I ask if they had enough to eat. She looks away, distressed. No,' she says. Food was tough. I didn't eat the most yummy food every day. It was just, you know, boiled grain.' She laughs awkwardly. But it filled me up.' She looks at me with her green eyes. In those times, you couldn't even dream. Whatever you wanted to become you couldn't even dream, because it was just impossible. It was, "Oh, you want to do that?