Candy

On the day of birth to kindergarten all brought candy. And regaled the other kids. The birthday boy was taken to the middle of the group, and he handed out sweets from his fist. Who is more victorious-caramel. Who richer - chocolate. It was a very important and pleasant moment - to give candy to everyone. So I went to kindergarten with such a paper baggie - then they hung candy. Because I had a birthday - five years. I one has gone in garden - he was near, in the yard. And ran bad boys, the bag began to pull out - I held. But would still he exploded and sweets all fell - some in a puddle. And some candy, the boys have grabbed and ran away, laughing. I'm so confused. And then wept bitterly and began to gather the candy "the Golden Cockerel". They got dirty and wet. And their little became-not?????! I put what I collected in my pockets. And in the hands of another took. And came into the garden, sobbing. I didn't cry about what happened to candy. And due to the fact that I will not be able to treat. Everyone knows it's my birthday. And everyone will wait for the candy: Vova, Galya and Elvira, and Folk... And I have so little, and all - dirty, soiled. In General, I so desperately was crying that my head shook and I was giving him. And I still remember this case. And in the memoirs of a blockade read it from kindergarten carrying the mother a piece of bread. Himself not you, and bore mother home, to mother not died. And the robber said, " what's that in your Cam, boy?". He trustfully showed bread, and the robber grabbed it and ran away. And the boy was terribly crying - not because of the fact that he wanted to eat bread. And due to the fact that he was carrying mom. And not reported. And on entire life have learned to memorise... These are different cases, of course. But the main thing - meeting with the evil man takes from us that we are beloved people. An evil person does not just hurt us and takes away energy - he robs us. He takes what we wanted to give to the child, husband, mother, friends - and we go empty-handed, crying. So, imperceptibly crying. And we come sad and