A Forgotten Treasure

Hooray for the Thanksgiving and Christmas seasons. *Note that was just oh so full of "excitement".

In reality, I don't thoroughly enjoy these two holiday seasons, or New Years for that matter. Why? There are many reasons as to why this is the case. Thanksgiving and Christmas are usually spent with a lot of family, extended and whatnot, which is normally a good thing. But as the years keep on coming it gets worse for me because my cousins all keep getting married, so when I go to these holiday gatherings I'm there alone. Let me reiterate that for you. Alone. It gets boring at a family holiday gathering because you are in a confined house, with minimal space, crowded with people. And the mass majority, if not all, have someone to be there with. There are only two cousins of mine, younger ones, that are not married yet. Most of my cousins have kids, who are even dating. So yeah, where does that put me? In an awkward, boring, lonely situation, thats where. Plus all my cousin's kids bug me, more some than others. I understand they are excited for the holiday, at grandma's or great grandma's house, but I'd rather not have little kids jumping on me, bugging me, pulling on me, coughing on me, yelling, etc etc etc. (Unless they were my own kids of course.)

Even my two sisters are now married. So I have acquired a niece and a nephew from one of them, it feels like they aren't really my niece and nephew. My mom doesn't feel like that they think of her as grandma. Which is understandable because they already have 2 sets of grandparents, how would you handle a third set? Both my brother-in-law and sister were married before, thus they have their dad's parents, ex-wife parents, and now my sister's parents all as grandparents. It would be hard to adjust to that, especially if you like the pair of grandparents (in this case the ex-wife parents) a lot. I couldn't even think of what, or how, I'd handle that.

Anyway, got off track there. Let's jump back in time to my younger years of Thanksgivings and Christmases. When I was little, there was this toy laser gun. A simple toy, put in a 9volt battery in the handle of the gun, press the trigger and it'd make this delicious, awful, annoying, yet brilliant sound. And the lights at the front would light up when you pulled the trigger(the lights stopped working years ago). That's all it did. Growing up over the years, my grandmother grew, to a sense or point, of hating this annoying little laser gun. The one great thing about this toy gun is the trigger. Its not a normal trigger at all, not your standard image of click and shoot. If you did that with this toy gun the sound would be very short and boring every time you did it. The beautiful thing is, you hold the trigger down for however long you want to. And it'll keep making the sound. Never ending. Ever. Until your finger comes off of it. That's how it works. So if you quickly squeezed it repeatedly you'd get fast annoying laser sounds, or holding it for a long time you'd get the same annoying sound just for a long time. My grandma took to hiding this gun after we'd leave. But every time I went over I'd find it. And blast it. The last time I found it and used it, all my cousin's kids that were there wanted it. That's all they wanted. Annoyed and bugged me for it. It's not theirs though. This small, wondrous, forgotten treasure is part of my past, part of some of my cousin's past, not their kids. They wouldn't treat it well, they'd break it. This was a treasure to us, a treasure of fun and annoyance, a simple toy with power beyond imagination. They don't make good quality toys these days(or anything for that matter), an ancient treasure like this can not be put in the hands of little punks who doesn't know what this toy means, because I know they'd ruin it. And there is definitely no replacing such an item like this. So what happened to this toy? It still exists. In perfect working condition. Hiding. Hiding from those little monsters. Waiting for me to one day claim it once again because my other cousins have forgotten about it. Its a forgotten treasure. But still, a treasure nonetheless. This is what it looks like: