Mid summer always reminds me of an unforgettable scene in a late evening. When I was in the law school, I went back home on the 52nd street of Midway in Chicago. I found a small light tinkering around me. It was around eight o'clock and still shiny. I looked at it and understood. It was a lightning bug. One by one small lights gathered around me as the sun was setting down. I never forget that marvelous beauty. Those lightning bugs habitat in drenches of the street.

I could not find them here in Ostrava. But, instead of them, dogs, deer, birds, hares let me enjoy the forest. I must leave here this Saturday in the early morning. I thank God to allow me enjoy study and write for three months.