Salam 'Alaik!
I'm very excited about tonight's post. I was cleaning around my room and found some old stuff that I've been keeping long time ago. Good old memories came playing in my head so I thought why not share it with the rest of the world. Here we go!
Back in 2003, ( I was 8 years old) my dad bought these classic story books when he was attending a 2 weeks course in Canada for me and my siblings. They are still in a good condition! It's been almost 10 years.
This worn out t-shirt is probably my favourite piece of clothing I have in my wardrobe. This shirt has witnessed many events that occured in my life. My mom bought 4 of this t-shirt for me and my siblings when she went to a Chocolate Festival back in 2007. I was 12. And she bought these for the same adult size, L. You would probably thinking how on earth could this shirt fit me. It couldn't. I remembered that the shirt almost reached my knees and the sleeves were on my elbow. Only for these past few years that this shirt fit me perfectly. For those who are wondering what is written on the shirt, it says " I SAW CHOCOLATE, I THOUGHT OF YOU" How sweet.
These were my spectacles collection. (Ahaks.) There's one missing though, my first spec. I don't really remembered when did I actually owned these two specs but it was long time ago. I started wearing glasses when I was 9 years old. This shows that I love reading.. or always on the computer...playing dressup games..
If I had to choose an all-time favourite book, I'd say these Naughty Amelia Jane series by Enid Blyton. I had these when I was 9 years old. They were the first English 'novel' that I've read.
This was the only medal I've won when I was in primary school. (I'm just suck at sport) But hey, I won the first place. I was 11 years old.
This was a drawing that I did when I was 12. It was called, 'The Desk of An Artist". I drew the roses because I thought it would add to the dramatic-ness. I remembered thinking that this is similar to the work of a professional artist. What I was thinking...
So that's that.






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