He scribbled the answer down in his neatest cursive. One by one, the exercises on the page began to make sense. When he finally finished the last sentence, he opened the Reshebnik with a sense of pride. He scanned page seventy-two. Lesok. Domik. Gribok.
Anya walked over and closed his hand over the solution book. "If you just copy the answer, the words won't belong to you. Close your eyes. Think of a tiny, little forest. How would you say it to a kitten?" Maxim smiled. "Lesok." "Exactly." He scribbled the answer down in his neatest cursive
Just then, his older sister, Anya, leaned against the doorframe. She saw the "Reshebnik" (solution book) sitting closed on the corner of his desk. Their parents allowed them to use it only to check their work, never to copy. "Stuck on Kanakina again?" she asked with a smile. He scanned page seventy-two