Childhood

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My childhood was spent with my grandparents in the city of Alma-Ata. I ran a flight in the yard during the day or went with my grandparents to buy apples, and then to the market where we sold these apples, we sang songs in the car and laughed a lot. I am a happy child😍

Later I wrote diaries and recalled my childhood a lot. These illustrations for the challenge #childhoodweek were born from the happiest and most memorable moments.

Now my daughter often asks to show her photographs from my childhood and tell how it was.

Always on trips, my grandfather asked me to sing him songs. I tried to sing very loudly and with soul))

This is a map of my yard. here are all the special places where my friends and I used to come together.

The market is a special place in the city. There is always a festive atmosphere. People buy, sellers shout - they call to buy only from them. And everyone is very funny and friendly. While my grandmother sells apples, I walk between the counters and each seller tries to treat me to something))

At the dacha we grew a lot of berries and I was always forced to pick them. I didn't like berries and I really didn't like this activity. But if I collected a lot, my grandmother always praised me and let me go for a walk with friends) And the currants were very sour. Brrr ...