In 'Mylya knizhetka' (A Sweet Book), Paraska Plytka-Horytsvit tells stories from her childhood in Bystreka and Kryvorivna.

How she carved a toy raft out of wood chips and hit her finger with a knife. How she accidentally hit a neighbor's boy in the head with a stone. How, in her creative enthusiasm for carving, she cut up her father's documents with scissors... And a little bit of school, evening parties, wrapping margin, her father's blacksmithing and her mother's spinning...

These are picturesque stories from a Hutsul childhood in the interwar years of the 20th century: the daily routine, everyday life, customs. The style of the stories recreates the syntax and forms of the living Hutsul dialect.