Childhood: "Here is my village..."

An excerpt from the poem of Ivan Surikova (1841-1880) to everyone from school years. It"s amazing, but it was this fame played with the work of a keen joke: the first stains began to be perceived as an independent work about the ridiculous case with a rustic boy - she rolled down from a slide yes, kwwork himself in the snow on fun to friends.
And Surikov"s poem is much deeper and thinner. It is about pure and cheerful to the world of childhood. It is about the Russian village almost lost now. It is about the world of fairy tales, joyful and free children"s dream.
All these worlds with love and inspiration opens a wonderful St. Petersburg artist Mikhail Bychkov for a small reader in their illustrations.
For younger school age