Flea Market Love Letters
Miskolc, Dez 1933
Yesterday Dizci bácsi went hunting. Ha, there runs a hare! Bum! The hare keeps running, a magpie drops to the ground.
Yesterday I went sleighing with little Diszi. But as we were having fun sledding downhill, a farmer came and screamed at us so loud that we got afraid and ran off.
Dizci bácsi and uncle Muhr came to dinner. But right after the meal, Dizci bácsi disappeared into the bathroom. Then uncle Berci said calmly, "I think we have to lay the table for Mr. Major in the bathroom.“ We laughed so hard.