Daily Prompt: Prized Possession

Describe an item you were incredibly attached to as a child. What became of it?


This was my most prized possession when I was growing up.  It was an AM transistor radio that I carried with me everywhere.

Then one day it disappeared and I searched high and low for it, crying my eyes out for I loved it dearly.  Then one day as I walking past the servants’ quarters I heard them listening to the afternoon dramas then called “Verboten” (Imagine hearing it said with the “V” pronounced as “B”) which featured some racy dialogues in the dialect, and some pretty interesting sound effects, too.

As I looked into the room, I saw my prized possession right there with them but they chased me out of the room before I could snatch it back.

I missed that radio so much that a hundred years later, I bought a vintage one on Etsy.

And though I got to reclaim a bit of my childhood, reception is a whole different story altogether.

It’s still as bad as I remembered it.

3 thoughts on “Daily Prompt: Prized Possession

  1. That’s awful! Couldn’t you get it back!? My most prized possession was my teddy called ‘Big Ted’ who was taken everywhere with me. Even when I moved to the UK for 8 years in my 20’s he came with me. I still have him, he sits on a shelf in my study

    1. No, I never got my radio back at all. They fired her after that because they found that she stole my mother’s jewelry and at least they got that back, but not my radio. I remember running after the car that took her away and almost getting run over because all I ever wanted was that radio back.

      But these days I have it in the garage though (the one I bought on Etsy), so I figured that in some ways, I did get it back. Even though it would be years and years later.

      Some things you just gotta do yourself 😉

      1. That is awful! I have an terrible image in my head of you running after the car! 😦 at least you have another. Maybe it’s the same one…

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