I have recently been on the road, the evening of the day, all tired, traffic jams on the roads. Here comes a young mom with a son aged 4-6, she is given a seat, she sits down, the son settles on her knees. Here they go one, two, three stops, the boy looks at everything around – the wrapping of the chairs, the window windows, the tired faces of the companions, my mom’s bag... But the space of the route is limited, and he repeats his “route” – the chairs, passengers, the window, then he lifts his eyes at his mom, looks in her eyes and completely calm, I would even say, in a business tone, says:
Mom, I’m going to start now.