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I am not
environmentally crazy. In fact, I have not even been much interested in this
subject previously.
Being
raised in a very small town I lived a life quite close to the nature, without
actually realising it. Together with friends, often we would be going for long walks,
cycle through the forests, visit the villages nearby or go to swim in the lake.
We used to eat fruit and vegetables grown by my grandmother, drink the milk delivered
by the cows she kept and eat the eggs from her chickens. We would not drink
Coke or other frizzy drinks usually but the home-made juice, made by our mums
from cooked fruits with a hint of sugar. If we had a plastic bottle, we
naturally, reused it. To bring fresh milk from my grandma, or to keep the juice
in it for long days spent outside with friends. I always had my lunch prepared
in my backpack ready to eat during the break between classes. We would go, with
friends and family, to pick wild berries, wild mushrooms or any other yummy
stuff that grows in the forest. We would help my grandparents in the
countryside to plant the crops and then afterwards to harvest what has grown.
This is how I remember my childhood to be. It was the time of freedom and
happiness, just before the reality of the adult life hit me.
