When I was a teacher I got loads and loads of boxes of After Eight mints, Matchmakers and Terry's chocolate oranges, all of which I detested.
I was very jealous of a female colleague. She had a Japanese child in her class for a year. At Christmas, the parents came to her classroom door, bowed most politely and handed her a gift, then bowed once more and left.
It was a large bottle of blooming Chanel no 5 perfume, the lucky sod!