I grew up in a courtyard in which, ironically, only boys lived. Plus, my dad raised me as a boy, because he was expecting a son. Bruises, machine guns, pistols, jumping from trees, fights, flying from a swing, and the like - this is how my childhood passed. My parents could not cope with me, since I did not grow up as a princess at all. And then one of the neighbors suggested that my father send me to a music school (like it should help). Daddy persuaded me to go to a music school, and for this he promised to buy a brand new bike! Who would refuse this?
It was the beginning of summer, and the selection committee did not start working until August. What was I supposed to do? Wait? I'm not one to give up! On the same day I ran to the music school, "got" the person on duty so that she simply had nowhere to go from my pressure, and she called the teachers. Two people came who at first laughed, and then, when they auditioned me, they were very surprised why I still do not study here (I was already 12 years old at that time).
I demanded a certificate from them that I had entered, which greatly surprised the respectable commission. Since there were no such references in nature. But I had to prove to my dad that I entered! All summer ahead, and I am without a bike? Naturally, they wrote me some kind of paperwork, because otherwise they would not have got rid of me, and I, happy, rushed home!
When dad returned from work, and I "provided" him with a document stating that I had entered a music school, he had nowhere to go. And we went with him to the department store for the desired bike.
All summer I skated "to the stupor"! I have been a driver since childhood, still one!
But in the fall it was time to go to the music school, to lessons. I thought I would do it and then quit. And the bike will remain. It was not so! Music lessons fascinated me so much that I completely forgot about my iron horse. Moreover, she gave it to her aunt so that she could go to the country house.
I was always the last to leave the music school, because I played until the doors were closed. Since that time my behavior has changed completely. I began to turn from a bully into a princess, which my parents were very happy about.