Author Hazel Morley
When I was a child, living in England, I woke up every morning to bottles of fresh milk on our doorstep delivered by the local milkman. TV adverts promoted the “goodness of milk”; the proteins, essential vitamins and calcium, needed by everybody to build strength and grow.
At elementary school, we received one free bottle of milk a day during our morning break. I hated it. The smell, the taste, the texture. The skinny pink plastic straw.Read More