When I was little, my grandmother Jovanka took care of me and all the beautiful memories from my early childhood are related to her and her house in the village. I loved to play in the big yard. I was a naughty child, but my grandmother never scolded me, even then when, enraptured by the game, instead of walking on the grass, he would step on its freshly blossomed flowers or from the table, he would accidentally knock down a bowl of flour. Now no one lives there anymore, and this path leads to her house Kada sam bila mala čuvala me baka Jovanka i sve lepe uspomene iz mog ranog detinjstva vezane su za nju i njenu kuću na selu.. Volela sam da se igram u velikom dvoristu Bila sam nestašno dete, ali me baka nikada nije grdila, čak ni onda kada bi zanesena igrom umesto po travi gazio po njenom tek procvalom cveću ili sa stola, sasvim slučajno oborio posudu sa brašnom. Sada tamo ne zivi vise niko, a ova staza vodi do njene kuce
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