What did you do as a child that you feel guilty about even to this day?
While growing up, my family raised baby chickens, correct term ‘chicks’ in our backyard at my hometown in Malaysia. I was 5 or 6 years old when I started adoring chicks. I played endlessly and sometimes refuse to eat my meals unless the chicks ate with me as well. I know it sounds weird, but I was so young at that time *blush*.
One morning, my dad took me to the local supermarket to get some meat from our butcher. I was so excited when we arrived. I saw chicks are sold in the market as well. But I was more intrigued with the variety of colors on the furry feathers of the chicks. I was so anxious to own all of them. Heck, dad had to buy for me. I got them home and immediately try to get the colored chicks acquainted with the dull ones.
encl. image from wikipedia.