On Sunday with my sister. On Sunday my sister and I left the yard

Sergey Mikhalkov

IN THE MUSEUM OF V.I. LENIN.

On Sunday with my sister

We left the yard.

“I’ll take you to the museum!”

My sister told me.

Here we go through the square

And we finally enter

To a big, beautiful red house,

Looks like a palace.

Moving from hall to hall,

People are moving here.

The whole life of a great leader

Stands in front of me.

I see the house where Lenin grew up,

And that one acclaiming list,

What did you bring from the gymnasium?

Ulyanov high school student.

Here the books are lined up -

He read them as a child,

Above them many years ago

He thought and dreamed.

Since childhood, he dreamed of

So that native land

A man lived by his own labor

And he was not in bondage.

Days behind days, years after years

They pass in succession,

Ulyanov is learning, growing,

Going to a secret meeting

Ulyanov is young.

He was seventeen,

Seventeen years in total

But he is a fighter! And that's why

The king is afraid of him!

An order is sent to the police:

“Grab Ulyanov!”

And so he was expelled for the first time,

Must live in the village.

Time passes. And again

He is where life is in full swing:

Goes to speak to the workers,

He speaks at meetings.

Does he go to his relatives?

Is it going to the factory?

The police are everywhere behind him

He follows and doesn't lag behind...

Again - denunciation, again - prison

And deportation to Siberia...

Winter is long in the north,

Taiga both far and wide.

A light flickers in the hut,

The candle burns all night.

More than one sheet of paper has been written on

By the hand of Ilyich.

How could he speak?

How they believed him!

What space could he open?

Both heart and mind!

And the people listened to the leader,

And they followed him forward,

Sparing neither strength nor life

For the truth, for the people!..

At that time Stalin was young,

Persistent, straight and bold,

On the difficult path ahead

He looked like Lenin.

And now the desired moment has come,

The desired day has come

And the hand of a faithful student

Shook the teacher.

Their hearts beat in harmony,

And they have one goal,

And this goal to the end

All life is dedicated!

We're moving into new hall,

And loudly, in silence,

“Look, Svetlana,” I said: “

Picture on the wall!"

And in the picture - that hut

Off the Finnish coast,

In which our beloved leader

Hidden from enemies.

Scythe, and rake, and ax,

And the old oar...

How many years have passed since then

How many winters have passed!

It’s impossible in this kettle,

Must be heating the water

But as we wish, friends,

Look at the teapot!

We see the city of Petrograd

In the seventeenth year:

The sailor is running, the soldier is running,

They shoot on the move.

A worker drags a machine gun.

Now he will enter the battle.

There is a poster: “Down with the gentlemen!

Down with the landowners!”

Carried by detachments and regiments

Kumach cloths,

And ahead are the Bolsheviks,

Ilyich's guards.

So in October power fell

Bourgeois and nobles.

So in October the dream came true

Workers and peasants.

The victory was not easy,

But Lenin led the people

And Lenin saw far away,

For many years to come.

And the correctness of your ideas -

great person -

He is all working people

United forever.

How dear any object is to us,

Stored under glass!

An object that has been warmed

His hands are warm!

A gift from my fellow countrymen,

Red Army gift -

Overcoat and helmet. He accepted them

As the first commissioner.

Feather. He took it in his hands

Sign the decree.

Watch. From them he recognized

When to go to the Council.

We see Ilyich's chair

And a lamp on the table.

With this lamp at night

He worked in the Kremlin.

And here with Stalin more than once

He consulted...

His whole office is now

Moved to the museum.

Here are the photographs hanging,

We recognize the photograph -

It shows Comrade Lenin

Together with Stalin.

They stand shoulder to shoulder

They look calm

And Stalin said something to Ilyich

He says with a smile.

And suddenly we meet the guys

And we recognize friends:

That's a squad of young Leninists

I came to the museum for a gathering.

Under the banner of Lenin they

They rise solemnly,

And they swore an oath to Lenin

Solemnly give:

“We swear to live like this in the world,

How the great leader lived

And also serve the Motherland,

How Lenin served her!

We swear by Lenin's path -

There is no straighter way! -

For our friend and leader -

Follow Stalin!”

Notes

Pioneers in the V.I. Lenin Museum at the sculpture “Lenin at the age of four.” Sculpture by T. Shchelkan

The house in Simbirsk where the Ulyanov family lived from 1870 to 1875. From a painting by the artist P. Dobrynin.

Certificate of commendation received by V.I. Lenin (Ulyanov) upon completion of the 5th grade at the Simbirsk gymnasium on June 11, 1884.

V.I. Lenin (Ulyanov) in 1887, 8th grade high school student.

The village of Kukushkino, Kazan province, is the place of V. I. Lenin’s first exile. December 1887 - October 1888. From a watercolor by the artist A. Poryvkin.

V.I. Lenin in the Samara Marxist circle in 1893. From a painting by artist A. Moravov.

V. I. Lenin in 1892

Petrova's house in the village of Shushenskoye, where V.I. Lenin lived in exile from July 1898 to February 1900.

V.I. Lenin in 1897.

V.I. Lenin in 1899. From a painting by artist B. Shcherbakov.

V. I. Lenin and I. V. Stalin at the Tammerfors Conference. From a painting by artist A. Morozov

V.I. Lenin in Razliv in July-August 1917. From a painting by the artist M. Sokolov.

Pioneers in the V.I. Lenin Museum at the sculpture “Lenin in Razliv”. Sculpture by V. Pinchuk.

In the Museum of V.I. Lenin. Pioneers look at the things that V.I. Lenin used in Razliv.

Pioneers in the Museum of V. I. Lenin at the sculpture by S. Merkulov.

"Breakthrough of the Red Guards on Palace Square" 1917 From a painting by the artist A. Ermolaev.

On Sunday with my sister
We left the yard.
- I'll take you to the museum! -
My sister told me.

Here we go through the square
And we finally enter
To a big, beautiful red house,
Looks like a palace.

Moving from hall to hall,
People are moving here.
The whole life of a great leader
Stands in front of me.

I see the house where Lenin grew up,
And that certificate of merit
What did you bring from the gymnasium?
Ulyanov high school student.

Here the books are lined up -
He read them as a child,
Above them many years ago
He thought and dreamed.

Since childhood, he dreamed of
So that on our native land
A man lived by his own labor
And he was not in bondage.

Days behind days, years after years
They pass in succession,
Ulyanov is learning, growing,
Goes to a secret meeting
Ulyanov is young.

He was seventeen,
Seventeen years in total
But he is a fighter! And that's why
The king is afraid of him!

An order is sent to the police:
“Grab Ulyanov!”
And so he was expelled for the first time,
Must live in the village.

Time passes. And again
He is where life is in full swing:
Goes to speak to the workers,
He speaks at meetings.

Does he go to his relatives?
Is he going to the factory?
The police are everywhere behind him
He follows and doesn’t lag behind...

Again a denunciation, again a prison
And deportation to Siberia...
Winter is long in the north,
Taiga both far and wide.

A light flickers in the hut,
The candle burns all night.
More than one sheet of paper has been written on
By the hand of Ilyich.

How could he speak?
How they believed him!
What space could he open?
Both heart and mind!

This speech is not a few brave ones
On the path of life
I was able to captivate, I was able to ignite,
Lift and lead.

And those who listened to the leader
They followed him forward
Sparing neither strength nor life
For the truth, for the people!..

We are moving to a new room,
And loudly, in silence:
- Look, Svetlana, -
I said, -
Picture on the wall!

And in the picture - that hut
Off the Finnish coast,
In which our beloved leader
Hidden from enemies.

Scythe, and rake, and ax,
And the old oar...
How many years have passed since then
How many winters have passed!

It’s impossible in this kettle,
Must be heating the water
But as we wish, friends,
Look at the teapot!

We see the city of Petrograd
In the seventeenth year:
The sailor is running, the soldier is running,
They shoot on the move.

A worker drags a machine gun.
Now he will enter the battle.
There is a poster: “Down with the gentlemen!
Down with the landowners!”

Carried by detachments and regiments
Kumach cloths,
And ahead are the Bolsheviks,
Ilyich's guards.

October! Forever overthrown
power
Bourgeois and nobles.
So in October the dream came true
Workers and peasants.

The victory was not easy,
But Lenin led the people
And Lenin saw far away,
For many years to come.

And the correctness of your ideas -
Great person -
He is all working people
United forever.

How dear any object is to us,
Stored under glass!
An object that has been warmed
His hands are warm!

A gift from my fellow countrymen,
Red Army gift -
Overcoat and helmet. He accepted them as the first commissioner.

Feather. He took it in his hands
Sign the decree.
Watch. From them he recognized
When to go to the Council.

We see Ilyich's chair
And a lamp on the table.
With this lamp at night
He worked in the Kremlin.

I have seen more than one sunrise here,
I read, dreamed, created,
Answered letters from the front,
I talked to friends.

Peasants from distant villages
They came here for the truth,
We sat down with Lenin at the table,
We had a conversation with him.

And suddenly we meet the guys
And we get to know friends.
That's a squad of young Leninists
I came to the museum for a gathering.

Under the banner of Lenin they
They rise solemnly,
And they swore an oath to the Party
Solemnly give:

“We swear to live like this in the world,
How the great leader lived
And also serve the Motherland,
How Lenin served her!

We swear by Lenin's path -
There is no straighter way! -
For the wise and dear leader -
Follow the Party!”

SERGEY MIKHALKOV

AT THE V.I. LENIN MUSEUM
(story in verse)

On Sunday with my sister
We left the yard.
“I’ll take you to the museum!” –
My sister told me.

Here we go through the square
And we finally enter
To a big, beautiful red house,
Looks like a palace.

Moving from hall to hall,
People are moving here.
The whole life of a great leader
Stands in front of me.

I see the house where Lenin grew up,
And that certificate of merit
What did you bring from the gymnasium?
Ulyanov high school student.........

Poems for children are certainly associated with the name of Mikhalkov. Mikhalkov wrote many poems for children. He began writing poetry for children early. In 1935 in the magazine "Pioneer", the newspapers "Izvestia" and " TVNZ"Mikhalkov's first poems for children appeared. These were Three Citizens, Uncle Styopa, What Do You Have?, About Mimosa, Stubborn Thomas and other poems for children. In 1936, his first collection Poems for Children was published in the series "Ogonyok Library" Mikhalkov entered children's literature quickly and triumphantly, the circulation of his books very quickly became equal to the circulation of Marshak and Chukovsky. Mikhalkov's poems for children are famous, in which he was able, in the words of A.A. Fadeev, to give the fundamentals of social education. In and through play, Mikhalkov helps the child learn the world, instills a love of work.