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This is a story about how to live in pleasure, try a new, about the comfort zone and a zone of discomfort. Hope she breathes so you move to your goals and dreams.
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My name is Daniyar. I was born on May 1 on the collective farm “May 1” in the Karaganda region sti. An interesting coincidence. It was a holiday nickname – Day of unity of nations, people are happy were out. Nicely. I can confidently say that I have there was a childhood. I am glad of it! We bought a-Chu toys, and a month later – all broken or disassembled. I remember in the garden was interesting. One time my brother and I were sitting in a sled, and dad was ahead. When out Do, go to meet the goat with goats and did not give way, but, on the contrary, walked horns forward and tried to butt. Dad took it by the horns and pulled out of the gate. In the summer we ku- fell in the pool right on the territory of the wild, played, rode three-wheeled 8 Daniyar Aibekov bicycles, fought, put up, cried, then laughed. After dinner, everyone went to sleep but one girl always stayed at the table with a glass of jelly. She was forced to drink this loose, barely transparent and Honor a colorless drink, but she did not want to. When I woke up, she was no longer standing for scrap. Maybe she drank it and las. At first, we lived in the village in Karagan Dina region. Then they moved to the city. Every summer they used to visit grandmother and grandfather Coy, went for the cows, collected grass for chickens, helped to clean the barn. More all we liked to play football with local mi boys, run around the garages, and walk to the river. Township Shahan – This is a small settlement, because for a couple of hours owls, you can go from one end to the other gogo. In 1991, I could not even think about Zhetah and WI-FI. We had toys: pistol years, soldiers, cubes, plasticine and other goy like. Even in the first class, we did not know about the internet and after school nine whether playing football or ice-skating a hill. Then they came home with a knapsack of books and snow, for which the houses received nyay At that time, I was interested in English sky, I was looking for tutors in the newspaper and asked mom to call. How cool is that
I felt fear and excitement in my stomach. How this? Walk a lesson? Then I tried to smoke I do not remember the name of cigarettes, but my friends and I were very afraid that adults or we passersby will see. In addition, if they tell their parents, then this the end for us. Parents will beat hard. Personally, I did not like this experience with cigar retami, taste nasty in the mouth, and the head starts to hurt. Nothing fun. To someone liked. I remember their important children faces with a cigarette in your mouth. Then it was cool that tyu smoke – it means cool! Now mouth, time has changed. Smoking is not fashionable and wasteful. At school, I tried to study well, without threes then I did not understand until the end that many items are not needed in life. To me not useful chemistry, physics, geometry and much more. Although there is one application Understanding: helps to answer questions of the son, when he does not understand. Starting from the sixth class began to pay attention to one graders as girls. I liked girls are older than me I remember how now: I admired the girl from the eleventh class sa She had wide and expressive eyes, plump cheeks and soft hands. I am strong but shy to come up and ask her name. That feeling school is beyond words with friends ran out and threw notebooks to the air! This is an unforgettable feeling! But there is very big plus of school and school system. This is what they think of you and re-live. You need someone. About your knowledge some takes care. As soon as you finish learn, nobody needs you! After nine of that class go to college for a grant. Faculty of Foreign Languages “foreign language”. In the summer, from the sixth to the seventh class, under-worked as a laborer
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