arsyush, arsyush, this is your father, father, what kind of nonsense, yes, it looks like nonsense, buttrue, the police hid me, they changed my appearance, arina, the children, me... “i understand that it takes time to realize all this, to put it in my head, but if anything happens, i’m nearby, wait, and you remember what motorcycle you promised to buy me, if i pass the session well, what a motorcycle, arseny, you will break the neck, damn it, it’s definitely dad. what are you like, the main thing is that you are alive, this is a big learning, we learn everything from children, i always say, even using the examples of my son, that i learn a lot from him, communication on equal terms, communication based on trust, i visit educational institutions, i always talk with children on all topics, because children are now significantly mobile, they know a lot, they teach us communication, even friendship, they know where things are find, yes i say, maybe i doubt it, i’ll go get dictionaries right away and say, children, oh my god, immediately uncle google will help, they quickly find the answer

, this, this, arsyush, arsyush, this is your father, father, what kind of nonsense?the police hid me and they changed my appearance, arina, i, i understand that it takes time for all this. realize it, get it in your head, but if anything happens, i’m there. wait, do you remember what motorcycle you promised to buy me? if i pass the session well, what kind of horse motorcycle, arseny, will you break your neck, damn it, it’s definitely dad, and will you always be like this now or will you become the same? i won’t be the same again, but my name will be returned. i don’t care what you are, the main thing is that i’m alive. on a december evening in 1941 from a house that was on the edge of the village of ushaly. music could be heard, as usual, on sundays local youth gathered there, the harmony played, cheerful girlish voices. at first they looked here. local policemen, is there anyone suspicious, they are dancing, let’s go, let ’s dance, let’s go and drink moonshine in the house, there was nothing to indicate that local komsomol activists had gathered in the back room. th