We have a pedestrian passage in the city, in the central market. There is constant confusion there. When the red still burns, there is no movement, and people with a huge crowd begin to cross the road. But the fact is that for drivers still burns green. Just the connection there is like that, a little crazy and for me still incomprehensible.

I watched the picture today. A grandmother with her grandson and granddaughter, who are five years old, runs to a pedestrian crossing to get time on the green. But he warned when they were five meters from the road.

Then there was a dialogue between grandmother (B) and grandson (B).

B is Sasha! Go ahead soon! Go to!

A: (with an absolutely calm voice) Grandma, I won’t go. Do you see the red light burning?

B: Sasha, you are your mother, go! They are all passing!

A: You, if you want, go and I’ll wait for green. I won’t let Lisa go red.

And Sasha pulled his hand out of his grandmother’s hand, and took his sister’s hand.

The grandmother cried something, but because of the noise was not heard. But in the end they crossed the road only on the green light.