Tell me who your friend is


A small train is moving along a narrow-gauge railway track at a small speed along the forest park. The blue cars sway slightly on the move. In the windows – happy children’s faces. From time to time the diesel locomotive signals: “Warning! Be careful!” This is a children’s railway. These amazing schoolchildren are led by an experienced driver-instructor. I’m a frequent passenger of this train. And not only because I like to ride in the nom. This train is driven by my friend Oleg. He is older than me. Oleg mastered many of the railway professions: he tried himself as a conductor, auditor, worked in a locomotive depot. And now he has learned to drive a locomotive. This diesel locomotive is like wagons. It is small, outside and inside everything shines with purity. The instructor, the instructor of the young machinists Ivan Yakovlevich, is strict. He does not allow smoking, Unkempt clothes, late for the flight. From Oleg, I learned that the job of a machinist

requires good physical preparation. That’s why my friend in the morning does exercises, runs, pours ice water. At school he also manages. Ivan Yakovlevich would not allow a negligent student on the flight. Today, however, the train arrived late at the terminal station. There was an unforeseen stop right in the forest park. To the track came a beautiful elk from the forest. In order not to frighten off this miracle and to better consider the elk, the engineers with the permission of Ivan Yakovlevich stopped the train. Los stood for a while, then, raising his head, he sounded a loud blow and disappeared into the forest. Ivan Yakovlevich would not allow a negligent student on the flight. Today, however, the train arrived late at the terminal station. There was an unforeseen stop right in the forest park. To the track came a beautiful elk from the forest. In order not to frighten off this miracle and to better consider the elk, the engineers with the permission of Ivan Yakovlevich stopped the train. Los stood for a while, then, raising his head, he sounded a loud blow and disappeared into the forest. Ivan Yakovlevich
would not allow a negligent student on the flight. Today, however, the train arrived late at the terminal station. There was an unforeseen stop right in the forest park. To the track came a beautiful elk from the forest. In order not to frighten off this miracle and to better consider the elk, the engineers with the permission of Ivan Yakovlevich stopped the train. Los stood for a while, then, raising his head, he sounded a loud blow and disappeared into the forest.

In the evening at home I told my parents about this little adventure in the forest park. Mom noticed: “Here you are, like Oleg, now begin to look at the profession.” I said that I want, like Oleg, to drive trains. Ivan Yakovlevich promised to help me. But I must prepare myself for this work. So far I am far from Oleg – he is stronger than me physically, better learns, more disciplined.

From tomorrow I’ll start life in a new way. In the evening I’ll have an alarm clock, I’ll run in the morning. I will be at school in those subjects that are given me poorly. I am sure that it will be a little time, and I will no longer be a passenger, but a real railwayman – like my friend Oleg.


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Tell me who your friend is