Blackboard

There is a blackboard in my parents’ house. My brothers and I have been familiar with the blackboard since we were little, and we used to play with it, writing pictures, letters, and numbers on it. My grandparents used it for taking notes.

The other day, when I took my son and daughter from my parents’ house, my son started writing the alphabet on the blackboard. I was surprised that he could write very well. My son said that next time he would like to draw with red and blue chalk. We believe that the blackboard, loved by all generations, is our treasure.