Wow. Very relateable once again! The only thing I kept from when I was below 10 (When I was 6) to now is my first stuffed bear. It was given to me by a beloved kindergarten teacher called Mrs. Giblin or Giblen (I never remember how to spell her name) who pretended to be Santa Claus at 12 AM to give that bear to me. I’ve since kept the bear as a memento of the good times I had back when I lived in Australia. It sucks that I lost contact with her since I left Aussie over a decade and a half ago…
Wow. Very relateable once again! The only thing I kept from when I was below 10 (When I was 6) to now is my first stuffed bear. It was given to me by a beloved kindergarten teacher called Mrs. Giblin or Giblen (I never remember how to spell her name) who pretended to be Santa Claus at 12 AM to give that bear to me. I’ve since kept the bear as a memento of the good times I had back when I lived in Australia. It sucks that I lost contact with her since I left Aussie over a decade and a half ago…