I think, you got off cheaply. You might have broken both legs or something worse could've happened to you.

In difference to my wife, I really love chocolate. She doesn't like candies or other sweet things, while I have a sweet tooth.

The word “path" doesn't necessarily mean a road or a trail. It can  bear a broader meaning.

When I was a teen of around 14, my father, who happened to be a hunter, started taking me with him. We often made 20 kilometers a day, wandering around, walking across a crunching snow in winter or a tall marsh grasses in summer. When I think back to it, that time seemed to me the happiest time of my youth.

When I began to teach Russian online, I didn't know what I was signing up for. The hobby gradually became my full-time job and took time away from everything I had been busy with before.

I accidentally broke a microphone stand, and had to hold a microphone with my hand during the lecture. Except for this, everything went well. The audience liked it and, when it was done, I got a lot of questions.

I've never learned English handwriting, because at school they asked us to write with block letters. That was quite stupid, because the older generation of schoolchildren, including my sister, was properly taught handwriting. Officials of our educational system simply decided at a certain moment, that that was something redundant.