What Is Your Most Treasured Item? Author : ANJALI WARIER

 What Is Your Most Treasured Item?

Author : ANJALI WARIER

All of us have different things that we treasure a lot and we cherish. And I cherish a lot of things.

One of the things I cherish is the first pair of shoes that I had used to wear as a baby. I still have it in my closet and my mom is the reason for me still having it as she said you will cherish it. And now I understand it. It is very cute and it still has the faint scent of my old house where I used to live in. I still remember whenever my mother and I clean my closet my mother spots this and starts telling the story of how I got it. She told that it was my first gift and it was bought by my aunt.

Another thing that I cherish and treasure a lot is a stuffed toy which is of Minnie Mouse the cartoon character from Mickey Mouse and the club house. I liked her a lot and this was given as a gift to me by my parents on my 4th birthday. As a small child this gift gave me a lot of happiness. I had kept playing with Minnie Mouse till the age of 7. At the age of 8, I had taken Minnie along with me to Bangalore to visit my grandparents during the summer vacation. We returned back without Minnie, which I had accidentally left at my grandparents house. I kept searching for it frantically and realized I had left Minnie over there, only when my grandmother called to inform me the next day. After a few days of being sad without Minnie’s presence, I slowly started to forget her.

But this year when I went to my grandparents house I remembered Minnie and got her back home. Now she hangs on my swing in our hall. Whenever I see Minnie I always remember on how I always used to carry the doll everywhere I went, which puts a smile on my face. All of us might also have things that remind us of the times we used to be a child.


Anjali Warier
Grade 6A


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