Marvin's Ideas

We all know the feeling of losing something very special. Late back when I was still in my early years of education, I still remember that I was the crying boy of our family. Almost every day I lost my belongings such as the pencils and when I arrived at our house mama would always check my bag. It was amazing that she was able to have something like an inventory sheet on her mind every time she’s doing it. Now, why am I called crying boy? Well it is because if mama will found out that something is missing in my bag, she would ask me of where was it? Is it already busted or just left away by the wind? Off course, I need to be wise enough so that I wouldn’t be caught that I lost something. But mama was wiser than what I was thinking. She was able to manage an investigation right away, after my answers. At the end of the conversation, I will end up getting my painful ears and teary eyes.