What was your favorite plaything as a child? Do you see any connection between your life now, and your favorite childhood toy? Photographers, artists, poets: show us MEMENTO.
My toys were beloved the day I got them. Each day after that they rapidly depreciated into junk. Toys mingled with dirty socks and dust bunnies under the bed. In the closet, toys were a heap I seldom picked through. Chatty Cathy and Barbie ended up naked, dirty and broken in the jumble.
I suppose the bike is the plaything I spent the most time with, riding all over the neighborhood, much farther from home than children are allowed to ride these days.
I tried to recreate the Big Blue Bike experience a few years back. I bought a brand new Big Blue with a basket and a bell, top of the line.
“You’ll never ride it”, my husband said. Well he is wrong again!
I rode it once this summer.
I’m the one keeled over.
I take better care of my toys now. You won’t find any under my bed. I keep them in a toy box so I can always find them when I need them.
Now, won’t you join me for a spot of tea?