Peter asked his mother to give him driving lessons. She was an instructor in a driving school, the best school in THEIR town. Peter KNEW that his mother could give him a hard time. She would be much STRICTER with him than with the other students. But Peter DIDN'T MIND that. He wanted to become a very good driver, which meant he should know the car inside out. His mother said she WOULD ALLOW him to join her course if he promised to fulfill all her requirements. And Peter agreed. In the morning he learnt the traffic rules in his mother’s classroom and in the evening he was in the garage studying what cars WERE MADE of. “It’s really important to understand how the engine WORKS,” Peter’s mother kept saying, “When you get your driving license, this knowledge WILL HELP you to drive responsibly.” Peter didn’t understand how the technical things could influence driving skills but he listened to his mother. “You HAVE LEARNT everything you need,” Peter’s mother said one day, “Now you are ready to take the driver’s seat.” Peter felt happy.
The autumn came in the forest. And who worked there? Fairy-tale creatures worked in the forest and each of them did his own thing. All helped the autumn to present itself in all its glory. Little fairies painted leaves, the giants drove and dispersed the clouds, the fauns escorted the birds and helped the animals prepare for the cold days. After a hard day's work, all the workers gathered around the fire and began telling stories. One fairy spoke about autumn, about the harvested crop and the number of painted trees. Someone said: -Yield this year a lot, only red apples are very small.Listyev also painted a lot. And, unexpectedly for everyone, a small faun Bobby asked: - What does autumn look like? No one answered. Faun understood that asking is useless and he went to sleep. Bobby lay in bed and thought, "And if I myself know what autumn looks like, I'll go to the Great Oak." In the morning the Fauns woke up, washed, ate and went to the great oak tree. He walked and sang a merry little song. Seeing the oak, he gasped. - What a huge. It seemed that the oak was touching the sky. He sighed and walked around him, but there was no entrance. He walked once more, only a smooth trunk. And the sad fawn went past the oak tree for the third time and was surprised how he did not notice the small round door. Bobby knocked and was not answered. I went into the door. It was empty, and only the foxes lay. He sat down and thought, "May bring an autumn gift. Red apples which were so few this year." At home the fauns immediately did all the work and ran to the secret clearing where red apples grew. An hour later he was already going home with a full basket of ripe apples. The next day a small faun stood up early in the morning while everyone slept. Quietly picked up a basket with apples and went to the oak tree. Bobby came and realized that nothing had changed. He was angry, decided to rest, leave apples and go home. Suddenly he saw a ladder leading upstairs. Favin forgot about a basket with red apples and went up the stairs. He walked for a long time. The ladder ended and he went to the tree's edge. He looked at the sides. Everything was unusual. He was spinning around, but it was not a wind. He peered and noticed the silhouette of a girl who was becoming clear then vanished. The girl danced as if for him. on it with delight and a smile. Suddenly, everything disappeared. Bobby opened his eyes - What was it? Where is the staircase? . But even if it was a dream, it was a beautiful son. Favn fell in love with autumn.
Peter asked his mother to give him driving lessons. She was an instructor in a driving school, the best school in THEIR town. Peter KNEW that his mother could give him a hard time. She would be much STRICTER with him than with the other students. But Peter DIDN'T MIND that. He wanted to become a very good driver, which meant he should know the car inside out. His mother said she WOULD ALLOW him to join her course if he promised to fulfill all her requirements. And Peter agreed. In the morning he learnt the traffic rules in his mother’s classroom and in the evening he was in the garage studying what cars WERE MADE of. “It’s really important to understand how the engine WORKS,” Peter’s mother kept saying, “When you get your driving license, this knowledge WILL HELP you to drive responsibly.” Peter didn’t understand how the technical things could influence driving skills but he listened to his mother. “You HAVE LEARNT everything you need,” Peter’s mother said one day, “Now you are ready to take the driver’s seat.” Peter felt happy.
Fairy-tale creatures worked in the forest and each of them did his own thing. All helped the autumn to present itself in all its glory.
Little fairies painted leaves, the giants drove and dispersed the clouds, the fauns escorted the birds and helped the animals prepare for the cold days.
After a hard day's work, all the workers gathered around the fire and began telling stories. One fairy spoke about autumn, about the harvested crop and the number of painted trees.
Someone said:
-Yield this year a lot, only red apples are very small.Listyev also painted a lot.
And, unexpectedly for everyone, a small faun Bobby asked:
- What does autumn look like?
No one answered.
Faun understood that asking is useless and he went to sleep.
Bobby lay in bed and thought, "And if I myself know what autumn looks like, I'll go to the Great Oak."
In the morning the Fauns woke up, washed, ate and went to the great oak tree. He walked and sang a merry little song.
Seeing the oak, he gasped.
- What a huge.
It seemed that the oak was touching the sky. He sighed and walked around him, but there was no entrance. He walked once more, only a smooth trunk. And the sad fawn went past the oak tree for the third time and was surprised how he did not notice the small round door.
Bobby knocked and was not answered. I went into the door. It was empty, and only the foxes lay.
He sat down and thought, "May bring an autumn gift. Red apples which were so few this year."
At home the fauns immediately did all the work and ran to the secret clearing where red apples grew.
An hour later he was already going home with a full basket of ripe apples.
The next day a small faun stood up early in the morning while everyone slept. Quietly picked up a basket with apples and went to the oak tree. Bobby came and realized that nothing had changed. He was angry, decided to rest, leave apples and go home. Suddenly he saw a ladder leading upstairs. Favin forgot about a basket with red apples and went up the stairs. He walked for a long time.
The ladder ended and he went to the tree's edge. He looked at the sides. Everything was unusual. He was spinning around, but it was not a wind. He peered and noticed the silhouette of a girl who was becoming clear then vanished. The girl danced as if for him. on it with delight and a smile. Suddenly, everything disappeared.
Bobby opened his eyes
- What was it? Where is the staircase?
. But even if it was a dream, it was a beautiful son. Favn fell in love with autumn.