EVAs LIFE Story. Part 3

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The ALLLISSS Archives. April 7 2024
Motorcycle
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A year later, my dad sat myself on his motorcycle. We drove together in the mountains and I could feel the wind in my face. I was so proud and enjoyed the moment of freedom with him. My brother is 7 years older. I felt like I was living in a different world than he. If my dad with mom, my brother and I wanted to take a trip on a motorcycle, it was a bit complicated. We do not all fit on his motorcycle. He always drove a piece with mom and then she got down and then he took my brother. Then again, my brother had to walk a bit and he went with mom a bit. I sat all the time on the motorcycle on the front of the motor hood. Piece by piece, he brought the whole family to their destination, where we made a picnic. My dad could not walk well but he loved to drive and keep discovering new beautiful natural places. I loved to play at the rivers and lakes in the mountains and discover new things.
My Sister
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When I was 6 years old my sister came into our family. Before this day mom told me: "Eva put sugar on the window sill and the stork will bring us a baby." From this birthday Mom did not have much time for me. My sister won with her laughter the heart of the people. I was a shy girl, but my sister had no problems to sit on the lap of strangers. Mom talked a lot when they were together with friends. I thought, "It would be good if they would be silent sometimes." While listening, I realized that the adults have many problems. I wanted to do everything differently when I grow up. Very often I had to play with my little sister. But she was not so patient and focused as I do. Sometimes I thought, why I have not a twin sister, life would be much nicer. When Dad came home from work he ate and then he took a 20 minute nap. These 20 minutes was very important to him and he scolded when we were not quiet. Mom always put her index finger to her lips, as a reminder that we had to-be still. But how kids are, we often forget to-be still and Dad was scolding loud. I could bear no scolding, I immediately began to cry. After his break he got his afternoon coffee and one cookie. Mom and Dad sat together and often it was the time when he answered my questions patiently. Dad always had an answer when I asked him something, he was very clever.
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