I come from a frugal family. When I was a kid, I was affirmatively brainwashed by my parents to save every centavo I acquire instead of hitting the sari-sari store for cheap candy and marbles. Thus, they finally bought me a money container for my growing net worth. As time wafts by, economic stability fluctuates; the Apple era emerges; commercial banks now offer ATM accounts to minors. And I’ m a college student now, still faithfully using the same container to store all my saved allowance.
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