As a 4-year-old girl, I wasn't shy as it sometimes is with other girls, I was a very talkative child. Maybe even too much. I liked to watch fairy tales - probably like every child of that age. There was a little TV in my room where I watched my favorite fairy tales. One day my TV set broke down, we had to give it back for repair and I had to watch the fairy tales in my parents' room with them for a while. ( Daddy wasn't thrilled, but well :D ) It was the day of the reception of the TV set from the repair, glad that I will finally be able to watch the fairy tales in my room, together with my parents going to the service. And here comes the climax of the whole story about the TV. The man who was supposed to fix it didn't do it. He didn't know how. Daddy's helpless. He didn't know what to say. Mommy's the same. I didn't understand my parents' reaction, I took the matter into my own hands and said to you, "Take this TV set and learn to fix it, because you can't. Daddy will buy me a new one because he loves me. Parents in shock, Mr. Red as a beetroot and I laugh. Well, Daddy had no choice but to buy his daughter a TV set the same day.