At first I endured the brain of a teenage daughter on the topic "how to behave in a team," and then suddenly found myself in 1980 in the body of a fourteen-year-old guy. Which parents send to a pioneer camp for the whole summer. Ironic. An unexpected opportunity to prove the veracity of your arguments. Well, one or two, left-right, "Always ready!," Zarnitsa, pioneer dawn! Can I repeat it?