It also survived a house fire! My mom would sort our toys into bins and would store some of them in the outside shed, rotating the boxes so we would get a new batch of toys every so often and not get bored with the toys and start fighting with each other. In 1990 our trailer house burned down. Many things were lost but no one was hurt. Things can be replaced, people can't. We did have some things that were saved, all the photo albums, some family heirlooms that my dad grabbed for my mom, my moms mending basket (the albums we grabbed because of our fire plan, everything else was random). We also had the toys and items stored in the shed. This apple was out there, probably because all of us were too old to play with it anymore.
When I had my own kids it was given back to me so my own kids could play with it. Yes, this apple is at least 30 years old, depending on how old I was when I first received it! Inside the apple it has one of those Chinese hand exercise balls that rings a pleasant note when it is rolled. My two boys didn't really play with it as babies, but my daughter has taken to playing with it (smile)! Something little and silly, but it gives me a warm fuzzy feeling to see her playing with something that was mine. I hear the jingle as she plays with it and smile when I hear her talking to the face of the apple. It also makes me dream "maybe someday we (my daughter and I) will pass the Happy Apple onto her children and continue the generational jingle.
| Cadence with the Happy Apple, see my teeth marks on the eye! |
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