A childhood memory

Written by Lassu Árpád in English -

• Narration

Being born in the 1930’s, had no mercy on my growing years, as I was destined to witness

and endure, the flaws, the disadvantages of Europe’s political unrest of the times, which

forced me to live through the entire length of WWII in my childhood, as well as its

subsequent and equally nihilistic years. Some of it had been etched deep into my mind,

as if it was carved into an aged tree’s bark, meaning some had healed, some left open

wounds, and invisible emotional or mental scars. The experience however, gave me an

extraordinary perspective on things, whereby nothing, including life itself, meant more to

me than the exalted feeling of freedom and the treasured tranquility I found in peace.

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