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nothing.
It was now lunchtime. Father <strong>and</strong> Gr<strong>and</strong>mother went in
to have lunch. I did not follow them. Instead, I played with my
bow <strong>and</strong> arrows for the rest of the day. I ate nothing. I
remember every moment of that day - a day that made a deep
impression. The bow <strong>and</strong> arrows were my first toys. They made
me happy, <strong>and</strong> when I saw other children playing with their
modern toys, I no longer envied them. In fact, other children
were jealous of my bow <strong>and</strong> asked their fathers to make bows
<strong>and</strong> arrows for them. This first toy made me feel proud among
the other children for the first time in my life.
An old, valuable pot in the author's home, used as decoration.
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