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Originally Posted by Aliantha

I had a golliwog when I was kid. She was beautiful. I loved her better than any of my other dolls. In fact, I paid no attention to any other doll or soft toy at all.

Then the dogs chewed her up. I was very very sad.

Sounds like a scene from an anti-slavery novel.


Sometimes I'm a sook, but it upsets me when a child's loved toy gets senselessly destroyed ... so sad, so incomprehensible. Yet part of learning about the world I suppose.