Hello my xxxxx
My darling now I sat and looked as children play in the street, and to me in a shower that that has occurred also I has recollected as I spent the childhood in the summer. In the summer I had a rest in village at the grandfather. The fishing village Vyselki is in the ARKHANGELSK area, therefore in the summer also the Nizhniy Novgorod heat I there am not hot at all have not felt.
From the first day of stay in village to the last I was engaged in usual affairs: ran with children on seacoast (the village has settled down at the Most white sea), there we walked and played, ran in wood on berries, helped adults to untangle networks and to touch the caught fish. Still I went with girl-friend Tanej to the thrown church ashore.
Church though and thrown, it is very beautiful: white stone walls, narrow windows-loopholes, walls are inside painted by magnificent pictures on bible plots. However, lists were showered, but I have made out the most part of images well enough.
Except campaigns on vicinities, I also helped the grandmother with the grandfather on an economy: fed pets (at their grandfather much, here both hens, and pigs, and even female quails), washed floors in the house, helped to repair a roof. In the late evenings we watched on TV different transfers though surprised small quantity of channels-vsegoo five. It was unusual for me, I have got used to click on twelve channels.
For a summer to me so the life in village, that in the end of August when the daddy has arrived for me was grew fond, I with melancholy left lovely village.
The darling from such memoirs of the childhood to me so to become and it is pleasant and heavy on a shower.
And you sometime had such memoirs. It would be very pleasant to me to read about your children's summer.
Elena