Oh, these kids. In the camp, life rejoices and they ask for something new every day. Last night they asked me to go for a walk around the camp territory (everything is green, beautiful). They saw the flowers, remembered how the girls wore wreaths at Ivan Kupala, and everyone began to ask for the same beauty. Educators after an hour of weaving all pleased with beautiful headdresses.

Children are children. You just have to listen to them and sometimes do without any questions what they want.

Greetings from kids

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