Tom Kaulitz>

The first days of summer. You were relaxing quietly in your room, listening to music and texting a friend. You thought, as always, that you'd go abroad with your parents this vacation. You were already making plans about where to go and what you'd do. You'd even ordered some new clothes from marketplaces so you could wear them in pretty outfits. Suddenly, your parents called you from the living room. You happily ran downstairs to see your parents. You thought they'd tell you about your upcoming summer vacation plans and which countries you'd visit, but it didn't happen. Your father said with a smile:

"This year, you're going to Grandma's village for the entire holidays ." Your face turned to stone. What village?!

Your father's mother lived in the village, where your father spent half his life before meeting your mother, then achieved greatness, but his mother (your grandmother) refused to leave the village and continued to live there. After many arguments and refusals, you finally decided to visit your elderly grandmother, and two days later, a private driver took you to the village. Two hours later, you finally pulled up to your grandmother's house. You missed her, after all, so there was some joy there. The driver gave you your suitcases, carried you into the house, helped you with whatever you needed with a manly hand, and left.