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I was driving here with my son, in the car (little 11 years old) and seemingly nothing predicted, but here is the same question:

Q: Dad, and children are only for sex?

I: In most cases yes (I didn’t talk about artificial insemination, because I wasn’t prepared)

C: Well then I want to upset you. You will not have grandchildren. At least from me.

I am :? ? to ? to And what happened?

C: My friends here showed me where people have sex. I don’t want to participate in such an abomination!

I agreed with the arguments, pushing the inner laughter. I’ll ask later, about grandchildren, maybe not all is lost yet.

Sometimes I wait for days in the factory as a mechanic. I have to go through the shop tonight and check it out. We meet with an electrician, who also goes around the territory. The first time we meet, we stand, we talk. The second time you go and think - well he's on her, as much as you can discuss one and the same, I'll go another way... Yesterday we met there, where neither he nor I needed to...

Sadly, when parents pass on your favorite toys to other children in order to please their tears, I don’t think about your feelings at all.



But there is another sadness – to promise to buy a toy and not to buy it. So for 3 years his father promised to buy a railroad, but instead he was given the world's smallest kamazik. Very small, the size of 2 flash boxes, probably the dumb cheapest.



I have not seen the railway for four or five years. He told this story to his girlfriend as an adult. And she gave me a railway at noon. I was crying inside then, I couldn’t rejoice (blin, now it got in the eye too).



In fact, I married her. My son is playing on the road. More precisely, we are together! and ;)

The Cold War is like peace, but the screams are measured every day.

Once the stories of transferring rights in the United States have gone, I will add my own. We sit with my husband in a row in New Jersey, wait for us to be called and talk quietly. Together sit two, say so, "brothers" young, pumped guys and talk loudly in Russian. They heard us and one is right away. “You don’t know,” he says to me, “how much it costs and who can be given that the exam would be put.” I did not even understand at first. "Well, to pay that would be issued without the exam, that would not pass it," he added, seeing that I am not scorned. “What to give,” I said, “can be in Russian, there is nothing to do, it is easy.” “Knees,” he shouted, “there the grandmother says it’s like hanging two fingers!” Well, I didn’t really say that, but everyone interprets as he understands. As a result, they went to the exam as if they were scared. We went out and met them again. I have never seen such pride. They just glowed and chanted their breasts, "We gave up!Same" It was probably the first time in their lives, so they were proud of themselves. Congratulations, there is always a starting point.

America will not lie: labor has turned the monkey into a man, and the social benefit has brought it back.

I’m 6 or 7 and I’m sitting in the toilet (where there’s a bathroom, a dishwasher and a washing machine) and crying. The grandmother comes:

What happened?

I put my toothbrush into the toilet. I am unconscious, wow.

Oh, nothing terrible though. Was it washed? Just wash it with soap and clean it.

No, I broke yours.

And further to the mountains, my grandmother immediately threw out the brush, and for a long time reminded me of my handshake. At that moment I understood about the arrow, although there was no such term yet.

As a child, I had a favorite toy, a big pink rabbit named Martin.

I always walked with him, slept with him, shared secrets and all in the same spirit. I didn’t take him to the garden just because of the fear of letting anyone but me play with him.

And so that evening I come back from the garden, and the toys are nowhere. I went to my mom and asked where was Martin. What I get the answer: we had your cousin in our guests, and she liked it very much, I gave it to her.

This was the first time I learned what a betrayal from a loved one was.