, my god, aiza alexandrovna, allow me your pen, thank you, aziyanovna, please tell me that you are dressedo me holiday, why did you come here? why do you always wear this dress? what are miracles? blue skies, this is the morning fog, a blooming tulip, these are the death calls of children, a flock of cranes in the sky, what are miracles? there is dew on the grass in the morning, the sun shines beautifully in it, what a miracle, what a miracle, these are rainbow colors, there is kindness in my mother’s heart, a miracle. my god, what a grown-up lady, i deliberately didn’t ask how old she was, 10, and what are you talking about, keep quiet, never talk about it, you shouldn’t say how old you are, but you are her, godfather, you are godmother. i godmother, what does godmother do, godmother is not doing anything now, what happiness, but what is your profession? by profession, i worked in the restaurant business for many years, but by whom? administrator, manager , deputy director, waitress, bartender, dishwasher, everyone, tired, tired, tired, tired, at home, how are you? great at home, i have a