When I was a child, I had a very loud voice...which was a sin to hide, almost a girl. On the phone, I was often confused with my mother, and if everyone began to distinguish the voices over time, then one of my mom's colleagues, also a teacher (TP), did not give up.

Examples of Dialogue:



I say hello!

Lena, hello to you!

It is not Lena.

TP: And who is it?



or



I : Yes

TT: Lena, there are plans before the end of the week.

I: stand, I will call you now

TP: Who is Who?

I: my mom

Q: Whom of whom?



She made me angry, even more upset, and she called frequently. I decided to change my voice. When he was alone at home, he rehearsed, tried to break, grumble or sing, imitating Vysotsky.

And here somehow the phone rings, I rehearsed, as low as possible, with the voice I say, "Allo! "

Pause a few seconds, then: Len, are you sick? Will you go to work tomorrow?



I haven’t digested it yet.)