A winter tale about a snowman - the main character of the season. The baby will learn why it is important to be friends and try to do everything together. Although this does not always work out, it happens to everyone. Some kids are embarrassed to make new friends. A fairy tale for young children 3 - 4 years old, helps to overcome shyness. They foster a love of nature. Every time of year is wonderful and you can find interesting things to do. There are plenty of winter games to play outside. If it's cold in the evening, there are fun activities you can do at home in the warmth. The snowman talks about this in a fairy tale. Now the baby will not cry if he has to go home from the playground. A fairy tale for children 3-4 years old explains that there is a time for everything. Playing in one place for a long time is boring. Remind your child of the story about the snowman and invite him to go home. Think of something interesting you can do.
Tale about a snowman
It doesn't matter where this story happened. Is it a fairy tale about a snowman or is it true, probably true. It could have happened in any courtyard in the city or on any playground in the village. There were many children on one playground. You look in the summer, and they are there like hares in a clearing: they run, jump, hide from each other, play tag, kick the ball.
But now it was winter, it got dark early, the children went out for walks, gloomy. They make one snowball and ask to go home, crying that it’s cold. They don't want to play. These children walk on their own. They're bored. They don't know how to have fun. Moms and dads ride in sleds, but you still can’t please the kids. And then one day it snowed. There was a lot of snow on the ground, covering the ground with a soft blanket. The children came out in the morning and couldn’t believe their eyes - there was a man made of snow standing in the yard. They had only seen this in pictures.
The body is round, the arms are made of twigs, the nose is a carrot, and there is a bucket on the head. Standing, smiling, holding a broom in his hand. Children surrounded him, looking at him with wide eyes and studying him with curiosity. They stood there for a long time, did not look away, but were afraid to come closer.
— Kids, aren’t you interested in asking who I am? - the little man spoke.
The little ones shook their heads and immediately began to back away. “My name is Snowman,” he smiled at the children, “let’s be friends?” What is your name? “I’m Kirill, and this is Katya,” the bravest boy began. “I’m Daniil, and this is Sasha,” the next one picked up. “I’m Alena, and here’s Vitya,” the girl almost sang.
The rest of the kids also started saying their names.
- How did you get here? - Children made me out of snow. I have been watching you for a long time, when you were flying like snowflakes. I watched how you were afraid to play together. — It’s cold outside and we were shy. — Do you know the best way to stay warm in winter? These are games! And the most fun is to play together. It turns out you knew each other’s names and saw each other in the yard more than once. So let's start being friends now! Here Vitya is holding the sleigh, and Danya took his. You can race children or toys, taking turns changing. Let the start be one football goal, and the finish another. Whoever is faster wins. But the main thing is not to fight or call names. The most important thing is that everyone has fun. Only something is missing... - the Snowman thought thoughtfully - who is watching the competition? - Spectators! - the children answered in unison. - Exactly, let the rest of the kids cheer on our sled racers. - How do they do it? - Shout their names, wish them strength, praise them.
Shout: come on, let's run to the finish line!
The kids competed, ran around, laughed until their cheeks turned red. - How are the kids? Cold? - Nooo! - they shouted back. - Now build me a brother snowman. But smaller, so that he is younger.
The children tried to make 3 circles of a snowman, but it didn’t work. Either one falls apart, then the other does not come together.
- Try to do it together. And let Katya and Alena look for twigs, from which they will later make hands. Instead of an iron bucket, you can put a plastic bucket on it. He's small, let him have a bright hat. And sing a good song, it helps your mood and whiles away the time. I know one that fits, you’ve probably heard it too. And if not, then memorize it.
And the Snowman began to hum the words, and the children picked up:
“White snowflakes have been swirling since the morning, Snowdrifts have grown in the middle of the yard. The street has become brighter from the snowflakes, You just need to dress warmly...”
When the guys united, everything worked out for them. We made three snow circles. They placed them on top of each other according to size: here is the bottom, top and head.
— I thought it would be boring and long, but when you do it with friends, it turns out faster and easier. And it's even more fun when you eat. We weren't cold at all! “Guys,” the Snowman began, “it’s time to say goodbye.” It's getting dark and it's time to go home. “We don’t want to go home, there’s nothing to do there!” - Daniel shouted. — Previously, you thought that there was nothing to do outside in winter. But there are many games: making a snowman, snowballs, skating, sledding, drawing in the snow, building houses. At home, read a fairy tale about me, watch a cartoon about winter. You can make me another brother and put it in your room, in the hall, under the Christmas tree. There are many snowman crafts that you can make yourself. I love when there are Snowmen in yards and in forests and in your warm houses.
The guys went home and waved goodbye to their new snowy friend. Let's go read books about winter and make a snowman craft with our own hands.
Snowman
It's crunching inside me! Nice frost! - said the snowman. - The wind, the wind just bites! Just love it! Why are you staring, bug-eyed? “He was talking about the sun, which was just setting.” - However, go ahead, go ahead! I won't even blink! Let's resist!
Instead of eyes, two fragments of roofing tiles stuck out; instead of a mouth, there was a piece of an old rake; that means he had teeth.
He was born to the joyful “hurray” of the boys, to the ringing of bells, the creaking of runners and the cracking of cabbies’ whips.
The sun set, and the moon emerged into the blue sky, full and clear!
- Look, it’s crawling on the other side! - said the snowman. He thought that the sun had appeared again. “I finally stopped him from staring at me!” Let it hang and shine quietly so that I can see myself!.. Oh, how I wish I could somehow manage to move! So I would run there to skate on the ice, like the boys did earlier! Trouble is, I can’t move!
- Get out! Out! - barked the old chain dog; he was a little hoarse - after all, he had once been a lap dog and lay by the stove. - The sun will teach you to move! I saw what happened last year with someone like you, and the year before too! Out! Out! Everyone get out!
-What are you talking about, buddy? - said the snowman. — Will that bug-eyed one teach me how to move? — The snowman talked about the moon. “She herself ran away from me just now; I looked at her so intently! And now she’s crawled out again from the other side!
- You think a lot! - said the chain dog. - Well, yes, you’ve just been sculpted! The one that looks now is the moon, and the one that has gone is the sun; it will come back again tomorrow. It will push you right into the ditch! The weather will change! I feel my left leg aching! It will change, it will change!
- I don’t understand you! - said the snowman. - And it seems like you are promising me bad things! That red-eyed thing called the sun is not my friend either, I can already smell it!
- Get out! Out! - the chained dog barked, turning around himself three times and laying down in his kennel to sleep.
The weather has indeed changed. By morning the entire neighborhood was shrouded in thick, viscous fog; then a sharp, freezing wind blew and the frost began to crackle. And what a beauty it is when the sun rose!
The trees and bushes in the garden were all covered with frost, like a forest of white corals! All the branches seemed to be dressed in shiny white flowers! The smallest branches, which in summer are not visible because of the dense foliage, were now clearly outlined in the finest lace pattern of dazzling whiteness; radiance seemed to flow from every branch! The weeping birch tree, swayed by the wind, seemed to come to life; its long branches with fluffy fringe moved quietly - just like in summer! That was great! The sun rose... Oh, how everything suddenly sparkled and lit up with tiny, dazzling white lights! Everything was as if sprinkled with diamond dust, and large diamonds shimmered in the snow! - What a beauty! - said a young girl who went out into the garden with a young man. They stopped right next to the snowman and looked at the sparkling trees. “You won’t see such splendor in the summer!” - she said, beaming with pleasure.
- And such a good guy too! - said the young man, pointing to the snowman. - He is incomparable!
The young girl laughed, nodded her head to the snowman and started skipping through the snow with the young man, their feet crunching as if they were running on starch.
-Who are these two? - the snowman asked the chained dog. “You’ve been living here longer than me; do you know them?
- I know! - said the dog. “She stroked me, and he threw bones; I don't bite those.
- What are they pretending to be? - asked the snowman.
- A couple! - said the chain dog. - So they will live in a kennel and gnaw bones together! Out! Out!
- Well, do they mean anything, like me and you?
- But they are gentlemen! - said the dog. - How little does one understand who only yesterday came into the light of day! I can see it in you! I am so rich in both years and knowledge! I know everyone here! Yes, I’ve known better times!.. I didn’t freeze here in the cold on a chain! Out! Out!
- Nice frost! - said the snowman. - Well, well, tell me! Just don't rattle the chain, otherwise it just irritates me!
- Get out! Out! - the chained dog barked. “I was a puppy, a tiny, pretty puppy, and I was lying on velvet chairs there in the house, lying on the laps of noble gentlemen!” They kissed me on the face and wiped my paws with embroidered scarves! They called me Milka, Baby!.. Then I grew up, became too big for them, they gave me a gift to the housekeeper, I ended up in the basement. You can look there; You can see perfectly from your place. So, in that closet I lived like a gentleman! Even though it was lower there, it was calmer than up there: I wasn’t dragged or squeezed by children. I ate just as well, if not better! I had my own pillow, and there was also a stove, the most wonderful thing in the world in such cold weather! I even crawled under it!.. Oh, I still dream about this stove! Out! Out!
- Is she really that good, little stove? - asked the snowman. - Does she look like me?
- Not at all! That's what he said too! The stove is black as coal: it has a long neck and a copper belly! She just devours wood, fire comes out of her mouth! Next to her, under her - real bliss! You can see her through the window, look!
The snowman looked and, in fact, saw a black shiny thing with a copper belly; there was a fire in my belly. The snowman was suddenly seized by such a terrible desire - it was as if something was stirring in him... What came over him, he himself did not know and did not understand, although any person would understand this, unless, of course, he was not a snowman.
- Why did you leave her? - the snowman asked the dog, he felt that the stove was a female creature. - how could you leave there?
- I had to! - said the chain dog. “They threw me out and put me on a chain. I bit the younger barchuk on the leg - he wanted to take the bone from me! "Bone for bone!" - I think to myself... But they got angry, and I ended up on a chain! I lost my voice... Can you hear me wheezing? Out! Out! That's all you have to do!
The snowman was no longer listening; he did not take his eyes off the basement floor, from the housekeeper’s closet, where an iron stove the size of a snowman stood on four legs.
“Something strange is stirring inside me!” - he said. - Will I never get there? This is such an innocent wish, why shouldn’t it come true! This is my most cherished, my only desire! Where is justice if it does not come true? I need to go there, there to her... To snuggle up to her no matter what, even to break the window!
- You can't get there! - said the chain dog. “And even if you got to the stove, you’d be finished!” Out! Out!
“I’m already nearing the end, and before I know it, I’ll fall!”
All day the snowman stood and looked out the window; at dusk the closet looked even more welcoming; the stove shone so softly, like neither the sun nor the moon shines! Where should they go? Only the stove shines like that if its belly is full. When the door was opened, a flame rushed out of the stove and sparkled with a bright reflection on the snowman’s white face. There was also a fire burning in his chest.
- I can’t stand it! - he said. - How cute she sticks out her tongue! How it suits her! The night was long, long, but not for the snowman; he was completely immersed in wonderful dreams - they were crackling inside him from the frost.
By morning, all the basement windows were covered with a beautiful icy pattern and flowers; The snowman couldn't have asked for better things, but they hid the stove! The frost was crackling, the snow was crunching, the snowman should have been happy, but no! He yearned for the stove! He was positively ill.
- Well, this is a dangerous disease for a snowman! - said the dog. “I suffered from this too, but I got better.” Out! Out! There will be a change in the weather!
And the weather changed, a thaw began.
Drops rang, and the snowman melted before our eyes, but he didn’t say anything, didn’t complain, and this is a bad sign. One fine morning he collapsed. In its place, only something like a bent iron stick stuck out; It was on it that the boys strengthened it.
- Well, now I understand his melancholy! - said the chained dog - He had a poker inside! That's what was moving inside him! Now it's all over! Out! Out!
Winter soon passed.
- Get out! Out! - the chained dog barked, and the girls on the street sang:
Forest flower, bloom quickly! You, little willow, dress in soft fluff! Cuckoos, starlings, come, sing the red praise of spring to us! And we’ll tell you: ah, lyuli-lyuli, our red days have come again!
Listen to the tale about the snowman
There is another fairy tale about a snowman that you can listen to. Just play the recording for your baby, cover him with a blanket and kiss him goodnight. The baby will listen to a fascinating story while his eyes rest.
A fairy tale about a snowman: listen and imagine.
Listening time: 13:52
Snowman cartoon
And we also have a cartoon about a snowman - a postman. Remember the good childhood hero? Every child dreamed of meeting him and believed that his snowy friend would come to life. In this story, funny adventures await the little viewer. The video is convenient because it is short - your eyes won’t have time to get tired. You can turn it on for your baby before bed after bathing. Get ready for roaring laughter and join in the viewing. It won't take much time. Let's turn off the lights, like in a movie theater, and turn on a cartoon about a snowman and his friends. Children may have already heard this story from V. Suteev’s book “The Christmas Tree”.
Snowman read
- It’s crunching inside me! Nice frost! - said the snowman. - The wind, the wind just bites! Just love it! And what is this goggle-eyed one staring at? “He was talking about the sun, which was just setting.” - Nothing, nothing! I won’t even blink! Let's resist!
Instead of eyes, two fragments of roofing tiles stuck out, and instead of a mouth, a piece of an old rake; that means he had teeth.
He was born to the joyful “hurray” of the boys, to the ringing of bells, the creaking of runners and the cracking of cabbies’ whips.
The sun set, and the moon emerged into the blue sky, full and clear!
- Look, it’s crawling on the other side! - said the snowman. He thought that the sun had appeared again. “I finally stopped her from staring at me!” Let it hang and shine quietly so that I can see myself. Oh, if only I could manage to move somehow! So I would run there to skate on the ice, like the boys did earlier! Trouble - I can’t move!
- Get out! Out! - barked the old chain dog; She was a little hoarse - ever since she was a lap dog and lay by the stove. - The sun will teach you to move! I saw what happened last year with someone like you, and the year before too! Out! Out! Everyone get out!
- What are you talking about, buddy? - said the snowman. — Will that bug-eyed one teach me how to move? — Snegur spoke about the moon. “She ran away from me just now: I looked at her so intently!” And now she’s crawled out again from the other side!
- You know a lot! - said the chain dog. - Well, yes, after all, you were just sculpted! The one that looks now is the moon, and the one that has gone is the sun; it will come back again tomorrow. It will already push you - right into the ditch! The weather will change! I feel my left leg aching! It will change, it will change!
- I don’t understand her for some reason! - said the snowman. - And it seems that she promises me bad things! That bug-eyed one called the sun is not my friend either, I can already tell!
- Get out! Out! - the chained dog barked, turned around itself three times and lay down to sleep in its kennel.
The weather has indeed changed. By morning the entire neighborhood was shrouded in thick, viscous fog; then a sharp, freezing wind blew, and the frost began to crackle. And what a beauty it was when the sun rose!
The trees and bushes in the garden were all covered with frost, like a forest of white corals! All the branches seemed to be covered with shiny white flowers! The smallest branches of the branches, which in summer are not visible due to the dense foliage, were now clearly outlined in the finest lace pattern of dazzling whiteness; It was as if a radiance was pouring from every branch! The weeping birch, swayed by the wind, seemed to come to life; its long branches with fluffy fringe moved quietly - just like in summer! That was great! The sun has risen... Ah! how everything suddenly sparkled and lit up with tiny, dazzling white lights! Everything seemed to be sprinkled with diamond dust, and large diamonds shimmered in the snow!
- What a beauty! - said a young girl who went out into the garden arm in arm with a young man. They stopped right next to the snowman and looked at the sparkling trees.
“You won’t see such splendor in the summer!” - she said, beaming with pleasure.
- And such a fine fellow too! - said the young man, pointing to the snowman. - He is incomparable!
The young girl laughed, nodded her head to the snowman and started skipping through the snow with the young man; It crunched under their feet, as if they were running on starch.
- Who were these two who came? - the snowman asked the chained dog. “You’ve been living here longer than me, after all; do you know them?
- I know! - said the dog. “She stroked me, and he threw bones - I don’t bite people like that.”
- What are they pretending to be? - asked the snowman.
- Parrrochka! - said the chain dog. - So they will live in a kennel and gnaw bones together! Out! Out!
- Well, do they mean anything, like me and you?
- Yes, after all, they are gentlemen! - said the chain dog. - How little does one understand who only yesterday came into the light of God! I can see it in you! Look, I am so rich in both years and knowledge! I know everyone here! Yes, I've known better times. I didn’t freeze here in the cold on a chain! Out! Out!
- Nice frost! - said the snowman. - Well, well, tell me, tell me! Just don't rattle the chain, otherwise it just irritates me!
