Cheerfully and with a spark about denunciations. In my pioneer childhood us learnt to regret starving inhabitants of Africa and to protest against cutting down of storm woods of Amazon. We regretted and protested. But it is somehow languid. Without a spark. In ten years, already in the beginning 90, acquaintances have started to leave in large quantities abroad. No not to have a rest. Who a shuttle who overtook cars. Told terrible things about the bourgeois world. For example, in Germany the friend had to leave rather essential sum only because its just bought old car strongly smoked, and someone from vigilant citizens has informed in police. We were terrified and appropriated to poor Germans the most impartial nicknames. And a companion regretted. By the way, quite sincerely. « Poor »Germans call till now in police if see, that someone has not cleaned for the dog during walk in park or from someone's car oil drips. Americans cut in time lawns not only because so it is more beautiful, but also being afraid of discontent of neighbours. Englishmen wash sidewalks with special shampoos. One we live cheerfully and carefree. It would Seem, here it, an occasion to pleasure.
One ill luck. I have grown. And to rejoice something it would not be desirable. Especially, when I go with the child, and we are shrouded by a black smoke from passing by авто. Or when I attack traces of ability to live of someone's favourite doggie. Or when in the winter the clean tenant of the next house washes the car so, that all street abruptly going down downwards becomes covered by a thin ice layer. Will not believe, but I have started to understand Germans, Americans and Englishmen it is better than them. I too wish to complain somewhere. Let will fine infringers. Only to complain it is useless … and there is no place. But now I absolutely sincerely regret storm woods of Amazon.
Nadejda Degtiareva, photo by Valerii Corcimari.