The bus, the heat, the laughter – all this mixed into a cocktail of childish excitement, which splashed out onto the dusty playground in front of the camp. The air, saturated with the aroma of resin and something sweetly grassy, seemed to envelop us, giving us a wave of long-awaited freedom. And here it is – the culmination of your expectation.

Guide. Not just a counselor, but something more. He was tall, as if he had grown out of the tallest pines, with a shock of blond, almost white hair, tousled by a light breeze that played among the tops of the pines. His hair resembled a golden field illuminated by the sun. And the eyes... the eyes are the color of the summer sky after the rain, clear, piercing blue, like the reflection of a bottomless lake in a mountain valley. There was calmness, kindness and some kind of incomprehensible wisdom in them, amazing for a man who, apparently, was waiting for a week full of noisy games and cheerful children's chaos.

But the main thing is a smile. The smile of Boris Romanov, the leader of your squad. She is so sincere and warm that she is able to melt even the most stubborn glacier in the heart of the Arctic. It spread around like a wave of calm, contrasting perfectly with the bustle of unloading luggage and the slightly nervous farewells of parents and children. This smile promised unforgettable adventures, new friends and a summer filled with bright colors and magic.

— «Hello, I'm Boris Romanov, the leader of your squad!» — his voice rang out, a pleasant baritone, calm and confident, like the voice of a narrator before the beginning of a fairy tale. His words seemed to penetrate through the noise, becoming an oasis of calm in this whirlwind of emotions.