2010th year, autumn.We, third-year students, organize an unofficial dedication to the first course of our department.We gathered them in the park and held a squad with all sorts of joke-add-on tasks.Then we occupied one of the alleys, where the benches stand, and started singing songs under the guitar. We were accompanied by our curator (musical school behind our shoulders: vocals, guitars, piano) Suddenly, a wedding procession with the bridegroom and the bride at the head rolls on our alley, and we do not stop singing, stretching our mouths in smiles to our ears.
I don’t believe in signs, though good, though bad, but sometimes I remember this case and it becomes interesting: how does that couple’s family life go?