The textbook glowed one last time, and the children found themselves back in the library. The birch bark bookmark was gone, but the textbook no longer looked like a pile of homework.
Misha smiled, picking up his pen. "We better start that report on the 18th century. I think I know exactly what to write." okruzhaiushchii mir 4 klass chitat poglazova shilin
Misha and Anya sat in the school library, the heavy green cover of their textbook spread open between them. They were studying the section on "The Great Pages of Russian History," but today, the pages felt different. The textbook glowed one last time, and the
"Look," Misha whispered, pointing to a diagram of the solar system. "The book says we are just a tiny part of the universe, but then it switches to Peter the Great. How does it all fit together?" "We better start that report on the 18th century
As Anya touched the bark, the library walls seemed to dissolve.