Once Upon A Time
For some reasons all the stories begin with „Once upon a time“. And that’s just what I’m trying to tell you now about what happened once upon a time. Do you remember, once you were so small that even standing on your tiptoes, you could barely reach your mother’s hand? Your own history might begin like this: “Once upon a time there was a small boy”- or a small girl- “and that small girl was me”. But before that, you were a baby in a cradle- you won’t remember that, but you know it’s true. Even your father and mother were one day small, and so was your grandfather, and grandmother, a much longer time ago, but you know that too. After all we say: “They are old”. But they too had grandfathers and grandmothers and they would say: “once upon a time”. And so it goes on and on, further and further back. You will never reach the beginning, because behind every beginning there’s always another “once upon a time” and we can’t see where it ends.