A few months ago, I readily promised my aunt to give my toy to my cousin who was a few years old, but when I opened the toy box, I hesitated.
The toy in front of me evoked me memories in an instant.
I silently looked at some of the well-made game cards. They were still as bright as they were before. They were bought when I was in junior high school. I still remember that for these cards, I also specially collected a lot of supporting products...
They gave me a childhood, but I have forgotten them for a long time, and now I want to say goodbye to them, but I am so reluctant to give up.
I really can't make up my mind to break up with my memories, even though I don't play with these toys for a long time.
The look of my cousin’s expectation prevented me from taking back the foreword, so I carefully packed each toy into a bag, carefully packed it, and then handed it to my cousin, who happily left.
Unbeknownst to my cousin, I secretly left the few cards I used to be the most beloved, even though they were only "once".
I am not really stingy, but I am afraid that they will not be cherished and cared for.
I don’t distrust my cousin, but he doesn’t know the "hardship" that I had when collecting these toys. For him, it was just a gift from me. When I was a child, I used to play badly. Someone else's stuff.
One day in high school, a friend came to my house. He saw the toys I placed in the glass cabinet, so he smiled and said to me, "I'm all this age, and I still play with these childish things?"
His mockery made me blush. So I vainly replied: "I don't play anymore, I just put it there."
Nowadays, most of the toys have left me.
If they are still there, when encountering this kind of problem, I will answer confidently:
"Of course."
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