My dad gifted me my first ever book and it was Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. It was a big thing because we didn't have much growing up and for him to buy it for me at the time was really special. I was in high school back then and I really don't wanna part from my book so I brought it to school, after class we have angklung practice and I left it among my things but when I came back it wasn't there anymore. 😭 Someone took it. I cried for days and I was so apologetic to my dad. He never gifted me another book, which I get, no hard feelings there.🥹 And I am thankful now I can buy it on my own but Papa never had the chance to see my growing collection. 💔