I didn't eat it but loved the smell, I used to put it on my hands to make it look like I had gloves on, then I would make a handprint on paper with this mess, when it was dry you could peel it off!!
Well first of all, I never went to kindergarten. I started school in the first grade. And as for paste, I have sad memories. The paste was kept on a desk in the front of the room, and each person had to go up in order and grab a jar and go back to their seat to start with the tasks of the day. Well I was too shy to get out of my seat, so the teacher made me go and I cried all the way up and back. Also, the little girl next to me used to make faces at me and that would start the tears to roll. Very sensitive child, I guess. But it didn't take me too long to become acclimated in school and I started to make friends after that.
As always, thanks for letting me share.