I have a friend, Elena. Born a daughter. My daughter was six months old and decided to find her a babysitter. Looking for a long time did not have to - the neighbor on the staircase cage said, "Oh, I just have a friend, so many years worked as a babysitter in the kindergarten, such an active retired woman... "

Well decided, an experienced, active retiree is exactly what we need.

Then came the day of the interview. Alena opens the door, greeting the new babysitter. The nurse enters, throws her "hello" almost through her shoulder, confidently goes to wash her hands to take the child. Then he goes to the baby bed and looks at the baby. He turns sharply, looks at Alena and almost screams:

Alenka is you?

Well.. Surprised by the mother of the child.

You have another name on... by P!

The Polish.. How do you know?

Thirty years ago you were in my bedroom, I saw you as a child, as if you were brought back to me, little girl. Well work..

Now I have a second generation :)