Childhood

I recollect the childhood with tears on eyes (in sense not that it was awful, and that to me I am sad you see gradually I leave from it all further). I can recollect and recollect how to me it was healthy then. It is very pity that only photographs can remaind me about my light childhood.

For example, once, when I went to a day nursery - garden, I was ill and was treated at home, and my sister was in garden. There to us to us for breakfast gave pancakes and she as the true wet nurse of family has decided to take care of me. She has asked the additive, and the pancake has put in a pocket. Represent, what person was at mum when she has seen the daughter with a huge fat stain around of a pocket. As you understand, a pancake to me and not distances, and it is a pity!

In due time I have had time to try myself in different circles, such as dances, singing, the English language, art school, theatrical skill, but most of all to me my lessons on fugure skating were remembered. As on skates to stand in our group anybody especially is not skilful, for us the eye yes an eye was necessary. And the trainer and behind all at once can not notice one, and consequently specially for us something was thought up new. This opening was that chairs and we gave us, keeping hands for a chair, whether slided on ice. Not the truth severely?

Well, and in general the childhood at me was excellent though as I think, I from it have not grown. Yes look though at my children's photos and on me now unless that has changed?

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