Hello dear readers. I decided to exhibit my “true stories”. Pre history; When I was five years old, my parents took me from the Far East to Kazakhstan. We lived there for 18 years, until I served in the army and returned to my homeland, and this was already 1985. In Kazakhstan, we lived in a small village of ten houses and there was no school. The school was in a larger village, thirty kilometers away, and there was a boarding school where I lived during my studies. And so all my classmates gathered in a WhatsApp group and asked me to tell them how I left Kazakhstan and I told them! This is how the first story appeared. “Almost a memoir.” “Published in the author’s edition, preserving the author’s spelling and punctuation.”