programming daughter



I was walking my daughter on the playground today. Another girl of 5-6 years was playing next to her. Then a window opened on the 3rd floor, from it appeared a bearded long-haired male face with glasses, and loudly trumpeted: "Lisaveta, ping!"
“Piing” with a thin voice responded to the girl Lisa, and continued to play, and the father disappeared back in the bowels of the room. I was just pinging.