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At the entrance of our house my grandmother lived. Grandmother Lyuba. She was 97 years old. Sweet, nice old lady, always in a good mood, smiling and friendly. For me it is - the enlightened leader. Easy! I'm in your mind and not fall down when I saw her sitting on a bench near the entrance. Let me explain why I think so.

First Granny Lyuba decorated window sills on our floor and our porch pots with flowers. Handsomely. The next day, the brightest colors - those with buds - stolen, and near the subway can be seen nimble traders with pots of flowers granny.

Neighbors decided to put a lock and intercom at the front door. But she hung on the walls of the frame with great sayings, awaken the conscience and act as commandments. Again, I put the flowers on the windowsill. Comfortably.

The staircase began to get rowdy teenagers. Grandmother Lyuba came ... and offered them water or tea. They laughed for a long time. Poobryvali flowers and turned the frame.

The next day, she again put the flowers back under the previous look and put it on the windowsill of the book. Classics. Came teenagers. Galdeli, rustled. She went out and invited them to tea with her buns, mouth-watering and delicious smelling. The boys could not refuse. And even dragged along with a promise to read a book. Flowers are not touched, the frame too.

The next day she brought a plastic bottle with water, so that everyone who decides to take care of flowers, could pour. And the new book. In the evening we came teenagers poured water on each other, laughed and chattered. My grandmother came back to him and offered tea, buns, took a bottle, fill it with water and asked them to water the flowers.

The boys began to come into the entrance of each day, the neighbors were outraged, even once called the police, but my grandmother said it, they say, to her, her pupils came for the books, distributed at the policemen book confused adolescents and conducted police: "With God! »

At the entrance there was a bookcase. And next announcement: "Please! If you have a home there are interesting and important books have you read, share! Please! And those who took the check out, please return for those who are the same it may be necessary and important! »

The cabinet filled with books. Flowers appeared on window sills on all floors. Beautiful frame with quotes too. Every evening, the entrance door to the building began to leave open.

In the evening you could see on the stairs of teenagers reading books. Grandmother put on the windowsill a few small lamps, that they should be easier to read. Children sitting in the entrance to activate the flashlight, and it was lighter than usual.

Grandmother died. On the ground floor of our house to open a club for children and teenagers. With a library and flowers on the windowsills. The symbol of the club became a flashlight.

Author: Olga Plisetskaya
Photos in the preview: Christopher Walker





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