Watching Doraemon's beginnings made me appreciate him more and understand his devotion to Nobita in a much deeper sense. He was, after all, just like Nobita, a clumsy amateur cat-robot with bullies of his own and a girl that makes his days a little more pleasant despite of the hardships. The bond he had with Sewashi, the grandson of his eventual master, was very adorable as well. I also loved how the very idea of Doraemon took form from a manga artist's desperate search for a new story into a dream, a fateful encounter with some random toy, and eventually into a legacy that proves timeand time again the importance and magic of friendship.

I think I've fallen in love with this series even more now. ♥