When I was 15…

E: … I went on a pure girl’s school. We had dancing-lessons with a class of the boy’s school. That was very exciting. My dress for the end-of-course-ball was made out of pink taffeta and adorned with lace out of plastic.

N: … I went for ballroom-dancing-lessons. That was a bit complicated as I was not tall and despite my high heels I was on eyesight with the bellys of some gentlemen. One of them we named Pickelface, but he was qite nice. Another was called Burschi, he had red hair and was a little odd. Later he fell off a train and died.