Long Long Time Ago...We were having a family reunion at my Mom's house.
All my little nieces and nephews were there.
The day before. I collected some of my old marbles, pocket knife and other nicknacks which I had left behind at home, and I added a pile of those gold wraped chocolate coins which they sold back then.
I put them all in an old wooden jewelry box I had made in school shop, wraped a chain around it and used an old padlock to secure the lid, after that, I buried it in a local mound of dirt in the back yard, with just a little of the top exposed.
That night after our BQ, we sat around the camp fire where I told the young ones how Pirates once roamed these Praires and buried treasures in mounds of dirt just like that one over there.
I bet them, that if they looked close, maybe they might even ,find a buried treasure.
Well, they scurried off and it was not long before screams of glea were heard and they came dragging their treasure chest back to us.
I told them (knowing the combination lock's number) that I could probably pick it by listening to the tumblers.
I took my time and when it broke open there was a frenzy.
My youngest nephew grabed the pocket knife opening it up and running around with the biggest grin on his face.
The look on my sister's face was one of horror but she let him keep it, she told me later he slept with it by his bed every night until he left home.
The treasure was not one of gold, silver or jewels...but the look of excitement on those little faces sure was!
