Old? Me? Nah...not at thirty-five. Mid-life crisis? eh...maybe, but I'd like to live past 70, though! I guess today just got to me. At school this afternoon, I ran into a sweet gentleman who overheard a conversation between a student and I. He mentioned how most students never forget their teachers (one would hope, I guess). Then, as I was stapling up the last strip of the bulletin board I was working on, he mentioned a name, and BOY did my head turn. He had recognized me as his son's third grade teacher from way back when! It was his son's name that he called out and I refuse to forget a kid that I have spent 10 months out of year teaching. His son, now a Junior in high school, was my student seven years ago. Time flies, but that couldn't be enough to push my mind back to ancient sentiments, could it? Nah.
Smiling, as I arrived home, content from the trip down memory lane, I let my chin hit the table when I saw one of those many Christmas catalogs that fill the mailbox this time of year. The front cover showed off "classic" toys. Right smack on the front was this one...
Okay, not this one EXACTLY, but it was idea enough to make me look online to see EXACTLY what was out there. ETSY is FULL of vintage vendors selling MY toys. YES. MY TOYS. At three years old, I had a clock just like this one! And now to find that they are reproducing them for inflated prices just because it pulls on my heartstrings? Of course. Exactly.
Smiling, as I arrived home, content from the trip down memory lane, I let my chin hit the table when I saw one of those many Christmas catalogs that fill the mailbox this time of year. The front cover showed off "classic" toys. Right smack on the front was this one...
Okay, not this one EXACTLY, but it was idea enough to make me look online to see EXACTLY what was out there. ETSY is FULL of vintage vendors selling MY toys. YES. MY TOYS. At three years old, I had a clock just like this one! And now to find that they are reproducing them for inflated prices just because it pulls on my heartstrings? Of course. Exactly.
The more I looked through the shops, the more I longed to regress to my little pink bedroom and my ply-board toybox. The best part about this was MOST of these toys are toys that my Mom kept for me. And even BETTER is that most of them are in better shape than these on ETSY. Would I sell them? Heck no. Aly and Brandan have played with my little Fisher Price house and it's Little People. Yup...If you looked close enough you saw the sesame street people too...got 'em! Everyone from Oscar the Grouch popping out of his can to Grover and Gordon and Mr. Hooper. Now, if you remember Mr. Hooper...you might just start feeling the age creep up on you.
I do love me some vintage, but when my OWN possessions are considered timeless, classic editions...well, that's another story.
UGH.
2 comments:
OK...First of all, I'm older than you by a few years and I had all of those same toys (Yes, including the Sesame Street Little People), and I would not call them vintage. LOL
Second, isn't it wonderful when you bump into kids or their parents that you had many years prior? The worst is when they are parents now and THEIR children are old enough to be one of your students now too!! :(
Awww, fun fun fun! I had Little People and they were so much better then the ones K and A have. That is so so so awesome that your Mom saved them for you and that B and A played with them!
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