I am 5 years old, lunch time. The worst time for me, I had time to have breakfast at home, but for lunch I wanted to eat. I bore a spoonful in this terrible soup with fried onions and I understand that I can’t eat. I depict "the presence of absence", bite bread, drink jelly, but everything turned out to be in vain. The teacher said I didn’t eat. “You don’t like soup?” “I don’t like it, and I’m not going to eat pasta with cottage either, they swim in oil.”



Natalia Fedorovna calls the cook, aunt Asya and says, you see, he doesn’t like lunch, doesn’t like how you cook. So confused, and then asks, “What would you like to eat?” and here I recall how one day I accidentally saw our chief at dinner. They called her Barbara Abrosimovna, and between us we called her Barbara Abrikosovna. I say out of despair, "I want what Barbary Abrikosovna eats," this is how it broke out. The kids smiled, and the cook and teacher were in shock. Then a voice from the door was heard, “And what have I eaten?” and she came to us. Retreat nowhere and say, “Fried potatoes, chickens and salty cucumbers. I want that too.” In the silence there was suddenly a loud voice: “And I.” “Who said this?” asked Abrikosovna horribly, but the answer was a frightening silence. Then I talked to my mom when she was taking me home, but once, aunt Asya secretly invited me to the kitchen and fed me a fried potato, a cottage and salty cucumbers. I remember smiling and saying, “Just look, promise you’ll marry my daughter when you grow up.” I, of course, promised, wrapped up on both cheeks, and so it was several more times when I was secretly entering the kitchen to aunt Ace. She lived on the neighboring street, and we often met in the years that followed, and always asked if I had forgotten what I had promised her. Years later, she saw me on the street with her wife, hugged me and said, “Well, the deceiver has never kept his word.” I was ashamed and I was red.