My father and I have the same names: he is Sergei and I am Sergei.

If not for this, probably, everything I want to talk about would not have happened. And I would not be in a hurry to the airfield now to return a ticket for a regular plane. And I would not refuse a trip that I dreamed about all winter ...

It started three and a half years ago, when I was still a boy and was in the sixth grade.

“With your behavior, you overturn all the laws of heredity,” the zoology teacher, our class teacher, often told me. “It is simply impossible to imagine that you are the son of your parents!” In addition, he made the actions of his students directly dependent on the family conditions in which we lived and grew up. Some were from disadvantaged families, others were from wealthy families. But I was the only one from an exemplary family! The zoologist said:

“You are a boy from an exemplary family! How can you prompt in the lesson?

Maybe it was zoology that taught him to remember all the time who belongs to which family?

I prompted my friend Anton. The guys called him Anton-Baton because he was full, rich, rosy-cheeked. When he was embarrassed, his entire large spherical head turned pink and even - it seemed that the roots of whitish hair were highlighted from somewhere inside with a pink color.

Anton was monstrously neat and conscientious, but, going out to answer, he died of embarrassment. Plus, he stuttered.

The guys dreamed that Anton would be called to the board more often: it took him at least half a lesson. I fidgeted, moved my lips, made conventional signs, trying to remind my friend of what he knew much better than me. This annoyed the teachers, and they eventually put us both on the "emergency" desk, which was the first in the middle row - in front of the teacher's table.

Only those students who, according to the zoologist, “disturbed the team,” were put on this desk.

Our class teacher did not puzzle over the cause of Anton's failures. Here everything was clear to him: Anton came from a dysfunctional family - his parents divorced a very long time ago, and he had never seen his father in his life. Our zoologist was firmly convinced that if Anton's parents had not divorced, my school friend would not have been embarrassed in vain, would not have toiled at the blackboard and, perhaps, would not even stutter.

It was much more difficult with me: I violated the laws of heredity. My parents attended all parent-teacher conferences, and I wrote with spelling errors. They always signed in the diary on time, and I ran away from the last lessons.

They led a sports club at school, and I prompted my friend Anton.

All fathers and mothers in our school were almost never called by their first name and patronymic, but they said this: “Barabanov’s parents”, “Sidorova’s parents” ... My father and mother were evaluated, as it were, on their own, regardless of my actions and deeds who could sometimes cast a shadow on their reputation as social activists, senior comrades and, as our zoologist said, "true friends of the school team."

This happened not only at school, but also in our house. "A happy family!" - they talked about my father and mother, not blaming them for the fact that the day before I tried to get into the window of the third floor with a jet from a fire hose. Although other parents would not be forgiven for this. “Exemplary family!..” – the neighbors said with a sigh and invariable reproach to someone, especially often women, seeing how mother and father in the morning in any weather make a jog around the yard, as they are always together, hand in hand go to work and return home together.

It is said that people who live together for a long time become like each other. My parents were similar.

This was especially noticeable in the color photograph that hung over our sofa. Father and mother, both tanned, white-toothed, both in cornflower-blue tracksuits, stared ahead, probably at the person who photographed them. One would think that they were filmed by Charlie Chaplin - they laughed so uncontrollably. Sometimes it even seemed to me that this was a sounding photograph, that I heard their cheerful voices. But Charlie Chaplin had nothing to do with it - my parents were just very conscientious people: if Sunday was announced, they came to the yard the very first and left the very last; if a song was started at a demonstration on the day of a holiday, they did not move their lips silently, as some do, but sang the whole song loudly and distinctly from the first to the last verse; well, if the photographer asked them to smile, just smile, they laughed as if they were watching a comedy.

Yes, they did everything in life as if with overfulfillment.

And this did not irritate anyone, because everything turned out naturally for them, as if it could not be otherwise.

I felt like the happiest person in the world!

It seemed to me that I had the right to misconduct and mistakes, because my father and mother did as much right and conscientious as could be planned for five or even as many as ten families. I felt light and careless in my soul ... And no matter what troubles happened, I quickly calmed down - any trouble seemed like nonsense compared to the main thing: I have the best parents in the world! Or at least the best in our house and in our school! ..

They can never part, as happened with Anton's parents ... No wonder even strangers do not imagine them separately, but only side by side, together and call them by a common name - the Emelyanovs: “The Emelyanovs think so! The Emelyanovs say so! The Emelyanovs went on a business trip…”

Mom and dad went on business trips very often: together they designed factories that were built somewhere very far from our city, in places called "mailboxes".

I stayed with my grandmother.

My parents were like each other, and I was like my grandmother - my mother's mother. And not only externally.

Of course, my grandmother was happy for her daughter, she was proud of her husband, that is, my father, but, like me, she overturned the laws of heredity every now and then.

Mom and dad tried to harden us, to get rid of colds and infections forever (they themselves never even had the flu), but my grandmother and I resisted. We didn't want to bathe in ice-cold water, get up even earlier on Sundays than on weekdays to go skiing or go hiking.

Every now and then my parents accused us both of being unclear: we breathed indistinctly during gymnastics, indistinctly reported who called mom and father on the phone and what was transmitted in the latest news, indistinctly followed the daily routine.

After seeing my mother and father on another business trip, my grandmother and I immediately, like conspirators, gathered for an emergency council. Short, dry, with short hair, the grandmother looked like a cunning, mischievous boy. And this boy, as they said, looked a lot like me.

- Well, how much money do we save for movies? Grandma asked.

- More! I said.

And Grandma saved more because she loved going to the movies as much as I did. Immediately we made another important decision: not to cook lunches and dinners, but to go to the dining room, which was in our house, on the ground floor. I really liked to have lunch and dinner in the dining room. There, my grandmother and I also quite found a common language.

- Well, we don’t take the first and second? Grandma would sometimes say.

In the canteen we often dispensed with soup and even without a second one, but invariably took herring and two portions of jelly in metal molds. It was delicious for us, and we saved money on cinema! ..

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Seryozha is a cheerful boy and the protagonist of Anatoly Aleksin's story: "In the meantime, somewhere." The work tells about the life of his family, in which the father and son have the same name - Sergey. Once, when the boy was alone at home, he found a sealed letter on his father's desk, thinking that this letter was addressed to him, he read it.

The letter was written by a lonely woman who saved the boy's father in the war, she asked for help from him, since there was no one else to turn to. Her adopted son leaves home, because he found his biological parents and went to live with them. Since Serezha's parents were on a long business trip, he continued to communicate by correspondence with the woman. With his kind heart, he tried to comfort and cheer her up. After a long correspondence, Serezha went to visit a stranger. He learns that Nina Georgievna is his father's first wife, but he left her and went to his mother. The woman says that her son wants to leave home, she was afraid to be alone and useless. Serezha became friends with Nina Georgievna and replaced all the men who betrayed this woman.

When the parents returned from a business trip, they brought a gift to their son. It was a trip to the sea, which he had dreamed of since childhood. But at the same time, he received a letter from a woman, it turned out that she gave up her vacation in order to spend time with him. Serezha faced a difficult choice: go on vacation, which he had long dreamed of, or meet a lonely woman and brighten up her miserable life. The boy felt sorry for her, and he decided not to upset the woman, and refused a ticket to the sea.

Soon the boy's parents were transferred to work in another city, but every year in the summer Seryozha comes to Nina Georgievna, she became a real grandmother for him, whom he loved with all his heart, just like she did him.

This is a work of nobility. It teaches that one should always understand the pain of others and help not only with a kind word, but also with a good deed.

Picture or drawing Meanwhile, somewhere

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My father and I have the same names: he is Sergei and I am Sergei.

If not for this, probably, everything I want to talk about would not have happened. And I would not be in a hurry to the airfield now to return a ticket for a regular plane. And I would not refuse a trip that I dreamed about all winter ...

It started three and a half years ago, when I was still a boy and was in the sixth grade.

“With your behavior, you overturn all the laws of heredity,” the zoology teacher, our class teacher, often told me. “It is simply impossible to imagine that you are the son of your parents!” In addition, he made the actions of his students directly dependent on the family conditions in which we lived and grew up. Some were from disadvantaged families, others were from wealthy families. But I was the only one from an exemplary family! The zoologist said:

“You are a boy from an exemplary family! How can you prompt in the lesson?

Maybe it was zoology that taught him to remember all the time who belongs to which family?

I prompted my friend Anton. The guys called him Anton-Baton because he was full, rich, rosy-cheeked. When he was embarrassed, his entire large spherical head turned pink and even - it seemed that the roots of whitish hair were highlighted from somewhere inside with a pink color.

Anton was monstrously neat and conscientious, but, going out to answer, he died of embarrassment. Plus, he stuttered.

The guys dreamed that Anton would be called to the board more often: it took him at least half a lesson. I fidgeted, moved my lips, made conventional signs, trying to remind my friend of what he knew much better than me. This annoyed the teachers, and they eventually put us both on the "emergency" desk, which was the first in the middle row - in front of the teacher's table.

Only those students who, according to the zoologist, “disturbed the team,” were put on this desk.

Our class teacher did not puzzle over the cause of Anton's failures. Here everything was clear to him: Anton came from a dysfunctional family - his parents divorced a very long time ago, and he had never seen his father in his life. Our zoologist was firmly convinced that if Anton's parents had not divorced, my school friend would not have been embarrassed in vain, would not have toiled at the blackboard and, perhaps, would not even stutter.

It was much more difficult with me: I violated the laws of heredity. My parents attended all parent-teacher conferences, and I wrote with spelling errors. They always signed in the diary on time, and I ran away from the last lessons.

They led a sports club at school, and I prompted my friend Anton.

All fathers and mothers in our school were almost never called by their first name and patronymic, but they said this: “Barabanov’s parents”, “Sidorova’s parents” ... My father and mother were evaluated, as it were, on their own, regardless of my actions and deeds who could sometimes cast a shadow on their reputation as social activists, senior comrades and, as our zoologist said, "true friends of the school team."

This happened not only at school, but also in our house. "A happy family!" - they talked about my father and mother, not blaming them for the fact that the day before I tried to get into the window of the third floor with a jet from a fire hose. Although other parents would not be forgiven for this. “Exemplary family!..” – the neighbors said with a sigh and invariable reproach to someone, especially often women, seeing how mother and father in the morning in any weather make a jog around the yard, as they are always together, hand in hand go to work and return home together.

It is said that people who live together for a long time become like each other. My parents were similar.

This was especially noticeable in the color photograph that hung over our sofa. Father and mother, both tanned, white-toothed, both in cornflower-blue tracksuits, stared ahead, probably at the person who photographed them. One would think that they were filmed by Charlie Chaplin - they laughed so uncontrollably. Sometimes it even seemed to me that this was a sounding photograph, that I heard their cheerful voices. But Charlie Chaplin had nothing to do with it - my parents were just very conscientious people: if Sunday was announced, they came to the yard the very first and left the very last; if a song was started at a demonstration on the day of a holiday, they did not move their lips silently, as some do, but sang the whole song loudly and distinctly from the first to the last verse; well, if the photographer asked them to smile, just smile, they laughed as if they were watching a comedy.

Yes, they did everything in life as if with overfulfillment.

And this did not irritate anyone, because everything turned out naturally for them, as if it could not be otherwise.

I felt like the happiest person in the world!

It seemed to me that I had the right to misconduct and mistakes, because my father and mother did as much right and conscientious as could be planned for five or even as many as ten families. I felt light and careless in my soul ... And no matter what troubles happened, I quickly calmed down - any trouble seemed like nonsense compared to the main thing: I have the best parents in the world! Or at least the best in our house and in our school! ..

They can never part, as happened with Anton's parents ... No wonder even strangers do not imagine them separately, but only side by side, together and call them by a common name - the Emelyanovs: “The Emelyanovs think so! The Emelyanovs say so! The Emelyanovs went on a business trip…”

Mom and dad went on business trips very often: together they designed factories that were built somewhere very far from our city, in places called "mailboxes".

I stayed with my grandmother.

My parents were like each other, and I was like my grandmother - my mother's mother. And not only externally.

Of course, my grandmother was happy for her daughter, she was proud of her husband, that is, my father, but, like me, she overturned the laws of heredity every now and then.

Mom and dad tried to harden us, to get rid of colds and infections forever (they themselves never even had the flu), but my grandmother and I resisted. We didn't want to bathe in ice-cold water, get up even earlier on Sundays than on weekdays to go skiing or go hiking.

Every now and then my parents accused us both of being unclear: we breathed indistinctly during gymnastics, indistinctly reported who called mom and father on the phone and what was transmitted in the latest news, indistinctly followed the daily routine.

After seeing my mother and father on another business trip, my grandmother and I immediately, like conspirators, gathered for an emergency council. Short, dry, with short hair, the grandmother looked like a cunning, mischievous boy. And this boy, as they said, looked a lot like me.

- Well, how much money do we save for movies? Grandma asked.

- More! I said.

And Grandma saved more because she loved going to the movies as much as I did. Immediately we made another important decision: not to cook lunches and dinners, but to go to the dining room, which was in our house, on the ground floor. I really liked to have lunch and dinner in the dining room. There, my grandmother and I also quite found a common language.

- Well, we don’t take the first and second? Grandma would sometimes say.

In the canteen we often dispensed with soup and even without a second one, but invariably took herring and two portions of jelly in metal molds. It was delicious for us, and we saved money on cinema! ..

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Permeated with youthful romance, sometimes a little sentimental, but always reliable thanks to recognizable situations and the realism of the characters, these works won Aleksin the love of young readers and the recognition of professional critics.

Writer and playwright Anatoly Georgievich Aleksin (real name - Goberman) was born on August 3, 1924 in Moscow. His father, Georgy Platonovich Goberman, a party worker, a former participant in the Civil War, was repressed in 1937. Even before the war, during his school years, he began to publish in the Pioneer magazine and the Pionerskaya Pravda newspaper, where his early poems were published.

During the Great Patriotic War, in the evacuation he worked at a construction site, was the editor of a small-circulation factory newspaper. The first prose works of Aleksin - essays, stories and journalism began to appear in print in the mid-forties. After the war, he entered the Moscow Institute of Oriental Studies, graduating in 1950. In the same year, the first collection of his stories, Thirty-One Days, was published.

Contents of the audiobook "Mad Evdokia and other works":

- "Third in the fifth row"
- "Mad Evdokia"
“In the meantime, somewhere…”
- "Alik Detkin's Tale"
- Characters and performers
— “My brother plays the clarinet”
— "Late Child"
- "The day before yesterday and the day after tomorrow"
- "Call and come! .."
- "Property division"
- "In the rear as in the rear ..."
- "Heart failure"
- "In the Land of Eternal Vacation"
- "Sasha and Shura"
- stories.

Playing time: 12:55:00
Publisher: You can't buy anywhere
Audiobook by Anatoly Aleksin “Anatoly Aleksin. Crazy Evdokia and other works ”sounds performed by: Svetlana Repina

18
Apr
2011

Mad Evdokia (Anatoly Aleksin)

Format: Audiobook, MP3, 128 kbps, 44 kHz
Anatoly Aleksin
Release year: 2011
Genre: Children's literature
Publisher: You can't buy anywhere
Artist: Svetlana Repina
Duration: 12:55:00

Description: Writer and playwright Anatoly Georgievich Aleksin (real name - Goberman) was born on August 3, 1924 in Moscow. His father, Georgy Platonovich Goberman, a party worker, a former participant in the Civil War, was repressed in 1937. Even before the war, during his school years, he began to publish in the Pioneer magazine and the Pionerskaya Pravda newspaper, where his early poems were published. During the Great Patriotic War, in the evacuation he worked at a construction site, was the editor of a small-circulation factory newspaper. The first prose works of Aleksin - essays, stories and journalism began to appear in print in the mid-forties. After the war, he entered the Moscow Institute of Oriental Studies, graduating in 1950. In the same year, the first collection of his stories "Thirty One Days" was published.

Numerous stories by Aleksin, such as "The Unusual Adventures of Seva Kotlov" (1958), "The Seventh Floor Speaks" (1959), "Kolya writes to Olya, Olya writes to Kolya" (1965), "Late Child" (1968), "My brother plays on the clarinet" (1968), "A Very Scary Story" (1969), "Call and come!" (1970), "In the Country of Eternal Vacation" (1970), "Return Address" (1971), "Ten Graders" (1974), "Third in the Fifth Row" (1975), "Crazy Evdokia" (1976), "Let's go to cinema "(1977)," Heart failure "(1979), addressed primarily to adolescents, brought him fame as one of the best authors of literature for youth. Permeated with youthful romance, sometimes a little sentimental, but always reliable thanks to recognizable situations and the realism of the characters, these works won Aleksin the love of young readers and the recognition of professional critics.

Content :

- "Third in the fifth row"

"In the meantime, somewhere..."
- "Alik Detkin's Tale"
- "Characters and performers"
- "My brother plays the clarinet"
- "Late Baby"
- "The day before yesterday and the day after tomorrow"
- "Call and come! .."
- "Property division"
- "In the rear as in the rear..."
- "Heart failure"
- "In the Land of Eternal Vacation"
- "Sasha and Shura"
- stories.

05
Jan
2016

Evdokia (Vera Panova)

Author: Vera Panova
Release year: 1980
Genre: Drama
Publisher: Gosteleradiofond
Artist: Viktor Khokhrakov, Nina Gulyaeva, Afanasy Kochetkov, Mikhail Pogorzhelsky, Alexander Lenkov, Svetlana Bondareva, Svetlana Radchenko, Tatyana Kupriyanova
Duration: 02:41:15
Description: A worker named Evdokim and his wife Evdokia live in a small provincial town. They have no children of their own, they are raising adopted children. At first glance, their life may seem uncomplicated, mundane - but in fact it is full of strong passions, bright and important events, making...

02
Jan
2018

Mad Star (Terry Pratchett)

Format: audiobook, MP3, 128kbps
Author: Terry Pratchett
Release year: 2017
Genre: Fantasy
Publisher: ID SOYUZ
Artist: Alexander Klyukvin
Duration: 08:02:17
Description: After falling over Land's End, Rincewind and Twoflower find themselves back in the Disc's firmament, in a magical forest of talking trees, where they meet leprechauns. But they can not rest and relax. The Crimson Star is approaching the Planet, capable of completely absorbing the Disc. Only a mysterious spell can save a small piece of the universe, but it is in Rincewind's head and now he himself is in danger. Too...

26
oct
2014

The color of magic. Mad Star (Terry Pratchett)

Format: Audiobook, MP3, 128/160kbps, Joint Stereo
Author: Terry Pratchett
Release year: 2008
Genre: fantasy
Publisher: SiDiKom
Artist: Diomid Vinogradov
Duration: 09:10:30//09:02:30
Description: "The Color of Magic" is the first novel that started the epic Discworld bestseller cycle, which now has more than 20 books. Ankh-Morpork, the largest city in the flat world, has its first tourist. This event would have been nothing special, but the ruler of the city ordered Rincewind, the most cowardly and mediocre wizard on the disk, to accompany him.
So, get acquainted: Rincewind - sa ...

26
june
2012

Literary blunders. Crazy Fiction (Stephen Butler Leacock)

Format: audiobook, MP3, 96kbps
Author: Steven Butler Leacock
Release year: 2011
Genre: humor
Publisher: AST Astrel
Artist: Peter Isaikin
Duration: 10:18:44
Description: Fascinating humorous stories - and brilliant parodies of low-brow detectives, formulaic ladies' novels and primitive adventure literature. Ironic articles, poisonous critical essays - and satirical short stories. Literary anecdotes - and funny stories from the life of the inhabitants of provincial towns or representatives of the metropolitan bohemia. Such is Stephen Leacock - brilliant and extraordinarily witty! Contents 00 ...