I unloaded old things and accidentally stumbled upon a yellowed sheet of paper.
It was a bright moment from my childhood... very bright... exploding the consciousness of a six-year-old with the unreality of what is happening...)

In general, I, like every second (statistics department if anything corrected) Soviet boy, wanted one day to have a pet. The choice fell on the puppy. And since I did not find information about the care and content of these interesting birds in our library, I wrote a letter to the editorial office of the magazine "Pionier".. (I wrote it out, the people born in the Union know this magazine) with a request to help with the information. And a couple of weeks later, surprised to the impossibility and proud of me, a lovely woman postman (without throwing her into the box as it is usually done) brings me home, with a flushing letter! From Moscow!! The answer was sent..Not lazy and fully dispatched the necessary information..
I live in Kazakhstan! In a small town near Almaty!!! Do you feel the magnitude of what happened? The worker of the coolest children's magazine in the Soviet Union, gathers the necessary information, sits down and prints the answer to a boy from thirty countries, fulfilling his child's request...this was the time!
I just wanted to share this episode...All good luck and good luck!