Ten-year-old me
Most of our clothes were hand-me-downs. Nothing was ever brand-new; if it were it was of the kind found only in pasar malams.
We didn't have tennis lessons. Or swimming lessons. Or extra tuition. Or pocket money.
I never owned a walkman.
Mobile phones were a distant possibility, mostly fashioned from bricks and left to high-end business people or ( Read more... )
We didn't have tennis lessons. Or swimming lessons. Or extra tuition. Or pocket money.
I never owned a walkman.
Mobile phones were a distant possibility, mostly fashioned from bricks and left to high-end business people or ( Read more... )
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Ha! See the complexities? It's greedy, and childlike!
*Wanders...*
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