In front of Meledu Kemil, Ukraine

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My son Sergey was then four years old, and my nephew Rome was three. We are sitting at the table. "I want to be a bear," says the son. "And why?" I ask "To eat honey." "And I want a dog," says Roma. "And why are you?" I ask "To be wagged with a tail..."