Little eight-year-old Tyoma stood over a broken flower and, with horror, realized the hopelessness of his situation. Just a few minutes ago, he woke up, drank tea, and ate two pieces of bread with butter with appetite, fully fulfilling his morning duties. Then he went out through the terrace into the garden in excellent spirits—filled with joy and carefree fun.
In the garden it felt so nice! He strolled along neatly cleared paths, soaking in the freshness of the early summer morning and happily looking around.