I was born on 26th of December in Riga. Childhood was the happiest time of my life, because my parents gave me so much love and attention. I have many photos, which I look very often and they remind me of this time.
Most of all time I spent with my grandfather, because my parents were studying and working, therefore every weekend was for me like a holiday.
Actually, in my memory haven’t left too much events.
The earliest memory is a scene, when I was 2 or 3 years old. My Mom held me in her hands and hugged. I played with her and suddenly pulled my hand and tore her beads.
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