One of my favorite Holiday stories came from a neat little kid of very careful, correct, good parentsl One year I asked the kids on the first day back from Xmas vacation the very creative and little used, “What did you do over Xmas vacation?” He/She then told the following story.” We didn’t do much over Christmas, we opened presents and ate cookies but something weird happened again on New Years day.” “What, I asked? And heard a long graphically descriptive story about his mom that can be boiled down into one sentence. “Ever since I can remember ( he/she was a 5th grade student) my mom always has a terrible really bad case of the flu on New Year’s Day. Hmmmmmmm flu, New Year’s Day, must have been
someone something contagious at the New Year’s Eve Party every year… What could it be?
His mother would have been horrified, and I imagine she would still be mortified if she knew what her son/daughter had said that day in class.
In 70’s the class of 35 just sat there and wondered and worried if they too could catch a case of that flu? And I would guess that chances are most students in the class would catch a least one case of what my mom used to call the “Bottle Flu” on some future New Year’s Eve.