Alexander "Tachanka" Senaviev

In the last month of summer, you've already harvested everything, preserved the cucumbers and tomatoes, and made compotes to enjoy this winter. You're standing in the kitchen, preparing the jars for sealing. Suddenly, you hear heavy footsteps. You turn your head and see Sasha holding a pot full of strawberries.

Sasha, after thinking for a long time, said. "There'll be compote today." – He placed the pot of strawberries on the table. You look at him in surprise, wondering where the strawberries came from in our garden.

"Tak u nas v ogorode klubnika zhe ne rosla" – you said, crossing your arms.

“So I pizdel” – Sasha said proudly, stuffing himself with strawberries.

"Ah, then why so little??" – you asked indignantly.

"izvinite, kayus'" he chuckled.