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Valeriy MEDVEDЄV

Barankin, be a man!

CHASTINA PERSHA

Barankina, TO DOSHTSI!

PODIYA PERSHE

Two doors!

Yakby I і Kostya Malinin DIDN'T tweak two two geometries on the very ear of the primordial rock, then maybe nothing so nerdy and fantastic in our life didn’t become, but we didn’t get two geometries, and that was the next day. neimovirne, fantastical and navit, it is possible to say, above nature! ..

At the break, immediately after the whole unhappy journey, Zin'ka Fokin, the headman of our class, came to us and said: “Oh, Barankin and Malin! Oh, yak hanba! The whole school is bullshit! "Then she took the girls around her and became with them, judging by us, fold against us with Kostya like a snake. Narada was trying all the time, without having shed the bells before the onset of the lesson.

Over the next hour, Alik Novikov, a special photo correspondent of our stingazet, took a picture of us with Kostya with the words: “Dvijka skache! Dvіyka rush! ", Having attached our phizionomy to the newspaper, in the section" Humor and Satire ".

Pislya tsiy Era Kuzyakina, the chief editor of the stingazeta, marveled at us with a beggarly glance and hissed: “Eh, vi! Taku the newspaper zipsuvali! "

The newspaper, like, behind the words of Kuzyakinoyu, they wrote about Kostya, they looked beautifully, Vona was all decorated with colorful headlights, on the most prominent mice from the edge to the edge of the information, the letters were "extinguished" "

Honestly, it seems, our gloomy physiognomy of typical twins didn’t really fit in with the wobbly and sacred view. I didn’t find it, and I sent Kuzyakin a note to the following:

“Kuzyakina! I will love our cards, and the newspaper will be beautiful again! "

The word "beautiful" I frowned on two bold lines, ale Yerkan just overslept his shoulders and did not wonder in my direction ...

GO TO ANOTHER

Don't let me know ...

Yak tilki pushed through the last lesson, all the lads rushed to the door. I was already zbiravsya shtovhnuti doors with a shoulder, Ale Yerkan Kuzyakina stood as a rank of article on my way.

Chi does not go out! Chi does not go out! Let's go zbori! - screamed won and added in a low tone:

Dedicated to Barankin and Malin!

I do not mind, - Zinka Fokina shouted, - but rozmova! Douzhe seryozna rozmova! .. Go to the mice! ..

It’s over here! All the lads began to stumble, splash their desks, bark at us with Kostya and scream, so that the stench cannot be lost. They piled up for Kostya, in a way, more than anyone else. What about orders? They didn’t get up, it’s possible to say, reject the dvіyki, and on you - immediately zbori zbori, well, not zbori, so "I’m serious about it ..." At the last navchany rotsі tsyogo did not boom. Tobto two we have with Kostya, and in the last time there are also boules, ale, nichto didn’t get out of it. They opted out, slyly, albeit not so, not at once ... They gave it, as if it seemed, they were going to stop ... sisti on your own mission. If the noise gradually subsided and in the class there was a great silence, Zinka Fokina immediately felt the moment, to "seriously rozmovu", assignments to me and to my friend, Kostya Malin.

Me, slyly, even more unacceptably zgaduvati, how they talked about us with Kostya Zin'ka Fokin and our comrades at quiet zbora, i, unimpressed on the price, I put it all out like this, as if for good reason ...

STATE THIRD

Yak go to the opera ...

If everything went up and in the class quiet fell, Zinka Fokina shouted:

Oh, lads! Tse is just like neschastya! new navchalny rik yet did not rise to the occasion, but Barankin and Malin already stood up to correct the two dvіyki! ..

In the class, once again, there was a stinging noise, ale okremi viguki, obviously, it can be rosibrati.

In such minds, I see myself as the chief editor of the stingazeti! (Tse said Era Kuzyakina.) - But they gave the word, how to correct! (Mishka Yakovlev.) - Drone not happy! For the last time, they were nursed with them, and I know everything! (Alik Novikov.) - Viklikati Batkiv! (Nina Semenova.) - It's our class to fuck! (Irka Pukhova.) - Everybody's been doing good and good, and the axis to you, be a weasel! (Ella Sinitsina.) - Ganba Barankina і Malinina !! (Ninka і Іrka at once.) - So vignati їkh from our school, and everything !!! (Yerkan Kuzyakina.) "Garazd, Yerkan, I will guess the phrase".

All of them began to cry in one voice, that so voicelessly that we were already calling Kostya unhappily, but I thought about us, if you could be able to grasp it from the other side, but for Kostya Malinin - telepathy, you don’t mind! Once again, telepny, shake it off, him! And so far! For that one more! ..

Me and Kostya got the best out of it, but Vunk Smirnov shouted for everyone. It would seem that the cow was torturing, but it was moving. Tsyogo Venka had success in the last rotsi was shorter, now with us with Kostya. I didn’t show it, or even screaming.

Rudy, - I shouted at Venka Smirnov, - but why are you shouting voices for all? Yakbi persimyed you to the dough, if not two, but one of them! So what a move in a ganchirochka.

Eh, Barankin, - Venka Smirnov shouted at me, - I don’t contradict you, I’m shouting for you! I want to tell you guys! .. I think: it is not possible to write cannulas like this all at once to the dough. Treba, so a couple of them came to you with a letter ...

Smirnov! - shouted at Venka Zinka Fokina.

I vzagal, - prodovzhuvav shouting at the whole class Venka, - I wasted, they didn’t ask anybody any food, and they didn’t wiggle to the dough! ..

So shout the words ok, - I shouted to Venka, - and not all at once! ..

Oh, hush, lads, - said Fokina, - stop! Stop talking Barankin!

And what about Kazati? - I said. - Mi z Kostya is not guilty, but Mikhailo Mikhailovich in the whole naval rotsi wikklikv us to the sweetheart. Having fed a bunch of cogos from the witnesses, for example, Mishka Yakovlev, and everything went back to work ...

All became noise and confusion, and Fokina said:

Ty b, Barankin, not fancy, but brave the butt of Misha Yakovlev.

Think about it, butt-ministr! - I said, not even in a voice, but so, all the chuli.

PODIYA PERSHE
Two doors!

Yakby I і Kostya Malinin DIDN'T tweak two two geometries on the very ear of the primordial rock, then maybe nothing so nerdy and fantastic in our life didn’t become, but we didn’t get two geometries, and that was the next day. neimovirne, fantastical and navit, it is possible to say, above nature! ..

At the break, immediately after the whole unhappy journey, Zin'ka Fokin, the headman of our class, came to us and said: “Oh, Barankin and Malin! Oh, yak hanba! The whole school is bullshit! "Then she took the girls around her and became with them, judging by us, fold against us with Kostya like a snake. Narada was trying all the time, without having shed the bells before the onset of the lesson.

Over the next hour, Alik Novikov, a special photo correspondent of our stingazet, took a picture of us with Kostya with the words: “Dvijka skache! Dvіyka rush! ", Having attached our phizionomy to the newspaper, in the section" Humor and Satire ".

Pislya tsiy Era Kuzyakina, the chief editor of the stingazeta, marveled at us with a beggarly glance and hissed: “Eh, vi! Taku the newspaper zipsuvali! "

The newspaper, like, behind the words of Kuzyakinoyu, they wrote about Kostya, they looked beautifully, Vona was all decorated with colorful headlights, on the most prominent mice from the edge to the edge of the information, the letters were "extinguished" "

Honestly, it seems, our gloomy physiognomy of typical twins didn’t really fit in with the wobbly and sacred view. I didn’t find it, and I sent Kuzyakin a note to the following:

“Kuzyakina! I will love our cards, and the newspaper will be beautiful again! "

The word "beautiful" I frowned on two bold lines, ale Yerkan just overslept his shoulders and did not wonder in my direction ...

GO TO ANOTHER
Don't let me know ...

Yak tilki pushed through the last lesson, all the lads rushed to the door. I was already zbiravsya shtovhnuti doors with a shoulder, Ale Yerkan Kuzyakina stood as a rank of article on my way.

Chi does not go out! Chi does not go out! Let's go zbori! - screamed won and added in a low tone:

Dedicated to Barankin and Malin!

I do not mind, - Zinka Fokina shouted, - but rozmova! Douzhe seryozna rozmova! .. Go to the mice! ..

It’s over here! All the lads began to stumble, splash their desks, bark at us with Kostya and scream, so that the stench cannot be lost. They piled up for Kostya, in a way, more than anyone else. What about orders? They didn’t get up, it’s possible to say, reject the dvіyki, and on you - immediately zbori zbori, well, not zbori, so "I’m serious about it ..." At the last navchany rotsі tsyogo did not boom. Tobto two we have with Kostya, and in the last time there are also boules, ale, nichto didn’t get out of it. They opted out, slyly, albeit not so, not at once ... They gave it, as if it seemed, they were going to stop ... sisti on your own mission. If the noise gradually subsided and in the class there was a great silence, Zinka Fokina immediately felt the moment, to "seriously rozmovu", assignments to me and to my friend, Kostya Malin.

Me, slyly, even more unacceptably zgaduvati, how they talked about us with Kostya Zin'ka Fokin and our comrades at quiet zbora, i, unimpressed on the price, I put it all out like this, as if for good reason ...

STATE THIRD
Yak go to the opera ...

If everything went up and in the class quiet fell, Zinka Fokina shouted:

Oh, lads! Tse is just like neschastya! The new ruk has not yet risen to the occasion, but Barankin and Malin have already risen to correct two dvijki! ..

In the class, once again, there was a stinging noise, ale okremi viguki, obviously, it can be rosibrati.

In such minds, I see myself as the chief editor of the stingazeti! (Tse said Era Kuzyakina.) - But they gave the word, how to correct! (Mishka Yakovlev.) - Drone not happy! For the last time, they were nursed with them, and I know everything! (Alik Novikov.) - Viklikati Batkiv! (Nina Semenova.) - It's our class to fuck! (Irka Pukhova.) - Everybody's been doing good and good, and the axis to you, be a weasel! (Ella Sinitsina.) - Ganba Barankina і Malinina !! (Ninka і Іrka at once.) - So vignati їkh from our school, and everything !!! (Yerkan Kuzyakina.) "Garazd, Yerkan, I will guess the phrase".

All of them began to cry in one voice, that so voicelessly that we were already calling Kostya unhappily, but I thought about us, if you could be able to grasp it from the other side, but for Kostya Malinin - telepathy, you don’t mind! Once again, telepny, shake it off, him! And so far! For that one more! ..

Me and Kostya got the best out of it, but Vunk Smirnov shouted for everyone. It would seem that the cow was torturing, but it was moving. Tsyogo Venka had success in the last rotsi was shorter, now with us with Kostya. I didn’t show it, or even screaming.

Rudy, - I shouted at Venka Smirnov, - but why are you shouting voices for all? Yakbi persimyed you to the dough, if not two, but one of them! So what a move in a ganchirochka.

Eh, Barankin, - Venka Smirnov shouted at me, - I don’t contradict you, I’m shouting for you! I want to tell you guys! .. I think: it is not possible to write cannulas like this all at once to the dough. Treba, so a couple of them came to you with a letter ...

Smirnov! - shouted at Venka Zinka Fokina.

I vzagal, - prodovzhuvav shouting at the whole class Venka, - I wasted, they didn’t ask anybody any food, and they didn’t wiggle to the dough! ..

So shout the words ok, - I shouted to Venka, - and not all at once! ..

Oh, hush, lads, - said Fokina, - stop! Stop talking Barankin!

And what about Kazati? - I said. - Mi z Kostya is not guilty, but Mikhailo Mikhailovich in the whole naval rotsi wikklikv us to the sweetheart. Having fed a bunch of cogos from the witnesses, for example, Mishka Yakovlev, and everything went back to work ...

All became noise and confusion, and Fokina said:

Ty b, Barankin, not fancy, but brave the butt of Misha Yakovlev.

Think about it, butt-ministr! - I said, not even in a voice, but so, all the chuli.

The guys laughed again. Zinka Fokina groaned, and Yerkan stole her head, as she is great, and said:

Barankin! Tell me more beautifully, if you fix your dviyki with Malinin?

Malinin! - I said to Kostya. - Rose clear ...

CHASTINA PERSHA

Barankina, TO DOSHTSI!

PODIYA PERSHE

Two doors!

Yakby I і Kostya Malinin DIDN'T tweak two two geometries on the very ear of the primordial rock, then maybe nothing so nerdy and fantastic in our life didn’t become, but we didn’t get two geometries, and that was the next day. neimovirne, fantastical and navit, it is possible to say, above nature! ..

At the break, immediately after the whole unhappy journey, Zin'ka Fokin, the headman of our class, came to us and said: “Oh, Barankin and Malin! Oh, yak hanba! The whole school is bullshit! "Then she took the girls around her and became with them, judging by us, fold against us with Kostya like a snake. Narada was trying all the time, without having shed the bells before the onset of the lesson.

Over the next hour, Alik Novikov, a special photo correspondent of our stingazet, took a picture of us with Kostya with the words: “Dvijka skache! Dvіyka rush! ", Having attached our phizionomy to the newspaper, in the section" Humor and Satire ".

Pislya tsiy Era Kuzyakina, the chief editor of the stingazeta, marveled at us with a beggarly glance and hissed: “Eh, vi! Taku the newspaper zipsuvali! "

The newspaper, like, behind the words of Kuzyakinoyu, they wrote about Kostya, they looked beautifully, Vona was all decorated with colorful headlights, on the most prominent mice from the edge to the edge of the information, the letters were "extinguished" "

Honestly, it seems, our gloomy physiognomy of typical twins didn’t really fit in with the wobbly and sacred view. I didn’t find it, and I sent Kuzyakin a note to the following:

“Kuzyakina! I will love our cards, and the newspaper will be beautiful again! "

The word "beautiful" I frowned on two bold lines, ale Yerkan just overslept his shoulders and did not wonder in my direction ...

GO TO ANOTHER

Don't let me know ...

Yak tilki pushed through the last lesson, all the lads rushed to the door. I was already zbiravsya shtovhnuti doors with a shoulder, Ale Yerkan Kuzyakina stood as a rank of article on my way.

Chi does not go out! Chi does not go out! Let's go zbori! - screamed won and added in a low tone:

Dedicated to Barankin and Malin!

I do not mind, - Zinka Fokina shouted, - but rozmova! Douzhe seryozna rozmova! .. Go to the mice! ..

It’s over here! All the lads began to stumble, splash their desks, bark at us with Kostya and scream, so that the stench cannot be lost. They piled up for Kostya, in a way, more than anyone else. What about orders? They didn’t get up, it’s possible to say, reject the dvіyki, and on you - immediately zbori zbori, well, not zbori, so "I’m serious about it ..." At the last navchany rotsі tsyogo did not boom. Tobto two we have with Kostya, and in the last time there are also boules, ale, nichto didn’t get out of it. They opted out, slyly, albeit not so, not at once ... They gave it, as if it seemed, they were going to stop ... sisti on your own mission. If the noise gradually subsided and in the class there was a great silence, Zinka Fokina immediately felt the moment, to "seriously rozmovu", assignments to me and to my friend, Kostya Malin.

Me, slyly, even more unacceptably zgaduvati, how they talked about us with Kostya Zin'ka Fokin and our comrades at quiet zbora, i, unimpressed on the price, I put it all out like this, as if for good reason ...

STATE THIRD

Yak go to the opera ...

If everything went up and in the class quiet fell, Zinka Fokina shouted:

Oh, lads! Tse is just like neschastya! The new ruk has not yet risen to the occasion, but Barankin and Malin have already risen to correct two dvijki! ..

In the class, once again, there was a stinging noise, ale okremi viguki, obviously, it can be rosibrati.

In such minds, I see myself as the chief editor of the stingazeti! (Tse said Era Kuzyakina.) - But they gave the word, how to correct! (Mishka Yakovlev.) - Drone not happy! For the last time, they were nursed with them, and I know everything! (Alik Novikov.) - Viklikati Batkiv! (Nina Semenova.) - It's our class to fuck! (Irka Pukhova.) - Everybody's been doing good and good, and the axis to you, be a weasel! (Ella Sinitsina.) - Ganba Barankina і Malinina !! (Ninka і Іrka at once.) - So vignati їkh from our school, and everything !!! (Yerkan Kuzyakina.) "Garazd, Yerkan, I will guess the phrase".

All of them began to cry in one voice, that so voicelessly that we were already calling Kostya unhappily, but I thought about us, if you could be able to grasp it from the other side, but for Kostya Malinin - telepathy, you don’t mind! Once again, telepny, shake it off, him! And so far! For that one more! ..

Me and Kostya got the best out of it, but Vunk Smirnov shouted for everyone. It would seem that the cow was torturing, but it was moving. Tsyogo Venka had success in the last rotsi was shorter, now with us with Kostya. I didn’t show it, or even screaming.

Rudy, - I shouted at Venka Smirnov, - but why are you shouting voices for all? Yakbi persimyed you to the dough, if not two, but one of them! So what a move in a ganchirochka.

Eh, Barankin, - Venka Smirnov shouted at me, - I don’t contradict you, I’m shouting for you! I want to tell you guys! .. I think: it is not possible to write cannulas like this all at once to the dough. Treba, so a couple of them came to you with a letter ...

Smirnov! - shouted at Venka Zinka Fokina.

I vzagal, - prodovzhuvav shouting at the whole class Venka, - I wasted, they didn’t ask anybody any food, and they didn’t wiggle to the dough! ..

So shout the words ok, - I shouted to Venka, - and not all at once! ..

Oh, hush, lads, - said Fokina, - stop! Stop talking Barankin!

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Valeriy MEDVEDЄV

Barankin, be a man!

CHASTINA PERSHA

Barankina, TO DOSHTSI!

PODIYA PERSHE

Two doors!

Yakby I і Kostya Malinin DIDN'T tweak two two geometries on the very ear of the primordial rock, then maybe nothing so nerdy and fantastic in our life didn’t become, but we didn’t get two geometries, and that was the next day. neimovirne, fantastical and navit, it is possible to say, above nature! ..

At the break, immediately after the whole unhappy journey, Zin'ka Fokin, the headman of our class, came to us and said: “Oh, Barankin and Malin! Oh, yak hanba! The whole school is bullshit! "Then she took the girls around her and became with them, judging by us, fold against us with Kostya like a snake. Narada was trying all the time, without having shed the bells before the onset of the lesson.

Over the next hour, Alik Novikov, a special photo correspondent of our stingazet, took a picture of us with Kostya with the words: “Dvijka skache! Dvіyka rush! ", Having attached our phizionomy to the newspaper, in the section" Humor and Satire ".

Pislya tsiy Era Kuzyakina, the chief editor of the stingazeta, marveled at us with a beggarly glance and hissed: “Eh, vi! Taku the newspaper zipsuvali! "

The newspaper, like, behind the words of Kuzyakinoyu, they wrote about Kostya, they looked beautifully, Vona was all grown up with colorful headlights, on the most prominent scene from the edge to the edge of the information by the "scribbled letters" extinguished! "

Honestly, it seems, our gloomy physiognomy of typical twins didn’t really fit in with the wobbly and sacred view. I didn’t find it, and I sent Kuzyakin a note to the following:

“Kuzyakina! I will love our cards, and the newspaper will be beautiful again! "

The word "beautiful" I frowned on two bold lines, ale Yerkan just overslept his shoulders and did not wonder in my direction ...

GO TO ANOTHER

Don't let me know ...

Yak tilki pushed through the last lesson, all the lads rushed to the door. I was already zbiravsya shtovhnuti doors with a shoulder, Ale Yerkan Kuzyakina stood as a rank of article on my way.

- Chi does not come out! Chi does not go out! Let's go zbori! - screamed won and added in a low tone:

- Barankin and Malin's assignments!

- I niyake do not fight, - shouted Zinka Fokina, - but rozmova! Douzhe seryozna rozmova! .. Go to the mice! ..

It’s over here! All the lads began to stumble, splash their desks, bark at us with Kostya and scream, so that the stench cannot be lost. They piled up for Kostya, in a way, more than anyone else. What about orders? They didn’t get up, it’s possible to say, reject the dvіyki, and on you - immediately zbori zbori, well, not zbori, so "I’m serious about it ..." At the last navchany rotsі tsyogo did not boom. Tobto two we have with Kostya, and in the last time there are also boules, ale, nichto didn’t get out of it. They opted out, slyly, albeit not so, not at once ... They gave it, as if it seemed, they were going to stop ... sisti on your own mission. If the noise gradually subsided and in the class there was a great silence, Zinka Fokina immediately felt the moment, to "seriously rozmovu", assignments to me and to my friend, Kostya Malin.

Me, slyly, even more unacceptably zgaduvati, how they talked about us with Kostya Zin'ka Fokin and our comrades at quiet zbora, i, unimpressed on the price, I put it all out like this, as if for good reason ...

STATE THIRD

Yak go to the opera ...

If everything went up and in the class quiet fell, Zinka Fokina shouted:

- Oh, lads! Tse is just like neschastya! The new ruk has not yet risen to the occasion, but Barankin and Malin have already risen to correct two dvijki! ..

In the class, once again, there was a stinging noise, ale okremi viguki, obviously, it can be rosibrati.

- With such minds, I am the head editor of the stingazeti! (Tse said Era Kuzyakina.) - But they gave the word, how to correct! (Mishka Yakovlev.) - Drone not happy! For the last time they were nursed with them, and I know everything! (Alik Novikov.) - Viklikati Batkiv! (Nina Semyonova.) - It's our class to fuck! (Irka Pukhova.) - Everyone has been engaged in "good" and "seen", and axis to you, be a weasel! (Ella Sinitsina.) - Ganba Barankina і Malinina !! (Ninka і Іrka at once.) - So vignati їkh from our school, and everything !!! (Yerkan Kuzyakina.) "Garazd, Yerkan, I will guess the phrase".

All of them began to cry in one voice, that so voicelessly that we were already calling Kostya unhappily, but I thought about us, if you could be able to grasp it from the other side, but for Kostya Malinin - telepathy, you don’t mind! Once again, telepny, shake it off, him! And so far! For that one more! ..

Me and Kostya got the best out of it, but Vunk Smirnov shouted for everyone. It would seem that the cow was torturing, but it was moving. Tsyogo Venka had success in the last rotsi was shorter, now with us with Kostya. I didn’t show it, or even screaming.

“Rudy,” I shouted at Venka Smirnov, “but why are you shouting voices for all? Yakbi persimyed you to the dough, if not two, but one of them! So what a move in a ganchirochka.

- Eh t, Barankin, - Venka Smirnov shouted at me, - I don’t mind you, I’m shouting for you! I want to tell you guys! .. I think: it is not possible to write cannulas like this all at once to the dough. Treba, so a couple of them came to you with a letter ...

- Smirnov! - shouted at Venka Zinka Fokina.

- I vzagal, - prodovzhuvav shouting at the whole class Venka, - propon, they didn’t ask anybody any food, and they didn’t wiggle to the dough! ..

“So shout out the words ok,” I shouted to Venka, “and not all at once! ..

- Oh, hush, lads, - said Fokina, - shut up! Stop talking Barankin!

- What about Kazati? - I said. - Mi z Kostya is not a winnie, but Mikhailo Mikhailovich in the whole new rotsi wikklikv us to the sweetheart. Having fed a bunch of cogos from witnesses, for example, Mishka Yakovlev, and everything has gone back from p'yatirki ...

All became noise and confusion, and Fokina said:

- Ty b, Barankin, not fancy, but brave the butt of Misha Yakovlev.

- Think about it, butt-ministr! - I said, not even in a voice, but so, all the chuli.

The guys laughed again. Zinka Fokina groaned, and Yerkan stole her head, as she is great, and said:

- Barankin! Tell me more beautifully, if you fix your dviyki with Malinin?

- Malinin! - I said to Kostya. - Rose clear ...

- Why are you shouting? - saying Malinin. - Let's fix my dvіyki ...

- Yura, if you can’t do it right? - having supplied me with Kostya Malinin.

- And you, Malinin, don't you mind your own head on your shoulders? - shouted Kuzyakina.

“The four are correct,” I said in a firm voice, so I could bring some residual clarity to the price of food.

- Hlops! Why should I go? This means that our class is guilty of experiencing the whole quarter of the unhappy two!

- Barankin! - said Zinka Fokina. - Klas grabbed, and we corrected the two tomorrow!

- Vibachte be a weasel! - I got overwhelmed. - Tomorrow is week!

- Nichogo, take care of yourself! (Misha Yakovlev.) - So їm and treba! (Alik Novikov.) - Tie them with motorcycle ties to their desks! (Yerkan Kuzyakina.) - Is it not reasonable to solve problems with Kostya? (Tse having already said I.) - And I will explain to you! (Misha Yakovlev.) Mi and Kostya exchanged glances and said nothing.

- Moving a sign of zgoda! - said Zinka Fokina. - So, housewife for a week! Vrantsi borrow from Yakovlev, and then you come to the school garden - let's plant a tree!

- Physical pratsya, - said the chief editor of our stingazet, - shrinking for a rosy robot.

“It’s so good to go,” I said, “to mean, like in an opera, to go ...“ I’m not dreaming, I’m not seeing a tortured soul! .. "

- Alik! - said the headman of our class. - Marvel, the stench has not flowed in! ..

- Chi does not flow! - having said Alik. - To create more fun exposing! My rozmova is short! For one thing ... - Alik now has a camera on us with Kostya. - I signature ...

APPROACH OF THE FOURTH

(Even more important!)

And how am I going to be a human being ?!

The hunks, peremovlyayuchis, went to the class, and from Kostya they continued to sit at the party and move. Ziznatisya honestly, my offense at him just bully, as it seems, she was dumbfounded. I have already said that before we could have been told to get rid of the two, and more than once, even though none of our lads did not take us from Kostya on the very cob of fate in such a turn, like on Saturday.

- Yura! - said Zinka Fokina. (The axis is marvelous! Earlier, she called me only with a nickname.) - Yura ... Be a human! .. Correct two things tomorrow! Weyprawish?

Vona spoke with me so, dumb in the class of one. Nemov instructed me not to sit good friend Kostya Malinin.

- viraviti? her food repeated quietly.

Fokina(Drilled). It’s uncomfortable to roam like people with you!

I AM(Coldly). Well, don't move!

Fokina(She Oburenі). I won't!

I AM(Still cold-blooded.) And she herself grows! ..

Fokina(Drilled in a thousand times). To that I want to become a man!

- And how am I going to be a human being, todi? .. - I shouted at Fokina.

- Well, Barankin! You know, Barankin! .. That's it, Barankin! .. - said Fokina and went to the class.

And I know that I’m lost to sit at the party, the flyworms sit and think about those, like I’m acting like a human being ... ”Already tired ... human life and such an important new ric ... ...

Podya p'yata

Still hand over the shovels ...

The first axis of the cycle is not instruction! On the dad's calendar, the number and the letters are framed with a cheerful horny headlight. All lads from our booth are sacred. Go hto in cine, hto to football, hto at their own special right, and with Kostya sitting in the yard on the shopkeeper and chekamo Mishka Yakovlev, who would like to study with him.

On weekdays, there may be little satisfaction, if you are busy on a weekday, if everyone is thinking, it’s just one torment. In the courtyard, as for evil, the weather is wonderful. In the sky, there are no hmarinks, and the sun is greeted like a lithuanian.

To the wound, if I threw myself and wiggled into the street, the whole sky was gloomy. Behind a whistle whistle, and seeing leaves from the trees.

I am healthy. Thinking that there is a hail from a pigeon's egg, Mishka is afraid to go to the street, and our busyness will not come. If it’s not a hail, then maybe it’s a wind naduє snig or a board. The bear with its character, slyly, was attracted in the snow and in the boards, but in the meantime it would not be so imaginative to sit at home and sit over the handlers. As soon as I put my plans in my head, everything went napack. Khmari were re-transformed into khmari, and then they wandered. And before the arrival of Kistka Malin, the weather was getting better, and now the sun is in the courtyard and the sky is clear. First and foremost, do not collapse. Quiet. So quietly, right from the birch trees, before we were sitting with Kostya, the leaves stopped falling.

- Gay vi, pidberezniki! - Mum's voice from the window of our apartment. - Are you going to children to study?

Tse food won’t ask us about p'yvany times.

- Mi chekaєmo Yakovlev!

- Is it possible to start a hiba without Yakovlev?

Ale Vedmediki was not at a loss. Alik Novikov looms behind the hvirtkoy, once hanging from behind a tree. Win buv, yak zavzhdi, all wrapped around cameras and all sorts of photo accessories. I, astonishingly, didn’t have the chance to be astonished at the retailer, and the ubik looked like that.

- Sunday to be called! - I said, ztsіpivshi teeth.

In a whole hour before Aliku Zinka Fokina went; she carried shovels on her shoulders, a carton box was squeezed into her groove, and in the left hand a net for catching snowstorms.

Alik took a picture of Zinka with shovels on his shoulders, and the stench at once straightened up to us. I thought that Alik was now calling the shovels on his shoulders, but I didn’t feel red. All the shovels were prodovzhuvala Zinka Fokin's pull, and Alik prodovzhuvav trimatis with his hands for the camera, as if hanging at the new one.

- Hey vie, photographer, - I said to Alik, if the stench at once with Zinka got close to the shop. - Build, tsi shovels you are not on the shoulder, Your Manifestation!

- Then the stench will be on the shoulder with you with Kostya, - having said, the anti-terrorists did not know, Alik Novikov, point the device at us with Kostya. - 1st signature: headman to class 3. Fokina handed over household equipment to her spyvitchizniki ...

Zinka Fokina pushed the shovels to the side of the shop, and Alik Novikov clicked his camera.

- So, - I said, respectfully looking at the spades. - Yak in the magazine "Vognische" go ...

- How can I go? - energized me Fokin.

- A ridiculous picture, - I explained.

- Reason, - having said Alik, - do you have a handle on the shovel?

- Ні, - I said to Alik. - De lads, what will you do with a shovel? ..

- Barankin! - Zinka Fokina grumbled. - Ty scho, you are not going to green school this year?

- Why am I not climbing? - Announcement of Zincy. - I'm climbing ... Tilki unavoidably, for an hour I'll be going ...

- Barankin, be a human being! - said Zinka Fokina. - Come to the school garden innocently to borrow from Misha Yakovlev!

* * *

Vona wanted to tell us about Kostya, but she changed her mind, turned around and with a shovel on her shoulders, the flywheel straightened it right up to the school.

Alik Novikov once again took up his post of bilya hvirtki behind a tree. Kostya spokhmurnіv even more and dumbfounded on the shovels; I am amazed at them as hypnotizations, and I am navpaki; I am namagavsya at the tsey "Inventar" not a beast of zhodnoy respect. With the strength of my strength, I’ll be cheerful, I become amazed at the trees, wondering about those that are up to the next to them, fantastic ones, it is possible to say, supra-natural podіkі, like to flare up in our courtyard, to be lost for a long time ...

PODIYA SHOSTA

Seven vicious days in tizhni - the axis of the scho hit my wow!

In the bushes, the gorobtsi voicedly bloomed. The stench of merry companionship once gazed at the giloks, shifting from tree to tree, on the lull of them the zraikas were either clenched or stretched out. Bulo is similar, none of the gorobtsi boules are tied between themselves with gum threads.

In front of my very nose, in the twilight, the yakas komashny fluttered carelessly. Blizzards purked over the flowerbed. On the benches, on the yak, we sat with Kostya, the black creeps were beating. One goose bumps me on a number and becoming a face on my son.

"The axis of whom, ymovіrno, skinny day notіlya!" - I thought, zzdrіstyu marvel at the gorobtsіv. Chee not staring eyes from akatsiya, I became, melodiously, two fifty times torn up my life and the life of the people of the city and come to the end of the day. To finish the bulo to glance once, to perekonatisya, how the life of birds and small comas boiled carefree and simply miraculous; Nichto they didn’t check, nichto didn’t learn anything, they didn’t force anybody, they didn’t read any notes, they didn’t give anyone a shovel ... Kozhen is alive by his own means and having timid everything that he will be lured into. And so everything is life! All days rosefarboi with horny farboy! The whole hour is holy! Seven days at work - and all the weeks! And we have one weekend with Malinin in seven days, or is that a good day? So, only one name. And well, I want to live for one day, the axis is so, how can I live? Happy? Murashov, or gorobts?? give, buy, see, help, vivchi! The school may not be easier. Varto bulo me live in the class, just as I and I feel from the Fokinoi Zinka:

“Oh, Barankin, be a human being! Don’t spin, don’t write off, don’t be rude, don’t be mischievous! .. "I am so far away, and so much more ...

Be a people at school!

Be a human on the streets!

Be a human being!

Would you like to know?!

First of all, take an hour for a repair? A trifle of great time, of course, it is possible to wipe out, but the axis can be known for the repair as well, so that you absolutely do not have to take care of everything that your soul is interested in? And then I came up with that neumovirna idea, as I have already long ago, then been seen before my head. And now, how can you take it and try it out? Happy New Year! Infection! More food, maybe no more, no more, and no more comfortable atmosphere and mood, maybe no more, no more! .. A collection of requests about all the requests of Kostya Malinin. And maybe bootie, not varto? .. Ні, varto! Rozpovim! And be there!

- Malinin! - I said in a whisper. - Hear me, Malinin! .. - As a result of hvilyuvannya I didn’t choke a little. - Hear!

Obviously, since I didn’t need to be busy on the whole weekend, but rather then practice in the school garden, then I, maybe, wouldn’t have liked Kostya with my unnatural and beautiful idea, a little bit of a wash, , huddled up to me with their grip, they reassigned, as it seems, a cup of my patience, and I am violated the action.

PODIAYA SOMA

One in the light of the instruction

Once again I glanced at the windows of our apartment, at the sky, at Vorobyov, at the hvirtka, on which axis-axis Mishko Yakovlev was guilty, and saying in a fair voice:

- Kostya! And you know, what is my mom?

- What? - having supplied Kostya.

- My mother is sturdzhu, - having said l, - if you just want to, then you can turn into an eagle!

- At the eagles? - having drunk Kostya Malinin and I do not mind, why am I saying, having sunk into the wall of our booth, it is written in kreyda on the bulo:

...

Barankina is a dreamer UNHEAD !!!

- At the eagles! - after confirming me. - Ale tilki, if you want in a fair way.

Malinin looked through the fence and marveled in disbelief at my nis.

My profile is built on the whole prototype of the eagle. I am buv kirpatiy. Behind the wall of my mothers, I have pavements of brick, so through the dyrochki of my closed burn of the nose it is possible to glaze, forgive me, I think.

- So well you walk with such a nose, how can you transform into an eagle? - having supplied Kostya Malinin.

- I’m not talking about nis, I was fooling!

- And about scho? - Kostya is still not rosy.

- And about those who, if you really want to, it means that people can be re-imagined, for example, into a gorobtsa ...

- Tse now we are being re-created, for example, in gorobts? - having energized Kostya Malinin, marvel at me yak at the abnormal.

- Yak - now? Recreating in the city and I would like to spend one week in a human way!

- Yak tse - like human beings? - by feeding Malinin's input.

- In human terms - to mean in a fair way, - I explained. - Vlashtuumo is a happy weekend day and it seems that it is suitable to be from the chain of arithmetic, from the Vedmedics of Yakovlev ... It’s obvious, if you don’t get into being a human being, then you can’t re-create - sit and check Mishka ...

- Yak tse - without getting used to it? I dyzhe navit vtomivsya booty people! - having said Kostya. - Maybe more than yours! ..

- Well, the axis! Axis tse in a comrade!

And I, for even more drowned people, became the description of Kostya Malin's life, without any turbots or a bother, like, on my thought, she checked us, as if we were in the distance as a rank to transform into gorobts.

- The axis is wonderful! - having said Kostya.

- It's great, great! - I said.

- Check it out! - having said Kostya. - And how are we going to re-create with you? What system?

- Chi without reading, neatly, in kazkahs: "Knocking about the earth and transforming Ivanushka into an eagle bistrokrylim ... Knocking about the earth again and re-creating ..."?

- Hear, Yurka, - Kostya Malinin said to me, - and why should you knock on the ground? ..

- It is possible and not to knock, - I said, - it is possible, if you help me, to have a good fortune and charming words ...

- Are there any charming words for you? Three old Kazakhs, why?

- Navishcho - for the sake of it? I made it up myself. Axis ... - I stitched up Kostya, it stitches, it stitches, as if I hadn’t shoved it on the light yet, it’s around me. - Everything is written here ...

- “Yak will transform from people to gorobtsa according to Barankin's system. Instructions ", - after reading Kostya's whistling poems, he wrote on the backbone of the zoshita and blown out the first side ...