When I was going to kindergarten, I was not yet obsessed with food as I am now and broke everything in a row) But somehow they gave us a bakery, which I refused. The babysitter, laying up the portions on the plates, put this bakery in my shirt pocket and pressed it with her hand. I was so shocked that I told my parents who did it only three days later. The head of the kindergarten said, “I had to call immediately, and now it’s too late.” Another time, when soup was poured onto the plates before lunch, I decided to smell the dish out of curiosity. Suddenly, he was immersed in a hot soup. Sharped, in tears, I saw this babysitter’s licking face, which had stuck me in the plate. As she later said, “I didn’t like that he smelled soup.” There was a scandal, screams from her to me, but eventually she continued to work with the children in the same kindergarten.