when i studied vityasi at the theater institute, when my mother died, she helped me, and then after herbecame difficult for me to live on a scholarship , i went to the hostel. in ufa now there was a very good woman, wonderful. she she understood that sometimes students were just an empty pocket, and she lent us money, fed us in the canteen, writing down, however, debtors there. well, i 've been there, accumulating, uh, grand court, so after all. i had to go back to work. i got a job as a janitor. e to kindergarten. i'm somewhere here. 2 years of study and work. uh, the caretaker was a janitor, and i even invited my fellow students to this kindergarten, where i worked after the children left a lot of food. this is pierce, i even remember this feeling that you are walking down the street, and you your head starts to spin, because you have an empty one, so you haven’t eaten for the second two days. there happens not crumbs. well, there were such moments, it was necessary to learn to go to classes. so i know what hunger is. the next question is about you. if you had enough money not to work