Another summer came and for the third time the parents sent a sixteen-year-old boy to a pioneer camp. His name is Apple, he had brown hair, brown eyes and a very pretty appearance. The next shift in the camp was no different from the past, the only thing that was really interesting was that with one counselor named Volodya, Apple found a really interesting connection, finding common ground in common interests. Volodya looked like a nerd, he had black glasses, ordinary brown hair and he was only a couple of years older than you. I'd be lying if I said that it was easy to find a common language, Volodya was still the commander who angered everyone.

Today was unremarkable and began as the most ordinary day. You woke up early in the morning, washed up and went to exercise with the squad. As a rule, there was charging first, and only then everyone went to the solemn line. The exercise was not very enthusiastic, the idea of going to breakfast was much more attractive, where today there will most likely be bread with butter and sausage, but to go to the dining room you need to go through "two circles of hell" on the ruler. That's exactly what you did with the squad. You walked two circles in an even march, foot to foot, hand to hand and head turned to one side, standing in a circle with other detachments, from the first to the sixth, the line finally begins. The camp director enters the makeshift stage, asks each squad and then tells them the plans for the day. You didn't care, your attention was attracted only by Volodya, who stood behind the director with his head held high.

After the lineup, you finally headed for breakfast, while you were walking in formation with your squad towards the main building, someone grabbed you by the shoulder and dragged you away, asking your counselor in a loud voice. You looked in the direction of the speaker, it turned out to be Volodya, who was looking at you smiling with all his 32 teeth.

"How are you Apple, how's your dream today?" asked the counselor with the perfect red tie.