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I think summer is the best season of all because it is warm, the nature is beautiful and we have great opportunities for rest. Summer is a time of holidays. We can go anywhere, spend our time near a river or a lake on fresh, green grass, swim in warm water, or climb mountains, play different games, ride a bicycle and so on.

I spend my summer holidays at my granny’s. There are many things there to do. What I did most of the time - I swam in the sea and sunbathed. Sometimes I made a fire with my friends at the seaside and cooked potatoes there. It was wonderful. We told anecdotes to each other, and did everything we wanted. I also got used to walk alone in the forest.

When August was coming to its end, I went on a small voyage by ship. The ship name was “Sevastopol”.

But this summer wasn’t for me only sugar and honey. I have passed through the graduating exams after school and entering exams in the university. So the bigger part of my summer vacations I spent sitting with the books. Of course, it was not interesting, but I’m glad that I did it because now I’m a student of the best university in our country.

It was an interesting summer. If the first month did not differ from the previous summer vacation, I was in the city, then the next two months were the most memorable for me, I went to aunt in the village. Namely, with days spent in the village, I relate the most interesting events and vivid impressions of my summer.
In the village the time goes slowly and hesitantly, not like in big cities. It seems that a whole month has passed, but in reality it's only been one week. Usually I help my aunt in the garden, but her morning begins before mine. We have a village far from the village and the water from the tap is unheard of luxury, so I take two old iron buckets and go through three houses to the well. The well water is incredibly clean and very cold. Sometimes you have to do something around the house, but as soon as the first opportunity, I swing over the fence and run to friends.
In the village of my good friends. Together we spend almost all the time. On the hottest days we can sit for hours on the river Bank. Swim, frolic and see off the views of passing barges. Somehow I got from my aunt because I missed lunch, and actually I was not hungry. The fact that my friend Pasha brought from uncle Sergei whole package of potatoes and we bake it right in the fire. What fun it is to flip from one to the other hand hot potato, and then crush and eat a piece, clearing it from the salty ash. Agree, this is not a plate with the finished soup. But how much of romance and happiness conducted as if in a very different world, summer days!