Рецензия на «Про настоящую любовь. Мальчик и Девочка» (Юрий Казаков)

To my mind this short story is much better in English than in Russian, however it's rather pritty.
With best regards,
Love.

Любовь Архипова   20.12.2011 22:57     Заявить о нарушении
Очень рад, Любаша, очень рад.

Юрий Казаков   21.12.2011 13:52   Заявить о нарушении
Любаша, Вам, как знатоку английского языка - презент от меня лично:

I'm KID
The book is intended for young kids to read by their parents.

CHRISTMAS STORY
*
Everyone was at home on December 24. Phone often rang. Friends and neighbors greeted us with the Christmas Day. I'm looking forward to nightfall, when Santa Claus comes bearing gifts. My dad would open a wine bottle and cork would fly into the ceiling. Time passed very slowly. Dad said, "Let's play horror' storieswe. I did not know how. But all the games that are offered by my Dad, even playing in school (I do not want to go to school, they can not indulge in) -are very interesting, and I agreed. Dad took the old flashlight with a bulb that shines brightly - this flashlight is able to gain power from the electrical outlet. It turned out the lights, shut the door all the way and sat on my bed next to me. The light from the flashlight dad sent to the ceiling. Fingers began to move in front of a lantern. We lay down on my big bed and began to look at the ceiling.
*
Black silent serpents writhed and wriggled in a light spot on the ceiling. I thought that I was in another world, though outside the door, rustling the TV as usual. Lit room, TV, Christmas tree with electric candles were somewhere far away. And there reigned horror.
*
Weird rattle and creak of a sudden there was a crisp out of the window tightly closed curtains. The room was lighter. Curtain began to glow and move. The shadow of the chandelier came and began to rock. I covered the head with a pillow.
Hair standing on end, but I looked at the box from under the pillow, my eyes wide open. Suddenly, the creaking was deafening, and then all went out, and the noise went away quickly from the room.
*
Dad turned off the flashlight and said, "Well, Tinchik (only mother, grandmother and dad so they call me, as an adult I have the name of Valentin), you scared of?"
*
I wanted to say that a single gram, but only managed to get out from under the pillow and replied: "Y-yes ..."
*
Dad smiled and said: "It's just a yard car passed on the creaking snow and illuminated by their headlights our window, and snakes on the ceiling - this is the shadow of my fingers, which I move". My fear vanished once somewhere, I'd rather laugh and began to jump on the bed. Mom came in, turned on the light and asked sternly: "What are you doing here?". I said that we're playing with dad fears, and I'm not afraid of them. My mother came to me and took me in his arms and looked displeased at my father and we all went out into the hall. There was a light, sparkling Christmas tree, said TV.
*
To midnight was twenty minutes.

Юрий Казаков   21.12.2011 14:03   Заявить о нарушении
As I have no time I'll read it tonight.
Thank's.
All the best,

Любовь Архипова   21.12.2011 15:37   Заявить о нарушении
kiss...
(*_*)

Юрий Казаков   21.12.2011 18:03   Заявить о нарушении
Ну на ночь почитать, так уж читать и перечитывать:

C O M P O M P U T E R
M O U S E
*
When I woke up, my father and grandmother have come from the country, where they prepared a summer residence for the winter. After the pope had changed and washed, he said that his uncle Alex (this is my godfather) invited us to her house to play on the computer and show the mouse, which controls this intelligent machine. But my mother said that as long as I do not sing, she would not let me go anywhere. Dad whispered to me that my mother cooked a special porridge, and if I eat a full plate, then immediately learned to play the computer, and I will listen to the computer mouse. I like to visit Uncle Alex, but there are old Peter scares me. He says that they have in the kitchen lives a terrible wolf, and another old man Pete wants to take me my green sneakers. Uncle Alex and his father Peter live on the ground floor, it is cold. My mother made ;;me wear a warm coat and green slippers. Rooms in the apartment Uncle Sasha are just like us. He has interesting things are everywhere, and we are all interesting hidden in the pantry and cabinets.
*
Uncle Alex took me and Dad to your computer. I saw a plank of plastic with buttons, each of which has drawn two different letters and all the other icons. I learned only a few numbers and letters. With a small TV was a plastic box. Uncle Alex said it was his personal computer. He put in a little black disc in the box. All boomed, and the TV screen lit up. Table with the letters appeared on the screen and vanished. Uncle Alex played with buttons. On the screen appeared bouncing cubes of different colors. My grandmother gave me exactly the same. I'm building a summer residence and garage of the dice every day.
Then Uncle Alex showed me the buttons to which you must press in order to dice leaping left and right. I wanted to be built at the screen house with windows. The phone rang at Uncle Alex, and he left the room. I asked Dad to give me a house of jumping blocks. But the pope did not work. When my father pressed the button, sometimes three blocks of one color produces a black hole, which disappeared with the squeak. I thought it was beeping is the same mouse that lives in your computer. I talk out loud about it did not, although he was afraid, and said I wanted to go home.
*
When we left, Uncle Alex said: "Come again to play on the computer." Although I was afraid of the mouse, the wolf, and grandfather, Pete, but said that we will often come and play on the computer that is very interesting.

Юрий Казаков   21.12.2011 18:21   Заявить о нарушении

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