My dear little man, I know you do not understand me yet, but you definitely feel the love and tenderness that fill me from the first month. Your dad and I, both of us, are looking forward to your birth, because we want to hug you as soon as possible! We really want you to be healthy. Therefore, dad quit smoking for you, and I observe the regime, do exercises and generally lead healthy image life.
You know, my dad and I wanted a boy and were extremely happy when we found out that our wish had come true. I will teach you to be polite, courageous and purposeful, and also to dress beautifully. And dad will tell you how to behave with girls, show you how to protect yourself, and explain that most of all in life you should value your family. I will also teach you independence and responsibility, so that later you can confidently walk through life.
Now you like to listen to calm music and tell me fairy tales for the night so that I can fall asleep as soon as possible. I don’t know how you do it, but sometimes it seems to me that I see your dreams. And it seems that when you grow up, you will be very picky about food, because now it is difficult for me to please your taste. And you are also active and this is good, so you will play football or basketball not only on the computer. And dad and I will not care about your grades at school, the main thing is that you are healthy, strong, and of course smart, because the main thing is not the mind, but the ability to find a way out of any situation.
I am also very interested in what kind of eyes you will have. Emerald green, like my dad, or gray-blue, like mine. And I have no doubt that you will be the most beautiful. And your hair will definitely be light, so that later all the girls will go crazy.
They say that children teach us to be happy for no reason. I completely agree with this, because the mere thought that I have you causes a wide smile on my face and a desire to tell the whole world about my happiness. They also say that children see our world in a completely different way, because as we grow up, we lose our lightness and ease. You know, dear, I would like to learn to see the environment through your eyes, so that I can rejoice with you.
You are our future and our joy, so my dad and I will make every effort so that you do not know what poverty, want and loneliness are. I do not mean that we will buy you everything that you ask, but I promise to give everything you need for your full development. Although, you can hardly appreciate it. While you are small, you simply will not be able to understand what I want to say, and when you grow up, you will no longer be interested in it.
My boy, I will do everything to become a good mother for you. And so that in 20 years you could proudly tell your friends or your girlfriend: “This is my mother and I love her very much!”.
And now I will tell you a story about how he lived a little boythat everyone loved. He had many good friends, interesting hobbies and a cheerful family. Time passed and the boy turned into a man. He learned to achieve his goals and always achieve what he wanted. And he also became a real gentleman, and any girl could say about him: "Here he is my Prince!" Then he met the one that became for him the only and most beloved. They lived together and happily, and raised their grandchildren and great-grandchildren to the envy of all neighbors. My baby, I believe that everything will be like this in your life!
I like to sit on the porch of our summer house on a weekend evening. And it doesn't even matter at all whether it is May or October or August, as it is now ... One can see a month in the sky and scattering of stars, or everything is in clouds and it is raining ... Smells of freshness and blooming neighboring roses, songs of night birds and cicadas, sunset colors: purple, blue, pink and even indigo colors ... All this has long lived in my heart. This dacha appeared in my life when I was just a child ... Then, when I grew up, my parents gave it to me ... But like many years ago, I still sit on the porch in moments of peace, dreaming, even, sometimes, something to myself I argue, I try to convince, or vice versa, I console, calm ... How many tears are shed on this porch, how many wishes are made when a star falls, how many grandiose plans have been built! What am I dreaming about now ... Of course about you baby! That next year there will be a cradle with a mosquito net next to the porch ... And the crickets will sing lullabies to you, and you will snore quietly ... you will have good bright dreams. And your dad will look over his shoulder and ask: "Well, asleep?" Oh this our dad ... How he dreams of you, baby !!! Although he says that there is absolutely no difference between his and adopted child , but I know that the difference is huge, because I'm already a mom. And he was never a dad. He just doesn't know what it is when you find your features in a little robber ... When he sticks out his lip in the same way when he is offended, he frowns when he is dissatisfied with something ... he also looks with innocent eyes when he is scolded for an offense, and then he turns away and does it in his own way ... When you see your nose on his naughty face, and the curls at the neck are exactly the same naughty !!! Our dad simply does not understand, he simply does not imagine how pranks touch, how you want to spit on all the laws of upbringing and pamper your little ball, because it is the most important thing in your life. Oh, those eyes, so open, so trusting and inept question "Monya?" Yes, of course you can !!! YOU can do anything. And stomp loudly, and knock on the pan with a spoon, and blow a pipe (poor neighbors). On the sly, cut my mother's blouse into small pieces (and I found scissors !!!), and paint myself and everything around with my mother's lipstick, and eat a whole bag of sweets at a time, right after the matinee, and throw eggs from the balcony (Fu, how bad , what a robber!), and in response to an aunt's remark on the street, seriously ask her: “Aunt, are you Baba Yaga?” ... How small heels and tiny fingers spank on the bare floor early in the morning on the floor and open your sleepy eye: “Mom, cu- ku! " Ku-ku, baby! I'll get enough sleep ... Then ... Someday ... He doesn't know how his heart jumps out when "your continuation" reads a verse at a competition, among other things of his own composition and this verse is called "mom" ... And how everything inside shrinks to pain when he touches his hand up to the forehead, you realize that the child has a fever ... And after a while the ambulance takes him to the hospital ... And you sit in an empty apartment and realize that only 1/1000 of the heart is beating in your chest, and everything else left in a white van ... Like after a hooligan trick, you spank your pope, and then you cry in the bathroom with pity, like tears come when you take your child to first grade, and the bouquet is undoubtedly the most beautiful in school and your child is certainly the smartest in the class ... and over the first two you cry so bitterly, like it's the biggest trouble in your life. How then you carefully put knowledge into his stupid head, where only football, cell phones, computer games, parkour, skateboards, brands of cars, weapons and (here's your time !!!) girls live !!! And how do you go through the school algebra course again to explain to your child that the system equation is solved in three ways: graphical, substitution method and arithmetic addition method ... And in the evenings, instead of reading women's novels, you help your kid compose a crossword puzzle on geography and check the composition ... How can you not stop shivering in the hands and a knock in the head after hearing "The subscriber is out of the network coverage area" after a 10 minute delay ... How you peer into the pupils and, under the guise of a kiss on the cheek like a bloodhound dog, sniff the air (didn't you drink? did not smoke?) Kid !!! How quickly you grew up !!! Quite recently, you were looking for toys under the tree ... This year, the present will contain shaving accessories ... It will take a little time and someone's beloved daughter will take his hand and together they will go into life ... And you will remember his bare heels and tiny hands for the rest of your life … .And wait, wait, wait ... His call, his arrival, his children to visit ...
What silence! It's good to sit on the porch and remember, reflect, dream ...
Our dad, although he does not show his appearance, but secretly looks into other people's carriages ... What is it worth: "Oh, look, what a princess !!!" on the one-year-old Milena from the next house, all in ruffles and bows. I really want you, baby, to have the same green eyes as your dad, Although it certainly doesn't matter at all…. I know one thing, kid !!! You are very welcome and long-awaited, you even have a name! And I don't care who you are, boy or girl! Come soon ... I will sing so many songs to you, I will tell you so many fairy tales, you and I have so much to do !!! Come !!!
How fresh the air is after yesterday's rain, and some kind of crystal silence, only in the distance a dog barks excitedly and some bird piteously hums its night song ... I love evenings on the porch in the country ....
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Examples of children's works "Letter to a friend, girlfriend", Letter to Santa Claus ".
Hello my dear friend!
I wish you a Happy New Year! I wish you the fulfillment of all your desires in the new year. On New Year's Eve, let your faithful friends be with you.
I miss you very much. How are you? How are you doing at school?
I'm doing well, I really like school. I especially like to study mathematics and history. Physical education lessons are very interesting here. In technology lessons, we make sailing boats, various toys.
Holidays are coming soon. Hope to see you. Grandma is waiting for you very, very much! Be sure to come!
Your friend Semyon.
Hello Misha!
How are you, is everything good? I'm worried about you.
We study on the first shift. This is normal. You can do a lot in a day. The school added new subjects: folklore, civics, economics, instead of the world around us, now natural science. I like the teachers. I was afraid that I would not get used to different teachers, but now I realized that I was in vain. When one of the teachers makes comments to us, we ourselves are to blame. Learning is hard work. You have to try to cope with the stress. True, I do not succeed in everything, but I want to be successful in all subjects.
I wish you success. Say hello to mom, Masha.
Goodbye, Misha!
Your friend Daniil Kulev.
Hello dear Katya!
How do you live? Have not seen you for a long time! I really miss you.
I want to tell you about a trip to the Nizhny Novgorod circus. It was very interesting. The circus performance was attended by both clowns and acrobats, there were pigs, crocodiles, monkeys. And one monkey behaved like a madman, no one could calm her down. I liked the number when the clowns were fishing. One clown caught a ragged boot, a second clown caught a small crocodile, and a third caught a large crocodile. At first it seemed to me that the crocodile was real. When the clown threw the crocodile at the audience, I realized that it was a toy. Then there was a real crocodile! I got scared when they played it. Amazing sensation! At the end of the performance there was a very beautiful sight: a multi-colored fountain delighted with sparkling splashes.
After the circus, we sat for a short time at the McDonald's cafe. We all enjoyed the trip very much. This is how we live. Tell us what happened to you interesting. Write me!
See you, my dear Katya!
Your faithful friend Vika.
Happy Birthday! I wish you happiness, kindness, smiles!
Shabaeva Katya from 5A class of MBOU Gremyachevskaya secondary school writes to you. I love you for being kind, making children happy, giving gifts to everyone, making everyone happy. I believe in you!
I want you to be healthy, this is my main desire. But if it doesn't bother you, then try not to walk past my dwelling. I live in an apartment where there is no pipe through which you will get to us, but I will leave the door open ... I also have a gift for you: real milk and delicious cookies that mom makes.
Dear Santa Claus! Try to fulfill my three wishes: I want to perform the “Split” exercise with high quality, I wish everyone to be healthy, I dream of a puppy.
See you soon, good Santa Claus!
Katya, who loves you.
Hello dear Santa Claus!
My name is Semyon Ershov. I study in the 5th grade of MBOU Gremyachevskaya secondary school. I study well and I enjoy studying. Most of all I love the history lessons, but in other subjects I have time to get to "5". I try to learn a lot both in lessons and from books, and I use a computer. I also go to art school. There we create beautiful drawings, study the history of fine arts. I like to do nice things for my parents to make them feel happy. I want to ask you, kind Santa Claus, so that no one is sick in my family, so that the world is bright for all people, and I also dream of a whole basket of chocolates.
With all my heart I want to wish you a Happy New Year! Come to us for a holiday! Necessarily!
With good intentions, Ershov Semyon.
We love our unborn children as much as we expect them ... There is never a lot of love, love is boundless, real and tangible. Where can we put our unspent love for future children? We can write letters - sincere, warm and touching. Talking in them about how much we want to see and hug our long-awaited children, how we believe and expect them to appear with us soon. During pregnancy, you can also write letters to your baby talking about your feelings, worries, purchases and preparations. About how dad and grandparents are waiting for him, what kind of stroller you bought, and how your aunt-doctor praised you at the ultrasound.
Time flies so fast. Children are always asked to tell how little they were, what they said and did. And you can read with the grown-up child your notes made even before his birth - what were the first movements, how the baby reacted to the music and dad's voice, how did you come up with a name for him, how you loved him and waited ... For recordings you can buy a beautiful notebook or type text on a computer, print sheets and file them in a beautiful folder.
Example of letters to a baby
** Hello my beloved baby.
I'm really, really looking forward to you. Every second of my life I think about you ... I analyze my life and dream of the day when we will be together. I am advised to be distracted and not get hung up ... How can I get distracted from you? In the morning, when I brew coffee, I dream of the day when I will cook porridge for you. And when I go to work and see mothers leading their children to the garden, I think that someday I will also persuade you to obey the teacher, bypass the puddles, play with the children and wait for mother - mother will definitely take her bunny out of the garden in the evening. When I go shopping and see these extraordinarily beautiful pink and blue clothes, I so want to buy you everything at once! But I don't know who you will be - a boy or a girl ... So far I have bought a rattle, green booties and a yellow cap ... All this is on the nightstand by our bed ... And when I sleep, I dream of you. And I dream how delicious you smell. Yesterday your dad asked me: “Who do you think we will have? Boy or girl? " He's an optimist, your dad. He's sure you'll show up soon. Very, very soon. True, he has been so confident for 7 years. But I find it much easier to live with his confidence and a little easier to wait for You, baby.
**Hi baby! You and I now have shared secret... And this secret looks like a faint pink strip on the dough. And I'm sure you already are. I'm so happy. But I’m not talking about it yet, even to your dad. That's when your striped greetings become bright, bright, we will figure out how to present it so that dad will remember this gift for life. We've been waiting for you, our baby. Hold on tight, please. I will be myself the best mom in the world.
** My baby! Today you are 7 weeks old. We saw you on the ultrasound! Such a small bean, the most beloved in the world. The doctor called you the Golden Fish. Finally, our dad made sure that you are. Right from the hospital, he ran to the store and bought you a lot of gifts, most of which will come in handy in 5 years - for example, a Lego constructor. Dads - they are. They do not believe in the second strip, then they buy the designers. And I am still a little confused, but very happy. When I walk down the street, I see the blue sky, the sun, the trees - so I want to show you all this. Time will fly by so quickly, I know. We dreamed about you and our dreams come true. And our world with dad suddenly narrowed down to an ultrasound picture ... because our world is you, baby.
** I wonder what your eyes will be? Blue, like mine, or brown, daddy? You kick like that in my stomach, wanna be a footballer? My son, we are waiting for you. I wonder who will be the first to see your smile - me or dad? Dad dreams of how he will go to the garage and go fishing with you when you grow up. And I dream, as in three months I will take you by hand ... You will be born in the fall, when it will be so beautiful. We will walk in the park and admire the yellow leaves ...
** Yesterday I bought an album for your photos. I pasted a test there, pictures from an ultrasound scan - your first photos, son, and photos of our tummy. You've grown so much in 9 months. I go to the hospital tomorrow, check the last details, go through the dowry and bag to the hospital. Dad is also preparing for childbirth - he is testing a brand new camera and for some reason shaved off his mustache. Probably worries that you don't recognize his mustache. We are a little worried - after all, for the first time in our life, we are preparing to become parents ... Son, a few more days and I will hug you. I've been looking forward to this moment for many years ...
Write also you. Touching and sincere. And he will certainly feel how you are waiting for and love him.
