Let us now take a have walk through memory lane.
I remember when I was a little kid, we were suppose to go to this building next door from the school to get shots. My mother took me there and there were a lot of people lined up and kid’s were getting these needles stuck in there arms (I gringed just watching them). There were also nurses at the tables. They would get the mother’s to roll up the sleeves of their child and the nurses would stick this needle in your arm. I remember that it didn’t look like it would be very much fun and when it was my turn I realized that it wasn’t much fun at all. I never wanted to do that again.