a story

My grandmother found high school diploma, 
She still remember all of her friends. 
I have seen many: very good women, a few men.
They used to live across the school and at summer didn't wear shoes, hair tighten at the back, dressed like little women in simple colour dresses.
She used to cut root beet and rub in to cheeks to look pretty, strawberry on the lips, washed face in the ice water, hair in the rain.
Girls were helping mothers on the farm from five years old.
At six my grandmother knew how to milk a cow, cook and clean the house. 
Old grandma lived with them and all the kids grew on listening her stories. 
Grandma herself spent most of the young years living on the forest.
Her grandma was teaching how to be friend with the nature...