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!

Tales from childhood: If there was magic in our world.

Hi! I'm Sophie. I want to tell you about my world.

What if we were all wizards? People would be able to do whatever they wanted.

"I want to get a magic wand now!" I say out loud.

The object immediately appears in my hands. And with the help of my magic wand, I continue my spell.

This way, I can improve some difficult situations. For example, when someone is arguing with someone else. Or if I want to get something quickly.

But these are all just dreams... As well as unicorns, mermaids, dragons, and fairies.

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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: Whose fault is it here!?

"You don't understand anything! You don't want to do anything!" once again my mother yelled at me.

I felt very offended then. I remembered different fairy tales where there were evil stepmothers and stepsisters.

If that lady in red, the one who doesn't give her name, is talking to you. Yes, my family doesn't know my name either. It's sad. Oh...

It was when I was a little girl. I was already lying in bed and decided it was my mother's fault, not mine.

"I'm normal, and you're not!" I said silently.

Maybe the problem lies with others? What do you think?

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: Talk in a café.

Hello to everyone who is reading these lines now. This is Sophie speaking, I think you remember me. I want to share with you an incident that I overheard in a café. 

"Mom, are we going to live in another village soon?" some girl asked her mother.

"Yes, tomorrow we will go there by train" the woman answered.

"I hope it will be much better these than here." the girl said.

"I hope so, too" the mother said.

I hear this lot. Supposedly, other places are paradise. But I'm skeptical. It's just that I've been a tourist in a few places before, and expectations and reality don't always match.

I said what I thought. 

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Literature. Part hundred thirty one.

                                                    "The Three Spinners" by the Brothers Grimm.

Once upon a time there was a lazy girl. She didn't want to spin. That's why her mother scolded her for it.

The Queen heard this and the girl's mother lied that her daughter was spinning too much.

Then the Queen decided that if this girl spins well, she could marry her son.

In the castle, she didn't know what to do; then the girl me three ugly spinners. They did all the work for her.

When the girl invited them to her wedding, the prince asked why the women were ugly. They answered that it was because they were spinning. He then forbade his wife.

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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: 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: My diary.

Dear diary, I want to share with you my joyful events and problems.

Today is very important day. I finally figured out what my favorite color is. Red!

Nice to meet you! I'm a nice year old girl. I live with my mother and twin sisters. Also, I study in public school.

But sometimes I have conflicts of interests with my siblings. It's probably competition. We decided our problems with different things.

I noticed that I often lose in arguments and my mother says that I haven't moral principles.

Once, back in first grade, I told my family about a conflict with my classmates.

"You shouldn't fight back. Just be patient and that's it,: my mom said sternly.

I took note of this.

Here is my story, a personal diary.

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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: 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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Tales from childhood: Alone girl.

Hello, dear readers! I'm Maria. I want to tell you about my young years. 

I grew up in orphanage. The state raised me. Also, I found my distant relative Timothy in a foster family.

Now about the present. I'm the mother of my son. I have an adopted daughter, too. Her name is Angela. She is essentially an orphan, so we took Angela into our family.

"I was once a lonely little girl, but now I have found different friends," Angela said.

"It's very good!" I said with a smile.

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Tales from childhood: Happy event for Angela.

When Angela lived with her parents she didn't remember many days. She was a little girl then.

In her new family, Angela was able to find herself and real friends. She was very happy!

In her old family, Angela didn't have time for different things. But there were people who helped her. Angela was grateful and patient. She used to feel lonely, but now it has passed. Also, Angela learned to understand people and notice things that not everyone notices.

It was a good example for Sophie and her friends.

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Tales from childhood: New Year and new events.

In the old year, Angela made different friends, because Maria actively introduced the girl to the children of her friends. Sophie was Angela's friend, too.

"I think that in the New Year Angela will be able to continue to be friends with the children." Mrs. Anne said.

Angela liked having people who understood her. So, Maria supported her in this.

Also, Angela in the New Year, Angela began taking courses.

Tales from childhood: Results of the year.

Many different things have happened this year. Something has even changed.

Sophie and her friends were glad for important moments.

"New Year is a good holiday!" Mrs. Anne said.

This old woman supported people during difficult moments. They were very grateful to her. Mrs. Anne was a positive person.

"Mrs. Anne is a kind enchantress for us." Sophie's mother said.

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Tale from childhood: Disappointment.

Sophie liked to watch TV. One show was her favorite. It was TV show about many different people and things. There were stupid jokes, but Sophie was sure that it's very funny.

"In this TV show there are silly moments!" Sophie's mother said.

"I think that this journalist is very talented! It's my opinion." Sophie said with admiration.

For several months, she continued to respect the creators of this television program.

But then Sophie saw a concert with this journalist, she realized that this is very boring!

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Literature. Part hundred three.

                              “Hurleburlebutz” by the Brothers Grimm.

Once upon a time a king was in a forest. He met a white dwarf there. The dwarf asked for king’s youngest daughter.

The family didn’t want to give up their daughter, but then the fox took the right girl.

The fox turned into a white dwarf and they began to live together.

Then the dwarf turned into a prince.

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