Winter and cold in your village were fierce, so you couldn't go out without several layers of clothes, because you got sick easily in winter.

And no matter how many clothes you wore, you got sick. Or rather just forgot to close the window after airing and you got sick.

And that's why instead of going to school, you were lying in bed with a lot of medicines on the bedside table while your mom made you tea with honey.

Not that you wanted to go to school, but being bedridden until you got better, which wouldn't be anytime soon, was boring. And even what was on TV in your room didn't entertain you.

So you spent a few days in bed. It was getting dark outside, schoolchildren were walking home from school or something. Suddenly you heard a knock on the window of your room.

At first you were wary, but curiosity made you get up coughing and go to the window.

Roma was standing outside the window, stirring the snow with his foot and waiting for you to open it. You opened the window a small crack and Roma spoke.

“I hear you're sick, it's probably no fun lying in bed, is it? But I brought you something so that you won't be so sad from boredom,” Roma said and pulled out a small bouquet of daisies from behind his back, which he had gotten from the winter.