A Few of My Favorite Things

I posed this week’s question: Do you still have any of your old toys?

I’m sentimental. I’d have more, if they had not been left in storage in another state by a relative of mine, and a few that were thrown out for good reasons and bad, but I do have several.

Here are two:WP_20180703_001

The Scottie dog I have had most of my life. In  fact, I cannot recall ever not having him. Family legend has it that we all went shopping when I was about 2, and it was love at first sight. I would not leave the store without it.

I take that story with a grain of salt; if it’s true, it was the one and only time I got something I wanted. I learned at a very young age that I should not even bother to ask, because I was setting myself up for a let-down. All I can think of is that it probably happened near my birthday.

The bunny was made for me by an aunt-by-marriage when I was about 6. She had gotten a fancy (for the time) new zig-zag sewing machine and tried her hand at making something new. As you can see, she was quite a seamstress. We only lived near each other for a few years, but I also got the benefit of her talents in other ways. She made lovely dresses for her daughter, who was nearly two years older than I, and I welcomed the lovely hand-me-downs.

These take some explanation. They are not toys per se; they are pajama bags.

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The pajamas were made of the same material as the backs:

WP_20180703_003 I can still remember that the PJs were incredibly comfortable and while I was sick,(a lot), I lived in them. I could not have been older than 6 when my mother bought them. Why did I hang on to the bags?
They glow in the dark!

The clock never glowed as strongly as Raggedy Ann and it is finally giving up the ghost; no matter how much light, there is now a faint glow for only a few moments. The Raggedy Ann takes a lot more light that it once did to work, and it doesn’t last very long, either, but she still has quite a glow. If you consider that  I just turned 64, they were probably made 60 years ago, it is amazing that they glow at all.

And where would we be without books? Again, most of mine were lost and it still hurts. Almost all are irreplaceable; I’ve tried. Some were reissued by their publishers in ‘updated’ versions, which ruined their charm and destroyed their lovely illustrations. However, this book has been with me since I was 8:

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Joan Walsh Anglund’s “A Friend Is Someone Who Likes You”. My mother saw it as she was working my school’s book fair and thought it was perfect for me. It is written for lonely children. It advises that you can find friends sometimes if you look, but even the wind can be your friend, a brook, a tree a white mouse, and of course, a book can be your friend.
It didn’t edify me; it made me sadder, but I loved the illustrations and even back then, I knew that my mother and Ms. Anglund meant well.

I’ve kept some of my kids’ and grandkids’ toys, but I have given more away. Almost all were in very good shape, and why shouldn’t other kids love them and have fun with them?

However, many of the stuffed animals that belonged to my sons are still here, along with a few other toys. I still keep some Barbie things that belong to my granddaughters, (which they have grown beyond). And I don’t think I will ever part with the musical Pooh Bear that used to put my grandson to sleep;( I may start playing it for myself!)

If the kids ever want these, they know where to come.

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About Tonette Joyce

Tonette was a once-fledgling lyricists-bookkeeper, turned cook/baker/restaurateur and is now exploring different writing venues,(with a stage play recently completed). She has had poetry and nonfiction articles published in the last few years. Tonette has been married to her only serious boyfriend for more than thirty years and she is, as one person described her, family-oriented almost to a fault. Never mind how others have described her, she is,(shall we say), a sometime traditionalist of eclectic tastes.She has another blog : "Tonette Joyce:Food,Friends,Family" here at WordPress.She and guests share tips and recipes for easy entertaining and helps people to be ready for almost anything.
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10 Responses to A Few of My Favorite Things

  1. Patricia Kiyono says:

    What a grand collection! I have a lot of things – too many, if you ask other members of my family. But I didn’t keep the books, and now I wish I had. There were a few I really loved.

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  2. Jeff Salter says:

    ah, yes — books. I still have quite a few of my childhood books, thought — for some reason — none of the early ones which meant so much to me. Perhaps we’d gotten those at the library and had to return them.
    Also comic books. Though I lost quite a few when my son’s friend borrowed them without my permission, I still have quite a few of what is now termed “silver age” comics. And I even have a couple of those from the so-called “golden age”. Mine were read and read again — in other words, no collector would pay a nickel for them in their current condition. That’s okay.

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    • I remember my brother’s comic, and a the ones a boy in the neighborhood brought over. I know it is easy to which to have collector’s items in collectable condition, but think of the enjoyment you got from them. That beats anything in a plastic sleeve any day.

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  3. I’m super sentimental too, I loved this post! Those pj bags are fantastic, so cool that you still have them.

    I still have my scruffy Paddington Bear that I bought in London in 1978, some doll house furniture my aunt brought back from PEI and many, many other things that I should have probably gotten rid of years ago but I treasure. I might be unnaturally attached because so many of my childhood things and photos/films were ruined in a flood when I was 17. Most of my books were ruined too but ‘Mandy’ by Julie Andrews (Edwards) survived and both my daughters read it and loved it. Great post! 😊

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    • I am sorry for the loss of y our treasure, but what you have are indeed treasures! There are things we don;t need to hang on to , but your toys and other items are part of you. Don’t feel guilty.
      I am so glad that you visited and added a lovely comment, Thank you. I hope that you stop in often.

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  4. None of mine survived all the moves my parents made while I was a child, but I have fond memories of some. Dad was a carpenter/mill-wright and he moved with the jobs. Much like a military brat, I was. LOL I do remember a favorite Scottie Dog.

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    • My husband’s father was in the military and he was the third of 15 children that his parents had together, so he has nothing but memories, either. At least, you have the memories. Within the last year or so , things got away from me that I never intended to part with, but it’s OK. They are just things.
      Thank you for stopping in and taking time to comment , Sharon.I do appreciate it.

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  5. Elaine Cantrell says:

    I had some of those pajama bags too, but mine are long gone.

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