8 июля 2011 (18:36:36)

Eddie came out of the house. The school had five minutes' walk away. It could take some time. He was called to the man sitting in the car. Eddie went to the open door light vehicles. At the same moment he was seized by masked men, seated in the car and drove away. After some time in the apartment Edik the phone rang. The kidnappers demanded the release of the child for fifty thousand dollars. Threatened with death if within two days will not receive the required amount. Relatives and friends are helping to collect money. At this time the following happened. The boy learned one of the kidnappers. It was a friend of his father. Eddie threatened to tell about who stole it. It's just not decided his fate. Extortionists decided to kill the boy. They did not need a witness. They wanted only money. Miraculously, Eddie was still alive. He was saved by the fact that suddenly burst into an apartment armed police officers. But they might be late.

What kind of misconduct boy could lead to tragedy? Repeat the basis of safe behavior of the child if he was a hostage.


7 июля 2011 (18:25:28)

We are going to grandfather in the shop. He had long promised to buy a camera. And finally, we're going to buy. I quickly gathered. A grandfather, a fool! He began to lay out money in the wallets. One counted so much, that was enough for the camera. In another put little money. He explained to me that the money for travel and small purchases. Great Grandpa put the wallet in the inside pocket of his jacket. I asked my grandfather why he buttoned up his pocket with a purse. He said: "Away put - closer to take!" I do not understand, but it was not before. I imagined how the camera will go out into the yard. I put my money in the pocket of his jeans, and we went. As we boarded the bus in the front seat. Soon, the bus has gone so many people that we were afraid to ride my stop. They began to make their way to the exit. I was pushed, and I tried to get to the door ...

About the shop selling ice cream. I reached into his back pocket. Money was not there. Checked in other pockets. I found a pack of gum. Money was not there. Grandpa said, as I rummage in his pockets. Silently took a purse and bought me ice cream. He understood. It was clear that the money was stolen when we were leaving the bus.

In the store we bought the camera, film, photographic paper. I put everything in the bag. On top put the camera. I wanted everybody to see what valuable thing we have bought. Grandfather silently took her bag. Put the camera on the bottom. On top of everything else has posted. I did not argue. Understood why he did so.

And the thought of your child? Repeat rules to protect against theft.

We did not get to the circus

6 июля 2011 (22:43:10)

We were in a hurry. My older brother bought tickets to the circus. Barely had time for me. Prior to the submission had very little time. In order not to be late, we decided to go the shortest route - through the park. When they came to the very corner of Park deaf, I cringed. Were heard drunken voices, some swearing. I grabbed my brother's hand. Whispered to him: "Come back!" But he kept going. I saw that he was also afraid, but my pride would not allow him to turn back...

In short, we were beaten in a park drunk guys. We have taken away all that is possible: jackets, bags, watches and money. The robbers threatened me and my brother, "If you tell anyone, profit!" In the circus, we did not. Moreover, the tickets were in the bag, which we have selected. Had to go to the hospital...


5 июля 2011 (22:42:38)

On such a large and beautiful convertible, I dreamed long ago. He was in a shop window. When I considered it a bit, noticed that a number of mothers do not. She did not notice that I stopped, and went on. I ran behind her, but soon realized that he went the wrong way. I had to go back. Then I realized that I lost. I was hurt, I was scared that I could not find my mother. I cried. I was approached by a mister. He took my hand and said take me to my parents. I pulled out and said that he will go home. Around the big house I saw a janitor. I approached him and told him that I was lost. The porter took me to the police. He asked me where I live. I replied that I live in a big brick house on the third floor. Then he asked my name, the name of father and mother. I replied that my father called Bones, Mama - Natalia Ivanovna. She works at the Pedagogical Institute. I drove to work for mom. They found Aunt Light, who works with her mother. So I found. Then I had to remember his name, our home address, phone number and more. Now I do not get lost. If you get lost, you quickly get to the house. I am now large - learning in first grade!

Repeat rules of conduct to avoid the loss of parents.

Uninvited guests

4 июля 2011 (21:58:46)

After high school, Artem called me to his home. He lived in the house next door, but I was never at his home. I raised his backpack home, asked his parents for permission to go to visit. My mother knew the parents of Artem and did not mind. I took video with my favorite cartoons, and we went. When Artyom took a key from the door, I said: "The door is open, then!" Artem whistled in amazement. The front door was slightly ajar really. I was surprised that Artem's apartment did not enter. Put his finger to his lips: "Shut up!" He listened. I did the same thing. Could be heard in the apartment Artem water dripping from a faucet. I could not resist: "So what?" But Artyom my apartment is not invited. He quickly pressed the bell for all the neighbors on the floor. Doors open two men and one woman. Artem for no apparent reason told them that his house is something wrong with the gas stove. I thought then, if anything had happened to his head. Why did he invent? Gas did not smell.

They went into the apartment. Artem asked me: "Let's all check if there is anyone?" As long as the neighbors watched a gas stove, we went around the whole apartment. My friend said that the apartment could have anyone to hide. But we did not find anyone. Gas stove, too, was in order. Artem thanked the neighbors and began to call on parents to work. We did not play. My friend apologized and sent me home.

The next day I learned that the apartment opened up Artyom thieves just before our arrival. Noticing our approach, they are gone. Only then I understood why my friend had behaved so strangely.

Expensive mistake

3 июля 2011 (18:49:56)

Alex watched as one of the houses in the private sector has entered a girl of ten years with a portfolio. A knock on the door - where they live Petrov? Do not you know? Maybe your parents know? Oh, no one is home? He took out a knife and ordered the girl to keep quiet. From the fear of the child could not utter a word. Sixteen robber made ​​Vera's bedroom and swung a knife. He came out of the house with heavy bags.

What are the lessons to be learned from this case?

Queer Svetka

2 июля 2011 (18:32:02)

Once I was visiting her classmate, Svetlana. Her parents went away on its commercial business, and we were left alone in the apartment. Many things surprised me in them. And Svetlana also behaved strangely.

First of all, they live on the fourth floor and balconies on the metal lattice. At the entrance door at the bottom of steel with a combination lock. Not only them, guarding the entrance to the apartment of two steel doors! And she asks! Calling someone on the phone. She takes the phone: "I ​​hear you! Sorry, Dad is busy. Where are you calling?" As it is said, because her father was not at home. And then there was an unexpected call from the front door. Play does not give a! Light came to the door, looked through the peephole and silently walked away. I said to her: "They came after all!" She whispers to me: "Shut up, this is wrong!" I told her was: "Well, what can be that urgent." But she asks not only the door is not opened, but I took away from her, asked for silence.

What is the reaction of the child in this story? What are the safety rules of the Light knew and did not know the girl is the author? Repeat rules to protect homes from burglars.

"Detectives" with a noose around their necks

1 июля 2011 (18:07:39)

And bought plenty of shaking from the cold, the children stood on the roadside, waiting for the bus. On the horizon the red "Moskvich".

- Vote on? - Oleg sniffed.

- Keep the pocket wider! - Said Eugene wise.

The car, to their surprise, he stopped by itself.

- To you guys? - Asked Evdokimov.

- Yes, there is a number.

- Next - hence, fifteen miles, - laughed Gulin. - Okay so, sit down.

After a few minutes away happy boys gladly accepted the proposal: to follow one person.

- According to our records, the killer hid on the bank Snegirevka. Hut he built there. We have now explored, and at night we take ...

Gripping detective ended abruptly for the children: on the wooded bank of the stranglehold thrown at them. That squeezing, then releasing the throat, struck dumb criminals were told the children that after dark they will be taken to the country. Henceforth and forever. "The slightest squeak - and Gulin, showed a knife, - the head from his shoulders."

After discussing with the child, which violated safety rules boys, repeat rules that reduce the risk of abduction.

Playing cards (from the testimony of Alexis B.)

30 июня 2011 (19:29:18)

I walked out of the trolley. At the bus stop were two boys of ten years. Smoking expensive cigarettes. They were sturdy jacket. Realized that you can profit. Suggested that the boys up in the attic near the house and play cards. When went upstairs, I asked to give money and jacket. One boy, a little less, immediately took off his jacket, gave the money and left. The second was not frightened, and said that all parents will tell. I hit him with a piece of rebar in the temple. He hit a few more times. He saw the blood - ran down.

As in previous stories, ask your child about what, in his opinion, the errors committed boys and how they managed to lure the perpetrator.

The blow on the temple (from the testimony of Alexis B.)

29 июня 2011 (19:13:07)

I saw a boy of twelve years in a sports jacket and jeans. He came up to him. He said that he looks like the description on the kid who took money from my friend. Offered to arrange a face to face.

We climbed to the top floor. I started a boy in the attic and demanded money. He gave me three thousand. I took his jacket. Hours, he gave himself. At this point, the elevator stopped on the floor. The boy ran to the door. I grabbed it. But he pulled out. Then I squeezed his throat. I wanted to hold until the people pass. When he fell to the floor, I was frightened, grabbed a rock and hit a few times in the head.

The first story with a bad ending. Ask your child about what the rules of conduct of the boy has forgotten history, and how the offender failed to lure him to the attic.


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