Why is the first time for any experience, good or bad, always remembered vividly when brought to mind.
Easily, this one popped into my head with electrifying response from just a word.
I remember this one so well, joyfully, of a foot -long, fat, cardboard tube.
It was placed into my hands with instructions to look into the tiny hole and twist.
I was a youngster of under 10 years of age holding an amazing, new object setting my imagination awhirl.
The kaliedoscope was a world of color, shapes, and marvel, changing as I twirled with such ease, just like my life has done since those early years.