My first memory from childhood. I am three years old, it is almost midnight but I am not
asleep. My room is very long, and I am very short. At the wall vis-a-vis my bed there is a
shelf, and on this shelf there is a gramophone. It had stopped playing again this evening and
I cannot decide whether I am sleepy or not. I decide I am not sleepy yet and I play the LP
again ... And again this evening I heard 'strawberry fields forever'… My parents told me that I
could do that for hours.
Well, nothing has really changed from that time…