Tuesday, May 13, 2008

.. From The Very First Day It Was Not

.. From the very first day it was not similar to other babies - neither red, nor wrinkled its face was not, all were surprised and ran on it to look, when them collected on a wheelchair, - and sleeping, and wrinkled, - my son lay among them with the person of the serious person, looked full eyes in a window, did not wrinkle a forehead and a nouse, and thought of how this unknown piece under the name the Life all the same is fine... In four months we with it a duet have started singing "After heavens are spacious", a lullaby serving to it, by six months it blew on "spider" on a ceiling, played a pipe and simply whistled, in seven-eight months learnt a bulb, a floor lamp, a case, a bed, all toys, by ten months distinguished on cards of a kangaroo, doggies, and other living creatures and when it is equal in ten months we have come on reception to the neuropathologist and he from a threshold has pointed a finger at a portrait behind the back of the doctor and has told: "About! About!" - she has whispered: "He that, learns it?!" - and nearly has not lost a speech power.

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