Happy Teachers Day!!!

Dear Teachers! Official, not official, present, future and the teachers in retirement:)

Thank You everyone for Your existence!

I am very glad You are my friends!

I am very lucky to receive the lessons from You!

I appreciate Your hard work and I wish You to have only good kind students who appreciate it too!

I wish You all to have the great health and strong will, happy and interesting life - full of good emotions :-D

Happy Teachers Day!!! !

He ran down the stairs and each of his steps was making a loud noise. While runing he was repeating one phrase in his mind "Let me be there in time!". Actually in the eleven-story house there was an elevator, but he wanted to save more time. And he did it, because when he began to descend, elevator's cabin was right on the first floor.

Old door opened with a knock and almost broke up, when he pushed it, while running out of the building. The place of his appointment was close, just 400-600 meters from the building. The building on the roof of which, 2 minutes ago, he stood and tried to make the last breath...

It was early morning - 05:00-06:00 am o'clock, Riq stood on the roof of unknown eleven-story building and thought:

"How I came to this...? Being kid I thought that I will find my love and good job, and my life will be long and happy. Yeah, long... So long like this street right infront of my eyes? Or so long like a horizon line? I never was as close to death as now... Just one step and I will say "Hi death". And everything will be over."

Enrique left alone 30 years old man in this world. He lost his job yesterday and gave up. Standing on the roof he recalled that many years ago, friends used to call him "The Star", because of his positive thinking and inspirational confidence. While playing they used to say "I have made a wish, fall down please, so that it will come true!" He smiled. "Where have you all gone? The Star is going to fall but there is nobody to make a wish now". After short pause he looked at the buildings around and said:

"I could be the greatest sportsman! Because I like sport and my body likes it even more than me! I could be the greatest artist! Because I am the only one who can see true beauty of simple things such as rain drop at the window and extraordinary charm of the sunset! I could be the number one musician or dancer. Because I feel the music and I fight with my body, which wants to dance every time when I hear amazing melody. I could be anyone, I could do something good for humanity. But I chose wrong way..."

He waited one or two minutes and said again with calm and cool voice "Right now, before my step into nowhere, I am asking: Is there still left any reason not to do that?!" And only the cruel silence answered him... He repeated in his mind "I could...", made one deep breath and got ready...

But suddenly, he lifted his left arm to scratch his head and looked at it. In that moment he noticed that he have never been considering his hands before. He was looking at his hands infront of his eyes and thought "These hands will never move anymore, these fingers will never bend anymore". And in the moment when he bent his fingers, he noticed that something wrong was going on behind them. Not so far away, there below, Riq saw three persons, that were pulling a girl in a dark lane...

Suddenly girl's shout pierced the morning silence and Riq understood that they are close, right behind the corner of building. While running, his inner voice said "Hold on, girl. The Star is almost here! The wishes of the bad guys will be not fulfilled!"

All the freaks were turned face to her, so Riq attacked almost unexpectedly, throwing one of them down to the ground, by powerful kick of right leg. Two others recoiled for one or two seconds. He didn't lose this chance and attacked left one with right hook, evading a counter strike. He increased the distance between him and right offender by this attack.

Enrique didn't think why is he acting like this, he didn't even think why is he trying to save this girl. One thing he knew for sure, that he must stop them right now! He was that type of person, that could deal with heartache, when hearing about horrible happenings to people or animals alike. But he wasn't able to turn away when he saw it happen in front of him.

Left offender fell onto the trash can with a loud "BANG" and Riq turned back to deal with right one, but it was to late to avoid his attack. It seemed The Star is going to fall down. But in the last moment, villain got hooked by girls leg and fell right beneath Enrique's legs. He kicked this villain and immediately swiched to left one, who already took a knife from his poket.

At the level of instinct Riq jumped so close to that offender as it was possible, and only after frontal attack with his head in the nose of villain he remembered why he jumped close to him. Because knife is not so dangerous in VERY short distance, especially when offender makes waving attack. It is easy to block enemy's hand in close distance.

Riq didn't like to fight, although he was really good in fights. Not because of the years of training Karate and strong, trained body, but because he just knew how to fight. Many times while walking or just when it was boring, The Star was shining in his imagination like the blinking light rays on waving surface of calm sea. In this manner he was imagining the fights with real people that was bigger and stronger than him. And ofcourse he always won there...

And right now, he won against them because he just knew that he was able do that... Or he was just fool... 

While lying on the ground, third offender, who was the first target of The Star picked up the knife. He got up. Almost at random he throwed the knife in Riq's direction and fell down because of dizziness after kicking his head. The knife stuck on the right side of Enrique's stomach, but he didn't feel the pain because of adrenaline in his veins. First of all, he took care of the end of the battle, by tying freaks with straps from their trousers and shoe laces .

Riq asked if the girl is ok and pleased her to call the police. He walked away at fast pace, despite of girls entreaty to stay. She was barely twenty, so Riq knew that she will be ok. While walking he pulled out a knife and threw it in a trash can. The wound was not deep but bleeding.

It was early morning and the sunrise was about to start. Bleeding Star stood on the roof of eleven-story building and this time he even didn't want to think about anything, didn't want to say anything. He just got ready, looked at the sunrise, made deep breath and...

"Wait!" kind female voice sounded from behind. Riq turned back and in the light rays of the sunrise he saw the Angel itself.

The world is unfair but life happens. He saved her and she saved him...

I don't know the name of this dish in English but we (my family) call it "M'yasna pidlyvka z shparagivkoyu"

The main ingredient is "Shparagivka" (one kind of beans, wich you can eat with it's shell). Google translator says that it is "Shparaghka".

Here is my recipe:

First of all clean the onion (as many as you can, even 10-15 will be good!).

Then slice the onion to small pieces.

Then throw it in the frying pan, add the oil (i don't know how much oil do you need, but onion requires a lot of oil!) and put it on the high fire! 

While onion is frying, stir it up often to avoid burning.

While the onion is frying, wash the shparaghka (in my case it was 1,5 kg). Cut off the parts (edges) where each of them was attached to the stem, because that part is tough. If size of your shparaghka is big then cut it on half or on 0,3. Put it in a saucepan and add the water (if you have fresh shparaghka then fill the saucepan with water on 0.5-0.75 of SIZE (volume, quantity) of shparaghka in the pan, because if you will add more water, you will just spend more time to make it boil). Sorry for such picture, i only had a frozen shparaghka with cutted edges in the freezer.

Put the pan on fire and wait untill it boils.

Then make the fire lower and wait 5-10 minutes.

While the onion is frying and shparaghka is boiling prepare next ingredients:

Wash the chicken fillet (i took 1,234 kg of it).

Slice the chicken fillet to smal pieces.

Next ingredient is "Shponder" (one kind of bacon) - optional ingredient (i took 0,150-0,200 kg of it). You can cook the dish without adding it.

Slice it to small pieces.

Meanwhile, the onion has fried enough.

Actually i like little bit more fried onion:) , but this condition is enough. Now add one tea spoon of salt and meat slices into the frying pan with onion.

Stir it up.

Add the shponder into the frying pan with meat and onion.

Stir it up again and repeat it 1-2 times while preparing next ingredients.

Meanwhile shparaghka is ready. Drain out the water from the saucepan. You can drain the water by making small slit between saucepan and cover or you can use colander.

After draining the water, put shparaghka back to the saucepan

While meat, shponder and onion are boiling in frying pan, prepare next ingrediens:

The garlic.

Clean it and wash it.

Chop it to smaller pieces, to be able to press it with special tool "Chasnykodavka" , google translator said that it is "Timelessness"... because ukrainian "chas"="time"

Press it by using this tool.

When the meat, shponder and onion are boiling inside frying pan for 5-10 minutes (it is right the time when your garlic is ready to be cooked) pour it into saucepan with shparaghka. You can do that simply by turning the frying pan over the saucepan.

Put it on the fire, add the sour cream (i took 0,450 kg of 20% sour cream).

Add the garlic.

Add one more tea spoon of salt and stir it up again.

Congratulations! The dish is ready! Now you can add it to your side dish (garnish), in my case it was buckwheat.

And you still can add some vegetables.

One more hint: you can add sliced zucchini in frying pan, after onion is fried enough.

Bon appetit!

I am glad to answer all the questions about this recipe.

More than few times people asked me, how to cook the buckwheat.

This is one of the ways to cook it as simple side dish (garnish). So, here we go:

Take one mug of buckwheat (here in my case i took two mugs of buckwheat).

Pour it from mug to the saucepan.

Then wash the buckwheat with water. After washing fill it with water in equivalent twice more than buckwheat. Then cover the saucepan, put it on the fire and wait untill it boils. You don't even need to stir it up while cooking. Don't worry, it will not burn. To be honest i have cooked the buckwheat so many times that after putting it on fire i am setting up the timer with 10 minutes and coming when it notifies.

Ofcourse, while cooking, you can add the spices, because pure buckwheat is not tasty, especially if you have never eat it before. For example, i can eat it without anything, but my brothers are always adding salt and spices.

When the water boiled, decrease the fire and wait untill all the water evaporates (in my case i am just setting the timer with 18-20 minutes and coming when it notifies). You can check if there no water left, using the spoon.

If you see no water left in the saucepan, then turn of the fire. The buckwheat if ready.

Fill up your plate and wait little bit while it cools down.

If you didn't add the spices while cooking, you still can do it even now. And also you still can make it salty or sweet by adding milk or spices or additional dishes. I will describe how to cook one of those dishes in my next blog post.

If you have any questions, just ask me, i will try to answer all of them . Bon appetit!

Long time ago, (almost 15 years) two guys: John and Jack were living in absolutely ordinary village. They were the best friends and whatever they did, they did it together. They were neighbors and lived very close to the forest, only 300 meters separated their houses and forest. And like in all stories of this kind, these kids were different.

John was strong, agile and curious, he liked to work with his hands and wasn't afraid to contaminate them . And Jack was inventive, attentive and thoughtfull, he liked to construct and design something, but at the same time Jack was squeamish. Sometimes he even felt disgusted because of trifles like dirt on shoes or a worm on the road. Jack's worst nightmare was mold.

One sunny day after the rain a day before, these guys went to gather blackberries. But the place where blackberries grew was located on the opposite side of the forest. Therefore John and Jack had to go through the forest. But 500 meters away from the first trees there was a ditch in the forest. And whenever the rain fell, that ditch was filled with water. 

Living near, friends crossed this ditch many times and being curious, John always tried to jump over it. Unfortunatelly for these guys, the ground inside the forest dried slower than outside, and the edges of the ditch were still wet. And as always, John ran, jumped, and...

While John was jumping, his leg slipped over the wet ground and he fell into the ditch...(The wet, dirty, ugly and full of rubbish ditch!) He broke his right leg and screamed!

Being squeamish, Jack was crossing the ditch along bridge and it took him some time to reach the place, where John had fallen down. Jack stopped right at the edge of the ditch and suddenly realized that right now he had to make important choice: To help his best friend in spite of getting dirty from head to toe or to run away looking somebody's help and to leave John lying in the ditch.

For the first time in his life, Jack deliberately jumped into the ditch, took John under the arm and pulled him out!They quickly returned home together and called the ambulance. Only on the next day Jack realized that he had overcome his fear of ugly things. And more important was that John and Jack remained the best friends for the rest of their happy lives.

Independence Day of Ukraine

     On August 24, Ukrainians celebrate Independence Day! It is a famous day for Ukrainian people, because 26 years ago we have finally get our freedom. This path was not easy for Ukraine and for Ukrainian people. And even gaining independence we still have many very difficult challenges of fate. But i believe that strength of will and insurmountable spirit will help us to overcome the difficulties.

     In this day Ukrainian people are greeting each other using such phrases: first one says "Glory to Ukraine!" and second one answers "Glory to heroes!!!" There are many different translations of these phrases but no one 100% correct. I just want to say that it is more that just phrase, it shows Ukrainian past, nowadays and feature, and reveals Ukrainian desire of freedom!

Glory to Ukraine!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!   !

Based on true story.

     Three years ago i've watched one youtube song. It was video of singing girl and two boys in the car. Actualy that girl was only one singing person there. But she had the pulchritude of an angel. I can't explain it! Her comely behaviour made me fall in love just for one second of watching.

     Ofcourse i've watching that video many and many times. I was so excited while watching her singing that i've tried to talk with her, using social networks. And one day i've even wrote the poem for her and translated it in english and sent her at mail. But nothing happened. She just liked my posts about her songs in twitter.

     I didn't want to share this story here in EC. But no other blog theme comes into my head, so that's why i wrote it.

Einstein said that "The dark is only absence of light". It is not for 100% true, but now i want to tell you about another property of darkness.  The property to make people afraid.

     So, when the lights are disappearing, our world falls in the darkness. And also with darkness coming the silence. And as you already can guess that silence is nothing else like absence of noise. This couple of darkness and silence makes people afraid because even little sound transforms into clamorous noise!

     Sometimes you can start to thinking "Omg, is it dark silence alive?" And also that deep dark silence can be so vivid that it press at your eardrums and you are forced to make some noice... just something to break that vivid deep dark silence.

Before you read this blog, please agree to read it at night. If you are reading it at night then ok.

      Have you ever noticed that at night you think about things with another point of view? I am not sure about another people, but i think of the same things differently at day and at night... For example: during the day i can think about life, death, time and about endless universe and nevermind about all this things (really who cares about such things...).

     But...  When night is coming, something changing in my brain or in my mind, and it's like i removing the glasses... (no, i am not drinking, even beer). And during the night i think like this " OMG HOW everyone can be so blind, don't you realize that we all living not in the world "Planet Earth"... We are living in the world "Universe, or even something bigger"...

     DO you know that right now somewhere there ------------->  at the distance of many millions of light years exist one black hole, around which spinning more water than on our planet in 140 trillion times, JUST TRY TO IMAGINE IT... And also about the limits of the universe... WHAT? How the universe can have the limits? And how the universe can HAVEN"T  the limits? Have you imagined it? Ok then right now go down to the Earth and guess please "How can you live in the world without limits or with limits..." And what does happening here? Sure i know about all that scientific theories and discoveries. And i know that scientists can explain it by scientific point of view, but they can't made you imagine and understand that clearly because they can't do the same in their minds... Nobody can...

And finally, what i want to say that, why such a things seem so unnecessary during the day and why they don't let me fall asleep at night. What is going on at night? And please, don't tell me this is due to biorhythmes. I don't believe that only sych a thing change so much in my point of view of the world...

Many years ago, when i was young, me and my big brother, we spent every summer in the village with our granny.

     This is a beautifull place, where i can do everything i want (really everything). In that time we hated this village... because sometimes there was no another kids to play with and we were angry about it...

     During that time we were helping our granny with household. That household inclooded many works like: to feed the goats in forest, to make supplies for goats for the winter, scoop up the ground, choop firewood, planting plants and many many another works. There is always some kind of work here in the village. But all this work, except feeding the goats was not usuall and not very important, because granny could do it alone without us.

     So everyday we had our free time. In that free time i prefered to do next actions: to play with the ball  (i always had some ball) and also i knew how to stick the ball up; to ride the bicycle; to breed the fire; to make something out of a tree like slingshot or bow.

     Once my brother shot and while the arrow was floating i got out from the trees and put my hand at trajectory of arrow and this arrow remained in my hand... she almost got through my hand, but it's ok, to be honest it was cool, first time i hasn't feel the pain, the main issue was to extract the arrow... i have little scar till today...

     Sometimes our friends - neighbor kids came there and we were playing together. Don't need to tell you, how interesting it can be for kids to play in forest or around it especially since i know every single meter of the forest. And also every week we was making the trips to town and back.

     But time went, years flew over the years, we grew up, and ofcourse we could not be there as much time as before. But during this time all the villagers knew and respect us, and it wasn't my or brother's merit. It was because of our granny, she educated us so that everyone in village was proud of us...

     Our granny left this world at 81 years old. And she didn't leave the letter for someone. But she left her soul in everything there in a village...

     Everytime when i'm making the step everywhere in my village, i remember "There we did that, and there we did that... Here we mowed the grass to make hay from it . And there she taught me how to properly cut firewood..." To be honest once i cut my leg, but it was funny:) The axe drawn a thin red line at my leg but that was small dumb axe, so i was ok. And now i love to cut the trees because of her teching:) When I hold an axe in my hand, i feel like i am the coolest guy in the world and i can cut everything on half, i feel like that axe is my another hand.

     I've just realized that for all this time of being in the village on my body there was almost no place that my grandmother would not treat, because i got injured every day. One time or two or more times she was just watering me with hydrogen peroxide, because it was no reason to lubricate each wound separately, for example when i fell from a bike on a rocks at a speed.

     I like to have dirty hands because it means that i changed this world. Always when i do something i do it with pleasure... even dirty job like clean the barn.  I change the world everytime i do something. And that's all because of my granny. And now, when she is no longer here, we read her invisible letter of memories that she left in our hearts...

       The people are such weird creatures that feel emotions. One of these emotions is sentimental.

       Sentiment is a feeling that gives happines and suffering, peace and nervousness, pleasure and hate at the same time. You feel good because you are happy to know that you got such a good time, but in the same moment you feel so bad because that time has gone.

       An easy way to feel sentiments is to remember something good and think about it as if it does not exist anymore. Just remember one situation from your life, even a small thing that is not needed to anybody can be very important to you because of feelings (I still keep some stupid stone from the mountains)... oh no, don't do that, because you will feel that emotions right now. Ah you have already did it? Sorry then, i don't like to see someone sad and don't like to know that somewhere there is someone who feel sad right now...

       Sentimental is an trifle, don't worry about it, forget and never remember because that trifle can ruin your life and transform your life into hell. This is an spice in delight food, so you can spoil it adding too much... People who feel sentiment - almost always suffer. Have you ever heard such a phrase: I would give everything in the world to come there again, or to see someone one more time, or to do something one more time? I don't want you to stop feel that feeling, i just want people to stop hurting themselves with no reason.

       Ofcourse, some people can tell you "Ahh, how great was my old good days at sea... I remember it as if it was yesterday: the sun shine brightly, i ran along the golden sand of the beach, the wind blew my hair softly, and at night I hear how the waves rush" with smile on their face, but they prefer not to tell you about another side of medal, to be honest nobody prefer to tell about pain you feel because of that... Yeah, funny situation - people smile on their faces while they are crying in their souls.

       Someone is sad about his/her teddy bear since childhood... someone allways remembers that strange places where he/she visited long time ago... almost always it's a feeling that comes after separating or right in the moment of separating with something or someone because you know that you may never come back here again, or never see something or someone again. You know, i've just remembered that there in mountains in the west of my country right now there is mountain slope where i hurt my leg many years ago, and may that place remember about me like i remember about it? That place has not gone somewhere...

       Ah and finaly about me. I have bad habit to feel sentimental before that moment to say goodbye comes or even right in the moment of meeting... I know that one person - user of this site was right when said " And we all will leave this site once and maybe even without saying bye" which means that we'll force people to suffer. So should we say sorry before met someone in case that time when we will be separated definitely come?