A journey begins...
It wasn’t the first time he had been in the Sheremetyevo-II Airport, it wasn’t even the first time he had been to other countries. It was however the first time time he would be away for such a long time, and there for his mother was crying. His father had a look of pride on his face and smiled as he held his wife. “ Ya znayu y sdyelayet nas samolyubivo, moy synoc.” [“I know you will make us proud, my son.”]
Alexi smiled at his father. “Ya iadyeyusy-c, otyets. Eto budyet bol’shoy shans dlya myenya.” [“I hope to, father. This will be a wonderful oportunity for me.”]
Piotr nodded, “Da, s-obraeovanyem on poluchit na etoy shcolye, cotor on budyet poluchit’ v-pavyy univyersityet. Odno imyeyet comandu gimnastici tipa mira. To peredast on on syebya poluchit’ gotovym yesdi on dolzhyen sostyaeat’sya v-dvye tysichi vosim’ gad u.” [“Yes, with the education he will get at this school he will be able to get into the right university. One that has a world class gymnastics team. That will give him what he needs to get himself ready if he is to compete in 2008.”]
Dmitri nodded back to Piotr, “Vnimatyel’nost’ veyatiya khoroshaya yego, Piotr.” [“Take good care of him, Piotr.”]
Alexi moved over to his parents and hugged them both. “Ya propusu vas oba, no ya obyesayu vam ya sdyeklayet olimpiyscuyu comandu na v-dvye tysichi vosim’ grad u i sdyelayet vas oba samolyubivo.” [“I will miss you both, but I promise you I will make the Olympic team for 2008 and make you both proud.”]
Just then an announcement was made that their flight was boarding. With a final hug to his parents, Alexi and his coach headed for the plane that would take them to America. Alexi turned and gave a final wave to his parents before turning to look up at Piotr. “Bul’tue ubyeryeno nye udarit’ vashu golovcu eto vryemya cogda vy shagayetye v-poscosti,” [“Be sure not to hit your head this time when you step in the plane,”] he told his troll mentor. Piotr just smiled back.
Alexi smiled at his father. “Ya iadyeyusy-c, otyets. Eto budyet bol’shoy shans dlya myenya.” [“I hope to, father. This will be a wonderful oportunity for me.”]
Piotr nodded, “Da, s-obraeovanyem on poluchit na etoy shcolye, cotor on budyet poluchit’ v-pavyy univyersityet. Odno imyeyet comandu gimnastici tipa mira. To peredast on on syebya poluchit’ gotovym yesdi on dolzhyen sostyaeat’sya v-dvye tysichi vosim’ gad u.” [“Yes, with the education he will get at this school he will be able to get into the right university. One that has a world class gymnastics team. That will give him what he needs to get himself ready if he is to compete in 2008.”]
Dmitri nodded back to Piotr, “Vnimatyel’nost’ veyatiya khoroshaya yego, Piotr.” [“Take good care of him, Piotr.”]
Alexi moved over to his parents and hugged them both. “Ya propusu vas oba, no ya obyesayu vam ya sdyeklayet olimpiyscuyu comandu na v-dvye tysichi vosim’ grad u i sdyelayet vas oba samolyubivo.” [“I will miss you both, but I promise you I will make the Olympic team for 2008 and make you both proud.”]
Just then an announcement was made that their flight was boarding. With a final hug to his parents, Alexi and his coach headed for the plane that would take them to America. Alexi turned and gave a final wave to his parents before turning to look up at Piotr. “Bul’tue ubyeryeno nye udarit’ vashu golovcu eto vryemya cogda vy shagayetye v-poscosti,” [“Be sure not to hit your head this time when you step in the plane,”] he told his troll mentor. Piotr just smiled back.