I can remember my dad running up and down the yard of the fruit shop where we lived chasing after a big rat. The same place I remember running along the main road feeling terrified that I was going to be caught by the wolf that was running the other side of the fence.
I was three or four because we moved to another house before I was five.
My sister was born when we were in the fruit shop when I was three.
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