Let the grandmothers on the benches continue to grumble that the youth has deteriorated, you and I know that books never came out of their fashion. And the advent of smartphones and the Internet did not reduce their popularity, but made them more accessible. Fiction, romance, crazy adventures, or prose about heroes that seem to be written off from readers - these genres continue to be popular with teenagers.
TOP 10 interesting books - a list of the best books for teenagersTraditionally, such lists include works of classics. Their importance is undeniable. But adolescence is a time of rebellion against society. This means that not all books of the school curriculum fall into the list of favorites. According to the guys themselves, the TOP-10 includes:
Interest in independent reading usually appears at the age of 12-13. The development of "relationships" with literature depends on the correctly chosen book.
- "The Secret of the Third Planet", Kir Bulychev.
The book about the incredible adventures in space by Alisa Selezneva became for many the beginning of a great love for the science fiction genre. What secret does the Govorun bird keep? Who is Veselchak U? And who will save the heroes from the trap? 
- Roni the Robber's Daughter by Astrid Lindgren.
Brave Roni is the pride of her father, chieftain of the robbers Mattis. The gang lives in half of the castle, split by lightning. In the other half, their sworn enemies settled - Borka's gang. And no one could imagine what the acquaintance of Roni with the cocky son of the ataman Birk would lead to ... 
- Howl's Moving Castle, Diana W. Jones.
The fantasy novel became the mainstay of the anime that broke records in box office. A fairy tale about Sophie, who lives in a magical world with witches, mermaids and talking dogs, immerses teenagers in a world of adventure. It has a place for riddles, magic and many other fascinating things. 
- "Monster High" by Lisey Harrison.
The Carver family moves to an American town in the outback with an unusual daughter, Melody. What does it have to do with the monster invasion? 
- Chasodei, Natalya Shcherba.
Time is not subject to the will of man, but not watchmakers who have a special gift. A series of books begins with the fact that the keykeepers, along with the main character Vasilisa, end up in an ordinary children's camp. The task set is very serious - to prevent the collision of the two worlds. Will they succeed? 
At the age of 14, children's fairy tales already seem too simple and naive, but the interest in adventure remains the same. Many books have been written for this age, of which we have selected the top five.
- "Thirteenth edition", Olga Lukas.
There is an unusual office in St. Petersburg in which people disinterestedly fulfill desires. Who are they, how do they do it, and why can you pay with your soul for a cherished desire? Look for the answers in the book. 
- "Polyanna", Eleanor Porter.
This book has attracted several generations with its kindness and simple truths. The story about an orphan girl who looks for only the good in everything can become a real psychotherapy in difficult times and teach you to appreciate what you have. 
- "Drafts", Tatyana Levanova.
Masha Nekrasova - Draft, that is, a traveler between worlds. Helping others to cope with problems, the girl herself gets into trouble. She is mistaken for a "thoughtful" who has connected to the Labyrinth of Illusions. To survive and escape, Masha will have to do the incredible - to find the mythical Lord of Illusions. 
- Methodius Buslaev, Dmitry Emets.
Meth is a twelve-year-old guy who is destined to become the lord of darkness. However, the appearance of the guardian of the light Daphne changes his plans for the future. There is a long road ahead of trials in which he will choose his side. Despite such a serious plot, the book is replete with ironic dialogues. 
- "The Neverending Story" or "The Neverending Book", Michael Ende.
The reader's journey through the land of Fantasy will be an amazing epic that captures with his head. With all the fabulousness, in history there is a place for betrayal, drama and cruelty. However, she teaches masculinity, love and kindness. See for yourself. 
At the age of 15, youthful maximalism reaches its peak and it seems to teenagers that the whole world has turned against them. Books in which the characters face the same problems and questions help you understand that you are not alone.
- Turn it up, Joe Meno.
Who said youth is beautiful? Brian Oswald will not agree with you, because his life is full of problems. How to dye your hair pink, combine singing in church and love for punk rock, what to do with feelings for fat Gretchen? And most importantly, how to find yourself in all this? 
- Anne-Marie's Diary by Michel Quast.
It would seem that there is a huge gap between the reader and the heroine - she keeps her diary in 1959. However, all the same eternal questions of love and friendship, problems with parents and others that have remained relevant in our time are raised. Anna's story will help find answers to many of them. 
- "Princes in Exile", Mark Schreiber.
Ryan Rafferty has cancer. But this book is not about miraculous healings and other miracles. It will only show you that the heroes have the same problems as ordinary people. Just under the yoke of the disease, they have become aggravated and are experienced much more strongly. "Princes in Exile" teaches us that everything can be overcome if you do not give up. 
- "XXS", Kim Kaspari.
The main character is a typical teenage girl. In her diary, in a frank, and sometimes even cruel form, questions of finding oneself among daily stress and constant problems are raised. 
- "Me, my friends and heroin" by Christiane Felscherinou.
It all started at the age of 12 with "harmless" weed. At 13, she was already earning money by prostitution for another dose of heroin. Christina tells her terrible story to convey that the problem of drug addiction is much closer than it seems. 
Girls are gentle creatures who love stories about love and princes. However, the title of "weaker sex" is difficult to apply. After all, they, along with the boys, go on adventures, take on the solution of difficulties and problems. It is these heroines that teenage girls like to see in their favorite books. And that's exactly what they will meet in this collection:
It is believed that boys develop more slowly than girls. But this does not mean that they are only interested in battles, heroism and travel. The search for answers to life's questions occupies them no less. The TOP 10 best books for boys will give them the answers they need, "wrapped" in a fascinating plot shell.
- "Kostya + Nika", Tamara Kryukova.
- "Wild Dog Dingo, or The Tale of First Love" by Reuben Fraerman.
- "The Little Lady of the Big House" by Jack London.
- "The Fault in Our Stars" by John Green.
- "Three meters above the sky", Federico Moccia.
- "Knights of Forty Islands", Sergey Lukyanenko.
- "The Witcher's Saga" by Andrzej Sapkowski.
- "Divergent", Veronica Roth.
- The Mortal Instruments, Cassandra Clare.
- "Flowers for Algernon" by Daniel Keyes.
- "Before I Fall" by Lauren Oliver.
- The Lovely Bones, Ellis Sebold.
- Vampire Academy, Richelle Mead.
- "Timeless", Kerstin Gere.
- "It's Good to Be Quiet" by Stephen Chbosky.
The most demanding, attentive and serious audience is the youth. Determining their own priorities, interests and desires in the process of growing up, the guys are looking for kindred spirits on the pages of works, saturating their lives with adventures and experiences, sometimes even identifying themselves with the main characters.
Modern teenage literature is no longer children's books about first school love and problematic relationships with parents. Most of the novels raise the adult problems of very young people. And such books can teach a lot not only to the younger generation, but even to omniscient adults.
What have teenagers been reading for the past decade? Children over 14 are no longer interested in encyclopedias and fairy tales, fantasy, historical adventure works, detective stories ... and, of course, popular books by modern authors become closer and more understandable.
Fifteen-year-old Charlie struggles to cope with the suicide of his friend, Michael. In order to somehow get rid of anxiety and depression, he begins to write letters to a stranger, a good person whom he has never met in person. At school, Charlie unexpectedly finds a mentor in the form of an English teacher, and friends, classmate Patrick and his half-sister Sam. For the first time, Charlie decides to start a new life. He goes on a first date, kisses a girl for the first time, makes and loses friends, experiments with drugs and drinking, participates in the play "Ricky Horor" and even writes his own music.
Charlie lives a relatively quiet and stable home life. But a disturbing family secret that has affected his entire life makes itself felt towards the end of the school year. Charlie is trying to get out of his head and into the real world, but the fight is getting harder.
2. "We're Expired" by Stace Kramer
Virginia is 17 years old and has everything a girl can dream of. She is young, beautiful, smart, going to Yale University, she has a boyfriend Scott, best friend Olivia, kind and loving parents. But at the prom, Virginia finds out that Scott is leaving her. Pretty drunk, in a fit of anger, she gets behind the wheel of a car and gets into a terrible accident. The girl remains alive, but both of her legs are amputated. So in an instant, the fabulous life of Virginia turns into a real hell. And the girl is increasingly thinking whether it is worth living like this at all?
3. "The Lovely Bones" by Alice Sebold The life of an ordinary American Salmon family is turned upside down in an instant when Susie, the eldest daughter, is brutally and unjustly killed by a maniac.One December afternoon, on her way home from school, the girl accidentally ran into her killer. She was lured into an underground hiding place, raped and killed. Now Susie is in heaven, she is watching the inhabitants of her city, who enjoy life while they are alive. But the girl is not ready to leave forever, because she knows the name of the criminal, but her family does not. Susie clings desperately to her life and watches in dismay as her family and friends try to survive. What worries Susie even more is the fact that the killer still lives near them.
This is a tragic and instructive story of Alice - a girl who, at a very young age, plunged into the destructive world of drugs.
It started when Alice was slipped a soft drink mixed with LSD. Over the next month, she lost her comfortable home and loving family and replaced them with city streets and drugs. They robbed her of her innocence, her youth...and, ultimately, her life.
Hazel Lancaster was diagnosed with lung cancer at a young age. She believes that she should come to terms with the way her life has become. But then, by chance, she meets a young man named Augustus Waters, who managed to overcome cancer a few years ago. When Hazel, in his sarcastic tone, tries to interrupt Augustus's attempts to meet, he realizes that he has found the girl he has been looking for all his life. Despite the terrible diagnosis, young people enjoy every new day and try to fulfill Hazel's dream - to meet her favorite writer. They cross the ocean and travel to Amsterdam for this meeting to take place. And although this acquaintance is not quite what they expected, in this city young people find their love. Perhaps the last in life.
For sixteen-year-old Dan Crawford, New Hampshire Prep is more than a summer program, it's a lifeline. Being an outcast at his school, Dan is excited about the opportunity to make friends during the summer program. But when he arrives at college, Dan finds out that his dorm is a former asylum, better known as a last resort for the criminally insane.
As Dan and his new friends, Abby and Jordan, explore the hidden recesses of their spooky summer house, they soon discover, it's no coincidence, that the three of them ended up here. This hideout holds the key to a terrifying past, and there are some secrets that don't want to be buried.
For the school's most popular high school student, Samantha Kingston, February 12th - "Cupid's Day" - promises to turn into one big party: Valentine's Day, roses, gifts and privileges that you get if you are at the top of the social pyramid. And this lasted until Samantha died in a terrible accident that night. However, she, as if nothing had happened, wakes up the next morning. In fact, Sam lives the last day of her life seven times until she realizes that even the slightest change in her last day can affect other people's lives much more than she previously thought.
This is a story about the life of ordinary New York teenagers, written by a seventeen-year-old boy. Children who are bought off by rich parents with money, party in luxurious mansions and know no other entertainment than drugs and sex, which leads to tragic and shocking consequences.
In order not to get into such situations, you should definitely read books about sex for teenagers.
A young man named Smoker lives in a boarding school for disabled children. When he is transferred to a new group, he begins to understand that this is not just a boarding school, but a building filled with terrible secrets and mysticism. The Smoker learns that all the inhabitants of the castle, even the educators and directors, do not have names, only nicknames. It turns out that there is a parallel world and some children can freely move there. A year before his graduation, the guy begins to experience fear of the real world, which is located outside the walls of this house. He is oppressed by the most important question: stay or go? Leave for the real world or a parallel one, even if not forever?
The reader will have to decide for himself whether this House is really magical, or is it just the imagination of children?
Guy Montag is a firefighter. His job is to burn books that are forbidden and are the source of all strife and trouble. Even so, Montag is unhappy. Disagreements in a marriage hidden in the house of a book... The mechanical dog of the Fire Department, armed with a lethal injection, escorted by helicopters, is ready to hunt down all dissidents who challenge society and the system. And Guy feels like he's being watched, waiting for him to make a wrong move. But is it worth fighting for life in a society that has already ruined itself a long time ago?
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A list of fun books for 10-12 year olds compiled by a 6th grader for peers.
I'm in the 6th grade. We have 30 people in the class, 25 of whom do not read. And in many respects it is the fault of adults. From personal experience, I know that parents give their children (my age) The Three Musketeers, books about Indians, Jules Verne, and many other books that they remember from childhood. And they are outraged that the children are not interested. But these books are unlikely to interest teenagers. Sorry, but they are boring. They can be safely postponed until tomorrow or for a week, and it doesn’t really matter what happens next. And some are simply given a certain number of pages a day, and the child quickly tries to get rid of them in order to sit down at a computer or TV.
Parents are also sure that modern books are all superficial, disposable and it is almost a shame to read them. In fact, they are wrong. In recent years, a lot of books have appeared that are much more fascinating and at the same time just as valuable from a literary point of view, as those that parents remember from their childhood. And such books are published that are known and loved in the world for many years, and we have them only now.
I won't be smart about recommending contemporary books that have won critics' and librarians' awards. I want to recommend books that I vouch for. They pull you in and don't let go until the last page. I didn’t specifically include science fiction in my list, because a person will come to this genre on his own, but starting with science fiction, he can get hung up on it, and nothing else will be interesting to him.
So, a list of books that are more likely to become interesting for a person 10-12 years old than those recommended by a parent or (unfortunately) a district librarian.
Anders Jakobsson, Soren Olsson "Bert's Diary"
The book tells a funny story about eleven-year-old Bert, who describes his problems and experiences in his diary.
Stephen and Lucy Hawking "George and the Mysteries of the Universe" (and sequels)
The book is about the boy George and his friends, who, with the help of a supercomputer, learn the secrets of the cosmos, it is written in an easy and simple way about complex topics)
Timo Parvela "Ella in First Grade" (and sequel)
Ella and her friends find themselves in funny situations on every page, reading it is impossible not to laugh.
Klaus Hagerup "Markus and Diana" (and sequels)
Marcus is a shy teenager who constantly falls in love and gets into difficult, awkward situations.
Marie-Aude Murray "Oh, boy!"
A more serious book about the relationship of people who are completely different from each other, whom fate pushed together to save each other in a difficult period of life for them.
Katherine Paterson "Gorgeous Gilly Hopkins"
A story about a difficult girl who outwardly is a fighter, a liar, a thief, but inside she is vulnerable, kind, dreaming of a House in which she will be truly loved.
Terence Blacker "I Bet It's a Boy"
The protagonist is forced to move to a new school under the guise of a girl, where he constantly finds himself in difficult and at the same time funny situations.
Jacqueline Wilson - all books (easy reading for girls)
Her books are life-affirming, modern, telling about teenage girls, about their problems and ways to solve them.
Karen Harutyunyants "I plus everything"
A book about the life of eleven-year-old Gosha, full of bright events.
Andrey Zhvalevsky, Evgenia Pasternak "Time is always good"
Olya - a girl from the future falls into the past, Vitya - a boy from the past, falls into her time, at first everything seems terrible and incomprehensible to them, but they will cope with everything and understand that time is always good.
Valery Voskoboinikov "Everything will be all right"
A bright, funny book about the boy Volodya and his friends, about the joys, problems and adventures that happen to them and around them.
Stanislav Vostokov "The trees make the wind"
A very funny book about six-year-old children who think about the meaning of life, about the composition of poems according to the method of Chinese poet-monks, and why lumps are added to semolina ...
Zhvalevsky, Mytko "Here you will not be harmed"
A very funny book that pleases with every page. It is not recommended to read in the subway (outbursts of hysterical laughter are possible).
Plus, I advise parents to read some wonderful books that they will definitely like (if you take a child in a children's library, take these for yourself):
Albert Likhanov - everything, if someone has not read
His books are about eternal themes - good and evil, courage and cowardice, hopes, dreams, actions that bring pain to someone, happiness to someone, about the difficult choice of one's life path)
Christine Nestlinger "Fly Maybug"
Spring 1945, a German family in Vienna, a family that hates war, Hitler, is trying to survive when the Nazis fled and the Russians came...
Haitani Kenjiro "Rabbit Gaze"
(a very emotional book about a young teacher who is trying to find everything good in every student of her difficult class, to teach children and adults kindness, friendship and tolerance.
David Amond "Skellig"
Skellig is a charismatic, tired angel. Michael is a teenager who moves with his parents and newborn sister to a new home. Mina is his new, unusual girlfriend. Their stories intertwine and they save each other.
Pennak "Like a Novel"
It contains the whole truth about why teenagers don't read.
P.S. I know the advice is to read the classic, time-tested books, but these tips won't help anyone. To enjoy "Dubrovsky" you need to love to read, and to love to read you need to start with fascinating books, from which you will not tear yourself away from your computer or TV. Then, when a person is imbued with reading, he will be interested in deeper literature. And it’s very difficult to get interested at 10-12 years old, so I chose those books that can help with this. 15.02.2015 20:25:19, VarvaraVarvara
An excellent list, I myself love the theme of the Indians and everything connected with them. True, for the most part I prefer the perception of information in video format through films. By the way, a good selection of films about Indians [link-1] 04/18/2018 02:42:45 PM, kriptonit
39 keys (series)
Each book in the series is written by a different author. only the first and last - the main books of the cycle - were written by Rick Riordan. The series is known for its unusual and intricate plot. The action of each book takes place in different countries and reveals the secrets of the most famous historical figures. The main characters, brother and sister Amy and Dan Cahila, solve difficult problems to find 39 keys, the owner of which can subjugate the whole world.
Jura (series)
Historical Cossack stories told by a living classic of Ukrainian children's literature Volodymyr Rutkovsky.
Defeating fate
The book tells about the first half of the 17th century, when Ukraine suffered from Tatar raids. Brothers Ivan and Yuras find themselves in different parts of the long-suffering world. Being in a foreign land - one in China, the second - in Turkey, the brothers do not forget the happiness that a loving father and affectionate mother gave them, and although foreign customs and faith should have killed this memory, the call of their native land is stronger. The brothers overcome all obstacles until they meet on opposite sides of the hostile camps in order to follow the path of the liberation struggle together.
Diary of Adrian Mole
13-year-old Adrian Mole has so many torments that peers never dreamed of. Acne, health problems, difficult relationships between parents, rejection of his poetry - and that's not all. The boy decides to keep a diary in which he describes all his problems.
Teen Wolf Adventures (series)
The English writer Dee Toft told the story of the friendship between a teenager Nat Ufwer and a wolven Woody - a half-boy, half-wolf.
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sea wolf
In Jack London's book, children will get acquainted with Indian culture and its traditional concepts of honor and duty.
Valley of Terror
The stories of Sherlock Holmes are interesting for both children and adults. This time, the famous detective receives an encrypted letter about the danger that looms over a certain Mr. Douglas from Birlstone. Holmes failed to prevent the event and undertakes to investigate this incident.
A dog named Mani or the alphabet of money
Kira finds an injured dog. Turns out he can talk! The dog responds to the nickname Mani and knows everything about money. Very soon, Kira, listening to Mani's advice, becomes a real financial expert herself and helps others manage their money properly. One of the best from financial consultant, writer and businessman Bodo Schaefer teaches children the right attitude towards money. But it will also come in handy for adults who want to heed the advice and make their lives free from financial worries.
The Chronicles of Narnia (series)
Seven fantasy books follow the adventures of four brothers and sisters in a magical land, the entrance to which they found in a closet.
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Bullfighters from Vasyukovka
Adventure story by Ukrainian writer Vsevolod Nestaiko. The main characters of the book are simple schoolchildren from the village of Vasyukovka - Pavlusha Zavgorodniy and Yava Ren. Daredevil Java and the more calm and reasonable Pavlusha are united by a sincere desire to become famous all over the world. To do this, throughout the trilogy they are trying to become bullfighters, catch foreign spies from their village, conquer Kyiv and much more. The main message of the book is true friendship, self-sacrifice, readiness to help a person in need.
Mistress Chaika class
The book tells about what is interesting for teenagers: about the difficulties of their age, about the problems at school and at home, but above all - about the first feelings and disappointments. The protagonists of the novel learn the complex art of accepting another person with all his shortcomings and at the end learn the price of friendship.
20 thousand leagues under the sea
Science fiction adventure novel by Jules Verne. In the second half of the 19th century, in the seas and oceans, an unusual object began to fall into the eyes of sailors - an object larger than a whale and with incredible speed. Newspapers, followed by scientists around the world, immediately became interested in the "sea monster". But fortune smiled only at Professor Aronax, who, with his servant Conseil and harpooner Ned Land, gets on board the unusual and only submarine in the world at that time, the Nautilus. The heroes of the novel, together with the captain and crew of the boat, set off on a round-the-world journey 20,000 leagues under water.
Adventure Electronics
The book tells about the adventures of an electronic boy, his friend and double Sergei Syroezhkin, the Rarest Electronic Dog, a girl named Elektronichka and their friends.
Ann Shirley (series)
Ann Shirley is an 11-year-old girl who ends up in an orphanage with a small family on Greengable Farm.
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Humoresques by Pavel Glazovoy
At recess, Marik says to me:
Let's get out of class. Look how good it is outside!
What if Aunt Dasha delays with briefcases?
Throw your briefcases out the window.
We looked out the window: near the wall it was dry, and a little further away there was a huge puddle. Don't throw your portfolios into the puddle! We removed the straps from our trousers, tied them together, and carefully lowered our briefcases over them. At this time, the bell rang. The teacher entered. I had to sit down. The lesson has begun. Rain poured outside the window. Marik writes me a note: "Our notebooks are gone"
I answer him: "Our notebooks are gone"
He writes to me: "What shall we do?"
I answer him: "What are we going to do?"
Suddenly they call me to the blackboard.
I can’t, I say, I can go to the blackboard.
“How, - I think, - to go without a belt?”
Go, go, I will help you, - says the teacher.
You don't need to help me.
Did you happen to get sick?
I'm sick, I say.
How about 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 put in a two.
He opens the magazine and gives me a F, and I think about my notebook, which is now getting wet in the rain.
The teacher gave me a deuce and calmly says this:
You are strange today...
How I sat under the deskOnly the teacher turned away to the blackboard, and I once - and under the desk. When the teacher notices that I have disappeared, he will be terribly surprised, probably.
I wonder what he'll think? He will ask everyone where I have gone - that will be laughter! Half a lesson has already passed, and I'm still sitting. “When, I think, will he see that I am not in the class?” And it's hard to sit under the desk. My back even hurt. Try to sit like this! I coughed - no attention. I can't sit anymore. Moreover, Seryozhka pokes me in the back with his foot all the time. I couldn't stand it. Didn't make it to the end of the lesson. I get out and say:
Excuse me, Pyotr Petrovich...
The teacher asks:
What's the matter? Do you want to board?
No, excuse me, I was sitting under the desk...
Well, how comfortable to sit there, under the desk? You were very quiet today. That's the way it's always been in class.
When Goga started going to first grade, he knew only two letters: O - a circle and T - a hammer. And that's it. I didn't know any other letters. And he couldn't read.
Grandmother tried to teach him, but he immediately came up with a trick:
Now, now, granny, I'll wash the dishes for you.
And he immediately ran to the kitchen to wash the dishes. And the old grandmother forgot about her studies and even bought him gifts for helping with the household. And Gogin's parents were on a long business trip and hoped for a grandmother. And of course, they did not know that their son had not yet learned to read. But Goga often washed the floor and dishes, went for bread, and his grandmother praised him in every possible way in letters to his parents. And read 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 right 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 that it doesn't blow.
I'm so dizzy that I'm probably about to fall...
He pretended so skillfully that one day his teacher sent him to the doctor. The doctor asked:
How is your health?
Bad, - said Goga.
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 lightly pushed Goga to the exit. Goga never pretended to be sick again, but he continued to evade.
And the efforts of classmates did not lead to anything. First, Masha, an excellent student, was attached to him.
Let's study seriously, - Masha told him.
When? Goga asked.
Yeah right now.
Now I will come, - said Goga.
And he left and didn't come back.
Then Grisha, an excellent student, was attached to him. They stayed in the classroom. But as soon as Grisha opened the primer, Goga reached under the desk.
Where are you going? - asked Grisha.
Come here, - called Goga.
And here no one will interfere with us.
Yah you! - Grisha, of course, was offended and immediately left.
No one else was attached to him.
As time went. He dodged.
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 that she brought to her child.
Now every evening, - she said, - I will read aloud this wonderful book to my son.
Grandma said:
Yes, yes, I also read interesting books aloud to Gogochka every evening.
But the father said:
You really shouldn't have done it. Our Gogochka has grown lazy to such an extent that he cannot read a single line. I ask everyone to leave for the meeting.
And dad, along with grandma 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 even dangled his legs with pleasure and almost spat on the carpet.
But he didn't know what the meeting was! What did they decide!
So Mom read him a page and a half after the meeting. And he, dangling his legs, naively imagined that this would continue to continue. But when mom stopped at the most interesting place, he became worried again.
And when she handed him the book, he became even more excited.
He immediately suggested:
Come on, Mommy, I'll wash the dishes.
And he ran to wash the dishes.
He ran to his father.
The father strictly told him never to make such requests to him again.
He slipped 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 back to his grandmother. But she again dropped it from her hands. No, she had never fallen asleep so quickly in her chair before! “Is it really,” thought Goga, “is she sleeping, or was she instructed at the meeting to pretend? Goga pulled her, shook her, but grandmother did not even think of waking up.
In desperation, he sat down on the floor and looked at the pictures. But from the pictures it was difficult to understand what was going on there.
He brought the book to class. But classmates refused to read to him. Even more than that: Masha immediately left, and Grisha defiantly crawled under the desk.
Goga stuck to a high school student, but he flicked his nose and laughed.
That's what a home meeting means!
That's what the public means!
He soon read the whole book and many other books, but out of habit he never forgot to go out for bread, wash the floor or wash the dishes.
That's what's interesting!
Who is surprisedTanya is not surprised by anything. She always says: "That's not surprising!" Even if it's surprising. 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.
“Think! So what? It's not surprising!"
I tried my best to surprise her. But he couldn't be surprised. No matter how much I tried.
I hit a sparrow from a slingshot.
He learned to walk on his hands, to whistle with one finger in his mouth.
She saw it all. But she wasn't surprised.
I tried my best. What I didn't do! He climbed trees, walked without a hat in winter ...
She wasn't surprised at all.
And one day I just went out into the yard with a book. Sat down on a bench. And began to read.
I didn't even see Tanya. And she says:
Marvelous! That would not have thought! He reads!
PrizeWe made the original costumes - no one else will have them! I will be a horse, and Vovka a knight. The only bad thing is that he should 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 rides me a little, and then he gets down and leads behind him, like horses are led by the bridle. And so we went to the carnival. They came to the club in ordinary costumes, and then changed and went out into the hall. I mean, we moved in. I crawled on all fours. And Vovka was sitting on my back. True, Vovka helped me - he touched the floor with his feet. But it still wasn't easy for me.
And I haven't seen anything yet. I was wearing a horse mask. I couldn't see anything at all, even though there were holes in the mask for the eyes. But they were somewhere on the forehead. I crawled in the dark.
Bumped into someone's legs. He ran into a convoy twice. Sometimes I shook my head, then the mask moved out, and I saw the light. But for a moment. And then it's dark again. I couldn't keep shaking my head!
I saw the light for a moment. And Vovka didn’t see anything at all. And all the time he asked me what was ahead. And asked to crawl more carefully. And so I crawled carefully. I didn't see anything myself. How could I know what was ahead! Someone stepped on my arm. I stopped right now. And he refused to move on. I told Vovka:
Enough. Get off.
Vovka probably liked the ride, and he didn't want to get off. He said it's still 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 could not see anything.
I offered to take off the masks and look at the carnival, and then put on the masks again. But Vovka said:
Then we will be recognized.
It's probably fun here, - I said. - Only we don't see anything ...
But Vovka walked in silence. He was determined to endure to the end. Get first prize.
My knees hurt. I said:
I will now sit on the floor.
Can horses sit? - said Vovka. - You're crazy! You are a horse!
I am not a horse, I said. You are a horse yourself.
No, you're a horse, - answered Vovka. - Otherwise we won't get a bonus.
So be it, - I said. - I'm tired.
Be patient, - said Vovka.
I crawled up to the wall, leaned against it and sat on the floor.
You are sitting? - asked Vovka.
I'm sitting, I said.
Well, okay, - Vovka agreed. - You can still sit on the floor. Just don't sit on a chair. Do you understand? A horse - and suddenly on a chair! ..
Music blared all around, laughing.
I asked:
Will it end soon?
Be patient, - said Vovka, - probably soon ...
Vovka also could not stand it. Sat on the sofa. I sat next to him. Then Vovka fell asleep on the couch. And I fell asleep too.
Then they woke us up and gave us a bonus.
In the closetBefore 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 sat in the closet, waited for the start of the lesson and did not notice myself how I fell asleep.
I wake up - the class is quiet. I look through the crack - no one is there. He pushed the door, and it was closed. So I slept through the whole lesson. Everyone went home, and they locked me in the closet.
Stuffy in the closet and dark as night. I was scared, I started screaming:
Eee! I'm in the closet! Help!
Listened - silence all around.
ABOUT! Comrades! I'm in the closet!
I hear someone's steps. Someone is coming.
Who is yelling here?
I immediately recognized Aunt Nyusha, the cleaner.
I rejoiced, I shout:
Aunt Nyusha, I'm here!
Where are you, dear?
I'm in the closet! In the closet!
How did you, dear, get there?
I'm in the closet, grandma!
So I hear that you're in the closet. So what do you want?
I was locked in a closet. Oh, grandma!
Aunt Nyusha left. Silence again. She must have gone for the key.
Pal Palych tapped on the cabinet with his finger.
There is no one there, - said Pal Palych.
How not. Yes, - said Aunt Nyusha.
Well, where is he? - said Pal Palych and knocked again on the cabinet.
I was afraid that everyone would leave, I would stay in the closet, and I shouted with all my might:
I'm here!
Who are you? asked Pal Palych.
I... Tsypkin...
Why did you climb up there, Tsypkin?
They locked me up... I didn't get in...
Um... He's locked up! But he didn't get in! Did you see? What wizards in our school! They do not climb into the closet while 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 for the key, but Pal Palych remained. He sat down on a chair nearby and waited. I saw his face through the crack. He was very angry. He lit up and said:
Well! That's where the prank comes in. Tell me honestly: why are you in the closet?
I really wanted to disappear from the closet. They open the closet, but I'm not there. As if I had never been there. They will ask me: “Were you in the closet?” I'll say, "I didn't." They will say to me: “Who was there?” I'll say, "I don't know."
But that only happens in fairy tales! Surely tomorrow mom will be called ... Your son, they will say, climbed into the closet, slept there all the lessons, and all that ... as if it’s comfortable for me to sleep here! My legs hurt, my back hurts. One pain! What was my answer?
I was silent.
Are you alive there? asked Pal Palych.
Well, sit down, they will open soon ...
I am sitting...
So ... - said Pal Palych. - So you will answer me, why did you climb into this closet?
Who? Tsypkin? In the closet? Why?
I wanted to disappear again.
The director asked:
Tsypkin, are you?
I sighed heavily. I just couldn't answer anymore.
Aunt Nyusha said:
The class leader took the key.
Break open the door, - said the director.
I felt the door being broken - the closet shook, I hit my forehead painfully. I was afraid that the cabinet would fall, and I cried. I rested my hands on 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 tell us what that means.
I didn't move. I was scared.
Why is he worth it? the director asked.
They took me out of the closet.
I was silent all the time.
I didn't know what to say.
I just wanted to meow. But how would I put it...
carousel in the headBy the end of the school year, I asked my father to buy me a two-wheeled bicycle, a battery-powered submachine gun, a battery-powered airplane, a flying helicopter, and table hockey.
I so want to have these things! - I said to my father. - They are constantly spinning in my head like a carousel, and this makes my head spin so much that it is difficult to stay on my feet.
Hold on, - said the father, - do not fall and write all these things on a piece of paper for me so that I do not forget.
But why write, they already sit firmly in my head.
Write, - said the father, - it doesn't cost you anything.
In general, it costs nothing, - I said, - just an extra hassle. - And I wrote in large letters on the whole sheet:
WILISAPET
GUN-GUN
VIRTALET
Then I thought about it and decided to write “ice cream” again, went to the window, looked at the sign opposite and added:
ICE CREAM
Father read and says:
I'll buy you ice cream for now, and wait for the rest.
I thought he had no time now, and I ask:
Until what time?
Until better times.
Until what?
Until next year ends.
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 like words have legs!
And I've already bought ice cream a hundred times.
BetballToday you should not go outside - today is a game ... - said dad mysteriously, looking out the window.
Which? I asked from behind my father's back.
Wetball, - he answered even more mysteriously and put me on the windowsill.
A-ah-ah ... - I drawled.
Apparently, dad guessed that I did not understand anything, and began to explain.
Vetball is football, only trees play it, and the wind is driven instead of the ball. We say - a hurricane or a storm, and they are a wetball. Look how the birch trees rustled - they are giving them poplars ... Wow! How they swayed - it is clear that they conceded a goal, they could not hold the wind with branches ... Well, another pass! Dangerous moment...
Dad spoke just like a real commentator, and I, spellbound, looked out into the street and thought that vetball would probably give 100 points ahead to any football, basketball and even handball! Although I didn't fully understand the meaning of the latter...
BreakfastActually, I love breakfast. Especially if mom cooks sausage or cheese sandwiches instead of porridge. But sometimes you want something unusual. For example, today or yesterday. I once asked my mother for today, but she looked at me in surprise and offered an afternoon snack.
No, - I say, - I would just like today. Well, or yesterday, at worst ...
Yesterday there was soup for lunch ... - Mom was confused. - Would you like to warm up?
In general, I did not understand anything.
And I myself don’t really understand how these today’s and yesterday’s look and what they taste like. Maybe yesterday's people really do taste like yesterday's soup. But what then is the taste of today? Probably something today. Breakfast, for example. On the other hand, why are breakfasts so called? Well, that is, if according to the rules, then breakfast should be called today, because they cooked 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 it will become yesterday.
So would you like porridge or soup? she asked carefully.
How the boy Yasha ate badlyYasha was good to everyone, he just ate badly. All the time with concerts. Either mom sings to him, or dad shows tricks. And he gets along:
- Don't want.
Mom says:
- Yasha, eat porridge.
- Don't want.
Papa says:
- Yasha, drink juice!
- Don't want.
Mom and dad got tired of persuading him every time. And then my mother read in one scientific pedagogical book that children should not be persuaded to eat. It is necessary to put a plate of porridge in front of them and wait for them to get hungry and eat everything.
They put, put plates in front of Yasha, but he does not eat and does not eat anything. He doesn't eat meatballs, soup, or porridge. He became thin and dead, like a straw.
-Yasha, eat porridge!
- Don't want.
- Yasha, eat soup!
- Don't want.
Previously, his pants were hard to fasten, but now he dangled completely freely in them. It was possible to launch another Yasha into these pants.
And then one day a strong wind blew. And Yasha played on the site. He was very light, and the wind rolled him around the site. Rolled up 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 with the soup to suffer.
But he doesn't go. He is not even heard. He not only became dead himself, but his voice became dead. Nothing is heard that he squeaks 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 not seen and not heard.
Dad said this:
- I think our Yasha was rolled away somewhere by the wind. Come on, mom, we'll take the pot of soup out onto the porch. The wind will blow and the smell of soup will bring to Yasha. On this delicious smell, he will crawl.
So they did. They carried the pot of soup out onto the porch. The wind carried the smell to Yasha.
As soon as Yasha smelled the smell of delicious soup, he immediately crawled to the smell. Because he was cold, he lost a lot of strength.
He crawled, crawled, crawled for half an hour. But he reached his goal. He came to the kitchen to his mother and how he immediately eats a whole pot of soup! How to eat three cutlets at once! How to drink three glasses of compote!
Mom was amazed. She didn't even know whether to be happy or upset. She says:
- Yasha, if you eat like this every day, I won’t have enough food.
Yasha reassured her:
– No, Mom, I don’t eat so much every day. I correct past mistakes. I bubu, like all children, eat well. I'm a completely different boy.
I wanted to say "I will", but he got "boob". Do you know why? Because his mouth was full of apples. He couldn't stop.
Since then, Yasha has been eating well.
secretsAre you good at secrets?
If you don't know how, I will teach you.
Take a clean piece of glass and dig a hole in the ground. Put a candy wrapper in the hole, and on the candy wrapper - everything that you have beautiful.
You can put a stone, a fragment of a plate, a bead, a bird's feather, a ball (you can use glass, you can use metal).
You can use an acorn or an acorn cap.
You can have a multi-colored patch.
It can be a flower, a leaf, or even just grass.
Maybe real candy.
You can elderberry, dry beetle.
You can even eraser, if it is beautiful.
Yes, you can have another button if it's shiny.
Here you go. Have you put it down?
Now cover it all with glass and cover it with earth. And then slowly clear the ground 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 bully.
I made a "secret" in another place. And they dug it up again!
Then I decided to track down who was doing this business ... And of course, this person turned out to be Pavlik Ivanov, who else ?!
Then I again made a "secret" and put a note in it:
"Pavlik Ivanov, you are a fool and a bully."
An hour later, the note was gone. Peacock did not look into my eyes.
Well, did you read it? I asked Pavlik.
I didn’t read anything,” Pavlik said. - You're a fool yourself.
CompositionOne 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 Lucy. That's what she wrote 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 hand over such a short essay!
Then I added:
“I also wash T-shirts, shirts and shorts.”
I looked around. Everyone wrote and wrote. I wonder what they write about? You might think that they help mom from morning to night!
And the lesson didn't end. And I had to keep going.
“I also wash dresses, mine and my mother’s, napkins and a bedspread.”
And the lesson never ended. And I wrote:
“I also love washing curtains and tablecloths.”
And then the bell finally rang!
I got a "five". The teacher read my essay aloud. She said that she liked my composition the most. And that she will read it at the parent-teacher meeting.
I asked my mother very much not to go to the parent meeting. I said that my throat hurts. But my mother told my father to give me hot milk with honey and went to school.
The following conversation took place at breakfast the next morning.
Mom: And you know, Syoma, it turns out that our daughter writes compositions wonderfully!
Dad: It doesn't surprise me. She has always been good at writing.
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, is it wonderful? - Turning to 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! Mom said. - Don't be shy, please! Wash our curtains today. It's good that I don't have to haul them to the laundry!
I goggled 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 lathering one piece, the other was completely washed out. I'm just tired of these pieces! Then I rinsed the curtains in the bathroom piece by piece. When I finished squeezing one piece, water from neighboring pieces was again poured into it.
Then I climbed onto a stool and began to hang the curtains on a rope.
Well, that was the worst! While I was pulling one piece of the curtain onto the rope, the other fell to the floor. And in the end, the whole curtain fell to the floor, and I fell on it from the stool.
I became quite wet - at least squeeze it out.
The curtain had to be dragged back into the bathroom. But the floor in the kitchen shone like new.
Water was pouring from the curtains all day.
I put all the pots and pans we had under the curtains. Then she put the kettle on the floor, three bottles, and all the cups and saucers. But water still flooded the kitchen.
Oddly enough, my mother was pleased.
You did a great job washing the curtains! - said my mother, walking around the kitchen in galoshes. I didn't know you were so capable! Tomorrow you will wash the tablecloth...
What is my head thinkingIf you think that I am a good student, you are wrong. I study hard. 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'm not lazy. I sit on tasks for three hours.
Here, for example, now I'm sitting and I want to solve the problem with all my might. And she does not dare. I tell my mom
Mom, I can't do it.
Don't be lazy, says mom. - Think carefully, and everything will work out. Just think carefully!
She's leaving on business. And I take my head with both hands and say to 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 are you worth!
A cloud floats outside the window. It is as light as fluff. Here it stopped. No, it floats on.
Head, what are you thinking? Aren `t you ashamed!!! “Two pedestrians went from point A to point B ...” Luska, probably, also left. She is already walking. If she had approached me first, I would have forgiven her, of course. But is she suitable, such a pest ?!
"...From point A to point B..." No, it won't fit. On the contrary, when I go out into the yard, she will take Lena by the arm and will whisper with her. Then she will say: "Len, come to me, I have something." They will leave, and then they will sit on the windowsill and laugh and gnaw on seeds.
“... Two pedestrians left point A for point B...” And what will I do?.. And then I will call Kolya, Petka and Pavlik to play bast shoes. And what will she do? Yeah, she'll put on a Three Fat Men record. Yes, so loudly that Kolya, Petka and Pavlik will hear and run to ask her to let them listen. They listened a hundred times, everything is 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 shoot something right into her window. Glass - ding! - and shatter. Let him know.
So. I'm tired of thinking. Think do not think - the task does not work. Just awful, what a difficult task! I'll walk around for a bit and start thinking again.
I closed my book and looked out the window. Lyuska alone was walking in the yard. She jumped into hopscotch. I went outside and sat down on a bench. Lucy didn't even look at me.
Earring! Vitka! Lucy immediately screamed. - Let's go to play bast shoes!
The Karmanov brothers looked out the window.
We have a throat, both brothers said hoarsely. - They won't let us in.
Lena! Lucy screamed. - Linen! Come out!
Instead of Lena, her grandmother looked out and threatened Lyuska with her finger.
Pavlik! Lucy screamed.
Nobody appeared at the window.
Pe-et-ka-ah! Luska perked up.
Girl, what are you yelling at?! Someone's head popped out of the window. - A sick person is not allowed to rest! There is no rest from you! - And the head stuck back into the window.
Luska furtively looked at me and blushed like a cancer. She tugged at her pigtail. Then she took the thread off her sleeve. Then she looked at the tree and said:
Lucy, let's go to the classics.
Come on, I said.
We jumped into the hopscotch and I went home to solve my problem.
As soon as I sat down at the table, my mother came:
Well, what's the problem?
Does not work.
But you've been sitting on it for two hours already! It's just awful what it is! They ask the children some puzzles!.. Well, let's show your task! Maybe I can do it? I did finish college. So. “Two pedestrians went from point A to point B ...” Wait, wait, this task is 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 task, and we were given the forty-sixth.
At this, my mother got very angry.
It's outrageous! Mom said. - It's unheard of! This mess! Where is your head?! What is she thinking about?!
About my friend and a little bit about meOur yard was large. There were a lot of children walking in our yard - both boys and girls. But most of all I loved Lucy. She was my friend. She and I lived in neighboring apartments, and at school we sat at the same desk.
My friend Luska had straight yellow hair. And she had eyes! .. You probably won’t believe what her eyes were. One eye green as grass. And the other is completely yellow, with brown spots!
And my eyes were kind of grey. Well, just grey, that's all. Completely uninteresting eyes! And my hair was stupid - curly and short. And huge freckles on the nose. And in general, everything at Luska was better than mine. It's just that I was taller.
I was awfully proud of it. I really liked it when we were called “Big Lyuska” and “Lyuska Little” in the yard.
And suddenly Lucy grew up. And it became unclear which of us is big and which is small.
And then she grew another half a 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, but she didn’t look in mine, and everyone was very surprised and said: “A black cat ran between the Lyuski,” and pestered us why we quarreled.
After school, I now did not go out into the yard. There was nothing for me to do there.
I wandered around the house and did not find a place for myself. In order not to be so bored, I stealthily, from behind the curtain, watched Luska play bast shoes with Pavlik, Petka and the Karmanov brothers.
At lunch and dinner, I now asked for more. I choked, but 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 I not only did not grow, but even, on the contrary, decreased by almost two millimeters!
And then summer came, and I went to a pioneer camp.
In the camp, I always remembered Luska and missed her.
And I wrote her a letter.
“Hello, Lucy!
How are you? I'm doing well. We have a lot of fun at camp. We have the River Vorya flowing nearby. It has blue water! And there are shells on the beach. I found a very beautiful shell for you. She is round and has stripes. She'll probably come in handy for you. Lucy, if you want, let's be friends again. Let them now call you big, and me small. I still agree. Please write me an answer.
With pioneer greetings!
Lucy Sinitsyna"
I've been waiting 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 Luska, I was so happy that my hands even trembled a little.
The letter said this:
“Hello, Lucy!
Thanks, I'm doing well. Yesterday my mother bought me wonderful slippers with a white edging. I also have a new big ball, you will swing right! Hurry up, come, otherwise Pavlik and Petka are such fools, it’s not interesting with them! Don't lose your shell.
With pioneer salute!
Lucy Kositsyna"
On that day, I carried Lucy's blue envelope with me until evening. I told everyone what a wonderful friend Lyuska I have in Moscow.
And when I returned from the camp, Lyuska, along with my parents, met me at the station. She and I rushed to hug ... And then it turned out that I had outgrown Luska by a whole head.
