One evening I was sitting in the yard, near the sand, and waiting for my mother. She probably lingered at the institute, or at the store, or, perhaps, stood at the bus stop for a long time. Don't know. Only all the parents of our yard had already come, and all the guys went home with them and probably already drank tea with bagels and cheese, but my mother was still not there ...
And now the lights began to light up in the windows, and the radio began to play music, and dark clouds moved in the sky - they looked like bearded old men ...
And I wanted to eat, but my mother was still not there, and I thought that if I knew that my mother was hungry and was waiting for me somewhere at the end of the world, I would immediately run to her, and would not be late and would not made her sit on the sand and get bored.
And at that moment Mishka came out into the yard. He said:
- Great!
And I said
- Great!
Mishka sat down with me and picked up a dump truck.
- Wow! Mishka said. - Where did you get it? Does he pick up the sand himself? Not by myself? Does he dump himself? Yes? And the pen? What is she for? Can it be rotated? Yes? A? Wow! Will you give it to me home?
I said:
- No I will not give. Present. Dad gave before leaving.
The bear pouted and moved away from me. It got even darker outside.
I looked at the gate so as not to miss when my mother comes. But she didn't go. Apparently, I met Aunt Rosa, and they stand and talk and do not even think about me. I lay down on the sand.
Mishka says:
- Can you give me a dump truck?
- Get off, Mishka.
Then Mishka says:
- I can give you one Guatemala and two Barbados for him!
I speak:
- Compared Barbados with a dump truck ...
And Mishka:
- Well, do you want me to give you a swim ring?
I speak:
- He's screwed on you.
And Mishka:
- You'll stick it!
I even got angry.
- Where can I swim? In the bathroom? On Tuesdays?
And Mishka pouted again. And then he says:
- Well, it wasn't! Know my kindness! On the!
And he handed me a box of matches. I took her in hand.
- You open it, - said Mishka, - then you will see!
I opened the box and at first I didn’t see anything, and then I saw a small light green light, as if a tiny star was burning somewhere far, far away from me, and at the same time I myself was holding it in my hands now.
- What is it, Mishka, - I said in a whisper, - what is it?
- This is a firefly, - said Mishka. - What, good? He's alive, don't worry.
- Bear, - I said, - take my dump truck, do you want to? Take forever, forever! And give me this star, I'll take it home ...
And Mishka grabbed my dump truck and ran home. And I stayed with my firefly, looked at it, looked and could not get enough of it: how green it is, as if in a fairy tale, and how close, in the palm of your hand, it shines, as if from afar ... And I could not breathe evenly , and I could hear my heart beating, and a little prickle in my nose, as if I wanted to cry.
And I sat like that for a long time, a very long time. And there was no one around. And I forgot about everyone in the world.
But then my mother came, and I was very happy, and we went home. And when they began to drink tea with bagels and cheese, my mother asked:
- Well, how is your dump truck?
And I said:
- I, mother, changed it.
Mom said:
- Interesting! And for what?
I answered:
- To the firefly! Here he is in a box. Turn off the light!
And my mother turned off the light, and the room became dark, and the two of us began to look at the pale green star.
Then mom turned on the light.
"Yes," she said, "it's magic!" But still, how did you decide to give such a valuable thing as a dump truck for this worm?
“I've been waiting for you for so long,” I said, “and I was so bored, and this firefly, it turned out to be better than any dump truck in the world.
Mom looked at me intently and asked:
- And why, what exactly is it better for?
I said:
- How can you not understand? After all, he is alive! And it glows!
The boy Deniska was waiting for his mother in the sandbox for a long time - the parents came for all the children, but Deniska's mother is still not there. From sad emotions, the boy exchanged his typewriter for a matchbox, but it turned out to be not simple. There was a firefly in the box...
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One evening I was sitting in the yard, near the sand, and waiting for my mother. She probably lingered at the institute, or at the store, or, perhaps, stood at the bus stop for a long time. Don't know. Only all the parents of our yard had already come, and all the guys went home with them and probably already drank tea with bagels and cheese, but my mother was still not there ...
And now the lights began to light up in the windows, and the radio began to play music, and dark clouds moved in the sky - they looked like bearded old men ...
And I wanted to eat, but my mother was still not there, and I thought that if I knew that my mother was hungry and was waiting for me somewhere at the end of the world, I would immediately run to her, and would not be late and would not made her sit on the sand and get bored.
And at that moment Mishka entered the yard. He said:
Great!
And I said
Great!
The bear sat down with me and picked up my dump truck.
Wow! Mishka said. - Where did you get it? Does he pick up the sand himself? A? Not by myself? Does he dump himself? Yes? And the pen? What is she for? Can it be rotated? Yes? A? Wow! Will you give it to me home?
I said:
No, I won't let you go home. Present. Dad gave before leaving.
The bear pouted and moved away from me. It got even darker outside.
I looked at the gate so as not to miss when my mother comes. But she didn't go. Apparently, I met Aunt Rosa, and they stand and talk and do not even think about me. I lay down on the sand.
Mishka says:
Can't you give me a dump truck?
I speak:
Get off, Mishka.
Then Mishka says:
I can give you one Guatemala and two Barbados for him!
I speak:
Compared Barbados with a dump truck.
Well, do you want me to give you a swim ring?
I speak:
He's screwed on you.
You will glue it!
I even got angry.
Where to swim? In the bathroom? On Tuesdays?
And Mishka pouted again. And then he says:
Well, it wasn't! Know my kindness! On the!
And he handed me a box of matches. I took her in hand.
You open it, open it, - said Mishka, - then you will see!
I opened the box and at first saw nothing, and then I saw a small light green light, as if a tiny star was burning somewhere far away from me, and at the same time I myself was holding it in my hands now.
What is it, Mishka, - I said in a whisper, - what is it?
This is a firefly, - said Mishka. - What, good? He's alive, don't worry.
Bear, - I said, - take my dump truck, do you want to? Take forever, forever! And give me this star, I'll take it home.
And Mishka grabbed my dump truck and ran home. And I stayed with my firefly, looked at it, looked and could not get enough of it: how green it is, as if in a fairy tale, and how close it is, in the palm of your hand, but it shines, well, as if from afar ... And I could not evenly breathe, and I could hear my heart beating fast, and a little prickle in my nose, as if I wanted to cry.
And I sat like that for a long time, a very long time. And there was no one around. And I forgot about everyone in the world.
But then my mother came, and I was very happy, and we went home. And when they began to drink tea with bagels and cheese, my mother asked:
Well, how's your dump truck?
And I said:
I, my mother, changed it.
Mom said:
Interesting! And for what?
I answered:
To the firefly! Here he is in a box. Turn off the light!
And my mother turned off the light, and the room became dark, and the two of us began to look at the pale green star.
Then mom turned on the light.
Yes, she said, it's magic! But still, how did you decide to give such a valuable thing as a dump truck for this worm?
I've been waiting for you for so long, - I said, - and I was so bored, and this firefly, it turned out to be better than any dump truck in the world.
Mom looked at me intently and asked:
And why, what exactly is it better for?
I said:
How can you not understand?! After all, he is alive! It's alive and glowing!
One evening I was sitting in the yard, near the sand, and waiting for my mother. She probably lingered at the institute, or at the store, or, perhaps, stood at the bus stop for a long time. Don't know. Only all the parents of our yard had already come, and all the guys went home with them and probably already drank tea with bagels and cheese, but my mother was still not there ...
And now the lights in the windows began to light up, and the radio began to play music, and dark clouds moved in the sky - they looked like bearded old men ...
I wanted to eat, but my mother was still not there, and I thought that if I knew that my mother was hungry and was waiting for me somewhere at the end of the world, I would immediately run to her, and would not be late and would not force her to sit on the sand and get bored.
And at that moment Mishka came out into the yard. He said:
Great!
And I said
Great!
Mishka sat down beside him and picked up a dump truck.
Wow! Mishka said. - Where did you get it? Does he pick up the sand himself? Not by myself? Does he dump himself? Yes? And the pen? What is she for? Can it be rotated? Yes? A? Wow! Will you give it to me home?
I said:
No, I won't let you go home. Present. Dad gave before leaving.
The bear pouted and moved away from me. It got even darker outside. I looked at the gate so as not to miss when my mother comes. But she didn't go. Apparently, I met Aunt Rosa, and they stand and talk and don’t even think about me. I lay down on the sand.
Mishka says:
Can't you give me a dump truck?
I speak:
Get off, Mishka!
Then Mishka says:
I can give you one Guatemala and two Barbados for him.
I speak:
Compared Barbados with a dump truck ...
Well, do you want me to give you a swim ring?
I speak:
He's screwed on you.
You will glue it.
I even got angry.
Where to swim? In the bathroom? On Tuesdays?
And Mishka pouted again. And then he says:
Well, it wasn't! Know my kindness! On the! And he handed me a box of matches. I took it in my hands.
You open it, - said Mishka, - then you will see!
I opened the box and at first I didn’t see anything, and then I saw a small light green light, as if a tiny star was burning somewhere far, far away from me, and at the same time I myself was holding it in my hands now.
What is it, Mishka, - I said in a whisper, - what is it?
This is a firefly, - said Mishka. - What, good? He's alive, don't worry.
Bear, - I said, - take my dump truck, do you want to? Take forever, forever! And give me this star, I'll take it home ...
And Mishka grabbed my dump truck and ran home. And I stayed with my firefly, looked at it, looked and could not get enough of it: how green it is, as if in a fairy tale, and how close it is, in the palm of your hand, but it shines, as if from afar ... And I could not even breathe , and I could hear my heart beating fast and prickling a little in my nose, as if I wanted to cry.
And I sat like that for a long time, a very long time. And there was no one around. And I forgot about everyone in the world.
But then my mother came, and I was very happy, and we went home. And when they began to drink tea with bagels and cheese, my mother asked:
Well, how's your dump truck?
And I said:
I, my mother, changed it. Mom said:
Interesting! And for what?
I answered:
To the firefly! Here he is in a box. Turn off the light!
And my mother turned off the light, and the room became dark, and the two of us began to look at the pale green star.
Then mom turned on the light.
Yes, she said, it's magic! But still, how did you decide to give such a valuable thing as a dump truck for this worm?
I've been waiting for you for so long, - I said, - and I was so bored, and this firefly, it turned out to be better than any dump truck in the world.
Mom looked at me intently and asked:
And why, what exactly is it better for?
I said:
How can you not understand?! After all, he is alive! And it glows!
Victor Dragunsky "He is alive and glowing..."
One evening I was sitting in the yard, near the sand, and waiting for my mother. She probably lingered at the institute or in the store, or, perhaps, stood at the bus stop for a long time. Don't know. Only all the parents of our yard had already come, and all the guys went home with them and probably already drank tea with bagels and cheese, but my mother was still not there ...
And now the lights in the windows began to light up, and the radio began to play music, and dark clouds moved in the sky - they looked like bearded old men ...
And I wanted to eat, but my mother was still not there, and I thought that if I knew that my mother was hungry and was waiting for me somewhere at the end of the world, I would immediately run to her, and would not be late and would not made her sit on the sand and get bored.
And at that moment Mishka came out into the yard. He said:
- Great!
And I said
- Great!
Mishka sat down with me and picked up a dump truck.
- Wow! - said Mishka. - Where did you get it? Does he pick up the sand himself? Not by myself? Does he dump himself? Yes? And the pen? What is she for? Can it be rotated? Yes? A? Wow! Will you give it to me home?
I said:
- No I will not give. Present. Dad gave before leaving.
The bear pouted and moved away from me. It got even darker outside.
I looked at the gate so as not to miss when my mother comes. But she didn't go. Apparently, I met Aunt Rosa, and they stand and talk and don’t even think about me. I lay down on the sand. Mishka says:
- Can you give me a dump truck?
- Get off, Mishka.
Then Mishka says:
“I can give you one Guatemala and two Barbados for him!”
I speak:
- Compared Barbados with a dump truck ...
- Well, do you want me to give you a swim ring?
I speak:
- He's screwed on you.
- You'll glue it!
I even got angry.
- Where can I swim? In the bathroom? On Tuesdays?
And Mishka pouted again. And then he says:
Well, it wasn't! Know my kindness! On the!
And he handed me a box of matches. I took it in my hands.
- You open it, - said Mishka, - then you will see!
I opened the box and at first I didn’t see anything, and then I saw a small light green light, as if a tiny star was burning somewhere far, far away from me, and at the same time I myself was holding it in my hands now.
“What is it, Mishka,” I said in a whisper, “what is it?”
- This is a firefly, - said Mishka. - What, good? He's alive, don't worry.
“Mishka,” I said, “take my dump truck, do you want it?” Take forever, forever! And give me this star, I'll take it home ...
And Mishka grabbed my dump truck and ran home. And I stayed with my firefly, looked at it, looked and could not get enough of it: how green it is, as if in a fairy tale, and how close it is, in the palm of your hand, but it shines, as if from afar ... And I could not even breathe , and I could hear my heart beating, and a little prickle in my nose, as if I wanted to cry.
And I sat like that for a long time, a very long time. And there was no one around. And I forgot about everyone in the world. But then my mother came, and I was very happy, and we went home. And when they began to drink tea with bagels and cheese, my mother asked:
— Well, how is your dump truck?
And I said:
- I, mother, changed it.
Mom said:
- Interesting! And for what?
I answered:
- To the firefly! Here he is in a box. Turn off the light!
And my mother turned off the light, and the room became dark, and the two of us began to look at the pale green star.
Then mom turned on the light.
"Yes," she said, "it's magic!" But still, how did you decide to give such a valuable thing as a dump truck for this worm?
“I've been waiting for you for so long,” I said, “and I was so bored, and this firefly, it turned out to be better than any dump truck in the world.
Mom looked at me intently and asked:
“And why, what exactly is he better for?”
I said:
- How can you not understand? After all, he is alive! And it glows!
An interesting and funny story from the life of children.
Victor Dragunsky's story "He is alive and glowing..." about how a boy exchanged his favorite toy for a firefly. And why he did it, you will find out by reading this story to the end.
Viktor Dragunsky. "He's alive and glowing..."
One evening I was sitting in the yard, near the sand, and waiting for my mother. She probably lingered at the institute, or at the store, or, perhaps, stood at the bus stop for a long time. Don't know. Only all the parents of our yard had already come, and all the guys went home with them and probably already drank tea with bagels and cheese, but my mother was still not there ...
And now the lights in the windows began to light up, and the radio began to play music, and dark clouds moved in the sky - they looked like bearded old men ...
And I wanted to eat, but my mother was still not there, and I thought that if I knew that my mother was hungry and was waiting for me somewhere at the end of the world, I would immediately run to her, and would not be late and would not made her sit on the sand and get bored.
And at that moment Mishka came out into the yard. He said:
- Great!
And I said
- Great!
Mishka sat down with me and picked up a dump truck.
- Wow! Mishka said. - Where did you get it? Does he pick up the sand himself? Not by myself? Does he dump himself? Yes? And the pen? What is she for? Can it be rotated? Yes? A? Wow! Will you give it to me home?
I said:
- No I will not give. Present. Dad gave before leaving.
The bear pouted and moved away from me. It got even darker outside.
I looked at the gate so as not to miss when my mother comes. But she didn't go. Apparently, I met Aunt Rosa, and they stand and talk and don’t even think about me. I lay down on the sand.
Mishka says:
- Can you give me a dump truck?
- Get off, Mishka.
Then Mishka says:
“I can give you one Guatemala and two Barbados for him!”
I speak:
- Compared Barbados with a dump truck ...
- Well, do you want me to give you a swim ring?
I speak:
- He's screwed on you.
- You'll glue it!
I even got angry.
- Where can I swim? In the bathroom? On Tuesdays?
And Mishka pouted again. And then he says:
- Well, it wasn't! Know my kindness! On the! And he handed me a box of matches. I took it in my hands.
- You open it, - said Mishka, - then you will see!
I opened the box and at first I didn’t see anything, and then I saw a small light green light, as if a tiny star was burning somewhere far, far away from me, and at the same time I myself was holding it in my hands now.
“What is it, Mishka,” I said in a whisper, “what is it?”
"It's a firefly," said Mishka. - What, good? He's alive, don't worry.
“Mishka,” I said, “take my dump truck, do you want to?” Take forever, forever! And give me this star, I'll take it home ...
And Mishka grabbed my dump truck and ran home. And I stayed with my firefly, looked at it, looked and could not get enough of it: how green it is, as if in a fairy tale, and how close it is, in the palm of your hand, but it shines, as if from afar ... And I could not even breathe , and I could hear my heart beating, and a little prickle in my nose, as if I wanted to cry.
And I sat like that for a long time, a very long time. And there was no one around. And I forgot about everyone in the world.
But then my mother came, and I was very happy, and we went home. And when they began to drink tea with bagels and cheese, my mother asked:
— Well, how is your dump truck?
And I said:
- I, mother, changed it.
Mom said:
- Interesting! And for what?
I answered:
- To the firefly! Here he is in a box. Turn off the light!
And my mother turned off the light, and the room became dark, and the two of us began to look at the pale green star.
Then mom turned on the light.
"Yes," she said, "it's magic!" But still, how did you dare to give such a valuable thing as a dump truck for this worm?
“I've been waiting for you for so long,” I said, “and I was so bored, and this firefly, it turned out to be better than any dump truck in the world.
Mom looked at me intently and asked:
“And why, what exactly is he better for?”
I said:
- How can you not understand? After all, he is alive! And it glows!
