Movie: When I become a giant

Imagination was given to man to compensate for what he is not what I would like to be. A sense of humor to reconcile it with what he is. And so - keep smiling.

I want to run
Like a fast-fast skis
Live I was very little,
But a lot will see.
Taking me as the mountain of the spiral
The road of life endlessly up to the sky,
I don't want people saying:
"Go down, don't step there".

When the flight of the soaring birds
One of our own will be interrupted
We in the first moment I regret
And then, like sandpaper along the nerve,
Repentance should be.

When I grow up and become a giant
I can heal all broken knees,
And all the guys from our porch
I have been through the roof jump will teach.

- Remember, we're in first class gave the oath. Silly, of course, but I remember...
- And I remember.
How do we together in the camp went, remember?
Remember.
- How did you fight because of me... And like you in one night learned to swim, remember?
Remember. Did you have a dress in polka dots. And it struck me that the name of you is this - Horoshkina. And then we'll all Morkovkina teased.
- When I was sick with scarlet fever, I wore ice cream... Then wrote his first poems...
- You remember that?..

- If I understood you correctly, you want me on the game.
- Understand correctly.
- Then all the rules of the duel you make, and I choose the weapons.
- Choose. Just you mind you, I'm your sambame and karate do not own, and if you're an honest man, and I hope that you're an honest man...
So if I am an honest man, we're on the ping-pong balls are we going to fight?.. You know, Dove, I don't like it when too much talk about honesty.
- All? Then we fight!
- I fight you and not going. If I choose weapons, I believe that I already chose... I will fight you all my life! Hear like you as scum and cowards! Remember that.

- So what to do with you?
- Ready to be punished. Only for such hooliganism and adults a three-ruble fine. And then you have me fined.
Why?
- And you have a sense of humor all right.

- You say you write poetry?..
- Writing.
Good at least?
Good. And why is bad to write something?