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M. Zoshchenko. 3 cycle "Lelya and Minka". yalinka 
Anatoly Verigo. New yalinka.
1. YALINKA
At the end of my life, boys, forty rockies. It means, to go, I'm forty times bachiv new yalinka... Tse bagato!
Well, the first three fateful lives I, melodiously, not rosy, but also a yalinka. Singingly, my mother used to blame me on the pens. I, melodiously, I marveled at my chorny ochenyats without interest at the chilled tree.
And if I, children, have given five rockets, then I am already wonderfully rosy, as well as a yalinka.
I am an impatient checker of a merry saint. I looked into the window of the door and looked at how my mother was decorating the skylight.
And my sister Lele was in that hour of rock. I won Bula viclyuchno Zhvava Divchinka.
Vona said me once:
- Minka, mom went to the kitchen. Let's go to the room, let the yalink stand, and wonder how to be afraid there.
The E axis with sister Lelei went to the room. I bachimo: the yalinka is even more beautiful. And before the yalinka lie the gifts. And on the Yalintsi Riznokolorov Namista, Prapori, Likhtariki, Golden Hills, Lozenges and Krymski Yabluchka.
My sister Lelya is like:
- We will not be amazed by the present. And let's replace that more beautifully with one pastille.
The first axis of the won’t go to the skiff and instantly take one lozenge to hang on the thread.
I seem to:
- Lelya, if you’ve taken a little pastille, then I may be catching it.
I go to the skiff and eat a little apple.
Lelya, it seems:
- Minka, as soon as I taste the apple, I will at once take a lozenge from 'em before I meet everyone else.
And Lelya was douzhe such a visoka, a long-knit little girl. I won could very well.
Vona got up on her own and with her great mouth began to give her friend a lozenge.
And I am wonderfully small in stature. And less than nothing is possible, by the way, except for one apple, as it hung low.
I seem to:
- Yaksho ty, Lelishcha, I gave a lozenge to a friend, then I will bite off a whole apple again.
I know I take the apple with my hands and I know that I can see it.
Lelya, it seems:
- If you suddenly taste the apple, then I will not be more ceremonious and at once with the third pastille until I remember the popping and the mountains.
Todi I did not miss a little. She could have reached out to everything, but I didn’t.
I show:
- And I, Lelishcha, I will put a style to the skiff and I will leave it, just like an apple.
The first axis, I, having become my slender hands, pull the style to the skiff. Ale the style fell on me. I wanted to take the style. Ale vin has fallen again. І directly to the gifts.
Lelya, it seems:
- Minka, ti, give up, smashing the lyalka. So і є. Ty driving a porcelain handle at the lyalka.
Here my mother's crocs were pushed through, and they flowed into my room with Lelei.
Lelya, it seems:
- Axis now, Minka, I can’t guarantee that mom isn’t a virve to you.
I wanted to cry, but at the same moment guests came. Bagato children with fathers.
First, our mother lit all the candles on the yalinets, opened the doors and said:
- All come in.
And all the children went to the room, there was a yalinka.
Our mom seems to be:
- Now do not let the skin child go to me, and I will give the skin one a little bit.
The first axis of children has become ours. I won the skin gift igrashku. Then I knew the apple from the skewer, the lozenge and the tsukerk and also the gift of the child.
And all children will be farther apart. So my mother took that apple in her hands, as I tasted, and said:
- Lelya and Minka, come here. Who have you two tasted apple?
Lelya said:
- Tse Minkin robot.
I pressed Lelia by the pigtail and said:
- Tse me Lelka navchila.
Mom speak:
- I will put Lelia in the box with her nose, and I wanted to give you a wind-up locomotive. And now I will give the boy a present with a running engine, for whom I wanted to give a tasty apple.
I won a locomotive and gave a gift to one chotiriric boy. I that instantly became grati with him.
I got angry at the whole boy and hitting him on the hand with a little game. I was so heartily roaring that my mother took him on her arms and said:
- Z tsikh feast I will not come before you on a visit with my boy.
I said:
- You can go, and the locomotive will be lost.
First, that mother said to me:
- Singingly, your boy will be a rogue.
First, my mother took me on the pens and said to my mother:
“Don’t talk like that about my boy.” It's more beautiful to go with your scrofulous child, and don't come to us anymore.
I that mother said:
- I'm so angry. Be led by you - scho in the drip of sit.
The first one, the third mother, said:
- I can go. My little girl didn’t deserve to be given a lyalka with a broken hand.
My sister Lelya shouted:
- You can be with your scrofulous child. I todi lyalka with a wicked hand will be lost on me.
I todi, sit on my mother's arms, shouting:
- You can do everything, and so we lose all the games.
First, all guests were welcome.
First, our mother was happy, she lost one.
Ale raptom to the room Zayshov is our tato.
Win saying:
- It’s so hard to ruin my children. I don’t want the stench to beat, boil and beat the guests. It will be important for me to live in the world, and to die in the same breath.
I tato go to the hoof and put out all the candles. Then saying:
- Kick the spati instantly. And tomorrow I will send all the games to the guests.
First axis, boys, thirty-five rockies have passed since quietly, and I still remember the good yalinka.
And for all the thirty-five rockies I, children, who are never more than someone else's apple, and never once hurt the one who is weak to me. And now it’s easy to say that I’m so reasonably cheerful and good-natured.
At the end of my life, boys, forty rockies. This means that I have to go, I have forty times bachiv a new yalinka. Tse bagato!
Well, the first three fateful lives I, melodiously, not rosy, but also a yalinka. Singingly, my mother used to blame me on the pens. I, melodiously, I marveled at my chorny ochenyats without interest on the chilled tree.
And if I, children, have given five rockets, then I am already wonderfully rosy, this is also a yalinka. I am an impatient checker of a merry saint. I looked into the window of the door and looked at how my mother was decorating the skylight.
And my sister Lele was in that hour of rock. I won Bula viclyuchno Zhvava Divchinka. Vona said me once:
Minka, mom went to the kitchen. Let's go to the room, let the yalink stand, and wonder how to be afraid there.
The E axis with sister Lelei went to the room. I bachimo: the yalinka is even more beautiful. And before the yalinka lie the gifts. And on the Yalintsi rіznokolorovі namista, prapori, lіkhtariki, golden mountains, pastilles and krimskі apple.
My sister Lelya is like:
- We will not be amazed by the present. And let's replace that more beautifully with one pastille. The first axis of the won’s go up to the skiff and instantly take one lozenge to hang on the thread. I seem to:
Lelya, if you have taken a little pastille, then I can just do it at the same time. I go to the skiff and eat a little apple. Lelya, it seems:
Minka, if I tasted the apple, then I at once take a lozenge from 'em before meeting everyone else.
And Lelya was douzhe such a visoka, a long-knit little girl. I won could very well. Vona got up on her own and with her great mouth began to give her friend a lozenge. And I am wonderfully small in stature. And less than nothing is possible, by the way, except for one apple, as it hung low. I seem to:
Yaksho ty, Lelishcha, I gave a lozenge to a friend, then I will bite off a whole apple again. I know I take the apple with my hands and I know that I can see it. Lelya, it seems:
If you suddenly taste the apple, then I will not be more ceremonious and at once with the third pastille until I remember the popping and fire. Todi I did not miss a little. She could have reached out to everything, but I didn’t. I show:
And I, Lelishcha, I’ll put a stile to the skiff and I’ll leave it like that, just like an apple.
The first axis, I, having become my slender hands, pull the style to the skiff. Ale the style fell on me. I wanted to take the style. Ale vin has fallen again. І directly to the gifts. Lelya, it seems:
Minka, ti, give up, breaking the little lolka. So і є. Ty driving a porcelain handle at the lyalka.
Here my mother's crocs were pushed through, and they flowed into my room with Lelei. Lelya, it seems:
The axis is now, Minka, I can’t guarantee that mom isn’t a virve to you.
I wanted to cry, but at the same moment guests came. Bagato children with fathers. First, our mother lit all the candles on the yalinets, opened the doors and said:
All come in.
And all the children went to the room, there was a yalinka. Our mom seems to be:
Now let the skin child go to me, and I will give the skin one a little bit.
The first axis of children has become ours. I won the skin gift igrashku. Then I knew the apple from the skewer, the lozenge and the tsukerk and also the gift of the child. And all children will be farther apart. So my mother took that apple in her hands, as I tasted, and said:
Lelya and Minka, come here. Who have you two tasted apple? Lelya said:
Tse Minkin robot.
I pressed Lelia by the pigtail and said:
Tse me Lelka navchila. Mom speak:
- I will put Lelia in the box with her nose, and I wanted to give you a wind-up locomotive. And now I will give the boy a present with a running engine, for whom I wanted to give a tasty apple.
I won a locomotive and gave a gift to one chotiriric boy. I that instantly became grati with him. I got angry at the whole boy and hitting him on the hand with a little game. I was so heartily roaring that my mother took him on her arms and said:
For three o'clock I will not come to visit you with my boy. I said:
You can go, and that the locomotive gets lost. First, that mother said to me:
Singingly, your boy will be a rogue. First, my mother took me on the pens and said to my mother:
Don't talk about my boy like that. It's more beautiful to go with your scrofulous child, and don't come to us anymore. I that mother said:
I'm so angry. Be led by you - scho in the drip of sit. The first one, the third mother, said:
I want to go. My little girl didn’t deserve to be given a lyalka with a broken hand. My sister Lelya shouted:
You can be with your scrofulous child. I todi lyalka with a wicked hand will be lost on me. I todi, sit on my mother's arms, shouting:
You can do it all, and so we lose all the games. First, all guests were welcome. First, our mother was happy, she lost one. Ale raptom to the room Zayshov is our tato. Win saying:
It’s so hard to ruin my children. I don’t want the stench to beat, boil and beat the guests. It will be important for me to live in the world, and to die in the air of the stench. I tato go to the hoof and put out all the candles. Then saying:
Kick the spati instantly. And tomorrow I will send all the games to the guests. The first axis, lads, passed in silent period thirty-five rockies, and I still remember the good yalinka. And for all the thirty-five rockies I, children, are never more than someone else's apple, and never once hurt the weak one. And now it’s easy to say that I’m so reasonably cheerful and good-natured.
And if I, children, have given five rockets, then I am already wonderfully rosy, this is also a yalinka. I am an impatient checker of a merry saint. I looked into the window of the door and looked at how my mother was decorating the skylight.
And my sister Lele was in that hour of rock. I won Bula viclyuchno Zhvava Divchinka. Vona said me once:
Minka, mom went to the kitchen. Let's go to the room, let the yalink stand, and wonder how to be afraid there.
The E axis with sister Lelei went to the room. I bachimo: the yalinka is even more beautiful. And before the yalinka lie the gifts. And on the Yalintsi rіznokolorovі namista, prapori, lіkhtariki, golden mountains, pastilles and krimskі apple.
My sister Lelya is like:
Let’s not marvel at the present. And let's replace that more beautifully with one pastille. The first axis of the won’t go to the skiff and instantly take one lozenge to hang on the thread. I seem to:
Lelya, if you have taken a little pastille, then I can just do it at the same time. I go to the skiff and eat a little apple. Lelya, it seems:
Minka, if I tasted the apple, then I at once take a lozenge from 'em before meeting everyone else.
nothing is possible by the way, except for one apple, as it hangs low. I seem to:
Yaksho ty, Lelishcha, I gave a lozenge to a friend, then I will bite off a whole apple again. I know I take the apple with my hands and I know that I can see it. Lelya, it seems:
reach out, but I do not. I show:
Minka, ti, give up, breaking the little lolka. So і є. Ty driving a porcelain handle at the lyalka.
The axis is now, Minka, I can’t guarantee that your mother isn’t a virve to you. - All come in.
And all the children went to the room, there was a yalinka. Our mom seems to be:
as I tasted, I said:
I'll put Lelia in the box with my nose, and I wanted to give you a wind-up locomotive. And now I will give the boy a present with a running engine, for whom I wanted to give a tasty apple.
I won a locomotive and gave a gift to one chotiriric boy. I that instantly became grati with him. I got angry at the whole boy and hitting him on the hand with a little game. I was so heartily roaring that my mother took him on her arms and said:
For three o'clock I will not come to visit you with my boy. I said:
You can go, and that the locomotive gets lost. First, that mother said to me:
Singingly, your boy will be a rogue. First, my mother took me on the pens and said to my mother:
Don't talk about my boy like that. It's more beautiful to go with your scrofulous child, and don't come to us anymore. I that mother said:
I want to go. My little girl didn’t deserve to be given a lyalka with a broken hand. My sister Lelya shouted:
You can do it all, and so we lose all the games. First, all guests were welcome. First, our mother was happy, she lost one. Ale raptom to the room Zayshov is our tato. Win saying:
It’s so hard to ruin my children. I don’t want the stench to beat, boil and beat the guests. It will be important for me to live in the world, and to die in the air of the stench. I tato go to the hoof and put out all the candles. Then saying:
Kick the spati instantly. And tomorrow I will send all the games to the guests. The first axis, lads, passed in silent period thirty-five rockies, and I still remember the good yalinka. And for all the thirty-five rockies I, children, are never more than someone else's apple, and never once hurt the weak one. And now it’s easy to say that I’m so reasonably cheerful and good-natured.
"Watchdog and Zhulka" A.I. Kuprin
Have fun talking for children about the New York Yalinka from the first individual. Little lad 5 rocky at once from the seven-year-old sister went into the room, there was a yalinka, picked up by my mother and began to send pastilles, suckers and malts, which hang on the yalinets. So, like the boy buv nabagato lower than his sister, then the win could reach out to the apple and the taste of it, as it was, having broken it twice. And my sister reached out to the pastilles and tsukerok, which hung there. Tse formed a boy and wired to put the stiletto up to the skewer, so that he could reach the food. Ale twice tossed the stiletto, holding the handle at one of the little boxes of gifts. If my mother asked the guests to come to the room with a yalinka and became a gift to the children of the guests, she gave a bite of an apple and gave a paravoz to the child, to whom she gave the price of an apple. Ale to our hero was the Skoda of a locomotive і vin hitting the boy іgrashkoyu on the rutsі. Welding fell asleep between the fathers of the children and the guests began to slowly spread out. One of the mothers saw a little lily with a knocked out hand, and it was also formed and went. So all the guests went. I here appeared tato. Win having extinguished all the candles on the yalintsy, playing the children and correcting their spati. Silent boy Nicoli not beating the one who is weak and viris kind, calm people.
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At the end of my life, boys, forty rockies. This means that I have to go, I have forty times bachiv a new yalinka. Tse bagato!Well, the first three fateful lives I, melodiously, not rosy, but also a yalinka. Singingly, my mother used to blame me on the pens. I, melodiously, I marveled at my chorny ochenyats without interest on the chilled tree.
And if I, children, have given five rockets, then I am already wonderfully rosy, this is also a yalinka. I am an impatient checker of a merry saint. I looked into the window of the door and looked at how my mother was decorating the skylight.
And my sister Lele was in that hour of rock. I won Bula viclyuchno Zhvava Divchinka. Vona said me once:
Minka, mom went to the kitchen. Let's go to the room, let the yalink stand, and wonder how to be afraid there.
The E axis with sister Lelei went to the room. I bachimo: the yalinka is even more beautiful. And before the yalinka lie the gifts. And on the Yalintsi Riznokolorov Namista, Prapori, Likhtariki, Golden Hills, Lozenges and Krymski Yabluchka.
My sister Lelya is like:
Let’s not marvel at the present. And let's replace that more beautifully with one pastille. The first axis of the won’t go to the skiff and instantly take one lozenge to hang on the thread. I seem to:
Lelya, if you have taken a little pastille, then I can just do it at the same time. I go to the skiff and eat a little apple. Lelya, it seems:
Minka, if I tasted the apple, then I at once take a lozenge from 'em before meeting everyone else.
And Lelya was douzhe such a visoka, a long-knit little girl. I won could very well. Vona got up on her own and with her great mouth began to give her friend a lozenge. And I am wonderfully small in stature. And less than nothing is possible, by the way, except for one apple, as it hung low. I seem to:
Yaksho ty, Lelishcha, I gave a lozenge to a friend, then I will bite off a whole apple again. I know I take the apple with my hands and I know that I can see it. Lelya, it seems:
If you suddenly taste the apple, then I will not be more ceremonious and at once with the third pastille until I remember the popping and fire. Todi I did not miss a little. She could have reached out to everything, but I didn’t. I show:
And I, Lelishcha, I’ll put a stile to the skiff and I’ll leave it like that, just like an apple.
The first axis, I, having become my slender hands, pull the style to the skiff. Ale the style fell on me. I wanted to take the style. Ale vin has fallen again. І directly to the gifts. Lelya, it seems:
Minka, ti, give up, breaking the little lolka. So і є. Ty driving a porcelain handle at the lyalka.
Here my mother's crocs were pushed through, and they flowed into my room with Lelei. Lelya, it seems:
- Axis now, Minka, I can’t guarantee that mom isn’t a virve to you.
I wanted to cry, but at the same moment guests came. Bagato children with fathers. First, our mother lit all the candles on the yalinets, opened the doors and said:
- All come in.
And all the children went to the room, there was a yalinka. Our mom seems to be:
Now let the skin child go to me, and I will give the skin one a little bit.
The first axis of children has become ours. I won the skin gift igrashku. Then I knew the apple from the skewer, the lozenge and the tsukerk and also the gift of the child. And all children will be farther apart. So my mother took that apple in her hands, as I tasted, and said:
Lelya and Minka, come here. Who have you two tasted apple? Lelya said:
- Tse Minkin robot.
I pressed Lelia by the pigtail and said:
- Tse me Lelka navchila. Mom speak:
I'll put Lelia in the box with my nose, and I wanted to give you a wind-up locomotive. And now I will give the boy a present with a running engine, for whom I wanted to give a tasty apple.
I won a locomotive and gave a gift to one chotiriric boy. I that instantly became grati with him. I got angry at the whole boy and hitting him on the hand with a little game. I was so heartily roaring that my mother took him on her arms and said:
For three o'clock I will not come to visit you with my boy. I said:
You can go, and that the locomotive gets lost. First, that mother said to me:
Singingly, your boy will be a rogue. First, my mother took me on the pens and said to my mother:
Don't talk about my boy like that. It's more beautiful to go with your scrofulous child, and don't come to us anymore. I that mother said:
I'm so angry. Be led by you - scho in the drip of sit. The first one, the third mother, said:
I want to go. My little girl didn’t deserve to be given a lyalka with a broken hand. My sister Lelya shouted:
You can be with your scrofulous child. I todi lyalka with a wicked hand will be lost on me. I todi, sit on my mother's arms, shouting:
You can do it all, and so we lose all the games. First, all guests were welcome. First, our mother was happy, she lost one. Ale raptom to the room Zayshov is our tato. Win saying:
It’s so hard to ruin my children. I don’t want the stench to beat, boil and beat the guests. It will be important for me to live in the world, and to die in the air of the stench. I tato go to the hoof and put out all the candles. Then saying:
Kick the spati instantly. And tomorrow I will send all the games to the guests. The first axis, lads, passed in silent period thirty-five rockies, and I still remember the good yalinka. And for all the thirty-five rockies I, children, are never more than someone else's apple, and never once hurt the weak one. And now it’s easy to say that I’m so reasonably cheerful and good-natured.