As a child, I was often left with my grandfather. Grandfather is a professor, teaches at the university, a respected person. He has a hobby, collecting wine. He proudly calls himself an enophilist. When I was six years old, I was taken to a "exam" at the little girl's school before going to school. One of the tasks was to name the antonyms. I called the word “dry” the antonym “half-sweet.” My parents talked a long time with the teacher.