Sándor Anikó - Asszonymesék

There is a nice, green park in the district where I live. In this park, I walk Lujza, my dog, three times a day, and when I have time, I sit down and watch. In half an hour, the entire cross-section of the neighborhood's population passes before my eyes, people passing by, young and old, rich and poor, happy and angry, happy and unhappy. I am a good observer and very sensitive. Sometimes it's enough time to see into someone's soul while they're walking through the park...
My mother was a librarian, so when I was a child, while I was waiting for her, I "read" an entire children's library. It was there that I developed a passion for fairy tales, which has remained with me even as an adult. But today I am not interested in the golden-haired princesses of fairy gardens, but in real people. I sit under the sycamores and watch them. I listen to what they talk about, I imagine what their lives might be like, what they think, who they rush to, what they long for.
After all, a true story is being written around us every moment. And for those who listen, the entire storybook opens, and they can discover themselves among the many brave heroes.