Mouna, I have an idea. Next year we'll visit Grandmother's village during harvest time. I'll take you to see the beautiful stone building her father built to store the olives they picked. When I was a child Grandmother told me that sometimes – if they were very tired and picked many olives that day – the whole family would sleep inside this building instead of walking back to their village.
Wow, Mama, I want to sleep there, too!
We'll see about that, Mouna.