All to it a toy: a cube and the coil …
The brightest our impressions and memoirs – it come from the childhood. Recollect, how it was cheered up from a campaign in a simple toy shop? And as the grief from loss or casual breakage of a favourite toy … was great. And every second of us swore, that will not forget this old bear whom silly parents have left on a summer residence or have cleaned in a closet, or the machine which, thanks to greedy adults, and remained on a shelf in the shop. … also have forgotten after all. … Now all of us became adults, at us already children so now we and can feel in a skin of parents. … and as it is paradoxical, in one fine day we find out, that at all we do not understand own children. We get toys of which dreamt in the far childhood, and unlike those cheapskates-adults from our childhood we do not regret money for them. However at home it is found out, that the greatest pleasure from a new toy was received … by mum.
