I think someone needs to take the batteries out of this thing. I can’t even explain what is happening with it.
I think someone needs to take the batteries out of this thing. I can’t even explain what is happening with it.
In the comments on the 100 things meme, David Loftus wrote, “Was particularly charmed by “saved a favorite child toy” — would love to know what that was for other folks.”
You know what? I would too.
So let me introduce you to Lassie. That’s the extremely tattered stuffed animal in the corner there. She’s a lamb, and yes, everywhere that I went, the lamb was sure to go. One of my parents’ friends made her out of a hand towel as a gift at a baby shower before I was born. The crazy quilt that she is now, is not her original fabric. Out of all the toys, presented to me, this was the one I latched on to. I carried her by a death grip around the throat everywhere.
Oddly, one of my clear early memories is naming her. Herschel1 asked me what her name was. We were standing on the sidewalk outside some store and it was sunny, so I think it must have been while we were down at Easter. Until he asked, it hadn’t occurred to me that she didn’t have a name, or even for that matter that she should. But as soon as the question was posed, I realized that she should, of course, have one so I gave the only name that I knew for a pet. “Lassie.” I think I’d recently seen it on television, because I did know that I was naming her after a collie.
She sits on my desk now, in a little cubbie-hole. This bit here is the only original fabric left. Grandma taught me to embroider by stitching a new eye for her when the fabric on the side of Lassie’s head wore out. She’s stuffed with panty-hose.
When I was in kindergarten, we accidentally left her on top of the car when leaving school. I was deeply traumatized and Mom drove all over the place looking for her. She even took out an ad in the paper. Miraculously, someone found Lassie and answered the ad. I still have the ad, although it’s in a storage locker. I wouldn’t leave Lassie there though. Not after all this time.
So, how about you? Did you save a favorite childhood toy?
I read this month’s audio fiction for Clarkesworld Magazine, “A Woman’s Best Friend” by Robert Reed. I think the story is utterly charming and that it’s the perfect speculative fiction treat for December.
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