“I met Eta at the river Bódva, close to the forest. It was her laughter that made me notice her. She was wearing a red jumper sliding barefoot in the snow. “I’m not cold – she said – my heart makes me warm.” Eta was 14 when she married Boldi, the master basket-weaver of the entire region. They lived poorly in Szendrőlád, but in love, peace and harmony. Eta bore him 7 children, one daughter, and 6 sons. The eldest had their own families already. Boldi and Eta even had a handful of grandchildren. Only Iván and Roki, the two youngest, still at school, still lived with them. One day I got a call from Eta. She asked me to visit and make a film of Boldi, so that she would have a record to remember him by forever. We went there and we filmed what she wanted, and the way she wanted it. Then she was left all alone. She tried to come to terms with her situation. She acted like a strong man – and she had to, since she still had two adolescent children. She did everything she could to earn money. By picking and selling mushrooms, harvesting potatoes, she managed to send Roki to secondary school in Tokaj, so that he would become a chef. And she called us to visit again, to witness that she had achieved. A couple of years later she introduced a man from Romania, Zsolti. Her eyes were shining. She was in love, and didn’t care about the borders – neither that between countries, nor those within the family. She wanted to live.” Edit Kőszegi