My house-my fortress. this terse statement we mean great meaning. when you're young, you don't want to live by the laws of the family. but, as an adult, you realize that these laws are needed. it rules your fortress, your family, your house. in each family we have the existence of certain laws, their traditions. you are growing, educated in his family, near his parents, brother, sisters, with their help you get a new mentality, a new perception of everything. see my mother's first smile, a smile of happiness. family, you love and hate, hate and love. when you become a teenager you start to dislike, older brother and sister. it takes six months, and again in the old way. again you love them and everywhere and always with them. then after 7-8 years, you're leaving sweethome, leaving the nest where you grew up. and, you seem happy with this. but passes year, another and yet you pull back at the old house, to the parents. where you lived before and where you grew up, but nothing can be changed. the family is sacred. in this house you grew up in, took the first steps, spoke his first word. and you should have, to love and respect my family, parents. as it is to them you owe your life. your home is your castle and you must protect him.
I spent a lot of time at the college, that is why it was necessary to have a snack time there. During the break i went to have lunch to our college canteen. It was always full of people at that time, I went to the service counter and lined up. There was seif-service at our canteen. Sometimes it took quite a lot of time to stand in the line and i had to gulp me lunch in five minutes. The choice of dishes in our was rather rich, the quality of food was good and the prices were reasonable.To begin with, I usually had some salad — tomato and cucumber salad or mixed salad. For the first course I had soup — fresh cabbage shchee, solyanka, pea soup or maybe some fish soup for a change. For I the main course I had meat or chicken dishes, for example steak, meatballs or roast chicken with spaghetti or potatoes (mashed or fried). For dessert I usually had fruit juice or a cup of tea with a bun. I took them from the counter, put on my tray and went to the cashier's desk to pay the money. Then I took a seat at any vacant table.Besides the kitchen staff and the cashier two or three students on duty helped to clear the plates and cups off the tables and to keep order in the canteen.
