Compared to what Alessia, his eyes fully cured forgotten in the corner of the store, fully absorbed

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Alessia, as a child, had been shown to have a simple soul, unlike other girls her age whose mental breakdown, at times, could present problems, complex, and sometimes difficult to understand.
Enacts its interaction with the outside world trying to satisfy his personal needs game with simple objects, primary, which made the daily life in the availability and anyone else probably would have done so simply considering them only to throw the useless objects, the waste.
This peculiarity of his character was often the object of astonishment and perplexity on the part of his parents canister sets who, for food, and maybe even stimulate the curiosity of this ten year old girl, had tried to bring to your attention, its unripe curiosity, canister sets toys complex, articulated opportunities for fun, to which she promptly with disarming simplicity, he used to shun.
Placing himself with soft-spoken, equidistant detachment from all these varied opportunities that became available to the parents, the child (as he used to call her dad at the time when, with critical tone and a bit 'worried, he deepened his wife this singular aspect canister sets of His character) dropped with disinterest eloquent as she was offered to take refuge in the elementary forms of the game are simple, almost primitive.
Not infrequently his favorite game items appeared to be, to name a few, a spool of cotton wood for the vacuum which imparted imaginative plots paths on the carpet at home, old cardboard boxes colored in better times had risen to the rank wedding favors for important celebrations of the family, rather than irregular hen scratchings colored pebbles on the shore of the sea in the endless summer days.
In this sense, one of his favorite activities - which surprisingly and promptly had the ability to fully supplant toys more comprehensive and more popular among girls of her age - was to insert colorful beads. This kind of game was introduced, by accident, in his life, in the sphere of its pastimes, its home games as a child.
Her dad, on the occasion canister sets of a good vote taken to school, canister sets reward her, had brought with him near his home in the most accorsato toy store to make them choose - between canister sets the ranks of lifelike dolls, board games and challenging role, complex and hyper video game console - the subject of dreams most surprising (and with good intentions, more expensive) which would have to pass, according to him, most of his day playing.
On that occasion, Alessia, leaving thrilled and maybe even a bit 'worried about the astonished clerk at the store, had refused an increasing number of proposals for toys (a common child would literally ripped from the shelves with both hands) to find a little corner in view of a shop-worn and dated wooden box containing colored beads to make jewelry elementary.
He was immediately identified canister sets that kind of game, among hundreds of colorful, amazing, although current toys on the shelves, as if he knew, as always, where it had been placed in the store years ago, almost forgotten, such an "eighth wonder" playful.
In this sense, the salesman, trying to make the most of his trade, in an unusual sort extemporaneously agreement with dad (if he had understood the strange mood of the child), had tried to submit, in a crescendo descriptive without any apparent success, the most diverse and engaging toys.
Compared to what Alessia, his eyes fully cured forgotten in the corner of the store, fully absorbed than the explanations and proposals that were not received by engaging both sides (even the father, to tell the truth, did his part very well) , had already decided the object of his desires that he would, canister sets shortly thereafter, took it home and that would have filled so completely fulfilling, according to his unique minimalist point of view, his most personal days of childhood canister sets games .
At one point, leaving behind the commess