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The article says it - kids from richer countries are less willing to share their toys, even though they have tons of them.
 
That doesn't necessarily have to mean anything. I had a huge amount of toys as a kid, and I was very possessive about them. Today, I am quite the opposite. I still own very much stuff (way too much), but I really don't have any affection to it. If my place burned down and all of my things were gone, I don't think I'd care very much. Sometimes, I even wish it would happen.
 
It does reflect their attitude towards possessions later in life in a way. I didn't care about my toys -- I used to throw them, break them, leave them on the playground. Today I do the same to my possessions. I don't care if I drop them, lose them, scratch them or break them. They look awful and I waste money because I have to buy new stuff regularly. My husband is the complete opposite -- he's obsessed with things and would do the impossible to keep them in an impeccable condition. I hate that -- it seems such a fuss over umimportant things. He used to do that with his toys as well.
 
I just like to see all the different toy collections these kids have and that no matter the differences between them a toy is a toy to a kid, doesn't matter if its an expensive toy store product, a matchbox car or small teddy, the kids love the stuff they have :)
 
Yeah, I have no understanding for that "mint condition" craze. All my stuff has a lot of mileage. My magazines all have rips, many of my books have dog-ears (if they're lucky), and you should have seen the cellphone I've had for nine years. I treat other people's stuff well, but my own... I mean, it's just stuff. I don't buy a book to put it on the shelf so it looks nice, but to read and use it. I buy a record to play it, what's the point of having it tucked away somewhere where nobody sees it, just so it remains in prime condition? As a kid, all my action figures were broken because I played with them. I sometimes dropped them two stories just to see if they survive (usually, they didn't).
 
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I love this one in particularly. I like that her parents gave her toys to "help" around the farmstead ;) Also those are some of the happiest cows I've ever seen
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It's snowing like crazy...in March. And it's only 0°C. I hate it when it's snowing while it's not cold.

:D Sorry, but i gave a few laughs at this...

I had a huge amount of toys as a kid, and I was very possessive about them. Today, I am quite the opposite. I still own very much stuff (way too much), but I really don't have any affection to it. If my place burned down and all of my things were gone, I don't think I'd care very much. Sometimes, I even wish it would happen.

I also had a huge amount of toys, and while i was possessive about them i let my neighbourhood friends play with them. The other way around didn't happen like that: one of my childhood friends even had a special place for his toys, behind a closed window and in their boxes. He wasn't even allowed to play with them much...:eek:

Since i was the older one, i always felt this gap of generation - he was much more into computers than i was back then, and i think the 1980's had the last generational childhood that played in the streets even with their toys, without feeling ashamed or embarrassed. Something we probably don't see anymore in large cities - at least i don't see anyone using the basketball baskets anymore in my old neighbourhood, or playing football, or skating around - they are all in their homes doing that with playstations or something alike.

My problem is because of life and family vicissitudes, i think i've lost more than 2\3 of all my toys.

Yeah, I have no understanding for that "mint condition" craze(...). All my stuff has a lot of mileage. As a kid, all my action figures were broken because I played with them. I sometimes dropped them two stories just to see if they survive (usually, they didn't).

My toys were very used (like everything else) and that is the main reason i miss not having them around- like a huge part of my childhood was chopped off - and i did have a very happy childhood (quite happier than my first adult years, by far).

Luckily, off the surviving stuff, i have about 40 diecast models my grandfather used to bring me since i was 4 or something - and some of them keep a layer of plasticine inside them. I want in future providing them a honour place, with all the other survivors. With all their broken windows, doors, missing legs and heads. I feel like i'm honoring my grandfather's memory and anybody that offered me a toy - and that made me a lucky one, since i know that are millions of kids without a single one.
 
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