This is one of the very first toys from my childhood! Dad gave it to me when I was about three, as far as I remember. Then she seemed so big to me! We named her Marya Pistonovna. This bear had brown eyes, and I was a little afraid to look her in the eyes. But now her parents have moved her from Mariupol to Lviv, I washed and refilled my old toy with new stuffing. And most importantly, I changed her eyes to blue. Now I simply adore it and hope that my grandchildren will enjoy playing with this wonderful toy too!