I just finished reading my first Swedish literature ‘Kejsarn av Portugallien’, an assignment by my swedish teacher.
It really really moved me and affected me greatly. In fact I cannot stop thinking about it. Although I had to refer to the dictionary quite often to fully comprehend the meaning of some words, I really enjoyed it.
The book is written by a Nobel prize winner and she wrote about the love of a father for his daughter. It was so moving that I cried. Maybe it made me think of my relationship with my own father. Maybe it is telling me something about my own relationship with my kids or maybe it is the pure simple crazy love between a father and his beloved daughter, how he would never think badly of his ‘always wonderful and good’ daughter and how he believed in his daughter – his only pride and joy.
ok…enough of my rambling..now, i have to pick up my daughter from school.
