Among communist blocks

Will we ever experience something similar to the times of the 1980s again? Since no one has an answer to this question, I decided to find a way to keep the memory alive: by putting it on paper.

That was a time when our boundaries were shaped only by the concrete blocks of the new workers' neighborhoods; when the few games we had were ingenious, and we savored every moment spent together; when everything seemed beautiful, despite the hardships of the era. These pages recount the adventures of ordinary children who crafted an unforgettable childhood for themselves. Whether we were in the city or "in the countryside," where we usually went during summer vacations to enjoy our grandparents' cooking, fresh air, and picturesque landscapes that left a lasting mark on our development, we never hesitated for a second to embrace every new experience. Our parents experienced it all differently, and raising us was far more challenging compared to how we now raise our own children. But it's only natural for things to change.

This book stands as evidence that, no matter the conditions in which we grew up, we've reached a point where we can fondly look back on the past, live the present with joy, and eagerly anticipate the future with excitement!