Box of crayons
Do you still remember the time that our parents bought us this strange yet colorful thing? That whenever we draw or write on a paper, each thing gives out a different color, and then later on when we become older and intelligent, that's when we realize that it was a box of crayons. We always ask our parents to buy this whole set of crayons with many different colors. We wanted them to be perfect and look fresh after we use them that every time we break one by an accident we suddenly throw them or cry out loud then we dragged our parents to the bookstore and buy a whole new bigger set. Children are very gullible and cheery people. Small tokens will already mean a big thing for them. Especially when you buy them a box of new crayons, with hundreds of different colors. It's like they're experiencing heaven.
I myself was like that. I remembered when my family and I visited my grandparents in America. It was summer, latter part of May, which means buying a new set of crayons for the coming school year. My dad saw this pack of crayons that has 109 different colors in it. A big grin stretched in my face, I jumped for joy, for I have a new set of crayons. I went back here in the Philippines, anxious to use the box of crayons; I bought a coloring book and started to color. Due to my excitement, one of the crayons broke. Secretively, I threw them in the trash bin. Then got a different color. I went back to school, proud that I have new crayons. But in the end, all got broken, some got flattened, I cried when I got home, and from then on, my parents bought me crayons that has 16-24 colors in them. Now, instead of crayons, color pencils are what I'm going after at.
It made me realize that small things can already make a person happy. Like whenever you draw your parents a very meaningful drawing, they appreciate it. Like children, when they receive a box of crayons.