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I've never had a Tamagotchi.
And I lived right in the era of the explosion of a small contaminant virtual chick, so I was kind of a little black chick.
My grandmother must have heard someone speak ill of him, or seeing a news report in which he lists the potential dangers and where it is compared to the drug. Or both, which led to a single result. Nothing Tamagotchi for Faith.
For months, I saw dogs and pigs buy one or more.
For months, my grandmother said, "Never!"
Then one day, passing the Playground, I spoke of yet another friend who had one (because, mind you, my tactics included do not ask it directly, but always making from his friends who had and had not yet dead) and she said annoyed, "Okay, enough! I understand. "
I jerked back and went into the play.
That woman, as always, made me a bitch just when I could get what I wanted. But
surprise. Finite
.
had passed the months of Tamagotchi. No more
Tamagotchi. I
butchers a Digimon. (see Figure explanatory)
And I was a little chick and black, because no one else had and I could not "fight".
And because it was before the coming of the Digimon and Pokemon, which would be landed in Italy until years later. Bella
Merd
* When they returned to fashion, as family, I have not taken because it did not seem the case.
Therefore, in the cold rainy days, a Faith in mind is the insane idea to buy a Tamagotchi.
But then I'd rather spend that money on other things.
Or spend it all.
But then, above all, I wonder "what?" *
and everything passes.
for a while '.


* If this were a book (God forbid) there would be a note in Appendix explanatory, reciting: "For what?" was the way we used to Sana and I give the old and Ascope game that is nothing but life. Move like pieces, roll the data forward or backward, between traps and forks, never forget, for every move, to ask each other: "For what?".