Who Turned Valentine’s Day into an Elementary School Bonanza?
By Nick Chiles I
thought Valentine’s Day was supposed to be the holiday for love. Grown-up love. So when did Valentine’s Day become an excuse for every little kid in elementary school to come home lugging a bag full of candy and a whole bunch of fairly meaningless, generic cards?
If you’re the parent of elementary school kids (and some middle and high
schoolers, too) you know exactly what I’m talking about. We turned our head for a minute and some clever marketer slipped in there and turned the day into a BIG event in American schools. You thought it was stressful for the husbands of the world? Ha, our plight pales in comparison to the parent who discovers, the night before Valentine’s Day, that she has failed to equip her child with a big box of Valentine’s treats for the entire class. Her child will then experience an entire humiliating day of one-way gifting: receiving cards and candy with nothing to give in return. Oh, the years of therapy the kid will require as a result.
Valentine’s Day is one of those kiddy holidays that requires considerable
pre-planning: you have to make a trip to the store several days before the holiday so that you have your pick of the premium candy/card combina- tions. Frustratingly, many of the combination boxes come in units of 24 or 26—just a bit short of the average American classroom these days, which typically number closer to 30 little ones. So that means you might have to buy two of the boxes (which usually go about $4 each) to cover every kid in the class. Even the kids that your child doesn’t like. Even the little knuckleheads who regularly disrupt the class with their shenanigans; even the annoying ones who sit near your daughter and prove to be a daily source of distraction for her. You gotta get a card for everybody.
And as for the messages on the cards?
I’m not a big fan. My daughter snagged a Lifesavers Gummies collection at Target with cards that had the following four messages:
You Make Me Smile Cool and Colorful. That’s You. Let’s Hang Out. I Got My Eye on You. Really, I could do without my fourth-grade
daughter telling some snot-nosed boy, “I Got My Eye On You.” But ever the clever one, my daugh- ter turned that particular message around and said she was going to give it to all the bad-ass boys in the
class who were always on the verge of causing trouble. EVERYBODY needs to keep their eyes on those boys.
4 LivingWELL • August 2011 4 LivingWELL • February 2012 I understand that the nation’s retailers are constantly on the lookout for
another holiday that they can turn into a merchandising machine, but we par- ents are the real victims here, not the kids. The kiddies get another excuse to accumulate large satchels of candy. But we’re the ones who wind up with the bill—from Target and the dentist.
Editor’s Note: Author Nick Chiles, a regular contributor to LivingWELL magazine, blogs on mybrownbaby.com
. He is a Pulitzer Prize-winning journalist and the author of seven books, including the New York Times bestselling tome The Blueprint: A Plan for Living Above Life’s Storms, co-written with gospel legend Kirk Franklin.
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