Гоша Рубчинский

I sat there once, sat there, and all of a sudden I thought about it, and I was surprised myself. I thought it would be nice if everything was the other way around. Well, for example, so that children would be in charge of everything and adults would have to obey them in everything, in everything. In general, for adults to be like children, and for children to be like adults. That would be great, it would be very interesting. First of all, I imagine that my mother would "like" such a story that I...

- Tomorrow's September 1st," said Mom. - And then autumn came, and you will go to the second grade. Oh, how time flies! - And on this occasion, - Daddy picked up, - we will now "cut" the watermelon! And he took a knife and cut the watermelon. When he was cutting, I could hear such a full, pleasant, green crackling that my back got cold with a feeling of how I would eat this watermelon. And I had already opened my mouth to cling to the pink watermelon crowbar, but then the door opened and Pavlo entered the room...

I turned 40 this year, guys. So, it turns out that I saw the Christmas tree forty times. That's a lot! Well, the first three years of my life and probably didn't understand what a Christmas tree was. Mannerily, my mother carried me on her arms. And I guess I wasn't interested in looking at the decorated tree with my black eyes. And when I was five years old, kids, I knew exactly what a tree was. And I was looking forward to it. And even in the lye of the door, I peeked at my mother's Christmas tree decorations...

When Bear and I were very young, we really wanted to ride a car, but it was not possible. No matter how many drivers we asked for, nobody wanted to drive us. Once we were out walking in the yard. Suddenly we look - on the street, near our gates, the car stopped. The chauffeur got out of the car and went somewhere. We ran up. I say: The car - Nosov N.N. - is a Volga. And Mischka: - No, it's Moskvich. - You understand a lot! - I say I do. - Of course, Moskvich," says Bear. - Look at his hood. - What kind of a hood, I say, is it? Girls have a hood, and a car has a hood! Look at the body...

One day, scientists came in, took a drop of microbes and took it to their lab. Scientists were walking along the way, carrying a drop and talking. - Let's reason logically," said the chief scientist. - We are scientists, right? - That's right! - The youngest researcher said. - We carry a drop, and there are microbes in the drop, right? - That's right. - So we're going to study these germs. - That's a very good idea," said the junior researcher. - We absolutely agree with you. The microbial bird is a story by Gregory Oster Scientists brought a drop to the lab and put it under the microscope...