From time to time I poured out these one-kopeck coins and went through, revised them. Among them were especially favorite pennies.
I also liked the new ones, shiny like gold, pennies.
I singled out many things from a number of similar ones not by their external attractiveness, but by their content characteristics. The content of things could not be understood by many of the children around me and even adults. For this reason, as a child, I did not have a very wide circle of contacts, but, having matured, I learned to “shine” where it was expected, and hide “the meaning of my year of graduation,” so as not to introduce into the difficult thoughts of others. Many began to peer into the "year of my graduation" after they saturating their gaze with my external "brilliance". However, beginning to understand that there is some meaningful significance of my "year of release", they often tried to take me and put me in their piggy bank. I did not stay in the piggy banks for a long time.