Olga Mikhailovna Gordeeva

Once upon a time, there were wheat grains. Their home was a simple spikelet that grew among the same wheat ears in the field. The field flourished. Ripe poured together grains.

But one day a mouse came running - a vole. She bit off the stalk of the spikelet and carried it into her hole. The spikelet was heavy, because everything grains fully ripe and were a beautiful golden color. The mouse carefully carried the spikelet, but one thing grain fell out of his house right on the ground.

Soon combines and tractors arrived on the field. They harvested all the grain and plowed the whole field.

grain lay under a clod of earth and sadly thought about what would happen to him next. But then it started to rain.

“Oh, how terrible and dreary it is for me to lie alone in this earthen hole!”

These words were heard by the sun. It regretted the little grain, and sent her children to him - the rays of the sun. The grain got warm, rotten from heat and moisture. And suddenly something great happened miracle: inside grain woke up sprout. He was very small and thin.

Rostochka became crowded in grain and he reached for the sun and went outside. grain was no longer so lonely and dreary, because the sprout and grain were one.

But suddenly a cold north wind blew, poured cold rain, and then frost hit. Winter came. The poor sprout cried and cried out: “How can I be? What to do in order not to die in the winter?

The cloud heard him. She released her daughters - snowflakes.

Snowflakes whirled in a beautiful quiet dance and lay down on the ground, forming white bedspread. Although the snowflakes were cold, the blanket was unusually warm. Rostochek warmed himself in his snowy bed and fell asleep under the lullaby of a snowstorm, which sang its songs to him all winter.

Spring came. The snow has melted. And the sprout woke up. Now he was reaching for the sun, straightening his bright green leaves. Every day he became stronger and stronger. It was no longer that weak little sprout that was afraid of everything. It was already a real winter bush wheat! And soon tall tubules grew from which spikelets appeared and flowers blossomed. How happy the bush was with its first flowers!

A cheerful summer breeze rejoiced with him. Playing with the breeze, the bush did not even notice how its pollen woke up and pollinated the flowers. In place of flowers began to grow and pour grains. And many more days and nights passed before the bush felt that all of it grains poured and turned golden yellow. Holding heavy ears was not easy! But the bush was very proud that from a small grain such a wonderful plant!

It got cold. Sometimes it rained. One day, many birds flew into the field. They wanted to feed before a long journey, because they soon flew away to foreign lands. Bush was not greedy and gave everything to the birds. Only a few grain fell to the ground. And from that day on, everyone the grain began its life.

When I used to read a fairy tale "The Cockerel and the Beanstalk", for some reason, with my adult brain, for a long time I could not understand what kind of tricks these were: the cockerel is bad, he is suffocating, dying, you can say, and everyone to whom the chicken turns for help, instead of helping, they drive her to fulfill their petty desires. And why write a fairy tale about it? What is the meaning of such a tale? And only recently, having listened to the speaker's introduction before the audio production, I realized: why, they simply had no other choice! They persecuted her not because they wanted to, but because they could not help in any other way! And the tale about how the cockerel choked on a bean seed is actually about mutual assistance! Remember this and don't be as blind as me! 🙂

Cockerel and bean seed

There lived a cockerel and a hen.

The cockerel was in a hurry, everything was in a hurry, and the hen, you know, says to yourself:

"Petya, don't be in a hurry!" Petya, don't rush!

Once a cockerel was pecking at bean seeds, and in a hurry, he choked. He choked, did not breathe, did not hear, as if the dead were lying.

The chicken was frightened, rushed to the hostess, shouting:

- Oh, hostess, give butter as soon as possible, grease the cockerel's neck: the cockerel choked on a bean seed.

The hostess says:

- Run quickly to the cow, ask her for milk, and I'll beat the butter.

The chicken rushed to the cow:

- Cow, dove, give me some milk! The hostess will churn butter out of milk, I will smear the neck of the cockerel with butter: the cockerel has choked on a bean seed.

- Go quickly to the owner, let him bring me fresh grass.

The chicken runs to the owner:

- Master, master! Hurry, give the cow fresh grass, the cow will give milk, the hostess will knock butter out of the milk, I will smear the neck of the cockerel with butter: the cockerel choked on a bean seed.

The owner says to her:

- Run quickly to the blacksmith for a scythe.

The hen rushed with all its might to the blacksmith:

“Blacksmith, blacksmith, give the master a good scythe!” The owner will give grass to the cow, the cow will give milk, the hostess will give me butter, I will grease the neck of the cockerel: the cockerel choked on a bean seed.

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Bean Seed - Russian folk tale that every family is familiar with. It tells the story of how a cockerel choked on a bean seed. What will the hen go to to save him? Who will help her in this, and how will it all end? Read about all this in a fairy tale. She teaches responsiveness, compassion, mutual assistance, gratitude and the fact that it is worth being kind, selfless and forgetting about disagreements when loved ones are in mortal danger.

There lived a cockerel and a hen. A cockerel rummaged and dug a bean.

“Ko-ko-ko, chicken, eat a bean seed!”

- Ko-ko-ko, cockerel, eat yourself!

The cockerel ate a grain and choked. Called the chicken

- Go, chicken, to the river, ask for some water to drink.

The chicken ran to the river:

- River, river, give me some water: the cockerel choked on a bean - a grain!

River says:

- Go to the sticky, ask for a leaf, then I'll give you some water.

The chicken ran to the sticky tree:

“Lipka, sticky, give me a leaf!” I'll take the leaf to the river, the river will give - water for the cockerel to drink: the cockerel choked on a bean seed.

Lipka says:

- Go to the girl, ask for a thread.

The chicken ran

- Girl, girl, give me a thread! I’ll take the thread to sticky, sticky will give a leaf, I’ll take the leaf to the river, the river will give water to the cockerel to drink: the cockerel choked on a bean seed.

The girl replies:

- Go to the combers, ask for a comb, then I'll give you a thread.

The hen ran to the combers:

“Combers, combers, give me a comb!” I’ll take the comb to the girl, the girl will give the thread, I’ll take the thread to sticky, sticky will give a leaf, I’ll take the leaf to the river, the river will give water to the cockerel to drink: the cockerel choked on a bean seed.

The combers say:

- Go to the Kalashnikovs, let them give us rolls.

The chicken ran to the Kalashnikovs:

— Kalashnikov, Kalashnikov, give kalach! I’ll take the kalachi to the combers, the combers will give the comb, I’ll take the comb to the girl, the girl will give a thread, I’ll take the thread to sticky, sticky will give a leaf, I’ll take the leaf to the river, the river will give water to the cockerel to drink: the cockerel choked on a bean seed.

Kalashnikov says:

- Go to the woodcutters, let them give us firewood.

The hen went to the lumberjacks:

- Woodcutters, woodcutters, give me firewood! I’ll take the firewood to the Kalashnikovs, the Kalashnikovs will give the rolls, I’ll take the rolls to the combers, the combers will give the comb, I’ll take the comb to the girl, the girl will give a thread, I’ll take the thread to sticky, the sticky will give a leaf, I’ll take the leaf to the river, the river will give water to the cockerel to drink: the cockerel choked on a bean seed.

The lumberjacks gave the hen firewood.

The hen took the firewood to the Kalashnikovs, the Kalashnikovs gave her rolls, the rolls gave it to the combers, the combers gave her a comb, they took the comb to the girl, the girl gave her a thread, she took the thread to sticky, the sticky gave a leaf, took the leaf to the river, the river gave water.

The cockerel got drunk, and a grain slipped through.

Cockerel crowed.

Fairy tale about friends: Petya-cockerel and hen. The cockerel was always in a hurry to peck at grains and once choked on a bean. The kind hen, who always advised him not to rush, went around everyone around, but saved her friend - she smeared her neck with oil.

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There lived a cockerel and a hen. The cockerel was in a hurry, but in a hurry, and the hen, know for yourself, says:

Petya, don't rush. Petya, don't rush.

Once a cockerel was pecking at bean seeds, and in a hurry he choked. He choked, did not breathe, did not hear, lies not to move. The chicken was frightened, rushed to the hostess, shouting:

Oh, hostess, let me quickly grease the cockerel's neck with butter: the cockerel choked on a bean seed.

The hostess says:

Run quickly to the cow, ask her for milk, and I'll beat the butter.

The chicken rushed to the cow:

Cow, my dear, give me milk as soon as possible, the hostess will knock butter out of milk, I will grease the neck of the cockerel with butter: the cockerel choked on a bean seed.

Go quickly to the owner, let him bring me fresh grass.

The chicken runs to the owner:

Master! Master! Give the cow fresh grass, the cow will give milk, the hostess will knock butter out of the milk, I will grease the cockerel's neck with butter: the cockerel choked on a bean seed.

Run quickly to the blacksmith for a scythe, says the owner.

The hen rushed with all its might to the blacksmith:

Blacksmith, blacksmith, give the owner a good scythe as soon as possible. The owner will give grass to the cow, the cow will give milk, the hostess will give me butter, I will grease the neck of the cockerel: the cockerel choked on a bean seed.

The blacksmith gave the owner a new scythe, the owner gave the cow fresh grass, the cow gave milk, the hostess churned butter, gave butter to the hen. The chicken smeared the neck of the cockerel. The bean seed slipped through. The cockerel jumped up alive and sang at the top of his voice.

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There lived a cockerel and a hen. Once a cockerel found a bean seed and offered it to a hen.
- Ko-ko-ko, chicken, eat a bean seed!
- Ko-ko-ko, cockerel, eat it yourself! she replied.

The cockerel began to swallow the grain and choked - the grain got stuck in the neck. He called the chicken for help:
- Go, please, chicken, to the river, ask her for some water so that I can drink.

The chicken ran to the river:
- Fluid river, give me some water, my cockerel choked on a bean seed!

The river answers:
- Go, you chicken, to the sticky tree, ask her for a leaf, then I will give you some water.

The chicken ran to the sticky tree:
- Sticky, sticky, give me a leaf! I will take the leaf to the river, the river will give water to my cockerel to drink, the cockerel choked on a bean seed.

Lipka responds:
- Go to the girl, ask her for a thread, then I'll give you a piece of paper.

The chicken ran to the girl:
- Girl, girl, give me a thread! I will take the thread to Lipka, the Lipka will give me a leaf, I will take the leaf to the river, the river will give me water to drink, the cockerel choked on a bean seed.

The girl replies:
- Go, chicken, to the combers, ask them for a comb, then I'll give you a thread.

The hen ran to the combers:
- Combers, combers, give me a comb! I will take the comb to the girl, the girl will give me a thread, I will take the thread to sticky, sticky will give me a leaf, I will take the leaf to the river, the river will give me water to drink, the cockerel choked on a bean seed.

The thieves answer:
- Go, chicken, to the Kalashnikovs, let them give us rolls, then we will give you a comb

The chicken ran to the Kalashnikovs:
- Kalashnikov, Kalashnikov, give me rolls! I will take the kalachi to the combers, the combers will give me a comb, I will take the comb to the girl, the girl will give me a thread, I will take the thread to Lipka, the sticky will give me a leaf, I will take the leaf to the river, the river will give me water to drink the cockerel, the cockerel choked on a bean seed.

Kalashnikov answers:
- Go, chicken, to the woodcutters, let them give us firewood, then we will give you rolls.

The hen went to the lumberjacks:
- Woodcutters, woodcutters, give me firewood! I will take firewood to the Kalashnikovs, the Kalashnikovs will give me rolls, I will take the rolls to the combers, the combers will give me a comb, I will take the comb to the girl, the girl will give me a thread, I will take the thread to Lipka, the sticky will give me a leaf, I will take the leaf to the river, the river will give me water to the cockerel get drunk, the cockerel choked on a bean seed.

The lumberjacks gave the hen firewood. The chicken took the firewood to the Kalashnikovs, the Kalashnikovs gave her kalachi, the chicken gave the kalachi to the combers, the combers gave her a comb, the chicken took the comb to the girl, the girl gave her a thread, the chicken took the thread to sticky, the sticky gave her a leaf, the chicken took the leaf to the river, the river gave her water.

The cockerel drank some water, and the bean seed slipped through. The cockerel crowed loudly:
- Cuckoo!

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