I’m sure you know how the Who story has been told
It has been heard by the young and the old
But one thing that is secret, but still very true
Is the story of a Who boy that would always turn blue.
Some say it was fright so they’d gawk and they’d sneer
Never believing it was anything but his own fear
Until one day at a Thanksgiving feast
When snuzzleberry brisket caused mayhem, to say the least.
Up jumped little Johnny Who as he coughed and he achoo’d
Next went Sally, Mother and Lou
Dancing and screaming and pushing away
Poor little Johnny hoping someone would stay.
When up stood the Grinch, with his belly full of beast
“All of you stop this insanity, to say the least.
This is not a prank, not a game, not a hullabaloo
This poor boy needs help and I know just what to do.
This coughing and wheezing is not a mere cough
You think it will stop but it’s his body that won’t turn off
His behaviors, his skin, this rash and his face-
All of these are symptoms, growing at an alarming pace.
What I see and what I know will help him indeed
What will not, however, is your need to feed.
This snuzzleberry meal may be fine and be tasty
But all of you seem to be forceful and hasty.
Truly, the problem does not come from his mood
The real issue here can be found in his food.”
With that, the Grinch presented a life-saving device
It was sharp on one end and it made Johnny look twice.
“Have no fear of the needle, for you will see
Your breathing, your coughing, will be helped by the Epi.”
As fast as lightning, the Grinch went to the who
He showed little Johnny just what he would do
Popping the cap with his long, grinchy fingers
They all counted to ten, together, like a group of Thanksgiving singers
Out came the magical medical wand
From a frown to a smile he suddenly donned.
Then, there was silence- the room heavy with stare
The sound of Johnny Who’s chest letting in air
Holding the vial, he knew it had worked
The blue went away and his mood seemed to perk
The young who hugged the Grinch and he smiled once more
Tenderness is a feeling that even the Grinch can adore
Upon ending his hug and removing his plate
This Thanksgiving story began a new date.
“No more snuzzleberry brisket for you, anymore
Why, look at the wonderful foods to explore.
Look at the colors and imagine the tastes
Eating foods that your body doesn’t like is a terrible waste.
Always be cautious, why not start with just a bite?
Should the blueness return, we can make it all right
Make sure you are protected and just do what we did
Carry your Epi and you’ll be a safe kid.”
And from that day forward, the Grinch’s story was told
As I said in the beginning, to the young and the old
Labels were read and the snuzzleberry briskets sold in no store
And little Johnny Who’s food fits existed no more.
A little About the Author
Tracy Bush is the founder and President of Nutrimom, Inc., a consulting business that specializes in food allergies and helps to provide guidance and support for anyone that has been diagnosed with food allergies. Her experience began prior to starting her business when her own son was diagnosed with multiple food allergies that were life-threatening. Tracy now resides in North Carolina with her husband and two children.
In 2011, her blog was nominated on The Babble List for Top 100 Food Blogs of 2011, of which it maintained her nomination within the top two ranking. She was also recognized in several issues of Bon Appetite, People and Southern Living Magazine during 2011 for her personal quote that was used as part of Alexia Foods marketing.
In 2012, Tracy welcomed several honors, such as joining the Advisory Panel for The Allergy Menu, a winner in the 2012 Startup Nation Leading Moms in Business Competition as well as the Circle of Moms Top 25 Food Allergy Bloggers of 2012.