H: "When it happened, I was 6 years old. Everything was ok. I woke up early in the morning and immediately started to think: what will I do today? And then I remembered something. Yesterday dad recorded on cassette the new cheerful song. Yes, I wanted to listen to it. I jumped out of my bed and went to the tape recorder. Before I had play this song, suddenly my father rushed into my room. "Get dressed! Hurry!" "What for?" He began to dress me. "Dad, you forgot to put on my pants. What happens?" "Our house is burning!" "Really?!"
My mother wasn't at home. She couldn't believe what had happened. Someone called her and said: "Your house is on fire." We managed to save documents and some things. Nobody knew whose guilt was this.