I had the cherished dream - to see itself little.For example, five-year. Щекастой, карапузой, with the burning down in the south sunshine hair of color of straw. I liked to speak with гусеницами. Set to them questions and patiently waited answers. Гусеницы convolved a kalatch or crawled away it away. Were quiet.I wanted to see itself ten year. Funny, awkward, shy. With long thin pigtails on shoulders. A dad bought a record player, and we listened fairy-tales days long. Put a vinyl plate on support, pressed on the special button| with the bated breath, neat motion was drop a membrane. And listened, listened, listened.I so wanted to see itself little, that I once took and wrote a book on my childhood. About my family and our friends. About native and near. About a city, where I was born. About people that live there."Манюня" - that light, that I keep in it heart. That wonderful, that I with gladness was shared out with by you.I had the cherished dream - to see itself little.It turns out that my dream came true.Now I know exactly - dreams come true.Necessarily come true.It is needed to want simply very it.