Alexander Sergeevich Pushkin

Verse: The bird of God does not know...

God's bird doesn't know

No care, no labor;

Doesn't curl laboriously

Durable nest;

In debt the night slumbers on a branch;

The red sun will rise,

The bird listens to the voice of God,

He perks up and sings.

For spring, the beauty of nature,

The sultry summer will pass -

And fog and bad weather

Late autumn brings:

People are bored, people are sad;

A bird to distant lands,

To a warm land, beyond the blue sea

Flies away until spring.

Dmitry Mamin-Sibiryak

A tale about a brave hare - long ears, slanting eyes, short tail

A bunny was born in the forest and was afraid of everything. A twig will crack somewhere, a bird will fly up, a lump of snow will fall from a tree - the bunny is in hot water.

The bunny was afraid for a day, afraid for two, afraid for a week, afraid for a year; and then he grew up big, and suddenly he got tired of being afraid.

- I'm not afraid of anyone! - he shouted to the whole forest. “I’m not afraid at all, that’s all!”

The old hares gathered, the little bunnies came running, the old female hares tagged along - everyone listened to how the Hare boasted - long ears, slanting eyes, a short tail - they listened and did not believe their own ears. There has never been a time when the hare was not afraid of anyone.

- Hey, slanting eye, aren’t you afraid of the wolf?

“I’m not afraid of the wolf, or the fox, or the bear—I’m not afraid of anyone!”

This turned out to be quite funny. The young hares giggled, covering their faces with their front paws, the kind old hare women laughed, even the old hares, who had been in the paws of a fox and tasted wolf teeth, smiled. A very funny hare!.. Oh, how funny! And everyone suddenly felt happy. They started tumbling, jumping, jumping, racing each other, as if everyone had gone crazy.

- What is there to say for a long time! - shouted the Hare, who had finally gained courage. - If I come across a wolf, I’ll eat him myself...

- Oh, what a funny Hare! Oh, how stupid he is!..

Everyone sees that he is funny and stupid, and everyone laughs. The hares scream about the wolf, and the wolf is right there. He walked, walked in the forest about his wolf business, got hungry and just thought: “It would be nice to have a bunny snack!” - when he hears that somewhere very close, hares are screaming and they remember him, the gray Wolf. Now he stopped, sniffed the air and began to creep up.

The Wolf came very close to the playful hares, heard them laughing at him, and most of all - the boastful Hare - slanted eyes, long ears, short tail.

“Eh, brother, wait, I’ll eat you!” - thought the gray Wolf and began to look out to see the hare boasting of his courage. But the hares don’t see anything and are having more fun than ever. It ended with the boastful Hare climbing onto a stump, sitting on his hind legs and speaking:

– Listen, you cowards! Listen and look at me. Now I’ll show you one thing. I... I... I...

Here the braggart’s tongue seemed to freeze.

The Hare saw the Wolf looking at him. Others did not see, but he saw and did not dare to breathe.

The boastful hare jumped up like a ball, and out of fear fell straight onto the wide wolf’s forehead, rolled head over heels along the wolf’s back, turned over again in the air and then gave such a kick that it seemed like he was ready to jump out of his own skin.

The unfortunate Bunny ran for a long time, ran until he was completely exhausted.

It seemed to him that the Wolf was hot on his heels and was about to grab him with his teeth.

Finally, the poor fellow was completely exhausted, closed his eyes and fell dead under a bush.

And the Wolf at that time ran in the other direction. When the Hare fell on him, it seemed to him that someone had shot at him.

And the Wolf ran away. You never know how many other hares you can find in the forest, but this one was kind of crazy...

It took a long time for the rest of the hares to come to their senses. Some ran into the bushes, some hid behind a stump, some fell into a hole.

Finally, everyone got tired of hiding, and little by little they began to look out to see who was braver.

- And our Hare cleverly scared the Wolf! - everything was decided. - If it weren’t for him, we wouldn’t have left alive... But where is he, our fearless Hare?

We started looking.

We walked and walked, but the brave Hare was nowhere to be found. Had another wolf eaten him?

Finally they found him: lying in a hole under a bush and barely alive from fear.

- Well done, oblique! - all the hares shouted in one voice. - Oh, yes, a scythe!.. You cleverly scared the old Wolf. Thank you brother! And we thought you were bragging.

The brave Hare immediately perked up. He crawled out of his hole, shook himself, narrowed his eyes and said:

– What did you think? Oh you cowards...

From that day on, the brave Hare began to believe that he was really not afraid of anyone.

Lev Nikolaevich Tolstoy

Filipok

There was a boy, his name was Philip. Once all the boys went to school. Philip took his hat and wanted to go too. But his mother said to him: where are you going, Filipok? - To school. “You’re still young, don’t go,” and his mother left him at home. The guys went to school. The father left for the forest in the morning, the mother went to work as a day laborer. Filipok and grandma remained in the hut on the stove. Filip became bored alone, his grandmother fell asleep, and he began to look for his hat. I couldn’t find mine, so I took my father’s old one and went to school.

The school was outside the village near the church. When Philip walked through his settlement, the dogs did not touch him, they knew him. But when he went out to other people’s yards, Zhuchka jumped out, barked, and behind Zhuchka was a large dog, Volchok. Filipok started to run, the dogs followed him. Filipok began to scream, tripped and fell. A man came out, drove the dogs away and said: where are you, little shooter, running alone? Filipok said nothing, picked up the floors and started running at full speed. He ran to the school. There is no one on the porch, but the voices of children can be heard buzzing in the school. Filip was filled with fear: what if the teacher chases me away? And he began to think what to do. To go back - the dog will eat again, to go to school - he is afraid of the teacher. A woman with a bucket walked past the school and said: everyone is studying, but why are you standing here? Filipok went to school. In the senets he took off his hat and opened the door. The whole school was full of children. Everyone shouted their own, and the teacher in a red scarf walked in the middle.

What are you doing? - he shouted at Filip. Filipok grabbed his hat and said nothing. -Who are you? - Filipok was silent. - Or are you dumb? - Filipok was so scared that he couldn’t speak. - Well, go home if you don’t want to talk. “And Filipok would be glad to say something, but his throat is dry from fear.” He looked at the teacher and cried. Then the teacher felt sorry for him. He stroked his head and asked the guys who this boy was.

This is Filipok, Kostyushkin’s brother, he has been asking to go to school for a long time, but his mother won’t let him, and he came to school on the sly.

Well, sit on the bench next to your brother, and I’ll ask your mother to let you go to school.

The teacher began to show Filipok the letters, but Filipok already knew them and could read a little.

Come on, put your name down. - Filipok said: hwe-i-hvi, le-i-li, pe-ok-pok. - Everyone laughed.

Well done, said the teacher. -Who taught you to read?

Filipok dared and said: Kostyushka. I'm poor, I immediately understood everything. I am passionately so clever! - The teacher laughed and said: do you know prayers? - Filipok said; I know,” and the Mother of God began to say; but every word he spoke was wrong. The teacher stopped him and said: stop boasting, and learn.

Since then, Filipok began going to school with the children.

Konstantin Ushinsky “Leshy”

The inhabitants of one secluded village were in great anxiety, especially the women and children. In their favorite nearby forest, where boys and girls were constantly snooping, now for berries, now for mushrooms, there was a goblin. As soon as night falls, laughter, whistling, meowing will go through the forest, and from time to time terrible screams are heard, as if someone is being strangled. When he starts screaming and laughing, his hair stands on end. Children, not only at night, but also during the day, were afraid to go to their favorite forest, where previously all they could hear was the singing of nightingales and the lingering cries of orioles. At the same time, young chickens, ducks and goslings began to disappear around the village more often than before.

One young peasant, Yegor, finally got tired of it.

Wait, women,” he said, “I’ll bring you the devil alive.”

Yegor waited until evening, took a bag and a gun and went into the forest, despite the requests of his cowardly wife. He wandered in the forest all night, his wife did not sleep all night and listened in horror as the goblin laughed and howled until daylight.

Only in the morning Yegor appeared from the forest. He was carrying something large and living in a bag, one of Yegor’s hands was wrapped in a rag, and blood was visible on the rag. The whole village ran to the brave peasant’s yard and watched, not without fear, as he shook out of a bag some unprecedented bird, shaggy, with ears, with big red eyes. She clicks her crooked beak, moves her eyes, and tears at the ground with sharp claws; Crows, magpies and jackdaws, as soon as they saw the monster, began to rush over it, raising a terrible cry and uproar.

Owl! - one old man shouted here. - After all, I told you, stupid ones, that the owl was doing all this mischief.

Nina Artyukhova “Girlfriends”

Galya Serebryakova and Marusya Ilyina met, as always, at the gate and went to school together. Blue cloudless sky over a wide street. In gardens and squares there is autumn gold of leaves. The girls walked holding hands tightly; therefore, Marusya Ilyina carried the briefcase in her left hand, and Galya Serebryakova in her right. And the briefcases were hard, shiny, with uncrumpled edges - it seemed that their mothers had been ironing them for a long time and carefully, along with the girls’ brown dresses, white collars and black aprons.

Galya Serebryakova loudly read the signs and inscriptions that came her way:

- “Bu-loch-naya”... “Wait”... “Ki-no”... “Mo-lo-ko”... “Re-repair o-bu-vi”...

A shiny blue trolleybus rustled along the gray asphalt. He rushed quickly, but Galya still managed to read:

- "Garden Ring road".

How good you are at reading! - said Marusya.

Galya answered proudly:

I learned last year!

Marusya sighed:

But I can’t do something so difficult...

All classes at school were the same, but the best, of course, was the first “A”. All the teachers at school were different. The best, of course, was Olga Andreevna.

So she entered the class, cheerful, young, friendly, and I immediately wanted to answer her as best as possible.

Olga Andreevna looked at the magazine and said:

Read, Ilyina.

Marusya blushed, opened the primer and began to read, carefully spelling out each word.

On the fifth line she faltered and blushed even more.

Galya raised her hand. The dark eyes became completely round, as if they wanted to jump out, and begged the teacher: “Me, ask me!”

Olga Andreevna smiled:

Choking with pleasure, Galya read the entire page, from beginning to end, even what had not yet been assigned for today.

Olga Andreevna smiled again and said:

Galya sat down at her desk and joyfully thought: “He’ll give an A!”

During the next lesson the girls wrote.

Olga Andreevna walked along the rows and looked into notebooks.

Olga Andreevna,” said Galya, “she has a mistake here.” - She pointed her finger at Marusya’s notebook. - You need “o”, but she wrote “a”.

Olga Andreevna looked at Galya, but for some reason did not smile this time.

Of course, "oh," she said. - Correct it, Marusya.

Galya carried the briefcase in her right hand, and Marusya also in her right. Both left hands were free - the girls did not walk by the hand, but each on their own.

Marusya walked sadly, without raising her eyes. Gala was not having fun either.

Golden letters burned above the doors of the shops - Galya did not pay attention to them. Elegant blue trolleybuses drove past - Galya did not read the numbers and inscriptions.

The girls silently entered the yard and turned - one to the right, the other to the left.

Mom asked Galya:

Well how are you?

“A in reading,” Galya answered gloomily.

In the morning, mom combed Galina’s short, curly hair and tied the bow tighter, while Galya endured and winced.

Get ready, Galya,” said my mother. - Your girlfriend is already waiting for you.

Galya rushed to the window.

Blonde pigtails and a familiar gray checkered coat flashed at the gate. No, Marusya didn’t wait. She hurriedly went out into the street, without even looking at Galina’s window.

Galya ran down the stairs.

Don't catch up! Marusya is already standing on the corner, about to cross the street.

Galya knew from herself that it was scary to cross the street alone: ​​it was too wide. Today, however, Galya was worried not for herself, but for Marusya. The street is so big, and Marusya is so small, and she’s in a hurry.

When Galya entered the class, Marusya was already sitting at her desk and sorting out her notebooks.

“Hello,” said Galya.

Galya said: “Hello,” and Marusya clearly heard: “Don’t be angry.”

“Hello,” Marusya answered without raising her eyes.

And Galya heard completely different words in this “hello”: “You offended me.”

At the very beginning of the lesson, Olga Andreevna asked:

Come on, girls, who learned well today and can read the whole page to the end?

Galina's hand flew up above the desk and immediately fell. Galya saw that Marusya was also raising her hand, though not yet at all high, timidly and hesitantly. Out of all the hands in the class, Olga Andreevna chose this particular, slowest hand. Marusya read much better than yesterday; she must have learned it by heart. Only she was in too much of a hurry, as if she was afraid that she would be interrupted and not allowed to finish. Because of this haste, I mixed up the lines at the very end - instead of one word I read another - and stopped, embarrassed.

Gala wanted to correct it so much that she covered her mouth with both palms. Still held on.

Olga Andreevna smiled a little and said:

Take your time, Marusya, think and say the right thing.

Marusya thought and read the last two lines very well, with expression.

Well done! - Olga Andreevna praised.

And Galya whispered:

I gave you an A, an A, I saw it!

The girls returned home holding hands tightly.

It was an amazing day. It was not at all a pity or sad to watch the autumn leaves fly by.

Autumn is the end of the year, but for girls this autumn was just the beginning.

Marusya and Galya walked slowly and stopped near every sign.

First Marusya named the letters, then Galya said the whole word.

And when they reached the corner and stopped at the passage, Marusya looked at the little green letters that lit up, moved her lips... And suddenly she read, loudly and joyfully, not just letters, but the whole word at once:

- “Go!”

patch

... Tanya listened, frozen with fear.

But the clatter of Baba Yaga's hooves - the bone leg, having approached, suddenly began to move away, move away and faded away in the distance. Tanya's fear went away.

And suddenly something cold and wet poked into Tanya’s hands: a dog’s nose!

Latka, Latka! - Tanya whispered. - My little dog! And Tanya instantly regained all her courage.

Come on, kids, let's run! - she cheerfully commanded the boys. - Latka will get us out alive!

And it’s true: they walked quite a bit through the ever-thinning forest - and went out into the fields. It was much lighter here. Moreover, the snow stopped falling. On the white field, the black “patches” on the sides of Latka, who was running ahead, were clearly visible: black on white is visible even in the dark.

Tanya and the boys ran straight through the fields to their house. The ducks heard her from the chicken coop and quacked loudly: “Quack! quack! quack! And from around the corner of the street there was suddenly a sound: “Tsok-tsuk! Tsok-tsuk! Clack! - like a Baba Yaga - a bone leg is walking, tapping on the frozen ground with a stick.

Whoa! - shouted the mother. - No way, you, Tanyusha?

Me, me, and with the boys! Latka got us there!

Well, when the kids found out about all this, they immediately respected Latka, a dog of the Spanish breed, short-legged, ears to the floor, tail with a stump, white itself, and on the sides and on the eye - black spots, like patches.

Panteleev Alexey Ivanovich

Poem by Marshak S. Ya.

"Fun account"

"Fun account"

From one to ten

Here is one or one,

Very thin, like a knitting needle,

But this is number two.

Admire what it's like:

The deuce arches his neck,

The tail is dragging behind her.

And look behind the deuce -

The number three appears.

Three - the third of the icons -

Consists of two hooks.

After three come four,

Sharp protruding elbow.

And then I went to dance

On paper the number is five.

She extended her hand to the right,

The leg was bent sharply.

Number six - door lock:

There is a hook on top, a circle on the bottom.

Here is the seven - a poker.

She has one leg.

Eight has two rings

Without beginning and end.

Number nine or nine -

Circus acrobat:

If it stands on your head,

The number six will become nine.

A number like the letter O -

This is zero or nothing.

The round zero is so pretty

But it doesn’t mean anything!

If on the left, next to him

We will accommodate the unit,

He will weigh more

Because it's ten.

These numbers are in order

Write it down in your notebook.

I'm talking about every one now

I'll write you a story.

Lived in a problem book

One and one.

They went to fight

One on one.

But soon alone

Crossed one out.

And now there's none left

Nothing from them.

What if we were friends

They are among themselves

They would have lived a long time

And there would be two of them!

Two sisters - two hands

They cut, build, dig,

Weeds tearing up in the garden

And they wash each other.

Two hands knead the dough -

Left and right

Sea and river water

They paddle while swimming.

The traffic light has three colors,

They are clear to the driver:

Red light -

There is no access.

Get ready for the journey

And the green light - go!

There are four corners in the room.

Four legs at the table.

And four legs

The mouse and the cat.

Four wheels are running

They are shod with rubber.

What can you cover in two hours?

They are in two minutes.

Before you are five brothers.

At home they are all without dresses.

But on the street

Everyone needs a coat.

Give them porridge with milk.

Let them lap with their tongues,

Because cats

Don't eat from a spoon.

Seven nights and days in a week.

Seven things in your briefcase:

Blotter and notebook,

And a pen to write with

And an elastic band to make stains

Cleaned it up carefully

And a pencil case and a pencil,

And the primer is your friend.

Eight wooden dolls,

Chubby and ruddy,

In multi-colored sundresses

They live on our table.

Everyone is called Matryoshka.

The first doll is fat,

But inside she is empty.

She's breaking up

In two halves.

Another one lives in it

The doll is in the middle.

Open this doll -

There will be a third in the second.

Unscrew half

Dense, ground in, -

And will you be able to find

The fourth pupa.

Take it out and look

Who is hiding inside?

The fifth one is hiding in it

Pot-bellied doll

And inside it's empty.

The sixth one lives in it.

And in the sixth -

And in the seventh -

This doll is the smallest

A little bigger than a nut.

Here, placed in a row,

The doll sisters are standing.

How many of you? - we will ask them,

And the dolls will answer: - Eight!

By nine to ten,

By nine to ten,

By nine to ten

You need to go to school.

At nine the bell rings.

The lesson begins.

By nine to ten

It's time for the kids to go to bed.

And don't go to bed -

You'll be nodding off!

This is zero or nothing.

Listen to the story about him.

Said the cheerful, round zero

To a neighbor unit:

With you next to me, let me

Stand on the page for me!

She looked him over

With an angry, proud look:

You, zero, are worth nothing.

Don't stand next to me!

Zero answered: - I admit,

That I'm worth nothing

But you can become ten

If I'm with you.

You're so lonely now

Small and thin

But you will be ten times larger

When I stand on the right.

In vain they think that it’s zero

Plays a small role.

We'll turn two into twenty.

Of threes and fours

We can if we want

Make thirty, forty.

Let them say that we are nothing -

With two zeros together

From one comes one hundred,

Out of two - as many as two hundred!

Poem by Marshak S. Ya.

"Baggage"

The lady was checking in luggage

Cardboard

And a little dog.

Gave it to the lady at the station

Four green receipts

About baggage received:

Cardboard

And a little dog.

Things are being transported to the platform.

They are thrown into an open carriage.

Ready. Luggage stowed:

Cardboard

And a little dog.

But the bell just rang

A puppy escaped from the carriage.

We grabbed it at Dno station:

One place lost.

In fright they count their luggage:

Cardboard...

Comrades! Where's the little dog?

Suddenly they see: standing by the wheels

A huge disheveled dog.

They caught him - and in the luggage,

To where the bag lay,

Cardboard,

Where was the little dog before?

We arrived in the city of Zhitomir.

Porter number fifteen

Carrying luggage on a trolley:

Cardboard,

And they lead a dog behind.

The dog starts to growl,

And the lady will scream:

Robbers! The thieves! Freaks!

The dog is the wrong breed!

She threw the suitcase

She pushed the sofa with her foot,

Cardboard...

Give me back my dog!

Excuse me, mom! At the station

According to the baggage receipt,

We received luggage from you:

Cardboard

And a little dog.

During the journey

I could have grown up!

Andrey Usachev

Smart dog Sonya

Royal mongrel

In one city, on one street, in one house, in apartment number sixty-six, there lived a small but very smart dog, Sonya. Sonya had black shiny eyes and long, princess-like eyelashes and a neat ponytail, which she fanned herself with like a fan.

And she also had an owner, whose name was Ivan Ivanovich Korolev.

That’s why the poet Tim Sobakin, who lived in the next apartment, nicknamed her the royal mongrel.

And the rest thought that this was such a breed.

And the dog Sonya thought so too.

And the other dogs thought so too.

And even Ivan Ivanovich Korolev thought so too. Although he knew his last name better than others.

Every day Ivan Ivanovich went to work, and the dog Sonya sat alone in her sixty-sixth royal apartment and was terribly bored.

This is probably why all sorts of interesting stories happened to her.

After all, when it gets very boring, you always want to do something interesting.

And when you want to do something interesting, something will definitely work out.

And when something works out, you always start to think: how did it happen?

And when you start to think, for some reason you become smarter.

And why - no one knows!

That's why the dog Sonya was a very smart dog.

Who made the puddle?

When the little dog Sonya was not yet a smart dog Sonya, but was a small smart puppy, she often peed in the hallway.

The owner Ivan Ivanovich was very angry, poked Sonya with his nose and said:

-Who made the puddle? Who made the puddle?!

“Well-mannered dogs,” he added, “should be patient and not make puddles in the apartment.”

The dog Sonya, of course, didn’t like this terribly. And instead of being patient, she tried to quietly do this thing on the carpet, because there are no puddles left on the carpet.

But one day they went out for a walk. And little Sonya saw a HUGE PUDDLE in front of the entrance.

-Who made such a huge puddle? – Sonya was surprised.

And behind it she saw a second puddle, even larger than the first. And behind it - the third...

“It’s probably an ELEPHANT!” – the smart dog Sonya guessed.

“How long he endured!” - she thought with respect...

And since then I stopped writing in the apartment.

Hello, thank you and goodbye!

Once on the stairs, a small dog Sonya was stopped by an elderly unfamiliar dachshund.

“All well-mannered dogs,” the dachshund said sternly, “must say hello when they meet.” Saying hello means saying: “Hello!”, “Hello” or “Good afternoon” - and wagging your tail.

- Hello! - said Sonya, who, of course, really wanted to be a well-mannered dog, and, wagging her tail, ran on.

But before she had time to reach the middle of the dachshund, which turned out to be incredibly long, she was called out again.

“All well-mannered dogs,” said the dachshund, “should be polite and, if they are given a bone, candy or useful advice, say: “Thank you!”

- Thank you! - said Sonya, who, of course, really wanted to be a polite and well-mannered dog, and ran on.

But as soon as she reached the taxi’s tail, she heard from behind:

– All well-mannered dogs should know the rules of good manners and when parting, say: “Goodbye!”

- Goodbye! - Sonya shouted and, pleased that she now knows the rules of good manners, rushed to catch up with the owner.

From that day on, the dog Sonya became terribly polite and, running past unfamiliar dogs, she always said:

- Hello, thank you and goodbye!

It’s a pity that the dogs she came across were the most ordinary ones. And many ended before she had time to say everything.

What's better?

The dog Sonya sat near the playground and thought: what is better - to be big or small?..

“On the one hand,” thought the dog Sonya, “being big is much better: cats are afraid of you, and dogs are afraid of you, and even passers-by are afraid of you...

But on the other hand, Sonya thought, it’s also better to be small. Because no one is afraid or afraid of you, and everyone is playing with you. And if you are big, they must lead you on a leash and put a muzzle on you...”

Just at this time, a huge and angry bulldog Max was passing by the site.

“Tell me,” Sonya asked him politely, “is it very unpleasant when they put a muzzle on you?”

For some reason this question made Max terribly angry. He growled menacingly, rushed off the leash... and, knocking over his owner, chased after Sonya.

"Oh oh oh! – thought the dog Sonya, hearing a menacing sniffle behind her. “Still, it’s better to be big!”

Fortunately, on the way they met a kindergarten. Sonya saw a hole in the fence and quickly ducked into it.

The bulldog just couldn’t get through the hole - and only puffed loudly from the other side, like a steam locomotive...

“It’s still good to be little,” thought the dog Sonya. - If I were big, I would never have slipped through such a small gap...

But if I were big,” she thought, “why would I even climb here?”

But since Sonya was a small dog, she still decided that it was better to BE SMALL.

Let the big dogs decide for themselves!

How Sonya learned to talk

One day, the dog Sonya was sitting in front of the TV, watching her favorite show “In the Animal World” and thinking.

“I wonder,” she thought, “why people can talk, but animals cannot?”

And suddenly it dawned on her!

“But the TV also talks,” Sonya thought, “when it is plugged in...

That means,” thought smart Sonya, “if you plug me in, I’ll also learn to talk!”

The dog Sonya took it and stuck its tail into the socket. And then someone will grab it with their teeth!..

- Ah ah ah! - Sonya screamed. - Let go! Hurt!

And, pulling out her tail, she jumped away from the socket.

Then a surprised Ivan Ivanovich came running from the kitchen.

- Silly, there is ELECTRIC CURRENT there. Be careful!

“I wonder what he is like, this ELECTRIC CURRENT? – thought the dog Sonya, looking warily at the socket. “Small, but so evil... It would be nice to tame him!”

She brought a bone from the kitchen and placed it in front of the socket.

But the current did not come out of the socket.

“Maybe he doesn’t eat seeds or doesn’t want to be seen?” - Sonya thought.

She put a chocolate candy next to the bone and went for a walk. But when she returned, everything was untouched.

“This ELECTRIC CURRENT does not eat delicious seeds!..

This ELECTRIC CURRENT does not eat chocolates!!..

HE’S KIND OF STRANGE!!!” – thought the smart dog Sonya. And from that day on I decided to stay away from the outlet.

How Sonya the dog sniffed flowers

More than anything else, the dog Sonya loved to smell flowers. The flowers were so fragrant and tickled the nose so pleasantly that, after smelling them, Sonya immediately began to sneeze. She sneezed directly into the flowers, which made them smell and tickle even more... and this continued until Sonya began to feel dizzy or all the flowers flew off.

“Well,” Ivan Ivanovich was angry. – I gutted the whole bouquet again!

Sonya looked sadly at the crumbling petals, sighed heavily... But she couldn’t help herself.

Sonya treated different colors differently. For example, she didn’t like cacti. Because although they don’t fly around, when you sneeze into cacti, they painfully stick into your nose. She really liked lilacs, peonies and dahlias.

Most of all, the dog Sonya loved to sneeze on dandelions. Having collected more of them, she sat down somewhere on a bench - and the fluffs flew across the yard like snow.

It was incredibly beautiful: summer was just around the corner - and it was snowing!

Bisset Donald

Tale of the Thrush King

Brothers Grimm

There was a king who had a daughter; she was extraordinarily beautiful, but at the same time so proud and arrogant that none of the suitors seemed good enough for her. She refused one after another, and, moreover, laughed at each one.

One day the king ordered a big feast and called suitors from everywhere, from near and far, who would like to woo her. He placed them all in a row in order, according to rank and title; in front stood the kings, then the dukes, princes, counts and barons, and finally the nobles.

And they led the princess through the rows, but in each of the suitors she found some kind of flaw. One was too fat. “Yes, this one is like a wine barrel!” - she said. The other one was too long. “Long, too thin, and doesn’t have a stately gait!” - she said. The third was too short; “Well, how lucky is he if he’s small and fat to boot?” The fourth was too pale: “This one looks like death.” The fifth one was too flushed: “This one is just some kind of turkey!” The sixth was too young: “This one is young and painfully green, he, like a damp tree, will not catch fire.”

And so she found in everyone something to find fault with, but she especially laughed at one good king, who was taller than the others and whose chin was slightly crooked.

Wow,” she said and laughed, “this guy’s chin is like a blackbird’s beak!”

And from then on they called him Drozdovik.

When the old king saw that his daughter knew only one thing, that she was making fun of people, and had refused all the gathered suitors, he became angry and swore that she would have to take as her husband the first beggar she met that knocked on his door.

A few days later, a musician appeared and began to sing under the window to earn alms for himself. The king heard this and said:

Pass him upstairs.

The musician entered in his dirty, tattered clothes and began to sing a song before the king and his daughter; and when he finished, he asked for alms.

The king said:

I liked your singing so much that I will give you my daughter as a wife.

The princess was frightened, but the king said:

I swore an oath to marry you to the first beggar I came across, and I must keep my oath.

And no persuasion helped; They called the priest, and she had to immediately marry the musician. When this was done, the king said:

Now, as a beggar’s wife, it is not appropriate for you to stay in my castle; you can go with your husband anywhere.

The beggar led her by the hand from the castle, and she had to walk with him. They came to a dense forest, and she asked:

Whose forests and meadows are these?

This is all about King Thrush. If I hadn’t driven him away, then everything would have been yours.

Oh, what a pity that I can’t return Drozdovik! They walked through the fields, and she asked again:

Whose fields and river are these?

This is all about King Thrush! If I hadn’t driven him away, then everything would have been yours.

Oh, what a pity that I can’t return Drozdovik! They then walked through the big city, and she asked again:

Whose beautiful city is this?

He has been the Thrush King for a long time. If I hadn’t driven him away, then everything would have been yours.

Oh, what a pity that I can’t return Drozdovik!

“I don’t like it at all,” said the musician, “that you keep wanting someone else to be your husband: aren’t I dear to you?

They finally approached a small hut, and she said:

My God, what a little house! Why is he so bad?

And the musician replied:

This house is mine and yours too, we will live here with you together.

And she had to bend down to enter the low door.

Where are the servants? - asked the princess.

What kind of servants are these? - answered the beggar. -You have to do everything yourself if you want anything done. Come on, quickly light the stove and put on the water so I can cook dinner, I’m very tired.

But the princess did not know how to light a fire and cook, and the beggar had to get to work himself; and things worked out somehow. They ate something from hand to mouth and went to bed.

But as soon as it began to get light, he kicked her out of bed, and she had to do her homework. They lived like this for several days, neither bad nor good, and ate all their supplies. Then the husband says:

Wife, we won’t succeed this way, we eat, but don’t earn anything. Get down to weaving baskets.

He went and cut willow twigs, brought them home, and she began to weave, but the hard twigs wounded her tender hands.

“I see this won’t work for you,” said the husband, “you’d better take up the yarn, and perhaps you can handle it.”

She sat down and tried to spin yarn; but the rough threads cut into her tender fingers, and blood flowed from them.

You see,” said the husband, “you are not fit for any work, I will have a hard time with you.” I'll try to get into the pot and pottery trade. You will have to go to the market and sell goods.

“Oh,” she thought, “what’s more, people from our kingdom will come to the market and see me sitting and selling pots, then they will laugh at me!”

But what was to be done? She had to obey, otherwise they would have to starve.

The first time things went well - people bought goods from her because she was beautiful, and paid her what she asked for; even many paid her money and left the pots for her. This is how they lived on it.

Tale About the Brave Hare - long ears, slanting eyes, short tail read

A bunny was born in the forest and was afraid of everything. A twig will crack somewhere, a bird will fly up, a lump of snow will fall from a tree - the bunny is in hot water.

The bunny was afraid for a day, afraid for two, afraid for a week, afraid for a year; and then he grew up big, and suddenly he got tired of being afraid.

I'm not afraid of anyone! - he shouted to the whole forest. - I’m not afraid at all, that’s all!

The old hares gathered, the little bunnies came running, the old female hares tagged along - everyone listened to how the Hare boasted - long ears, slanting eyes, a short tail - they listened and did not believe their own ears. There has never been a time when the hare was not afraid of anyone.

Hey, slanting eye, aren't you even afraid of the wolf?

And I’m not afraid of the wolf, and the fox, and the bear - I’m not afraid of anyone!

This turned out to be quite funny. The young hares giggled, covering their faces with their front paws, the kind old hare women laughed, even the old hares, who had been in the paws of a fox and tasted wolf teeth, smiled. A very funny hare! Oh, how funny! And everyone suddenly felt happy. They started tumbling, jumping, jumping, racing each other, as if everyone had gone crazy.

What is there to talk about for so long! - shouted the Hare, who had finally gained courage. - If I come across a wolf, I’ll eat it myself.

Oh, what a funny Hare! Oh, how stupid he is!

Everyone sees that he is funny and stupid, and everyone laughs.

The hares scream about the wolf, and the wolf is right there.

He walked, walked in the forest about his wolf business, got hungry and just thought: “It would be nice to have a bunny snack!” - when he hears that somewhere very close, hares are screaming and they remember him, the gray Wolf.

Now he stopped, sniffed the air and began to creep up.

The wolf came very close to the playful hares, he heard them laughing at him, and most of all - the boastful Hare - slanting eyes, long ears, short tail.

“Eh, brother, wait, I’ll eat you!” - thought the gray Wolf and began to look out to see the hare boasting of his courage. But the hares don’t see anything and are having more fun than ever. It ended with the boastful Hare climbing onto a stump, sitting on his hind legs and speaking:

Listen up, you cowards! Listen and look at me! Now I’ll show you one thing. I... I... I...

Here the braggart’s tongue seemed to freeze.

The Hare saw the Wolf looking at him. Others did not see, but he saw and did not dare to breathe.

The boastful hare jumped up like a ball, and out of fear fell straight onto the wide wolf’s forehead, rolled head over heels along the wolf’s back, turned over again in the air and then gave such a kick that it seemed like he was ready to jump out of his own skin.

The unfortunate Bunny ran for a long time, ran until he was completely exhausted.

It seemed to him that the Wolf was hot on his heels and was about to grab him with his teeth.

Finally, the poor fellow was completely exhausted, closed his eyes and fell dead under a bush.

And the Wolf at that time ran in the other direction. When the Hare fell on him, it seemed to him that someone had shot at him.

And the Wolf ran away. You never know how many other hares you can find in the forest, but this one was kind of crazy.

It took a long time for the rest of the hares to come to their senses. Some ran into the bushes, some hid behind a stump, some fell into a hole.

Finally, everyone got tired of hiding, and little by little the bravest ones began to peek out.

And our Hare cleverly scared the Wolf! - everything was decided. “If it weren’t for him, we wouldn’t have left alive.” Where is he, our fearless Hare?

We started looking.

We walked and walked, but the brave Hare was nowhere to be found. Had another wolf eaten him? Finally they found him: lying in a hole under a bush and barely alive from fear.

Well done, oblique! - all the hares shouted in one voice. - Oh yes, oblique! You cleverly scared the old Wolf. Thank you brother! And we thought you were bragging.

The brave Hare immediately perked up. He crawled out of his hole, shook himself, narrowed his eyes and said:

What would you think! Oh you cowards.

From that day on, the brave Hare began to believe that he was really not afraid of anyone.

Bye-bye-bye.

There lived in the forest a boastful Hare, who since childhood was afraid of everything around him, and when he grew up, he was tired of being a coward. And he began to boast about his courage, but became so excited that he did not notice the sneaking wolf.

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Tale About the Brave Hare - long ears, slanting eyes, short tail read

A bunny was born in the forest and was afraid of everything. A twig will crack somewhere, a bird will fly up, a lump of snow will fall from a tree - the bunny is in hot water.

The bunny was afraid for a day, afraid for two, afraid for a week, afraid for a year; and then he grew up big, and suddenly he got tired of being afraid.

I'm not afraid of anyone! - he shouted to the whole forest. - I’m not afraid at all, that’s all!

The old hares gathered, the little bunnies came running, the old female hares tagged along - everyone listened to how the Hare boasted - long ears, slanting eyes, a short tail - they listened and did not believe their own ears. There has never been a time when the hare was not afraid of anyone.

Hey, slanting eye, aren't you even afraid of the wolf?

And I’m not afraid of the wolf, and the fox, and the bear - I’m not afraid of anyone!

This turned out to be quite funny. The young hares giggled, covering their faces with their front paws, the kind old hare women laughed, even the old hares, who had been in the paws of a fox and tasted wolf teeth, smiled. A very funny hare! Oh, how funny! And everyone suddenly felt happy. They started tumbling, jumping, jumping, racing each other, as if everyone had gone crazy.

What is there to talk about for so long! - shouted the Hare, who had finally gained courage. - If I come across a wolf, I’ll eat it myself.

Oh, what a funny Hare! Oh, how stupid he is!

Everyone sees that he is funny and stupid, and everyone laughs.

The hares scream about the wolf, and the wolf is right there.

He walked, walked in the forest about his wolf business, got hungry and just thought: “It would be nice to have a bunny snack!” - when he hears that somewhere very close, hares are screaming and they remember him, the gray Wolf.

Now he stopped, sniffed the air and began to creep up.

The wolf came very close to the playful hares, heard them laughing at him, and most of all - the boastful Hare - slanting eyes, long ears, short tail.

“Eh, brother, wait, I’ll eat you!” - thought the gray Wolf and began to look out to see the hare boasting of his courage. But the hares don’t see anything and are having more fun than ever. It ended with the boastful Hare climbing onto a stump, sitting on his hind legs and speaking:

Listen up, you cowards! Listen and look at me! Now I’ll show you one thing. I... I... I...

Here the braggart’s tongue seemed to freeze.

The Hare saw the Wolf looking at him. Others did not see, but he saw and did not dare to breathe.

The boastful hare jumped up like a ball, and out of fear fell straight onto the wide wolf’s forehead, rolled head over heels along the wolf’s back, turned over again in the air and then gave such a kick that it seemed like he was ready to jump out of his own skin.

The unfortunate Bunny ran for a long time, ran until he was completely exhausted.

It seemed to him that the Wolf was hot on his heels and was about to grab him with his teeth.

Finally, the poor fellow was completely exhausted, closed his eyes and fell dead under a bush.

And the Wolf at that time ran in the other direction. When the Hare fell on him, it seemed to him that someone had shot at him.

And the Wolf ran away. You never know how many other hares you can find in the forest, but this one was kind of crazy.

It took a long time for the rest of the hares to come to their senses. Some ran into the bushes, some hid behind a stump, some fell into a hole.

Finally, everyone got tired of hiding, and little by little the bravest ones began to peek out.

And our Hare cleverly scared the Wolf! - everything was decided. “If it weren’t for him, we wouldn’t have left alive.” Where is he, our fearless Hare?

We started looking.

We walked and walked, but the brave Hare was nowhere to be found. Had another wolf eaten him? Finally they found him: lying in a hole under a bush and barely alive from fear.

Well done, oblique! - all the hares shouted in one voice. - Oh yes, oblique! You cleverly scared the old Wolf. Thank you brother! And we thought you were bragging.

The brave Hare immediately perked up. He crawled out of his hole, shook himself, narrowed his eyes and said:

What would you think! Oh you cowards.

From that day on, the brave Hare began to believe that he was really not afraid of anyone.

A bunny was born in the forest and was afraid of everything. A twig will crack somewhere, a bird will fly up, a lump of snow will fall from a tree - the bunny is in hot water.
The bunny was afraid for a day, afraid for two, afraid for a week, afraid for a year, and then he grew up big, and suddenly he got tired of being afraid.

I'm not afraid of anyone! - he shouted to the whole forest. - I’m not afraid at all, that’s all.
The old hares gathered, the little bunnies came running, the old female hares trotted in - everyone listened to how the Hare - Long Ears - Slanty Eyes - Short Tail boasted - they listened and did not believe their own ears. There has never been a time when the hare was not afraid of anyone.

Hey, Squint Eye, aren't you afraid of the wolf?
- I’m not afraid of the wolf, and the fox, and the bear - I’m not afraid of anyone.
This turned out to be quite funny. The young hares giggled, covering their faces with their front paws, the kind old hare women laughed, even the old hares, who had been in the paws of a fox and tasted wolf teeth, smiled.

A very funny hare!.. Oh, so funny!.. And everyone suddenly felt happy.
They started tumbling, jumping, jumping, racing each other, as if everyone had gone crazy.

What is there to talk about for so long! - shouted the hare, who had finally gained courage. - If I come across a wolf, I’ll eat it myself...
Oh, what a funny hare! Oh, how stupid he is!

Everyone sees that he is funny and stupid, and everyone laughs.
The hares scream about the wolf, and the wolf is right there.

He walked, walked in the forest about his wolf business, got hungry and just thought: “It would be nice to have a bunny snack!” - when he hears that somewhere very close, hares are screaming and they remember him, the gray wolf.
Now he stopped, sniffed the air and began to creep up.
The wolf came very close to the playful hares, he heard them laughing at him, and most of all - the boastful hare - Slanting Eyes - Long Ears - Short Tail.

“Eh, brother, wait, I’ll eat you!” - thought the gray wolf and began to look out to see the hare boasting of his courage.
But the hares don’t see anything and are having more fun than ever.

A fairy tale about a brave hare with long ears, slanting eyes, and a short tail.

A bunny was born in the forest and was afraid of everything. A twig will crack somewhere, a bird will fly up, a lump of snow will fall from a tree - the bunny is in hot water.
The bunny was afraid for a day, afraid for two, afraid for a week, afraid for a year; and then he grew up big, and suddenly he got tired of being afraid.
- I'm not afraid of anyone! - he shouted to the whole forest. - I’m not afraid at all, that’s all!
The old hares gathered, the little bunnies came running, the old female hares tagged along - everyone listened to how the Hare boasted - long ears, slanting eyes, a short tail - they listened and did not believe their own ears. There has never been a time when the hare was not afraid of anyone.
- Hey, slanting eye, aren’t you afraid of the wolf?
- I’m not afraid of the wolf, and the fox, and the bear - I’m not afraid of anyone!
This turned out to be quite funny. The young hares giggled, covering their faces with their front paws, the kind old hare women laughed, even the old hares, who had been in the paws of a fox and tasted wolf teeth, smiled. A very funny hare!.. Oh, how funny! And everyone suddenly felt happy. They started tumbling, jumping, jumping, racing each other, as if everyone had gone crazy.
- What’s there to say for a long time! - shouted the Hare, who had finally gained courage. - If I come across a wolf, I’ll eat him myself...
- Oh, what a funny Hare! Oh, how stupid he is!..
Everyone sees that he is funny and stupid, and everyone laughs. The hares scream about the wolf, and the wolf is right there. He walked, walked in the forest about his wolf business, got hungry and just thought: “It would be nice to have a bunny snack!” - when he hears that somewhere very close, hares are screaming and they remember him, the gray Wolf. Now he stopped, sniffed the air and began to creep up.
The Wolf came very close to the playful hares, he heard them laughing at him, and most of all - the boastful Hare - slanting eyes, long ears, a short tail.
“Eh, brother, wait, I’ll eat you!” - thought the gray Wolf and began to look out to see the hare boasting of his courage. But the hares don’t see anything and are having more fun than ever. It ended with the boastful Hare climbing onto a stump, sitting on his hind legs and speaking:
- Listen, you cowards! Listen and look at me. Now I’ll show you one thing. I... I... I...
Here the braggart’s tongue seemed to freeze.
The Hare saw the Wolf looking at him. Others did not see, but he saw and did not dare to breathe.
Then a completely extraordinary thing happened.
The boastful hare jumped up like a ball, and out of fear fell straight onto the wide wolf’s forehead, rolled head over heels along the wolf’s back, turned over again in the air and then gave such a kick that it seemed like he was ready to jump out of his own skin.
The unfortunate Bunny ran for a long time, ran until he was completely exhausted.
It seemed to him that the Wolf was hot on his heels and was about to grab him with his teeth.
Finally, the poor fellow was completely exhausted, closed his eyes and fell dead under a bush.
And the Wolf at that time ran in the other direction. When the Hare fell on him, it seemed to him that someone had shot at him.
And the Wolf ran away. You never know how many other hares you can find in the forest, but this one was kind of crazy...
It took a long time for the rest of the hares to come to their senses. Some ran into the bushes, some hid behind a stump, some fell into a hole.
Finally, everyone got tired of hiding, and little by little they began to look out to see who was braver.
- And our Hare cleverly scared the Wolf! - everything was decided. - If it weren’t for him, we wouldn’t have left alive... But where is he, our fearless Hare?
We started looking.
We walked and walked, but the brave Hare was nowhere to be found. Had another wolf eaten him? Finally they found him: lying in a hole under a bush and barely alive from fear.
- Well done, oblique! - all the hares shouted in one voice. - Oh, yes, a scythe!.. You cleverly scared the old Wolf. Thank you brother! And we thought you were bragging.
The brave Hare immediately perked up. He crawled out of his hole, shook himself, narrowed his eyes and said:
- What do you think? Oh you cowards...
From that day on, the brave Hare began to believe that he was really not afraid of anyone.