nikolai afanasyevich, good afternoon. good afternoon. good afternoon, good afternoon. you for coming, we are meeting you on the eve of a big holiday, victory day, you, a child of war, were born in... we all wake up, because the house is next to the house, across the road and so on, and where is dad to goat, have left to mow , well, they left, they left, you know, the older generation came to this terrible event so smartly and tactfully, they stood up, but their fathers were not there, uh-huh, and the day passed, but dad never came, our name was father, sometimes dad. sometimes the father, and sometimes the folder, you know, everything turned out to be dad, they are not there, and where is mom you ask, let him come, he will come, and he didn’t come until the end of the war, this is a memory, at the most acute moment, this is a meeting of the germans , what are the germans for us children, well, maybe we’ll come, we also played in the war, you know, there are chipaevites and the whites, fighting, of course, and the germans, who are the germans, well, the adults gathered