Pr0dvm g0r0kh, Ukraine

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I walk down the street in summer. Ahead, a young mother leads her five-year-old son by the hand. I catch up with them and hear a fragment of the conversation. The boy says ".. we walked, walked and found a whole nest of bumblebees." His mother corrects him: "Not shmelev, but shmelei." Son "Oh, the nest was not bumblebees but bees".