Under our windows is a playground of kindergarten, respectively, in the daytime we often wake up from sound effects. Usually not only children’s cries are heard, but also the loving voices of educators: “Aloenochka, don’t eat the sand,” “Arkaša, stop beating the Petenka with the brick.” And then one day, interrupting all this noise, there is a loud low voice of the teacher: "Prohor! Get up from your knees!And it is!''