Vova practice draw

Vova's father was a teacher invited to the meeting.All over his body plastered bandages and wearing a skirt, has trudged into the class, he had heard her mention the child:
- You see this! Vova draw flies on nails on the teacher's desk.I beat one, and bleeding hands.
- Oh dear! That leaves gently. look at me, this is the result of his mother was painted on the pile of glass!
- Oh....!