Once upon a time, a very long time ago, I don’t even remember when, I knew how to draw, as freely as Leonardo. Now I draw worse, and to be honest, I’m just bad. I once sang almost like Luciano. Now I don't sing at all. I once made up funny stories. Now there are only long and boring reports. I could turn day into night. Start and win the battle. Build a beautiful castle in a few hours. Transport yourself to another planet. Move to the past or future. Catch spies. Hunt wild animals. I could dream! I was a child. Now I am mired in the routine of everyday affairs and have forgotten how to see the amazing in the everyday. I became an ordinary, boring adult. But God, please make sure that now my children and grandchildren retain the ability to dream for as long as possible! After all, as long as they dream, they can do anything! Solve problems like Sofya Kovalevskaya, draw like Pablo Picasso and dream, dream like Tonino Guero dreamed! And see a fairy tale even in the most ordinary.