Poems by Sergei Mikhalkov

Many generations are familiar with Sergei Mikhalkov, particularly in Russia where his poetry has influenced children’s recollections of their early years for many years. His writings are simple, wise, and full of humor, appealing to both adults and children. Mikhalkov’s poetry span a broad spectrum of subjects, from whimsical and imaginative stories to moral lessons, and they consistently make a deep impact on impressionable young readers.

Throughout his career, Mikhalkov wrote timeless classics that families and schools still read and cherish. His poems are still relevant today because of his capacity to touch children’s hearts while addressing significant issues like kindness, friendship, and honesty.

This essay will examine some of Sergei Mikhalkov’s most well-known poems, analyzing what makes them unique and why they have endured over time. His poetry is sure to make you happy and nostalgic, whether you’re reading it for the first time or revisiting old favorites.

Title	Summary
"Uncle Stepan"	A story about a brave and kind policeman, Uncle Stepan, who helps people and protects them from danger.
"What to Do with a Boy?"	This poem humorously describes a boy who is always in trouble, yet everyone still loves him.
"Three Little Pigs"	A well-known poem about three pigs who build houses to protect themselves from a wolf.
"Aunt Sarah’s Suitcase"	A funny story about a woman who always loses her belongings, especially her suitcase.
"The Elevator"	This poem tells the story of a boy who gets stuck in an elevator and his experiences while waiting for help.

Poems by Sergei Mikhalkov are highly regarded in children’s literature because of their simplicity, humor, and capacity to captivate young readers. His works often arouse children’s imaginations while imparting important lessons about kindness, friendship, and the world around us. Mikhalkov’s poetry is ageless due to his approachable style, providing generations of kids with both amusement and thought-provoking contemplation.

WHAT ABOUT YOU?

Nikolay was swinging his leg, Boris was silent, Tolya was singing, and whoever was sitting on the bench was staring out at the street.

Evening came, and there was nothing to do.

The cat ascended into the attic while Jackdaw perched on the fence. Then, just like that, Borya said to the guys:

Additionally, a nail is in my pocket. And you? – And today we have a visitor. And you? – And today we have a feline. She gave birth to kittens yesterday. Although the kittens have slightly grown, they still refuse to eat from a saucer.

Additionally, the kitchen has gas. How about you? – We also have water that runs. Right here.

And we can see Red Square outside our window. And only a small street is visible from your window.

We strolled along Neglinnaya, visited the boulevard, and were given a very green and red ball that was blue-blue.

That’s one: "And our fire went out." Firewood was delivered by truck, so that’s two. Fourthly, our mother takes off because she called herself a pilot.Vova responded from the stairs, asking if her mother was a pilot. What’s the issue with that?

Kolya, for instance, has a policeman for a mother.

Additionally, both Vera’s and Tolya’s mothers are engineers.

Leva’s mother is a chef as well. Mom works as a pilot? What’s the issue with that?

The fact that Mom drives a tram and that Zatsepa Mom drives two trailers is the most significant of all, according to Nata.

And quietly, Nina enquired, "Is being a seamstress bad?" Who makes the boys’ undergarments? Naturally, not a pilot.

Pilots operate aircraft: This is excellent.

The chef prepares compotes, which is also delicious.

A teacher at the school treats us for the measles, thanks to the doctor.

We all need a variety of mothers; they are all vital.

It was evening, and there was nothing to dispute.

MY PUPPY

My puppy vanished today, and I was completely overwhelmed. I spent two hours calling him, two hours waiting for him, not sitting down to finish her homework, and not being able to eat lunch.

The puppy woke everyone up early that morning by jumping off the couch and starting to walk around the rooms while barking and jumping.

When he saw the blanket, he realized he had nothing to hide behind.

He opened the pantry and knocked over a honey jug.

He destroyed his father’s poetry and fell to the ground from the stairs. sank his front paw into the adhesive, scarcely left and vanished.

Perhaps they had taken him away on a rope, given him a new name, and made him guard the house?

Perhaps he is in the deep forest. Sitting beneath a prickly bush, he’s lost, searching for a place to live, and he’s getting wet in the rain, poor thing?

I had no idea what to do. Mom said, "Leave it."

I sat and waited for two hours while I grieved; I didn’t pick up a book or do any drawing.

Abruptly A frightening creature leaps over the threshold and opens the door with its paw. Who is that? My canine companion.

What if I didn’t recognize the puppy right away? The cheek is twisted, the nose is swollen, and the eye is invisible. And a bee is buzzing on the tail, digging in like a needle.

Mom said, "Shut the door!" Bees are flying in our direction in a swarm.

In bed, all bundled up With his tail bandaged, my puppy is lying flat and wags very little.

I treat it on my own instead of going to the doctor.

SONG OF FRIENDS

We’re on our way, going, going. Good neighbors, happy friends, faraway lands. We’re singing along to a song and having a good time while discussing our way of life.

What beauty!What beauty! We’re bringing a dog named Petka the bully, a cat named Chizhik, and A parrot and a monkey—this is the company!

There’s nothing better than coexisting peacefully! You can love everyone and you don’t have to fight. You have a long way to go. Bring your friends along; they’ll be of assistance and it will be more enjoyable.

Gorgeous! Gorgeous! We are bringing our dog, Petka the bully, and our cat, Chizhik. A parrot and a monkey—this is the company!

Together, we sang along to a humorous song while driving and somehow made it home. The wind was blowing around us, the sun was shining on us, the journey wasn’t boring, and everyone was singing:

– Beauty, beauty! We’re bringing a dog named Petka the bully, a cat named Chizhik, and A parrot and a monkey – what a pair!

KITTENS

Guys, let me tell you something. We had kittens. There are precisely five of them.

We were speculating and making decisions about what to name the kittens. We finally gave them the names ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR, and FIVE.

The kitties that rank from one to four are the whitest, boldest, smartest, and noisiest, respectively. Five has the same head, tail, and back location as Three and Two. He also spends the entire day sleeping in a basket.

One, two, three, four, and five of our kittens are incredibly cute! Enter, gentlemen. Examine and tally.

TRESOR

The door was secured with a lock. There was a puppy sitting in a cage.

They locked him inside the house after everyone had left.

We departed from Tresor. Unsupervised and left alone, the puppy ruined everything he could.

He stole our shoes from under the bed and tore off a tuft of fur from the hare, ripping off the doll’s dress and sending it into the hallway.

The cat lost its tail after he drove it under the bed.

He discovered a kitchen corner, buried his head in the coal, and emerged completely black, so you wouldn’t be able to identify him. He rolled over, nearly choked, and fell asleep on the bed after climbing into a jug.

We used soap and water to wash the puppy. We gave him a two-hour washcloth bath. We’re not going to let him be by himself. We’re not going to abandon him!

VACCINATION

– For immunization! First class! Have you heard? We are this. – Vaccinations don’t scare me; if I need to, I’ll get a shot! What the heck, a shot! I took a shot from them and moved on.

Fear only afflicts cowards. Getting a shot at the doctor. Personally, I laugh and smile when I see a syringe.

I’m among the first people to walk into the doctor’s office. I possess steely nerves. or absolutely no nerves!

I would gladly trade football tickets for an extra injection if someone knew what they were.

For immunization! First class! – Are you aware? We are this. I stood against the wall, but why? My legs are trembling.

THIRTY SIX AND FIVE

Once more, I have thirty-six and five!

I gloomily and anxiously glance at the thermometer: What’s my temperature, and where is it? How come I’m not burning? Why don’t I feel sick? I’m doing well! What is wrong with me?

Once more, I have thirty-six and five!

I felt in my stomach, and it feels fine! When I sneeze, it doesn’t! Furthermore, there isn’t a cough! And everything appears as it should! And I have to go to school tomorrow at precisely nine o’clock and stay there until lunchtime, reading, writing, and even singing! And remain silent while standing at the board, unsure of how to respond.

Once more, I have thirty-six and five!

I grab the thermometer quickly. I then massage his palms together for a considerable amount of time, breathing on him as I do so. I ask him silently, "Dear, sweet mercury! Okay, get up a little higher! Alright, rise, if not entirely – Stop at "thirty-seven"!"

Fantastic! Two minutes to thirty-seven! Already, my mind is racing! I feel so ashamed that my cheeks are burning. -You’re sick, my boy? Indeed.

I am back in bed; they did not order me to get out. However, my actual number is thirty-six and five!

DRAWING

Using a pencil and paper, I sketched a road, a bull, and a cow beside it.

A garden to the left, rain to the right, The garden has fifteen dots, giving the impression that apples are hanging there and not getting wet by the rain.

I drew some clouds above them and colored the road orange and the bull pink.

I then used an arrow to pierce these clouds. It is required in order for the image to depict lightning and thunder over the garden.

It said, "As if the wind suddenly blew-And there are no more apples," when I crossed out the black dots.

In addition, I prolonged the rain, which instantly erupted into the garden. However, I was short on ink, so the pencil broke.

I positioned the chair on the table, reached the top, and nailed the picture there, despite the fact that it didn’t turn out perfectly.

The poems of Sergei Mikhalkov have had a profound influence on children’s literature, providing countless young readers with tales that are wise, funny, and profoundly understand childhood. His creations are timeless masterpieces because of their charm and simplicity, which never go out of style.

His poetry has become ingrained in Russian culture due to his talent for constructing realistic characters and scenarios. Mikhalkov’s poems have been utilized by educators and parents to impart moral principles such as friendship, kindness, and honesty in a way that is relatable to young readers.

Mikhalkov’s legacy endures because of his ability to capture the happiness and innocence of childhood in his writings. This helps to inspire and educate young readers and demonstrates the idea that great literature transcends time and location.

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