My spring holidays.Spring holidays was not original. I spent all nine days with my grandparents. After a long time of separation, I saw how quickly they had aged. I realized how little time I devote to the most expensive people in my life. All the holidays I dedicated to them. I liked to do nice things for them every time. In the morning I hardly, but for the sake of their smiles, woke up early and cooked Breakfast.I remembered that my grandmother had asked me to paint a flower picture for her for a long time, which I did not find time for. And finally, in the room hangs a striking painting! My grandfather and I visited the Stankevich Museum, he personally gave me a tour and presented his own analysis of his work. Also, in the course of reading, we regularly had discussions over a Cup of tea on the work "War and peace".But grandpa is surprisingly not a philologist, and geologist) He showed me a rare found in young specimens of minerals. My grandmother taught me how to cook traditional dishes of our family, the recipes of which are passed down from generation to generation.All together in the evenings we watched videos and photos from the youth of my family and my childhood. This is the time they have on a visit, better than any resort. It is important for me to return to my native places to remember who I am and to cleanse my heart and soul from the dirt of the noisy city. check out the errors