We all know that our memory is very selective . "It's like a paper bag.... They also change, here and there, forming folds and creases, erasing the necessary, valuable and preserving the sick, hard. That is why the same events are remembered differently by different people .. The heroine of this book recalls her childhood, the people who surrounded her, funny and tragic events, stories and tales from the life of the small Ossetian village where she lived. Her mother remembered the same events quite differently, because for her these are not warm memories of carefree childhood, but the story of how she was kicked out of her home, the story of people who treated her cruelly and unfairly. When you read it, you will laugh and you will be sad. And you will think: that you are forever banished from your own memory and whether it was worth it to do it ..