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Mom's birthday

This fairy tale about chickens teaches children to be caring and to be able to not only receive, but also give gifts.

“On an early autumn morning, the chickens Pik, Tsyp and their little sister Klu did not want to wake up. Papa rooster woke them up when the sun had just appeared over the horizon. The fact is that today was the mother chicken's birthday. Father Rooster asked if the chickens had a gift ready for their mother. But the chickens really wanted to sleep, but they didn’t want to prepare a surprise at all.

Then daddy rooster invited them to play a very interesting game. Well, who would refuse to play, even if it’s early morning outside?

The chickens quickly crawled out of their cribs and, on tiptoe, so as not to wake up their mother, followed their father to the kitchen.

On the table there was a bowl of flour, milk, sugar and multi-colored grains. Dad said that today all the chickens will be cooks.

Chick and Peek added milk and sugar to the flour and began to mix the dough, while dad and little Clue prepared the cream from butter and condensed milk. When the dough was ready, the chickens and dad put it in a mold and put it in the oven. The cooks coated the finished cake with cream and sprinkled with colored grains.

When the mother chicken woke up, a delicious and beautiful surprise was already waiting for her in the kitchen. The chickens and their dad sang a funny song to their mom and gave her a cake. Mom was very happy, and the chickens realized that cooking and giving gifts was very nice and fun.”

Chicken night

Once upon a time there lived a chicken Taras. He was yellow, like the sun. And his character was sunny. The chicken was trusting and tried to make friends with everyone. One day a rooster appeared on the chicken's path. The rooster was very surprised at how Taras looked - he was scared, disheveled, his feathers were trembling.

- What's wrong with you, chicken? - asked the rooster.

“Now I’ll tell you everything,” said the chicken.

— When I was very little, I was friends with the puppy Potap. I was on short terms with him. But one day the puppy stood up on the wrong foot. And from that moment our troubles began. The puppy imagined that since he was an adult dog in the future, he should scare me and chase me around the yard. So I drove it today. I ran home as fast as I could, to the chicken coop. And he's behind me. I barely made it. Now don't set foot near him.

“You shouldn’t have been offended,” said the rooster. Potap likes to run, but he doesn’t hold a grudge. Look, he played a little trick and now he sleeps without his hind legs. Let's play with him when he wakes up.

“I won’t set foot near his kennel anymore,” muttered the chicken and went to play with the duckling.

But the rooster still decided to reconcile the former friends. When Potap woke up, the rooster told him that the chicken was offended by him. Potap barked for order and went to make peace with Taras. He looked at the chicken from head to toe and said that it looked like a little fluffy sun. Taras looked at the puppy incredulously, but did not turn away. Then the puppy took out a sugar bone from his hiding place and offered it to the chicken.

“Thank you, Potap, but chickens don’t eat bones,” said Taras.

The puppy blushed and hid the bone. But peace was restored. The rooster went home, the mother called the duckling, and the chicken and puppy began to play hide and seek. They played until the sun hid behind a cloud. It began to get dark, and the friends went home.

The chicken was glad that he had finally made peace with the puppy. The chicken had warm, friendly dreams.

The puppy also smiled happily in his sleep. He snorted little by little. He was essentially a good dog.

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A fairy tale about a little fox and a chicken

This fairy tale teaches children to choose friends not by appearance, but by inner qualities.

“Once upon a time there lived one little chicken. He was so tiny that he was afraid to even leave the house - what if a bear didn’t notice him and crush him, or if a bunny accidentally jumped right on his head? But the worst thing that awaited the chicken outside the gates of the house was a meeting with a cunning red fox. More than once the chicken had to hear about the danger of foxes, because they hunt for small tasty chickens and take them to their hole to eat there.

But sitting at home all day was so boring that one day the chicken decided to go out into the forest for a walk.

How beautiful it was in the forest! There are green leaves everywhere, nightingales sing their beautiful songs on the branches, the sun is shining in the sky, yellow, like the chicken itself. While the baby was admiring the sun, someone quietly crept up behind him. The chicken turned its head. A fox stood in front of him. Before the chicken had time to open his mouth and call for help, the fox put his paw on his head and... shouted loudly: “How cute!” Let's be friends!"

This is where the fairy tale about the chicken and the little fox ends, but their friendship has just begun, and many new and interesting things await their friends.”

Why it's so important to obey and how the chicken almost got into trouble

Chicken Little Chicken is a yellow fluffy ball. He lives with his mother Hen Hen and father Rooster on the farm. Tsypa has many little brothers and sisters. Living on a farm is a lot of fun! Wherever you go, something interesting awaits you. Curly-haired sheep live in the next hangar. Tsypa really likes to sneak there secretly and pull their curls. The sheep grumble and bleat:

Beee-beee, who's pulling my fur?

Beee-beee, me too!

I don't see anyone, beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

One day, Tsypa finally got caught; he laughed too loudly and didn’t have time to hide. Then the sheep chased him away and complained to the mother hen. And then the Little Hen said:

Cluck-clack, I'm very upset, Chick, that you're hurting the sheep, cluck-clack, why are you so disobedient to me!

I was just having fun, pee-pee-pee. But I won’t go to them again, honestly! - Chicken Little Chicken answered the mother hen.

Large beautiful horses live in the stables on the farm. Chicken always dreamed of riding one of them at least once, but Mother Chicken, as usual, did not allow it. It seemed to Chick that his mother was specifically forbidding him from all the most interesting things, so he often did not listen to his mother’s prohibitions and did everything contrary to her words.

Once he made his way into the stable, Tsypa watched with delight as the strong and majestic horses ran around in a circle with a beautiful gallop. What Tsypa liked most was the white horse with massive legs. Little Chicken became scared, because he seems very tiny against the backdrop of huge and fast horses. Once he is in the arena, he will face trouble.

He was trembling all over from the thoughts that came into his head. But at the same time, he imagined himself riding a white horse and dreamed of feeling what it would be like. And he wanted to ride so much that he overcame his fear, and at that moment, when the white horse passed by him, the chicken jumped high and caught its wings on the horse’s tail.

And what started here! The horse suddenly went into a gallop, Tsypa, overcoming himself, tried not to fall when the tail swayed up and down at high speed. He tried to climb up the tail to saddle the horse, but it just picked up speed and poor little Chicken slid lower and lower.

Soon the other horses became alarmed, surprised that the racing had suddenly begun. The white horse kicked, trying to throw off his unexpected companion. And Tsypa shouted to him, in the hope that he would hear his thin chicken voice:

Wait, slow down, pee-pee-pee! I'm going to fall, pee-pee-pee!

But the horse didn’t stop, and then everything happened so quickly that Tsypa didn’t even have time to understand what really happened. The horse reared up and bucked with incredible force. The little chicken flew straight to where the horses were galloping at high speed. Heavy hooves flashed before his eyes, and he tried to dodge them.

Everything was mixed up, Tsypa felt so scared and sad because he didn’t listen to his mother and found himself in such a situation that tears flowed from his eyes. And suddenly, he heard from somewhere above:

Here he is! Yikes! He's the one who clung to me! - it was the same strong white stallion who addressed the chocolate-colored horse rushing past.

Yes, it's a chicken! Yikes! I wonder how he ended up here! - the chocolate horse answered him when he ran a whole circle again.

I'm Chicken! - a thin voice was heard, the words were difficult to understand, since Tsypa did not stop crying.

Stop, everyone! - the stallion commanded, and the horses began to slow down. They gradually surrounded Chicken, carefully examining him. “Why did you scare me, little chicken?”

I just wanted to go for a ride, pee-pee-pee... - said Tsypa with shame.

A loud horse neigh was heard. Everyone laughed at him. And the yellow chick turned a little red from embarrassment

How did you like the trip? Igo-go? - said the horse with gray spots on its back.

Neighing was heard again. Chick noticed the white horse coming closer to him. His beautiful long muzzle bent down so low that Chicken could see the big horse eyes. And then he heard a quiet voice:

Don't pay any attention to them, yoke. They always laugh at everything.

I was so stupid that I decided to disobey my mother, I could have died! Pee-pee-pee! I am so sorry! Pee-pee-pee! - Tears ran down his cheeks again.

Yikes... Stupid Chicken Little. “You could have just asked me to give you a ride without causing such a commotion at the hippodrome,” the horse said edifyingly.

“I thought you wouldn’t want to,” Tsypa answered him regretfully.

So I decided to ride my tail. It was a very stupid thing to do. But you're scared enough. Climb on me, I'll take you home.

Please forgive me, I will never do this again,” the little chicken sincerely apologized.

Of course, the white horse, whose name, as it later turned out, was George, forgave the young chicken. He took him home, thereby fulfilling the yellow lump’s cherished dream. The mother hen wailed and reprimanded her son for a long time, but Georgy convinced her that everything had turned out okay and Tsypa had already realized his guilt.

Chicken promised to obey his mother better. After all, she never says something just like that, out of harm, mom always makes sure that the children feel better. And even if not immediately, Tsypa understood this.

Why read fairy tales to children?

Fairy tales are a great opportunity to tell kids simply about complex things. It is from them that the baby learns about friendship, love and care, learns to distinguish good from bad and good from evil.

Don’t be lazy, read a fairy tale to your baby before bed. Believe me, even the best cartoon or audio recording cannot replace your mother’s own voice, which lulls you to sleep and sets you up for a sound sleep.

Need to think

There were two eggs lying on a high sofa. The sun warmed them. And the wind turned it from side to side. Then a chicken came out of one egg.

“Good morning,” he said to the sun. The sun smiled. And the lively chicken came up to the other testicle and... poked its nose. “Hey, you, get out!”

“We need to think,” answered a stern voice. “And why think,” the first chicken was indignant. “The weather is so good.” “So what,” answered the second one. - You still need to think. Why do we need a head? “I don’t know, I don’t know,” the first chicken jabbered. - Let's go for a walk.

And they walked along the hill, along the path, through the green meadow. They walked and walked and suddenly they saw a bread crumb. “What is it?!” - shouted the first one. “We need to think,” answered the second one. “What is there to think about?” - the first one bit, and the second one - the second one was left without breakfast.

The brothers passed a meadow and a hill. The stream is clear... The first chicken ran and jumped over. And the second one kept thinking and came up with a bridge. Yes, he fell from it.

“You see,” said the lively brother, if you didn’t think like me, everything would be in order. And then they went out to the sea. “Swimmed, or what?” - said the first one. - Wait, we need to think. Do you see an empty box on the shore? “Yes,” said the chicken. “If you attach a sail from a leaf to this box, you will get a beautiful ship.” That’s how they sailed.

The lively brother kept trying to crow and wave his twig. He, you see, was herding whales. And the whales, oddly enough, were even happy. Nobody ever herded them. But here...

Cold winds blew here. The happy whales said “goodbye” and swam back to the warm seas. And the chickens' sail withered. And the waves carried them to the cold island. Then a large wave rose to the sky and threw them ashore.

- What to do?! - the first chicken shouted on the shore. “We need to think,” said the second. “It’s so cold, and you still want to think about something.” You're just a fool. - And the nimble chicken ran away.

All day, to keep warm, he ran back and forth across the bare island. Well, what about the second chicken? The one who loved to think? What did he do? Here's what. I thought and thought and made a house for myself out of a boat-box. And then he sat down and began to look out the window. And outside the window it was cold, white cold snowflakes were flying.

- Can? “There was a knock on the door, and a lively chicken came in. Its beak was shaking from the cold, and it looked like a snowball on two legs. “I,” the lively chicken said stuttering and looked at the roof, “I still thought...” “You thought.” ? — the second one was surprised. “Yes,” said the first one, “I still thought.” It's cold outside. And it’s better in your house. Well done!

Since then, the brothers lived together. The lively chicken understood: sometimes you still have to think. Otherwise, why do we need a head? Not only to crow!

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