obscure memories...

when i was little, someone gave me this set of kids coloring books that talked about cleanliness and being a good friend and stuff like that. they even had little characters that told you how to act in every situation...one was good and one was a little imp. there were like seven of these books and they came with crayons. they were nice enough, i guess, but at the time i hated "kids books" with big print and little words (i started reading at 18 months of age and preferred more serious material), i guess at one point i ripped the set to shreads...i just founds a box full of pieces of moral books and coloring crayons... ahh memories. why would anyone keep this? we've moved at least 10 times since then. why would anyone pack this with us? it kinda makes me sad though...i can't even remember where we were living then...