An Ahlerstedt story (Margot)

When he was 10 or 12, my brother Rolf went to Ahlerstedt for a visit. When it was time to leave, Uncle Klaus gave Rolf a rucksack full of apples. Off he went on the five-mile walk to the train station in Harsefeld, with the bag of apples over his shoulder. The farm dog, a German shepherd, saw him leave and ran after him. The dog followed Rolf down the road, barking and barking. Rolf threw down an apple, and the dog barked. He threw down another, and the dog barked. Rolf walked toward the station, tossing apples at the barking dog, until his bag was empty. When the last apple hit the ground, the dog turned around and trotted back home. 

Rolf went home with an empty rucksack and a long face. Uncle Klaus gave me those apples! he cried, I wasn't stealing them!