One day after lunch he asked me for a photo. I handed my passport. He watched him for a moment and then asked:

- Do not have any other pictures?

I took their official identity card. He looked at the photo and say-forum:

- No, give back the passport. Again watched my image, and then said:

- It’s strange, I came across three very different people … Chłopek-solution-tropka, who does not know how to count three, a thorough researcher with a developed intuition, and organizer who is not trying to beat you-. I will not say for what you get, but … you will not be rich.

After a moment, he continued:

- I see you in great danger. You look over a dozen years. You are clinging between the two coaches riding a small train. It’s winter, lots of snow around. Right hands you a three-diagonal rod when the wagon. You do not have gloves, your hands were cold. Are you afraid that you can not stand up to the next station.

I was dumbstruck, since this event I remember to this day. At that time I commuted to school in New Tomyśl circle of Poznań narrow-gauge track, so-called. choo-choo. One night fell abundant snow and tracks have not been able to clean as a result, the composition, the full-wnym time, stuck on the trail. We got to help re-move the snow, and the driver, trying to gain momentum, quickly moved. I could not jump on the wagon grades because there was no place for them, stood there the other passengers. He remained bumper between the cars, where the right hand grasped a diagonal bar. My-he sent that can not stand up to the next station, and I’ll stop at after-string, but all eventually ended happily.

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