this is a school, how are you with them, is it really possible, oh well, i’d better go outside, but grunyaours, nichaevskys. what are they like for you? disheveled and grimy, the fascists are angry, they don’t spare the little ones, vera and glasha have been gone for a long time we ate, even some bread, but we saved ourselves from the nazis, now they will take you to your home, wash you there, feed you and put you to bed on a real bed. romanok, he would have greased the cart, scared the dolls wildly, well, tell me, please, i need to fix their dress, please. give me a needle. thank you, what else, scissors, maybe? thank you! hello, hello, hello, hello, isn’t it like all the villages have collapsed, they haven’t seen you here, mom, we won’t make a fuss, well, they’ll just look at valentinka all the time, because i want to they should look at her, oh well, just don’t trample the floor for me. look, she lived in the city all her life, and you rode the train , rode, oh, how, on the ship, sailed on the ship, they ferried us across the volga, wow, she even has a picture like that, though it’s not