"Let the person be no more than the eye of an ant - but the personality is a person! So I think! "
The Horton elephant is an example of honesty and decency, from someone, and it's not a shame to learn from him! It does not matter which creature is big, small or very tiny, the elephant Horton treats everyone with the greatest respect. It is a person, even a tiny one. He will not let him exterminate the city, even if this city is the size of a fuzz!
And if an elephant had to sit out an egg, he would not abandon the chick for anything in the world. And cold and hunger are not terrible to him, because the main thing is not to let the egg freeze, from there the whole person will soon hatched! And it turned out that a slogan came out of the egg - after all, his elephant was hatching! Whatever you say, and this was a worthy retribution for his labors - the elephant Horton was happy when he saw the toddler!
In this piercing solo performance, Yevgeny Grishkovets speaks with a man on behalf of ... hearts.
How rarely people listen to the call of their heart! This pulsating rhythm that sustains our life remains often unnoticed.
The heart is afraid of man: guided by the arguments of the mind, he often forgets about the affairs of the heart. And meanwhile, perhaps this person should have been afraid of his heart, it has great power over him!
The heart, as they say, you will not order. Maybe it's worth trying to agree peacefully with him? What is it whispering about? ..
What is Moydodyr famous for?
The fact that all dirty, sluts and lazy people will forcibly wash! Brushes and wool to his aid will call - and let's rub the dirty nose and sides!
So it's better to respect Moidodyyr, do not fight with cleanliness and wash yourself voluntarily! Especially since the water in the bathroom is warm and affectionate, and soap foam is fragrant and tender, and it's much more pleasant to clean than unwashed walk.
Unkempt children, because neither clothes nor blankets with pillows do not like. And how will they take and flee once to the end of the world from sluts? Grieve then become dirty. No, it's better to love cleanliness from childhood!
I'm not from you, Mom, I'm leaving, I'm leaving the mess.
Snow flakes fall softly and unhurriedly from the sky. White fluffs sweep before my eyes, remain on eyelashes and cool streams flow down the cheeks. And let your life seem unbearable to you, your hands fall down powerlessly. But you promised your mother that you will be strong.
Sometimes it is worth forgetting all the blatant ideas of our civilization and paying attention to what was known to the wildest savages - respect for the mother. Maternal love is a black hole. It absorbs even the most vile and vile things. Lies, betrayal, uneaten breakfast.
When there is no reason for resentment, anything can serve as an excuse. Even semolina porridge. And how else should you behave when you are already pounding your nasty lumps against your throat? Turn around and leave. And it does not matter that it's winter outside, dark and minus thirty. Resentment and anger warm better than sheepskin coats. Sometimes I want it so cold. To the heart - ice, soul - concrete, stone. To look - snow, frost. And sometimes almost it turns out. You already feel this cold in your soul, you wait for it, you are ready for it ... but for some reason your mother looks into your eyes and starts to smile.
Wars are cursed by mothers. Manka is cursed by children.
"Fifteen people on the chest of the dead. Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum! Drink, and the devil will bring to the end ... "
You have in your hands the old map of old Billy Bones. Is it going to lead to a treasure buried by pirates on a mysterious island? You see a cross on an old parchment ...
Brave boy Jim will overcome all obstacles on his difficult path to treasure.
The main danger - it is followed by a gang of treacherous John Silver. His people can kill anyone who gets in their way.
This one-legged pirate is asleep and sees how he will first find the treasure of sea robbers. He already hears the sound of coins. These are piastres! He sees placers of jewelry and gold bars. For now - only in a dream.
Could the thugs outwit Jim? He's still a child!
How good that a brave boy has true friends! Fearless captain, an experienced doctor and faithful Ben. And at home, his mother is waiting for him.
The schooner "Hispaniola" inflates sails. The wind of wanderings beckons on the road. They are waiting for dangerous and unforgettable adventures. Good luck!
It was near the sea, where there was azure foam. It was in the port.
What do cats usually do? They wear boots, make peace with restless mice, walk left and right, sing songs, tell tales. Well, some Behemoths fix the Primus.
But quite an amazing case happened with one baleen-striped, who just went out for a walk on the balcony, with fresh air to breathe.
The snow falls on everyone's head, and the gull with the egg has fallen to it. And she made a promise that he would not abandon and raise her newborn chick. It will not be necessary for this cat to walk alone.
More precisely, not one, but just three promises made by the cat: you do not eat a bird, sit an egg, teach to fly.
In this he helps his cat gang: cats of all kinds of breeds, colors and characters. All the hardships and joys of cat's motherhood fall on four moustached nannies.
How to convince a bird brought up by cats that she is not a cat? How to force the chick out of its nest?
In the course are the drawings of Leonardo da Vinci himself, and the laws of aerodynamics. And what to do if your experience is not enough! But, the seagull will fly up, it turns out to be a very flighty bird.
We love different Leopolds, Dorofeev, Matroskins, Basilio, Cheshire and Eshkin cats.
Maybe among these purrs everyone will find his bird of happiness?
"Listen, children: there was a cat in the world, overseas, Angora" and, as it should be for overseas cats, she was glamorous and liked to boast of her refinement: she invited neighbors: a goat with a goat, a rooster with a chicken, a pig, boasted, that he knows how to sing, that the house has beautifully furnished.
Only their nephews, the kittens of minors, did not invite me and did not drink tea: she did not like beggars, who are staggering around the city, they are begging for food.
So the cat's house stood, until it burned down. And how burnt, so suddenly it turned out that there was nowhere to go to the cat! Only to the nephews, whose house - one name: there is no roof, the floors have been eaten by the mouse ...
Thriller with cabbage filling.
Once in the KVN I heard American blues about Little Red Riding Hood. Since then, I am smiling at her mention ...
This, of course, what should be a brave girl to scratch one. Through the forest. Yes, and with pies. Nobody argues, granny is sacred. But, it seems, Mama does not care at all that her wolf can take a snack.
But then went to a psychological thriller. A sophisticated assassin (besides a wolf) cunningly tries to find out the path for the girl and ... even a patty, a bastard, begged.
Eats the grandmother entirely (just imagine now the size of this monster - the grandmother something to swallow), but the further attention ... disguises (!) In her clothes and remains to wait for the Hood ...
In my opinion, the poor girl is waiting for a big surprise, after she "pulls the string."
Are you ready to please the child with a bright and juicy, musical and very funny fairy tale "Little Red Riding Hood"?
Sing songs with all your favorite Hats, think about how to outwit an evil wolf and save a grandmother. And recharge the most radiant energy of this wonderful musical.
On the eve of winter and the expectation of summer.
We all live in anticipation of a miracle. Waiting for happiness and love.
What are we just ready to do to achieve this? And then, to save and keep?
Is it possible to call a tangle of passion, hatred, melancholy and romance - love? And what does true love look like?
They were ready for anything for the sake of love. They were ready to commit mortal sin for the sake of their feelings.
Life is a worthy price for love? If love is an infinite good, can it atone for murder?
In this endless series of difficult questions, they simply try to be happy. But is it possible to build happiness on the misfortune of another?
Once a former classmate, now a district policeman calls her a summons. Her husband is missing. However, the spouse did not disappear. He's just no more, she killed him. Now no one will beat her, and there are no more barriers to their love.
But the ugly reality does not give a chance to sincere feelings. Madness comes with the ghost of her husband, now caring, sober and worried about the happiness of the children. Is he now alive than all living people?
Such a different - the love of people ...
Love it? People?