old story

One time I was thinking, I prayed to the God when I was 6 years old, because I got a fancy oil paint box, I had never seen before. I didn't know that my parents will divorce, the economy will be so bad, that people would have nothing but go the bad habits to stay away from the reality. And only the art school years later would keep me away from the negative side of street life. Once I was at the house party, I already was living in Canada, and a few young women from the came neighborhood were cutting some grass. I asked what they were cooking. They looked at me laughing and saying: "What are you crazy?" They weren't cooking.