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!
Three magpies sat on a branch and chatted so much that the oak tree crackled and waved away the talkers with green branches.
Suddenly a hare jumped out of the forest.
Chatterbox friends, hold your tongues. Don't tell the hunter where I am.
The hare sat down behind a bush. The magpies fell silent.
Here comes the hunter. Unbearable to the first magpie. She spun around and flapped her wings.
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 owner, 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.
I woke up, I heard Buddy barking.
I look - who is he looking at? On to the first snowball!
Of course, he did not live in the world in winter
And he hasn’t gone downhill with me yet.
I didn't see any skates. Well, he barks, weirdo.
But I should look at the adult dogs!
They are just eager for the first snowball...
Let's run as quickly as possible, my friend!
And if frost came with snow,
Your cold nose will light up with fire,
Once upon a time there was Mashenka the needlewoman, and she had a magic needle. When Masha sews a dress, the dress washes and irons itself. He will decorate the tablecloth with gingerbread and sweets, lay it on the table, and lo and behold, sweets will indeed appear on the table. Masha loved her needle, cherished it more than her eyes, but still did not save it. Once I went into the forest to pick berries and lost them. She searched and searched, went around all the bushes, searched all the grass - there was no needle of it. Mashenka sat down under a tree and started crying.
The Hedgehog took pity on the girl, crawled out of the hole and gave her his needle.
– Take it, Mashenka, maybe you will need it!
Masha thanked him, took the needle, and thought to herself: “I wasn’t like that.” And let's cry again. The tall old Pine saw her tears and threw her a needle.
Works are divided into pagesThe fairy tales and stories of Valentina Oseeva are imbued with an unbearable desire to show our children how to distinguish between evil and good intentions, how to correctly analyze their actions. Each of her little works remains forever in the souls of children and makes them think about life around them. V. Oseeva worked a lot with children and understood how important it is to give strong moral guidelines, as well as to instill goodness in their hearts. Her tiny poems and stories give children the correct models of human behavior, teach them respect for adults and love for all people, sensitivity to loved ones. In an exciting way, using Oseev’s templates that are accessible to children, readers can realize true friendship and loyalty, how you can only help a person with a kind word. In his fairy tales, the author tells young readers how to communicate with other children, how to solve life situations that seem trivial to parents.
Reading poems, stories and fairy tales by V. Oseeva is very important, as they will reveal to children that vices such as harmfulness, betrayal, selfishness and greed make life even worse than external problems. Written in a clear and captivating style, they will give readers a lot of useful advice and enrich their soul.
Valentina Oseeva was born on April 28, 1902 in Kyiv.
In her youth, Valentina Oseeva dreamed of becoming an actress and even entered the acting department of the Institute. N.V. Lysenko in Kyiv.
Her father, Alexander Dmitrievich Oseev, worked as an inspector at an elevator, and her mother, Ariadna Leonidovna, worked as a proofreader in a newspaper. Her parents took an active part in the revolutionary struggle. Due to police persecution, Valentina's parents and their three daughters were forced to frequently move from city to city. Valentina Oseeva began her studies at a gymnasium in Kyiv, and graduated in Zhitomir. After graduating from high school, she entered the drama department of the Lysenko Institute. But it was not possible to finish it, since in 1923 the Oseev family moved to Moscow, and then to Solnechnogorsk.
After the parents’ divorce, the eldest daughter of the Oseevs, Galina (Alina), got married, and Ariadna Leonidovna with her daughters Anzhelika and Valentina, on instructions from the party, was sent to the Clara Zetkin labor commune at Solnechnaya station to raise girls left without parents after the revolution and civil war.
At the age of 21, young Valya Oseeva, having once come to a labor commune for street children, realized that her real calling was to raise children. She devoted sixteen years to raising street children and juvenile delinquents. The mother of the future writer was among the organizers of communes and colonies for disadvantaged children in 1924.
Working as a teacher in the Danilovsky orphanage (on the territory of the then closed Danilov Monastery), she met her first husband in a rather romantic setting: he arrived on horseback and helped calm down the young rebels, but the marriage broke up quite quickly...
Apparently, because of the divorce, there were problems with his son; the boy even went on foot to his father, who was then serving in Siberia.
In her spare time, Oseeva composed fairy tales for the children, wrote plays herself and staged them with the children. She loved to invent games, being as interested in them as the children themselves. It was at the request of her students that in 1937 Oseeva took her first story, “Grishka,” to the editor. And in 1940, her first book, “The Red Cat,” was published.
During the Great Patriotic War, she and her son were evacuated to Bashkiria, where the writer learned Bashkir, and subsequently translated the works of Mustai Karim into Russian.
Oseeva wrote a lot for children - poems, fairy tales, short stories. Her works were based on subjects close to children. The collections “Red Cat”, “Father’s Jacket” and “My Comrade” won great love among the youngest readers.
In 1946, Oseeva began working on the book “Vasek Trubachev and His Comrades.” The writer showed how war breaks into the serene life of boys, how it strengthens their character, how they learn to make friends, how they become participants in the fight against invaders. This book was awarded the State Prize.
Many episodes of the writer’s difficult childhood are reflected in her works. The story "Dinka" is largely autobiographical. A keen sense of justice and the ability to empathize aroused readers' sympathy for Dinka. The boys loved this girl so much that they did not want to part with her. The childhood of a desperate girl coincided with the difficult years of the first Russian revolution of 1905. Dinka grows up in a family associated with the revolutionary underground, her resourcefulness and courage help out adults in difficult times.
...The writer died on July 5, 1969 in Moscow.
© 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 alone, 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!
Time
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.
“What - over twenty!..” Yura said busily. “Sometimes five to ten minutes mean a lot.” You just need to take every minute into account.
- Here’s a case! During one competition...
The boys remembered many interesting incidents.
“And I know...” Oleg suddenly stopped and looked at his watch. - Exactly two!
Yura gasped.
- Let's run! - Yura said. - We're late for school!
- What about an example? – Oleg asked in fear.
Yura just waved his hand as he ran.
Rex and Cupcake
Slava and Vitya were sitting on the same desk.
The boys were very friendly and helped each other as best they could. Vitya helped Slava solve problems, and Slava made sure that Vitya wrote the words correctly and did not stain his notebooks with blots. One day they had a heated argument:
“Our director has a big dog, his name is Rex,” said Vitya.
“Not Rex, but Cupcake,” Slava corrected him.
- No, Rex!
- No, Cupcake!
The boys quarreled. Vitya went to another desk. The next day, Slava did not solve the problem assigned for home, and Vitya handed the teacher a sloppy notebook. A few days later, things got even worse: both boys received a D. And then they found out that the director's dog's name was Ralph.
- So, we have nothing to quarrel about! – Slava was delighted.
“Of course, not because of anything,” Vitya agreed.
Both boys sat down on the same desk again.
- Here's Rex, here's Cupcake. Nasty dog, we grabbed two deuces because of her! And just think about what people quarrel about!..
Work warms you up
Firewood was brought to the boarding school.
Nina Ivanovna said:
– Put on sweaters, we will carry firewood.
The guys ran to get dressed.
- Or maybe it would be better to give them a coat? - said the nanny. – Today is a cold autumn day!
- No no! - the guys shouted. - We will work! We'll be hot!
- Certainly! – Nina Ivanovna smiled. - We will be hot! After all, work warms you up!
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 bother me 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.
Visited
Valya did not come to class. Her friends sent Musya to her.
- Go and find out what’s wrong with Valya: maybe she’s sick, maybe she needs something?
Musya found her friend in bed. Valya was lying with her cheek bandaged.
- Oh, Valechka! - Musya said, sitting down on a chair. - You probably have gumboil! Oh, what a flux I had in the summer! A whole boil! And you know, grandma had just left, and mom was at work...
“My mother is also at work,” Valya said, holding her cheek. - I need a rinse...
- Oh, Valechka! They gave me a rinse too! And I felt better! It’s better as I rinse it! And a hot-hot heating pad also helped me...
Valya perked up and nodded her head.
- Yes, yes, a heating pad... Musya, we have a kettle in the kitchen...
- Isn’t he the one making the noise? No, it's probably rain! – Musya jumped up and ran to the window. - That's right, rain! It's good that I came in galoshes! Otherwise you might catch a cold!
She ran into the hallway, stamped her feet for a long time, putting on her galoshes. Then, sticking her head through the door, she shouted:
- Get well soon, Valechka! I'll come to you again! I'll definitely come! Don't worry!
Valya sighed, touched the cold heating pad and began to wait for her mother.
- Well? What did she say? What does she need? – the girls asked Musya.
- Yes, she has the same gumboil as I had! – Musya said joyfully. - And she didn’t say anything! And only a heating pad and rinsing help her!
Until the first rain
Tanya and Masha were very friendly and always went to kindergarten together. First Masha came for Tanya, then Tanya came for Masha. One day, when the girls were walking down the street, it started to rain heavily. Masha was in a raincoat, and Tanya was in one dress. The girls ran.
- Take off your cloak, we will cover ourselves together! – Tanya shouted as she ran.
– I can’t, I’ll get wet! – Masha answered her, bending her hooded head down.
In kindergarten the teacher said:
- How strange, Masha’s dress is dry, but yours, Tanya, is completely wet, how did this happen? After all, you walked together?
“Masha had a raincoat, and I walked in one dress,” Tanya said.
“So you could cover yourself with just a cloak,” said the teacher and, looking at Masha, shook her head.
- Apparently, your friendship is until the first rain!
Both girls blushed: Masha for herself, and Tanya for Masha.
Happening
Mom gave Kolya colored pencils.
One day his comrade Vitya came to Kolya.
- Let's draw!
Kolya put a box of pencils on the table. There were only three pencils: red, green and blue.
-Where are the others? – Vitya asked.
Kolya shrugged.
– Yes, I gave them away: my sister’s friend took the brown one - she needed to paint the roof of the house; I gave pink and blue to one girl from our yard - she lost hers... And Petya took the black and yellow from me - he just didn’t have enough of those...
- But you yourself were left without pencils! - my friend was surprised. - Don't you need them?
- No, they are very necessary, but there are always such cases that it is impossible not to give!
Vitya took pencils from the box, turned them over in his hands and said:
“You’re going to give it to someone anyway, so it’s better to give it to me.” I don't have a single colored pencil!
Kolya looked at the empty box.
“Well, take it... since this is the case...” he muttered.
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, biting off a large piece of 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.
And the third is silent.
- 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 collected 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, does 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!
Got revenge
Katya walked up to her desk and gasped: the drawer was pulled out, the new paints were scattered, the brushes were dirty, and there were puddles of brown water on the table.
- Alyoshka! – Katya shouted. - Alyoshka! – And, covering her face with her hands, she cried loudly.
Alyosha stuck his round head through the door. His cheeks and nose were smeared with paint.
- I didn’t do anything to you! – he said quickly.
Katya rushed at him with her fists, but her little brother disappeared behind the door and jumped through the open window into the garden.
- I will take revenge on you! – Katya screamed with tears.
Alyosha, like a monkey, climbed up the tree and, hanging from the lower branch, showed his nose to his sister.
- She cried! Some colors made me cry!
- You will cry for me too! - Katya shouted. - You'll cry!
- Am I the one who will pay? – Alyosha laughed and began to quickly climb up. - And you first catch me.
Suddenly he stumbled and hung, grabbing onto a thin branch. The branch crunched and broke off. Alyosha fell.
Katya ran into the garden. She immediately forgot her ruined paints and the quarrel with her brother.
- Alyosha! - she shouted. - Alyosha!
The little brother sat on the ground and, blocking his head with his hands, looked at her in fear.
- Get up! Get up!
But Alyosha pulled his head into his shoulders and closed his eyes.
- Can not? – Katya asked in fear, feeling Alyosha’s knees.
- Hold on to me.
She put her arm around her little brother's shoulders and gently pulled him to his feet.
- Does it hurt you?
Alyosha shook his head and suddenly began to cry.
- What, you can’t stand? – Katya asked.
Alyosha cried even louder and clung to his sister.
- I will never touch your paints again... never... never... I will!
Offenders
Tolya often came running from the yard and complained that the guys were hurting him.
“Don’t complain,” my mother once said, “you have to treat your comrades better yourself, then your comrades won’t offend you!”
Tolya went out onto the stairs. On the playground, one of his offenders, the neighbor boy Sasha, was looking for something.
“My mother gave me a coin for bread, but I lost it,” he explained gloomily. – Don’t come here, otherwise you’ll trample!
Tolya remembered what his mother told him in the morning and hesitantly suggested:
- Let's look together!
The boys began to search together. Sasha was lucky: a silver coin flashed under the stairs in the very corner.
- Here she is! – Sasha was delighted. - She got scared of us and found herself! Thank you. Go out into the yard. The guys will not be touched! Now I’m just running for bread!
He slid down the railing. From the dark flight of stairs came cheerfully:
- You go!..
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.
Just an old lady
A boy and a girl were walking down the street. And ahead of them was an old woman. It was very slippery. The old lady slipped and fell.
- Hold my books! – the boy shouted, handed his bag to the girl and rushed to help the old woman. When he returned, the girl asked him:
- Is this your grandmother?
“No,” answered the boy.
- Mother? – the girlfriend was surprised.
- Well, aunt? Or a friend?
- No, no, no! - the boy answered her. - It's just an old lady!
Builder
There was a mound of red clay in the yard. Squatting, the boys dug intricate passages in it and built a fortress. And suddenly they noticed another boy on the sidelines, who was also digging in the clay, dipping his red hands into a can of water and carefully coating the walls of the clay house.
- Hey, what are you doing there? - the boys called out to him.
- I'm building a house.
The boys came closer.
- What kind of house is this? It has crooked windows and a flat roof. Hey builder!
- Just move it and it will fall apart! – one boy shouted and kicked the house.
The wall collapsed.
- Oh you! Who builds something like this? – the guys shouted, breaking the freshly coated walls.
The “builder” sat silently, clenching his fists. When the last wall collapsed, he left.
And the next day the boys saw him in the same place. He again built his clay house and, dipping his red hands into the tin, carefully erected the second floor...
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. - Did you hurt yourself?
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, rubbed her bruised knee and cried.
What is not allowed is not allowed
One day mom said to dad:
And dad immediately spoke in a whisper.
No way! What is not allowed is not allowed!
Cookie
Mom poured cookies onto a plate. Grandma clinked her cups merrily. Vova and Misha sat down at the table.
“Do it one at a time,” Misha said sternly.
The boys scooped all the cookies onto the table and laid them out in two piles.
- Exactly? – Vova asked.
Misha looked at the group with his eyes.
- Exactly. Grandma, pour us some tea!
Grandmother served tea. It was quiet at the table. The piles of cookies were quickly shrinking.
- Crumbly! Sweet! - Misha said.
- Yes! – Vova responded with his mouth full.
Mom and grandmother were silent. When all the cookies were eaten, Vova took a deep breath, patted himself on the stomach and crawled out from behind the table.
Misha finished the last bite and looked at his mother - she was stirring the unstarted tea with a spoon. He looked at his grandmother - she was chewing a crust of bread...
Medicine
The little girl's mother got sick. The doctor came and saw that mom was holding her head with one hand and tidying up her toys with the other. And the girl sits on her chair and commands:
- Bring me the cubes!
The mother picked up the cubes from the floor, put them in a box, and gave them to her daughter.
- And the doll? Where's my doll? – the girl screams again.
The doctor looked at this and said:
– Until my daughter learns to tidy up her toys herself, her mother will not recover!
Who punished him?
I offended my friend. I pushed a passerby. I hit the dog. I was rude to my sister. Everyone left me. I was left alone and cried bitterly.
-Who punished him? - asked the neighbor.
“He punished himself,” my mother answered.
Why?
We were alone in the dining room - me and Boom. I dangled my legs under the table, and Boom lightly bit my bare heels. I was tickled and happy. A large card of my father’s hung over the table; my mother and I only recently gave it to him to enlarge. On this card, dad had such a cheerful, kind face. But when, while playing with Boom, I began to sway in the chair, holding onto the edge of the table, it seemed to me that dad was shaking his head.
“Look, Boom,” I said in a whisper and, swaying strongly in the chair, grabbed the edge of the tablecloth.
I heard a ringing sound... My heart sank. I quietly slid down from the chair and lowered my eyes. Pink shards lay on the floor, the golden rim glittered in the sun.
Boom crawled out from under the table, carefully sniffed the shards and sat down, tilting his head to the side and raising one ear up.
Quick footsteps were heard from the kitchen.
- What is this? Who is this? “Mom knelt down and covered her face with her hands. “Daddy’s cup... daddy’s cup...” she repeated bitterly. Then she raised her eyes and asked reproachfully: “Is that you?”
Pale pink shards glittered on her palms. My knees were shaking, my tongue was slurred.
- It's... it's... Boom!
- Boom? “Mom got up from her knees and slowly asked: “Is this Boom?”
I nodded my head. Boom, hearing his name, moved his ears and wagged his tail. Mom looked first at me, then at him.
- How did he break it?
My ears were burning. I threw up my hands:
- He jumped a little... and with his paws...
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Valentina Oseeva's story "Why?" begins with a scene of a boy pampering with his four-legged friend Boom. They were alone in the dining room, the boy was swinging wildly on a chair, and Boom under the table was grabbing his bare heels.
The boy's father was looking at this cheerful company from a large wall photograph. To stay in the chair during particularly strong rocking, the boy grabbed the tablecloth. The consequences were not long in coming - a pink cup with a gold rim, which belonged to the boy’s father and was carefully kept after his death, broke.
The mother came running to the noise and reproached her son for the broken cup. But the trembling and frightened boy put all the blame on Boom, as if he had jumped up and thrown off the cup with his paws. At the same time, the boy's ears glowed brightly.
Mom, with a darkened face, took the dog by the collar and took him to the kennel, saying that Boom would live there forever. The woman tried to extract a confession from her son, explaining that they are not punished for accidental actions, but he stubbornly insisted that Boom was to blame. Meanwhile, the exile tried to break into the house, scratched at the door, squealed, and hit the porch with his tail, but it was all in vain.
The boy’s heart sank and goosebumps ran through his body when he imagined Boom alone at night on a cold street. He left the house and hugged the dog. At that moment he saw his mother looking out the window and was afraid that she would read the truth in his face. Then he shook his finger at Boom.
All wet, Boom burst into the house and began rolling on the floor with joy and raising his paws in the air. He thought to himself why he was being kicked out of the house. Mom also thought about why her son didn’t tell the truth right away. And the boy could not understand why his mother did not scold him.
The story teaches you to always tell the truth, be responsible for your actions and not betray your friends.
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