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Actually I am concerned with many things. For example, at this moment one of the greatest problems for me is friendship. Everything depends on money. If you have money, you have friends. You can trust no one. But you cannot buy friends, can you? Friendship is very artificial nowadays. I am concerned with that because I don’t think there is a man, who does not need a friend. That’s why people change their criteria; everything is being measured with money, which any child can tear and throw away.

Tsovinar Talyan
13 years old

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“They hate me, they don’t understand me, adults put on airs, the younger don’t respect the elder, and people don’t want to speak to one another. Have we really gone so far? If it is so, then this is the end of the world.”
“Vardan,” I interrupted the thoughts of my friend, and continued in his voice, “are you so old, that you see the world in grey colors.”
“I am a realist.”
“People call you pessimists.”
“You can make a mock of me, but the end of the world is close,” he said and looked at me like an old man (by the way he is fifteen).
Truly, I felt very bad of that glance. But who knows, maybe he is right.

Eleonora Harutyunyan
15 years old

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I am concerned with my Armenian marks. I get either bad or satisfactory marks. This is a great problem. I always want to get excellent marks but I cannot. I concentrate all my attention on this mark but all the worse.
It seems to me, that I will get an excellent mark one day.

Hovnan Baghdasaryan
9 years old

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I am concerned with cold. When winter comes, I know there will be no electricity, the roads will be frozen, there will be many accidents and people will die. People in villages and in mountains will catch a cold. They will wear warm clothes, but this won’t help. I am afraid that they may slip and fall down, causing accidents. People always die from accidents.

Hovnan Baghdasaryan
9 years old

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When I have to get acquainted with people I use the words from a famous child song. It sings ‘smile gives birth to friendship’. And I smile. You can’t imagine how good it is to smile back and fill everything with warmth. But when someone ignores your smile and a pair of eyes look at you foolishly, then what warmth, what pleasure are you talking about? Is it that difficult to smile, at least with eyes?
I say let smile to everyone, to strangers and friends.

Anoush Mouradyan
15 years old

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“Rim, wake up. You’ve got to go to school.”
This is how my day begins. Who said that lessons must begin early in the morning?
Every morning while I am waking up I am thinking of the same thing. Then I fall asleep again.
“Rim, it’s half past eight already.”
OK, let the classes start early in the morning, but why, why should we be staying at school for six hours. Was that too difficult for the clock inventor to make the night hours pass more slowly than the morning hours? Or let the classes finish earlier! Every day I go to school, spend almost two hours to learn my lessons to get an excellent mark, study twenty-four hours to get a good mark from math and who is this all for?
“Rim it’s eight forty!”
When I heard that I had overslept some forty minutes, I felt happy. I had to wake up in any case but I was happy.

Rima Tofanyan
13 years old

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“Mom, did you see her clothes?” said a stranger’s voice.
“Yes, I did. She was so ugly. And the face, did you see it? No make up at all.”
“And look at this one. The dress is torn, the pants are dirty.”
“He looks awful.”
“He is so lazy that he does not want to take care of his appearance.”
While my mother and I were walking down the street we heard many conversations about passers-by like this.
“Mom,” I asked, “Why are they criticizing each other so much?”
“I don’t know. They don’t understand that not everyone can be well dressed. Maybe they are too spoiled.”

Zarouhie Ghukasyan
13 years old

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Oh, how unjust is this world!
Sometimes when my pessimism fits begin, I often come to this conclusion. It reminds me an old woman sitting near a hut and bumping constantly and hopelessly on her knees. I really hate injustice more than anything else in the world. During my pessimism fits I remember my new and old sorrows: for example, my mother loves my sister more than me, one of my friend trust my other friend more than me, this teacher marks me unjustly, the boy whom I love doesn’t love me and generally no one loves me.
Sometimes my fits last long and are accompanied by depression. But I try to console myself by saying that I am in a transitional age and this will end some day.

Anoush Mouradyan
15 years old

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