Funny stories for children. The best children's books with humor and adventure

WE TEACH CHILDREN TO RELL SHORT STORIES.

SHORT STORIES.

Read one of the stories to your child. Ask some questions about the text. If your child can read, encourage him to read short story yourself, and then retell it.

Ant.

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

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

Sparrow and swallows.

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

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

Brave men.

The guys were going to school. Suddenly a dog jumped out. She barked at the guys. Boys
started to run. Only Borya remained standing in place. The dog stopped barking and
approached Bora. Borya stroked her. Then Borya calmly went to school, and the dog quietly
I followed him.

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

Summer in the forest.

Summer has come. On forest clearings the grass is knee high. Grasshoppers chirp.
Strawberries turn red on the tubercles. Raspberries, lingonberries, rose hips, and blueberries are blooming.
Chicks fly out of the nests. It won't be long before delicious forest fruits appear.
berries. Soon children will come here with baskets to pick berries.

1. Answer the questions:
What time of year is it? What kind of grass is in the clearings? Who's chirping in the grass? Which
does the berry turn red on the tubercles? Which berries are still blooming? What are the chicks doing?
What will children soon collect in the forest?
2. Retell the story.

Chick.

The little girl reeled wool threads per egg. It turned out to be a ball. This ball
she put it on the stove in a basket. Three weeks passed. Suddenly a squeak was heard
from the basket. The ball squeaked. The girl unwound the ball. There was a little chicken there.

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

Fox and cancer. (Russian folktale)

The fox invited the crayfish to run a race. Cancer agreed. The fox ran, and the cancer
grabbed the fox's tail. The fox reached the spot. The fox turned around, and the crayfish unhooked
and says: “I’ve been waiting here for you for a long time.”

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

Orphan

The dog Bug was eaten by wolves. There was a little blind puppy left. They called him Orphan.
The puppy was given to a cat who had small kittens. The cat sniffed the Orphan,
wiggled her tail and licked the puppy on the nose.
One day, Orphan was attacked by a stray dog. Then a cat appeared. She grabbed
with her teeth the Orphan and returned to the tall stump. Clinging to the bark with her claws, she dragged
Puppy up and covered him with herself.

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

Viper.

Once Vova went into the forest. Fluffy ran with him. Suddenly a rustling sound was heard in the grass.
It was a viper. Viper - poisonous snake. The fluff rushed at the viper and tore it apart.

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

N. Nosov. Slide.

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

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

Karasik.

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

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

Brave swallow.

The mother swallow taught the chick to fly. The chick was very small. He clumsily and
helplessly flapped its weak wings.
Unable to stay in the air, the chick fell to the ground and was seriously hurt. He was lying
squeaked motionlessly and pitifully.
The mother swallow was very alarmed. She circled over the chick, screamed loudly and
I didn’t know how to help him.
The girl picked up the chick and put it in a wooden box. And a box
I put it on a tree with the chick.
The swallow took care of her chick. She brought him food every day and fed him.
The chick began to recover quickly and was already chirping cheerfully and cheerfully waving his strengthened
wings. The old red cat wanted to eat the chick. He quietly crept up and climbed
onto the tree and was already right next to the box.
But at this time the swallow flew off the branch and began to fly boldly in front of the cat’s very nose.
The cat rushed after her, but the swallow quickly dodged, and the cat missed and
slammed to the ground. Soon the chick recovered completely and the swallow happily
Chirping, she took him to his native nest under the next roof.

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

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

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

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

Vocabulary work.
-The squirrel said to the wolf: “Your heart is burning with anger.” What can you burn yourself with? (by fire,
boiling water, steam, hot tea...) Which of you got burned? It hurts? And when it hurts,
Do you want to have fun or cry?
- It turns out that you can hurt even with a bad, evil word. Then my heart hurts as if
he was burned. So the wolf is always bored, sad, because his heart hurts,
anger burns him.
2. Retell the story.

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

A cockerel walks around the yard: there is a red comb on its head and a red beard under its nose. Tail
Petya has a wheel, patterns on his tail, and spurs on his legs. Petya found the grain. He calls the chicken
with chickens. They didn’t share the grain - they got into a fight. Petya the Cockerel reconciled them:
He ate the grain himself, flapped his wings, and shouted at the top of his lungs: ku-ka-re-ku!

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

Bathing bear cubs. (according to V. Bianchi)

A big bear and two cheerful cubs came out of the forest. The bear grabbed
grab one bear cub by the collar with your teeth and let’s dip it into the river. Another little bear
got scared and ran into the forest. His mother caught up with him, slapped him, and then into the water.
The cubs were happy.

1. Answer the questions:
Who came out of the forest? How did the bear grab the bear cub? The mother bear dipped the bear cub
or just holding it? What did the second bear cub do? What did the mother give to the little bear?
Were the cubs happy with their bath?
2. Retell the story.

Ducks. (according to K.D. Ushinsky)

Vasya is sitting on the bank. He watches the ducks swim in the pond: wide noses into the water
hiding. Vasya doesn’t know how to get the ducks home.
Vasya began to click on the ducks: “Duck-duck-ducks!” The noses are wide, the paws are webbed!
Enough of carrying around worms and plucking grass - it’s time for you to go home.
Vasya’s ducklings obeyed, went ashore, and are going home.

1. Answer the questions:
Who sat on the shore and looked at the ducks? What was Vasya doing on the bank? Like ducks in a pond
did you do? Where exactly did you hide your noses? What kind of noses do they have? Why are your ducks wide?
Did you hide your noses in the water? What did Vasya not know? What did Vasya call the ducks? What did the ducks do?
2. Retell the story.

Cow. (according to E. Charushin)

Pestrukha stands on a green meadow, chewing and chewing grass. Pestrukha's horns are steep, the sides
thick and udder with milk. She waves her tail, drives away flies and horseflies.
-What do you, Pestrukha, taste better to chew - simple green grass or various flowers?
Maybe a chamomile, maybe a blue cornflower or a forget-me-not, or maybe a bell?
Eat, eat, Pestrukha, it’s tastier, your milk will be sweeter. The milkmaid will come for you
milking - milking a full bucket of tasty, sweet milk.

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

Mice. (according to K.D. Ushinsky)

The mice gathered at their hole. Their eyes are black, their paws are small and pointed.
little teeth, gray coats, long tails dragging along the ground. The mice think: “How
drag the cracker into the hole?” Oh, watch out, mice! Vasya the cat is nearby. He really likes you
loves you, will rip your tails, tear your fur coats.

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

Fox. (according to E. Charushin)

The fox mouses in winter and catches mice. She stood on a stump to be further away
you can see, and listen, and look: where under the snow the mouse squeaks, where it moves a little.
He hears, notices, and rushes. Done: a mouse was caught in the teeth of a red, fluffy huntress.

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

Hedgehog. (according to E. Charushin)

The guys walked through the forest. We found a hedgehog under a bush. He curled up into a ball in fear.
The guys rolled the hedgehog into a hat and brought it home. They gave him milk.
The hedgehog turned around and began to eat the milk. And then the hedgehog ran away back into the forest.

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

Ya. Taits. For mushrooms.

Grandmother and Nadya went to the forest to pick mushrooms. Grandfather gave them a basket and said:
- Well, whoever gets the most!
So they walked and walked, collected and collected, and went home. Grandma has a basket full, and Nadya has
half. Nadya said:
- Grandma, let's exchange baskets!
- Let's!
So they came home. Grandfather looked and said:
- Oh yes Nadya! Look, I've gained more than my grandmother!
Here Nadya blushed and said in the quietest voice:
- This is not my basket at all... it’s completely grandma’s.

1. Answer the questions:
Where did Nadya and her grandmother go? Why did they go into the forest? What did grandfather say as he saw them off?
in the forest? What were they doing in the forest? How much did Nadya gain and how much did grandma gain?
What did Nadya say to her grandmother when they went home? What did grandfather say when they
returned? What did Nadya say? Why did Nadya blush and answer her grandfather in a quiet voice?
2. Retell the story.

Spring.

The sun has warmed up. Streams ran. The rooks have arrived. Birds hatch chicks. A hare jumps merrily through the forest. The fox has gone hunting and smells prey. The she-wolf led the cubs out into the clearing. The she-bear growls near the den. Butterflies and bees fly over the flowers. Everyone is happy about spring.

It's arrived warm summer. The currants are ripe in the garden. Dasha and Tanya collect it in a bucket. Then the girls put the currants on the dish. Mom will make jam from it. In the cold winter, children will drink tea with jam.

Autumn.

A fun summer has flown by. So autumn has come. It's time to harvest the harvest. Vanya and Fedya are digging potatoes. Vasya collects beets and carrots, and Fenya collects beans. There are a lot of plums in the garden. Vera and Felix collect fruit and send it to the school cafeteria. There everyone is treated to ripe and tasty fruits.

Frosts have frozen the ground. Rivers and lakes froze. White lies everywhere fluffy snow. Children are happy about winter. It's nice to ski on fresh snow. Seryozha and Zhenya play snowballs. Lisa and Zoya are making a snow woman.
Only animals have a hard time in the winter cold. Birds fly closer to housing.
Guys, help our little friends in winter. Make bird feeders.

In the forest.

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

In zoo.

The students of our class went to the zoo. They saw many animals. A lioness and a little lion cub were basking in the sun. The hare and the hare were gnawing cabbage. The she-wolf and her cubs were sleeping. A turtle with a large shell crawled slowly. The girls really liked the fox.

Mushrooms.

The guys went into the forest to pick mushrooms. Roma found a beautiful boletus under a birch tree. Valya saw a small oil can under the pine tree. Seryozha spotted a huge boletus in the grass. In the grove they collected full baskets different mushrooms. The guys returned home happy and happy.

Summer holidays.

Hot summer has arrived. Roma, Slava and Lisa and their parents went to Crimea. They swam in the Black Sea, went to the zoo, and went on excursions. The guys were fishing. It was very interesting. They remembered these holidays for a long time.

Four butterflies.

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

Kitty.

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

Fluff and Masha.

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

Halt.

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

Cranes.

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

Friends.

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

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

Someone else's egg.

The old woman put the basket with the eggs in a secluded place and put a chicken on them.
The chicken runs off to drink some water and peck some grains and returns to its place, sits and clucks. Chicks began to hatch from the eggs. The chicken will jump out of the shell and let's run and look for worms.
Someone else's egg got to the chicken - it turned out to be a duckling. He ran to the river and swam like a piece of paper, scooping up the water with his wide webbed paws.

Postman.

Sveta’s mother works at the post office as a postman. She delivers mail in a mail bag. Sveta goes to school during the day, and in the evening she and her mother put the evening mail into mailboxes.
People receive letters, read newspapers and magazines. Everyone really needs Sveta’s mother’s profession.

Notebooks in the rain

During recess, Marik says to me:

Let's run away from class. Look how nice it is outside!

What if Aunt Dasha is late with the briefcases?

You need to throw your briefcases out the window.

We looked out the window: it was dry near the wall, but a little further away there was a huge puddle. Don't throw your briefcases into a puddle! We took the belts off the trousers, tied them together and carefully lowered the briefcases onto them. At this time the bell rang. The teacher entered. I had to sit down. The lesson has begun. The rain poured outside the window. Marik writes me a note: “Our notebooks are missing.”

I answer him: “Our notebooks are missing.”

He writes to me: “What are we going to do?”

I answer him: “What are we going to do?”

Suddenly they call me to the board.

“I can’t,” I say, “I have to go to the board.”

“How, I think, can I walk without a belt?”

Go, go, I’ll help you,” says the teacher.

You don't need to help me.

Are you sick by any chance?

“I’m sick,” I say.

How's your homework?

Good with homework.

The teacher comes up to me.

Well, show me your notebook.

What's going on with you?

You'll have to give it a two.

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

The teacher gave me a bad grade and calmly said:

You're feeling strange today...

How I sat under my desk

As soon as the teacher turned to the board, I immediately went under the desk. When the teacher notices that I have disappeared, he will probably be terribly surprised.

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

Sorry, Pyotr Petrovich...

The teacher asks:

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

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

Well, how comfortable is it to sit there, under the desk? You sat very quietly today. This is how it would always be in class.

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

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

Now, now, grandma, I’ll wash the dishes for you.

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

And in class he dodged as best he could.

The teacher tells him:

Read it here.

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

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

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

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

How is your health?

It’s bad,” Goga said.

What hurts?

Well, then go to class.

Because nothing hurts you.

How do you know?

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

And the efforts of my classmates came to nothing. First, Masha, an excellent student, was assigned to him.

Let’s study seriously,” Masha told him.

When? - asked Goga.

Yeah right now.

“I’ll come now,” Goga said.

And he left and did not return.

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

Where are you going? - Grisha asked.

“Come here,” Goga called.

And here no one will interfere with us.

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

No one else was assigned to him.

As time went. He was dodging.

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

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

Grandma said:

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

But the father said:

It was really in vain that you did this. Our Gogochka has become so lazy that he cannot read a single line. I ask everyone to leave for the meeting.

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

But he didn't know what kind of meeting it was! What was decided there!

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

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

He immediately suggested:

Let me wash the dishes for you, mommy.

And he ran to wash the dishes.

He ran to his father.

His father sternly told him never to make such requests to him again.

He thrust the book to his grandmother, but she yawned and dropped it from her hands. He picked up the book from the floor and gave it to his grandmother again. But she dropped it from her hands again. No, she had never fallen asleep so quickly in her chair before! “Is she really asleep,” thought Goga, “or was she instructed to pretend at the meeting? “Goga tugged at her, shook her, but grandma didn’t even think about waking up.

In despair, he sat down on the floor and began to look at the pictures. But from the pictures it was difficult to understand what was happening there next.

He brought the book to class. But his classmates refused to read to him. Not only that: Masha immediately left, and Grisha defiantly reached under the desk.

Goga pestered the high school student, but he flicked him on the nose and laughed.

That's what a home meeting is all about!

This is what the public means!

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

That's what's interesting!

Who cares what's surprising?

Tanka is not surprised by anything. She always says: “That’s not surprising!” - even if it happens surprisingly. Yesterday, in front of everyone, I jumped over such a puddle... No one could jump over, but I jumped over! Everyone was surprised except Tanya.

“Just think! So what? It’s not surprising!”

I kept trying to surprise her. But he couldn't surprise me. No matter how hard I tried.

I hit a little sparrow with a slingshot.

I learned to walk on my hands and whistle with one finger in my mouth.

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

I tried my best. What didn’t I do! Climbed trees, walked without a hat in winter...

She still wasn't surprised.

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

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

Marvelous! I wouldn't have thought that! He reads!

Prize

We made original costumes - no one else will have them! I will be a horse, and Vovka will be a knight. The only bad thing is that he has to ride me, and not me on him. And all because I'm a little younger. True, we agreed with him: he will not ride me all the time. He’ll ride me a little, and then he’ll get off and lead me like horses are led by the bridle. And so we went to the carnival. We came to the club in ordinary suits, and then changed clothes and went into the hall. That is, we moved in. I crawled on all fours. And Vovka was sitting on my back. True, Vovka helped me - he walked on the floor with his feet. But it was still not easy for me.

And I haven't seen anything yet. I was wearing a horse mask. I couldn’t see anything at all, although the mask had holes for the eyes. But they were somewhere on the forehead. I was crawling in the dark.

I bumped into someone's feet. I ran into a column twice. Sometimes I shook my head, then the mask slipped off and I saw the light. But for a moment. And then it's dark again. I couldn't shake my head all the time!

At least for a moment I saw the light. But Vovka saw nothing at all. And he kept asking me what was ahead. And he asked me to crawl more carefully. I crawled carefully anyway. I didn’t see anything myself. How could I know what was ahead! Someone stepped on my hand. I stopped immediately. And he refused to crawl any further. I told Vovka:

Enough. Get off.

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

I suggested taking off the masks and looking at the carnival, and then putting the masks back on. But Vovka said:

Then they will recognize us.

It must be fun here,” I said. “But we don’t see anything...

But Vovka walked in silence. He firmly decided to endure until the end. Get first prize.

My knees started to hurt. I said:

I'll sit on the floor now.

Can horses sit? - said Vovka. “You’re crazy!” You're a horse!

“I’m not a horse,” I said. “You’re a horse yourself.”

“No, you’re a horse,” Vovka answered. “Otherwise we won’t get a bonus.”

Well, so be it,” I said. “I’m tired of it.”

“Be patient,” said Vovka.

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

You are sitting? - asked Vovka.

“I’m sitting,” I said.

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

Music was blaring all around and people were laughing.

I asked:

Will it end soon?

Be patient,” said Vovka, “probably soon...

Vovka couldn’t stand it either. I sat down on the sofa. I sat down next to him. Then Vovka fell asleep on the sofa. And I fell asleep too.

Then they woke us up and gave us a bonus.

In the closet

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

I was sitting in the closet, waiting for the lesson to start, and didn’t notice how I fell asleep.

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

It's stuffy in the closet and dark as night. I got scared, I started screaming:

Uh-uh! I'm in the closet! Help!

I listened - silence all around.

ABOUT! Comrades! I'm sitting in the closet!

I hear someone's steps. Someone is coming.

Who's bawling here?

I immediately recognized Aunt Nyusha, the cleaning lady.

I was delighted and shouted:

Aunt Nyusha, I'm here!

Where are you, dear?

I'm in the closet! In the closet!

How did you, my dear, get there?

I'm in the closet, grandma!

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

I was locked in a closet. Oh, grandma!

Aunt Nyusha left. Silence again. She probably went to get the key.

Pal Palych knocked on the cabinet with his finger.

There’s no one there,” said Pal Palych.

Why not? “Yes,” said Aunt Nyusha.

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

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

I'm here!

Who are you? - asked Pal Palych.

I... Tsypkin...

Why did you go there, Tsypkin?

I was locked... I didn't get in...

Hm... He's locked up! But he didn’t get in! Have you seen it? What wizards there are in our school! They don't get into the closet when they are locked in the closet. Miracles don’t happen, do you hear, Tsypkin?

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

Don't know...

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

Aunt Nyusha went to get the key, but Pal Palych stayed behind. He sat down on a chair nearby and began to wait. I saw his face through the crack. He was very angry. He lit a cigarette and said:

Well! This is what prank leads to. Tell me honestly: why are you in the closet?

I really wanted to disappear from the closet. They open the closet, and I’m not there. It was as if I had never been there. They will ask me: “Were you in the closet?” I will say: “I wasn’t.” They will say to me: “Who was there?” I will say: “I don’t know.”

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

I was silent.

Are you alive there? - asked Pal Palych.

Well, sit tight, they'll open soon...

I am sitting...

So... - said Pal Palych. - So will you answer me why you climbed into this closet?

Who? Tsypkin? In the closet? Why?

I wanted to disappear again.

The director asked:

Tsypkin, is that you?

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

Aunt Nyusha said:

The class leader took the key away.

“Break down the door,” said the director.

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

Well, come out,” said the director. - And explain to us what that means.

I didn't move. I was scared.

Why is he standing? - asked the director.

I was pulled out of the closet.

I was silent the whole time.

I didn't know what to say.

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

Carousel in my head

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

I really want to have these things! - I told my father. “They are constantly spinning in my head like a carousel, and this makes my head so dizzy that it is difficult to stay on my feet.”

“Hold on,” said the father, “don’t fall and write all these things on a piece of paper for me so that I don’t forget.”

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

Write,” said the father, “it doesn’t cost you anything.”

“In general, it’s worth nothing,” I said, “just extra hassle.” And I wrote in large letters on the entire sheet:

VILISAPET

PISTAL GUN

VIRTALET

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

ICE CREAM

The father read it and said:

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

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

Until what time?

Until better times.

Until what?

Until the next end of the school year.

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

It's as if words have legs!

And they’ve bought me ice cream a hundred times already.

Betball

Today you shouldn’t go outside - today is the game... - Dad said mysteriously, looking out the window.

Which? - I asked from behind my dad’s back.

“Wetball,” he answered even more mysteriously and sat me down on the windowsill.

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

Apparently, dad guessed that I didn’t understand anything and began to explain.

Wetball is like football, only it is played by trees, and instead of a ball, they are kicked by the wind. We say hurricane or storm, and they say wetball. Look how the birch trees rustled - it’s the poplars that are giving in to them... Wow! How they swayed - it’s clear that they missed a goal, they couldn’t hold back the wind with branches... Well, another pass! Dangerous moment...

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

Breakfast

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

No, I say, I would like today’s one. Well, or yesterday, at worst...

Yesterday there was soup for lunch... - Mom was confused. - Should I warm it up?

In general, I didn’t understand anything.

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

So do you want porridge or soup? - she asked carefully.

How the boy Yasha ate poorly

Yasha was good to everyone, but he ate poorly. All the time with concerts. Either mom sings to him, then dad shows him tricks. And he gets along well:

- Don't want.

Mom says:

- Yasha, eat your porridge.

- Don't want.

Dad says:

- Yasha, drink juice!

- Don't want.

Mom and Dad are tired of trying to persuade him every time. And then my mother read in one scientific pedagogical book that children do not need to be persuaded to eat. You need to put a plate of porridge in front of them and wait until they get hungry and eat everything.

They set and placed plates in front of Yasha, but he didn’t eat or eat anything. He doesn’t eat cutlets, soup, or porridge. He became thin and dead, like a straw.

-Yasha, eat porridge!

- Don't want.

- Yasha, eat your soup!

- Don't want.

Previously, his pants were difficult to fasten, but now he was hanging out completely freely in them. It was possible to put another Yasha in these pants.

And then one day it blew strong wind. And Yasha was playing in the area. He was very light, and the wind blew him around the area. I rolled to the wire mesh fence. And there Yasha got stuck.

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

Mom calls:

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

But he doesn't come. You can't even hear him. He not only became dead, but his voice also became dead. You can't hear anything about him squeaking there.

And he squeaks:

- Mom, take me away from the fence!

Mom began to worry - where did Yasha go? Where to look for it? Yasha is neither seen nor heard.

Dad said this:

“I think our Yasha was blown away somewhere by the wind.” Come on, mom, we'll take the pot of soup out onto the porch. The wind will blow and bring the smell of soup to Yasha. He will come crawling to this delicious smell.

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

How Yasha smelled it delicious soup, immediately crawled towards the smell. Because I was cold and lost a lot of strength.

He crawled, crawled, crawled for half an hour. But I achieved my goal. He came to his mother’s kitchen and immediately ate a whole pot of soup! How can he eat three cutlets at once? How can he drink three glasses of compote?

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

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

Yasha reassured her:

- No, mom, I won’t eat that much every day. This is me correcting past mistakes. I will, like all children, eat well. I'll be a completely different boy.

He wanted to say “I will,” but he came up with “bubu.” Do you know why? Because his mouth was stuffed with an apple. He couldn't stop.

Since then, Yasha has been eating well.

Secrets

Do you know how to make secrets?

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

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

You can put a stone, a fragment of a plate, a bead, a bird feather, a ball (can be glass, can be metal).

You can use an acorn or an acorn cap.

You can use a multi-colored shred.

You can have a flower, a leaf, or even just grass.

Maybe real candy.

You can have elderberry, dry beetle.

You can even use an eraser if it’s pretty.

Yes, you can also add a button if it’s shiny.

Here you go. Did you put it in?

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

The next day my “secret” was gone. Someone dug it up. Some kind of hooligan.

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

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

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

“Pavlik Ivanov, you are a fool and a hooligan.”

An hour later the note was gone. Pavlik did not look me in the eye.

Well, did you read it? - I asked Pavlik.

“I haven’t read anything,” Pavlik said. - You yourself are a fool.

Composition

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

I took a pen and began to write:

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

I didn't know what to write anymore. I looked at Lyuska. She scribbled in her notebook.

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

“I also wash stockings and socks.”

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

Then I wrote:

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

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

And the lesson did not end. And I had to continue.

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

And the lesson did not end and did not end. And I wrote:

“I also like to wash curtains and tablecloths.”

And then the bell finally rang!

They gave me a high five. The teacher read my essay out loud. She said that she liked my essay the most. And that she will read it at the parent meeting.

I really asked my mother not to go to Parent meeting. I said that my throat hurts. But mom told dad to give me hot milk with honey and went to school.

The next morning at breakfast the following conversation took place.

Mom: Do you know, Syoma, it turns out that our daughter writes essays wonderfully!

Dad: It doesn't surprise me. She was always good at composing.

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

Dad: What?!

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

“I was shy,” I said. - I thought you wouldn’t let me.

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

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

I washed the curtains piece by piece. While I was soaping one piece, the other was completely blurry. I'm just exhausted with these pieces! Then I rinsed the bathroom curtains bit by bit. When I finished squeezing one piece, water from neighboring pieces was poured into it again.

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

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

I became completely wet - just squeeze it out.

The curtain had to be dragged into the bathroom again. But the kitchen floor sparkled like new.

Water poured out of the curtains all day.

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

Oddly enough, my mother was pleased.

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

What is my head thinking?

If you think that I study well, you are mistaken. I study no matter. For some reason, everyone thinks that I am capable, but lazy. I don't know if I'm capable or not. But only I know for sure that I am not lazy. I spend three hours working on problems.

For example, now I’m sitting and trying with all my might to solve a problem. But she doesn’t dare. I tell my mom:

Mom, I can’t do the problem.

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

She leaves on business. And I take my head with both hands and tell her:

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

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

Head, what are you thinking about?! Aren `t you ashamed!!! “Two pedestrians went from point A to point B...” Lyuska probably left too. She's already walking. If she had approached me first, I would, of course, forgive her. But will she really fit, such a mischief?!

“...From point A to point B...” No, she won’t do. On the contrary, when I go out into the yard, she will take Lena’s arm and whisper to her. Then she will say: “Len, come to me, I have something.” They will leave, and then sit on the windowsill and laugh and nibble on seeds.

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

“...From point A to point... to point...” And then I’ll take it and fire something right at her window. Glass - ding! - and will fly apart. Let him know.

So. I'm already tired of thinking. Think, don’t think, the task will not work. Just an awfully difficult task! I'll take a walk a little and start thinking again.

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

Earring! Vitka! - Lyuska immediately screamed. - Let's go play lapta!

The Karmanov brothers looked out the window.

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

Lena! - Lyuska screamed. - Linen! Come out!

Instead of Lena, her grandmother looked out and shook her finger at Lyuska.

Pavlik! - Lyuska screamed.

No one appeared at the window.

Whoops! - Lyuska pressed herself.

Girl, why are you yelling?! - Someone's head poked out of the window. - A sick person is not allowed to rest! There is no peace for you! - And his head stuck back into the window.

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

Lucy, let's play hopscotch.

Come on, I said.

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

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

Well, how's the problem?

Does not work.

But you’ve been sitting over it for two hours already! This is just terrible! They give the children some puzzles!.. Well, show me your problem! Maybe I can do it? After all, I graduated from college. So. “Two pedestrians went from point A to point B...” Wait, wait, this problem is somehow familiar to me! Listen, you and your dad decided it last time! I remember perfectly!

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

At this point my mother became terribly angry.

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

About my friend and a little about me

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

My friend Lyuska had straight yellow hair. And she had eyes!.. You probably won’t believe what kind of eyes she had. One eye is green, like grass. And the other one is completely yellow, with brown spots!

And my eyes were kind of gray. Well, just gray, that's all. Completely uninteresting eyes! And my hair was stupid - curly and short. And huge freckles on my nose. And in general, everything with Lyuska was better than with me. Only I was taller.

I was terribly proud of it. I really liked it when people called us “Big Lyuska” and “Little Lyuska” in the yard.

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

And then she grew another half head.

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

After school, I no longer went out into the yard. There was nothing for me to do there.

I wandered around the house and found no place for myself. To make things less boring, I secretly watched from behind the curtain as Lyuska played rounders with Pavlik, Petka and the Karmanov brothers.

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

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

In the camp, I kept remembering Lyuska and missing her.

And I wrote her a letter.

“Hello, Lucy!

How are you? I'm doing well. We have a lot of fun at camp. The Vorya river flows next to us. The water there is blue-blue! And there are shells on the shore. I found a very beautiful shell for you. It is round and with stripes. You'll probably find it useful. Lucy, if you want, let's be friends again. Let them now call you big and me small. I still agree. Please write me the answer.

Pioneer greetings!

Lyusya Sinitsyna"

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

The letter said this:

“Hello, Lucy!

Thank you, I'm doing well. Yesterday my mother bought me wonderful slippers with white piping. I also have a new big ball, you'll really get pumped! Come quickly, otherwise Pavlik and Petka are such fools, it’s no fun to be with them! Be careful not to lose the shell.

With pioneer salute!

Lyusya Kositsyna"

That day I carried Lyuska’s blue envelope with me until the evening. I told everyone what a wonderful friend I have in Moscow, Lyuska.

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

Fairy tales are poetic stories about extraordinary events and adventures, involving fictional characters. In modern Russian, the concept of the word “fairy tale” has acquired its meaning since the 17th century. Until that point, the word "fable" was supposedly used in this meaning.

One of the main features of a fairy tale is that it is always based on an invented story, with a happy ending, where good defeats evil. The stories contain a certain hint that enables the child to learn to recognize good and evil and to comprehend life through clear examples.

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Reading fairy tales is one of the main and important stages on your child’s path to life. Diverse stories make it clear that the world around us is quite contradictory and unpredictable. By listening to stories about the adventures of the main characters, children learn to value love, honesty, friendship and kindness.

Reading fairy tales is useful not only for children. Having grown up, we forget that in the end good always triumphs over evil, that all adversity is nothing, and a beautiful princess is waiting for her prince on a white horse. Give a little Have a good mood and plunge into a fairy-tale world quite simply!

The importance of books in a person’s life cannot be overestimated. If you want your child to be well-rounded and successful in life, cultivate in him a love of literature with early years. Of course, in preschool and junior school age you need to choose light, cheerful works. If you like to read, then you probably remember funny stories for children from the collection “Deniska's Stories” by V. Dragunsky. What other authors of funny stories for children are worthy of the attention of young readers? The answers are in our article today.

As we have already said, the first place among funny stories for children is occupied by the book by V. Dragunsky. Children will enjoy his cute and funny stories preschool age, and to young “visitors” primary school. Main character Deniska Korablev daily finds herself in funny and sometimes ridiculous situations that are sure to make little readers smile. "Elephant and Radio", "Knights", " Chicken bouillon", "Battle near a clean river", "Exactly 25 kilos", "Dog Thief" and other stories will be interesting, and most importantly, understandable to children from 5 years old. Download a book.

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

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

We also recommend adding to the children’s literature list “Humorous Stories for Children” by A. Averchenko, the famous “Bad Advice” by G. Oster, “The Intercom Thief” by E. Rakitina, “Don’t Lie” by M. Zoshchenko, “Carousel in the Head” by V. Golovkina, “Smart dog Sonya. Stories" by A. Usachev, "Zateika's stories" by N. Nosov and all the works of E. Uspensky.