My years are growing,
 will be seventeen.
 Where do I work then,
 what to do?
 Needed workers -
 joiners and carpenters!
 It's tricky to work furniture:
 first
 we
 take a log
 and sawing boards
 long and flat.
 These boards
 like this
 pinches
 workbench table.
 From work
 saw
 glowed white.
 From under the file
 sawdust falling.
 Plane
 in hand -
 work is different:
 knots, squiggles
 planed with a plane.
 Good shavings -
 yellow toys.
 What if
 we need a ball
 round very,
 on a lathe
 round sharpen.
 Cooking a little
 then box,
 then the leg.
 Did so much
 chairs and tables!
The carpenter is good,
 and the engineer -
 better,
 I would go to build a house,
 let me be taught.
 I
 first
 I will draw
 house
 such,
 what i want.
 The most important thing,
 to be drawn
 building
 glorious,
 alive as if.
 This will
 before,
 called the facade.
 it
 everyone will understand -
 this is a bath,
 this is a garden.
 Plan is ready,
 and around
 one hundred works
 for a thousand hands.
 The forests abut
 to the very heavens.
 Where hard work,
 there
 the winch squeals;
 raises beams,
 like sticks.
 Drag bricks,
 furnace hardened.
 Tin was laid out on the roof.
 And the house is ready,
 and there is a roof.
 Good house,
 big house
 on all four sides,
 and the guys will heal in it
 comfortable and spacious.
Engineer is good,
 and the doctor -
 better,
 I'd go to treat children,
 let me be taught.
 I will come to Petya,
 I will come to the Field.
 - Hello, children!
 Who is sick with you?
 How do you live,
 like a tummy? —
 I'll take a look
 out of glasses
 tongue tips.
 - Put this thermometer
 under the arm, kids.-
 And the children put joyfully
 armpit thermometer.
 - You would
 very well
 swallow powder
 and potion
 spoon
 drink a little.
 You
 go to bed
 to sleep,
 you -
 compression of life,
 and then
 you have
 before the wedding
 all, of course, will heal.
Doctors feel good,
 and the workers -
 better,
 I'd go to work,
 let me be taught.
 Get up!
 Go!
 The beep is calling,
 and we come to the factory.
 People - a whole lot,
 one thousand two hundred.
 What one will not do -
 let's do together,
 We can
 iron
 cut with scissors,
 hanging crane
 carrying gravity;
 steam hammer
 bends and rails by grass.
 Lead blue,
 machines correct.
 Everyone's work
 needed equally.
 I'm making nuts,
 and you
 for the nut
 making screws.
 And goes
 work of all
 directly to the assembly shop.
 Bolts,
 climb
 into the holes even,
 parts
 together
 knock down
 huge.
 There -
 smoke,
 here -
 thunder.
 Gro-
 mim
 whole
 house.
 And so
 steam locomotive climbs out,
 so you
 and us
 and nes
 and embroidery.
Factory well,
 and on the tram -
 better,
 I'd go as a conductor,
 let me be taught.
 To the conductors
 riding everywhere.
 With a large leather bag
 he always,
 him all day
 you can ride in trams.
 - Big and kids,
 take a ticket,
 tickets are different,
 take any -
 green,
 red
 and blue.-
 We ride on rails.
 The rail has run out,
 and we got off by the forest,
 sit down
 and warm yourself.
The conductor is good,
 and the driver -
 better,
 I'd go as a driver,
 let me be taught.
 The ambulance car snorts,
 flies, sliding,
 I'm a good chauffeur -
 cannot be contained.
 Just tell,
 where do you want -
 without rails
 residents
 I will deliver to your home.
 E-dem,
 do-smoke:
 'S pu-ti
 uh-di!»
It's good to be a chauffeur,
 and the pilot -
 better,
 I would go to the pilots,
 let me be taught.
 I pour gasoline into the tank,
 looking for a propeller.
 "To heaven, motor, ties,
 for the birds to sing ".
 Don't be afraid
 no rain,
 our city.
 I fly around the cloud,
 flying cloud.
 Soaring like a gull,
 flew overseas.
 No talking
 flying around the mountain.
 «Ties, motor,
 to take us
 to the stars
 and up to the moon,
 although the moon
 and the mass of stars
 very distant ".
The pilot is good,
 and to the sailor -
 better,
 I'd go to sailors,
 let me be taught.
 I have a ribbon on my hat,
 on a sailor suit
 anchors.
 I swam this summer,
 conquering oceans.
 In vain, waves, you ride -
 sea lane
 on yards and mast
 climbing a cat.
 Give up, blizzard wind,
 give up, bad storm,
 will open
 pole
 Southern,
 and North -
 maybe.
Turning the book over,
 wind yourself on us -
 all works are good,
 choose
 to taste!

