"Misleaded by evil" by Panas Myrnyi part 1. I am going to translate story of Ukrainian writer from 18th century Panas Myrny (Панас Мирний). As this story is long enough and my goal is to practise English I am going to divide this job to many parts. Story with original name Лихий поплутав, isn't easy to translate. Word Лихий I translated as evil, but actually it means - devil. I don't like to use the name of the prince of darkness, may be it's part of our culture or my upbringing. So I decided not to use it in the title as well . The story was published in 1872. Events took place in Ukraine which was at that time part of the Russian Empire. Here is part 1: I had seventeen then. Young, healthy - I had temper cheerful and joking. Without me street isn't a street, and party - not a party. Who sew on every possible flower for guys, it's me Barbara Lutsekova; who is mocking at girls' love? - me! I didn't love anyone then, didn't know what the hell that love is. I lived by myself, as a bird in spring, free and merry!.. I left without mother and father, they had died during the plague. From all our big family it remained only me and my uncle - the brother of my father. At him I had been growing up, even though the life wasn't easy. Of course without mom and dad... My uncle had his own children, his heart belonged to them. And me, I was a stranger, I felt worse than maid. Moreover his wife - wicked, vicious bitch, she exploited his husband, who then could stand up for the small orphan like me. I was busy all day long, when wasn't grazing the geese then was sewing, when wasn't sewing then was spinning; as became older then was harnessed to the oven. Sometimes I used to drag heavy iron buckles all day long, so in the evening didn't feel my hands. There were eight of us in the family: the uncle, his wife, five their children - three sons, two daughters - and me. I used to spin around all of them: feed, put on and out! It was like hamster in a wheel. I run all day long. But on Sunday or on holiday when I used to escape on the street - all the village knew that... Anyone can stop me, anyone can ban me. I am like river's water in spring. Once it breaks the dam then it runs and boils - so am I, I don't feel neither restriction nor fatigue. ... to be continued...