Бесплатный фрагмент - Yogurt dreams

Danya sat on the windowsill looking at the stars.

It was already late, high time to sleep, but he did not want. It happened practically every day. Mom and Dad were preoccupied with this issue.

They consulted the best doctors in the city, the men of medicine. They prescribed various pills and potions to the boy, but it didn’t work. Just at that time Danya’s grandmother came to visit them.

One late evening, when Danya, instead of going to bed, watched the stars, she quietly entered the room, sat down in a chair and asked:

— Do you like the stars?

— Yes, granny, I really love them, it seems to me that there are so many secrets and mysteries in the night sky. I like to look at the stars at night and dream.

— What do you usually dream of?

— I don’t even know how to explain this, I just sit and dream about nothing. And my soul is so pleased by it.

— But it’s probably not very interesting to dream about nothing. — she wondered.

— Well, I apparently didn’t mean it. For example, I’m looking at a star and think what it will be like if you approach it, what happens on it and who lives there.

In my opinion, wizards, knights and beautiful princesses live on the stars, although there are evil magicians and all kinds of Baba Yaga there, but the knights always defeat them all.

— Oh, Danya, what a fellow you are! — You’ve told me such a beautiful bedtime story. Well, do you really don’t want to sleep?

— No, grandma, I absolutely don’t want to sleep. — the boy answered sadly and sighed heavily.

After all, he also did not like that he caused so many problems and inconveniences to his relatives with his unwillingness to go to bed in time.

— Do you want to see everything you’ve just told me in a yogurt dream?” — the grandmother asked.

— Of course I want! — Danya exclaimed joyfully. — What kind of yogurt dream is this?

— This is a wonderful dream, which you can order depending on what you want to see. Only at first you need to go to bed, lay your head on a soft pillow, take cover with a warm blanket, relax, close your eyes and think about the dream you would like to see. And it will come. But at first I’ll bring you a wonderful remedy for this.

Grandma came out, and soon returned with a glass of some white drink, deliciously smelling of berries:

— Have my wonderful yogurt, and then do as I taught. Tell me in the morning what you’ve seen in your dream. Have we agreed?

— Sure, granny, agreed! — the boy said hopefully.

So he did everything exactly as his grandmother said, and he found himself in an unusual dream. Danya dreamed that he was standing in line at the Dreams Shop, and there were two more kids — a boy and a girl in front of him.

Behind the counter there was quite an extraordinary seller — an old man, dressed absolutely like a magician. And he asked the girl:

“What would you like to choose tonight, Agnes?”