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22
So I read my sis’ xmas wish list for her kids. I am happy to know that my nephews already had almost everything she and her husband wanted for their kids.
I closed my eyes and I saw myself back when we arrived in France in 1984, I was 8 years old. My brother and I were sent to a storage room on a bus before Christmas so that we can pick up a toy given by charities. I do not remember what I had that day… All that I could remember were the big boxes of toys on display.
Today, I chose the toys that this kid wanted in that storage room because the memory of that kid lingered in my mind.