Tales from childhood: My son.

Hello, people! This is Mr. H. speaking. My son likes different sport games. He has a competition very soon.

"Remember, son, the main thing isn't winning, but participating." I told my son this and patted him on the shoulder.

"Yes, dad, that's exactly it. There's no need to worry about it." he said.

On the day of the competition, I was sitting in the spectators with my wife. We came to support our son.

"Come on, you can do it!" we shouted as our son confidently ran towards the goal with the ball.

My son took an honorable second place and I'm proud him!

"Well done!" my wife said with a smile.

"Thank you Mom and dad! The result is good!" my son said gladly.

Tales from childhood: Important talk for Timothy.

"I want to become handsome." Timothy said.

"We can help you!" nurse said.

It was in the hospital. Timothy decided to talk about his life.

"My father forgot about me," he said.

"Maybe he will remember about you later," the nurse said.

Also, Timothy told about people who couldn't understand him. How he walked during night. The young man needed it.

Now Timothy decided to check how the attitudes of others towards him would change.