Over the National holidays, my father bought this huge new Panasonic Plasma TV. I was thrilled at the size of the TV when he took me to the store and showed me that.The "WOW! No way!" kind of thoughts were still running through my head as I sat at the sofa in the living room and watching at the widescreen. The interesting thing about widescreen is that everthing seems shorter and ...fatter (I think it's somewhat funny). But overall, it is as luxurious as having a small private cinema at home. :)
The old TV is still watchable, but just doesn't work so well at times,plus the new one is not cheap, which was why mum and I asked dad to think twice before he bought the new one. But I assumed dad was right in sticking to his purchase philosophy - buy things with better quality and relatively higher yet affordable price. The old one he bought has been used for 17 years without repairs.
Speaking of the ole TV, I remember a funny scene: one day 17 years ago,when I was back home from the kindergarten, I hit my nose at a big and tall case sitting at the door. It took me quiet a while to realize it was a new TV (a big one to me at that time). Then for the next 30 mins, I danced around the case quite the way an Australian aboriginal did around his prey over fire. Haha...I had an insane kind of excitement in me, I guess.
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I was small (maybe 5 years old) the winter I traveled with my dad from Dallas to Milwaukee by train. We changed trains in Chicago.
Upon exiting the first train in Chicago and walking along the long sidewalk (between trains) to enter the station, I noticed how huge the engine was.
Trains are still tall today. But if trains are 3 or 4 times my height now, they are about 7 or 8 times taller than a 5 year old boy.
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