Frizzy

The very toy I got for my very first birthday was a beautiful doll. Let me share a personal story about my one and only loved toy, Frizzy!

She has these huge bloated out pants and cute miniature elf shoes with fury pom poms on the tips of her twelve inch feet. Her nose looks like Pinocchio but looks don't matter.


 
One very normal morning, for one very normal day everything was superb, until…

We were staying at a fancy hotel. It was like staying in Beverly Hills (not that I have ever been there).

It was a cousin's wedding. Me and Nanny were heading back to Wellington. Finally after about 2 hours (I am guessing) we had landed.

Suddenly…..

"Poof!" I had just remembered I had left my doll Frizzy on the fruit bar table at the hotel. I was devastated. Tears poured out of my eyes. They were like water falls shooting out as fast as a breakneck jet plane!

One week later I received a gift.

I shredded the paper to pieces and my beautiful doll lay there as still as a statue. I picked her up and wrapped my marathon arms around her.

I was so glad to have my precious doll Frizzy back with me, safe in my arms!

Written by Bari Lawrence


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