Chapter 10: Early Days.
The night I am being born there was thunderings and lightnings in the sky. Was this because of warm front coming in from Ukraine? Or was it because the universe was sense something importants was occurring in the history of meerkats?
Whatever the case, I was for deﬁnites a specials pup. My Russian was fluented by age two and I could count up to a hundred grubs by age three. I had read War and Peace: by age seven and by nine I had written an epic novel entitle The Enormous Adventures of Aleksandr the Adventurer. My Mama and Papa were delight with little Aleksandr Orlov.
They sent me to school at Madame Meerstropovich’s Academy for Talented Meerkats, which was full of the offsprings of the important families and was ﬁnest school in Russia. I was advance for my year and showed early sign of entrepreneuriousness with my ‘Homework Done In Exchange For Tasty Food Things’ business (it sound better in Russian). Very reasonable rates. 3 quadrilateral equations = 4 caramelised cockroaches; 2 geometry exercises = 10 sugared ants; essay on causes of the Meerkat/Mongoose wars = 1 scorpion. I think I am like the young Sugar Alan only nicer to look at.
At this time Papa was having great successes with meerkat comparing business. He had many shops (though he mostly work in ﬂagship shop in Petrova Street) and once a month I was allowed to sit on counter and watch Papa do comparings. His loyal assistant Stanislav would teach me the comparisons, and I would hide his spectacles for pranks.
At school, I was showing skills for the amateur dramatics. When I was 15 year old, I made production of the play Uncle Vanya but with a car chase at the end which I wrote myself.
I was also talent at the sport. I learned the fencing, how to wield a golf stick, and to do the archery. I didn’t take after my Papa and put on the box gloves because a lot of peoples say my snout is my best feature and it would be shame for damage it.
But mostly I love the burrow–sleighing.
Burrow-sleighing start when meerkats live in burrows and not mansions. We sit on sleigh and zoom through tunnels at danger speeds. It is very excite and skilful and I was captain of our school team, the Meerstropovich Blurs (we are blur because we are so speed). We make mince-millipede of every other school in the district.
When I was last year of school, the Meerstropovich Blurs got to ﬁnals of Russian National Burrow Sleighing Championships. Very big day. We travel to Moscow to take on the Mongoose Sleighers.
Before we start I give the team a speech of rousingness, Just like Great Granddaddy Vitaly had done all those years ago. “Stiff your haunches, put on your britches!” I cry. They all become very roused.
Was tense race. Mongooses very fat and heavy, as well as smelly, so they go fast. But we are more nimbly, and we go faster!
My Mama and Papa say they are never prouder than when Aleksandr win Burrow-Sleigh National Championships Trophy.