Every time I would go back, I would find my cousins and friends with scarves on their faces, and I would ask, "What happened?"
Όποτε γυρνούσα, έβρισκα τις ξαδέρφες  και τις φίλες μου με μώλωπες και όταν ρωτούσα «Τι έγινε;»