When I was a kid, I used to say cal-cal. And my mom understood that “cal-cal” is “read”. All mothers and children have their own bird tongue.
And now my mom tells me “skab” – and I understand that is skype.
Marusina’s mom says “secondheads,” and Marusya understands that it’s skinheads.
After all, Lehi’s mother left, who says “a circle of creases,” and Lecha understands that it’s a French press.

At first, you don’t know all the human words, but your mother understands you. And then Mom doesn’t know, but you still know what she’s talking about.

My mother and I lived in different cities and now live together. With her appearance, a lot has changed, but the most important thing: I used to have an apartment, and now there is a house. The same room sounds different when there is a mother.

My mom and I exchanged bags. I’m at home, my mom comes from work. I run past her and immediately into the bag. Because mom’s bag when she’s off work is the most interesting place in the world. Especially when Mom in the winter with the frost, she smells of sweat, mask and cheeks ice. There must be something interesting in the bag. Candy or soap bubbles. And you are very pleased with it, ten minutes very pleased! And then it doesn’t matter, but tomorrow mom will come back from work again with her bag.

Now it is the opposite. I come, and she asks, “What did you bring me?” and I open the bag, and there are some gift plugs. Mom immediately runs to the kitchen, and while I am out, she is already passing past the room, in one hand a cup of tea, in the other bank of strawberries, and in the mouth of the bride, because the hands are busy. And she tells me something right through the bucket, looking very business. Probably, she says that she was putting the pins today (we agreed that my mom would never put the pins because she didn’t have to touch the pins, but she was still putting them) and now I don’t have pins anymore. Once I was exactly as upset that I got a trio: very quickly, unclearly, through the bull. Because as she said honestly, it seemed to have passed. My mom once told me, “You haven’t said it yet, but I already know what you’ve thought.” And I have the feeling that I am now too.