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What Too Much Thomas Does to a Child


This is a picture of me, back in our old apartment at Somerset. You can tell from our apartment that it was merely a humble abode with everything I ever needed. Well, it was humble enough until I saw something on TV. Or at the library. Or at Barnes & Noble. And then I absolutely needed it, no matter how much it costed, or whether we even had any room for it back in the apartment. We were at Toys R Us that evening, and it was the usual window-shopping, until I happened to stumble upon a train set that happened to be so beautiful that only god himself could rival its beauty. You see, I had always wanted a train set to call my very own, even from a young age. My aspirations were habituated slowly by watching Thomas & Friends for hours upon hours each day, but I never realized my love for these toys until a visit to Barnes & Noble changed my life in ways I can barely describe. I was just wandering around, trying to find a book on dinosaurs or the Magic Tree House series or something along those lines, when all of a sudden, I spotted the most majestic thing my eyes ever laid sight on: The Thomas & Friends Wooden Railway. I was instantly hooked. My insatiable desire to play with the train set grew into a necessity. I couldn't go a day without dragging my parents to Barnes & Noble just so I could have one more touch of the smooth, vibrant paint polished upon the masterfully cut engines. Fast forward to the day at Toys R Us, and I had just laid my eyes upon the hottest object on the planet 😩. Every fiber in my body told me that I needed that train set, and I wasn't retreating back to my den until I had captured my winnings for the day. There was only one problem, though. The train set itself cost upwards of $200. My parents didn't have that kind of money to spend at their disposal, and even if they did, they definitely did not want to spend their hard-earned money like that. They initially tried refusing and dragged my arm to move into the next section. But I wasn't about to go down like that. I immediately plopped down to the ground and began sobbing tears of desperation. I refused to be picked up, and I became a hysterical mess. Streams of tears flowed down my face, and deafening noises flew out of my mouth. But what happened after that? All you need to know is that this picture would have never been taken if I wasn't such a charming, young man with a plethora of words at his disposal 😎.

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  1. Great post. I also grew up with a train set like that, but I can’t remember how I convinced my parents to buy it.

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  2. Ah yes, children are experts at making a convincing argument for whatever they want. The best form of persuasion: children throwing tantrums and annoying the crap out of people.

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  3. Very good post. I like your use of irony and humor at the end. Also Screaming and crying is our secret weapon as children. I also have that train set but I don't know when my parents bought it. Maybe it was a hand me down.

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  4. I really liked your description and how you told the story of how you convinced your parents to get you the train set. I feel like we all related to your form of persuasion, as many kids throw tantrums and cry to get what they want. Great Job!

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