Something about Russians…

I am thinking…

Today the kids are taken their skies to school. In school in Russia I have noticed that they teach the kids to ski. Something like that is interesting to me…

Just like when I was a kid, our schools taught us in America, at least the rural schools, to shoot guns and to drive a car. It was a good thing and when we lose that type of taught things, we lose part of who we are that makes us who we are…

Schools should teach music, art, and what ever is normal for the society. We should never let minorities get in the way. We should never put sports above basics of life. In America, guns are a society way of life. The usage and handling of guns should be included in everyday life. In Russia snow is the way of life and thus, kids should be taught to ski. It may save your life in a snowed in society one day…

Something struck me today; City people need to be taught the rural way of life and rural people the city way of life. Then maybe we can garner a better understanding of what makes us all tick…

Just some thoughts by me…

WtR

The perfect kitchen helper…


Svetochka has never been one to cook. It is just something that she never thought about and was taught, like I was by my grandma. Her mother was busy raising a child by herself and Svetochka seems to have missed out on the cooking end of life…

But something the other day made me realize that she wants to learn and in fact desires to help me cook. Therefore, last night we made pizza together. I make pizza from scratch…

Raw dough, bought spaghetti sauce (Svetochka’s favorite,) chop our own cheese, and toppings we desire. Since we both just love mushrooms, we always have lots and lots of mushrooms…

Again the last few times I have be cooking; pig in the blankets and now pizza. I have included Svetochka. I have been bad and ignoring her when I cook…

We should not do that…

There just might be someone who wants to learn new stuff right around the corner and or better yet, right next to you, the one who loves you…

I am going to start teaching Svetochka about cooking. I will not be here forever, when you have had six heart attacks and a brain tumor, life is on borrowed time. I am still trying to figure out how much time I borrowed… 🙂

Have a nice day and teach someone who wants to learn something, something new today, anything and anyone. Same as read a book today and lets get back to our roots…

WtR