"Sit down, boy," we said, "we should talk." The boy sat up straight away, anxious to say, he was already seven and a half, but enough and when he saw Orly's worried face, he realized the conversation was dramatic. "Dad came back for a drink again?" He asked with some concern. "Suddenly" I scolded him "Dad didn't go back to drink, Dad hadn't stopped drinking for a moment since the beginning of the Corona, again."

"Look sweet," Orly said, "Do you remember we explained to you early last week that you are going back to school tomorrow, with all the friends you so dearly miss and haven't seen in a long time?" Decide that you stay home for another week and you won't be able to go back with all the classmates you so dearly miss. "

"There !!" the boy screamed "There is a God !!" He also burst into a dance that looked Native at first glance while I hadn't seen one since he got his mobile six months ago. "The child doesn't understand" I whispered to Orly "He is trying to broadcast as if everything is fine he must be broken from the inside." "My sweet," it means you stay another week at home without all the friends and friends, but I promise this week will go by really fast! "" Why? "He asked, his eyes filled with tears." Why? Because the mayor thinks the school is still not ready for you "" No, not that, why is this week going so fast? Why can't he move slowly? 'At this point he left the room and left us alone.

"Do you think we should consult a psychologist?" "I'll see what they say on TV," she said, opening the device knowing all. Out of the box, Prof. Barbash and the Marciano Foundation screamed, threatening that if they opened the schools, they would resign immediately because there would be hundreds of thousands of registered teachers instead of hundreds of thousands of unemployed teachers. We closed. "Could it be better for him at home, in the yard, with a day that doesn't have a drop in him or an internal logic?" "Maybe, what time is it?" "9:30 in the morning" I felt a little late and opened a cold beer. 

So yeah, a happy boy has been around here for a month and a half, maybe because he is constantly with his parents and the three of them are not doing anything accurate, no one else is anywhere and in no hurry to do anything. 

Just be clear - this conversation didn't really take place, the boy is indeed happy but I don't drink beer at nine thirty in the morning. It doesn't happen a minute ago. good day everybody.