I was 4 years old and when I sat down to eat I drove my mom out. I will not eat from this plate, give it another. My mother translated. And I’m telling my mother again and I’m not going to go from this one, let’s go from another. Then, the same thing with the glass, I will not drink from this, so my mom spilled and transferred 5-10 times there. I also changed skirts and skirts.



A grandmother comes and sees this picture. He said, “Give it to me for a few days.

My mom gave it.



I tried to do the same with my grandmother at lunch. I will not eat from this plate.

The Grandmother:

You will not? Well, okay, the cat will and toss out my cat’s food. The next meal is after dinner. Yes, I didn’t cry for a long time, because I quickly realized that it was useless. Children know who can be manipulated and who can not.

I tried for the next meal, again to check my caprices, but I was quickly out of training 2-3 days was enough.



My grandmother was not a sadist. My grandmother died in 1998 when I was 17. I loved and respected her and visited her frequently, almost every weekend, until her death.

And by the way, she never beat (their parents were beaten with a belt sometimes) and never shouted at us and our brother, but was an authority for us and we obeyed her.

She adhered to a simple rule – “I said – do,” it works very powerful.