Talking about money it reminds me about my piggy bank. The story is when I was young; my father gave me the lovely piggy bank for my birth day. I loved it very much. I felt like it was a pet that I had to feed with my money. I promised myself to feed it one bath per day. I did it every day until it was very heavy, and I was very proud of that. But one day I came back from school, I found that my piggy bank was stolen. It was my brother. He used my money bought his favorite toys. That day I was really angry and I cried a lot. Anyway, until now I never wish to have a piggy bank anymore. For me it’s unacceptable when my money is gone.^^
I have one. It is fine. I mean my piggy bank. My mom gave me when I was 5 years old. My piggy bank never full until now. ha ha ha
ReplyDeleteFor now, it hard to make it full. I understand.^lol^
DeletePatchanee don't be so upset, buy a new piggy bank and start saving again!
ReplyDeleteHow much do you have in your piggy bank now Sunisa?
Ah..I can't save money anymore. Nowadays I use too much!! huh^^
DeleteI don't know. It is a ceramic piggy bank. the only way to know how much money i have is to break it! -_-"
ReplyDeleteDon't break it as yet!
ReplyDelete55^^I don't have a piggy bank and I use the money a lot throughout of my life. O___O
ReplyDeleteHave you saved up for something you like or want to do, Atipong?
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