Blue leaves oseeva than a story. Extracurricular activities
© Oseeva V.A., nas., 2017
© Kukushkin A.S., ill., 2017
© AST Publishing House LLC, 2017
stories
blue leaves
Katya had two green pencils. But Lena has none. So Lena asks Katya:
Give me a green pencil.
And Katya says:
- I'll ask my mom.
Both girls come to school the next day. Lena asks:
Did your mom let you?
And Katya sighed and said:
- Mom allowed me, but I didn’t ask my brother.
“Well, ask your brother again,” Lena says.
Katya comes the next day.
Well, did your brother let you? Lena asks.
- My brother allowed me, but I'm afraid you will break the pencil.
“I’m being careful,” Lena says.
“Look,” Katya says, “don’t fix it, don’t press hard, don’t take it in your mouth.” Don't draw too much.
- I, - says Lena, - only need to draw leaves on the trees and green grass.
“That's a lot,” says Katya, and she furrows her eyebrows. And she made a disgusted face.
Lena looked at her and walked away. I didn't take a pencil. Katya was surprised, ran after her:
- Well, what are you? Take it!
“No need,” Lena replies.
In class, the teacher asks:
- Why do you, Lenochka, have blue leaves on the trees?
- There is no green pencil.
“Why didn’t you take it from your girlfriend?”
Lena is silent. And Katya blushed like a cancer and said:
I gave it to her, but she won'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 aside and, looking at the red, angry face of the boy, said:
- Has something happened to you?
- Well, okay! What about you? Pavlik squinted at him.
- Nothing for me. But now you were screaming, crying, quarreling with someone ...
- Still would! the boy growled angrily. “I will be running away from home soon.
- Will you run away?
- I'll run away! Because of one Lenka I will run away. Peacock clenched his fists. - I almost gave her a good time! Doesn't give any color! And how many!
- Does not give? Well, that's why you shouldn't run away.
– Not only because of this. Grandmother drove me out of the kitchen for one carrot ... right with a rag, rag ...
Pavlik snorted in resentment.
- Rubbish! said the old man. - One will scold, the other will regret.
“No one takes pity on me! shouted Pavlik. - My brother is going to ride on a boat, but he won’t take me. I told him: “Take it better, anyway, I won’t leave you behind, I’ll drag the oars, I’ll climb into the boat myself!”
Pavlik slammed his fist on the bench. And suddenly he stopped.
“What, doesn’t your brother take you?”
- Why do you keep asking?
The old man smoothed out his long beard.
- I want to help you.
There is such Magic word…
Peacock opened his mouth.
- I'll tell you this word. But remember: you need to speak 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 is the word?
- It's a magic word. But don't forget how to say it.
“I’ll try,” Pavlik chuckled, “I’ll try right away.” He jumped up and ran home.
Lena sat at the table and drew. Paints - green, blue, red - lay in front of her. Seeing Pavlik, she immediately raked them into a heap and covered them with her hand.
"Deceived old man! – with annoyance thought the boy. “Will such a person understand the magic word!”
Pavlik approached his sister sideways and pulled her by the sleeve. The sister looked back. Then, looking into her eyes, the boy said in a low voice:
– Lena, give me one paint… please…
Lena opened her eyes wide. Her fingers loosened, and, taking her hand off the table, she muttered in embarrassment:
- What do you want?
“A blue one for me,” 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 thought now only of the magic word.
"I'm going to my grandmother. She's just cooking. Drive or not?
Pavlik opened the door to the kitchen. The old woman was taking hot cakes off the baking sheet.
The grandson ran up to her, turned his red wrinkled face towards him 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.
- Hot ... hot hot, my dear! - she said, choosing the best, ruddy 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 hushed and listened to his brother's every word. When his brother said that he was going to go boating, Pavlik put his hand on his shoulder and quietly asked:
- Take me, please.
Everyone around the table went silent. The brother raised his eyebrows and chuckled.
“Take it,” said the sister suddenly. - What are you worth!
- Well, why not take it? Grandma smiled. - Of course, take it.
“Please,” Pavlik repeated.
The brother laughed out loud, patted the boy on the shoulder, tousled his hair:
- Oh, you traveler! Okay, get going!
“Helped! Helped again!
Pavlik jumped out from behind the table and ran out into the street. But the old man was no longer in the square. 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 clever you are!
Time
Two boys were standing outside under the clock and talking.
- I did not solve the example, because it was with brackets, - Yura justified himself.
- And I because there were very big numbers Oleg said.
– We can solve it together, we still have time!
The clock on the street showed half past one.
“We have half an hour,” Yura said. – During this time, the pilot can carry 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 - for twenty! .. - Yura said businesslike. “Sometimes five or ten minutes mean a lot. You just need to take into account every minute.
- And here's the case! During one match...
Many interesting cases the boys remembered.
“But I know…” Oleg suddenly stopped and looked at his watch. - Exactly two!
Yura gasped.
- Let's run! Yura said. We were late for school!
- What about an example? – scared asked Oleg.
Yura just waved his hand as he ran.
Rex and Cupcake
Slava and Vitya sat on the same desk.
The boys were very friendly and helped each other as much as they could. Vitya helped Slava solve problems, and Slava made sure that Vitya wrote words correctly and did not stain his notebooks with blots. One day they had a big argument:
Our director has big dog, her name is Rex, - said Vitya.
“Not Rex, but Cupcake,” Slava corrected him.
No, Rex!
- No, Keks!
The boys quarreled. Vitya went to another desk. The next day, Slava did not solve the homework problem, and Vitya gave the teacher a sloppy notebook. A few days later, things went even worse: both boys received a deuce. And then they found out that the director's dog was called Ralph.
“Then we have nothing to fight about!” Slava rejoiced.
“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! ..
Labor warms
Firewood was brought to the boarding school.
Nina Ivanovna said:
- Put on sweaters, we will carry firewood.
The boys ran to get dressed.
“Maybe give them a better coat?” - said the nanny. Today is a cold autumn day!
- No no! the guys shouted. - We will work hard! We will be hot!
- Certainly! smiled Nina Ivanovna. We'll be hot! After all, work warms!
Good
Yurik woke up in the morning. Looked out the window. The sun is shining. The money is good.
And the boy wanted to do something good himself.
Here he sits and thinks:
“What if my little sister was drowning and I saved her!”
And my sister is right there:
- Walk with me, Yura!
- Go away, don't bother thinking!
The sister got offended and left. And Yura thinks: “Now, if the 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 nurse shook her head. And Yura thinks again:
“Now, if Trezorka fell into the well, and I would pull him out!”
Trezorka is right there. Tail wags:
“Give me a drink, Yura!”
- Go away! Don't stop thinking!
Trezorka closed his mouth, climbed into the bushes. And Yura went to his mother:
- What would be good for me to do?
Mom patted Yura on the head:
- Take a walk with your sister, help the nanny clean the dishes, give some water to Trezor.
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 tied.
- Oh, Valechka! Musya said, sitting down on a chair. - You must have flux! Oh, what a flux I had in the summer! A whole bunch! And you know, my grandmother had just left, and my mother was at work ...
“My mother is also at work,” said Valya, holding her cheek. - And I would need a rinse ...
- Oh, Valechka! They gave me a rinse too! And I got better! As I rinse, it's better! And a hot-hot heating pad helped me too ...
Valya perked up and nodded her head.
- Yes, yes, a heating pad ... Musya, we have a kettle in the kitchen ...
- Isn't he making noise? No, that's right, rain! Musya jumped up and ran to the window. “That’s right, rain!” It's good that I came in galoshes! And then you can catch a cold!
She ran into the hallway, tapping her feet for a long time, putting on galoshes. Then, sticking her head in the door, she called out:
Get well soon, Valechka! I will come to you! Of course I'll come! Do not worry!
Valya sighed, touched the cold heating pad, and waited for her mother.
- Well? What did she say? What does she need? the girls asked Musya.
- Yes, she has the same flux as I had! Musya said happily. And she didn't say anything! And only a heating pad and a rinse help her!
Before the first rain
Tanya and Masha were very friendly and always went to kindergarten together. That Masha came for Tanya, then Tanya for Masha. One time, 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! - bending down her head with a hood, Masha answered her.
IN kindergarten the teacher said:
- How strange, Masha's dress is dry, and yours, Tanya, is completely wet, how did this happen? You were walking together, weren't you?
“Masha had a raincoat, and I walked in one dress,” Tanya said.
“So you could cover yourself with one cloak,” said the teacher, and, looking at Masha, shook her head.
- It can be seen, your friendship until the first rain!
Both girls blushed: Masha for herself, and Tanya for Masha.
Happening
Mom gave Kolya colored pencils.
One day his friend 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 the pink and blue ones to one girl from our yard - she lost hers ... And Petya took the black and yellow ones from me - he just didn’t have enough of them ...
“But you yourself were left without pencils!” the comrade was surprised. - Don't you need them?
- No, they are very necessary, but all such cases that it is impossible not to give!
Vitya took pencils from the box, turned them over in his hands and said:
- Anyway, you give it to someone, 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 such a case ... - he muttered.
Three comrades
Vitya lost his breakfast. At the big break, all the guys had breakfast, and Vitya stood on the sidelines.
- Why do not you eat? Kolya asked him.
Lost breakfast...
“Bad,” said Kolya, biting big piece white bread. - It's still a long way to lunch!
- Where did you lose it? Misha asked.
“I don’t know…” Vitya said quietly and turned away.
“You probably carried it in your pocket, but you should put it in your bag,” Misha said.
But Volodya did not ask anything. He went 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 drawing water from a well. A third one approached them. And the old old man sat down on a pebble to rest. This is what one woman says to another:
- My son is dexterous and strong, no one can cope with him.
And the third is silent.
What can you say about your son? her neighbors ask.
- What can I say? the woman says. - There is nothing special about him.
So the women took full buckets and went. And the old man is behind them. Women go and stop. My hands hurt, water splashes, my back hurts.
Suddenly, three boys run out towards me.
One tumbles over his head, walks with a wheel - women admire him.
He sings another song, fills himself like a nightingale - his women listened.
And the third ran up to the mother, took heavy buckets from her and dragged them.
The women ask the old man:
- Well? What are our sons?
– Where are they? the old man answers. “I only see one son!”
Revenge
Katya went to her desk and gasped: the drawer had been pulled out, the new paints were scattered, the brushes were dirty, there were puddles of brown water on the table.
- Alyoshka! Katya screamed. - Alyoshka! And, covering her face with her hands, she wept loudly.
Alyosha stuck his round head through the door. His cheeks and nose were stained with paint.
"I didn't do anything to you!" he said quickly.
Katya rushed at him with her fists, but the little brother disappeared behind the door and jumped into the garden through the open window.
- I will take revenge on you! Katya cried with tears.
Alyosha, like a monkey, climbed up a tree and, hanging from the lower branch, showed his nose to his sister.
- She cried! I cried because of some colors!
You will cry for me too! Katya screamed. - How can you cry!
- Am I going to pay? Alyosha laughed and began to quickly climb up. “Catch me first.
Suddenly he stumbled and hung, grabbing a thin branch. The branch cracked and snapped. Alyosha fell.
Katya ran into the garden. She immediately forgot her ruined paints and her quarrel with her brother.
- Alyosha! she screamed. - Alyosha!
The little brother sat on the ground and, blocking his head with his hands, looked at her in fright.
- Get up! Get up!
But Alyosha drew his head into his shoulders and closed his eyes.
- Can not? - Katya asked frightened, feeling Alyosha's knees.
- Hold on to me.
She put her arms around her brother's shoulders and gently lifted him to his feet.
- Does it hurt you?
Alyosha shook his head and suddenly burst into tears.
What, you can't stand? Katya asked.
Alyosha began to cry even louder and clung to his sister.
“I will never touch your paints again… never… never… I will not!”
Offenders
Tolya often ran from the yard and complained that the guys offended him.
“Don’t complain,” your mother once said, “you yourself should treat your comrades better, then your comrades will not offend you!”
Tolya stepped out onto the stairs. On the playground, one of his offenders, the neighbor boy Sasha, was looking for something.
“Mother gave me a coin for bread, and I lost it,” he explained gloomily. - Don't come here, or you'll trample!
Tolya remembered what his mother had said to him in the morning, and hesitantly suggested:
- Let's eat together!
The boys began to search together. Sasha was lucky: under the stairs in the very corner a silver coin flashed.
- Here she is! Sasha rejoiced. - She was frightened of us and was found! Thank you. Come out to the yard. The guys are not touched! Now I'm just running for bread!
He slid down the railing. From the dark flight of stairs cheerfully came:
- You-ho-di! ..
Badly
The dog barked furiously, falling on its front paws. Directly in front of her, nestled against the fence, sat a small disheveled kitten. He opened his mouth wide and mewed plaintively. 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 called out to the boys:
- Shame on you!
- What's embarrassing? We didn't do anything! the boys were surprised.
- This is bad! The woman replied 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 woman slipped and fell.
- Hold my books! - the boy shouted, handed the girl his bag and rushed to the aid of the old woman. When he returned, the girl asked him:
- Is that your grandmother?
“No,” the boy replied.
- Mother? - the girlfriend was surprised.
- Well, aunt? Or an acquaintance?
- No, no, no! The boy answered her. - It's just an old woman!
Builder
There was a mound of red clay in the yard. Sitting on their haunches, the boys dug intricate passages in it and built a fortress. And suddenly they noticed another boy aside, who was also digging in the clay, dipping his red hands into a tin of water and diligently plastering the walls of the clay house.
- Hey you, 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 flat roof. Hey builder!
- Yes, just move it, and it will fall apart! one boy shouted and kicked the house.
The wall collapsed.
- Oh you! Who builds like this? the guys shouted, breaking the freshly plastered walls.
The Builder sat in silence, fists clenched. 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. Ice glittered. There were few people at the rink. The little girl, with her arms outstretched in a comical way, rode from bench to bench. Two schoolchildren tied up their skates and looked at Vitya.
Vitya performed various tricks - either he rode on one leg, or he circled around like a top.
- Well done! one of the boys called out to him.
Vitya darted around the circle like an arrow, famously turned around and ran into the girl. The girl fell. Vitya was scared.
“I accidentally…” he said, shaking off the snow from her fur coat. - Hurt?
The girl smiled.
- The knee ...
There was laughter from behind.
"They're laughing at me!" thought Vitya and turned away from the girl in annoyance.
- Eka unseen - the knee! Here's a crybaby! he shouted as he passed the schoolchildren.
- Come to us! they called.
Vitya approached them. Hand in hand, all three glided merrily across the ice. And the girl was sitting on the bench, rubbing her bruised knee and crying.
What is impossible, what is impossible
Once my mother said to my father:
And dad immediately spoke in a whisper.
No! What is impossible is impossible!
Biscuit
Mom poured cookies onto the plate. Grandmother jingled her cups merrily. Vova and Misha sat down at the table.
“Deli one at a time,” Misha said sternly.
The boys scooped out all the cookies on the table and divided them into two piles.
- Exactly? Vova asked.
Misha measured the piles with his eyes.
- Exactly. Grandma, pour us some tea!
Grandma brought tea. The table was quiet. The piles of biscuits were shrinking fast.
- Crumbly! Sweet! Misha said.
- Yes! Vova responded with his mouth full.
Mother and grandmother were silent. When all the cookies were eaten, Vova took a deep breath, patted his stomach and got out from behind the table.
Misha finished the last piece and looked at his mother - she was stirring the tea she had not started 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 sees - with one hand mother holds her head, and cleans up toys with the other. And the girl sits on her chair and commands:
- Bring me cubes!
Mom picked up the cubes from the floor, put them in a box, and handed them to her daughter.
- And the doll? Where is my doll? the girl screams again.
The doctor looked at it and said:
- Until the daughter learns to clean up her toys herself, mom will not recover!
Who punished him?
I offended a friend. I pushed a passerby. I hit the dog. I was rude to my sister. Everyone left me. I was left alone and wept bitterly.
Who punished him? the neighbor asked.
“He punished himself,” Mom said.
Why?
We were alone in the dining room - me and Boom. I dangled under the table with my feet, and Boom nibbled lightly on my bare heels. I was ticklish and fun. Above the table hung a large daddy's card - my mother and I only recently gave it to be enlarged. On this card, dad had such a cheerful, kind face. But when, playing with Boom, I began to swing in a chair, holding on to the edge of the table, it seemed to me that dad was shaking his head.
“Look, Boom,” I said in a whisper and, swaying hard in my chair, grabbed the edge of the tablecloth.
There was a ringing... My heart sank. I slowly slid off my chair and lowered my eyes. Pink shards lay on the floor, and the gold rim glittered in the sun.
Boom crawled out from under the table, carefully sniffed at the potsherds, and sat down with his head tilted to one side and one ear up.
Quick footsteps were heard from the kitchen.
- What is it? Who is it? 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 trembled, my tongue stuttered.
“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 at me, then at him.
How did he break?
My ears were on fire. I threw up my hands.
- He jumped a little ... and with his paws ...
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Valentina Alexandrovna Oseeva
Blue leaves. Tales and stories
© Oseeva V.A., nas., 2017
© Kukushkin A.S., ill., 2017
© AST Publishing House LLC, 2017
stories
blue leaves
Katya had two green pencils. But Lena has none. So Lena asks Katya:
Give me a green pencil.
And Katya says:
- I'll ask my mom.
Both girls come to school the next day. Lena asks:
Did your mom let you?
And Katya sighed and said:
- Mom allowed me, but I didn’t ask my brother.
“Well, ask your brother again,” Lena says.
Katya comes the next day.
Well, did your brother let you? Lena asks.
- My brother allowed me, but I'm afraid you will break the pencil.
“I’m being careful,” Lena says.
“Look,” Katya says, “don’t fix it, don’t press hard, don’t take it in your mouth.” Don't draw too much.
- I, - says Lena, - only need to draw leaves on the trees and green grass.
“That's a lot,” says Katya, and she furrows her eyebrows. And she made a disgusted face.
Lena looked at her and walked away. I didn't take a pencil. Katya was surprised, ran after her:
- Well, what are you? Take it!
“No need,” Lena replies.
In class, the teacher asks:
- Why do you, Lenochka, have blue leaves on the trees?
- There is no green pencil.
“Why didn’t you take it from your girlfriend?”
Lena is silent. And Katya blushed like a cancer and said:
I gave it to her, but she won'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 aside and, looking at the red, angry face of the boy, said:
- Has something happened to you?
- Well, okay! What about you? Pavlik squinted at him.
- Nothing for me. But now you were screaming, crying, quarreling with someone ...
- Still would! the boy growled angrily. “I will be running away from home soon.
- Will you run away?
- I'll run away! Because of one Lenka I will run away. Peacock clenched his fists. - I almost gave her a good time! Doesn't give any color! And how many!
- Does not give? Well, that's why you shouldn't run away.
– Not only because of this. Grandmother drove me out of the kitchen for one carrot ... right with a rag, rag ...
Pavlik snorted in resentment.
- Rubbish! said the old man. - One will scold, the other will regret.
“No one takes pity on me! shouted Pavlik. - My brother is going to ride on a boat, but he won’t take me. I told him: “Take it better, anyway, I won’t leave you behind, I’ll drag the oars, I’ll climb into the boat myself!”
Pavlik slammed his fist on the bench. And suddenly he stopped.
“What, doesn’t your brother take you?”
- Why do you keep asking?
The old man smoothed out his long beard.
- I want to help you. There is a magic word...
Peacock opened his mouth.
- I'll tell you this word. But remember: you need to speak 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 is the word?
- It's a magic word. But don't forget how to say it.
“I’ll try,” Pavlik chuckled, “I’ll try right away.” He jumped up and ran home.
Lena sat at the table and drew. Paints - green, blue, red - lay in front of her. Seeing Pavlik, she immediately raked them into a heap and covered them with her hand.
"Deceived old man! – with annoyance thought the boy. “Will such a person understand the magic word!”
Pavlik approached his sister sideways and pulled her by the sleeve. The sister looked back. Then, looking into her eyes, the boy said in a low voice:
– Lena, give me one paint… please…
Lena opened her eyes wide. Her fingers loosened, and, taking her hand off the table, she muttered in embarrassment:
- What do you want?
“A blue one for me,” 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 thought now only of the magic word.
"I'm going to my grandmother. She's just cooking. Drive or not?
Pavlik opened the door to the kitchen. The old woman was taking hot cakes off the baking sheet.
The grandson ran up to her, turned his red wrinkled face towards him 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.
- Hot ... hot hot, my dear! - she said, choosing the best, ruddy 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 hushed and listened to his brother's every word. When his brother said that he was going to go boating, Pavlik put his hand on his shoulder and quietly asked:
- Take me, please.
Everyone around the table went silent. The brother raised his eyebrows and chuckled.
“Take it,” said the sister suddenly. - What are you worth!
- Well, why not take it? Grandma smiled. - Of course, take it.
“Please,” Pavlik repeated.
The brother laughed out loud, patted the boy on the shoulder, tousled his hair:
- Oh, you traveler! Okay, get going!
“Helped! Helped again!
Pavlik jumped out from behind the table and ran out into the street. But the old man was no longer in the square. 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 clever you are!
Two boys were standing outside under the clock and talking.
- I did not solve the example, because it was with 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 on the street showed half past one.
“We have half an hour,” Yura said. – During this time, the pilot can carry 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 - for twenty! .. - Yura said businesslike. “Sometimes five or ten minutes mean a lot. You just need to take into account every minute.
- And here's the case! During one match...
The boys remembered many interesting cases.
“But I know…” Oleg suddenly stopped and looked at his watch. - Exactly two!
Yura gasped.
- Let's run! Yura said. We were late for school!
- What about an example? – scared asked Oleg.
Yura just waved his hand as he ran.
Rex and Cupcake
Slava and Vitya sat on the same desk.
The boys were very friendly and helped each other as much as they could. Vitya helped Slava solve problems, and Slava made sure that Vitya wrote words correctly and did not stain his notebooks with blots. One day they had a big argument:
“Our director has a big dog, her name is Rex,” Vitya said.
“Not Rex, but Cupcake,” Slava corrected him.
No, Rex!
- No, Keks!
The boys quarreled. Vitya went to another desk. The next day, Slava did not solve the homework problem, and Vitya gave the teacher a sloppy notebook. A few days later, things went even worse: both boys received a deuce. And then they found out that the director's dog was called Ralph.
“Then we have nothing to fight about!” Slava rejoiced.
“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! ..
Labor warms
Firewood was brought to the boarding school.
Nina Ivanovna said:
- Put on sweaters, we will carry firewood.
The boys ran to get dressed.
“Maybe give them a better coat?” - said the nanny. Today is a cold autumn day!
- No no! the guys shouted. - We will work hard! We will be hot!
- Certainly! smiled Nina Ivanovna. We'll be hot! After all, work warms!
Yurik woke up in the morning. Looked out the window. The sun is shining. The money is good.
And the boy wanted to do something good himself.
Here he sits and thinks:
“What if my little sister was drowning and I saved her!”
© Oseeva V.A., nas., 2017
© Kukushkin A.S., ill., 2017
© AST Publishing House LLC, 2017
stories
blue leaves
Katya had two green pencils. But Lena has none. So Lena asks Katya:
Give me a green pencil.
And Katya says:
- I'll ask my mom.
Both girls come to school the next day. Lena asks:
Did your mom let you?
And Katya sighed and said:
- Mom allowed me, but I didn’t ask my brother.
“Well, ask your brother again,” Lena says.
Katya comes the next day.
Well, did your brother let you? Lena asks.
- My brother allowed me, but I'm afraid you will break the pencil.
“I’m being careful,” Lena says.
“Look,” Katya says, “don’t fix it, don’t press hard, don’t take it in your mouth.” Don't draw too much.
- I, - says Lena, - only need to draw leaves on the trees and green grass.
“That's a lot,” says Katya, and she furrows her eyebrows. And she made a disgusted face.
Lena looked at her and walked away. I didn't take a pencil. Katya was surprised, ran after her:
- Well, what are you? Take it!
“No need,” Lena replies.
In class, the teacher asks:
- Why do you, Lenochka, have blue leaves on the trees?
- There is no green pencil.
“Why didn’t you take it from your girlfriend?”
Lena is silent. And Katya blushed like a cancer and said:
I gave it to her, but she won'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 aside and, looking at the red, angry face of the boy, said:
- Has something happened to you?
- Well, okay! What about you? Pavlik squinted at him.
- Nothing for me. But now you were screaming, crying, quarreling with someone ...
- Still would! the boy growled angrily. “I will be running away from home soon.
- Will you run away?
- I'll run away! Because of one Lenka I will run away. Peacock clenched his fists. - I almost gave her a good time! Doesn't give any color! And how many!
- Does not give? Well, that's why you shouldn't run away.
– Not only because of this. Grandmother drove me out of the kitchen for one carrot ... right with a rag, rag ...
Pavlik snorted in resentment.
- Rubbish! said the old man. - One will scold, the other will regret.
“No one takes pity on me! shouted Pavlik. - My brother is going to ride on a boat, but he won’t take me. I told him: “Take it better, anyway, I won’t leave you behind, I’ll drag the oars, I’ll climb into the boat myself!”
Pavlik slammed his fist on the bench. And suddenly he stopped.
“What, doesn’t your brother take you?”
- Why do you keep asking?
The old man smoothed out his long beard.
- I want to help you. There is a magic word...
Peacock opened his mouth.
- I'll tell you this word. But remember: you need to speak 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 is the word?
- It's a magic word. But don't forget how to say it.
“I’ll try,” Pavlik chuckled, “I’ll try right away.” He jumped up and ran home.
Lena sat at the table and drew. Paints - green, blue, red - lay in front of her. Seeing Pavlik, she immediately raked them into a heap and covered them with her hand.
"Deceived old man! – with annoyance thought the boy. “Will such a person understand the magic word!”
Pavlik approached his sister sideways and pulled her by the sleeve. The sister looked back. Then, looking into her eyes, the boy said in a low voice:
– Lena, give me one paint… please…
Lena opened her eyes wide. Her fingers loosened, and, taking her hand off the table, she muttered in embarrassment:
- What do you want?
“A blue one for me,” 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.
Valentina Alexandrovna Oseeva
Blue leaves. Tales and stories
© Oseeva V.A., nas., 2017
© Kukushkin A.S., ill., 2017
© AST Publishing House LLC, 2017
stories
blue leaves
Katya had two green pencils. But Lena has none. So Lena asks Katya:
Give me a green pencil.
And Katya says:
- I'll ask my mom.
Both girls come to school the next day. Lena asks:
Did your mom let you?
And Katya sighed and said:
- Mom allowed me, but I didn’t ask my brother.
“Well, ask your brother again,” Lena says.
Katya comes the next day.
Well, did your brother let you? Lena asks.
- My brother allowed me, but I'm afraid you will break the pencil.
“I’m being careful,” Lena says.
“Look,” Katya says, “don’t fix it, don’t press hard, don’t take it in your mouth.” Don't draw too much.
- I, - says Lena, - only need to draw leaves on the trees and green grass.
“That's a lot,” says Katya, and she furrows her eyebrows. And she made a disgusted face.
Lena looked at her and walked away. I didn't take a pencil. Katya was surprised, ran after her:
- Well, what are you? Take it!
“No need,” Lena replies.
In class, the teacher asks:
- Why do you, Lenochka, have blue leaves on the trees?
- There is no green pencil.
“Why didn’t you take it from your girlfriend?”
Lena is silent. And Katya blushed like a cancer and said:
I gave it to her, but she won'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 aside and, looking at the red, angry face of the boy, said:
- Has something happened to you?
- Well, okay! What about you? Pavlik squinted at him.
- Nothing for me. But now you were screaming, crying, quarreling with someone ...
- Still would! the boy growled angrily. “I will be running away from home soon.
- Will you run away?
- I'll run away! Because of one Lenka I will run away. Peacock clenched his fists. - I almost gave her a good time! Doesn't give any color! And how many!
- Does not give? Well, that's why you shouldn't run away.
– Not only because of this. Grandmother drove me out of the kitchen for one carrot ... right with a rag, rag ...
Pavlik snorted in resentment.
- Rubbish! said the old man. - One will scold, the other will regret.
“No one takes pity on me! shouted Pavlik. - My brother is going to ride on a boat, but he won’t take me. I told him: “Take it better, anyway, I won’t leave you behind, I’ll drag the oars, I’ll climb into the boat myself!”
Pavlik slammed his fist on the bench. And suddenly he stopped.
“What, doesn’t your brother take you?”
- Why do you keep asking?
The old man smoothed out his long beard.
- I want to help you. There is a magic word...
Peacock opened his mouth.
- I'll tell you this word. But remember: you need to speak 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 is the word?
- It's a magic word. But don't forget how to say it.
“I’ll try,” Pavlik chuckled, “I’ll try right away.” He jumped up and ran home.
Lena sat at the table and drew. Paints - green, blue, red - lay in front of her. Seeing Pavlik, she immediately raked them into a heap and covered them with her hand.
"Deceived old man! – with annoyance thought the boy. “Will such a person understand the magic word!”
Pavlik approached his sister sideways and pulled her by the sleeve. The sister looked back. Then, looking into her eyes, the boy said in a low voice:
– Lena, give me one paint… please…
Lena opened her eyes wide. Her fingers loosened, and, taking her hand off the table, she muttered in embarrassment:
- What do you want?
“A blue one for me,” 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 thought now only of the magic word.
"I'm going to my grandmother. She's just cooking. Drive or not?
Pavlik opened the door to the kitchen. The old woman was taking hot cakes off the baking sheet.
The grandson ran up to her, turned his red wrinkled face towards him 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.
- Hot ... hot hot, my dear! - she said, choosing the best, ruddy 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 hushed and listened to his brother's every word. When his brother said that he was going to go boating, Pavlik put his hand on his shoulder and quietly asked:
- Take me, please.
Everyone around the table went silent. The brother raised his eyebrows and chuckled.
“Take it,” said the sister suddenly. - What are you worth!
- Well, why not take it? Grandma smiled. - Of course, take it.
“Please,” Pavlik repeated.
The brother laughed out loud, patted the boy on the shoulder, tousled his hair:
- Oh, you traveler! Okay, get going!
“Helped! Helped again!
Pavlik jumped out from behind the table and ran out into the street. But the old man was no longer in the square. 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 clever you are!
Two boys were standing outside under the clock and talking.
- I did not solve the example, because it was with 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 on the street showed half past one.
“We have half an hour,” Yura said. – During this time, the pilot can carry 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.
