Do you remember your favorite book from childhood?
It has to be Heidi by Joanna Spyri.
I used to imagine that I had a grandfather, I didn’t, both died long before I was born and he lived like Heidi’s grandfather up in the Alps.
I could imagine the little wooden hut and my cosy little bed covered with a sheep fleece. It was always warm and we spent our day out on the mountain. I know, I was very naive at 16 😂
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