Many years ago, when I just went to school, and I was not yet 7 years old, we lived in a small town in Uzbekistan. At the beginning of the first week, the first lesson of physical culture was held. We jumped in length. The teacher asked if anyone had a home, and if anyone could bring a roulette to the next class to measure our length jumping results, she would be very grateful. I didn’t know what roulette was like, but I was very surprised to see how a teacher would measure our jumps in the sand... with roulette. My mom had a masterpiece, so I knew this word very well and loved it - roulette. I rushed from school and first of all I shouted to my mom: - Urgently baking roulette, Ekaterina Vasilyevna asked to bring to school.

Mom didn't even object, - Of course, I cook, don't worry you like that. What is your tea there?

No is! We will jump in length and Ekaterina Vasilyevna will be a roulette to measure who jumped further!

So, for many years, this case has become our family joke about roulette, roulette and a dumb girl.