They were my favorite class last year, but when I walked in on the first day of this new school year the girls said, smiling, "Oooooh, you're fat."
"I'm fat? Is that good?"
"Yesssss."
"Oh. Well, you know why I'm fat? Because when my mom visited she fed me very well. Lots of meat."
It seems that they don't distinguish between fat and muscular. Because honestly, my mom did feed me well, and I definitely gained weight, but I didn't put on flab. I've been rock climbing and running and eating more and I've just become thicker. At least that's what it feels like. So I'm taking my students' comment as a big juicy compliment.