Khimilia Delair/Diary/Coming home

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As I feared: A huge theatre once I came home, involving all possible emotions my mother could go to: Happyness, fear and finally anger. In this order. My brother greeted me with a rather smug remark: "Mah heh, es woa so sche stü de letzten poa Tog." I love you too.

My father had the weirdest response of them all though: "Und, san de Nordslowenen wirkli so komisch wia olle ren?" "Do woa I nid. I woa nua in da Steiermoark, Tirol und Vorarlberg.", I replied. "Na heilig.", he said and walked away.

I am still not sure what to make of it.