I won’t upload the pics again because they’re all the same, i’ll just put the name of the object above in brackets so you know which one i’m referring to!
(Push Puppet toy)
Memory: My current university project. I’ve been looking at designing my own and as a result have become an avid collector.
Memory: The rubber dress of this turns inside out and a plastic cupcake cover is put over the top to transform the doll into a cupcake (unfortunately I lost the top). What fascinated me most about it was that she actually smells like a cupcake. It may just be my imagination, but even after 22 years the scent still remains.
(Casio Magic Diary)
Memory: My first digital organiser. A pre-historic smartphone, minus the ability to call or text. One of my favorite features of it was being able to create avatars of the contacts in my address book. Ironically, I was too young to call people up on the phone at the time, so I didn’t need their numbers anyway.
Memory: What I loved most about this toy as a child was the fact that I had a mini portable doll house that I could take with me wherever I went. Despite its small loose pieces, I always made sure that not to lose any parts.
(Nintendo Game Boy)
Memory: My first games console. One of my most fond memories was the cold nights in America and me curled up in the backseat of my dads car trying my best to beat my latest Tetris score.
(Green Eggs and Ham by Dr. Seuss)
Memory: The favorite of the 3 Dr Seuss booked I owned. It came with an audio cassette that read the book out to you, but as a child I always preferred reading it myself.
(Mr Men & Little Miss books)
Memory: I owned (and still own) the whole series of these books. My mother was forced to read one book each night before I went to bed. I refused to sleep until that was done.
(Little Mermaid Roller Skates)
Memory: I insisted my mother buy me these, simply because I was obsessed with the Little Mermaid. I remember attempting to skate at the corniche with my friend and her dad, all padded up and holding onto their hands for dear life. To this day I still can’t skate.
(Apple Macintosh computer)
Memory: My mother wrote her PhD thesis on this computer and therefore refuses to dispose of it. This was my first interaction with computer technology. With internet almost non-existent at the time, I would spend my days writing stories and drawing pictures on the Paint program.