A memory of the radiogramophone that stood at home, beside which I used to play out the adventures of the Wizard family in the Dainava Forest
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This is a memory from my childhood—a recollection of how I, still very much a child, would spend my time indoors during the gloomy, rainy days of mid-autumn. Sometimes I was slightly under the weather, or it was simply an ordinary weekend, and I found myself with nothing particularly meaningful or truly interesting to do at home. It was October 1996. My usual games were suddenly supplanted by something truly special: I discovered a Czech live-action TV series on Lithuanian Television—broadcast, if I recall correctly, once a week on Sunday mornings—which I grew to love more and more. I won’t reveal the title. Since it had become too cold to keep playing outside in the yard—under the apple tree, near the little brick playhouses—I had to move my activities indoors, where it was warmer. I became so fond of the series’ plot and characters that I decided to bring these figures from the screen into my own personal play space, where I could weave a new, unique story of my own. And so, little b
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