Tales from childhood: Experiences.

Hello, dear children and adults! This is Mrs. Anne speaking. I'm an elderly woman, the mother of an adult daughter, and the grandmother of a young grandson.

I know about the disease that the lady in red suffers from. I feel so sorry for her! I don't understand those who stigmatize people who have been infected with this illness. The worst thing is that this is an incurable disease!

"Such cases happen. It's scary." my friend said and sighed.

"I hope she can handle it" I said with hope.

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Tales from childhood: Where is my inheritance?

Good time to you! I'm Timothy. I'm an orphan who lives in an orphanage, I'm a friend of one boy and a friend of Maria.

After my mother's murder, I live with my friends. If necessary, we protect each other and come to each other's aid in difficult times.

"You don't have any relatives at all?" someone asked me.

"Yes, that's what happened to me." I said.

My late Mom never told me about father or her relatives. I wanted to ask her, but I didn't have time. Also, I didn't have any inheritance. Or rather, I did have one, but then it disappeared somewhere.

I was only able to keep a piece of my mother's clothing. This is my memory of her.

"I love you very much and miss you. I want to achieve justice."

Tales from childhood: Our educators.

Hi, readers! I'm just a resident of the orphanage where Maria and Timothy live. I'm their good friend. The three of us have a great time together, and no one says anything to us. It helps us orphans cope with loneliness.

We have teachers and educators, but these adults are very indifferent to us. For example, one woman, a young woman, often told us about her eight-year-old son, who was often sick. This child spent a month every two months on sick leave with his mother.

"My child needs me, he has a high fever and hospitalized! Now he needs me more than you troubled teenagers!" the teacher said these words every time.

At such moments, Maria remained in charge, but Timothy and I were able to afford to leave the orphanage.

The other teachers didn't react to our behavior. But one day, an old security guard caught us and wouldn't let us outside. Maybe that was for the best, because it was very cold out there!

Tales from childhood: Blind love.

Good day to everyone reading these lines! It's me again, Timothy. I want to share with you one of the women I've loved.

I was still unattractive back then, and my ex-wife had already kicked me out. I had to live wherever I pleased. It was a difficult time. But that's when I met this beautiful and kind girl.

It happened in the center of a city. Everyone there was in a hurry.

"Hello, beauty!" I told her.

"Hi, young man!" the girl said without looking at me.

At that moment I realized that my new friend was blind. Yes, it was she who saw nothing and this beautiful girl didn't care how I looked.

I started talking to her more often, and that's how our friendship began. Back then, I felt free to walk around in front of my friend, doing whatever I wanted. It gave me confidence.

Then I fell in love with a blind girl because she was the one who valued my inner world. We often went to different places.

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Tales from childhood: Generosity.

"Mom, I want to give my old things to my friend." my daughter said.

"Good idea!" I said with a smile.

My daughter often gives away clothes and toys to those in need. This is right. There are people who need all this.

"Mrs. Anne, your daughter is a very, very generous and kind woman," her friend said.

Then my grandson was given a gift, too.

Tales from childhood: Overcoming.

It was hard for me to live here. I longed for freedom. At the orphanage, no one valued me. They didn't see me as an individual.

"Do you want to go to the party with me?" my friend suggested it to me.

I knew no one would notice our absence, so I agreed. Besides, we were very bored, and the holidays were coming soon.

We dressed warmly and left quietly. Nobody even looked for us. It was snowing outside, and then the sun came out.

There were many different foods and drinks at the party. We ate, drank, and danced.

After a while, I realized that I was tired and fell asleep right in the corridor on the sofa.

"Timothy, come on, wake up, we're going home!" my friend said.

It was very hard for me, but I got up and they took us there in a car.

At the orphanage, Maria talked to me. I couldn't understand her, but only later did I understand everything.

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Tales from childhood: My first love.

Hello everyone! It's Timothy again. I want to tell you a story from my youth.

I was about 18 years old then. I fell in love with my teacher's daughter. This girl was only two months older than me. She had a very beautiful figure.

"Good morning!" I told her these words for the first time with a smile.

"Hello blondie!" she told me and waved her hand.

She might not even know my name, and I don't remember the name of my first love either.

I planned to meet her when all the adults had left and we could talk calmly. I was embarrassed then! She was the first girl I liked. She lived next room.

One day, completely by accident, I saw a girl through the crack in her room door... I saw her... I saw my first love sleeping. She was wearing only a nightgown.

I may have stood there for a few minutes, enjoying looking at my love. Then suddenly she turned around and I saw her true beauty.

"What are you doing here?" her friend asked me.

"Hm... I was just passing by," I answered with excitement.

Here my first love woke up and apparently already understood everything.

"How dare you!" she screamed.

Also, she slapped me on the left cheek, then on the right. Then I got a few more hard slaps.

"Serves you right, you deserve it!" said her friend.

That's how my first love ended. Several years later I moved out and married my now ex-wife.

Tales from childhood: Village of my yoth.

Hi, dear different readers! I'm Mrs. Anne's friend. I'm an old woman, too. Also, I have two handsome grandsons.

My childhood was spent in the village. I remember there were a lot of cattle in this place. I worked a lot in the field.

By the way, some people think I'm weird because sometimes I start making jokes or telling stories from my life.

"Good morning!" a neighbor's child told me.

"Good morning, kid!" I said.

Now I've been living in our city for over twenty years. I remember how some girl with auburn hair and green eyes was watching her younger twin sisters. They were still young then.

Raymond's friend is my friend. I know his whole family well.

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Tales from childhood: Our help for friend.

"I like talking with you," I told him.

"Natalie, thank you very much for supporting me," Timothy said.

I decided to talk with the young man when he wanted. My friend Sophie decided to support Timothy, too.

He is a real person, but no everyone believes in it.

Timothy had some difficulties a few years ago, then the problems were resolved. The young man was helped by his friends.

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Tales from childhood: How I look at life.

Good evening, everyone! I'm a friend of Raymond's family. I want to tell you about my views.

I'm a positive person. That's what my wife says. If you succeed, then it's good. And if not, then you didn't really want it. Maybe you can do these things next time.

Also, of someone speaks badly about you, don't be upset, because if people call you that, it's they who call you that.

I immediately forget about such trifles. And I advise others to do the same.

"Yes, that's how it should be!" my child said.

Tales from childhood: Woman with kind heart.

Good morning, boys and girls! I’m Johnny and I want to tell you about our life.

Mr. Theodor and Beth are my family. Sophie is my class mate and friend.

Lady in red helped my father if needed. She worked with us. I think that she has a kind heart.

“Hello, Beth and Johnny! How are you today?” she asked me and my sister.

“We are fine, thank you” we answered.

Woman in red is a polite person.

Tales from childhood: Family friend.

Hi, everyone! I'm Raymond. Today I want to share with you that my family has a good friend.

I met him a few years ago. He is a very kind man. My wife friends with him, too.

My friend knows how to forgive and doesn't like to remember sad moments because he is a very positive person.

"I think that this is better," he said with a smile.

My family likes this type of people.

Tales from childhood: Imaginary friend.

Hi, people! I'm Angela. I like my new family. We are all friends with Timothy. He is a relative in this family.

There are people who think that Timothy isn't real. For example, my old family. But he is a real young man. Timothy had surgery.

He is a very good person. Timothy can tell funny stories and jokes. We all support him.

"Angela probably has an imaginary friend," my Mom said.

"It's all a child's imagination," my Dad said.

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Literature. Part hundred nineteen.

                                             "The Devoted Friend" by Oscar Wilde.

Once upon a time animals told about Hans and his friend Miller.

Hans was the young and worked in the garden.

Miller visited Hans during spring. They didn't forget each other.

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Tales from childhood: Another person and his view.

Lara was an ill-mannered child. And her mother was ill-mannered, too. Even after several years, little has changed. Maybe they just became calmer. Grandfather didn't tell them anything at all.

"This is how they communicate," Sophie's grandmother said.

Raymond and Maria had a family friend. He was very cheerful and kind. Also, their friend had a great sense of humor. So, his life was easy and positive.

Literature. Part hundred eight.

                                                    Emma by Jane Austen.

Emma Woodhouse is the main character of this novel. She is a young woman. Emma is a matchmaker. But she is herself isn't married.

She created different marriages between different people. 

George Knightley is Emma's friend. He is critics her sometimes.

Tales from childhood: Why old friends are so important?

"Old friend is better than new friends." Sophie's teacher said.

"I wonder what the teacher meant?" Sophie thought.

"This means that the person you have known for a long time is a proven person." Natalie said.

It really was so Sophie knew that strangers shouldn't talk about their own secrets.

Tales from childhood: Interesting offer.

Timothy was glad that he had a new good friend. But sometimes he worried that some people didn’t understand him and judged by Timothy’s appearance. His pet loved him and didn’t notice anything.

One morning, when Timothy was walking outside with his puppy, a middle-aged woman noticed him. She saw Timothy without an iron mask and knew what to do.

“Good morning young man! What’s your name?” she said.

“Hello! My name is Timothy.” Timothy said.

“I really want to help you, Timothy.” the woman said.

Also, she gave her phone number.

At home, Timothy called this phone number and then went to visit Maria. He was very happy. Raymond and Maria had a long talk with Timothy about something.

“Sophie, Timothy was cheerful yesterday.” Angela said.

“I hope he’s doing well now.” Sophie said.

Tales from childhood: New kind friend.

Mrs. Anne decided to make a surprise for Timothy. She wanted to give him a little puppy. This pet was a daughter of neighborhood dog.

"This puppy will be a good friend for Timothy. The pet will love Timothy." Mrs. Anne said.

The surprise pleased the young man very much, he always dreamed of a dog.

They began to live together, Timothy took care of a baby puppy, fed, walked with his pet. The puppy loves its owner.

"Very good that Timothy has such a friend!" Sophie thought.

Tales from childhood: Lady in red.

Sometimes on the street people noticed a young woman in red clothes. She was very polite with others.

This woman was the one with whom Timothy talked on the phone, then she herself came to him.

They often walked together, Timothy was comfort and confident next to the lady in red. Also, he was cheerful near to her.

Sophie and Angela noticed that this young woman is beautiful.

"They are together again! What did he find in her?!" Mrs. Anne's friend said.

"In any case, it’s their own deal." Mrs. Anne said. 

Perhaps the young man saw in this woman something more than others.

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