By ΠΠΈΠΊΡΠΎΡ ΠΡΠ°Π³ΡΠ½ΡΠΊΠΈΠΉ
Π¨Π°Π³Π½ΠΈΡΠ΅ Π² ΠΌΠΈΡ Π±Π΅Π·Π·Π°Π±ΠΎΡΠ½ΠΎΠ³ΠΎ ΡΠΎΠ²Π΅ΡΡΠΊΠΎΠ³ΠΎ Π΄Π΅ΡΡΡΠ²Π° Π²ΠΌΠ΅ΡΡΠ΅ Ρ ΠΠΈΠΊΡΠΎΡΠΎΠΌ ΠΡΠ°Π³ΡΠ½ΡΠΊΠΈΠΌ ΠΈ Π΅Π³ΠΎ Π½Π΅Π·Π°Π±ΡΠ²Π°Π΅ΠΌΡΠΌ Π³Π΅ΡΠΎΠ΅ΠΌ, ΠΠ΅Π½ΠΈΡΠΊΠΎΠΉ ΠΠΎΡΠ°Π±Π»ΡΠ²ΡΠΌ! ΠΠ°ΠΏΠΈΡΠ°Π½Π½ΡΠ΅ Π² ΠΊΠΎΠ½ΡΠ΅ 1950-Ρ , ΡΡΠΈ ΠΈΡΡΠΎΡΠΈΠΈ, ΠΊΠ°Π·Π°Π»ΠΎΡΡ Π±Ρ, ΠΎ Π²Π΅ΡΠ°Ρ Π΄Π°Π²Π½ΠΎ ΡΡΠ΅Π΄ΡΠΈΡ : ΡΠΊΠΎΠ»ΡΠ½ΡΠ΅ ΡΠ΅ΡΠ½ΠΈΠ»ΡΠ½ΠΈΡΡ, ΡΠ΅Π΄ΠΊΠΈΠ΅ Π°Π²ΡΠΎΠΌΠΎΠ±ΠΈΠ»ΠΈ Π½Π° ΡΠ»ΠΈΡΠ°Ρ , ΠΎΠ΄ΠΈΠ½ ΡΠ΅Π»Π΅ΡΠΎΠ½ Π½Π° Π½Π΅ΡΠΊΠΎΠ»ΡΠΊΠΎ ΡΠ΅ΠΌΠ΅ΠΉ β ΠΏΡΠΎΠ΄ΠΎΠ»ΠΆΠ°ΡΡ Π²ΡΠ·ΡΠ²Π°ΡΡ ΡΠ»ΡΠ±ΠΊΡ ΠΈ ΡΠΌΠ΅Ρ . ΠΠΎΠΌΠ½ΠΈΡΠ΅ Π»ΠΈ Π²Ρ Β«ΠΠ°ΠΏΡ ΠΠ°ΡΠΈ, ΡΠΈΠ»ΡΠ½ΠΎΠ³ΠΎ Π² ΠΌΠ°ΡΠ΅ΠΌΠ°ΡΠΈΠΊΠ΅Β», Π·Π°Π±Π°Π²Π½ΡΠ΅ Β«ΡΡΡΠΊΠΈ, Ρ ΡΡ ΠΊΠΈ ΠΈ ΡΡΡΠΊΠΈΒ» ΠΈΠ»ΠΈ Π·Π½Π°ΠΌΠ΅Π½ΠΈΡΠΎΠ΅ Β«Π§ΠΈΠΊΠΈ-Π±ΡΡΠΊ! ΠΠΎΠ²ΡΠΎΡΠΈΡΠ΅ ΡΠΎΠΊΡΡΒ»?
ΠΠΎ ΡΡΠΎ ΠΈΠ·Π΄Π°Π½ΠΈΠ΅ β ΠΎΡΠΎΠ±Π΅Π½Π½ΠΎΠ΅! Π Π½Π΅ΠΌ Π²Π°Ρ ΠΆΠ΄ΡΡ Π½Π΅ ΡΠΎΠ»ΡΠΊΠΎ Π²ΡΠ΅ Π»ΡΠ±ΠΈΠΌΡΠ΅ ΡΠ°ΡΡΠΊΠ°Π·Ρ ΠΎ ΠΠ΅Π½ΠΈΡΠΊΠ΅ ΠΈ Π΅Π³ΠΎ Π΄ΡΡΠ·ΡΡΡ , Π½ΠΎ ΠΈ ΡΠ²Π»Π΅ΠΊΠ°ΡΠ΅Π»ΡΠ½ΡΠ΅ Π²ΠΎΡΠΏΠΎΠΌΠΈΠ½Π°Π½ΠΈΡ ΠΠ΅Π½ΠΈΡΠ° ΠΡΠ°Π³ΡΠ½ΡΠΊΠΎΠ³ΠΎ, ΡΡΠ½Π° Π°Π²ΡΠΎΡΠ°. ΠΠ½ ΠΎΠΊΡΠ½Π΅Ρ Π²Π°Ρ Π² Π°ΡΠΌΠΎΡΡΠ΅ΡΡ ΠΆΠΈΠ·Π½ΠΈ ΡΠ΅ΡΡΠΈΠ΄Π΅ΡΡΡΡΡ : ΠΈΠ³ΡΡ Π² ΠΏΡΡΡΠΊΠΈ Π² ΠΊΠΎΠΌΠΌΡΠ½Π°Π»ΠΊΠ°Ρ , Π²Π΅ΡΡΠ»ΡΠ΅ Π³ΠΎΠ½ΠΊΠΈ Π½Π° Π²Π΅Π»ΠΎΡΠΈΠΏΠ΅Π΄Π°Ρ Π²ΠΎ Π΄Π²ΠΎΡΠ΅, Π²ΠΊΡΡ Π³Π°Π·ΠΈΡΠΎΠ²ΠΊΠΈ Ρ ΡΠΈΡΠΎΠΏΠΎΠΌ, Π·Π°Π³Π°Π΄ΠΎΡΠ½ΡΠ΅ Π³Π΅Π½Π΅ΡΠ°Π»ΡΡΠΊΠΈΠ΅ ΠΏΡΠ³ΠΎΠ²ΠΈΡΡβ¦ ΠΠ΅Π½ΠΈΡ ΠΡΠ°Π³ΡΠ½ΡΠΊΠΈΠΉ ΡΠ°ΡΠΊΡΠΎΠ΅Ρ ΡΠ΅ΠΊΡΠ΅ΡΡ Β«ΠΠ΅Π½ΠΈΡΠΊΠΈΠ½ΡΡ ΡΠ°ΡΡΠΊΠ°Π·ΠΎΠ²Β», ΠΏΠΎΠ΄Π΅Π»ΠΈΠ²ΡΠΈΡΡ, ΡΡΠΎ Π² Π½ΠΈΡ ΠΏΡΠ°Π²Π΄Π°, Π° ΡΡΠΎ β ΠΏΠ»ΠΎΠ΄ ΡΡΠΊΠΎΠΉ ΡΠ°Π½ΡΠ°Π·ΠΈΠΈ ΠΏΠΈΡΠ°ΡΠ΅Π»Ρ.
Step into the world of carefree Soviet childhood with Viktor Dragunsky and his unforgettable hero, Deniska KorablΓ«v! Written in the late 1950s, these stories, seemingly about a bygone era β school inkwells, the rare sight of cars on the streets, a single telephone shared by several families β continue to evoke smiles and laughter. Do you remember "Vasia's father, a math whiz," the amusing "syski, hykhi, and fyfki," or the famous "Chiki-bryk! Repeat the trick"?
But this edition is special! It includes not only all the beloved stories about Deniska and his friends, but also fascinating recollections from Denis Dragunsky, the author's son. He immerses you in the atmosphere of the 1960s: games of hide-and-seek in communal apartments, exhilarating bike races in the courtyard, the taste of syrupy soda, mysterious general's buttons⦠Denis Dragunsky reveals the secrets of "Deniska's Stories," sharing what is true and what is the product of the writer's vivid imagination.