"The child should be modest to be - and do not make noise (and do not yell!), Do not forget about" hello "at a party. And obey, even if partly. "

Two fairies will read to children and their parents the wonderful poems of the English poet and writer, Robert Louis Stevenson. He talked so simply and sincerely about his home, his mother, his nurse's magic dreams.

Childhood memories ... The world seems to the kid huge and unexplored!

"I climbed onto the apple tree. And he saw a forest in the distance. And around him there are fields ... I have not seen them from the ground. "

He is attracted by distant travel, the air of wanderings.

"I will become an adult - and I will be able to visit the shore, where a thick palm tree with a golden branch grows in the grass".

How fun to play with the boys in the brave explorers!

"We swim in a meadow where grass is not mowed. In the wooden barrel we left the pier. We are beyond the horizon for the islands. Wind grass, like sea waves, swung! "

And what kind of child is not being naughty when he is put to bed?

"In the winter I get up at the candle, till the first morning rays. And in the summer - the worst trouble. I always lie in the light of day! "

How do you want to grow up sooner!

"You can go everywhere, if only you become an adult!"