I remember when I was 6 years old, I wasn’t very good at english and I had a teacher who would tutor me every Wednesday. She was around 60 at the time and was very nice and patient with me. She would give me stickers and prizes after every lesson. When I graduated english she pulled out a bag from her drawer and inside the bag were filled with worry dolls. She told me to choose the worry doll that I was the most drawn to. I then chose the doll with a purple reddish dress and she gave it to me along with the bag. I remember she gave me a sticky note to write down the name I have chosen for the doll. My sister had a friend named Sasha at that time and I thought the name was really cool so I told the teacher I wanted to name my doll “Sasha”. She wrote down the name on the sticky note and put it inside the bag along with the doll. I smiled as she gifted it to me knowing that it would be the last time that I would see her. After that day I started treating Sasha (The worry doll) like my own child. I would carry her in my pocket everywhere I went, I made little beds from the capsules of kinder surprises with tissue, then I would kiss Sasha and tuck her inside her little bed while whispering bedtime stories to her. But one day I lost Sasha and couldn’t find her anywhere. I developed such an emotional attachment to Sasha that I remember breaking down crying like I lost a real child. 20 years later I recently found out that the teacher who used to tutor me had passed away from cancer. Now I’m trying to find youtube tutorials to make a worry doll and relive my childhood and memories I had with her. ❤
Thank you for this great video. I am a therapist and I make worry dolls with kids but I love the idea of letting them sail away in a small boat. Great video x
I remember when I was 6 years old, I wasn’t very good at english and I had a teacher who would tutor me every Wednesday. She was around 60 at the time and was very nice and patient with me. She would give me stickers and prizes after every lesson. When I graduated english she pulled out a bag from her drawer and inside the bag were filled with worry dolls. She told me to choose the worry doll that I was the most drawn to. I then chose the doll with a purple reddish dress and she gave it to me along with the bag. I remember she gave me a sticky note to write down the name I have chosen for the doll. My sister had a friend named Sasha at that time and I thought the name was really cool so I told the teacher I wanted to name my doll “Sasha”. She wrote down the name on the sticky note and put it inside the bag along with the doll. I smiled as she gifted it to me knowing that it would be the last time that I would see her. After that day I started treating Sasha (The worry doll) like my own child. I would carry her in my pocket everywhere I went, I made little beds from the capsules of kinder surprises with tissue, then I would kiss Sasha and tuck her inside her little bed while whispering bedtime stories to her. But one day I lost Sasha and couldn’t find her anywhere. I developed such an emotional attachment to Sasha that I remember breaking down crying like I lost a real child. 20 years later I recently found out that the teacher who used to tutor me had passed away from cancer. Now I’m trying to find youtube tutorials to make a worry doll and relive my childhood and memories I had with her. ❤
That is a wonderful memory!
Thank you for this great video. I am a therapist and I make worry dolls with kids but I love the idea of letting them sail away in a small boat.
Great video x
thank you!
I ❤ worry dolls😊
Fantastic ideas!!! Thank you!
Loved this video, much appreciation ✨🙏🏾✨
Thank you for inspiring kids of all ages…! 🙏
Guatemala is in Central America :(
Thanks!
MY KIDS HAVE 3 WORRY DOLLS A DREAMCACHER AND A ANGIL WORRY DOLL🙏🤴🎅
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