It seems to me that in childhood there should be a lot of free time. So much so that you can be idle, sometimes look at the clock and be surprised that the evening is still a whole abyss. To peer into the clouds, into every blade of grass, and into every crack in the wooden awning at the entrance. 

Free time in childhood should be so much that in adulthood, spending this very summer at work, there was no feeling that you were deceived or deprived of something. And only the joy of how well you filled this time with exciting and interesting activities.

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