Welcome, or No Trespassing Page #3

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- Is showing magic tricks a talent?

- A talent.

- Okay, I can show the "flying queen" card trick.

- Good stuff, good stuff. Only no cards.

Kids, everything goes: magic tricks, art installations, pantomime...

It's all good. Eat, eat.

- Mitrofanova!

So, are the rumours true?

- And Comrade Mitrofanov is coming as well!

- My daddy is coming, too!

- You eat, eat.

Don't you know the rule? No?

All right, children, let's remind him the rule.

All together now.

- When I'm at my plate

all talks can wait.

- Nap time!

- For them, but not for us.

- Come on, come on.

- Hey, guys. Let's put the meatballs in this magic box, just in case.

- Okay, quick.

"Comrade Dynin"

- Come quick.

- Hold it.

- Well, what have you got in there?

- Nothing, take a look.

- Some pioneers you are. Torturing a poor bird.

- Keep on pumping DDT, to destroy a bug or three!

- Enough with the jokes.

No masquerade until we sanitize all the costumes.

- Won't that spoil them?

- What's more important, clothes or the health of the children?

- Nothing will spoil them any more.

They've already been doused with formalin, scrubbed with pumice,

and dunked into chlorine.

- I heard at another camp they also fried them with soldering irons.

- These clothes got dragged around various camps for about six years now.

- They are well-travelled costumes.

- What's all this, now?

- The band got relieved from nap time.

Let them practise.

- All clear.

- Hurry up, guys.

Let's go.

- Playing on the go!

Virtuosos!

"Boys"

- Hurry.

- What are you guys doing here?

- Get lost, shoo! Go on!

- All right, all right!

- Come on.

- What are you reading?

- Chekhov.

- Why?

- He's funny.

- You laugh too much.

Go read the Counsellor's Magazine. Deal with your inexperience.

- And here's the Queen of the Fields! Maestro, music!

- Well, hello there Corn!

- Did you win a cake at the factory?

- Yes I did.

- And a cake from the post office?

- Yes I did.

- And you'll win a cake here, too.

- Indeed.

- We sure won't be giving a cake to some Puss-in-the-Boots.

- Comrade Dynin, these days the legumes are mentioned a lot.

- Maybe the bean pod will be better?

- Then they would have done so at the factory. Don't you worry.

- Same old costumes all year 'round. So tired of seeing them!

- Well, don't look at them, then!

- Seriously, why can't kids make their own costumes?

All you need is some construction paper and glue, that's all!

- And our pride? Are we so poor that we wrap kids in construction paper?

Let's better pick who should be our "queen of the fields!"

- That's easy:
Mitrofanova. It's her uncle who's coming, after all.

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