On that night, we had three girls come to visit and recite their poem. We had no chocolate or fruit, so Zenon looked for some money. All he had were bills. The smallest denomination was a fiver (62 and a half cents). We gave each a five. One snatched it out of my hand so fast I almost got a paper cut.
Two minutes later, three boys show up at the door. They said something in Russian and I said I didn't understand. "Give me money." In English, just like that.
I said, "I don't have any money," and shut the door.
Humm? Maybe we are giving out too much money. Two seconds later, another ring at our door. Voss was in the bathroom freaking out about something so I decided not to answer. Note to self...Do not give trick-or-treaters any more than one coin.
5 grevina for the person who can translate.
And it is called a "New Year Tree" not a Christmas tree here.