Fairy tale for a little girl
her name is Natella-Gabriella,
before that she is wonderful and sweet,
as if she herself was created from a fairy tale,
of the kindest and most magical.

Dedicated to my sons - Vladimir and Vsevolod with love and tenderness.

In the Big- big forest there lived a little bunny, pretty, soft, fluffy. The bunny loved to run and jump, and no one scolded him for it. Mom-hare and dad-hare were only happy about what a wonderful son they have growing up: dexterous, fast, cheerful. A friendly hare family lived next to a tall, tall cedar, in a warm, cozy mink.
The little bunny was friends with little squirrels, they jumped from branch to branch and could climb high, high, under the very sky. The little bunny watched the squirrels jump from branch to branch, and he also wanted to go upstairs, to where the old big cedar reaches the top of the blue sky.
Once, the little squirrels whispered among themselves for a long time on the largest branch, they even made a little noise, and the squirrel mother made a remark to them:
- Quiet down, guys, you will wake up the whole forest, they will think something has happened, they will come running for help, it will turn out ugly!
- Well, mommy, we'll be quieter, - the little squirrels answered, and briskly went down to the little hare. They whispered something in his ear, the little bunny nodded happily. And then the little squirrels grabbed him by his soft little paws, ears, tail and began to climb higher and higher along the branches of the old cedar, reached the very top of his head. seated little bunny on a branch, the very one that reaches the blue of heaven.
- Hold on tight, - the little squirrels advised, - the wind is blowing here.
- Good! - answered the little bunny and clung tighter to a thin twig. Bunny sat up comfortably and looked around. And around - KRA-SO-TA-A! He did not see and did not know that such a thing happens in the world. Pot-bellied good-natured clouds floated above him and gently touched his ears. And below it is the real sea! Only green, from trees and bushes. It spread wide, wide, far, far away, there was no end to it, no edge.
- So, what big forest do we live in? - the little hare was surprised - How does it all fit on the ground? - Bunny was even more surprised. - What kind of ode should be big, big, our land and beautiful, if you look at it from above? - the little bunny dreamed.
And suddenly, out of nowhere, a huge eagle appeared, he grabbed a little hare with his claws and began to fly with him high, high above the cedar, on which the frightened little squirrels remained sitting. They were already beginning to blame themselves for dragging the bunny so high, because if he had stayed down, he would have hidden in the tall grass or in his hole and the eagle would not have noticed him.
- What to do now? What do we say to his mother-hare and father-hare? they asked each other.
And our little bunny was not at all afraid, he was too small to be afraid, he was delighted! He was delighted that he could fly so high and see the earth from above, as not a single hare in the world, not a single squirrel had ever seen. He saw a brilliant wide river, bears bathed in it, and deer and roe deer drank water, he saw a pack of wolves - she was going to hunt, he saw fields, forests, rivers, mountains, houses, people - from the height of an eagle's flight everything seemed small - small, smaller than our little bunny. And the land turned out to be very large, the little hare could not even imagine that there are other forests and other rivers, other fields and hills, that there are mountains, lakes and seas in the world.
- Hooray! - the little bunny shouted with joy, - I am the happiest bunny in the world, I see the earth, as only eagles can see it! So I'm a little eagle? the little hare asked the Eagle.
“Perhaps so,” said the Eagle. - You had the courage and spirit to climb the highest branch of the highest cedar in your forest and wanted to climb even higher, I flew by and heard your desire. And I dreamed all my life that someone else would see this beauty, our beautiful land and love it with all my heart, with all my heart, protecting her from all evil, so that they would take care of her as a dear person dear to the heart. You are very brave, little bunny, and that's why you were able to see what others will never see.
- And why? - the little bunny was upset.
Because they don't want to. They have warm cozy minks in which they hide from everything that frightens them and is even afraid to dream, not to go far to look around. So they live, thinking that their minks are the whole world.
- Eagle, you are kind and wise! I thank you! And now I want to go to my mother-hare and father-hare and to my little squirrel friends. Please take me back.
- Good. And know that from this day you have a real big friend- eagle. When you want to fly again or need my help, go out on that hillock, wave your paw at me, I will see you and fly.
- How great it is when your friend is an eagle! I am the happiest little bunny in the world!
The Big Eagle smiled, landed softly in the clearing near the old big cedar and opened his claws without hurting the little hare. The unimaginable was happening near the hare mink, squirrels and hares mixed up and rushed back and forth, back and forth, not knowing what to do, some already thought that the little bunny would never come back.
- Mother! Dad! Little squirrels! I am the happiest little bunny in the world - the old eagle showed me our land from above, how beautiful it is, green and blue, how much life is on it and how different and beautiful it is! And now I have a great friend - Eagle. - The little hare hugged the eagle by the neck, and they heard their hearts beating - they were beating merrily from the joy that they experienced together, and this joy connected them with a thin magic thread. The eagle embraced the little bunny with mighty wings and soared high into the sky, he made a circle over the clearing and disappeared behind the distant clouds.
The mother hare hugged her little big hero and cried.
"Mommy, I'm sorry, okay?" Are you very afraid for me? - the little hare looked into the eyes of the hare.
- Not at all, son. If I was afraid for you, you would also become worried and afraid, and then you could break. I prayed for you, son, and believed in you, in your courage. Here you are back.
- I'm proud of you, son, - said the hare dad, - you are not just the happiest little bunny, you are the bravest little bunny in the world. You dreamed, and your dream came true, you have friends - big and small. You are great, son! - and the big hare hugged his son tightly.
- Mom, dad, how I love you! - said the little hare and suddenly began to cry. He hugged his parents, they wiped away his tears, and he ran to his friends, the little squirrels, who patiently waited for the little brave hare to tell what he saw when he flew with a big eagle.
And at night, when his mother sang a magical lullaby to him, he dreamed that he himself could fly, but that's another story.
Moscow, 05/31/2014

Tale of the Muddy Hare

There lived a hare in the forest. All hares were like hares: gray in summer, white in winter. And this one was the same color both in winter and summer. And this color was neither white nor gray, but simply dirty, because the hare never washed.
He was walking along a path, and a fox met him.
- Who are you? the fox asks.
"Hare," replied the hare.
"It can't be," said the fox, shaking her head. - I have never seen such hares, there are no such terrible ones! Maybe you are a hedgehog?
- Why? the hare was surprised.
- Because the straw is old on you, the husk from the cones and the wool all fell off, it became like needles.
The hare was offended, but decided that he would not wash anyway. He rolled on the ground, shook off the old straw and the husk from the cones, and went on. And the wolf is facing him.
- Who are you? the wolf asks.
"Hare," replied the hare.
“It can’t be,” the wolf sat on its hind legs. - I have never seen such hares, there are no such terrible ones! Maybe you are a mole?
- Why a mole? the hare was surprised.
- Because you're all in the ground, look how black!
The hare was offended, but decided that he would not wash anyway. He rolled on the grass, shook off the earth and went on. And a bear is facing him.
- Who are you? the bear asks.
"Hare," replied the hare.
“It can’t be,” the bear shook her head. - I have never seen such hares, there are no such terrible ones! Maybe you are a frog?
- Why? the hare was surprised.
- Because everything is green!
The hare was offended, but decided that he would not wash anyway.
“So what, but they didn’t eat it,” he thought, and went on. He sees hares playing in the meadow.
“Hi,” shouted the hare, jumping out to the edge of the forest. Take me to play with you.
- And who are you? the hares asked in unison.
- Like who? Hare!
“It can’t be,” said one of the bunnies playing in the clearing. You don't look like us at all.
- How different? - the dirty hare was upset. “Am I not the same as you?
- Not! - the hares shouted in unison. - Let's go to the river, look into the water, compare the reflections.
And they all jumped to the river. Clean hares sat in a row, and a dirty hare at the very end was attached. They leaned over the water, and there ...
All hares, like hares, are gray, and next to them is someone so scary !!! The dirty hare screamed in fear and fell into the water. He swam, swam, dived, and jumped ashore.
- Oh, - the hares shouted. "Really, you're a hare!"
He carefully walked back to the river and looked at his reflection.
- How beautiful I am, it turns out, - the hare was surprised and went to play with his new friends. From that day on, he ran every morning with everyone to the river to wash.

Nikolai Matveevich Gribachev

TALES ABOUT THE HARE PATCH
magic glasses

The hare Koska walked through the forest and found glasses. Large, with pink lenses. Them
one girl lost while picking strawberries.
The hare Koska put on glasses and was very surprised - everything around immediately became pink:
and the road, and the water, and the cloud in the sky. "Perhaps these are magic glasses," he thought.
he. No one else in the forest has one like it. Now everyone should be afraid of me."
He pushed his cap back with a visor, raised his head higher, and went on. BUT
towards him - the fox Lariska. She looked and even sat down in surprise - that
is this a new beast that showed up? In appearance, he looks like a hare Koska, and his eyes
big as wheels. And he is not afraid of the fox Lariska, he goes straight towards.
She crawled off to the side, peeking out from behind a bush - you never know, she thinks that
may happen. And the hare Koska came very close, sat down on a stump and
laughed:
- Hello, fox Lariska! What is your tail shaking? scared that
whether? Didn't recognize me?
“Yes, I don’t admit something,” the fox Lariska said politely. - It seems you are not from
our forests.
- So it's me, hare Koska!
- Your eyes are not the same. The hare Koska never has such eyes.
It was.
- Well, these are my magic glasses! - the hare Koska put on airs. - I am now
I see through everything and everyone. Tell me, what kind of skin do you have?
- Red, what else.
- And here is not a redhead, - said the hare Koska. - You have a pink skin, here
which!
The fox Lariska was frightened - what is it, he thinks, my skin has begun to deteriorate,
whether? Oh, it was not for nothing that my head ached yesterday, not for good.
“Yes, maybe you are mistaken,” she said to Koska the hare in order to test him.
Maybe your glasses are wrong?
- Correct, correct! Koska said. - I am not only your skin, but all
I see right through you!
- It can't be.
- Maybe, maybe! Here I look, I look, you ate two mice for breakfast. I have them in
I see my stomach. One of them moves its paws and scratches your side.
The hare Koska, of course, deceived the fox Lariska, he doesn’t have any mice in his stomach
I saw, and spied in the morning how their fox Lariska ate. But she didn't know about
this, I believed. And even it seemed to her that something was really scratching inside.
Just in case, she moved even further away, shouted from there:
- What else can your glasses do?
- Everyone can! - said the hare Koska. - Sky repaint, everything about everyone
learn. Do you want me to tell you who is doing what now? Beaver Borka Dam
builds, the bear Potap drives away the fly from the nose, the hedgehog Kiryuha catches the beetle, the raccoon Eroha
washes his shirt in the stream. And along the edge of the forest the hunter is walking, looking for your trail, going
to make a collar out of your skin.
“Oh, I’ll run, hare Koska,” said the fox Lariska. - I chatted with
you, and I have a lot to do ...
- Yes, run, - the hare Koska agreed. - Just look, don't be tricky with me.
more, otherwise it will be bad for you.
- What are you, what are you, hare Koska! I have always respected you for your mind and
bravery. And if something was wrong before, forgive me, the error came out.
The fox ran away. And the hare Koska went further. He walks and sees: badger Pahom on
sits in a mound near the house, threading a needle. And the needle is small, the thread
doesn't go at all. He will bring it to the very nose, and move it away - no, not
goes.
- Hello, badger Pahom, - said the hare Koska. - What are you, fly
catch, right?
- No, what flies! Here he was going to sew mittens, but there was no way to thread a needle
I won't. Became nearsighted.
- Well, this is us now! - said the hare Koska. He took a thread, aimed at the ear
needles, once - and you're done. Badger Pahom was even surprised:
- You're good at it!
- And these are my magic glasses. They can do everything!
And went on. Soon everyone in the forest learned that Koska the hare had magic glasses.
- they see everything inside and out, thread the needles, repaint the sky, water
turn into ink. The bear Potap, the squirrel Lenka, and the raccoon ran to the clearing
Erokha, elk, deer, two roe deer. Even the mole Prokop got out, although in the sun and
didn't see anything. And the hare Koska climbed a pine stump, twisted his mustache,
boasts:
I see everyone, I see everything! A truck is moving beyond the river, carrying hay - I see it. AT
The ship is sailing in the ocean, the sailors are washing the deck - I see. Launched a rocket into space
flies to Mars - I see!
Of course, the hare Koska did not see any of this, he invented everything. Why
no one could check, well, they believed.
And when things went towards evening, the hare Koska wanted to eat. He descended from
hemp and went to look for rabbit cabbage.
I found, looked, cabbage seems to be like cabbage, but for some reason not green,
and pink. “Probably, she’s spoiled,” thought the hare Koska. “I won’t eat,
I’ll look for another one.” I found another one, and it’s also pink. “All the cabbages in the forest got sick,
he decided. “I’d rather nibble on the aspen.” I found an aspen, and it is also pink.
He ran and ran, the sun was already down behind the tops of the trees, and not a green
cabbage, no green aspen, no green grass. There is an owl on the old
oak woke up - he sleeps all day, but only gets up at night, - he rubbed his eyes,
sees a hare sitting in a clearing, almost crying.
- What are you talking about nurses? - asked the owl Semka.
- Yes, I go hungry, no green cabbage, no green aspen, no green
I can't find herbs. Everything is pink.
- Stupid you, hare Koska, - the owl laughed. - You will never find
nothing green because you have rose-colored glasses on your nose. They all
repaint. Give them to me.
And Koska the hare was already tired of glasses, his nose was rubbed. "Well, them," he thought.
he - they are not magical at all.
And gave points.
Since then, their owl Semka wears. His eyes are already so big, but with glasses on
bicycle wheels have become similar. He sits at night on an old oak, shouting
lingering throughout the forest:
- U-u-u-u-u-u!
This is what he wants to say: "Wow, what wonderful glasses I have!" But
only he cannot pronounce all the words, so he draws one letter:
- Wu-u-u!

Hare Koska and Rodnichok

The hare Koska lived in our Bryansk forest - gray skin, long ears, eyes
black and mows everything on the sides. Because Koska was a very young hare and
I tried to find out everything - who, what, and why. All day he ran through the woods and
meadows, bothered me with all my questions. Bunny mom worries, for lunch
calls, but he is not there and is not there, looking for something somewhere.
Once a hare found Koska Rodnichok - a small hole under the willow, and from it
water flows, murmurs. I watched Koska for a long time, I thought - what could it be
to be? And then he says:
- Listen, let's get acquainted. Who are you?
“I am Rodnichok,” said Rodnichok.
- And I'm Koska the hare.
“Well, hello, hare Koska,” Rodnichok said politely. - Glad to be with you
познакомиться.
- Listen, where are you from? Rodnichok, did you get it? Do you have a house in the ground?
“Yeah,” Rodnichok said.
- What are you going to do?
Yes, I want to travel. I'll run and see what's next, more
further and far, far away.
- Ha-ha! laughed the hare Koska. - How are you going to travel?
if you don't have legs?
“Yes, somehow,” Rodnichok said. - I'll try.
- You know? Koska said. - Let's race. Who is next.
“Come on,” Rodnichok agreed. - Well, did you run?
And darted into the grass. And the hare Koska also jumped - lope and lope. But here he
the reeds were caught, so thick that they couldn’t get through. Koska had to bypass
run. A spring from the reeds to the lake, from the lake to the willow forest, from the willow forest to the alder forest
- He chooses his own path.
The sun has already begun to bake, the hare Koska is tired, he thinks - well, lagged behind,
maybe. Spring, where he can race with a hare! But just in case
decided to check, called:
- Hey, Rodnichok, where are you?
- And here I am, - murmured the Spring from the alder thickets. - I'm running!
- Aren't you tired?
- Not tired.
"And you don't want to have lunch?"
- I do not want.
- Well, then let's move on.
The hare Koska looks - the big river is ahead. "Well," Koska thinks, "here
for sure the end of Rodnichka, will eat it big river. That's what he needs, there's nothing to
run bunnies! And I'll go home." But before going home, I decided
he shout:
- Hey, Rodnichok, where are you?
- And here I am, - answered Rodnichok from the river.
- Where are you, if there is a whole river?
- And I united with other fontanels. We are now running together. catch up!
It was terribly insulting for the hare Koska - how is it so. A fontanel without legs, and his
overtaken and still scoffs? Well, no, Koska decided, I’ll run all night, and
overtake!
And he ran, as much as he could, along the river bank. Evening has come - running, night
came - runs. And running in the dark is bad. And the skin of a hare Koska on the bushes
skinned, and hurt his leg with a thorn, and hurt his nose painfully when he got into the hole.
Koska was completely exhausted, barely alive. But then the morning came, it began to dawn,
the fog rose from the river, then turned into a cloud. I tried the hare Koska
his voice is hoarse, but nothing, you can talk.
- Hey, Rodnichok, where are you? he shouted.
“Here I am,” a voice said from above.
Koska looked at the vine bush - there is no Rodnichka there, he looked at the top
no oak either. Only a cloud floats in the sky.
- Yes, where are you? Koska was surprised.
“And here I am,” said the cloud. - In the afternoon the sun warmed me, at dawn I
became a mist, and now it has turned into a cloud.
- So you know how to fly?
- And I can fly. Well, how can we move on?
- I'll go home, - said the hare Koska. - You have no legs, but you run,
You don't have wings, but you fly. I won't race with you!
- Then good bye! Rodnichok laughed.
- Farewell, - said the hare Koska. - You will fly away to unknown lands, I will not see
I'm bigger than you.
- You'll see! - Rodnichok promised and flew like a cloud to distant lands.
And Koska went home. The hare mother severely reprimanded him for
I ran all night, my sister showed her tongue, and her brother gave a slap on the back of the head. And the hare became
Koska again live, live, learn about everything - who, what, and why. And when
summer turned to autumn, Koska went to the familiar rakita - give, he thinks, on
I’ll look at Rodnichkov’s house, it’s empty. Came - and from the hole under the willow Rodnichok
runs out. It was like he hadn't been anywhere.
- It's you? - the hare Koska was surprised.
- I, - said Rodnichok. - Hello.
- How did you get back?
- And so he returned, - said Rodnichok. - From the stream to the river, from the river to
fog, from fog to cloud. I flew, flew, to the meadows, to the fields and forests
I've seen enough, I've seen different animals. Then it became cold at the top, I turned
in the rain, fell to the ground, washed your hair, Koska the hare, and went home underground.
Now I have decided to travel again. Well, how, shall we run a race?
- No, - said the hare Koska, - I won’t run a race with you anymore.
will. I'd rather go to the gardens, maybe auntie forgot the carrot there.
This is how the dispute between the hare Koska and Rodnichko ended. And then winter came.
Koska shed and turned from gray to white. And Rodnichok from the cloud with snow for the second time
returned, for a while, until spring, turned into a snowdrift. So do not distinguish
now immediately - where is Rodnichok, and where is Koska the hare.
Both became white.

How the hare Koska watered the cabbage

It hasn't rained in the forest for a long time. Everything is hot and hot. A hot day, two hot days, a week.
Cabbage began to dry in the hare garden. That's what the mother bunny says:
- Take you, Koska, a bucket and fields of a bed. And then we will not have cabbage.
Hare Koska was very fond of cabbage and wanted it to grow
high-high, tasty-tasty. He took a bucket, hung it on his left paw,
swings his right hand on the move and sings a song:
If it doesn't rain -
Boom, boom! -
That cabbage does not grow -
Boom, boom!
To give water to cabbage -
Boom, boom! -
We need to water the beds -
Boom, boom!
The badger Pahom saw him and asked:
- What are you, hare Koska, such a cheerful one? Are you going to visit?
- No, badger Pahom, I'm working. Our cabbage dries, I will water it, to
I'm walking on the lake.
Badger Pakhom was bored. From the heat, all the animals sat in their homes,
nothing interesting to hear in the forest. And he decided to play a trick on the hare Koska:
- And why are you, - says the badger Pahom, - are you going with a bucket?
- Yes, to carry water! What an ignorant you are.
The badger Pahom laughed:
“You don’t know the current order,” he says. Everything is in our forest
has changed. Now, when the beds are watered, they carry water not in a bucket, but in a sieve.
Because the bucket is heavy and the sieve is light.
Hare Koska had never watered the beds before, he didn’t carry water and immediately
believed. Since it, he thinks, is easier with a sieve, it is even better. One bad thing - a bucket
there is it, here it is, hanging on the paw, but there is no sieve.
- So I'll give you a sieve, - says the badger Pahom. - You will give me a bucket, and
I'm your sieve.
Hare Koska gave the bucket to the badger, took the old sieve - in fact, immediately
easier. The hare Koska was delighted, goes on and sings:
I carry water not in a bucket -
Boom, boom! -
I carry water with a sieve -
Boom, boom!
Far, near
Boom, boom! -
The sieve is easy to carry -
Boom, boom!
The hare Koska scooped up water from the lake, carried it. Well, there are a lot of holes in the sieve, water
follows. And Koska only rejoices that it is easy, sings songs and nothing
notices. By the time I got to the beds, there were only a few drops of water left.
He shook them out on the beds and again to the lake. And the badger Pahom sits, looks at
holding him by the stomach from laughter.
- Well, how, hare Koska, is it good to carry water with a sieve?
- Easily! Koska rejoices. - Thank you for teaching me!
So he carried water with a sieve until evening. At dinner, the hare mother asked
him:
- Well, how, Koska, watered the beds?
- Watered, watered! Koska said.
In the morning, the hare mother looked at the beds, and they were dry. Completely dies
cabbage. She called Koska and asked angrily:
Why did you deceive me?
- I did not deceive, - said the hare Koska. I carried water all day.
- What did you wear?
- A sieve. The badger Pahom taught me.
“Woe is mine, woe,” sighed the hare mother. - The badger deceived you,
laughed at you. Water is carried in buckets, and flour is sifted with a sieve.
The hare Koska got angry, went to the badger, said:
- On your sieve, give me my bucket! You deceived me, I will not be with you
be friends.
“So I was joking,” said the badger. - This is science for you - when you take on
matter, not only listen to others, but also think for yourself.
- Okay, I'll take revenge on you! - said the hare Koska.
And he began to carry water in a bucket. A bucket, of course, is heavier than a sieve, carry water in
it is difficult for him, but it does not flow out. He watered all the beds. Cabbage
rejoiced, immediately lifted the leaves, turned green, began to grow.
- Well done to me, Koska, - praised the hare mother. - You know how to work.
And she let the hare Koska go for a walk.

How the hare Koska caught the fox Lariska

Once the hare Koska found out that the fox Lariska was going to eat him. That's her
squirrel Lenka admitted: "I can't get you, squirrel Lenka, you're on the trees
you jump. And I will definitely eat the hare Koska, he walks the earth.
At first, the hare Koska was frightened, he sat at home for three days and trembled with fear. BUT
then he thought: "I'm a smart hare, I'll soon learn to count to three. I'll catch it myself
fox Lariska!"
How to catch her?
The hare Koska thought and thought and came up with: he would track down the fox, find out by what
On the way, she goes hunting, and digs a hole there. But first he is with the hedgehog Kiryuha
consulted.
- Hee hee! - hedgehog Kiryuha rubbed paw on paw. - Well, you came up with it, so she, the fox Lariska, needs it! Just a deep swarm hole, got it?
“Understood,” said the hare Koska. - And what to dig?
- It is you who consult with the mole Prokop, he is the chief master in such matters
forest.
The hare Koska found out which road the fox Lariska goes hunting, saw
a place on the turn for a hole. Very good place, not to be missed.
Then he went to the mole Prokop, begged for a shovel. And he began to dig. Five minutes
digs - nothing. Ten minutes of digging - hard, but still nothing. And through
Fifteen minutes is quite boring. “Come on,” thinks the hare Koska, “and so
enough. For the sake of the fox Lariska, I will stuff calluses!"
He took the shovel to the mole Prokop and thanked him. A hole on top with dry twigs
abandoned, disguised. And he himself sat down on the other side of the hole in order to see how
the fox Lariska will fail.
And then the fox Lariska wanted to eat, went hunting. She stretched for
warm-ups, fluffed her tail and only took five steps - she sees: the hare Koska is under
sits in a bush. "Aha," the fox Lariska said quietly, "now the hare has got caught,
won't run away!" And she wanted to catch him so quickly that every
she forgot caution, ran, not looking at her feet.
Wow! - and the fox Lariska fell into the hole. At first I was scared, I thought
the hunter is coming. And then he sees - a very shallow hole, jump out
can. “Hey,” she guessed, “it’s not otherwise the lazy hare Koska was digging. Well,
I'll deceive you!"
She settled herself comfortably in the hole, curled up and began to talk.
sweet voice:
- Oh, what a wonderful TV! Color!
Hare Koska heard about a color TV and stretched his neck - very much to him
became interesting. And the fox again:
- Oh, what a wonderful program - about a hare that flies into space!
Here Koska could not restrain himself, he took two steps towards the hole. The fox Lariska looked,
rejoiced and even more sweetly says:
- Ah, ah, a hare is flying straight to the stars! Ah, ah, he already has weightlessness!
Koska forgot about the fox, one thing on his mind is to look at the color
TV, like a hare flies to the stars and endures weightlessness. And three more steps
he made to the hole. And two more. Fox Lariska has already sharpened her claws. But here is a hedgehog
Kiryukha rolled out onto the path, put needles in the nose of the hare Koska, asked:
- Where are you going?
- Color TV in the hole to watch - says Koska. - like a hare in
flies in space.
- Stupid you - said the hedgehog Kiryuha. - And he dug a shallow hole, and himself to the fox
You're going to Lariska's teeth. Well, did you see the TV when you were digging the hole?
- Did not see.
- So where did he come from?
“I don’t know,” said Koska the hare.
- Run, hare Koska, go home, save the skin before it's too late.
Hare Koska did just that. And the fox Lariska got terribly angry, got out of
pits and says:
- I wanted to eat the hare Koska, but you, the hedgehog Kiryuha, prevented me. Have to
bite you.
- Well, well, have a bite! - hedgehog Kiryuha laughed and curled up.
The fox will go in from one side, and from the other - everywhere only on thorns
stumbles. So she didn’t succeed, she went to look for another dinner.
And the hare Koska, for saving him from the fox Lariska, gave him before autumn
hedgehog Kiryuha big red apple. I ran specially to the village in the garden. But
only sometimes he still thinks when he is very bored - what if there, in the pit, on
was there really a color TV and a hare flew into space?
Still, he is stupid, this hare Koska!

Koska the cyclist

Thought, thought the hare Koska - where would he go? I was on the river, Samson's catfish
I saw, I was by the lake, I talked with the squirrel Lenka, I was under a big pine tree, with a hedgehog
Kiryukhoy argued - which is better, cabbage or mushrooms? And he thought - I'll go around
I’ll take a walk in the village, maybe I’ll meet Kuzya the goat, if his dogs haven’t eaten it.
But the mother of the goat Kuzya was locked in the barn as a punishment: in the morning he went to the garden
climbed in and spoiled a lot of cucumbers with his hooves. So they didn't let him in
walk. The hare Koska never saw him. But he found it broken
the bike that the guys left under the hill.
He dragged the bike to his forest. Where on the back, where dragged, where how.
Tired, then poured himself, but did not quit, and immediately went to the bear Potap,
asked:
- Fix me a bicycle, Potap bear. You can do everything!
- Um-um-um, - the bear chuckled good-naturedly, - everyone can be able to, if
loves work. And where did you get it?
I found it in a hole under a hill.
- Well, okay, leave it for now, I'll fix it tomorrow.
The bear is kind and loves work. In the morning he collected pliers, wire cutters,
adjustable wrenches, nuts, pliers and began to repair the bicycle. And not to be bored
works and sings a song:
I'm fixing a bike
I wipe with oil
Will he go or not
I know nothing.
Two legs and two arms
Everyone in the world has
Only often bruises
Children are kicking.
To race past the moat,
To come down from the mountain
Bunny needs first
Learn to ride.
The Potap bear repaired the bike, it became like new - the steering wheel shines,
needles shine. The hare took the bike, thanked politely:
- Thank you, bear Potap. I'll bring you raspberries.
- Um-um-um, - said the bear Potap. - You'd better bring me oats. Raspberries
there are a lot of me in the garden, I'm tired.
The hare Koska led the bicycle onto the road. And of course he can't drive.
He jumped on the bike to the left, blurted out to the right, bruised. jumped right,
blurted out to the left, got another bruise. He went to Pakhom the badger and Erokha the raccoon,
asked:
- Help me get on the bike, then I'll go myself. And then you
ride.
The badger Pahom took the wheel on one side, the raccoon Erokha on the other side,
hold the bike tight. Hare Koska sat on the saddle, hind legs on the pedals
put it, grabbed the steering wheel with the front. Well done!
- Well, now let go, - he shouted, - I'll go myself!
A badger and a raccoon jumped back, released the steering wheel. The hare Koska drove two steps and
fell again. He realized then that getting on a bicycle is half the battle, you still need to
learn to ride.
“Help me sit down and ride,” he asked the badger and the raccoon. - But as
I will learn, I will ride you from morning to evening, at least I will take you to Moscow.
Again the badger Pahom and the raccoon Erokha took the wheel, helped the hare to sit down.
Go! They lead the bike, do not let it fall, and the hare Koska pedals.
Nothing, little by little it began to turn out. The main thing, the hare understood, is that balance
it is necessary to observe, to act correctly with the steering wheel: if the bicycle falls to the left, then
and the steering wheel must be turned to the left, if it falls to the right, then the steering wheel to the right.
- Well, okay, we went home, - said the badger and the raccoon. - You can already
a little, then study yourself. Don't take us to Moscow, we're afraid of cars.
The hare Koska began to finish his studies alone. Jump on a bike, ride a little -
will fall. He will get up, jump up again, drive a little - and fall again. Skin and
greened with grass, and soiled with earth, and covered with sand, but still learning.
It’s always like this on a bike - who is afraid to fall and tears from every bruise
smears his cheeks, he will never learn to ride.
Hare Koska was not afraid of bruises and did not like to whimper. And things went to him
fret. By evening, he could already sit down and turn the pedals, and even though he still had a steering wheel
wobbled, nevertheless he drove himself along the road to the river.
At night, the hare Koska slept well, in the morning he did physical exercises,
washed up, had breakfast, put on a checkered cap, wrapped a yellow scarf around his neck and
went to ride.
And towards - fox Lariska. She saw - right at her cyclist
rushing about, a cap with a visor on the back of his head, a yellow scarf fluttering in the wind.
She got scared, fell into a ditch, hid. But the hare Koska noticed her,
stopped, one foot on the ground, the other on the pedal.
- Hello, fox Lariska! - he said. - What are you lying in a ditch,
broke your leg, didn't you?
- So it's you, hare Koska? - the fox Lariska was surprised.
- I am! - said the hare. - I bought a bicycle. I will go to Moscow
eat ice cream and drink sparkling water.
- Oh, you would take me too, hare Koska! - the fox Lariska began to ask. - Though
on the trunk. Never ate ice cream, never drank soda.
- No, I won't take you, fox Lariska. Because you're a liar, you can't
believe you. Put you on the trunk, and you will jump on your neck ...
And the hare Koska rolled down the hill even faster. Lisa Lariska only tongue to him
after showed from anger. And she went to the wolf Bakula, began to complain that the hare
Koska rides a bicycle throughout the forest, there is no passage from him, he can crush him.
"It's time for you, Bakula wolf, to eat Koska the hare," she said. - And then he
somehow the wheel will crush your paw.
- I don't walk on the roads. I'm in the bushes and ravines.
- I would have been sorry, we suffered together on the Yellow Hill.
- Well, him, this hare Koska! grumbled the wolf Bakula. - You say it yourself
he rides a bicycle, you can still swallow a spoke or a gear. He bothers you
and catch him.
“But how can I catch him if I can’t catch up!”
- What do I care...
The fox Lariska got angry at the wolf Bakula, but did not say anything. I was afraid
and walked silently. And on the way she caught Sofka forty. She flew from the birch to
dry pine branch, chattered:
- Hello, fox Lariska! I flew not far, not close, I was in the village,
drank sparrow eggs. The stork hatched six storks, they sit in the nest, boogers
are eating! The girl washed her feet in the river, she missed her shoes, the tractor drove hay from the meadow,
the asphalt was contaminated, the boy Vovka got on a bicycle, he wanted to travel around the world, and
fell into a ditch...
- Stop, stop! - said the fox Lariska. - We now have a hare Koska too
he rides a bicycle, there is no rest from him. Do you know how to catch him?
- I fly everywhere, I know everything! - the magpie Sofka crackled again. - like hay
how to mow, how to carry water, how to chop wood, how to weed carrots, like fish
catch, how to cook porridge ...
- Yes stop you, - the fox Lariska has lost patience. - I don't have hay.
mow, do not carry water, do not chop wood, do not weed carrots. I have a hare Koska
must be caught.
And again the magpie chattered:
- The forester builds a house, chips around; steal a plank, look for nails, do not be sorry
work, fill in two rows, put it on the path, lie down under a bush. A hare will run into
A pigtail on nails, a bicycle tire will be punctured, it will fall to the ground on its own.
Forty Sofka thought and added:
- Only it will be hooliganism.
But the fox Lariska no longer listened to her, she went home. And how the sun has set and it's dark
it became, she ran to the forester's house and pulled off the plank, then to the village to the smithy
went and stole twelve nails and a hammer. In the morning I put the plank on the stump,
started hammering nails. Well, she held the hammer for the first time, handle it
she didn’t know how - once she hits a nail, once her paw. And what to do? whine from
pain, lick his paw, and again for his own.
She hammered in nails, took a plank, chose a convenient path at the turn of the path.
place and put. She herself sat down nearby - now, she thinks, the hare Koska will run into
plank, his tire will be punctured, he will flop to the ground, and she will grab him and
eat.
The fox Lariska lay all morning and half of the day - there was no hare Koska, but
rode other roads. And at noon the song was heard:
Never am I afraid
Late for dinner.
I won't fall into a ditch
I won't go into the hole.
I run all day
ringing the bell
Far and close.
The wolf won't catch me
And the fox Lariska!
“Aha,” thinks the fox Lariska, “this hare Koska boasted again. Well,
you don’t have long to put on airs and sing songs left, now the tire will puncture,
you will plop down on the road and right into my paws. The end has come for you, hare
Koska, unfortunate braggart!"
And the hare Koska knows nothing, rushes downhill and presses the pedals,
flies like the wind. And now he drives up to the plank with nails. The fox couldn't resist
Lariska crawled out onto the road to immediately rush at the hare.
And he rides and rides. It flew straight, pressed the plank into the ground, the fox paw and
the tail moved with wheels - and that was it.
The tire didn't burst.
The fox Lariska whined in pain, went to search for Sofka to scold
her. But where can you find her, if she flies somewhere all the time? Only for the third
or the fourth day the fox met her, began to scold:
- You are a liar and a liar, chatterbox-balabolka! She said that on a board with
the tire will be pierced by nails, but it has not been punctured. The hare Koska crushed me
wheeled paw and tail.
- Did you put nails with a sharp end down or up?
- Down, down! As she scored, so she bet.
- Stupid you, fox Lariska, - forty Sofka chattered. - Stupid, stupid
stupid! It was necessary to put the sharp end not down, but up. Stupid, stupid!
And flew to the village to collect gossip.
And the hare Koska rode a bicycle and a badger, and a raccoon, and a hedgehog Kiryuha. All
were very pleased. He also wanted to ride the reindeer Leshka, but he said:
- Ugh, your bike smells like engine oil. Come on, we're with you
we will arrange a competition - who will rush to the lake faster?
Hare Koska immediately agreed. He jumped on a bicycle and drove through the forest
path. And the deer Leshka already runs very fast, and then he chose the path
straight through the forest. And no matter how hard the hare tries, the deer is somewhere ahead
teases:
- Let's press, twist-twist!
It was a shame for the hare Koska, he flies and no longer understands the road. Jumped out on
shore, and there is an oak stump on the way. The hare Koska jumped on him in front
wheel and hit so hard that he flew over a vine bush, and the bicycle into the lake
- boom, and drowned.
Since then, Koska the hare has been walking again. And in the lake near the bike pike
she made a house for herself - the spokes shine, the steering wheel shines, she likes it very much!

Wire Hare

The hare Koska got up in the morning, washed his eyes with dew, looks - the weather is good.
The sun is shining, warm, the breeze is blowing, bees are buzzing on the flowers, honey
collect. “I’ll go for a walk,” Koska decided.
did not see".
There is a hare Koska, he hears - the birds sing. And I wanted to sing. Yes, here
the trouble is that he can’t remember a single song, he taught badly. I had to
compose:
And I'm walking through the forest
Trees in sight
And I'm walking through the forest
Maybe I'll find something!
He walks, sings, does not even look under his feet - he rejoices so much at his song. And
accidentally stepped on a beetle. The beetle pinched his paw, began to swear:
- Are you sleeping on the go? You can’t see anything under your feet, you crushed my hand!
"I'm sorry," Koska said. - I accidentally. I compose a song.
“Well, sing,” the beetle asked.
And I walk through the forest
As the flowers grow, I look
How birds fly
Woodpeckers and tits!
“Good song,” said the beetle. - Correct. But the nightingale sings better. Okay,
sing and you, just do not step on the hands of others.
But the hare Koska got sick of composing further. Silently goes. On the bank of the river
beaver saw Borka - Borka gnaws off a twig of vines on the other side and drags
her.
- Hello, beaver Borka, - said Koska. - What are you doing?
- Yes, I'm harvesting branches, I'm learning to build a dam.
- Do you have such a school?
- There is such a school, - said the beaver Borka. - We, beavers, all from childhood on
we study engineers, we need to be able to build dams in order to live better. Houses
We learn lessons from the book, but here we go through practice.
- So do you have a house? - the hare Koska was surprised. - Something I have never
saw. I thought that you, like fish, live in the water.
- Well, I figured it out! Borka laughed. - You will also say - like fish! We have
Do you know what a big house is under the shore? Three rooms. Only the door is under him
water, you have to dive. Come visit me, shall we?
Hare Koska really wanted to visit the beaver Borka. But he is water
he was afraid, he swam badly, and he didn’t know how to dive at all. So he just sighed and
said:
- There is no time for me to visit guests now, beaver Borka. The hedgehog Kiryukha is waiting for me.
I'll come back next time, okay?
"All right," the beaver agreed.
And the hare Koska skipped ahead. Reached and sees - a hedgehog sits
Kiryukha is angry under the bush, his needles bristle and snort.
- Hello, hedgehog Kiryuha, - said Koska. - Are you sick, or what? I to you
I take my temperature, maybe you have the flu and chicken pox.
“I didn’t get sick,” answered the hedgehog Kiryuha. - It's me on the fox Lariska
angry, she wanted to eat me.
- So you have thorns! Curl up into a ball - and no one will eat you and
bite.
- It's dry. And push me into the water, I will immediately turn around to
not drown, and anyone can cling to his claws, because my stomach is without
spines. Lisa Lariska wanted to do just that.
And the hedgehog Kiryuha told how he collected snails near the river in the morning, yes
gape, and the fox Lariska is right there. The hedgehog curled up in a ball, exposed his
thorns - do not start. But the fox Lariska is also cunning, she became slowly,
in order not to prick himself, push the hedgehog Kiryukha to the water, roll it along the grass.
The hedgehog feels that his deeds are bad, disappears, but cannot do anything.
He can’t run, the fox will immediately turn upside down with his stomach. How to be? Good that
there was a sandy hill right in front of the shore, and it helped the hedgehog out - the fox will roll it
up to half, he will try to intercept with his paws, and he will slide back along the sand.
“Okay,” said the fox Lariska, having suffered, “I’ll take you, hedgehog Kiryuha, near the water
I'll watch when you come to drink in the heat. Then I'll definitely eat it!"
Here's the story with the hedgehog Kiryuha came out - he barely escaped and barely alive home
reached.
“We need to teach the fox Lariska a lesson,” said the hare Koska.
- It is necessary, it is necessary to teach the fox Lariska a lesson, - the hedgehog agreed. - And how to teach?
- But how?
- Let's think, - said the hedgehog Kiryuha.
- Yes, let's think, - the hare Koska agreed. They sat in the shade under a bush,
so that it was not so hot, and began to think. The hour has passed - they think. It's hot at all
it becomes time for dinner, and they all think. Sometimes they talk:
- Invented?
- Did not invent.
- Well, let's think further.
“We need to have lunch,” says Koska the hare. - And then I think about the fox Lariska,
but I see all the cabbage.
- No, let's not go to dinner, - the hedgehog did not agree. - How to eat, so sleep
I want to.
And so the dinner passed. The sun began to descend completely to the forest, to the most
the tops of the trees, as if it decided to look - what is this hedgehog and hare all sitting and
sitting? And the very long dark shadows from the firs and birches stretched out when the hedgehog
said:
- Invented! Near the old partisan pillbox there is a large skein of barbed
wire lies. Saw?
- I saw, - said the hare Koska.
- It is necessary that the fox Lariska gets on this wire with his stomach. spines
rusty, lots and lots of them. Here the fox Lariska will squeak!
- Yes, - said the hare Koska, - it will not hit. Why is she on the wire
rush up?
- And we will roll it into the grass under the bush, - said the hedgehog, - and on top of it
bunny ears fit. Lariska will think it's you, hare Koska, under a bush
you sit, and ka-ak jump!
- Yes, - said the hare Koska, - but where are you going to get the ears of the hare? My what
will you cut it? So I won't.
- We will make ears from birch bark, roll in resin, stick around with hare hair.
How real will be!
So we decided to do it. They ran, immediately had lunch and dinner, and in the morning for
the case was taken. Bober Borka with his own sharp teeth birch bark hare
he made the ears, the hedgehog Kiryukha smeared them with resin on a pine stump, and the hare Koska with wool
rolled - they have a lot left after the molt at home. After that they have half a day
they rolled barbed wire under a bush, scratched a little. Well, nothing, everything is like
gotta make it. They tied the hare's ears to the wire, and the hedgehog lay down below and
stirs them. From the side if you look - well, a real live hare in the grass
sits!
Before evening, the fox Lariska went hunting, he thinks - I'll catch a mouse, I'll have dinner
before bedtime. She goes and sees - hare ears stick out of the grass, move.
"Yeah," the fox Lariska laughed softly, "this, apparently, is the stupid hare Koska under
he fell asleep like a bush, only his ears are twitching from mosquitoes. That's how good -
I was going to catch a mouse, and now I'll eat a hare!
The fox Lariska dived into the grass, became, so as not to frighten away the hare, on her stomach
creep up. Closer, closer, closer. Yes, how to jump, and how to scream:
- Guard, kill!
It was she who hit the barbed wire with her stomach and paws. Hare Koska, who
sat behind the wall of the pillbox and looked, when he heard a scream, he was so frightened and
all legs ran home. And the hedgehog Kiryuha snorted and laughed:
- Yeah, the fox Lariska, got caught! You will know how to hedgehogs and hares
hunt!
And while the fox was licking his wounds, he also went home for dinner.
The hedgehog Kiryuha and the hare Koska were very pleased that they taught the fox Lariska a lesson.
They told everyone about it and everyone in the forest laughed. And the fox Lariska came
ragged home - there are scratches on the stomach and on the paws, a tuft is torn out of the tail.
- What are you, fighting with whom? her mother asked.
- No, I caught a wire hare! the fox Lariska whimpered.
“You are young and stupid,” said the mother. - No wire hares
happens. Someone cheated on you.
So the hare Koska and the hedgehog Kiryuha took revenge on the fox Lariska. Since then she has been afraid
stood, saw hare ears above the grass, stopped and thought - what if this
wire rabbit? In the meantime, she stands and thinks, a real live hare will run away!

This one is a little scary, but good ending the fairy tale was written not for kids, but for a little older children, such as my daughter, who do not always listen to their mother and run away from her during a walk. I wrote it at the request of a reader, Svetlana, who has a similar problem with her son. Hope the story helps them.

The name of the hare was chosen by Sofia. Apparently by analogy with the well-known Peter Rabbit, tales about which they read in the kindergarten on the eve of Easter. You can name the hare as you like: Petya, or Fluffy.

The story of the hare who ran away from his mother

In the same forest, among pines and birches: a hare mom, a hare dad and a little hare named Peter. Peter was still a little hare, but despite this he was very brave and was not afraid of anything. And, of course, he did not always obey his mother, especially when they went for a walk. Peter always ran away from his mother, he was in a hurry, he really wanted to see what was hidden behind that bush or what was happening in the next clearing.

“My bunny,” said the mother hare, “it can be very dangerous in the forest if you are alone. You don’t know all the paths and paths yet, you can get lost. Moreover, not all forest dwellers as kind as Aunt Belka or Uncle Hedgehog. Maybe you will meet a hungry wolf, and an angry bear, and a cunning forest. And it's better to stay away from them.

“Because they are dangerous for us rabbits. They are hunting us.

But Peter ignored his mother's words. He thought he was old enough to know if he was in danger or not. In addition, he, like everyone else, has fast legs. Run away, if so.

So they went for walks: mother tried to explain to Peter why it was impossible to run away, but he did not obey her and galloped forward, forgetting about all mother's instructions.

One clear spring day, when the gentle sun gently stroked the tops of the leaves on the trees, grass and flowers with its rays, Peter and mother went for a walk. On the way, my mother decided to visit her friend for the seeds of the sweetest carrot.

While the hares were saying goodbye at the doorstep, Peter was spinning under their feet and kept asking his mother:

- Well, let's go, well, let's go ....

“Now, now, dear, sit on the foam for a minute,” my mother answered.

But where is it! Peter got tired of waiting, and he galloped forward along the path, turned behind a willow bush. And stopped. He stopped because he saw a red fluffy fox in front of him, which was washing, smoothing its fur with a sharp tongue. Peter remembered that his mother had said something about foxes being dangerous to hares, but when the fox smiled sweetly, he immediately forgot about his mother's warnings.

- Hello, bunny! Lisa spoke softly. – Are you afraid of me?! I know, I know: they talk about us all sorts of things. How can I harm such a pretty hare?! Moreover, I myself am a mother, I have three children.

- Truth? Peter asked.

“Of course,” Lisa smiled. - Such fools! They play their new ball all day long!

Peter had long wanted to have his own ball, but that was rare in the woods. So when Fox started talking about the ball, he moved closer to her. And she continued:

“Maybe you want to come visit us and play ball with the foxes?”

Peter nodded happily.

“Come on, I’ll carry you myself so that you don’t go astray,” the Fox said affectionately and grabbed the hare by the ears with her teeth.

— Oh, oh, it hurts, Aunt Lisa! Peter screamed.

“And I hold this tightly so that you don’t fall out of my mouth along the way,” Lisa lisped, since her mouth was now busy.

Fortunately, Fox's hole was not very far away, Peter did not have to endure pain for long. At the hole, three fox cubs, the same red ones, with sharp muzzles, were really waiting for their mother.

Mom, mom, what did you bring us? they shouted with delight.

“She brought you a hare for dinner,” the Fox answered, and then, finally, Peter realized that she had deceived him. The rabbit mother was right: foxes are dangerous because they eat hares.

Peter cried:

"Please don't eat me!"

But no one even paid attention to his pleas.

“Mom, can we play with him for a bit and then eat?” one fox asked.

“Five minutes, and then I have to cook dinner,” Fox nodded.

The foxes decided to play catch-up with the hare. He had to run away, and they had to catch him. Peter darted as fast as he could towards the nearest trees, but the foxes were chasing him. He would never have been able to escape from them if at that moment an angry voice had not been heard from a high spruce: “Uh-huh! Yes!".

The foxes and the hare stopped in fright. At the same time, a huge one flew off the tree. Waving her big wings, she whispered:

- Run away, bunny.

Peter started to run, not even having time to thank the owl, which at that time was flying over the frightened foxes, rolling its eyes and clicking its beak so that they were afraid to budge.

The hare ran without looking at the road. He did not even understand which side his house was, since these places were completely unfamiliar to him. After about ten minutes, he huddled under the roots of an old branchy oak and wept bitterly. Now he knew that his mother was right when she asked him not to run away from her. It turns out that in the forest there are many dangers unknown to him: he was almost eaten by foxes, now he has lost his way and will probably die of hunger here. Little Peter was trembling and crying, thinking that if he had known everything from the beginning, he would never, ever run away from the rabbit mother!

Despite the fear and hunger, fatigue soon got the better of the poor hare, and he fell asleep, curled up on the damp earth under the oak roots. He dreamed about the house, mom and dad. He dreamed that they were all playing together in the clearing, and his parents were shouting out his name: “Peter! Peter".

But no, it was not a dream! The hare woke up from the fact that someone was very close, in a nearby clearing, calling him:

- Peter, wow! Peter, are you there?

Mom, dad, I'm here! - the hare shouted with all his might.

Within seconds, Peter was in the arms of his parents. All three were crying, and my mother kept repeating:

How scared we are, baby! What would we do without you?! After all, you are our dearest, dearest treasure!

Peter, of course, told Mom and Dad the whole truth. They did not scold him at all, but only took pity on him. After all, the hare experienced so much that day.

Since then, Peter has never run away from his mother again. He realized that he still had a lot to learn before he could walk through the woods alone.

Additions: Despite the fact that I think that it is not worth discussing the moral of a fairy tale with children of this age, I ended it like this:

“Not only hares run away from their mothers, there are children who live in the city and also run away from their mothers during a walk. They are unaware of the dangers that may lie in wait for them. Do you know what dangers there are in the city?

After that, Sophia and I listed what could happen to a baby in the city: he gets hit by a car, gets lost in a crowd of people, he is taken away by a stranger, etc. We ended up with this, without particularly delving into the details. Still, the tale itself is very difficult in terms of emotional content. Therefore, if you have a very sensitive child, consider whether you should tell it to him.

What does a baby need to sleep peacefully and soundly? Of course bedtime story! Short good stories calm the baby and give wonderful dreams.

How Bunny Learned to Jump

Once upon a time there was a Bunny who couldn't jump. He, of course, moved, but in a different way, moving his paws like a cat. Because of this, the other rabbits, his brothers and sisters, made fun of him. The bunny was very worried about this and, finally, firmly decided to learn how to jump. One day he got up and walked into the forest, hoping to find someone who would teach him how to jump.

Zainka walked for a long time until he reached the pond. Then he saw the Frog.
- That's who will help me, - Zainka was delighted and ran up to her, - Frog, please teach me how to jump.
- Why not teach? - answered the frog, - Look! You stand on the shore near the water, sharply push off with your hind legs, once, and you are in the pond.
The frog said this and demonstrated how it jumped into the water.
Bunny went to the pond, touched the water with his paw and walked away. He thought that he couldn't swim either. After thinking a little, Zainka quietly slipped away until the frog emerged from his pond. He wandered on.

Suddenly, he saw a Kangaroo. The kid deftly jumped, trying to reach a branch with a bulk apple.
- Hooray, Kangaroo will definitely help me, - said Bunny and ran up to him. - Hello, Kangaroo, teach me how to jump as well as you.
- It's easy - you stand on your hind legs, lean on your tail and jump up - the kangaroo showed how it was and finally got a ripe apple. - Wow, you did it! Now you try!
The bunny stood up on its hind legs and tried to lean on its little tail. But he lost his balance and fell on his back, hitting the ground painfully.
- Oh-oh-oh, - groaned Zainka, - how painful! No, I can't jump like you, I'm sorry.

Bunny wandered on. Suddenly he heard a cheerful song and saw the girl Masha skipping along the path. The girl had a birthday today and she was given a lot of gifts and balloons. That's why Masha was in a great mood, she jumped on one or two legs. She had a beautiful blue ball in her hand.

Girl, - our Bunny dared to turn, - you are so great at jumping, but I don’t know how, teach me, please!
- With pleasure, - agreed Masha.

The girl picked up a sharp twig from the ground and pricked her blue ball. It burst with a deafening bang and echoed throughout the forest. Poor Zainka, hearing this terrible unfamiliar sound, jumped so high! And then he took off running. He ran fast, skipping like a real hare, until he reached the house. The hares began to torment him, where did he learn to jump like that. Finally, the Bunny calmed down, understood and was glad that he still learned to jump.

Since then, he often told this story to his brothers, then to his children, then to his grandchildren. True, since then the hares have become cowardly and have begun to be afraid of everything.

Let short bedtime stories become a good tradition and bring you closer to the baby.

The hare Koska walked through the forest and found glasses. Large, with pink lenses. Them
one girl lost while picking strawberries.

The hare Koska put on glasses and was very surprised - everything around immediately became pink:
and the road, and the water, and the cloud in the sky. “Perhaps these are magic glasses,” he thought.
he. No one else in the forest has one like it. Now everyone should be afraid of me.”

He pushed his cap back with a visor, raised his head higher, and went on. BUT
towards him - the fox Lariska. She looked and even sat down in surprise - that
is this a new beast that showed up? In appearance, he looks like a hare Koska, and his eyes
big as wheels. And he is not afraid of the fox Lariska, he goes straight towards.
She crawled away to the side, peeking out from behind a bush - you never know, she thinks that
may happen. And the hare Koska came very close, sat down on a stump and
laughed:

— Hello, fox Lariska! What is your tail shaking? scared that
whether? Didn't recognize me?

“Yes, I don’t admit something,” the fox Lariska said politely. - It seems you are not from
our forests.

- So it's me, hare Koska!

“Your eyes are different. The hare Koska never has such eyes.
It was.

So these are my magic glasses! - the hare Koska put on airs. - I am now
I see through everything and everyone. Tell me, what kind of skin do you have?

- Redhead, what else.

“But not the red one,” said Koska the hare. - Your skin is pink, here
which!

The fox Lariska was frightened - what is it, he thinks, my skin has begun to deteriorate,
whether? Oh, it was not for nothing that my head ached yesterday, not for good.

“Yes, maybe you are mistaken,” she said to Koska the hare in order to test him.
Maybe your glasses are wrong?

- Right, right! Koska said. - I am not only your skin, but all
I see right through you!

- It can't be.

— Maybe, maybe! Here I look, I look, you ate two mice for breakfast. I have them in
I see my stomach. One of them moves its paws and scratches your side.

The hare Koska, of course, deceived the fox Lariska, he doesn’t have any mice in his stomach
I saw, and spied in the morning how their fox Lariska ate. But she didn't know about
this, I believed. And even it seemed to her that something was really scratching inside.
Just in case, she moved even further away, shouted from there:

What else can your glasses do?

- Everyone can! - said the hare Koska. - Repaint the sky, everything about everyone
learn. Do you want me to tell you who is doing what now? Beaver Borka Dam
builds, the bear Potap drives away the fly from the nose, the hedgehog Kiryuha catches the beetle, the raccoon Eroha
washes his shirt in the stream. And along the edge of the forest the hunter is walking, looking for your trail, going
to make a collar out of your skin.

“Oh, I’ll run, hare Koska,” said the fox Lariska. - I chatted with
you, and I have a lot to do ...

“Yes, run,” the hare Koska agreed. “Just look, don’t be tricky with me.”
more, otherwise it will be bad for you.

- What are you, what are you, hare Koska! I have always respected you for your mind and
bravery. And if something was wrong before, forgive me, the error came out.
The fox ran away. And the hare Koska went further. He walks and sees: badger Pahom on
sits in a mound near the house, threading a needle. And the needle is small, the thread
doesn't go at all. He will bring it to the very nose, and move it away - no, not
goes.

“Hello, badger Pahom,” said Koska the hare. - What is it you, fly
catch, right?

- No, what flies! Here he was going to sew mittens, but there was no way to thread a needle
I won't. Became nearsighted.

Well, here we are now! - said the hare Koska. He took a thread, aimed at the ear
needles, once - and you're done. Badger Pahom was even surprised:

- You're good at it!

And these are my magic glasses. They can do everything!

And went on. Soon everyone in the forest learned that Koska the hare had magic glasses.
- everyone sees outside and inside, threads are threaded into needles, the sky is repainted, water
turn into ink. The bear Potap, the squirrel Lenka, and the raccoon ran to the clearing
Erokha, elk, deer, two roe deer. Even the mole Prokop got out, although in the sun and
didn't see anything. And the hare Koska climbed a pine stump, twisted his mustache,
boasts:

I see everyone, I see everything! A truck is moving beyond the river, carrying hay - I see it. AT
In the ocean, the ship is sailing, the sailors are washing the deck - I see. Launched a rocket into space
flies to Mars - I see!

Of course, the hare Koska did not see any of this, he invented everything. Why
no one could check, well, they believed.

And when things went towards evening, the hare Koska wanted to eat. He descended from
hemp and went to look for rabbit cabbage.

I found, looked, cabbage seems to be like cabbage, but for some reason not green,
and pink. “Probably, she is spoiled,” thought Koska the hare. - I won't eat.
I'll look for another." Found another one and it's pink too. “All the cabbage in the forest got sick,
he decided. “I’d rather chew on the aspen.” I found an aspen, and it is also pink.
He ran and ran, the sun was already down behind the tops of the trees, and not a green
cabbage, no green aspen, no green grass. There is an owl on the old
oak woke up - he sleeps all day, but only gets up at night, - he rubbed his eyes,
sees a hare sitting in a clearing, almost crying.

- What are you talking about nurses here? asked the owl Semka.

- Yes, I go hungry, no green cabbage, no green aspen, no green
I can't find herbs. Everything is pink.

“You are stupid, hare Koska,” the owl laughed. - You will never find
nothing green because you have rose-colored glasses on your nose. They all
repaint. Give them to me.

And Koska the hare was already tired of glasses, his nose was rubbed. “Well, them,” he thought.
he - they are not magical at all.

And gave points.

Since then, their owl Semka wears. His eyes are already so big, but with glasses on
bicycle wheels have become similar. He sits at night on an old oak, shouting
lingering throughout the forest:

— Wu-u-u-u-u-u!

He wants to say: “Wow, what wonderful glasses I have!” But
only he cannot pronounce all the words, so he draws one letter.