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On the eve of the New Year, many probably thought about what gifts they would like to receive or, conversely, give. We have collected the stories of our readers who recall the best and worst presents in their lives. We wind up on the mustache.
In Soviet times, on my 12th birthday, my parents gave me a bicycle "Uralets". Thanks to some incredible luck, given the shortage of that time, they managed to buy it in sporting goods. To say that I almost went crazy with happiness is to say nothing! I don't remember ever experiencing such feelings before.
At the age of 10, I was given an accordion. It was my birthday. Mom and dad came to me in the morning — I was still in bed — and handed it over. Reaction — shock, stupor, misunderstanding: why do I need an accordion? I've never even had the desire to play it.
Of course, I was upset, but I didn't tell my parents anything. Just recently I asked my mother why they decided to give it to me then. But she didn't remember.
As a result, I gave the accordion to my grandfather, who played music on it with pleasure.
My daughter makes the best gifts. When she was a baby, she handed me beautiful drawings. Then I grew up and from the first salary I gave a birthday ticket to a concert of the Leningrad group.
I was stunned by such a gift. I wanted to go to their performance for a long time, but I was sorry for the money. And then — the daughter handed over!
I came to the concert after work with a briefcase, in a business suit and glasses. I took a place on the dance floor, closer to the stage. At first, she squinted at the raging fans, and then she herself went into a break. I even tore off my voice!
My younger brother (he was about 20 years old at the time) gave me a brush for cleaning clothes on March 8… He gave it to me, so he gave it to me, muttered something and that's it.
Yes, a strange gift. But at that moment I was thinking only of one thing: "Wow, he gave me something at least once in my life!" I don't remember any other presents from him.
When I was handed an e-book, I felt like Belle, who was given a library in Beauty and the Beast.
I used to be skeptical about electronic readers, but then I realized the trick: there are books that I just want to get acquainted with, but not put in the closet. Just for once, so to speak. In order to satisfy this request, the gift came in handy perfectly. Now only the best editions of your favorite books are in the closet!
My most terrible birthday is my 16th birthday. "Friends" came to my house and said they wanted to give me two gifts. In order to get them, I had to blindfold and "pass the tests".
First, my friends put something on my feet. It seemed to me that they were tights, and I doubted — I didn't want to go out in them to people. But they convinced me that "everything is fine" and "this is the first gift." They said that everyone has several tasks for me. Only after passing them, I will be able to get my second present.
The tests were of a physical nature: I had to sit down, jump up, run on the spot, and so on. So that you understand, all my life I have had problems with overweight, I am not an athlete. At that time, I weighed about 90 kilograms. My eyes were blindfolded, so I couldn't see what was going on.
And what happened was this: I was dressed in leopard leggings, which sat on me terribly, and forced to do physical education, simultaneously filming all my efforts on video. I was not a sporty girl, so I quickly sweated, blushed and began to choke.
When the execution was over, my friends untied my eyes, put me in front of the mirror, handed me a gym membership and said: "You have taken the first step towards change! We give you this gift so that you don't stop." Someone shouted: "The main thing to set yourself a goal is to get rid of leggings. Ha‑ha‑ha!" There was guffaw all over the house from their vile jokes in my direction.
I almost burst into tears, ran into the bathroom and sat there for half an hour. This case affected me so much that over time I began to have anorexia and bulimia. I shut myself in and stopped communicating with these friends.
I love to travel by car, the road itself is a passion for me! Trips several times a year are usually organized by the husband. If the journey is long, then he gives it to me for a special occasion. If not, then on the weekend we can go to the cities located near us.
This year, for example, we went to Ufa, Kazan, Yoshkar‑Ola for our birthday. We celebrated the year 2022 in a Hot Spring in the Krasnodar Territory. The last one was in Voronezh. In May, after the transferred covid, we went to Kalmykia.
These are the best gifts for me! On many trips I cry with happiness. Last year, for example, my husband took me on a car route: Mineralnye Vody, Elbrus, Dombay ... Until the last I could not believe that this was happening to me. I was sobbing with emotion!
