C usually takes a week to finish a book but when the book is not as thick, she can finish it in a day and she has been doing so for 2 weeks now. Some times, she re-reads those that she owns and often she gets her new ones from Sans. I have kind of given up on buying new books (unless they are really good) because of the rate she is going and since we live near a library, it makes perfect sense to borrow books from there too.

She almost cleared out the shelf of this series. Yes, she sits there and reads one book after another and she could effortlessly read 4 of them a day.

It was only in the evening when we made this discovery: there was 1 missing from the lot! C got all flustered as she knew the books didn't belong to her but the library. I had to calm her down and told her to recall the events that had happened. "Toilet! I must have left it there in the cubicle." We called up the Customer Service at the mall to ask if anyone had found and handed them the book but the person who answered our call said no. 

By this time, C was visibly upset and in tears. She was angry with herself for being so careless and insisted on us visiting the mall the next day, in the hope that the book would still be sitting in the cubicle she had left it in. I assured her that we would do that and told her that I would also check our library account to find out if anyone had found the book and returned it to the library. 

Then this greeted me when I logged in this morning. "Thank you so much!" 

Cheryl was thrilled to find her little coin pouch! She had lost it the day before because she left it on the bench at the train station. I didn't notice that she had left it behind and only asked her where it was when we almost arrived at our destination.

Instantly she looked under the seat we were on and then her eyes turned red and she started sobbing. She said she left it on the bench but it was not there anymore. Sigh. I told her to be more careful the next time and to keep it in her bag the next time.

When I related the incident to Daddy, he told me to go to the Control Station to check if anyone had reported its loss.

So the next day, C and I headed for the Control Station immediately. I was half expecting the personnel there to tell me that no one had returned it. After all, the coin pouch was such a cute little thing. But surprise, surprise!

She took it out from their Lost and Found drawer and returned it to Cheryl!

No one was happier than our Little Precious and she kept jumping up and down. When the train arrived, she turned around and said "Mummy, keep in the bag, please."

Yes, she has learnt her lesson.

And a big "Thank you" to whoever had found and returned it.