Tag Archives: childhood

ApPle Dust

There is a world in an apple- you should know that now that you can do your shoelaces by yourself. It was the night of the 24th and the sky was just the right shade of cheerio black. We lit … Continue reading

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The Tunnel of Boxes

On that day, the girl was not a quarter of a century old, not even a decade, and something had come from far away, in a giant BOX, something exciting, a package of flowered dresses and books, but even more … Continue reading

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Games of my Childhood

The games, the best games. Ever. That feeling of sticky hotness, mixed with adrenaline (although we only learned “adrenaline” much later) and neverending laughter, running down a green green hill- several of them- tossing ones self down like a twig or a leaf, … Continue reading

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Memories

I grew up near a place like this. (More to be written more when there’s time 🙂 )

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