I was reminded today of a story my father used to tell about May Day when he was young. To set the scene it is important to know that he and four other children were being raised by a young widowed mother. Making ends meet took most of her time so the brothers ran pretty much unsupervised.
The tradition on May Day was to knock on an individuals door, leave a May basket of things for them and then high tail it out of there. Seeing that May baskets left on teacher's doors often contained candies and other goodies, Dad and his brothers would lay low when someone came to leave a basket. As the person bringing the basket left, Dad and his brothers would also leave but with the basket in tow. Treats to be enjoyed!
Delinquents or opportunists? You decide.
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