GOLDEN GOOSE
One man had three sons. The youngest of them was called Fool. Everyone despised the fool, ridiculed and offended him at every opportunity.
One day the eldest son was going to the forest to get firewood. His mother gave him a delicious butter pie and a bottle of wine for the journey so that he would not suffer from hunger and thirst.
In the forest he met an old, gray-haired man who greeted him and said:
Give me a piece of your pie and leave me a sip of wine! I'm so hungry and so thirsty!
But the smart son answered:
If I give you my cake and my wine, there will be nothing left for me. Get back where you came from!
But as soon as he began to chop down the tree, the ax fell off and crashed into his hand. And he had to go home and bandage it.
And the gray-haired man set it up.
Then the second son went into the forest. And his mother, like the eldest, gave him a rich pie and a bottle of wine. He also met an old, gray-haired man and asked for a piece of pie and a sip of wine. But the second son also said judiciously:
What I give to you will not go to me. Get back where you came from!
Then the Fool said:
Father, let me go into the forest to chop wood!
The father replied:
Your brothers are in trouble there - how can you cope!
But the Fool pestered his father until he said:
Okay, go ahead. Trouble will teach you wisdom.
His mother gave him bread baked in ash and a bottle of sour beer.
When the Fool came to the forest, he also met an old, gray-haired man, greeted him and said:
Give me a piece of your pie and a sip from your bottle! I'm so hungry and so thirsty!
The fool answered: .
I have nothing but bread and sour beer, but if you like that, let's sit down and eat.
They sat down to eat. And when the Fool took out his bread, it turned out to be a wonderful rich pie, and the sour beer turned into good wine. They ate and drank.
You have a kind heart and you willingly share everything you have. For this I want to give you happiness. There's an old tree over there. If you cut it down, you will find something between its roots,” said the little man and disappeared.
The fool walked up to the tree and cut it down. The tree fell and he saw a goose between its roots. The goose's feathers were made of pure gold.
He took the goose and went with it to the tavern, where he was going to spend the night.
And the innkeeper had three daughters. They saw a goose, and they really wanted to find out what kind of wonderful bird it was, and to get at least one of its golden feathers.
The eldest thought: “I’ll find some opportunity to pull out one of his feathers!” And when the Fool went somewhere, she grabbed the goose by the wing. But her fingers immediately stuck to the goose.
Soon the second daughter came, who was also thinking about how to get a golden feather.
But as soon as she touched her sister, she immediately stuck to her. Finally a third appeared with the same intention.
Then the first two shouted:
Don't come, don't come!
But the girl didn’t understand why she shouldn’t come up, and thought: “If they can, why can’t I?”
And she ran up to the sisters. But as soon as she touched them, she stuck to them. So they had to sit near the goose all night.
And in the morning the Fool took the goose under his arm and went his way, not paying any attention to the three girls stuck to the goose. And they had to run after the Fool wherever his feet took him.
They met a pastor in the field. Seeing this procession, he said:
Shame on you, shameless ones! Well, why are you chasing a guy across the entire field? Do you really think that's good?
Having said this, he grabbed the youngest by the hand and wanted to stop her. But as soon as he touched her, he also became stuck, and he had to run away with them.
Soon they came across a church watchman. Seeing that the pastor was rushing on the heels of the three girls, he was very surprised.
“Oh, Mister Pastor,” he shouted, “where are you in such a hurry?”
The watchman ran after the pastor, grabbed him by the sleeve and also stuck to him.
As they galloped like this after each other, the pastor saw two peasants returning from the field. He began to ask them to release him.
But as soon as the peasants touched the pastor, they also became attached. Now the seven of them were running after the Fool and the goose.
And so they came to the city where the king lived. The king had a daughter who was so serious that no one could make her laugh. Therefore, the king issued a decree: whoever can make his daughter laugh will marry her.
The fool found out about this and went with his goose and his retinue straight to the princess.
The princess, seeing the seven. the people jumping after the Fool began to laugh loudly.
Then the Fool demanded that the princess be married to him.
But the king did not like such a son-in-law. He began to come up with all sorts of excuses and demanded that the Fool first find him a man who could drink a whole cellar of wine.
The fool remembered the gray-haired man and thought that he would be able to help him.
He went into the forest and in the very place where he cut down the tree, he saw a man with a very sad face.
The fool asked him what he was sad about. The man replied:
I have a terrible thirst and I can’t quench it. I can’t stand cold water, and although I’ve already drunk a barrel of wine, what does a drop of water on a hot stone mean?
“I can help you,” said the Fool. “Come with me, and I’ll get you drunk.”
He took him to the royal cellar. The man, clinging to the huge barrels, began to drink, and before the day was over, all the wine was drunk.
Then the Fool again demanded that he be given the princess as a wife.
But the king was angry that the worthless boy, whom everyone called the Fool, wanted to marry his daughter. He set one more condition: now the Fool had to find a person who could eat a whole mountain of bread.
The fool, without thinking twice, immediately went into the forest. Sad sat in the same place
a man whose stomach was tightly tied with a belt. The man said sadly: “I ate a full oven of pies, but how can this at least satisfy my hunger?” My stomach is empty, and all I can do is tighten my stomach with a belt so as not to die of hunger.
The fool was delighted and said:
Get up and come with me. I will feed you your fill.
He brought him to the king. The king ordered flour to be brought from all over the kingdom and baked into a huge mountain.
The man approached this mountain and began to eat it. And the mountain disappeared one day.
Here the Fool for the third time demanded the princess as his wife.
But the king came up with another trick: he ordered Fool to build a ship that would sail on water and land.
If you sail on such a ship, you will immediately get my daughter as a wife,” he said.
The fool went straight into the forest.
There sat an old, gray-haired man whom he had once treated to a pie.
The little man said:
I drank and ate for you, I will give you a ship. I will do all this because you were kind to me.
And he gave him a ship that went on water and on land.
When the king saw this ship, he could no longer refuse and married his daughter to Fool.
We celebrated the wedding. And when the king died, the Fool received the entire kingdom and lived for many years in complete pleasure with his wife.
SWEET PORRIDGE
Once upon a time there lived a poor, modest girl. She lived with her mother, and they had absolutely nothing to eat.
One day a girl went into the forest and met an unfamiliar old woman there. The old lady gave the girl a clay pot. One had only to say to this pot: “Pot, cook!”, and he immediately began to cook good, sweet porridge. And when they told him: “Pot, that’s enough!”, he stopped cooking.
The girl brought the pot home to her mother, and from then on they no longer knew either need or grief. They always had sweet porridge, and they; they could eat it as much as they wanted.
One day the girl was not at home. The mother said to the pot: “Pot, cook!” The porridge is cooked. The mother ate her fill and wanted the pot to stop cooking, but suddenly she forgot what to say. And the pot continued to cook the porridge. The porridge was already flowing over the edge, and the pot kept cooking and cooking. He cooked a full kitchen, a full house and a neighboring house, filled the entire street with porridge and continued to cook, as if he wanted to feed the whole world with porridge.
This is a real problem. And no one knew how to help the grief.
Finally, when the porridge was already flooding the last house in the city, the girl returned home. She just said: “Pot, that’s enough!”, and he immediately stopped cooking.
But everyone who wanted to enter that city had to eat their way in porridge.
Information for parents: Sweet porridge - a fairy tale by the Brothers Grimm. It tells about a daughter and mother who had nothing to eat. One day the girl met an old woman in the forest who gave her a clay pot. He saved them from hunger. The fairy tale “Sweet Porridge” will be interesting for children aged 5 to 7 years.
Read the fairy tale Sweet porridge
Once upon a time there lived a poor, humble girl alone with her mother, and they had nothing to eat. One day a girl went into the forest and on the way met an old woman who already knew about her miserable life and gave her a clay pot. All he had to do was say: “Cook the pot!” - and delicious, sweet millet porridge will be cooked in it; and just tell him: “Potty, stop!” - and the porridge will stop cooking in it. The girl brought the pot home to her mother, and now they got rid of poverty and hunger and began to eat sweet porridge whenever they wanted.
One day the girl left home, and her mother said: “Cook the pot!” - and the porridge began to cook in it, and the mother ate her fill. But she wanted the pot to stop cooking the porridge, but she forgot the word. And so he cooks and cooks, and the porridge creeps over the edge, and the porridge continues to cook. Now the kitchen is full, and the whole hut is full, and the porridge is creeping into another hut, and the street is all full, as if it wants to feed the whole world; and a great misfortune happened, and not a single person knew how to help him. Finally, when only the house remained intact, a girl comes; and only she said: “Potty, stop!” - he stopped cooking porridge; and the one who had to go back to the city had to eat his way in porridge.
Once upon a time there was a poor God-fearing girl; She lived alone with her mother, and they had nothing to eat. Then she went out into the forest and met there with an old woman, who already knew in advance what her grief was. And that old woman gave her a pot, and such that all he had to do was say: “Pot, cook!” - and he began to cook a wonderful, sweet porridge. And you tell him: “The pot is full!” - and he immediately stopped cooking. The girl brought her pot to her mother’s house, and thus they were freed from hunger and poverty and could eat sweet porridge to their heart’s content.
It happened one day that the girl was not at home, and her mother took her and said: “Brew the pot!” And he began to cook, and she ate her fill; then his mother wanted him not to cook anymore, but she forgot the word...
And the pot boils and cooks: the porridge is already overflowing, and he cooks everything; the kitchen and the whole house were already filled with porridge, and then the neighboring house and the whole street were filled with porridge, as if the pot was planning to cook porridge for the whole world. And trouble came for everyone, and no one could help that trouble. Finally, when out of the entire village only one house remained unfilled with porridge, the girl returned home and just said: “The pot is full!” - and stopped cooking the pot...
And he made so much that if anyone had to go to the city from the village, he had to eat his way in porridge!
There lived one little girl with her mother; they were so poor that sometimes they didn’t even have anything to eat. One day the girl went into the forest and on the way she met an old woman who gave her a clay pot.
“Just look, this is not an ordinary pot,” she told the girl. “You just have to say to him: “Cook the pot!” - and at that very moment a delicious, sweet porridge will brew in it and will cook until the pot is told: “Thank you, pot, that’s enough!”
The girl was very happy, thanked the old lady and immediately ran to her mother to show the gift.
From then on, they no longer went hungry, since they always had tasty, sweet porridge.
It happened once that the girl went away somewhere; She did not return for a long time, and the mother, getting hungry, ordered the pot to cook porridge.
When the porridge boiled, she ate her fill, and then wanted to stop the pot, but forgot how to do it. She shouted to the pot: “That’s enough, that’s enough, stop it!”, but she forgot to say thank you. Therefore, the porridge continued to cook, cook endlessly. Now it floated over the edge, filled first the entire kitchen, then the whole house, flowed out and flooded all the neighboring houses, the entire street...
The neighbors were alarmed and ran out of their houses, but no one knew how to stop the boiling pot, how to help the trouble. They scooped up the porridge with ladles and buckets, but it kept coming and coming...
Finally a girl appeared on the street.
- Thank you, potty, that's enough! - she screamed. And at that very moment the pot stopped cooking.
Then everyone brought out spoons and began to eat the porridge.
Think how much porridge they had to eat before they could enter their homes!