Celebrating the New Year holidays.



I once worked in a women’s group. In addition to all the more and

Minuses, I had an honorary duty, for the New Year to portray

of Santa Claus. I walked through the apartments of our employees and distributed them to the children.

The Gifts. I must say, the duty was not to me, the children - the people.

Funny, you won’t miss them. One case is remembered.



I came to one of our employees with a gift for her daughter Julia. very

decent family, intelligent mother, non-drinking dad, polite

The Grandmother. And at the center of all this is Yulia. It feels like everything is in her.

Souls do not tear and invest in July with all their strength. Yellow is not developed.

of age. Speech is correct, words pronounce diligently, and the song and

Every student will be stuck by the belt. I liked this

The girl. And Santa liked it. It happens that there are people.

of contact. She already sang the song and told the poem, and danced, well,

The whole program is done, it's time for me to go on, and she doesn't want to

Santa is gone, and I am happy to communicate with her. Here is Yulia.

I remembered something:

– Santa, do you want me to sing for you?

What, let it go!

The little girl put one pen into a barrel, the other led around a circle and sang,

It is very melodic, with intense intonations:

As in our river, the river.

The adults rounded their eyes when they heard such unintelligent words.

The word. Well, and I suspect many knew the end of this partition...

And the yellow didn’t fool. She shrugged, shrugged her leg, and with the feeling, I

I thought it was delicious, I said:

- Ah, your mother, two boots were swimming!

Everyone has whipped. There was an uncomfortable silence. My mom is pale, daddy.

My grandmother was green. The child is standing and waiting for him.

Praised...

Santa saved the situation. I stumbled. Not laughing at theatre.

He laughed, namely, with a completely unintelligent laugh. and after me.

Everyone laughed, and Yulia smiled, pleased.

The effect.

Where did you learn this piece? I asked through tears.

I went to my grandmother’s village in the summer, where I learned.

The Yellow.

In general, as not to protect children from non-normative vocabulary, they are all her.

They will learn.