I was 5-6 years old, and as many took me for the summer to my grandmother in the village, which I was very happy, because in the city of interesting places only a playground in the yard, and in the village fields, forests, elevator, abandoned warehouses, a bunch of diverse animals.... and almost all the time you are given to yourself.

Everybody wants to have their own lounge, and I am no exception. The look fell on the old stove, and it was decided to start from the lighting, there was no light bulb, but there was a socket.

I did not find the necessary ammunition. Then I gathered all my knowledge about electricity and the powerful childhood logic, developed the "ideal plan". It was decided to take a nail, wrap it with an insulated light bulb and insert it into the socket. It only remained to make sure of the reliability of the design, that the nail will not fall out of the socket, and can only be checked in practice. Without a back-thinking thought and with complete confidence that all calculated nail with bare hands is sent into the hole. The rubber pads did their job and I was only greatly overturned. At this point, I realized that the bulb would not work, and the nail should be pulled out, and immediately, and I did this, in fact, - all with the same bare hands.