“I’ll give you everything,’ I said, ‘but one thing I suggest is that you should never try to make another camp in Bánk like this one.’ I told the kids that they could do anything they wanted: sing the same songs, pass out food in the same way, assign nicknames – but not here. It’s not that the place is holy or anything; but it carries with it our memories and our past. Not much new can be created in that little house anymore; and people should always bring new to whatever they do. Traditions can’t be transplanted; they have to develop on the spot.” (Eszter Leveleki)