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The sun has risen. Ivan woke up. Mom made breakfast. After Mom asked

son go to the forest for mushrooms. He went to the forest for mushrooms wearing pants, shirt, sandals,

gloves. In the rainforest in Colombia, Ivan shot a slingshot into a tree. Suddenly

a frog fell on the sucker's head. Taking the frog by the paws. Thinking that a princess would appear, he

kissed her. And the toxin affected him. Ivan stopped feeling his legs. And he fell to the ground.

Some kind of liquid rose to my throat. And foam appeared in my mouth. After an hour of convulsions, the heart

it stopped. The "terrible leaf climber" Frog jumped on …

The fairy tale is a lie, but in a hint that you need to kiss your frogs, not overseas ones.

How the artillery hunted ducks.

Forest, taiga, dawn, only the first rays of the sun illuminated the tips of the trees. The gunner

crawls making his way through the bushes to the lake.

I see ducks, I transmit coordinates.– said the gunner on the radio