Once upon a time at SFA...

Once upon a time there was a cute little bear wandering through the Piney Woods named Little Joe College Bear.  Little Joe survived his first semester of college fairly well after a somewhat rough start.  A break up with his high-school sweetheart left his little heart broken, but half a dozen visits to Counseling Services and he was ready to move on.  His ADHD was not automatically cured when he left high school like he thought it would be, so he finally broke down and got some assistance through Disability Services.  He met some fun bears that helped him learn Greek history through a social organization, and also helped him find the best honey trees in the woods.  Of course, he also had to get a job to pay for his smart phone because it provided the GPS to the all-important honey tree. 

One day while following his route through the woods, a very tall, ancient-appearing, white-bearded wizard appeared.  He told Little Joe College Bear that he needed to take a magic potion so he wouldn’t get sick.   Now, Little Joe was not an Einstein, but he had managed to pull a 2.8 GPA, and he had survived one cold already.  He was leery of anything that wasn’t “natural,” and wasn’t really worried about getting sick.  He ignored the wizard and went on his merry way. 

 A few weeks later, Little Joe suddenly felt hot and achy all over. His nose was stuffed up, he started coughing and his throat and head hurt. He remembered the wizard and sought him out, but it was now too late for the magic potion to do any good.  He felt so miserable he couldn’t go to class for a week.  He did call the Office of Student Rights and Responsibilities to notify his teachers of his illness and got an extension on a paper that was due.  Unfortunately, he also missed work for a week, and therefore couldn’t pay his smart phone bill. He had to have his honey, so he asked to work more hours so he could keep his phone.   Because he wasn’t the brightest bear to begin with, he was never able to catch up in his classes after that missed week and working more hours.  

When midterm grades came out, he swore he saw that tall, ancient, white-bearded wizard standing there in the hall with his arms raised above his head, saying: “You shall not pass!!!”

Moral of the story:  Flu shots are good; they don’t make you sick. 

Come get your flu shot at the health clinic or various offices and pharmacies in town.

This “fairy tale” was submitted online to The Pine Log by the writer.