Children's story blue leaves. Oseeva Valentina - blue leaves
There were pencils on Katya’s table, of which exactly two were green.
Lena, sitting next to her, did not have a pencil. Green colour. So Lena asked Katerina:
Please lend me a green pencil! Oh, I don’t have them, but you have two!
- I need to ask my mother. – her friend quickly answers her.
The next day, Lena came to school and again asked her friend a question:
Well, can you use a pencil now? What did mom say?
- Yes, my mother allowed it, but I don’t know about my older brother? - the classmate answered calmly.
The third day of school has arrived. The girls sat down at their desks and Elena asked:
Hello! How are you? Did your brother give you permission to use a colored pencil?
- Yes, brother doesn’t mind you coloring! But I'm scared, I think you might break it.
- I will draw very carefully. - said the neighbor on the desk.
- Just don’t press too hard, you can’t put it in your mouth and fix it! Don't draw a lot.
- Okay, I’ll color the rowan leaves and green nettles.
Katya frowned and made a dissatisfied expression on her face. “What are you doing! This is a lot! - she said sternly.
Then the schoolgirl did not take the pencil and left. Katya stood in surprise and ran after her friend.
Here, take it! What's happened?
- No longer necessary! - said the girl.
The drawing lesson has begun and the teacher asks:
-Are the leaves on the trees blue?
- I don’t have a green pencil. - the student answered quietly.
- Could you take it from Katerina?
Lena stood up and was silent. And Katya felt ashamed, covered herself with red spots, and said:
- I gave it to her, but she didn’t want to take it!
To which the teacher replied: “If you give something, you must give it so that you want to take it!”
The story teaches: It’s bad to be greedy. The deception will still be revealed! And, if you did something bad, admit your mistakes.
Picture or drawing Blue leaves
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What's easier?
Three boys went into the forest. There are mushrooms, berries, birds in the forest. The boys went on a spree. We didn’t notice how the day passed. They go home - they are afraid:
- It will hit us at home!
So they stopped on the road and thought what was better: to lie or to tell the truth?
“I’ll say,” says the first, “that a wolf attacked me in the forest.” The father will be afraid and will not scold.
“I’ll say,” says the second, “that I met my grandfather.” My mother will be happy and will not scold me.
“And I’ll tell the truth,” says the third. “It’s always easier to tell the truth, because it’s the truth and you don’t need to invent anything.”
So they all went home. As soon as the first boy told his father about the wolf, look, the forest guard is coming.
“No,” he says, “there are wolves in these places.”
The father got angry. For the first guilt I was angry, but for the lie I was twice as angry.
The second boy told about his grandfather. And the grandfather is right there - coming to visit.
Mother found out the truth. I was angry for the first guilt, and twice as angry for the lie.
And the third boy, as soon as he arrived, immediately confessed to everything. His aunt grumbled at him and forgave him.
Badly
The dog barked furiously, falling on its front paws. Right in front of her, pressed against the fence, sat a small, disheveled kitten. He opened his mouth wide and meowed pitifully. Two boys stood nearby and waited to see what would happen.
A woman looked out the window and hurriedly ran out onto the porch. She drove the dog away and angrily shouted to the boys:
- Shame on you!
- What's a shame? We didn't do anything! - the boys were surprised.
- This is bad! - the woman answered angrily.
In the same house
Once upon a time there lived in the same house a boy Vanya, a girl Tanya, a dog Barbos, a duck Ustinya and a chicken Boska.
One day they all went out into the yard and sat down on a bench: the boy Vanya, the girl Tanya, the dog Barbos, the duck Ustinya and the chicken Boska.
Vanya looked to the right, looked to the left, and raised his head up. Boring! He took it and pulled Tanya’s pigtail.
Tanya got angry and wanted to hit Vanya back, but he saw that the boy was big and strong.
She kicked Barbos. Barbos squealed, was offended, and bared his teeth. I wanted to bite her, but Tanya is the mistress, you can’t touch her.
Barbos grabbed Ustinya's duck's tail. The duck became alarmed and smoothed its feathers. I wanted to hit Boska the chicken with its beak, but changed my mind.
So Barbos asks her:
- Why don’t you, Ustinya the duck, hit Boska? He is weaker than you.
“I’m not as stupid as you,” the duck answers Barbos.
“There are people dumber than me,” says the dog and points to Tanya. Tanya heard.
“And he’s dumber than me,” she says and looks at Vanya.
Vanya looked around, and there was no one behind him.
Who's the boss?
Large black dog name was Zhuk. Two boys, Kolya and Vanya, picked up the Beetle on the street. His leg was broken. Kolya and Vanya looked after him together, and when the Beetle recovered, each of the boys wanted to become his only owner. But they could not decide who the owner of the Beetle was, so their dispute always ended in a quarrel.
One day they were walking through the forest. The beetle ran ahead. The boys argued heatedly.
“My dog,” said Kolya, “I was the first to see the Beetle and picked him up!”
- No, mine! - Vanya was angry. — I bandaged her paw and fed her. Nobody wanted to give in.
- My! My! - they both shouted.
Suddenly two huge shepherd dogs jumped out of the forester's yard. They rushed at the Beetle and knocked him to the ground. Vanya hastily climbed the tree and shouted to his comrade:
- Save yourself!
But Kolya grabbed a stick and rushed to help Zhuk. The forester came running to the noise and drove his shepherds away.
- Whose dog? - he shouted angrily.
“Mine,” said Kolya. Vanya was silent.
good
Yurik woke up in the morning. I looked out the window. The sun is shining. It's a good day.
And the boy wanted to do something good himself.
So he sits and thinks:
“What if my little sister was drowning and I saved her!”
And my sister is right here:
- Take a walk with me, Yura!
- Go away, don’t stop me from thinking! My little sister was offended and walked away. And Yura thinks:
“If only wolves attacked the nanny, and I would shoot them!”
And the nanny is right there:
- Put away the dishes, Yurochka.
- Clean it yourself - I have no time!
The nanny shook her head. And Yura thinks again:
“If only Trezorka fell into a well, and I would pull him out!”
And Trezorka is right there. Tail wags:
“Give me a drink, Yura!”
- Go away! Don't bother thinking! Trezorka closed his mouth and climbed into the bushes. And Yura went to his mother:
- What could I do that’s so good?
Mom stroked Yura’s head:
- Take a walk with your sister, help the nanny put away the dishes, give Trezor some water.
On the rink
The day was sunny. The ice sparkled. There were few people at the skating rink. The little girl, with her arms outstretched comically, rode from bench to bench. Two schoolchildren were tying up their skates and looking at Vitya. Vitya performed different tricks - sometimes he rode on one leg, sometimes he spun around like a top.
- Well done! - one of the boys shouted to him.
Vitya rushed around the circle like an arrow, made a dashing turn and ran into the girl. The girl fell. Vitya was scared.
“I accidentally...” he said, brushing snow off her fur coat. — Are you hurt? The girl smiled:
“Knee…” Laughter came from behind.
"They're laughing at me!" - thought Vitya and turned away from the girl with annoyance.
- What a miracle - a knee! What a crybaby! - he shouted, driving past the schoolchildren.
- Come to us! - they called.
Vitya approached them. Holding hands, all three merrily slid across the ice. And the girl sat on the bench, rubbing her bruised knee and crying.
Three comrades
Vitya lost his breakfast. During the big break, all the guys were having breakfast, and Vitya stood on the sidelines.
- Why do not you eat? - Kolya asked him.
- I lost my breakfast...
“It’s bad,” said Kolya, taking a bite. big piece white bread. - It’s still a long way until lunch!
- Where did you lose it? - Misha asked.
“I don’t know...” Vitya said quietly and turned away.
“You probably had it in your pocket, but you should put it in your bag,” said Misha. But Volodya didn’t ask anything. He walked up to Vita, broke a piece of bread and butter in half and handed it to his comrade:
- Take it, eat it!
sons
Two women were taking water from a well. A third approached them. And the old man sat down on a pebble to rest.
Here's what one woman says to another:
- My son is dexterous and strong, no one can handle him.
- Why don’t you tell me about your son? - her neighbors ask.
- What can I say? - says the woman. — There’s nothing special about him.
So the women picked up full buckets and left. And the old man is behind them. Women walk and stop. My hands hurt, the water splashes, my back hurts.
Suddenly three boys run out towards us.
One of them tumbles over his head, walks like a cartwheel, and the women admire him.
He sings another song, sings like a nightingale - the women listen to him.
And the third ran up to his mother, took the heavy buckets from her and dragged them.
The women ask the old man:
- Well? What are our sons like?
-Where are they? - the old man answers. - I only see one son!
blue leaves
Katya had two green pencils. And Lena has none. So Lena asks Katya:
- Give me a green pencil. And Katya says:
— I’ll ask my mother.
The next day both girls come to school. Lena asks:
- Did your mother allow it?
And Katya sighed and said:
“Mom allowed it, but I didn’t ask my brother.”
“Well, ask your brother again,” says Lena.
Katya arrives the next day.
- Well, did your brother allow you? - Lena asks.
“My brother allowed it, but I’m afraid you’ll break the pencil.”
“I’m being careful,” says Lena. “Look,” says Katya, “don’t fix it, don’t press hard, don’t put it in your mouth.” Don't draw too much.
“I just need to draw leaves on the trees and green grass,” says Lena.
“That’s a lot,” says Katya, and her eyebrows frown. And she made a dissatisfied face.
Lena looked at her and walked away. I didn't take a pencil. Katya was surprised and ran after her:
- Well, what are you doing? Take it!
“No need,” Lena answers. During the lesson the teacher asks:
- Why, Lenochka, are the leaves on your trees blue?
— There is no green pencil.
- Why didn’t you take it from your girlfriend?
Lena is silent. And Katya blushed like a lobster and said:
“I gave it to her, but she doesn’t take it.” The teacher looked at both:
“You have to give so that you can take.”
Ekaterina Naumova
Reading lesson notes fiction V middle group. Story by V. Oseeva “Blue Leaves”
Target: developing children’s ability to understand, evaluate the feelings and actions of others through reading fiction.
Tasks:
Learn to listen piece of art, evaluate the behavior of the characters.
Teach children to answer questions and maintain a conversation.
Be able to express your point of view.
To instill cultural behavior skills in children when communicating with each other.
Show positive emotions when performing dance movements.
Develop children's ability to see beauty surrounding nature, see and convey the variety of autumn colors in drawing.
Methods and techniques: conversation, game situation, surprise moment, show.
Planned result: children know how to maintain a conversation, express their point of view; perceive emotionally literary work V. Oseeva “Blue Leaves” and expresses her attitude towards the characters in the story; shows positive emotions when performing dance movements to the melody of “Dance of Autumn Leaves.”
Materials and equipment: paper autumn leaves (white, colored pencils, a bunny toy, “autumn” paintings, a painted picture with blue leaves, a laptop, speakers.
Individual work: ask each child to help them choose a pencil.
1. Organizational moment
The teacher asks questions:
Guys, what time of year is it?
Remember what color were the leaves on the trees recently?
Surprise moment.
Oh. Someone is crying. Bunny. What's happened?
Bunny. Lena gave me a picture, here it is.
Educator: And don’t you like her? Guys, do you like her?
What's wrong with it? Are there blue leaves? It looks like Lena doesn't know about this?
Bunny. Of course she knows, but she wanted to draw green leaves, but couldn’t. And you can find out why from this book.
Educator: Well, shall we read it?
Reading a story.
Children listen to the piece, then answer the questions:
Why did Lena paint the leaves blue?
Did Katya’s friend have a green pencil?
Lena asked Katya for a pencil?
What did Katya answer?
Did Katya turn out to be a good friend?
What should friends do?
Drawing up proposals.
Make sentences using the word "because"
Lena asked Katya for a pencil because...
Lena painted the leaves blue because...
Katya didn’t give me a green pencil because...
Lena didn't take the pencil because...
Game "Which one?"
If the pencil is made of wood, what is it...
If you just bought a pencil, it...
If a pencil is broken, it...
If the pencil is not new, then it...
Guys, do you have pencils? I have leaves. But they are all white, I suggest you color them. The children sit at the tables.
Educator: Choose a pencil of any color and color each of your leaves.
Independent activity.
Individual work: Help children choose colored pencils.
(The melody “Dance of Autumn Leaves” is turned on)
Educator: Our Bunny loves to dance,
Now we will dance with the leaves that you colored.
Etude-dramatization.
(Children dance to the song “Dance of Autumn Leaves.”)
Reflection.
(Sit on the carpet)
Guys, what did we do today?
Who remembers what the story was called?
Tell me, is it difficult to answer questions?
Are you and I the same as Katya?
Or maybe we’ll give our leaves to the bunny, he’ll probably be pleased.
Bunny. Thank you guys, I see that you are very kind and friendly.
Little Pavlik complains to an unfamiliar old man about his position in the family. Sister Katka won’t give me paint, Grandma chases me out of the kitchen with a rag, and my brother won’t let me go boating. In response, the boy behaves rudely, sometimes even arrogantly.
The little old man listened to the boy. Tells him the magic word. Pavlik immediately decides to check the word. Approaching the Sister, who immediately hid her paints, he asks her for paints, adding the magic word: “Please.” The sister's face changes and immediately gives him any paint. After walking around with the paint he had learned, Peacock, not believing in a miracle, returned it to his sister. He goes to his grandmother's kitchen and asks her for a pie, also using the word: "Please." Grandma also reacts completely differently than usual, and gives Pavlik the best pie.
The older brother, with whom Pavlik wanted to go boating, at first did not believe his words. But then the whole family stood up for Pavlik. And the brother, surprised by the changes in Pavlik’s behavior, immediately agrees.
Joyful Pavlik runs to thank the old man, but he is no longer there. Only the incomprehensible drawings that he drew with an umbrella remained on the sand.
Read the story by V. A. Oseeva “The Magic Word”
A little old man with a long gray beard was sitting on a bench and drawing something in the sand with an umbrella.
Move over,” Pavlik told him and sat down on the edge.
The old man moved and, looking at the boy’s red, angry face, said:
Did something happen to you?
Well, okay! What do you care? - Pavlik looked sideways at him.
Nothing for me. But now you were screaming, crying, quarreling with someone...
Still would! - the boy muttered angrily. “I’ll soon run away from home completely.” - Will you run away?
I'll run away! I’ll run away because of Lenka alone.” Pavlik clenched his fists. - I almost gave her a good one just now! Doesn't give any paint! And how many do you have?
Does not give? Well, there's no point in running away because of this.
Not only because of this. Grandma chased me out of the kitchen for one carrot... right with a rag, a rag...
Pavlik snorted with resentment.
Nonsense! - said the old man. - One will scold, the other will regret.
Nobody feels sorry for me! - Pavlik shouted. “My brother is going for a boat ride, but he won’t take me.” I tell him: “You better take it, I won’t leave you anyway, I’ll drag the oars away, I’ll climb into the boat myself!”
Pavlik slammed his fist on the bench. And suddenly he fell silent.
Why doesn't your brother take you?
Why do you keep asking? The old man smoothed his long beard:
I want to help you. There is such a thing Magic word...
Pavlik opened his mouth.
I'll tell you this word. But remember: you need to say it in a quiet voice, looking straight into the eyes of the person you are talking to. Remember - in a quiet voice, looking straight into the eyes...
What word?
This is the magic word. But don't forget how to say it.
“I’ll try,” Pavlik grinned, “I’ll try right now.” - He jumped up and ran home.
Lena was sitting at the table and drawing. Paints - green, blue, red - lay in front of her. Seeing Pavlik, she immediately raked them into a pile and covered them with her hand.
“The old man deceived me! - the boy thought with annoyance. “Will someone like that understand the magic word!..”
Pavlik walked sideways towards his sister and pulled her sleeve. The sister looked back. Then, looking into her eyes, the boy said in a quiet voice:
Lena, give me one paint... please...
Lena opened her eyes wide. Her fingers unclenched, and, taking her hand off the table, she muttered embarrassedly:
Which one do you want?
“I’ll have a blue one,” Pavlik said timidly. He took the paint, held it in his hands, walked around the room with it and gave it to his sister. He didn't need paint. He was now thinking only about the magic word.
“I'll go to my grandmother. She's just cooking. Will he drive you away or not?”
Pavlik opened the door to the kitchen. The old woman was removing hot pies from the baking sheet.
The grandson ran up to her, turned her red, wrinkled face with both hands, looked into her eyes and whispered:
Give me a piece of pie... please.
Grandma straightened up.
The magic word shone in every wrinkle, in the eyes, in the smile.
I wanted something hot... something hot, my darling! - she said, choosing the best, rosy pie.
Pavlik jumped for joy and kissed her on both cheeks.
“Wizard! Wizard!" - he repeated to himself, remembering the old man.
At dinner, Pavlik sat quietly and listened to his brother’s every word. When his brother said that he would go boating, Pavlik put his hand on his shoulder and quietly asked:
Take me please. Everyone at the table immediately fell silent. The brother raised his eyebrows and grinned.
“Take it,” the sister suddenly said. - What is it worth to you!
Well, why not take it? - Grandma smiled. - Of course, take it.
Please,” Pavlik repeated. The brother laughed loudly, patted the boy on the shoulder, ruffled his hair:
Oh, you traveler! Okay, get ready!
“It helped! Helped again!”
Pavlik jumped out from the table and ran into the street. But the old man was no longer in the park. The bench was empty, and only incomprehensible signs drawn by an umbrella remained on the sand.
Oseeva "Bad" text
The dog barked furiously, falling on its front paws. Right in front of her, pressed against the fence, sat a small, disheveled kitten. He opened his mouth wide and meowed pitifully. Two boys stood nearby and waited to see what would happen.
A woman looked out the window and hurriedly ran out onto the porch. She drove the dog away and angrily shouted to the boys:
Shame on you!
What's a shame? We didn't do anything! - the boys were surprised.
This is bad! - the woman answered angrily.
Oseeva "Bad" analysis
A short story, the main idea of which is that not only an action can be bad; sometimes inaction and indifference cause no less harm.
Oseeva "Blue Leaves"
Katya had two green pencils. And Lena has none. So Lena asks Katya:
Give me a green pencil. And Katya says:
I'll ask my mom.
The next day both girls come to school. Lena asks:
Did your mom allow it?
And Katya sighed and said:
Mom allowed it, but I didn’t ask my brother.
Well, ask your brother again,” says Lena.
Katya arrives the next day.
Well, did your brother allow it? - Lena asks.
My brother allowed me, but I'm afraid you'll break your pencil.
“I’m careful,” says Lena. “Look,” says Katya, “don’t fix it, don’t press hard, don’t put it in your mouth.” Don't draw too much.
“I just need to draw leaves on the trees and green grass,” says Lena.
“That’s a lot,” says Katya, and her eyebrows frown. And she made a dissatisfied face.
Lena looked at her and walked away. I didn't take a pencil. Katya was surprised and ran after her:
Well, what are you doing? Take it!
No need,” Lena answers. During the lesson the teacher asks:
Why, Lenochka, are the leaves on your trees blue?
There is no green pencil.
Why didn't you take it from your girlfriend?
Lena is silent. And Katya blushed like a lobster and said:
I gave it to her, but she doesn’t take it. The teacher looked at both:
You have to give so that you can take.
Oseeva "Blue Leaves" analysis
Katya, sparing a pencil for her friend Lena, finds herself in a situation that puts her in front of the whole class, not in better light. the main idea works must be shared with friends and done so as not to offend the person asking.
Oseeva "Sons" text
Two women were taking water from a well. A third approached them. And the old man sat down on a pebble to rest.
Here's what one woman says to another:
My son is dexterous and strong, no one can handle him.
Why don't you tell me about your son? - her neighbors ask her.
What can I say? - says the woman. - There’s nothing special about it.
So the women picked up full buckets and left. And the old man is behind them. Women walk and stop. My hands hurt, the water splashes, my back hurts.
Suddenly three boys run out towards us.
One of them somersaults over his head, walks like a cartwheel, and the women admire him.
He sings another song, sings like a nightingale - the women listen to him.
And the third ran up to his mother, took the heavy buckets from her and dragged them.
The women ask the old man:
Well? What are our sons like?
Where are they? - the old man answers. - I only see one son
Oseeva "Sons" analysis
An instructive work that the actions performed by people characterize them much better and make a greater impression than talents and skills.
Valentina Aleksandrovna Oseeva
Blue leaves. Fairy tales and stories
© Oseeva V.A., inheritance, 2017
© Kukushkin A.S., ill., 2017
© AST Publishing House LLC, 2017
Stories
blue leaves
Katya had two green pencils. And Lena has none. So Lena asks Katya:
- Give me a green pencil.
And Katya says:
– I’ll ask my mother.
The next day both girls come to school. Lena asks:
- Did your mother allow it?
And Katya sighed and said:
“Mom allowed it, but I didn’t ask my brother.”
“Well, ask your brother again,” says Lena.
Katya arrives the next day.
- Well, did your brother allow you? – Lena asks.
“My brother allowed it, but I’m afraid you’ll break the pencil.”
“I’m being careful,” says Lena.
“Look,” says Katya, “don’t fix it, don’t press hard, don’t put it in your mouth.” Don't draw too much.
“I just need to draw leaves on the trees and green grass,” says Lena.
“That’s a lot,” says Katya, and her eyebrows frown. And she made a dissatisfied face.
Lena looked at her and walked away. I didn't take a pencil. Katya was surprised and ran after her:
- Well, what are you doing? Take it!
“No need,” Lena answers.
During the lesson the teacher asks:
- Why, Lenochka, are the leaves on your trees blue?
- There is no green pencil.
- Why didn’t you take it from your girlfriend?
Lena is silent. And Katya blushed like a lobster and said:
“I gave it to her, but she doesn’t take it.”
The teacher looked at both:
“You have to give so that you can take.”
Magic word
A little old man with a long gray beard was sitting on a bench and drawing something in the sand with an umbrella.
“Move over,” Pavlik told him and sat down on the edge.
The old man moved and, looking at the boy’s red, angry face, said:
– Did something happen to you?
- Well, okay! What do you care? – Pavlik looked sideways at him.
- Nothing for me. But now you were screaming, crying, quarreling with someone...
- Still would! – the boy muttered angrily. “I’ll soon run away from home completely.”
- Will you run away?
- I’ll run away! I’ll run away because of Lenka alone. – Pavlik clenched his fists. “I almost gave her a good one just now!” Doesn't give any paint! And how many do you have?
- Does not give? Well, there's no point in running away because of this.
- Not only because of this. My grandmother chased me out of the kitchen for one carrot... just with a rag, with a rag...
Pavlik snorted with resentment.
- Nonsense! - said the old man. - One will scold, the other will regret.
- Nobody feels sorry for me! - Pavlik shouted. “My brother is going for a boat ride, but he doesn’t take me.” I tell him: “You better take it, I won’t leave you anyway, I’ll drag the oars away, I’ll climb into the boat myself!”
Pavlik slammed his fist on the bench. And suddenly he fell silent.
- What, your brother won’t take you?
– Why do you keep asking?
The old man smoothed his long beard:
- I want to help you. There is such a magic word...
Pavlik opened his mouth.
- I'll tell you this word. But remember: you need to say it in a quiet voice, looking straight into the eyes of the person you are talking to. Remember - in a quiet voice, looking straight into your eyes...
- What word?
- This is a magic word. But don't forget how to say it.
“I’ll try,” Pavlik grinned, “I’ll try right now.” “He jumped up and ran home.
Lena was sitting at the table and drawing. Paints - green, blue, red - lay in front of her. Seeing Pavlik, she immediately raked them into a pile and covered them with her hand.
“The old man deceived me! – the boy thought with annoyance. “Will someone like that understand the magic word!”
Pavlik walked sideways towards his sister and pulled her sleeve. The sister looked back. Then, looking into her eyes, the boy said in a quiet voice:
- Lena, give me one paint... please...
Lena opened her eyes wide. Her fingers unclenched, and, taking her hand off the table, she muttered embarrassedly:
- Which one do you want?
“I’ll have the blue one,” Pavlik said timidly. He took the paint, held it in his hands, walked around the room with it and gave it to his sister. He didn't need paint. He was now thinking only about the magic word.
“I’ll go to my grandmother. She's just cooking. Will he drive away or not?
Pavlik opened the door to the kitchen. The old woman was removing hot pies from the baking sheet.
The grandson ran up to her, turned her red, wrinkled face with both hands, looked into her eyes and whispered:
– Give me a piece of pie... please.
Grandma straightened up.
The magic word shone in every wrinkle, in the eyes, in the smile.
- I wanted something hot... something hot, my darling! – she said, choosing the best, rosy pie.
Pavlik jumped for joy and kissed her on both cheeks.
"Wizard! Wizard!" - he repeated to himself, remembering the old man.
At dinner, Pavlik sat quietly and listened to his brother’s every word. When his brother said that he would go boating, Pavlik put his hand on his shoulder and quietly asked:
- Take me, please.
Everyone at the table immediately fell silent. The brother raised his eyebrows and grinned.
“Take it,” the sister suddenly said. - What is it worth to you!
- Well, why not take it? - Grandma smiled. - Of course, take it.
“Please,” Pavlik repeated.
The brother laughed loudly, patted the boy on the shoulder, ruffled his hair:
- Oh, you traveler! Okay, get ready!
“It helped! It helped again!”
Pavlik jumped out from the table and ran into the street. But the old man was no longer in the park. The bench was empty, and only incomprehensible signs drawn by an umbrella remained on the sand.
Grandmother and granddaughter
Mom brought Tanya a new book.
Mom said:
– When Tanya was little, her grandmother read to her; Now Tanya is already big, she herself will read this book to her grandmother.
- Sit down, grandma! – Tanya said. – I’ll read you a story.
Tanya read, grandmother listened, and mother praised both:
- That's how smart you are!
Two boys stood on the street under the clock and talked.
“I didn’t solve the example because it had brackets,” Yura justified himself.
- And I because there were very large numbers, - said Oleg.
– We can solve it together, we still have time!
The clock outside showed half past two.
“We have a whole half hour,” said Yura. – During this time, the pilot can transport passengers from one city to another.
“And my uncle, the captain, managed to load the entire crew into the boats in twenty minutes during the shipwreck.