Heading on the beach. It's time to have fun.

My idea of fun on the beach is to take off shoes, to set my explorer on rejecting all ferrous objects and walk the beach, searching for a lost jewelry..

A steep hill behind me was a center of Bukrin battle. Now, there is a memorial. In ancient times it was a town on this hill with a strange name Chuchin.

Chuchin was burned down in time of Mongol invasion and this days only rampart left.

The Mongols left us more then bones and ramparts. They left us parts of their language. Not a best part, I am afraid. Those words mostly profanities.

The minor part of abuse words in a Russian/Ukrainian languages respond from the names of a pagan gods, but most part of our profanities and abuse words are from Mongols.

Originally, many were nice words the Mongols said to seduce women. For most women they were a hateful words and the meanings changed over centuries.

If Genghis Khan could rise from the grave and join us for a drinking party, we would sound to him like a bunch of friendly Mongols who telling nice words and compliments to each other. If my literature teacher would join us for the same event, she would probably faint.