Not exactly lost. Well, maybe. Maybe I should have fought for it more.
I’m not “youngster”, but I got my first yoyo in 1978, I was 7. If it makes you feel any better, I can’t recall if it was a birthday or Christmas present, since they are around the same time. Anyhow, it was a white wood Duncan Imperial. Not sure if it was a wood axle or metal as I never took it apart. I did not know how to throw it properly, I could never do anything with it. Sleep? Nope. Gravity Pull? Nope. Very frustrating. So, I’ll go skip ahead a few months to when the string finally broke. I was yelled at for breaking my toy, and it was taken away, never to be seen again. Hey, I tried. I wore that string out!
Fast forward to 2011. Decided to get into yoyo. One of my kids decided to get into it too. He received a Yomega Brain in red. He picked it out himself. Tried to steer him to the Duncan Reflex in red, but he knew more or less what he wanted, from knowing nothing. This was back in May. He’s still working on gravity pull, and when he can do that a few times, there’s a ONE waiting for him. Well, he started school in August, and the weekend right before, he lost it. I had taken it away from him the week before, but it was because his younger sister was grabbing it to use it against him. Anyhow, it’s usually a few hour take-away or sometimes an over-nighter depending on the time. I was fairly sure I gave it back, but I can’t always recall. Anyhow, I was worried he was going to be telling his new friends that he lost his BRAIN, but people would think he lost his brain. He can’t find his BRAIN. I could imagine it: “I lost my BRAIN. I can’t find my BRAIN. I don’t know where my BRAIN is. I want my BRAIN back!” I was waiting for that dreaded phone call where the teacher is sure my kid is some sort of nut case and needs professional help, despite how I try to explain this. “No, seriously, its a yoyo. There is a yoyo model called a BRAIN. I even have one myself at home, he’s been using it since he can’t find his”. “Right, whatever…” This wasn’t going to be easy.
Fortunately, last weekend, my wife found his yoyo. She took it away, and in her “putting it away”, as per typical, it was lost. With my kid re-united with his BRAIN, I’m no longer worried about the situation I was concerned about. I have him keep his BRAIN in the case I keep all my other yoyos in. Nothing gets lost anymore!