when I was seven years old, I was given a small wallet to keep my pocket-money in. It made me feel grown up and and i carried it proudly in my hip pocket.
One day, during recess in school, i discovered that my wallet was missing. i searched all my pockets but could not find it. There were a couple of rinngit or so on in the wallet and witout it I could not buy anything to eat.
i was close to tears. it was not so much bcoz of losong my precious wallet but bcoz i might get a scolding from my parents. anyhow i went hungry tat day.
after recess i was in no mood to study at ol. i kept tinkin about ow i lost my wallet and wat my parents would do to me, how was i goin to explain the loss??? i did not know whether someone had pinched it from my pocket or it had merely fallen out. i prayed tat sumone would find it and return it to me,
my prayers come to nought. Fortunately i did not hav to pay to get on my skul bus. my fare was paid fot monthly.
when I told my mother about my loss, she was clearly angry. i received a long lecture about my carelessness. when my dad came home, i received another lecture. also i was told tat there would not be any more wallets for me until i got older.
so for the rest of the year and two years following, i carried my pocket-money(which bcome only a ringit) in my pocket, witout any wallet. i am glad to say i never lost any money again. ilearned to be more careful. it is not pleasant to lose sumting and then get scolded for losing it!!!!
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