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My name is Andrey. I’m twelve years old. My favourite season is summer. My holidays began and it’s not necessary to wake up early and go to school. In June of this year I had a rest in the sports training camp. The time I spent there was very interesting and joyous. I made new friends and learnt much. We played football and volleyball. We were taught how to condition us to the cold. We had a shower bath every morning. When my father saw me he said that I’d grown up. In July I spent time with my grandmother and grandfather in their village. My grandfather went fishing and to the forest to gather mushrooms and berries with me. He taught me how to recognize edible mushrooms and orientate in the forest. I helped my grandmother with housekeeping every day. In the evenings I read books or went for a walk with my friends. In August my parents took a month’s holiday and we went to have a rest to the South together. Every day we sunbathed and swam in the sea. The weather was wonderful. We went to watch waterfalls and we were at lake in mountains. I spent my summer well and I was full of impressions.

It was an interesting summer. If the first month did not differ from the previous summer vacation, I was in the city, then the next two months were the most memorable for me, I went to aunt in the village. Namely, with days spent in the village, I relate the most interesting events and vivid impressions of my summer.
In the village the time goes slowly and hesitantly, not like in big cities. It seems that a whole month has passed, but in reality it's only been one week. Usually I help my aunt in the garden, but her morning begins before mine. We have a village far from the village and the water from the tap is unheard of luxury, so I take two old iron buckets and go through three houses to the well. The well water is incredibly clean and very cold. Sometimes you have to do something around the house, but as soon as the first opportunity, I swing over the fence and run to friends.
In the village of my good friends. Together we spend almost all the time. On the hottest days we can sit for hours on the river Bank. Swim, frolic and see off the views of passing barges. Somehow I got from my aunt because I missed lunch, and actually I was not hungry. The fact that my friend Pasha brought from uncle Sergei whole package of potatoes and we bake it right in the fire. What fun it is to flip from one to the other hand hot potato, and then crush and eat a piece, clearing it from the salty ash. Agree, this is not a plate with the finished soup. But how much of romance and happiness conducted as if in a very different world, summer days!