While I was in school it was arranged for girls to stay with a family looking after a child who would like to learn German. So I went – I must have been 16 – to Hungary, to the Balaton Lake, to a Jewish family, farmers, which was a most wonderful experience. I had to look after Stella who was 12. I had never been in a farm. They were happy to have me. And they had a horse and cart, and we used to pick up peaches and melons and all sorts of things. It was a different kind of life than we had in Vienna, as you can imagine.