Loaf. Loaf - a symbol of happiness, wealth and abundance, it carried on rushnyk (embroidered towel). Karavayny rite - the action associated with the distribution of loaves and pastries during the wedding feast. It was baked on the eve of the wedding and the wedding night or for two or three days before the groom's house, at least in the house of the bride, and in some villages and the groom and the bride.<span>The essence karavaynogo ceremony was the same throughout its existence, although the ritual actions in different villages were played out in different ways. Baking a loaf symbolized the birth of new life and fertility, thus providing young married couple.</span>
Farmers' wife brought us the jugs of fresh milk to drink
<span>We live in a three-room flat. The first room is my parents’ bedroom, the second is a hall for guests, and the third is my bedroom. My favourite room is, of course, my bedroom. I spend most of my time there as it’s not only a bedroom but also a study. My room is very nice and cozy. I can’t say it’s spacious enough but I have everything I need there. There isn’t much furniture, only necessary things. For more convenience it’s built-in. My bed is situated in the left corner of the room, and my desk is in the right. Beside my bed there is a stylish lamp and a comfortable armchair with some stuffed animals on it. When it’s rainy weather outside, I like to turn on my lamp, sit in the armchair and read interesting books. As for the desk, it contains numerous drawers where I can keep my pens, pencils, markers, text-books, exercise books, notes, diaries and else. There are also some shelves with books in my room. I have a large collection of Russian and English books. There are some posters with my favourite quotations and music bands on the walls. They set a special atmosphere in my room. I like my room a lot. It’s the place where I feel fine. When my friends come over, I invite them into my room. It’s a suitable place both for work and for rest.</span>
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