When I was young, being given ‘options’ was a treat.
When I was young, being given ‘options’ was a treat. It felt empowering — as though I were in complete control of my destiny. ‘Do you want to play Monopoly or Careers?’
‘You have a choice — a Zoom or a Fab, what will it be?’
‘If you have a bath now and get ready for bed you can stay up and watch either Top of the Pops or The Persuaders — you decide.’
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