I'm catching up on this series of blogging prompts. This one is: what was the first gift that you received?
Heavens, I can't remember! I'm sure it was long, long ago, at an early Christmas or birthday. But I surely do not remember.
So I will do what some other bloggers following this series of prompts have done, and write about a memorable gift from my childhood. I was about eight years old the Christmas I received it.
Unfortunately, I cannot show a photograph of it. I doubt one can be found these days. It was whimsical, a product of the late 1950s, when I received it. It was a stuffed . . . er . . . animal. Or something. It looked sort of like a monkey, with gangly arms and legs, but had a face more like some sort of alien from outer space. It was garishly colored. When my brother and sister and I were permitted to come out of our rooms to the living room, I saw it under the tree -- my mother had apparently not even entertained the thought of wrapping such a strangely-shaped thing -- I exclaimed, "That's great! What is it?"
It became known as "Whatsit." I had "Whatsit" until, threadbare and bedraggled, it finally had to be given up. Even today, some 58 years later, I laugh when I think of "Whatsit."