Little boy with brown hair was running through all the ladders and seesaws that were on the playground. Lengthy hair bouncing along with him and the blue hood of too big blouse fell on his head every time when he leaned his head. He was about seven years old, but all the time he sang older songs. Even if the day was sunny there weren’t any people with laughing kids. Besides little brunet there was only one boy, three years older than him sitting on the bench now. He had medium lenght black hair which involuntary stuck out in all directions. He watched with boredom the younger. After a while he stood up and walked to him, and told once again that he want go on.