I will be, time

I will be, time Syuz.

I will not be.

Mother.

Now lift!

Syuz cries out very much and throws on a floor but vy pencils, one by one.

No!

No!

No!

No!

Mother.

Do not dare to throw these pencils!

Syuz throwing one more pencil.

I will be, time I want!

Mother beats Syuzi on a hand.

I told, stop, illbred little girl!

Syuz shouts.

You hit me!

You me Uda Rila Planina!

Mother.

You broke pencils which I bought to you.

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