The Drawing.
The room, in it sits a boy of 7-8 grade in a cushion with a canvas on his head and a guitar in his hands. Near the teacher. He sits on the ropes, shakes and learns.

In the room comes the mother of the future guitarist and ridiculously so
Trindy Brindy Balalaika.
Chado looks at her and says with a cold cold voice.
You are depreciating, mother.