It was an emerald green Ford Zephyr, a perfect copy of the original. It had a smooth suspension, and Worn could even open the tiny front doors. His first Matchbox car, a Christmas present in the early 60-s in Debrecen.
Worn smelled it, caressed it, watched and listened to it running, he took it with him to school. He built a cardboard highway system with a bridge and tunnel and even an ideal house proportional to the car.
This toy kept him having fun for months or even years to come.
Later, his first radio-cassette-recorder.
A classic typewriter, a 1923 Underwood.
A fountain-pen - a gift from his girlfriend, made in that stationery paradise, Japan. Printed across its slim, silver body a sentence in English whispered:
She dreamt of the pretty toy ...
The computer Worn bought for his own birthday now serves as his whole office. All in one. A music studio, a radio player with thousands of stations from all around the planet, it is his cinema, photo lab, library, a limitless source of reading material, it is a post office that connects him with friends and family on other continents in a second.
Could you measure joy? Could you compare the fun you were able to have with a toy at the age of ten and with another one - today?
