I remeber like it was yesterday,when i went to the museum. I was just seven years old and I didn't know the history of my country. My dad took me for a walk. When he saw that the museum was opened,he decided to be my first history teacher. There,before my eyes,a magic world had opened its doors. I saw a lot of old coins,old military chlotes,guns,traditional plates and a lot of documents and maps. Three hours flew very fast and I promised my dad I will come there frequently.
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