This year my daughter Katya went to 1st grade. The first parent-teacher meeting, the teacher asked the parents to take their children’s seats, I went up to my daughter’s desk, and an unfamiliar man was already sitting in my place, the seat next to me was empty. I sat down next to him. Well, I think it’s probably the dad of Katya’s neighbor at the desk, we need to get to know each other, after all, the children study together. I began to introduce myself to him: “I’m Katya’s mom!” His answer put me in a state of shock: “And I’m Katya’s dad!” Only then did I realize that there were four Katyas in the class.
