Fairy tale cat rooster and fox TEXT
Friends
One old man had a rooster and a cat.
They lived together and always helped each other. And when life became completely unbearable, they decided to go into the forest. Gather your belongings and remember your name. They came to a new place, quickly put up a house, put a stove in the house and began to live in it - without bothering.
When morning comes, the cat goes hunting, but the cockerel remains on the farm. He cooks soups and sings songs:
It’s good to live in the world, cook porridge and soups, and restore order, and crack nuts.
I'm a good cockerel, Golden Comb. I’ll cook something delicious for future use, and the cat will come back and bring a bag of grain.
This will be a treat for the whole forest!
At that time, a fox ran past. I heard the cockerel crow. She looked out the window and marveled: “Well, what a nice little cockerel you are!” And your work is going well, and you are good at yourself - just a sight for sore eyes! Should I try your cooking too?
The cockerel was delighted and poured the fox a whole plate of aromatic fresh soup. He just put it on the window, and the fox grabbed it and grabbed it. The fox carries the cockerel through the forest, and he shouts in a loud voice:
Oh, I'm a stupid cockerel, a bag of gray millet, an empty head, a stupid beard.
Now the fox will eat me, Not even half an hour will pass. Oh, I'm lost, that's the problem. Who will finish the soup then?
Meanwhile, the cat was walking nearby through the forest. He heard the cockerel's song and rushed to the rescue. He forcibly took it from the fox.
And when he returned home he gave the rooster a real thrashing: “How stupid you are, Petya!” Don't you really know what foxes eat? Well, look, don’t get caught in advance. He said so and went to bed.
Stupidity
The next day, the cat went hunting again. And he strictly ordered the cockerel not to have anything to do with the fox.
The cat left, Petya went back to work. He stands there, cooks and bawles at the top of his lungs:
It’s good to live in the world, sing songs and not bother. You can wash the floor everywhere, or light the stove.
I am a great cockerel, with a beautiful voice, like a thin whistle. Although he is short in stature. I’ll put a fungus in the soup and a blade of grass.
This will be a treat, a meal for the whole forest!
At that time, the fox ran past again. The cockerel heard it, went to the window and asked:
- Oh, Petya, I would like to taste your cooking! It smells so good! Such a scent! Petya became proud from the praise, gave the fox a plate, and she stole it.
Here is a fox carrying a cockerel through the forest, and he is bawling pitifully as much as he can:
This is what a proud man needs, Me, a chicken egg! So that your mouth does not open and coo in vain.
I’ll be lost, that’s the problem. Who will finish the soup then? Porridges, infusions, pies Cat - save me, save me!
At that time, a cat was walking through the forest. Far away, but I still heard the cockerel. He came running and took it from the fox.
He brought it home and scolded:
- What are you doing, Petya! I told you, don't come close to the fox! Look, tomorrow I will go far, if anything happens, I won’t hear you.
Trouble
The next morning the cat left again. Far, far away, but the cockerel remained on the farm. He stood at the stove and just know he was singing:
It's good to live in the world! Guard the house day after day. There is no better thing for me than to cook dinner for a cat. I'm a wonderful cook. The best cook in the world. Once I put the pot on and adjust the coal, there will be a treat! To all the animals for joy!
A little fox was just running past. I heard a rooster and let’s wail under the window:
- Oh, poor me! Oh, I'm unhappy! I will live forever in the world and regret that I didn’t try the cockerel’s treat! Oh, how delicious. I'm just drooling. I'm dying...
Petya became proud. So be it, I decided to feed the fox for the last time. He handed her a plate through the window, and the fox snatched it away!
The fox is carrying a cockerel, and he bursts into burning tears:
That's how Petya the Cockerel Oh, shabby comb! Stupid little head - Stubby beard.
If you didn't listen to the cat, you'll go to pieces. This will be a nice soup. Lisitsyn has one tooth.
What a grief - that’s the trouble. I can’t get a cat! So I’ll perish, goodbye brother! Dashing, don’t forget to know...
To the rescue
The fox dragged the cockerel far, far away. The cat returned home, and it was empty. He realized what a misfortune had happened. Then the cat put on his old boots with jackboots, picked up a rake and walked wherever his eyes led him. Meanwhile, the fox dragged the cockerel into her house, tied it to the table and began to prepare food for the cockerel stew:
Potatoes, carrots, young onions, It will turn out to be a good lunch today. And if you add a little salt and pepper, And with feathers you can swallow dinner.
It’s not for nothing that a rumor has developed among the people: The louder the rooster, the more satisfying the broth...
And the cockerel sat in his corner sad - very sad and sang, sadly, drawlingly:
- Oh, I'm poor. Oh, I'm unhappy. Such a beautiful, loud rooster was. No one will hear, no one will help me to get rid of these torments today.
There is only one thing that makes me happy, one thing without a doubt that warms me in the darkness of grievances They will cook me together with spices, And they will not forget the salt - such is the end.
Could be worse. It could have been a raw and unleavened dish - an inglorious ending. But I am grateful to fate and fortune. For the honor of ending my days with a recipe...
The cat was just walking through the forest when he heard a familiar singing. He ran towards the sound and jumped out to the fox's house. He ran inside and scared the fox with a rake. She jumped out of the window out of fear and ran as fast as she could. I didn't even peel the potatoes. And she was never seen in those parts again.
And the cat untied the cockerel and took it home.
Epilogue
Soon the cat sent the cockerel to a music school. So that talent is not wasted.
That's the end of the fairy tale, And who is our rooster... a singer? No, most likely a proud Handicraftsman.
He studied for a short time, and said goodbye to school. To return to the native forest Yes, cook cabbage soup at the wood-burning stove, the motive of bawling Cleanliness in the hut to harp. Because they say, from time immemorial they say
Fame is all business and nothing. It’s better to sing a sonnet at home For friends and just like that Yes, there’s mincemeat for a bite.
Fox and rooster
One day a fox stole a hare skin that was hung out to dry. Why did she need the hare skin, who knows? You can't eat the skin. Sew a fur coat? So the fox has a good fur coat. For some kind of trick, it must be. After all, the fox lives only by cunning.
And then one day the fox puts this skin on himself and goes to the village to steal chickens. She knows that chickens are not afraid of hares. Not only chickens, even sparrows are not afraid of hares.
Behind the garden of the last hut in the village, a rooster and a hen are poking around in the ground. The fox, throwing on a hare's skin, walks straight towards them. The hen, seeing her, says to the rooster:
- Look! Someone is coming towards us.
The rooster, puffed up, casually says:
“Don’t be afraid, it’s a hare!” and continues to poke around in the ground. Meanwhile, the fox comes very close, grabs the chicken and runs away. The rooster freezes in surprise. Then, very upset about the chicken, he returns to the chicken coop. Seeing how sad the rooster is, chickens run up to him from all sides.
- What's happened? What's happened? Why so sad? - they ask vyingly.
The rooster, almost crying, blinks his eyes frequently and says:
- One of you was dragged away by a hare.
The chickens look at each other and laugh:
- What kind of nonsense do you talk sometimes? You can't joke at all!
The rooster starts to get angry. His comb turns red.
- Why are you laughing, you fools!? “I’m telling you what I saw with my own eyes!” he shouts.
The chickens don't believe him. But fearing the wrath of the rooster, they pretend to believe. And the rooster is still cocking.
- Eh, I didn’t notice it in time! I would like that hare! I would have grabbed him by the neck and pecked him and scratched him all over! Once again he will get it! I'll show him where the crayfish spend the winter! I’ll pounce on him and peck him right before your eyes!” the rooster crows and doesn’t let up.
One evening, the fox, having again put on the hare skin, comes to the hen house. The rooster, as soon as he saw her, shouted: “Aha!” Gotcha!” - rushes at the fox. Out of surprise, the fox mistakes the rooster for a bird of prey and takes off running. The rooster digs his claws deep into the hare's skin, and the skin remains in his claws. The rooster, having become proud, begins to brag to the chickens.
- Look, I skinned that impudent hare! He turned yellow and completely naked. Barely lost his legs, poor fellow! It would have been bad for him if he hadn’t run away!
The chickens admire the rooster's courage.
- How brave you are!
The rooster, becoming even more proud, continues to boast:
“As long as I’m alive, don’t be afraid of anyone!” I won't let you offend. Not only the hare, but even the fox will come, don’t be afraid. “I can skin a fox,” he reassures the chickens.
One evening the fox returns to the hen house. The rooster, seeing her, cries:
- Yeah! That naked hare came to us! Now I’ll finish him off! - and throws himself on the fox’s neck. The fox runs to the side and pretends to beg:
- Oh, my dear cockerel! Don't destroy me! Don't kill for God's sake!
And the rooster is even more brave than before:
“Just now I tore your skin off, and now I’ll knock your soul out, you impudent little bunny!” Where did you take my chicken? Speak now!
And the fox is cunning:
- Your chicken is alive, brother cockerel! Nobody touched her. Don't fume in vain. She's in the forest. Come with me and take her back.
“Until you give me back my chicken, I won’t get off your neck,” says the rooster.
“We’re going after her, my little cockerel!” If you take her, wait a little,” says the fox.
As soon as they entered the forest, the fox rushed to the ground, threw off the rooster and grabbed him by the throat. After some time, all that was left of the stupid rooster were feathers.
A fairy tale about a rooster, a cat and a fox
Three friends
There lived three friends - a cat, a fox and a rooster. We lived well, well fed. The cat went hunting, the fox took care of the housework, and the rooster sat on the roof all day and watched so that no one else came.
One day the cat returned home sad. - Why are you like this? - asks the fox. “I wasted the whole day and didn’t bring anything to the table,” the cat answers.
Lisa says: “It’s not a problem.” We have cockerel grain. Let's not go hungry. We'll live somehow.
The next day the cat went into the forest again and returned again gloomy: “What’s wrong?” - asks the fox. “I spent the whole day in vain again,” the cat complains. “Nothing,” the fox answers, “We won’t stretch our paws on the cockerel grain.”
On the third day the cat went into the forest. And again he returned with nothing. The fox encourages him again: “As long as there is grain, we will not be lost.” So they began to satisfy their hunger with cockerel kernels. A week passes, followed by another, and a third. The cockerel sits on the roof and notices something is wrong from above.
Unkind
The cat and the fox began to look at him with unkind eyes and smack their lips with evil tongues. One day a rooster was sitting on the roof and saw a neighbor’s bunny running along the path. A squirrel from a tree meets him: “Great, brother.” I heard the news - today is a holiday for the fox and the cat. A hearty lunch is planned. She was at the market just now and bought some vegetables. She said she would cook chicken soup.
When the rooster heard about this, he shook all over with fear. Where to run - what to do? And then the fox came out onto the threshold and called to him: “Come down to the table, Petya, we’ve got everything ready!”
Nothing to do. The cockerel had to fly into the house. He looks - a cat and a fox are sitting at the table, and in front of them is a saucepan covered with a lid. Petya thinks “the end has come for me.” He sits down at the table, and he himself trembles like an aspen leaf. The fox reached behind the lid with its paw, Petya closed his eyes... And when he opened it, lo and behold, in front of him was a full plate of fresh grain. The cat and the fox say to him:
“We, Petya, have been saving ourselves for days with your grain.” And now that's it, our troubled days are over. Here, accept a gift from us.
The rooster rejoiced as he was born again. And he felt ashamed that he could think bad things about his friends.
In advance, I firmly carved out morality in my mind - trust in friendship is a delicate matter; It is easy to incriminate lies on loved ones, it is more difficult to believe in goodness unconditionally.
Russian fairy tale
Russian folk tale "The Fox and the Rooster" retold by Alexei Tolstoy
Many different fairy tales were composed by the great and wise Russian people.
The plots of these folklore works are replete with beautiful speech patterns. Russian storytellers knew how to decorate even a simple story with bright epithets. The beauty of Russian colloquial speech in folk art attracted the writer and playwright A. N. Tolstoy. He published a whole collection of processed Russian folk tales, among which is “The Fox and the Rooster.”
And it begins with a beautiful saying. This technique immediately captivates young children and captures their full attention. The simple story begins with the fact that a fox was about to sneak into the boyar's courtyard. She wanted to profit from at least something there: a calf or a lamb, a pig or a chicken.
Yes, I just saw the cunning rogue thief. He flapped his “feather wings” and screamed with a piercing cry throughout the yard. In a word, he made a lot of noise so that everyone knew that he had discovered the red-haired thief.
All the courtyard people came running to this cry. And not empty-handed: everyone took with them whatever came to hand at that moment. Shovels, grips, axes, rockers, whorls and hammers - everything went into use.
We decided to catch and beat the fox. And it couldn’t be otherwise, because theft is a terrible sin. Anyone who lives off the labor of others is always subject to severe punishment. It’s not for nothing that the fox is considered a cunning animal - it broke out and ran into the forest.
Three days passed, the fox lay down under an alder bush. And the rooster forgot to think about the rogue thief. So I decided to take a walk in an open field and sit on a tall tree. And that’s all the cunning rascal needed.
She went up to the tree where the cockerel was sitting and began to treat him with clever speeches. They say that he cannot do without repentance, because he has sinned a lot in his life. The cockerel trusted the fox and came down from the tree.
Then the red-haired thief grabbed the gullible bird and began to scold him and reprimand him for preventing her from enjoying herself in the boyar’s courtyard. It is not easy to escape from the clutches of a predator. But the cockerel outwitted her. He spoke flattering speeches, but the fox could not resist.
As soon as she loosened her grip, the rooster broke free and flew back up the tree. In life, it is difficult to imagine a situation where a cunning and dexterous fox would miss its prey. But the storyteller wanted the cheat to be punished and left with her nose. Because this image means a cunning and thieving person. And such qualities always deserve not only censure, but also punishment.
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Read a fairy tale about a rooster, a cat and a fox
Boredom
There lived a cat in one village. He lived without grieving, he lay on the stove all day and spat at the ceiling. And he felt so sick of boredom that he could just go and drown. And the cat decided to leave the house.
Came to the forest. He found himself a tall and wide tree, climbed it and began to live there.
During the day, you know, he sleeps, and at night he hunts. And freedom, and contentment, and you won’t be bored.
The fox found out about the cat and began to court him. Let's go, the cat, to be my husband. I always need such a master. You'll roll around like cheese in butter for me.
And the cat won’t go anywhere.
Cunning
Then the fox came up with a trick. She persuaded a rooster from a nearby farm. In return, she promised never to go into his chicken coop. Here, a cat sleeps in his tree during the day, and out of nowhere a rooster appears. He sat down on the highest branch and bawled at the top of his lungs:
- Cuckoo, crow The cat is sleeping on the bitch. Look! The gray side has spread out! Yes, a tuft of shaggy wool!
When the cat heard him, he became seriously angry. I wanted to get a rooster, only it sits high, on the thinnest branch. There's no way the cat can reach it. And so he fought and so on. And then laziness took over, the cat waved his paw and moved to another tree.
I was just getting ready to sleep. But where is it! The rooster flew behind him to a new tree and started the old song again:
- Cuckoo-coo-coo, crow-coo, Don’t toss and turn on your side, As soon as you fall to the ground, you’ll shake the cat’s spirit!
Oh, the cat got angry. It growls, mewls, but cannot do anything with the rooster. And then a fox accidentally ran past. She saw the cat and said to him: “Let me help you get rid of the rooster.” For that you will marry me.
We will live with you in perfect harmony.
The cat, having nothing to do, agreed. So the fox waylaid the rooster and grabbed it.
She pressed it to the ground, as if she wanted to eat it. And she quietly whispers to him: “Thank you for your service.” I owe you a favor.
It won't matter
The rooster went home, and the fox and cat lived peacefully. The fox manages the farm and gets food. And the cat is lying on the stove at home, bored. Now, time passes, the fox is tired of this. And she decided to get rid of the cat. But he just doesn’t know how to do it.
The fox went to the rooster again and said: “Do me a favor, brother, one more time.” I won't be in debt.
The Rooster is a cunning soul and does not want to work for nothing. It means that now he will get the cat away from the fox, and then take it and return to the village. It will be bad for the rooster then. But the fox promises him a great reward. “You save me from the cat, and I’ll take you to the forest grouse.” They are rich and noble birds. If you become one of them, everyone around you will respect you. Not a single cat will dare to intimidate. Well, how can you refuse this?
So a rooster flew to the fox’s house, sat on a branch so that the cat wouldn’t get it, and sang:
Cuckoo, crow! Be on the lookout, the cat, the wolf is coming to visit the fox, and he will bite you!
The cat got scared, his eyes bulged and he started running. He returned to his village. Although it’s boring, it’s calm. And the fox settled with the rooster, and they each began to live their own lives.
It’s not for nothing that they say that every good man is his own example.
Read a fairy tale about a cockerel, a cat and a fox
Lived once
Far away in the woods, On a steep hill, a slanting hut stands, The smoke above the hut is smoky.
In this house there is rank after rank, dividing everything in half, passing day by day. Two comrades together. Okay, they lived happily and helped each other. Cat and Petya the Cockerel, Bright red comb.
Early, early before dawn, Until the grass was warm, the cat went hunting, Petya said sternly:
“You are loud-voiced Parsley, feathered and wavy, don’t stand at the window, don’t bother my soul.
Liska is a cunning cheat, a well-known thief, she will scratch you in an instant, using her cunning mind.”
Naughty Petya
But Parsley didn’t listen, so he stuck the top of his head out of the window onto the meadow to sing his little voice.
A little fox ran past, and when the Cockerel heard it, its paws rushed off on their own, waiting to find their prey.
She came running: “Petya! Peter! The softest voice in the world! Get out of your hut, sing and reveal your talent to everyone.”
The Cockerel didn’t think for long, the Cat admonished him to no avail. Jump and jump into the clearing. And so he clung to the little fox.
And she grabbed him and dragged him with her. So stupid head There will be cockerel soup!
Petya began to scream, the cry was heard through the forest: “Oh, the fox is carrying me, To the distant forests!
Beyond the steep white mountains, Through the floral patterns! Where are you cat? Save, save! Repel the evil attack!”
The cat heard and rushed over, and met the fox: “Come on, fox guts! Give me the rooster!”
Liska was very scared and immediately said goodbye to Petya. And with her red tail between her legs, she ran away across the bridge.
And the friends returned home, and never looked back. After eating a handful of cake for dinner, the cat shouted at the rooster:
“What are you, stupid, proud Red-feathered and zealous! So did you trust the fox? Flattering red fidget?
From now on, Petya, be smarter and take care of your thin neck. The hour is not long, you will end up with a cheat like soup in a canteen.”
The stupidest cockerel
The next day, at the gate, the Rooster saw off the cat.
Only the hunter is not visible, But our singer loudly, unitedly sings his romance and shakes his head.
A little fox ran past, heard the sweet singer, and followed the trail, just as yesterday she crept up from behind the hill.
"Peter! Wonderful little voice! Like a thin flower, it rings like a bell, and spreads wonders all over the area.
Come out, little flower, don’t be ashamed, and show off your talent. The voice murmurs like a river, it burns like a bright sun.”
Petya went out, that's all, the fox almost ate him, Happiness - the cat forgot his gun, but he returned and drove the cunning fox away, did not stroke Petya again, but admonished him, shouting and swearing in the heat of the moment.
The cat smells it
The third day, the rooster stayed. The cat got ready to hunt. The heart senses that there is trouble. Breakfast is getting cold on the stove.
The cat left, and Petya again opened his beak and stupidly began to sing his song and clung to the window.
A little fox ran past and heard Petya again. She crept up and, without any worries, dragged her into the garden.
For a long time, sadly, he bawled, called the cat, and made a fuss with his wing. The friend didn’t hear and now the fox opens its mouth,
The teeth are sharp as razors, And the eyes look so slyly at Petrushka, They don’t blink, they don’t shine.
Petya said goodbye to life, repented that he was wrong. It was in vain that I didn’t listen to the cat, the song tra-ta-ta was sung.
Suddenly, the fox takes off his mask, and underneath are his own eyes, a long thin mustache, and fur of unprecedented beauty.
The cat stands and frowns: “Petya-Petya, woe is me!” Your stupid head! It’s only half an inch from the ground!”
How happy Petya was! I swore to my friend with everything in the world, That in the future, he will become smarter and won’t shout so loudly.
You have read four fairy tales about your favorite heroes of Russian folk works. Each fairy tale about a cockerel, a cat and a fox is a storehouse of wisdom, through collective images of simple human qualities. The fairy tale about a cat and a cockerel and a fox is the story of the relationship between three different types of characters: fox cunning and savvy, cat courage or laziness, rooster carelessness and stupidity.
