We all made promises of cleaning our rooms, taking out the trash, walking the dog and a host of other duties. Things that you've neglected to do start to get done in hopes that your parents might notice. Yes, even devoting your whole Saturday to replacing that C with an A in history class become part of the routine of (as my family called it) ‘sucking up’. This charade served one purpose and one purpose only; in hopes that you might find a long rectangle shaped box under your Christmas tree or in a stack of presents wedged between birthday cake and Aunt Rueda’s socks she knitted you every year.
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