°•°All sorts of incomprehensible nonsense from the head of crazy Barberryyy (MAKAPOOOH)★

– Well, friends... Now you can read books all night! Mr. Needle said, addressing the other hedgehogs . – Yeah!!!! – the hedgehogs shouted joyfully . – Well, what are you standing for? We have 7 hours left before the librarian arrives! Hurry up! And after these words, the hedgehogs ran around the library in search of the most interesting books . Someone liked poems more, someone liked travel novels, and someone wanted to read something sad, cry and sympathize with the main characters. All hedgehogs have different tastes, but in the library everyone will find what they like. Mr. Needle watched his friends reading books with interest. He was proud of himself, because he was able to bring them here, and it was difficult to pull it off. – Hmm, I'll go and read something too! Needle thought . He went to the bookcase and began to choose . – Mr. Needle! – suddenly someone called his name and the hedgehog turned around . – Mr. Needle! Come here, please! Brownie the hedgehog called him . – Has something happened? He asked her . – Mr. Needle! I was reading a book here and... who are the Polovtsians? – Polovtsy is the Russian name of the nomadic tribes that occupied the Black Sea steppes in the 11th–13th centuries , – answered our educated Mr. Igolka . – Aah... And who is smerd? Brownie asked again. "It's a poor peasant," Mr. Needle replied again, "And what are you reading, Brownie?" - he asked. – The teaching of Vladimir Monomakh "When did you start reading this, Brownie?" You've never been a believer either. – After I was almost crushed by a tree during a thunderstorm, I believed that there was a God and he saved me! Brownie said.