Somehow I was allowed to bring a can of passionfruit juice to school (made cat noises & meowing & even imitated a baby "Goo Goo, Ga Ga" to myself as my kindergarten teacher forced me to drink the disgusting chocolate milk that I somehow could tolerate in preschool... The white that I'm sure I'd tried I must have disliked even more!) and somehow was never bullied, picked on, or bartered for it--none of it snatched away from, let alone, causing any-'one' or my entire of class joining or creating any kind of "juice revolution"...
Nowadays, I will drink my milk--Whole, but my overcrowded fridge right now only allows ONE jug, so for our daughter it's 'a jug of 2%',--and that's only to go with, or rather, justify, eating baked goods, desserts, or sweet treats... --Plus I use it for making pancakes, and oatmeal, while I dislike the wife making it for hot cocoa, as she (and the daughter who also likes & insists it be made that way) never finish it & one or two cups are found lying around at room temperature! Doesn't help that the stuff never gets completely stirred, for even if/when they do finish it, the remains scraped out (& hopefully eaten)...
-- Dave
Nowadays, I will drink my milk--Whole, but my overcrowded fridge right now only allows ONE jug, so for our daughter it's 'a jug of 2%',--and that's only to go with, or rather, justify, eating baked goods, desserts, or sweet treats... --Plus I use it for making pancakes, and oatmeal, while I dislike the wife making it for hot cocoa, as she (and the daughter who also likes & insists it be made that way) never finish it & one or two cups are found lying around at room temperature! Doesn't help that the stuff never gets completely stirred, for even if/when they do finish it, the remains scraped out (& hopefully eaten)...
-- Dave