Many of us love to spend free time at the cottage. Once come the weekend, we rush there to take a break from the dusty and noisy city. Only there you can feel the atmosphere of peace and tranquility. This small but very vital tale of giving will help you to reflect on life and laugh. And all because this is pure truth. This is not doubted!
True tale about the cottage
I'm 7 years old. Hooray, finally my grandmother takes me to the cottage.
15 years. We got rodaki with your garden!
21. It seems to me, my grandmother lost her mind. This is necessary - all day tearing the grass, and the right would be the beds, and the grass along the fence who prevented?
I only need 26. Villa for meetings with Durza and kebabs.
35 years. Hmm, if I did not sow radishes?
I 45. All the beds in the garden.
60 years. Something fence overgrown with grass, weeding is necessary.
78. Already drag the heavy bags to the cottage, children and grandchildren do not help, they say - it is not necessary to plant anything, buy everything. It was only seven-great-grandson happy. He is happy that the summer is over and we're going to the cottage. Life goes on ...
The story is familiar to many. Everything in this life is back to square one. And most importantly - it continues.
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