In Međimurje, people talked most about the pozoj, a dragon sleeping under Čakovec. It was said that everyone would disappear into the ground if he raised his tail. That was a story that instilled fear in children but also created a sense of respect for something greater. In Zagorje and Međimurje, there were other stories too. They scared us with St. Nicholas or the devil if we weren’t good. In Međugorje, I experienced something special with my daughter while climbing Križevac. There, among people of all nations, we started crying in front of the big white cross, and we didn’t know why. It left a deep mark. Today, fairy tales and stories are changing. Cinderella and Little Red Riding Hood have been replaced by modern and heavy stories that children don’t relate to. I am sorry that old stories are told less because they taught empathy and gave hope.