Мгновения моего пути - страница 3

Я, с времен моего обучения в школе, под номером тридцать один, находящейся в городе Тюмени, естественно в России, занимаюсь, коллекционированием монет. Как начал, опишу далее, по тексту, раз мы, только знакомимся сейчас.

Перед, армией, я, поступил на вечернее, хозрасчетное отделение, в ПТУ-7, города Тюмени, на профессию повар, четвертого разряда и кондитер, третьего разряда. Через полгода, получил, на руки, свидетельство "хорошиста", с оценками четыре, по обеим профессиям. По секрету, я, готовился стать поваром, не по духовным соображениям, а тогда, раньше, многие боялись, идти в армию, из-за "дедовщины" и думали, что профессия повар, на армейской кухне, "поближе к еде", их, спасет от нее. Что, на самом деле, конечно, было не так.

Портрет автора: Казанцев Владислав Павлович

Художник: Александр Григорьевич Шаврин

Photo painting portrait of the author: Kazantsev Vladislav Pavlovich

Painter: Alexander Grigorievich Shavrin

English translation

Dear guest, I want to tell You a little about myself and my interesting life. This, my, not the first book and times, You, have come here and read, its, and can, look, my album, perhaps, I think, You, already know and like, my works and You, want, become my, priceless reader.

Therefore, and also to make it easier to communicate, let's immediately agree that we will switch to-you.

So, my new friend and wonderful reader, I will tell you my little stories!!!

My name, as you remember, is Vladislav and my name, masculine, Russian and Slavic, was formed from two words: "own" and "glory". My father was named Pavel, so my middle name is Pavlovich. Well, I took my last name from my mother and grandfather, Kazantsev, that is, it turns out, Kazantsev.

At the moment, I am just over forty years old and my life is just beginning.

I like, as you know, to write poems, novels and stories, as well as, sometimes, write beautiful, in my opinion, drawings and pictures. I like to take pictures of wildlife, birds and animals. Especially, to catch the moments that no one sees and then does not know, because everything in the world happens only once. And if something is repeated, it is no longer a repetition, but only a semblance of chance.

I, since the time of my training at school, number thirty-one, located in the city of Tyumen, of course in Russia, I have been collecting coins. How I started, I will describe further, in the text, since we are just getting acquainted now.