Does anyone in the government work for one salary?
I was a day in the world of children, buying gifts to nephews.
I walk in the rows and choose toys. I see a young father, 25 years old, with his wife and two daughters: the older five years holds his hand, and the younger, two years old, holds on the other hand. They go, they look, they choose. And here comes this two-series young daddy into the boy's department, where helicopters and quadrocopters are sold... you would see his eyes! They were amazed at the beauty and capabilities of this wire-winged radio-controlled equipment, and at the same time there was universal sorrow in his eyes. He looked at the toys, his girls, and realized that, well, he could not buy himself (under the pretext that children) this wonderful helicopter. Or a quadrocopter... The wife will not allow. All these experiences were written on his face with arshine letters. The most that shone on him is Barbie, kitchen and soft toys.
And I know how lucky I was. After all, I have a helicopter, a quadrocopter, and a machine with an internal combustion engine! And two sons!
and Igor. 49 years.
News of the day:
The head of the CEC Pamfilova attempted to justify the need to vote for amendments to the Constitution at the same time:
“Well, you don’t like vinegret, but you like borscht or cocklets. You then decide for yourself: no, I will give up all the lunch, because I don't like the vinegret, or I will still take - the vinegret will not eat, I am neither cold nor hot, and the borst and the cocklets will be with me."and c)
Dear Ella Alexandrovna! When borscht and kotletts get into a common container, this is called a very different word - help. And therefore, add you there and winegret, or temporarily - the essence does not change. Help anyway.
When it was time to go to the first class, my mom led me to go to some cool mathematics high school.
I did not pass the team. I remember my mom was very upset and when we went home I almost cried.
I decided to comfort her.
“Mom, don’t worry, I don’t need this cool high school, I want to be a tram driver!