








Things that were notable staples when you were a child. It may have been an old teddy bear that you’ve kept thru out the years, or a book that you’ve read that reminds you of story time right before bed. One of these that brings me back to my wonder years is that little container that held in it, that sweet and tangy lunch-box drink. Juice boxes I believe is what they called it back then. [Eye's glazed over into a daydream]
Every kid had them in their lunch boxes and if you were like me you would stick one in the freezer and had a frozen treat when you came home from school on a hot summer’s day. Most of these juice boxes were basically a fusion of flavoring [with 10% real juice], high-fructose corn syrup, water, and a splish-splash of yellow 5′s and red 40′s. You know, to give it that “precise” color to resemble what Kiwi/Strawberry drink should look like… I think. But, besides the obvious ingredient/buzz-words that most are trained to seek & destroy. There may be a silent ingredient that has not been listed on the side label, that may bring concern to parents [frozen drink enthusiast] roaming the juice box aisle at the local supermarket. What’s this hidden, unlabeled, mystery ingredient? The Environmental Law Foundation says it’s Lead.
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La historia digital de la Navidad : The digital story of the Nativity
He is so mad he can hardly see straight. This guy is red-in-the-face furious at the whole world. I’m talking about a little guy named Calvin, superhero of the cartoon strip, Calvin and Hobbes. Creator Bill Watterston, for a number of years, delightfully captured the thought processes of this wild little boy who had such a vivid imagination that he conjured up a reality tiger, Hobbes, out of a stuffed toy. But in this particular strip, Calvin is just fuming mad. When bedtime comes, he asks his dad, Why can’t I stay up late? You guys can! And there’s no answer. It’s not fair! He cries out to the world in general, his screaming mouth filling up the entire cartoon frame. Well, Dad casually clears his throat and says, The world isn’t fair, Calvin. The scowling rebel stalks off, shoulders sagging. I know, he admits, still spitting nails in his frustration. But why isn’t it ever unfair in my favor? It’s not fair