Becca Land

Meisu!*

Some little girls love dolls. Not me. I was always a stuffed animal person. I had (and have) quite a few. They had names and personalities and relationships even a land they lived in. I called it Becca Land, and I would go visit them and even spoke their language (I just babbled... it's kind of fun you should try it).

Sharry, Llamo (the llama from Ecuador), Tansy (Heroine of my first chapter book), Pyrite (faithful steed of Sir Hoff A Lot), Glowie, Colby Smi (the Adventurer), and Berry

Not long ago one of my nieces asked why I only had Oafrid (my stuffed Cow) at the foot of my bed, and all my other stuffed animals were stuffed in my closet or downstairs in boxes. I tried to explain that they didn't really fit on my bed, I'm too big now. She suggested other places, that were more in the way, and than explained that she slept with all her animals and dolls even though she had to sleep under them. I didn't quite know what to say because I didn't think she would understand anything I told her. At her age I too slept with all my stuffed animals. Then they weren't in the way.

In a lot of ways I've outgrown Becca Land but I still love them. Sometimes it is even hard to watch my nieces and nephews play with them because they don't play with them right. Wonder is a boy, and Fluzz is Honey's baby!

I'm not exactly sure what I am trying to say, but the inhabitants of Becca Land really were a large part of my childhood.

My first and second loves: Stuffed Animals and Books. Bones, Wyvern, Fleece, Rain, Scar, Neo, Wascally Whennie, Twinkle, Splash (two of Chip's best friends), Purple, Blue Eyes (Mother of Snowjumper, and Graypaw), Sappo, Prince, Squawky, Quis and Pobble's legs.

*Probably the only consistent Becca Language word. It means 'greetings.'