REMEMBER that favorite childhood toy of yours? Come on, take some time out to think about it. Forget about those papers that need to be filed for awhile. Focus on remembering that wonderful childhood toy.
Perhaps it was your very first BMX bike? Maybe Angel Face Barbie. Or a Magic Slate? A Voltes V toy (which may be worth thousands now)? Remember the good times you had with it. Remember how you felt playing with it.
And now, another question. If you were to give that toy as a Christmas present to someone, who would you give it to, and why? Who would you love to share those happy childhood memories with? Tell us about it. Share the love, share the happy memories. 
This would be my answer. My favorite toy was a wooden doll house. It was very simple. The little beds and chairs were made of light wood, the house itself painted green. It was open on one side, as all dollhouses are, and the other side was the sturdy-looking home’s exterior. It housed many imaginary families for me. It created many imaginary slumber parties in the little wooden rooms, triggered many meal creations in the little wooden kitchen.
There were no dolls to go with it. The family members were my own little fingers doing the walking and talking. I loved every minute of playtime with that little wooden doll house. I felt free, happy and thrilled creating plots of my own, creating my own little childlike telenovelas in my head. It was my house and I was free to create whatever happy stories I wanted in it.
If I were to share this doll house with someone, it would be with my future child. No, I am not pregnant, but I sure would love to have that old toy back and keep it safe until I begin a family of my own. With so many video games and gadgets grabbing the attention of children these days, a doll house like this could be easily dismissed. But if I make the time to present it to the child, just as my parents presented it to me, I know this gift will further spark a child’s imagination and creativity.
I would love for that child to feel as free as I did when I was finger-walking across the wooden rooms, as happy and creative as I did when imaginary families started filling the wooden home up. I would love to share my happy memories, and hopefully create new and even happier ones.
January 8th, 2008 at 11:13 pm
Cheap plastic army men, indians, cars, planes and other toys that came in free with junk food, cereal and Milo =)… And those lego-like rip-offs that i made into hi-tech flying machines…
I’ll probably give them to my nephew. I’d play with them again if I can find them but my wife would probably go berserk if she finds me alon with those toys =)
Happy New Year Toni!
January 4th, 2008 at 9:36 pm
I was not able to keep my childhoold toys as they were disposable ones, like cars made of sardine cans with wheels made of old chinelas, txt, rubber bands and tansans, one thing that i vividly remember when i was a child is my cutting of bond papers into a size of a monetary bill. I pretend that i am a millionaire with lots and lots of money. To this date, i am counting real money. Dreams do come true after all.
January 2nd, 2008 at 2:41 pm
My favorite childhood toy would be my kite. It was not a big one like a saranggola, but a small sapi-sapi, one with a tail. How I love to fly it in the open field! IT was not a high flyer but just the same it gave me the high, the feeling of being free up in the air.
If I were to share it with someone, it would have to be to my grandson. I would like him to feel free as I did, up in the air, dancing among the wind, flapping its wings and tail…
December 31st, 2007 at 3:30 pm
no, there were no childhood toys…
December 28th, 2007 at 6:42 pm
That was long time ago worth remembering those happy moment during christmas season. Time to pass the happy thought to the new kids in the block.