Your first album, like a fairy tale, you will someday leaf through it and look back. In your childhood memories, it will stand as a barrier to forgetfulness, as you count the pages.
Pieces of your first grade memories, friendships, parties, trips, and pure feelings, now that you spread your wings to fly into the future, do not exchange them. Keep them forever here.
On the days when you might someday sweetly nostalgic for carefree breaks when you were a child, open the window to your earliest memories. The album in your hands will be the key.
Evgenia Ioannidou-Tryfou
*Lightly yellowed pages, due to age!
