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THE BLACK CAT

When you are three years old, the world appears to be a continuous kaleidoscope of discoveries.

It’s like looking into a long cardboard tube, pointing it at the light, slightly turning it in your little palms, and there colorful glasses form magical patterns.

A slight turn — and the pattern changesnew extraordinary patterns, from which it is so joyful and happy, and also very, very curious what the next pattern will be, and the next…

InYou can rotate the tube endlessly, peering into the bizarre interweaving of bright colors.

Morning bursts in with the light turned on chandeliers, hitting right in the eyes — mom stands with a smile and waits for me to sit on the bed and understand that it’s time to get up.