Another bubble burned today. The morning. A complete predecessor of the people. I have a handful of cards in my hands and a list of good deeds.When dealing with the list, I say to the crowd: Fast! Go ahead!"
Several pairs of eyes look at me, and judging by the absence of reaction, there is no one among them. Suddenly a whirlwind. And from the side of the bathroom to me moves with grandmother’s walks. Slowly and loud. He cried out to me:"I am fast! I’m running to you, I’m running to you...Your tortoise – Ninja!"
He begins to hiccuts. The grandmother, confused, approaches and quietly asks:"Why are everyone laughing? Is it something disgraceful? That’s what my grandson calls me."