Second Birth #1

One day, the village decided to arrange a common holiday for the new year. A village club was chosen to hold this holiday. At the general meeting of the village council, it was decided to put tables in the middle of the hall and decorate with garlands.

So imperceptibly came the day of the New Year's Eve. Everyone was waiting for the holiday, and enthusiastically decorated the hall of the village club. Everyone brought something of their own: garlands, rain, tinsel. That evening, men and boys were decorating, hanging garlands on the walls, on the Christmas tree, and women and girls were laying food on the tables. The tables were set up like a steam train and covered with several tablecloths.

There was such a commotion in the club. Everyone was busy and in a hurry to make it to the appointed time. Everyone tried to contribute to this holiday.

The hall was already decorated to the envy of everyone. No one has ever seen such beauty in the village.

In the late afternoon, everyone began to gather at the club. Everyone carried food, who cooked the salad, and who took out winter supplies from the cellars. Aunt Marfa, who was about seventy years old, brought a berry liqueur from her cellars and proudly put the bottle on the table. And Aunt Matryona, she was in her late sixties, brought the braga, put the bottle on the table, and a little ashamed of her cloudy liquid walked away from the table. But she already knew for sure after pouring, her braga would go with a bang. The girls joyfully ran around the table, placed plates, put spoons on the table. The boys were carefully arranging the chairs.

Nikolka, who was about sixteen years old, turned on the tape recorder, and pleasant music filled the hall. The club has become even more fun and joyful, especially for girls and boys. They flirted with each other laughing and ran around the hall.

People were slowly coming to the club. When they met, everyone talked to each other, and it seemed as if the bees in the hive were buzzing. Men and women sat on benches and waited to be invited to the table.

In the distance, the sounds of an accordion could be heard on the street. He was the famous grandfather Kolya harmonica player throughout the village, he was over seventy years old. He played so hard that no one could resist starting to dance.

Grandfather Efrem stumbled into the club like Santa Claus with a gray beard in the snow, covered in snow, and with an accordion. An unusually cheerful and joyful atmosphere was created in the hall. Everyone came to meet Grandfather Efrem, everyone was laughing joyfully and clapping their hands. Grandfather Efrem was a celebrity of the village and the ringleader of all the holidays.

Taking off his coat, Grandfather Ephraim went to the table and took a place of honor at the head of the table. He was both a toastmaster and a musician. Everyone loved him for his kind, cheerful disposition.

Everyone sat down at the table and began to help themselves. Everyone was joking, listening to songs and singing along.

Efrem's grandfather had a grandson, his name was Pavlushka. He was about seven years old. That's when grandfather Efrem was going to a holiday, grandson Pavlushka tells him:

— Grandfather, take me with you, I'll be good, quiet.

"Pavlushka, you're still too young to go on such holidays, stay at home," Grandfather Efrem replied. https://mostbets-hu.com/