Happy/Healthy Harlod

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That bloody insidious giraffe came to my work place today and it brought all those horrid memories back from primary school.

But when I was in primary school he was known as Happy Harold(why he was so happy was beyond me(large truck+crawl space+school children=red flags))

So while he was at my work place walking around all I could hear was kids screaming "Yay it's Harold"

As for when they renamed it Healthy I do not know nor care.

This is an Australian thing so non Australians won't know what I am on about, but to my fellow brethren.

Do you remember this menace?
How you were forced to listen to his banter?

For some odd reason I had a urge to want a rifle and use it on the giraffe safari style.
 
If you have a strong disire to kill a talking Giraffe then I know a psychiatrist might help.
 
Heavily.

Telling me not what to do.

Even in primary I knew drugs were bad, I did have to hear it from that giraffe.

But I do think this hatred is also being multiplied from work stresses(been working 45hour weeks and doing the work of 3 people)

If you have a strong disire to kill a talking Giraffe then I know a psychiatrist might help.

I do not think it will help much, If it was done when I was younger maybe it would have.
 
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We had Munch The Dragon, who came in and spoke to us about eating a balanced diet.

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Turns out 'Munch The Dragon' wasn't actually a command.
 
We had Herald the Giraffe as well, and we had one the "Don't do Drugs/Smoke/Free Will etc." talks in Year 7 where he wasn't there, but used on the posters. Kinda glad he didn't come to my schools :D
 
This is an Australian thing so non Australians won't know what I am on about, but to my fellow brethren.

Do you remember this menace?
How you were forced to listen to his banter?

For some odd reason I had a urge to want a rifle and use it on the giraffe safari style.

I am Australian and have no idea what you are talking about!!!!!
 
You never had him come to your school?

Nup, but then I am probably somewhat older than you are. Still don't remember him coming to my kids schools either.

And you also have him as 'Harlod' the the thread tilte instead of 'Harold'.

After a little research I see that the organisation Life Education Australia (which I have heard of) didn't start going into schools until 1979, which was my last year at school. My kids may remember him but I don't - possibly because I didn't want a giraffe telling me to make smart choices about drugs :)
 
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Harold's healthy now? Huh :dunce:

I remember the little bastard, he gave me nightmares for ages, although I don't know why.

All I know is the person playing Harold at my school had a scary voice, and was partially demented :sly:
 
We had Healthy Harold :indiff:

About 7 years ago, we had a class at a time go into a little trailer where we sat for about an hour listening to some guy dressed up in a giraffe suit talk about how drugs are bad, mmkay, but not so much why they were bad. Did anyone else have to get their picture taken with the guy? :crazy:
 
Harold's healthy now? Huh :dunce:

I remember the little bastard, he gave me nightmares for ages, although I don't know why.

All I know is the person playing Harold at my school had a scary voice, and was partially demented :sly:

Umm, I did not hurt him so don't look at me if you think I caused his dementia.

We had Healthy Harold :indiff:

About 7 years ago, we had a class at a time go into a little trailer where we sat for about an hour listening to some guy dressed up in a giraffe suit talk about how drugs are bad, mmkay, but not so much why they were bad. Did anyone else have to get their picture taken with the guy? :crazy:

I am glad I did not, If I did I would have broken the camera.
 
Yeah, I had him in grade 1. I was terrified, we had to go on a bus at school to meet a giraffe which doesn't teach you anything. I have a hatrid of that giraffe.
 
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