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Notebooks in the rain

At recess, Marik says to me:

Let's get out of class. Look how good it is outside!

What if Aunt Dasha delays with briefcases?

Throw your briefcases out the window.

We looked out the window: near the wall it was dry, and a little further away there was a huge puddle. Don't throw your portfolios into the puddle! We removed the straps from our trousers, tied them together, and carefully lowered our briefcases over them. At this time, the bell rang. The teacher entered. I had to sit down. The lesson has begun. Rain poured outside the window. Marik writes me a note: "Our notebooks are gone"

I answer him: "Our notebooks are gone"

He writes to me: "What shall we do?"

I answer him: "What are we going to do?"

Suddenly they call me to the blackboard.

I can’t, I say, I can go to the blackboard.

“How, - I think, - to go without a belt?”

Go, go, I will help you, - says the teacher.

You don't need to help me.

Did you happen to get sick?

I'm sick, I say.

How about homework?

Good with homework.

The teacher comes up to me.

Well, show me your notebook.

What's happening with you?

You'll have to put in a two.

He opens the magazine and gives me a F, and I think about my notebook, which is now getting wet in the rain.

The teacher gave me a deuce and calmly says this:

You are strange today...

How I sat under the desk

Only the teacher turned away to the blackboard, and I once - and under the desk. When the teacher notices that I have disappeared, he will be terribly surprised, probably.

I wonder what he'll think? He will ask everyone where I have gone - that will be laughter! Half a lesson has already passed, and I'm still sitting. “When, I think, will he see that I am not in the class?” And it's hard to sit under the desk. My back even hurt. Try to sit like this! I coughed - no attention. I can't sit anymore. Moreover, Seryozhka pokes me in the back with his foot all the time. I couldn't stand it. Didn't make it to the end of the lesson. I get out and say:

Excuse me, Pyotr Petrovich...

The teacher asks:

What's the matter? Do you want to board?

No, excuse me, I was sitting under the desk...

Well, how comfortable to sit there, under the desk? You were very quiet today. That's the way it's always been in class.

When Goga started going to first grade, he knew only two letters: O - a circle and T - a hammer. And that's it. I didn't know any other letters. And he couldn't read.

Grandmother tried to teach him, but he immediately came up with a trick:

Now, now, granny, I'll wash the dishes for you.

And he immediately ran to the kitchen to wash the dishes. And the old grandmother forgot about her studies and even bought him gifts for helping with the household. And Gogin's parents were on a long business trip and hoped for a grandmother. And of course, they did not know that their son had not yet learned to read. But Goga often washed the floor and dishes, went for bread, and his grandmother praised him in every possible way in letters to his parents. And read aloud to him. And Goga, sitting comfortably on the sofa, listened with his eyes closed. “Why should I learn to read,” he reasoned, “if my grandmother reads aloud to me.” He didn't even try.

And in class, he dodged as best he could.

The teacher tells him:

Read it right here.

He pretended to read, and he himself told from memory what his grandmother read to him. The teacher stopped him. To the laughter of the class, he said:

If you want, I'd better close the window so that it doesn't blow.

I'm so dizzy that I'm probably about to fall...

He pretended so skillfully that one day his teacher sent him to the doctor. The doctor asked:

How is your health?

Bad, - said Goga.

What hurts?

Well then go to class.

Because nothing hurts you.

How do you know?

How do you know that? the doctor laughed. And he lightly pushed Goga to the exit. Goga never pretended to be sick again, but he continued to evade.

And the efforts of classmates did not lead to anything. First, Masha, an excellent student, was attached to him.

Let's study seriously, - Masha told him.

When? Goga asked.

Yeah right now.

Now I will come, - said Goga.

And he left and didn't come back.

Then Grisha, an excellent student, was attached to him. They stayed in the classroom. But as soon as Grisha opened the primer, Goga reached under the desk.

Where are you going? - asked Grisha.

Come here, - called Goga.

And here no one will interfere with us.

Yah you! - Grisha, of course, was offended and immediately left.

No one else was attached to him.

As time went. He dodged.

Gogin's parents arrived and found that their son could not read a single line. The father grabbed his head, and the mother grabbed the book that she brought to her child.

Now every evening, - she said, - I will read aloud this wonderful book to my son.

Grandma said:

Yes, yes, I also read interesting books aloud to Gogochka every evening.

But the father said:

You really shouldn't have done it. Our Gogochka has grown lazy to such an extent that he cannot read a single line. I ask everyone to leave for the meeting.

And dad, along with grandma and mom, left for a meeting. And Goga was at first worried about the meeting, and then calmed down when his mother began to read to him from a new book. And even dangled his legs with pleasure and almost spat on the carpet.

But he didn't know what the meeting was! What did they decide!

So Mom read him a page and a half after the meeting. And he, dangling his legs, naively imagined that this would continue to continue. But when mom stopped at the most interesting place, he became worried again.

And when she handed him the book, he became even more excited.

He immediately suggested:

Come on, Mommy, I'll wash the dishes.

And he ran to wash the dishes.

He ran to his father.

The father strictly told him never to make such requests to him again.

He slipped the book to his grandmother, but she yawned and dropped it from her hands. He picked up the book from the floor and gave it back to his grandmother. But she again dropped it from her hands. No, she had never fallen asleep so quickly in her chair before! “Is it really,” thought Goga, “is she sleeping, or was she instructed at the meeting to pretend? Goga pulled her, shook her, but grandmother did not even think of waking up.

In desperation, he sat down on the floor and looked at the pictures. But from the pictures it was difficult to understand what was going on there.

He brought the book to class. But classmates refused to read to him. Even more than that: Masha immediately left, and Grisha defiantly crawled under the desk.

Goga stuck to a high school student, but he flicked his nose and laughed.

That's what a home meeting means!

That's what the public means!

He soon read the whole book and many other books, but out of habit he never forgot to go out for bread, wash the floor or wash the dishes.

That's what's interesting!

Who is surprised

Tanya is not surprised by anything. She always says: "That's not surprising!" Even if it's surprising. Yesterday, in front of everyone, I jumped over such a puddle ... No one could jump over, but I jumped over! Everyone was surprised, except Tanya.

“Think! So what? It's not surprising!"

I tried my best to surprise her. But he couldn't be surprised. No matter how much I tried.

I hit a sparrow from a slingshot.

He learned to walk on his hands, to whistle with one finger in his mouth.

She saw it all. But she wasn't surprised.

I tried my best. What I didn't do! He climbed trees, walked without a hat in winter ...

She wasn't surprised at all.

And one day I just went out into the yard with a book. Sat down on a bench. And began to read.

I didn't even see Tanya. And she says:

Marvelous! That would not have thought! He reads!

Prize

We made the original costumes - no one else will have them! I will be a horse, and Vovka a knight. The only bad thing is that he should ride me and not me on him. And all because I'm a little younger. True, we agreed with him: he will not ride me all the time. He rides me a little, and then he gets down and leads behind him, like horses are led by the bridle. And so we went to the carnival. They came to the club in ordinary suits, and then changed and went out into the hall. I mean, we moved in. I crawled on all fours. And Vovka was sitting on my back. True, Vovka helped me - he touched the floor with his feet. But it still wasn't easy for me.

And I haven't seen anything yet. I was wearing a horse mask. I couldn't see anything at all, even though there were holes in the mask for the eyes. But they were somewhere on the forehead. I crawled in the dark.

Bumped into someone's legs. He ran into a convoy twice. Sometimes I shook my head, then the mask moved out, and I saw the light. But for a moment. And then it's dark again. I couldn't keep shaking my head!

I saw the light for a moment. And Vovka didn’t see anything at all. And all the time he asked me what was ahead. And asked to crawl more carefully. And so I crawled carefully. I didn't see anything myself. How could I know what was ahead! Someone stepped on my arm. I stopped right now. And he refused to move on. I told Vovka:

Enough. Get off.

Vovka probably liked the ride, and he didn't want to get off. He said it's still early. But still he got down, took me by the bridle, and I crawled on. Now it was easier for me to crawl, although I still could not see anything.

I offered to take off the masks and look at the carnival, and then put on the masks again. But Vovka said:

Then we will be recognized.

It's probably fun here, - I said. - Only we don't see anything ...

But Vovka walked in silence. He was determined to endure to the end. Get first prize.

My knees hurt. I said:

I will now sit on the floor.

Can horses sit? - said Vovka. - You're crazy! You are a horse!

I am not a horse, I said. You are a horse yourself.

No, you're a horse, - answered Vovka. - Otherwise we won't get a bonus.

So be it, - I said. - I'm tired.

Be patient, - said Vovka.

I crawled up to the wall, leaned against it and sat on the floor.

You sit? - asked Vovka.

I'm sitting, I said.

Well, okay, - Vovka agreed. - You can still sit on the floor. Just don't sit on a chair. Do you understand? A horse - and suddenly on a chair! ..

Music blared all around, laughing.

I asked:

Will it end soon?

Be patient, - said Vovka, - probably soon ...

Vovka also could not stand it. Sat on the sofa. I sat next to him. Then Vovka fell asleep on the couch. And I fell asleep too.

Then they woke us up and gave us a bonus.

In the closet

Before class, I climbed into the closet. I wanted to meow from the closet. They'll think it's a cat, but it's me.

I sat in the closet, waited for the start of the lesson and did not notice myself how I fell asleep.

I wake up - the class is quiet. I look through the crack - no one is there. He pushed the door, and it was closed. So I slept through the whole lesson. Everyone went home, and they locked me in the closet.

Stuffy in the closet and dark as night. I was scared, I started screaming:

Eee! I'm in the closet! Help!

Listened - silence all around.

O! Comrades! I'm in the closet!

I hear someone's steps. Someone is coming.

Who is yelling here?

I immediately recognized Aunt Nyusha, the cleaner.

I rejoiced, I shout:

Aunt Nyusha, I'm here!

Where are you, dear?

I'm in the closet! In the closet!

How did you, dear, get there?

I'm in the closet, grandma!

So I hear that you're in the closet. So what do you want?

I was locked in a closet. Oh, grandma!

Aunt Nyusha left. Silence again. She must have gone for the key.

Pal Palych tapped on the cabinet with his finger.

There is no one there, - said Pal Palych.

How not. Yes, - said Aunt Nyusha.

Well, where is he? - said Pal Palych and knocked again on the cabinet.

I was afraid that everyone would leave, I would stay in the closet, and I shouted with all my might:

I'm here!

Who are you? asked Pal Palych.

I... Tsypkin...

Why did you climb up there, Tsypkin?

They locked me up... I didn't get in...

Um... He's locked up! But he didn't get in! Did you see? What wizards in our school! They do not climb into the closet while they are locked in the closet. Miracles don't happen, do you hear, Tsypkin?

How long have you been sitting there? asked Pal Palych.

Don't know...

Find the key, - said Pal Palych. - Fast.

Aunt Nyusha went for the key, but Pal Palych remained. He sat down on a chair nearby and waited. I saw his face through the crack. He was very angry. He lit up and said:

Well! That's where the prank comes in. Tell me honestly: why are you in the closet?

I really wanted to disappear from the closet. They open the closet, but I'm not there. As if I had never been there. They will ask me: “Were you in the closet?” I'll say, "I didn't." They will say to me: “Who was there?” I'll say, "I don't know."

But that only happens in fairy tales! Surely tomorrow they will call my mother ... Your son, they say, climbed into the closet, slept there all the lessons, and all that ... as if it’s comfortable for me to sleep here! My legs hurt, my back hurts. One pain! What was my answer?

I was silent.

Are you alive there? asked Pal Palych.

Well, sit down, they will open soon ...

I am sitting...

So ... - said Pal Palych. - So you will answer me, why did you climb into this closet?

Who? Tsypkin? In the closet? Why?

I wanted to disappear again.

The director asked:

Tsypkin, are you?

I sighed heavily. I just couldn't answer anymore.

Aunt Nyusha said:

The class leader took the key.

Break open the door, - said the director.

I felt the door being broken - the closet shook, I hit my forehead painfully. I was afraid that the cabinet would fall, and I cried. I rested my hands on the walls of the closet, and when the door gave way and opened, I continued to stand in the same way.

Well, come out, - said the director. And tell us what that means.

I didn't move. I was scared.

Why is he worth it? the director asked.

They took me out of the closet.

I was silent all the time.

I didn't know what to say.

I just wanted to meow. But how would I put it...

carousel in the head

By the end of the school year, I asked my father to buy me a two-wheeled bicycle, a battery-powered submachine gun, a battery-powered airplane, a flying helicopter, and table hockey.

I so want to have these things! - I said to my father. - They are constantly spinning in my head like a carousel, and this makes my head spin so much that it is difficult to keep on my feet.

Hold on, - said the father, - do not fall and write all these things on a piece of paper for me so that I do not forget.

But why write, they already sit firmly in my head.

Write, - said the father, - it doesn't cost you anything.

In general, it's worth nothing, - I said, - just an extra hassle. - And I wrote in large letters on the whole sheet:

WILISAPET

GUN-GUN

VIRTALET

Then I thought about it and decided to write “ice cream” again, went to the window, looked at the sign opposite and added:

ICE CREAM

Father read and says:

I'll buy you ice cream for now, and wait for the rest.

I thought he had no time now, and I ask:

Until what time?

Until better times.

Until what?

Until next year ends.

Yes, because the letters in your head are spinning like a carousel, this makes you dizzy, and the words are not on their feet.

It's like words have legs!

And I've already bought ice cream a hundred times.

Betball

Today you should not go outside - today is a game ... - said dad mysteriously, looking out the window.

Which? I asked from behind my father's back.

Wetball, - he answered even more mysteriously and put me on the windowsill.

A-ah-ah ... - I drawled.

Apparently, dad guessed that I did not understand anything, and began to explain.

Vetball is football, only trees play it, and the wind is driven instead of the ball. We say - a hurricane or a storm, and they are a wetball. Look how the birch trees rustled - they are giving them poplars ... Wow! How they swayed - it is clear that they conceded a goal, they could not hold the wind with branches ... Well, another pass! Dangerous moment...

Dad spoke just like a real commentator, and I, spellbound, looked out into the street and thought that vetball would probably give 100 points ahead to any football, basketball and even handball! Although I didn't fully understand the meaning of the latter...

Breakfast

Actually, I love breakfast. Especially if mom cooks sausage or cheese sandwiches instead of porridge. But sometimes you want something unusual. For example, today or yesterday. I once asked my mother for today, but she looked at me in surprise and offered an afternoon snack.

No, - I say, - I would just like today. Well, or yesterday, at worst ...

Yesterday there was soup for lunch ... - Mom was confused. - Would you like to warm up?

In general, I did not understand anything.

And I myself don’t really understand how these today’s and yesterday’s look and what they taste like. Maybe yesterday's people really do taste like yesterday's soup. But what then is the taste of today? Probably something today. Breakfast, for example. On the other hand, why are breakfasts so called? Well, that is, if according to the rules, then breakfast should be called today, because they cooked it for me today and I will eat it today. Now, if I leave it for tomorrow, then it's a completely different matter. Although no. After all, tomorrow it will become yesterday.

So would you like porridge or soup? she asked carefully.

How the boy Yasha ate badly

Yasha was good to everyone, he just ate badly. All the time with concerts. Either mom sings to him, or dad shows tricks. And he gets along:

- I do not want.

Mom says:

- Yasha, eat porridge.

- I do not want.

Papa says:

- Yasha, drink juice!

- I do not want.

Mom and dad got tired of persuading him every time. And then my mother read in one scientific pedagogical book that children should not be persuaded to eat. It is necessary to put a plate of porridge in front of them and wait for them to get hungry and eat everything.

They put, put plates in front of Yasha, but he does not eat and does not eat anything. He doesn't eat meatballs, soup, or porridge. He became thin and dead, like a straw.

-Yasha, eat porridge!

- I do not want.

- Yasha, eat soup!

- I do not want.

Previously, his pants were hard to fasten, but now he dangled completely freely in them. It was possible to launch another Yasha into these pants.

And then one day a strong wind blew. And Yasha played on the site. He was very light, and the wind rolled him around the site. Rolled up to the wire mesh fence. And there Yasha got stuck.

So he sat, pressed against the fence by the wind, for an hour.

Mom calls:

- Yasha, where are you? Go home with the soup to suffer.

But he doesn't go. He is not even heard. He not only became dead himself, but his voice became dead. Nothing is heard that he squeaks there.

And he squeaks:

- Mom, take me away from the fence!

Mom began to worry - where did Yasha go? Where to look for it? Yasha is not seen and not heard.

Dad said this:

- I think our Yasha was rolled away somewhere by the wind. Come on, mom, we'll take the pot of soup out onto the porch. The wind will blow and the smell of soup will bring to Yasha. On this delicious smell, he will crawl.

So they did. They carried the pot of soup out onto the porch. The wind carried the smell to Yasha.

As soon as Yasha smelled the smell of delicious soup, he immediately crawled to the smell. Because he was cold, he lost a lot of strength.

He crawled, crawled, crawled for half an hour. But he reached his goal. He came to the kitchen to his mother and how he immediately eats a whole pot of soup! How to eat three cutlets at once! How to drink three glasses of compote!

Mom was amazed. She didn't even know whether to be happy or upset. She says:

- Yasha, if you eat like this every day, I won’t have enough food.

Yasha reassured her:

– No, Mom, I don’t eat so much every day. I correct past mistakes. I bubu, like all children, eat well. I'm a completely different boy.

I wanted to say "I will", but he got "boob". Do you know why? Because his mouth was full of apples. He couldn't stop.

Since then, Yasha has been eating well.

secrets

Are you good at secrets?

If you don't know how, I will teach you.

Take a clean piece of glass and dig a hole in the ground. Put a candy wrapper in the hole, and on the candy wrapper - everything that you have beautiful.

You can put a stone, a fragment of a plate, a bead, a bird's feather, a ball (you can use glass, you can use metal).

You can use an acorn or an acorn cap.

You can have a multi-colored patch.

It can be a flower, a leaf, or even just grass.

Maybe real candy.

You can elderberry, dry beetle.

You can even eraser, if it is beautiful.

Yes, you can have another button if it's shiny.

Well. Have you put it down?

Now cover it all with glass and cover it with earth. And then slowly clear the ground with your finger and look into the hole ... You know how beautiful it will be! I made a “secret”, remembered the place and left.

The next day my "secret" was gone. Someone dug it up. Some bully.

I made a "secret" in another place. And they dug it up again!

Then I decided to track down who was doing this business ... And of course, this person turned out to be Pavlik Ivanov, who else ?!

Then I again made a "secret" and put a note in it:

"Pavlik Ivanov, you are a fool and a bully."

An hour later, the note was gone. Peacock did not look into my eyes.

Well, did you read it? I asked Pavlik.

I didn’t read anything,” Pavlik said. - You're a fool yourself.

The writing

One day we were told to write an essay in class on the topic “I help my mother.”

I took a pen and began to write:

"I always help my mom. I sweep the floor and wash the dishes. Sometimes I wash handkerchiefs.”

I didn't know what to write anymore. I looked at Lucy. That's what she wrote in her notebook.

Then I remembered that I washed my stockings once, and wrote:

“I also wash stockings and socks.”

I didn't really know what to write anymore. But you can’t hand over such a short essay!

Then I added:

“I also wash T-shirts, shirts and shorts.”

I looked around. Everyone wrote and wrote. I wonder what they write about? You might think that they help mom from morning to night!

And the lesson didn't end. And I had to keep going.

“I also wash dresses, mine and my mother’s, napkins and a bedspread.”

And the lesson never ended. And I wrote:

“I also love washing curtains and tablecloths.”

And then the bell finally rang!

I got a "five". The teacher read my essay aloud. She said that she liked my composition the most. And that she will read it at the parent-teacher meeting.

I asked my mother very much not to go to the parent meeting. I said that my throat hurts. But my mother told my father to give me hot milk with honey and went to school.

The following conversation took place at breakfast the next morning.

Mom: And you know, Syoma, it turns out that our daughter writes compositions wonderfully!

Dad: It doesn't surprise me. She has always been good at writing.

Mom: No, really! I'm not kidding, Vera Evstigneevna praises her. She was very pleased that our daughter loves to wash curtains and tablecloths.

Dad: What?!

Mom: Really, Syoma, is it wonderful? - Turning to me: - Why have you never admitted this to me before?

I was shy, I said. - I thought you wouldn't let me.

Well, what are you! Mom said. - Don't be shy, please! Wash our curtains today. It's good that I don't have to haul them to the laundry!

I goggled my eyes. The curtains were huge. Ten times I could wrap myself in them! But it was too late to retreat.

I washed the curtains piece by piece. While I was lathering one piece, the other was completely washed out. I'm just tired of these pieces! Then I rinsed the curtains in the bathroom piece by piece. When I finished squeezing one piece, water from neighboring pieces was poured into it again.

Then I climbed onto a stool and began to hang the curtains on a rope.

Well, that was the worst! While I was pulling one piece of the curtain onto the rope, the other fell to the floor. And in the end, the whole curtain fell to the floor, and I fell on it from the stool.

I became quite wet - at least squeeze it out.

The curtain had to be dragged back into the bathroom. But the floor in the kitchen shone like new.

Water was pouring from the curtains all day.

I put all the pots and pans we had under the curtains. Then she put the kettle on the floor, three bottles, and all the cups and saucers. But water still flooded the kitchen.

Oddly enough, my mother was pleased.

You did a great job washing the curtains! - said my mother, walking around the kitchen in galoshes. I didn't know you were so capable! Tomorrow you will wash the tablecloth...

What is my head thinking

If you think that I am a good student, you are wrong. I study hard. For some reason, everyone thinks that I am capable, but lazy. I don't know if I'm capable or not. But only I know for sure that I'm not lazy. I sit on tasks for three hours.

Here, for example, now I'm sitting and I want to solve the problem with all my might. And she does not dare. I tell my mom

Mom, I can't do it.

Don't be lazy, says mom. - Think carefully, and everything will work out. Just think carefully!

She's leaving on business. And I take my head with both hands and say to her:

Think head. Think carefully… “Two pedestrians went from point A to point B…” Head, why don't you think? Well, head, well, think, please! Well, what are you worth!

A cloud floats outside the window. It is as light as fluff. Here it stopped. No, it floats on.

Head, what are you thinking? Aren `t you ashamed!!! “Two pedestrians went from point A to point B ...” Luska, probably, also left. She is already walking. If she had approached me first, I would have forgiven her, of course. But is she suitable, such a pest ?!

"...From point A to point B..." No, it won't fit. On the contrary, when I go out into the yard, she will take Lena by the arm and will whisper with her. Then she will say: "Len, come to me, I have something." They will leave, and then they will sit on the windowsill and laugh and gnaw on seeds.

“...Two pedestrians left point A for point B...” And what will I do?.. And then I will call Kolya, Petka and Pavlik to play rounders. And what will she do? Yeah, she'll put on a Three Fat Men record. Yes, so loudly that Kolya, Petka and Pavlik will hear and run to ask her to let them listen. They listened a hundred times, everything is not enough for them! And then Lyuska will close the window, and they will all listen to the record there.

"... From point A to point ... to point ..." And then I'll take it and shoot something right into her window. Glass - ding! - and shatter. Let him know.

So. I'm tired of thinking. Think do not think - the task does not work. Just awful, what a difficult task! I'll walk around for a bit and start thinking again.

I closed my book and looked out the window. Lyuska alone was walking in the yard. She jumped into hopscotch. I went outside and sat down on a bench. Lucy didn't even look at me.

Earring! Vitka! Lucy immediately screamed. - Let's go to play bast shoes!

The Karmanov brothers looked out the window.

We have a throat, both brothers said hoarsely. - They won't let us in.

Lena! Lucy screamed. - Linen! Come out!

Instead of Lena, her grandmother looked out and threatened Lyuska with her finger.

Pavlik! Lucy screamed.

Nobody appeared at the window.

Pe-et-ka-ah! Luska perked up.

Girl, what are you yelling at?! Someone's head popped out of the window. - A sick person is not allowed to rest! There is no rest from you! - And the head stuck back into the window.

Luska furtively looked at me and blushed like a cancer. She tugged at her pigtail. Then she took the thread off her sleeve. Then she looked at the tree and said:

Lucy, let's go to the classics.

Come on, I said.

We jumped into the hopscotch and I went home to solve my problem.

As soon as I sat down at the table, my mother came:

Well, what's the problem?

Does not work.

But you've been sitting on it for two hours already! It's just awful what it is! They ask the children some puzzles!.. Well, let's show your problem! Maybe I can do it? I did finish college. So. “Two pedestrians went from point A to point B ...” Wait, wait, this task is familiar to me! Listen, you and your dad decided it last time! I remember perfectly!

How? - I was surprised. - Really? Oh, really, this is the forty-fifth task, and we were given the forty-sixth.

At this, my mother got very angry.

It's outrageous! Mom said. - It's unheard of! This mess! Where is your head?! What is she thinking about?!

About my friend and a little bit about me

Our yard was large. There were a lot of children walking in our yard - both boys and girls. But most of all I loved Lucy. She was my friend. She and I lived in neighboring apartments, and at school we sat at the same desk.

My friend Luska had straight yellow hair. And she had eyes! .. You probably won’t believe what her eyes were. One eye green as grass. And the other is completely yellow, with brown spots!

And my eyes were kind of grey. Well, just grey, that's all. Completely uninteresting eyes! And my hair was stupid - curly and short. And huge freckles on the nose. And in general, everything at Luska was better than mine. It's just that I was taller.

I was awfully proud of it. I really liked it when we were called in the yard "Big Lyuska" and "Lyuska Little".

And suddenly Lucy grew up. And it became unclear which of us is big and which is small.

And then she grew another half a head.

Well, that was too much! I was offended by her, and we stopped walking together in the yard. At school, I didn’t look in her direction, but she didn’t look in mine, and everyone was very surprised and said: “A black cat ran between Lucy”, and pestered us why we quarreled.

After school, I now did not go out into the yard. There was nothing for me to do there.

I wandered around the house and did not find a place for myself. In order not to be so bored, I stealthily, from behind the curtain, watched Luska play bast shoes with Pavlik, Petka and the Karmanov brothers.

At lunch and dinner, I now asked for more. I choked, but ate everything ... Every day I pressed the back of my head against the wall and marked my height on it with a red pencil. But strange thing! It turned out that I not only did not grow, but even, on the contrary, decreased by almost two millimeters!

And then summer came, and I went to a pioneer camp.

In the camp, I always remembered Luska and missed her.

And I wrote her a letter.

“Hello, Lucy!

How are you? I'm doing well. We have a lot of fun at camp. We have the River Vorya flowing nearby. It has blue water! And there are shells on the beach. I found a very beautiful shell for you. She is round and has stripes. She'll probably come in handy for you. Lucy, if you want, let's be friends again. Let them now call you big, and me small. I still agree. Please write me an answer.

With pioneer greetings!

Lucy Sinitsyna"

I've been waiting a whole week for an answer. I kept thinking: what if she doesn’t write to me! What if she never wants to be friends with me again! .. And when a letter finally arrived from Luska, I was so happy that my hands even trembled a little.

The letter said this:

“Hello, Lucy!

Thanks, I'm doing well. Yesterday my mother bought me wonderful slippers with a white edging. I also have a new big ball, you will swing right! Hurry up, come, otherwise Pavlik and Petka are such fools, it’s not interesting with them! Don't lose your shell.

With pioneer salute!

Lucy Kositsyna"

On that day, I carried Lucy's blue envelope with me until evening. I told everyone what a wonderful friend Lyuska I have in Moscow.

And when I returned from the camp, Lyuska, along with my parents, met me at the station. She and I rushed to hug ... And then it turned out that I had outgrown Luska by a whole head.

Eternal heading "Our children".
He told his daughter the fairy tale "Cinderella", as he himself remembered. And he remembered well. I get to the description of the ball:
- And the main thing at the ball was the king's son - the Prince, it's his birthday. And then he saw Cinderella, fell in love with her and all evening could not take his eyes off her ...
The impressionable Milochka bit her lip in horror:
- Dad, dad, why did he want to tear her eyes off her ?!
Existence determines consciousness?

Saturday morning. We sit with our daughter in the kitchen, we drink tea with sandwiches. My child has just started to learn English at school, and so far she is interested in everything that is connected with this. And I have a kitten drawn on the mug and the inscription - "Have a perfect day!"
Look, look at this, she finally asks:
- Dad, what is written?
- Good luck, have a wonderful day!
- Nope .. and you say in English.
- Have e perfect day!
- How how?
- HAVE E PERFECT DAY!
My child thought, carefully chewing a sandwich, but his mouth was still full, his forehead wrinkled - he thinks, remembers :)) Then he puts his mug aside, swallows everything, puts his hands on his knees, straightens his back, and loudly gives out with genuine happiness that she remembered a whole English phrase:
- HAVE E DO NOT DO FUCK DAY!!.
:-)) to say that I was lying on the floor laughing is to say nothing. Now there is another catchphrase in the family.

My son was just over a year old, and then friends invited him to the wedding. A neighbor was asked to sit with the child. Seduced by a large collection of videos. There's something to do: we left at seven in the evening and at nine we need to put him to bed and in 5-10 minutes he will fall asleep.
We returned at 12. We were greeted by an utterly weeping son and a deadly tired neighbor.
- Your child is not normal! Everything was fine, I put him in the crib, he fiddled for another 10 minutes. I see that he wants to sleep, but he just played out, I decided to scare him a little. I say: "lie quietly, otherwise the babai will come !!!" Oh how he jumped. "Babai will come! Babai will come!" Where has the dream gone? And then he burst into tears: "De Babay?" Well. what kind of child?
They barely explained to the neighbor that our mother is Tatar and "Babai" in Tatar is grandfather! And the grandson loves his grandfather, probably more than his parents.

I leaf through my daughter's school diary, wince, sigh... My daughter asks sympathetically:
- What do you think, dad, is the street or bad heredity to blame for everything?

Conversation with daughter (3 years old):
- Dad, I'll hit the bad girl on the head with my fist!
- Lisa, do good girls fight with their fists?
- And then I'll take a hammer and how I'll hit the bad girl on the head!
- Lisa! A hammer only hammers nails.
- And I'll take a nail and put a bad girl on the head!
Nothing to cover. Logics.

My daughter is in elementary school. As usual at this age, constantly talking. From time to time, imitating TV presenters, he "leads the program", commenting on his every step.
So, from the toilet comes:
"Hello, we are starting our transmission. Sorry, in such a form and from such a place ..."

For what I bought, for that I sell.
In the taiga, some employees of nature reserves, weather stations, etc. often live in families, and with children. In one of these families, a small peanut, who had already learned to walk firmly, but still could not pronounce all the letters, the father brought from the hunt a flightless wounded screamer (such a duck). The small one got used to the duck, then tied a rope to his neck and the wounded animal was forced to follow the little one everywhere.
Sobsno, plot.
One of the visiting workers decided to lisp with a cute baby, who, moreover, also leads a duck on a leash:
- Uchi-way ... (blah-la). And what do you have, duck?
To which the kid, with a stern look and a sense of superiority over an overgrown d#bil, who does not understand the elementary, quipped:
- Dus, f^&t! (the letter G, alas, is not yet pronounced). :)))

The wife works as a nanny. Somehow I came to work with my 12-year-old daughter, and there in the family there was an 11-year-old boy and an 8-year-old girl.
Children have known each other for a long time, from the cradle you can say. She asked what to cook for them for dinner. We ordered borscht with one voice.
He says: Go, run in the yard, and you will return home - buy two small beets for borscht, one carrot and pasta (small).
They arrive in half an hour, and in the package - two beets, one carrot and ... a tube of Colgate toothpaste.
She laughed and said: "Now I'll cook borscht for you, on toothpaste!"
None of them even thought why the "paste" is needed.
By the way, they could bring spaghetti ...

The little son came to his father and asked the baby ...
Yesterday my son asked:
"Did the Muscovites help the Russians fight against the Nazis?"
For half an hour they explained that Muscovites are also Russians ...

I am walking down the street, children are running, a boy and a girl, 6-7 years old in appearance. Holding hands. Here the girl stops her companion and, embarrassed, lowering her eyes, asks:
- And when we grow up, will you marry me?
- Not.
The girl looked up in surprise and frightened eyes:
- Why??
- Because you will go every day for a manicure and I will not have enough money for gasoline.

The child does math.
First grade!!!
The creators of textbooks have gone crazy, already tasks with Xs !!!
Well, yes ... actually the story.
We sit, analyze the problem (me and my daughter):
- Well, you see - there are three X's - what's that? (hinting that they are unknown)
- Vin Diesel, or what? - Mysteriously and smiling, rejoicing at her guess, said the daughter :)
This is how you understand the math...

When I was little, all sorts of quizzes and pranks were still popular on TV. Once I called there to give my answer, and they asked me live on air how old I am.
I was so dumb that I'm only 7 that I said with all the seriousness of a child's voice that "I'm 36, like my mother" ..

A friend’s daughter in kindergarten at breakfast clinked a glass of kefir with a neighbor on the table and asked:
- Irochka, what is it?
With a straight face, she replied:
- Olga Fedorovna, let me talk to my friend normally!

I read to my daughter (4 years old) the fairy tale Terem-Teremok:
- A man was driving with pots and lost one pot ...
She suddenly:
- Hee-hee, ha-ha-ha-ah...
- What's so funny? :-0
- Pot lost-yal... :)). Where did he take the pots? Why does he need a potty? Is he a little one sitting on a potty?
It got to me. Apparently the association with the NIGHT pot. Straight to Freud.

I came home from work, my daughter (6 years old) stays at home due to illness.
I walk around the apartment and say: "Does it smell strange to us?"
Daughter: "What? I don't smell of anything."
“It seems like the neighbors are making moonshine,” I answer.
To which my child prodigy gives out: "I don't know how moonshine smells, so I don't smell of anything!"
The curtain.

As a child, I was sent to a speech therapist (I needed a "test" to enter school). I spoke, by the way, perfectly normal.
When I asked my grandmother what kind of doctor she was, she said that this doctor determines whether I speak correctly or not, and it turns out that some children speak incorrectly!
All the way to the doctor, I thought and decided that I was definitely saying something wrong and this doctor would be useful to me!
At the reception at the speech therapist, I portrayed, as it seemed to me, a real French "r", and about "l" I said that this letter should not be pronounced at all (and I did not fall for the provocation of the speech therapist "how do we say L").
Then he recovered in one lesson ...
Both parents and doctors were shocked, however, each for their own reason.

Once, our good friends brought their child to one of the many schools for geeks (they told me this story).
There is an interview, during which a specially trained aunt-psychologist asked Vitenka to tell her what is the difference between a bus and a trolleybus? Vitenka, being a very honest, six-year-old boy, did not hide anything from his aunt and told her that the bus runs on an internal combustion engine, and the trolleybus runs on alternating current (on an electric motor)!
It turned out that the young child prodigy was wrong! According to an aunt who studied at a cool institute for a long time, a trolleybus with horns, and a bus without. And do not fool the poor aunt's head ...

The other day, with difficulty, I dragged my own child to the zoo - culturally distracted from the round-the-clock game of chips with yard friends. I feel like a very correct and loving mother, fulfilling parental duty, which happens very infrequently due to total employment. In general, the atmosphere is joyfully solemn.
We examine the beasts and animals, along the way I give feasible comments so that my eight-year-old son takes with him from the zoo not only an armful of new plastic "spidermen" and cardboard "Pokemons", but also some new information regarding exotic fauna.
So, we looked at a huge giraffe - close, you can even pet it if you wish. Let's move on to the birds. We consider an ostrich, then - a stand with eggs of different birds. I'm talking about what a big bird is an ostrich, what strong legs it has; at the stand I show that ostrich eggs are the largest (“Look, baby, ... the largest in the world”, etc.)
To which the child loudly and in all seriousness, thoughtfully says:
- Yes, but what kind of eggs does a giraffe have! ...
The crowd around fell down, as if on command to "lie down" ... - It's okay, you didn't see a puddle in the grass.
- Nu here is, to you claims there is no, - woman smiled.
Here we are all doused with water from the road by a passing car. The woodpecker behind the wheel didn’t even slow down in front of the puddle, let alone go around it, drove it to stop right there, at 20 meters, at a red traffic light. Classic "Silver Dream Racer".
- It looks like we've already walked up, right, daughter? You can’t forgive everyone, - Mom immediately became sad.
- No, mom, you can also forgive an uncle in a car, - the girl did not agree and added in the same calm, angelic voice: - Just tear his legs out.

In our kindergarten, when prefabricated groups are formed for the summer, there was such a story.
The first day, the teacher has children from three groups. There are their own, but most of them are strangers.
In the evening, everyone was taken apart, one child remains. Sitting and playing in the sandbox. Teacher on the veranda. Starts to worry.
- Who should come for you?
- Dad.
Well, dad so dad, sit on. There is no dad. And that's it, the kindergarten is already empty, one guard, and there is no one to ask.
I went and took the lists where the parents' phone numbers are to call. Asks:
- What is your name?
- Petya Smirnov.
She went through all the lists. There is no such child in the lists, even if you crack! And what to do? If there was an understandable child, I would take it home, and that would be the end of it. And here?
And this one, most importantly, sits, plays as if nothing had happened. Usually, if the child is not taken away for a long time, he has a tantrum, and the teacher comforts him. And here it's the other way around. At least something for the child, but the teacher is already sausage not like a child.
- Well, where is your dad?
- At work.
- And when will he come for you?
- He will not come.
- WHY?!!
- He watches football. When he watches football, it is better not to touch him.
- Does he watch football at work?
- Well, yes, at work.
- What kind of work is this, that they watch football there ?!
- He works as a security guard.
- Where?
- In kindergarten.
- IN WHICH?!
- Well, here ... In this garden. In your. He said: “Get out of sight, and so that I don’t see you until the end of football!”. Here I am sitting. Why don't you leave? Eh! You, probably, also kicked out of the house until the end of football.

Daughter is three years old. My wife and I are setting her up for the near future: first you will go to kindergarten, then to school, and then to college. She remembered.
They went with their mother to get a kindergarten. While the wife was talking with the manager, the child was allowed to play in a group.
When the wife resolved all the issues with the reception and went in for her daughters, then she comes out with a businesslike look and says:
- That's it, I went to kindergarten, went to school !!!

V. Golyavkin

How we climbed into the pipe
A huge chimney was lying in the yard, and Vovka and I sat on it. We sat on this pipe, and then I said:

Let's climb into the pipe. We go in one end and we go out the other. Who gets out the fastest.

Vovka said:

And suddenly we'll suffocate there.

There are two windows in the chimney, I said, just like in a room. Are you breathing in the room?

Vovka said:

What kind of room is this? Since it's a pipe. - He always argues.

I climbed first, and Vovka counted. He counted to thirteen when I got out.

Come on, I, - said Vovka.

He climbed into the pipe, and I counted. I counted to sixteen.

You think fast, - he said, - come on! And he again climbed into the pipe.

I counted to fifteen.

It’s not stuffy at all, he said, it’s very cool there.

Then Petka Yashchikov approached us.

And we, - I say, - are climbing into the pipe! I got out on the account of thirteen, and he on fifteen.

Come on, I, - said Petya.

And he also climbed into the pipe.

He got out at eighteen.

We started laughing.

He climbed again.

He came out very sweaty.

Well, how? - he asked.

Sorry, I said, we didn't count now.

What does it mean that I crawled for nothing? He was offended, but climbed again.

I counted to sixteen.

Well, - he said, - gradually it will turn out! - And he climbed into the pipe again. This time he crawled there for a long time. Nearly twenty. He got angry, wanted to climb again, but I said:

Let others climb, - he pushed him away and climbed himself. I stuffed myself with a bump and crawled for a long time. I was very hurt.

I got out at thirty.

We thought you were gone,” Petya said.

Then Vovka climbed. I have already counted to forty, but he still does not get out. I look into the pipe - it's dark there. And there is no other end in sight.

Suddenly he gets out. From the end you entered. But he got out headfirst. Not with legs. That's what surprised us!

Wow, - says Vovka, - I almost got stuck. How did you turn around there?

With difficulty, - says Vovka, - I almost got stuck.

We were very surprised!

Mishka Menshikov came up here.

What are you doing here, he says?

Yes, - I say - we climb into the pipe. Do you want to climb?

No, he says, I don't want to. Why should I go there?

And we, - I say, - climb there.

You can see it, he says.

What is visible?

What did you climb there.

We look at each other. And really visible. We are all as it is in the red rust. Everything seems to be rusty. Just horror!

Well, I went, - says Mishka Menshikov. And he went.

And we didn’t climb into the pipe anymore. Although we were all rusty. We already had it anyway. It was possible to fly. But we still didn't climb.

Annoying Misha

Misha learned two poems by heart, and there was no peace from him. He climbed onto stools, sofas, even tables, and, shaking his head, immediately began to read one poem after another.

Once he went to the Christmas tree to the girl Masha, without taking off his coat, climbed into a chair and began to read one poem after another.

Masha even told him: "Misha, you're not an artist!"

But he did not hear, read everything to the end, got down from his chair and was so pleased that it was even surprising!

And in the summer he went to the village. Grandmother had a big stump in her garden. Misha climbed onto a stump and began to read one poem after another to his grandmother.

One must think how tired he was of his grandmother!

Then the grandmother took Misha to the forest. And there was clearing in the forest. And then Misha saw so many stumps that his eyes ran wide.

What stump to stand on?

He got really lost!

And so his grandmother brought him back, so bewildered. And since then he did not read poems, unless he was asked.

Prize

We made original costumes - no one else will have them! I will be a horse, and Vovka a knight. The only bad thing is that he should ride me and not me on him. And all because I'm a little younger. See what happens! But nothing can be done. True, we agreed with him: he will not ride me all the time. He rides me a little, and then he gets down and leads me along like horses are led by the bridle.

And so we went to the carnival.

They came to the club in ordinary suits, and then changed clothes and went out into the hall. I mean, we moved in. I crawled on all fours. And Vovka was sitting on my back. True, Vovka helped me to touch the floor with his feet. But it still wasn't easy for me.

Besides, I didn't see anything. I was wearing a horse mask. I couldn't see anything at all, even though there were holes in the mask for the eyes. But they were somewhere on the forehead. I crawled in the dark. Bumped into someone's legs. I ran into the convoy twice. Yes, what to say! Sometimes I shook my head, then the mask would come off and I would see the light. But for a moment. And then it's all dark again. I couldn't shake my head all the time!

I saw the light for a moment. But Vovka saw nothing at all. And he kept asking me what was ahead. And asked to crawl more carefully. And so I crawled carefully. I didn't see anything myself. How could I know what was ahead! Someone stepped on my arm. I stopped right now. And he refused to move on. I told Vovka:

Enough. Get off.

Vovka probably liked the ride, and he did not want to get off. He said that it was too early. But still he got down, took me by the bridle, and I crawled on. Now it was easier for me to crawl, although I still could not see anything. I offered to take off the masks and take a look at the carnival, and then put on the masks again. But Vovka said:

Then we will be recognized.

Must be fun here, I said. We just don't see anything...

But Vovka walked in silence. He firmly decided to endure to the end and get the first prize. My knees hurt. I said:

I will now sit on the floor.

Can horses sit? Vovka said. Are you crazy! You are a horse!

I'm not a horse, I said. - You're a horse.

No, you are a horse, - answered Vovka. - And you know perfectly well that you are a horse, We will not receive an award.

So be it, I said. - I'm tired.

Don't do stupid things, - said Vovka. - Be patient.

I crawled up to the wall, leaned against it and sat on the floor.

You sit? - asked Vovka.

I'm sitting, I said.

Well, okay, - agreed Vovka. - You can still sit on the floor. Just be careful not to sit on a chair. Then everything was gone. Do you understand? A horse - and suddenly on a chair! ..

Music blared all around, laughing.

I asked:

Will it end soon?

Be patient, - said Vovka, - probably soon ... Vovka also could not stand it. Sat on the sofa. I sat next to him. Then Vovka fell asleep on the couch. And I fell asleep too. Then they woke us up and gave us a bonus.

We play Antarctica

Mom left home somewhere. And we were left alone. And we got bored. We flipped the table. They pulled a blanket over the legs of the table. And it turned out to be a tent. It's like we're in Antarctica. Where our dad is now.

Vitka and I climbed into the tent.

We were very pleased that here Vitka and I were sitting In a tent, although not in Antarctica, but as if in Antarctica, and around us there was ice and wind. But we got tired of sitting in a tent.

Vitka said:

Winterers do not sit like this all the time in a tent. They must be doing something.

Surely, - I said, - they catch whales, seals and something else. Of course they don't sit like that all the time!

Suddenly I saw our cat. I shouted:

Here is a seal!

Hooray! Vitka shouted. - Grab him! He also saw a cat.

The cat was walking towards us. Then she stopped. She looked at us carefully. And she ran back. She didn't want to be a seal. She wanted to be a cat. I understood it right away. But what could we do! There was nothing we could do. We need to catch someone! I ran, stumbled, fell, got up, but the cat was nowhere to be found.

She is here! - yelled Vitka. - Run here!

Vitka's legs stuck out from under the bed.

I crawled under the bed. It was dark and dusty in there. But the cat was not there.

I'm getting out, I said. - There is no cat here.

Here she is, - Vitka argued. - I saw her run here.

I got out all dusty and began to sneeze. Vitka kept fiddling under the bed.

She is there, - Vitka repeated.

So be it, I said. - I won't go there. I sat there for an hour. I'm over it.

Think! Vitka said. - And I?! I climb here more than you.

Finally Vitka also got out.

Here she is! I shouted. The cat was sitting on the bed.

I almost grabbed her by the tail, but Vitka pushed me, the cat jumped - and onto the closet! Try to get it out of the closet!

What a seal, I said. - Can a seal sit on a closet?

Let it be a penguin, - said Vitka. - As if he were sitting on an ice floe. Let's whistle and shout. He then gets scared. And jump from the closet. This time we will capture the penguin.

We began to yell and whistle with all our might. I really can't whistle. Only Vitka whistled. But I yelled at the top of my lungs. Almost hoarse.

The penguin doesn't seem to hear. A very smart penguin. He lurks there and sits.

Come on, - I say, - let's throw something at him. Well, at least throw a pillow.

We threw a pillow on the wardrobe. The cat didn't jump out.

Then we threw three more pillows on the closet, mother's coat, all mother's dresses, father's skis, a saucepan, father's and mother's slippers, many books and much more. The cat didn't jump out.

Maybe it's not in the closet? - I said.

There she is, - said Vitka.

How is it there, since it is not there?

Don't know! Vitka says.

Vitka brought a basin of water and placed it by the cupboard. If the cat decides to jump from the closet, let him jump right into the pelvis. Penguins love to dive into the water.

We left something else on the closet. Wait - will it jump? Then they put a table up to the closet, a chair on the table, a suitcase on the chair, and climbed onto the closet.

And there is no cat.

The cat is gone. It is not known where.

Vitka began to get down from the closet and flopped right into the basin. Water spilled all over the room.

This is where mom comes in. And behind her is our cat. She apparently jumped into the window.

Mom threw up her hands and said:

What's going on here?

Vitka remained sitting in the pelvis. Before that I was scared.

How amazing, says Mom, that you can't leave them alone for a minute. You need to do this!

Of course, we had to clean everything ourselves. And even wash the floor. And the cat importantly walked around. And she looked at us with a look as if she was going to say: "Here, you will know that I am a cat. And not a seal and not a penguin."

A month later, our dad arrived. He told us about Antarctica, about the brave polar explorers, about their great work, and it was very funny to us that we thought that the only thing winterers do is to catch various whales and seals there ...

But we didn't tell anyone what we thought.
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Copyright: Golyavkin, stories for children

TEACHING CHILDREN TO TELL SHORT STORIES.

SHORT STORIES.

Read one of the stories to your child. Ask a few questions about the text. If the child can read, invite him to read a short story on his own, and then retell it.

Ant.

The ant found a large grain. He couldn't carry it alone. The ant called for help
comrades. Together, the ants easily dragged the grain into the anthill.

1. Answer the questions:
What did the ant find? What couldn't an ant do alone? Who did the ant call for help?
What did the ants do? Do you always help each other?
2. Retell the story.

Sparrow and swallows.

The swallow made a nest. The sparrow saw the nest and occupied it. The swallow called for help
their girlfriends. Together, the swallows drove the sparrow out of the nest.

1. Answer the questions:
What did the swallow do? What did the sparrow do? Who did the swallow call for help?
What did the swallows do?
2. Retell the story.

Braves.

The guys went to school. Suddenly a dog jumped out. She barked at the guys. boys
rushed to run. Only Borya remained standing still. The dog stopped barking and
approached Bora. Borya stroked her. Then Borya calmly went to school, and the dog quietly
followed him.

1. Answer the questions:
Where were the guys going? What happened along the way? How did the boys behave? How did you behave
Borya? Why did the dog follow Borey? Is the story titled correctly?
2. Retell the story.

Summer in the forest.

Summer has come. In forest clearings, the grass is above the knees. Grasshoppers chirp.
Strawberries turn red on the tubercles. Raspberries, lingonberries, wild roses, blueberries bloom.
The chicks fly out of the nests. A little time will pass, and delicious forest
berries. Soon children will come here with baskets to pick berries.

1. Answer the questions:
What season is it? What is the grass in the meadows? Who chirps in the grass? Which
the berry turns red on the tubercles? What berries are still in bloom? What are the chicks doing?
What will children gather in the forest soon?
2. Retell the story.

Chick.

A little girl wound woolen threads around an egg. It turned out to be a ball. This tangle
she put it in a basket on the stove. Three weeks passed. Suddenly a peep was heard
from a basket. A ball squeaked. The girl unrolled the ball. There was a little chicken there.

1. Answer the questions:
How did the girl make the ball? What happened to the ball after three weeks?
2. Retell the story.

Fox and cancer. (Russian folktale)

The fox suggested that the cancer run a race. Cancer agreed. The fox ran, and the cancer
clung to the fox's tail. The fox ran to the place. The fox turned around, and the cancer unhooked
and says: "I've been waiting here for a long time."

1. Answer the questions:
What did the fox offer to cancer? How Cancer Outwitted the Fox?
2. Retell the story.

Orphan

The dog Zhuchka was eaten by wolves. There was a small blind Puppy left. They called him Orphan.
The puppy was given to a cat that had small kittens. The cat sniffed the Orphan,
turned his tail, and licked the puppy's nose.
One day Orphan was attacked by a stray dog. There was a cat. She grabbed
Orphan's teeth and returned to the tall stump. Clinging to the bark with her claws, she dragged
puppy upstairs and covered him with herself.

1. Answer the questions:
Why is the puppy called Orphan? Who raised the puppy? How did the cat protect Orphan?
Who is called an orphan?
2. Retell the story.

Viper.

Once Vova went to the forest. Fluff ran with him. Suddenly there was a rustle in the grass.
It was a viper. The viper is a venomous snake. The fluff rushed at the viper and tore it apart.

1. Answer the questions:
What happened to Vova? Why is a viper dangerous? Who saved Vova? What did we learn about in the beginning?
story? What happened next? How did the story end?
2. Retell the story.

N. Nosov. Slide.

The children built a snow hill in the yard. They poured water on her and went home. Kotka
did not work. He was sitting at home, looking out the window. When the guys left, Kotka put on his skates.
and went up the hill. Teal skates in the snow, but can't get up. What to do? Kotka
took a box of sand and sprinkled the hill. The guys came running. How to ride now?
The guys were offended by Kotka and forced him to cover the sand with snow. Kotka untied
skates and began to cover the hill with snow, and the guys poured water over it again. Kotka more
and made stairs.

1. Answer the questions:
What were the guys doing? Where was Kotka at that time? What happened when the guys left?
Why couldn't Kotka climb the hill? What then did he do?
What happened when the guys came running? How did you fix the hill?
2. Retell the story.

Karasik.

Mom recently gave Vitalik an aquarium with a fish. The fish was very good.
beautiful. Silvery carp - that's what it was called. And Vitalik had a kitten
Murzik. He was gray, fluffy, and his eyes were big, green. Murzik is very
loved to look at the fish.
One day his friend Seryozha came to Vitalik. The boy changed his fish to the police
whistle. In the evening, mom asked Vitalik: “Where is your fish?” The boy got scared and said
that Murzik ate it. Mom told her son to find a kitten. She wanted to punish him. Vitalik
felt sorry for Murzik. He hid it. But Murzik got out and came home. "Ah, robber!
Here I will teach you a lesson!” Mom said.
- Mommy, honey. Don't hit Murzik. It wasn't him who ate the crucian. It's me"
- Have you eaten? Mom was surprised.
- No, I didn't eat it. I traded it for a police whistle. I won't do it again.

1. Answer the questions:
What is the story about? Why did the boy lie to his mother when she asked
where is the fish? Why did Vitalik then confess to the deception? What is the main idea of ​​the text?
2. Retell the story.

Bold swallow.

The mother swallow taught the chick to fly. The chick was very small. He clumsily and
helplessly waved its weak wings.
Unable to stay in the air, the chick fell to the ground and was badly hurt. He lay
squealed motionlessly and plaintively.
The mother swallow was very alarmed. She circled over the chick, screaming loudly and
didn't know how to help him.
The little girl picked up the chick and put it in a wooden box. And the box
with a chick put on a tree.
The swallow took care of her chick. She brought him food daily, fed him.
The chick began to recover quickly and was already chirping cheerfully and cheerfully waving
wings. The old red cat wanted to eat the chick. He quietly crept up, climbed
on a tree and was already at the very box.
But at this time the swallow flew off the branch and began to fly boldly in front of the very nose of the cat.
The cat rushed after her, but the swallow deftly dodged, and the cat missed and from all over
swing slammed to the ground. Soon the chick completely recovered and the swallow with a joyful
chirping led him to his native nest under the neighboring roof.

1. Answer the questions:
What misfortune happened to the chick? When did the misfortune happen? Why did it happen?
Who saved the chick? What is the red cat thinking? How did the mother swallow protect her chick?
How did she take care of her baby bird? How did this story end?
2. Retell the story.

Wolf and squirrel. (according to L.N. Tolstoy)

The squirrel jumped from branch to branch and fell on the wolf. The wolf wanted to eat her.
“Let me go,” the squirrel asks.
- I'll let you go if you tell me why squirrels are so funny. And I'm always bored.
- You're bored because you're angry. Anger burns your heart. And we are cheerful because we are kind
and do no harm to anyone.

1. Answer the questions:
How did the wolf catch the squirrel? What did the wolf want to do with the squirrel? What did she ask the wolf for?
What did the wolf say to her? What did the wolf ask the squirrel? How did the squirrel answer: why does the wolf always
boring? Why are squirrels so funny?

Vocabulary work.
- The squirrel said to the wolf: "Your anger burns your heart." What can get burned? (Fire,
boiling water, steam, hot tea...) How many of you got burned? It hurts? And when it hurts
do you want to laugh or cry?
- It turns out that even a bad, evil word can hurt. Then the heart hurts like
they burned him. So the wolf is always bored, sad, because his heart hurts,
anger burns him.
2. Retell the story.

Cockerel with family. (according to K.D. Ushinsky)

A cockerel walks around the yard: a red comb on its head, a red beard under its nose. Tail
Petya has a wheel, patterns on his tail, spurs on his legs. Petya found a grain. He calls the chicken
with chickens. They did not share the grain - they fought. Petya the cockerel reconciled them:
he ate the grain himself, waved his wings, shouted at the top of his voice: ku-ka-re-ku!

1. Answer the questions:
Who is the story about? Where does the cockerel go? Where is Petya's comb, beard, spurs?
What does a rooster's tail look like? Why? What did the cockerel find? Who did he call?
Why did the chickens fight? How did the cockerel reconcile them?
2. Retell the story.

Bathing bear cubs. (according to V. Bianki)

A big bear and two merry cubs came out of the forest. The she-bear grabbed
one teddy bear with his teeth by the collar and let's dip into the river. Another bear cub
got scared and ran into the forest. His mother caught up with him, slapped him, and then into the water.
The cubs were happy.

1. Answer the questions:
Who came out of the forest? How did the bear catch the cub? She-bear dipped her cub
or just kept? What did the second teddy bear do? What did mom give the bear cub?
Were the cubs satisfied with the bath?
2. Retell the story.

Ducks. (according to K.D. Ushinsky)

Vasya is sitting on the bank. He watches how the ducks swim in the pond: wide spouts into the water
hide. Vasya does not know how to drive the ducks home.
Vasya began to call the ducks: “Ooty-ooty-ducks! The noses are wide, the paws are webbed!
Stop carrying worms, pinching grass - it's time for you to go home.
Ducks Vasya obeyed, went ashore, go home.

1. Answer the questions:
Who sat on the shore and watched the ducks? What did Vasya do on the bank? What are the ducks in the pond
did? Where do you specify the spouts were hidden? What kind of nose do they have? Why ducks are wide
did you hide your spouts in the water? What did Vasya not know? What did Vasya call the ducks? What did the ducks do?
2. Retell the story.

Cow. (according to E. Charushin)

Pestrukha is standing on a green meadow, chewing and chewing grass. Pestruha's horns are steep, sides
thick and udder with milk. She waves her tail, flies and horseflies away.
- And what do you, Pestruha, taste better to chew - simple green grass or different flowers?
Maybe a chamomile, maybe a blue cornflower or a forget-me-not, or maybe a bell?
Eat, eat, Pestrukha, it will taste better, your milk will be sweeter. The milkmaid will come to you
to milk - a full bucket of tasty, sweet milk is milked.

1. Answer the questions:
What is the name of the cow? Where is the Pied cow standing? What is she doing in the green meadow?
And what about Pestruha's horns? Boca, which ones? What else does Pestrukha have? (Udder with milk.)
Why is she wagging her tail? What do you think, guys, what is more delicious for a cow to chew:
grass or flowers? What kind of flowers does a cow like to eat? If the cow loves flowers
is, what kind of milk will she have? Who is going to milk the cow? The milkmaid will come and milk...
2. Retell the story.

Mice. (according to K.D. Ushinsky)

Mice gathered at their mink. Their eyes are black, their paws are small, pointed
teeth, gray fur coats, long tails dragging along the ground. Mice think: “How
to drag a cracker into a mink?” Oh, beware, mice! Vasya the cat is nearby. He loves you
loves, remembers your ponytails, tears your fur coats.

1. Answer the questions:
Where are the mice gathered? What are the eyes of mice? What are their paws? What about teeth?
Fur coats, what? What about ponytails? What were the mice thinking? Who should mice be afraid of?
Why should Vasya be afraid of the cat? What can he do to mice?
2. Retell the story.

A fox. (according to E. Charushin)

The chanterelle mouses in winter - it catches mice. She stood on a stump to be away
it is visible, and listens, and looks: where under the snow the mouse squeaks, where it moves a little.
Hear, notice - rush. Done: a mouse was caught in the teeth of a red, fluffy hunter.

1. Answer the questions:
What does a fox do in winter? Where does she get up? Why does she get up? What does she listen to and
looks? What does the fox do when he hears and notices the mouse? How does a fox catch mice?
2. Retell the story.

Hedgehog. (according to E. Charushin)

The boys were walking through the woods. We found a hedgehog under a bush. He curled up in fear.
The guys rolled the hedgehog into a hat and brought it home. They gave him milk.
The hedgehog turned around and began to eat milk. And then the hedgehog fled back to his forest.

1. Answer the questions:
Where did the guys go? Who did they find? Where was the hedgehog? What did the hedgehog do with fear? Where
did the children bring a hedgehog? Why didn't they prick? What did they give him? What happened next?
2. Retell the story.

Ya.Taits. For mushrooms.

Grandmother and Nadia gathered in the forest to pick mushrooms. Grandfather gave them a basket each and said:
- Come on, who will score more!
So they walked, walked, collected, collected, went home. Grandma has a full basket, and Nadia has
half. Nadia said:
- Grandma, let's exchange baskets!
- Let's!
Here they come home. Grandfather looked and said:
- Oh yes Nadia! Look, I got more grandmother!
Here Nadya blushed and said in the quietest voice:
- This is not my basket at all ... it's grandmother's at all.

1. Answer the questions:
Where did Nadia and her grandmother go? Why did they go to the forest? What did grandfather say, seeing them off
in the forest? What were they doing in the forest? How much did Nadya score and how much did Grandma score?
What did Nadia say to her grandmother when they went home? What did grandfather say when they
returned? What did Nadia say? Why did Nadia blush and answer her grandfather in a low voice?
2. Retell the story.

Spring.

The sun warmed up. Ran the streams. The rooks have arrived. Birds hatch chicks. A hare jumps merrily through the forest. The fox went hunting and smells the prey. The she-wolf led the cubs into the clearing. The bear growls at the lair. Butterflies and bees fly over the flowers. Everyone is excited about spring.

The warm summer has come. Currants ripened in the garden. Dasha and Tanya collect it in a bucket. Then the girls put the currants on the dish. Mom will make jam from it. In winter, in the cold, children will drink tea with jam.

Autumn.

It's been a fun summer. Here comes autumn. It's time to harvest. Vanya and Fedya are digging potatoes. Vasya picks beets and carrots, and Fenya picks beans. There are many plums in the garden. Vera and Felix pick fruit and send it to the school cafeteria. There everyone is treated with ripe and tasty fruits.

Frost bound the earth. Rivers and lakes are frozen. Everywhere lies white fluffy snow. Children are happy with winter. It's nice to ski on fresh snow. Seryozha and Zhenya are playing snowballs. Lisa and Zoya are making a snowman.
Only animals have a hard time in the winter cold. Birds fly closer to housing.
Guys, help our little friends in winter. Make bird feeders.

In the woods.

Grisha and Kolya went into the forest. They picked mushrooms and berries. They put mushrooms in a basket, and berries in a basket. Suddenly thunder boomed. The sun has disappeared. Clouds appeared all around. The wind bent the trees to the ground. There was a big rain. The boys went to the forester's house. Soon the forest became quiet. Rain stopped. The sun came out. Grisha and Kolya went home with mushrooms and berries.

In zoo.

Our students went to the zoo. They saw many animals. A lioness with a small lion cub basked in the sun. A hare and a hare gnawed cabbage. The she-wolf and the cubs were sleeping. A tortoise with a large shell crawled slowly. The girls really liked the fox.

Mushrooms.

The guys went to the forest for mushrooms. Roma found a beautiful boletus under a birch. Valya saw a small butter dish under a pine tree. Serezha saw a huge boletus in the grass. In the grove they collected full baskets of various mushrooms. The children returned home happy and happy.

Summer vacation.

The hot summer has come. Roma, Slava and Liza went to the Crimea with their parents. They swam in the Black Sea, went to the zoo, went on excursions. The guys were fishing. It was very interesting. They will remember these holidays for a long time.

Four butterflies.

It was spring. The sun shone brightly. Flowers grew in the meadow. Four butterflies were flying above them: a red butterfly, a white butterfly, a yellow butterfly, and a black butterfly.
Suddenly a big black bird flew in. She saw butterflies and wanted to eat them. The butterflies got scared and sat on the flowers. A white butterfly sat on a chamomile. Red butterfly - on poppy. Yellow - on a dandelion, and black sat on a tree knot. A bird flew, flew, but did not see butterflies.

Kitty.

Vasya and Katya had a cat. In the spring, the cat disappeared and the children could not find it.
Once they were playing and heard meowing overhead. Vasya shouted to Katya:
- Found a cat and kittens! Come here soon.
There were five kittens. When they grew up. The children chose one kitten, gray with white paws. They fed him, played with him, and took him to bed with them.
Once the children went to play on the road and took a kitten with them. They were distracted, and the kitten was playing alone. Suddenly they heard someone shouting loudly: “Back, back!” - and they saw that the hunter was galloping, and in front of him two dogs saw a kitten and wanted to grab him. And the kitten is stupid. He hunched his back and looks at the dogs.
The dogs wanted to grab the kitten, but Vasya ran up, fell on the kitten with his stomach and covered it from the dogs.

Fluff and Masha.

Sasha has a dog Fluff. Dasha has a cat Masha. Fluff loves bones, and Masha loves mice. Fluff is sleeping at Sasha's feet, and Masha is on the couch. Dasha herself sews a pillow for Masha. Masha will sleep on the pillow.

Halt.

Borya, Pasha and Petya went for a walk. The path went past the swamp and ended at the river. The guys approached the fishermen. The fisherman ferried the guys across the river. On the shore they made a halt. Borya chopped branches for the fire. Petya cut the bun and sausage. They ate by the fire, rested and returned home.

Cranes.

Cranes live near swamps, forest lakes, meadows, river banks. Nests are built right on the ground. The crane circles over the nest, guarding it.
At the end of summer, cranes gather in flocks and fly to warm countries.

Friends.

Serezha and Zakhar have a dog, Druzhok. Children love to work with Druzhok, to teach him. He already knows how to serve, lie down, bring a stick in his teeth. When the guys call Druzhka, he runs to them, barking loudly. Serezha, Zakhar and Druzhok are good friends.

Zhenya and Zoya found a hedgehog in the forest. He lay quietly. The guys decided that the hedgehog was sick. Zoya put it in the basket. The children ran home. They fed the hedgehog with milk. Then they took him to a living corner. Many animals live there. Children take care of them under the guidance of a teacher Zinaida Zakharovna. She will help the hedgehog recover.

Alien egg.

The old woman put the basket with the eggs in a secluded place and put the hen on them.
A chicken runs away to drink some water, and peck at the grains and again in place, sits, cackles. The chicks began to hatch from the eggs. A chicken will jump out of the shell and let's run, look for worms.
Someone else's testicle got to the hen - there was a duckling there. He ran to the river and swam like a piece of paper, raking in the water with his wide webbed paws.

Postman.

Sveta's mother works as a postman at the post office. She delivers mail in a mailbag. Sveta goes to school during the day, and in the evening, together with her mother, puts the evening mail into mailboxes.
People receive letters, read newspapers and magazines. The profession of Sveta's mother is very necessary for everyone.

The importance of books in human life cannot be overestimated. If you want your child to be versatile and successful in life, instill in him a love of literature from an early age. Of course, in preschool and primary school age, you need to choose light, fun works. If you like to read, then you probably remember the funny stories for children from the collection "Deniska's Stories" by V. Dragunsky. What other authors of funny stories for children deserve the attention of young readers? The answers are in our article today.

As we have already said, the first place among funny stories for children is occupied by the book of V. Dragunsky. His cute and funny stories will appeal to both preschool children and young "visitors" of elementary school. The protagonist Deniska Korablev finds himself in funny and sometimes ridiculous situations every day that will surely make little readers smile. “The Elephant and the Radio”, “Knights”, “Chicken Soup”, “The Battle of the Clean River”, “Exactly 25 kilos”, “The Dog Thief” and other stories will be interesting, and most importantly, understandable to children from the age of 5. Download a book.

The collection consists of two children's humorous stories, based on which the famous films of the same name were shot. The plot will especially attract primary school students. The main characters of the first part are two mischievous people who have to spend the whole summer vacation visiting strict aunts. Naturally, they do not expect anything fun from this plan, but they are in for big surprises... The stories described in the book will definitely appeal to your children, especially boys who dream of the most memorable adventure of their childhood!

Mikhail Zoshchenko is a famous writer and one of the best authors of funny stories for children. His collection is rightly recognized as a classic of children's literature. In his stories, he notices funny moments in such a fascinating and simple language that among the admirers of his work there are even children of 6 years old! Through light and truthful images, he teaches children to be kind, honest, courageous, strive for knowledge and act nobly. In a special honor among children, stories about the heroes Lela and Minka.

We also recommend adding to the children's list of literature “Humorous stories for children” by A. Averchenko, the famous “Bad advice” by G. Oster, “The thief of intercoms” by E. Rakitina, “Do not lie” by M. Zoshchenko, “Carousel in the head” by V. Golovkin, “Smart dog Sonya. Stories" by A. Usacheva, "Zateykina Stories" by N. Nosov and all works by E. Uspensky.