Today, a more down to earth-type topic.
When we came back to Poland and were staying at my “old” place, one thing surprised me then – I heard some weird noise outside the window - again and again. I could hear it even when the windows were closed. To my astonishment, I realized it was the sound of the seagulls flying around the house. What was strange about that?
It reminded me the summer, when my aunt once visited. I was little then. The lady complained then that she could not sleep in the night. The sound of the trolleybuses going along the street near our house kept her awake. Well, it did not bother us at all. Being used to the trolleybuses, we did not pay attention to the sound they made. Anyhow, strange how the human mind works.
Well, no seagulls where I live now (and no trolleybuses either).
Another “S” is for seagulls in “My Polish Alphabet”.
Seagulls at the Sopot pier, in Poland |
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"My Polish Alphabet" is about things, places, and people that come to my mind when I think about Poland.
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