I left the room, feeling more untenable than a minute ago. Maybe I was right, I was thinking, when I thought that the age limit for these stories - ten years. The next day, not without trepidation I went to school for Amantea. To my surprise, instead of yesterday's gloomy face with the expression "no one wants to play with me," I saw her usual cheerful attractive face. "Hey - I said. - How was school today? " "Normal", - said Amanta.Obodrennaya, I inquired about the "social situation": "Who did you play today?"