when we were kids we cannot be seen nor heard playing and laughing on Good Friday. My grandmother would tell us if we do will be punished and if we laugh we'll be mute and if we play and watch tv we'll go blind. So the whole Good Friday we stay in the house either reading or sleeping and count the tick tuck of the clock... then we have to take a bath 1st thing Good Friday and we cannot bath till the morning of Easter "the time Chrsit had risen" so we have a house full of stinking kids

... not knowing that the reason why our parents had left us at grandma's house was because they are at some weekened adult getaway!!! Sheessshhhh