I was with a farmer

Austria, 1943-1944

Yesterday we went to Tulln to see my uncle. I was running to the yard to play when a dog came along. I marched down to the stream and splashed at him. He bit into the water furiously and then ran away barking. After dinner my cousin and I went to pick flowers. When we got tired we made our way back home. I spent the rest of my time with the animals. I was wearing a red pinafore and the bull stared right at me so I left the stable. And then it was time to go home.

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