She sent her daughter to the sanatorium (she is five years old), when the doctor, a serious man, asks her:

Do you know how to write letters?

I know, she says proudly.

Can you write your name?

I can.

He gives her a blank, she brings Masha out in business. And then he reads to her that she has signed a document on compliance with the regime (not to noise, not to battle, and so on). She had such disappointed eyes... And I told her, “Before you sign something, you have to read it.”