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Are there any ideas on how we should spend the upcoming weekend?

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Dear Alex,

I have moved to the beautiful city of St. Petersburg recently. It is extremely beautiful, unique, mysterious and amazing. It's a fairy city, a real city-museum! There are a lot of landmarks in St. Petersburg. It is impossible to list all its palaces, museums, theatres, monuments, parks... For example, the 'bronze horseman' is one of the famous monuments in Russia and I think everybody in our country knows it. The Northern capital of Russia is included on the list of the most beautiful cities in the world. Among the attractions of the city there is the Hermitage, the Russian Museum, Kazan Cathedral, Church of the Savior on Blood, and many more. Petersburg strikes with a unique mix of different styles in architecture.The main square of St. Petersburg is Palace Square. It is three times larger than Red square and it is the main square for all major events, concerts and festivals held in St. Petersburg. In the Winter Palace, which now houses the Hermitage Museum there is a huge picture gallery with over 3.000.000 masterpieces. Come to St. Petersburg, and you will be able to see all the beauty with your own eyes!

That's all for now.

Take care and keep in touch.

Best wishes,

Andrei

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Sasha started at the school.
His mother has gone to visit her sister in Kharkov and never came back. Because his father was not at home every day, he carried out the inspection of cattle and sometimes absent more than three days, it seemed to Olenka that Sasha was completely abandoned, was treated as if it were superfluous and must be dying of hunger. So she carried it in his part of the house and has allocated a small room for him there.
Every morning Olenka came into his room and found him sleeping with his palm under his cheek, so quietly he slept, it seemed, was not breathing. "It's a shame that we have to Wake him" she thought.
"Sasha," she said sadly. "come on, honey. Time for school"
He got up, dressed, said his prayers, then sat for Breakfast. He drank 3 cups of tea, ate 2 large tortillas and half of the oil roll. He still woke up, so was a little slurred.
"You don't know your fable as you should, Sashenka," said Olenka, looking at him as if he was going on a long journey. "What's you're problem. You need to try harder and learn, darling, and obey your teachers." "Leave me alone, please," said Sasha.
Then he walked down the street to school, a little guy in a big hat and bag behind.
Olenka followed him noisy.
"Sasha" - was the name of it.
He turned, and she shoved a date or a caramel into his hand. When he got to school the streets, he turned around and he was ashamed that he should be tall, stout woman. "Better go home, aunt. The rest of the way I can myself go"
She stopped and watched him until he disappeared into the school doors. Oh, how she loved him! To anybody it was not as strongly attached. Never before she felt so full and happy as it is now. Her maternal instincts woke up. For the little boy who was not hers, for the dimples on his cheeks and his big cap, she would give her life and give with tears of joy. Why? Really why? When she held Sasha in school, she returned home quietly, satisfied, peaceful and filled with love. Her face rejuvenated over the past 6 months, smiled and glowed. People who met her, was happy when I looked at her.
"How are you, Olga Semyonovna, darling? How are you, darling?"
"School is very hard now" she told people on the market. "This is not a joke. Yesterday the first class had a fable to learn by heart, a Latin translation, and that's the problem. As a little boy to do all this?"
And she told about the teacher, the classroom and the textbooks, just repeating what he said about Sasha. In 3 hours they had lunch. In the evening they did his homework together, both complaining how difficult it was. When she was asleep, she stood for a long time, baptizing him and muttering a prayer. And when she lay in bed, dreaming of the distant, misty future when Sasha would finish school and become a doctor or engineer, you will have your big house, with horses and a carriage, marry and he will have children. She fell asleep still thinking about the same things, and tears flowed down her cheeks from closed eyes. And black the cat lay beside her, purring : "MRR, MRR, MRR".