Having slightly hovered over the top of the dune, the jeep suddenly suddenly hooted down, splashing sandy dust from under the wheels. Feeling weightless for a moment, we squealed, and the driver Abdul, as if teasing us, famously turned the steering wheel and said, flashing a white-toothed smile: "Kheze safari" - "This is a safari"! A dangerous journey with adventures, as the translation interprets. Sometimes willingly. However, no one, of course, offered us a lightweight, tourist version of guns, but the promised exotics were given out in full.
A story about a jeep in the desert
On the shores of the Persian Gulf, the sun was rampant, driving the thermometer over the 40-degree mark in the shade. This was probably the only thing that made us doubt: to go - not to go on a risky journey through the desert. But hunting, they say, is worse than bondage, and we bravely rushed on the road, having previously learned that the jeeps were equipped with air conditioners. It seems that even for the sake of merging with nature, we are not ready to give up the benefits of civilization. And are such sacrifices necessary, if you can comfortably climb into the very depths of a real desert and feel its boundless expanses, breathe in its incomparable aroma, hear its piercing silence. And if you're lucky, you can even meet its inhabitants, for example, the largest, up to three kilograms, lizard - monitor lizard.
They say that this "desert crocodile" is terribly afraid of its neighbors: small lizards, beetles and rodents, which he willingly feeds on, digging them out of the sand. True, our opinions were sharply divided about "luck", and only inveterate naturalists were eager to see spiders, snakes and scorpions. However, our dashing 24-year-old driver Abdul assured that no unexpected meetings were expected, because before dark and coolness all living creatures hide in deep minks or on the branches of miserable thorny bushes, escaping from the merciless sun, which turns the earth into a hot frying pan.
“I will definitely show you a tarantula at night,” he promised. - I'll take out the flashlight. See how his eyes glow green - two large and six smaller ones. If you want, we'll catch the phalanx. It is not at all poisonous, as everyone believes.
Having vividly imagined a huge spider with long furry legs, well known from a zoology textbook, we decided that we did not need such a spectacle.
“We also went on a safari,” the driver muttered with mock displeasure. “Okay, go take pictures for a while,” he ordered, abruptly stopping at a small paddock with camels that had suddenly grown in our path.
Having fallen out of the car, we snapped our cameras, sincerely wanting to believe in the accident of parking and not allowing the thought that this was just a decoration for tourists greedy for the exotic. Playing along with us, Abdul, hitting the steering wheel, said:
- Here I drive such a wonderful car, and my grandfather was a nomad, he drove camels. Have you seen a camel walking on the sand? Light, smooth, as if floating. (Now he will call it the "ship of the desert," we thought unoriginally. I did not name it.)
“You know, we had a tradition,” he continued, “for wealth and happiness, newborns were washed with camel urine and sprinkled with dry camel droppings.
- And you were washed? we asked.
“I don’t know, I don’t remember,” he laughed. - I'll ask my mother, I'll tell you.
Tale about skyscrapers on oil
Dubai, the second largest and most important emirate of the UAE, since ancient times known as the "city of merchants", like all emirates, is confidently expanding the boundaries of its ancient role, but, not wanting to lose its "merchant face", wants to become more attractive place recreation. In a word, the United Arab Emirates is not only for "shuttle traders" - this is the essence of the new approach to tourism in the UAE. They tried to show us here, as usual, all the best: hotels, beaches, shops, restaurants. However, this does not require much effort. As in a magical oriental fairy tale, Dubai itself revealed its treasures.
Once upon a time, this region flourished with pearl fishing - until the 30s it was the basis of the local economy, and the Persian Gulf was once called the Pearl. Thousands of divers, sailors and people of various professions were fed by a difficult and dangerous business. At the beginning of the century, during the "pearl" season, which lasted from early June to early October and was called the "big dive", up to one and a half thousand small boats - dhows - went out into the sea. And today, these single-masted wooden boats sway rhythmically in ports and lagoons, ready to take tourists around the bay. Without exotic treasure diving, of course. The emergence of cultured Japanese pearls that flooded the world market undermined this branch of the economy. In memory of her, only the old proverb remained: "Prayer is faith, and diving is a custom." "Pearl collapse" was perceived philosophically here: "Allah took our maritime wealth, but gave new - and also from the sea - oil."
How much has been read about this fantastic region, grown on oil, but only when you see with your own eyes the skyscrapers, villas, residential buildings with modern comfort of rare beauty, having swept along the "velvet" highways, you realize with admiration and envy how powerfully the Emirates have stepped in just 30 years of their existence. stories. And the picture of the demolition of a beautiful residential building on the outskirts of Dubai completely finished us off.
“According to the law,” the guide enlightened us, “a building that has stood for 15 years is considered hopelessly outdated, it can be destroyed and a new one built.
It was unbearable for us, Russians, exhausted by the housing problem, to see how this domino, capable of still serving and serving, was collapsing!
In the same cruel way, they treat even fashionable, but outlived 15-year-old hotels. In order to build a unique hotel complex in the form of a grand sail made of glass and concrete, in just a few days they dismantled a hotel that would have stood for many decades in any other country...
With what is considered "junk", the Arabs part easily. And then they build new curiosities. In just three years, the tallest building in the world, the Burj Dubai, was built in Dubai, whose height is more than 610 meters! This is not just a new hotel, but a whole city within a city. But a few years ago, the pride of Dubai was the so-called "elephant in the desert" - the 35-storey World Trade Center "Burj Rashed". Now, behind the palisade of skyscrapers, you will not immediately notice it.
The Tale of Sheikh's Democracy
Such extraordinary stories can probably be typed into a modern book of fairy tales under the old title "A Thousand and One Nights." Indeed, isn't the story of an old Bedouin whose parking by chance happened to be next to the new airport in Sharjah not like a fairy tale?
From the unbearable noise, the camel had a miscarriage, and the poor Bedouin turned with his grief to the sheikh himself. He made up for the loss. And he did it not out of the kindness of his soul, in order to remain a beautiful legend in the memory of the people, but in accordance with the laws of the UAE, where "democracy" operates. open doors": every ruler and minister is accessible to the people, and there is a constant direct connection between the top and the bottom. But this, probably, is also from the sphere of "Emirati exotic", the list of which we have rapidly replenished.
A story about sobriety
And this list was opened, perhaps, by our guide Olga - a very strict girl. Warning against missteps, she outlined point by point what should not be done under any circumstances. Photographing people without permission is not recommended. Alcohol - no, no! appear in plain sight drunk on the street - a very careless act. Walking down the street in an embrace or in some other way expressing mutual affection - in no case. And so on... We were depressed, but hospitable Dubai turned out to be very tolerant of a different way of life. Any alcoholic drink is served in hotels, the attitude to clothing is very liberal (within reasonable limits, of course). The only thing I did not want to put up with at all - but I had to! - so it is with the ban on swimming after sunset.
But these are all trifles compared to the pleasure that the Emirates give to purposeful tourists.
Elena Bernaskoni, Tamara Ivanova
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For her birthday, Lena was presented with a beautiful toy car. It was almost like a real one, only small. As soon as Leon saw new car, he immediately exclaimed loudly: "Beep-beep!" - just like the cars honking on the street. So the car got its name. Like any toy car, Bip dreamed...
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Once Lena was presented railway. Everything in it was just like the real thing: the rails, and the station with the platform, and the crossing, near which there was a semaphore. The red light of the semaphore warned: stop! The path is closed! But when the green light came on, it was possible to go further. Behind the crossing, a forest of fluffy, ...
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Once upon a time there was a truck in the world. He was big and strong. In order for him to carry more cargo, he had not one axle at the back, but two. Like this! From morning to evening the truck worked. And sometimes he had to work at night. Then he lit the headlights and confidently delivered what was needed and where it was needed. ...
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One morning, the machine Mashka saw her old friend boy Olezhka digging the ground with an iron shovel. - Hello, Olezhka! Masha shouted. - You probably messed up something, the sandbox is not here, but on the playground. “I don’t even need a sandbox,” Olezhka answered importantly. - I'm making a flower bed. - What is this...
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One morning the machine Masha went to visit her grandfather Volkswagen. Grandfather lived in a large garage far from Mashka's garage, and while she was driving to him along a new asphalt road, she managed to get tired. Grandfather was very happy about Masha, immediately seated her at the table, poured tea and put raspberry jam in a saucer. ...
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Once the machine Masha brought Olezhka to the port. – Look, what a big ship - almost like a house! she screamed in delight. - Many floors, many windows, there are even people walking upstairs! What is this ship? - It's a ship. A passenger ship,” Olezhka said importantly. - There are cabins for passengers, a swimming pool, ...
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One day Masha's car got lost. It happened like this: that morning the car Mashka and the boy Olezhka went for a walk on the river. They played for a long time, rolled along the shore, splashed water on the fry, caught frogs, and then got tired and sat down in the sun to rest. - Look, Olezhka, there is a bridge! Masha noticed. ...
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One fine summer, a Little Yellow Car was born. She looked around and the world seemed to her so wonderful, so wonderful ... A little later, she asked the old mighty Avtovoz who was taking her into the unknown: -Tell me, who do you think I will ride? Car transporter...
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Roads in the city left much to be desired. Many of them have long been in need of repair. But this requires special cars, and there were no such cars in the city. There was only an asphalt skating rink. When another hole appeared on the road, which prevented cars from driving, workers came with shovels and threw it hot ...
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Tractor driver Petrovich bought a radio receiver and hung it in the cab. Now he listened to music on the road. The tractor loved it. He even began to sing along. And the motor instead of "TR-r-r - tr - tr - tr" began to pronounce "Tr-r - ram - pam - pa-a - tr-r - ram - pam - pam". The tractor began to move in jerks, and sometimes completely ...
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Our tractor was not just a tractor. He was a polite tractor. What could not be said about the trailer. Of course, the trailer also knew when to say "Hello" and when to say "Goodbye"; when - "Thank you", and when - "Please". It just didn't work out for him. And how can you be polite...
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There was a tractor. Brand new, red, brand "Belarus", with big black wheels. And he had a friend - a trailer. The trailer wasn't as pretty; the paint on it faded and peeled, one side was bent. Tractor and trailer were close friends. They didn't even go anywhere without each other. People used to say this about them...
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In winter, the tractor driver Petrovich caught a cold. The doctor forbade him to go to work. Petrovich remained at home - to gargle his throat and be treated with tea with lemon and raspberries. It happened four days before the New Year. A tractor with a trailer and Petrovich were just supposed to go to the forestry for fir trees. And then these Christmas trees need ...
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In the spring, a tractor with a trailer and their tractor driver Petrovich went on a business trip to the village of Mikhailovka. There were not enough workers and equipment too. Mikhailovka turned out to be far away; so we arrived at it only in the evening. Guests were welcomed and placed in the garage, along with village cars. And the tractor driver Petrovich ...
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Three cranes lived in one city: daddy crane, mother crane and son crane. Dad and mom worked at a construction site, and my son helped them sometimes. Still, he was still small. He wanted to lift the same huge concrete slabs, like dad, or stacks of bricks, like mom, but he didn’t have enough strength. Here are the pipes...
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It was a cold winter. The yellow Gazelle was driving along a snow-covered road. She brought gifts to children for the New Year. A cold wind was blowing, but it was warm in the Gazelle, she rode merrily along the road, listened to the radio and sang songs about a blue wagon, a smile and the New Year. On the way, Gazelle recalled a warm summer, a friend's cottage ...
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In the spring, the ice came off the river, and the red Lamborghini and yellow Zhiguli went fishing. They dug up worms, took with them fishing rods and a warm cape for the seats, it would suddenly get colder. The cars liked to sit by the river, bask in the spring sun and watch the first bees appear, buzzing. They are not bees...
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Pink Volvo was driving along the road, he did not know where. He just liked to drive fast on any road he saw before him. On the way, he met many other cars that greeted him with horns, and he happily honked back to them. On the way he met a lot of interesting things, but to stop ...
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Red Lamborghini and blue Ferraris have always raced, traveled to other countries, the pilots led them on highways, and on the turns they squealed happily from the speed that their engine developed. Then they were given various prizes and the cars went to the next race. And at that time they were standing in the iron garage ...
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Our Earth on which we live is round. On it, in addition to roads, there are mountains, rivers, bridges, seas and much more. Cars can only drive on roads good roads. Only an all-terrain vehicle and a tank can drive on bad roads, but even he will not be able to drive everywhere. But what about a truck, a white Volga and a blue one ...
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bottom very stubborn green gazelle did not want to follow the rules traffic. I didn't want to, and that's it. The gazelle was very sweet, everyone liked it, so she thought that everything was possible, drove through the streets, sang songs and really wanted everyone to see how brave, brave she was, how beautiful she was driving, not paying attention ...
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Red Zaporozhets walked for a long time, strayed between big machines on the road, because he was small, and now he drove into a place where he had never been. 'Cause there's always a place we've never been before. The location was amazing. There were many cars in the large parking lot, and even those that Zaporozhets had never seen. He approached...
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One big red KAMAZ was very fond of singing songs about the long and straight road, about his friends, strong, big and small, about summer and the sea, about everything he saw along the way. But he didn't do it very well, he didn't do it at all. He just hummed loudly, everyone thought he was asking ...
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Once upon a time there was a small hardworking machine, everyone in the district respected her for the fact that she fulfilled any request, any assignment very quickly and with pleasure. For example, an old grandmother asks her granddaughter to go for bread, but her granddaughter has no time, she needs to learn lessons, the machine immediately offers her help, but along the way ...
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Once a big crane was driving on the way to a construction site. Suddenly his wheel broke. He stood in the middle of the road and stands, he does not know what to do. And he called for help, but no one heard, because it was still very early, and he himself tried to go further on three wheels - nothing worked. Tired Crane, and decided to wait, ...
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People worked at the factory for a long time and made a small tractor. He smelled of paint, engine oil, diesel fuel. The workers wished him good luck, and the tractor set off on a long journey. Here he is driving along the road and growls so loudly from happiness: “Dyl, dyl, dyl ...”. And cars go to the meeting, laugh and say: - Such ...
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Among your childish deeds And there is a place for fairy tales. You have already heard and read many of them. You learned different fairy tales... Among them, for sure, You just haven't heard this one - About the Glorious Druzhok. It will seem at times Similar to reality; A simple car will rush along it like a hero...
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In the city, among the machines, the Excavator lived alone. He rode noisily, clumsily Through ditches and puddles. Starts and rattles, Wakes up everyone who sleeps. He was kind, he helped everyone: He dug, then he fell asleep. In the garage among the cars He was very unloved. "You are noisy," they repeated. And they were not friends with the neighbor. We are beautiful and strong - To people ...
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Once upon a time there was a truck, A painted barrel. On asphalt and country roads I went to the city and villages. He carried important loads. I hurried with all my might. I also passed a half-station. Every day there early in the morning Trains rushed past, Rushed to villages and cities. There was an important traffic light: Moving! Turn off the engine! If on iron rails, ...
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Smart cars drive on the road. Smart machines to help people. Here is a brick carrying a Kamaz, a big worker. He is a first class assistant, his board is steep. Very interesting fire truck. I went to the fire, it signals that there are forces. The aerial platform is also a class, it drives up to the wires. Fixing light bulbs for us humans...
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Acquaintance Once upon a time there was a small yellow Bibik car. Her dad was a truck and her mom was a fire truck. Bibika was very stubborn, and besides, she liked to show off. - Bibika, how can you drive so fast? - insisted dad. - Is it my fault that others drive so slowly? Bibika objected. - Ride...
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In a city far, far away, cars lived. They were all different: big and small, fast and unhurried, talkative and silent. But no matter how different they were, they knew everything and strictly followed one rule: on the road, do not wait for a request for help, help yourself. Somehow in this city appeared ...
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It was a small toy car in which everything was a toy. Wheels and seats, steering wheel and engine everything, everything, everything. Like many other toys, some of its parts left the assembly line, then someone's skillful hands put everything together, then the toy was packed and sent into the unknown. In the box...
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One day Racing car decided to take a walk. She left the garage, refueled with gasoline, flashed her headlights and rushed along the road. She complied with the rules of the road and complied with the requirements of all signs. She stopped at traffic lights and gave way to buses and trams. Race car passed...
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Once upon a time there was a fire engine. It was brand new, red, shiny and very beautiful. The machine just recently arrived from the factory and was the most beautiful in the fire department. When any parade, review or other solemn event took place in the city, the Fire Engine was always in the forefront, ...
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It was a warm summer evening. The Crane and the Excavator drove along the dusty field road. They drove slowly and talked among themselves. They saw from afar that a Kamaz was coming towards them. Having approached closer, Kamaz stopped. - Hi. Where are you going? - He asked. - Hi. - Answered friends. - We're going to a birthday...
Once upon a time there was a machine-vytvoryashka. She was still quite small and not quite an experienced machine. Of course, she had a name, but all relatives and friends called her simply - a make-up machine. She was a good, kind and nice machine, but, like all small machines, she liked to get a little creative. "Mom," she said...
For boys 2-6 years old.
Illustrations: Boris Zabolotsky specially for the magazine "Batya".
Cars lived and lived in one large concrete garage. Among them were yellow Zhiguli, red Lamborghini, blue Ferrari, white Ford, silver Toyota and many, many other cars. The garage was huge, warm, there was enough space for all the cars, and they did not freeze in the icy cold.
A lot of different stories happened to cars.
Friendship
It was a cold winter night. The yellow Gazelle was driving along a snow-covered road, its headlights were on, the engine was purring, the radio antenna, swinging on the roof, was catching good music. The gazelle brought gifts to children for the New Year. A cold wind was blowing, but it was warm in the Gazelle, she rode merrily along the road, listened to the radio and sang songs about a blue wagon, a smile and the New Year. On the way, Gazelle recalled the warm summer, the dacha of her kind grandmother and her friend, the white Ford.
But suddenly there was a “Bang!”, And it became clear that it was impossible to go further, because the front right wheel was pierced by a huge nail, which I accidentally dropped freight car KAMAZ.
Oh-hoo... What should I do now? Gazelle thought as she turned on the wipers to wipe away the tears on her windshield. The janitors brushed away tears, and Gazelle thought that now the children would be left without gifts for New Year, soon she will run out of gas, and she will freeze until the summer. But then she remembered the radio, which was still joyfully singing its songs. Gazelle contacted her white Ford friend by radio and asked to help her out of trouble.
The white Ford rushed to the aid of his friend as quickly as possible in winter, especially since his tires were studded and did not slip on the road.
Soon a sad Gazelle appeared, whose wipers were still working, brushing away her tears.
Do not be sad, friend, - said the white Ford. I brought you a spare tire!
Hooray! - the yellow Gazelle was delighted, you are a true friend and comrade, you came to my aid!
Friends changed the punctured wheel. They turned off the wipers, because there was no longer any reason to cry, turned on the radio and together, singing songs, they brought gifts to the children.
Dream
"Tales about cars". Irina Glazunova. Illustrations by Boris Zabolotsky
Blue Ferrari, which had everything that a car could have - big heavy wheels, four yellow headlights, a powerful engine and much more, dreamed of flying to the moon. He liked the Moon - big, yellow, round. But the moon sometimes hid, sometimes turned into a month, and Ferrari missed her so much. Without her at night on the road, it was dark and boring.
I drove a blue Ferrari to the airfield. Many different planes were standing there, single-engine, twin-engine, jet, cargo, passenger, but none of them could fly to the moon.
“We would also like to fly to the moon, but we don’t have enough strength and fuel,” the Ferrari planes said.
- We need to go to the spaceport, only rockets can fly to the moon ...
Ferrari went to the spaceport. One large silver rocket stood at the cosmodrome. She was going to fly to the moon.
“Take me with you,” said Ferrari.
"I can't," said the rocket. - I take astronauts with me, they need to look at our Earth from above. From above, our Earth is round, like a ball, so you can fly around it and come back.
"Then explain why I can't fly myself," Ferrari asked.
“Because each of us is created for his own business, I can fly into the distant sky, but I can’t drive on the roads faster than anyone, like you.” You can't fly, but you're the fastest on the road, and you outrun everyone. You dream of flying to the moon, and I dream of going to a green lawn, smelling white daisies and watching a clear stream flow.
“Yes,” Ferrari said. Everyone has their own dream and their own business. It would be nice if all dreams came true, but then it would be so sad to live without them!
And the blue Ferrari is back in his garage again, to drive on the roads, and sometimes look at the sky and dream of flying to the moon.
Gift
"Tales about cars". Irina Glazunova. Illustrations by Boris Zabolotsky
In the spring, ice melted from the river. Red Lamborghini and yellow Zhiguli went fishing. They dug up worms, took with them fishing rods and a warm cape for the seats, in case it suddenly gets colder. Cars liked to sit by the river, bask in the spring sun and watch the first bees appear, buzzing. They were not afraid of bees, because they were made of iron, and the bees could not bite them.
Suddenly a boat appeared on the river. He slowly moved downstream, probably, after the winter, he made his first voyage. For joy, the ship sometimes hummed so that everyone could see how beautiful and strong it was.
- Eh, - said the yellow Zhiguli. - We heard that there are cars that can swim, they are called "amphibians". Too bad we can't do this!
“Yes,” said the red Lamborghini. - It would be nice to swim along the river now, racing next to this ship. This would be a real spring gift for me. I never swam.
And friends were sad, despite the spring sun and awakened bees.
- Hello friends! he hummed happily as he approached the shore. - Are you bored? Look, for the first time this spring I am floating on the river!
“Do you want me to take you with me?” You will see how the spring river is!
- Hurrah! The cars roared with joy too. - Here it is our real spring gift!
Red Lamborghini and yellow Zhiguli loaded onto the ship and, thinking how good it is that there are gifts and good ships in the world, they went for a walk along the river.
The sun warmly looked at them from a height, and the bees, sitting on the hood, decided to take a ride with their friends.
Help
"Tales about cars". Irina Glazunova. Illustrations by Boris Zabolotsky
Pink Volvo was driving along the road, not knowing where. He just liked to drive fast on any road he saw before him. On the way, he met many other cars that greeted him with horns, and he happily honked back to them. On the way he met a lot of interesting things, but Volvo did not like to stop, so he rushed on and on.
One day he was driving along a narrow road, the tank was full of gas, the engine was fine, the road was empty, and the ride was pleasant. And suddenly, in the middle of the road, he saw a standing old black Jeep. The jeep was parked in the middle of the road, and there was no way around it. Pink Volvo drove up to the Jeep and asked him to clear the road.
“I can't,” Jip sighed heavily and sadly. - It broke down, I have a motor, ran out of gas, and in general, I am very old. Once upon a time I was new, strong, beautiful, my engine was the strongest, the trunk was the largest, I had the brightest headlights, the loudest horn, the most beautiful spoilers, everything was the best. And also,” Jip sighed even more heavily, “I had many friends. And now there is none of that. I'm standing on this road, no one wants an old black jeep.
- How so? exclaimed the pink Volvo, “can it really happen, and I will also become old?”
Of course, said Jeep. Everyone gets old sometime. And many, those who do not need anyone at all, are taken to a car dump.
- It should not be! Volvo got excited. - Everyone needs someone. He just doesn't know about it. Come on, I'll need you. We'll fix your engine, fill your gas tank with gas, clean you up so you're shiny again, and drive on the roads together. And when you're tired, you'll be waiting for me in the garage. And I will return with gifts and stories about what I saw, and you will listen and rejoice, as if you were with me. And then I also need someone to wait for me. It's so good when someone is waiting for you and rejoices at your return!
- Great idea! Jeep was happy. - Someone will need me. We will need each other!
So the black old Jeep and the pink Volvo helped each other and became friends.
Travel
"Tales about cars". Irina Glazunova. Illustrations by Boris Zabolotsky
Our Earth, on which we live, is round. On it, in addition to roads, there are mountains, rivers, bridges, seas and much more.
Cars can only drive on roads, on good roads. Only an all-terrain vehicle and a tank can drive on bad roads, but they won't be able to drive everywhere either. But what about a truck, a white Volga and a blue Ford, if they so want to travel, go everywhere, see many new different places?
Cars gathered together and began to think how they could travel where there are no roads. They decided to go to the station and find out how people travel. It is noisy at the station, there are a lot of people with suitcases, and there are many different trains - passenger, freight, mail.
Cars drove up to the long train, which had the most cars, and asked:
- Train friend, please tell me how you get over rivers and mountains? How do people travel? We so want to see other lands!
"It's very simple," the train replied. - You see, there are sleepers, and they are my rails, along which I ride, they are long, long, and lead to other countries. If there is a river on the way, then I go over the railway bridge, this is such a bridge where only trains travel. If there are mountains on the way, then I go through a tunnel that is dug through the mountain. It's dark in the tunnel, but I'm not afraid. Do you want us to go together? You will stand on special platforms for cars, and I will take you on a trip.
- Good idea! Great! The cars rejoiced.
They stood on special platforms, and the train took them to see the world.
Rules
"Tales about cars". Irina Glazunova. Illustrations by Boris Zabolotsky
One very stubborn green Gazelle did not want to follow the rules of the road. I didn't want to, and that's it! The gazelle was very sweet, everyone liked it, so she thought that everything was possible, drove through the streets, sang songs and really wanted everyone to see how brave, brave she was, how beautiful she was driving, not paying attention to other cars and even to traffic lights . Therefore, she did not wait for the green light to turn on, she simply did not look around. Neither right nor left.
Once it was raining, the asphalt was very slippery, after the rain the asphalt is always slippery, and the wheels slide on it. The gazelle rode carelessly along the road and sang songs.
There was a very old and smart traffic light at the crossroads. The traffic light saw that the Gazelle was rushing very fast, he lit his red eye because he wanted everyone to be careful. But the Gazelle drove, not looking at the traffic lights.
And on the other side of the intersection a KAMAZ truck was driving, and the eye of the traffic light showed a green light for it. KAMAZ began to move and suddenly our reckless Gazelle crashed into it.
- Oh oh oh! Gazelle screamed.
She was in a lot of pain. She had broken headlights and windshield, a broken wing and something else inside, probably a motor. KAMAZ was very big, and nothing happened to it.
- Urgently call ambulance! - boomed KAMAZ. - Our Gazelle crashed, there is an accident!
The ambulance took Gazelle to the hospital for cars, a service station.
- Yes ... For a long time now you will not drive, - they told her there. We'll be taking care of you for a long time. You'll even miss your birthday and not get presents. Didn't you know that you can only drive on green lights?
The green Gazelle was sad, but now she knows for sure that the rules must be followed. And not only traffic, but many other rules - the rules of behavior at the table, the rule to wash and brush your teeth in the morning, the rule to clean up after yourself, and many others. Because the rules are made so that no one gets into trouble.
Museum
"Tales about cars". Irina Glazunova. Illustrations by Boris Zabolotsky
The Red Zaporozhets walked for a long time, strayed between large cars on the road, because he was small, and now he drove to a place where he had never been before. 'Cause there's always a place we've never been before.
The location was amazing. There were many cars in the large parking lot, and even those that Zaporozhets had never seen. He drove up to old Lando and asked:
Where did these strange machines come from? I have never seen these on the road.
- This is museum vintage cars Lando replied. – Look, here is the first car that people invented. He is big and not as handsome as modern machines, him huge wheels, loud motor and even no wipers. Such cars did not even know how to drive fast. And the engine of the first cars was not gasoline. And here are other cars that have not been made for a long time. All of them are very old, and here they are, resting in the parking lot. Perhaps someday you will be with them.
- Can't be! shouted the Zaporozhets. - After all, I'm new, shiny, I can do anything!
“Maybe, maybe,” he said. old car. “I used to think so too. People are constantly coming up with something new, cars are getting better, prettier, faster. And they just stop making old cars and put them in a museum. It's not sad here, don't be afraid. Many people come here to see what cars used to be, and we proudly show ourselves.
So be it, Zaporozhets thought. “Now I am needed, I will drive, work, and when new cars arrive in my place, I will stand in this museum and show everyone how handsome I was.
Poetry
"Tales about cars". Irina Glazunova. Illustrations by Boris Zabolotsky
One big red KAMAZ was very fond of singing songs about the road, long and straight, about his friends, big and small, about summer and the sea, about everything he saw on the road. But he didn't do it very well, he didn't do it at all. He just buzzed loudly, everyone thought that he was asking to clear the road, or he was just imagining something, no one heard the music in his horns, no one understood his songs.
Once, after all, once everything happens, KAMAZ drove along the yellow road and carried a lot of heavy stones for construction. Construction vehicles were waiting for him - a bulldozer, an excavator, a crane, a loader. Therefore, KAMAZ was in a hurry. On the way he, as always, sang a song. This time the song was about strong cars that are friends, and that's why they work so well together.
A small old Zaporozhets was driving towards the KAMAZ.
- Why are you screaming like that? Zaporozhets asked. “There is no one on the road.
“I don’t shout, I sing,” answered KAMAZ.
- Who sings like that? The song is music and poetry!
“But I don’t know how to do it differently,” KAMAZ got upset.
Do you want us to write a song together? Zaporozhets suggested.
- Come on, - KAMAZ was delighted.
And this is the song:
There are many cars in the world -
Trucks and cars.
Adults and children know
All colors and brands of them.
There are silver cars
There are green and yellow
There are both dirty and clean
There are angry ones and kind ones.
And for car racing,
There are for construction, for a trip.
And all cars have tires
There is a motor and there are suspensions.
All cars love to drive
Everyone doesn't like to be in an accident.
Everyone is standing together in the garage
Who is closer, who is further away.
And the cars are all helpers
And in the ride and on the fire,
And at the construction site and in the rain
All of them are people's comrades.
KAMAZ and Zaporozhets, singing together the song they composed, drove on.
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One morning, Posti's blue postal car was terribly busy. He had a whole bunch of letters that needed to be urgently distributed to the addressees. Posti drove like crazy through the streets of their beautiful city, and could not manage. And then he came across Kleene, a green machine who loved to clean the streets and with great pleasure occupied
In the city of Vroom, a new day began. The sun rose as usual and touched the roofs of beautiful houses with its rays. The usual bustle of the city began in the city. At the stop was yellow school bus named Skulby. There were kids crowding around him, arguing about who would get on the bus first. “Come on, kids, stop it,” Skulby told them. – Height
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