So proud they were when they announced how they picked up the quietest room for me. But quietness is a kind of loud noise, do you understand? No, I guess you don't. After all, a child lives in a hassle bustle that never stops, perhaps only while sleeping. A child is always surrounded by sounds. I do remember. No one forgets himself as a kid. You too will one day. Tell it to your parents. I wish there was a law: everyone must remember himself as a child - at least once a day. But I don't have to make an effort to recall myself as a young person. Everything that's been stored in my memory has even a fragrance.…