“There is a chestnut tree in front of my old house, which is now growing into a big tree. My grandfather always told me that I planted that tree, but I have no memory of it. In fact, when I was a child, I had to eat the chestnut, which had sprouted a little bud on it, so my grandfather coaxed me not to eat it, but to plant it so that it would produce more chestnuts later.” —— Melody
