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Mrs. Ala


Stefek in childhood Niunieczku passed meningitis. Recovered, but was delayed and there was talk in the family that is abnormal. The doctors wanted to keep him in the hospital, but I did not want to. He was my younger brother. Boy I know if I ran a grocery store, I thought, will, will be normal. I took him to his home, but a little man sniffed.
Stefek had artistic talent, still drawing something and peeled. The girls, my daughter had to hide his books for the school, because sufficient moment of inattention and the book was covered with drawings of faces and a strange people. These people have coats, hats, and usually more than two eyes. They smiled and held hands as scissors, knives or sticks. They were barefoot. Once persuaded by Stefka on oilcloth curtain to shop painted lacquer Zywiec beer advertising. Stefek did it masterfully, very precisely and accurately, a lot of people came later in my shop, just to see the ad. When a dog takes to the stairs on his hands and out of the way on.

Mrs. Ala


Well, yes, but the other night I heard a noise Niunieczku in the kitchen, I got up to see what was going on and saw Stefka, like sharpening a razor. I was terrified, I began to fear for the children. I gave him back to the psychiatric hospital in Braniewo, as the doctors wanted. He spent all his life. Thanks to his talents manual was in the hospital a valued employee. He performed carpentry and masonry, dealt with the garden. Supervisors and doctors praised and appreciated it, I used to visit him from time to time with one of the daughters.

He stops in the middle of the stairs, looking at the audience and says:

Mrs. Ala


During one of the visits I said to him.
- It's nice here, you, appreciate you, you have to do, they give you to eat, you do not have to worry about anything. - And he Niunieczku as he looked at me and slowly said.

- Yes, but I can not get out of the gate. - I still think about it, it gives me peace.
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