In the mid-1990s, the mother decided to rebuild the hallway, which did not have heating.

The roof was removed from the adjustment, doors and windows were dismantled, one box of brick was left (for experts, the brick was placed on the floor).

It was summer, I was a little fuck 11-12 years old on vacation. About what my mother wanted to do with the adjustment I did not know and how I was before the light bulb at all. One beautiful morning, when my mother was at work, my sister was in school, and I, as a mega-independent man, remained alone at home for the elder (over the dog and the cat), I decided that it was time for me to get involved in the process of building - rebuilding. I decided that once everything is broken around, the brick box is also to be removed. Breaking the bricks with a hammer was boring and not productive, this is why I took a piece of pollen and as a mural tool from "Well, wait!" I started crawling on the walls! The pieces of the brick were flying in all directions, and I felt like a superhero.

Having broken everything up to the foundation, I sat down to rest. Through the sedimentary dust I saw my titanic work, as suddenly in my head came a thought: "and my mom wanted to dismantle it, or maybe I just thought to cover it with bricks? “” And here I really barely looked at it. What to do? ! to and panic. I didn’t want to wait for my mother from work and get tired alone, losing in my head the scenes of my own murder. It was decided to run to the telephone cabin and call the mother to work - to give up, so that by the evening the rumor was gone and got used to the thought that her son is an idiot.

Having found out that the accessory was still wanted to demolish, I stated that I was ready to help and immediately commit to disassembly! After listening to the safety instructions, I ran home on cotton legs. In the evening, I was declared a hero and a mother's assistant, awarded with snacks and allowed to walk more.

I told my mother about how it really was only ten years later. Be careful with the initiative. All are good!