I still remember that summer day I first laid my eyes on that rusty thing. I was 5 or 6 years old and besides me was Adelin, my best friend. We were playing in my grandparents’ front garden carefully trying to avoid the sharp needles of the red roses. We used to build these small houses out of fallen tree branches after Adelin came back home from school. We both enjoyed creating something new every time and, of course, we had a lot of fun destroying everything afterwards.
In that day, as we were digging the foundation of our newest branch home, we discovered something new in the ground. It was a round, reddish metal covered with dirt that resembled a coin, but was bigger than everything we have seen before. It had a man riding a horse on one side and a big crown wrapped around a tree on the other side. This was a genuine treasure and we felt like nothing less than real explorers!
It’s been almost 20 years now and I still keep it. I discovered afterwards that it was actually a 1939 bronze medal given for the 100 years birth celebration of Carol, the First King of Romania. It’s a small symbol of a long past time. Although now it doesn’t have a big value on the market, I still keep it in my chest of childhood memories.
Unfortunately I haven’t seen Adelin in years – we have gone separate ways and we even live in different countries, far from my grandparents’ front garden. My only hope is that there’s going to be another summer day in which we will meet. This time I’ll let him keep our treasure for the next 20 years.