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Lidija Davidovska

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Macedonian to English: I WANT A BOOK General field: Art/Literary Detailed field: Poetry & Literature
Source text - Macedonian ALEKSANDAR KUJUNXISKI SAKAM KNIGA SKOPJE 2007 Edicija „MOZAIK“ – kniga 1 (na makedonski jazik) – – kniga 2 (na albanski jazik) – – kniga 3 (na turski jazik) – – kniga 4 (na srpski jazik) – – kniga 5 (na romski jazik) – Urednik na izdanijata: VILMA VENKOVSKA – MIL^EV, direktor na obrazovnata programa pri POTRAGA PO ZAEDNI^KA OSNOVA vo Makedonija CIP – Katalogizacija vo publikacija Nacionalna i univerzitetska biblioteka „Sv. Kliment Ohridski“, Skopje 821.163.3(02.053.2)-1/-3 KUJUNXISKI, Aleksandar Sakam kniga / Aleksandar Kujunxiski – Skopje ; Antolog, 2007. – 48 str. ; 24 sm. – (Edicija Mozaik; kn.1) ISBN 9989-2603-9-7 COBISS.MK-ID 68021770 ALEKSANDAR KUJUNDZISKI SAKAM KNIGA Aleksandar Kujunxiski: Sakam kniga Edicija: „Mozaik“ (kniga 1) Izdava~: „Antolog“ Aleksandar N. Kujunxiski ul. „50 Divizija” br 12-a, Skopje, tel. (02) 3065-843 @iro smetka: 300000000578738 deponent na Komercijalna banka a.d.; EDB: 5030999197749 Kompjuterska obrabotka na tekstot i likovno-grafi~ko oblikuvawe: Naslovna stranica: crte`i na deca od 50 zemji {irum svetot Ilustracii: tvorbi na deca od dvojazi~nite grupi vo gradinkite „Mozaik“ vo Makedonija PESNI VO CARSTVOTO NA DRUGARSTVOTO Da bide{ del od ubav cvet... [to ima poubavo na ovoj svet? Da bide{ ptica, vivnata vo let... [to ima poubavo na ovoj svet? Da ima{ igra~ki... sto i pet... [to ima poubavo na ovoj svet? Drugar~e do drugar~e, vo vesel splet... Ni{to poubavo ≠ nema na svet! POZDRAVI †Dobro utro! Dobro utro!# ≠ sekoe utro velam. †Dobar den!# ≠ napladne, jas pozdravi delam. So †Dobra ve~er!# se pozdravuva ve~er koga dojde. Na razdelba, so †Do viduvawe!# ≠ napred da se pojde. A na spiewe koga odi{, majka, tatko, gu{ni. †Dobra no}!# ≠ ka‘i im. †Dobra no}!# ≠ slu{ni. POVELI, DETENCE, PESNA! Ni †[to?#, ni †A?#, ni †B?#. †Molam?# ≠ ka‘i, ako nekoj te vikne. Navikata za kulturno odnesuvawe, u{te otsega treba da ti nikne. †Poveli!# ≠ re~i. †Poveli!# ≠ sekomu, koga }e mu dade{ ne{to. A ako tebe nekoj ne{to ti pru‘i, †Blagodaram!# ≠ ka‘i mu jasno i ve{to. ^ISTO DETE Ra~iwa si mijam, so sapun gi trijam, so krpa gi bri{am, do nebo gi vi{am. Taka pravam vezden. I zime i lete. Redot si go znam. Jas sum ~isto dete! PET Pet prstiwa jas si imam na ednata raka! Pet prstiwa, pet prstiwa i na drugata raka! Eden, dva, tri, ~etiri, pet. Gi brojam bez maka. [est, sedum, osum, devet, deset. I ti broj gi vaka. Pet i pet ≠ deset. Vkupno deset imam. So niv vo pregratka i vas }e ve primam! AJDE DA VE@BAME Ra~e gore ≠ ra~e dolu! Ve‘bam ve{to vo ovoj ~as. Eden ≠ dva! Eden ≠ dva! Sekoe utro ve‘bam jas. Glava levo ≠ glava desno! Ve‘bam ve{to vo ovoj ~as. Eden ≠ dva! Eden ≠ dva! Sekoe utro ve‘bam jas. ^ekor napred ≠ ~ekor nazad! Ve‘bam ve{to vo ovoj ~as. Eden ≠ dva! Eden ≠ dva! Sekoe utro ve‘bam jas. PISMO Na ‘olt list od duwa, esenta pismo prati: ≠ Ide Vetrot Studenkovski! Zatvorete vrati! ESEN Esenta e zlatna. Plodovi ni nosi. Na drvjata zeleni, im ‘olteat kosi. Vetrot sviri. Do‘dovi leat. Lisjata {to pa\|aat ≠ ta‘na pesna peat. LISTOPADNI I ZIMZELENI Na drvjata listopadni, bez trud i maka, esenta im pravi ≠ s¡ {to saka! Im menuva boja. Gi ni{a. Gi kine. Gi kosi. Gi se~e kako so no‘e. Kade £ tekne ≠ tamu gi nosi! No, na drvjata zimzeleni, so liv~iwa ≠ igli~ki roj, ni{to ne im mo‘e! So niv ne smee da povede boj! KOJ @IVEE V {UMA? ≠ Koj ‘ivee v {uma? V planina, gora? ≠ ja pra{a Ilina, majka si, Zora. ≠ Zaja~eto, ververi~kata... ≠ A srn~eto, mamo? ≠ I toa, so majka si, za da ne e samo. Za{to tamu negde i volkot {eta. A i orel nekoj mo‘e da sleta. DO VIDUVAWE! Ptici preselnici: {trkovi, lastovici; i ti slavej~e milo; svetski patnici; izvi{ete nebesen lak; izvadete povraten bilet; kade i da odite, kade i da bilo, vratete se kaj nas pak!  I- ha-ha, eden, dva, tiri-diri, tri, ~etiri, breza ≠ brest, pet ≠ {est, ne sum ≠ bos sum, sedum, osum, s¡ se, ne se ≠ devet, deset.  Za da bidam silen i zdrav kako dren, mleko mnogu sakam, pijam sekoj den. Napivka e vkusna, no, i hrana, znaj, mamo moja mila, jogurt~e mi daj. Sirence ni pravi raka vredna, ve{ta. Od mleko se pravat u{te mnogu ne{ta. I kiselo mo‘e mlekoto da bide, ama mene †kisel# ≠ nikoj ne me videl! Za da stanam golem i zdrav kako dren, mleko mnogu sakam, pijam sekoj den. TRI SOVETI Za jadeweto, ovoj sovet, prv treba da se dade: pojadok li e, ru~ek, ve~era ≠ ne se brza dodeka se jade! I vtor sovet neka bide: hranata dobro da se xvaka! Taka ni stoma~eto tvoe ≠ nema da ti zadava maka! A tretiot sovet, }e go ka‘eme so {ega: jadi so zatvorena usta ≠ zala~eto da ne ti bega! RASTETE – RASTEME Jabolki i kru{i, jagodi i slivi, nasekade rastat po na{ite nivi. Grozje, duwi, praski, kajsii i cre{i, sekoj {to gi saka, nikoga{ ne gre{i. Rastete, rastete, ovo{ki mili, darete ni radost, darete ni sili! Vo sekoja od vas, sladok sok se krie. So vas mnogu brzo, rasteme i nie! KOJ [TO PRAVI? Kva~kata gi sobira piliwata: KVA-KVA! Piliwata baraat crvi po buni{teto: PI-PI! ^avkata na drvo stoi: GA-GA! Magareto pesna pee: I-I! Crcorecot sviri: CVR-CVR! Kukavicata se glasi: KU-KU! Budilnikot yvoni: YVR-YVR! Muvata go zgre{ila letot: ZU-ZU! Ma~kata †MJAU# mu veli na vetrot {to {iba. Jagneto se zagubilo, pla~e: MEEE! Kravata se glasi, misli nejze ja vika: MUUU! A ribata? Taa mol~i ≠ kako riba! LEKAR Koj te slu{a so slu{alki, i ti veli: †Di{i! Di{i!#? Koj ti veli: †Bidi zdrav, i ugore ti se vi{i#? ^i~ko, tetka, ne e va‘no {to e. Lekarot se gri‘i za zdravjeto tvoe. DEDO SANDE – ^EVLAR SLAVEN Koj li ne go znae, toj na{ ~evlar slaven? Vo cel sokak kalliv, toj e majstor glaven! ≠ ^uk-~uk-~uk! ^uk-~uk-~uk! ≠ glasno koga javi. ≠ ≠ ^uk-~uk-~uk! ^uk-~uk-~uk! ≠ zlatni ~evli pravi. Kove, {ie, lepi, nema maki te{ki; vreme toj }e najde, duri i za sme{ki. ≠ ^uk-~uk-~uk! ^uk-~uk-~uk! ≠ glasno koga javi. ≠ ≠ ^uk-~uk-~uk! ^uk-~uk-~uk! ≠ zlatni ~evli pravi. СРЕЌЕН РОДЕНДЕН Mi ide od radost na cel svet da javam: denes, dragi deca, jas roden den slavam. Dojdete, dojdete, jas site ve kanam; so vas, pokraj mene, povesel }e stanam. Sok~e }e ve ~estam, sve}i~ki }e duvam. Najubavo par~e ≠ torta }e vi ~uvam. So igra i pesna, s¡ brzo }e projde. Koj u{te ne do{ol, vedna{ neka dojde! Dojdete, dojdete, jas site ve kanam; so vas, pokraj mene, povesel }e stanam.  ^edo saka mendo. Bile fustan svilen. Bobi avtomobil. Mile motor silen. Danka saka sanka. Jon~e avion~e. Natka slatka pratka. Jova kukla nova. Bubo saka truba. Vlatko tegla slatko. Rada ~okolada. Jole fudbal golem. A Traj~e {to saka? Sam prese~e vedna{: ≠ Dedo Mraz da ide ≠ sekoj den po edna{! PESNA ZA MAJKATA Koga mi e te{ko, i me stega maka, prva mi ja podava{ tvojata topla raka. V postela {tom odam, v son da najdam po~in, me ispra}a{, mamo, so tvoite o~i. Po kosi me gali{, so lice {to blika. Na ramo me gu{ka{, vo pregrat me vika{. †^edo moe milo!# ≠ glasot {tom ti slu{nam, mo‘am li, o, mo‘am li, majko, a da ne te gu{nam! GODI[NITE VREMIWA Od zemnite ubavini ≠ sekoj neka zema. No, ni{to poubavo od proletta nema! Letoto la~i toplina i po~in. Esenta ni polni ambari i o~i. Zimski radosti ≠ zimata nosi. Drvja, ridje, nivi ≠ so beli kosi. Eh, kolku boi, ubavini, polet, vo buketi ni dari ≠ li~nata prolet! Od zemnite ubavini ≠ sekoj neka zema. No, ni{to poubavo od proletta nema! DOBREDOJDE! ≠ Dobredojde, dobredojde, oj, ti, prolet cvetna! ≠ £ po‘ela p~elata i v gradina letna. ≠ Dobredojde, dobredojde, oj, ti, prolet {umna! ≠ so qubov £ {epna srni~kata umna. ≠ Dobredojde, dobredojde, oj, ti, prolet kitna! ≠ so radost ja pre~eka i mravkata sitna. ≠ Dobredojde, dobredojde, oj, ti, prolet bujna! ≠ £ po‘ela od s¡ srce zorata rujna. ≠ Dobredojde, dobredojde, oj, ti, prolet strojna! ≠ £ zapea pesna pticata pojna. GODI[NITE VREMIWA Snegot se topi. Dotekuva potok, reka. Gnezdoto pod balkonot ≠ lastovi~ka ~eka. Proletno cve}e nasekade cveta. P~eli~ka vredna od cvet na cvet leta. Zelenee treva, gora, rid i pole. Slavej~eto javuva: ≠ Dojde prolet, dojde prolet! KOKI^ETO – JUNA^E Koki~eto ≠ juna~e, koj ne go znae? Niknuva vo dvorot... A zimata u{te trae... Kako snegulka bela yirka od pod snegot. Radost za lu\|eto. Nakit na bregot. Za{to, toa, hrabro, i vo divina nikne... Odi da go vidi{! Pred tebe }e blikne! PROLETNI PLODOVI Prvin jagodite, kako med vkusni, potoa cre{ite ≠ }e ni zasladat usni. Praskite, pa kajsiite, brzaat, zreat. Na zelenite ovo{ja ≠ glasno im se smeat. CRE[A So o~iwa, poglednete: gore, {to se krie? So prstiwa, so prstiwa, skinete ja vie. So ra~iwa, so ra~iwa, treba da se mie. So ustiwa, so ustiwa, sok~e da se pie. JA SAKA[ LI PRIRODATA? Te sakam, te sakam, mi vleva{ sila! Majko na{a draga, prirodo mila! Ti vozduh ni dava{. Ti vredno n¡ hrani{. Vo tvoite poli, na izlet n¡ kani{. I sonce da gree, i vetar da duva, sekoj ~ovek treba tebe da te ~uva! Te ~uvam, te ~uvam, ko o~ite svoi! Ubavice na{a, vo razli~ni boi!  Gri‘i se za cve}eto. Nemoj da go gazi{. Ne gazi go, ne gazi go mrav~eto {to lazi. Dali e dobro, pomisli prvo, da kr{i{ gran~iwa od zeleno drvo? ^uvaj go dvorot. Prirodata cela. Taka za site pravi{ dobri dela. IVO IMA... Ivo ima avion po {ini {to odi. Ima i kamion {to po voda brodi. Brodot svoj go vozi po oblaci gore, a so vozot odi po {irnoto more. I helikopter ima, {to pod voda kru‘i. Podmornica smela ≠ so oblaci dru‘i. I avtobus mu kupija. Skoka preku pruga! Ko avtoto negovo, nema marka druga. Negoviot {inobus, i bez {ini †{iba#, a xipot, pak, tipski, pliva kako riba. So raketa saka niz gora da {eta. So velosiped se tokmi ≠ za druga planeta! U[TE „MALKU“... Porcija sladoled, mu donele na eden slon. A toj pora~al samo u{te pet top~iwa od po eden ton. SAKAM KNIGA... Knigata e dobar drugar. Zaedno sme ~esto. Vo sobata moja ≠ ima svoe mesto. Od nea si u~am prikazni i pesni. So nea denovite se vedri i lesni. Mi ja ~ita tate. Mi ja ~ita mama. Bukvi {tom nau~am ≠ }e si ~itam sama. STIHOVI ZA KNIGATA Zo{to ova e vaka, a ne taka, }e ti ka‘e taa, zemi ja v raka. Za nea nema tajna. Knigata e mnoguznajna. Taa }e te pou~i za s¡, {to e za †da#, {to e za †ne#. Za nea nema tajna. Knigata e mnoguznajna. Toa {to bilo i mo‘e da bide, {to e sega i {to ide. Za nea nema tajna. Knigata e mnoguznajna. Kolku? Kade? Kako? Dali? S¡ e zbrano vo bukvite mali. Za nea nema tajna. Knigata e mnoguznajna. RASKAZI I SKAZNI PODAROK I BAKNE@ Tatkoto se vrati od rabota. Majkata i deteto go pre~ekaa na vratata. ≠ Sin ti deneska be{e poslu{en! ≠ majkata go pofali deteto. ≠ O, bravo! ≠ se izraduva tatkoto. ≠ Idi, tato ne{to }e ti dade! ≠ mu {epna taa na nivnoto mileni~e. Deteto trgna. Trgna, pa podzastana. Gleda{e zbuneto. Ta tatko mu ni{to ne dr‘e{e vo racete! Poleka dojde do tatka si. O~ekuva{e. Vo prvo vreme tatko mu u{te pove}e se zbuni. Stoe{e. Razmisluva{e. †[to da mu dadam na detevo? Ne nosam ni{to, prazni race, prazni xebovi... Ne{to da mu vetam? Toa sega ~eka. Ne!# Druga misla, poubava, posilna, vo istiot mig mu se javi. Gi ra{iri racete {iroko, kako celiot svet da go otkriva pred nego, i go bakna. ≠ Eve, sine, od tato ≠ eden bakne‘! ≠ re~e. I go bakna. Roditelot sekoga{ ima ne{to da dade. I koga ne nosi podarok. A i koga nosi, bakne‘ot ja zgolemuva vrednosta na podarokot za sto pati, za iljada pati, za iljada po iljada pati!  Prviot den majka mu go odvede Zlatko v gradinka. I vtoriot den majka mu go odvede Zlatko v gradinka. I tretiot den majka mu go odvede. I ~etvrtiot. A pettiot den Zlatko re~e: ≠ Mamo, deneska jas tebe }e te vodam v gradinka, a ne ti mene! I ja fati majka si za raka. I ja povede. Koga stignaa pred vlezot na gradinkata, Zlatko ja pu{ti rakata na majka si i £ re~e: ≠ Mamo, sega odi sama na rabota, no po rabotata ne zaboravaj da dojde{ da te odvedam doma.  Sovetuvaj}i go kako da se odnesuva vo gradinkata, tatko mu mu zboruva{e na Nikol~e: ≠ Da bide{ miren i poslu{en, sine. Da postapuva{ po upatstvata na u~itelkata. Pritoa, ~esto mu povtoruva{e: ≠ [to pravat site de~iwa, toa i ti! Nikol~e ve}e gi nau~i napamet poukite od tatka si. Kako pesni~ka. ≠ Koga site redat kocki... ≠ }e po~ne{e tatko mu. ≠ ...Da redam i jas, ≠ }e dopolne{e Nikol~e. ≠ Koga site slu{aat {to raska‘uva u~itelkata... ≠ ...Da slu{am i jas. ≠ Koga site jadat... ≠ ...Da jadam i jas. ≠ Koga site crtaat... ≠ ...Da crtam i jas. ≠ Koga site peat... ≠ ...Da peam i jas. A, eden den, tatko mu strogo mu re~e: ≠ Nikol~e! Denes si bil nemiren vo gradinkata. A stopati sum ti rekol: [to pravat site, toa i ti!? ≠ Pa, taka pravev, tato, ≠ odgovori Nikol~e. ≠ Site bea nemirni, bev nemiren i jas.  [to e crno? Crna e no}ta. Crna e tablata. Crn e jaglenot. Crna e i sobata koga }e snema struja. Crni se maslinkite. Crna e zemjata crnozem. Crna e i {amijata na baba Dana. Crni se ~evlite. I o~iwata na nekoi de~iwa se crni. I nekoi ma~iwa. I crni me~iwa. Crni se sa\|ite. Crna e ozdola i va{ata tava. Crn e katranot. Crno e crniloto. Crno kako crnica. Crno kako ribizla. Kako zrela kapina. Crna e i crnkata vo okoto... A najcrno e koga s¡ ti se ~ini crno. A belo, {to e? Bel e denot. Bela e kredata. Bel e tavanot. Bel e renot. Belo e beliloto na majkite. Belo e jagneto na @arko. Beli se bradite na dedovcite. Belo e cve}enceto bela rada. Bela e pandelkata {to ja nosi Rada. Beli se pove}eto od ovcite. Beli se cvetovite na cre{ite. Bel e i Bel~o. I belkata na jajceto. I pamukot e bel. I mlekoto e belo. Belo kako var. Belo kako {e}er. Belo kako belutrak. I zeleniot breg e ≠ bel. Zo{to tolku ~udenki v glava, golemi kako breg? I zeleniot breg e bel, da! Bel e koga e pokrien so sneg!  Oblekuvaj}i go xemper~eto, Elena se spletka. Go oble~e naopaku. Nekoi od nejzinite vrsni~iwa £ se smeeja. ¥ pristapi Elpida i £ pomogna pravilno da se oble~e. Utredenta, Emil, koj prethodniot den najmnogu £ se smee{e na Elena, se spletka oblekuvaj}i go svoeto xemper~e. Mu pristapi Elena i mu pomogna pravilno da se oble~e. Nikoj ne se nasmea. Samo nekoi deca se podzamislija.  Majka mu go ubeduva Zlatko da vleze vo kadi~kata, da go izbawa. Toj bega. Pla~e. Ne saka. ≠ Eve, gledaj! Tvoeto {at~e vleze vo kadi~kata... ≠ mu veli majka mu i ja spu{ta vo vodata edna od igra~kite na Zlatko. Zlatko zastanuva. Se zagleduva vo {at~eto koe veselo pliva. ≠ Eve, i ververi~kata. I taa saka da se izbawa, ≠ veli majkata i stava u{te edna igra~ka vo vodata. Zlatko pristapuva i po~na da stava vo vodata i drugi igra~ki. I ma~e i ku~e, i prase i zaja~e. I avtomobil, i kofi~ka, i lopatka, i plasti~ni kocki... I ≠ vnatre natrupa tolku mnogu igra~ki, {to potoa vo kadi~kata nema{e mesto za nego. Zafateno!  Nikol~e crta vo blok~eto. Pred nego ≠ cel kup boi~ki, ostrilki, gumi, a zad nego ≠ tatko mu. Stoi i ja nadgleduva rabotata na maliot umetnik. Denot e son~ev i topol, a odedna{ ≠ grom od vedro nebo; pra{aweto na Nikol~e: ≠ Tato, ima li zelena ververi~ka? ≠ [to ti tekna?! ≠ se iznenadi tatkoto. ≠ A sina ververi~ka, dali postoi nekade? ≠ Ne postoi! ≠ A crvena, ima li? ≠ Nema. ≠ Rozova? ≠ Nema ni rozova. ≠ Ni bela? ≠ Ni bela. ≠ A modra ververi~ka? Ima? ≠ Vidi go ti nego; modra?! Ta ververi~ka e toa, a ne modar patlixan! ≠ Jas ubavo te pra{uvam... ≠ Ne si male~ok, da zboruva{ takvi gluposti! ≠ go krena glasot tatkoto. ≠ Zar ne znae{ koja boja e ververi~kata?! ≠ Znam. Kafeava, ≠ odgovori Nikol~e. ≠ Pa, zo{to toga{ pra{uva{?! ≠ Zatoa {to kafeavata boi~ka sum ja zagubil nekade, ≠ objasni Nikol~e ≠ a ververi~kata {to ja nacrtav mora da ja obojam! „“ Edna babi~ka, so o~ila i so vle~ki na nozete, go pra{a svoeto vnu~e: ≠ Saka{ li da ti raska‘am prikazna? ≠ Sakam, babo! Babi~kata po~na da raska‘uva: ≠ Dodeka bile novi, zdravi, edni detski ~izmi~ki postojano mol~ele. Gazele sekade, bez da re~at †ah#, †of#, ili †lele#! Ni{to, ni{to ne zboruvale! ≠ A podocna? [to se slu~ilo? Progovorile li? ≠ pra{a detenceto. ≠ Zinale i, taka zinati, vezden ofkale: †Ne sakame do‘d! Ne sakame sneg! Ne sakame kal!# ≠ Da ne nastinale? Da ne se razbolele? ≠ sneveseleno pra{a vnu~eto. ≠ Tolku mnogu se razbolele, {to morale da odat kaj svojot †lekar#! ≠ ta‘no izusti babata. ≠ Koj e toj lekar? ≠ u{te povozbudeno pra{a deteto. ≠ ^evlarot! ≠ odgovori babata i se nasmevna.  Zlatko i majka mu izlegoa po prodavnicite. ≠ [to saka{ da ti kupam, Zlatko? Saka{ li jakna so krzno? ≠ Ne, mamo. Sakam igra~ka. ≠ Ama, sega e studeno... ≠ Ako, mamo, igra~kata }e me gree. ≠ Kako toa: igra~kata }e te gree?! ≠ Pa, taka, mamo. Kupi mi runtavo me~e. Me~e so krznence. ]e go gu{nam, i ubavo }e me stopli.  Koga Nikol~e }e vikne ≠ ~uvaj gi u{nite tapan~iwa! Tolku †slabo# mu e glas~eto. ≠ Mamoooo! Sakam... †[to li }e pobara sega?# ≠ pomisli majka mu i se seti na negovite, ponekoga{, krajno neostvarlivi ‘elbi. Na primer: stap, tolku golem, {to }e gi rasteruva oblacite, ili podmornica so koja bi plival pod mrazot na Vardar za da im uka‘uva pomo{ na smrznatite ribi. Me\|utoa, ovojpat ‘elbata na Nikol~e be{e sosem ostvarliva. ≠ Sakam lep~e so puter~e, ≠ re~e, i dodade: ≠ I piperka. Majka mu se iznenadi: ≠ I piperka!? ≠ Dava{ ili ne dava{!? ≠ ]e ti dadam de, ne luti se vedna{... ≠ Nemam vreme za gubewe! Majka mu vedna{ mu donese od baraniot i nama~kaniot leb. ≠ Eve ti lep~e i puter~e... A, kakva piperka saka{? Od tur{ija, ili od su{enite? ≠ Podobro od su{enite. ≠ Da ne e luta, neli? ≠ Mo‘e i luta... †[to mu stana na detevo!? ≠ pomisli majka mu. ≠ Ni blaga piperka ne sakal da vidi, a sega i luta ne mu pre~i! Sigurno premnogu ogladnelo; cel den si igra po snegot...# Nikol~e go goltna lep~eto vo nekolku zalaka. ≠ A piperkata? ≠ pra{a za~udeno majka mu. ≠ [to piperkata?! ≠ odgovori Nikol~e, izleguvaj}i nadvor. ≠ Ja zedov za nos na sne{koto {to go pravime so Veni. – Ve}e cel ~as tatko mu ja vle~e sankata po igrali{teto. Nikol~e sedi na nea i vika: ≠ Posilno, tato! U{te posilno! Igrali{teto ramno; sankata ne odi sama; a Nikol~e komanduva: ≠ Zgolemi ja brzinata! Tatko mu se izmori, Nikol~e ≠ ne! ≠ Dosta kako ‘elka, sakam brzo kako elen... Iako ve}e ispoten, voza~ot ne priznava zamor. ≠ Moment! Da napolnime gorivo! ≠ se snajde toj. Zastana kraj edno drvo. ≠ Eve ja benzinskata pumpa! Napolnija. Sankata ≠ ekspres svrte nekolku krugovi i odnovo zastana. ≠ ^ekaj, pak da zememe gorivo! Taka nekolku pati. Patnikot negoduva. Voza~ot go uspokojuva: ≠ [to se mo‘e? Bez gorivo ≠ ni{to!.. Nabrgu sankata ≠ ekspres po~na po sekoj krug da zastanuva kraj drvoto. Toga{ Nikol~e predlo‘i: ≠ Ne ~ini ova gorivo, tato! Mnogu brzo se tro{i. Ajde da odime na vistinska pumpa da napolnime!  Proletta nabli‘uva{e i ve}e ima{e ubavi denovi za pro{etki. Dodeka majkata i tatkoto zdivnuvaa od dolgoto pe{a~ewe na ze-lenata klupa vo parkot, @arko si zaigra so nekolku deca pod edno drvo, koe u{te ne be{e razzeleneto. Otsekade se ~uvstvuva{e pristignuvaweto na proletta, no i prisustvoto na zimata, koja s¢ u{te ja nema{e simnato belata obleka od okolnite planini. Po izvesno vreme, @arko dotr~a. ≠ Zo{to se vrati, sine? ≠ Mnogu mi zastude na ra~iwata. [to sega? Rakavicite ne gi nosea. Majka mu vedna{ go fati za ednoto ra~e. Tatko mu za drugoto. Cvrsto gi stegnaa. I ≠ mu gi stoplija obete. Koga go sfati toa, @arko odu{eveno izvika: ≠ Mamo! Tate! Vi blagodaram! Va{ite race se najtopli rakavici! Tie me great pove}e od s¡! I, navistina, nikade na svetov nema poubavi i potopli rakavici od racete na mama i tato!  V selo, ta znaete i sami, {to da vi ka‘uvam, nema prodavnici ≠ cve}arnici, kako onie vo gradovite. Tamu cve}arnici se poljanite, livadite, gradinite, {umite, ridovite. Bor~e, ne go znaete? ]e vi go pretstavam, najkratko {to mo‘e: Vredno, bistro dete. Sekoja godina, od livada, od poljana, vo martovski dni, na majka si £ nosi po nekoe cvete. A ovojpat, tokmu na Osmi mart, vra}ajki se doma, za ~udo, ne najde jagliki, ni ka~unki, ni sinoli~ki rascvetani! Prirodata }e docni vo planiweto, ili, pak, Bor~e, pri pro{etkata vo okolinata, ne gi minal vistinskite mesta? So te{ko srce, no {to da pravi, so prazni race si dojde doma. A tamu, pod streata, kraj skalite, kakvo iznenaduvawe, kakov pre~ek! Trepkaat liv~iwa beli! Ima li zborovi za opis na naj ≠ ubavinata? U{te od vrata, †na majka li~en#, taka taa ~esto mu veli, veselo i vikna, glasno £ javi: ≠ Mamo, vide li, za tebe procvetalo prvoto koki~e vo gradinata!  Na edna {umska sve~enost, se sobrale ~udni gosti: Hrabriot zajak. ^esniot volk. Mrzlivata mravka. Vredniot bumbar. Brzata ‘elka. ^istata sviwa. Glupavata lisica. Dobrata zmija. Potoa: edna riba koja ne znaela da pliva; eden slavej koj imal edinica po peewe; edna ma~ka koja ne sakala kolbasi; eden pol‘av ≠ rekorder vo tr~awe... Se sobrale ≠ se odbrale. ^udna dru‘ina, neli? ≠ A koga se sobrale? ≠ }e pra{a nekoj. ≠ Pa, se znae: na prvi april, Denot na lagata!  Trevata bara vodi~ka, a ne ~evli~ki da ja gazat. Cve}iwata ~ekaat p~eli~ki, a ne prstiwa {to gi kinat. Drvjata sakaat nagore da se vi{at, a ne ra~iwa {to gi kr{at. Pticite sakaat da letaat vo vozduhot, a ne vo kafezi. @ivotnite sakaat livadi, planini, {umi, a ne po niv da se puka. Potocite, rekite, ezerata sakaat da ostanat bistri, a ne da se zagaduvaat. Ulicite i dvorovite sakaat ~istota, a ne otpadoci rasfrlani na site strani. I domovite va{i: ku}i, stanovi, sobi, sakaat da bidat uredni i ~isti, kako {to se ~isti va{ite ra~iwa i va{ite obras~iwa, dragi deca. A za sevo ova da bide taka, koj treba da se pogri‘i? Site vie, site nie! Neli? KAKVI PESNOPOJCI, BRE, BRE! ≠ Zo{to tolku go falat slavej~eto? ≠ se pobunil buvot. ≠ I jas mo‘am da peam kako nego! ≠ I jas mo‘am kako nego! ≠ izvikalo praseto. ≠ I jas mo‘am! ≠ se javila ‘abata. Eden den, na golema {umska priredba, gi pokanile da poka‘at {to znaat. Zastanale ednododrugo: buvot, pa praseto, pa ‘abata. Stavile i mikrofon pred niv ≠ poubavo da se slu{nat. Buvot rekol: †Bu#! Praseto reklo: †Grrr#! A ‘abata: †Kre-kre! Kre-kre!# Kakvi pesnopojci, bre, bre!!  Si bil eden nekulturen Jas Da Ka‘am. Postojano im upa\|al vo raska‘uvaweto na drugite. Nikako da prestane da se javuva nepovikan. A eden den go zamol~ale dva krenati prsta.  Sapunot postojano im zdodeval na racete: ≠ Ne~istotnici! Jas ve mijam, jas ve ~istam, jas ve peram! Sram da vi e! Vie ni{to ne mo‘ete bez mene. A koga edna{ toj padnal od ~e{mata vo kalta, dolu, racete go krenale i go izmile, za{to siot bil izvalkan.  Uzrealo grozjeto vo lozjeto na krajot od gradot. Do{lo vreme za grozdober. Drozdalecot rekol kratko: ≠ Jas }e go beram grozjeto slatko! Gavranot graknal: ≠ Ga-ga! Ne ti, tuku jas! ^avkite rekle vo ist glas: ≠ Nie go ~uvavme. Grozjeto ni pripa\|a nam! Stra~kata go ra{irila klunot: ≠ Jas }e go izedam celo! Am! Am! Vrap~iwata zaxivkale: ≠ Xiv-xiv! Bez grozjeto slatko, koj od nas bi bil ‘iv! Do{le lu\|eto i gi izbrkale napasnicite. Toga{, okolnite drvja im javile na pticite {to se razletale naokolu: ≠ Grozjeto ne vi pripa\|a vam, tuku na onie {to go zasadile i {to rabotele na nego preku cela godina! [TO ODBRALA LISICATA STRVNICA Lisicata Strvnica zastanala pred eden koko{arnik. Bila mnogu gladna. Kako da gi nadmudri koko{kite? ≠ Kokov~iwa ≠ doma}inki! Vi ide gostinka! ≠ milozlivo po~nala da se preprava. ≠ Izlezete da ja pre~ekate! Koko{kite £ go prepoznale glasot na lisicata. ≠ Vi nosi ponada: polna ko{nica {umski jagotki. Uf, kolku e te{ka! Koj }e pritr~a da ja podzeme? Koko{kite mol~ele. Koga lisicata po~nala da tropa po koko{arnikot i da gi vika koko{kite, se javil petelot: ≠ Ne vikaj gi, kuma liso. Ne se tuka... ≠ A kade se?! ≠ Otidoa da podgotvat ne{to za tebe. ≠ [to? ≠ Mi rekoa da te pra{am. Ti da ka‘e{ {to saka{... Da re~eme, pe~ena koko{ka? Mo‘e li, a? Lisicata podzastanala zbuneto. Vistinski li slu{a ili samo taka £ se pri~inuva? ≠ Pe~ena? Varena? Dinstana? Pr‘ena? ^adena? Kakva saka{? ≠ povtoril petelot. ≠ Pe~ena... ≠ Pe~ena na ‘ar ili na mraz? †Ama... ovoj, sepak, se {eguva!# ≠ pomislila lisicata. No, pustiot glad ja pritiskal i £ gi istisnuval od glavata i razumot i lukavosta. ≠ Mo‘e i pr‘ena... ≠ skromno pro{epotila taa. ≠ A so {to da ja garniraat? So pr‘eni kompiri ili so ka{a? So biber? So luk? So luto piper~e? Odbiraj! Ka‘i! ≠ Mo‘e, sekako mo‘e. Samo neka bide pobrzo gotova! ≠ nestrplivo pora~ala lisicata. ≠ Eve, vedna{! Samo u{te da go viknam kelnerot! ≠ rekol petelot i se razvikal na siot glas. ≠ Alo, kelner Avko! Dojdi brzo! Slu{nalo ku~eto Avko, i otkako sfatilo vo {to e rabotata ≠ gi viknalo lu\|eto od okolnite ku}i. Site iznado{le. Koj so stap, koj so lastegarka, koj so ne{to drugo; udri, udri po lisicata; ubavo £ ja †zapr‘ile ka{ata#. ≠ Kako e pe~eweto? ≠ ja pra{al petelot nasmeano. ≠ Vkusno li e, vaka, so ka{i~ka? ≠ Dosta mi e... Nej}am ve}e! ≠ piskala lisicata. ≠ More, jadi u{te... Mo‘e{ da izdr‘i{! Ta, zasiti se edna{ ≠ zasekoga{! ≠ £ pora~alo ku~eto za razdelba. VASKINATA NOVA OBLEKA Vaska ima mnogu fustan~iwa. Raznobojni. Novi. ^isti. Ispegla-ni. Treba nekoe da oble~e. Koe? ≠ Ne go sakam ova!.. Ne go sakam ova!.. Ne go sakam ova!.. Vaska tupka so novite ~evli~ki i edno po edno gi frla na podot. Fustan~iwata se nalutija. Za mig se prestorija vo stari, stutkani, partalavi fustan~iwa. ≠ A sega, n¡ saka{ li? ≠ ja pra{aa tie. Vaska pocrvene i ja snema od sobata. Na nejzinoto mesto stoe{e edno drugo devoj~e koe nema{e {to da oble~e. ≠ Kolku ubavi fustan~iwa! ≠ re~e taa. ≠ ]e gi odnesam doma za mama da gi ispere, da gi zakrpi i ispegla, a potoa ubavo }e se doteram! I ≠ otide. Duri potoa se vrati Vaska. Gi krena od podot nejzinite raznobojni, novi, ~isti i ispeglani fustan~iwa. Oble~e edno od niv i nasmeana izleze na pro{etka.  Proletnite cve}iwa, kukurekot i ka~unkata se skarale okolu toa koe od niv poprvo da rascveta. ≠ Jas moram da bidam prv! ≠ rekol kukurekot, pozelenuvaj}i od bes. ≠ E, ne ti, tuku jas! ≠ rekla ka~unkata, ‘olteej}i od lutina. I dodeka kukurekot i ka~unkata se karale, karale, koki~eto ve}e go ra{irilo svoeto rascvetano belo fustan~e. Site mu se raduvale i voshituvale! DRAMATIZACII (PIESKI, EDNO^INKI)  (Dve deca, so izvalkani race, minuvaat pokraj eden neodvitkan sapun). SAPUN: (Gi vika) Ej, vie! JON^E: Nekoj n¢ vika? DAN^O: Koj e toj? SAPUN: Jas. JON^E: Koj si ti? DAN^O: Nie ne te poznavame. JON^E: Kolku e ~udno oble~en! Vo hartien mantil?! DAN^O: Na nego ne{to pi{uva! SAPUN: Pro~itajte i }e doznaete s¢ za mene. JON^E: No, nie ne znaeme da ~itame. DAN^O: Nie ne odime na u~ili{te, tuku vo gradinka. SAPUN: Oho ≠ ho! Odete vo gradinka! Toga{, imam posebna ~est da se zapoznam so vas! JON^E: Jas sum Jon~e. DAN^O: Jas Dan~o. SAPUN: Jas sum Sapun~e. Dajte si gi racete. Da staneme prijateli. (Jon~e i Dan~o gi podavaat racete). SAPUN: (Zabele‘uvaj}i kolku im se izvalkani racete, naglo ja povlekuva podadenata raka) A≠i≠i!? JON^E: Zo{to se povle~e? DAN^O: Zar ne saka{ da se rakuvame? SAPUN: Ne sakam. JON^E: Zo{to? SAPUN: Zatoa {to vi se izvalkani racete. DAN^O: (Ta‘no) Pa, {to da pravime? Koj }e ni pomogne da ni bidat ~isti? SAPUN: [tom e taka, i {tom sakate da bideme drugari, jas }e vi pomognam. JON^E I DAN^O: (Se raduvaat) Uraaa! SAPUN: Prvin pomognete mi da se soble~am. (Jon~e i Dan~o ja simnuvaat hartijata od sapunot). SAPUN: Taaaka! Sega, ajde so mene. Pravo vo bawata! JON^E: Jas }e bidam prv! DAN^O: Ne, jas prv! SAPUN: Eden po eden, ne turkajte se! JON^E: Da se fatime cvrsto za racete! DAN^O: Mo‘e li, Sapun~e? SAPUN^E: Mo‘e. I samo taka na{eto drugaruvawe }e pote~e kako vodata od ~e{mata! (Jon~e i Dan~o ja pu{taat ~e{mi~kata i ubavo si gi izmivaat racete so sapunot). RECITATOR: ^isti race ima Ace. Ice ~isto lice. Gorast ~ist obraz. Dali gi vide? A najdobro kako e, znae{, neli? Sekomu s¢ ~isto da mu bide!  MAJKA: Supata e gotova. Eve go ~ini~eto, eve go la‘i~eto. Ajde, mila! Koj saka{ da te hrani? Mama? DETE: Ne. TATKO: Tate? DETE: Ne. BATKO: Bate? DETE: Ne. BABA: Baba? DETE: Ne. DEDO: Dedo? DETE: Ne. MAJKA: Ne mama, ne tate, ne bate, ne baba, ne dedo!? Toga{, koj saka{ da te hrani, }erko! Ka‘i na mama! DETE: Nikoj, mamo. Sakam da jadam ≠ sama! ZA OVO[JETO, ZA ESENTA I... ZA U[TE NE[TO (Ovo{na gradina vo esen). I DETE: Kolku se ubavi esenskite jabolki! Crveni, so~ni, vkusni... II DETE: I kru{ite! M-m-m-m! I DETE: A, pak, slivite! Onie, modrite... II DETE: Mama sekoga{ od niv pravi marmalad! I DETE: Jas i duwi mnogu sakam. I tie zreat vo esen. II DETE: Dedo i baba imaat lozje. I sekoja esen odime kaj niv na grozdober. Grozje, grozje, celi ko{evi! I DETE: A jas, pak, koga idam kaj baba i dedo na selo, znae{ li {to beram? [umski plodovi. Malini, kapini, drenki, borovinki... II DETE: Sum piel sokovi od niv. Navistina se prekrasni. I DETE: Seto toa esenta nam ni go dava! III DETE: (Pred toa samo slu{a{e i mol~e{e. Sega naglo se vklu~uva vo razgovorot) ^ekajte, i jas ne{to da ka‘am! Vie tolku mnogu ja falite esenta i nejzinite plodovi, a zaboravivte deka i vo prolet zree ne{to {to go nema naesen. I DETE: Znam {to. Jagodite. III DETE: I cre{ite. II DETE: Ako e taka, cre{i ima i preku letoto. I vi{ni. III DETE: I kajsii, i praski, i grozje. I jabolki ≠ petrovki. I DETE: I lubenici, i diwi. II DETE: No, lubenici i diwi ima preku cela esen. Duri, toga{ ≠ najmnogu. Celi ridovi stojat na pazarite! I DETE: Esenta ni dava i praski, i nekoi drugi ovo{ja {to gi ima i lete, no taa, samo taa ni dari mu{muli, kosteni, le{nici. III DETE: Gledam deka †navivate# za esenta. Nema tuka {to. No, ne e pravo: i zimata sosema ja zaboravivme! II DETE: Vo zimata ≠ plodovi!? E, toa dosega ne sum slu{nal! Od kade? III DETE: Od teglite. Od zimnicata. Od slatkata. Od zamrznuva~ite. Od su{enite ovo{ja. (Site glasno se smeat i rakopleskaat). SITE: Bezbroj plodovi ni nosi{. Koj ti dade tolku sila? Esen, esen, zlatokrila, mnogu si ni zlatna, mila! PRIKAZNA SO BROEVI (Pieskava e zamislena kako igra vo koja sekoe dete, pri negovoto raska‘uvawe, treba da vklopuva po eden broj ≠ onaka kako {to sledat). I DETE: Eden den, II DETE: vo du}anot broj dva na {iva~ot E{ko, III DETE: skrien me\|u tri kamewa IV DETE: i me\|u ~etiri grmu{ki od dren, V DETE: nekoj tropna pet pati: ~uk ≠ ~uk ≠ ~uk ≠ ~uk ≠ ~uk! VI DETE: Vleze {arenata [atka ≠ Patka diva, grakliva kako {est drugi {atki, VII DETE: nakitena so perduvi vo sedum boi, VIII DETE: i pora~a osum bundi od krzno od lisici za {at~iwata svoi. IX DETE: Mesto pari, ostavi devet vozdi{ki te{ki, X DETE: i si prodol‘i doma pe{ki, pravej}i deset krivini levo ≠ desno, pravo ≠ krivo. XI DETE: A koga minaa edinaeset denono}ija od pora~kata, I DETE: vo dvanaeset ~asot, to~no na pladne, [atka dojde i ≠ {to }e vidi? Naokolu ≠ ni{to ‘ivo! II DETE: Na trinaeset mesta okolu du}anot na E{ko, stoe{e napi{ano: III DETE: †Zatvoreno e so ~etirinaeset katanci poradi nemawe materijal za {iewe!# IV DETE: E, ajde de, sega, umen bidi! Se mislela, se mislela {to da pravi, petnaeset denovi celi, bez spiewe. V DETE: A na denot pod sledniov broj, {esnaeset, neli, VI DETE: [atka ≠ Patka zaedno so sedumnaeset nejzini prijateli, {at~iwa i {atki, {areni, sivi, beli, VII DETE: trgnale na dale~en pat, preku osumnaeset planini, VIII DETE: preku devetnaeset gori, IX DETE: preku dvaeset reki, X DETE: preku mostovi... gradovi... sela... XI DETE: Ka‘i broj! Kolku mostovi, gradovi, sela? Po dvaeset, koj broj sledi? X DETE: (Gi kreva ramenicite) Ne mo‘am da se setam! I DETE: Toga{, ovde, sega, na{iot sinxir se skinuva, na{eto broewe se prekinuva, na{ata igra zavr{uva. II DETE: (Kon publikata) No, ako, vie, drugar~iwa, znaete i sami da broite, prodol‘ete ja prikaznava sami! III DETE: Sekoe od vas neka nau~i broj po broj do beskraj da redi! RECITATOR: Od eden do deset, {tom izbroi Vesna, s¢ natamu ve}e ≠ }e odi ko pesna. VOL[EBNI BOI^KI – VO VREDNI RACE SIMONA: Koja boi~ka tebe ti e najistro{ena, Ana? ANA: Sinata, Simona. SIMONA: Zo{to tokmu sinata? ANA: Kako †zo{to#? Za{to so nea crtam i bojam najgolemi ne{ta. SIMONA: Zar sinoli~kite gi smeta{ za najgolemi ne{ta? ANA: A rekite? A ezerata? A moriwata? A neboto? Kolku sino treba za niv? SIMONA: Da napolni{ celo more, ej, navistina treba mnogu! ANA: A, pak, za sinoto i {irno nebo ≠ i da ne zboruvame! SIMONA: Jas naj~esto crtam livadi, treva i drvja, i zatoa najistro{ena boi~ka mi e zelenata. ZLATKO: A mene, ‘oltata. Na sekoj crte‘ imam sonce. SIMONA: (Razmisluva) Kolku e interesno! ZLATKO: (Mislej}i deka na nego se odnesuva zabele{kata) Zo{to interesno?! Sonce kako sonce! SIMONA: Ne toa, tuku drugo razmisluvam. Zamislete: kolku sonca }e izlezat od edna mala boi~ka!? ANA: Bezbroj! SIMONA: Kolku reki, ezera i moriwa }e †iste~at# od edna sina boi~ka!? ZLATKO: Kolku treva i drvja }e †niknat# od edna zelena! ANA: Kolku jagniwa }e se †rodat# od edna bela boi~ka! SIMONA: I kolku zaja~iwa od edna siva! ZLATKO: I kolku crni me~ki }e †izlezat# od edna crna boi~ka! (So crna boi~ka vo raka, imitiraj}i me~ka zdadena so {epite) Bu-u -u! ANA: Pa, ova e neverojatno! [to s¡ mo‘at edni boi~ki da napravat! SIMONA: Ovie na{i boi~ki mora da se vol{ebni! ZLATKO: Da £ ka‘eme na u~itelkata? ANA: Ajde! SIMONA: (Glasno) U~itelke, na{ive boi~ki se vol{ebni! Tie mo‘at da napravat s¡! U^ITELKA: Da, mili, vol{ebni se. (Decata pleskaat so ra~iwata). U^ITELKA: No, vol{ebni se i va{ite race, za{to bez niv, boi~kite sami, ne bi mo‘ele da napravat ni{to, ni{to! RECITATOR: Vol{ebni se, vol{ebni se, vol{ebni se, znaj! Na decata ≠ ra~iwata, vol{ebni se, aj! ^IE E STOL^ETO? (Zanimalna. Na po~etokot na ovoj nastan, u~itelkata ne e prisutna). ILE: (Naluteno pristapuva) Ej, Mile, si sednal na moeto stol~e! MILE: Na tvoeto stol~e!? (Stanuva). ILE: Da, na moeto! MILE: A od kade znae{ deka e tvoeto? ILE: Go poznavam. MILE: Po {to go poznava{? ILE: Po toa {to e drveno. MILE: Pa, i moeto e drveno! A drugo? ILE: [to drugo? MILE: Po {to drugo go poznava{ tvoeto stol~e? Po toa {to slu‘i za sedewe? ILE: Da, i po toa. MILE: Pa, i moeto e za sedewe. Za le‘ewe si imame krevet~iwa... ILE: Go poznavam i po toa {to e malo. MILE: I moeto e malo. Site se mali. Gledaj! ILE: I po bojata. @olta. MILE: I moeto e ‘olto. ILE: Go poznavam, go poznavam... i po toa {to e moe! (I dvete deca go dr‘at stol~eto i go vle~at nakaj sebe). MILE: I moeto e moe! ILE: Ama, ova ne e tvoe, tuku moe! MILE: E, moe e! ILE: E, ne e. Moe e! SIMONA: Ama, ~ekajte, drugar~iwa! Ne karajte se. Ovde ima u{te dve stol~iwa. Prazni. ILE i MILE: Prazni?! SIMONA: I prazni, i novi, i drveni, i mali, i ‘olti. (Ile i Mile tr~aat kon stol~iwata). ILE: (Go zema ednoto) Ova e moeto! MILE: (Go zema drugoto) Ova e moeto! (Vo momentot koga tie, so stol~iwa v race, se vra}aat kon nivnite masi~ki, naiduva u~itelkata. Stol~eto, za koe se raspravaa Ile i Mile, stoi srede zanimalnata i u~itelkata nasetuva {to mo‘elo da se slu~i). U^ITELKATA: ^ie e ova stol~e, deca? (Site mol~at i poglednuvaat kon Ile i Mile). U^ITELKATA: Aj, da vidime koj nema stol~e. Ima @ivko, Simona, Marija, Marko, Gorjan, Zlatko, Mimoza, Ana, Ivan, Kate, Stefan, Veni, Ile, Mile... SITE: Site imame, u~itelke! U^ITELKATA: Zna~i, ima edno stol~e pove}e? Ni~ie! E, toga{, nego }e go kaznime denes. Neka stoi prazno, za{to samo istr~alo ovde i za{to saka raspravii! RECITATOR: Ima bezbroj prikazni na ovaa tema! Ne luti se za ni{to. od †luto# ≠ f-f-f, polza nema! ZIMSKA {EGA BABA: [to nosime zime? I VNU^E: Bundi~ka. II VNU^E: ^izmi~ki. III VNU^E: Debeli ~orapi na nozete. I VNU^E: [al~e okolu vratot. II VNU^E: [apka na glavata. III VNU^E: Rakavici na racete. BABA: I, {to u{te nosime zime? I VNU^E: Nosime i ≠ crveni nosiwa! (Site se smeat). I VNU^E: Da, ne smejte se! Zime nosiwata ~esto ni se zacrveneti od studot i vetrot, neli? II i III VNU^E: Taka e! BABA: Pa, {tom e taka, toga{, so zdravje da si gi nosite! JAS ZNAM... MARKO: Site znaeme {to e deneska. MARIJA: Prvi april, Den na {egata. SIMONA: Pa, ajde da se {eguvame i nie. Da slu{neme ne{to najsme{no, najneverojatno, naj~udno... ZLATKO: Jas }e ka‘am ne{to takvo. Jas znam edna ~inija koja nikoga{ ne jadela supa. S¡ drugi £ ja izeduvale. IGOR: Jas znam, pak, eden sapun koj nikoga{ ne si gi izmil racete. IL^O: Jas znam eden prekrasen, no zavidliv cvet, koj mu zaviduva i na najgolemiot smet. ANA: Jas znam eden kompjuter koj na prsti poka‘uva kolku godini ima. VER^E: Jas znam edno dete koe se budi samo koga odi da si legne. BORKA: Jas znam edna tolku brza brzozborka, {to nikoj ne mo‘e ni da ja vidi, ni da ja slu{ne. VESNA: A jas, pak, znam edna pesna {to nema ni po~etok ni kraj. @ARKO: Jas znam edna takva {ega, {to ≠ koga bi vi ja ka‘al ≠ bi se smeele na nea dodeka ste ‘ivi. FILIP: Jas ovoj pat ne mo‘am da ka‘am ni{to sme{no. MARKO: Zo{to? FILIP: Se setiv na ne{to mnogu ta‘no. MARKO: Ka‘i go barem toa? FILIP: Zamislete! Denot na {egata, Prvi april, nikoga{ ne se nasmeal! Se smeeme samo nie... MARKO: O, te{ko nemu! Te{ko nemu! I ≠ te{ko na sekoj onoj, koj ne mo‘e ili ne saka da se smee! RECITATOR: Treti april nekni, dade ~esen zbor: toj na prvi april }e stignel ≠ vtor! CVE]IWATA I SONCETO SONCETO: Dren~e ≠ ven~e, ti glasniku proleten! Koj ti dade ‘olta boja za cve}iwata tvoi? DRENOT: Ti mi ja dade, sonce milo! Ta koj drug? SONCETO: Ka~unke, ka~unke, koj ti ja dade ‘oltata boja? KA^UNKATA: Ti mi ja dade, sonce moe! SONCETO: A tebe, mimozo? MIMOZATA: Pak ti, sonce na{e! SONCETO: Jaglike, jaglike, koj ti ja dade ‘oltata boja? JAGLIKATA: Ti mi ja dade, sonce li~no! SONCETO: Narcisu, narcisu, zo{to si tolku ‘olt? NARCISOT: Za da li~am na tebe, sonce drago! SONCETO: Gluvar~e, gluvar~e, koj ti ja dade ‘oltata boja? GLUVAR^ETO: Ti mi ja dade, soncence! Ti! SONCETO: Son~ogledu, son~ogledu, koj ti ja dade ‘oltata boja? SON^OGLEDOT: Ti, sonce moe. Ti, sonce milo. CVE]IWATA: Sonce, sonce, a tebe koj ti ja dade ‘oltata boja? SONCETO: Vie site, zaedno, mi ja dadovte, li~ni cve}iwa moi! PILIWATA I KOKO{KATA I PILE: Zamislete, brat~iwa i sestri~ki moi! Si {etam jas taka, samo, niz ku}ata svoja i, odedna{, gledam: polna ko{nica jajca ≠ so crvena boja! II i III PILE: Ne e mo‘no! Ne e mo‘no! I PILE: Crveni kako ‘ar, koga vi velam! Kako bulka! @imi lulka! II i III PILE: Ne e mo‘no! Ne e mo‘no! IV PILE: I jas sum so niv slo‘no! Pa, neli, site jajca se beli! Site {to gi nese majka ni, i nejzinite sestri ≠ koko{ki! V PILE: I nie ne sme svileni: od beli jajca sme ispileni! II PILE: A tie, crvenite, vo ko{ni~kata, da ne se slu~ajno od potpolo{ki? III PILE: Ili: da ne se dojdeni, so raketa, od nekoja druga planeta? I PILE: Ene ja mama, da ja pra{ame nea. V PILE: A ne vaka da naga\|ame, za ‘iva smea! KOKO[KA: (Doa\|a) [to e? Zo{to se sobravte? Kade }e odite? Ili samo taka, razgovor vodite? I PILE: N¡ ~udat onie, crvenite jajca, vo ko{ni~kata {to stojat!? II PILE: Koj gi snese, mamo, so takva boja? KOKO[KA: (Se smee) A, toa li ve ma~i?! Sega }e vi ka‘am {to toa zna~i! III PILE: Kakva tajna vo toa se krie? Nikako da pogodime nie! KOKO[KA: Nema tajna, pri~inata e edna: jajcava gi bojosa za praznikot na{ata doma}inka vredna. V PILE: Toga{, predlagam, odluka da doneseme: koga }e porasneme, nie sakame sekoj den ≠ crveni jajca da neseme! KOKO[KA: E, ne mo‘e, piliwa moi! Ne e sekoj den ≠ Veligden! NA VIKEND I DETE: Gi izedov solenkite... II DETE: Jas bonbonite... III DETE: Jas }eseto †smoki#... IV DETE: I }eseto go izede?! III DETE: Ne {eguvaj se. Eve go prazno... V DETE: I mene od †euro-kremot# mi ostana prazno kuti~e! VI DETE: I mene od sok~eto {to go ispiv. VII DETE: I mene od jogurtot. IV DETE: I, {to sega so niv? I DETE: Komu da gi dademe? II DETE: Kade da gi frlime? III DETE: Vo ko{nicite za otpadoci? V DETE: No, ovde nema takvo ne{to. VI DETE: Toga{, da gi frlime koj kade }e stigne? IV DETE: Lele, kolku }e ja razubavime prirodata! VII DETE: Ne, drugar~iwa, toa ne e re{enie! Nikako! I DETE: Toa bi bilo sramota za nas. II DETE: Pa, {to da pravime so niv? III DETE: Da gi vratime doma? IV DETE: Mo‘e i taka. Zo{to ne? Tie i onaka prazni ne te‘at. V DETE: ]e gi odneseme dotamu do kade {to ima ko{ni~ki za otpadoci i posle ≠ lesno... VII DETE: Tate mi ka‘uval deka vo nekoi zemji, vakvite otpadoci, izletnicite gi zakopuvale v zemja. IV DETE: I toa e dobro. No, nema so {to da kopame... III DETE: Toga{, }e gi vratime nazad?.. I DETE: Pravo vo ustite na ko{ni~kite za otpadoci! II DETE: Tie †jadat# i se sladat so kuti~iwa, }esiwa, hartii... III DETE: Am-am-am! Mav }e gi storat! IV DETE: U{te †pogladni# i †poopasni# se onie, golemite... Kontejnerite. V DETE: Kon-tej-ner. Malku pote{ko e da se zapomni negovoto ime. IV DETE: Imeto, mo‘ebi, i ne mora, no namenata negova ≠ mora da se znae! SITE: Po izletot, segde da ostane ~isto. Poleto, rit~eto, pak da bide isto! NATPREVAR VO GRADINATA GULAB: Slu{na li za natprevarot {to se slu~i nekni vo na{ata gradina? VRAP^E: Koj natprevar? GULAB: Natprevarot vo vle~ewe ja‘e. VRAP^E: Me\|u kogo? GULAB: Me\|u zelen~ukot i ovo{jeto. VRAP^E: Me\|u zelen~ukot i ovo{jeto?! GULAB: Da. VRAP^E: Interesen natprevar, navistina! GULAB: Mnogu, mnogu interesen... VRAP^E: Me interesira: koj nastapi na stranata na zelen~ukot? GULAB: Domatot, piperkata, kompirot, zelkata, lukot, kromidot, gravot, gra{okot, spana}ot, morkovot i zelenata salata. VRAP^E: A na stranata na ovo{jeto, koi ovo{ja u~estvuvaa? GULAB: Jagodata, cre{ata, kajsijata, praskata, jabolkoto, kru{ata, slivata, lubenicata, diwata, grozjeto i duwata. VRAP^E: I koj pobedi? Koja ekipa? GULAB: Pobedija dvete ekipi. VRAP^E: Dvete ekipi? GULAB: Podednakvo bea silni, ‘ilavi i muskulesti... VRAP^E: Zna~i, nere{eno? GULAB: Da, i takvi }e bidat i site deca, {to gi sakaat zelen~ukot i ovo{jeto i jadat dovolno od niv! BOENKATA NA SIMONA (Vra}aj}i se od rabota, majkata £ kupila boenka na svojata }erki~ka i £ ja dava). MAJKA: Poveli, zlato! DETE: O, kolku ubava boenka! MAJKA: Ti se dopa\|a, neli? DETE: Kako da ti se zablagodaram, mamo! MAJKA: So toa {to }e ja oboi{ celata, od po~etok do kraj. DETE: Vedna{ }e po~nam, mamo! Samo ne znam so kakvi boi? MAJKA: So site boi... Zavisi od toa {to boi{... DETE: So crvena boja, kako bulka. MAJKA: So zelena boja, kako zelenika. DETE: Kako treva vo mesec maj. MAJKA: So ‘olta boja, kako son~ogled, kako jaglika, kako smil. DETE: Kako sonce. MAJKA: So sina boja, kako sinoli~ka, kako sin~ec, kako zumbul. DETE: Kako reka, kako nebo. MAJKA: So bela boja, kako bela rada, kako koki~e, kako jasmin. DETE: Kako sneg. MAJKA: So crna boja kako jaglen. DETE: Kako moliv~eto moe. MAJKA: So kafeava boja, kako kafe. DETE: Kako ~okolado. MAJKA: So portokalova boja, kako neven, kako ka~unka. DETE: Kako portokal. MAJKA: So siva boja, kako pepel. DETE: Kako oblak siv... MAJKA: Zna~i, s¡ e jasno? DETE: Da. I ≠ ve}e sum nestrpliva. Po~nuvam, mamo! (Zema ‘olta i crvena boi~ka i po~nuva da boi). MAJKA: A so {to }e po~ne{? DETE: So sonce i bulka. MAJKA: Zo{to tokmu so niv? DETE: So sonceto ≠ za ve~no da ni sveti, i so bulkata ≠ podarok za tebe, mamo! RECITATOR: Trudot treba da se ceni. Rabotata ≠ da se saka. Za da sfati{ ne{to kolku vredi, napravi go sam, so svoja raka. SODR@INA PESNI Vo carstvoto na drugarstvoto .......................................................... 5 Pozdravi; Poveli, detence, pesna!; ^isto dete ................................ 6 Pet; Ajde da ve`bame ........................................................................... 7 Pismo; Esen; Listopadni i zimzeleni .............................................. 8 Koj `ivee v {uma; Do viduvawe!; Brojalka ...................................... 9 Mleko saka sekoj; Tri soveti ............................................................. 10 Rastete – rasteme; Koj {to pravi? ..................................................... 11 Lekar; Dedo Sande – ~evlar slaven ..................................................... 12 Sre}en roden den! ................................................................................ 13 Pora~ki do Dedo Mraz ....................................................................... 14 Pesna za majkata ................................................................................. 15 Godi{nite vremiwa .......................................................................... 16 Dobredojde!; Prolet ........................................................................... 17 Koki~eto – juna~e; Proletni plodovi; Cre{a ................................... 18 Ja saka{ li prirodata?; Pesna za prirodata ................................... 19 Ivo ima...; U{te „malku“... ................................................................ 20 Sakam kniga...; Stihovi za knigata .................................................. 21 RASKAZI I SKAZNI Podarok i bakne` .............................................................................. 22 Gri`a za majkata; Nemiren den ......................................................... 23 Belo i crno ......................................................................................... 24 Elena i pomagaweto; Zafateno! ....................................................... 25 Zelenata ververi~ka; ^izmi~kite kaj „lekar“ .............................. 26 Izborot na Zlatko; Nikol~e saka piperka ..................................... 27 Sanka – ekspres; Stopluvawe ............................................................ 28 Vo vistinski ~as; Veruvale ili ne... ............................................... 29 Dali znaete? ....................................................................................... 30 Kakvi pesnopojci, bre, bre!; Si bil...; Sapunot i racete ............. 31 ^ie e grozjeto? .................................................................................... 32 [to odbrala lisicata strvnica ...................................................... 33 Vaskinata nova obleka; Krajot na kavgata ...................................... 34 DRAMATIZACII (PIESKI, EDNO^INKI) Zapoznavawe ....................................................................................... 35 Koj? ..................................................................................................... 36 Za ovo{jeto, za esenta i... za u{te ne{to ....................................... 37 Prikazna so broevi ........................................................................... 38 Vol{ebni boi~ki – vo vredni race ................................................... 39 ^ie e stol~eto? .................................................................................. 40 Zimska {ega ...................................................................................... 41 Jas znam... ............................................................................................ 42 Cve}iwata i sonceto; Piliwata i koko{kata ............................... 43 Na vikend ........................................................................................... 45 Natprevar vo gradinata .................................................................... 46 Boenkata na Simona ....................................................	Translation - English ALEKSANDAR KUJUNDZISKI I WANT A BOOK SKOPJE 2007 Edition “MOZAIC” - book 1 (in Macedonian language)- - book 2 (in Albanian language)- - book 3 (in Turkish language)- - book 4 (in Serbian language)- - book 5 (in Romani language)- Editor: VILMA VENKOVSKA – MILCHEV, Educational Program Director at SEARCH FOR COMMON GROUND in Macedonia I WANT A BOOK Aleksandar Kujundziski: I Want a Book Edition: “Mosaic” (Book 1) Publisher: “Antolog” Aleksandar N. Kujundziski ul.”50 Divizija” No. 12-a, Skopje, tel. (02) 3065-843 Account: 300000000578738 Komercijalna Banka, Tax Identification Number: 5030999197749 Computer processing and graphic design: Covers: drawings by children from 50 countries around the world Illustrations: children’s drawings from the bilingual groups of “Mosaic” kindergartens in Macedonia POEMS IN THE KINGDOM OF FRIENDSHIP To be part of a pretty flower… Is there anything better in this hour? To be a bird, high up in a flight… have you heard anything better in this world? To have toys one hundred and five… Are there greater joys in this world? A friend next to a friend in a merry hold… There is nothing better in this world! GREETINGS “Good morning! Good morning!” I say it every morn. “Good afternoon” I say at noon. This is how my greetings are strewn. One says “Good night!” when evening comes. One says “Good bye!” at parting and then runs. When you go to bed, give a hug to mom and dad. Say “Good night” to them, hear “Good night” back, and be glad. HERE WE GO, KID, A POEM! Don’t ever say: “What?” “Heigh?” or “Whaa?” Say “I beg your pardon?” when called. Good manners should grow on you and become your second mold. Say always “Here” and “Here we go, please” when giving something to somebody. And when someone gives something to you, say deftly and clearly “Thank you”. A CLEAN CHILD I wash my little hands, with soap I clean them up, I wipe them with a towel and to heaven raise them up. I do this every day come winter and spring. I know what is right I am a clean child. FIVE Five fingers I have on one hand! Five fingers, five fingers on the other hand! One, two, three, four, five. I can count them, no pain. Six, seven, eight, nine, ten. You count them then. Five and five make ten. I have ten fingers then to hug you all with them. LET’S EXERCISE Hands up – hands down! I exercise aptly at this hour. One – two! One – two! I need a shower! Head left – head right! I exercise aptly at this hour. One – two! One – two! I need a shower! A step forward – a step backward! I exercise aptly at this hour. One – two! One – two! I need a shower! A LETTER On a yellow quince leaf, Fall a letter sent, and every word was meant: - Mr. Wind Coldowski is coming! Close the doors, please! FALL Fall is golden and fruit bears. It turns blond green trees’ hair. . Wind is playing, rain is singing, leaves are falling and sad songs bringing. DECIDUOUS AND EVERGEENS Without much pain or ado, fall does whatever it likes to deciduous trees! It changes their color, it swings, plucks and tears them, and cuts them like a knife. It bears them wherever it likes! But to evergreens, with leaves – a bunch of pricks, it cannot do a thing! With them it does not dare wedge a war or sting. WHO LIVES IN FORESTS? -Who lives in forests, mountains or alps? Ilina asked her father Ralph. - The little rabbit, the little chipmunk... - What about the little doe, dad? - It too, with its mom and dad, so it never feels sad or has any dread. Because somewhere there a wolf might walk, and an eagle might cause everybody a shock. GOODBYE! You, migrating birds, you, storks and swallows and you sweet nightingale, our world trotters, make a sky-arch high. then a return ticket buy. Wherever you go, wherever you may be, come back here and be with me! ABACUS Hoo - boo, one, two, E - or, three, four, My - mix, five, six, Here - Cate seven, eight, Oh-man nine, ten. EVERYONE LIKES MILK To be strong and fit as a fiddle I like milk a lot and can drink it hot. This drink is tasty, and it is food, you know, mommy dearest, give me some yogurt, ho! Apt and deft hands cheese can make. Many things like cake call for with milk to make. Milk can sour cream easily be, but my “sour face” you will never see! To grow up and be as healthy as a fiddle, I like milk a lot, and can drink it hot! THREE TIPS This tip about food should be given first: don’t rush while you eat breakfast, lunch or dinner or your tummy will burst! And the second tip is: chew the food right! Then your tummy will not cry – mommy, mommy! And we’ll give you a third tip as a joke: eat with your mouth closed and your morsels will not be disposed. WE ARE GROWING, YOU ARE GROWING Apples and pears, strawberries and plums grow everywhere in our fields and farms. Grapes, quinces, nectarines apricots and cherries. The one who eats them will be always merry. Grow, grow dear fruits, give us cheer, give us mirth! In you sweet juice is hiding. With you in childhood lands we are riding! WHO DOES WHAT? The hen gathers the chicks: CLUCK-CLUCK! The chicks look for warms on the thrashing floor: PEEP-PEEP! The crow is perched on a tree: CAW-CAW! The donkey sings a song: HEE-HAW! The cricket plays: CHIRP-CHIRP! The cuckoo answers: CU-CKOO, CU-CKOO! The alarm clock rings: BEEP-BEEP! The fly took a wrong path: ZOO-ZOO! The cat says “Meow” to the lashing wind. The lost lamb is bleating: BAAAAA! The caw is answering back: MUUU! What about the fish? Silent as they wish! DOCTOR Who listens to your chest? and says: “Breathe! Breathe!”? Who says to you: “Be healthy and grow up mighty”? An uncle or an auntie, not important who they are, doctors always care and about your health make you aware. GRANDPA SANDE – A CELEBRITY SHOEMAKER Who doesn’t know our celebrity shoemaker? In our muddy alley, he is a record-breaker. -Bang-bang-bang! Bang-bang-bang!- He loudly calls, everybody’s waking. - Bang-bang-bang! Bang-bang-bang!– Golden shoes he’s making. He hammers, sews and glues. It is no sweat for this bloke. He even finds time, to tell a joke. -Bang-bang-bang! Bang-bang-bang!- He loudly calls, everybody’s waking. - Bang-bang-bang! Bang-bang-bang!– Golden shoes he’s making. HAPPY BIRTHDAY! I am so happy I can tell the whole world: dear kids, I say, today is my birthday. Come, come, I invite you all; with you close to me, the merrier I will be. We’ll have drinks, I’ll blow candles. The largest piece of cake we all can handle. Playing and singing time goes fast. Whoever isn’t here yet come to me at last! Come, come, I invite you all; with you close to me, the merrier I will be. A WISH LIST TO SANTA CLAUS Sher wants a teddy bear Bess a silk dress, Mar a little car, Jess a motorcycle best. Madge wants a sledge, Blaine a little plain, Edith a box of sweets Molly a new dolly. Annett wants a trumpet, Jade a jar of marmalade Nicolette a chocolate, Cole a big football. What does Trajche want? He readily cuts through: - Okay, I wish Santa Clause came here every day! A POEM ABOUT MOTHER When I feel bad and my heart is to burst you, mother, offer your warm hand first. When I go to bed and take a rest, you see me off, mommy, with your eyes blessed. You caress my hair with a shining face, you take me in your embrace you give me a hug with grace. “My sweet babe!” - your voice I hear. I cannot but hug you back, my mother dear! THE SEASONS Let anyone to any earthly beauties cling, but there is nothing more beautiful than the spring! Summer spreads its arms with warmth and retreat, but fall fills our eyes and our barns. Winter brings winter joys, ho! . Trees, hills and fields white-haired go. Oh, how many bouquets of colors, beauties, life pretty spring gives. Let anyone to any earthly beauties cling, but there is nothing more beautiful than the spring! WELCOME! -Welcome, welcome, oh, flowery spring! The little bee said, flying out in the garden on its wigs. Welcome, welcome, oh, singing spring! The loving doe whispered, dancing. Welcome, welcome oh, flowery spring! The little ant called, joyfully crawling. -Welcome, welcome, oh, lush spring! The red dawn hearty greeting brings. -Welcome, welcome, oh, glorious spring! The singing bird sang, fluttering. THE SEASONS The snow’s melting, the brook and river flowing. The nest under the balcony a swallow’s waiting. Spring flowers everywhere blooming. The hardworking bee from flower to a flower’s flying The tree, the forest, the hill and the field getting greener. The nightingale’s calling: -Spring is coming, spring is coming! THE SNOWDROP- A LITTLE HERO Who does not know the snowdrop - the little hero? It grows out with no guard while winter still lasts in the yard… As a white snowflake peeping under the snow, a joy to the people, as a jewel on the bank it shows. Because it grows bravely in the wilderness too… Go, see it! It will shine at you! SPRING FRUITS First the strawberries, honey sweet, then the cherries our mouth meet. Then the peaches and the apricots in a rush to ripen, laughing at the green fruits loudly and proudly. CHERRY Turn your eyes up: what’s hiding over there? Pick it, pick it raise your fingers in the air. Wash it with your little hands which branches can bend. Drink the juice and let it in your mouth end. DO YOU LOVE NATURE? I love you, I love you, you make me strong! Our mother dear, oh, sweet nature! This is my song. You give us air, you feed us, oh fair. In your laps we picnic share. Come sunshine, come blowing wind, everyone must care for you and be kind! I love you and hold you, oh, the apple of my eye! You, our colorful beauty, are my sky! A POEM ABOUT NATURE Care about flowers, do not step on them. Watch where you’re going! An ant is crawling. Think first, dear kids: is it good to break twigs of young trees? Care about the yard, and nature whole. That’s the way to do good to us, all. IVO HAS A… Ivo has a plane that moves on rail. He also has a truck, what luck, with motor that sails on water. He navigates his ship up in the clouds, it’s a hip. He travels by his train on seas main. He has a chopper - an underwater hopper. A submarine bold which travels among clouds cold. They bought him a bus that jumps over rails! There is no better make than my little car - he hails. His rail car rashes without rail, and his elegant jeep swims like a fish in the deep. He wants to travel forests by rockets. He plans a bike tour to another planet, for sure. A LITTLE BIT “MORE” A dish of ice cream to an elephant was served, but he ordered afore five one-ton scoops more. I WANT A BOOK… Books are my good friends. We often are together. They have their own place in the bookcase. I learn from them many poems and stories. My days are happy, I conquered new territories. My daddy reads to me, my mommy does too. When I learn the letters, oh, something new, I’ll read myself too. VERSES ABOUT BOOKS Why’s this so and not like that, they’ll tell you all how things stand. Just take them in your hand. There are no secrets for them all. Books keep everything under control. They will teach you how things go, when to say yes and when - no. There are no secrets for them all. Books keep everything under control. What was and could be, what’s now and coming. There are no secrets for them all. Books keep everything under control. How many? How much? Where? Whether? In those little letters, everything is gathered. There are no secrets for them all. Books keep everything under control. STORIES AND TALES A GIFT AND A KISS Father came back from work. Mother and child welcomed him at the door. - Your son has been a very good boy today! - Mother praised the child. - Oh, bravo! – Father said happily. - Go to dad and he will give you something! She whispered to their beloved child. The child moved forward and stopped. He looked confused. Father did not have anything in his hands! Yet he went slowly to him. He expected something. At the beginning, Father was even more confused. He was standing. He was thinking. What shall I give to the child? I do not have anything - empty hands, empty pockets… Shall I promise to buy him something? He is waiting for something now. No! Another more beautiful and more powerful thought came to him. He opened his hands wide, as if opening the whole world for him and kissed him. Here, son, a kiss form dad, - he said giving him a kiss. A parent has always something to give. Even when he does not have a gift. And when he does have, the kiss makes the gift a hundred, a thousand and thousand times more worthy! TAKING CARE OF MOTHER On the first day, Mother took Zlatko to the kindergarten. Again, on the second day, Mother took Zlatko to the kindergarten. She took him on the third day too, and on the fourth… On the fifth day Zlatko said: - Mum, today I am taking you to the kindergarten! He took Mother by hand and led her. When they arrived at the kindergarten entrance, Zlatko let go of Mother’s hand and said: - Mom, go to work alone now, but don’t forget to come here so I can take you home. A NAUGHTY DAY Teaching him how to behave in the day care center, Nikolche’s father would say: -You should be quiet and well behaved, son. You should do what your teacher tells you to do. He would constantly repeat: - Do what the other children are doing! Nikolche memorized his father’s words like a poem. - When all play with Lego blocks…, - his father would start his sentence. - I should play too, Nikolche would finish the sentence. - When everyone listens to what the teacher is saying… - I should listen too. - When all eat… - I should eat тоо. - When all draw… - I should draw too - When everybody sing… - I should sing too… One day his father said to him strictly: - Nikolche! You have been naughty today in the day care center! I told you a hundred times: do what everybody is doing!? - Well, that’s what I have done, dad, answered Nikolche. They have all been naughty, and so was I. BLACK AND WHITE What is black? The night is black. The board is black. The coal is black. The unlit room is black. Olives are black. Chernozem is black. Grandma Dana’s scarf is black. Shoes are black. Some kids’ eyes are black. Some kittens are black. Some bear cubs are black. Soot is black. The bottom of your pan is black. The tar is black. The bleakness is black. Black as black mulberry. Black as currants. Black as ripe blackberry. Black as the pupil of the eye... The blackest is when everything looks black. And what is white, then? The day is white. The chalk is while. The ceiling is white. The horseradish is white. Mothers’ face powder is white. Zarko’s lamb is white. Grandfathers’ beards are white. The little daisy flower is white. The ribbon Rada’s wearing is white. Most sheep are white. Cherry bloom is white. Whitey is white. Egg white is white. Cotton is white. Milk is white. White as limestone. White as sugar. White as pebbles. The green bank is white. Why so many exclamation marks as big as river banks in your head? The green bank is white. Yes, it is! It is white when covered in snow! ELENA AND HELPING Putting on her little sweater, Elena got tangled up. She put the inside of the sweater out. Some of her friends were laughing at her. Elpida came and helped her dress properly. The next day Emil, who laughed the most at Elena, got tangled up, putting his sweater on. Elena came to him and helped him get dressed properly. No one laughed, but some of the kids started thinking. OCCUPIED! Mother was trying to persuade Zlatko to get in the bathtub to give him a bath. He was running away and crying. He did not want to do it. - Look here! Your little duck is getting in the bath tub… his mother said and dropped one of Zlatko’s toys in the water. Zlatko stopped. He looked at the little duck swimming merrily. - Here goes the chipmunk too. It needs a bath, his mother said, putting the toy in the water. Zlatko came closely and started putting the other toys in the water: the pussy cat, the doggy, the piggy and the bunny. The little car, the bucket and the spade, the plastic Lego blocks. All went in the water. He dumped so many toys in the bathtub, that there was no more room for him anymore It was occupied! THE GREEN SQUIRREL Nikolche was drawing in his pad. In front of him there was a whole pile of coloring pencils, pencil sharpeners, erasers, and behind him - his father, standing and overseeing the work of the littlel artist. The day was sunny and warm and all of a sudden and out of the blue, Nikolche asked a question: -Dad, is there a green squirrel? - Where did this come from! – the father said surprised. - Is there a blue squirrel anywhere? - There’s not! - And, is there a red one? - No. - A pink one? - There’s no a pink one. - Not even a white one? - Not even a white one. - Is there a blue squirrel? Is there? - Come on, a blue squirrel?! We are talking about a squirrel, not an eggplant! - I am just asking you politely... - You are so little to ask such silly questions! – the father raised his voice. - Don’t you know the color of squirrels?! -I know. It is brown, answered Nikolche. - Well then, why are you asking such questions? - Because I lost the brown coloring pencil somewhere, explained Nikolche – and I must color the squirrel I drew! LITTLE BOOTS AT THE DOCTOR’S A grandmother, with her glasses and slippers on, asked her little grandson: - Do you want me to tell you a story? - Yes I do, grandma! - Grandma began telling her story: - A pair of children’s boots was constantly silent while new and good. They went everywhere without saying a single word like “ah”, “oh” or “dear me”. They did not say anything whatsoever. - And later? What happened? Did they speak up? - asked the little child. - Once they opened their mouth they cried all the time: - We don’t like rain! We don’t like snow! We don’t like mud! - Did they ever catch a cold? Did they ever get sick – the little grandson asked sadly. - They got so sick they had to see their doctor - the grandmother said sadly. - Who is their doctor? - the child asked even more excitedly. - The shoemaker! – answered the grandmother smiling ZLATKO’S CHOICE Zlatko and his mother went to the shops. -What do you want me to buy you, Zlatko? Do you want a fur jacket? - No, mom. I want a toy. - But, it is so cold now... - It is OK, mom, the toy will warm me up. - How come it will warm you up?! - Well, this is how, mom. Buy me a curly teddy bear, a furry bear. I will be hugging it, and it will warm me up. NIKOLCHE LIKES PEPPERS When Nikolche shouts, protect your ear drums, please! This is how “weak” his voice is. - Mom! I want... - What will he ask now? - his mother was wandering and thinking of his totally impossible wishes. For example, once he asked for a stick long enough to scatter clouds, or for a submarine which could float under the ice of the river Vardar to help the frozen fish. But this time Nikolche’s wish was very normal. - I want some bread and butter - he said and added – and a pepper. His mother was surprised: -And a pepper!? - Are you going to give it to me or not? - ] will give it to you. Don’t get angry right away... - I do not have time to lose! His mother immediately brought him a piece of bread and butter he asked for. -Here is some bread and butter… And what kind of pepper do you want? A pickled or a dry one? - Better a dry one. - Not a hot one, right? - Hot is OK... - What is happening to this child? – his mother wandered. – He never wanted to taste a sweet pepper in his life, and now he does not mind a hot one? He must be very hungry… he has been playing on the snow a whole day... Nikolche swallowed the bread in few pieces. - What about the pepper? - his mother asked him wandering. - What about it? - Nikolche answered, getting out. I need it for the snowman’s nose which Vein and I have made. SLEDGE – EXPRESS Nikolche’s father was pulling the sledge on the playground for almost an hour. Nikolche was sitting and shouting: - Faster, dad! Faster! The playground was flat; the sledge did not go by itself; Nikolche was commanding: - Increase the speed! His father was getting tired, but Nikolche wasn’t! - Enough of this turtle ride. I want a deer ride... Although already sweaty, the driver did not admit he was tired. -Just a moment! We must get some fuel! - He found a handy excuse. He stopped by a tree. -Here is a gas station! They filled it up. The express-sledge made a few circles and stopped again. - Wait, let’s take some fuel again! He repeated this several times. The passenger started complaining. The driver was calming him down: - What can we do? We cannot do anything without fuel…! Very soon the express-sledge started stopping at the tree after every circle. Then Nikolche suggested: -This fuel is no good, dad. It burns up too fast! Let’s go to a real gas station! WARMING UP Spring was coming and the days were perfect for taking walks. While the mother and the father were resting on a green bench in the park after a long walk, Zarko started playing with a few children under a tree which had not turned green yet. The coming of spring could be felt everywhere, as well as the presence of winter which had not taken the white clothing from the surrounding mountains yet. After a while Zarko came back to them. -Why did you come back, son? - My hands are very cold. What now? They did not have his gloves with them. His mother took one of his hands and his father the other right away. They squeezed them very tightly and warmed them up both. When Zarko understood this, he called out with excitement: - Mom! Dad! Thank you! Your hands are the warmest gloves! They have warmed me up better than anything else! Indeed, there is nowhere in the world better and warmer gloves than mom’s and dad’s hands. IN THE RIGHT HOUR As you know, there are no shops in villages such as flower shops as in towns. Meadows, forests and hills are the flower shops over there. You do not know Borche, do you? Let me introduce him to you as briefly as possible: He is a smart and hardworking child. Each year he picks for his mother some flowers from a meadow or a field in the days of March. This time, precisely on the 8 of March, returning home he surprisingly did not find any primroses, crocus or violets in bloom! Nature comes late in the mountains, or Borche did go to the right places in the neighborhood? He returned home with a heavy heart and empty hands. What else could he do? Then, what a surprise, what a welcome he had under the eaves! Some white petals were shimmering there! Are there right words to describe this most beautiful thing? This “pretty boy”, as his mother often called him, started talking to her loudly and cheerfully even at the door: “Mom, have you seen the first snowdrop in the garden? It has bloomed just for you! BELIEVE IT OR NOT A strange bunch of guests were gathered at a forest party: The brave rabbit. The honest wolf. The lazy ant. The hardworking bumblebee. The speedy turtle. The clean pig. The stupid fox. The good snake. Then, a fish that couldn’t swim; a nightingale who had an F in singing; a cat which did not like sausages; a snail who was a record breaking runner... They gathered; they were chosen. A strange group, weren’t they? When did they gather? -somebody might ask. Well, you can guess - on first of April, on April Fool’s Day! DO YOU KNOW? The grass wants water; it doesn’t want little shoes walking on it. The flowers wait for bees; they don’t wait for little fingers to pick them. The trees want to grow up high; they do not want little hands to break them down. The birds want to fly in the air and not be in cages. The animals want meadows, mountains and forests; they don’t want to be shot at. The streams, the rivers, and the lakes want to remain clear and unpolluted. The streets and the yards want cleanliness, not garbage scattered everywhere. Your homes, your houses, apartments and rooms want to be clean and tidy as your hands and faces, dear children. Who should make this happen? All of you, all of us! Right? WHAT SINGERS! HEY-HO! Why do they praise the nightingale so much? – the owl protested. - I can sing as good as it can! - I can sing like it! – yelled the pig. - I can do it too! – the frog spoke. One day, they were invited at a big forest party to show what they know. They stood in a row: the awl, the pig, and the frog. Microphones were put in front of them to be heard better. The owl said: “Booo”! The pig said: “Grrr”! The frog: “Cre-cre! Cre-cre!” What singers were they, hey ho-! THERE WAS... Once upon a time, there was somebody who was bad mannered called Let MeTell You. He always interrupted others when speaking. He never stopped showing up uninvited. One day he was silenced by two raised fingers. THE SOAP AND THE HANDS The soap was bothering the hands all the time: -You, dirty ones! I wash you, I clean you. Shame on you! You cannot do anything without me. Once when he fell down from the wash basin in the dirt, the hands lifted it up and washed it because it was all dirty. WHO OWNS THE GRAPES? The grapes in the vineyard outside the town were ripening. The grape-picking time had came. The thrush said briefly: - I will pick the sweet grapes! The raven croaked: -Croak-croak! Not you, but me! The crows cawed in one voice: - We were guarding it. The grapes belong to us! The magpie opened its beak wide: -I will eat them all! Ham! Ham! The sparrows started chirping: -Chirp-chirp! Without these sweet grapes, we would not be alive! The people came, and chased the intruders away. Then, the local trees told the birds which flew around there: -The grapes do not belong to you, but to those who planted the vineyard and worked on it for the whole year! WHAT DID THE CUNNING FOX CHOOSE? The cunning fox stopped in front of the hencoop. It was very hungry. But how can it outsmart the hens? -Little hens, little housewives! Your guest is coming! – it started speaking in a sweet voice. – Come out and welcome me! The hens recognized the fox’s voice. - The guest is bringing you a treat: a full basket of wild strawberries. Oh, how heavy it is. Who will come and help me? The hens were silent. When the fox started making noises around the hencoop, the rooster answered: - Do not call on them, godmother fox. They are not here… - And where are they? - They went to prepare something for you. - What? - They told me to ask you what you want to eat…? Let’s say, a roasted chicken? Will that do? The fox stopped confused. Is it hearing this or it just seems so? -Roasted? Boiled? Stewed? Fried? Smoked? How do you like it? - the rooster repeated. -Roasted... -Roasted on hot coals or ice? - But… this fellow is only joking, the fox thought. The damned hunger pressed him and pushed its reason and cunningness aside. -Fried would be fine… - it whispered modestly. - And what should they serve it with? Fried potatoes or gravy? Pepper? Garlic? Hot pepper? Pick and tell! - Yes, sure, sure. I only wish it were prepared sooner! – the fox suggested impatiently. - Here, right away! Let me just call the waiter! – the rooster said and yelled loudly. – Hello, waiter Av-av! Come quick! The dog Av-av heard it and when it understood the whole thing – it gathered the people from the neighboring houses. All of them came - some with sticks, some with whips, some with something else. They beat the fox up. They cooked its stew well. - How is the roast? – the rooster asked laughing. – Is it tasty prepared with little gravy? - I have had enough…I do not want anymore! – the fox screamed. - Oh come on, have some more… You can take it! Staff yourself once and for all! – suggested the dog, leaving. VASKA’S NEW CLOTHES Vaska has lots of dresses in many colors. They are all new, clean and ironed. She has to put on one. Which one? - I do not want this one...! I do not want that one...! Vaska is tapping with her new shoes on and throwing one by one on the floor. The dresses got angry. They turned into old, crumpled rags in a second. Well now, how do you like us? - they asked her. Vaska blushed and disappeared from the room. Her place was taken by another girl who did not have anything to wear. -What pretty dresses! – she said. – I will take them home for mom to wash, mend and iron them, and then I will dress up! And she left. Then Vaska returned. She picked up her colorful, new, clean, and ironed dresses from the floor. She put one of them on, and went out for a walk with a smile. THE END OF THE FIGHT The spring flowers – the hellebore and the crocus started a fight over who should bloom first. - I must be first! – said the hellebore, turning green with rage. - Well, not you, but I! - the crocus said, running yellow with anger. And while the hellebore and the crocus were fighting and fighting, the snowdrop had already spread its blooming white dress. Everybody rejoiced at it and admired it! DRAMATIZATIONS (PLAYS AND PLAYLETS) INTRODUCTION (Two kids with dirty hands pass by a soap bar in a wrapping). SOAP: (Calling them) Hey, you! JONCHE: Is someone calling us? DANCHO: Who’s that? SOAP: It is me. JONCHE: Who are you? DANCHO: We do not know you. JONCHE: How strangely dressed it is! In a paper coat?! DANCHO: Something is written on it! SOAP: Read me and you’ll know everything about me. JONCHE: But we can’t read. DANCHO: We don’t go to school; we go to kindergarten. SOAP: Aha! You are in kindergarten! Then, it is a special pleasure to meet you! JONCHE: I am Jonche. DANCHO: I am Dancho. SOAP: I am Soapy. Let’s shake hands. Let’s be friends! (Jonche and Dancho offer their hands.) SOAP: (Noticing how dirty their hands are, it withdraws its hand right away). Wow?! JONCHE: Why did you withdraw your hand? DANCHO: Don’t you want to shake hands with us? SOAP: I don’t wanna. JONCHE: Why? SOAP: Because your hands are so dirty. DANCHO: (In a sad voice) So what shall we do? Who will help us clean up? SOAP: If that’s so and you still want me to be friends, I will help you. JONCHE AND DANCHO: (Happy) Hurray! SOAP: First, help me get undressed, please. (Jonche and Dancho took off the paper from the soap). SOAP: There, now. Let’s go straight to the bathroom. JONCHE: I’ll go first! DACHO: No, I’ll go first! SOAP: One at the time, please. Do not push each other! JONCHE: Let’s hold hands firm. DANCHO: Can we do that, Soapy? SOAPY: Sure, we can. It is the only way our friendship will run like the water from the tap! (Jonche and Dancho open the tap and are washing their hands carefully with the soap). CHILD RECITING: Hank’s hands are clean, Frank’s face is clean. Conrad’s conscience’s clean. It is a nice scene. But you know what’s best? You know what I mean? One should keep all of them clean. WHO? MOTHER: The soup is ready. Here is a plate and a little spoon. Come on, dear! Who do you want to feed you? Mommy? CHILD: No FATHER: Daddy? CHILD: No. BRO: Bro? CHILD: No. GRADMA: Grandma? CHILD: No. GRANDPA: Grandpa? CHILD: No. MOTHER: Not mommy…not daddy, not bro, not grandma, not grandpa!? Who do you want to feed you then, daughter? Tell mommy! CHILD: No one, mommy. I want to feed myself! ABOUT FRUIT, FALL AND… SOMETHING ELSE (Fruit garden in fall). I CHILD: How pretty apples are in fall! Red, juicy, delicious… II CHILD: Pears too! M-m-m-m! I CHILD: Plums, oh! The purple ones… II CHILD: Mom always makes plum marmalade! I CHILD: I like quinces very much. They are ripe in fall. II CHILD: Grandpa and grandma have a vineyard. Every fall we go to see them at grape picking time. Grapes, grapes, full baskets! I CHILD: Do you know what I pick when I go to grandma and grandpa in the country? Forest fruits. Raspberries, blackberries, cranberries, huckleberries… II CHILD: I have had forest fruit juice. They are all really wonderful. I CHILD: We get all this from fall! III CHILD: (He has been silent and listening all the time. Now all of a sudden joins the talk). Wait, I have something to say! You have been praising fall and its fruits so much, but you forget that there is something which is ready in spring and you cannot find in fall. I CHILD: I know what - strawberries. III CHILD: And cherries. II CHILD: If that is so, there are cherries during summer too. And sour cherries. III CHILD: Apricots and peaches and grapes, early apples too. I CHILD: Watermelons and melons II CHILD: But there are watermelons and melons during fall too, even too many. You can see huge piles of them in the markets! I CHILD: Fall gives us peaches too and some other fruits which we find in summer, but it is the only one which gives us medlars, chestnuts, hazelnuts. III CHILD: I can see you are in favor of fall and that’s that. But it is not right. We totally forgot winter! II CHILD: Fruits in winter! I have not heard this one before! How come? III CHILD: There are fruits from the jars of preserves and other sweets made from them. There are fruits from freezers and dried fruits. (They are laughing loudly and clapping) ALL: You give us so many fruits. Where are your mighty roots? Oh, honey-winged fall, you are sweet and golden above all! A STORY WITH NUMBERS (The playlet is intended as a game in which each child introduces the next number in the story). I CHILD: One day, II CHILD: in Hedgehog’s tailor shop at number two, III CHILD: hidden among three stones IV CHILD: and four dogwood bushes, V CHILD: someone knocked five times on the door: tap – tap – tap – tap – tap! VI CHILD: The spotted, wild Duck Quack entered and was as loud as six ducks quacks altogether; VII CHILD: it was dressed up in feathers of seven colors. VIII CHILD: It ordered eight fox fur coats for its little ducklings. IX CHILD: Instead of money, it left nine heavy sighs, X CHILD: and went home on foot, making ten curves left-right, straight, back and forth. XI CHILD: And when eleven days and nights passed by since the order, I CHILD: at twelve o’clock, sharp noon, the Duck came. And what did it see? There was nothing! II CHILD: Around Hedgehog’s shop the following was written at thirteen places: III CHILD: The shop is locked with fourteen locks because we do not having fabrics to sew! IV CHILD: Oh, come on now; be sensible, she was thinking and thinking what to do for full fifteen days without sleep. V CHILD: And at the day of the next number, sixteen, right? VI CHILD: Duck-Quak together with its seventeen friends, colorful, grey, white ducks-quacks and ducklings VII CHILD: set off on a long journey passing eighteen mountains, VIII CHILD: nineteen forests, IX CHILD: twenty rivers, X CHILD: bridges…towns…villages… XI CHILD: Say the number! How many bridges, towns, villages? What number follows twenty? X CHILD: (Shrugging) I can’t remember. I CHILD: Now our chain is broken; our counting has been stopped; our game ends. II CHILD: (Towards the audience) But if you, little friends, can count, continue the game on your own! III CHILD: Let each of you learn a new number, and a new one without end! CHILD RECITING: Since Vesna can count from one to ten, it will be a piece of cake every now and again! MAGIC COLORING PENCILS IN DILIGENT HANDS SIMONA: Which of your coloring pens is most used up, Ana? ANA: The blue one, Simona. SIMONA: Why the blue one? ANA: Why!? Because I use it for drawing and coloring the largest things. SIMONA: Are violets really largest things? ANA: What about rivers, lakes and seas? What about the sky? How much blue I need for them! SIMONA: It really takes a lot to fill up a whole sea. ANA: Not to mention the blue and the wide sky. SIMONA: I most often draw meadows, grass and trees. This is why my most used up coloring pencil is the green one. ZLATKO: It is my yellow. I usually have a sun in all my drawings. SIMONA: (Thinking) How interesting! ZLATKO: (Thinking that this remark was addressed to him) Why interesting? It is just the sun! SIMONA: It’s not that. I am thinking about something else. Imagine: how many suns come out of one little coloring pencil!? ANA: They are numberless! SIMONA: How many rivers, lakes and seas flow out form one little blue coloring pencil!? ZLATKO: How much grass and how many trees grow out of a green one! ANA: How many lambs are born out of a white coloring pencil! SIMONA: And how many rabbits of a grey one! ZLATKO: And how many black bears come out of a black coloring pencil! (Imitating a bear ready to attack with its claws, holding a black coloring pencil in his hands) Booooo! ANA: This is incredible! How much simple coloring pencils can do! SIMONA: Our coloring pencils must be magic! ZLATKO: Shall we tell our Teacher? ANA: Yes, let’s! SIMONA: (Loudly). Teacher, our coloring pencils are magic! They can do anything! TEACHER: Yes, dears, they are magic. (The children are clapping their hands). TEACHER: But, your hands are magic too, because without them the coloring pencils could not do anything, Anything at all! CHILD RECITING: They are so magic, they are really magic, you know! Little kids’ hands are magic, hey-ho! WHOSE IS THE CHAIR? (Playroom. At the beginning of the scene, the teacher is not present). ILE: (Approaching angrily). Hey, Mile, you are sitting on my chair! MILE: Your chair!? (Standing up). ILE: Yes, mine! MILE: How do you know it is yours? ILE: I can tell. MILE: How can you tell? ILE: Because it is wooden. MILE: Well, mine is wooden too! What else? ILE: What else? MILE: How else can you tell it is your chair? Is it because it is used for sitting? ILE: Yes, that too. MILE: Mine is used for sitting too. We have beds to lie down… ILE: I can tell because it is small. MILE: Mine is small too. They are all small. Look! ILE: By its color too. It is yellow. MILE: Mine is yellow too. ILE: I can tell, I can tell…because it is mine! (Both children are holding the chair pulling it towards each other). MILE: It is mine too! ILE: No, it is not. It is mine! MILE: No, it is mine! ILE: No. It is mine! SIMONA: Hey, wait a minute, dear friends! Do not fight. There are two more chairs over here. They are empty. ILE and MILE: Empty?! SIMONA: Empty, new, wooden, small and yellow. (Ile and Mile are running towards the chairs) ILE: (Takes one) This is mine! MILE: (Takes another). This is mine! (The moment they return to their little tables, the teacher shows up. The chair Mile and Ile were fighting for, is in the middle of the playroom and the teacher has sensed what could have happened). Whose chair is this, children? (Everyone is silent and looking at Mile and Ile). THE TEACHER: Let’s see, who does not have a chair. Zivko, Simona, Maria, Marko, Gorjan, Zlatko, Mimoza, Ana, Ivan, Kate, Stephan, Veni, Ile, Mile - all have chairs… ALLTOGETHER: We all do, teacher! TEACHER: So, there is an extra chair? It is no one’s! Well then, we shall punish it today. Let it stand empty, because it has just ran up here and started fighting! CHILD RECITING: There are a many stories on this theme! Do not get angry, don’t blow steam. No use in angry grrr-grrr-grrr-ing! So, stop, stop worrying. WINTER JOKE GRANDMA: What do we wear in winter? I GRANDSON: A little fur coat. II GRANDSON: Little boots. III GRANDSON: Thick soaks on our feet. I GRANDSON: A shawl around our neck. II GRANDOSN: A hat on our head. III GRANDOSN: Gloves on our hands. GRANDMOTHER: What else do we wear in winter? I GRANDSON: We wear our red noses too! (All laughing) I Grandson: Yes, it is true, don’t laugh! In winter your noses often get red from cold and wind, don’t they? II and III GRANDSONS: It is true! GRANDMA: Well, since it is so, wear them in good health! I KNOW… MARKO: We all know what day is today. MARIJA: The first of April or April Fools’ Day. SIMONA: Well, let’s make jokes too. Let’ hear the funniest, the most incredible, the strangest thing… ZLATKO: I can tell you something like this: I know a plate that has never eaten soup. Others always ate it. IGOR: I know a soap that has never washed its hands. ILCHO: I know a beautiful but envious flower that envies the biggest trash. ANA: I know a computer which can tells its age by counting its fingers. VERCHE: I know a child who always wakes up when he goes to bed. BORKA: I know a tongue twister so fast that nobody can see or hear it. VESNA: I know a song that does not have a beginning or an end. ZARKO: I know a joke which will make you laugh until the end of your life. PHILIP: I can’t tell you anything funny this moment. MARKO: Why? PHILIP: I remembered something very sad. MARKO: Tell us that at least. PHILIP: Imagine! The April Fools’ Day, the First of April, has never laughed itself! We are the ones who laugh… MARKO: Oh, poor April Fools’ Day! Poor day! Pity those who cannot or does not want to laugh! CHILD RECITING: April the Third, the other day, a word of honor gave: to arrive second on the First of April day. Oh, that is very brave! THE FLOWERS AND THE SUN THE SUN: Little good dogwood, a herald of spring! Who gave yellow color to your flowers? TRH DOGWOOD: You gave it to me, dear sun, who else? THE SUN: Crocus, crocus flower, who gave you yellow color? THE CROCUS: You gave it to me, my sun! THE SUN: And you mimosa? THE MIMOSA: Again, you little sun of ours! THE SUN: Primrose, primrose, who gave you yellow color? THE PRIMROSE: You gave it to me, my beautiful sun! THE SUN: Narcissus, narcissus, why are you so yellow? THE NARCISSUS: To look like you, dear sun! TH SUN: Dandelion, dandelion, who gave you yellow color? THE DANDALION: You gave it to me, my dear little sun! You! THE SUN: Sunflower, sunflower, who gave you yellow color? THE SUNFLOWER: It is you, my sun. You, dear sun. THE FLOWERS: Sun, sun, who gave you yellow color? THE SUN: You did all, my pretty flowers! THE CHICS AND THE HEN I CHICK: Imagine, my little brothers and sisters! I was wandering alone through my house. All of a sudden I saw a full basket of eggs in red color! II AND III CHICKS: It is not possible! Not possible! I CHICK: Red as fire, I tell you! As poppies! By my word! II and III CHICKS: It is not possible! It is not possible! IV CHICK: I am with them on this! Aren’t all eggs white, the ones that our mother and her sister-hens lay! V CHICK: We are not naïve too: We are hatched from white eggs! II CHICK: And those, red ones in the basket, are maybe quail eggs? III CHICK: Or they might have been brought here by a rocket from another planet? I CHICK: Here comes mommy. Let’s ask her. V CHICK: Let’s stop guessing and act silly. THE HEN: (Coming) What is this? Why are you gathered? Where are you going? Are you just talking? I CHICK: We are puzzled by those red eggs, that are in the basket!? II CHICK: Who laid them, mom, in that color? HEN: (Laughing). Is that what bothers you?! Now I will tell you what it means! III CHICK: What kind of secret do they hide? We cannot guess! HEN: There is no secret, the reason is one: the eggs were painted for the holiday by our hardworking housewife. V CHICK: Then, I suggest, we make a decision: when we grow up we want to lay every day red eggs! HEN: Well, that cannot be, my chicks! Every day is not an Easter holiday! AT THE WEEKEND I CHILD: I finished the pretzels… II CHILD: I finished the hard candy… III CHILD: I did the bag of “SMOKI” flips. IV CHILD: Have you eaten the bag?! III CHILD: Stop kidding me. Here it is – empty. V CHILD: I have an empty box of “Euro-cream” spread! VI CHILD: Me too, I have an empty juice carton! VII CHILD: I have an empty yogurt cap. IV CHILD: And what are we going to do with them? I CHILD: Who shall we give them to? II CHILD: Where shall we throw them? II CHLD: In the garbage cans? V CHILD: But there are not such things here. VI CHILD: Then, shell we throw them wherever we want? IV CHILD: Oh, how prettier nature would then be! VII CHILD: No, friends, that is not a solution! No way! I CHILD: It will be shame on all of us. II CHILD: Well, what shall we do with them, then? III CHILD: Let’s take them home? IV CHILD: Yes, we could do that. Why not? They are not heavy when empty. V CILD: We shall carry them to the point where there are trash bins. Then, it is easy… VII: Dad told me that in some countries people burry this kind of trash in the ground after their picnics. IV Child: That is good, too, but we do not have anything to dig with… III CHILD: Then, shall we take them back..? I CHILD: And throw them right in the garbage cans’ mouths! II CHLD: They “eat” and take as treat little boxes, bags and paper… III CHILD: Am-am-am! They will swallow them all! IV CHILD: The bigger ones… the waste containers are even hungrier and more dangerous. V CHILD: Con-tai-ners... It is a bit hard to remember this word. IV CHILD: Maybe you don’t have to remember the word, but you have to remember what’s their use! ALLTOGETHER: After the picnic, everything must be cleaned. You should be keen to leave the field and the hillock as they were first seen! A GARDEN CONTEST PIGEON: Did you hear about the contest that took place in our garden? SPARROW: What contest? PIGEON: The contest in rope pulling. SPARROW: Between whom? PIGEON: Between the vegetables and the fruits. SPARROW: Between the vegetables and the fruits?! PIGEON : Yes. SPARROW: It was a very interesting competition, really! PIGEON : Very, very interesting... SPARROW: I want to know who competed on the vegetable side? PIGEON: The tomato, the pepper, the potato, the cabbage, the garlic, the onion, the beans, the peas, the spinach, the carrots and the lettuce. SPARROW: Which ones took part on the fruit side? PIGEON: The strawberry, the cherry, the apricot, the peach, the apple, the pear, the plum, the watermelon, the melon, the grapes and the quince. SPARROW: And who won? Which team? PIGEON: Both teams won. SPARROW: Both teams? PIGEON: Both were strong, tough and muscular... SPARROW: So, the result was a tie? PIGEON: Yes, and every child who likes vegetables and fruits and eats plenty of them will become just like them! SIMONA’S COLORING BOOK (Returning from work, Mother has brought a coloring book for her little daughter and is giving it to her). MOTHER: Here we go, honey! CHILD: Oh, what a nice coloring book! MOTHER: You like it, don’t you? CHILD: How shall I thank you, mom! MOTHER: You can start by coloring it from the beginning to the end. CHILD: I’ll start right away, Mom. But I do not know which colors to use? MOTHER: Use all the colors… It depends on what you are coloring… CHILD: Red color is for poppy. MOTHER: Green color is for holly. CHILD: Green color is for the grass in May. MOTHER: Yellow color is for the sunflower, the primrose and the gorse. CHILD: Yellow like the sun. MOTHER: Blue color is for the violet, the blue squill, the hyacinth. CHILD: Blue like the river and the sky. MOTHER: White color is for the daisy, the snowdrop, and the jasmine. CHILD: White like snow. MOTHER: Black color is for the coal. CHILD: Black like my pencil. MOTHER: Brown color is for coffee. CHILD: Brown like chocolate. MOTHER: Orange color for the marigold and the crocus. CHILD: Orange like an orange. MOTHER: Grey color is for ash. CHILD: Grey like grey clouds... MOTHER: So, is everything clear now? CHILD: Yes, I am looking forward to start coloring. I am beginning, mom! (She takes the yellow and the red coloring pencils and begins to color). MOTHER: What will you begin with? CHILD: With the sun and a poppy. MOTHER: Why with them? CHILD: So that the sun shines forever and the poppy is a present for you, mom! CHILD RECITING: Labor should be appreciated and loved, I demand. To understand the value of a thing, make it with your own hand. CONTENTS POEMS In the Kingdom of Friendship .......................................................... Greetings…………………………………………………………….. Here We Go Kid, a Poem!................................................................... A Clean Child................................ Five…………………………………………………………. Let’s Exercise........................................................................... A Letter…………………………………………………. Fall……………………………………………………… Deciduous and Evergreens .............................................. Who Lives in Forests?......................................................... Goodbye! …………………………………………………….. Abacus ...................................... Everyone Likes Milk Three Tips ................................................ ............. …………….. We are Growing, You are Growing................................................ Who does What…………………………………………………… Doctor………………………………………………………… Grandpa Sande – A Celebrity Shoemaker……………………… Happy Birthday! .................................................. .............................. A Wish List to Santa Claus............................................ .................... A Poem about Mother.......................................................................... The Seasons........................................................................................... Welcome!......................................................................................... The Seasons ................................................. .......................... The Snowdrop – a Little Hero…………………. Spring Fruits................................... Cherry………………… Do you Love Nature?................................ Poem about Nature ................................... Ivo Has a... A Little Bit “More”... ......................................... ....................... I Want a Book... Verses about Books .................................................................. Stories and Tales………………………………………. A Gift and a Kiss .............................................. .................................................. Taking Care of Mother A Naughty Day............................................................ Black and White The Green Squirrell.................................................................... Elena and Helping Occupied! .............................................................................. The Green Squirrel Little Boots at the Doctor’s .................................................... Zlatko’s Choice Nikolche Likes Peppers ................................................................ Sledge – Express……………………………………………… Warming-Up ................................................................................ In the Right Hour………………………………………………… Believe It or Not.............................................................................................. Do you Know? ....................................................................................................... What Singers Hey-Ho!........................................................................................ There was……………………………………………………………………….. The Soap and the Hands…………………………………………………….. Who Owns the Grapes?.............................................................................................. What did the Cunning Fox Choose? ............................................................................ Vaska’s New Clothes………………….. The End of the Fight ...................................... DRAMATIZATIONS (PLAYS AND PLAYLETS)…………………. Introduction.............................................................................................. Who? ..................................................................................................... About Fruit, Fall and…Something Else............................................. A Story with Numbers ............................................................................ Magic Coloring Pencils in Diligent Hands.................................................. Where is the Chair? ................................................................................. Winter Joke.............................................................................................. I know... ............................................. .................................................... The Flowers and the Sun…………………………………………… The Chicks and the Hen ................................................................. At the Weekend ................................................................................ A Garden Contest ................................................................................ Simona’s Coloring Book ..................................................................

PhD - UNIVERSITY OF EAST ANGLIA

Years of experience: 37. Registered at ProZ.com: Jul 2018.

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My experience as an interpreter/translator began in Melbourne Australia as an on-call translator/interpreter for many agencies. It continued in the Office of the President of the Macedonian Parliament where I served as a full time translator and interpreter for four years. I also worked as a full time legal translator and interpreter for the USAID sponsored project, Court Modernization Macedonia. I have more than 10 years of active experience as a translator/interpreter since all the jobs listed in my CV involved translation and interpreting at various degrees. Besides translating and interpreting, I have often been involved in other administrative duties related to the corresponding projects/programs. Also, I am a court certified translator. Besides numerous technical and legal translations, I have also translated several books and short stories in magazines and journals. My preference are literary translations and humanitites.

Keywords: Macedonian, English, literature and poetry, arts and humanites, social sciences

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