Recently we were walking in the yard: Alenka, Mishka and me. Suddenly a truck drove into the yard. And there is a tree on it. We ran after the car. So she drove up to the house management, stopped, and the driver with our janitor began to unload the Christmas tree. They shouted at each other:
- Easier! Let's bring it in! Right! Levey! Get her on the ass! It's easier, otherwise you'll break off the entire spitz.
And when they unloaded, the driver said:
- Now we need to activate this Christmas tree, - and left.
And we stayed near the tree.
She lay large, furry, and smelled so deliciously of frost that we stood like fools and smiled. Then Alenka took up one branch and said: 
- Look, there are detectives hanging on the Christmas tree.
"Secrets"! She said it wrong! Mishka and I rolled like that. We both laughed the same way, but then Mishka began to laugh louder to make me laugh.
Well, I pushed a little so he wouldn't think I was giving up. The bear held his hands to his stomach, as if he was in great pain, and shouted:
Oh, I'm dying of laughter! Investigations!
And, of course, I turned on the heat:
- The girl is five years old, but she says "detectives" ... Haha-ha!
Then Mishka fainted and groaned:
Ah, I feel bad! Investigations…
And began to hiccup:
- Hic! .. Investigations. Hic! Hic! I'll die of laughter! Hic!
Then I grabbed a handful of snow and began to apply it to my forehead, as if my brain had already become inflamed and I had gone crazy. I yelled:
- The girl is five years old, to marry soon! And she is a detective. Alenka's lower lip twisted so that it climbed behind her ear.
- Did I say that correctly! This is my tooth falling out and whistling. I want to say "detectives", but I whistle "detectives" ...
Mishka said:
- Eka is unseen! She lost her tooth! I’ve had three of them fall out and two are staggering, but I still speak correctly! Listen here: chuckles! What? True, great - hihh-cue! Here's how easy it comes out for me: chuckles! I can even sing
Oh, green hykhechka,
I'm afraid I'll prick. 
But Alyonka screams. One is louder than the two of us:
- Not right! Hooray! You say snickers, but you need detectives!
And Mishka:
- Precisely, that there is no need for detectives, but for snickers.
And both let's roar. All you hear is: "Detectives!" - "Sighs!" - "Detectives!".
Looking at them, I laughed so hard that I even got hungry. I was walking home and all the time I thought: why did they argue so much, since both are wrong? After all, it is a very simple word. I stopped and said clearly:
- No detectives. No giggles, but short and clear: fifks!
That's all!
Recently we were walking in the yard: Alenka, Mishka and me. Suddenly a truck drove into the yard. And there is a tree on it. We ran after the car. So she drove up to the house management, stopped, and the driver with our janitor began to unload the Christmas tree. They shouted at each other:
- Easier! Let's bring it in! Right! Levey! Get her on the ass! It's easier, otherwise you'll break off the entire spitz.
And when they unloaded, the driver said:
“Now we need to activate this Christmas tree,” and he left.
And we stayed near the tree.
She lay large, furry, and smelled so deliciously of frost that we stood like fools and smiled. Then Alenka took up one branch and said:
- Look, there are detectives hanging on the Christmas tree.
"Secrets"! She said it wrong! Mishka and I rolled like that. We both laughed the same way, but then Mishka began to laugh louder to make me laugh.
Well, I pushed a little so he wouldn't think I was giving up. The bear held his hands to his stomach, as if he was in great pain, and shouted:
Oh, I'm dying of laughter! Investigations!
And, of course, I turned on the heat:
- The girl is five years old, but she says “detectives” ... Ha-ha-ha!
Then Mishka fainted and groaned:
- Oh, I feel bad! Investigations...
And began to hiccup:
- Hic! .. Investigations. Hic! Hic! I'll die of laughter! Hic!
Then I grabbed a handful of snow and began to apply it to my forehead, as if my brain had already become inflamed and I had gone crazy. I yelled:
- The girl is five years old, to marry soon! And she is a detective.
Alenka's lower lip twisted so that it crawled behind her ear.
- Did I say that correctly! This is my tooth falling out and whistling. I want to say "detectives", but I whistle "detectives" ...
Mishka said:
- Eka is unseen! She lost her tooth! I’ve had three of them fall out and two are staggering, but I still speak correctly! Listen here: chuckles! What? True, great - hihh-cue! Here's how easy it comes out for me: chuckles! I can even sing
Oh, green hykhechka,
I'm afraid I'll prick.
But Alyonka screams. One is louder than the two of us:
- Not right! Hooray! You say snickers, but you need detectives!
- Precisely, that there is no need for detectives, but for snickering.
And both let's roar. All you hear is: "Detectives!" - "Huffs!" - "Detectives!"
Looking at them, I laughed so hard that I even got hungry. I was walking home and all the time I thought: why did they argue so much, since both are wrong? After all, it is a very simple word. I stopped on the stairs and said distinctly:
- No detectives. No giggles, but short and clear: fifks!
Dragunsky V., "The Enchanted Letter"
Genre: children's stories
The main characters of the story "The Enchanted Letter" and their characteristics
- Deniska. A kind and cheerful boy whose baby teeth fell out.
- Bear. His friend who also lost three of his teeth. Cheerful and funny.
- Alenka. Girl five years old. She also lost her milk tooth.
- Christmas tree truck
- Fir branch with cones.
- Alenka and her detectives.
- Boys laugh.
- Excuses girl
- Mishka's giggles
- Argument and roar.
- Deniskin's fifties.
- A large and beautiful spruce was brought to the yard.
- Alenka took her branch and said that there were big detectives on it.
- The boys began to laugh at the girl.
- Alenka said that her tooth fell out.
- Mishka said that he had lost three teeth, but he was burning correctly - snickers.
- Deniska went home and pronounced this word like a fif.
When teeth fall out, it is very difficult to pronounce certain letters correctly.
What does the story "The Enchanted Letter" teach?
The story teaches not to laugh at other people's mistakes, teaches you to notice your own mistakes. Learn to have fun and not offend anyone. Learn to be friends.
Feedback on the story "The Enchanted Letter"
A very funny story in which all the children could not pronounce the letter Sh correctly. But I will not laugh at them, because their milk teeth just fell out, and when new ones grow, they will say everything correctly.
Proverbs for the story "The Enchanted Letter"
A horse with four legs, and he stumbles.
He is more mistaken who does not repent of his mistakes.
Don't judge others, look at yourself.
As you judge, so shall you be judged.
Laugh at others, cry at yourself.
Read the summary, a brief retelling of the story "The Enchanted Letter"
Once Deniska was walking in the yard with Alenka and Mishka, when a truck drove into the yard and the workers unloaded a large Christmas tree. The driver ran to the house administration, and the children remained near the Christmas tree.
Alenka took up a branch and said that there were big detectives on it.
The boys began to laugh out loud, and Deniska said that it was a shame for a five-year-old girl to talk detectives, because she would soon be married off. The boys were laughing their heads off and rubbing their faces with snow.
And Alenka was embarrassed and said that her tooth fell out, so she says so.
Mishka said that he had lost as many as three teeth, and two more were loose, but he still speaks correctly - snickers.
At this point, Alenka laughed and began to say that it was wrong to say snickers, because it was right to say detectives. Alenka and Mishka began to argue and even burst into tears.
And Deniska went home and laughed all the way. After all, he knew for sure that it was correct to say this word fifki.
"The Enchanted Letter" is a New Year's story about how the kids did not pronounce the letters. The children walked in the yard on a winter day and saw how they brought a beautiful Christmas tree for the New Year. The children saw cones on the Christmas tree, but could not pronounce their name correctly.
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Recently we were walking in the yard: Alenka, Mishka and me. Suddenly a truck drove into the yard. And there is a tree on it. We ran after the car. So she drove up to the house management, stopped, and the driver with our janitor began to unload the Christmas tree. They shouted at each other:
Easier! Let's bring it in! Right! Levey! Get her on the ass! It's easier, otherwise you'll break off the entire spitz.
And when they unloaded, the driver said:
Now we need to activate this Christmas tree, - and left.
And we stayed near the tree.
She lay large, furry, and smelled so deliciously of frost that we stood like fools and smiled. Then Alenka took up one branch and said:
Look, there are detectives hanging on the tree.
Investigations! She said it wrong! Mishka and I rolled like that. We both laughed the same way, but then Mishka began to laugh louder to make me laugh. Well, I pushed a little so he wouldn't think I was giving up. The bear held his hands to his stomach, as if he was in great pain, and shouted:
Oh, I'm dying of laughter! Investigations!
And, of course, I turned on the heat:
The girl is five years old, but she says "detectives." Ha ha ha!
Then Mishka fainted and groaned:
Ah, I feel bad! Investigations.
And began to hiccup:
Hic! Investigations. Hic! Hic! I'll die of laughter! Hic! Investigations.
Then I grabbed a handful of snow and began to apply it to my forehead, as if my brain had already become inflamed and I had gone crazy. I yelled:
The girl is five years old, to marry soon! And she is a detective.
Alenka's lower lip twisted so that it crawled behind her ear.
Did I say that correctly! My tooth fell out and whistles. I want to say detectives, but detectives are whistling from me.
Mishka said:
Eka is unseen! She lost her tooth! I’ve had three of them fall out and two are staggering, but I still speak correctly! Listen here: chuckles! What? True, great - hihh-cue! Here's how I deftly come out: chuckles! I can even sing
Oh, green hykhechka,
I'm afraid I'll prick.
But Alyonka screams. One is louder than the two of us:
Not right! Hooray! You say snickers, but you need detectives!
Namely, that there is no need for detectives, but for snickers.
And both let's roar. All you hear is: Detectives! - Hicks! - Detectives!
Looking at them, I laughed so hard that I even got hungry. I was walking home and all the time I thought: why did they argue so much, since both are wrong? After all, it is a very simple word. I stopped and said clearly:
No detectives. No giggles, but short and clear: fifks!