Baby Diary

Today's topic is "If you met yourself as a child, what would you say to him/her?" What can I get into?" I was happy because they all gave same answer, they wanted to change past so they sent a message. what about me? what would I do

Maybe on a sunny morning I'll meet her outside cafeteria at gates of elementary school. Maybe she chooses "rainbow pen" popular among classmates, or maybe she's greedy for 50 cents apiece. a pack of sharp strips. But whatever it is, I will go to her and buy same style, and under her surprised look I will say: “I invite you!” Ha, he's so handsome. I was walking with her on way home, and she said that she and her mother called this beautiful path "The Crooked Path." What a lovely name, I praised, and she seemed to be delighted. She started talking to me again about rabbit she had raised, her beautiful dress, her parents, yesterday's food, homework, flowers and plants, and dimples on her face. As she spoke of this, she lifted her head and smiled at me, and I saw a small dimple in her cheek. Very cute, no wonder it's so cute. "Oh, you have too!" She pointed incredulously at my face. "Yes, what a coincidence." Looking at such a warm and sincere child, it's hard not to laugh with her

I took her to KFC, and when she stood in front of store, she almost glowed. After all, for her at this time this is a rare delicacy. I didn't eat anything, I just drank Coke. She doesn't really like to share, but because of her tutoring, she always has to let go. She handed me a hamburger and asked in a low voice: “Do you want it?” He hesitated. Someone should have told her.

In afternoon, I went with her to amusement park and continued to watch her, as she continued to look at carousel. Of course I know what she's thinking. I took her by hand and went straight to carousel. She was very panicked and hurriedly explained to me that she was a grown child and would be laughed at if she did not ride on her. She hadn't taken a step towards it all her childhood since she was teased once... Her proud ego didn't agree with her idea of ​​being true to herself. So I said, "I'm 17, I still love it, I'll still play, you come with me." I asked her for help and she always helped.

We played mad for hours, and she and I stood at crossroads on our way home. She suddenly asked me: “Will I grow up same as you?” For a moment I was confused, looked at her expectations, remembered chaos of recent years, I wanted to say something comforting, but I can not open my mouth.

"Can you buy a lot of toys?"

Huh?

"Can I eat KFC often?"

What?

"Can I keep carouseling when I grow up!?"

I looked at her, my throat caught, I slowly squatted down and took up this little hand.

"Of course!"

She was glad to receive an affirmative answer. Well, I almost apologized. How could that little kid in front of you ask what school you go toor what high-paying job you did and whether you became a good adult. She's not interested, she doesn't care. All she is obsessed with is whether happiness that is not easy for her now can become available in future.

Separation is coming, I give her a message: Your future will not be smooth, there will be many hardships, great and small, but you will always have sincerity that illuminates everything, and you will always have invincible courage - your weapon, you will fall into a trap, but none of that will stop you. Dear Keksin (author's nickname), flame in your heart will show you right direction, go boldly, don't look back...

See you in future.