I’m happy that I survived the churning of the washing machine, my insides being squeezed out to enable quick drying. Finally, I see sunlight….
not just in the balcony, but in the eyes of my friend who is ready to cuddle me once again.
After all, I’m his only confidante. I know that his teacher scolded him for scoring low in math’s, and his friend treated him to a chocolate after that.
I know he feels utterly helpless when his father hits his loving mother. He feels as squeezed as I do.
His mother pats our heads, and we smile.
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Reena, you made me think of The Skin Horse in The Velveteen Rabbit story. Sorry the kids have to go through that and happy they have their buddies to hug.
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We never know when something so small, so seemingly inconsequential becomes important emotionally.
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Well-said.
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Ohh such an endearing tale 🙂 Our kids had their favourite cuddly toys, they know too much to be stored away. Those much-loved friends know secrets from years as a confidante. 😉
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Thanks 😀
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You are welcome 🙂
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This is a lovely story.
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Thank you so much!
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I still have “my Guy”, a teddy bear my grandpa gave me the day I was born. He shared all my secrets and helped me sleep when troubled. I have left instructions that he is to be buried with me.
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Some bonds become so real, beyond fairy tales.
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An interesting story, Reena, with a tightly twisted ending. 🙂
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Thank you 😊
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Reblogged this on NEW BLOG HERE >> https:/BOOKS.ESLARN-NET.DE.
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A touching tale, Reena.
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Thank you, Keith!
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Ah, the case of the melting chocolate. No wonder the furry creatures are annoyed.
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Thanks 😂😂
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Stuffed toys are truly those that know us best. I still have some of mine.
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You’ll find it in many houses.
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What a father, I could trip him up on the stairs.
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More than that .. Thank you, Michael!
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How many tears are shed into the fuzzy fur of the stuffies. A unique combination of the glad and the sad.
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Yes. I saw an ad recently where the child dips a toy elephant’s trunk in the milk to feed him. Of course, the fabric absorbs the milk 😂
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Oh yes, these toys are a lifeline and a confidante for so many kids. Glad this one is ready to go back into the fray
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Thank you, Elmo 😇
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Oh! That turned dark
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Yes. Thank you, Neil!
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A toy is indeed a good friend and carrier of many secrets.
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That is why children feel so dejected on losing a toy. It is real to them.
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Oh yes indeed
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Oh well-told, Reena. Very moving.
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Thank you so much, Dora!
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Oh I love this Reena! ❣️
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Thank you, Cindy!
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of course! 💜
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