I sit in a line to LOR, in front of me a woman with a little boy, three to four years old.
On the wall in the clinic drawn Dr. Ibolit and the beasts, everyone dances and rejoices. There is a turtle in the picture. This turtle is turned to the viewer with its stomach and also dances.
The boy nodded the turtle’s finger into the "spin area" and asked:
Where am I crying?
“Don’t write,” the mother replied, “you’re bitten, if you walk without pants at night, you’ll be bitten too.