Xxx: Bread in my life, played a special role, I remember when I was 6-7 years old I thought that bread, it is the best delight. When you are hungry for a few days and you are able to eat bread, that is the happiness of a hungry child.

When I got into the children’s home, I couldn’t afford, and many guys gave me their bread for lunch. In general, if someone wanted more bread, it was just to take it from the pot, where it was lying cut. But from the dining room it was forbidden to carry food, especially bread. They were afraid of the breeding of cockroaches, but the boys still dragged, hid in their sleeves, and dragged into the bedroom, under a pillow or into a cushion. I really wanted to eat at night. After the fight, we lie down, we chew bread and tell each other all sorts of stories, or we chew anecdotes, or someone from the girls sang songs to us, and we fell asleep.

The bed was constantly in the crumbs. You get up a few times, you get rid of it. It was especially funny when a strong wind or a wind on the street swings, and we lie or sit on our beds, chew bread, or fall asleep under any song that the girls sing in silence. And no alkashi, no drunken battles, and the mother in the attack of white fever, will not crush her chair on the floor shouting that she was attacked by the devils. Just finally at night, it is quiet, and not scary, and the stomach is full.