***Don't take my basin! - my neighbor, Allochka's grandmother, shouts at me. - Wash your scribbles in your room, so that the kitchen doesn't stink! And I like to wash and make a lot of foam in the basin, and then blow it on the floor! Sigizmunda Alexandrovna has a husband, Srulik Borisovich. I always giggle when I hear them arguing through the wall. - Srulik, you asshole, you've left your socks wherever you go again! - she yells angrily. Uncle Srulik never shouts at his wife and never argues with her. Allochka, my neighbors' granddaughter, is a real live doll! Her eyes are chocolate, her cheeks are like muffins. Puffy hands like marshmallows. Curls of silk. Her dress is puffy and frilly. My aunt said: if I eat well, I'll become sweet and chubby like Allotchka. I can do whatever I want with Allotchka! She doesn't cry when we play mother-daughter. I'm always “mother” and she's always “daughter”! I order, punish, kick her ass, put her in a corner, scold her, because she is a “slob” and a “liar”! Allochka is three years old and I'm five. I feed Allochka directly from a toy pot, in which I threw a lot of candy wrappers. - Do you want more “borscht”? - I ask my “daughter” in a stern voice. “Daughter” always wants what “mother” wants! A neighbor came to get her granddaughter just as I was feeding her “borscht”..... She took the wrappers out of Allochka's mouth and looked at me angrily. I held Allochka's hand and shouted:
But the neighbor snatches Allochkina's hand from mine and says instructively: - "My granddaughter is not a toy! - And adds: - And it's not nice to swear! I went to school, and Allochka went to kindergarten. Now she rarely comes to her grandmother's house in our communal apartment. When she comes, we play teacher and student. Of course I'm the teacher! Allochka is always the "bad student"! When I yell at my pupil: "you've got no hands", "you're stupid", "you're a bad student", "you look in the book,and see the fig". the neighbor complains about me to my aunt and she won't let me play with Allochka! But Alla's dad does! He distributes tickets to the Odessa Opera House. He always snatches a ticket for my aunt... The opera house is very beautiful! The curtain and the upholstery on the chairs are made of red velvet, just like my dress. One lady looked at me for a long time and then asked me: - Where did you get such beautiful velvet? The aunt whispered: - By proxy... I asked my aunt: - What is blat? - Shash! None of your business! - she whispered. In the opera house, everyone whispers for some reason.... I don't like opera! Nothing is clear to me in this opera - shmopera. I like ballet! Ballerinas don't yell, and dance very beautifully! They twirl, they twirl, but nobody falls! I fall very often... If I fall and break dishes, my aunt yells that I'm My neighbor, a former sailor, teaches me: "To avoid breaking the dishes, put them on the floor first, then you can fall down:)
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