Фёдор Громов
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A Dreamer
Once there lived a little quick robot. It was made to help about the house. He did all kinds of household jobs: he did the vacuuming, washed up, made porridge for the kids, made coffee for adults. Having known the weather forecast he had always had an umbrella and a scarf when he needed them. In the evening he was busy checking children’s homework or he polished the shoes and there was not a day when he had nothing to do. Each person at home could hear some noise produced by the little one.
As you know, machines do not sleep at all, but they seemed to be able to dream. The robots dream was to go to the Moon. Each night he looked at the sky, watching the moon grow and lessen. He liked when the moon was round like a dish, but he took a special interest in the crescent moon in the sky. He wondered what it was like there, on that side on the Moon, which nobody could ever see, he asked and asked himself.
