my spring break.
spring break wasn't original. i spent all nine days with my grandparents. after a long separation, i saw how quickly they had aged. i realized how little time i devote to the dearest people in my life. all the holidays i dedicated to them.
i liked doing nice things for them every time.
in the morning i hardly, but for the sake of their smiles, woke up early and cooked breakfast.
i remembered that my grandmother had long asked me to paint a floral picture for her, which i did not find time for. finally, in the room hangs a striking painting!
my grandfather and i visited the stankevich museum, he personally gave me a tour and presented his own analysis of his work.
in addition, during the reading we regularly discussed over a cup of tea the work "war and peace".
but grandfather surprisingly not philologist, and geologist) he showed me rare in early life samples minerals.
my grandmother taught me how to cook traditional dishes of our family, the recipes of which are passed down from generation to generation.
all together in the evenings we watched videos and photos from my family's youth and my childhood.
this time at them on a visit, it is better than any resort. it is important for me to return to my native places, to remember who i am, and to clean my heart and soul from the dirt of the noisy city. check for errors?
1. He lives in Moscow
2. She seat on the armchair every day
3. He looks for his toy every day
4. He saw a special toy for cats
5. He found his toy
6. It slept very bad this night