When I was little, I used to go to the Kaplanio. All the children during the breaks got food from the caretaker, walnut pies, cookies. But my sisters and I did not have money to get food. Then when school was over, we would walk back to our home. We saw the sweets in the pastry shop window and said we wished we had the money to eat a dessert. When we got home, there was nothing to eat. To eat even a little, we had to go to the field to work. Fortunately, we had sheep, so we could eat cheese and drink milk.
The sweets
