Essays Without a Template

Where is the line that separates childhood from adult life? In the story by Alisa Korotovskikh, that watershed turned out to be the summer between the 7th and 8th grades. Masha suddenly found her favorite swing too small, and then she "encountered" Peter ("No, no, no. Better not to think about it!"). Sava returned from Lukyanovsky subtly changed, and Lesha came back from the sea, from a camp for gifted children. And only Yurka remained the same - smiling, kind, sincere Yurka. But did he remain the same?.. Mila, Lyudmila Sergeyevna, their teacher, has also changed. She seemed to have faded, unlearned how to smile… And now, contrary to her own beliefs, she demands that essays be written according to a template. But all that life, which rushes forward like a swift stream, cannot fit into this template. Oh, what complicated questions one has to solve in this new adult life! How to cope with all those thoughts, impulses, and learn to feel these adult feelings?