I go to the lighthouse with a two-year-old son. In anticipation of the green signal on the lighting, a few pedestrians are already missing. A small street in the old city centre. The road is not wide, it is well seen on both sides. The light is very “long”. The fire is still red, but there are no cars yet.

What do pedestrians do? is correct. Everyone courageously walks on the road. The son at his two years already knows exactly why the lighting is needed, but obeying the herd feeling, he also tries to walk.

Here I say with a very strict voice, “Kuudдаа on red? Back to! »

His son took a step back. And the same step in my team is done by everyone else. Man is six. Their heads were pulled into their shoulders and returned to the sidewalk. After a couple of seconds, two or three of them nervously turned around to see who was so terrible in their backs. Whoever smiled, someone blamed his nose. Everyone was waiting for the green.