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SELMA Hello. I have been waiting for you.
What’s your name? I am Selma. What would you like to do today?
I would like to introduce you to some of the people in this park, to some of us who lived in the summer of 1710.
That autumn over a thousand men, women and children were lain in the ground, here, beneath you. They are all still here. For instance… Mats Mattsson. He lies there just a half metre in front of your feet. Can you hear him?
MATS MATTSSON (from the ground) Damn and blast.
SELMA Mattsson was a smithy and always swore profusely…
MATS MATSSON Ballsack and oxenarse.
SELMA And he is still at it.
MATS MATSSON To the devil with that tight-fisted cavalry capt’n, all the way to hades.
SELMA Can you hear that? And... to your right lies the widow Åkerlund with her two eldest, Johannes and Mattias. Can you hear her singing to them?
(Widow Åkerlund sings from the ground.)
SELMA Her youngest, Kristina, lies in another grave. Can you hear her?
She, the little one, survived the longest. Nobody knows why. When she was to be buried the other mass grave was already covered up.
WIDOW ÅKERLUND (sings) Sleep, child, sleep the night is deep A time for dire fates in life. Sleep in peace as father fetches the bread Unless storms and fires rendered him dead. Sleep in peace as father fetches the bread Unless storms and fires rendered him dead.
SELMA Here too lies my family. The people I loved.
But before that we lived. And I would like you to meet them.
Won’t you come with me to the summer of 1710? To that August when life was still easy and happy. Walk on. Come!
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