Sam was very much waiting.
and waited.
When they have lost hope. Nine years of waiting - and suddenly pregnancy!
Sam was fed by the love of his parents. Even slightly overfed. is blurred.
Mother of Samy - Lily - a childhood girl. I saw a lot of hardness and little love. Lily loved the Sevon for herself and for him.
Father Grish is a child from a large family.
Grisha was very loved, but he grew up as a caterpillar, because his parents desperately earned a living for a large family.
Grisha and her brothers grew almost in the yard. The court taught Grish a lot, showed his place in society. Not a leader, but not a servant. Strong, confident and self-aware.
Grishin’s parents waited for the Seven with no less passion. Even more though! The first grandson.
They cried under the windows of the nursery over the blue ball in the window that Lily showed from the second floor.
Seven are five now. Paul the sixth.
Sam turned out to be an intelligent but outspoken child. And what else with such a concentration of love for one baby?
This weekend I spent with my grandparents.
Lily and Grisha went to the country to wash the house for the summer season
Mr. Sevoko was brought home by his brother Grisha on Sunday. He handed off his nephew with jokes and additions.

Soma was cheerful, ordinary, his mouth sprinkled with chocolate.
In the evening, Lily divided her son for a swim and noticed... two red stripes on the pop. Traces of the belt.
Lily’s hands were cold.

Liam did not listen to his tongue.

Oh yes mom.

What happened to Grandpa and Grandpa?

And what happened? I did not understand Sam.

Are you beaten?

and yes. I jumped from the back of the couch. Grandpa said once. and two. Then the sofa broke. I barely gave Murphy. For the third time my grandfather beat me. In the Saturday.

Lily was crying. With all the despair he was capable of.
Sam too. I looked at my mother and cried. compassion for myself.

Why didn’t you tell me right away?

I have forgotten.

Lily realized that Sam, because of his age, did not give this event special importance. He was hurt more than hurt.
Lily was hurt. very painful. The heart hurt. The Circle.
Lily jumped out into the kitchen where Grisha ate dinner.

“Sema won’t go to your parents anymore,” she cut off.

This week?

In general. never ever.

Why is? Grisha has stumbled.

Your father beat my son.

Did he beat?

I gave a belt.

And for what?

In what sense “for what”? What’s the difference “for what”? Is it so important? For what? Grisha, he was beating him!! by REMEM! Lily shouted, almost hysterically.

“Lila, I was scolded all my childhood like a goat and nothing. not died. I’ll tell you more: I’m even happy about it. And thanking my father. We were all ripped. We are a generation of crooked asses, but that’s not deadly!

Are you for domestic violence? Do I understand correctly? She clarified with a steel voice.

I want you not to make this a tragedy. Less than a mouth. I’ll call my father, I’ll find out, I’ll tell him not to punish Sevk anymore. Let me tell you that we are against. and calm.

Are we against it or is it not deadly? Lily could not calm down.

The belt is the best way to communicate, Lily. The fastest and most effective. It was the belt that explained to me the danger to my health of smoking in garages, fighting at school, stealing apples from other people’s gardens. It was the belt that explained to me that it was not possible to burn fires on turf swamps.

What about the words??? Wouldn’t the words come to you??? Has no one tried?

Words explain everything else. For example, you can’t eat candy before soup. But if I eat, nobody will die. And if I burn turf, I will smoke and steal, it is a crime. Therefore, the belt is like a crying sign. Not just “can’t.” It can not!!! to

Fuck these signs!

“Lila, there was no juvenile justice in our time, and when I was raped, I didn’t think of revenge on my father. I thought I would no longer do what I was punished for. Father’s education is an hour before going to bed. He came from work, ate dinner, burst out for offenses, and immediately came to kiss before going to bed. I adored my father. God made it. I loved my mother more than her, who was kind and supporting.

Grisha, do you hear yourself? You say that beating children is the norm. You say it, just in other words.

Everyone is a psychologist for themselves. Psychologist and pedagogue. And everybody will tell you in the magazine "Split Raditors" about what kind of mental trauma a child is hit by the pope. And I, as the carrier of this poop, officially declare: no one. No one, Lily, was injured. Even the opposite. The longer the bruises hurt, the longer the lessons are remembered. So slow down the turn. Sam goes to her beloved grandpa and grandmother.

After I negotiate with them.

Lily sat down, looking at one point.

I understood. You are not against domestic violence.

I am against violence. But there are exceptions.

That is, if there are exceptions, you will hit Sam.

Exactly so. I will hit you too. If there are exceptions.

There was a heavy silence in the kitchen. It could be cut into portions, so tight and tangible it was.

What are exceptions? She quietly asked Lily.

of different. If I find you with a lover, for example. Or I come home and you, well I don’t know, you sleep drunk and the child is abandoned. A clear example? Sam is scratching. If, for example, he will go to the railway station alone and without demand, if one day he comes home with extended pupils, if... I don’t know... he will kill an animal...

What animal?

Any kind of animal, Lily. Remember when he walked on a sandal at two years old? and killed. He played it and then killed it. He was very small. I understood nothing. And if he does the same at eight years old, I will take him off with the belt.

Grisha, you can’t beat children. The women. Can’t you understand?

Who said this? Who is? What kind of expert? The belt is the shortest and most accessible way of communication. We are all fooled, you know? And no one died from it, but they grew up and became good people. It is an argument. And a society plunged into the dungeons of fictional grotesque rules, when a child can file a lawsuit against parents, is nonsense. Wake up, Lila, we are in Russia. Finland is far away.

Lily was silent. Grisha brought a plate with dinner.

I hope you understood me correctly.

and hope.

Lily quietly left the kitchen, went into the room to Sam.

He played as a constructor.

Sam had different toys, even dolls, and there were no soldiers. Lily hated violence, and did not want to see it even in toys.

A soldier is a warrior. A warrior is a fight. Fighting is pain and violence.

Grisha means that sometimes fighting is a defense. Lily wants to say that in a civilized society there are enough verbal battles. These are two polar points of view that are not compatible within the same family.

Will we go swimming? I asked Sam.

The water has already cooled, now I will heat it.

When is the first number?

The first number? Hm... Well, today is twenty-third... In a week the first. and what?

“My grandfather said that if I go to the balcony alone with the window open, he will send me the first number.

Lily breathed hard.

My grandfather will never sleep again. It will never hit. If that happens, promise it! You will tell me immediately. and immediately!

Lily approached her son, sat down, looked him strictly in the eyes:

Sam is never. Do you hear? Never go alone to a balcony with an open window. It is dangerous! You can fall down. and die forever. Do you understand?

I understood it, Mom.

What did you understand?

You cannot go to the balcony.

It is right! Lily smiled, pleased that she was able to teach her son an important lesson. And why not?

My grandfather wrapped my belt.