Precious Gift
When I was 5 years old I had to go to hospital to have my tonsils removed. It was the first time I’d been away from home and a frightening experience for a little girl. After the operation my parents visited me and my mother gave me a little cloth horse that she had made herself to comfort me. I called him Bits because he was made from old bits of cloth and wool and loved him dearly. This precious gift has a special place in my heart.
Precious Gift
When I was 5 years old I had to go to hospital to have my tonsils removed. It was the first time I’d been away from home and a frightening experience for a little girl. After the operation my parents visited me and my mother gave me a little cloth horse that she had made herself to comfort me. I called him Bits because he was made from old bits of cloth and wool and loved him dearly. This precious gift has a special place in my heart.