Мне надобно брать (Малюсенький)российский расказ и перевести его на британский,а потом

Тургенев: Воробей. Рассказ махонький. Полагаюсь, посодействовала

In summer, the squirrel and the hare were friends. The squirrel was red, and the hare was gray. Every day they played together.

But winter has come. White snow fell. Red squirrel climbed into the hollow. A bunny climbed under the branch ate.

Once a squirrel got out of a hollow. She saw the bunny, but did not recognize him. The bunny was no longer gray, but white. Bunny also saw a squirrel. He did not recognize her either. After all, he was familiar with the red squirrel. And this squirrel was gray.

But in the summer they get to know each other again.