White hare, where did you run?
Attention wanted!
On October 13, a girl named Irida disappeared in the area of the city park. It is established that the child was returning from school through the park along with a group of other children. According to eyewitnesses, Irida fell behind the others when she saw something. The girl did not come home.
Distinguishing features: red hair, green eyes, age 10, wearing a bright red jacket. All who have seen this child are requested to report to the police at the Tracing Bureau.
Newspaper "Vesti"
Fifteen years later
Vlada hurriedly walked down the street, hiding her face from the cold winter wind in a warm fur collar. The girl was upset. And this is an understatement. She was evil! She was angry at her boss, who did not accept her sketches of scenery for the New Year's ball, at a colleague who framed and slipped her project. But even more - to Slavka. He promised to come for the weekend, but did not come. The business trip, you see, dragged on for an indefinite period of time. And she needed him so much! Now Vlada will have to lick her wounds herself.
- Well, nothing, you will come - I will tell you everything that I think, - the young artist fumed, barely holding back tears of impotence and despair, rapidly striding down the street. Rare passers-by looked at the girl, but only Vlad did not care about other people at all. Their problems through the roof.
In frustrated feelings, she did not notice how her legs led her to the farthest corner of the city park, hidden from prying eyes. Vlada was too proud to show her weakness to just anyone. She sat down on a bench, took out a mirror, wiped away her tears and smiled at her reflection. It immediately became easier. It was only later that I discovered where I was.
The girl looked around and noticed that she was in a surprisingly picturesque place. According to the calendar, the end of December, it was snowing on the streets of the city, and here the leaves were painted in bright colors and were just beginning to fall off.
“Why didn’t I notice this beauty? Vlada thought admiringly, completely forgetting that it was winter in the city. “If I had known, I would have come earlier.”
Dressed up Autumn
In burgundy leaves
yellow and red,
Somewhere green.
Her song spreads
Playful breeze.
Instead of summer autumn
Replaced.
Leaves with a quiet whisper
Falling smoothly...
Autumn gently-gently
The sun hugs.
The girl whispered a short rhyme that arose in her head at the sight of autumn beauty.
In this corner of the park it was a real early autumn, when the sun is still warm in summer, and people do not wear warm jackets and gloves.
“Why is it autumn here and not winter?” Vlad suddenly came to his senses. She felt hot and she took off her jacket and scarf. She neatly folded everything, arranged it on a bench nearby.
Then the girl walked along the alley and noticed the drawn squares, slightly sprinkled with fallen leaves.
- Wow! Classics! Youth, perhaps, remember?
The girl thought for a minute and began to jump: jump with one foot, jump with two, one, two.
While she was jumping, a funny children's rhyme came to her mind:
- White hare
Where did you run?
- To the oak forest!
- What did you do there?
- Lyko fought!
- Where did you put it?
- Under the deck.
- Who stole it?
- Rodion!
- Get out!
Vlada repeated the counting rhyme over and over, with each jump, until she entered the desired rhythm. This created a vibration, and something began to change around the girl. First, the air trembled, distorting the space around, and then the door opened...
The girl was confused. She did not understand what had happened, but the opening of the passage beckoned. And the young artist made up her mind, despite the treacherous fear, from which wet trickles flowed down her back.
Vlada quickly grabbed her things and with a frozen heart entered the hospitably open portal...
I entered, but I didn’t immediately get a visit. At first, the girl flew along a long pipe, along which there were many holes. "Passways!" - flashed through my head. And in a moment she was carried into the smallest inconspicuous window, and the flight stopped.
Vlada fell on the soft green grass not far from the path, very similar to the alley of the city park. The girl rose to her feet and found scribbled squares, exactly the same as the ones she had jumped over a few minutes ago. Only on the lowest square was a keyhole drawn. "So that's how I got here! Vlad understood. – Classics is a portal! Wow! Tell someone, they won't believe. Does that mean a parallel world? So-so..."
The girl took out a large plastic bag from her bag, put her jacket with a scarf. Then she found a long, strong, knotty stick, stuck it in the ground next to the "lassics", hung up the bag and walked down the alley.
How quiet it is here! If only a bird would chirp,” Vlada whispered, trying not to break the silence.
- What bird? - suddenly asked a sonorous perky voice, coming from nowhere.
- Yes, at least this. - The girl took out a notebook with a pencil from her bag and sketched the outlines of a swallow.
Vlad quickly painted the bird, giving it a lively look. And then the incredible happened: the painted bird started up, flapped its wings and flew out of the notebook!
- Mom dear! What was it? the artist was surprised.
“And it was you who created your own guide,” the voice said again. - Now the bird will take you where you need to, you won’t get lost.
“And don’t look, you won’t find,” it sounded cheerful. The adventure has just begun. Use your gift.
The last phrase was already barely audible, as if the speaker was running away. But Vlad understood everything. She closed her bag, found the bird with her eyes, and continued on her way.
The road and the revived swallow led Vlad to a big city, like two drops of water similar to the one where the young artist lived.
“And why am I not surprised,” the girl muttered.
Then a bird landed on her shoulder and chirped nervously.
“Oh, I see, you’re hungry. I'm sorry, I didn't know that the painted birds also want to eat.
While talking to the swallow, Vlada quickly drew a loaf of bread, which did not take long to materialize. The bread was like freshly baked and smelled so appetizing that the girl realized how hungry she herself was. Vlada crumbled bread for the bird, then broke off a piece for herself and ate it greedily. The girl wrapped the remaining half of the loaf in a clean sheet of paper and put it in her bag.
- Well, guide, lead me to the goal.
After a snack and rest, Vlada was ready for further surprises.
The swallow chirped and flew down the main street, indicating the direction. The young artist ran as fast as she could, having time to look at the houses of this strange city. Everything was like in her world, only there was no one on the streets. But there was no time to think, it was necessary to hurry.
Finally, the swallow led Vlad to a small house that stood on the banks of the river that flowed through the city.
“But I know this house!” - flashed through my head. Vlada remembered that they were going to demolish the building, but the owners did not allow it, there was still a scandal about this, and the house remained a local landmark. Nobody lived in it, but there were rumors that the hostess often came there to clean up, and left with eyes red from tears.
The girl went up the stairs and knocked.
- Come in! ' said a familiar high-pitched voice.
Vlada entered and saw a funny teenage girl with bright green eyes and fiery red hair.
- Who are you? Vlad asked in surprise.
- And here! – mysteriously answered the girl. “I am the same voice you heard.
“I understood that, but who are you, what is your name, and how did you end up here?”
- How many questions, but I will answer all of them, and you will do something for me, too, - the girl agreed and began her story.
My name is Irida. I live in this house as I lived in that world. And don't think I'm small. You and I are almost the same age, here time flows differently. And I got here, just like you: jumping around the squares and accidentally uttered some kind of rhyme. Then, through the open gate, I was brought here. I can't leave here, and I don't want to. I like it here. But I often see my mother in the mirror, and she sees me. She always cries, thinks I'm dead, but sees a ghost in the mirror. After all, I disappeared, they searched for me, but they did not find the body. And for some reason, my mother thought that I had drowned, and the current carried me away.
- Wait! There was an announcement in the newspapers about the missing girl, but at that time I was small and did not understand much, and they did not let me into the park alone. Now I understand why. Listen, why are you scaring your mom? I would say that you are alive and where you are.
- Yes, she said, but she does not believe, because she does not remember how she got to your city. We are from a special kind, Vedovsky. First, my grandmother arrived with her little mother, and then I was born. - Telling her story, Irida sighed heavily, but quickly pulled herself together. - Listen, Vlad, draw me New Year. I miss him so much.
- Why draw him? I have an unrecognized project. Check it out, if you like it, then let it stay with you.
Vlada took out her drawings and handed them to Irida.
The girl, seeing the pictures, exclaimed:
- Let's go to the cinema soon, let everything arise there.
On the central square, Vlada took out the sketches, laid them out on the pavement and prepared to wait. But everything happened imperceptibly, as if the fog had cleared: first, cheerful music rang out, a decorated Christmas tree appeared, then multi-colored lights lit up, people in costumes came and the holiday began.
- Oh, how great! – red-haired Irida clapped her hands.
She looked at the festive city with burning eyes. And then the fireworks started. People shouted "Hurrah!" and congratulated each other on the New Year.
Irida squeezed Vlada's hand and whispered:
Thanks for the holiday!
Having understood the magic of the local world, Vlada guessed how she could help Irida a little. She took out a loose-leaf calendar with her illustrations from her bag and gave it to the girl.
“Now you will have the change of seasons and all the holidays. Irida, can you come back?
- I can not. I'm locked up here forever. You can come back, you are the guest here that I invited. Before there was nothing here, only the forest. And with my appearance, the world has changed, considering my thoughts and memory. If my mother came here, but she does not believe. The mischievous sighed sadly.
- Irida, let me tell your mother everything? And I'll show you the way.
The girl thought for a moment, then took out a key from the box.
– This key is in the same box in the house where I used to live. He unlocks a portal to this side and that side. I can't give it to you, but you can draw it and use it to return. And know that everything that happened here will happen in your world. Your project will be approved. Because my world is mirror reflection yours.
- How do you know? The authorities have already chosen not me, - Vlada grumbled angrily.
– How do you think you got here? Your emotions helped you break through the defense system of the portal world, and this is not given to everyone. Not every artist can draw in such a way that his drawings come to life, but you can. Your superiors have already figured out what's what, and are looking for you. So it's time to return. Draw the key and leave. And don't forget the drawings, - with these words, Irida handed the sketches to the artist.
- How about...
- Don't worry, my world has remembered everything, and now it will reproduce at my request. And you, if you want, you can come to visit, you know the way.
Vlada copied the key, carefully drawing out the details, as the girl ordered. Suddenly it dawned on the artist:
– Irida, why didn’t you use the key?
Yes, I tried, but it didn't work. It’s like an invisible wall doesn’t let me in, ”the girl said.
The government understood everything. Then she said goodbye to the red-haired girl and ran to the portal.
She immediately saw the pole with the package, sighed with relief and resolutely approached the squares. The materialized key easily entered the painted keyhole, turned with a slight click, opening the door.
Vlada reached out her hand, quickly tore off the package and...
I woke up on a bench in a city park.
“I’ll dream about this,” she thought, but, moving her fingers, she pricked herself on something. Opening her palm, the girl saw a strange gilded key and realized that it was not a dream. Feeling herself, the young artist was convinced that she was sitting on a bench warmly dressed, and there was snow all around.
While Vlada was putting her thoughts in order, a mobile phone rang in her bag. The boss was looking for her. He told her to urgently return to the office to further develop the New Year's project. But no longer a theater, but a city square. It turns out that out of frustration, Vlada forgot to turn off the computer, and the boss accidentally saw the layout, compared it with other proposals and realized that he almost missed a real masterpiece.
When all the working moments were settled, the artist found a house on the river bank and talked with Irida's mother, said that she had evidence. She remembered that there was bread wrapped in paper in the bag, but she did not find any bundle. Instead, she took out a crumpled piece of paper with a picture of broken bread. But the woman doubted the veracity of the words of the stranger. Then Vlada asked to bring the box, which was on the shelf by the mirror. Lifting the lid, the girl took out the key, and then showed her own. The keys were exactly the same.
“I can take you back to where you started your journey. Irida is waiting. She is very bored. After all, the New Year is coming soon. A swallow will meet you and take you to your daughter. Make up your mind!
And the woman decided...
If you accidentally find yourself in a reserved corner of the city park, you will see how a beautiful young girl plays "Classics" and sings a children's rhyme. Don't disturb her. She is going to visit, where she is always welcome.
White hare, where did you run? - Under the deck.
In the oak forest. - Who removed it?
What did he do there? - Rodion.
Lyko fought. - Went out.
Where did you put it?
On whom it turned out - that hare.
"Hare on the sdu"
Zainka, enter the garden, Bunny enters
Grey, come into the garden. in a circle.
Zainka, tear the flowers, Movement according to the text.
Gray, tear the flowers,
Zainka, your wreath, cool hands wreath.
Grey, your wreath.
Hare, on the head, We put on the head.
Grey, on the head.
Zainka, dance, Legs alternately
Gray, dance. are put forward.
Zainka, choose Selects the next one.
Gray, take your pick.
| "Easter Grass" Just like a chick that has broken its shell, Hurrying towards the light from the night, So the sprout will hatch boldly, Look out through the crack and the job is done, Easter grass has sprouted into the light, Bringing fun and joy to everyone. “A grain” I put a grain in the warm earth, It is light, like a fluff, A grain is a crumb lying in the ground, Lying in the ground, warmed in warmth, First it swelled, then sprouted, And sprouted in a thin sprout in the garden. | "Easter Bunny" Easter is approaching - the Bunny appears, That he is, then disappears, Leaves nests everywhere. The bunny jumped - jump, here and there, There are nests in secluded places, If only we could catch him, Plant him in a large cage, We would love the bunny, Feed fresh grass. |
"Five funny people"
| Five merry little men were walking in the woods, And diligently looking for an Easter bunny, In the afternoon they ran across the bridge, They saw someone's tail, They walked back, at the edge, They saw someone's ears, In the evening everyone went to visit, Again they see someone's tail, Where but the bunny is not visible, How can we catch it, The fat brother grumbled: “There is no hare - he ran away”, Observant brother - the second, Shouts: “Here he is under the mountain” | The long brother got angry, “The hare fell through the ground,” And the fourth said this: “This hare is not a simpleton, you can’t catch him in any way.” He sat down to rest under a mushroom, He sees one nest, Lined with green moss, The Easter Bunny ran, He laid colored eggs there, Then the kid said: “Well, whoever seeks, he will always find!” |
"A bunny has ears on top"
The bunny has ears on top, Head handles.
He lives in his hut Roof over head.
He looks out the window One palm on top of the face
Is anyone coming? another- from below.
Under the window the dog barks Tightly pressed fingers moves the index hand
And wiggles his ears. Moves only thumb
She blinks her eyes, Fingers "blink" around the eyes.
Zaikin's house guards .
On a visit to the bunny hut Movement of the palms on the floor:
Jump fast little animals: open, open
Two girlfriends-speaking ears, (frog movements).
Two green frogs.
gray bearded goat The fingers move under the chin.
And behind him is a horned deer. Spread fingers on the head.
And they carry a bunny as a gift Drumming movements
Drum and balalaika. and balalaika.
Bryndi-bryndi, balalaika,
Accept gifts, bunny.
In this little hut Hands "roof" over the head.
All the little animals fit;
The owner is a bunny. Fingers-ears on the head.
fast jumper, we jump.
Two girlfriends in a hole, Movement of the palms on the floor
Two green frogs frog.
Bearded goat fingers under the chin.
And a big horned deer. Spread fingers above the head.
Closely in a bunny hut,
I have to go out for a walk. Fast wide movement
All the animals fled fingers on the floor.
Well, try to catch up with them.
For a long, long time we ran
But the fingers were stretched. Squeezing and unclenching the fists.
| "Christ is risen!" Early in the morning, a tiny bird On the way to the native forest I tweeted through the window: - How are you? Christ is risen! I recently returned from the south, From a distant country, And I want to congratulate my friend on the bright holiday of Spring! I'll sit with you a little, - I don't have enough time today! And where is my road, I'll tell you, my friend, Beyond the river that winds like a ribbon, A green forest is waiting for me, - He will quietly smile at me, And whisper: "Christ is Risen!" "Kulichik" Mobile game. They split into two teams. In the middle is a child - Easter cake. Everyone says: Yes, he is tall, Yes, he is wide, Yes, he is soft, Cut it! After these words, two people from the teams run to the "Kulichik". Whoever touches him first takes him to his team, the loser becomes “Kulichik."You jump, jump, bunny" (Mobile game) You jump, jump, bunny, jump and stop! And now back, bunny, you jump home. "I saw a hare like this" In a circle, expansion and contraction. I saw a hare like this, With long ears, I saw a bird like this, With long wings, I saw a mouse like this, With a long, long tail, And a bear (elephant) like this, Big, big, With a small tail, | “Wonderful egg” The hare says to her sister: “Look, I have prepared a lot of different testicles, Gold, colored, diamond, Substitute your apron as soon as possible, You will take them down to cute children. All diligent, kind crumbs We will now outline with you, On the holy night under the pillow, Do not yawn, look, sister, Quietly lay each one, You are a wonderful testicle. "Chicken - crested" Hen - crested, Pecked grains, Hen - crested, Searched for worms, And drank some water In a puddle by the wattle fence, To lay an egg For Christ's day! “The sun is shining, the sun is shining” The sun is shining, the sun is shining, We plant seeds, Cover them with earth, Water them with water. The sun is shining, the sun is shining, The grains are sprouting, Roots under the ground, Stems above the ground, The sun is shining, the sun is shining, All the grains have sprouted, They have become thick grass, The room smells like spring. |
Summer.
"Gifts, gifts"
| "A fish in a pond" A small fish swims in a bright transparent pond. Swims, swims, 2 times Jumps, dives 2 times Sports and rests. Floats, swims 2 times Jumps, dives, 2 times How good it is for a fish in a pond. “Boat” Many little guys Want to sail in a boat A boat floats on the sea, And the wave carries it The wind howls, howls, Our boat shakes Up, down 2 times The wave swept over the boat And turned it over U-U-UH What will happen to the kids? How can they get home? Suddenly two brothers swim up And help the guys The boat floats to the shore, Wet little children are lucky. The children went ashore And quickly went home. "From rest and sigh" From rest and sigh Cheerful moth On the edge of the thistle Thoughtfully lay down. His girlfriend flies From a rainbow and glitter Two silk circles From lace cutting. "It pours on the ground in the morning" It pours on the ground in the morning, The heat pours on the ground, Both today and yesterday. | “A flower in the garden” A flower has blossomed in the garden. Who is the flower waiting for there? Bug, bug, bug Swinging, our flower sways in the wind Swinging, and our bug sways in the flower And our bug flew away. A flower has blossomed in the garden. Who is the flower waiting for there? Moth, moth, moth Swinging, our flower is swaying in the wind Swinging, and our flower is swaying Moth The moth swayed and flew away A flower has blossomed in the garden Who is the flower waiting for there? Bumblebee, bumblebee, bumblebee Swings, our flower sways in the wind Swings, and our bumblebee sways in the flower Will the flower be lonely? Oh no! A ray of sunshine will come to him And a ray of sunshine will go away And our flower will fall asleep. "Spring" What a miracle - a fontanel. Water flows from the earth. Be sure to passers-by Ringing brook will attract. There are countless fairy trails. But there is news from here. If there is living water, Then, of course, it is here. "Steps" Steps run down From the porch to the road, The road will take you to the fields, And in the field there is a path, The path is a trick, Now to the right, then to the left Will wiggle underfoot. And it will end in a forest, And the forest will end in clouds. |
| "Echo" Echo - echo, what fun! It means a forest path. Walks, wanders with us echo Invisible day - day. "Bell!" Bell! Bell! In the meadow from all sides, Light-light, thin-thin, As if I hear the ringing of a bell! Bell! Is it really you, So ringing and trembling so Where are the grasses and flowers? "Bumblebee" Bumblebee, snooping, rustling in sage, Bumblebee started a terrible noise. "The bird sings" The bird sings Close, close somewhere. So, the Golden Summer is coming. “Five merry drops” Five merry drops Knock on the ground, Five merry drops say to the Earth: Drip-drip, so-so, Knock-knock, tick-tick, type-type, Ay, yes, manual rain, Ay, yes, mushroom rain. "Account" Rain, rain, drip, drip, Droplets all drip, The first on the edge of the window, And the second on me, The third right on the shoe, And the fourth in the fist, And from the fifth - a wet nose, The sixth rolls from the hair, From the seventh my feet got wet, And the eighth is on the threshold, I’ll dodge the ninth, I’ll hide from the tenth, However, rain, you can drip, I won’t melt, I’m not sugar. | "Dandelion" The sun dropped a golden ray. The first young dandelion grew. It has a wonderful golden color. He is a big sun - A small portrait. "Dandelion" Golden dandelion Was beautiful, young, Was not afraid of anyone, Even the wind itself. The golden dandelion Has aged and turned gray, And as soon as it turned gray, It flew away with the wind. 3. Alexandrova"Ant" For a long time the ant Lived in the wilderness of the forest, And carried blades of grass In his anthill, Ran, fussed, Did hundreds of things ... In order not to stumble, he looked under his feet. But somehow it happened He got out on a stack, And froze in place: Oh, how wide the world is! "About the ant" Do not offend the ant, it is easy to offend him. He is very small, he is very small, He is small in stature. "Frog" Here is a frog along the path Jumping, stretching out his legs. Kwa-kva-kva, kva-kva-kva, Leaps with outstretched legs. The flies in the field know that With their tongue they are enough. Kwa-kva-kva, kva-kva-kva, Enough with his tongue. Here from a puddle to a hummock Yes, for a fly jump, Kva-kva-kva, kva-kva-kva, Yes, for a fly jump. |
"On the boat"
Moving around in circles.
Oh, the water glitters in the river, Circular movements of the palms from the bottom up (as if in water).
Green shores, Horizontal movements of the palms to the sides.
The sun shines all around Hands up, rounding.
We are sailing on a boat. Hand movements - "oars".
"Moth flew"
Movement around each other.
The moth flew We fly, we wave our wings.
The moth fluttered
Sat down to rest We sat down, “inhale” the aroma, palms at the nose.
To a fragrant flower.
The moth flew We fly, easily and gently.
The moth fluttered
Get drunk crouched Sit down, collection gesture, palms
On a dewy meadow. at the mouth - "drink"
The moth flew We fly again.
The moth fluttered
sat down to take a nap
On a cool stump! Sit down, palm under the cheek
"By the sun"
2. Voiced birds chirp, 3. And I love and have fun
Moths flutter, Look around.
Dandelions turn yellow, blue and white
Blue cornflowers. I am happy with flowers.
4. And from a distant forest,
Where do I go
Welcomes:
Coo-coo, coo-coo, coo-coo.
"Cuckoo"
I don’t cry from adversity 3. When it’s loud everywhere
And, sitting on a bitch, "Ay!"
I'm counting down the years: I'm from my thin branch
"Coo-coo, coo-coo!" In response, I sing: "Ku-ku, ku-ku!"
Chorus. Chorus.
4. Nests do not twist loudly,
I'm sitting in someone else's corner.
At the bird noise grumpy
I will only answer: "Ku-ku!"
"And I'm in the meadow"
1. And I'm in the meadow, We go in a round dance.
I walked in the meadow.
2. I am with a mosquito, Let's go in pairs
Danced with a mosquito. spinning
3. I have a mosquito leg, stepping on partner's foot
The mosquito crushed its leg. spinning around again.
"Fungus"
"How did our girlfriends go"
2. They didn’t pick berries, 3. That their beloved girlfriend
I sow, I sow, I sow, I sow, I sow, I sow, I sow, I sow,
And lost a friend. Katerinushka.
4. You are ay, ay, Katyusha,
Our sweet friend.
I sow, I wind, I wind, I wind,
Our sweet friend
"First Drop of Summer"
A cloud floated above the earth, Hands up, slow motion
The rain was carefully carried. palms horizontally up.
The wind blew past We swing our hands above
And he pushed the cloud to the side. Fist movements “into a cloud.
The cloud suddenly dropped Slow alternate
drop hand movements from top to bottom.
To a wide meadow. Wide hand movements near the floor.
There is lightning and thunder A sharp movement of the hands up and clap,
Searched all around. movement around you.
Strong wind left and right Sweeping hand movements at the top.
Bent thick grasses in the meadows, bending left and right,
He couldn't find a drop we squat, looking for a drop, raking the "grass".
A flower drank a drop in an instant. The movement of the "collection" with the palms from below
to the lips
N. Yurkova
"Month"
Month, month, my friend, We pull our hands up.
Gilded horn!
You rise in deep darkness Hands move from the bottom (from the squat) up,
round-faced, light-eyed, rounding and swaying.
And, loving your custom, Hands move from bottom to top again
The stars are watching you! interbreed index fingers,
L. Pushkin
"Waves"
The movement of the "wave" in a circle:
The waves rise so high Hands up (on tiptoe)
What seems like seas and whales round them and throw them forward and down.
They rush to the shore. from the depth And again from the depths, from the squat,
Towards them, like giant elephants, up on tiptoe, repeating the movements of the wave.
Granite rocks for the long fight Moving in a circle, we pull our hands up,
Forward put stubborn foreheads. expose foreheads.
I. Yurkova
"Bees"
2. They fly above We wave krytyshshmi-fingers, we fly.
fall to the flowers, sat down,
Honey is collected gathering motions.
They are dragged into the deck. They flew in a circle.
Zh-zh-zh-zh!
"Ladybug"
ladybug, We hold an open hand.
Will there be rain or sunshine?
If there is sun, then fly! Right hand up.
If it rains, then sit down! Right hand on knee
"White Sheep"
white sheep We sit in pairs opposite each other, right
They beat the drums. the foot of one is pressed against the right foot
Beaten indiscriminately another. Holding on with your right hands
They broke their foreheads. big movements with the body
forward- back. (Then hands change
and legs.
"Rain »
Rain, rain, don't rain. Alternate movement
Rain, rain, wait. horizontal palms
Let me get home down along the sides of the body.
Grandfather to the gray.
Woodpecker sits on an oak tree pinch
And it hollows in the oak. right hand
The woodpecker was chiseling the tree palm of the left.
Grandfather woke up with a knock.
White hare, where did you run
Fuck you, - Pafnuty Gubin shook his head sadly.
Winter, consider, has just begun, and there were just nothing to hares through the forest-dales, and even those skinny, quick-witted ones, like your locusts. He took the animal out of the noose and threw it into the sack. He groaned, re-locking the snares, then straightened up and ran on. Frost grabbed his cheeks. From a distance, from the road, the chime of an arched bell rang. Toshi, master, thought Pafnuty with annoyance. Not good, oh not good...
* * *
Pushkin pressed his hot forehead against the icy glass. Under the runners of the wagon, stale snow, killed to ice, squealed, the wagon was thrown to the sides - the horses ran briskly. There was despair in my chest. Never before had he felt so languid and so hopelessly sad. Shout now to Ivan: hey, turn! - where is it...
In the weak light of the chilly moon, the quiet ghost of a peasant in a sheepskin coat and a hare hat floated by. Tomorrow, thought Pushkin. Tomorrow, with a rifle, with Rip and Ride, on skis, crisp crust, crisp air, and after ... Give the harvested hares to the household, let them rejoice and thank you.
He leaned back from the glass and thought quietly. Then he introduced Ryleyev's eyes. And Kuhli. They won't say anything bad, but how they will look at him...
Like a rabbit.
Pushkin straightened the cavity, sat down more comfortably, wiped the glass that had managed to twitch with a pattern. Great things lay ahead.
* * *
Two buckshot stuck in his thigh a little above the knee, he limped until the end of his life, and when, already completely powerless, his elder grandchildren carried him out in a stretcher to the ocean, Pushkin listened in silence for a long time to the roar of huge waves, peered into the purple-green clouds near the western horizon and whispered something a little audibly.
* * *
- ... and then grandfather got up. He could not stand on his own, he was held by the arms. And he began to speak. At first, the king didn’t want to listen, but can you stop grandfather! Yes, and the king loved him, only he was very perplexed and kept repeating: “Sasha, Sasha, how could you?” And then he generally cried and said: “I have land beyond Siberia, across the sea, go there and do whatever you like, even according to Rousseau, even according to Diderot, just send reports and pay taxes.” And they put ours on ships ...
* * *
Right, point right! - shouted so that even through the cannonade it was widely carried, a barefoot artillery lieutenant. - There she is, behind the sycamore! Where are you looking!
He pushed the gunner away and, grabbing the gun by the trunk, turned it around in one motion.
The gun fired; the bomb exploded a black fountain of earth and smoke.
I don't like porridge! - the lieutenant laughed. - Look, they ran, damn Yankees ...
Who is that? Nakhimov asked Major Panin.
Count Tolstoy, Your Excellency. Fight - bravely!
Why not dressed properly?
I was resting, and then a sortie ...
Tolstoy, you said? Isn't that the one that "Sketches of Fort Ross" in "Notes of the Fatherland" prints?
He is.
After the case, Pavel Vasilyevich, send him to my headquarters ...
* * *
Skobelev held the mare. Ataman Bely Bashlyk, who was riding stirrup in stirrup with him, took a long pipe out of his mouth and pointed with a forelock at the approaching horsemen.
Spanish, he said curtly.
Finally, thought Skobelev. He planned to connect with the Spaniards a week ago, but they got stuck at the crossings across the spitting river of the Rio Grande (the Dixies resisted desperately), and with the available small forces - two rifle divisions and two Cossack Indian regiments - there was no need to oppose old Lee, you will only lay people useless.
He looked at the ataman. The ataman is seventy years old - and you can’t tell by his face: what is carved from bog ash, a hooked nose and thin, motionless lips. Eyes like an eagle. And only the hair is white - the same as the feathers on the head. And as the tops of the mountains behind ...
The riders were getting closer. Now Skobelev himself saw tired, weather-beaten faces, bandages on their foreheads, dusty plumes on their hats. But the riders sat proudly and straight. They radiated confidence and victory.
Well, - Skobelev patted the mare on the neck. - Consider, Dorothea, that we are already in Kansas ...
* * *
On the occasion of the imminent, almost tomorrow, arrival of Tsarevich Nikolai Alexandrovich, the floors in the Pot-bellied Grizzly tavern were not only swept, but also waxed, and the windows were washed clean. The brothers took a table by the window, ordered buffalo shoulder soup, baked shed, lingonberry pie - and a large bottle of Golitsyn's red Californian. From the window one could see the station, the monument to Count Rezanov, the tail of the construction train. Workers in reindeer furs were sitting by the carriage, drinking something from the cauldron, scooping up mugs.
And I, brother, am getting married, - said the eldest, looking thoughtfully somewhere into the corner. - Let's close the joint, let's skip the first trains, I'll take a vacation for two months - and the company owes me six months, everything rested, where are we without you, Alexander Ilyich! - No, you're kidding, that's enough. Just don't tell your mom yet, I'll do it myself. OK? He smiled, showing his teeth strongly. - Do I look like a Yankee?
To disgust. Who is she?
You will not believe. French, from Paris. The widow of one of our stewards... yes, I think I told you?
No, the younger shook his head. - Well, tell me more. All day ahead. I also have news. I thought about leaving the service ...
What are you?
Yes, that's it. I want to taste free bread.
Is this what I'm thinking? Klondike?
The younger nodded curtly. Then he spoke, excitedly:
After all, Sasha, I thought: to serve the law means to serve the people! But no! You are hired to defend a villain, maybe even a murderer. And you know very well that he is a scoundrel, but you still defend yourself, because it is accepted, it is supposed to be! Ah! .. - he poured wine for himself, poured it for his brother, raised his glass. "And don't you dare talk me out of it!"
Yes, I'm not going to ... - the elder looked at him, tilting his head, smiling. - Oh, Volodya. I love you!..
* * *
Dad! Can you hear me? Some interference on the line! I'm calling you from Vienna! Do you remember the recent conversation about artists for the Vladivostok project - to transfer the capital? So, I seem to have found them! There's a whole colony of them! Young, crazy and brilliant! Draw the cities of the future! Tatlin is with them now - they are delighted with each other! I'll collect the sketches, I'll bring them! Especially one guy - Speer is his last name, remember! He will be just right for us, you'll see!
* * *
Chkalov! Valery Palych! Mister Colonel!
I did not expect to meet! .. What are the fates in our latitudes?
Chkalov peered and did not recognize. Then it clicked.
Sergey Isaevich!?. Can't be!
1“Start running in the morning” is a standard item in plans that are traditionally written on New Year's Eve and are not implemented too often. You imagine something like the picture below, but in the harsh reality it turns out that the flight lasts 100 meters, after 200 meters it becomes difficult, and after 500 you want to die. What follows is the logical conclusion that running is for masochists and "it's just not for me." Particularly stubborn people repeat a couple more times, but most often they also abandon this dubious occupation. We know, they swam, I also didn’t succeed on the first try.
In this post, I will share technical information that I hope will help you start running gradually, without much bullying and without injury, and in the next I will give some tips,. All of personal experience, observations, books and other sources. Tested on unexamined conditionally healthy people from young to , all test subjects survived, they run 🙂
FAQ for beginners
A small selection of questions that usually arise from those who want to start running.
What time of year is best to start?
If you plan to run outdoors, the best season to start jogging is spring or early summer. Long daylight hours, pleasant temperatures and the absence of the need to deal with natural disasters increase the chances of getting another run. In addition, holding out until the onset of a gloomy rainy autumn and a terrible winter, you will have time not only to get involved, but also get hooked on this business 🙂
Run in the morning or in the evening?
When it is convenient and optimally fits into the daily routine. It is advisable to allocate a clear time in the schedule for a run, otherwise postponements and transfers are inevitable. When running in the morning, it is important to pay more attention to the warm-up so that the body has time to wake up and cheer up before a more serious load. I love - they give a boost of energy for the whole day and a pleasant feeling of a completed task. And it is also beautiful and deserted - both in the city and in nature.
How to dress?
For starters, any sportswear in which it is comfortable. It is better that it is made of synthetics, and not of cotton, which becomes heavy when wet, sticks to the body and does not dry out. I recommend that girls immediately purchase good sports underwear - on wide straps and tightly fixing.
As for the temperature regime, this is individual and is selected empirically. The rule of thumb is to wear one layer less than usual for a run. When you go outside, it should be slightly cool, warm up while running. You don’t need to put on a bunch of tight clothes in the hope of losing weight - they don’t lose weight from this, but become dehydrated, it’s harmful for the body and has nothing to do with fat loss.
In my heat-loving version (without correction for strong winds), at temperatures above +10, I run in shorts / skirt and T-shirt / T-shirt. If it is colder, a T-shirt with a sleeve is added, then tights (legs are more frost-resistant). I put on a windbreaker when the temperature is closer to 0.
How fast to run?
One of the most common mistakes made by beginners, especially males, is trying to run too fast. Ambition turns jogging into masochism at best, masochism at worst, with unpleasant health consequences such as injury. It's like trying to start building a house from the second floor. First, there must be a foundation - an aerobic base and muscles, ligaments and joints prepared for stress. You can build it only at the expense of slow kilometers at a comfortable pace.
A comfortable pace is one at which you can speak in sentences rather than in jerky phrases. You are short of breath and your pulse is too fast - you need to run slower. It does not help - go to the step, restore breathing, then run again. Speed is not an indicator that beginners should pay attention to. It is more important to increase the time of continuous running at a pace that is comfortable for you, i.e. endurance.
How to increase the distance?
The generally accepted rule for increasing weekly mileage is to increase it by no more than 10% of the previous week. A good option- use one of ready plans, for example, c25k, which I give below. There are also good proven plans for beginners on Hal Higdon's website. Following one of these plans will allow you not to overestimate your strength and not do stupid things like “ran a half marathon after a month of training from scratch, then treated injuries for 3 months.”
Do I need to run every day?
No. If you are a beginner, then you simply will not have time to recover. In addition, it is difficult psychologically, which means that the chances of starting to skip workouts, and then completely abandon them, increase. Rest and recovery is no less important part of the process than running itself. Three times a week is enough for a beginner.
How to breathe while running?
There are a lot of theories and approaches, from “breathe only through the nose” to a given number of breaths for a certain number of steps. All this reminds me of that centipede that thought about how to move with its feet and completely entangled in them. Breathing is a natural function of the body, let it regulate it. Are you trying to control your heartbeat? It is enough to try to breathe deeply and evenly.
What is warm-up, cool-down and stretch?
A warm-up is done before a run, its task is to raise the pulse and warm up the muscles, preparing them for stress. Usually includes light jogging or brisk walking and exercises that are well known to us from physical education lessons - all kinds of turns, tilts, swings, circular motions limbs.
The hitch is done after the main part of the run. An abrupt stop is harmful to both the heart and muscles, so at the end you need to lightly jog or walk in steps of 5-10 minutes.
Stretching is done after a run, its task is to speed up recovery and avoid muscle clogging.
Video with a warm-up option -, stretching -.
More about good habits For .
How to eat before and after a run?
Don't eat right before a run. For half an hour or an hour, you can have a snack with something light and carbohydrate, for example, a banana or toast with peanut butter. For 2-3 hours - complex carbohydrates, for example, porridge. It is undesirable to eat protein, fatty and heavy foods a few hours before a run.
Don't forget to drink water after your workout, and if it's hot, it doesn't hurt to take it with you as well.
After a run, you should not eat everything that is not nailed down, under the motto "compensate for the calories spent." The bad news: under stress entry level calorie consumption is very modest, unlike appetite. Example: 30 minutes of running at a speed of 9 km / h with a runner weighing 60 kg is only 270 kcal, well, a very modest piece of cake.
More useful:
- Jack Daniels "From 800 meters to marathon"
- Jack Daniels "800m to Marathon: Edition 3"
- Pete Fitzinger "Road Running for Serious Runners"
- Arthur Lydiard, Gilmort Garth "Running with Lydiard. Affordable Health Running Techniques from a Great Trainer of the 20th Century"
- Mat Fitzgerald "Running the 80/20 Rule. Train Slower to Compete Faster"
- Matt Fitzgerald "The Diet of Champions. The Five Nutrition Principles of Top Athletes"
About running technique
- Gordon Peary "Run fast and without injury"
- Danny Abshire, Brian Metzler "Running Naturally. The Easy Way to Run Without Injury"
Motivation
- Haruki Murakami "What do I talk about when I talk about running"
- Scott Jurek "Eat Right, Run Fast"
- Christopher McDougal "Born to Run"
Rhymes
One two three four five. The bunny went out for a walk. Suddenly the hunter runs out, shoots directly at the bunny. But the hunter did not hit, the Gray Bunny ran away. - White hare, Where did you run? - Into the oak forest. - What did you do there? - Lyki fought. - Where did you put it? - Under the deck. - Who stole it? - Rodion. - Get out. Our Masha got up early, counted all the dolls: Two Arinka - On a feather bed, Two Matryoshkas - On the window, Two Feklushkas - On the pillow, And Parsley In a cap - On a green chest. (E. Blaginina) In a wide circle, I see, All my friends stood up. I'm for you, my friends, I'm making pies, I need to bake them quickly, You'll go and fire up the oven! (I. Demyanov) We planted a garden in the spring, And Semyon lay by the ridges. Here we are eating apples But we won’t give Semyon: We don’t need lazy people here! Come out, Semyon, from the garden! (I. Demyanov) Among the white doves A nimble sparrow jumps, A sparrow is a birdie, A gray shirt, Respond, sparrow, Fly out, don't be shy! White poodle, Ludin's poodle Nes on a platter Sweet poodle White poodle, Ludin's dog Whole pudding Lude carried. White poodle, Ludin's poodle Sneak peek at Sweet Pudding! White poodle, Faithful dog, Why didn't you tell the pudding? (L. Mezinov) A goat walked along the bridge And wagged its tail. Hooked on the railing, Right into the river hit. Who does not believe - it's him, Get out of the circle! Waves are worried: - How can we be without a tub? All mushrooms in tubs! Forgot about the waves! Look for waves - you! Very tasty mushrooms! (Yu. Kapotov) Vanya is standing behind the glass mountains with pies. Hello, Vanechka-friend, How much does a pie cost? A pie costs three, And you will drive!
