The secret life.
Almost all my childhood, until grade one, I was living with my grandparents.
My great grandmother was watching me, at her house, because my grandparents were working.
Most of the time old women, my great grandmother friends, stayed at the house. They were knitting, drinking tea and telling the times before the revolution and wars.
They were showing me how to knit. How they knitted sweaters more than fifty years ago. How they cooks and talked about traditional healing.
