That is ok, is not it?
By Daria Kolpakova | July 27, 2016
I like summer. We have vacations, the sun, freedom! And here…..your relatives are coming… First just some of them are coming – your uncle, aunt, their son, his girlfriend… but then suddenly all these cousins, cousins of cousins with their husbands and wives, their uncles, grandmothers, children appear.
And we always go to swim in the river. I put on my sunglasses and look at the ground. They start talking about my future. I kick stones with my feet. They start to ask me how do I find the girl Valya from the house nearby. Oh, this Valya…I am keeping silence.
We came to the river. The sun is hiding behind the clouds, but that is ok. I slowly go into water, but as every year, somebody tries to play with me, splash me and lug me away where the water is deep. But that is ok.
And then, wet and tired, we start the fire and fry sausages. But at the end, I never get even one sausage to eat. But that is ok.
Aunt Natasha comes to take pictures of us.
— Why you have such an unhappy face? — she asks me. — Make a happy face immediately, please! Smile right now, please! That is not difficult, isn`t it?
And I just want to be alone, to sit at the river bank and look at the sun hiding behind the trees. I don`t respond to Aunt Natasha and put out my tongue for her picture. But that is ok, isn`t it?