ўvaskros, let's go, brothers, walking, hibernating, sir god, lord, god, show the way to good luck, sonenkaved share, and for the sake of old traditions new life, i'm getting colder , little rutka. in 1985, in anticipation of projects on the belarus 24 tv channel, my parents came here. i wanted to see this farm, they liked it, and we completely moved the whole family here, i was 12 years old, for that generation i was considered quite adults, because when there were no parents, the entire household depended on us, that’s why it was then that i started working with boxes, right here in ostromech. from the age of 14 i went to the so-called brigades, it was necessary to put the fields in order, we rode, raked, collected and then delivered them to the perms or to the stables, it was all exploited there, i worked on grain crops in the summer, the first bicycle that i bought it for myself, i earned money here on the farm, working during the summer, i met my wife at school, but at that time we paid attention to each other after returning from the army, we dated for 3 years, we realized that we wer