Food Blog

It was in the 4th grade when I realized I could not handle spicy foods. At my elementary school every Wednesday they would give out exotic fruits and vegetables for everyone to try out. This was the first time they had incorporated something like this in our school. At first everyone in the school loved Wednesdays because they would give out delicious fruits and vegetables, but then one day the gave us a banana pepper which at first does not sound bad but is. Before they hand out the food item the teacher would give us a breakdown of what item actually was. The teacher had told us that the more seeds the pepper had the spicier it would taste. I was a confident boy thinking that I could take on this pepper, but in reality I couldn't. When I had devoured the pepper it had felt like a dragon had just spit fire into my throat. I quickly asked the teacher if I can go and get a drink of water. On my way to the water fountain I threw up. My nasty vomit had covered the carpet floor. I quickly ran back to the teachers room. I told my teacher that I had threw up in the hallway. My teacher told me to goo see the nurse. While I was at the nurses office she told me to go home. From that point on I realized I could not handle spicy foods.