Liliputy fairy tale. Erotic perversion of Lemuel Gullyer, described by Jonathan Swift

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Chapter I.
Life-to be giant and dwarf

Five or six years ago, when there were many different wonders on the white light, there was a lot somewhere far from here, in the midst of hot Africa, a huge giant. Next door to the giant there was a whole kingdom of surprisingly little men. The giant was called Antehe, small little men - pigments. Antey and Pygmy were children of the same mother, our common old grandmother-land. They were considered brothers and lived in a friendly, fraternally. Pygmeni had such crumbs, lived for such deserts and mountains, which is not surprising, if hundreds of years, no person had to see them once. Giant, however, it would be possible to consider and for hundreds of the mile, but prudence ordered to stay away from him.
Pigmele in five or six tops [Cup - an old length of length, equal to 4.4 cm.] The growth was considered between the giant pigments. From this you can judge what few men were. It would be nice to look at the small cities of Pygmeys, where the streets were widths in five or six quarters, bridges from tiny pebbles, and the largest house is no more squirrel cell. The Palace of the Pigmea King was very large - even our stool! He stood in the middle of such an extensive area that it may not be closed and the flap from the kitchen oven. The chief pygmy temple was the value with a children's chest, and Pygmy looked with pride for this a majestic building. In general, Pygmy had very skillful builders and built their homes almost just like birds wrench their nests: from straw, feathers, egg shells and other not too heavy materials. All this was bonding instead of lime with cherry glue, and when such a majestic building burned in the sun, the dwarfs found it and beautiful and comfortable.
Fields spread around the Pigmea city. The biggest one was no more than our flower bed. On these fields, small men were sled wheaten, barley and rye grains, and when earlings crossed out of these grains, they seemed to be huge trees for Pygmeni. In the harvest, hardworking crumbs came out with the toporists and without tired, robbed ripe ears, how rubies we pine and birch. It sometimes happened that carelessly conceded ear with a heavy head fell on Pygmy, and every time it came out of this very unpleasant story: if a pigment remained alive, then at least a long moan and oh. Here are the fathers and mother of pygmeys; Imagine yourself what they had kids! The whole crowd of Pygmea kids could conveniently stay to sleep in our shoe or play bumpers in the old glove; Annual pigmentmer you would be easily covered in a thumb.
Funny little babies, as I said, lived next door to Giant. And the giant was really giant! Going to walk, he pulled a whole pine saved [Syazhen - an old length of length, equal to 2.13 m.] Ten height and waved it, as we are a cane. The most angry pygmy without a pickle tube could not see the clear head of Antea. Sometimes, in foggy weather, only the terrible bodies of the giant were visible, which were moving as if they themselves were visible. But on a clear day, when the sun shone brightly, Antey joked with pigments very cute: it was worthwhile, boldly, Mountain Mountain, and his wide face is gentle by little brothers, and the only eye, magnitude in the carriage wheel, protruding at Antea in the middle of his forehead , friendly flashes from the entire Pigmea People. Pygmy loved to chat with her brother. Other fifty times a day will run away, it happened, to the legs of a giant, dries up the head, put a fist to the mouth and shout, as in the pipe, from the whole urine: "Go-th, brother Antey! How are you, my dear? " And if the tight peak reached the hearing of the Giant, he, he happened, will certainly answer: "Thank you, the brother of Pigmeus, I live with littleness," but they will answer so that even the Pigmean houses zakorzhat.
Much happiness was for Pygmyev that Antey was friendly with them. If he was also angry with them, as he was angry with any other creature, then one pink could turn all their kingdom upside down; It cost him to step onto the Pigmea city, and there would be no trace left. But Antei loved her tiny brothers, as far as such a rough giant could love, and they paid to him with such love, which he could fit in their tiny hearts. Giant as a good brother and a good neighbor more than once provided with pigments a large services. If the windmills ceased to turn themselves for a lack of wind, then it was worth only to breathe on the wings, and mills were taken to grind; Whether crumbs have burned too much, the Antey sat on the ground, and the shadow closed all their kingdom from the end to the end; But in general, Antea was pretty smart, so as not to interfere with the crumbs, and provided them with themselves, as they know.
Pagimia lived for a short time, Antea's life was long as his body. Many pygmean generations changed in front of Antea. The most respectable and gray-haired pygmen did not hear from their ancestors when their friendship began with antehem. None of the Pygmeys remembered that they someday quarreled with a huge brother. Friendship them went unbelievable from time immemorial. Once only Antey by negligence sat down at five thousand pygmen, who gathered on a magnificent parade. But it was one of those sad events that no one could foresee, and therefore Pygmeni was not angry with an antea and only asked him to go carefully to choose the place where he wanted to pressent; In the place of the sad event of Pygmy, the pyramid of a quarter of three embroidery was erected.
It was nice to think that creatures, so different in magnitude, fed to each other such gentle fraternal love. This friendship was happiness for pygmen, but it was also happiness and for a giant. Maybe the pygmy were even more likely to their long fraternity than he pigmeas. Do not be at the Antea of \u200b\u200bhis little brothers, and he will definitely not have a single friend in the whole world. In general, there was not a single giant, similar to Antea, and when Antei stood as a huge tower, and his head went into the clouds, he was scary alone. Yes, and the Nrava Antei was an unemployed: he would meet with such a giant, it would probably be a fight with him not on the belly, but to death. They would see how to closely live on white light. But with the Antsa Pigmeas was the most good-natured, gentle giant.
Little invishes of Antea, as all the little people, were about themselves very high opinion and, speaking of Giant, they took a patronage tone.
"Poor good creation," they said about Antea. Would disappear without us, the poor fellow! He one must be terribly boring. We will pay a minute of our precious time and have a cute boyfriend. Believe that he really needs us and is far from fun as we. Thanks to Mother-Earth, that she did not create us as the same giants!
On holidays, Pygmy would have played with Antehe. He, it happened, stretches on Earth and will take it with such a space that for a short pygmy to go from an anteheal head to his legs was a very decent walk. Tiny little men cheerfully jumped from his finger on his finger, boldly stuck in the folds of his clothes, climbed to his head and looked at his wide mouth without horror - a terrible abyss where hundreds of two pygmen could fail. Children played hide and biddling in the hair and beard Antea, and the big bets held, who would rather hang around his only eye. Other well done from all over the scope even jumped off Antea's nose on his upper lip.
Speaking frankly, Pygmy sometimes interrelatedly bored her brother, how the flies and mosquitoes bother us, but the Antey took their jokes very good-naturedly. It looks-looking, it happened, all their leprosy and gets raging. Yes, so it turns out that the entire Pigmean people will close their ears so as not to be squeezed.
- Ho, ho, ho! - Provides the Antey, breaking like a fireless mountain when eruption. - Right, thumb to be such a crumb, and don't be antehem, I would like to be pigmy!
A happily lived in pygmy, but they had their own care. They led a constant war with cranes, and this war stretched so long as the Giant did not even remember when she began. Terrible battles occurred at times between little men and cranes! Majestic were pygmen when riding proteins, rabbits, rats and hedgehogs, armed with swords and spears, onions and arrows, pipe in pipes made from straws, with loud cheers! Thought in battle. In these cases, the Pigmean commander, exciting warriors to the battle, more than once they spoke to them: "Remember, Pygmy, that the whole world looks at you!" Although, truth speaking, I looked at them the only, somewhat silly eye antea.
When both hostile army moved to the battle, then the cranes rushed forward and, waving the wings, pulling the neck, tried to snatch someone from the Pigmea Rows with their long noses. It was sad to see how sometimes little man, closing, having jogging with legs, disappeared little in a little in a long caravine throat. But the hero, as you know, should be ready for the accidents of all kinds, and without a doubt, the fame comforted Pygmeni even in the caraviline goiter. If Antey noticed that the battle is already too frying and that his little buddies have to be bad, he will only wave, there was his club, and crawled with a cry, distilling each other, are removed. Then the Pigmea Army returned with the celebration, of course, attributing the victory of his own courage to the art of his commander. For a long time after the streets of Pygmea cities, the solemn processions went, the brilliant illumination and fireworks were burned, gorgeous public lunches were asked, the statues of the heroes were exposed to all their little growth. If some pygmy managed to pull the pen from the caravel tail, then this feather proudly broke on his hat; For three, for four such feot, the travelers were made even by the leader of the Pigmea Army.
So lived and granted small pigments near their huge brother, and their friendship, maybe continue and still, if it did not happen one sad incident, which I will tell you in the next chapter.

Recently bought a funny book about Erotic and Gullivier. Things would seem low-job. The publication of some kind of institution of odentology. Not recommended for sale to persons under 18. Well, how not to purchase here? I bought and did not regret. Laughed in some places on the full coil. To be honest, I still do not understand, whether it is a talented hoax, or in fact an unpublished part of the manuscript of Johnantana Swift, as they say in the preface. In any case, the original style is fully reproduced. And in several places the author of the brand Publishing publishers who seized the best pages from Gullyer's travels from manuscript. Which you can now read. The promise of the narrative is: a man in the prime of the forces turns out to be first in the country of Liliputs, then giants. And since the nature requires its, it is necessary to somehow adapt to lead a personal life. First with Liliputs, then with the Greats. A little bit like perversion, but written quite delicately. Scanned some especially liked pieces for journal decoration. As illustrations, I used pictures from another book, GULLIVER "S Travels Editions of 1935, which is kept in my home library, as well as a beautiful drawing provided by the artist. The first episode: Gulliver invites you to visit the Liliputochka from a public house opposite his dwelling. At first, he looked at the pylon pipe that these Manels are doing there, and then called Gerl to himself: Come on, beauty, entertaining. Well, that came, moving curiosity, because only thanks to female curiosity began and continues the human race! ... I put my little girlfriend to the similarity of the toaster, and in the proof of the urgency of my desires, it was raised from the pants that my weapon that has not gave me peace for several days. It happened unexpected. My guest turned pale, looked and lost feelings. I barely had time to catch her, because she almost fell out of herd down. I blew on her face, sprinkled with cold water from the corner of the Liliputian barrel. The paint began to return to her cheeks gradually. A minute later she was able to sit down, and after another minute already confidently held her legs. It was a common faint. However, my guest quickly came to my senses, setting the eye to my instrument, continuing to stay nearby - on the same stool, in front of which I had to get on my knees. When, finally, on her lips, the ordinary for her did a kind-helpful smile for her, testifying that the consciousness returned to her fully, I suggested to expose it, and I myself, armed with my pylon pipe, began to study the features of its constitution, and I assure The kind of my reader, I did this by no means as an impassive researcher, a doctor and anata. My guest willingly demonstrated my charms to me, and herself continued to mow on my instrument, located in seductive proximity to her. Oh, as I wanted to be at least a few moments to become the same small so that these breasts and other sweets are available to me fully. The fright of my guest has long passed, and it seems to be, on the contrary, did not even think the thought of becoming the same big as I, too, to get everything in my opportunities to give her. By no means. Its even, in all likelihood, was satisfied with such a state of affairs, because she was all with great and big approval and missed the fact that she was with her neighborhood. I closed my eyes for a second, and suddenly felt the touch of tiny fingers. Indescribable bliss! As if some kind of heavenly bird tagged me with her keyboard. She tried me to the touch, went around from all sides, looked into the hole, shoved her tiny finger there. It must be said that it was inferior to the subject of its research, which was superior to one and a half longer and the same thing - in the width. However, this was no longer scared. On the contrary - attracted, and soon she saddled him as a rider stallion ... Her movements became more and more gusty and convulsive, the eyes were rolled out, the sponges were opened, whispering something insemissive, she was trying thinly, and then she began to beat the convulsions, which were transmitted to me, and I also felt the irresistible wave on me. I barely managed to raise my tiny guest, otherwise it would simply wash off a powerful stream that looked at the stool. Gulliver turned out to be a guy not miss. One Liliputki seemed not enough to him, he asked his tongue a girlfriend to bring him to the reception of still curious girls. And quite a decent gangbang formed. And with such a decent Englishman! .. ... My guest frozen, looking like I unbutton my pantalon. Finally, my spoken nature appeared on the light of God ... and produced on them the same action as two days ago on the Kulbul. I did not have time to spend from the pants that the very subject that was so interested in them and for which they came to me how they all got without feelings. However, soon they came to themselves (cold water on Liliputok and on our compatriots acts the same) and showed the same acne as the Kulbul. Their joint efforts were aroused, and they themselves did not remain in Vaklad. All the places were enough - six funny little hits were located on one of the hill, which would be happy to accommodate the same amount - their cherry buttocks rolled on a elastic commander, in a few minutes who came to a fortune close to the one in which Vesuviy was in front of the death of Pompeii: threatened by eruption, although not disastrous, but rather dangerous for the rods. And because I'm shouting: "Beware!" He burned down my girls with a wall of two palms from the opening opening in the clinsy and, shuddering with all the body, shed to the surface of the toaster with a dairy lake, whose type caused an attack of delight at my guests. They accompanied my outstage and shouts, like wounded Amazons, seeking defeated enemy. The famous episode, how Gulliver put the fire, which happened in the royal palace, is described in a special way: ... I accepted the only correct decision in that situation, let many later condemned me for him. That day I drank a lot of Liliputa Alya, and therefore it was long ago felt the pressure on my bladder. I killed two Zaitsev with one shot: first, I was easier, and secondly, I prevented a catastrophe, threatened to destroy the entire imperial palace. True, at the same time there was one trouble. At the sight of my nature, there was a sigh in the square, and all the former Liliputki's visible fainted. Although I believed that my childbearing body in an unexcited state would not have such an impact on them. It should add to this that among those who came there were many and Liliputs of the Magazine Floor, however, I would not explain their reaction to the Liliputian tribe of Stradeds: just the spectacle to which they were witnesses, many of them, which owns only a tonya straw, could seem intimidating . The whole area for a few moments turned into a kind of likelihood of the battlefield - there were imaginative - and mostly female - bodies, and the former Liliputy men were in no less miserable condition, since, on the one hand, at the sight of what they had opened , hesitated by the consciousness of his own insignificance, and on the other hand, did not know how to lead their kind women and girlfriends. There were also those who remained standing on the legs and did not even change in the color of the face. There is a separate division of a beautiful Liliputian sex on faint and faint and not falling into fainting had only one explanation. And I suppose a thoughtful reader already guessed what it consists. I crushed, fueling into the pants that body that helped me defeat the fiery element, and experiencing some awkwardness, completely explained in my shy character. Part of the noble ladies, although very insignificant, was still in fainting, and the other - much more numerous - although in good health, had a kind of pretty extraordinary, since they had to listen to their husbands that, rotating her eyes and pulling her neck so that It seemed that were about to jump out of their uniforms, something was concerned about them. Wives reacted in different ways. Some - very aggressively, giving rebuilding with their angry husbands, others who wrapped up with the guilty persons, the third stood to be occupied and silently measured as a contemptuous look at their faithful. Not immediately, but still I disassembled in this bee buzzing of individual angry voices (the same question was repeated with different intonations and with varying degrees of desire to hear a truthful answer: "Curu was Coinbus Flestrin Drusk?" - Brought out husbands. Erotic adventures continued in the country of giants Broketingneg. At first it tried to rape the dragonfly male. ... Once a huge dragonfly, judging by the behavior, the male, attacked me from behind. Grabbing me ticks for the gate of the new Camzole from the Parcels iridescent on the sun, the male rose to me into the air, while his transparent refigble wings were scary, stunning me. Since he grabbed me for the shkir, I could not do anything and hung under it, like a doll, helplessly hanging my legs and hands. Neither the sword nor the cortica when I did not have, and it would hardly have come in handy - kill me on the summer it was a monstrous insect, and I would have to part with life, falling from a terrible height. Fortunately, I was so confused that no attempt was made for a long time. So we rushed in the air, making dizzying pyruets, from which I was soon tortured. Since childhood, I dreamed of flying like a bird, but in those terrible minutes I forever refused this dream. I then lost any idea where the top, where the bottom, and what happens to me when the male began to persistently poke into the back of the body with the tip of his tail, I realized that he takes me for the female, which was removed to fertilize. It was not difficult to guess this - who did not see the paired dragonfly worn in the air, and not only their ... Since the pants did not allow me to successfully implement their intention, and I was not going to indulge in it, he was worn with me in jaws like mad, up and down. I only saved me that I was for him too heavy noshe. Charter, he sank to flower to rest, - it was a garden chamomile with large petals. I, feeling that I can not be such a chance more than such a chance, happressed for these petals with both hands, deciding expensive to give my life. But at that moment the male, apparently, realizing his oversight, as I behaved completely unsuitable for the female dragonfly, kept his jaws and, having risen on my ear with his trressing wings, angrily rose to the air. Comrade Gullywer The hosts began to be sexually exploited: in the market, he chewed the Grandmate in the market, and he really entered the taste of the profession of Gigolo: ... the number was that the spectator was part of a specially designated room, decorated with flags from multi-colored paper and tinsel, sat down on the bench, and my faithful Glumdalklich ran under the visitor's dress, strictly warning that it remains like possible Mustly and did not move with his hands, so as accidentally damage me. My task was to rip the visitor's chest and any way accessible to me at least a little ignite it. Never before any after, I had no opportunity to see and touch such a large amount of breasts of various shapes, sizes, shades and smells. I do not regret that I saw them, I concerned them, sat on them or hung, grabbed for the nipple, mall, tongal, even biting (oh, they liked my bites ...). I loved these circumstances, I was bought to them with soul, heart and my sicks, and on returning to England it was not able to find a girlfriend corresponding to my new requests. To excite, I now needed a woman's woman, but where could I find it? My Friends, who know about my secret misfortune (the wife, of course, did not suspect anything), or in a joke, or seriously, they advised to make me a novel with an elephant or a hippo, or at worst. That, by the way, it would be not deprived of meaning, take these gigantic creatures on the male call of my flavor. But for them, for them, I would probably seem to be nullity, and even the usual donkey from their point of view would be a lot of more suitable male. It turned out that the next visitor, whose chest was planted for me, or nonarark, or deliberately shook me down. I rode the Kubarem on the stomach, thank God, the rounded thing that slowed my drop in the length of at least fifteen feet and, not having time to realize what happened, it turned out to be the lady right in yogid underwear, more precisely, in her pantalons, what was it was easy to guess Specific smell that hit me in the nostrils. However, he was not so specific, how it was characteristic of which it was possible to conclude that a male seed was shed shortly before this, and the head of this smell was smelled. I began to bounce to grasp for extensive hard vegetation and get out at least on the pubis, where it would be possible to translate the spirit, but the tricky lady, apparently, not wanting me to slip out of her cherished place, a finger, through the matter dresses pressed me on the back And I could not do anything. Feeling that he was losing consciousness, I desperately shouted, calling glumdalklich, and although my call was quiet and muffled with the cloth dresses and the bottom skirts, my nyanyushka heard him, and guessing what was the matter, immediately came to the rescue. The next moment she, without unnecessary ceremonies, taking the lady of the dresses, rescued me. The lady in the confusion ran away. I was almost immovable and covered with a cold later - a clear sign of asphyxia and cardiac ailment. Gulliver made a good career, pinching and biting wealthy ladies for sensitive places. And here is a vertex, he serves the Queen of the Bobdingnega itself! ... Queen, carefully examined me from all sides, shifting from the palm to the palm, expressed a desire to actually prove that I am really a man, since the signs of my sex, in her opinion, are not clearly. After that, pulling the lower edge of Penuyar, he moved me to the naked warm stomach, right to the place where I saw a hill with an uncompressed rye, the ears of which had already partially fell under the severity of ripe grain. I had to go straight on them, nicely spring under my bare feet, where, as I understood, the queen and wanted to detect me. Three steps defeated the uncompressed band, I came with my hands on the inner sides of the thighs of the queen, soft and lush, and jumped into a sheet. I humbly froze near the entrance, believing that, as we did with Glumdalklich, they will be taken in hand and use like a tool of love, but nothing like this happened. Pause was delayed and threatened me by irreparable consequences, right up to expulsion from the palace. There is nothing dangerous than the dissatisfied woman - it turns into Furia. Therefore, I decided to act at my own risk - I began to stroke and chop up big flaps of the womb with all the fantasy, which was only capable of ... Since the queen was still inactive, obviously testing me, I took the next step, namely, he was leaning with the right knee to the lower edge of the movable and militant cave and crawling inside ... It is a pity that the manuscript concerns only Liliputs and giants. Swift has been described in the country of horses. But there would probably begin real perversions ...

The venerable traveler Lemuel Gullivier, "First, the ship guarding, and then the captain of several ships," they meet everywhere as a good friend, a friend, as a person who knows and saw a lot of interesting things. About everything he saw and realized that he had changed and survived during his extraordinary "travels, in some remote countries of the world." Gulliver, for two and a half century already tells everyone who wants to listen to him. And listeners, like narrator there are different ...
One fairly hint - and they, much remembering from what they understood earlier, smile or dub. Others will ask, swing their heads, breed their hands and, perhaps, still think about catching the storytellor on the Word. They will overthrow the routes of Gallotorian travels with geographic maps, will find a lot of discrepancies and, looking, will announce a distinguished doctor and Captain in Fonder. Yes, yes, and this happened throughout the long life of the famous book of the XVIII century, which appeared in the press with completely mysterious circumstances.
This is about these circumstances, we probably need to know something. The book was "clogged" on the porch of the publisher. As it turned out, in "Business" one of the very unusual people of their time was involved. Jonat Swift called in different ways. It seemed that it was simply a great mockery, who decided to laugh at everything in the world with the help of a clever fiction, including over the world. Others found in his own life confirmation of the true truthfulness of everything that happened with the Gulliver invented. The third and the Swift himself, and his favorite hero, all his fantastic adventures really did not like. And they, as they could, tried to damage the author's kind. There were many more other senses and interpretations, readings, retelling ...
Yes, Jonathan Swift (1667-1745) was a man of extraordinary fate and character, a special warehouse of the mind, with his only "swift" humor. He was on the formation of the theologian, held a significant post of dean of the most major in the then Ireland of St. Patrick's Cathedral, had a huge influence and authority, was associated with the most significant political figures of his time. At one point, the Swift was considered almost the head of the state - so much was his influence on foreign Policy England.
And this person, since the time of his homeless adolescence, being literally on a confusing relative, allowed himself to mock the church? In the satirical pamphlet "Tale of a barrel" Swift boldly, and most importantly - with outrageous calm, and all: and the religion itself, and its servants, and those who stood on the guard of "purred thoughts", and those who walked against legalized forms worshiping "Divine Providence".
And when, being exiled to an honorary reference to the country, where they were proud that a brilliant Satir writer was born in her, - in Ireland, he, instead of robbing the Irish people together with the other, was fiercely and with all its available great Mind by logic to defend, - Dean of the Cathedral of St. Patrick and was immediately weakened by the crazy! So the enemies called him - "Crazy Dean". So they called friends - "Great Dean". In the history of literature Swift - Dean ...
The insightful mind of this frantic accuser was opened through a lot of such that it made him collect his observations into one of the great books of all time. "Gullover Travel" were published without the author. And for all decades, reaping by the bold Satira, the contemporaries continued to think that Captain Gulliver was a really existing person. They called the place of his birth, someone even had a "sign" with him!
Swift widowed in this book it is necessary for all what he had in his era, and a lot of time later, at least some meaning. Over the aristocratic prejudices, when one ordinary, the same as everything, man had the official right to dispose of life and even the way of the thoughts of all others, that is, over the royal power. Over the stupidity of those who justified, approved and exalted this unrighteous right. Above the "divine presensets", over the princes of the church and Pillar of faith. The modern court, in which the guilty of the defendant played the main role, and his wallet size. Above stupid chowls. Over the roaspiece of the courtiers ...
He indulged untouched, frowned and burned, seeing like a simple people from fear and prejudice, because the habit allows himself to fool himself and submracts the back under the blows. He was angry with a false "scientiability." And no wonder. After all, literally at the time of the appearance of his book (1726), some "scientist" with all seriousness "analyzed" the ancient myths about the creation of the world and with the "facts in the hands proved", as if the first person was height at 37 meters! ..
With a disgust, anger and bitter mockery, Swift watched, to what degree of moral fall, people in pursuit of money, award-winning, power, some fashionable stripping, some kind of insignificant, but giving them right to consider themselves stronger, smarter or noble Others, notification. After all, he lived among these people. He already stopped hoping that the human genus would ever be able to take care of the mind, to discard false sleep, self-conceit and return to the purity of thought and hearts, stop offended by himself.
And here is your whole bitter experience, all your prophetic dreams of changing the "face of mankind", all their insignifications of the philosopher, Dean Jonathan Swift invested in his book. Of course, it had some hints on the modern politicians, on the rulers themselves. Readers from "Higher Light" with the use of these hints, laughing on some particular "speaking" detail. But the very essence of the book is not at all this, although for its contemporaries the similarity of the inhabitants of other worlds with the inhabitants of the then England was important.
If the case was brightened only to the anecdotal coincidences and hints, the Swift Satire would have been forgotten. But after all, they live to our time invented by a brilliant thinker and mockery of words, situations and concepts! When we want to say that this person is above his surroundings, we say: this is a Gulliver among Liliputs. When we want to call our own names of fools, stubbornly defending their rightness in some expensive question, we again remember the Swift definition: "Spores because of the embodied egg." If we see that people burned out from all over the world, contemptuously rejected all the joy of life for the sake of the stupid "research", the off-in-bloods on the finger, some trivia, who does not have absolutely no practical benefit and meaning, we annoy the imaginary word "Laputyan" Such research ...
The fate of the brilliant book of Jonathan Swift, which, from Mala to Great, read with hobby in all ends of the world, is very interesting and instructive. How excitingly interesting and this is the great of the Great Books. Each reader understands her in his own way. I remember who lived a long life, we thought a lot, who survived and listed, Swift says as it were to an eye on the eye about what is really valuable, and that insignificantly, stupid, ridiculous, causes annoyance And anger. Those who are in the heyday of the Forces, who checks themselves on the human value and authenticity of the great philosopher opens the true purpose of man, warns about the danger of complacency, limited, deceit, boasting, immersion only.
And for kids is a book full of mischievous fiction, it is fairy tale, This is a game. Holding the hand of Kapina Gullyer, the children run through the streets of the Liliputian kingdom, with laughter and cheerful passion watching the affairs of small men who are less than 12 times. In fact, who will not want to feel a giant at least once in his life! Or, on the contrary, completely tiny. After all, after a funny journey to Liliput Gulliver visited the state, where everything is both at home, trees, and clouds, and pets, and utensils, and the people themselves more than 12 times ...
But the journey to Bobdingneg is the country of giants, and then, when you grow up, in Laputa and Guunggria - the country of reasonable horses, is still ahead. You will read this book all my life, gradually comprehending all the greatness of her design. After all, it is not for nothing that the Swift, the readers of his time from one-sided and incomplete understanding of Gullover travel, as soon as the advantage of the topical ridicule of one England and the prophets of their era, said: "... the author who means one city, one province, One kingdom or even one century, does not deserve translation at all, as well as reading. "
This, fortunately, did not happen to the Great Dean. His book "deserves translation and reading" for all languages, withstand and will endure hundreds of reprints. And among them - reprint specifically for children, in a strongly reduced form. In our country, such arrangements "Travel Gullyvier" came out with millions of chairs.
And now, for the first time in life, you will become a giant ... Do not be afraid of Liliputs - because they are very small! And next to you - the brave traveler Lemuel Gulliver. Barely, the sails of the Gulliveovsk ship are already inflated with fresh wind! We go to the first of his unusual wanderings! ..
M. Babaev

In the house number 3 lived on the street of builders, in the house number 3, in the apartment 23, on the third floor of a 5-storey house, in the afternoon she studied at school, walked in the yard, taught lessons, and in the evening, if I went to bed on time, my mother told her fairy tale.

So it was on that day.
And the fairy tale on this day was about Liliputs.

"Far and far away in the forest", "Mom slowly began:" Where the man's leg did not go, in the place that neither on the same map lived, there were little men - Liliputs. "
They built houses on the trees, paved tracks and real big roads, collected apples and strawberries, floral honey and nuts for the winter, together defended from birds and animals. They were all laid, like real people.
Liliputa lived in several cities that were on very large (on Liliputian standards) a distance from each other (two weeks of the way, or even three, if it rains or blows the wind). Cities were called in the colors of the rainbow and everyone differed from each other with something special.
For example, in an orange city (about which we are speaking) there was a high-presting tower of solid, like a tree of a tree, which was above all the trees, and seemed to rest in the sky with her spire. And only the most bold of Liliputs could get to the pointed top, to watch in the distance from there and see the endless green sea of \u200b\u200bforest and a huge orange sun.

There was an ordinary day, and nothing specially happened yet, but some kind of wait still hung in the air. And in the evening, the sad news came from the Green City. There began a real hunger, "the birds destroyed the repository and ate all reserves of food.
There was an early spring, and before the new crop was still very far.
At the city council in the Orange city, an unequivocal decision was made - to help.

The expedition was equipped quickly, chose ten biggest apples, and decided to roll them on the ground. Many wanted to get into this expedition, but chose only those from whom in the campaign will be more susceptible.
Another group, according to the plan, was to fly on a airship, fly faster and warn that the help is already close. To fly on the airship on such a long distance was also a rather dangerous enterprise, but the dangers in the sky, of course, in no comparison with those with those who could touched the Liliputs on Earth.

The journey began in a clear sunny day, and the road could be mild:
If apples were not hard,
If the rain, which began on the third day of the way, did not blurry all the roads,
If it had not had to stop, - and build rafts and then sail on them, and not by the shortest route until the weather improved,
If after, I did not have to go uphill,
If on the tenth day of the path on Liliputov, the eaters of the apples were attacked, from which they barely fell off, having lost the two largest apples.

But by the end of the third week, Liliputa paths, in spite of any difficulties, all the same reached the Green City. At the same time arrived a airship. The weather was nonetable, and did not work faster.
The whole city came out to meet a airship, from whom even before he landed, they said about mutual assistance and friendship.
Tortured, impersonal and dirty Liliputs from the walk of the expedition, decided to not show anyone on the festival, which began immediately after landing the airship. True, they were blocked, fed and laid down, and nothing else had nothing.

And you, Torch, if it were Liliput, would you like to fly to the help of other Liliputs on airship or wade through the ground? - unexpectedly asked Mom.

Tone thought.

"To fly high in the sky," "Mom continued:" Slowly and calmly sail, touching the tops of the trees, admiring the blue sky, snow-white clouds, away from adversity and dangers.

Tone clearly presented this fascinating picture, clouds like a white soft wool, blue-blue sky, bright sunlight and a huge gray airship bowl over head.

"Or roll huge apples for full danger to the forest, scared every rustle, hiding at night in the dark of thick trees from wild beasts, so that in the morning with the first rays to continue the endless way," Mom quietly graduated from the phrase.

(And what would you choose, do you, dear children?)

Tone felt that for some reason he did not want to choose, the fact that without any thought should choose. She noted that the first time in life solves such a complex task, when everything is clearer clear, but something does not give a choice. What is this?

This is what lives in you guessed her thoughts mom, you can be mistaken, but what you have there is never mistaken. It knows exactly who you are, and what you need to do, just listen, and everyone will hear!

I would be the one who sent them there, "unexpected thought came to the trophka.

Not tricky! - Mom softly said, - Listen to yourself and tell me that you hear.

(What did the insurgent replied, - what do you think?)

Yes, she chose it.