This section of our website contains stories from our favorite Russian writers for children aged 7-10 years. Many of them are included in the main school curriculum and the extracurricular reading program for 2nd and 3rd grade. However, these stories are worth reading not for the sake of a line in reader's diary. Being classics of Russian literature, the stories of Tolstoy, Bianchi and other authors carry educational and educational functions. In these short works, the reader encounters good and evil, friendship and betrayal, honesty and deception. Younger schoolchildren learn about the life and way of life of previous generations.
The stories of the classics not only teach and edify, but also entertain. The funny stories of Zoshchenko, Dragunsky, Oster are familiar to every person since childhood. Plots understandable to children and light humor made the stories the most read works among primary schoolchildren.
Read interesting stories by Russian writers online on our website!
This section is under development and will be filled soon interesting works with illustrations.
A short story with a lot of meaning is much easier for a child to master than a long work with several topics. Start reading with simple sketches and move on to more serious books. (Vasily Sukhomlinsky)
Ingratitude
Grandfather Andrei invited his grandson Matvey to visit. The grandfather put a large bowl of honey in front of his grandson, put white rolls, and invites:
- Eat honey, Matveyka. If you want, eat honey and rolls with a spoon; if you want, eat rolls with honey.
Matvey ate honey with kalachi, then kalachi with honey. I ate so much that it became difficult to breathe. He wiped his sweat, sighed and asked:
- Please tell me, grandfather, what kind of honey is this - linden or buckwheat?
- And what? – Grandfather Andrey was surprised. “I treated you to buckwheat honey, grandson.”
“Linden honey still tastes better,” said Matvey and yawned: after a hearty meal he was feeling sleepy.
Pain squeezed Grandfather Andrei’s heart. He was silent. And the grandson continued to ask:
– Is the flour for kalachi made from spring or winter wheat? Grandfather Andrey turned pale. His heart was squeezed with unbearable pain.
It became difficult to breathe. He closed his eyes and groaned.
Why do they say “thank you”?
Two people were walking along a forest road - a grandfather and a boy. It was hot and they were thirsty.
The travelers approached the stream. Cool water gurgled quietly. They leaned in and got drunk.
“Thank you, stream,” said grandfather. The boy laughed.
– Why did you say “thank you” to the stream? - he asked his grandfather. - After all, the stream is not alive, will not hear your words, will not understand your gratitude.
- This is true. If the wolf got drunk, he wouldn’t say “thank you.” And we are not wolves, we are people. Do you know why a person says “thank you”?
Think about it, who needs this word?
The boy thought about it. He had a lot of time. The road ahead was long...
Martin
The mother swallow taught the chick to fly. The chick was very small. He flapped his weak wings ineptly and helplessly. Unable to stay in the air, the chick fell to the ground and was seriously hurt. He lay motionless and squeaked pitifully. The mother swallow was very alarmed. She circled over the chick, screamed loudly and did not know how to help him.
The girl picked up the chick and put it in a wooden box. And she put the box with the chick on a tree.
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 flapping its strengthened wings.
The old red cat wanted to eat the chick. He quietly crept up, climbed the tree and was already at the very box. But at this time the swallow flew off the branch and began to fly boldly in front of the cat’s very nose. The cat rushed after her, but the swallow quickly dodged, and the cat missed and slammed to the ground with all its might.
Soon the chick completely recovered and the swallow, with joyful chirping, took him to his native nest under the neighboring roof.
Evgeniy Permyak
How Misha wanted to outwit his mother
Misha’s mother came home after work and clasped her hands:
- How did you, Mishenka, manage to break off a bicycle wheel?
- It, mom, broke off on its own.
- Why is your shirt torn, Mishenka?
- She, mommy, tore herself apart.
- Where did your other shoe go? Where did you lose it?
- He, Mom, got lost somewhere.
Then Misha’s mother said:
- How bad they all are! They, the scoundrels, need to be taught a lesson!
- But as? - Misha asked.
“Very simple,” my mother answered. - If they have learned to break themselves, to tear themselves apart and to get lost themselves, let them learn to repair themselves, to sew themselves up, to find themselves. And you and I, Misha, will sit at home and wait for them to do all this.
Misha sat down by the broken bicycle, in a torn shirt, without a shoe, and thought deeply. Apparently this boy had something to think about.
Short story "Ah!"
Nadya couldn’t do anything. Grandmother dressed Nadya, put on shoes, washed her, combed her hair.
Mom gave Nadya water from a cup, fed her from a spoon, put her to sleep, and lulled her to sleep.
Nadya heard about the kindergarten. The girlfriends are having fun playing there. They dance. They sing. They listen to fairy tales. Good for children kindergarten. And Nadenka would have been happy there, but they didn’t take her there. They didn't accept it!
Oh!
Nadya cried. Mom cried. Grandma cried.
- Why didn’t you accept Nadenka into kindergarten?
And in kindergarten they say:
- How can we accept her when she doesn’t know how to do anything?
Oh!
Grandmother came to her senses, mother came to her senses. And Nadya caught herself. Nadya began to dress herself, put on her shoes, wash herself, eat, drink, comb her hair, and go to bed.
When they found out about this in kindergarten, they came for Nadya themselves. They came and took her to kindergarten, dressed, with shoes, washed, and combed.
Oh!
Nikolay Nosov
steps
One day Petya was returning from kindergarten. On this day he learned to count to ten. He reached his home, and he younger sister Valya is already waiting at the gate.
- And I already know how to count! – Petya boasted. – I learned it in kindergarten. Look how I can now count all the steps on the stairs.
They began to climb the stairs, and Petya counted the steps loudly:
- Well, why did you stop? – asks Valya.
- Wait, I forgot which step is further. I'll remember now.
“Well, remember,” says Valya.
They stood on the stairs, standing. Petya says:
- No, I can’t remember that. Well, let's start over again.
They went down the stairs. They began to climb up again.
“One,” says Petya, “two, three, four, five...” And he stopped again.
- Forgot again? – asks Valya.
- Forgot! How can this be! I just remembered and suddenly forgot! Well, let's try again.
They went down the stairs again, and Petya started over:
- One, two, three, four, five...
- Maybe twenty-five? – asks Valya.
- Not really! You're just stopping me from thinking! You see, because of you I forgot! We'll have to do it all over again.
- I don’t want to at first! - says Valya. - What it is? Up, down, up, down! My legs already hurt.
“If you don’t want to, you don’t have to,” answered Petya. “And I won’t go further until I remember.”
Valya went home and said to her mother:
“Mom, Petya is counting the steps on the stairs: one, two, three, four, five, but he doesn’t remember the rest.”
“Then it’s six,” said mom.
Valya ran back to the stairs, and Petya kept counting the steps:
- One, two, three, four, five...
- Six! - Valya whispers. - Six! Six!
- Six! – Petya was happy and moved on. - Seven eight nine ten.
It’s good that the stairs ended, otherwise he would never have reached the house, because he only learned to count to ten.
Slide
The guys built a snow slide in the yard. They poured water on her and went home. Kotka didn't 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 his skates and began to cover the slide with snow, and the guys poured water on it again. Kotka also made steps.
Nina Pavlova
The little mouse got lost
Mom gave the forest mouse a wheel made from a dandelion stem and said:
- Come on, play, ride around the house.
- Peep-pity-peep! - the mouse shouted. - I’ll play, I’ll ride!
And he rolled the wheel along the path downhill. I rolled it and rolled it and got so into it that I didn’t notice how I found myself in a strange place. Last year's linden nuts were lying on the ground, and above, behind the cut-out leaves, it was a completely foreign place! The mouse became quiet. Then, so that it wouldn’t be so scary, he put his wheel on the ground and sat down in the middle. Sits and thinks:
“Mom said: “Ride near the house.” Where is it near the house now?
But then he saw that the grass shook in one place and a frog jumped out.
- Peep-pity-peep! - the mouse shouted. - Tell me, frog, where near the house is my mother?
Luckily, the frog knew just this and answered:
- Run straight and straight under these flowers. You will meet a newt. He has just crawled out from under a stone, is lying and breathing, about to crawl into the pond. From Triton, turn left and run along the path straight and straight. You will see a white butterfly. She sits on a blade of grass and waits for someone. From the white butterfly, turn left again and then shout to your mother, she will hear.
- Thank you! - said the mouse.
He picked up his wheel and rolled it between the stems, under the bowls of white and yellow anemone flowers. But the wheel soon became stubborn: it would hit one stem, then another, then it would get stuck, then it would fall. But the mouse did not back down, pushed him, pulled him, and finally rolled him out onto the path.
Then he remembered the newt. After all, the newt never met! The reason he didn’t meet was because he had already crawled into the pond while the mouse was fiddling with his wheel. So the mouse never knew where he needed to turn left.
And again he rolled his wheel at random. I reached the tall grass. And again, grief: the wheel got entangled in it - and neither back nor forward!
We barely managed to get him out. And then the little mouse just remembered the white butterfly. After all, she never met.
And the white butterfly sat, sat on a blade of grass and flew away. So the mouse did not know where he needed to turn left again.
Luckily, the mouse met a bee. She flew to red currant flowers.
- Peep-pity-peep! - the mouse shouted. - Tell me, little bee, where near the house is my mother?
And the bee just knew this and answered:
- Run downhill now. You will see something turning yellow in the lowland. There, the tables seem to be covered with patterned tablecloths, and there are yellow cups on them. This is a spleen, such a flower. From the spleen, go up the mountain. You will see flowers as radiant as the sun and nearby - on long legs- fluffy white balls. This is a coltsfoot flower. Turn right from it and then shout to your mother, she will hear.
- Thank you! - said the mouse...
Where to run now? And it was already getting dark, and you couldn’t see anyone around! The mouse sat down under a leaf and cried. And he cried so loudly that his mother heard and came running. How happy he was with her! And she even more: she didn’t even hope that her little son was alive. And they happily ran home side by side.
Valentina Oseeva
Button
Tanya's button came off. Tanya spent a long time sewing it to the blouse.
“And what, grandmother,” she asked, “do all boys and girls know how to sew on their buttons?”
- I don’t know, Tanyusha; Both boys and girls can tear off buttons, but grandmothers increasingly get to sew them on.
- That's how it is! - Tanya said offendedly. - And you forced me, as if you weren’t a grandmother yourself!
Three comrades
Vitya lost his breakfast. During the big break, all the guys were having breakfast, and Vitya stood on the sidelines.
- Why do not you eat? - Kolya asked him.
- I lost my breakfast...
“It’s bad,” said Kolya, taking a large bite. white bread. - There’s still a long way to go until 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,” said Misha. But Volodya didn’t ask anything. He walked up to Vita, broke a piece of bread and butter in half and handed it to his comrade:
- Take it, eat it!
Interesting short educational stories by Valentina Oseeva for children of senior preschool and primary school age.
OSEEVA. BLUE LEAVES
Katya had two green pencils. And Lena has none. So Lena asks Katya:
Give me a green pencil. And Katya says:
I'll ask my mom.
The next day both girls come to school. Lena asks:
Did your mom allow it?
And Katya sighed and said:
Mom allowed it, but I didn’t ask my brother.
Well, ask your brother again,” says Lena. Katya arrives the next day.
Well, did your brother allow it? - Lena asks.
My brother allowed me, but I'm afraid you'll break your pencil.
“I’m careful,” says Lena.
Look, says Katya, don’t fix it, don’t press hard, don’t put it in your mouth. Don't draw too much.
“I just need to draw leaves on the trees and green grass,” says Lena.
“That’s a lot,” says Katya, and her eyebrows frown. And she made a dissatisfied face. Lena looked at her and walked away. I didn't take a pencil. Katya was surprised and ran after her:
Well, what are you doing? Take it!
No need,” Lena answers. During the lesson the teacher asks:
Why, Lenochka, are the leaves on your trees blue?
There is no green pencil.
Why didn't you take it from your girlfriend? Lena is silent. And Katya blushed like a lobster and said:
I gave it to her, but she doesn’t take it. The teacher looked at both:
You have to give so that you can take.
OSEEVA. BADLY
The dog barked furiously, falling on its front paws. Right in front of her, pressed against the fence, sat a small, disheveled kitten. He opened his mouth wide and meowed pitifully. Two boys stood nearby and waited to see what would happen.
A woman looked out the window and hurriedly ran out onto the porch. She drove the dog away and angrily shouted to the boys:
Shame on you!
What's a shame? We didn't do anything! - the boys were surprised.
This is bad! - the woman answered angrily.
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OSEEVA. WHAT YOU CAN'T DO, WHAT YOU CAN'T
One day mom said to dad:
And dad immediately spoke in a whisper.
No way! What is not allowed is not allowed!
OSEEVA. GRANDMOTHER AND GRANDDAUGHTER
Mom brought Tanya a new book.
Mom said:
When Tanya was little, her grandmother read to her; Now Tanya is already big, she herself will read this book to her grandmother.
Sit down, grandma! - Tanya said. - I'll read you a story.
Tanya read, grandmother listened, and mother praised both:
That's how smart you are!
OSEEVA. THREE SONS
The mother had three sons - three pioneers. Years have passed. War broke out. A mother saw off three sons - three fighters - to war. One son beat the enemy in the sky. Another son beat the enemy on the ground. The third son beat the enemy at sea. Three heroes returned to their mother: a pilot, a tanker and a sailor!
OSEEVA. TANNINS ACHIEVEMENTS
Every evening, dad took a notebook and pencil and sat down with Tanya and grandmother.
Well, what are your achievements? - he asked.
Dad explained to Tanya that achievements are all the good and useful things a person has done in a day. Dad carefully wrote down Tanya's achievements in a notebook.
One day he asked, holding his pencil ready as usual:
Well, what are your achievements?
Tanya was washing the dishes and broke a cup,” said the grandmother.
Hm... - said the father.
Dad! - Tanya begged. - The cup was bad, it fell on its own! There is no need to write about it in our achievements! Just write: Tanya washed the dishes!
Fine! - Dad laughed. - Let's punish this cup so that next time, when washing dishes, the other one will be more careful!
OSEEVA. WATCHMAN
There were a lot of toys in the kindergarten. Clockwork locomotives ran along the rails, airplanes hummed in the room, and elegant dolls lay in strollers. The guys all played together and everyone had fun. Only one boy did not play. He collected a whole bunch of toys near him and protected them from the children.
My! My! - he shouted, covering the toys with his hands.
The children did not argue - there were enough toys for everyone.
We play so well! How much fun we have! - the boys boasted to the teacher.
But I am bored! - the boy shouted from his corner.
Why? - the teacher was surprised. - You have so many toys!
But the boy could not explain why he was bored.
Yes, because he is not a player, but a watchman,” the children explained for him.
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OSEEVA. COOKIE
Mom poured cookies onto a plate. Grandma clinked her cups merrily. Everyone sat down at the table. Vova pulled the plate towards him.
“Deli one at a time,” Misha said sternly.
The boys poured all the cookies onto the table and divided them into two piles.
Smooth? - Vova asked.
Misha looked at the crowd with his eyes:
Exactly... Grandma, pour us some tea!
Grandma served tea to both of them. It was quiet at the table. The piles of cookies were quickly shrinking.
Crumbly! Sweet! - Misha said.
Yes! - Vova responded with his mouth full.
Mom and grandmother were silent. When all the cookies were eaten, Vova took a deep breath, patted himself on the stomach and crawled out from behind the table. Misha finished the last bite and looked at his mother - she was stirring the unstarted tea with a spoon. He looked at his grandmother - she was chewing a crust of black bread...
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OSEEVA. OFFENDERS
Tolya often came running from the yard and complained that the guys were hurting him.
“Don’t complain,” your mother once said, “you have to treat your comrades better yourself, then your comrades won’t offend you!”
Tolya went out onto the stairs. On the playground, one of his offenders, the neighbor boy Sasha, was looking for something.
“My mother gave me a coin for bread, but I lost it,” he explained gloomily. - Don’t come here, otherwise you’ll trample!
Tolya remembered what his mother told him in the morning and hesitantly suggested:
Let's look together!
The boys began to search together. Sasha was lucky: a silver coin flashed under the stairs in the very corner.
Here she is! - Sasha was happy. - She got scared of us and found herself! Thank you. Go out into the yard. The guys will not be touched! Now I’m just running for bread!
He slid down the railing. From the dark flight of stairs came cheerfully:
You-ho-di!..
OSEEVA. NEW TOY
Uncle sat down on the suitcase and opened his notebook.
Well, what should I bring to whom? - he asked.
The guys smiled and moved closer.
I need a doll!
And I have a car!
And a crane for me!
And for me... And for me... - The guys vied with each other to order, my uncle took notes.
Only Vitya sat silently on the sidelines and didn’t know what to ask... At home, his entire corner is littered with toys... There are carriages with a steam locomotive, and cars, and cranes... Everything, everything the guys asked for, Vitya has had it for a long time... He doesn’t even have anything to wish for... But his uncle will bring every boy and every girl a new toy, and only he, Vitya, will not bring anything...
Why are you silent, Vityuk? - asked my uncle.
Vitya sobbed bitterly.
I... have everything... - he explained through tears.
OSEEVA. MEDICINE
The little girl's mother got sick. The doctor came and saw that mom was holding her head with one hand and tidying up her toys with the other. And the girl sits on her chair and commands:
Bring me the cubes!
The mother picked up the cubes from the floor, put them in a box, and gave them to her daughter.
What about the doll? Where's my doll? - the girl screams again.
The doctor looked at this and said:
Until her daughter learns to tidy up her toys herself, mom will not recover!
OSEEVA. WHO PUNISHED HIM?
I offended my friend. I pushed a passerby. I hit the dog. I was rude to my sister. Everyone left me. I was left alone and cried bitterly.
Who punished him? - asked the neighbor.
“He punished himself,” my mother answered.
OSEEVA. WHO IS THE OWNER?
The big black dog's name was Zhuk. Two boys, Kolya and Vanya, picked up the Beetle on the street. His leg was broken. Kolya and Vanya looked after him together, and when the Beetle recovered, each of the boys wanted to become his only owner. But they could not decide who the owner of the Beetle was, so their dispute always ended in a quarrel.
One day they were walking through the forest. The beetle ran ahead. The boys argued heatedly.
“My dog,” said Kolya, “I was the first to see the Beetle and picked him up!”
No, my, - Vanya was angry, - I bandaged her paw and carried tasty morsels for her!
When Mishka and I were very little, we really wanted to ride in a car, but we just never succeeded. No matter how much we asked for drivers, no one wanted to give us a ride. One day we were walking in the yard. Suddenly we looked - on the street, near our gate, a car stopped. The driver got out of the car and went somewhere. We ran up. I speak:
This is Volga.
No, this is Moskvich.
You understand a lot! - I say.
Of course, “Moskvich,” says Mishka. - Look at his hood.
How much trouble Mishka and I had before the New Year! We have been preparing for the holiday for a long time: we glued paper chains to the tree, cut out flags, and made various Christmas tree decorations. Everything would have been fine, but then Mishka took out a book somewhere “ Entertaining chemistry” and read in it how to make sparklers yourself.
This is where the chaos began! For whole days he pounded sulfur and sugar in a mortar, made aluminum filings and set fire to the mixture for testing. There was smoke and a stink of suffocating gases throughout the house. The neighbors were angry, and there were no sparklers.
But Mishka did not lose heart. He even invited many of the kids from our class to his Christmas tree and boasted that he would have sparklers.
They know what they are! - he said. - They sparkle like silver and scatter in all directions with fiery splashes. I tell Mishka:
Once upon a time there was a dog, Barboska. He had a friend - the cat Vaska. They both lived with their grandfather. Grandfather went to work, Barboska guarded the house, and Vaska the cat caught mice.
One day, grandfather went to work, the cat Vaska ran off for a walk somewhere, and Barbos stayed at home. Having nothing else to do, he climbed onto the windowsill and began to look out the window. He was bored, so he yawned around.
“It’s good for our grandfather! - thought Barboska. - He went to work and is working. Vaska is doing well too - he ran away from home and is walking on the rooftops. But I have to sit and guard the apartment.”
At this time, Barboskin's friend Bobik was running down the street. They often met in the yard and played together. Barbos saw his friend and was happy:
Chapter first
Just think how quickly time flies! Before I knew it, the holidays were over and it was time to go to school. All summer I did nothing but run around the streets and play football, and forgot to even think about books. That is, I sometimes read books, but not educational ones, but some fairy tales or stories, and so that I could study the Russian language or arithmetic - this was not the case. I was already good at Russian, but I didn’t like arithmetic. The worst thing for me was solving problems. Olga Nikolaevna even wanted to give me a summer job in arithmetic, but then she regretted it and transferred me to the fourth grade without work.
I don’t want to ruin your summer,” she said. - I will transfer you this way, but you must promise that you will study arithmetic yourself in the summer.
Mishka and I had a wonderful life at the dacha! This is where the freedom was! Do what you want, go wherever you want. You can go to the forest to pick mushrooms or pick berries, or swim in the river, but if you don’t want to swim, just go fishing and no one will say a word to you. When my mother’s vacation ended and she had to get ready to go back to the city, Mishka and I even became sad. Aunt Natasha noticed that we were both walking around as if we were in a daze, and began to persuade my mother to let Mishka and I stay for a while longer. Mom agreed and agreed with Aunt Natasha so that she would feed us and stuff like that, and she would leave.
Mishka and I stayed with Aunt Natasha. And Aunt Natasha had a dog, Dianka. And just on the day when her mother left, Dianka suddenly gave birth to six puppies. Five were black with red spots and one was completely red, only one ear was black.
The hat was lying on the chest of drawers, the kitten Vaska was sitting on the floor near the chest of drawers, and Vovka and Vadik were sitting at the table and coloring pictures. Suddenly something plopped behind them and fell to the floor. They turned around and saw a hat on the floor near the chest of drawers.
Vovka went up to the chest of drawers, bent down, wanted to pick up his hat - and suddenly he shouted:
Ah ah ah! - and run to the side.
What are you? - asks Vadik.
She's alive, alive!
One day a glazier was sealing the frames for the winter, and Kostya and Shurik stood nearby and watched. When the glazier left, they picked up the putty from the windows and began to sculpt animals from it. Only they didn’t get the animals. Then Kostya blinded a snake and said to Shurik:
Look what I got.
Shurik looked and said:
Liverwurst.
Kostya was offended and hid the putty in his pocket. Then they went to the cinema. Shurik kept getting worried and asked:
Where's the putty?
And Kostya answered:
Here it is, in your pocket. I won't eat it!
They took tickets to the cinema and bought two mint gingerbread cookies.
Bobka had wonderful pants: green, or rather khaki. Bobka loved them very much and always boasted:
Look, guys, what kind of pants I have. Soldiers!
All the guys, of course, were jealous. No one else had green pants like these.
One day Bobka climbed over the fence, got caught on a nail and tore these wonderful pants. Out of frustration, he almost cried, went home as quickly as possible and began to ask his mother to sew it up.
Mom got angry:
You will climb fences, tear your pants, and I have to sew them up?
I won't do it again! Sew it up, mom!
Valya and I are entertainers. We are always playing some games.
Once we read the fairy tale "The Three Little Pigs". And then they started playing. At first we ran around the room, jumped and shouted:
We are not afraid of the gray wolf!
Then mom went to the store, and Valya said:
Come on, Petya, let's make ourselves a house, like those pigs in the fairy tale.
We pulled the blanket off the bed and covered the table with it. This is how the house turned out. We climbed into it, and it was dark and dark in there!
There lived a little girl named Ninochka. She was only five years old. She had a dad, a mom and an old grandmother, whom Ninochka called grandma.
Ninochka’s mother went to work every day, and Ninochka’s grandmother stayed with her. She taught Ninochka to dress, and wash, and fasten the buttons on her bra, and lace her shoes, and braid her hair, and even write letters.
Anyone who has read the book “The Adventure of Dunno” knows that Dunno had many friends - little people just like him.
Among them were two mechanics - Vintik and Shpuntik, who were very fond of making different things. One day they decided to build a vacuum cleaner to clean the room.
We made a round metal box from two halves. An electric motor with a fan was placed in one half, a rubber tube was attached to the other, and a piece of dense material was placed between both halves so that dust would be retained in the vacuum cleaner.
They worked all day and all night, and only the next morning the vacuum cleaner was ready.
Everyone was still sleeping, but Vintik and Shpuntik really wanted to check how the vacuum cleaner worked.
Znayka, who loved to read, read a lot in books about distant countries and various travels. Often, when there was nothing to do in the evening, he would tell his friends about what he had read in books. The kids loved these stories very much. They liked to hear about countries that they had never seen, but most of all they liked to hear about travelers, since all sorts of incredible stories happen to travelers and the most extraordinary adventures happen.
After hearing such stories, the kids began to dream about going on a trip themselves. Some suggested hiking, others suggested sailing along the river in boats, and Znayka said:
Let's make a hot air balloon and fly in the balloon.
If Dunno took on something, he did it wrong, and everything turned out topsy-turvy for him. He learned to read only by words, and he could only write in block letters. Many said that Dunno had a completely empty head, but this is not true, because how could he think then? Of course, he didn’t think well, but he put his shoes on his feet, and not on his head—this, too, requires consideration.
Dunno was not so bad. He really wanted to learn something, but did not like to work. He wanted to learn right away, without any difficulty, and even the smartest little guy couldn’t get anything out of this.
Toddlers and little girls loved music very much, and Guslya was a wonderful musician. He had various musical instruments and often played them. Everyone listened to the music and praised it very much. Dunno was jealous that Guslya was being praised, so he began to ask him:
- Teach me to play. I also want to be a musician.
The mechanic Vintik and his assistant Shpuntik were very good craftsmen. They looked alike, only Vintik was a little taller, and Shpuntik was a little shorter. Both wore leather jackets. Wrenches, pliers, files and other iron tools were always sticking out of their jacket pockets. If the jackets weren’t leather, the pockets would have come off long ago. Their hats were also leather, with canned glasses. They wore these glasses while working so as not to get dust in their eyes.
Vintik and Shpuntik sat in their workshop all day long and repaired primus stoves, pots, kettles, frying pans, and when there was nothing to repair, they made tricycles and scooters for short people.
Mom recently gave Vitalik an aquarium with fish. It was a very good fish, beautiful! Silver crucian carp - that's what it was called. Vitalik was glad that he had a crucian carp. At first he was very interested in the fish - he fed it, changed the water in the aquarium, and then he got used to it and sometimes even forgot to feed it on time.
I'll tell you about Fedya Rybkin, how he made the whole class laugh. He had a habit of making guys laugh. And he didn’t care: it was a break now or a lesson. So here it is. It started when Fedya got into a fight with Grisha Kopeikin over a bottle of mascara. But to tell the truth, there was no fight here. Nobody hit anyone. They simply tore the bottle out of each other’s hands, and the mascara splashed out of it, and one drop landed on Fedya’s forehead. This left him with a black blot the size of a nickel on his forehead.
Under my window there is a front garden with a low cast-iron fence. In winter, the janitor cleans the street and shovels snow behind the fence, and I throw pieces of bread through the window for the sparrows. As soon as these little birds see a treat in the snow, they immediately fly off different sides and sit on the branches of a tree that grows in front of the window. They sit for a long time, looking around restlessly, but do not dare to go down. They must be frightened by people passing on the street.
But then one sparrow plucked up courage, flew off the branch and, sitting down in the snow, began pecking at the bread.
Mom left home and said to Misha:
I'm leaving, Mishenka, and you behave well. Don't play around without me and don't touch anything. For this I will give you a big red lollipop.
Mom left. At first Misha behaved well: he didn’t play pranks and didn’t touch anything. Then he just moved a chair to the sideboard, climbed onto it and opened the doors of the sideboard. He stands and looks at the buffet, and thinks:
“I don’t touch anything, I just look.”
And there was a sugar bowl in the cupboard. He took it and put it on the table: “I’ll just look, but I won’t touch anything,” he thinks.
I opened the lid and there was something red on top.
“Eh,” says Misha, “but this is a lollipop.” Probably just the one my mother promised me.
My mother, Vovka, and I were visiting Aunt Olya in Moscow. On the very first day, my mother and aunt went to the store, and Vovka and I were left at home. They gave us an old album with photographs for us to look at. Well, we looked and looked until we got tired of it.
Vovka said:
– We won’t see Moscow if we sit at home all day!
More than anything else, Alik was afraid of the police. They always scared him at home with the policeman. If he doesn’t listen, he is told:
The policeman is coming now!
Nashal - they say again:
We'll have to send you to the police!
Once Alik got lost. He didn't even notice how it happened. He went out for a walk in the yard, then ran into the street. I ran and ran and found myself in an unfamiliar place. Then, of course, he began to cry. People gathered around. They began to ask:
Where do you live?
Once, when I was living with my mother at the dacha, Mishka came to visit me. I was so happy that I can’t even say it! I miss Mishka very much. Mom was also glad to see him.
It’s very good that you came,” she said. - You two will have more fun here. By the way, I need to go to the city tomorrow. I might be late. Will you live here without me for two days?
Of course we will live, I say. - We are not small!
Only here you have to cook your own lunch. Can you do it?
We can do it,” says Mishka. - What can’t you do!
Well, cook some soup and porridge. It's easy to cook porridge.
Let's cook some porridge. Why cook it? - says Mishka.
The guys worked all day - building a snow slide in the yard. They shoveled snow and dumped it in a heap under the wall of the barn. Only by lunchtime the slide was ready. The guys poured water on her and ran home for dinner.
“Let’s have lunch,” they said, “while the hill freezes.” And after lunch we will come with a sled and go for a ride.
And Kotka Chizhov from the sixth apartment is so cunning! He didn't build the slide. He sits at home and looks out the window as others work. The guys shout at him to go build a hill, but he just throws up his hands outside the window and shakes his head, as if he’s not allowed to. And when the guys left, he quickly got dressed, put on his skates and ran out into the yard. Teal skates in the snow, chirp! And he doesn’t know how to ride properly! I drove up to the hill.
“Oh,” he says, “it turned out to be a good slide!” I'll jump now.
Vovka and I were sitting at home because we broke the sugar bowl. Mom left, and Kotka came to us and said:
- Let's play something.
“Let’s hide and seek,” I say.
- Wow, there’s nowhere to hide here! - says Kotka.
- Why - nowhere? I will hide in such a way that you will never find me. You just need to show resourcefulness.
In the fall, when the first frost hit and the ground immediately froze almost a whole finger, no one believed that winter had already begun. Everyone thought that it would soon be fun again, but Mishka, Kostya, and I decided that now was the time to start making a skating rink. In our yard we had a garden, not a garden, but, you don’t understand what, just two flower beds, and around there is a lawn with grass, and all this is fenced off with a fence. We decided to make a skating rink in this garden, because in winter the flower beds are not visible to anyone anyway.
PART I Chapter first. Dunno is dreaming
Some readers have probably already read the book "The Adventures of Dunno and His Friends." This book tells about a fabulous country in which babies and toddlers lived, that is, tiny boys and girls, or, as they were otherwise called, shorties. This is the short little kid that Dunno was. He lived in Flower City, on Kolokolchikov Street, together with his friends Znayka, Toropyzhka, Rasteryaika, mechanics Vintik and Shpuntik, musician Guslya, artist Tube, Doctor Pilyulkin and many others. The book tells how Dunno and his friends traveled to hot-air balloon, visited the Green City and the city of Zmeevka, about what they saw and what they learned. Returning from the trip, Znayka and his friends got to work: they began to build a bridge across the Ogurtsovaya River, a reed water supply system and fountains, which they saw in the Green City.
PART I Chapter first. How Znayka defeated Professor Zvezdochkin
Two and a half years have passed since Dunno traveled to the Sunny City. Although for you and me this is not so much, but for little runts, two and a half years is a very long time. After listening to the stories of Dunno, Knopochka and Pachkuli Pestrenky, many of the shorties also made a trip to the Sunny City, and when they returned, they decided to make some improvements at home. Flower City has changed since then so much that it is now unrecognizable. Many new, large and very beautiful houses appeared in it. According to the design of the architect Vertibutylkin, even two revolving buildings were built on Kolokolchikov Street. One five-story tower type, with a spiral descent and a swimming pool around (by going down the spiral descent, you could dive straight into the water), another six-story, with swinging balconies, a parachute tower and a ferris wheel on the roof.
Mishka and I asked to be enrolled in the same brigade. We agreed back in the city that we would work together and fish together. We had everything in common: shovels and fishing rods.
One day Pavlik took Kotka with him to the river to fish. But that day they were unlucky: the fish didn’t bite at all. But when they walked back, they climbed into the collective farm garden and filled their pockets full of cucumbers. The collective farm watchman noticed them and blew his whistle. They run away from him. On the way home, Pavlik thought that he wouldn’t get it at home for climbing into other people’s gardens. And he gave his cucumbers to Kotka.
The cat came home happy:
- Mom, I brought you cucumbers!
Mom looked, and his pockets were full of cucumbers, and there were cucumbers in his bosom, and in his hands there were two more large cucumbers.
-Where did you get them? - says mom.
- In the garden.
Chapter first. SHORTIES FROM FLOWER CITY
In one fairy-tale city there lived short people. They were called shorties because they were very small. Each short one was the size of a small cucumber. It was very beautiful in their city. Flowers grew around every house: daisies, daisies, dandelions. There, even the streets were named after flowers: Kolokolchikov Street, Daisies Alley, Vasilkov Boulevard. And the city itself was called the Flower City. He stood on the bank of a stream.
Tolya was in a hurry because he promised his friend to come by ten o’clock in the morning, but it was already much longer, since Tolya, due to his disorganization, was late at home and did not manage to leave on time.
Works are divided into pagesThe children of our country get acquainted with the works of the famous children's writer Nikolai Nikolaevich Nosov (1908-1976) early age. “Live Hat”, “Bobik visiting Barbos”, “Putty” - these and many other funny ones children's stories by Nosov I want to re-read it again and again. Stories by N. Nosov describe the daily life of the most ordinary girls and boys. Moreover, it was done very simply and unobtrusively, interesting and funny. Many children recognize themselves in some actions, even the most unexpected and funny ones.
When will you read Nosov's stories, then you will understand how much each of them is imbued with tenderness and love for their heroes. No matter how badly they behave, no matter what they come up with, he tells us about it without any reproach or anger. On the contrary, attention and care, wonderful humor and a wonderful understanding of the child’s soul fill every small work.
Nosov's stories are classics of children's literature. It’s impossible to read stories about the antics of Mishka and other guys without smiling. And who among us in our youth and childhood did not read wonderful stories about Dunno?
Modern kids read and watch them with great pleasure.
Nosov's stories for children published in many of the most famous publications for children of different ages. The realism and simplicity of the story still attract the attention of young readers. “Merry Family”, “The Adventures of Dunno and His Friends”, “Dreamers” - these stories by Nikolai Nosov are remembered for life. Nosov's stories for children They are distinguished by natural and lively language, brightness and extraordinary emotionality. They are taught to be very careful about their daily behavior, especially in relation to their friends and loved ones. On our Internet portal you can see online list of Nosov's stories, and absolutely enjoy reading them for free.
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