Yep - when you've had to fight and scrabble for your food all your life, you can't stop doing it, I guess.
I remember when Jeff took a course at one of the colleges here - at graduation, they put out snacks on tables for everyone - a lot of the 'immigrants', mostly Sri Lankans, at the time, went swarming to the tables like it was the last thing they would get to eat.
I never got a thing from those tables - couldn't get near the food! But I understood what was happening and felt kinda' bad for those people.
I hope now, that they've been here long enough, they know you don't have to do that to get goodies when they're laid out at a function.
And I hope they never again have to swarm like that for food.
Another memory I have - two Asian girls (Taiwan, not sure) were on the subway when I was going somewhere. One had a bag of fruit. Both of them were so happy, eating from that bag of fruit.
It was only fruit, for petey sake! How excited they were over a few plums, peaches, grapes, etc.
When I thought about it later, I realized how it was for them - they probably came a place where the only time they saw fruit was when they packaged it up for other people - people who could buy it.
Here they could eat all they wanted.
I thought it was wonderful, and was happy that I'd seen these young women enjoying that fruit - it left a warm place in my heart.