Annotation
For average school age.
Yuri Markovich Nagibin
Yuri Markovich Nagibin
My first friend, my priceless friend
We lived in the same building, but didn’t know each other. Not all the guys in our house belonged to the yard freemen. Some parents, protecting their children from the corrupting influence of the court, sent them for a walk in the decorous garden at the Lazarevsky Institute or in the church garden, where old palmate maples overshadowed the tomb of the Matveev boyars.
There, languishing with boredom under the supervision of decrepit, pious nannies, the children secretly comprehended the secrets that the court was broadcasting at the top of their voices. Fearfully and greedily they examined the rock writings on the walls of the boyar tomb and the pedestal of the monument to the state councilor and gentleman Lazarev. Through no fault of his own, my future friend shared the fate of these pitiful, hothouse children.
All the children from Armyansky and adjacent lanes studied in two nearby schools, on the other side of Pokrovka. One was located in Starosadsky, next to the German church, the other was in Spasoglinishchevsky Lane. I was unlucky. The year I entered, the influx was so great that these schools could not accept everyone. With a group of our guys, I ended up in School No. 40, very far from home, in Lobkovsky Lane, behind Chistye Prudy.
We immediately realized that we would have to go solo. The Chistoprudnye reigned here, and we were considered strangers, uninvited strangers. Over time, everyone will become equal and united under the school banner. At first, a healthy instinct of self-preservation forced us to stay in a close group. We united during breaks, went to school in droves and returned home in droves. The most dangerous thing was crossing the boulevard; here we kept military formation. Having reached the mouth of Telegraph Lane, they relaxed somewhat; behind Potapovsky, feeling completely safe, they began to fool around, shout songs, fight, and, with the onset of winter, start dashing snow battles.
In Telegraphny, I first noticed this long, thin, pale, freckled boy with large gray-blue eyes that filled half his face. Standing to the side and tilting his head to his shoulder, he watched our brave fun with quiet, unenvious admiration. He shuddered slightly when a snowball thrown by a friendly, but alien to condescension hand covered someone’s mouth or eye socket, he smiled sparingly at particularly dashing antics, a faint blush of constrained excitement colored his cheeks. And at some point I caught myself shouting too loudly, gesticulating exaggeratedly, feigning inappropriate, out-of-game fearlessness. I realized that I was exposing myself to a strange boy, and I hated him. Why is he rubbing around us? What the hell does he want? Was he sent by our enemies?.. But when I expressed my suspicions to the guys, they laughed at me:
Have you eaten too much henbane? Yes, he’s from our house!..
It turned out that the boy lives in the same building as me, on the floor below, and studies at our school, in a parallel class. It's surprising that we have never met! I immediately changed my attitude towards the gray-eyed boy. His imaginary insistence turned into subtle delicacy: he had the right to keep company with us, but did not want to impose himself, patiently waiting for him to be called. And I took it upon myself.
During another snow battle, I began throwing snowballs at him. The first snowball that hit him on the shoulder confused and seemed to upset the boy, the next one brought a hesitant smile on his face, and only after the third did he believe in the miracle of his communion and, grabbing a handful of snow, fired a return missile at me. When the fight ended, I asked him:
Do you live below us?
Yes, said the boy. - Our windows overlook Telegraphny.
So you live under Aunt Katya? Do you have one room?
Two. The second one is dark.
We do too. Only the light one goes to the trash heap. - After these secular details, I decided to introduce myself. - My name is Yura, what about you?
And the boy said:
...He is forty-three years old... How many acquaintances there were later, how many names sounded in my ears, nothing compares with that moment when, in a snowy Moscow alley, a lanky boy quietly called himself: Pavlik.
What a reserve of individuality this boy, then the young man, had - he never had the chance to become an adult - if he was able to so firmly enter the soul of another person, who was by no means a prisoner of the past, despite all the love for his childhood. There are no words, I am one of those who willingly evokes the spirits of the past, but I live not in the darkness of the past, but in the harsh light of the present, and Pavlik for me is not a memory, but an accomplice in my life. Sometimes the feeling of his continuing existence in me is so strong that I begin to believe: if your substance has entered the substance of the one who will live after you, then you will not all die. Even if this is not immortality, it is still a victory over death.
I know that I still cannot really write about Pavlik. And I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to write. There are a lot of things I don’t understand, at least what the death of twenty-year-olds means in the symbolism of existence. And yet he must be in this book, without him, in the words of Andrei Platonov, the people of my childhood are incomplete.
At first, our acquaintance meant more to Pavlik than to me. I was already experienced in friendship. In addition to ordinary and good friends, I had a bosom friend, dark-haired, thick-haired, with a girl’s haircut, Mitya Grebennikov. Our friendship began at the tender age of three and a half years, and at the time described went back five years.
Mitya was a resident of our house, but a year ago his parents changed their apartment. Mitya ended up next door, in a large six-story building on the corner of Sverchkov and Potapovsky, and became terribly self-important. The house was, however, anywhere, with luxurious front doors, heavy doors and a spacious, smooth elevator. Mitya, without getting tired, boasted about his house: “When you look at Moscow from the sixth floor...”, “I don’t understand how people manage without an elevator...”. I delicately reminded him that quite recently he lived in our house and got along just fine without an elevator. Looking at me with moist, dark eyes like prunes, Mitya said with disgust that this time seems to him bad dream. This deserved to be punched in the face. But Mitya not only looked like a girl in appearance - he was weak-hearted, sensitive, tearful, capable of hysterical outbursts of rage - and no hand was raised against him. And yet I gave it to him. With a heart-rending roar, he grabbed a fruit knife and tried to stab me. However, being easy-going like a woman, he began to make peace almost the next day. “Our friendship is greater than ourselves, we have no right to lose it” - these were the kind of phrases he knew how to use, and even worse. His father was a lawyer, and Mitya inherited the gift of eloquence.
Our precious friendship almost collapsed on the first day of school. We ended up in the same school, and our mothers took care to seat us at the same desk. When they were choosing class self-government, Mitya proposed me as an orderly. And I did not mention his name when they nominated candidates for other public positions.
I don’t know why I didn’t do this, either out of confusion, or because it seemed awkward to call him after he called out my name. Mitya did not show the slightest offense, but his complacency collapsed the minute when I was chosen as an orderly by a majority of votes. My duties included wearing a red cross on my sleeve and examining the students’ hands and necks before class, noting any dirt with crosses in the notebook. The one who received three crosses had to either wash himself or bring his parents to school. It would seem that there was nothing particularly tempting in this position, but Mitya’s mind was clouded with envy. The whole evening after the ill-fated elections, he called my home on the phone and, in a voice full of poisonous sarcasm and torment, demanded “comrade orderly.” I was approaching. “Comrade orderly?” - “Yes!” - “Oh, damn badyansky!” - he shouted and threw down the phone. Only out of great anger can one come up with some kind of “devil of Badyansky”. I still haven’t figured out what it is: the name of an evil spirit or some mysterious and disgusting quality?
Why am I talking in such detail about my relationship with another boy? Mitya’s quarrelsomeness, mood swings, sensitive conversations and constant readiness to quarrel, if only for the sake of the sweetness of reconciliation, began to seem to me an indispensable part of friendship. Having become close to Pavlik, I did not realize for a long time that I had found a different, true friendship. It seemed to me that I was simply patronizing a timid stranger. At first, this was, to a certain extent, the case. Pavlik recently moved into our house and did not make friends with anyone; he was one of those unfortunate children who were walked in Lazarevsky and church gardens.
With this severity, parental care for Pavlik was completely exhausted. In subsequent years, I never saw anything forbidden or imposed on Pavlik. He enjoyed complete independence. He provided parental care to his younger brother, and raised himself. I'm not joking at all: this is how it really happened. Pavlik was loved in the family, and he loved his parents, but he denied them the right to control himself, his interests, daily routine, acquaintances, affections and movement in space. And here he was much freer than me, entangled in domestic taboos. Nevertheless, I played the first violin in our relationship. And not only because he was a local old-timer. My advantage was that I had no idea about our friendship. I still considered it mine best friend Mitya Grebennikova. It’s even amazing how cleverly he made me play in a play called “Holy Friendship.” He liked to walk with me in his arms along the school corridors and take pictures together on Chistye Prudy. I vaguely suspected that Mitya was gaining some small profit from this: at school, whatever you say, he was flattered by his friendship with “comrade orderly”, and under the gun of Chistoprudny “gunner” he enjoyed the superiority of his delicate girlish beauty over my high-cheeked, broad-nosed mediocrity. While the photographer was conjuring under a black rag, the Chistoprud gossips vied with each other in admiring Mitya’s “prune-like” eyes, a hairstyle with the disgusting name “bubikopf” and a flirtatious black bow on the chest. “Girl, just a girl!” - they choked, and he, the fool, was flattered!
On top of that, he turned out to be a sneak. One day class teacher told me to stay after class...
I had a bosom friend Andryushka in the village, I was generally greedy for new things, realities and subtleties village life I didn’t know and I was very interested in everything, how a stove is heated and how a cow is milked and a lot of other interesting things.Andryushka smoked, stole cigarettes from his father, they seemed to hang openly, in a string bag in the kitchen, but they were an absolute taboo.
The cigarettes were stolen, the partisans, numbering two fighters, secretly moved to the calf barn; it was not far away and if Andryushka’s name was called, one could hear it. We lit a cigarette, my head was spinning, there was disgust in my mouth, but I suddenly liked smoking, the Pamir cigarettes were disgusting, Father Andryushkin’s uncle
Petya, a village shepherd, a front-line soldier, called these cigarettes “a beggar in the mountains.”
It was lunch time and we forgot about everything, and he forgot something, driving the calves out to graze, and went to the calf barn, we both froze, he had a cool temper and we would have gotten it... And I threw a cigarette in the corner where we we were smoking, there was a lot of straw everywhere, and the second cigarette flew, we were standing there not breathing, he rummaged around very close to us, he took it and left...
They looked around, and it was already on fire, and everything started happening at once, they looked at each other and ran away in different directions...
The calf barn burned to the ground, a huge black bald spot, something terrible, frightening...
The investigation, the police arrived, the chairman of the collective farm, and they are blaming everything on Andryushka’s father, he smoked, threw a cigarette butt, it burned out, he’s a slob, you have to think...
It’s terribly embarrassing, and it’s as if everyone who sees you looks so carefully into your eyes and they ask, so quietly...
Dima, weren’t you the one who burned the calf barn?
We took milk from this village family, and Andryushka’s mother saw me the next day and asked where the can was? At home... Go get him and come back...
There was a large barn near their house, they stored hay there for the winter, I came back, put the can and take off the lid, and come here and help me, and Adryushka is here in the barn, you were looking for him.
I came in and understood everything, White Andryushka stood silently and looked at me...
She closed the door with a bolt and took a rope, the kind of thick rope used to pull hay when they are transporting hay on a cart...
And she walked away from us with this rope, silently without hysteria and screams, empty words and squeals, we did not hide and did not hide, it hit us hard, for real, the bruises disappeared in a month, our back was black.
She threw the rope, sat down where she was standing, hugged her head with her hands, and began to speak, in that same quiet voice, crying and saying that Uncle Petya would be sent to prison, I have 12 children, how will we live?
And of course, not everyone was small, but with my brain I understood very well what it was like in a village without a man, I saw how and how they lived, and now I understand that it was reality, a calf barn for 120 heads burned to the ground.
She left, and we sat in silence until the evening...
this one was somehow hushed up, Andryushka’s father returned, everyone exhaled...
My grandmother cried incessantly until he returned...
I sat at home and didn’t go out, I needed it, I had to do it myself, I needed to see Uncle Petya, I couldn’t carry it inside me.
I knew where he would leave work alone in the evening, I wasn’t scared, but I decided to sit down so that he could see me from afar, there was a road and the house where we lived was the last one in the village.
I took a stool and sat down at the edge of the road, began to wait... I immediately saw him, and he saw me, he walked slowly, tired. I stood up and walked up to him, I can’t look him in the eyes, I stand and remain silent, and he is silent, it would be better if he hit me or yelled, told me that I was bad and that I belonged in prison...
Uncle Petya forgive me... He just put his hand on my shoulder... Okay,
Mityai...
Come with me, I’ll go to the apiary soon, have you been to the apiary? You need to prepare a coal, a tool and clothes, again, you must always think about what and how you will do, otherwise you will offend the bees, and they will bite.
I have remembered for the rest of my life, you must always think about what and how you are doing, without thinking about what you are doing, you hit everyone who is next to you, for any of your stupidity and cowardice, someone will definitely pay, and only because you did not take for the trouble of thinking how it all might end.
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Which answer option contains the information necessary to substantiate the answer to the question: “Why didn’t the hero nominate Mitya for a public post?”
1) All public posts were already occupied.
2) Mitya did not know how to organize his classmates.
3) The narrator considered this tactless.
4) The narrator did this out of resentment towards his friend
(According to Yu. Nagibin)
Answer:
Indicate a sentence in which the means of expression is a phraseological unit.
1) Our precious friendship almost collapsed on the very first day of school.
2) And then, with tears, Mitya demanded that his former trust be returned to him for the sake of holy friendship, which is “greater than ourselves,” and tried to give me a Judas’ kiss.
3) Mitya’s nonsense, mood swings, sensitive conversations, always ready to quarrel, manifesting itself at the first opportunity, began to seem to me an indispensable part of friendship.
4) Almost the next day Mitya started to make peace.
(1) I had a bosom friend, dark-haired, thick-haired, with a girl’s haircut, Mitya Grebennikov.
(3) Mitya was a resident of our house, but recently his parents changed their apartment. (4) Mitya found himself next door in a large six-story building and became terribly self-important. (5) The house was really great: with luxurious front doors, heavy doors and a spacious, silent elevator. (6) Mitya never tired of boasting about his house: “When you look at Moscow from the sixth floor...”, “I don’t understand how people manage without an elevator...”. (7) I delicately reminded him that quite recently he lived in our house and got along just fine without an elevator. (8) Looking at me with moist dark eyes, Mitya said with disgust that this time seemed like a bad dream to him. (9) For such a thing you should get a punch in the face. (10) But Mitya not only looked like a girl in appearance - he was faint-hearted, sensitive, tearful, capable of hysterical outbursts of rage - and no hand was raised against him. (11) And yet I gave it to him. (12) With a heart-rending roar he rushed at me... (13) Almost the next day Mitya began to make peace. (14) “Our friendship is greater than ourselves, we have no right to lose it” - these are the phrases he knew how to bend. (15) Mitya’s nonsense, mood swings, sensitive conversations, readiness to quarrel, manifesting itself at the first opportunity, began to seem to me an indispensable part of friendship.
(16) Our precious friendship almost collapsed on the very first day of school. (17) When they were choosing class self-government, Mitya proposed me as an orderly. (18) But I did not mention his name when candidates for other public positions were nominated, either out of confusion, or it seemed inconvenient for me to name him after he shouted out my name. (19) Mitya did not show the slightest offense, but his complacency collapsed the minute when I was chosen as an orderly by a majority of votes. (20) There was nothing tempting in this position, but Mitya’s mind seemed clouded with envy.
(21) On top of everything else, he turned out to be a sneak. (22) One day, the class teacher told me to stay after class and gave me a huge scolding for playing with money. (23) Only once in my life did I play smasher, quickly blew seven kopecks in cash and another ruble in debt. (24) But that was the end of my acquaintance with gambling.
(25) Pressed into a corner, Mitya admitted to the denunciation. (26) It is important to note that he slandered me for my own benefit, fearing that bad inclinations might awaken in me again. (27) And then, with tears, Mitya demanded that his former trust be returned to him for the sake of holy friendship, which is “greater than ourselves,” and tried to give me the kiss of Judas. (28) All this looked false, bad, dishonest, nevertheless, for another two years I participated in an undignified farce, until I suddenly realized that real friendship has a completely different address.
The text was edited by the editors of RESHUOGE
(According to Yu. Nagibin)
Answer:
From sentences 1–5, write down a word in which the spelling of the prefix depends on the voicelessness of the subsequent consonant.
(1) I had a bosom friend, dark-haired, thick-haired, with a girl’s haircut, Mitya Grebennikov. (2) Our friendship with him began, it seems, at the age of four.
(3) Mitya was a resident of our house, but recently his parents changed their apartment. (4) Mitya found himself next door in a large six-story building and became terribly self-important. (5) The house was really great: with luxurious front doors, heavy doors and a spacious, silent elevator. (6) Mitya never tired of boasting about his house: “When you look at Moscow from the sixth floor...”, “I don’t understand how people manage without an elevator...”. (7) I delicately reminded him that quite recently he lived in our house and got along just fine without an elevator. (8) Looking at me with moist dark eyes, Mitya said with disgust that this time seemed like a bad dream to him. (9) For such a thing you should get a punch in the face. (10) But Mitya not only looked like a girl in appearance - he was faint-hearted, sensitive, tearful, capable of hysterical outbursts of rage - and no hand was raised against him. (11) And yet I gave it to him. (12) With a heart-rending roar he rushed at me... (13) Almost the next day Mitya began to make peace. (14) “Our friendship is greater than ourselves, we have no right to lose it” - these are the phrases he knew how to bend. (15) Mitya’s nonsense, mood swings, sensitive conversations, readiness to quarrel, manifesting itself at the first opportunity, began to seem to me an indispensable part of friendship.
(16) Our precious friendship almost collapsed on the very first day of school. (17) When they were choosing class self-government, Mitya proposed me as an orderly. (18) But I did not mention his name when candidates for other public positions were nominated, either out of confusion, or it seemed inconvenient for me to name him after he shouted out my name. (19) Mitya did not show the slightest offense, but his complacency collapsed the minute when I was chosen as an orderly by a majority of votes. (20) There was nothing tempting in this position, but Mitya’s mind seemed clouded with envy.
(21) On top of everything else, he turned out to be a sneak. (22) One day, the class teacher told me to stay after class and gave me a huge scolding for playing with money. (23) Only once in my life did I play smasher, quickly blew seven kopecks in cash and another ruble in debt. (24) But that was the end of my acquaintance with gambling.
(25) Pressed into a corner, Mitya admitted to the denunciation. (26) It is important to note that he slandered me for my own benefit, fearing that bad inclinations might awaken in me again. (27) And then, with tears, Mitya demanded that his former trust be returned to him for the sake of holy friendship, which is “greater than ourselves,” and tried to give me the kiss of Judas. (28) All this looked false, bad, dishonest, nevertheless, for another two years I participated in an undignified farce, until I suddenly realized that real friendship has a completely different address.
The text was edited by the editors of RESHUOGE
(According to Yu. Nagibin)
(1) I had a bosom friend, dark-haired, thick-haired, with a girl’s haircut, Mitya Grebennikov. (2) Our friendship with him began, it seems, at the age of four.
(3) Mitya was a resident of our house, but recently his parents changed their apartment. (4) Mitya found himself next door in a large six-story building and became terribly self-important. (5) The house was really great: with luxurious front doors, heavy doors and a spacious, silent elevator.
Answer:
From sentences 15–18, write down a word in which the spelling of the suffix is determined by the rule: “In an adjective formed from a noun using the suffix -ENN, NN is written.”
(1) I had a bosom friend, dark-haired, thick-haired, with a girl’s haircut, Mitya Grebennikov. (2) Our friendship with him began, it seems, at the age of four.
(3) Mitya was a resident of our house, but recently his parents changed their apartment. (4) Mitya found himself next door in a large six-story building and became terribly self-important. (5) The house was really great: with luxurious front doors, heavy doors and a spacious, silent elevator. (6) Mitya never tired of boasting about his house: “When you look at Moscow from the sixth floor...”, “I don’t understand how people manage without an elevator...”. (7) I delicately reminded him that quite recently he lived in our house and got along just fine without an elevator. (8) Looking at me with moist dark eyes, Mitya said with disgust that this time seemed like a bad dream to him. (9) For such a thing you should get a punch in the face. (10) But Mitya not only looked like a girl in appearance - he was faint-hearted, sensitive, tearful, capable of hysterical outbursts of rage - and no hand was raised against him. (11) And yet I gave it to him. (12) With a heart-rending roar he rushed at me... (13) Almost the next day Mitya began to make peace. (14) “Our friendship is greater than ourselves, we have no right to lose it” - these are the phrases he knew how to bend. (15) Mitya’s nonsense, mood swings, sensitive conversations, readiness to quarrel, manifesting itself at the first opportunity, began to seem to me an indispensable part of friendship.
(16) Our precious friendship almost collapsed on the very first day of school. (17) When they were choosing class self-government, Mitya proposed me as an orderly. (18) But I did not mention his name when candidates for other public positions were nominated, either out of confusion, or it seemed inconvenient for me to name him after he shouted out my name. (19) Mitya did not show the slightest offense, but his complacency collapsed the minute when I was chosen as an orderly by a majority of votes. (20) There was nothing tempting in this position, but Mitya’s mind seemed clouded with envy.
(21) On top of everything else, he turned out to be a sneak. (22) One day, the class teacher told me to stay after class and gave me a huge scolding for playing with money. (23) Only once in my life did I play smasher, quickly blew seven kopecks in cash and another ruble in debt. (24) But that was the end of my acquaintance with gambling.
(25) Pressed into a corner, Mitya admitted to the denunciation. (26) It is important to note that he slandered me for my own benefit, fearing that bad inclinations might awaken in me again. (27) And then, with tears, Mitya demanded that his former trust be returned to him for the sake of holy friendship, which is “greater than ourselves,” and tried to give me the kiss of Judas. (28) All this looked false, bad, dishonest, nevertheless, for another two years I participated in an undignified farce, until I suddenly realized that real friendship has a completely different address.
The text was edited by the editors of RESHUOGE
(According to Yu. Nagibin)
(15) Mitya’s nonsense, mood swings, sensitive conversations, readiness to quarrel, manifesting itself at the first opportunity, began to seem to me an indispensable part of friendship.
(16) Our precious friendship almost collapsed on the very first day of school. (17) When they were choosing class self-government, Mitya proposed me as an orderly. (18) But I did not mention his name when candidates for other public positions were nominated, either out of confusion, or it seemed inconvenient for me to name him after he shouted out my name.
Answer:
Replace the colloquial word “blown” in sentence 23 with a stylistically neutral synonym. Write this synonym
(1) I had a bosom friend, dark-haired, thick-haired, with a girl’s haircut, Mitya Grebennikov. (2) Our friendship with him began, it seems, at the age of four.
(3) Mitya was a resident of our house, but recently his parents changed their apartment. (4) Mitya found himself next door in a large six-story building and became terribly self-important. (5) The house was really great: with luxurious front doors, heavy doors and a spacious, silent elevator. (6) Mitya never tired of boasting about his house: “When you look at Moscow from the sixth floor...”, “I don’t understand how people manage without an elevator...”. (7) I delicately reminded him that quite recently he lived in our house and got along just fine without an elevator. (8) Looking at me with moist dark eyes, Mitya said with disgust that this time seemed like a bad dream to him. (9) For such a thing you should get a punch in the face. (10) But Mitya not only looked like a girl in appearance - he was faint-hearted, sensitive, tearful, capable of hysterical outbursts of rage - and no hand was raised against him. (11) And yet I gave it to him. (12) With a heart-rending roar he rushed at me... (13) Almost the next day Mitya began to make peace. (14) “Our friendship is greater than ourselves, we have no right to lose it” - these are the phrases he knew how to bend. (15) Mitya’s nonsense, mood swings, sensitive conversations, readiness to quarrel, manifesting itself at the first opportunity, began to seem to me an indispensable part of friendship.
(16) Our precious friendship almost collapsed on the very first day of school. (17) When they were choosing class self-government, Mitya proposed me as an orderly. (18) But I did not mention his name when candidates for other public positions were nominated, either out of confusion, or it seemed inconvenient for me to name him after he shouted out my name. (19) Mitya did not show the slightest offense, but his complacency collapsed the minute when I was chosen as an orderly by a majority of votes. (20) There was nothing tempting in this position, but Mitya’s mind seemed clouded with envy.
(21) On top of everything else, he turned out to be a sneak. (22) One day, the class teacher told me to stay after class and gave me a huge scolding for playing with money. (23) Only once in my life did I play smasher, quickly blew seven kopecks in cash and another ruble in debt. (24) But that was the end of my acquaintance with gambling.
(25) Pressed into a corner, Mitya admitted to the denunciation. (26) It is important to note that he slandered me for my own benefit, fearing that bad inclinations might awaken in me again. (27) And then, with tears, Mitya demanded that his former trust be returned to him for the sake of holy friendship, which is “greater than ourselves,” and tried to give me the kiss of Judas. (28) All this looked false, bad, dishonest, nevertheless, for another two years I participated in an undignified farce, until I suddenly realized that real friendship has a completely different address.
The text was edited by the editors of RESHUOGE
(According to Yu. Nagibin)
(2) Our friendship with him began, it seems, at the age of four.
Answer:
Replace the phrase “school day” (sentence 16), built on the basis of the coordination connection, with a synonymous phrase with the management connection. Write the resulting phrase.
(1) I had a bosom friend, dark-haired, thick-haired, with a girl’s haircut, Mitya Grebennikov. (2) Our friendship with him began, it seems, at the age of four.
(3) Mitya was a resident of our house, but recently his parents changed their apartment. (4) Mitya found himself next door in a large six-story building and became terribly self-important. (5) The house was really great: with luxurious front doors, heavy doors and a spacious, silent elevator. (6) Mitya never tired of boasting about his house: “When you look at Moscow from the sixth floor...”, “I don’t understand how people manage without an elevator...”. (7) I delicately reminded him that quite recently he lived in our house and got along just fine without an elevator. (8) Looking at me with moist dark eyes, Mitya said with disgust that this time seemed like a bad dream to him. (9) For such a thing you should get a punch in the face. (10) But Mitya not only looked like a girl in appearance - he was faint-hearted, sensitive, tearful, capable of hysterical outbursts of rage - and no hand was raised against him. (11) And yet I gave it to him. (12) With a heart-rending roar he rushed at me... (13) Almost the next day Mitya began to make peace. (14) “Our friendship is greater than ourselves, we have no right to lose it” - these are the phrases he knew how to bend. (15) Mitya’s nonsense, mood swings, sensitive conversations, readiness to quarrel, manifesting itself at the first opportunity, began to seem to me an indispensable part of friendship.
(16) Our precious friendship almost collapsed on the very first day of school. (17) When they were choosing class self-government, Mitya proposed me as an orderly. (18) But I did not mention his name when candidates for other public positions were nominated, either out of confusion, or it seemed inconvenient for me to name him after he shouted out my name. (19) Mitya did not show the slightest offense, but his complacency collapsed the minute when I was chosen as an orderly by a majority of votes. (20) There was nothing tempting in this position, but Mitya’s mind seemed clouded with envy.
(21) On top of everything else, he turned out to be a sneak. (22) One day, the class teacher told me to stay after class and gave me a huge scolding for playing with money. (23) Only once in my life did I play smasher, quickly blew seven kopecks in cash and another ruble in debt. (24) But that was the end of my acquaintance with gambling.
(25) Pressed into a corner, Mitya admitted to the denunciation. (26) It is important to note that he slandered me for my own benefit, fearing that bad inclinations might awaken in me again. (27) And then, with tears, Mitya demanded that his former trust be returned to him for the sake of holy friendship, which is “greater than ourselves,” and tried to give me the kiss of Judas. (28) All this looked false, bad, dishonest, nevertheless, for another two years I participated in an undignified farce, until I suddenly realized that real friendship has a completely different address.
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(1) I had a bosom friend, dark-haired, thick-haired, with a girl’s haircut, Mitya Grebennikov.
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Write down the grammatical basis of sentence 21.
(1) I had a bosom friend, dark-haired, thick-haired, with a girl’s haircut, Mitya Grebennikov. (2) Our friendship with him began, it seems, at the age of four.
(3) Mitya was a resident of our house, but recently his parents changed their apartment. (4) Mitya found himself next door in a large six-story building and became terribly self-important. (5) The house was really great: with luxurious front doors, heavy doors and a spacious, silent elevator. (6) Mitya never tired of boasting about his house: “When you look at Moscow from the sixth floor...”, “I don’t understand how people manage without an elevator...”. (7) I delicately reminded him that quite recently he lived in our house and got along just fine without an elevator. (8) Looking at me with moist dark eyes, Mitya said with disgust that this time seemed like a bad dream to him. (9) For such a thing you should get a punch in the face. (10) But Mitya not only looked like a girl in appearance - he was faint-hearted, sensitive, tearful, capable of hysterical outbursts of rage - and no hand was raised against him. (11) And yet I gave it to him. (12) With a heart-rending roar he rushed at me... (13) Almost the next day Mitya began to make peace. (14) “Our friendship is greater than ourselves, we have no right to lose it” - these are the phrases he knew how to bend. (15) Mitya’s nonsense, mood swings, sensitive conversations, readiness to quarrel, manifesting itself at the first opportunity, began to seem to me an indispensable part of friendship.
(16) Our precious friendship almost collapsed on the very first day of school. (17) When they were choosing class self-government, Mitya proposed me as an orderly. (18) But I did not mention his name when candidates for other public positions were nominated, either out of confusion, or it seemed inconvenient for me to name him after he shouted out my name. (19) Mitya did not show the slightest offense, but his complacency collapsed the minute when I was chosen as an orderly by a majority of votes. (20) There was nothing tempting in this position, but Mitya’s mind seemed clouded with envy.
(21) On top of everything else, he turned out to be a sneak. (22) One day, the class teacher told me to stay after class and gave me a huge scolding for playing with money. (23) Only once in my life did I play smasher, quickly blew seven kopecks in cash and another ruble in debt. (24) But that was the end of my acquaintance with gambling.
(25) Pressed into a corner, Mitya admitted to the denunciation. (26) It is important to note that he slandered me for my own benefit, fearing that bad inclinations might awaken in me again. (27) And then, with tears, Mitya demanded that his former trust be returned to him for the sake of holy friendship, which is “greater than ourselves,” and tried to give me the kiss of Judas. (28) All this looked false, bad, dishonest, nevertheless, for another two years I participated in an undignified farce, until I suddenly realized that real friendship has a completely different address.
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(2) Our friendship with him began, it seems, at the age of four.
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Among sentences 8–15, find a sentence with a separate common definition. Write the number of this offer.
(1) I had a bosom friend, dark-haired, thick-haired, with a girl’s haircut, Mitya Grebennikov. (2) Our friendship with him began, it seems, at the age of four.
(3) Mitya was a resident of our house, but recently his parents changed their apartment. (4) Mitya found himself next door in a large six-story building and became terribly self-important. (5) The house was really great: with luxurious front doors, heavy doors and a spacious, silent elevator. (6) Mitya never tired of boasting about his house: “When you look at Moscow from the sixth floor...”, “I don’t understand how people manage without an elevator...”. (7) I delicately reminded him that quite recently he lived in our house and got along just fine without an elevator. (8) Looking at me with moist dark eyes, Mitya said with disgust that this time seemed like a bad dream to him. (9) For such a thing you should get a punch in the face. (10) But Mitya not only looked like a girl in appearance - he was faint-hearted, sensitive, tearful, capable of hysterical outbursts of rage - and no hand was raised against him. (11) And yet I gave it to him. (12) With a heart-rending roar he rushed at me... (13) Almost the next day Mitya began to make peace. (14) “Our friendship is greater than ourselves, we have no right to lose it” - these are the phrases he knew how to bend. (15) Mitya’s nonsense, mood swings, sensitive conversations, readiness to quarrel, manifesting itself at the first opportunity, began to seem to me an indispensable part of friendship.
(16) Our precious friendship almost collapsed on the very first day of school. (17) When they were choosing class self-government, Mitya proposed me as an orderly. (18) But I did not mention his name when candidates for other public positions were nominated, either out of confusion, or it seemed inconvenient for me to name him after he shouted out my name. (19) Mitya did not show the slightest offense, but his complacency collapsed the minute when I was chosen as an orderly by a majority of votes. (20) There was nothing tempting in this position, but Mitya’s mind seemed clouded with envy.
(21) On top of everything else, he turned out to be a sneak. (22) One day, the class teacher told me to stay after class and gave me a huge scolding for playing with money. (23) Only once in my life did I play smasher, quickly blew seven kopecks in cash and another ruble in debt. (24) But that was the end of my acquaintance with gambling.
(25) Pressed into a corner, Mitya admitted to the denunciation. (26) It is important to note that he slandered me for my own benefit, fearing that bad inclinations might awaken in me again. (27) And then, with tears, Mitya demanded that his former trust be returned to him for the sake of holy friendship, which is “greater than ourselves,” and tried to give me the kiss of Judas. (28) All this looked false, bad, dishonest, nevertheless, for another two years I participated in an undignified farce, until I suddenly realized that real friendship has a completely different address.
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(8) Looking at me with moist dark eyes, Mitya said with disgust that this time seemed like a bad dream to him. (9) For such a thing you should get a punch in the face. (10) But Mitya not only looked like a girl in appearance - he was faint-hearted, sensitive, tearful, capable of hysterical outbursts of rage - and no hand was raised against him. (11) And yet I gave it to him. (12) With a heart-rending roar he rushed at me... (13) Almost the next day Mitya began to make peace. (14) “Our friendship is greater than ourselves, we have no right to lose it” - these are the phrases he knew how to bend. (15) Mitya’s nonsense, mood swings, sensitive conversations, readiness to quarrel, manifesting itself at the first opportunity, began to seem to me an indispensable part of friendship.
Answer:
In the sentences below from the text read, all commas are numbered. Write down the numbers indicating commas in the introductory word.
I had a bosom friend, (1) dark-haired, (2) thick-haired, (3) with a haircut
girl Mitya Grebennikov. Our friendship with him began, (4) it seems, (5) at the age of four.
(1) I had a bosom friend, dark-haired, thick-haired, with a girl’s haircut, Mitya Grebennikov. (2) Our friendship with him began, it seems, at the age of four.
(3) Mitya was a resident of our house, but recently his parents changed their apartment. (4) Mitya found himself next door in a large six-story building and became terribly self-important. (5) The house was really great: with luxurious front doors, heavy doors and a spacious, silent elevator. (6) Mitya never tired of boasting about his house: “When you look at Moscow from the sixth floor...”, “I don’t understand how people manage without an elevator...”. (7) I delicately reminded him that quite recently he lived in our house and got along just fine without an elevator. (8) Looking at me with moist dark eyes, Mitya said with disgust that this time seemed like a bad dream to him. (9) For such a thing you should get a punch in the face. (10) But Mitya not only looked like a girl in appearance - he was faint-hearted, sensitive, tearful, capable of hysterical outbursts of rage - and no hand was raised against him. (11) And yet I gave it to him. (12) With a heart-rending roar he rushed at me... (13) Almost the next day Mitya began to make peace. (14) “Our friendship is greater than ourselves, we have no right to lose it” - these are the phrases he knew how to bend. (15) Mitya’s nonsense, mood swings, sensitive conversations, readiness to quarrel, manifesting itself at the first opportunity, began to seem to me an indispensable part of friendship.
(16) Our precious friendship almost collapsed on the very first day of school. (17) When they were choosing class self-government, Mitya proposed me as an orderly. (18) But I did not mention his name when candidates for other public positions were nominated, either out of confusion, or it seemed inconvenient for me to name him after he shouted out my name. (19) Mitya did not show the slightest offense, but his complacency collapsed the minute when I was chosen as an orderly by a majority of votes. (20) There was nothing tempting in this position, but Mitya’s mind seemed clouded with envy.
(21) On top of everything else, he turned out to be a sneak. (22) One day, the class teacher told me to stay after class and gave me a huge scolding for playing with money. (23) Only once in my life did I play smasher, quickly blew seven kopecks in cash and another ruble in debt. (24) But that was the end of my acquaintance with gambling.
(25) Pressed into a corner, Mitya admitted to the denunciation. (26) It is important to note that he slandered me for my own benefit, fearing that bad inclinations might awaken in me again. (27) And then, with tears, Mitya demanded that his former trust be returned to him for the sake of holy friendship, which is “greater than ourselves,” and tried to give me the kiss of Judas. (28) All this looked false, bad, dishonest, nevertheless, for another two years I participated in an undignified farce, until I suddenly realized that real friendship has a completely different address.
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Specify quantity grammar basics in sentence 20. Write the answer in numbers.
(1) I had a bosom friend, dark-haired, thick-haired, with a girl’s haircut, Mitya Grebennikov. (2) Our friendship with him began, it seems, at the age of four.
(3) Mitya was a resident of our house, but recently his parents changed their apartment. (4) Mitya found himself next door in a large six-story building and became terribly self-important. (5) The house was really great: with luxurious front doors, heavy doors and a spacious, silent elevator. (6) Mitya never tired of boasting about his house: “When you look at Moscow from the sixth floor...”, “I don’t understand how people manage without an elevator...”. (7) I delicately reminded him that quite recently he lived in our house and got along just fine without an elevator. (8) Looking at me with moist dark eyes, Mitya said with disgust that this time seemed like a bad dream to him. (9) For such a thing you should get a punch in the face. (10) But Mitya not only looked like a girl in appearance - he was faint-hearted, sensitive, tearful, capable of hysterical outbursts of rage - and no hand was raised against him. (11) And yet I gave it to him. (12) With a heart-rending roar he rushed at me... (13) Almost the next day Mitya began to make peace. (14) “Our friendship is greater than ourselves, we have no right to lose it” - these are the phrases he knew how to bend. (15) Mitya’s nonsense, mood swings, sensitive conversations, readiness to quarrel, manifesting itself at the first opportunity, began to seem to me an indispensable part of friendship.
(16) Our precious friendship almost collapsed on the very first day of school. (17) When they were choosing class self-government, Mitya proposed me as an orderly. (18) But I did not mention his name when candidates for other public positions were nominated, either out of confusion, or it seemed inconvenient for me to name him after he shouted out my name. (19) Mitya did not show the slightest offense, but his complacency collapsed the minute when I was chosen as an orderly by a majority of votes. (20) There was nothing tempting in this position, but Mitya’s mind seemed clouded with envy.
(21) On top of everything else, he turned out to be a sneak. (22) One day, the class teacher told me to stay after class and gave me a huge scolding for playing with money. (23) Only once in my life did I play smasher, quickly blew seven kopecks in cash and another ruble in debt. (24) But that was the end of my acquaintance with gambling.
(25) Pressed into a corner, Mitya admitted to the denunciation. (26) It is important to note that he slandered me for my own benefit, fearing that bad inclinations might awaken in me again. (27) And then, with tears, Mitya demanded that his former trust be returned to him for the sake of holy friendship, which is “greater than ourselves,” and tried to give me the kiss of Judas. (28) All this looked false, bad, dishonest, nevertheless, for another two years I participated in an undignified farce, until I suddenly realized that real friendship has a completely different address.
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(2) Our friendship with him began, it seems, at the age of four.
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In the sentence below from the text read, all commas are numbered. Write down the number(s) indicating the comma(s) between parts of a complex sentence connected by a coordinating connection.
Mitya did not show the slightest offense, (1) but his complacency collapsed the minute (2) when by a majority of votes I was chosen as an orderly.
(1) I had a bosom friend, dark-haired, thick-haired, with a girl’s haircut, Mitya Grebennikov. (2) Our friendship with him began, it seems, at the age of four.
(3) Mitya was a resident of our house, but recently his parents changed their apartment. (4) Mitya found himself next door in a large six-story building and became terribly self-important. (5) The house was really great: with luxurious front doors, heavy doors and a spacious, silent elevator. (6) Mitya never tired of boasting about his house: “When you look at Moscow from the sixth floor...”, “I don’t understand how people manage without an elevator...”. (7) I delicately reminded him that quite recently he lived in our house and got along just fine without an elevator. (8) Looking at me with moist dark eyes, Mitya said with disgust that this time seemed like a bad dream to him. (9) For such a thing you should get a punch in the face. (10) But Mitya not only looked like a girl in appearance - he was faint-hearted, sensitive, tearful, capable of hysterical outbursts of rage - and no hand was raised against him. (11) And yet I gave it to him. (12) With a heart-rending roar he rushed at me... (13) Almost the next day Mitya began to make peace. (14) “Our friendship is greater than ourselves, we have no right to lose it” - these are the phrases he knew how to bend. (15) Mitya’s nonsense, mood swings, sensitive conversations, readiness to quarrel, manifesting itself at the first opportunity, began to seem to me an indispensable part of friendship.
(16) Our precious friendship almost collapsed on the very first day of school. (17) When they were choosing class self-government, Mitya proposed me as an orderly. (18) But I did not mention his name when candidates for other public positions were nominated, either out of confusion, or it seemed inconvenient for me to name him after he shouted out my name. (19) Mitya did not show the slightest offense, but his complacency collapsed the minute when I was chosen as an orderly by a majority of votes. (20) There was nothing tempting in this position, but Mitya’s mind seemed clouded with envy.
(21) On top of everything else, he turned out to be a sneak. (22) One day, the class teacher told me to stay after class and gave me a huge scolding for playing with money. (23) Only once in my life did I play smasher, quickly blew seven kopecks in cash and another ruble in debt. (24) But that was the end of my acquaintance with gambling.
(25) Pressed into a corner, Mitya admitted to the denunciation. (26) It is important to note that he slandered me for my own benefit, fearing that bad inclinations might awaken in me again. (27) And then, with tears, Mitya demanded that his former trust be returned to him for the sake of holy friendship, which is “greater than ourselves,” and tried to give me the kiss of Judas. (28) All this looked false, bad, dishonest, nevertheless, for another two years I participated in an undignified farce, until I suddenly realized that real friendship has a completely different address.
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Among sentences 25–28, find complex sentences with consistent submission subordinate clauses. Write the numbers of these sentences.
(1) I had a bosom friend, dark-haired, thick-haired, with a girl’s haircut, Mitya Grebennikov. (2) Our friendship with him began, it seems, at the age of four.
(3) Mitya was a resident of our house, but recently his parents changed their apartment. (4) Mitya found himself next door in a large six-story building and became terribly self-important. (5) The house was really great: with luxurious front doors, heavy doors and a spacious, silent elevator. (6) Mitya never tired of boasting about his house: “When you look at Moscow from the sixth floor...”, “I don’t understand how people manage without an elevator...”. (7) I delicately reminded him that quite recently he lived in our house and got along just fine without an elevator. (8) Looking at me with moist dark eyes, Mitya said with disgust that this time seemed like a bad dream to him. (9) For such a thing you should get a punch in the face. (10) But Mitya not only looked like a girl in appearance - he was faint-hearted, sensitive, tearful, capable of hysterical outbursts of rage - and no hand was raised against him. (11) And yet I gave it to him. (12) With a heart-rending roar he rushed at me... (13) Almost the next day Mitya began to make peace. (14) “Our friendship is greater than ourselves, we have no right to lose it” - these are the phrases he knew how to bend. (15) Mitya’s nonsense, mood swings, sensitive conversations, readiness to quarrel, manifesting itself at the first opportunity, began to seem to me an indispensable part of friendship.
(16) Our precious friendship almost collapsed on the very first day of school. (17) When they were choosing class self-government, Mitya proposed me as an orderly. (18) But I did not mention his name when candidates for other public positions were nominated, either out of confusion, or it seemed inconvenient for me to name him after he shouted out my name. (19) Mitya did not show the slightest offense, but his complacency collapsed the minute when I was chosen as an orderly by a majority of votes. (20) There was nothing tempting in this position, but Mitya’s mind seemed clouded with envy.
(21) On top of everything else, he turned out to be a sneak. (22) One day, the class teacher told me to stay after class and gave me a huge scolding for playing with money. (23) Only once in my life did I play smasher, quickly blew seven kopecks in cash and another ruble in debt. (24) But that was the end of my acquaintance with gambling.
(25) Pressed into a corner, Mitya admitted to the denunciation. (26) It is important to note that he slandered me for my own benefit, fearing that bad inclinations might awaken in me again. (27) And then, with tears, Mitya demanded that his former trust be returned to him for the sake of holy friendship, which is “greater than ourselves,” and tried to give me the kiss of Judas. (28) All this looked false, bad, dishonest, nevertheless, for another two years I participated in an undignified farce, until I suddenly realized that real friendship has a completely different address.
Find among 10–15 offers complex sentence With non-union connection between parts. Write the number of this offer.
(1) I had a bosom friend, dark-haired, thick-haired, with a girl’s haircut, Mitya Grebennikov. (2) Our friendship with him began, it seems, at the age of four.
(3) Mitya was a resident of our house, but recently his parents changed their apartment. (4) Mitya found himself next door in a large six-story building and became terribly self-important. (5) The house was really great: with luxurious front doors, heavy doors and a spacious, silent elevator. (6) Mitya never tired of boasting about his house: “When you look at Moscow from the sixth floor...”, “I don’t understand how people manage without an elevator...”. (7) I delicately reminded him that quite recently he lived in our house and got along just fine without an elevator. (8) Looking at me with moist dark eyes, Mitya said with disgust that this time seemed like a bad dream to him. (9) For such a thing you should get a punch in the face. (10) But Mitya not only looked like a girl in appearance - he was faint-hearted, sensitive, tearful, capable of hysterical outbursts of rage - and no hand was raised against him. (11) And yet I gave it to him. (12) With a heart-rending roar he rushed at me... (13) Almost the next day Mitya began to make peace. (14) “Our friendship is greater than ourselves, we have no right to lose it” - these are the phrases he knew how to bend. (15) Mitya’s nonsense, mood swings, sensitive conversations, readiness to quarrel, manifesting itself at the first opportunity, began to seem to me an indispensable part of friendship.
(16) Our precious friendship almost collapsed on the very first day of school. (17) When they were choosing class self-government, Mitya proposed me as an orderly. (18) But I did not mention his name when candidates for other public positions were nominated, either out of confusion, or it seemed inconvenient for me to name him after he shouted out my name. (19) Mitya did not show the slightest offense, but his complacency collapsed the minute when I was chosen as an orderly by a majority of votes. (20) There was nothing tempting in this position, but Mitya’s mind seemed clouded with envy.
(21) On top of everything else, he turned out to be a sneak. (22) One day, the class teacher told me to stay after class and gave me a huge scolding for playing with money. (23) Only once in my life did I play smasher, quickly blew seven kopecks in cash and another ruble in debt. (24) But that was the end of my acquaintance with gambling.
(25) Pressed into a corner, Mitya admitted to the denunciation. (26) It is important to note that he slandered me for my own benefit, fearing that bad inclinations might awaken in me again. (27) And then, with tears, Mitya demanded that his former trust be returned to him for the sake of holy friendship, which is “greater than ourselves,” and tried to give me the kiss of Judas. (28) All this looked false, bad, dishonest, nevertheless, for another two years I participated in an undignified farce, until I suddenly realized that real friendship has a completely different address.
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(10) But Mitya not only looked like a girl in appearance - he was faint-hearted, sensitive, tearful, capable of hysterical outbursts of rage - and no hand was raised against him. (11) And yet I gave it to him. (12) With a heart-rending roar he rushed at me... (13) Almost the next day Mitya began to make peace. (14) “Our friendship is greater than ourselves, we have no right to lose it” - these are the phrases he knew how to bend. (15) Mitya’s nonsense, mood swings, sensitive conversations, readiness to quarrel, manifesting itself at the first opportunity, began to seem to me an indispensable part of friendship.
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I had a bosom friend Andryushka in the village, I was generally greedy, I didn’t know the realities and intricacies of village life and I was very interested in everything, how to heat a stove and how to milk a cow and a lot of other interesting things. Andryushka smoked, stole cigarettes from his father, they They seemed to be hanging openly, hanging in the kitchen, but they were absolutely taboo. The cigarettes were stolen, the partisans, numbering two fighters, secretly moved to the calf barn, it was not far away and if Andryushka’s name was called, you could hear it. We lit a cigarette, my head was spinning, there was disgust in my mouth, I suddenly liked the cigarette, the cigarettes were disgusting “Pamir”, Andryushka’s father, Uncle Petya, a village shepherd, a front-line soldier, called these cigarettes “a beggar in the mountains.” It was lunch time and we forgot about everything, but he... then I forgot, driving the calves out to graze, and went to the calf barn, we both froze, he had a tough temper and we would have gotten it... And I threw the cigarette into the corner, where we smoked there was a lot of straw everywhere, and the second cigarette flew, we were standing there not breathing, he dug around very close to us, then he took it and left... We looked around, and it was already on fire, and everything started happening at once, we looked at each other and ran away in different directions... The calf barn burned to the ground, a huge black bald spot, something terrible, frightening... Investigation, the police arrived, the chairman of the collective farm, and they blamed everything on Andryushka’s father, he smoked, threw a cigarette butt, burned out, he’s a slob, he’s a wife to think about... It’s terrible shame, and it’s as if everyone who sees you looks so carefully into your eyes and they ask, so quietly ...Dima, weren’t you the one who burned the calf barn? We took milk from this village family, and Andryushka’s mother saw me the next day and asked where the can was? At home... Go get him and come back... Their house had a big barn, they stored hay there for the winter, I came back, put the can and take off the lid, and come here and help me and Adryushkatut in the barn, you were looking for him .I walked in and understood everything, Andryushka the white one stood there silently and looked at me... She closed the door with a bolt and took a rope, the kind of thick rope they use to pull hay when they are transporting hay on a cart... And she walked us away with this rope, silently without hysteria and screams, empty words and squeals, we didn’t hide and didn’t close ourselves off, it hit us hard, for real, the bruises went away in a month, my back was black. I threw the rope, sat down where I was standing, hugged my head with my hands, and began to speak, in that same quiet voice, crying and she said that Uncle Petya would be sent to prison, I have 12 children, how will we live? And of course not all were small, but what is it like in a village without a man, I understood very well with my brain, I saw how and with what they live, and now I understand that this was reality, a 120-head calf barn burned to the ground. She left, and we sat in silence until the evening... This story was somehow hushed up, Andryushka’s father returned, everyone exhaled... My grandmother cried incessantly until he returned... I sat at home and did not go out, I I had to, I had to do it myself, I had to see Uncle Petya, I couldn’t carry it inside me. I knew where he would go home from work alone in the evening, I wasn’t scared, but I decided to sit down so that he could see me from afar, there was a road and the house where we lived was the last one in the village. I took a stool and sat down at the edge of the road, began to wait... I immediately saw him, and he saw me, he walked slowly, tired. I stood up and walked up to him, I can’t look him in the eyes, I stand and remain silent, and he is silent, it would be better if he hit me or yelled, told me that I was bad and that I belonged in prison... Uncle Petya forgive me... He just shook his hand he put it on my shoulder... Okay, Mityai... Come with me, I’ll go to the apiary soon, have you been to the apiary? You need to prepare coal, tools and clothes, again, you must always think about what and how you will do, otherwise you will offend the bees, and they will bite. I have remembered for the rest of my life, you must always think about what and how you are doing, without thinking about what you are doing, hitting at the backhand of everyone around you, for any of your stupidity and cowardice, someone will definitely pay, and only because you didn’t take the trouble to think about how it could all end.
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Friendship is a kinship of souls that binds two people with common interests and mutual sympathy, but does not tolerate betrayal, deception and falsehood.
Nagibin’s text describes the relationship between two boys, which in no way resembles friendship. The narrator does not immediately understand this, endures the arrogance and hysteria of his friend, and one day even experiences betrayal (sentences 21-24). It is at this turning point that he realizes that his comrade is a weak-willed and self-righteous liar, incapable of friendship.
Another example from literature is the relationship between Tolstoy and Tonkoy in story of the same name Chekhov. Thin betrays friendship by being a hypocrite and humiliating himself in front of his comrade because of class prejudices. In fact, in this case, the kinship of souls was also destroyed by the lies and mannerisms of one of the friends.
Thus, soul kinship is impossible without honest and open relationships.
Example from life
I also had a friend who was not known for his honesty. I realized this when we were playing with firecrackers. As soon as the adults discovered our joint prank, he blamed everything on me, although the idea belonged to him. After that, the friendship burned out as quickly as the fuse of a firework.
Essay 15.3 on the topic: What is friendship? According to Nagibin’s text “In our pair I was the leader”
Assignment: How do you understand the meaning of the word FRIENDSHIP? Formulate and comment on the definition you have given. Write an essay-argument on the topic “What is friendship”, using the definition you gave as the thesis.
(117 words)
Friendship is a relationship between people, supported by loyalty, the desire to help and help each other, as well as common interests and unanimous opinions. But the most important thing in friendship is the rejection of betrayal.
In the proposed text, the narrator betrays friendship by slandering a comrade (sentences 28-30). The consequences of his action were insignificant, but Pavlik lost confidence in his friend and stopped communicating forever (sentence 62), because friendship without fidelity is an empty phrase, just a superficial acquaintance.
An example from the literature on this topic is the relationship between Troekurov and Dubrovsky in Pushkin’s novel “Dubrovsky”. The rich gentleman trampled on the feelings of his comrade, encroaching on his rights. The poor but proud nobleman never forgave the insult; many years of friendship were destroyed due to betrayal.
Thus, you must be able to be friends, that is, you must never allow yourself to commit betrayal.
Example from life
There was also a similar incident in my life: a friend did not help on a test at the most decisive moment, but not because she could not: it was fundamentally important to her that everyone would get what they deserved. I would have understood it if I hadn't really prepared, but I was just sick when it was explained. As a result, I didn’t sit down with her and didn’t communicate anymore, because true friend will always help out, which means she wasn’t.
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