She began to think of Gosha - as it grew, as varied. In the preschool childhood it was small, lean, but with the big round
head. For some reason often fell and stukalsja the forehead as if the head outweighed - on a forehead even formed the
cone. Having gone to the first class, has grown fat and to the ridiculous reminded Napoleon from a picture. At school it
teased, he was afraid street shpany which stuck, taking away pocket money. In the evenings complained to mum. Liked to
be ill, that it was possible not to go to school. Loved grandmothers. Loved, that him met on road from school... She met,
when there was time though Century F it was not pleasant - he considered that it not on age. The boy should grow the man!
After the sixth class Gosha was extended, the person has ceased to look to nurseries. Began to be afraid less shpany, and
to stick to it have ceased. Then he has grown fond of lonely walks. As she first worried! Century F, on the contrary,
considered that it is quite good - the child should learn the world. To begin with - the nature, the city. To learn to look. To feel
independent. It is not terrible that it does not have close friends. People can be left on then when character will be formed
and you will be less subject to influences. Let at the child the feeling of freedom will develop.
Freedom! To nine mornings it was necessary to it for work. It at Century F, as at the photographer, more or less free
schedule. She has recollected, how went on Sundays with bags on a summer residence. Century F had a car, the old
"Muscovite" nicknamed "Rosinantom", so often, as he said, requiring under repair that it was usually used only for delivery
and export of things in the beginning and in the end of a season. On a summer residence grandmothers disposed, Century F
there at all very much aspired.
At the desire, from the childhood by a youth, all awkward age at boys (certainly, she still thought of Gosha) it is possible to
see all transition from this point of view - struggle for freedom. As he struggled for the right year from a year to go to bed later.
Till any moment all of them together went to wood in the summer. First he tried not to come off adults, asked, where there is
this or that path, a footpath, wanted, by means of the father, to make a neighbourhood map. Then, in the course of time,
being extended upwards, became simultaneously more impatient, more aggressive. Best others knew the district, any cards
to it were not required any more. Ran far forward, called impatiently. "Mum, well how many it is possible to wait? In the end of
the ends. Long you there still?" Snapped, if to it offered a route which was not pleasant to it. Just then these boys do with
the freedom...
Again this hum behind a window as if someone flies on electric pomele.