Winnie could barely contain her glee. We get to have JUICE and COOKIES in class?! Smiling almost sheepishly at Professor Dumont, she took a choclate chip cookie and wrapped it in a napkin almost reverently, and sat in the middle of the classroom holding her cookie as if it were a precious gem. She unwrapped the cookie and began nibbling around the edge, turning it in her hands as she nibbled. Better make this baby last. She took no notice of the crumbs falling gently into her lap.