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Suddenly our door swung open, and Alenka shouted from the corridor:
— There’s a spring market in the big store!
She screamed terribly loudly, and her eyes were round, like buttons, and desperate. At first I thought someone had been stabbed. And she took a breath again and come on:
- Let's run, Deniska! Quicker! There's fizzy kvass there! Music plays, and different dolls! Let's run!
Screams as if there was a fire. And this also made me somehow nervous, and I felt a tickle in the pit of my stomach, and I hurried and ran out of the room.
Alenka and I held hands and ran like crazy to a large store. There was a whole crowd of people there and in the very middle stood a man and a woman made of something shiny, huge, reaching up to the ceiling, and although they were not real, they batted their eyes and moved their lower lips, as if they were talking. The man shouted:
- Spring market! Spring market!
And the woman:
- Welcome! Welcome!
We looked at them for a long time, and then Alenka said:
- How do they scream? After all, they are not real!
“It’s just not clear,” I said.
Then Alenka said:
- I know. They're not the ones screaming! It’s in the middle of them that live artists sit and shout to themselves all day long. And they themselves pull the string, and this causes the dolls’ lips to move.
I burst out laughing:
- It’s clear that you are still small. The artists will sit in your dolls' bellies all day long. Can you imagine? If you hunker down all day, you'll probably get tired! Do you need to eat or drink? And other things, you never know... Oh, darkness! This radio is screaming at them.
Alenka said:
- Well, don’t wonder!
And we moved on. There were a lot of people everywhere, everyone was dressed up and cheerful, and music was playing, and one guy was playing the lottery and shouting:
Come here quickly
Here are the tickets for the clothing lottery!
It doesn't take long for everyone to win
A Volga passenger car!
And some rashly
Moskvich wins!
And we also laughed next to him, how he shouted out smartly, and Alenka said:
- Still, when something alive screams, it’s more interesting than the radio.
And we ran for a long time in the crowd between the adults and had a lot of fun, and some military guy grabbed Alenka under the arms, and his comrade pressed a button in the wall, and cologne suddenly splashed out from there, and when they put Alenka on the floor, she smelled like candy all over, and uncle said:
- What a beauty, I have no strength!
But Alenka ran away from them, and I followed her, and we finally found ourselves near the kvass. I had money for breakfast, and so Alenka and I drank two large mugs each, and Alenka’s stomach immediately became like a football, and I kept getting a headache and stabbing needles in my nose. Great, straight first grade, and when we ran again, I heard the kvass gurgling inside me. And we wanted to go home and ran out into the street. It was even more fun there, and there was a woman standing right at the entrance selling balloons.
Alenka, as soon as she saw this woman, stopped dead in her tracks. She said:
- Oh! I want a ball!
And I said:
- That would be good, but there is no money.
And Alenka:
- I have one piece of money.
- Show me.
She took it out of her pocket.
I said:

- Wow! Ten kopecks. Auntie, give her the ball!
The saleswoman smiled:
- Which one do you want? Red, blue, light blue?
Alenka took the red one. And off we went. And suddenly Alenka says:
- Do you want to wear it?
And she handed me a thread. I took. And as soon as I took it, I heard that the ball was very, very thinly pulled by a thread! He probably wanted to fly away. Then I let go of the string a little and again heard him persistently stretching from his hands, as if he was really asking to fly away. And I suddenly felt somehow sorry for him, that he could fly, and I was holding him on a leash, and I took him and released him. And at first the ball didn’t even fly away from me, as if it didn’t believe me, but then I felt that it was real, and immediately rushed and soared above the lantern.

Alenka grabbed her head:
- Oh, why, hold it!..
And she began to jump up and down, as if she could jump to the ball, but she saw that she couldn’t, and began to cry:
- Why did you miss him?..
But I didn’t answer her. I looked up at the ball. He flew upward smoothly and calmly, as if this is what he had wanted all his life.
And I stood with my head raised and looked, and so did Alenka, and many adults stopped and also turned their heads back to watch the ball fly, but it kept flying and getting smaller.
So he flew over the top floor of a huge house, and someone leaned out of the window and waved after him, and he was even higher and a little to the side, above the antennas and pigeons, and became very small... Something was ringing in my ears when he flew , and he has almost disappeared. He flew behind a cloud, it was fluffy and small, like a rabbit, then he emerged again, disappeared and completely disappeared from sight, and now, probably, he was near the Moon, and we all looked up, and in my eyes: some caudate dots and patterns. And the ball was no longer anywhere. And then Alenka sighed barely audibly, and everyone went about their business.
And we also went, and were silent, and all the way I thought how beautiful it is when spring is outside, and everyone is dressed up and cheerful, and cars are going here and there, and a policeman in white gloves is flying away into the clear, blue, blue sky from us is a red ball. And I also thought what a pity it was that I couldn’t tell Alenka all this. I can’t do it in words, and even if I could, Alenka wouldn’t understand it anyway, she’s small. Here she is walking next to me, and all so quiet, and the tears have not yet completely dried on her cheeks. She probably feels sorry for her ball.
And Alenka and I walked like this all the way to the house and were silent, and near our gate, when we began to say goodbye, Alenka said:
- If I had money, I would buy another ball... so that you would release it.

Suddenly our door swung open, and Alenka shouted from the corridor:

There's a spring market in the big store!

She screamed terribly loudly, and her eyes were round, like buttons, and desperate. At first I thought someone had been stabbed. And she took a breath again and come on:

Let's run, Deniska! Quicker! There's fizzy kvass there! Music plays, and different dolls! Let's run!

Screams as if there was a fire. And this also made me somehow nervous, and I felt a tickle in the pit of my stomach, and I hurried and ran out of the room.

Alenka and I held hands and ran like crazy to a large store. There was a whole crowd of people there and in the very middle stood a man and a woman made of something shiny, huge, reaching up to the ceiling, and although they were not real, they batted their eyes and moved their lower lips, as if they were talking. The man shouted:

Spring market! Spring market!

And the woman:

Welcome! Welcome!

We looked at them for a long time, and then Alenka said:

How do they scream? After all, they are not real!

It’s just not clear,” I said. Then Alenka said:

And I know. They're not the ones screaming! It’s in the middle of them that live artists sit and shout to themselves all day long. And they themselves pull the string, and this causes the dolls’ lips to move.

I burst out laughing:

So it’s clear that you are still small. The artists will sit in your dolls' bellies all day long. Can you imagine? If you hunker down all day, you'll probably get tired! Do you need to eat or drink? And other things, you never know... Oh, darkness! This radio is screaming at them.

Alenka said:

Come here quickly

Here are the tickets for the clothing lottery!

It doesn't take long for everyone to win

A Volga passenger car!

And some rashly

Moskvich wins!

And we also laughed next to him, how he shouted out smartly, and Alenka said:

Still, when something alive screams, it’s more interesting than the radio.

And we ran for a long time in the crowd between the adults and had a lot of fun, and some military guy grabbed Alenka under the arms, and his comrade pressed a button in the wall, and cologne suddenly splashed out from there, and when they put Alenka on the floor, she smelled like candy all over, and uncle said:

What a beauty, I have no strength!

But Alenka ran away from them, and I followed her, and we finally found ourselves near the kvass. I had money for breakfast, and so Alenka and I drank two large mugs each, and Alenka’s stomach immediately became like a football, and I kept getting a headache and stabbing needles in my nose. Great, straight first grade, and when we ran again, I heard the kvass gurgling inside me. And we wanted to go home and ran out into the street. It was even more fun there, and there was a woman standing right at the entrance selling balloons.

Alenka, as soon as she saw this woman, stopped dead in her tracks. She said:

Oh! I want a ball!

And I said:

It would be nice, but there is no money.

And Alenka:

I have one piece of money.

She took it out of her pocket.

I said:

Wow! Ten kopecks. Auntie, give her the ball!

The saleswoman smiled:

Which one do you want? Red, blue, light blue?

Alenka took the red one. And off we went. And suddenly Alenka says:

Do you want to wear it?

And she handed me a thread. I took. And as soon as I took it, I heard that the ball was very, very thinly pulled by a thread! He probably wanted to fly away. Then I let go of the string a little and again heard him persistently stretching from his hands, as if he was really asking to fly away. And I suddenly felt somehow sorry for him, that he could fly, and I was holding him on a leash, and I took him and released him. And at first the ball didn’t even fly away from me, as if it didn’t believe me, but then I felt that it was real, and immediately rushed and soared above the lantern.

Alenka grabbed her head:

Oh, why, hold on!..

And she began to jump up and down, as if she could jump to the ball, but she saw that she couldn’t, and began to cry:

Why did you miss him?..

But I didn’t answer her. I looked up at the ball. He flew upward smoothly and calmly, as if this is what he had wanted all his life.

And I stood with my head raised and looked, and so did Alenka, and many adults stopped and also turned their heads back to watch the ball fly, but it kept flying and getting smaller.

So he flew over the top floor of a huge house, and someone leaned out of the window and waved after him, and he was even higher and a little to the side, above the antennas and pigeons, and became very small... Something was ringing in my ears when he was flying, and he had almost disappeared. He flew behind a cloud, it was fluffy and small, like a rabbit, then he emerged again, disappeared and completely disappeared from sight, and now, probably, he was near the Moon, and we all looked up, and in my eyes: some caudate dots and patterns. And the ball was no longer anywhere. And then Alenka sighed barely audibly, and everyone went about their business.

And we also went, and were silent, and all the way I thought how beautiful it is when spring is outside, and everyone is dressed up and cheerful, and cars are going here and there, and a policeman in white gloves is flying away into the clear, blue, blue sky from us is a red ball. And I also thought what a pity it was that I couldn’t tell Alenka all this. I can’t do it in words, and even if I could, Alenka wouldn’t understand it anyway, she’s small. Here she is walking next to me, and all so quiet, and the tears have not yet completely dried on her cheeks. She probably feels sorry for her ball.

Suddenly our door swung open, and Alenka shouted from the corridor:

There's a spring market in the big store!

She screamed terribly loudly, and her eyes were round, like buttons, and desperate. At first I thought someone had been stabbed. And she took a breath again and come on:

Let's run, Deniska! Quicker! There's fizzy kvass there! Music plays, and different dolls! Let's run!

Screams as if there was a fire. And this also made me somehow nervous, and I felt a tickle in the pit of my stomach, and I hurried and ran out of the room.

Alenka and I held hands and ran like crazy to a large store. There was a whole crowd of people there and in the very middle stood a man and a woman made of something shiny, huge, reaching up to the ceiling, and although they were not real, they batted their eyes and moved their lower lips, as if they were talking. The man shouted:

Spring market! Spring market!

And the woman:

Welcome! Welcome!

We looked at them for a long time, and then Alenka said:

How do they scream? After all, they are not real!

It’s just not clear,” I said. Then Alenka said:

And I know. They're not the ones screaming! It’s in the middle of them that live artists sit and shout to themselves all day long. And they themselves pull the string, and this causes the dolls’ lips to move.

I burst out laughing:

So it’s clear that you are still small. The artists will sit in your dolls' bellies all day long. Can you imagine? If you hunker down all day, you'll probably get tired! Do you need to eat or drink? And other things, you never know... Oh, darkness! This radio is screaming at them.

Alenka said:

Come here quickly

Here are the tickets for the clothing lottery!

It doesn't take long for everyone to win

A Volga passenger car!

And some rashly

Moskvich wins!

And we also laughed next to him, how he shouted out smartly, and Alenka said:

Still, when something alive screams, it’s more interesting than the radio.

And we ran for a long time in the crowd between the adults and had a lot of fun, and some military guy grabbed Alenka under the arms, and his comrade pressed a button in the wall, and cologne suddenly splashed out from there, and when they put Alenka on the floor, she smelled like candy all over, and uncle said:

What a beauty, I have no strength!

But Alenka ran away from them, and I followed her, and we finally found ourselves near the kvass. I had money for breakfast, and so Alenka and I drank two large mugs each, and Alenka’s stomach immediately became like a football, and I kept getting a headache and stabbing needles in my nose. Great, straight first grade, and when we ran again, I heard the kvass gurgling inside me. And we wanted to go home and ran out into the street. It was even more fun there, and there was a woman standing right at the entrance selling balloons.

Alenka, as soon as she saw this woman, stopped dead in her tracks. She said:

Oh! I want a ball!

And I said:

It would be nice, but there is no money.

And Alenka:

I have one piece of money.

She took it out of her pocket.

I said:

Wow! Ten kopecks. Auntie, give her the ball!

The saleswoman smiled:

Which one do you want? Red, blue, light blue?

Alenka took the red one. And off we went. And suddenly Alenka says:

Do you want to wear it?

And she handed me a thread. I took. And as soon as I took it, I heard that the ball was very, very thinly pulled by a thread! He probably wanted to fly away. Then I let go of the string a little and again heard him persistently stretching from his hands, as if he was really asking to fly away. And I suddenly felt somehow sorry for him, that he could fly, and I was holding him on a leash, and I took him and released him. And at first the ball didn’t even fly away from me, as if it didn’t believe me, but then I felt that it was real, and immediately rushed and soared above the lantern.

Alenka grabbed her head:

Oh, why, hold on!..

And she began to jump up and down, as if she could jump to the ball, but she saw that she couldn’t, and began to cry:

Why did you miss him?..

But I didn’t answer her. I looked up at the ball. He flew upward smoothly and calmly, as if this is what he had wanted all his life.

And I stood with my head raised and looked, and so did Alenka, and many adults stopped and also turned their heads back to watch the ball fly, but it kept flying and getting smaller.

So he flew over the top floor of a huge house, and someone leaned out of the window and waved after him, and he was even higher and a little to the side, above the antennas and pigeons, and became very small... Something was ringing in my ears when he was flying, and he had almost disappeared. He flew behind a cloud, it was fluffy and small, like a rabbit, then he emerged again, disappeared and completely disappeared from sight, and now, probably, he was near the Moon, and we all looked up, and in my eyes: some caudate dots and patterns. And the ball was no longer anywhere. And then Alenka sighed barely audibly, and everyone went about their business.

And we also went, and were silent, and all the way I thought how beautiful it is when spring is outside, and everyone is dressed up and cheerful, and cars are going here and there, and a policeman in white gloves is flying away into the clear, blue, blue sky from us is a red ball. And I also thought what a pity it was that I couldn’t tell Alenka all this. I can’t do it in words, and even if I could, Alenka wouldn’t understand it anyway, she’s small. Here she is walking next to me, and all so quiet, and the tears have not yet completely dried on her cheeks. She probably feels sorry for her ball.

And Alenka and I walked like this all the way to the house and were silent, and near our gate, when we began to say goodbye, Alenka said:

If I had money, I would buy another balloon... so you could release it.

Suddenly our door swung open, and Alenka shouted from the corridor:

There's a spring market in the big store!

She screamed terribly loudly, and her eyes were round, like buttons, and desperate. At first I thought someone had been stabbed. And she took a breath again and come on:

Let's run, Deniska! Quicker! There's fizzy kvass there! Music plays, and different dolls! Let's run!

Screams as if there was a fire. And this also made me somehow nervous, and I felt a tickle in the pit of my stomach, and I hurried and ran out of the room.

Alenka and I held hands and ran like crazy to a large store. There was a whole crowd of people there and in the very middle stood a man and a woman made of something shiny, huge, reaching up to the ceiling, and although they were not real, they batted their eyes and moved their lower lips, as if they were talking. The man shouted:

Spring market! Spring market!

And the woman:

Welcome! Welcome!

We looked at them for a long time, and then Alenka said:

How do they scream? After all, they are not real!

It’s just not clear,” I said.

Then Alenka said:

And I know. They're not the ones screaming! It’s in the middle of them that live artists sit and shout to themselves all day long. And they themselves pull the string, and this causes the dolls’ lips to move.

I burst out laughing:

So it’s clear that you are still small. The artists will sit in your dolls' bellies all day long. Can you imagine? If you hunker down all day, you'll probably get tired! Do you need to eat or drink? And other things, you never know... Oh, darkness! This radio is screaming at them.

Alenka said:

Come here quickly

Here are the tickets for the clothing lottery!

It doesn't take long for everyone to win

A Volga passenger car!

And some rashly

Moskvich wins!

And we also laughed next to him, how he shouted out smartly, and Alenka said:

Still, when something alive screams, it’s more interesting than the radio.

And we ran for a long time in the crowd between the adults and had a lot of fun, and some military guy grabbed Alenka under the arms, and his comrade pressed a button in the wall, and cologne suddenly splashed out from there, and when they put Alenka on the floor, she smelled like candy all over, and uncle said:

What a beauty, I have no strength!

But Alenka ran away from them, and I followed her, and we finally found ourselves near the kvass. I had money for breakfast, and so Alenka and I drank two large mugs each, and Alenka’s stomach immediately became like a football, and I kept getting a headache and stabbing needles in my nose. Great, straight first grade, and when we ran again, I heard the kvass gurgling inside me. And we wanted to go home and ran out into the street. It was even more fun there, and there was a woman standing right at the entrance selling balloons.

Alenka, as soon as she saw this woman, stopped dead in her tracks. She said:

Oh! I want a ball!

And I said:

It would be nice, but there is no money.

And Alenka:

I have one piece of money.

She took it out of her pocket.

I said:

Wow! Ten kopecks. Auntie, give her the ball!

The saleswoman smiled:

Which one do you want? Red, blue, light blue?

Alenka took the red one. And off we went. And suddenly Alenka says:

Do you want to wear it?

And she handed me a thread. I took. And as soon as I took it, I heard that the ball was very, very thinly pulled by a thread! He probably wanted to fly away. Then I let go of the string a little and again heard him persistently stretching from his hands, as if he was really asking to fly away. And I suddenly felt somehow sorry for him, that he could fly, and I was holding him on a leash, and I took him and released him. And at first the ball didn’t even fly away from me, as if it didn’t believe me, but then I felt that it was real, and immediately rushed and soared above the lantern.

Alenka grabbed her head:

Oh, why, hold on!

And she began to jump up and down, as if she could jump to the ball, but she saw that she couldn’t, and began to cry:

Why did you miss him?

But I didn’t answer her. I looked up at the ball. He flew upward smoothly and calmly, as if this is what he had wanted all his life.

And I stood with my head raised and looked, and so did Alenka, and many adults stopped and also turned their heads back to watch the ball fly, but it kept flying and getting smaller.

So he flew over the top floor of a huge house, and someone leaned out of the window and waved after him, and he was even higher and a little to the side, above the antennas and pigeons, and became very small... Something was ringing in my ears when he flew , and he has almost disappeared. He flew behind a cloud, it was fluffy and small, like a rabbit, then he emerged again, disappeared and completely disappeared from sight, and now he was probably near the Moon, and we all looked up, and some tailed lights flashed in my eyes. dots and patterns. And the ball was no longer anywhere.

And then Alenka sighed barely audibly, and everyone went about their business.

And we also went, and were silent, and all the way I thought how beautiful it is when spring is outside, and everyone is dressed up and cheerful, and cars are going here and there, and a policeman in white gloves is flying away into the clear, blue, blue sky from us is a red ball. And I also thought what a pity it was that I couldn’t tell Alenka all this. I can’t do it in words, and even if I could, Alenka wouldn’t understand it anyway, she’s small. Here she is walking next to me, and all so quiet, and the tears have not yet completely dried on her cheeks. She probably feels sorry for her ball.

And Alenka and I walked like this all the way to the house and were silent, and near our gate, when we began to say goodbye, Alenka said:

If I had money, I would buy another balloon... for you to release it.

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Suddenly our door swung open, and Alenka shouted from the corridor:

There's a spring market in the big store!

She screamed terribly loudly, and her eyes were round, like buttons, and desperate. At first I thought someone had been stabbed. And she took a breath again and come on:

Let's run, Deniska! Quicker! There's fizzy kvass there! Music plays, and different dolls! Let's run!

Screams as if there was a fire. And this also made me somehow nervous, and I felt a tickle in the pit of my stomach, and I hurried and ran out of the room.

Alenka and I held hands and ran like crazy to a large store. There was a whole crowd of people there and in the very middle stood a man and a woman made of something shiny, huge, reaching up to the ceiling, and although they were not real, they batted their eyes and moved their lower lips, as if they were talking. The man shouted:

Spring market! Spring market!

And the woman:

Welcome! Welcome!

We looked at them for a long time, and then Alenka said:

How do they scream? After all, they are not real!

It’s just not clear,” I said.

Then Alenka said:

And I know. They're not the ones screaming! It’s in the middle of them that live artists sit and shout to themselves all day long. And they themselves pull the string, and this causes the dolls’ lips to move.

I burst out laughing:

So it’s clear that you are still small. The artists will sit in your dolls' bellies all day long. Can you imagine? If you hunker down all day, you'll probably get tired! Do you need to eat or drink? And other things, you never know... Oh, darkness! This radio is screaming at them.

Alenka said:

Come here quickly

Here are the tickets for the clothing lottery!

It doesn't take long for everyone to win

A Volga passenger car!

And some rashly

Moskvich wins!

And we also laughed next to him, how he shouted out smartly, and Alenka said:

Still, when something alive screams, it’s more interesting than the radio.

And we ran for a long time in the crowd between the adults and had a lot of fun, and some military guy grabbed Alenka under the arms, and his comrade pressed a button in the wall, and cologne suddenly splashed out from there, and when they put Alenka on the floor, she smelled like candy all over, and uncle said:

What a beauty, I have no strength!

But Alenka ran away from them, and I followed her, and we finally found ourselves near the kvass. I had money for breakfast, and so Alenka and I drank two large mugs each, and Alenka’s stomach immediately became like a football, and I kept getting a headache and stabbing needles in my nose. Great, straight first grade, and when we ran again, I heard the kvass gurgling inside me. And we wanted to go home and ran out into the street. It was even more fun there, and there was a woman standing right at the entrance selling balloons.

Alenka, as soon as she saw this woman, stopped dead in her tracks. She said:

Oh! I want a ball!

And I said:

It would be nice, but there is no money.

And Alenka:

I have one piece of money.

She took it out of her pocket.

I said:

Wow! Ten kopecks. Auntie, give her the ball!

The saleswoman smiled:

Which one do you want? Red, blue, light blue?

Alenka took the red one. And off we went. And suddenly Alenka says:

Do you want to wear it?

And she handed me a thread. I took. And as soon as I took it, I heard that the ball was very, very thinly pulled by a thread! He probably wanted to fly away. Then I let go of the string a little and again heard him persistently stretching from his hands, as if he was really asking to fly away. And I suddenly felt somehow sorry for him, that he could fly, and I was holding him on a leash, and I took him and released him. And at first the ball didn’t even fly away from me, as if it didn’t believe me, but then I felt that it was real, and immediately rushed and soared above the lantern.

Alenka grabbed her head:

Oh, why, hold on!

And she began to jump up and down, as if she could jump to the ball, but she saw that she couldn’t, and began to cry:

Why did you miss him?

But I didn’t answer her. I looked up at the ball. He flew upward smoothly and calmly, as if this is what he had wanted all his life.

And I stood with my head raised and looked, and so did Alenka, and many adults stopped and also turned their heads back to watch the ball fly, but it kept flying and getting smaller.

So he flew over the top floor of a huge house, and someone leaned out of the window and waved after him, and he was even higher and a little to the side, above the antennas and pigeons, and became very small... Something was ringing in my ears when he flew , and he has almost disappeared. He flew behind a cloud, it was fluffy and small, like a rabbit, then he emerged again, disappeared and completely disappeared from sight, and now he was probably near the Moon, and we all looked up, and some tailed lights flashed in my eyes. dots and patterns. And the ball was no longer anywhere.

And then Alenka sighed barely audibly, and everyone went about their business.

And we also went, and were silent, and all the way I thought how beautiful it is when spring is outside, and everyone is dressed up and cheerful, and cars are going here and there, and a policeman in white gloves is flying away into the clear, blue, blue sky from us is a red ball. And I also thought what a pity it was that I couldn’t tell Alenka all this. I can’t do it in words, and even if I could, Alenka wouldn’t understand it anyway, she’s small. Here she is walking next to me, and all so quiet, and the tears have not yet completely dried on her cheeks. She probably feels sorry for her ball.

And Alenka and I walked like this all the way to the house and were silent, and near our gate, when we began to say goodbye, Alenka said:

If I had money, I would buy another balloon... for you to release it.