1945 Christmas present from pa

The butterfly in a colourful box that I received from pa symbolised my childhood years in Sweden. When the box was closed, I returned to another reality. I found myself wading with my mother along a duckboard on a swamp picking cloudberries, chased by blackflies and mosquitoes. I was not admitted to the Finnish school because my Finnish was so bad. Luckily, there was a Swedish school in Oulu. That was my salvation. I went to that school all the way to my retirement. Sometimes I open this box, letting the Swedish memories of my childhood fly.

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