In 1920, Andrina Mračnikar's grandfather, like a large part of the Slovenian population of southern Carinthia, voted for the province to remain in the Republic of Austria. This act of self-determination and democracy could be the starting point for coexistence in diversity, as was also promised to the Slovenian minority by law. Instead, Carinthian Slovenes are today discriminated against in various ways, and the Slovene language has not been heard in public spaces for a long time. How will it be in thirty years, the director wonders. Will anyone still speak Slovenian then? What good is a language if you can't speak it to anyone anymore? What is dying with the language? A memory? Own history?