Меня зовут Анастасия Никулина, я преподаватель иностранных языков, соавтор уникальной технологии реактивного билингвизма©, начинающий писатель-переводчик.
My name is Anastasia Nikulina. I am a teacher of foreign languages. I am interested in writing and translating stories for children.
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Once upon a time there was a family and they had a daughter called Nuta. She was beautiful, smart, but very stubborn.
One day her mother told her: “Don’t touch the kettle, Nuta, it’s boiling.”
Nuta touched the kettle with her little finger on purpose – burnt it and started to cry.
Her father told her: “Don’t lick anything when it’s frosty outside, especially iron things.”
Nuta licked on purpose a metal coin or runners of her sledge, got stuck with her tongue and started to shout. So her mother had to pour some warm water on her tongue to fix it. If to pull the tongue –it hurts.
So Nuta’s parents were thinking about how to persuade the girl and they came up with an idea.
One day Nuta wanted to go outside, but her mother told her: “Sweetheart, don’t forget to eat snowballs. So you will get ill easily. In this way you don’t have to visit your grandma. Don’t forget to lick icicles, just to be sure.”
Her father told her: “Dear Nuta, please shout in the shop as loud as possible, so everybody can hear you. They will envy us, because we have such a unique moody child.” And your mother won’t buy you any sweets.
Her parents asked Nuta: “ Sweetheart, how could you forget to bite your nails today? How can you get some living creatures in your stomach without doing this? They also need a place to live.”
Noways put the girl her fingers into the mouth.
So became Nuta an obedient daughter of her very smart parents.
Once upon a time there was a girl named Nuta. Her parents were very kind and smart, but they had really bad memory.
One day Nuta came back home after a long walk, put one of her gloves on the shelf, but left the other on the kitchen table. Her mother took the glove and put it back, on the shelf.
Nuta played dolls in the living room, ran suddenly into her bedroom to draw there, but forgot her doll on the floor. Her father lifted the doll and took it to the toy- bed.
But once something unusual happened: Nuta’s parents started to forget everything.
“Father, Nuta shouted, “Where is my doll? Why isn’t it in her bed?”
“Oh, sweetheart! I must have forgotten to put it into the right place”, father tried to justify. “Excuse me, daughter!”
Nuta started to look for her doll, but she couln’t find it anywhere. Where was it?
“Father, I can’t find it, now it’s your turn to search”.
“I can’t, I have to do some urgent work,” father answers, without looking at his daughter.
So, the doll disappeared forever…
Nuta and her mother were getting ready for a walk. They were already dressed, but just one glove was there , the other was nowhere to see.
“Mother, where did you put my glove”, Nuta asked angrily.
“I didn’t put it anywhere. I forgot to look for it yesterday, so I didn’t put it on the shelf”.
“You are so diffuse, mother! How shall I go out? Give me another pair of gloves.”
“I washed them all”, mother replied, “they are wet”.
“Should I put on just one now?” Nuta said annoyed. “My hand will become cold!”
“Keep your hand in the pocket”, mother said.
“How will I play then?”
“So, you won’t play today”.
They went for a walk just with one glove.
Next day Nuta put her gloves on the shelf and said to her mother:
“Listen, mother! You have to keep both gloves together, in order not to look for them later. You are such a scatterbrain!”
One evening Nuta was playing with her teddy in her father’s room, while he was working.
Her mother called her to watch cartoons, so Nuta ran head over heels into the living room, but suddenly she realized that she didn’t take her teddy.
“I forgot to put my teddy into the chair, I can’t find anything after you. The doll disappeared. You are such a scatterbrain!” told Nuta to his father.
In this way Nuta taught her parents to be accurate, and their memory improved.
How Nuta recovered
Once upon a time there was a girl named Nuta. She had very nice and smart parents, but they worried a lot.
“Nuta, you shouldn’t eat biscuits outside, you have dirty hands. You know, there are so many bacteria around you. Moreover, it’s a bad manner to eat outside.” her mother said.
“Nuta, please, put on your gloves, your hands will be cold. And don’t forget to take your scarf. You may get ill while walking from our house to the car.” father told Nuta.
“Go away from this boy”, her parents said together, “ he is sneezing, you may get ill.”
Finally, Nuta became ill. Parents called the doctor and started to cure their daughter: with mustard plaster, pills and gargle. But Nuta didn’t recover. Her parents had to go to work, but they could’t leave Nuta on her own. So they had to call grandmother.
After arriving to the house, Nuta’s grandmother looked at the parents and said:
“I don’t know what you think, but I’ll take Nuta to my place. The situation is getting out of control, you are making her worse.”
Just because she was older than the others, everybody obeyed. Nuta and her grandmother got on the train, and her parents went to work.
In a week father and mother came to visit sick Nuta. They went into the house, but Nuta wasn’t inside. They got fear. Where was she? Maybe she was at hospital , and nobody told them?
They went outside and saw grandmother working in the garden and watering plants. And next to her was Nuta, jumping in puddles, barefoot,and singing a nice song:
“The sun helps me to grow,
The rain makes me grow”.
Nuta’s face was dirty, but she looked so happy and healthy. With her dirty hands she was holding a cake and in some pauses in her singing she was chewing it with a great appetite.
So Nuta recovered, and her parents stopped worrying.