Just imagine... You wake up, having rested after the last day of school, and you're still 11. It's December evening outside, the lights are on.
Mom cooks something very tasty on grandma's cast-iron frying pan, and the smell spreads all over the house that your stomach already rumbles. And now you are already sitting in a cramped, but so cozy kitchen, and you hear a kind greeting from your mother, and something about the upcoming New-Years carnival. And there's only one day left until the New Year!
Welcome home!