Smell of labor… (story)
Saday’s grandfather was a gardener. His garden was famous in the village. One day Saday said to his grandfather:
- Grandfather, I also want to be a gardener like you…
Grandfather sleeked his grandson’s hair, kissed his forehead and said:
- It is good wish, my son…
The friends of nature (story)
With the coming of spring nature woke up from its winter sleeping. Like everywhere there was a special enlivening in the school-garden, too. The pupils were cutting the dry branches of the trees, spading around of them, and putting in order the ditches… Suddenly Nadir who was in the seventh form said boastingly:
On the first of September (story)
Ilgar went out of the gate a piece of flat bread (it is baked on iron disk for baking bread) in his hand. He stopped and looked firstly at the begging and then the end of the village road. There was nobody-nothing on the way, except, the geese at one side of the ditch that crossed the road...
What was the magpie looking for? (story)
The cattle, sheep, lambs were spread on the plain and were grazing. In one side father was lying on his felt cloak. He was keeping a sharp eye on his son, on little Ilgar.
Ilgar was picking flowers on hill - side, he was running after butterfly. Suddenly he saw a magpie on the back of the black cow, and he stopped...
The red apples (story)
Ilham couldn’t take his eyes off from the red, nice apples in the string-bag. In fact, it wasn’t through his fault… It was the string-bag of mustached uncle who was sitting near his father. As if he hung the string-bag before his eyes knowingly…
A hunting spider… (story)
Ruslan was walking in the garden with his grandfather. Suddenly he stopped. He said amazingly:
Look at, grandfather, look… - What is it?
Grandfather’s eyes weakened, he couldn’t see well… He looked at it over and over… He could hardly notice a net between two branches.
Ungrateful children (tale)
Though an old tree became aged, it was hale. Its cut trunk stood on the ground hard. In early spring the old tree began to shoot and grew green. While the tree branched out as if it looked younger again, and enlivened. The old tree became very happy while looking at it’s a number of branches. They were upright, slender, high. They raised to expanse competing with one another…
While returning from the forest ( story)
Once my grandson entreated me for to take him to the forest, to gather mushrooms. And I took him with me to the forest. He was brought up in the city. It was for the first time he went to a forest. Everything was new, interesting there. He stopped at every stop, listened to the whispering of leaves and surrounding, he asked questions over and over.
Bet ( story)
It was summer holiday. One day Elman said to his friend:
- Did you watch that broad-shouldered, giant wrestler on TV last evening? Listen to me, my mother says that he who eats much he will be like that wrestler.
But I didn’t fall it… (story)
We were having a talk sitting in the balcony. There was a violent wind. Nearly the wind bent the branches of young, touchy trees, or knocked down the house-top… But Farhad who was playing in the yard took no heed of the wind. Every now and then his mother called him anxiously:
