Geese swans read large print. Russian folktale

There lived a man and a woman. They had a daughter and a little son.

- Daughter, - said the mother, - we will go to work, take care of the brother! Don't go outside, be smart - we'll buy you a handkerchief.

The father and mother left, and the daughter forgot what they ordered her: she put her brother on the grass under the window, she ran into the street, played, took a walk.

Geese-swans flew in, picked up the boy, carried him away on their wings.

The girl returned, lo and behold - there is no brother! She gasped, rushed back and forth - no!

She called him, burst into tears, lamented that it would be bad from father and mother, - the brother did not respond.

She ran out into an open field and only saw: geese-swans darted in the distance and disappeared behind dark forest... Then she guessed that they had taken her brother away: there had long been a bad reputation about the swan geese - that they were playing pranks, they carried away small children.

The girl rushed to catch up with them. I ran, ran, saw that there was a stove.

The stove answers her:
- Eat my rye pie - I'll tell you.
- I'll eat rye pie! My father doesn't even eat wheat ...

- Eat my forest apple - I'll tell you.
- My father’s gardeners don’t eat either ...

- Milky river, jelly banks, where did the swan-geese fly?
- Eat my simple jelly with milk - I'll tell you.
- My father doesn't even eat cream ...

For a long time she ran through the fields, through the forests. The day is approaching evening, there is nothing to do - you have to go home. Suddenly he sees - there is a hut on a chicken leg, about one window, turns around itself.

In the hut, an old Baba Yaga is spinning a tow. And my brother sits on a bench, playing with silver apples.

The girl entered the hut:
- Hello, grandma!
- Hello, girl! Why did you appear?
- I walked through the moss, through the swamps, I soaked my dress, I came to warm up.
- Sit down while you spin the tow.

Baba Yaga gave her a spindle, and she left. The girl is spinning - suddenly a mouse runs out from under the stove and says to her:
- Maid, maid, give me some porridge, I'll tell you a good one.

The girl gave her porridge, the mouse told her:
- Baba Yaga went to heat the bathhouse. She will wash you, evaporate you, put you in the oven, fry and eat you, she will roll on your bones.

The girl sits neither alive nor dead, crying, and the mouse to her again:
- Don't wait, take your brother, run, and I'll drag you along for you.

The girl took her brother and ran. And Baba Yaga comes up to the window and asks:
- Maid, are you spinning?

The mouse answers her:
- I'm going, grandma ...

Baba Yaga heated the bathhouse and followed the girl. And there is no one in the hut. Baba Yaga shouted:
- Swan geese! Fly in pursuit! The brother's sister took it away! ..

Sister and brother ran to the milk river. He sees - geese-swans are flying.

- River, mother, hide me!
- Eat my simple jelly.

The girl ate and said thank you. The river covered her under the jelly bank.

The girl and her brother ran again. And the geese-swans have returned, are flying towards, they are about to see. What to do? Trouble! There is an apple tree ...

- Apple tree, mother, hide me!
- Eat my forest apple.

The girl ate it quickly and said thank you. The apple tree covered it with branches, covered it with leaves.

Geese-swans did not see, flew past.

The girl ran again. Runs, runs, it's not far away. Then the swan-geese saw her, cackled - they swooped down, beat with their wings, look, they would snatch the brother out of his hands.

The girl ran to the stove:
- Stove, mother, hide me!
- Eat my rye pie.

The girl would rather put a pie in her mouth, and she and her brother - in the oven, sat down in the stomata.

Geese-swans flew, flew, shouted, shouted and flew away empty-handed to Baba Yaga.

The girl said thank you to the stove and ran home with her brother.

And then the father and mother came.

"Geese-Swans" from the collection of A.N. Afanasyev "Russian folk tales"

There lived an old man with an old woman. And they had a daughter, and a little son. Once they left for work, and the girl was ordered to look after her brother. The daughter forgot that her parents were punishing her, put her brother on the grass under the window, and she herself ran into the street, played a game, took a walk. Geese-swans flew in, grabbed the boy, carried him away on their wings.

A girl came, lo and behold - there is no brother! She ran out into the open field. He sees: geese-swans darted in the distance and disappeared behind a dark forest.

The girl rushed to catch up with them. She ran, ran through the forest, she saw that there was a stove. The girl says to the stove:
- Stove, stove, tell me where the swan-geese flew?
“Eat my rye pie,” I’ll tell you.
- I do not want your pie!

The stove said nothing to the girl. The girl ran further, there is an apple tree on a hillock.

- Apple tree, apple tree, tell me, where did the swan-geese fly?
“Eat my forest apple,” I’ll say.
- I don’t want to eat your apple!

For a long time she ran through the fields, through the forests. Suddenly he sees - there is a hut on chicken legs. Baba Yaga is sitting in the hut, and my brother is playing with silver apples on the bench.

Sister saw him, crept up and carried away.

And the geese are flying after her, catching up, what to do? Where to go? Trouble! There is an apple tree on a hillock.

- Apple-tree, mother, hide me, please!
- Eat my apple!

The girl ate the apple as soon as possible. The apple tree covered it with twigs, covered it with leaves, the geese flew past.

A girl came out and again with her brother was running, and the geese saw - but they flew after her again, they completely swooped down, they were already beating with their wings, they were about to snatch the brother out of his hands! And on here on the road the stove appeared.

- Madam stove, hide me, please!
- Eat my rye pie!

The girl quickly put a pie in her mouth, and she jumped into the oven. The geese flew, flew, shouted, shouted and flew away empty-handed.

And the girl ran home with her brother. I ran, and then dad and mom returned.

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F or an old man with an old woman; they had a daughter and a little son.
- Daughter, daughter! - said the mother. - We will go to work, bring you a bun, sew a dress, buy a handkerchief; be smart, take care of your brother, do not go out of the yard.
The elders left, and the daughter forgot what she was ordered; I put my brother on the grass under the window, and she herself ran into the street, played, took a walk. Geese-swans flew in, grabbed the boy, carried him away on their wings.
A girl came, lo and behold - there is no brother! She gasped, rushed back and forth - no! She clicked, burst into tears, lamented that it would be bad from her father and mother - my brother did not respond!
I ran out into the open field; Geese-swans darted in the distance and disappeared behind a dark forest.
Geese-swans have long acquired a bad reputation for themselves, played a lot and stole small children; the girl guessed that they had carried off her brother, rushed to catch up with them. She ran, ran, there was a stove.
- Stove, stove, tell me where the geese flew?
“Eat my rye pie,” I’ll tell you.
- Oh, my father does not eat wheat!
The oven didn't say.
She ran on, there are apple trees.
- Apple tree, apple tree, tell me, where did the geese fly?
“Eat my forest apple,” I’ll say.
“Oh, my father’s garden don’t eat either!
She ran further, there is a milk river, Kiselny banks.
- Milk river, jelly banks, where did the geese fly?
“Eat my simple jelly with milk,” I’ll say.
- Oh, my father doesn't even eat cream!
And for a long time she would run through the fields and wander through the forest, but, fortunately, she got a hedgehog; she wanted to push him, she was afraid of being pricked and asks:
- Hedgehog, hedgehog, haven't you seen where the geese flew?
- Over there! - pointed out.
She ran - there is a hut on chicken legs, stands and turns. In the hut sits a Baba Yaga, a sinewy muzzle, a clay leg; my brother is sitting on a bench, playing with golden apples. His sister saw him, crept up, grabbed and carried away; and the geese fly in pursuit of her; the villains will catch up, where to go? A milk river runs, jelly banks.
- Mother river, hide me!
- Eat my jelly!
Nothing to do, I ate it. The river planted her under the bank, the geese flew by. She came out, said: "Thank you!" - and again runs with my brother; and the geese returned, flying towards. What to do? Trouble! There are apple trees.
- Apple-tree, apple-tree-mother, hide me!
- Eat my apple!
I ate it quickly. The apple tree covered it with twigs, covered it with leaves; the geese flew by. She went out and ran again with her brother, and the geese saw - and behind her; they completely swoop in, they beat them with their wings, and look - they will be ripped out of their hands! Fortunately, there is a stove on the road.
- Madam stove, hide me!
- Eat my rye pie!
The girl quickly put a pie in her mouth, and herself in the oven, sat down in the Ustye. The geese flew, flew, shouted, shouted and flew away empty-handed.
And she ran home, and it’s good that she managed to come running, and then both father and mother came.

There lived a man and a woman. They had a daughter and a little son.
- Daughter, - said the mother, - we will go to work, take care of the brother! Don't go outside, be smart - we'll buy you a handkerchief.
The father and mother left, and the daughter forgot what they ordered her: she put her brother on the grass under the window, she ran into the street, played, took a walk.
Geese-swans flew in, picked up the boy, carried him away on their wings.
The girl returned, lo and behold - there is no brother! She gasped, rushed back and forth - no!
She called him, burst into tears, lamented that it would be bad from father and mother, - the brother did not respond.
She ran out into an open field and only saw: geese-swans darted in the distance and disappeared behind a dark forest. Then she guessed that they took her brother away: there had long been a bad reputation about the swan geese - that they were playing pranks, they carried away small children. The girl rushed to catch up with them. I ran, ran, saw that there was a stove.
- Stove, stove, tell me where the swan-geese flew?
The stove answers her:
- Eat my rye pie - I'll tell you.
- I'll eat rye pie! My father doesn't eat wheat either ...
The stove didn't tell her. The girl ran further - there is an apple tree.
- Apple tree, apple tree, tell me, where did the swan-geese fly?
- Eat my forest apple - I'll tell you.
“My father’s gardeners don’t eat either ...
The apple tree did not tell her. The girl ran further. The milk river flows in the jelly banks.
- Milky river, jelly banks, where did the swan-geese fly?
- Eat my simple jelly with milk - I'll tell you.
- My father doesn't even eat cream ...
For a long time she ran through the fields, through the forests. The day is approaching evening, there is nothing to do - you have to go home. Suddenly he sees - there is a hut on a chicken leg, about one window, turns around itself.
In the hut, an old Baba Yaga is spinning a tow. And my brother sits on a bench, playing with silver apples.
The girl entered the hut:
- Hello, grandma!
- Hello, girl! Why did you appear?
- I walked through the moss, through the swamps, I soaked my dress, I came to warm up.
- Sit down while you spin the tow.
Baba Yaga gave her a spindle, and she left. The girl is spinning - suddenly a mouse runs out from under the stove and says to her:
- Maid, maid, give me some porridge, I'll tell you a good one.
The girl gave her porridge, the mouse told her:
- Baba Yaga went to heat the bathhouse. She will wash you, evaporate you, put you in the oven, fry and eat you, she will roll on your bones.
The girl sits neither alive nor dead, crying, and the mouse to her again:
- Don't wait, take your brother, run, and I'll drag you along for you.
The girl took her brother and ran. And Baba Yaga comes up to the window and asks:
- Maid, are you spinning?
The mouse answers her:
- I'm going, grandma ...
Baba Yaga heated the bathhouse and followed the girl. And there is no one in the hut. Baba Yaga shouted:
- Swan geese! Fly in pursuit! The brother's sister took it away! ..
Sister and brother ran to the milk river. He sees - geese-swans are flying.
- River, mother, hide me!
- Eat my simple jelly.
The girl ate and said thank you. The river covered her under the jelly bank.

The girl and her brother ran again. And the geese-swans have returned, are flying towards, they are about to see. What to do? Trouble! There is an apple tree ...
- Apple tree, mother, hide me!
- Eat my forest apple.
The girl ate it quickly and said thank you. The apple tree covered it with branches, covered it with leaves.
Geese-swans did not see, flew past.
The girl ran again. Runs, runs, it's not far away. Then the swan-geese saw her, cackled - they swooped down, beat with their wings, look, they would snatch the brother out of his hands.
The girl ran to the stove:
- Stove, mother, hide me!
- Eat my rye pie.
The girl would rather put a pie in her mouth, and she and her brother - in the oven, sat down in the stomata.
Geese-swans flew, flew, shouted, shouted and flew away empty-handed to Baba Yaga.
The girl said thank you to the stove and ran home with her brother.
And then the father and mother came.

- Daughter, - said the mother, - we go to work, take care of the brother? Don't go outside, be smart - we'll buy you a handkerchief.
The father and mother left, and the daughter forgot what they ordered her: she put her brother on the grass under the window, she ran out into the street, played, took a spree. Geese-swans flew in, picked up the boy, carried him away on their wings.

The girl returned, lo and behold - there is no brother! She gasped, rushed back and forth - no! She called him, burst into tears, lamented that it would be bad from father and mother, - the brother did not respond.
She ran out into an open field and only saw: geese-swans darted in the distance and disappeared behind a dark forest.

Then she guessed that they took her brother away: there had long been a bad reputation about the swan geese - that they were playing pranks, they carried away small children.

I ran, ran, saw that there was a stove.
- Stove, stove, tell me where the swan-geese flew?
The stove answers her:
- Eat my rye pie - I'll tell you.
- I'll eat rye pie! My father doesn't even eat wheat ...

The girl ran further. The milk river flows in the jelly banks.
- Milky river, jelly banks, where did the swan-geese fly?
- Eat my simple jelly with milk - I'll tell you.
- My father doesn't even eat cream ...

For a long time she ran through the fields, through the forests. The day is approaching evening, there is nothing to do - you have to go home. Suddenly he sees - there is a hut on a chicken leg, about one window, turns around itself.

In the hut, an old Baba Yaga is spinning a tow. And my brother sits on a bench, playing with silver apples. The girl entered the hut:
- Hello, grandma!
- Hello, girl! Why did you appear?
- I walked through the moss, through the swamps, I soaked my dress, I came to warm up.

Sit down while you spin the tow. Baba Yaga gave her a spindle, and she left.

Geese-swans are a work of folk art. In the fairy tale, the story begins with the fact that the sister did not follow her brother, and the geese-swans carried him away to Baba Yaga. To return her brother, the girl does not stop at difficulties and dangers. The road to the forest and escape from the witch's servants takes a lot of time, but the brother and sister manage to return home in time thanks to the helpers. The tale praises the ability to admit one's mistakes, responsibility, courage.

An old man lived with an old woman and they had a daughter and a little son.

- Daughter, daughter! - said the mother. - We will go to work, bring you a bun, sew a dress, buy a handkerchief; be smart, take care of your brother, do not go out of the yard.

The elders left, and the daughter forgot what she was ordered; I put my brother on the grass under the window, and she herself ran into the street, played, took a walk. Geese-swans flew in, grabbed the boy, carried him away on their wings.

A girl came, lo and behold - there is no brother! She gasped, rushed back and forth - no! She clicked, burst into tears, lamented that it would be bad from her father and mother - my brother did not respond!

I ran out into the open field; Geese-swans darted in the distance and disappeared behind a dark forest.

Geese-swans have long acquired a bad reputation for themselves, played a lot and stole small children; the girl guessed that they had carried off her brother, rushed to catch up with them. She ran, ran, there was a stove.

- Stove, stove, tell me where the geese flew?

“Eat my rye pie,” I’ll tell you.

- Oh, my father doesn't eat wheat!

- Apple tree, apple tree, tell me, where did the geese fly?

“Eat my forest apple,” I’ll say.

“Oh, my father’s garden don’t eat either!

- Milk river, jelly banks, where did the geese fly?

“Eat my simple jelly with milk,” I’ll say.

- Oh, my father doesn't even eat cream!

And for a long time she would run through the fields and wander through the forest, but, fortunately, she got a hedgehog; she wanted to push him, she was afraid of being pricked and asks:

- Hedgehog, hedgehog, haven't you seen where the geese flew?

- Over there! - pointed out.

She ran - there is a hut on chicken legs, stands and turns. In the hut sits a Baba Yaga, a sinewy muzzle, a clay leg; my brother is sitting on a bench, playing with golden apples.

His sister saw him, crept up, grabbed and carried away; and the geese fly in pursuit of her; the villains will catch up, where to go? A milk river runs, jelly banks.

- Mother river, hide me!

- Eat my jelly!

Nothing to do, I ate it. The river planted her under the bank, the geese flew by.

She came out, said: "Thank you!" - and again runs with my brother; and the geese returned, flying towards. What to do? Trouble! There are apple trees.

- Apple-tree, apple-tree-mother, hide me!

- Eat my apple!

I ate it quickly. The apple tree covered it with twigs, covered it with leaves; the geese flew by. She went out and ran again with her brother, and the geese saw - and behind her; they completely swoop in, they beat them with their wings, and look - they will be ripped out of their hands! Fortunately, there is a stove on the road.

- Madam stove, hide me!

- Eat my rye pie!

The girl quickly put a pie in her mouth, and herself in the oven, sat down in the Ustye.

The geese flew, flew, shouted, shouted and flew away empty-handed.

And she ran home, and it’s good that she managed to come running, and then both father and mother came.