Memories of the past

One of the several stories my mother would like to repeat to everyone she meets, about the embarassing or the funny things my brother and i have done when we were kids.

Two days ago she spoke about this story which i will share with you.

My Uncle Val had struck lottery and brought the whole family along for a treat. He told my brother and i that we would go to the Toy 'R' Us at Parway Parade, and we were both given a trolley each. And told that we could have anything we wanted. My parents, Uncle Val and Auntie Marilyn will come back after half an hour.

Since young, i've seen my cousin having 5 - 10 Barbie Dolls. Which i will eye enviously but never having the courage to ask my parents to get one for me. We were poor and could not afford such things. Sometimes i wished that my cousin would get sick of one of her dolls and hand it over to me.

So obviously my first thought was to get my very own Barbie Doll. And my brother dropped a minature toy car into his trolley. I had a Barbie Doll in mine and he had his toy car in his.

Being very happy with our choices, we went to the computer games corner to play.

When the adults came back, my aunt exclaimed,"After going away for so long, you only found one thing to put into your trolley?"

We were confused with her question. Because when Uncle Val said 'anything' , we were very happy that we could get one toy of our wish.

The adults started laughing. And my auntie brought me to the Barbie Doll section. And dropped a couple of Barbie Doll clothes and a Barbie Doll travel house into the trolley. I was speechless.
"You mean i can have all these?"

I cant really remember what my brother end up having. But i remember that day to be the most rewarding day of my childhood.

That ends the story that my mum would repeat often.

I tried to recall, what became of my priced posession the Barbie Doll?. Strangely, i actually gave it away. Primary 6, the class teacher told us we are collecting some toys for the oprhanage. She mentioned,"There are somethings you think you may need need but others may need it more. These children have no one who will buy nice toys for them"

The first thing that came into my mind was Barbie. I felt that i had been given the chance to enjoy Barbie when i am sure they would have felt like me. Yearning for one.

The next day i brought my doll and placed it into the donation bin. Barbie was looking at me the whole day in class. I remembering feeling a sense of regret. "Should i take it back?"

Bravely i made the decision to let go of my regrets and give Barbie to someone who needs her more.

That ends MY story of the Barbie Doll. And sometimes, its useful for my mother to repeat some of her stories. Out of the 100 times she repeated this story, only now i remembered the part where i gave Barbie away.

Kudos to the little me.