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Mali
Juliana Gift
... Chap was a naughty boy. In General, he was of that breed comfortable
shame"asliwi silent children, who rarely ask for something, rarely loud
laugh and cry, it is enough to take them by the hand in a tiny
the room on the second floor, to slap, to lock and safely
to do their business. Snot and snot kids are annoying, you know...
SMALL does not cause problems.
So when the Aunt of one grey September day ordered him to shovel
together to burn autumn leaves in the garden, he, without objection, deferred
to the side of an old fire truck without a wheel, put on my red
girly — what's the difference?.. the important thing is that the head is protected by a cap and went to
cold garden.
The garden was huge. Old Apple, nuts, cherries, a few maples and even one
chestnut — like children that was ill, yellowed, pale, lost of paint And...
thrashed the ground with leaves... Leaves quietly mouldering in the damp earth — the unconscious,
without forces. Only the cold wind kept moving it and tried in vain
play.
... SMALL took an old rake and began raking insensitive leaves into a pile...
It was so much that the bunch has formed considerable. Among the leaves the SMALL
sometimes you come across strange objects — the teeth of the rake hooked something
lace — some from the ashen mud and fog women's
linen... A few meters of charred plastic arm which
dolls. And the rusty metal teeth of the rake jakoli about something small and
metal was the key! Key lost Aunt in the summer — then
SMALL looked for him for three days... SMALL picked up the key and hid it in his pocket,
continuing to rake the leaves and trash in a pile.He rowed and rowed, rowed and
the coffin... the Worst was that in place of the old leaf with the dark trees
crumbled new...
... The day was coming to an end. Now Provalov despite the fence of the aunt's garden
Uncle, returning from work, he was the only pharmacist in town
pharmacy. Jodha not paying attention to the SMALL, he climbed the stairs to the
the threshold and disappeared behind the door. From there, the tasty smell...
... Now, and the sun began slowly to fall like a dry leaf, for the house. And
work SMALL continued.
When twilight began to turn slowly in a dark autumn night, SMALL
lost hope to collect all the leaves. He adjusted his red cap girl that
with"rode on the forehead, took out a match and set fire to a huge pile of autumn leaves,
carefully chorowski first — not falling apart — it to the wall
The aunt's house. The leaves didn't really want to burn... Smoldering, zkrachovala,
blackened... the Bitter acrid smoke hurt his nose and eyes... It was unbearable. Slowly
sprawling smoke garden... a SMALL something capolavoro in his temples... do Not let
God's Aunt — or, worse, Uncle will come out... then... Then...
SMALL took from his pocket was found a key, went to the front door and
... locked the door. Just in case. To Uncle and Aunt was not injured
from this horrible toxic smoke... And in the end, it is necessary to properly
fan the fire — the leaves need to burn — so asked Aunt.
Coughing guy walked up to the old rickety fence and broke
a few boards. Added them to the huge pile of smoldering leaves and
gasping, tried to set fire to the Board. Flame fun to do.
Merry sparks flew up. Dark night, around darkened even more was...
hot and SMALL girl took off the red cap. The flames roared, and the wind
fanned it even more... Soon began to burn the wall and roof.
From somewhere — seems to be out of the house heard some screams... But not SMALL
considered — Aunt asked him raking and burning autumn leaves in the garden... And
SMALL was a very diligent, obedient boy and rarely created
problems.
... Chap was a naughty boy. In General, he was of that breed comfortable
shame"asliwi silent children, who rarely ask for something, rarely loud
laugh and cry, it is enough to take them by the hand in a tiny
the room on the second floor, to slap, to lock and safely
to do their business. Snot and snot kids are annoying, you know...
SMALL does not cause problems.
So when the Aunt of one grey September day ordered him to shovel
together to burn autumn leaves in the garden, he, without objection, deferred
to the side of an old fire truck without a wheel, put on my red
girly — what's the difference?.. the important thing is that the head is protected by a cap and went to
cold garden.
The garden was huge. Old Apple, nuts, cherries, a few maples and even one
chestnut — like children that was ill, yellowed, pale, lost of paint And...
thrashed the ground with leaves... Leaves quietly mouldering in the damp earth — the unconscious,
without forces. Only the cold wind kept moving it and tried in vain
play.
... SMALL took an old rake and began raking insensitive leaves into a pile...
It was so much that the bunch has formed considerable. Among the leaves the SMALL
sometimes you come across strange objects — the teeth of the rake hooked something
lace — some from the ashen mud and fog women's
linen... A few meters of charred plastic arm which
dolls. And the rusty metal teeth of the rake jakoli about something small and
metal was the key! Key lost Aunt in the summer — then
SMALL looked for him for three days... SMALL picked up the key and hid it in his pocket,
continuing to rake the leaves and trash in a pile.He rowed and rowed, rowed and
the coffin... the Worst was that in place of the old leaf with the dark trees
crumbled new...
... The day was coming to an end. Now Provalov despite the fence of the aunt's garden
Uncle, returning from work, he was the only pharmacist in town
pharmacy. Jodha not paying attention to the SMALL, he climbed the stairs to the
the threshold and disappeared behind the door. From there, the tasty smell...
... Now, and the sun began slowly to fall like a dry leaf, for the house. And
work SMALL continued.
When twilight began to turn slowly in a dark autumn night, SMALL
lost hope to collect all the leaves. He adjusted his red cap girl that
with"rode on the forehead, took out a match and set fire to a huge pile of autumn leaves,
carefully chorowski first — not falling apart — it to the wall
The aunt's house. The leaves didn't really want to burn... Smoldering, zkrachovala,
blackened... the Bitter acrid smoke hurt his nose and eyes... It was unbearable. Slowly
sprawling smoke garden... a SMALL something capolavoro in his temples... do Not let
God's Aunt — or, worse, Uncle will come out... then... Then...
SMALL took from his pocket was found a key, went to the front door and
... locked the door. Just in case. To Uncle and Aunt was not injured
from this horrible toxic smoke... And in the end, it is necessary to properly
fan the fire — the leaves need to burn — so asked Aunt.
Coughing guy walked up to the old rickety fence and broke
a few boards. Added them to the huge pile of smoldering leaves and
gasping, tried to set fire to the Board. Flame fun to do.
Merry sparks flew up. Dark night, around darkened even more was...
hot and SMALL girl took off the red cap. The flames roared, and the wind
fanned it even more... Soon began to burn the wall and roof.
From somewhere — seems to be out of the house heard some screams... But not SMALL
considered — Aunt asked him raking and burning autumn leaves in the garden... And
SMALL was a very diligent, obedient boy and rarely created
problems.
