As for me, I really like page 45. Because this is my favorite number. I loved him when I was 7 years old and I plucked 45 tulips to my mother, from her garden. She, of course, was a little upset, but tried not to show it. My mother was proud of what a caring child grows with her. Since then, remembering this story, we all laugh and the number 45 has become very important in our lives.
