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These good fairy tales at night with a happy and instructive end will delight your child before bedtime, will reassure, teach good and friendship.

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If you want to grow a good and responsive child, help him come correctly in difficult life situations, then you must read the baby instructive tales for the night.

A series of good instructive fairy tales about the boy - Fedya Egorova.

1. Meeting Fedi Egorova with a cat in boots or a new transformation of Fedi into a mouse

Brothers Fedya and Vasya Egorov have long wanted to have real slingshots. Sometimes Fedya Mastered himself and brother of aluminum wire slingshot. From these slingshot, the boys shot the targets with paper bulbs, but they wanted to have big slingshots from real wooden rogatin.

The passion for the slingshot from the brothers was appearing, it disappeared. But this time it was exactly the last, because the events associated with shooting from the slingshot were unusual, it was not just events, but real adventures. And the slingshot this time the guys were not from the wire, but there was a real poplar branch with a leather sight on a wide medical harness. From this slingshot could be shifted by real stones. This slingshot sons chisser dad.

Taking the Word from the sons that they will shoot from the slingshot only on a non-residential target marked on the shed wall, dad and sons went to the near forest. With you, they took everything they needed for the manufacture of slingshots: a knife, two leather tongues from old Vasi shoes and medical rubber harness. All three came back to the dinner with a bouquet of flowers for mom, with a cup of aromatic strawberries to tea and with two, fresh slingshots.

Fedya with Vasya was in the habit of excitement. They praised their slingshots in vindicate, they told her mom how far they managed to shoot them in the forest, and even expressed assumptions, who will get to the target on the shed wall. ...

2. The fairy tale about how Fedya saved the forest from the evil sorcerer

In the summer, the boy Fedya Egorov rest in the village to his grandparents. This village stood at the forest itself. Fedya decided to go to the forest behind the berries and mushrooms, but his grandfather with his grandmother was not allowed. They said that real Baba Yaga lives in their forest, and now for more than two hundred years, no one goes into this forest.

Fedya did not believe that Baba Yaga lives in the forest, but the grandmother and grandfather listened and did not go to the forest, but I went to the river to catch fish. The cat Vaska comes to Fedey. Fish rooted well. In the bank, Feda cried three Yersh when the cat overturned her and eaten fish. I saw this Fedya, upset and decided to postpone fishing for tomorrow. Fedya returned home. Grandparents have no grandparents. I removed Fedya Fishing, put on a shirt with long sleeves and, taking a basket, went to the neighboring guys to call them into the forest.

Fedya believed that her grandparently was composed about Babu Yagu that they just don't want him to go to the forest, because in the forest is always very easy to get lost. But I was not afraid of getting lost in the forest, because in the forest he wanted to go with friends who have long been living here, which means that the forest knows well.

To the great surprise of Fedi, all the guys refused to go with him and began to discourage him. ...

3. Promisekin

He lived, was the boy Fedya Egorov. Fedya did not always fulfill his promises. Sometimes, promising the parents to remove toys behind them, he was fond of, forgot and left them scattered.

Once left parents Fedya one house and asked him not to stick out from the window. Fedya promised them that he would not stick out of the window, and would draw. He pulled out everything you need for drawing, settled in a large room at the table and began to draw.

But only Dad and Mom went out of the house, Fedy immediately pulled to the window. Fedya thought: "Well, that, that I promised not to look, I quickly look, I'll see what the guys are engaged in the courtyard, and dad and mom and do not know what I looked out."

Substitute Fedya Chair to the window, got into the windowsill, lowered the handle on the frame and did not even have time to pull the window to the window, as she splashed herself. Some kind of miracle, just like in a fairy tale, appeared in front of the window the carpet of the aircraft, and it was sitting in it unfinished Fed Grandfather. Grandpa, smiling, said:

- Hello, Fedya! Want, do I sing you on my carpet? ...

4. Tale about food

The boy Fedya Egorov decorated at the table:

- I do not want to eat soup and my porridge will not. I don't like bread!

They offended him soup, porridge and bread, disappeared from the table and found themselves in the forest. And at that time, in the forest, I drove an evil hungry wolf and said:

- I love soup, porridge and bread! Oh, how would I hurt them!

I heard this food and flew the wolf straight into the mouth. A wolf was found, satisfied, licks. And Fedya, and did not eat, went out of the table. For dinner, Mom was given potato pancakes with a kissel, and Fedya was again decorated:

- Mom, yes I do not want pancakes, I want pancakes with sour cream!

5. Fairy Tale of the Food-Nervotreep or Magic Book of Egor Kuzmich

Two brothers lived - Fedya and Vasya Egorov. Constantly they stood the fights, the Swarre, they divided something among themselves, quarreled, argued on trifles, and at the same time the youngest of the brothers - Vasya, always cutting. Sometimes the scene and the eldest of the Brothers - Fedya. The peak of children was very annoyed and grieved the parents, and especially mom. And from chagrin people often get sick.

So the mother of these boys fell ill, so that even for breakfast, dinner and dinner ceased to get up.

The doctor who came to treat Mom wriggled her medicine and said that her mother needs silence and peace. Dad, going to work, asked for children not to make noise. He gave them a book and said:

- The book is interesting, read. I think she will like it.

6. Tale of the Fed Toy

He lived, was the boy Fedya Egorov. Like all the guys, he had many toys. Fedya loved his toys, he played with pleasure, but one trouble - he did not like to remove them behind him. Play and throw out where he played. They lay toys in a mess on the floor and interfered, all stumbled behind them, even Fedya himself emit them.

And one day it was tired of toys.

- We need to run from Fedi, until we were completely broken. We must go to good guys who protect their toys and clean them, "the plastic soldier said.
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7. Instructive fairy tale for boys and girls: damn tail

There was a damn. There was a fool's magic tail. With the help of your tail, the hell could find yourself anywhere, but, most importantly, the tail of the Blacks could fulfill everything that he wants, for this he was worth only to think about the desire and wave as his tail. The hell was very angry and very harmful.

The magical power of its tail used for harmful cases. He arranged on the roads of the accident, to the rivers of the rivers, lay down the ice under fishermen, arranged fires and worked many other atrocities. One day, hell was tired of living alone in his underground kingdom.

He built himself the kingdom on Earth, hurt him with a thick forest and swamps so that no one could approach him, and began to think who else to populate his kingdom. I thought it was damaged and invented to settle his kingdom assistants who would create harmful atrocities on his order.

In the assistants of themselves, the devil decided to take naughty children. ...

Also in the topic:

Poem: "Fedya - Nice Malgan"

Merchant boy Fedya
Riding a bike,
Rides Fedya along the track,
Left back slightly.
At this time on the track
Jumped Murka - a cat.
Fedya VMIG slowed
Cat-Murka missed.
Rides further Fedya Boyko,
The friend shouts to him: - Wait-ka!
Let me swell a little bit.
It's a friend nor anyone
Fedya gave: - Take, friend,
Ride one circle.
He himself sat on the bench,
Sees: Crane, and near the watering can
And on the flower, flowers are waiting -
Who would give water a sip.
Fedya, jumping off benches,
All the flowers were poured from the watering can
And the goose poured water,
So that they could get drunk.
- Our Fedya is so good,
- suddenly noticed the cat, Prosha,
- Yes, he is good for us,
- said Gus, putting the water.
- Woof woof woof! - said Polcan,
- Fedya - Nice Malgan!

"Fedya - boy hooligan"

Merchant boy Fedya
Riding a bike
Without a road straight
Fedya goes - mischievous.
Rides right on the lawn,
Here hit the peonies,
Broke three stems,
And thugged three moths,
He remembered the daisies,
Hooked behind the bush shirt
With the go crashed into a bench,
Pound and overturned the watering can
In the puddle I soaked sandals,
Mud coupped pedals.
- Gray-ga, - said Hussak,
Well, what kind of chudk
We must ride along the track!
- Yes, - said Kothenka,
- It's not the road at all!
The cat said: - He harms a lot!
- Gav-Gav-Gav, - said Polcan,
- This boy is a hooligan!

A. Remizov "Fingers"

There were five fingers - the very, whom everyone knows on his hand: Big, Index, Middle, Unnamed - all four big, and the fifth little finger - small.

Hung out somehow fingers.

Big says:

- Let's, brothers, will eat something, hurts Morit.

And the other says:

- What are we going to eat?

"And hacking the mother's drawer, we press sweet cakes," says Unnamed.

- We will nice, we will press, - locked the fourth, - Yes, this little whole mother will say.

"If I say," a little finger swore, "so let me grow more."

Here hacked the drawer, I aim to destroy sweet pastries, they arched them.

Mother came home, sees: Sleeping, sleeping fingers, one is not sleeping - a little finger. He all told her.

And for the time being left forever - a little finger, and those four since then do not eat anything, but hungry hungry for everyone.

L. Tolstoy "Bone"

Friend

I bought a sinking mother and wanted to give them to children after lunch. They lay on a plate. Vanya never ate plums and all sniffed them. And he really liked them. I really wanted to eat them. He all went past the plums. When there was no one in the hubby, he could not resist, grabbed one plum and eaten. Before lunch, the mother found plums and sees one, there is no one. She said father.

At the dinner, the father says: "And what, children, did anyone have eaten one plum?" Everyone said: "No." Vanya blushed like cancer and said too: "No, I did not eat."

Then the Father said: "What ate someone from you is not good; But not in this trouble. The trouble is that there are bones in the plums, and if anyone does not know how to eat them and swallows the bone, then every day will die. I'm afraid of that. "

Vanya turned pale and said: "No, I threw the bone for the window."

And everyone laughed, and Vanya was crying.

K. Ushinsky "Cockerel with family"

Petschok walks around the courtyard: on the head - a red scallop, under his nose - a red beard. Nose in Petit Cholotz, the tail in Petit Koltsa, on the tail patterns, on the legs of the spur. Paws Peter a bunch jumps, chickens with chickens convenes:

- Crested chicken! Bottomans-hostess! Mondh-ripple! Black-white! Going with chickens, with small guys: I give you a grain!

Chicken with chickens gathered, began to have fallen; The grains did not share - they drove.

Peter-Cockerel disorders does not like - now the family recalled: Tu for Khokhol, that Vikhor, the grains himself eaten, soared the wings, the wings waved, in all her throat ...

"Ku-ka-re-ku!"

K. Ushinsky "Vaska"

Kotchek-Kotok - Serious pubis. Laski Vasya, yes, chiter, velvet paws, cohotok Oster. Vatuts have ears a bit, the mustache is long, a silk coat. The cat caresses, wonders, wakes the tail, the eyes closes, sings the song, and the mouse came out - do not proceed! The eyes are big, the foot - that steel, teeth are curves, claws graduation!

K. Ushinsky "Lisa Patriyevna"

In Kumushki-foxes, the teas of the island, a snap thin; The ears on the top, the tail on the decelet, the fur coat is warm.

Good kuma is knitted: fluffy wool, golden; On the chest vest, on the neck of white tips.

Lisa is walking quietly, to the ground bends, as if it is bouncing; Your fluffy tail is carefully; Looking gently, smiling, white teeth show.

Roet holes, clever, deep; There are many moves in them and exits, storage rooms, there are also spools, soft tricks are seduced.

Everyone would be good to all the hostess, and the robber-fox - the tricky: loves the chickens, loves the claropes, turns the neck of Guseu in greasy, does not raise the rabbit.

K. Ushinsky "Clarification"

Sits Vasya on babe; He looks like a clarification in the pond tumble: wide awnings in the water are hiding, yellow paws on the sun are dried. You ordered the clarification of the clarity, and they left on the water - and old and small. How to drive them home now? Here I became Vasya Pokishkin click:

- Uti-Uti-clarification! Look-tarakochki, sponge sponge, sponast paws! Full up to you worms to carry, pinching herbs, Tina swallow, Zaobi to stuff - it's time to go home!

The clarification was obeyed, they went to the coast, go home, with my legs stand out on the leg.

K. Ushinsky "Wind and Sun

Once the sun and the angry northern wind started a dispute about which of them is stronger. They argued for a long time and finally decided to face the forces over the traveler, who at that time was riding along the big road.

"Look," said the wind, "as I fell on him: MiG is a mug of a raincoat."

Said - and began to blow that it was urine. But the more tried the wind, the stronger the traveler was wrapped in his raincoat: he grumbled on bad weather, but drove farther further. The wind was angry, rained, snapped the poor traveler with rain and snow; Scroll wind, the traveler put on his cloak in the sleeve and tied to the belt. Here the wind itself was convinced that he could not pull himself.

The sun, seeing the powerlessness of his rival, smiled, looked out because of the clouds, heated, dried up the earth, and at the same time the poor semi-masonry traveler. Feeling the heat of the sun's rays, it was subjected, blessed the sun, he took off his raincoat, turned and tied to the saddle.

"You see," said the meek sun as an angry wind, "caress and kindness can be made much more than anger."

M. Gorky "Vorobanyshko"

Vorobev is quite the same as in humans: adult sparrows and sparrows - boring peres tugs and they say about everything, as in the books it is written, and young people live in their minds.

He lived, was a gusty sparrow, his puddle called, and he lived above the bathhouse, behind the upper platband, in the warm nest from the pacle, mohaws and other soft materials. He has not tried to fly yet, but already waved with the wings and everything looked out of the nest: I wanted to know more quickly - what is God's world and is he good for him?

- I'm sorry, what? - I asked his sparrowham.

He shakeped the wings and, looking at the ground, tweethed:

- Medlechur black, too!

Falling dad, brought a puddle with a puddle and boasted:

- Is I Chive?

Mom-Sparrow approved him:

- Chive, Chive!

And Padik swallowed bugs and thought:

"What is the evasion - a worm with legs gave - a miracle!"

And everything was supervised from the nest, everything looked at everything.

- Choo, Chado, - Mother worried, - Look - Cheburahna!

- What? - asked Padik.

- Yes, nothing, and fall to the ground, the cat is chick! - And plump! - explained father, flying on the hunt.

So everything went, and the wings were not rushing to grow. Bowed once the wind - Puddle asks:

- I'm sorry, what?

- The wind blows on you - chirk! And reset to the ground - a cat! - explained mother.

It did not like the puddle, he said:

- Why do the trees swing? Let them stop, then the wind will not be ...

I tried to explain to him that it was not, but he did not believe - he loved to explain everything in his own way. It goes past the bath man, waving his hands.

- Pure wings cut a cat, "said Pudik, - some bones remained!

- This is a person, they are all outless! - said Sparrow.

- Why?

- They have such a rank to live without wings, they always jump on their feet, Chu?

- Be they have wings, so they would catch us as me with dad midges ...

- nonsense! - said Padik. - nonsense, nonsense! Everyone must have wings. Think, on the ground is worse than in the air! .. When I grow big, I will make everything fly away.

Padik did not believe mom; He still did not know that if his mother does not believe, it will end badly.

He sat on the very edge of the nest and the poems of his own essay disappeared into all the throat:

- Eh, harsh man,

You have two legs

Although you are very great

Eating you midges!

And I'm small at all,

But the midge itself.

Sang, sang, and fell out of the nest, and the Sparrow behind him, but a cat - redhead, green eyes - here as here.

Puddle scared, spread wings, swinging on sulfur legs and tweets:

- I have the honor, I have the honor ...

And the Sparrow pushes him to the side, the feathers stood on her end - terrible, brave, the beak revealed - in the eye a cat is celite.

- Away, away! Fly, Pudik, fly on the window, fly ...

The fear lifted a sparrow from the ground, he jumped up, waved the wings - just once, and - on the window!

Here and mother flew away - without a tail, but in great joy, sat down next to him, pecked him in the back of the head and says:

- I'm sorry, what?

- Well! - said Padik. - We will not learn everything immediately!

And the cat sits on the ground, considering the feather paws from the paws, looks at them - redhead, green eyes - and regret meows:

- Mea-Amerk such a sparrow, as if we are ... Miracle ...

And everything ended safely if you forget that my mother was left without a tail ...

L. Panteleev "How the pig has learned to speak"

Once I saw the one very little girl taught the pig to talk. The piglery caught her very clever and obedient, but for some reason he didn't want to speak humanly. And the girl idlely tried - she did not come out.

She, I remember, says:

- Piglets, tell me: Mom!

And he in response to her:

- Hrew-Hrew!

- Piglets, say: dad!

- Hrew-Hrew!

- Say: Tree!

- Hrew-Hrew!

- Say: Flower!

- Hrew-Hrew!

- Tell me: Hello!

- Hrew-Hrew!

- Tell me: Goodbye!

- Hrew-Hrew!

I looked-watched, listened, listened, I was a pity and a piglet, and a girl. I say:

- You know what, Golubushka, you would still say something easier to say. But then he is still small, it is difficult for him such words to say.

She says:

- What's simpler? What word?

-: Well, ask him, for example, to say: John.

The girl thought a little and says:

- Piggy, tell me, please: Khryuhrew!

The pig looked at her and says:

- Hrew-Hrew!

The girl was surprised, gladly got into his hands.

- Well, "says," finally! He learned!

L. Panteleev "Carousel"

The game

Once, we sat in my room once in my room and did every business. She prepared her lessons, and I wrote a story. And I wrote two or three pages, I was tired, I reached and yawned several times. And Masha told me:

- Oh, dad! You do not do that! ..

I, of course, was surprised:

- That is, what am I doing wrong? Yawn is wrong?

- No, you yawn it right, but you are squeezing wrong.

- How is it not?

- Yes. That's it, not so.

And she showed me. This is probably you all know. These are all schoolchildren and reoxopeds know. During class, the teacher announces a small respite, the guys get up and choir read such verses:

The wind blows into our face.

The village was hardened.

- Wind, quieter, quieter, quieter!

The village grows all of you, sš!

And at the same time, all the hands show how the wind blows in the face, like a tree swinging and how it is growing higher and higher, to the very sky.

I liked this, I liked it. And since then, whenever we had to work with Masha, we have done this exercise every half an hour with her - swung, stretched out and blew themselves in the face. But then we are tired of playing at the same thing. And we came up with a slightly similar, but another game. Try, - Maybe some of you will like it too?

Get face to your neighbor. Clear one other cross-crop palm in the palm. And loudly read all together:

Carousel, Carousel!

We are with you at the boat

And in E-ha Lie! ..

And when we went, show how it was, - work in oars.

Carousel, Carousel!

We and I sat on the horse

And in E-ha Lie! ..

Now download. Gop! Gop! Sweet the horse, just not much, it does not hurt.

Carousel, Carousel!

We are in the car satie

And in E-ha Lie! ..

Twist the ram. Our "Volga" rushes great. You can even be boring:

BBB and-and-and!

And the carousel is all spinning and spinning, all shiber and shiber. Where else? Yeah! Invented!

Carousel, Carousel!

In plane

With you we sat down

And in E-ha Lie! ..

Hands to the side! The plane is ready. Fly! .. URA-A! ..

The plane is good, and the rocket is better.

Carousel, Carousel!

We are with you in the rocket

And in E-ha Lie! ..

Hands over head. Finger tips Connect together. Dried! To get ready! 3-Z-Zig! Filty! Just do not run the ceiling, or even in fact, fly away.

And if you stay on earth, then you can ride on sledding, and on the scooter, and on something ... that you yourself think up!

A. N. Tolstoy "Hedgehog"

The calf saw hedgehog and says:

- I will eat you!

Hedgeho did not know that the calf of the hedgehog did not eat, scared, the tangle curled and snorted:

- Try ...

Turning the tail, jumped a stupid calf, knocking striking, then the front legs spread and licked hedgehog.

- Oh oh oh! "The calf breeded and ran to the mother's cow, complains: - I bited me for the tongue.

The cow raised his head, looked thoughtfully and began to rip herb again.

And hedgehog rolled into the dark hole under the rowan root and said hedgehog:

- I won a huge beast, there must be a lion!

And glory went about the courage of the Herbal for a blue lake, for the Dark Forest.

"We have a hedgehogo - Bogatyr," the beasts said in a whisper with fear.

A. N. Tolstoy "Lisa"

Under the aspen slept fox and saw the thieves dreams.

Lisa sleeps, is not sleeping if there is still no animals from her.

And he fell on the fox - hedgehog, woodpecker da crown.

Woodpecker and crow forward flew, and rolled his hedgehog.

Woodpecker Da Voron sat on aspen ...

- Tuk ... Tuk ... Tuk ... - Stassed Woodel with a beak along the crust.

And Lisa saw a dream - as if terrible man was waving an ax, it was selected to her.

Hedgehog to Osin runs up, and screams to him a crow:

- Carr, hedgehog! .. Carr, hedgehog! ..

"Curbed eat," Lisa thinks, "the damned man guessed."

And for the hedgehog's hedgehog, yes, hedge rolls, puffed, roll up ...

- Carr, hedgehog! - Spot the crow.

"Karaul, knie!" - Lisa thought yes as the asked to jump, and her hedgehogs in her nose ...

- Dutched my nose, Death came, - Lisa and - Run.

Jumping the woodpecker on her and let's beat the fox head.

And the crow after: "Carr".

Since then, Lisa did not go to the forest, did not cake.

Survived a shit.

A. N. Tolstoy "Petushka"

On the hut Baba Yaga, on a wooden shutter, nine cocks are cut out. Red heads, gold wings.

The night will come, wake up in the woods of the woods and kimikors, will take care of it to mess around, and wanted to the cocks, too, the legs to sprinkle.

Skuschat from shutters in the crude grass, bent the neck and run. Tweaks grass, wild berries. The Lesheme will come, and Leshego per heel will be pinned.

Shore, running around the forest.

And at the dawn, the Baba Yaga will be accepted on a steam with a crack and crying to the cocks:

- In place, idlers!

Do not dare to disobey the cocks and, even though I do not want, - jump in the shuttle and are made wooden, as they were.

But once at the dawn, Baba Yaga was not appeared - Stupa dear in the swamp.

Radehonki Cockerels: ran to a clean sulfice, flew to the pine. Soared and painted.

Wonderful Divo! The scarlet over the forest burns the sky, flared up; the wind runs on the leaf; Rosa sits.

And the red bar is bottled, it will clear. And now I gave out the fire sun.

In the forest, light, birds sing, and noisy, noisy leaves on the woods.

Petushkov has captured the spirit. They slammed with golden wings and panked: "Ku-Ka-Re-ku!" With joy.

And then flew over the dense forest on the clean field, away from the Yaga women.

And since then, the dawn wake up cocks and chickens:

- ka-ka-re-ku, disappeared Baba Yaga, the sun goes!

T. Alexandrova "Bear Bear" "

He lived, there was a little Burur Bear. He had a mother of brown bear, big, shaggy and kind. And he had a sister, small, shaggy and also good. The bear armor was small, shaggy, and good or not, he did not know. In any case, he was very cheerful.

For all day, he ran through soft grass, he was warmed in the sun, and most of all loved to ride a slide. Sens to clay - LJ! - I went! Fuck - right in the river! His sister and mom will also sit on clay - LJ! - go. Fuck! That was fun.

And the mother and sister showed all sorts of sweet berries. Bear immediately began to wanted them very quickly. And always called Mama and sister. So he was also kind. Right? He really liked the strawberries, and blueberries, and Malina - most.

And he also loved to run behind dragonflies and butterflies. They flew from him in different directions, and the bear was not caught by any: he did not know how to fly.

To catch the flowers was uninteresting: they themselves climbed into the paws and were tasteless. But berries - another thing.

- RDR! - spoke Burur. - I caught you! AM! Caught!

And I caught a strawberry and blueberry right mouth. And when the raspberry slept, you will die - am! - And you caught a whole bunch of berries. Solid pleasure!

"Eat, eat," Mom said him. - Get ready for the winter!

Bear did not know what winter, but ate, ate.

And then the brush began to chase multicolored leaves. They were not difficult to catch them, but they were tasteless. Not that nuts, and apples, and pears. The Bururus gladly climbed onto a wild apple tree and swung on the branches, and the apples also swung and fell. Sometimes the bear fell down with them, but there was nothing terrible here.

Then the sun went somewhere, poured rain, and the night were long and cold. The drick did not like it at all. He ran and grumbled. Mom and sister reassured him.

"It is only necessary to find a good burgrel," they said, "and everything will be fine."

And they were looking for, looking for Berloga. Bear helped them.

- Is this Berloga? - He asked, showing the green hormick all in red berries.

- This is a lingonberry! - answered him. - Eat on health!

"I don't know what your Berloga is, only to find her as soon as possible, and it's very cold," Gruron grumbled.

And once my mother, leaving him and sister from the river, left one to look for Berloga. And here the bear saw that he was completely in front of his nose, white flies fly before his mouth and eyes. Burur was very happy and began to catch them. Catch, look - no flies, hanging on the wool of Rosink. He tried to catch their tongue and delighted: they just melted in the mouth. But soon white flies attacked so much that to eat them all there was no possibility. And the bear bored. Then he wanted - LJ! - Skate and - plums! - in the river.

"This year, very early frosts," Byrika sister persecuted. - The river has already frozen, and it can not be bought in it.

- Well, let! - said Burur, ran to the hill, - LJ! - I went. And boom! - with a swing sat on solid water. It's good that the fur coat at the Byrika became still Lochmate and fluffy, and it would be great hurt. And the bear was offended by the river.

Here it was called from above. Mom found Berloga! Burur was very happy and from all the paws rushed after his sister.

Deep into the forest hung their brown bear. More often and more often came across fallen trees, huge, cored. There were pits on the spot root roots. Probably, so that the bearings fall into them. Burur even stopped grumbling and honesting - so he is tired.

And then the brown bear stopped in front of a large black pool near the fallen tree.

- Bergogo! She solemnly said. - You are welcome!

And they fell asleep in the pit. And in the spring, all of the burgots were climbed, lively, healthy.

G. Ball "Checker"

In the chicken, someone quietly knocked: Tuk ... Tuk ... and then he was heard: Krak!

Clusha Ryzhukha Zamahal wings. And from the broken egg shell turned off chicken, the first chicken. You can say about it - a checker. Because he was circle yellow.

Chicken shook his head and said:

- Pin ... pin ... pi.

And at this time, a sunshine looked out due to the forest. And on the ground ran a sunny ray. Having redeemed in a cold river, rolled on the roof of the house and looked into the window. The cheat clogged and plugged. Suddenly, the clubs of the Ryuch were bombed, the dog was shouted, the cow was scared loudly:

- Mu-y! It's time for the will!

And the chicken thought: "How much light and noise! That's all I did?! PIN! It's all me! It's me! I!"

No, no need to laugh at the checker. After all, it was the very first morning in his life. And how good, how wonderfully see the world early in the morning! How well live on earth!

B. Zhitkov "What I saw"

How we went to zoo

My mother and we sat down in the tram. And Mom said that we will now go to watch wild beasts. And I asked:

- And they will not be shown us?

All the circle laughed, and one aunt said unfamiliar:

- They are in the cells sit in the iron. They can not jump out. There are small horses there. Ask mom, she will shake you.

How we arrived in Zoo

We in the tram did not go very long. We were told that we would soon go out. We went ahead to go out.

And all of us asked:

- Are you a zoo come out?

This is because they also wanted to go out. And if we do not go out, so that they are forwarded forward. We had to go out, and we were missed. One uncle even said:

- Let's, a citizen, I will carry you a boy.

And he made me. Mom said "Thank you" and took my hand. And we went to Zoosad. There is a wall. And there are beasts on the wall. Only they are not alive, but made. And you have to take a ticket, like a train. There, in the wall, windows, and in the windows give tickets.

ZEBRA

Mom went very soon. And suddenly she said herself:

- Oh, what!

And got up. And it was behind the bars of the horse. And I thought that the blanket was nasty. Because it is yellow and black stripes. And my mother said that no blanket was, and it was growing wool herself so much. And she said that this is Zebra. Mom even said:

- Ay, you need to give me to eat!

There were two of them there. And they did not want to eat at all. They even did not look at us. And I watched on them. And I was because they looked that they were very beautiful. They have hair standing on the neck like a brush.

And mom suddenly said:

- Oh yes! Elephants!

Elephants

I saw that there the Earth goes a little up. And there is a very big elephant.

He is so big that I thought that it could not be that he was not alive, but made. Because on this on the stairs you need to climb, so that it is to climb on his back. He first did nothing, so I thought he was really inanger. And he is alive. He began to turn the trunk.

This is a trunk from his head. And the trunk to the earth comes. And he trunk as you like to twist. And crochet bend. And as you like.

He gained dust in the trunk from the ground, and then all the dust blew himself on his back. And the stomach also blurted with dust.

I said everything:

- Why?

And they told me that it was for him that his fleas did not bile. He has no hair, and straight skin. And all skin in folds. And on his head he has big ears. The ears are so big, right into the whole head. And he shakes them and chlures. And the eyes are very small.

And everyone said that he is very strong and can turn the trunk to the car. And if it becomes very angry, he is worth it to kill anything. He can grab a man's trunk behind the leg and slap on the ground. Only he is very kind.

And the elephant stood, stood yes suddenly went to us. He went down to us. And I was a little frightened. Suddenly he comes to us and starts to kill us all the trunk! And he quietly walked. His legs are very thick, just like pillars. And on the legs fingers, and not visible, but only one nails are very short. And I thought it was his hooves sticking out of her legs. And this is nails. He can be in such a foot. And I began to be afraid. And tijonko said:

- I'm afraid. What does he go here?

And one uncle heard, as I say, and said loudly:

- He is afraid that the elephant is on us! Holyha!

And everyone began to show that a track is made there. And she is stone. And she is all in nails. There, nails are sharp up. An elephant can go through it, because he is a leg of himself. And he will not reach us.

How the elephant was bought

I was put on the fence to see how this track was made. And then I saw that there was at the bottom, for this track, there is water. And the elephant went straight to this water. I thought he wants to drink, but he did not drink. He wanted to swim. He completely climbed into this water. So only the head one was at the top. And the back is a little bit.

And then he became a trunk to gain water and pour her on his back. Just like firefighters flooded.

And then I saw that another elephant swimming. Only he is less than that. And I was told that he was a little that he was still a boy. And he has two white teeth ahead with a trunk.

I said:

- some teeth!

And everyone began to laugh and shout me:

- These are fangs! These are fangs!

And I said:

- Why not in the big one?

Nobody spoke nothing, only one uncle said that the elephant is Mom. And that "here you have no mustache, so there is no fangs." Salmonies do not happen. And this elephant took scored water in a trunk yes how to blow on us with water! So everyone ran. Everyone was very laughing, and I, too.

S. Kozlov "Friendship"

Once in the morning, the bear was woken up and thought:

"In the forest there are many hares, and my friend's hare is one. Need to call him somehow! "

And I began to invent my name.

"If I call his tail," Bear thought, "then it will not be according to the rules, because I also have a tail ... If I call his satrius, it will be not good - because other hares have a mustache .. . It is necessary to name it so that everyone immediately knew that it was my friend. "

And the bear came up with.

- I will name His harassocardius! He whispered. - And then everything will be clear to everyone.

And he jumped out of bed and dassed.

- Zayazvdrogedwerman! Harely Bear! - Sang bear. - No one has such a long and beautiful name! ..

And then the hare appeared.

He crossed the threshold, went to the bear, stroked his paw and said softly:

- How did you sleep, a bear-flowing companion?

- What? .. - asked the bear.

- It's now your new name! Said the hare. - I thought all night: what would you call you? And finally came up with: a bear-friendly squeeze!

S. Kozlov "Such Tree"

Previously, birds walked in the forest. They sang, swinging on the branches, and the bear seemed that it was like the trees themselves were mashed by branches and sing.

- I will be a tree too! - said his bear siel.

And once came out at dawn on the clearing and began to wave all four paws and sing.

- What are you doing, a bear? - asked him squirrel.

- Don't you see? - offended by a bear. - swaying branches and sing ...

- Are you a tree? - Surprised squirrel.

- Sure! And what else?

- Why then do you run across the meadow? Have you ever seen the trees ran?

"It depends on what a tree ..." said the bear, looking at his shaggy paws. - And the tree with such legs, like me, may well run.

- And such a tree can also tumble too?

- And tumble! - said the bear cub.

And smoldering through the head.

- And then, if you do not believe, you can run by me, squirrel, and you will see what I am a good tree!

- Where are your birds? - asked squirrel.

- What other birds? ..

- Well, on every tree they live their birds! ..

Bear stopped waving his paws and thought: "Birds! .. And where will I take the birds?"

"Squirrel," he said, "Find for me, please, a little birds."

- What kind of bird will agree to live on a bear? - said squirrel.

- And you do not tell them that I am a bear. Tell them that I am a tree ...

"I'll try," Protein promised. And turned to the finch.

- Finch! - she said. - I have one familiar tree ... It knows how to run and tumble through the head. Will you see if you live a little on it?

- With pleasure! - said the chaff. - I have never lived on such a tree.

- Bear! - called squirrel. - Going here and stop waving the paws. Here the chapter agrees to live a little on you!

Bear ran up to the edge of the clearing, clogged, and the finch sat on his shoulder.

"Now I am a real tree!" - I thought the bear and snapped through the head.

- U-Liu-Liu-Liu! - Delivered a champion.

- U-Liu-Liu-Liu! - Friend of the bear and waved the paws.

Stories for the smallest

Stories for the smallest: How to choose books with stories for the little ones, to pay attention when reading, how to teach to understand books without pictures. Texts of stories for reading children 1-2 years.

Stories for the smallest: What and how to read for children 1-2 years

Choosing children's books in stores are now huge! And books - toys, and books - cutting in the form of different animals, cars, dolls, toys, textile books for the development of shallow motility, books - lacing, floating non-blown books for swimming, talking books, musical books, huge fat collections of poems and fairy tales For the smallest. And it is wonderful that from the very first years of life, the kid has the opportunity to get acquainted with beautiful and interesting children's books in all of their diversity.

But today we will talk about other books - traditional books with tents for kids. They are less popular than books with fairy tales or verses, but they really need young children! It is in the stories that the child gets closer to the outside world, with the life of people.

How to choose books with stories for the little ones?

First.For reading the smallest more suitable no fat collections of fairy tales or stories, but thin books with pictures.One book is one story in pictures, or a few short stories.

Second. Pictures in the book for children 1-2 years must be realistic. That is, in the illustrations in the book there should be no blue cows or hares with short ears and long tails. From the picture, the kid should get an accurate idea of \u200b\u200bthe world around, humor children of this age still do not understand! Illustrations are needed to clarify the ideas about the world, and not confuse the baby. Naturally, realistic does not make decorative details - let us recall, for example, illustrations to the fairy tales of the famous artist Yu. Vasnetsov.

The angle is very important, in which the hero of the story is depicted - all the characters of the story should be easily recognizable by a child in pictures.

Third. At an early stage of understanding of literature, the drawing represents the surrounding life for a child, which cannot be replaced by the word. therefore it is necessary that by the pictures the child could trace a step by step, what he is talking about (Recall the story of "Chicken" by K.I. Chukovsky).

For the littleest kids book with pictures - Live! They feed the painted horse, they smooth a kitty, talk to pictures and can even wait, "When the bird is flying" from the picture.

Fourth. It is very important that the first toddler books are beautiful. At an early age, children develop a beautiful understanding. They like beautiful clothes, beautifully decorated room, beautiful flowers or beautiful pictures. And they clearly give preference to beautiful subjects and books.

How to read stories the smallest: 4 simple rules

First. Stories can and need not only to read the book, but also to tell! And it is very important! What is the benefit of telling? In the event that in the case of telling your word is a "live word"!

When you tell the baby a simple story, a fairy tale, or a story, you look into your eyes, can take a pause if necessary, slow down the tempo speech, introduce a new intonation, you see the reaction of the baby to the story and you can take into account her. In addition, the child sees your face, emotion, the process of your speech.

Therefore, better previously get acquainted with the story, and then read it to the baby. If you are "tied" to the text and be bugged into it when reading, then the baby will start quickly distracted and lose interest.

Reading the story is our dialogue with a child about the book, but not a monologue kicked into the text of an adult.

Great when you know your favorite stories by heart and tell them simply from the soul at the right moment - without a book.

I have a card system with short stories and verses - they are always with you. And at the right moment you can always use them if you need to remember something.

Second. If you brought home a new book, you do not need to start reading it right away. First give the book to the baby in hand "Let him get acquainted with her, examines her, scrolls the pages, will consider pictures and play with them - feeds the horse, shares the impressions with you (it can be just exclamation, index gestures, intonation if the baby does not yet say).

After the first acquaintance with the book, consider pictures with the baby, tell the child what is drawn on them. At the same time, it is better to quote the words from the text of the story, which later the baby will hear when reading it. For example: "Masha Sledge. Misha Sledge. Sanki Toli. At Gali Sanki.
One dad without a sled "(according to the story of Y. Thai).
Pay attention to interesting or unusual details in the illustrations (clothes of heroes, objects in their hands, which is around them), consider them and name.

After the first acquaintance with the book, you can read the story of the baby. If you start reading a new book right away, then the children will not listen - they are drawn to the book, they want to take her in hand, want to overclock the pages, stroke the cover, begin to be distracted.

Third. At the age of 1 year 6 months to 2 years, it is very important to teach the baby to perceive the story without a visual support (i.e., without a picture or staging on the content of the story). Otherwise, the baby can not work out a very useful habit. This habit of waiting for toys and pronounce words only on this condition. If you do not teach the baby to listen to speech up to 2 years, then in the future the child with difficulty enters into the dialogue, constantly requires pictures, does not answer questions, does not perceive audio recordings or reading books without pictures, it is difficult to perceive speech on rumor without a visual support. Examples of stories for reading children without a visual support can be found below.

What stories can children understand without pictures?

• Up to 2 years The kids understand the story of adults about those events that occur at the moment of time or very well known to them.
• After 2 years The kids begin to understand without showing pictures of adult stories about those events that they are familiar with the past experience.
• A C. 2 years 6 months Children begin to understand without displaying pictures and stories of adults about those events that were not in their lives, but they are familiar with similar phenomena or with separate elements of the story of the story. Also from 2 years 6 months, a child can transfer the contents of a familiar fairy tale or story on issues (that is, can answer the questions of the adult in the content of the story).

Fourth. What to do first - watch the cartoon in the story or read the text of the story? First, I know the baby with a book - we consider illustrations, read the story. This is the base. And already later you can see the cartoon on a familiar book with stories. In the cartoon most often, the kid does not perceive the text, because Punched by flashing pictures.

Stories for kids 1-2 years

It is very important that in the text of the stories for kids were bright, expressive figurative words. As we lack them in modern speech! Let's turn to our heritage. These are the stories for the little ones, Konstantin Dmitrievich Ushinsky wrote. They can not only read the book, but also to tell when we familiarize children with animals. Stories are given in reducing - fragments are presented suitable for children 1-2 years.

Stories for small k.d. Ushinsky

Mouse. K.D. Ushinsky

Mouse gathered at their mink, old and small. They have black eyes, the paws are small, teeth, sulfur coats, ears upstairs sticking out, the tail on the ground is dragging.

Vaska. K.D. Ushinsky

Cattle-Kotok - Serious pubis. Gasya Vasya and Chiter: Velvet's paws, sharp claws. Vatuts have ears a bit, the mustache is long, a silk coat. The cat is caressing, wounded, the tail is wagging, the eyes closes, sings the song.

Cockerel with family. K.D. Ushinsky

Putschok walks around the court: a red scallop on his head, a red beard under his nose. Nose in Petit Choomb, Tail in Petit Koltsa; On the tail patterns, on the legs spurs. Paws Peter Pile raves, chickens with chickens convenes: "Body Hostess! Going with chickens, I brought the grains to you! "

Goat. K.D. Ushinsky

A furious goat is a shaggy, goes bearded, faithful to the face, the borodes shakes, knocks the hoofers: goes shoes, goats and goats calls.

Sow. K.D. Ushinsky

Sonya is not elegant: in the ground the nose rests on; mouth to the ears, and the ears like rags dangle; On each foot, four hooves, and goes - stumbles. The tail has a chamber with a screw, ridge hump, on a bristle ridge sticks out. She eats for three, gets fat for five.

Geese K.D. Ushinsky

The hostess came out and manit goes home: "Traction traction! Geese white, geese gray, go home! "

And the geese of the neck long stretched, the paws are spread, the wings are mashed, the noses open: "Giga! We do not want to go home! We are good here! "

Cow. K.D. Ushinsky

Nekrasiva cow, yes milk gives. The forehead is wide, ears on the parties, in the mouth of the teeth the teeth, but the face is big. She tears her herce, chewing chewing, sow drinks, might and roar, the hostess calls.

Eagle. K.D. Ushinsky

Eagle dear, the king to all birds. He is a nest on the rocks yes on old oaks; It flies high, sees far away. Nose in eagle sickle, claw crochet, wings are long; In the clouds, the eagle flies, prey from above looks out.

Woodpecker. K.D. Ushinsky

Knock-Knock! In the deaf forest, on the pine, black woodpecker carpets. The legs cling to, the tail rests on, he taps the nose, the turret yes the goat from the bark.

Fox Patriyevna. K.D. Ushinsky

In Kumushki-foxes, the teas of the island, a snap is thin, the ears on the top, the tail on the decelet, the fur coat is warm. Good Cuma is unfolded: fur fluffy, golden, on the chest vest, and on the neck of white tips. Lisa Tikhokhonko walks, the land is pronounced, as if it is bowed. Your fluffy tail is carefully; Root holes deep, many inputs in them and outputs; Loves chickens, spindles, not rabbit.

The following two stories are the stories of the 20th century. They are written in a very affordable language, and are understandable to babies even without pictures.

Stories for Little Ya Thai

Story Ya. Thai "Geese"

The grandmother in the collective farm had geese. They are sided. They were filled. They were talking to: "Ga-ha!" "Ga-ha!" "Yeah!" "Ga-ha!"
"Yeah!"
Nadia was afraid of them. She screamed:
-Babushka, geese! Grandma said:
-And you take a stick.
Nadia took a stick, yes how to get lazy on geese.
- Get out of here!
Gus turned and went away.
Nadia asked:
-What, frightened?
And Gus answered:
"Yeah!"

Story J. Thai "Train"

Everywhere snow. Masha Sledge. Misha Sledge. Sanki Toli. At Gali Sanki.
One dad without a sled.
He took Galina Sanki, closed to Toline, Tolinas - to Mishin, Mishina - to the car. The train turned out.
Misha shouts:
- Tu!
He is a driver.
Masha shouts:
- Your tickets!
She is a conductor.
And dad pulls for the rope and senses:
- Chuh-Chuh ... Chuh-Chuh ...
So he is a steam locomotive.

At the age of 1 year 6 months to 2 years it is very important to start teaching the child to listen to the stories without a visual support - that is, without displaying pictures on the content of the story, without drawing or showing toys. I made a selection of such stories for babies, understandable to them from the content itself. In a selection of stories grouped by the ages: from 1 year 9 months to 2 years, from 2 years to 2 years 6 months, from 2 years 6 months to 2 years 11 months.

Stories for children 1-2 years without display

We teach kids to listen and understand the speech without a visual support (that is, without pictures, scenes, showing items)

No display stories for children from 1 year 9 months to 2 years

Light and doggy (author - K.L. Pechora)

Light went for a walk, put on a hat, a clutch and went with legs - top top. And there is a dog barking: "Av-Av!". Do not be afraid, light, dog does not bite!

Who went to walk? Who did she meet?

Feeding a cat. Author - K.L. Pechora

The cat came home, meowes: "meow". It wants to eat. Mom poured a cat's milk and says: "On, kitty, drink milk!". And the cat drank milk.

- Who did I tell you?

- What did the kitty do?

- What did her mother give her?

Stories for children from 2 years to 2 years 6 months without display

Tanya will sleep. Author - K.L. Pechora

Tanya girl is tired. The whole day played. Mom said: Let's go Binky. On the bed I will put you. Song sleep. " Does not want Tanya to sleep Ay-Yai-Yai! All the guys are already sleeping. Tanya lay down on the crib. The eyes closed, and her mother sang a song: "Bai-Bai-Bay. Tanechka shaking. " Quieter, guys. Tanya sleeps.

You can repeat the story twice. Questions for the child to test the understanding of speech:
- About whom I told?
- What mother mood sang?
- Tanya does not want to sleep? Ah ah ah.
- Where did Mama put Tanya?
- Tanya fell asleep?

Ball. The author of the story - L.S. Slavina

There was a boy Peter. He had a dog a ball. Once called Peter's ball: "The ball, the ball, go here, I brought me meat." And there is no ball. I went to look for him. There is no ball anywhere: there is no in the garden, and there is no room. And the ball hid under the bed, and no one has seen it there.

Bed dolls. The author of the story - L.S. Slavina

There was a girl Galya, she had Katya doll. Galya played with a doll and sleeping her laid in the crib. Suddenly the bed broke down. Nowadays Kate sleep. I took the girl Galya hammer and nails and repaired the crib. There is now a cot doll.

Tanya and brother. The author of the story - L.S. Slavina

There was a girl Tanya. She had a little brother, a little boy. Gave mother to kids to eat, and herself left. Tanya lashed and began to play, and the little brother himself could not eat, he began to cry. Then Tanya took a spoon and fed the brother, and then they began to play together.

Boat. The author of the story - L.S. Slavina

There was a girl Natasha. Bought dad to her in the shop Shop. I took Natasha big pelvis, poured the water and put the ship to swim, and put a hare in the boat. Suddenly the ship turned over, and the bunny fell into the water. Natasha pulled a bunny out of the water, wiped it out and put her sleep.

Assistants. Status author - N. Kalinina

Sasha with Alesh helped tow the table. All sat down dining. Soup poured, and there is nothing. So helpers! The table was covered, but the spoons did not put.

Cube on a cube. Status author - Ya. Thai

Masha puts a cube on a cube, a cube on a cube, a cube on a cube. Built a high tower. Misha came running:
- Give the tower!
- I'm not giving it!
- Give at least a cube!
- One cube take!
Misha stretched out his hand - and to hug the lowest cube. And VMIG - Fuck-Tara-Rakh! - All Machine Tower Once-Va Lit!

River. Status author - Ya. Thai

Our Masha Kashi does not like, shouts: "I do not want! I do not want!" My mother took a spoon, he spent on the pit, turned out the walkway. Mom Momakor took, milk poured, got a river.
- Come on, Masha, a river drink, to the shore to eat.
I drank the entire river, all the shores ate, one plate remained.

Stories without displaying for children from 2 years 6 months to 2 years 11 months.

About the girl Katya and a small kitten.

The author of the story - V.V. Herbova

"Cathie went out. It came to the sandbox and began to make the kulichiki. Many baked kulichiki. Tired. I decided to relax and sat on the bench. Suddenly hears: meow-yu. The kitten meows: Thin so, complaints. "Kis-Kis-Kisa," Katya called. And from under the bench got a black fluffy lumpy. He took Katya Kitten on his arms, and he was coaling: Murra-Murr, Murra-Murr. Sel-sang and fell asleep. And Katya sits quietly, does not want a kitten to wake.
- I'm looking for you, ISHA! - said Grandma, approaching Kate. - What did you get sick?
- C-cc, - Katya put her finger to her lips and showed a sleeping kitten.
Then Katya with his grandmother went around all the neighbors to find out if someone had a little black kitten who was able to purr purr. But the kitten turned out to be none. And grandmother allowed Kate to take it home. "

Cunning shoes

Olenka has very cunning shoes. Only Olya shall be shared ... they are - once! .. And they put on the wrong leg.
Once, Olya looked at his shoes for a long time and strictly, brought up them. I looked - I looked and suddenly noticed that the shoe had only one cheek.
If you put the shoes with a brush to the shchychuk, they are not tranquitably put on that leg. Miracles and only!
And if the chemaches have a cheek from different sides - shoes will be put on right. You can check.
And the shoes at Olenki Schitra, but she reached them. Mom bought deer shoes with straps. Olya put them so that the straps turned out to be side. And ... DAC! ... for the straps with two hands immediately!
Olenka spread his hands to the sides and quietly put the shoes on the floor.
And the left shoe immediately on the left leg was made.
And the right shoe made on the right leg.
That's all the tricks!
The main thing is that the straps are next to the side!

I do not want me offended.

Today, a big red brick decided to leave us.
"I want," he said, "to be part of a large car or steamer." Part of a train or aircraft.
And I do not want the children to be offended by: Throw me to the floor, I had kick my legs like some ball. I do not like when I was thrown and kick me.
Big red brick I met near the front door. If you do not believe, look at yourself ...

Children are sledding. Author - K.L. Pechora

I'll tell you something now. About Girl Lena, Boy Vanya and their grandmother. Grandma told her grandchildren: "And now we will go for a walk." Lena and Vanya were delighted and ran to the corridor to dress. Grandma helped them put on a hat, warm shoes, a fur coat and mittens. It's cold outside! Children took Sanochka, sat down with a grandmother in the elevator and went to the street. On the courtyard sun. Snow white - white! Vanya and grandmother put Lena on the Santoshos and were lucky to ride. Then Lena and Vanya rode on sleds from the slide. Wow, how sledges rolled - quickly - quickly! How good and fun! Grandma said: "Here are the great, and did not fall." - "Grandma, and you can still ride off the slide?". - "You can, just hold on!". And they still ride with a slide.

Check out the understanding of the story on:
- Where did Lena and Vanya go?
- Who did children go for a walk?
- What did they take with them?
- What did you do on the street?
- What did Grandma say?

Some of the favorite books are the smallest - these are stories in pictures. Below I will give the texts of several classic stories for kids in pictures.

Children's books with stories and fairy tales in pictures

Story in pictures. K.i Chukovsky chick

"He lived in the light of the chicken. He was small - this is like that!
But he thought he was very big, and it was important to go asleep her head - like that!
And he had a mother. Mom loved him very much. Mom was - that's this!
Mom fed his worms. And these worms were - these are!
Once the black cat flew to Mom and drove it from the courtyard. And the cat was - this is like that!
The chicken remained at the fence alone. Suddenly he sees: the beautiful big rooster took off to the fence, stretched the neck - like this! - And the throat shouted:
- ka-ka-re-ku! - And importantly looked around. - I am not deleting, I'm not well done!
Chickly liked this very much. He also pulled the neck - like this! - And that was the power of the power:
- Pi-Pi-Pi! I am also delets! I am also well done!
But stumbled and slammed in the puddle - like this! A frog was sitting in a puddle. She saw him and laughed:
- ha ha ha! Ha ha ha! Far to you to the rooster!
And there was a frog - that's this!
Here mother ran to the chick. She regretted and climbed him - like that! "

Stories in pictures for the little on E. Charushina

Hen. E. Charushin

Walked chicken with chickens in the yard. Suddenly the rain went. The chicken soon sat down, all the features spread and scratching: "Qui-qua-qui-quive"! - That means: hitch soon. And all the chickens climbed to her under the wings, buried into her warm feathers. Who exactly
He hid, who only have legs are visible, who has a head sticking out, and who only looks out of the eyes.
And two chicken did not obey their mom and did not hide. Stand, frigate and surprised: what is it like a head on the head?

Dog. E. Charushin

The ball of fur coat is thick, warm, - he runs all winter in the cold. And his house without a stove is just a dog booth, and there is a straw, and he is not cold. The ball barks, good wakes, evil people and the thieves into the yard is not allowed, - for it all love him and feed feed.

Cat. E. Charushin

This is a cat Maruska. She caught the Mouse in Chulana, for this her hostess lurishes fed. Maruska sits on a matted rug, satisfied. Singles sings - purr, and her kites are small - it is uninteresting to purr. He plays with himself - he catches himself for his tail, snorted, affectionate, stray.

Ram. E. Charushin

Wow, krunya yes soft! This is a good ram, not simple. This ram is thick, the hair is thin - thin; From his wool, the mittens knitting well, sweatshirts, stockings, socks, all the clothes can weaken and the felt boots. And everything will be warm - pretty.

Goat. E. Charushin

Going a goat down the street, go home in a hurry. At home, her mistress feeds and move. And if the hostess is settled, the goat herself to himself. In the Seine, the broom will seek, in the kitchen bread grab, in the garden, seedlings will eat, in the garden of a bark with an apple tree cutting down. This is what a stupid, mischievous! And the goat's milk is tasty, perhaps, even tastier cow.

Pig. E. Charushin

Here is Havronia - Beauty - all Mazan - Varzanana, was breaking in the mud, the puddle got down, all the sides and a stall with a patch in the mud.
- Look, Javronyushka, in the river rinse, mudfish. And then in the pigsty run, there you will be lit and clean, you will be clean, you will be clean as the cucumber.
"Hrew-Hrew," says.
"I don't want," says.
- I am pleasant here!

Turkey. E. Charushin

In the yard, the turkey walks, sneaked like a ball, and on everyone angry. Wings on the ground, the furrow and the tail turned widely. And the guys went by and let's tease him:
Hey, India, India, show!
India, walk around the yard!
He poured even more yes how it fences:
- A-bu-bu-boo boo!
Here is what a bolt damp!

Duck. E. Charushin

The duck on the pond dives, bathes, go through his tricks with a beak. Pyryshko puts the tricks to smoothly lay. Will be wrapped, it will be cleaned, in the water, as in the mirror, it looks - that's what good is good! And crushes:
- Varya-Varya-Kry!

Bear. E. Charushin

A bear sits - a sweet tooth, eats raspberry.
Chakayt, urchit, smacks. Not one berry disrupts, and the whole bush is completely covered - some bare twigs remain.
Well, the greedy you, a bear! Well, voracious!
Look, you smoke - the stomach will burn!

A few more fairy tales and tents for the smallest of classical children's literature.

How the pig has learned to speak. L. Panteleev

Once I saw the one very little girl taught a piglet
speak. The piglets caught her very clever and obedient, but for some reason
He did not want to speak humanly. And the girl, no matter how hard -
She did not come out.
She, I remember, says:
- Piggy, tell me: "Mom"!
And he in response to her:
- Hrew-Hrew.
She told him:
- Piglets, tell me: "Dad"!
And he is:
- Hrew-Hrew!
She is:
- Say: "Tree"!
And he:
- Hrew-Hrew.
- Say: "Flower"!
And he:
- Hrew-Hrew.
- Say: "Hello"!
And he:
- Hrew-Hrew.
- Say: "Goodbye!"
And he:
- Hrew-Hrew.
I watched, looked, listened, listened, it was a pity and a piglery and
Girl. I say:
- You know what, Bolklushka, you would still do something easier
to tell. But then he is still small, it is difficult for him such words to say.
She says:
- What's simpler? What word?
- Well, ask him, for example, to say: "Hrew-Hrew".
The girl thought a little and says:
- Piglets, tell me, please: "Hrew-Khrew"!
The pig looked at her and says:
- Hrew-Hrew!
The girl was surprised, gladly got into his hands.
- Well, "says," finally! He learned!

Chicken and duckling. V. Suteev

I got drunk from the egg.
- I got out! - he said.
"I, too," Chickens said.

"I want to be friends with you," said the duckling.
"I, too," Chickens said.

"I'm going to walk," said the duckling.
"I, too," Chickens said.

"I'm a swarm," said the dunnok.
"I, too," Chickens said.

"I found a worm," said the duckling.
"I, too," Chickens said.

"I caught a butterfly," said the dunnok.
"I, too," Chickens said.

"I'm not afraid of a frog," said the duckling.
"I'm ... too ..." whispered chicken.

"I want to swim," said the duckling.
"I, too," Chickens said.

"I swim," said the duckling.
- I, too! - shouted the chicken.

- Save! ..
- Hold on! - shouted the duckle.
"Bul-Bul-Bhul ..." said Chickens.

Pulled the chickel duckly.

"I am going to swim still," said the duckling.
"And I'm not," said the chicken.

Donald Bisset. Ga-ga-ha (from 2 years old)

He lived in the light of the Guslinok, named William. But the mother called him always Willy.
- Walk time, Willy! - Mom told him. - Call the rest, ha-ga-ha!
Willy loved Gagapack very much, racing everyone for a walk.
- Gray-ga! Ga-ga-ha! Ga-ga-ha! Ga-ga-ha! - So he sang all the way.
Once on a walk he met the kitten. Cute black kitten with white front legs. Willy he really liked.
- Gray-ga! He said the kitten. - Gray-ga!
- Meow! - answered the kitten.
Willy was surprised. What does "meow" mean? He always thought that cats, like geese, say "ha-ha-ha!"

He went further. Tedded on the road herbs. The day was wonderful. The sun was shining, and sang birds.
- Gray-ga! - Sang Willy.
- WOF WOF! - replied the dog that fled on the road.
- And-go! - said the horse.
- N-but! - shouted his horse's milk skit.

Poor Willie did not understand a word. Passed by the farmer and shouted Willy:
- Hi, holstery!
- Gray-ga! - Willy replied.

Then the children ran. One boy ran to Willy and shouted:
- Kysh!
Willy upset. He even dry in his throat.
- I know that I am just a holstery. But why scream to me "Kyszy"?

In a pond, he saw a goldfish, but on all his "Ga-ga-ha", the fish was only a ponytail and did not say a word.
Willy went further and met a herd of cows.
- Mu-U-y! - said cows. - Mu-U-U-U-y!

"Well, at least someone would tell me" Ga-ga-ha "," Willy thought. - Do not even talk to anyone. Here is a boredom! "
- Zhzhzhzhzhzhzh! - Friendly bee.
Pigeons stuck, the ducks are riveted, and the crows are a karkal, sitting on the tops of the trees. And no one, no one told him "ha-ga-ha"!

Poor Willy even cried, and the tears ran out from the beak on his pretty red paws.
- Gray-ga! - sobbed Willy.
And suddenly from afar, the native "ha-ha-ha" was heard.
And then a car appeared on the road.
- Gray-ga! - said the car. All English cars say "Gray-ha-ha", and not at all "BBB."
- Gray-ga! - York was delighted.
- Gray-ga! - said the car and drove past.
Willy Eye could not tear off the car. He felt herself with the happiest Gusnik in the world.
- Gray-ga! - repeated the car and disappeared behind the turn.
- Gray-ga! - shouted him after Willy.

Cheslav Yangchansky. The adventures of the Bears - Earshati (stories for children from 2 years and older)

I will give an example of several stories from this wonderful children's book for kids.

In the shop

It was in the store toys. Plush bears were sitting on the shelves.
There was one teddy bear among them, which has long been sitting in its corner.
Other bears have already come to the guys and went out with a smile on the street. And on this the bear nobody paid attention, maybe because he was sitting in a corner.

With every day, the bear was upset more and more: he had no one to play with. And from grieving one ear of him dug.
"It's not a misfortune," Mishka consoled himself. "If a fairy tale flies into one ear now, then from another ear will not crash." The disgusting is not allowed. "

Once the Teddy detected a red umbrella on his shelf. Grabbed it in the paws, opened and jumped down. And then got quietly from the store. At first he was frightened, there was a lot of people on the face. But when he met two guys, Zosya and Yatek, fear of him passed. Guys smiled at Mishke. What a smile was!
- Who are you looking for a bear? - asked the guys.
- I'm looking for guys.
- Come with us.
- Let's go! - Girl was delighted.
And they stumbled together.

Friends

In front of the house where Yatek and Zosya lived, there was a courtyard. The main thing in this courtyard was a dog circle. And then there was still a red cockerel.
When the bear came out for the first time to walk into the courtyard, then he immediately jumped the circles. And then came the cockerel.
- Hello! - said the bear cub.
- Hello! - They said to him in response. - We saw how you came with the Yarce and Zose. And why did you have an ear dropped? Listen, what's your name?
Mishka told what happened to the eye. And very upset. Because he had no name.
"Don't worry," the circles told him. - And then the other will turn away. We will call you ears. Mishka Eashadic. I agree?
Mishka named very much. He slammed his paws and said:
- Now I'm a bear ears!

Bear, Bear, Meet, This is our bunny.
Bunny hip grass.
But the bear saw only two long ear. And then a face that worked funny. Bunny frightened bears, jumped and disappeared behind the fence.
But then he became ashamed and he returned.
"In vain, bunks, bunny," the circles told him. - Meet our new friend. His name is Bear ears.
Eashastik looked at the long fluffy bunny ears and sighed, thinking about his drunken ear.

Suddenly the bunny said:

Teddy bear, what is your beautiful ear ...

I also rave

At night there was a rain.
- Look. Eashastik, - said Zosya, - after the rain everything was grown. Radish on Groke, grass, and weeds too ...
She looked at the ears on the grass, woven, shook his head. And then he began to tumble in the grass. I did not even notice how the tuchka came and closed the sun. I went rain, the teddy bear sensed and set aside to the house.
And then suddenly thought: "If the rain, it means that everything will grow again. Stay in the yard. Growing and I will be with a large forest bear. "
So stayed, standing in the middle of the courtyard.
- Kva-kva-kva, - heard near.
"This is a frog," said ears, "right, also wants to grow up."
May rain short.

Again, the sun shone, the birds stuck, and the silver droplets were spurled on the leaves.
Mishka Eashastik began on chick and shouted:
- Zosya, Zosya, I grew up!
"Kva-kva-kva-kva, ha ha ha," the frog said. - Well, you're funny, Teddy bear. Not at all you grew, you're just a mellow.

Stories for the smallest Very different, but they are all kind, merry, filled with love for children and to life and interesting. I wish you pleasant minutes of communication with amazing children's writers and artists, new discoveries and achieve new steps in the development of your kids :).

Finish the article I want to say Lev Tokmakov on how to distinguish a real children's book from other books:

"In the present, created by the big master of the children's book there is always something that resolutely raises it over everyday life, it takes out of the obligatory number of those accompanying the earliest childhood. Diaper, apple puree, tricycle - everything gradually goes to never return. AND only a children's book is given to a person for life. "

More about educational games and classes for the smallest you can read:

What are the pyramids, how to choose them, how to teach the child to collect a toy, 15 ideas for classes.

Poems for awakening, feeding, dressing, games, laying sleeping, bathing.

Russian folk fairy tale "Teremok"

It is in the field of teremok teremok.

It is not low, not high, not high.

It runs past Mouse-Norushka. I saw teremok, stopped and asked:

- Who, who lives in Teremchka?

Who, who lives in low?

No one responds.

The mouse entered the teremok and began to live in it.

Specked to Terem a frog-cuckoo and asks:

- I, Mouse-norushka! And who are you?

- And I'm a frog-cuckoo.

- Come to me live!

The frog jumped into teremok. They began to live together.

Run past a bunny-shooter. Stopped and asked:

- Who, who lives in Teremchka? Who, who lives in low?

- I, Mouse-Nomushka!

- I, frog-cuckoo. And who are you?

- And I am a bunny-shooter.

- Go to us live!

Hare Skok in Teremok! They began to live threesome.

There is a fox-sister. Knocked into the window and asks:

- Who, who lives in Teremchka?

Who, who lives in low?

- I, Mouse-norushka.

- I, frog-cuckoo.

- I, bunny-shooter. And who are you?

- And I'm chanterelle sister.

- Go to us live!

Changer climbed in teremok. They began to live fourwise.

The wolf came running - gray barrel, looked at the door and asked:

- Who, who lives in Teremchka?

Who, who lives in low?

- I, Mouse-norushka.

- I, frog-cuckoo.

- I, bunny-shooter.

- I, chantech-sister. And who are you?

- And I am a wolf - gray barrel.

- Go to us live!

Wolf and got into teremok. They began to live in fist.

Here they all live in Teremka, sing songs.

Suddenly there is a clump bear past. I saw the Bear of Teremok, he heard the songs, stopped and bored for all:

- Who, who lives in Teremchka?

Who, who lives in low?

- I, Mouse-norushka.

- I, frog-cuckoo.

- I, bunny-shooter.

- I, chantech-sister.

- I, top - gray barrel. And who are you?

- And I am a clip bear.

- Go to us live!

Bear and climbed in teremok.

Les-Les, Les-Les - could not fit and says:

- I'd better live on your roof.

- Yes, you give us away!

- No, I will not give up.

- Well, forget! Wlown bear on the roof.

Only sat down - fuck! - crushed teremok. Shrew the teremok, fell a side and all collapsed.

I barely managed to jump out of it:

mouse-norushka,

frog-cuckoo

bunny-shooter,

fox-sister,

the top is gray barrel, all intake and unharmed.

They began to wear a brica, saw the boards - a new teremok build. Better former built!

Russian folk fairy tale "Kolobok"

There were an old man with an old woman. So asks the old man:

- Cook me, old, bun.

- Yes, from what bake something? No flour.

- Eh, old woman! On the barn, they feel sowed on the borders - so it will go.

The old woman did it: I walked two flour on the scarf, kneading the dough on sour cream, rolled the bun, squeezed it in oil and put it on the window.

I got tired of a bangkey: he rolled off the window on the bench, from the shop on the floor - yes to the door, jump through the threshold in the seni, from it on her porch, from the porch to the courtyard, and there and the gate, further and further.

Rolling a bun on the road, and towards him hare:

"No, you don't eat me, oblique, and better listen to what I sleep to you."

The hunger of the ears raised, and the bunkelock was singing:

- I am a kolobok, a bun!

On the barn

Scraped on bubkes

On sour cream bumps,

In the stove of Sazhen,

On the window booed

I left my grandfather

I left my grandmother,

From you, hare,

Do not sce go.

Rolls a bun on a path in the forest, and towards him a gray wolf:

- Kolobok, Kolobok! I will eat you!

- Do not eat me, gray wolf, I'll sleep a song to you.

And bunkelocks:

- I am a kolobok, a bun!

On the barn

Scraped on bubkes

On sour cream bumps,

In the stove of Sazhen,

On the window booed

I left my grandfather

I left my grandmother,

I left the hare.

From you, wolf,

A bunker rolling over the forest, and the bear comes to meet him, the brush is breaking, the bushes to the ground neut.

- Kolobok, Kolobok, I eat you!

- Well, where you, Kosolapoy, eat me! Listen to my song better.

Kolobok soldered, and Misha and ears will be forces.

- I am a kolobok, a bun!

On the barn

Scraped on bubkes

On sour cream bumps.

In the stove of Sazhen,

On the window booed

I left my grandfather

I left my grandmother,

I went from the hare,

I left the wolf,

From you, bear,

Halong to leave.

And rolled Kolobok - the bear just watched him.

Rod rolls, and to meet him Lisa: - Hello, bun! What kind of fitting, rumbling!

Kolobok is glad that he was praised, and for sang his song, and Lisa listens and even closer sneaks.

- I am a kolobok, a bun!

On the barn

Scraped on bubkes

On sour cream bumps.

In the stove of Sazhen,

On the window booed

I left my grandfather

I left my grandmother,

I went from the hare,

I left the wolf,

From the bear gone

From you, fox,

Do not sce go.

- Nice song! - Lisa said. - Yes, it is a misfortune, a dove that is old, I began to hear badly. Sit down to me on the muzzle Yes, it is still sudden.

Kolobok was delighted that his songs ku praised, jumped fox on the face and sank:

- I am a kolobok, a bun! ..

And fox him - am! - And ate.

Russian folk fairy tale "Three Bear"

One girl left home to the forest. In the forest she lost and began to look home, but did not find, but came to the forest to the house.

The door was removed: she looked at the door, sees - there is no one in the house - and entered.

Three bears lived in this house.

One Bear was a father, called Mikhail Ivanch. He was big and shaggy.

Another was a bear. She was smaller and called her Nastasya Petrovna.

The third was a little bearish, and called His Mishutka. The bears were not at home, they went to walk through the forest.

There were two rooms in the house: one dining room, another bedroom. The girl entered the dining room and saw three cups on the table with a praise. The first cup, very big, was Mikhail Ivanovchev. The second cup, smaller, was Nastasya Petrovnina; The third, the cinema cup was Misheutkina.

Beam each cup was lying a spoon: large, medium and small. The girl took the largest spoon and a hop of the biggest cup; Then he took a middle spoon and the middle cup of the middle cup; Then he took a small spoon and a fudgest from a blue cup, and Mishetkina Pravyubka seemed better to her.

The girl wanted to sit down and sees three stools from a hundred La: one big - Mikhail Ivanchev, another smaller - Nastasya Petrovnin and the third small, with a blue pad - Misutkin. She climbed into a large chair and fell; Then he sat on the middle chair - it was embarrassed on it; Then I sat on a little chair and laughed - it was good. She took a blue cup on his knees and began to eat. Has all the worshipers and began to swing on the chair.

The chair broke, and she fell to the floor. She got up, raised his chairs and went to another doors.

There were three beds; One big - Mikhail Ivanacheva, the other average - Nastasya Petrovna, and the third little one - Misheutkina. The girl fell into a big way - she was too spacious; went into the middle - it was too high; Lit in a small one - the crib came to her just fit, and she fell asleep.

And the bears came home hungry and wanted to dine.

Big Bear took her cup, looked and roared a terrible voice: - Who was bread in my cup? Nastasya Petrovna looked his cup and buried not so loudly:

- Who was bread in my cup?

And Mishutka saw his empty cup and shed a thin voice:

- Who was bread in my cup and all you were bread?

Mikhailo Ivanovich looked at his chair and buried a terrible voice:

Nastasya Petrovna looked at her chair and buried not so loudly:

- Who sat on my chair and moved him off his place?

Mishutka saw his chairs and about the scene:

- Who sat on my chair and broke it?

Bears came to another doors.

- Who fell into my bed and crumpled it? - Mikhailo Ivanovy called a terrible voice.

- Who fell into my bed and crumpled it? - I buried Nastasya Petrovna is not so loud.

And Mishanta put the bench, on climbing in his crib and shed a thin voice:

- Who fell into my bed? ..

And suddenly he saw the girl and lung up as if it was cut:

- Here she is! Hold! Hold! Here she is! Ai-I-Yai! Hold!

He wanted to bite her. The girl opened his eyes, saw bears and rushed to the window. The window was open, she jumped out the window and ran away. And the bears did not catch up it.

Russian folk fairy tale "Zayushkina Hug"

Lived, there were fox yes hare. In the fox, the hut is ice, and at the hare - Lubyana. Here is a fox and tease hare:

- My hut is bright, and you have a dark! I have a bright, and you have a dark!

Summer came, the fox melted the hut.

Fox and asks for a hare:

- Let me, hack, even though on the courtyard to myself!

- No, leisure, not in the forest: why did you tease?

Fox became fox to kill. Hare and let her go to the courtyard.

On another day, Lisa asks again:

- Let me, hack, on the porch.

I wondered, stacked Lisa, agreed the hare and let the fox on the porch.

On the third day, Lisa asks:

- Let me, hack, in the hut.

- No, not Mattail: why did you tease?

She asked, she asked, the hare was let her in the hut. Fox sits on a bench, and bunny - on the oven.

For the fourth day, Lisa asks:

- Zainka, Zainka, let me on the stove to myself!

- No, not Mattail: why did you tease?

She asked, asked Lisa and screamed - she launched her hare and to the stove.

Passed the day, the other was the fox hare from the hut to chant:

- Stay won, oblique. I do not want to live with you!

So kicked out.

The hare sits and crying, flaruse, the legs of tears wipes.

Run past dogs:

- Toffee, etc., etc. What, Zainka, cry?

- How don't I cry? I had a lubyan's hut, and the fox is ice. Spring came, the hut in the fox melted. Lisa asked for me and I was kicked out.

"Don't cry, bunny," they say dogs. "We will fade it."

- No, do not voluntarily!

- No, will be fused! Approached the hut:

- Toffee, etc., etc. Go, fox, won! And she is with the furnace:

- how to jump out

How to emphasize -

Globes will go

On the Vuls!

Dogs were frightened and ran away.

Again sits bunny and crying.

Wolf goes past:

- What about, Zainka, cry?

- How don't I cry, gray wolf? I had a lubyan's hut, and the fox is ice. Spring came, the hut in the fox melted. Lisa asked for me and I was kicked out.

"Don't cry, bunny," says the wolf, "So I will save her."

- No, you will not fade. Dogs driven - not kicked out, and you will not be expelled.

- No, I will save.

- Wyya ... Wyat ... Stay, Fox, Won!

And she from the furnace:

- how to jump out

How to emphasize -

Globes will go

On the Vuls!

The wolf was frightened and ran away.

Here the hare is sitting and crying again.

There is an old bear.

- What are you, Zainka, cry?

- How do I, Medved, do not cry? I had a lubyan's hut, and the fox is ice. Spring came, the hut in the fox melted. Lisa asked for me and I was kicked out.

"Don't cry, bunny," says the bear, "I will save her."

- No, you will not fade. Dogs challenged, chased - did not kicked out, gray wolf driven, challenged - did not drive out. And you do not campaign.

- No, I will save.

I went a bear to the hut and buried:

- Rrrr ... RDR ... Stay, Fox, Won!

And she from the furnace:

- how to jump out

How to emphasize -

Globes will go

On the Vuls!

The bear was frightened and gone.

Again sits the hare and crying.

Going a rooster, carries a braid.

- ka-ka-re-ku! Zainka, what are you crying about?

- How can I, Peten, do not cry? I had a lubyan's hut, and the fox is ice. Spring came, the hut in the fox melted. Lisa asked for me and I was kicked out.

- Do not burn, Zainka, I will chase you fox.

- No, you will not fade. Dogs chalked - they did not kicked out, gray wolf drive, chased - did not drive, the old bear chased, chalked - did not kill. And you will not be promoting.

- No, I will save.

Went cock to the hut:

- ka-ka-re-ku!

I go on my feet

In red boots,

Carry a braid on the shoulders:

I want a fox,

Gone, fox, with a furnace!

Fox assisted, frightened and says:

- Dress up ...

Rooster again:

- ka-ka-re-ku!

I go on my feet

In red boots,

Carry a braid on the shoulders:

I want a fox,

Gone, fox, with a furnace!

And Fox says:

- I put on a fur coat ...

Rooster for the third time:

- ka-ka-re-ku!

I go on my feet

In red boots,

Carry a braid on the shoulders:

I want a fox,

Gone, fox, with a furnace!

Fox frightened, jumped off the oven - yes run.

And the hack with a rooster began to live yes to live.

Russian folk fairy tale "Masha and the Bear"

Lived, grandfather da grandmother. They had granddaughter Masha.

Girlfriends gathered in the forest - on the mushrooms and the berries. Came to call with me and Masha.

"Grandpa, Grandma," says Masha, "let me go to the forest with girlfriends!"

Grandfather with grandmother answer:

- Go, just look from girlfriends do not fall behind - they will not get lost.

Girls came to the forest, began to collect mushrooms and berries. Here is Masha - a church behind a tree, a bustard for a bush - and left far, far from the girlfriends.

She began to kill him, began to call them. And do not hear girlfriends, do not respond.

She went, Masha went through the forest - completely lost.

She came to the wildest, in the very cable. She sees - stands the hut. Shoot Masha on the door - do not answer. Thick La She is the door, the door and opened.

Masha entered the hut, sat down at the window on the shop. Sat down and thinks:

"Who lives here? Why not visible anyone? .. "

And in that hut he lived in great honey. Only it was not at home: he walked through the forest. I returned in the evening the bear, I saw Masha, delighted.

"Yeah," says, "now I will not let you go! You will live with me. You will turn the stove, you will cook porridge, feeding me to feed.

Irew Masha, I got sick, but nothing can be done. She began to live at the bear in the hut.

Bear will go to the forest for a whole day, and Mashenka punishes anywhere without him from the hut.

"And if you leave," says, "I'll catch everything and then eat!

It became Masha think like her from honey leading to escape. Around the forest, which way to go - does not know, ask no one else ...

She thought she thought and invented.

The bear comes from the forest, and Masha and tells him:

- Bear, bear, let me go to the village in the village: I grandmother and grandfather of the hotels demolish.

"No," says the bear, "you get lost in the forest." Come on the hotel, I will assume them!

And Masha Togo and it is necessary!

She kicked the pies, got a big-premonish box and says the bear:

- Here, look: I will put pies in this box, and you take their grandfather and grandmother. Yes, remember: do not open the box on the way, do not take pies. I walve on the oak, I'll follow you!

"Okay," Bear replies, "Come on the box!"

Masha says:

- Go to the porch, see if it is not the rain!

Only the bear came out on the porch, Masha now climbed into the box, and he put a dish with his head with pies.

A bear returned, sees - the box is ready. Hanging him on his back and went to the village.

There is a bear between the Christmas trees, the bear wanders between the birks, goes down in the arms, rises on the hillock. She chewed, tired and says:

And Masha from the box:

- See see!

Carrying grandmother, carry grandfather!

- Chek what's the eye, "says honey," he sees everything!

- Sadie on Pozook, eat a pobe!

And Mashenka from the box again:

- See see!

Do not sit on Pozook, do not eat a pate!

Carrying grandmother, carry grandfather!

The bear was surprised.

- That's what a tricky! High sits far away!

I got up and went rather.

Came to the village, found a house where he lived with a grandmother, and let's struggle to knock on the gate:

- Knock-Knock! Dispi, open! I brought you from Mashenka hotels.

And the dogs pulled the bear and rushed to him. From all the courtyards run, bark.

A bear was frightened, put a box at the gate and put into the forest without looking back.

- What is it in the box? - Says Grandma.

And grandfather raised the lid, looking and his eyes do not believe: in the box, Masha sits - Livingly and healthy.

Grandfather dared dabshemia. Steel Masha hugging, kissing, call, call.

Russian folk fairy tale "Wolf and Kozdy"

There was a goat with goats. A goat went to the forest eating a silk grass, drinking water to the water. As soon as it goes, the goats are driving the hut and do not go anywhere.

The goat grows, knock on the door and drown:

- Goats, children!

Saved, opened!

Milk runs to skill.

From the smoothing of a hoofer,

From the kid in cheese earth!

Goats will get the door and put the mother. She feeds them, move and again goes into the forest, and the goat will turn firmly firmly.

The wolf overheard how the goat sings.

Once the goat gone, the wolf ran to the hut and shouted with a thick voice:

- You, deubs!

You, goats!

Dried up

Discharge

Your mother came,

Milk brought.

Full wovers water!

The goat answer him:

The wolf has nothing to do. He went to the forge and told her throat to throw to sing a tonight voice. The blacksmith heard his throat. The wolf ran to the hut and hid behind the bush.

Here comes the goat and knocks:

- Goats, children!

Saved, opened!

Your mother came - milk brought;

Milk is running

From the smoothing of a hoofer,

From the kid in cheese earth!

The goat was let the mother and let's raise, as a wolf came, wanted to eat them.

The goat fed, drove away and severely punished:

"Who will come to the hut, will be asked to a thick voice, so it will not wake up everything that I hurt you, do not answer the door, do not let anyone.

Only went the goat - the wolf again shares for the hut, knocked and began to cause a tonya voice:

- Goats, children!

Saved, opened!

Your mother came - milk brought;

Milk is running

From the smoothing of a hoofer,

From the kid in cheese earth!

The goats took the door, the wolf rushed to the hut and ate all the goats. Only one goats shores in the stove.

The goat comes. No matter how much called, nor listed - no one answers her. She sees - the door is turned out. He ran into the hut - there is no one. Looked in the oven and found one goat.

As the goat learned about his misfortune, how she was on a shop - began to grieve, bitterly crying:

- Oh, you, my deubs, kids!

What unlocked, wept,

Did you get an evil wolf?

He heard this wolf, enters the hut and says the goat:

- What are you sinful to me, Cuma? I didn't eat your goat. Fully grieving, let's go better in the forest, take a walk.

They went to the forest, and in the forest there was a pit, and in the pit burned the fire.

Goat and says Wolf:

- Come on, wolf, let's try, who will jum down through the pit?

They began to jump. The goat jumped over, and the wolf jumped and fell into a hot pit.

Pubohu buzzed from the fire, the goat came out from there, everyone is alive, yes - jumping to the mother!

And they began to live-wait still.

Books for children 3 - 4 years. List of the best fairy tales and poems of Russian authors

11. N. Dilatics "The Adventures of Gray Malamysh" (Labyrinth, Ozon., My-Shop.)

A book about a small, but brave mouse that first got out of my mink and went in search of mom. What redirect he just did not get, but she coped with all the tests worthy. The fairy tale is very dynamic and emotional. And although it is quite long, read literally in one breath. I think this is largely achieved thanks to a very rhythmic and perky syllable of Natalia dilatorskaya.

All the literary advantages of the book adds magnificent decoration - in the book there are a lot of step-by-step illustrations that help the baby catch the plot.

12. B. Skod "Kit and Cat" (Labyrinth, Ozon., My-Shop.)

I do not know if it makes sense to assess the classics, in my opinion, she simply should have every child in an approach always have where to laugh and what to discuss with the child. For reading after three years - the most. The baby will already be able to evaluate the subtle humor, and somewhere even the author's sarcasm.

In this book, by the way, not only the poems of origin, but also three of his fairy tales in prose, which are rarely found in other collections.

13. B. Skod "Ma-Tari-Kari" (Labyrinth, Ozon., My-Shop.)

Another well-known story of an approach, which in the previous collection, unfortunately, no, but which in the children's library is very useful. From "Ma-Tari-kari", the baby will immediately have two useful thoughts at once - it is necessary to regularly brush the teeth and can not be laughed at a stranger unfortunate.

The first reaction from my daughter on the crocodile torment with sick teeth was about the same as the characters of the book - a fracture of this villain. But then the wise and brave bird of Ma-Kari integrally explained that each of us needs help, and made good can transform any villain.

Specifically in this edition I did not really like the layout. On some pages only pictures, on others - only text. Read with the child is not very convenient. In general, the book is beautifully decorated.

14. V. Oseev "Blue Leaves" (Labyrinth, Ozon., My-Shop.)

"Blue leaves" for me is a kind of greeting from Soviet times. All, ranging from children's clothes in pictures, and ending with the principles of education, reminds here about our childhood. Having received the book, I even got worried a little, prepared for the fact that now we will again be in strict form to teach about how to respect the elders, etc. However, the impression of the book remains extremely positive. Yes, the morality, of course, is slightly present. But there are no social and bore in it. Easy, briefly, understandable, on the example of ordinary everyday situations Valentina Oseev talks about what you need to go through friendship, tell the truth, to give a faithful assessment to your actions.

Surprisingly, as in such short stories, Osev accommodates so many emotions. Literally a few phrases, she describes a very bright picture and a whole range of feelings. Some stories touched to the depths of the soul and can serve as an excellent reason to discuss with the child.

15. A. Timofeevsky "Cheerful Geometry" (Labyrinth, Ozon., My-Shop.)

"Cheerful geometry" is simple, understandable and perky poems not only about geometric bodies and figures, but also about such concepts as a long-short, wide-narrow, left-right, etc. As they say, just about difficult. Judge for yourself. Here is our favorite rhyme about the concepts far or close:

I have two granny:

Baba Paradise, Baba Julia.

To see Babu Paradise,

Need to go on the tram,

And then on foot in the park,

And then roll under the arch -

Go hard

In general, very long away.

Highly close - Baba Julia.

Here, in front of me on a chair.

Well, in conclusion, I want to briefly mention several thin little books that deserve attention.

16. A.S. Pushkin "At Lukomorye Oak Green" (Labyrinth, Ozon., My-Shop.)

Perhaps without comment. Each child must have a book in the illustrations of the book.