Describe an item you were incredibly attached to as a youth. What became of it?
My Panda Teddy Bear.
When I was four years old, my grandfather brought me a panda teddy bear from Paris. The panda was special because it talked when I pushed on its hand, repeating whatever I said.
One day, my uncle – who is the same age as me – asked me to open up the panda and cut the wires that made it talk, because it scared him. At first, I declined, but he assured me that I could always attach the wires back together with tape and the panda would talk again.
So we pretended to be surgeons and carefully opened up the panda, cutting the wires that connected to its hand. After we were done, the panda stopped talking. My uncle was happy and didn’t have nightmares anymore, but I tried to tape the wires back together, and unfortunately, the panda never talked again. It has been silent ever since.
I was very fond of my panda teddy bear when I was a child. Even when it stopped making noise, I still talked to it and confided in it about both my happy and sad moments. It was my closest companion for a long time. Although I left it at my mom’s house in my closet along with other things I left behind years ago, I still miss it. I am certain that we will reunite one day.
Today, I really needed to talk to my panda.
Life is a journey that we need to embrace every day, but that doesn’t mean we always wake up feeling ready to seize the day.
Dido had a song that I always thought it is a beautiful song, but never really listened and paid attention to the lyrics. Sometimes some things don’t really make sense until you get a slap in the face.
Dido, said it all: White Flag
Carolina Mom 