Patch fairy tale

Bobka likes his green pants very much. He always proudly said to others: "Look, how great my pants are! They are exactly the same as those of the soldiers!"

No one among the children had green pants like this, so they all envied Bob. Card.

One time Bobka climbed a wooden fence and his green pants were scratched. He was so heartbroken that he almost cried, and ran home quickly to let his mother sew him up.

My mother said angrily: "You went to climb the fence and tore your pants, and you asked me to sew them for you?"

"Mom, if I don't climb anymore, you will Sew it for me!"

"No matter, sew it yourself!"

"But I can't sew it!"

"Since I can sew my pants If it's torn, you should be able to sew the pants back up." "Then I'll wear them like this," said Bobka, and ran to the yard.

When the children saw a big hole in his trousers, they all laughed at him and said, "What kind of soldier are you? Have you ever seen a soldier wearing torn trousers?"

Bobka He quickly explained: "I asked my mother to sew it for me, but she refused."

"Does it mean that soldiers have to ask their mothers to sew their pants when they are torn? Soldiers should be able to do everything. He can both patch and button up,” the children criticized Bobka.

Bobka was shy. When he got home, he asked his mother for needlework and a piece of green cloth. He cut a cucumber-sized patch out of green cloth and began to sew it on his pants.

It’s not easy to do this job. Besides, Bobka is impatient and his hand was pricked by needles several times.

"You damn needle! Why are you pricking me?" Bobka said, pinching the nose of the needle tightly for fear of letting it prick again.

The patch was finally sewn on, but it was so wrinkled that it looked like dried mushrooms. Even the legs of these pants have become shorter.

“How can this work?” Bobka picked it up and looked at it, and said angrily, “It’s better not to sew it! Come on, let’s sew it again.”

He The patch was cut out, flattened, placed on the pants, carefully traced around the patch with a color changing pencil, and then began to sew. This time he was not in a hurry, and carefully sewed stitch by stitch along the line he had just traced, paying attention from time to time to prevent the patch from becoming crooked.

Bobka tried his best. Finally the patch was sewn. I really like it. Not only is it even and smooth, but it's also so strong that you can't even pull it off.

Bobka put on green trousers and went to the yard again. The children gathered around and said, "The pants are patched really well! Oh, there are lines drawn around the patches! You can tell at a glance that they are patched." You sewed it yourself."

Bobka turned around for everyone to see, and then said: "It would be great if I also learned how to button. It's a pity that none of my buttons came off. . It doesn’t matter, I will nail it myself when it falls.”