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Story 2. Morning
Оглавление«Petya… Petya. Pe-e-e-eta! – Masha tried to wake me up and shook me by the shoulder. «Wake up! Get up! You’ll oversleep school!
«Ah… you know…»
– Finish your demagoguery! It’s half an hour to school, «my sister cut me off.
Although she was younger than me, she was brisk and domestic. However, the place where we live requires it. Siberia, workers ' province.
I yawned, dressed, brushed my teeth, and went down to breakfast. On the stairs, I smelled the delicious smell of pancakes. As soon as my mother saw me, she said:
«Sit down to breakfast, hero!
«Why a hero,» I said.
– Yes, you have exams today! Masha couldn’t resist and immediately burst out laughing.
– Exams!? I repeated dejectedly.
