My Pullover - Το πουλόβερ

A boy loves his thick, warm pullover so much that he believes he always needs it, even when the sun is shining, or when it impedes him while playing. Like an armour, it protects him and at the same time isolates him from others – until one day the boy makes a friend.

She discovers a loose wool thread on the pullover, and he lets her gradually unravel it and knit new things with it, which they offer as gifts to other people. In the end, the boy feels utterly liberated. He only holds on to a cuddly wool blanket in case he’s ever cold.

By Demetris Baslam - Του Δημήτρη Μπασλάμ