today i was caring for my tama and got thinking about how much they have changed over the years. now im a bit young so i never got the chance to own a p1 when they first came out (but i do have one) but i do have my very first tama. its been a while since i have played with a tama and when i got my first one (a v2) going again, oh so many memories!!! does any one else get that feeling? when you play with an older tama that you own do you get that weird feeling that you just love them and they have bought you so much joy?
so after all that heres my point: stories! whats the most scary, exiting, got something awesome in the post, meaningful story that you remember when you hold a tama!
i'll go first...
one day my family decided to go camping so of couse i brought my tama. i had to change the batteries but when i put the tama back together it wouldn't work! i was so upset over it. partly because i didnt really have any friends growing up so i would sneak my tama into school so i ouldnt feel so lonely. my dad new how much it ment to me so he spent the whole night fixing it. when i got up a saw my dad with bags under his eyes, holding a cup of tea and... my tama!! it was the best feeling knowing that my dad cared about me enough to fix a toy he believed to be a bit silly. plus i had my little friend back!!