There was, and there was nothing - a husband and wife lived. The husband was so lazy that he didn’t want to do anything. For whole days he just eats and walks - he turns on one side, then on the other. And the wife works hard, feeds herself and her husband, dresses, everything, she does everything alone. But no matter how much the wife beats, they are all poor and poor. And what can she do alone? And the field, unfortunately for them, is somewhere far away, but everything is stony, but sandy, only it grows like nettles and all kinds of weeds, nothing more.
So my wife gathered in the spring, begged the neighbors, plowed this field with their help, then took up the grain, sowed it, and a cornfield sprang up - but what a cornfield, the whole sea is agitated. The harvest month has come, the bread is ripe, and the wife says to her husband:
- Get up, go and take a look at our field. Maybe nothing has sprung up there and we only hope in vain.
This lazy man got up somehow, dragged himself along. Only did not go half the way, when he turned back, came home and said to his wife:
- I was, I saw - nothing there, except for nettles and weeds, has sprung up, for nothing, only so much grain has been consumed.
The wife knows what kind of cornfield they have, but she didn’t say anything to her husband. And when the harvest time has come, he says to him:
- Either go to the field to reap, or stay at home, beat the butter, feed the hen with the chickens, look after them, sift the flour, bake bread.
The bummer decided to stay at home. He took a skein of his wife's thread and, so that the chickens would not scatter and bother him, tied them all with one thread to a hen and let them go through the threshing floor.
Suddenly, out of nowhere - a kite, he pounced on the chickens and carried them all along with the tied hen. And the lazy man put on his back a sack of flour, a sieve, milk in a bowl and chased the kite like that, thinking: "I'll scare the kite, I'll make it throw the hen with the chickens, and sift the flour, and beat the butter, so I'll get rid of all things at once."
Only he did not catch up with the kite, he didn’t sift the flour, he didn’t knock down the butter - everything fell into his hands, was beaten and woke up. So he was left with nothing. The bummer thinks what to do, how to meet his wife without chickens.
He remembered that his wife had laid eggs. He took out these eggs, put them in a basket and sat on them, thinking: “I’ll sit for a while. Perhaps, while the wife returns from the field, new chickens will hatch. "
A lazy man sits on eggs, coughs like a brood hen: "Quoh-quoh ... Quoh-quoh ..."
The wife returned from the harvest, shouting to her husband:
- Open the doors!
And the husband only clucks in response:
- Quoh, quoh, quoh!
The second time the wife shouts:
- Open the doors!
- Quoh, quoh, quoh! - the husband answers again. And for the third time his wife shouted:
- But where are you, where have you disappeared? Open the doors, what are you deaf ?!
Nobody answers her anything, only "kwoh, kwoh" is heard from the house.
The wife broke down the door and entered. He sees her husband sitting in the basket, that hen, and coughs.
- What else are you invented, what are you doing there? Get out of this basket now.
- The kite took the hen with the chickens, so I wanted to hatch new chickens, - says the husband.
“I don’t need your chickens, get out,” says the wife, pulled him out of the basket and sat him by the hearth.
The next morning, the husband's wife asks:
- How are you? Are you going to reap, or maybe you will stay at home again?
- No, I'd better go to reap, - says the husband, - just give me three chickens: one for breakfast, one for lunch, one for dinner.
- Oh, just take off this crop, not three, but four chickens a day I will give you. The bummer went to the field. And I didn’t bind two sheaves in a day, everything was lying around and sleeping, but no chickens
I forgot - I ate all three at a time. Time goes by. It took three, four days. So all the bread in the field would dry up and crumble, only one day the wife of a lazy woman got up, dressed like a man, took a weapon, mounted a horse and rode off. She drove up to her husband and shouts:
- Hey, reaper, do you know what kind of lazy person? Our king's son is sick, dying. They taught us to feed him with this lazy liver.
The lazy man got scared and began to swear:
- Only an hour, as I started to press, where could I collect more?
“Look, you’ll not take off all the bread by evening, I’ll come and chop off your head, cut out your liver and take it away,” the warrior said and left.
The bummer rushed to reap, took off all the bread, did not leave one ear. In the evening he fell slightly alive from fatigue and gasped. His wife came, brought food, is it before him? Sits barely alive, barely breathing.
The wife asks:
- Why are you so tired?
A lazy man told her that a man had passed from the king and threatened: “If you don’t take off all the bread until evening, I’ll come, kill you, cut out the liver and take it away.”
- Do not be afraid, - his wife consoled him, - he squeezed everything, he will not do anything to you. So somehow the sheaves were tied up, carried; thrashed and filled up the grain.
This bummer had one pig. Whatever is edible in the house, he wears everything this pig. Feeds her, feeds her. The wife said:
- We ourselves have nothing, why are you dragging all this pig? We'd better stab her.
“No, I’m not stabbing until the fat comes out of her,” says her husband.
The wife took the butter, melted it, poured it on the pig, showed it to her husband and said:
- You see, as she got fat, the fat crawls out of her.
Then the lazy man took and stabbed his beloved pig - no matter how he loved her, but his stomach, apparently, loved more.
Very soon the lazy man ate his pig, only one ham and his wife managed to hide it. The lazy man found out that his wife had one more ham, and stuck:
- Give it too!
- No, - says the wife, - I won't!
“I’ll die if you don’t.”
“Die,” the wife says. - You will die, you will not bring damage to anyone.
A lazy man got up, lay down on the couch, closed his eyes, fell silent and lay there, not breathing. The wife wept over her husband, who is over the dead.
They brought the priest, put together a coffin, laid the lazy person and carried him to the church. All the same, the wife came up to her husband again, whispered:
- Get up, or we'll bury you.
- How can I get up? I died.
- Get up, I say, - repeats the wife.
“If you give me a pork leg, I’ll get up,” the husband says.
- Not! - says the wife.
“No, I won’t get up.”
They carried the lazy man like a dead man and put him to bed in the church. As it got dark, the wife of this lazy man got up, went to the church doors and shouted:
- Hey, dead, old and new! Listen - a new temple is being built in the sky, get up to carry all the bricks. The old dead wear a hundred, the new two hundred.
The lazy man thought: "I can't even lift five bricks, why the hell am I going to carry them for two hundred?" Jumped up and let's run from the church.
Since then, he does not think of either dying or asking for pork hams, and he no longer walks on his side. He began to work, and the husband and wife healed happily and richly.
The pestilence is there, the feast is here,
Sifting out there, flour here.
Storyteller, listener
Save from the pestilence.
15.02.2016
When winter came, Buhl the hedgehog was very happy about the snow. He sledged down a high hill, played snowballs with Teddy Bear and ate juicy tangerines. And in the evening, to a hedgehog tired of daytime games, my mother told interesting stories. She remembered many of them by heart, and found some on the Internet. She also found there a fairy tale about laziness, which greatly helped the hedgehog.
How Bulyu was told the tale of laziness
One morning Buhl woke up and saw that all the paths to their cozy house were so covered with snow that it was impossible to go outside. Because of this, the school was quarantined, and the hedgehog had to stay at home all alone. 
Buhl woke up when his parents had already left for work. A delicious breakfast was waiting for him on the table. After eating, the hedgehog began to think about what to do. Of course, it was necessary to wash the plate, but the hedgehog did not want to wet his paws. He took out his toys, but playing alone was boring. Boole threw his cars on the floor. He wandered around the house and then fell asleep.
The hedgehog slept all day and all night. And when his mother woke him up in the morning, Bulya suddenly became too lazy to get up. He didn't want to dress, brush his teeth, and make the bed. The hedgehog did not even want to go to visit the Bear. But he was his best friend!
Boole, are you feeling bad? - Dad asked him in the evening.
The hedgehog admitted that he does not have a fever, but for some reason he does not want to do anything. Then dad said to him:
- Let's go to a fairy tale about laziness to read.
Dad tells a tale
“A long time ago, when our forest was very small, a little girl came to it. She was wearing a dress with jam stains, and one pigtail was tousled. The girl sat on a tree stump and sat on it all day. A squirrel ran to her and called to play with him. But the girl refused. She didn’t go with the hare, and she refused the teddy bear. Her drawn-out sighs carried through the forest and disturbed its inhabitants. The children did not want to play to these sounds, and their mothers did not want to bake delicious pies. The dads didn't go to work. All the inhabitants of the forest did nothing. Very soon, their houses became dirty, and the refrigerators were empty. The forest dwellers are sad. " 
- Buhl, this girl's name was Sloth. It comes when you say that you are bored.
- How did they chase her away, dad?
The hedgehog dad smiled:
“They didn't chase her away. Mother Bunny saw that everyone was sad and lazy. And she decided to bake her signature cherry pie. And he smelled so delicious that the girl went for his scent. She was promised a piece if she combed her hair and washed her dress. The girl refused at first, but the mother of the Bunny put a scoop of ice cream to the cake. The girl could not resist and put herself in order.
When she came into the kitchen, clean and beautiful, a smile played on her face. The girl didn't want to be sad anymore. She ate the pie and even washed the plate after her. 
- So it's all about cherry pie? - asked the hedgehog.
- No, Boole. When laziness comes, you can't give in to it. I need to brush my teeth and help my mom. You see, hedgehogs and other forest dwellers are happy only when they do something. Therefore, dads go to work, children go to school, and mothers bake pies.
Buhl understood everything, and he felt very ashamed. He decided to download a fairy tale about laziness and read it to all his school friends.
The next morning, he woke up very early, tucked the bed, cleaned the needles and brewed tea for Mom and Dad. And then he ran to the Bear and was never lazy again!
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On this page read the text "The Tale of the Lazy Man" by Samuil Marshak, written in 1922.
In one action
CHARACTERS
Father.
Fisherman.
Lazy son.
Watchman.
Woodcutter.
Old man.
Stonemason.
A pillar with the inscription "Big Road".
FATHER (taking his son out on the road). Here's a big road. Go wherever you want. Enough for you to sit on the stove and eat your father's bread for free.
LAZY PERSON. Your truth, father! But where should I go? I'd rather sit here on a pebble.
FATHER. Why are you going to sit in vain? Get down to business.
LAZY PERSON. And I, father, will sit and think about what business to do.
FATHER. You have been in prison for twenty years and have not invented anything. Well, okay, sit still for an hour and think. And then I'll come and take a look. If you can't think of anything, I'll drown you!
LAZY PERSON. Okay, swamp! Your will! (Bows at his feet.)
The father leaves.
Invented! I will count the raven! One, two, three ... There are so many of them! Four, five ... Look, they fly away, they don't sit still, it's hard to count ... Six, seven, eight ... Oh, I was mistaken, there was a big jackdaw! (He waves his hand.) Ksh, go away! Nine ten…
There is the Lumberjack.
WOODCUTTER. Hello Bummer. What are you doing?
LAZY PERSON. I count the raven.
WOODCUTTER. Good thing, are you getting paid a lot for it?
LAZY PERSON. Pay nothing!
WOODCUTTER. This means that this is an unprofitable business. You better come to my service.
LAZY PERSON. What are you doing?
WOODCUTTER. I cut firewood.
LAZY PERSON. How do you cut them?
WOODCUTTER. But like this! (Shows.)
LAZY PERSON. No, I don't like your job.
WOODCUTTER. And why is it bad?
LAZY PERSON. You have to work while standing. Legs will get tired.
WOODCUTTER. Well, look for easier things for yourself! (Leaves.)
The Stone Cutter appears.
KAMENOTES. Hello Bummer. What are you doing?
LAZY PERSON. Looking for work.
KAMENOTES. What can you do?
LAZY PERSON. Crow count, chop wood.
KAMENOTES. Why aren't you doing this?
LAZY PERSON. It is not profitable to count the crows, to cut firewood - you have to stand, your legs will get tired.
KAMENOTES. Come to my service. I work while sitting.
LAZY PERSON. How do you work?
The stonemason sits down and starts banging on the stone with a hammer.
No, this job is not good for me. The back hurts.
KAMENOTES. Well, look for easier jobs. (Leaves.)
The Fisherman appears.
RYBOLOV. Hello Bummer. What are you doing?
LAZY PERSON. Looking for work.
RYBOLOV. What can you do?
LAZY PERSON. Crow counting, chopping wood, chopping stones.
RYBOLOV. Why aren't you doing this?
LAZY PERSON. It is not profitable to count the crows, to chop wood - you have to stand, your legs get tired, to hew stones - your back hurts!
RYBOLOV. Well, come to my service. My job is easy: cast the line and wait until it bites.
LAZY PERSON. This is a good job. How long do you have to wait?
RYBOLOV. Sometimes you will sit all day.
LAZY PERSON. No, I don't like your job. I like to sleep during the day.
RYBOLOV. If you don't like it, you shouldn't. Look for easier jobs! (Leaves.)
The Guardian appears with a mallet.
THE WATCHER. Hello Bummer! What are you doing?
LAZY PERSON. Looking for work.
THE WATCHER. What can you do?
Lazy person. Crow counting, chopping wood, chopping stones, catching fish.
THE WATCHER. Why aren't you doing this?
Lazy person. Counting crows is not profitable, chopping wood - you have to stand, your legs get tired, heaving stones - your back hurts, fishing - you can't sleep during the day!
THE WATCHER. Come to my service. I sleep all day.
LAZY PERSON. All day? That is good. When do you work?
THE WATCHER. At night. I go and watch.
LAZY PERSON. No, your job doesn't suit me, I like to sleep at night too!
THE WATCHER. Oh you, Bummer! Look for another master! (Leaves.)
The Father appears.
FATHER. Well, what, Lazy, have come up with some business?
LAZY PERSON. Invented, father, invented!
FATHER. What can you do?
LAZY PERSON. Count ravens, chop wood, cut stones, catch fish, guard people.
FATHER. Why don't you do that?
LAZY PERSON. It’s not profitable to count the crows, sir, it’s unprofitable to chop wood, you have to stand, your legs get tired, you’ll get tired of chopping stones, your back hurts, you can’t catch fish during the day, you can’t watch people — you can’t sleep at night!
FATHER. Oh you, Bummer, Bummer! No good will come of you! Come on, I'll drown you in the river!
LAZY PERSON. Is it far to go?
FATHER. No, not far. You and I passed through the river when we walked here.
LAZY PERSON. You would have drowned before, otherwise now come back!
FATHER. Bend over, I'll tie a stone to your neck! (Ties a large stone.)
LAZY PERSON. Oh, and the trouble is with you!
The Old Man appears.
OLD MAN. Wait, why are you tying a stone around his neck?
FATHER. I want to heat.
OLD MAN. Why drown?
FATHER. He does not want to work, but there is nothing to feed him.
OLD MAN. Sorry for the fellow. Give it to me, I'll feed it!
LAZY PERSON. And what will you feed?
OLD MAN. Here is a bag of crackers. You will soak and eat them in water.
LAZY PERSON. More wet!
OLD MAN (to father). Well, fellow countryman, I have lived a century in the world, and I have never seen such a lazy person. Drown it, and quickly!
FATHER (To a lazy person). Get up, let's go.
LAZY PERSON. And where to?
FATHER. To the river!
LAZY PERSON. I won't go on foot. If you want to heat, take me or carry me in your arms!
FATHER. How am I going to carry you? I can't lift you!
LAZY PERSON. Call people for help!
FATHER. Oh, trouble is with you! (Looking around.) Hey, good people! Help the lazy son drown in the river.
WOODCUTTER
STONE (appearing). Why not help!
RYBOLOV We will help! Tea, neighbors!
THE WATCHER
(They raise the Bummer and sing.)
We are carrying the Lazy One to the river!
He lived his century on the stove!
He kept asking for food and drink!
We carry it to drown!
LAZY PERSON. Well, carry, carry, but do not shake it painfully! At least in the end I'll ride on you ... Farewell, good people, do not remember dashing!
FATHER. You would, Lazy, take off your hat, saying goodbye to people!
LAZY PERSON. Here's another - I'll start taking off my hat! And so it will be okay! Goodbye, good people!
Everyone leaves except the Old Man.
OLD MAN (one). Ay-ay-ay - sorry for the guy! Drown him. This is what laziness leads to!
The bummer returns.
LAZY PERSON. Corrected!
OLD MAN. Oh you, my dear! Is it really really corrected? Well, sit down, take the stone from your neck! Is it hard for you?
LAZY PERSON. How hard it is! (Tries to remove the stone.) Let it hang! Another rope to untie ... Never mind, I'll get used to it!
OLD MAN. What are you going to do now, darling?
LAZY PERSON. I will work.
OLD MAN. What a fine fellow! What kind of work will you take on?
LAZY PERSON. I will count the raven!
OLD MAN. What's the use of this?
LAZY PERSON. No good, but on the other hand, there is little hassle! Sit on a stone and count ... Look, how many of them have flown! One, two, three, four ... Ksh! (He waves his hat.)
Note:
The play "A Tale of a Bummer" was first published with the subtitle "In 1 Act" in the book: "Vasilieva E. and Marshak S., Theater for Children", 1922.
In the literature of various countries, there are traditionally many fairy tales (folk and literary) about the good and the evil, the strong and the mean, the brave and the stupid ... Among them are the tales of lazy people. This is probably no coincidence, because laziness is one of the most "praised" properties of human nature, along with courage, dexterity, and cunning. Moreover, some tales about lazy people admire this quality quite literally. And in some, characters who do not like to work are just popular.
Russian fairy tales about lazy people. Names and characters
Among Russian folk creations, a vivid example is "By the Pike's Command." Emelya, the protagonist of the tale, is certainly the very personification of this human property. The folk work tells the story of a person who does not want to work, lying on a Russian stove all day (some researchers of folk art consider the stove as a symbol of mother laziness). What happens next? Emelya accidentally catches a pike, which, for its release, offers the protagonist the fulfillment of all his desires "at the behest of the pike." Buckets go home without splashing water. The sledges go by themselves. And then, on the Russian stove, Emelya comes to the tsar himself, where, with the help of pike magic, he makes Mary the princess fall in love with him. The outraged king orders the young to be rolled into a barrel. But here, too, luck is on the side of Emelya. "By the dictates of a pike" again everything will turn out as well as possible: Emelya not only miraculously escapes with the princess, but also becomes rich and beautiful (and the tsar himself already recognizes and fears him).
"Lazy wife"
But Russian fairy tales about lazy people not only praise this property of the human character. In some of them, for example, "Lazy Wife", laziness is condemned, and a person who acts in this way is subject to criticism and punishment. This work tells the story of a wife who did not work around the house, did not weave, like other women (as was customary). The lazy wife constantly shirked her duties and made excuses. Then the husband decided to teach his negligent wife a lesson and pretended to be dead. And there is nothing to bury her husband in! After all, the lazy wife didn’t come up with anything. First she wraps her husband with thread, then with bedspreads brought by others. And then he suddenly "resurrects". The wife is scared, punished and now weaves linen, like all obedient women.
Literary tales
Not only in Russian folklore, fairy tales about lazy people (everyone knows their names: "12 months", "Morozko", "Two Frosts") were very popular. For example, the great Russian poet A.S. Pushkin made a great contribution to this literary genre. The poetic tale "About the priest and his worker Balda" can rightfully be considered one of the best works on this topic. By the way, it will be interesting to know that the basis of the literary work written by Pushkin was the folklore "Batrak Shabarsha" (published and recorded by the collector of fairy tales Afanasyev). In the poet's poems, the hard-working Balda and the lazy master - the priest - are contrasted. The farm laborer fulfills all the whims of the clergyman in exchange for food and calculation at the end: three clicks on the forehead. Balda - skillful, brave, strong, such that he can overcome the devils. Pop is cunning, lazy, greedy. But retribution is not far off for him. Balda demands a stipulated payment, and the lazy owner has to expose his forehead for clicks, which he cannot withstand and dies.
The names of famous fairy tales about lazy people
Many peoples have such works - literary processed and folklore. These include the Japanese work "Fan Tengu", the French "Puss in Boots" (literary retold by Charles Perrault), Grimm's "Lazy Heinz", the Indian fairy tale "About the Lazy Cuckoo", the Bashkir "About the Lazy Girl" and many others. All these works can be said to be tales of lazy people.
Here, they say, they say, the beloved heroes of Russian fairy tales (Ivan the Fool, Balda, Emelya) are lazy and fools. And in general, it is customary in our country to somehow look down on our folk tales, they say - some kind of nonsense, stupid fairy tales, one absurdity.
But it’s a big mistake to think so. First of all, because this is how Russian folk tales are seen only from our adult point of view.
But if you look at these heroes through the eyes not adults, but children- then these tales are not at all about lazy people and fools, but ABOUT THEM !!!
Want proof? Observe how your children react to these stories.
Want to know what feel CHILDREN, when they listen to fairy tales about Emelya, Balda and Ivan the Fool?
1. First, that the main characters of these tales are very close to them
- precisely because they are also completely unaware of the adult world of endless "useful and necessary" things. Don't fit into it. As they are - for now.
2. Secondly, that heroes (adults!) Also make mistakes
And sometimes they are so stupid and ridiculous that even small children could understand: they were mistaken, they were in a mess. They chose a bag of sand, not silver ("Balda") as a wage payment, went for firewood and, unable to cope with the sleigh, passed a bunch of people ("Emelya"), released a beautiful mare in exchange for a humpbacked little skate ("Little Humpbacked Horse" ).
(By the way, psychologists say that young children are VERY afraid of making a mistake - especially in comparison with an adult who can do everything a hundred times better and never stumbles in the eyes of children. Isn't it the “clever older brothers” of all fairy tales?)
3. Well, and the fact that they are all either bums, or not striving for anything foolish - this is again about children!
They do not understand why they need to go chopping wood if the stove is not so good. Why do you need to endlessly carry water, watch the horses, work here, there ...
They do not yet have a "program" to do something, because they "have to" - they do only what they want and enjoy. They live by their simple desires.
And these tales are important to them a hundredfold. They have enormous psychotherapeutic potential.
Because it is these fairy tales that soothe the anxiety arising in children.
They say:
- Look, there he is, such a big uncle, quite an adult - and he is also mistaken! It's okay to make mistakes, don't be afraid of mistakes!
- The road to true love is always difficult - but don't be afraid of difficulties, boldly overcome trials, like Ivan Tsarevich, and you will find your happiness (for boys, of course, girls are encouraged by fairy tales to follow the example of Elena the Beautiful and other girls-princesses);
- Do not be afraid to trust your intuition, follow it, as Ivanushka follows the ball, and the girl Vasilisa follows the advice of the doll;
- Follow your feelings, even when the mind says otherwise. Look: you thought that it was stupid to take a bag of sand, that Balda lost - and he saved the beauty from the fire with them. It turns out - I won!
- Like Emelya, you also don't like it when your elders ask you to do what you "don't want" - but, first of all, Emelya does it anyway (which means you need to help your elders, even when you don't seem to want to). And secondly, when we respond to the suggestions and requests of other people, miracles can happen to us (magic ring, pike, snake).
- To be kind, honest, sincere, open (asking everyone for directions, helping everyone) is good. The world helps those who help him. Rewards good for good.
- There are villains in the world (deceiving brothers, thieving Foxes, all destroying Serpents Gorynychi, greedy evil Koschei). But they are exceptions, specific characters. The world as a whole (rivers, trees, animals, the Sun and the Moon, the wind ...) is kind, sympathetic, loving and fair. And he will always help you defeat any evil. The main thing is that you yourself remain kind.
4. And also children do not measure the actions of the heroes with "adult justice."
They are not yet familiar with the Bible or the Constitution. This is still too complicated for them. But they are very consonant with the feelings of the heroes.
And when Emelya passed a bunch of people with his sleighs, they feel that they did not want this, that he did it by accident. "Just like I accidentally pushed Stasik yesterday."
And the fact that in the forest he made a club and on the way back it "broke off the sides" of people whom he accidentally offended, and they were going to take revenge on him on purpose, to attack him alone in a crowd - this can even cause jubilation. Because the kid feels that revenge is not fair, and that in this sense Emelya is right. And also because the kid does not yet know how to stand up for himself - and learns from the hero to defend himself from offenders.
(By the way, in the original version of the tale, Emelya did not make a mace in the forest, but a cookie for carrying firewood, a useful thing for the house. He is a kind hero, not vengeful at all. . I think that this version of the tale is more reliable. Well, and moral, of course).
When Emelya goes to the king on the stove, for an adult it sounds like the highest degree of laziness and impudence, for a child it sounds like the highest courage to remain oneself even in such extreme and dangerous circumstances.
When he whispers about Marya the princess: “Let her love me!”, For us this is a sign of insolence and an offensive freebie, for children it is a sign that they are loved not for something, that there is no venality in her. It has value, but no price. And that love can be asked just like that. And what is even more amazing - you can get it.
That the two of them were later chained into a barrel means that your desires may not be to everyone's liking, and that someone can create serious trouble for you for them.
But also the fact that there is a force that hears your requests, and - if you are true to yourself, kind and honest - will always help.
So is there a "freebie" in Russian fairy tales?
Or is it a "virus" invented by those adults who themselves have not heard these tales by their children?
And who are the favorite heroes of our fairy tales - fools, lazy people, princes or ... our children? Kids, for whom, in essence, these fairy tales are written ...
So - read them to your crumbs boldly!
And may our children grow up with the same bright and pure souls, like the heroes of Russian folk tales.
P.S. How do your children listen to fairy tales? Do you read them Russian folk tales? What do your children say about Balda, Emela and Ivan the Fool, why do they like (or not like) them? What characters do they want to be like, and why? Write in the comments!
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