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Toys are an integral part of childhood

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Toys are an integral part of childhood

Toys are indeed an integral part of childhood. Children are less social compared to adults or teens. They spend most of the time playing, observing, and learning. Every child has his own world of imagination and in this world, their best partners are usually toys.

I too had a similar amazing world of mine and the best buddy too. This was when I was about five when my parents gifted me a soft toy monkey. Since the day I got it, I just felt monkey as my best friend. I especially loved the soft toy as it had a cute face, the softest fur, big twinkling eyes, and neat brown color. I would carry it everywhere I go. It would be with me at breakfast, outdoors, and even at night.

I grew up playing with monkey but each year I started spending more time in other activities and less time playing with monkey. I luckily had a younger sister so she would play with monkey and he wasn’t just lying alone somewhere. Time passed I barely got time to play with monkey and it wasn’t even my age then to play with toys. Monkey had now become nothing but a showpiece in the corner of the cupboard. All my other toys were slowly donated, thrown off, or lost but the only one I still had and cherished was monkey.

There was a strong bond of feeling between us. He had been a friend and partner throughout my childhood. He had taught me about friendship and induced a feeling of love and care in me. I felt him as a friend, loved and cared for it throughout my childhood. A part of my imagination he has been and even today I feel bad when I see him lying alone in the corner of the cupboard. Even today when I see him, I pass a small smile. I can still remember the first time I got him and still now I can see his cute face, twinkling eyes, and neat brown fur as if calling me to play with him.



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