I have had this little wooden pencil case with me for abut 2 years. It is the most precious gift that i have because it was made for me by my late grandfather for my 11th birthday. My grandfather was a good carpenter. After he retired, he continue to spend his time on woodwork. He liked to work in the garden where it was cooler and larger. I used to sit beside him and watch he hammered away. One day, I couldn't find my grandfather in his unusual place in the garden. After hunting high and low. I found him in his room. His head was bent over a rectangular object and his hands were busy carving something. As soon as he saw me, he hid the object behind his back and smiled guiltily, like someone caught in a naughty act. Just before my birthday, my dear grandfather fell sick. On the eve of my birthday, he passed away. The next day, i found the wooden pencil case in his drawer. There were some words carved on it:"Happy birthday to my beloved grandaughter".I was touched. So that was what my grandfather had been so secretive about. Since that day, i have always cherished the birthday gift from my grandfather. To me, it is a priceless gift.