I walk with two friends in the park.
All with wheelchairs, and one also has a daughter Katya, five years old, next door.
We are caught by a tractor with a truck.
We stumbled, and this Katya just under the tractor didn’t rush with a scream:
"Buchas, there is a Buchas".
Indeed, on the course of the tractor moves a frog.
The young mommy, while the tractor is passing by and we see if the bug will survive, tells us,
That daughter is so gentle, so loves nature, etc.
When the tractor and the truck passed, it turned out that the frog survived, mommy releases the girl.
With a scream, "Bukaška, bukaska" runs to the beetle and tastingly presses it with his sandals!
Mommy in confusion.