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‎Learn & Play by Fisher-Price on the App Store


Play-based app full of games, activities and songs about ABCs, colors, shapes and more! Learn & Play is designed by experts to delight and entertain your little learner.

Learn & Play by Fisher-Price, powered by HOMER is a safe, play-based app designed to delight and entertain your little one. By consolidating content across Fisher-Price apps, Learn & Play creates a comprehensive digital experience for little learners. Each ad-free game and activity is designed by academics and researchers, fun-tested by kids, and created to help your child explore, play, and learn!

• Learning through play: Familiar characters guide your child through fun games and activities as they learn about ABC's, colors, and more.
• Find activities you know, and discover new ones! Learn & Play by Fisher-Price incorporates some of the activities kids (and parents) love from other Fisher-Price apps, in addition to introducing your little one to new experiences they’ll love!
• Grows with your child: Designed by academics and researchers to support your child through the early stages of learning and development.
• Safe: Kid-safe, ad-free, curated content ensures a safe digital learning environment.
• 2 modes of play:
1) Let Them Play:
- Simple, child-friendly experience is perfect for “Do It Myself”ers.
- Looks like play, acts like play – must be learning foundational skills!
- They learn something new every day. Some days it’s cause and effect, other days it’s shapes and colors.
- Designed with story-loving, song-singing, little explorers in mind – your child will love watching, listening and playing their way through learning content.
2) Play Together:
- Show them how it’s done! It’s easy to guide your child’s learning through the activities and games with our GrownUp View.
- What will they learn today? Choose from counting, shapes, colors, helping others, and learning about the world around us.
- Ah, that’s the stuff. Enjoy a selection of soothing sounds, songs and lullabies to relax to.
- There’s more where that came from! Our experts will send you daily Play Tips to keep the fun going.

Version 7.0.0

In addition to working out some bugs, you'll discover refreshed content and playtips. Plus, keep an eye out for some old favorites making a comeback!

Ratings and Reviews

102 Ratings

0 plays left

My 3 year old daughter absolutely loves this app. However, it ended up saying she had 0 plays left. Nowhere on the app allows you to purchase. Or pay for more plays. It says unlock for free plays so we go in and enter our information but then says my email already exist. And again, with no option to pay for more plays. So she’s been really upset. I had to enter another email. I hope this isn’t the only way to play this app.
Other than that, I would have given 5 stars.

We would love to look into this for you! Please reach out to our Member Experience team at [email protected].

Would love to see more app games!

My son absolutely loves this app. But unfortunately children do grow I do hope to see more fantastic app games for him in the mere future. However I do have one request since this was also a fisher price game. Do you happen to have fisherprice’s pet shop game back when it was on the pc? I played it with my son on the pc he loved it but thought the game was something he could touch on screen than use the computer mouse lol that game would be wonderful on the app devices. I hope it isn’t much trouble but if it is I guess will just stick with the pc version. But he did enjoy this app very much and I highly recommend this for new parents with children.

Aww I miss the old app!

My first child is 7 yrs old now but back when he was just 6 months old to around 2/3 yrs we both enjoyed the old fisher price apps so much that when I had my newest little one I wanted to download the apps again only to find out there no longer on the App Store and now there’s a new version, the new version is okay but I gotta say the old app with the cute little rhymes like Pattycake and the itsy bitsy spider was our fav this app only has one rhyme witch is “1,2 buckle my shoe” witch we also love but disappointed that this app only includes one rhyme for the rhymes section witch is misleading as it’s labeled (Rhymes). Please bring back the old app!

Thank you for reaching out! We had to say goodbye to some beloved songs to consolidate content across the Fisher-Price apps. Please know that we made these changes to set up a more robust experience for little learners, and will continue to add content. We’ll consider your feedback as we make updates in the coming months!

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Fisher-Price — Story

Fisher-Price is one of the world’s leading toy companies, defining the category in infant and preschool toys and playing an important role in childhood for almost a century, creating everything from “bump to bus. ” Pentagram has collaborated with Fisher-Price on a refresh of its brand identity that highlights a return to a playful sense of fun. The system draws on the brand’s extraordinary heritage to build a complete visual language, and includes a custom typeface, messaging, art direction, and merchandising.

Pentagram worked closely on the project with leadership at Fisher-Price, including Chuck Scothon, Senior Vice President and General Manager; Joel Smith, Vice President, Brand Creative; Kelly Biernat, Senior Manager Global Brand Marketing; and Jody Gavin, Manager Global Brand Marketing. Founded in 1930 and headquartered in East Aurora, New York, Fisher-Price has been a favorite for generations of kids and parents with classic toys like Little People play sets, the Corn Popper, and the Chatter Telephone, among many others, and popular contemporary lines like Linkimals, Wonder Makers, Power Wheels, and Laugh & Learn.

The refresh coincides with a new brand strategy developed by Wieden+Kennedy that takes the company back to its roots as a toymaker and looks at the role of toys and play in children’s lives today. With the update, Fisher-Price wanted to be less prescriptive about child development, and in the words of its new mission statement, “put the fun back into functional” and the “play back into playtime.” This dynamic point of view is neatly summed up in a new tagline, “Let’s be kids.” 

The new branding by Pentagram refines the visual identity and expands it to a customized kit of parts that gives Fisher-Price the flexibility to function consistently in a variety of environments. The exuberant use of colorful graphics and unconventional typography captures the brand attributes of fun, action, play, celebration, silliness and joy.

The refreshed identity centers on the bright red “awning,” the iconic mark with scalloped edges that holds the company name. The updated logo simplifies the awning to three semicircles (from the previous logo’s four) and uses its clean, simple geometry as the basis for an expanded visual language. (Internally, the retooled awning also symbolizes the three founders of the company—Herman Fisher, Irving Price and Helen Schelle, as well as the intersection of parents plus kids. ) The logotype has been redrawn in all lowercase, with letterforms that are slightly more refined than original but still quirky. The hyphen between the names is now a semicircle, echoing the scalloped edge as well as the smiles on the faces of the Little People.

The Pentagram team researched early advertising and packaging in the company archives and saw that the original proprietary typeface for Fisher-Price, which was based on Windsor, was consistently used for everything, creating a smart, cheerful typographic tone of voice for the brand. The new wordmark influenced a full proprietary typeface called Let’s Be Glyphs, a semi sans serif that nods to Fisher-Price’s original proprietary typeface and the letterforms of the original logotype, and a playful alternate, Let’s Be Glyphs Bouncy, with rotated characters and an uneven baseline, both designed by Pentagram and finessed by type designer Jeremy Mickel. Quotation marks and apostrophes appear as semicircles. Secondary type is set in the clean and modern sans serif Maax.

The primary logo is joined by two monograms, a circular “bubble” and an abbreviated version of the awning called the “flag tag,” both with a redrawn lowercase “FP.” In applications, the red awning can be extended to fit the tagline or other copy (a device the designers refer to as the “red carpet”). By itself, the awning can be used as a simple graphic icon that can be placed anywhere—attached to the typography of the tagline, hidden in promotional photography, or used in packaging and store displays—instantly flagging it as Fisher-Price.

The graphic elements can be combined into patterns and used to build “Play-moji,” emoji-like illustrations inspired by the Little People faces on toys. The age-appropriate approach transitions from cute illustrations for babies to more “grown up” use of patterns for older kids. The joyful look and feel is carried throughout the branding, including print and digital advertising and retail merchandising. Pentagram established new guidelines for the art direction of photography that emphasizes playfulness, imagination and kids interacting with their families. Working closely with the Fisher-Price team, the designers art directed the first lifestyle shoot using the new guidelines, photographed by David Robert Elliott in Buffalo, New York, where the company is located.

The new messaging focuses on making an emotional connection and recreating the feeling consumers had when they were playing with toys as children, and to feel okay to keep playing with them now and forever—which is as long as Fisher-Price will be around.

Meet the June participants of the competition "Karel ate fish" | Petrozavodsk SPEAKS | Newspaper "Petrozavodsk" online

Send photos from fishing and win a prize!

The competition "Karel ate fish", which is held by the portal "Petrozavodsk says" and the newspaper "TVR-Panorama", continues! We present the first part of the pictures that claim to win in June.

Voting for the best picture of the month will be held in the VKontakte group Petrozavodsk Speaks from 21 to 27 June. On the same day, the winner will be announced - the editors will choose him from among the leaders. Participants who do not make it to the June voting will move on to the next month.


Alexandra Kolodko:
“My dad is a master fisherman!
To him that perch, that zander -
The catch is always excellent,
And he knows the fish personally.
I watched him catch
And he spoke to every fish.
Lightly hooked with a fishing rod…
- Well, hello, hello, carp!
Then he slightly waved his hand ...
- Hi, Ershovich, dear!
For some reason, he released the fry ...
“Swim, baby, grow bye.”

Ivan Kharitonov: “I was born in Karelia and have lived all my life. My lineage goes back to the time when the Soviet government gave Karelians surnames. As a true Karelian, I love fish. Vendace is the most favorite fish. And it was I who smoked vendace, which my wife perfectly salts.

Sergey Tikko: “I am sending photos from the shores of Onego from the Leningrad region, the city of Podporozhye. At the mouth of the Orzega River, almost in the lake itself, they caught the biggest fish.
We love to travel as a family through the Karelian wilds: Khelyulya, Lyaskelya, Kuitezha ... And our dream is to get to Podporozhye in the Pudozh region! In the photo is my wife Anastasia Tikko with a catch.

Olga Brazhnikova: “In the photo is my brother Andrey Matveev. Fishing for him is life! He is ready to fish with his bare hands, and only big fish come across in his net!

Faina Mokkoeva: “Tanya the fisherwoman”.

Vladimir Vlasov: “Fishing has always been a favorite hobby of my childhood. As I remember now, my friends and I ran to the lake in the morning at the dacha in order to catch the first perch on a dare. As I grew up, fishing became an integral part of my life! I try at every opportunity to go out into nature and enjoy the process of fishing. I wish you all good fishing!”

Victoria Makarova: “This is my pike record! I fought on my own, without the help of my husband, for 10 minutes! And, voila - 6 kg! We fish for Onego almost always. And the dacha at hand is the village of Suisar. Great places and beautiful nature!”

Vasily Legky: “Fishing is not only about fish… Sitting with your son with fishing rods, talking heart to heart, having a tasty snack, drinking aromatic tea is a great pleasure. Also, grandfather Vasya (my dad) often spoils us with goodies from the shores of the White Sea. Grandfather not only goes fishing himself, but also fries, bakes, dries, smokes the fish himself. And, to be honest, only he does it so tasty!”

Portal "Petrozavodsk says" and the newspaper "TVR-Panorama" invite residents of Karelia to participate in the competition!

Submit pictures of yourself or your family while fishing, cooking or eating fish dishes. There must be people in the photos!

Write a few words about the role that fish and fishing play in your life. If you send a photo of a fish dish, share the recipe!

Send pictures to ptzgovorit. [email protected] (only to this address) marked “Karel ate fish”. Don't forget to include your first and last name. No more than one photo per month is accepted from each participant. Photos need good quality!

Contestants must be members of the VKontakte group Petrozavodsk Speaks. We select finalists every month! The top five will be determined by the reader's vote, and the best frame of the month will be chosen by the editors.

The most interesting pictures will be published in the weekly republican newspaper TVR-Panorama. The competition will run until August 31, 2022. Details on tel. 53-13-13. // Photo:

Read online “Phaethon's mistake. Book one. Citadel”, Valery Sabitov – LitRes, page 3

“Yes… You can’t escape your fate…,” said Irwin, “What is given… I can see for myself: he’s not a fisherman. Although I have not met a fisherman more dexterous and lucky. But in the big world, without help, luck will not save.

They discreetly drained the bottle Bart had brought, continuing to talk about Leran, Leda, their future, the complexities of this world. Finally, Bart could not stand it and, until they began to prepare homework, he decided to check his guess, unclear, vague, but not letting him calm down for many days. He pulled a photograph out of his shirt pocket and handed it to Irwin.

- Look. In such matters I am like Leran, the incomprehensible and unexplained do not let me sleep. The article by my newspaper colleague that brought me to New Price and introduced you to you has an eyewitness account. I have no reason not to believe Jimmy. So, at the place where the golden rain fell, in the fog, this man saw a certain flower. In his opinion, he was like a lotus. The picture shows one of the lotus species...

Irwin looked at the picture for a long time, then handed it back to Bart, shaking his head.

"It's a yellow lotus," Erickson continued, still hoping that Cronin would tell him, "Yes, I've seen something like this," "From the east coast." We don't grow them. The Chinese and Hindus consider them sacred. There are also pink, white . .. I never thought that this flower occupies such an important place in the legends of many peoples. I wanted to understand, but…

– Is it necessary? - after some silence, looking into a glass of unfinished whiskey, said Cronin, - Wouldn't it be better to leave the ancient legends as they are, intact?

Bart felt that the topic of the sea flower was painful for Irvine and it was time to end it.

- I understand you, Irwin. It's just that I ... I'm far from thinking everything right. And I know - nothing at all. I just thought that if the lotus and the golden rain are connected, then someone can get to this secret ... Oh, well!

- Sorry, Bart. I am a simple fisherman, and I cling to the present. Especially when it's like this... I can't see tomorrow. And the past... It, I think, is the lot of those who are not among us...

They were silent for a minute, relieving their sudden awkwardness.

– Shall we finish this? Bart asked, “I can’t take it anymore, I’m driving in the morning. ” All the years I want only to live without looking back at yesterday or tomorrow! And, - no way ...

They dealt with the bottle and purposefully, in silence, took up snacks. Leran ran in with a newspaper in his hands.

- Bart, what do you know about that? - his eyes sparkled, shone with gold and inner heat, - They write here about a lotus city in the mountains. How far is the Himalayas?

Bart glanced furtively at Irwin and noticed how he trembled - inaudibly, invisibly - but there was a spiritual connection between them, and Erickson felt it.

- It's far away, Leran. Very far.

- And also about the goddess Lakshmi. She was born in a golden lotus...

Erickson began to think about how to cover up a sore subject, leading Irwin to heart failure, but then Maria and Leda entered.

- What are you talking about? Maria asked. “You have no appetite, Bart. Or someone in the city treats you to something tastier?

- Never! - Bart was delighted with the question, - Never and nowhere have I tried anything more tasty and healthy! Leran is very fond of ancient legends. And in his youth he perceives them as the truth. But we know how much people invented. And they keep writing. I only read newspapers in the interests of work. In order not to miss the really important news.

The light in Leran's eyes went out, he looked disappointedly at the newspaper in his hands, sat down on a chair.

– And why do people not like the truth? - Leran's voice did not hide his disappointment, - Leda has books with fairy tales for little ones. And newspapers, are fairy tales for big ones? I already know about Atlantis, about Stonehenge. Are these legends too, Bart?

– Very likely. After all, no one could check.

– And if you can’t check, does that mean that there is nothing like that?

Irwin and Bart looked at each other: a new trait was emerging in Leran. Perseverance in the knowledge of the unknown is a rare feature for a modern reasonable person. Usually it arises under the influence of certain stimuli, but here it was born and becomes, as it were, by itself. “This interesting boy will still surprise us,” Cronin and Erickson said silently to each other, “We decided correctly, the size of New Price is already small for him now” ...

* * *

In the morning they all went out to the car together. Erickson started the engine, got out of the cab, Leda climbed into the driver's seat and began to study the control and management devices. Leran walked around the Buick, tapped the wheels with his feet.

Erickson, looking at the Cronin seniors, smiled reassuringly and said:

– Don't worry, everything will be fine. In two days, three days at most, we will be here. Everything that is possible, I have already prepared.

They stepped aside and Erickson continued softly:

- A certificate from the hospital where Maria was with her twins is ready. The testimony of two witnesses is available, certified as expected. I had to break a few things. The police commissioner's assistance is guaranteed. I didn’t tell him anything extra, but he knows the necessary truth. She's enough. I think everything will go as it should. We will arrive in Saint Sebastian, Leran will take a picture, and order, the bureaucratic machine will work.

Maria, with tears in her eyes, whispered:

– How can I thank you, Bart? I don't know directly. On our own, we simply could not ...

- Well, why so! Leran is like a brother to me. Is it possible somehow differently?

“All right, son,” said Irwin, standing motionless, with a petrified face and frozen eyes, “Pay no attention to a woman, they always speak not with reason, but with feelings. Calm down, Maria, Leran is not going to war. So it is necessary.

– Will see the city, stay with me, meet good people… Leran simply needs this. We need to think seriously about his future. He is a very difficult person, so many abilities rarely fall out alone. Without documents proving his identity, he can't.

Leran sat in the seat next to Bart, watching intently as he checked the engine and electrical system. Leda stood at the open door and looked at him enviously. Oh, how she wanted to go with Bart and Leran to the city, she wanted to drive a car along the highway.

Erickson turned the Buick around, stuck his head out the door, waved goodbye.

Don't cry, Leda. Let's go back and take you for a ride. Leran, I think, by that time he will already be an ace driver. And you will visit the city. There is nothing good there, but we will show it to you anyway. Deal? Bye then. Go, Leran, say goodbye.

Leran looked up from studying the instruments, jumped out of the car, ran up to Maria, hugged her, whispered something in her ear, shook hands with his father, exchanged glances with him, stroked Leda on the shoulder and returned to the seat.

Erickson, watching him through the mirror, was again surprised at how quickly this golden-eyed foundling had matured and developed. Exceptional in every way! Another year, and he is quite an adult. And, it seems, they will issue an education externally. It is only necessary to help a little, to suggest, to give the necessary books on the program ... No, he cannot stay in the fishing village. Yes, he himself will not stay, Leran has an interesting fate ahead. For sure. Just don't leave him alone. Life and not such instances grinds.

All three hours before St. Sebastian, Leran did nothing but observe Erickson's actions and ask about driving technique and car design. Bart got the impression that during this time Leran had learned everything that he knew himself, and he lacked one or two practical lessons to master driving professionally.

Having come to this conclusion, he decided not to be surprised any longer: he already associated Leran with a box of magical surprises.

The city didn't hit Leran like Bart expected. He treated the crowds, the clutter of buildings, the noise and the colorful advertising amid the asphalt and concrete with open disapproval. They visited a photography studio near Erickson's house, had lunch at a diner nearby, and entered the apartment.

And Leran liked the apartment. Moreover, as Erickson understood, primarily for the reason that silence reigned in both rooms. Bart loved it too, and made sure it was completely soundproofed.

The meeting with Ernest Martin was also successful. The police commissioner, a tall and powerful Negro, and a slender red-skinned youth immediately liked each other. Ernest assured that he would take care of all the rest of the arrangements himself and let you know when everything was ready.

Thanks to Martin's unexpected initiative, they have a full day off. Bart suggested a tour of the city and acquaintance with the television company. Leran chose the studio without hesitation, refusing to study the outward appearance of civilization. They went through all the corridors, looked into all the working and office premises. And they firmly settled on the territory of the Planet Today TV channel, under the roof of which the Ericksonian weekly television magazine was located.

Having mastered the technique of viewing data in record time, Leran got bogged down in the information base of the World of Science. He sat in front of the display screen continuously for more than three hours. Bart at that time was finishing the design of the next issue, aimed at the energy problems of the country and the planet as a whole.

Leran's question distracted him from the computer:

- Where and why does everything become known? If I wanted to keep something a secret, I would find a way to do it. The past was present. It turns out that people were thinking about something else. And the fact that so little was left of them did not depend on them at all. Then from whom? Or from what?

- I understand you. This is a general question. And the sickest. There isn't a single good answer. No science, my friend, knows what is happening to us when viewed from a height of millennia. We can more or less tolerably navigate the gap of a century.

More or less? Leran asked, “Maybe they were taken from the wrong side?”

Bart just shrugged; to aim at the integration of all approaches with the task of finding the meaning of history is, to say the least, adventurous.

* * *

It was decided to celebrate the completion of the formalities at a table in a quiet restaurant on the embankment, on the evening before departure for New Price.

Leran silently looked at the sea, Erickson and Martin drank, ate and discussed the problems of strengthening law and order in their hometown and around the planet. The newly appointed citizen listened to them for a long time and finally asked:

- Excuse me, commissar. I didn't understand everything. Do the police act in the interests of all people? Or just governments?

Martin first grunted, then fixed his gaze on the incredible golden eyes, understood the sincerity of the question and answered:

– We protect all people. Both simple and very big bosses...

- If all of them, then from whom do you protect them? From themselves?

The Commissar shook his black head and smiled.

- Not everyone understands the law in the same way. We are, first and foremost, the guardians of the law.

– So people, is this the law? Leran was surprised. “Letters on paper?

Commissioner Martin was subdued completely and forever.

3. Bart Erickson

Three years have passed.

The life of the Kronins has changed a lot. Fishing happiness did not leave Irwin. He purchased refrigerated cabinets and a freezer, established strong relationships with a dozen serious customers in St. Sebastian.

Bart Erickson often visited New Price, bringing Leran and Leda fresh videos, books and magazines. It’s hard to take your eyes off your brother and sister: Indian blood gave Leda’s graceful femininity, inherited from her French mother, a semi-wild, bewitching beauty; Leran looked like an athlete fresh off the cover of Fantasy, the magazine that promotes science fiction films about aliens.

Leran's free time from fishing was devoted to reading and the video recorder. He slept no more than four hours a day, ate very little, but always looked cheerful. Over the years, he gained calm and equanimity worthy of an oriental sage, which confused not only Erickson, but also Ernest Martin. With Bart's help, Leran successfully passed his college exams externally and was preparing in the same way to receive his graduate degree in the liberal arts from the University of Saint Sebastian.

Leran's childhood memory never returned. Perhaps, in return for the loss, fate revealed new, very original abilities in him. Or, as Irwin Cronin tried to think, they were the result of a passion for yoga, which he met in Erickson's working video archive. Bart and Irvine discussed Leran's peculiarities, his amazing talents more than once. Leran was very fond of the sea, he often dived from a boat and remained in the water for a long time, which caused Irwin's anxiety at first.

In the last year he made friends with dolphins, they began to swim to the shore of New Price, accompanying the Kronins' boat, which delighted Leda. Leran once told his father that it was the dolphins that drove the fish into their nets, and they themselves chose the right one. But then it turned out that the dolphins knew Leran before he discovered them himself. So there was another mystery associated with the son of Irwin Cronin.

Once a month, sometimes with Leda, Leran spent two or three days in St. Sebastian with Erickson. The city did not make a special impression at first, and did not captivate him after. He was always drawn to the port, closer to the sea. The glass-concrete building of the Independence and Progress television company was located not far from the central square. Whenever they passed through the square, Leran asked to stop the car at the statue, which is the symbol of the city.

He got out of the car, stopped ten meters from the statue, placed on a five-meter pedestal, and stared at it intently. Bart, leaning his elbow on the half-open door, watched him, trying to understand the reason for such interest. After learning all the information about Saint Sebastian, Leran told Bart that the image of the saint is a symbol of all mankind, painfully wounded by its own vices and weaknesses. And there is no one to pull out the stinging arrows from the wounds, and Sebastian himself-humanity lacks the strength or wisdom. And the blood continues to flow... Blood is the soul, the human spirit...

After hearing this explanation, Bart thought for a long time. He managed to get used to the originality of thinking of the younger Cronin, but to understand where everything came from in him was beyond all mental strength. In addition, he involuntarily tried on Leran's assessments for himself, which caused internal inconvenience.

Finally, the time has come for new changes in the Kronin family - an assistant position has been vacated for Erickson on Leran's favorite TV channel Planet Today. Erickson's proposal caused a storm of joy in Leran, breaking the shell of yogic equanimity. Erickson remembered this surge of emotions for a long time, becoming the last reminder of the former, openly direct boy, causing unconditional sympathy. But even more firmly, to the last word and exclamation, that evening spent by the Kronin family in full force on a boat trip was deposited in his memory. By that time, Maria and Irwin had finally become related to Bart as a son; and he himself was convinced that he had found a new family.

Irwin considered Erickson's news so serious that he canceled fishing and announced to everyone complete freedom of choice of recreation. After a fuss of preparations, the Kronins' new boat carried them over the horizon of the sea, from where neither the houses of New Price nor the television tower of St. Sebastian were visible. However, it was no longer a boat, but a real boat, equipped with a powerful diesel engine, a winch and other gear.

Irwin stopped the boat at the place where the golden rain fell, chosen by him and Leran for fishing. The rest of the New Price fishermen, without objection, secured the area of ​​\u200b\u200bthe water area that frightened them for Kronin and never violated its invisible, but clear boundaries. So the Kronin family acquired their own plot of the sea.

Irwin turned off the engine and there was silence. The general excitement manifested itself in silence. Bart was the first to fail and resorted to a tried and tested tool - a flask of whiskey. Taking a decent sip, he handed it to Irvine. But he refused with a wave of his hand and said softly:

- For the second or third time in our lives, Maria and I have the opportunity to rest like this. Free to look at the sea and the sky ... Maria, we didn’t even dream of this?

Maria, sighing lightly, looked into Irwin's eyes for a long, loving look, then turned him in turn to Leda, Leran, Bart.

– Yes, father... So that everyone is together, close, and without...

She did not say without what, but Erickson read the unfinished business on red hands swollen from brines and injections of fish fins with broken nails, on wrinkles that hid the former beauty.

“How immeasurable the world is, and how small we are… And a man alone is worth nothing at all,” Irwin concluded his preparatory thought.

A painful silence enveloped the Kronins' boat again. Bart reached for the flask again, but Leran suddenly leaned over and put his hand over the side into the water. And in a minute, no more, the real holiday began.

A dozen dolphins, having suddenly emerged from the water so that their tails were in the air, began to perform all sorts of pirouettes-figures in synchrony: from somersaults to standing on their caudal fins. Even Irvine, who had seen everything at sea, froze in amazement. Only Leran looked calm. The reaction of Maria and Leda was almost the same. At first, Leda laughed admiringly, then, together with her mother, watched the play of the white-bluish-black clever masters of the sea. Their smooth skin glowed with moisture, the water seethed with a greenish foam. Bart Erickson tried to look at the dolphins and Leran at the same time, trying to discover the secret of controlling the sea dance. But he didn't find out anything during the whole hour of the performance.

But then the dolphins gathered in a group at one side, opposite Leran, and froze, sticking out their muzzles and snapping their jaws, making sharp short sounds. Leran took off his shirt, smiled and said soothingly, looking at Maria:

- Don't worry. I am now.

And, climbing onto the side railing, he threw himself into the water. A few seconds later, whirlpools swirled in place of the dolphins in calm water. Leran disappeared into the depths after the animals.

Irwin, noticing Maria's excited face, said:

- Don't worry, mother. For our Leran, the sea is like home.

Bart looked at his watch, noting the position of the hands. Nobody wanted to talk. Irvine began to inspect the engine, while the others watched the sea at the boat, waiting for Leran to appear. Nobody thought about dolphins anymore.

Leran appeared unexpectedly, holding up a few pieces of coral and two shells in outstretched arms. Before taking the seafood into the boat, Bart glanced at the dial of his watch: thirty minutes had passed! Leran hauled himself up easily and jumped into the boat without his feet touching the side.

“Here are gifts for everyone,” Leran’s breath was absolutely calm, as if he had returned from a walk, “Pearls for mom and Leda, corals for men.

Bart Erickson, as surprised as the ladies, turned to Irwin. Senior Cronin slowly finished the unnecessary fuss at the diesel engine - he behaved as if nothing extraordinary had happened. And as if under them is not a fifty-meter thickness of salt water, but a beach strip near St. Sebastian, guarded by rescuers on boats and helicopters. Irvine opened the shells with a knife. They sparkled with two large silver pearls. How did Leran guess? At such a depth and unmistakably choose the right ones! After some hesitation, Bart asked:

- If it's so easy... I mean, it's possible... Why don't you change your trade?

Irwin gave him a quick glance.

- I thought about it. It's not our business. Quick wealth does not bring happiness. And today... Today is such a day...

Finally Maria came to her senses:

– Leda, our men are hungry. It's time for us to have lunch.

Ten minutes later, homemade, famous on the whole coast, fish in various forms, and vegetable dishes were placed on a folding table. Maria provided for the basic needs of the family without going beyond her household. She even baked bread at home, in an electric oven.

Dinner continued slowly until almost dusk. The half-hour tension of waiting for Leran dissipated quickly. Maria did her best to serve Bart. Leran hardly touched his food, Irwin tried to keep up with Bart, sharing his flask and his own bottle, which Maria had stocked. Leda remembered the dance of the dolphins, cheerfully and carelessly asked about Bart's various trifles. Most of all, she was interested in what Leran would do at the television studio.

When the first stars lit up, Leda satisfied her curiosity about her brother's future and moved from the earth to the sky.

- Bart, do you know the names of the stars? Well, these? – she stretched out her hand to the sky, aiming her index finger at a bright star hanging directly above the horizon.

- From where? - Bart was surprised, - My stars walk the earth.

- And dad doesn't know. He only knows Polaris and Ursa Major. But Leran knows the whole sky! Leran, tell them!

Leran looked around the sky and calmly said:

– If only in the morning... The sky is more interesting in the morning.

– Why is the sky more attractive in the morning? Bart wondered again.

- Not all morning stars are visible in the evening. And not every day the sky is the same. I have my own star. It lights up where the sun rises. In the morning.

Another surprise, thought Bart, I didn't know he was so interested in the stars. In addition to earthly secrets, there are also heavenly secrets…”

– Here! Leda exclaimed, “Even I have not heard anything about this star. You must tell today!

“Good,” Leran agreed meekly.

“But Leda has a power or influence over him that surpasses the authority of any of us,” Bart realized, “It can be seen how much she missed her brother, so he missed her sister. What is the mystery of the same golden rain in comparison with the mystery of his past life! What was his childhood environment like?

The last ray has faded. Leran started with the North Star. Outlining the constellations, he captured a strip that included Cassiopeia, Perseus, Taurus, Orion ... Then he drew a straight line through Orion's Belt with his hand. On the one hand, the straight line started from the bright star Aldebaran, on the other it went further, beyond the blackened horizon, to the southeast.

- There, now not visible - the constellation Canis Major. And the brightest star in the constellation will shine in the morning when this straight line points exactly to the east. The ancient Egyptians knew her well.

– Sirius? Bart asked uncertainly.

“Bart, I was sure you knew,” Leran said softly, “you can't know less than me.

- When did you become an astronomer? Bart asked, remembering what he knew about Sirius.

I wonder why Leran chose this particular star out of several thousand. Assuming visible to the eye, of course.

- It happened by itself. Stars are easy to remember. Is the sky less beautiful than the earth?

– How far is your Sirius from Earth? Leda asked.

- The light of Sirius has been flying towards us for less than ten years. Quite a short time. But the star itself, which emits light, is unattainable for us humans, Leran replied, Strange, isn't it? Only ten years, and not to get there in any lifetime...

– The Light of Sirius.., – Leda sang two words in an undertone, – How beautiful it sounds. Leran, you have begun to speak like a poet. Mom, my brother will be a famous poet... How wonderful! I will collect your books Leran. After all, I do not have a single collection, and there is nothing to brag about.

"I'll try, Leda," Leran promised.

And he spoke in a voice unfamiliar to Bart, the sounds of which formed into sonorous musical phrases of a foreign language. But they sounded very close, familiar...

- ...Sirius has recently become blue and white. A thousand years ago it was still red. Sirius is actually a triple star. Sigi-tolo, Po-tolo, Emme-ya-tolo... The star Sigi-tolo has two planets, tolo tanase. Tolo is a star... That's what the Dogon say. Po-tolo's star exploded and became a white dwarf from a red giant. Now it is the size of the Earth.

“That's it! - Bart even admired the breadth of Leran's interests, - People of the Maghreb ... Dogons. Not even a people, but a small tribe from northwestern Africa, which has a strange ancient memory-knowledge of the sky. Information that began to be confirmed only decades ago. Perhaps they also have knowledge of earthly secrets ... I remember that I myself drew his attention to the Dogon.

- The Dogon are a people who have always known more about Sirius than all of humanity. One of the world's mysteries. I think their ancestors came from Sirius. On a spaceship. And if so, then this ship is stored somewhere. Or what's left of it. Bart promised me that someday we would go to Africa to the Dogon,” Leran looked at Bart; in the light of the stars and the flawed moon, his head was wrapped in a dark golden halo. And, - two golden stars radiating a question.

- And how! Bart said firmly, “Promises must be kept. Law for a man. Let's go. And take Leda with us. If she doesn't mind.

Leda threw up her hands.

- To Africa! How interesting! Today is such a day... And the evening too... Everything that you think of today will surely come true. It is so? She glanced from Bart to Leran.

- I know their myths in retellings. This is not entirely accurate knowledge. And the key to understanding them is not among the people who visited the Dogons. I think they keep the most important thing tightly,” Leran continued his story.

“They keep it tight… How quickly this boy, a foundling with an unknown past, began to understand complex problems. He will find the key he speaks of without a doubt, Erickson thought, admiring the glow around Leran's head, And how I feel good among them! It’s not like that in your family… Yes, there is no family, as a matter of fact. Incomplete families are just a name, they do not have the necessary warmth for anyone. The sisters only think about my help. About green papers. And the mother thinks about her daughters. But here, here, my little help is simply accepted, so as not to offend. Leran, he will make it without me. With me - only the path will be shorter, fewer bumps ... If you look, I get immeasurably more from the Kronins than I give. These are the hours together - they are priceless. I do not know what awaits me ahead, but I will try to do everything so that Leran does not experience the bitterness and humiliation that fell to me. And the joylessness that Irvine went through. It is easy to get lost, to get lost in our world.”

Bart again listened to Leran's story about Sirius and the Dogon, noting that Irwin was deep in his own thoughts, the problems of the connection between Earth and space were far from his interests. Irwin Cronin, a man with a philosophical mindset, like all people weighed down by life, turned inward in moments of rest. He hardly had enough time to understand himself, to understand himself. And Leran is already striving for self-knowledge. So far through Sirius, through Atlantis... Perhaps he is more mature than I and Irwin, despite his practical naivety.

– The main star's companion, the red giant Yurugu, exploded in a supernova and became a white dwarf. This was already the second explosion in the Sirius system. The first happened much earlier. Then the catastrophe befell another satellite of the main star, a star with two planets. Together the planets were called Nommo, the twins. One of them, named Mande, also exploded. The inhabitants of Mande foresaw the end of their world and left the planet in advance. Maybe not one, but several of their spaceships reached Earth. They landed on the Kandahar plateau in Africa and began to enlighten the earthly tribes. That's where the Dogon myths come from.

Leda listened to Leran very carefully. And finally decided on their own opinion.

- Leran, you will find what's left of their spaceships. And I feel sorry for the planet Yurugu. A thousand years ago... After all, there could also be living beings on it. You can't do that... is it true?

“True,” said Leran, “I thought about it. It is possible that they survived. The Dogon priests could have maintained a permanent connection with Sirius. Radio or something else ... But to find out, you need to get to know the Dogon. Is that right, Bart?

– Leran, stop. You will make Leda a fan of the Dogon priests. And yes, the night is dark. The moon has disappeared. Irvine, do we have light? I don't know anything about marine engineering.

Irwin turned on the lights: a light bulb under a reflector above the table, mounted on an aluminum beam, on which a tarpaulin was stretched in case of bad weather.

- And let's do this. Until Sirius Lerana rises, we will catch a little fresh fish, on fishing rods, and fry it on the shore. Better on charcoal. I want something fresh and hot. Simpler and bigger,” Bart said and smiled at Maria, “The delicacies are so good that I'm afraid to get used to it. What to do then?

* * *

The stellar mood did not leave them until the moment when the embers on the remains of a fire next to the smokehouse in the yard turned red…

* * *

City days clung to each other faster and denser than village days. And they turned out to be short, but capacious weeks. A month passed, and Leran was guided by the studios, as in his native Cronin's house.

Bart had to almost forcefully disconnect him from the computer network once a week to take him to New Price for a day. The desire of Maria and Irwin was for Erickson an internal law. And Leran continued to change. True, some of his actions and deeds could still be predicted. Among these was his attitude towards the statue of St. Sebastian. He had already finally identified the bleeding ancient youth with an elderly humanity. Increasingly broader acquaintance with the world press did not in the least add to this first assessment of optimism. His last remark on the square was the following: "No, without help from outside, he will not be freed from arrows. "

For Leran, this was a time that Barthes later called "a period of shirking". Diligently fulfilling Erickson's official assignments, Leran devoted the rest of his time to finding a platform from which to help Sebastian. Concerned about his over-obsession with one idea, Bart did his best to distract him. On the road that Leran wanted to choose for himself, many thousands of representatives of the long-suffering Sebastian laid down their smartest heads, but they could not extract a single arrow. He even handed him a laptop loaded with tricky games, but a day later the toys disappeared from the memory of the mini-computer, and the trackball drew analytical diagrams on the screen. Leran invented his methods of socio-historical analysis, connecting the past and the present in unthinkable combinations.

The prose of social life, the saturation of the city with negative energy and negative heavy information Still lowered Leran from heaven to earth.

And the interview Leran recently recorded with a representative of the fair sex made Bart seriously alarmed.

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