would you care to join me for some sandwhiches and milk?

I recently had to present on Black Death. It’s actually super intriguing. Did you know where ring around the rosy came from? Black death!::
Ring around the rosy (the cheeks are rosy, the buboes (pock) appeared on the cheek which was the ring.
A pocketful of posies (there are 2 different answers to this. 1. Posies were said to prevent plague, so naturally they carried them around. 2. When the person would die of plague, they would put posies in their pockets so that nobody would touch them.
Ashes, Ashes (cremation became popular at this time. This was partially because you would have more dead bodies by the time you buried the first batch. Yes, people would die that fast
We all fall down (be creative, this means death.
--so in case you wondered why in every scary movie, there is always some little blond girl singing this very creepily with her friends, this is what makes it so creepy. Can you imagine children happily singing this while the message is gruesome? They would sing this so that people would know not to enter the town because they had the plague. Easier they hear it in a children’s song than to get the plague.
Another Black Death Inspired thing would be the Pied Piper.
So, yea there was this guy in Hamelin (the type of garment he wore was referred to as "pied" and the piper part is obvious) and he thought he knew how to get the plague infected rats to leave the city. For a price. The king and townspeople agreed, so he played his pipe and lured all of the infected rats into the river. They die. Yay! So, when he came back, they refused to pay him. This guy was super angry. So when all of the grown ups were at church for some feast, he got an idea. So he played his pipe and lured 110 of the town’s children into the river.
So, that’s pretty nice. Personally, I find this fascinating. Grown ups are cruel to children. Many of the fairytales are actually really scary. Like Little Red Riding Hood, think about it. I think we had some bell ringer on nursery stories with double meanings. Isn’t life sick?