Stay low to the ground, be kind and be happy always.
My childhood memory with rattan products
*edited, So sorry that I have made a mistake. Thanks to Pete and Mummy's Chloe for telling me bamboo isn't rattan.
Last week, I was attracted by a store which sold all rattan stuffs in the market. When I went closer, I set my eyes on a small rocking chair and rocking horse. I was in dilemma which one to buy. I didn't bring enough money to get two. So, I paid RM 55 for the rocking chair and left for work.
I was still thinking to get another one, in case the sibling rivalry arises from the only rocking chair. Had a chat with Yvonne in the office, she gave me the idea of the rocking horse is big enough to be ridden by my two girls, and thus I do not need to buy two rocking chairs. Thank Goodness that I got the contact of the seller. Call him up to make a return and exchange arrangement. Pay him another RM20.
There, you see my two girls were happily rocking on their new toy. I know I have made the right choice. Seeing them rocking on the horse reminded me of my childhood.
The rattan toy that I like best in my childhood is the crib for my teddy bear. I loved rocking my teddy bear prior to my own nap time.
A few months ago, I bugged my husband to buy this rattan crib for my two girls. In fact, I was the one wanting.
My childhood memory only has rattan toys and teddy bears. I never had a Barbie doll, Lego, or any Fisher Price toys like the kids now. I remember that I brought a rattan basket to school during my primary education. It was a trend that time for boys and girls to carry the rattan school bag, just like the kids having the back pack and trolley school bags now.
Of course my childhood memory also included those not very fond one, all because of this rattan. It had made me to who I am now.