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: Festival in the big city.

Hello, everyone! This is Beth speaking. How are you?

My brother Johnny, our friend Sophie, and I are invited to a big city for the opening of an event. We will be there the whole evening and even longer.

"We will be able to meet local citizens!" my brother Johnny said.

There we actually met people who were born in the center of a big city and have lived there their entire lives.

"I live here and went to school here. Now I'm studying at a prestigious university." the young girl bragged to me.

"The festival is very beautiful, I liked the dancing!" Sophie said.

There was a huge crown of people there, and I couldn't see all the stars of the concert.

Perhaps a big city offers more opportunities, but I'm not sure...

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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!

Literature. Part hundred thirty six.

                                        Little Women by Louisa May Alcott.

Meg, Jo, Beth, and Amy are the main characters of the novel. Also, they are the March sisters.

All the girls are very different. They encounter difficulties. But the teenage sisters solve their problems.

Four sisters help others and meet new friends.

There are many movies and cartoons about this book.

Literature. Part hundred thirty five.

                                                 Little Lord Fautleroy by Frances Hodgson Burnett.

This novel was the writer's first book.

Cedric lives with his mother. His father died.

Dick is a bootblack and Cedric's friend. Grocer Mr. Hobbs is his friend, too.

Suddenly it became known that Cedric had become the Earl's heir.

There are different movies and cartoons about these characters.

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Tales from childhood: Before and after.

Good afternoon, people! I'm Timothy. I'm an orphan boy. I already said that I have become accustomed to my status.

"Your mother is very far away from you now. You can't call her or write a letter." someone told me.

I think my mother knows that I was able to find friends in the orphanage. Although of course I have problems, I solve them.

When I had a mother, I was a mama's boy. Then my mother died under unclear circumstances. Immediately I found myself here and I had to come to terms with a lot of things.

I had to stand up for myself in the group. No one was protecting me anymore.

Tales from childhood: Secret place.

Hello, dear readers! I'm Sophie. Today I want to tell you about my old secret.

A long time ago, I was at Mr. Theodor's cottage. Then my friends Beth and Johnny showed me a secret place. His children knew about it. 

There was another large apartment at the very bottom of the building. And it was filled with jewelry. I was shocked!

"Just don't tell anyone about this, please!" Beth asked me.

Many years passed since then, I don't know how it is now.

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: Important woman in my life.

Hi, dear people! This is Timothy speaking to you, remember me? If you remember me, that's great, but if you've forgotten me, I'm the one who was orphaned as a child. Then I became ugly, and my wife left me. Now it's not so important.

I want to tell you a personal secret. I've had many relationships with different women in my life. My ex-wife was far from my first and last love.

Let me tell you about the most important woman in my life. My mother. In my early childhood, I was happy with this woman. She loved me then, and I still love my mother and always will.

I'm very similar to her, but when I was eight, my mother died. She was murdered. It's so hard for me to remember. Ah...

My father never lived with us, so I don't know him personally.

"Poor orphan!" said some girl.

But I've long since gotten used to my status. Besides, Sophie and her friends always support me.

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Tales from childhood: Our team.

Good morning or evening, friends! I'm Mr. H. Soon in our city we will hold a sport competition. Several teams have arrived. They are all ready to play.

"How wonderful, that this long-awaited event is coming soon! Everyone's been preparing for it for months!" my wife said with joy in her voice.

Indeed, a stadium was built specifically for this game. Also, sports grounds appeared on the streets and young people have already begun to engage in various exercises on them. I think it's a good thing. My son has already participated in a sports competition after training at the new location.

"Dad, when are we going to watch the competition?" my son asked me.

"Yes, this evening" I answered.

The ones we supported won! I'm happy, and so is my family!

But I want to tell you again that in sport, the most important things isn't winning, but taking part, because even those who lose have trained their bodies well. Ha-ha-ha!

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: Surprise.

"It's very cold now! So, you need to dress warmly." my granny said.

Yes, the weather is really cold this year. There is still a lot of snow everywhere. This is perfect for the holidays.

I went outside wearing several sweaters, a hat, boots, and a fur coat. I like Christmas!

"Good morning Sophie!" my friend Natalie said.

"Hi!" I said with a smile.

"I heard that a girl named Angela woke up in the hospital after a long sleep. Last year, that's exactly what I wished for." Natalie said.

"I want to meet her," I asked Natalie.

Then we went to the hospital and saw a teenage girl who was sleeping a lot. We used to visit Angela.

The girl sat in bed and talked to the doctor. It was a real gift for us.

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: There are all small details!

"The driver talked to us rudely" my son told me.

"Tell me; were you able to get to the right place with your friends?" I asked my son.

"Yes, dad, we got to the cinema safety." he answered me.

"That's the main thing. What he said isn't so important. So don't pay attention to such minor details." I said with a smile.

My son looked at me and thought, then raised his eyebrows and said:

"It's probably really not something to worry about"

"That's how it should be." my wife supported us.

I tell you all this, Mr. H.

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Literature. Part hundred twenty five.

                                           "After Twenty Years" by O. Henry.

Jim is a cop. He met his old friend Bob. They were in this place twenty years ago.

Bob was on the West. He had a career there. Also, Bob became the criminal and the police are looking for him.

The friends talked to each other. They discussed how their lives had changed during this time.

At the end, Bob is arrested by another police officer, and Jim gives his friend a letter. There he explained to his friend Bob that Jim couldn't arrest him himself.

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Literature. Part hundred twenty three.

                                                  The Wonderful Adventures of Nils by Selma Lagerlöf.

Once upon a time there was a boy named Nils. He tortured animals. Nils was turned into a little man.

He visited many different places with his friend goose named Martin.

In the end, Nils and his friend returned home and the boy became his previous size.

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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: What is our reality?

Hi! I'm Beth. Now is time for interesting story. I think that you know about Angela and her parents. So, I want to tell you a secret. Actually, her real family died a few years ago.

Therefore, Angela simply made up many situations due to severe stress. Then it got better when Raymond and Maria took her in.

One of my friends, who knows the family well, told me all this. Although it may just be her fantasy.

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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: It's my fault!

Hello, people! I'm Sophie. I want to tell with you about situation.

Angela is my friend. I know her good enough. 

Once there was such a case with her. She was beaten by the boys from the neighborhood. Then her own mother called her bad words for it. She said that Angela was to blame for everything and shouldn't expect protection from her. Besides. her daughter was older than those boys.

"What is this?" Natalie asked Angela, when she saw her bruises.

"It's all my fault." she said.

What do you think about this situation?

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