Proverbes russes et expressions reflétant la mentalité russe Ce n'est pas un secret que les Russes aiment se disputer. Et nous devons comprendre qu'un dispute n'est pas pour nous une querelle, mais un chemin vers la compréhension mutuelle. Il est donc nécessaire d'argumenter sans s'éloigner de l'objet du la conversation. Dans le cas contraire, le dispute devient inutile, non constructif et se transforme souvent en reproches mutuels, ce que nous n'aimons pas. Expression du jour : Vous lui parlez de Yeroma et il vous parle de Foma. Yeryoma et Foma sont noms masculins russe. Foma est Thomas en français. Cette expression est utilisée lorsque l'interlocuteur s'écarte du sujet de la conversation ou de l'argument, ce qui a pour conséquence de vider la conversation de son sens. Par exemple : R : Les anti-vaccinationistes ne mettent pas seulement leur vie en danger, mais aussi celle de leur entourage. Q : Et les codes QR ne sont pas nécessaires à Moscou. A : Qu'est-ce que Moscou a à voir avec ce que j'ai dit? ? Je parle de Yeryoma et tu parles de Foma. Comment l'utiliser : (Qui ? - moi, toi, lui, etc.) (à qui ? - moi, toi, lui, etc.) à propos de Yeryoma, et (qui ? - moi, toi, lui, etc.)(à qui ? - moi, toi, lui, etc.) à propos de Foma. Le mot "dire" est omis ici, ce qui est déjà clair dans la situation en raison de la préposition "à propos de". Je vous souhaite une compréhension mutuelle dans vos conversations avec les Russes.

Davis aided, including financially, Franklin Roosevelt, who was his neighbour and with whom he often played golf. On the ceiling in the entrance hall hangs a rock crystal chandelier which once belonged to Louis XVI. In this room you see the bridal diadem which belonged to the Empress Alexandra Feodorovna.
 It was hard for Joseph Davis to look at the friends of his acquaintances who now sat in the dock. Davis hoped the defendants could read the sorrow in his eyes that he had felt when he looked at the defendants. Look at the magnificent gold communion cup that Catherine II ordered from the goldsmith Iver Buch in 1791. Marjorie Post bought the treasures for the future museum of which she had dreamed. 
 Marjorie Post bought treasures for her people, to whom she bequeathed her entire collection at the end of her life.

The boy was four years old. His parents began to teach him alphabet and counting. They used smart books, counting sticks, blocks. Grandfather also helped, but with his own tools: dominoes, checkers and everything that comes to hand. The exam, of course, came when the guests gathered for the holiday, and the mother began to brag about her son's success. - My son, come on, please count to ten. The boy did not disappoint her and carefully counted: one, two... nine, ten. The guests clapped their hands. - Well done! And then do you remember? - a cheerful guest asked. - Jack, queen, ace! - the prodigy answered without hesitation. The grandfather was asked not to do maths with his grandson anymore.

An unusual hobby for a ten-year-old child made a young resident of the village of Bolshye Polyany in the Nizhny Novgorod region, Vitya Balakhnin, famous. Vitya is a real farmer with his herd of goats. He produces milk himself, finds buyers and sells it himself, decides for himself how to spend the money that he has earned. Every morning, a fourth-grade student, Vitya, or Vityok, as he is called in the village, gets up at five in the morning, cleans the goat pen, prepares the udder for milking and milks his pets. He knows how to do all this as well as adults. In summer it is easier – the boy chase the goats to graze, and at other season he feeds and waters them, and only then he takes shower and goes to school. And it has been for four years, since the first grade. The parents gave the first goat to Vitya for the first grade entering – at the great desire of the boy.

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Decoration of the New Year's Tree 2. Translation of a children's story written by L.Voronkova Tanya's New Year's tree stood in the upper room, spreading bushy branches. It was like awaken from a winter forest dream. The all hut smelled of fresh fur-tree needles. Alyonka and Dyomushka came to Tanya to decorate the Christmas tree. Alyonka brought two gingerbread, pink and white. Dyomushka brought only one white gingerbread, he could non resist eating a pink one on the way. <...> "Let’s decorate the tree!" Mother said and laughed. — What are you stare at? Take the ornaments and hang them on the tree". Grandma also came up to the table: "What beautiful ornaments are they , lights are so shining! Grandma and Tanya began to take the ornaments out of the box and hang them on the New Year tree. There were balls — yellow, green, red, and little animals of gold and silver carton, and long-long strings of beads. And what is the most important – there was a brilliant vivid-red star topper. The mother stood on the stool and put the star on the top of the New Year's tree. "I wish we have candles" – said Grandmother. — Well, I have no idea where to get candles. At this time, Grandpa came home from work. He was slowly pulling the quilt off his shoulders and looking out of the kitchen at the tree. "Don't worry about the candles", — said Grandfather — "The teacher will bring them from the city… I asked him to". Tanya ran to his grandfather: "Grandpa, did you asked him well? Perhaps you have not asked him well, and he will forget?" "He won't forget," said grandpa. "He must to bring candles for the school New Year?s tree — how could he forget?"

Decoration of the New Year's. Translation of a children story written by L.Voronkova Tanya's Grandmother gave a handful of candy in colorful wrappers. Tanya and Alyonka threaded gingerbread and candies and hung them on the new Year's tree. When they hung all of them up, Mother came from work, looked at it and said: — Oh, kids, you have very few decorations on the tree! 
 — Let's hang some bagels, Grandma said. — I've cooked a rope of them for the holiday." Grandma took out a rope of bagels, and soon every bagel was hanging on branches.
 But Mother still did not like it: — Well, what a decoration is it – bagels! She put her coat on and went into the village to a shop. Mother returned from the village very soon, because she walked quickly. Tanya saw her from the window and rushed to meet her: — Mammy, what did you bought? Mother put on the table a white box, untied a rope, lifted the lid... – Oh! - It took Tanya’s breath away from joy. "Ornaments! — Let’s decorate the tree! ...