casettes

I'm testing the tapes I'll be bringing to the home tomorrow. Sigh... they bring back such lovely memories and I am getting reluctant to give them away. I've saved up (or begged) terribly for them when I was a kid. These tapes were the thing I looked forward to everytime I go home from school (or rather 7-11 because I stayed there till 3.30pm after school time). Now I know why I have China accent. I hated reading Chinese books so the only way to interest me was by Chinese cassette tapes. Haha! Mystery Solved!

P.S: I'm very very reluctant to give away Pete's Dragon... I used to tear at the Pete the magic Dragon song because it was so sad how Pete neglected him as he grew up. That bastard...