the flood came and the Biryusa River was in full spate:
— You, Dinka, don't go to the river:
there are poludnitsas there.
But I really wanted to see them, I was just so curious.
So one time I came to the riverbank, sat down on a rock, and started peering into the water — and all of a sudden!
A creature, black like a cat, about forty centimeters long, maybe thirty-five with the tail, jumps out of the water
onto the opposite bank. And it starts scratching itself.
I got so scared that it would drag me in that I jumped up from my spot and ran away, and it dove back underwater and followed me along the bottom. I ran home
and said to Grandma:
— Grandma, I saw a poludnitsa.
And she answers:
— Yes, Dina, that's them, the poludnitsas... they drag
you in — don't go to the river anymore.
Since then, even when I grew up, I go into the river
with fear, and I never even dive. Because who knows
what you might see under there.