It’s called stars. Quite pretty, so what? I’ve barely started and here are two questions already: What are they? And what’s the point of asking, what’s so interesting about them? Let’s look at a few bare facts to have something Read more…
I picked up a leaf. It was a first thing I got my hands upon, I just somehow looked at it and involuntarily took it. It was rough and fragile, yellowish, as leaves are in autumn. I smiled, admiring its Read more…
A long, long time ago, I went to school like everyone. There was a range of thoughts about it, mostly like: A man is born wise and then goes to a school. A school is basically a temporary prison. School’s Read more…