Mystical Kiev and stories

– Yes – I agreed and added, – I’m on a business trip for three days. On Saturday Pereyaslav-Khmelnitsky train.

– Well, come on, you live here. And when you leave, you pass a letter Grisha.

– Thank you Aunt Zhenya, I’m so give your brother, he still wants to know when you come to visit him?

Well, on this we agree with him. Let him write more often. And you have things no one bundles.

I said that things are in a private hotel, there is a train ticket. I arrived on Friday. Monday handed over documents specifically requested that they gave me more days, so you’ll see. So I’m here.

– Well, come in, come in. Supper will be today.

I’m in awe, I went into the corridor to the pain home with sacks of grain feed for chickens and pigs in a sty. One is forced to look up to the ceiling, but it is, there piled swallow’s nest. And behind the door opposite the entrance to the hall, there was a small pantry, fitted under a chicken coop. All rational and comfortable, but what about sanitation, poor sanitation course in the face, but all naturally and without too much pathos. We entered into a large room, equipped for the kitchen. Almost in the middle of the room stood a stove. It was a magnificent structure. Grandma in the oven in the morning light a fire and put the stew in a clay pot meal. Oh, what a wonderful hot succeed in this dish with a spicy taste of smoke, hot melt in the mouth, causing a fragrant flavor of bay leaf, peppercorns and juicy fried pork ribs. To the right of the entrance stood under the window all the same kitchen table, which was suitable for a family dinner and for cutting of pig carcasses, and I did it once learned, when I was in school. Scary to think that there is in my reality, there is no longer the house with his income, and the people who lived in it. The heart ached painfully, when I saw my mother. Still quite young, and himself, a six-year boy, out-look at me. At this moment, I would like to point to himself those mistakes that will make this boy. As I wanted to protect him from hardship and privation, to reward him, except I have committed the fatal action. But it’s all a dream. Should I hint at how immediately accused of fraud and ambushes behind bars, to perform unpaid work in what may be a colony, in terms of making the Communist Party of the Soviet Union in the struggle for a brighter future. And that was me, they do not dig into your memory to remember the boy’s reaction, that is, I responded to myself. I remembered my grandfather’s nephew Gregory appearance, and I pined after his departure. I’m afraid not enough male paternal affection, and this guest showed me so much attention and care that strongly etched in memory, and helped me to overcome the taunts of others, pointing out that not all people are bad, there are good, for which to live and fight.

My mother and I sat at a table near the window, and my grandmother fussed at the stove, taking a warm hot pots. Mother took a deep dish of servant, who was standing to the left of the door, filed a grandmother, she went into her bedroom and made out a bottle of clear, like a tear fluid, hoisted the bottle on the table, said briefly:

– Moonshine.

The boy sat down on a chair beside him and received a portion of roast meat, and then said:

– Grandma, I will not eat fat. – What grandmother said, – You will not, because you will not.

– That would eat bacon, then would have been strong, but not as thin as a rake. – I told our mother to us and began to pour the vodka into glasses. Filling said:

– Come on, Nicholas, let’s drink to our acquaintance and that we lived and come to pass.

– Tell me what’s making your uncle Gregory? What does?

– Pigeon rides in the morning. – I replied.

– All the same pigeon, as a child. – Could not stand grandmother

– So, except for the pigeons, he no longer any classes? – Pouring a second glass Moonshine, his mother asked.

– Well, why – overturning a glass, – I replied. – First he asked me to Aunt Wife, to the letter she had sent him a bushel foot Valik. And when Aunt Zhenya coming to visit him, will be ready for Valik boots, he sew.

– Yes, he is a good master, golden hands. He told me, and we all sewed boots and shoes, very beautiful. All the girls on our street envied. I used to braid her hair, and go out with the girls stroll in the evening to the river. But how heavily the song, all the guys came running to us at the gatherings. Like this!

– Oh well. – Summed up the mother. – I’ll go to your bed couch Cole, and then get up early tomorrow. And you, Nicholas, if you want, you can go out for a smoke. And in general, when you want, you can go to bed. – Pointing to a spacious bed in her bedroom at the wardrobe, his mother said, adding. – The door is open, we sleep with the door open. – With these words, I went to lay my bed.

At this moment, I remain, as in a dream. I could not believe that this is all reality, not a dream, not a movie, but in reality. Wonderful. Metamorphosis of a continuum in which we live and will live. Using Proposition mother, I went out into the yard. Walk at dusk in the courtyard. He inspected the barn, which was our cow Zorka, and slept in a pig fence. I went to the restroom, which was behind the barn, and remembered Aunt Manya at the request of threshed grandmother coolies bread bat suspended on a stick-taped rawhide strap. And I’m on I unfortunately crawled out of curiosity, and received in the forehead. But it was time to go into the house, go to sleep…

This autumn morning dawned warm and sunny. His mother was already at work. Grandmother swarmed the oven. I left the room and began to wash the garbage as it has repeatedly done in my time here. Gaining from a mug of drinking water in your mouth and his mouth watered at hand. Myles hand then, repeat the procedure, washing hands with soap suds. After washing, wiped with a towel. Grandma was invited to the table and me baby. I have to keep up the conversation, asked: – potatoes dug up already?

– It has long been dug. We helped Niusia and children. – She had a mind of their children, and our aunts with Valiks.

– Auntie, will not mind if I went to the park Valik?

– Go, while I eat cooked.

The kid was very happy, and picked up a ball. I took his hand, and we went out of the gate. There alleys of old lime trees planted since the time Tereshchenko sugar manufacturer, we have seen the way ants. As these workers, moving one after another, dragging on itself who slice the stalk of grass, one tiny leaf and who morsel black beetle wing. I’m walking with my little six year old copy of the park, I told him stories, in which heroes were brave and courageous travelers, the overcoming hardships encountered on their way. I felt like the boy was interesting to me, but what bothered me the most, is that I can not tell a child what to expect at will-present. But I wanted to do in that no matter what, and I could not. I could not because the baby immediately tells his mother, and she sure to tell about me in the village council Zdorenko, chairman. So I decided to build his sly dialogue. After all, I was left for two days.

The next day came a cousin Nyuska. She was sixteen years old and she was considered Valik older sister, even though I knew it was not true. And that her baby could not stand for her hurtful and sociable character. We tried to escape with the baby in the park. There I told him the story about a boy, who at twelve years helped rescue two pilots of an unidentified flying object, or in other words, a spacecraft. And for that, the Rescue of Astronauts, the boy was awarded the unique abilities and even sang three of his best, the most important goal.

– But if in your life will occur such an event that you would ask for?

Kid frowned, thought for a long time, and then said:

– I want to live forever and never die.

– Anything else?

– I want a lot of friends.

– Anything else?

– I want to help other people, not to hurt, and live forever.

– Valik, when you have an event in your life, asks a lot of money, so that you can help people. Without money nothing can be done, even a dog to help.

– And that I will have it?

– All can be, well, just in case you keep that in mind, okay?

– Yes OK. – The kid fell silent and deep in thought. Then suddenly he asked seriously:

– And when it will happen.

– I don’t know. I just told you, just in case, so that in life you take the right decisions. – The boy again seriously looked at me and said: – Uncle Nick, I’ll make the right decisions.

– That’s right, well done. – Encouraged by the praise, the kid beamed a happy smile. And I began to speak to him one more case of his future:

– Well, even when you might be ten years, never pull the colt Uncle Vanya by the tail. Because the colt hit you in the forehead. Horses can not drag their tails. Promise me that.

Kid again seriously looked at me, then asked:

– You, Uncle Kolya pulled the colt, and he banged your head on the hoof?

– Yes. – And I showed him the scar on the right side of the forehead. The kid laughed good-naturedly, saying that he was not such a fool to carry the horses tails.

– And you know how to fight? – I asked him.

– What?

– And the fact that when the son of Uncle Vanya comes to you and starts to tease you insulting words, it is better not to answer him.

– Why? I told him how to give?

– No, I do not. You’re stronger than he is a boy, but he can hit you with a stick of branched apple and will break your skull. Listen to me, do not plant it. Promise me good! So he did not say.