It can sit in the corner ignored for days at a time, weeks even. Neglected and relegated to an afterthought by the lack of use and the general apathy from the masters. There are so many things to play with and only three kids to play with them so there is bound to be some toys that fall through the cracks. They get buried in the one of the three toy boxes or lost behind the bed. They fall under the seat in the car or hide in plain sight, visible but unpopular at the moment.
Something changes though, one of the kids finds the toy, discovers it again for the first time and the toy is imbued with worth. The toy transforms from forgotten item to object of desire in one fell swoop. As soon as one of the kids decides this toy is great again the other two buy in completely and are immediately filled with jealousy. They covet the toy and start plotting ways to make it their own like Gollum with his precious. All three boys turn into monsters and it becomes my job to keep them from hurting themselves or others that try to wade into the fray.
The precious toy changes hands three or four times and in that process the shine starts to come of the rose and the transformation has begun again. From coveted object back to forgotten, the boys fight less and less for the toy. Soon it will be dropped in a corner, or put in one of the three toy boxes. It will be lost behind the bed or dropped under the seat in the car. The toy will find a crack or hide in plain sight, invisible from it’s lack of desirability. The toy will have to wait for that next round, though who knows when that will come again.
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