“To talk about all of my childhood, perhaps a week won’t be enough. Well, something please. For example, there was a case... We were late at school because we were finishing the publication of a wall newspaper. When we left, it was already getting dark. It was warm. Large, fluffy snow was falling. Apparently, that’s why Tonya and Lida danced the snowflake dance on the way. My younger brother, who was waiting for me to go along, laughed at them...”