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Eduard Uspensky

Funny stories for children

© Uspensky E. N., 2013

© Ill., Oleynikov I. Yu., 2013

© Ill., Pavlova K. A., 2013

© AST Publishing House LLC, 2015

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About the boy Yasha

How the boy Yasha climbed everywhere

The boy Yasha always loved to climb everywhere and get into everything. As soon as they brought any suitcase or box, Yasha immediately found himself in it.

And he climbed into all sorts of bags. And into the closets. And under the tables.

Mom often said:

“I’m afraid that if I go to the post office with him, he’ll get into some empty parcel and they’ll send him to Kzyl-Orda.”

He got a lot of trouble for this.

And then Yasha took on a new fashion - he began to fall from everywhere. When the house heard:

- Uh! – everyone understood that Yasha had fallen from somewhere. And the louder the “uh” was, the greater the altitude from which Yasha flew. For example, mom hears:

- Uh! - that means it’s okay. It was Yasha who simply fell off his stool.

If you hear:

- Uh-uh! - this means the matter is very serious. It was Yasha who fell off the table. We need to go and inspect his lumps. And when visiting, Yasha climbed everywhere, and even tried to climb onto the shelves in the store.

One day dad said:

“Yasha, if you climb anywhere else, I don’t know what I’ll do to you.” I'll tie you to the vacuum cleaner with ropes. And you will walk everywhere with a vacuum cleaner. And you will go to the store with your mother with a vacuum cleaner, and in the yard you will play in the sand tied to the vacuum cleaner.

Yasha was so scared that after these words he didn’t climb anywhere for half a day.

And then he finally climbed onto dad’s table and fell down along with the phone. Dad took it and actually tied it to the vacuum cleaner.

Yasha walks around the house, and the vacuum cleaner follows him like a dog. And he goes to the store with his mother with a vacuum cleaner, and plays in the yard. Very uncomfortable. You can't climb a fence or ride a bike.

But Yasha learned to turn on the vacuum cleaner. Now, instead of “uh”, “uh-uh” began to be heard constantly.

As soon as mom sits down to knit socks for Yasha, suddenly all over the house - “oo-oo-oo”. Mom is jumping up and down.

We decided to come to an amicable agreement. Yasha was untied from the vacuum cleaner. And he promised not to climb anywhere else. Dad said:

– This time, Yasha, I will be stricter. I'll tie you to a stool. And I’ll nail the stool to the floor. And you will live with a stool, like a dog with a kennel.

Yasha was very afraid of such punishment.

But then a very wonderful opportunity turned up - we bought a new wardrobe.

First Yasha climbed into the closet. He sat in the closet for a long time, banging his forehead against the walls. This is an interesting matter. Then I got bored and went out.

He decided to climb onto the closet.

Yasha moved the dining table to the closet and climbed onto it. But I didn’t reach the top of the closet.

Then he placed a light chair on the table. He climbed onto the table, then onto the chair, then onto the back of the chair and began to climb onto the closet. I'm already halfway across.

And then the chair slipped out from under his feet and fell to the floor. And Yasha remained half on the closet, half in the air.

Somehow he climbed onto the closet and fell silent. Try telling your mom:

- Oh, mom, I’m sitting on the closet!

Mom will immediately transfer him to a stool. And he will live like a dog all his life near the stool.

Here he sits and is silent. Five minutes, ten minutes, five more minutes. In general, almost a whole month. And Yasha slowly began to cry.

And mom hears: Yasha can’t hear something.

And if you can’t hear Yasha, it means Yasha is doing something wrong. Or he chews matches, or he climbed up to his knees into the aquarium, or he draws Cheburashka on his father’s papers.

Mom started looking in different places. And in the closet, and in the nursery, and in dad’s office. And there is order everywhere: dad works, the clock is ticking. And if there is order everywhere, it means that something difficult must have happened to Yasha. Something extraordinary.

Mom screams:

- Yasha, where are you?

But Yasha is silent.

- Yasha, where are you?

But Yasha is silent.

Then mom started thinking. He sees a chair lying on the floor. He sees that the table is not in place. He sees Yasha sitting on the closet.

Mom asks:

- Well, Yasha, are you going to sit on the closet all your life now, or are we going to climb down?

Yasha doesn't want to go down. He is afraid that he will be tied to a stool.

He says:

- I won’t get down.

Mom says:

- Okay, let's live on the closet. Now I'll bring you lunch.

She brought Yasha soup in a plate, a spoon and bread, and a small table and a stool.

Yasha was having lunch on the closet.

Then his mother brought him a potty on the closet. Yasha was sitting on the potty.

And in order to wipe his butt, mom had to stand on the table herself.

At this time, two boys came to visit Yasha.

Mom asks:

- Well, should you serve Kolya and Vitya for the cupboard?

Yasha says:

- Serve.

And then dad couldn’t stand it from his office:

“Now I’ll come and visit him at his closet.” Not just one, but with a strap. Remove it from the cabinet immediately.

They took Yasha out of the closet, and he said:

“Mom, the reason I didn’t get off is because I’m afraid of the stool.” Dad promised to tie me to the stool.

“Oh, Yasha,” says mom, “you’re still little.” You don't understand jokes. Go play with the guys.

But Yasha understood jokes.

But he also understood that dad didn’t like to joke.

He can easily tie Yasha to a stool. And Yasha didn’t climb anywhere else.

How the boy Yasha ate poorly

Yasha was good to everyone, but he ate poorly. All the time with concerts. Either mom sings to him, then dad shows him tricks. And he gets along well:

- Don't want.

Mom says:

- Yasha, eat your porridge.

- Don't want.

Dad says:

- Yasha, drink juice!

- Don't want.

Mom and Dad are tired of trying to persuade him every time. And then my mother read in one scientific pedagogical book that children do not need to be persuaded to eat. You need to put a plate of porridge in front of them and wait until they get hungry and eat everything.

They set and placed plates in front of Yasha, but he didn’t eat or eat anything. He doesn’t eat cutlets, soup, or porridge. He became thin and dead, like a straw.

- Yasha, eat your porridge!

- Don't want.

- Yasha, eat your soup!

- Don't want.

Previously, his pants were difficult to fasten, but now he was hanging out completely freely in them. It was possible to put another Yasha in these pants.

And then one day a strong wind blew.

And Yasha was playing in the area. He was very light, and the wind blew him around the area. I rolled 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 and suffer with the soup.

But he doesn't come. You can't even hear him. He not only became dead, but his voice also became dead. You can't hear anything about him squeaking 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 neither seen nor heard.

Dad said this:

“I think our Yasha was blown away somewhere by the wind.” Come on, mom, we'll take the pot of soup out onto the porch. The wind will blow and bring the smell of soup to Yasha. He will come crawling to this delicious smell.

And so they did. They took the pot of soup out onto the porch. The wind carried the smell to Yasha.

Yasha, as soon as he smelled the delicious soup, immediately crawled towards the smell. Because I was cold and lost a lot of strength.

He crawled, crawled, crawled for half an hour. But I achieved my goal. He came to his mother’s kitchen and immediately ate a whole pot of soup! How can he eat three cutlets at once? How can he drink three glasses of compote?

Mom was amazed. She didn't even know whether to be happy or sad. She says:

“Yasha, if you eat like this every day, I won’t have enough food.”

Yasha reassured her:

- No, mom, I won’t eat that much every day. This is me correcting past mistakes. I will, like all children, eat well. I'll be a completely different boy.

He wanted to say “I will,” but he came up with “bubu.” Do you know why? Because his mouth was stuffed with an apple. He couldn't stop.

Since then, Yasha has been eating well.

Cook boy Yasha stuffed everything into his mouth

The boy Yasha had this strange habit: whatever he saw, he immediately put it in his mouth. If he sees a button, put it in his mouth. If he sees dirty money, put it in his mouth. When he sees a nut lying on the ground, he also tries to stuff it into his mouth.

- Yasha, this is very harmful! Well, spit out this piece of iron.

Yasha argues and doesn’t want to spit it out. I have to force it all out of his mouth. At home they began to hide everything from Yasha.

And buttons, and thimbles, and small toys, and even lighters. There was simply nothing left to stuff into a person’s mouth.

What about on the street? You can’t clean everything on the street...

And when Yasha arrives, dad takes tweezers and takes everything out of Yasha’s mouth:

- Coat button - one.

- Beer cap - two.

On Tuesday, August 14, the famous writer Eduard Uspensky passed away. He was 80 years old. According to relatives, the author of legendary children's works suffered from cancer for a long time. Read about the life and work of Eduard Uspensky in our Questions and Answers section.

Biography

Eduard Uspensky was born on December 22, 1937 in Yegoryevsk. The writer’s father worked in the apparatus of the Central Committee of the All-Union Communist Party, his mother was a mechanical engineer.

In 1955, Uspensky entered the Moscow Aviation Institute. Already during his student years he began to engage in literary creativity. His poems and feuilletons were regularly published in the institute's wall newspaper. And starting from 1960, the writer published them in pop collections, the newspaper "Nedelya" and the magazine "Crocodile".

After graduating from university (1961), Uspensky worked for three and a half years at the Second Moscow Instrument-Making Plant.

The beginning of creative activity

In 1965, Uspensky, together with Felix Kamov, headed the author's group of the MAI student pop-satirical theater "Television". And in 1966, the Moscow publishing house "Iskusstvo" published a collection of humorous stories for the stage, "Four under one cover." These four were Eduard Uspensky, Felix Kamov, Arkady Arkanov and Grigory Gorin.

Books for children

Uspensky began writing for children in the mid-1960s. Five years later (1965), the publishing house "Children's Literature" published his first book - a collection of poems "Funny Elephant".

The famous fairy tale "Gena the Crocodile and His Friends" was published in 1966. Crocodile Gena and Cheburashka become favorite characters of children and adults. Not only in the USSR, but also abroad.

In 1969, animator director Roman Kachanov staged the puppet animated film "Crocodile Gena" based on the scripts of Eduard Uspensky. In 1971, "Cheburashka" was released. Next came “Shapoklyak” (1974), “Cheburashka goes to school” (1983).

Together with Kachanov, Uspensky wrote the plays “Cheburashka and His Friends” (1970) and “Gena the Crocodile’s Holiday” (1974). In the 2000s, animated films about Cheburashka were made in Japan.

Uncle Fyodor, dog and cat

The story-fairy tale about a boy whom everyone called Uncle Fyodor was published in 1974. Based on Uspensky's book, director Vladimir Popov made the animated films "Three from Prostokvashino" in 1978. And the popular favorite cat Matroskin was voiced by the famous actor Oleg Tabakov. Two years later, “Vacation in Prostokvashino” was released, and in 1984, “Winter in Prostokvashino”. These cartoons, as well as the books on which they were based, have become favorite works for people of all ages for many years.

Uspensky also wrote fairy-tale stories “Down the Magic River” (1972), “Guarantee Men” (1975), “School of Clowns” (1983), “Kolobok Follows the Trail” and more.

Related materials


Cartoons

Ouspensky's works have been translated into 25 languages. 60 animated films were made based on his scripts and works. This is the famous “Antoshka”, “Ivashka from the Palace of Pioneers”, “The Investigation is Conducted by Koloboks” and other equally famous and beloved works.

Performances, films, TV

The repertoire of Russian theaters includes performances based on the works of Uspensky. His books were also used to make films for children, which they still enjoy watching today. For example, “There, on unknown paths...”.

Uspensky was also one of the jury members of the television program “The Club of the Cheerful and Resourceful,” and hosted the musical program “Ships Came into Our Harbor” on radio and television.

“The brilliant Eduard Uspensky has passed away. Thank you for our childhood impressions, for Gena and Cheburashka, for the cat Matroskin, Uncle Fyodor, postman Pechkin, Sharik... My condolences to our loved ones. Blessed memory!” — Shaposhnikov wrote on Twitter.

Nikolaevich is one of the most popular children's writers in the post-Soviet space. More than one generation of children grew up reading the books he wrote.

Uspensky's childhood and youth

The future writer was born in 1937 in the small town of Yegoryevsk, which is located in the Moscow region. His parents were educated people, they had Eduard - not the only child in the family, the boy had an older brother Igor, and later Yuri was born. After the start of the war, young Edward, along with his mother and brothers, was evacuated. Until 1944, the family lived in the Urals.

Returning to Moscow, the future writer entered school, but did not study very well. Only in the seventh grade did he begin to make progress in his studies; he was best at mathematics. A big role in Edward’s passion for reading was played by his stepfather Nikolai Stepanovich Pronsky, who had a huge library, carefully kept books and forbade exchanging them for food.

The first experiments in versification date back to the time when young Uspensky was in ninth grade. At that time, writing was a fashionable hobby. Uspensky's poetic works were published in literary newspapers and sounded from radios. The experience of working in camps as a pioneer leader played a big role in Uspensky’s development as a writer of children’s books.

Adult Uspensky

Having become a student at the capital's aviation institute, Eduard Uspensky continued to engage in literary activities. After graduating from a higher educational institution in 1961, he went to work at a factory in his specialty. Together with G. Gorin, A. Arkanov and F. Kamov, the writer took part in the creation of the book “Four under one cover,” which quickly became popular. Thanks to this, Eduard Uspensky and Felix Kamov organized the student theater “Television”. The success was colossal.

Later, the writer became the founder of the programs “Good night, kids”, “ABVGDeyka”, “Baby Monitor”, “Ships came into our harbor”. For his creative activity, he was awarded the Order of Merit for the Fatherland, IV degree.

Eduard Uspensky was married three times. From his first marriage he has a daughter, Tatyana, and from his second brother, daughters Irina and Svetlana. The third marriage broke up in 2011; the couple had no children.

Creative activity of the writer

1965 was marked by the release of a collection of poems by Eduard Uspensky, “Everything is Alright,” which immediately received recognition from readers. However, Uspensky's most famous works are books for children's audiences. Crocodile Uncle Fyodor, Matroskin and Sharik, postman Pechkin - there is hardly a child who does not know these characters. It was thanks to Uspensky that the children's animated series “The Fixies” was born, which is so loved by modern young viewers. It is based on Uspensky’s story “Guarantee Men,” which appeared in 1974.

Children's writer Uspensky

Cheburashka is one of the most famous heroes created by this author. Together with his friends - the crocodile Gena, the doll Galya, the poor student Dima, the excellent student Marusya - he opened the House of Friendship. This event formed the basis of the story “And His Friends.” This work was written in prose form; before that, Uspensky wrote poetic texts. The audience loved the writer’s heroes so much that several more stories, novellas and plays came out from his pen, in which new exciting adventures awaited his friends.

In 2012, the Russian Ministry of Education and Science included the first story about the adventures of the crocodile Gena and Cheburashka in the list of one hundred books that are recommended for middle-aged students to read independently.

A series of stories about Uncle Fyodor

For many years now, Uspensky’s works about a boy named Uncle Fyodor and his animal friends: a cat nicknamed Matroskin and a dog named Sharik have enjoyed great success among readers. The first story from this series was published in 1974. In total, the series included seven books. Uspensky's fairy tales were so popular that they formed the basis of animated films. Between 1975 and 2011, five cartoons appeared on TV screens telling about the adventures of the smart boy Uncle Fyodor and his talking animal friends.

The latest was the cartoon “Spring in Prostokvashino”. Matroskin and Sharik receive a letter from Uncle Fyodor, in which the boy says that he will arrive soon. His parents will follow him. However, the old house is too small to accommodate all the guests. And then Uncle Fyodor turns to a construction company for help, which quickly built a modern cottage.

The public greeted the cartoon with mixed feelings. Viewers criticized the drawing, which is very different from the original. The plot and Mail.ru also caused a lot of discontent.

The Adventures of Vera and Anfisa

Uspensky's works about the little girl Vera, her parents and Anfisa also have many fans. The author describes the life of this wonderful family in a fun and exciting way. Readers enjoy following the adventures of a girl and a monkey in a kindergarten, school and clinic. Using the example of his heroes, Uspensky explains to young readers what to do if you are lost.

Uspensky Eduard Nikolaevich is a man whom all residents of our country know. He made a significant contribution to the development of Russian children's literature. Uspensky's fairy tales can be found in every home; they teach children friendship and caring for animals.

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Eduard Uspensky
Funny stories for children

© Uspensky E. N., 2013

© Ill., Oleynikov I. Yu., 2013

© Ill., Pavlova K. A., 2013

© AST Publishing House LLC, 2015

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About the boy Yasha

How the boy Yasha climbed everywhere

The boy Yasha always loved to climb everywhere and get into everything. As soon as they brought any suitcase or box, Yasha immediately found himself in it.

And he climbed into all sorts of bags. And into the closets. And under the tables.

Mom often said:

“I’m afraid that if I go to the post office with him, he’ll get into some empty parcel and they’ll send him to Kzyl-Orda.”

He got a lot of trouble for this.

And then Yasha took on a new fashion - he began to fall from everywhere. When the house heard:

- Uh! – everyone understood that Yasha had fallen from somewhere. And the louder the “uh” was, the greater the altitude from which Yasha flew. For example, mom hears:

- Uh! - that means it’s okay. It was Yasha who simply fell off his stool.

If you hear:

- Uh-uh! - this means the matter is very serious. It was Yasha who fell off the table. We need to go and inspect his lumps. And when visiting, Yasha climbed everywhere, and even tried to climb onto the shelves in the store.



One day dad said:

“Yasha, if you climb anywhere else, I don’t know what I’ll do to you.” I'll tie you to the vacuum cleaner with ropes. And you will walk everywhere with a vacuum cleaner. And you will go to the store with your mother with a vacuum cleaner, and in the yard you will play in the sand tied to the vacuum cleaner.

Yasha was so scared that after these words he didn’t climb anywhere for half a day.

And then he finally climbed onto dad’s table and fell down along with the phone. Dad took it and actually tied it to the vacuum cleaner.

Yasha walks around the house, and the vacuum cleaner follows him like a dog. And he goes to the store with his mother with a vacuum cleaner, and plays in the yard. Very uncomfortable. You can't climb a fence or ride a bike.

But Yasha learned to turn on the vacuum cleaner. Now, instead of “uh”, “uh-uh” began to be heard constantly.

As soon as mom sits down to knit socks for Yasha, suddenly all over the house - “oo-oo-oo”. Mom is jumping up and down.

We decided to come to an amicable agreement. Yasha was untied from the vacuum cleaner. And he promised not to climb anywhere else. Dad said:

– This time, Yasha, I will be stricter. I'll tie you to a stool. And I’ll nail the stool to the floor. And you will live with a stool, like a dog with a kennel.

Yasha was very afraid of such punishment.

But then a very wonderful opportunity turned up - we bought a new wardrobe.

First Yasha climbed into the closet. He sat in the closet for a long time, banging his forehead against the walls. This is an interesting matter. Then I got bored and went out.

He decided to climb onto the closet.

Yasha moved the dining table to the closet and climbed onto it. But I didn’t reach the top of the closet.

Then he placed a light chair on the table. He climbed onto the table, then onto the chair, then onto the back of the chair and began to climb onto the closet. I'm already halfway across.

And then the chair slipped out from under his feet and fell to the floor. And Yasha remained half on the closet, half in the air.

Somehow he climbed onto the closet and fell silent. Try telling your mom:

- Oh, mom, I’m sitting on the closet!

Mom will immediately transfer him to a stool. And he will live like a dog all his life near the stool.




Here he sits and is silent. Five minutes, ten minutes, five more minutes. In general, almost a whole month. And Yasha slowly began to cry.

And mom hears: Yasha can’t hear something.

And if you can’t hear Yasha, it means Yasha is doing something wrong. Or he chews matches, or he climbed up to his knees into the aquarium, or he draws Cheburashka on his father’s papers.

Mom started looking in different places. And in the closet, and in the nursery, and in dad’s office. And there is order everywhere: dad works, the clock is ticking. And if there is order everywhere, it means that something difficult must have happened to Yasha. Something extraordinary.

Mom screams:

- Yasha, where are you?

But Yasha is silent.

- Yasha, where are you?

But Yasha is silent.

Then mom started thinking. He sees a chair lying on the floor. He sees that the table is not in place. He sees Yasha sitting on the closet.

Mom asks:

- Well, Yasha, are you going to sit on the closet all your life now, or are we going to climb down?

Yasha doesn't want to go down. He is afraid that he will be tied to a stool.

He says:

- I won’t get down.

Mom says:

- Okay, let's live on the closet. Now I'll bring you lunch.

She brought Yasha soup in a plate, a spoon and bread, and a small table and a stool.




Yasha was having lunch on the closet.

Then his mother brought him a potty on the closet. Yasha was sitting on the potty.

And in order to wipe his butt, mom had to stand on the table herself.

At this time, two boys came to visit Yasha.

Mom asks:

- Well, should you serve Kolya and Vitya for the cupboard?

Yasha says:

- Serve.

And then dad couldn’t stand it from his office:

“Now I’ll come and visit him at his closet.” Not just one, but with a strap. Remove it from the cabinet immediately.

They took Yasha out of the closet, and he said:

“Mom, the reason I didn’t get off is because I’m afraid of the stool.” Dad promised to tie me to the stool.

“Oh, Yasha,” says mom, “you’re still little.” You don't understand jokes. Go play with the guys.

But Yasha understood jokes.

But he also understood that dad didn’t like to joke.

He can easily tie Yasha to a stool. And Yasha didn’t climb anywhere else.

How the boy Yasha ate poorly

Yasha was good to everyone, but he ate poorly. All the time with concerts. Either mom sings to him, then dad shows him tricks. And he gets along well:

- Don't want.

Mom says:

- Yasha, eat your porridge.

- Don't want.

Dad says:

- Yasha, drink juice!

- Don't want.

Mom and Dad are tired of trying to persuade him every time. And then my mother read in one scientific pedagogical book that children do not need to be persuaded to eat. You need to put a plate of porridge in front of them and wait until they get hungry and eat everything.

They set and placed plates in front of Yasha, but he didn’t eat or eat anything. He doesn’t eat cutlets, soup, or porridge. He became thin and dead, like a straw.

- Yasha, eat your porridge!

- Don't want.

- Yasha, eat your soup!

- Don't want.

Previously, his pants were difficult to fasten, but now he was hanging out completely freely in them. It was possible to put another Yasha in these pants.

And then one day a strong wind blew.

And Yasha was playing in the area. He was very light, and the wind blew him around the area. I rolled 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 and suffer with the soup.



But he doesn't come. You can't even hear him. He not only became dead, but his voice also became dead. You can't hear anything about him squeaking 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 neither seen nor heard.

Dad said this:

“I think our Yasha was blown away somewhere by the wind.” Come on, mom, we'll take the pot of soup out onto the porch. The wind will blow and bring the smell of soup to Yasha. He will come crawling to this delicious smell.

And so they did. They took the pot of soup out onto the porch. The wind carried the smell to Yasha.

Yasha, as soon as he smelled the delicious soup, immediately crawled towards the smell. Because I was cold and lost a lot of strength.

He crawled, crawled, crawled for half an hour. But I achieved my goal. He came to his mother’s kitchen and immediately ate a whole pot of soup! How can he eat three cutlets at once? How can he drink three glasses of compote?

Mom was amazed. She didn't even know whether to be happy or sad. She says:

“Yasha, if you eat like this every day, I won’t have enough food.”

Yasha reassured her:

- No, mom, I won’t eat that much every day. This is me correcting past mistakes. I will, like all children, eat well. I'll be a completely different boy.

He wanted to say “I will,” but he came up with “bubu.” Do you know why? Because his mouth was stuffed with an apple. He couldn't stop.

Since then, Yasha has been eating well.


Cook boy Yasha stuffed everything into his mouth

The boy Yasha had this strange habit: whatever he saw, he immediately put it in his mouth. If he sees a button, put it in his mouth. If he sees dirty money, put it in his mouth. When he sees a nut lying on the ground, he also tries to stuff it into his mouth.

- Yasha, this is very harmful! Well, spit out this piece of iron.

Yasha argues and doesn’t want to spit it out. I have to force it all out of his mouth. At home they began to hide everything from Yasha.

And buttons, and thimbles, and small toys, and even lighters. There was simply nothing left to stuff into a person’s mouth.

What about on the street? You can’t clean everything on the street...

And when Yasha arrives, dad takes tweezers and takes everything out of Yasha’s mouth:

- Coat button - one.

- Beer cap - two.

– A chrome-plated screw from a Volvo car – three.

One day dad said:

- All. We will treat Yasha, we will save Yasha. We'll cover his mouth with an adhesive plaster.

And they really began to do so. Yasha is getting ready to go outside - they will put a coat on him, tie his shoes, and then they shout:

- Where did our adhesive plaster go?

When they find the adhesive plaster, they will stick such a strip on Yasha’s half of his face - and walk as much as you want. You can't put anything in your mouth anymore. Very comfortably.



Only for parents, not for Yasha.

How is it for Yasha? The children ask him:

- Yasha, are you going to ride on the swing?

Yasha says:

- On what kind of swing, Yasha, rope or wooden?

Yasha wants to say: “Of course, on ropes. What am I, a fool?

And he succeeds:

- Bubu-bu-bu-bukh. Bo bang bang?

- What, what? - the children ask.

- Bo bang bang? - Yasha says and runs to the ropes.



One girl, very pretty, with a runny nose, Nastya asked Yasha:

- Yafa, Yafenka, will you come to me for fen day?

He wanted to say: “I’ll come, of course.”

But he answered:

- Boo-boo-boo, bonefno.

Nastya will cry:

- Why is he teasing?



And Yasha was left without Nastenka’s birthday.

And there they served ice cream.

But Yasha no longer brought home any buttons, nuts, or empty perfume bottles.

One day Yasha came from the street and firmly told his mother:

- Baba, I won’t baboo!

And although Yasha had an adhesive plaster on his mouth, his mother understood everything.

And you guys also understood everything he said. Is it true?

How the boy Yasha ran around the shops all the time

When mom came to the store with Yasha, she usually held Yasha’s hand. And Yasha kept getting out of it.

At first it was easy for mom to hold Yasha.

She had her hands free. But when the purchases appeared in her hands, Yasha got out more and more.

And when he got completely out of it, he started running around the store. First across the store, then further and further along.

Mom caught him all the time.

But one day my mother’s hands were completely full. She bought fish, beets and bread. This is where Yasha started to run away. And how he will crash into one old lady! Grandma just sat down.

And the grandmother in her hands had a semi-rag suitcase with potatoes. How the suitcase opens! How the potatoes will crumble! The whole store began collecting it for grandma and putting it in a suitcase. And Yasha also began to bring potatoes.

One uncle felt very sorry for the old lady, he put an orange in her suitcase. Huge, like a watermelon.

And Yasha felt embarrassed that he sat his grandmother down on the floor; he put his most expensive toy gun in her suitcase.

The gun was a toy, but just like a real one. You could even use it to kill anyone you wanted for real. Just for fun. Yasha never parted with him. He even slept with this gun.

In general, all the people saved the grandmother. And she went somewhere.

Yasha’s mother raised him for a long time. She said that he would destroy my mother. That mom is ashamed to look people in the eyes. And Yasha promised not to run like that again. And they went to another store for sour cream. Only Yasha’s promises did not last long in Yasha’s head. And he started running again.



At first a little, then more and more. And it must happen that the old woman came to the same store to buy margarine. She walked slowly and did not appear there right away.

As soon as she appeared, Yasha immediately crashed into her.

The old woman didn’t even have time to gasp when she found herself on the floor again. And everything in her suitcase fell apart again.

Then the grandmother began to swear strongly:

- What kind of children are these? You can't go into any store! They immediately rush at you. When I was little, I never ran like that. If I had a gun, I would shoot such children!

And everyone sees that the grandmother really has a gun in her hands. Very, very real.

The senior salesman will shout to the whole store:

- Get down!

Everyone died like that.

The senior salesman, lying down, continues:

– Don’t worry, citizens, I’ve already called the police with a button. This saboteur will soon be arrested.



Mom says to Yasha:

- Come on, Yasha, let’s crawl out of here quietly. This grandma is too dangerous.

Yasha answers:

“She’s not dangerous at all.” This is my pistol. Last time I put it in her suitcase. Do not be afraid.

Mom says:

- So this is your gun?! Then you need to be even more afraid. Don't crawl, but run away from here! Because now it’s not my grandmother who’s going to get hurt by the police, but us. And at my age all I needed was to get into the police. And after that they will take you into account. Nowadays crime is strict.

They quietly disappeared from the store.

But after this incident, Yasha never ran into stores. He didn’t wander from corner to corner like crazy. On the contrary, he helped my mother. Mom gave him the biggest bag.



And one day Yasha saw this grandmother with a suitcase in the store again. He was even happy. He said:

- Look, mom, this grandmother has already been released!

How the boy Yasha and one girl decorated themselves

One day Yasha and his mother came to visit another mother. And this mother had a daughter, Marina. Same age as Yasha, only older.

Yasha's mother and Marina's mother got busy. They drank tea and exchanged children's clothes. And the girl Marina called Yasha into the hallway. And says:

- Come on, Yasha, let's play hairdresser. To the beauty salon.

Yasha immediately agreed. When he heard the word “play”, he dropped everything he was doing: porridge, books, and broom. He even looked away from cartoon films if he had to act. And he had never played barbershop before.

Therefore, he immediately agreed:

She and Marina installed daddy’s swivel chair near the mirror and sat Yasha on it. Marina brought a white pillowcase, wrapped Yasha in the pillowcase and said:

- How should I cut your hair? Leave the temples?

Yasha answers:

- Of course, leave it. But you don’t have to leave it.

Marina got down to business. She used large scissors to cut off everything unnecessary from Yasha, leaving only the temples and tufts of hair that were not cut off. Yasha looked like a tattered pillow.

– Should I freshen you up? – asks Marina.

“Refresh,” says Yasha. Although he is already fresh, still very young.

Marina took cold water into her mouth as she would sprinkle it on Yasha. Yasha will scream:

Mom doesn't hear anything. And Marina says:

- Oh, Yasha, there’s no need to call your mother. You'd better cut my hair.

Yasha did not refuse. He also wrapped Marina in a pillowcase and asked:

- How should I cut your hair? Should you leave some pieces?

“I need to be tricked,” says Marina.

Yasha understood everything. He took my father’s chair by the handle and began to spin Marina.

He twisted and twisted, and even began to stumble.

- Enough? - asks.

- What's enough? – asks Marina.

- Wind it up.

“That’s enough,” says Marina. And she disappeared somewhere.



Then Yasha’s mother came. She looked at Yasha and screamed:

- Lord, what did they do to my child!!!

“Marina and I were playing hairdresser,” Yasha reassured her.

Only my mother was not happy, but got terribly angry and quickly began to dress Yasha: stuff him into his jacket.

- And what? - says Marina’s mother. - They cut his hair well. Your child is simply unrecognizable. A completely different boy.

Yasha’s mother is silent. The unrecognizable Yasha is buttoned up.

The mother of the girl Marina continues:

– Our Marina is such an inventor. He always comes up with something interesting.

“Nothing, nothing,” says Yasha’s mother, “the next time you come to us, we will also come up with something interesting.” We will open a “Quick Clothes Repair” or a dyeing workshop. You won't recognize your child either.



And they quickly left.

At home, Yasha and dad flew in:

- It’s good that you didn’t play dentist. If only you were Yafa bef zubof!

Since then, Yasha chose his games very carefully. And he wasn’t angry with Marina at all.

How the boy Yasha loved to walk through puddles

The boy Yasha had this habit: when he sees a puddle, he immediately walks into it. He stands and stands and stamps his foot some more.

Mom persuades him:

- Yasha, puddles are not for children.

But he still gets into puddles. And even to the deepest.

They catch him, pull him out of one puddle, and he’s already standing in another, stamping his feet.

Okay, in the summer it’s tolerable, just wet, that’s all. But now autumn has come. Every day the puddles are getting colder, and it’s getting harder to dry your boots. They take Yasha outside, he runs through the puddles, gets wet to the waist, and that’s it: he has to go home to dry.

All the children are walking through the autumn forest, collecting leaves in bouquets. They swing on a swing.

And Yasha is taken home to dry.

They put him on the radiator to warm up, and his boots hang on a rope over the gas stove.

And mom and dad noticed that the more Yasha stood in puddles, the stronger his cold. He begins to have a runny nose and cough. Snot is pouring out of Yasha, there are not enough handkerchiefs.



Yasha noticed this too. And dad told him:

“Yasha, if you run through puddles any more, you’ll not only have snot in your nose, you’ll have frogs in your nose.” Because you have a whole swamp in your nose.

Yasha, of course, didn’t really believe it.

But one day dad took the handkerchief in which Yasha was blowing his nose and put two little green frogs in it.

He made them himself. Carved from gooey chewy candies. There are rubber candies for children called “Bunty-plunty”. And mom put this scarf in Yasha’s locker for her things.

As soon as Yasha came back from a walk all wet, his mother said:

- Come on, Yasha, let's blow our nose. Let's get the snot out of you.

Mom took a handkerchief from the shelf and put it to Yasha’s nose. Yasha, let's blow your nose as hard as you can. And suddenly mom sees something moving in the scarf. Mom will be scared from head to toe.

- Yasha, what is this?

And he shows Yasha two frogs.

Yasha will also be scared, because he remembered what his dad told him.

Mom asks again:

- Yasha, what is this?

Yasha answers:

- Frogs.

-Where are they from?

- Out of me.

Mom asks:

- And how many of them are there in you?

Yasha himself doesn’t know. He says:

“That’s it, mom, I won’t run through puddles anymore.” My dad told me it would end like this. Blow my nose again. I want all the frogs to fall out of me.

Mom began to blow his nose again, but there were no more frogs.

And mother tied these two frogs on a string and carried them with her in her pocket. As soon as Yasha runs up to the puddle, she pulls the string and shows Yasha the frogs.

Yasha immediately - stop! And don’t step into a puddle! Very good boy.


How the boy Yasha drew everywhere

We bought pencils for the boy Yasha. Bright, colorful. A lot - about ten. Yes, apparently we were in a hurry.

Mom and Dad thought that Yasha would sit in the corner behind the closet and draw Cheburashka in a notebook. Or flowers, different houses. Cheburashka is best. It's a pleasure to draw him. Four circles in total. Circle the head, circle the ears, circle the belly. And then scratch your paws, that’s all. Both the children and the parents are happy.

Only Yasha did not understand what they were aiming at. He began to draw scribbles. As soon as he sees where the white piece of paper is, he immediately draws a scribble.

First, I drew scribbles on all the white sheets of paper on my dad’s desk. Then in my mother’s notebook: where his (Yashina’s) mother wrote down her bright thoughts.

And then anywhere in general.

Mom comes to the pharmacy to get some medicine and gives a prescription through the window.

“We don’t have such a medicine,” says the pharmacist’s aunt. – Scientists have not yet invented such a medicine.

Mom looks at the recipe, and there are only scribbles drawn there, nothing can be seen under them. Mom, of course, is angry:

“Yasha, if you’re ruining the paper, you should at least draw a cat or a mouse.”

The next time mom opens her address book to call another mom, and there is such joy - there is a mouse drawn. Mom even dropped the book. She was so scared.

And Yasha drew this.

Dad comes to the clinic with a passport. They tell him:

“Are you, citizen, just out of prison, so skinny!” From prison?

- Why else? - Dad is surprised.

– You can see the red grille in your photo.

Dad was so angry with Yasha at home that he took away his red pencil, the brightest one.

And Yasha turned around even more. He began to draw scribbles on the walls. I took it and colored all the flowers on the wallpaper with a pink pencil. Both in the hallway and in the living room. Mom was horrified:

- Yasha, guard! Are there checkered flowers?

His pink pencil was taken away. Yasha was not very upset. The next day, he painted all the straps on my mother’s white shoes green. And he painted the handle on my mother’s white purse green.

Mom goes to the theater, and her shoes and handbag, like a young clown, catch your eye. For this, Yasha received a light slap on the butt (for the first time in his life), and his green pencil was also taken away.

“We have to do something,” says dad. “By the time our young talent runs out of pencils, he will turn the whole house into a coloring book.”

They began to give pencils to Yasha only under the supervision of elders. Either his mother is watching him, or his grandmother will be called. But they are not always free.

And then the girl Marina came to visit.

Mom said:

- Marina, you are already big. Here are your pencils, you and Yasha can draw. There are cats and muscles there. This is how a cat is drawn. Mouse - like this.




Yasha and Marina understood everything and let’s create cats and mice everywhere. First on paper. Marina will draw a mouse:

- This is my mouse.

Yasha will draw a cat:

- That's my cat. She ate your mouse.

“My mouse had a sister,” says Marina. And he draws another mouse nearby.

“And my cat also had a sister,” says Yasha. - She ate your mouse sister.

“And my mouse had another sister,” Marina draws the mouse on the refrigerator to get away from Yasha’s cats.

Yasha also switches to the refrigerator.

- And my cat had two sisters.

So they moved throughout the apartment. More and more sisters appeared in our mice and cats.

Yasha’s mother finished talking with Marina’s mother, she looked - the whole apartment was covered in mice and cats.

“Guard,” she says. – Just three years ago the renovation was done!

They called dad. Mom asks:

- Shall we wash it off? Are we going to renovate the apartment?

Dad says:

- In no case. Let's leave it like that.

- For what? - asks mom.

- That's why. When our Yasha grows up, let him look at this disgrace with adult eyes. Let him feel ashamed then.

Otherwise, he simply won’t believe us that he could have been so disgraceful as a child.

And Yasha was already ashamed. Although he is still small. He said:

- Dad and Mom, you repair everything. I will never draw on the walls again! I will only be in the album.

And Yasha kept his word. He himself didn’t really want to draw on the walls. It was his girl Marina who led him astray.


Whether in the garden or in the vegetable garden
The raspberries have grown.
It's a pity there's more
Doesn't come to us
Girl Marina.

Attention! This is an introductory fragment of the book.

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Eduard Uspensky

Funny stories for children

© Uspensky E. N., 2013

© Ill., Oleynikov I. Yu., 2013

© Ill., Pavlova K. A., 2013

© AST Publishing House LLC, 2015

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About the boy Yasha

How the boy Yasha climbed everywhere

The boy Yasha always loved to climb everywhere and get into everything. As soon as they brought any suitcase or box, Yasha immediately found himself in it.

And he climbed into all sorts of bags. And into the closets. And under the tables.

Mom often said:

“I’m afraid that if I go to the post office with him, he’ll get into some empty parcel and they’ll send him to Kzyl-Orda.”

He got a lot of trouble for this.

And then Yasha took on a new fashion - he began to fall from everywhere. When the house heard:

- Uh! – everyone understood that Yasha had fallen from somewhere. And the louder the “uh” was, the greater the altitude from which Yasha flew. For example, mom hears:

- Uh! - that means it’s okay. It was Yasha who simply fell off his stool.

If you hear:

- Uh-uh! - this means the matter is very serious. It was Yasha who fell off the table. We need to go and inspect his lumps. And when visiting, Yasha climbed everywhere, and even tried to climb onto the shelves in the store.

One day dad said:

“Yasha, if you climb anywhere else, I don’t know what I’ll do to you.” I'll tie you to the vacuum cleaner with ropes. And you will walk everywhere with a vacuum cleaner. And you will go to the store with your mother with a vacuum cleaner, and in the yard you will play in the sand tied to the vacuum cleaner.

Yasha was so scared that after these words he didn’t climb anywhere for half a day.

And then he finally climbed onto dad’s table and fell down along with the phone. Dad took it and actually tied it to the vacuum cleaner.

Yasha walks around the house, and the vacuum cleaner follows him like a dog. And he goes to the store with his mother with a vacuum cleaner, and plays in the yard. Very uncomfortable. You can't climb a fence or ride a bike.

But Yasha learned to turn on the vacuum cleaner. Now, instead of “uh”, “uh-uh” began to be heard constantly.

As soon as mom sits down to knit socks for Yasha, suddenly all over the house - “oo-oo-oo”. Mom is jumping up and down.

We decided to come to an amicable agreement. Yasha was untied from the vacuum cleaner. And he promised not to climb anywhere else. Dad said:

– This time, Yasha, I will be stricter. I'll tie you to a stool. And I’ll nail the stool to the floor. And you will live with a stool, like a dog with a kennel.

Yasha was very afraid of such punishment.

But then a very wonderful opportunity turned up - we bought a new wardrobe.

First Yasha climbed into the closet. He sat in the closet for a long time, banging his forehead against the walls. This is an interesting matter. Then I got bored and went out.

He decided to climb onto the closet.

Yasha moved the dining table to the closet and climbed onto it. But I didn’t reach the top of the closet.

Then he placed a light chair on the table. He climbed onto the table, then onto the chair, then onto the back of the chair and began to climb onto the closet. I'm already halfway across.

And then the chair slipped out from under his feet and fell to the floor. And Yasha remained half on the closet, half in the air.

Somehow he climbed onto the closet and fell silent. Try telling your mom:

- Oh, mom, I’m sitting on the closet!

Mom will immediately transfer him to a stool. And he will live like a dog all his life near the stool.

Here he sits and is silent. Five minutes, ten minutes, five more minutes. In general, almost a whole month. And Yasha slowly began to cry.

And mom hears: Yasha can’t hear something.

And if you can’t hear Yasha, it means Yasha is doing something wrong. Or he chews matches, or he climbed up to his knees into the aquarium, or he draws Cheburashka on his father’s papers.

Mom started looking in different places. And in the closet, and in the nursery, and in dad’s office. And there is order everywhere: dad works, the clock is ticking. And if there is order everywhere, it means that something difficult must have happened to Yasha. Something extraordinary.

Mom screams:

- Yasha, where are you?

But Yasha is silent.

- Yasha, where are you?

But Yasha is silent.

Then mom started thinking. He sees a chair lying on the floor. He sees that the table is not in place. He sees Yasha sitting on the closet.

Mom asks:

- Well, Yasha, are you going to sit on the closet all your life now, or are we going to climb down?

Yasha doesn't want to go down. He is afraid that he will be tied to a stool.

He says:

- I won’t get down.

Mom says:

- Okay, let's live on the closet. Now I'll bring you lunch.

She brought Yasha soup in a plate, a spoon and bread, and a small table and a stool.

Yasha was having lunch on the closet.

Then his mother brought him a potty on the closet. Yasha was sitting on the potty.

And in order to wipe his butt, mom had to stand on the table herself.

At this time, two boys came to visit Yasha.

Mom asks:

- Well, should you serve Kolya and Vitya for the cupboard?

Yasha says:

- Serve.

And then dad couldn’t stand it from his office:

“Now I’ll come and visit him at his closet.” Not just one, but with a strap. Remove it from the cabinet immediately.

They took Yasha out of the closet, and he said:

“Mom, the reason I didn’t get off is because I’m afraid of the stool.” Dad promised to tie me to the stool.

“Oh, Yasha,” says mom, “you’re still little.” You don't understand jokes. Go play with the guys.

But Yasha understood jokes.

But he also understood that dad didn’t like to joke.

He can easily tie Yasha to a stool. And Yasha didn’t climb anywhere else.

How the boy Yasha ate poorly

Yasha was good to everyone, but he ate poorly. All the time with concerts. Either mom sings to him, then dad shows him tricks. And he gets along well:

- Don't want.

Mom says:

- Yasha, eat your porridge.

- Don't want.

Dad says:

- Yasha, drink juice!

- Don't want.

Mom and Dad are tired of trying to persuade him every time. And then my mother read in one scientific pedagogical book that children do not need to be persuaded to eat. You need to put a plate of porridge in front of them and wait until they get hungry and eat everything.

They set and placed plates in front of Yasha, but he didn’t eat or eat anything. He doesn’t eat cutlets, soup, or porridge. He became thin and dead, like a straw.

- Yasha, eat your porridge!

- Don't want.

- Yasha, eat your soup!

- Don't want.

Previously, his pants were difficult to fasten, but now he was hanging out completely freely in them. It was possible to put another Yasha in these pants.

And then one day a strong wind blew.

And Yasha was playing in the area. He was very light, and the wind blew him around the area. I rolled 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 and suffer with the soup.

But he doesn't come. You can't even hear him. He not only became dead, but his voice also became dead. You can't hear anything about him squeaking 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 neither seen nor heard.

Dad said this:

“I think our Yasha was blown away somewhere by the wind.” Come on, mom, we'll take the pot of soup out onto the porch. The wind will blow and bring the smell of soup to Yasha. He will come crawling to this delicious smell.

And so they did. They took the pot of soup out onto the porch. The wind carried the smell to Yasha.

Yasha, as soon as he smelled the delicious soup, immediately crawled towards the smell. Because I was cold and lost a lot of strength.

He crawled, crawled, crawled for half an hour. But I achieved my goal. He came to his mother’s kitchen and immediately ate a whole pot of soup! How can he eat three cutlets at once? How can he drink three glasses of compote?

Mom was amazed. She didn't even know whether to be happy or sad. She says:

“Yasha, if you eat like this every day, I won’t have enough food.”

Yasha reassured her:

- No, mom, I won’t eat that much every day. This is me correcting past mistakes. I will, like all children, eat well. I'll be a completely different boy.

He wanted to say “I will,” but he came up with “bubu.” Do you know why? Because his mouth was stuffed with an apple. He couldn't stop.

Since then, Yasha has been eating well.

Cook boy Yasha stuffed everything into his mouth

The boy Yasha had this strange habit: whatever he saw, he immediately put it in his mouth. If he sees a button, put it in his mouth. If he sees dirty money, put it in his mouth. When he sees a nut lying on the ground, he also tries to stuff it into his mouth.

- Yasha, this is very harmful! Well, spit out this piece of iron.

Yasha argues and doesn’t want to spit it out. I have to force it all out of his mouth. At home they began to hide everything from Yasha.

And buttons, and thimbles, and small toys, and even lighters. There was simply nothing left to stuff into a person’s mouth.

What about on the street? You can’t clean everything on the street...

And when Yasha arrives, dad takes tweezers and takes everything out of Yasha’s mouth:

- Coat button - one.

- Beer cap - two.

– A chrome-plated screw from a Volvo car – three.

One day dad said:

- All. We will treat Yasha, we will save Yasha. We'll cover his mouth with an adhesive plaster.

And they really began to do so. Yasha is getting ready to go outside - they will put a coat on him, tie his shoes, and then they shout:

- Where did our adhesive plaster go?

When they find the adhesive plaster, they will stick such a strip on Yasha’s half of his face - and walk as much as you want. You can't put anything in your mouth anymore. Very comfortably.

Only for parents, not for Yasha.

How is it for Yasha? The children ask him:

- Yasha, are you going to ride on the swing?

Yasha says:

- On what kind of swing, Yasha, rope or wooden?

Yasha wants to say: “Of course, on ropes. What am I, a fool?

And he succeeds:

- Bubu-bu-bu-bukh. Bo bang bang?

- What, what? - the children ask.

- Bo bang bang? - Yasha says and runs to the ropes.

One girl, very pretty, with a runny nose, Nastya asked Yasha:

- Yafa, Yafenka, will you come to me for fen day?

He wanted to say: “I’ll come, of course.”

But he answered:

- Boo-boo-boo, bonefno.

Nastya will cry:

- Why is he teasing?

And Yasha was left without Nastenka’s birthday.

And there they served ice cream.

But Yasha no longer brought home any buttons, nuts, or empty perfume bottles.

One day Yasha came from the street and firmly told his mother:

- Baba, I won’t baboo!

And although Yasha had an adhesive plaster on his mouth, his mother understood everything.

And you guys also understood everything he said. Is it true?

How the boy Yasha ran around the shops all the time

When mom came to the store with Yasha, she usually held Yasha’s hand. And Yasha kept getting out of it.

At first it was easy for mom to hold Yasha.

She had her hands free. But when the purchases appeared in her hands, Yasha got out more and more.

And when he got completely out of it, he started running around the store. First across the store, then further and further along.

Mom caught him all the time.

But one day my mother’s hands were completely full. She bought fish, beets and bread. This is where Yasha started to run away. And how he will crash into one old lady! Grandma just sat down.

And the grandmother in her hands had a semi-rag suitcase with potatoes. How the suitcase opens! How the potatoes will crumble! The whole store began collecting it for grandma and putting it in a suitcase. And Yasha also began to bring potatoes.

One uncle felt very sorry for the old lady, he put an orange in her suitcase. Huge, like a watermelon.

And Yasha felt embarrassed that he sat his grandmother down on the floor; he put his most expensive toy gun in her suitcase.

The gun was a toy, but just like a real one. You could even use it to kill anyone you wanted for real. Just for fun. Yasha never parted with him. He even slept with this gun.

In general, all the people saved the grandmother. And she went somewhere.

Yasha’s mother raised him for a long time. She said that he would destroy my mother. That mom is ashamed to look people in the eyes. And Yasha promised not to run like that again. And they went to another store for sour cream. Only Yasha’s promises did not last long in Yasha’s head. And he started running again.

At first a little, then more and more. And it must happen that the old woman came to the same store to buy margarine. She walked slowly and did not appear there right away.

As soon as she appeared, Yasha immediately crashed into her.

The old woman didn’t even have time to gasp when she found herself on the floor again. And everything in her suitcase fell apart again.

Then the grandmother began to swear strongly:

- What kind of children are these? You can't go into any store! They immediately rush at you. When I was little, I never ran like that. If I had a gun, I would shoot such children!

And everyone sees that the grandmother really has a gun in her hands. Very, very real.

The senior salesman will shout to the whole store:

- Get down!

Everyone died like that.

The senior salesman, lying down, continues:

– Don’t worry, citizens, I’ve already called the police with a button. This saboteur will soon be arrested.

Mom says to Yasha:

- Come on, Yasha, let’s crawl out of here quietly. This grandma is too dangerous.

Yasha answers:

“She’s not dangerous at all.” This is my pistol. Last time I put it in her suitcase. Do not be afraid.

Mom says:

- So this is your gun?! Then you need to be even more afraid. Don't crawl, but run away from here! Because now it’s not my grandmother who’s going to get hurt by the police, but us. And at my age all I needed was to get into the police. And after that they will take you into account. Nowadays crime is strict.