I remember my childhood when my five years old nephew showed me his piggy bank. I have piggy bank too when he was at my age. My savings accounts are in my piggy bank. My eldest sister will always tricked me to broke it an buy ice cream or chocolate but I didn’t believe her. Until it was already full and my mother decided to open a bank saving account and we went to the bank bringing my piggy. What a delightful scene the next that happen.

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