Ryan's favourite Medals

I used to be quite an athlete. Note that the keywords here are "used to be".

I had won lots of medals (more than 100) from school and army. Majority of them were sprinting medals. I also have medals from soccer, hockey, swimming, scouting, chess, gynmnastics etc .... hey, do i sound like i am boasting here?

My mother has thrown at least half of them away when we shifted house. When I got married and each time I moved house, I threw more away. What I have left in my cabinet are those more sentimental ones to remind me of the "glorious" days.

Ryan called me on the telephone one day, probably after admiring my medals.

Ryan: daddy, do you know which is my favourite medal?

Me: What do you mean? You have only one golf medal isn't it?

Ryan: No. I mean your medals.

Me: Hmmm.... my swimming medals? (cos they are taller)

Ryan: No.

Me: Running? (I have more of those)

Ryan: No.

Me: hockey? ...... gymnastics?..... blah blah blah...

Ryan: No... No.... No...... give up?

Me: Ok, give up.

Ryan: The one that is on top of the cupboard?

Me: (wondering) which one?

Ryan: The one that is very tall?

Me: Oh..... that one!! (I won that as "Mr. Personality - runner up" in NUS)

Ryan: You know which one? I want to get that one next time. How do you get it?

Me: (trying not to laugh as i try to kid him) First of all, you must be handsome. Then you must be humourous and a lot of girls must like you. (Hey people, stop throwing eggs at me. I was only kidding him)

Ryan: Eeeeeeee....... don't want to win that already.