I always liked talking to grown-ups, such as Frau E.T. She told me, what sort of books she had read as a girl. She offered to let me read her Nesthäkchen books. These books were written by Jewish author Else Ury. I liked all the Nesthäkchen books very much. I did not stop reading them, till I had finished all ten of them. Nesthäkchen ist the youngest child in a middle-class family. Her name is Annemarie Braun (Brown).I remember Nesthäkchen as an ordinary girl, growing up in Berlin. In the first book she’s a six year old – approaching school-age. In the last book she is a grandmother with white hair.
The Nazis banned Else Ury – http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Else_Ury – as an author by 1935. She was killed in a concentration camp in 1943. I found out about this very recently. It is so very, very upsetting. It brings tears to my eyes. -

What lovely memories about Tyrol. I don’t know it personally but my friend who taught me this ‘Tyrol song’ had been there for a while. You say it was rural and untouched. I imagine it might still be a bit like this.

Nice to meet up again. I spent some time in Tyrol in the early sixties at a town named Lienz on a farm house Grieblerhoff or something like that. I was there when it was all still very rural and untouched. The place was high above the village and snow-bound and I had wooden skies. One day with two experienced Austrian skiers we packed our skies and climbed high up to some Alpenhutte above the tree line. It just about killed me as the others were used to climbing through the snow. It was dark when we arrivedThe hut had a combustion stove, bedding and plenty wurste mit Schnaps. It was such a lovely experience. They skied down next morning as they did not want to be held up by an inexperienced skier from Australia. I followed their tracks through the virgin snow. It was one of my best experiences.