The last page of the year
31 December 2005, 22:30
In two hours it is the New Year. Mama made a table with everything: plov (short rice, stirred, not Uzbek, grandmother is very strict about that), salads, mandarins from the bazaar, a cake I decorated and which looks like a snow hill after an earthquake.
Nurbek wants to go and see the tree on the square with his friends. Mama said NO. Then she said yes if he takes Emil. Then she said no again. They are negotiating.
Happy New Year to everyone who reads this exercise book, both of you. ♥