The Fox and the Crane - the fairy tale tells about a short friendship between a cunning fox and a savvy crane. The crane, invited to visit the fox, could not enjoy the semolina porridge, which the Fox served to the table smeared on a plate. He invited her to visit him and treated her to delicious okroshka, poured into a jug with a high, narrow neck. Now even the fox couldn’t get to the treat.
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The Fox and the Crane - a fairy tale by Alexei Nikolaevich Tolstoy
The fox and the crane became friends. So the fox decided to treat the crane, and went to invite him to visit her: “Come, kumanek, come, dear!” I'll treat you! The crane went to the banquet. And the fox cooked semolina porridge and spread it on the plate. She served it and treated it: “Eat, my dear kumanek,” she cooked it herself. The crane knocked and knocked with his nose on the plate, knocked, knocked - nothing hit! And the fox licked and licked the porridge, so she ate it all herself. She ate the porridge and said: “Don’t blame me, kumanek!” There is nothing else to treat. The crane answers her: “Thank you, godfather, and that’s it!” Come to visit me. The next day the fox comes to the crane, and he prepared okroshka, put it in a jug with a narrow neck, put it on the table and said: “Eat, gossip!” Really, there’s nothing else to regale you with. The fox began to spin around the jug. And he comes in like this, and like that, and licks it, and sniffs it, but he just can’t get it: his head won’t fit into the jug. And the crane pecks and pecks until it has eaten everything. - Well, don’t blame me, godfather! There is nothing more to treat. The fox was annoyed. I thought that I would have enough to eat for a whole week, but I went home and ate unsalted. As it came back, so it responded! Since then, the fox and the crane have been apart in their friendship.
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FOX AND HERON
There lived a heron, and she had two chicks, and the fox, her godfather, decided to eat them.
I just didn’t know how to get to them, I was racking my brain, but couldn’t come up with anything. Because the heron took care of her chicks and did not leave them alone for a minute. And then one day the fox decided to invite the heron to his place for dinner. In the morning he comes running to the heron and let’s persuade him - come and come. And the heron answered her:
- Well, how am I going, godfather? Who should I leave my kids with? I'm afraid.
“It will be for you, godfather,” says the fox. “Aren’t you going to come, are you really going to offend me?” This is how your kids fall asleep, you immediately run to me.
I begged her for a long time and this way and that, I lured her for a long time. Well, the heron agreed.
- Okay, godfather, I’ll come, how can I not come?
And she came to visit the fox. The fox saw her and lost his breath with joy. She poured some porridge on the pebble and said:
“Help yourself, dear godfather, and I’ll run off to get the other guests.” They are nearby, I'll be right back. - And she ducked out the door.
She rushed to where she had planned, ate two chicks and returned home. They sat with the heron for a while, but she became more and more worried, her heart was not in the right place.
- It's time for me to go to my children.
She ran home and saw that her chicks were gone, neither one nor the other. Then it hit her in the head - a fox had been in the house.
“It’s not for nothing that my heart told me that the fox had something bad on his mind!”
And let's cry. I cried all day and shed tears.
In the morning the fox comes to her, sees the heron all in tears, and says:
- Hello, godfather. Why are you crying?
And the heron responds to this:
“It’s not for nothing that I said that I shouldn’t leave my children unattended. Some villain ate them from me.
- Oh, godfather, what grief! - says the fox. - I feel so sorry for you. And why did I call you, that means it’s my fault too.
She consoled the heron and wiped away her tears. She talked incessantly. The heron stopped crying, listens, and thinks to herself:
- Well, the weather! I will deal with you, you will pay me for everything!
Time passes, the heron says to the fox:
“You know, dear godfather, I’m throwing a feast, I invite you, come - you won’t regret it.” I'll make great pies.
- Okay, godfather. Where will your feast be?
- Yes, right in the sky.
- Oh, what are you saying, godfather? How do I get there? You fly in the sky, but where can I get wings?
- No problem, godfather. You don't need wings. You cling to my neck and that’s it. Let's try it right now. I'll lift you into the air. Come on, sit on me, and everything will be as it should.
The fox clung to the neck of the heron, she flew, and she herself was thinking about how not to scare the fox away. He flies low, slowly, and the fox rejoices:
- Well done, godfather. How nice it is in the sky!
They sank to the ground, and the fox ran home, satisfied and satisfied. She began to wait for the heron to call her to the feast.
Finally it came. I jumped out into the street early in the morning and ran to the appointed place. He sees that the heron is already walking around, looking at the sky. A fox came up to her, sat astride her and clung to her neck, and they began to rise up. At first, the heron flew quietly, circling above the ground. And then suddenly it flapped its wings and let’s take it higher and higher. She rose high into the sky and started tumbling. The fox got scared and started screaming;
- Oh, oh, godfather! I'll fall, I won't be able to hold on! Have mercy, stop it!
But the heron doesn’t seem to hear. She rose even higher. And then she jerked her head and threw the fox off. The fox falls to the ground and yells in a bad voice:
— Lay down the mattresses! Lay out the mattresses!
Then the heron shouted to her:
“You, villainess, ate my chicks without choking.” Now get what you deserve.
The fox hit the ground and flew into pieces.
Another ending to the fairy tale "The Fox and the Crane"
The Fox left the Crane, slurping unsaltedly, and the Crane sat and thought: “It didn’t turn out well after all. Fox - what to take from her? But I should be smarter and kinder. I'll invite Lisa to visit again. So Crane invited his godfather to visit. The Fox didn’t want to go, she thought there would be okroshka in the jug again, but the Crane persuaded the Fox and she came anyway. And the Crane set out a dish for the Fox, set a jug for himself, and they both ate to their fill. Lisa was delighted, goes home and thinks: “Well done. godfather, he treated me well. Am I worse? And he also invites the Crane to visit and sets out a jug for him and a dish for himself. So the Fox and the Crane began to visit each other, treat themselves, and praise each other.
The Fox and the Crane: Balabolka Stories
Fox, crane and hare. They go by bus. The bus stops and a guy gets out. The driver says: “I won’t take you, you need to get out.” Everyone comes out. And the guy gets on the bus. Crane: - Sit down, guy. Guy: - I won’t sit down. I know you, fox, you led me. - Oh, what are you talking about! - Sit down, they tell you. …….. The fox asked the crane: “Are you the smartest in the owl? I always thought you were very wise!” "no, I'm just cunning." Fox. “And you are very cunning,” said the Crane. - “I know what to do!” He flew off into the thickets, and a few minutes later returned with a small fox. The crane said: “Fox, you two will keep watch near the hole. …….. They are friends, but every day the fox goes hunting. And then one day the fox saw a crane and thought: “I’ve always wondered what a crane tastes like.” And she ran into the forest, caught a crane, brought it to her home and said to her mother: “Mom, let’s make soup out of it!” - No need, daughter, he’s so small. - But it’s very tasty, I tried it. ………. The fox, in order to catch the crane, decided to set a trap for it - she built a bridge across the swamp and began to wait for the crane at its crossing. Soon the crane saw a fox who was luring him into a trap. He began to think: “The fox is building such a big bridge, does she really think that I will cross the swamp?” And he did not cross the swamp. Instead, he jumped over to the other side and disappeared into the forest. ………. - Fox, look how beautiful the crane is! - said the crane, looking at the fox. - Yes, very beautiful, but disgusting, disgusting and harmful! - the fox answered, looking at the crane. ………. One day, a fox, flying over a swamp, noticed a crane, which, noticing her, took off in fright. - That's what I understand, tough guy! - said the fox. And the crane had to pee on a tree to get down. When a day later he flew over this place again, he saw that the tree was again covered in urine. The fox decided that this was fate and also began to live in the swamp. ……… The Fox got ready to go hunting and lay down to take a nap, and the Crane said to her: “You’re crazy!” Can't you see how dark it is here? - And I’m doing it from memory! - answered the fox. - How is that? - Crane was surprised. Then the fox remembered and said to him: “Listen, Crane!” I have a memory like a fish, only I can remember everything that has happened to me since childhood. …….. Once upon a time there lived a Fox. And she wanted to fly. The Fox took off and flew. I flew for a day, then another. On the third day he sees a crane sitting in the window, looking at the Fox with sad eyes. - What are you watching? - asked Lisa. “I’m bored...” “But I’m thinking,” said the Fox, “how to make a stuffed animal out of you, so old, and hang it on the Christmas tree.” The crane was not at a loss. ……….. Fox asks: “Do you love me?” The crane replies: “Always!” The fox says: “I’ll now climb a tree, and you’ll eat me.” The crane has nowhere to go, he agrees. The fox climbs a tree. The crane could not stand it, broke loose and fell. He flew over the fox and said: “If you love me, take me back!” “With pleasure,” answered the fox. Transferred. ………. One day, the cranes flew south and the fox flew with them. For a long time she flew after the cranes to take her place in their flock, but the crane chased her away. And as soon as the crane agreed, the fox took his place. So she flew from crane to crane until she got tired and fell behind. She flew in and began to watch for the crane to take her place in the flock. …….. The fox, like most animals, is very good at pretending. She pretended to be thirsty and slowly ate the crane. But when the fox realized that she had been exposed, she pretended to cry so that the crane would come running to her. And of course, she ate it. So the crane remained alive. In the end, the Fox ate her husband. ……… At the beginning everything goes well. You are completely absorbed by the fox, but suddenly he disappears into the bushes. Now you're trying to keep up with the crane. But the fox ran into the same bushes again and now the cranes are looking at you. What is it for? This happens during a thunderstorm. ……… The fox asked if she and the crane could fly up the tree. It was difficult for the cranes to explain to people like the fox that they did not fly. And then the crane said: “There are some things on earth that you cannot understand, but there are also things that you simply should not touch.” ……… In ancient times, even before people learned to make dishes from clay, a cunning fox lived in the forest. He declared about himself that he is the best master in this matter. He walked through the forest for a long time, offering his clay products to all the animals and birds. Everyone laughed at the fox, except for one crane, who not only bought his products, but also taught the fox various tricks. Since then, the fox has gained fame as a skilled potter. ………. The fox jumps and shouts: “I caught the crane, I caught the crane!” The crane also jumps and, trying to catch the fox, shouts in response, how did she catch it! They jumped like this for several days, but then the fox finally caught the crane. And after they had both calmed down, the crane asked the fox: “How many children have you?” “I have no children,” answered the fox. …….. The fox saw a crane standing on one leg. "What about him?" - asks the fox. “When it stands on one leg, it takes up the entire volume in the wings,” explains the crane. When the fox realized this, she began to use this ability in her flights. Now, when the fox flies, its wings occupy the entire volume in the wings. Lisa was very proud of this! ………. They have been together for several years, and she still can’t make up her mind to cross his path. And then one day the fox sees that the crane is about to take off and says: “I’ll cross your path.” The crane agreed and the fox quickly crossed his path. But as soon as the fox began to run, the crane rose into the air and flew after her. Then the fox stopped, waited a little and said again: “I’m crossing your path!”
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A long time ago, in a dense forest, a huge birch tree grew. It stood on a high mountain; if you looked at it from below, you couldn’t see the top—it probably reached right up to the clouds. One dove built a nest on that birch tree, and soon her chicks hatched.
The dove could not get enough of her chicks; from morning to evening she cooed with them, fed them, warmed them with her body, and played with them.
One day a hungry fox was running through the forest, and she heard a dove cooing with her chicks. She stopped under a tree and said:
“This forest is all mine, this tree is mine, the hollow in it is also mine, and in the hollow is my nest.” Get away, little dove, I want to cut down this tree.
- Good little fox, wait to cut down the tree, at least let my chicks grow up!
- How many of them do you have?
- Three.
- What a riot! Don't you know that a dove is not allowed to have more than two chicks? Give me the third one, I'll take it to the cuckoo, let her raise it! Otherwise I’ll be chopping down a tree now.
What to do - the dove gave away one chick. The fox grabbed him, ran into the bushes, ate him, goes back, and says:
“This forest is all mine, this tree is mine, the hollow in it is also mine, and in the hollow is my nest!” Get away, little dove, I want to chop down a tree.
- Little fox-soul, let me raise at least two chicks!
- You can’t have two chicks at once - they will grow up, start fighting and shake my tree. Give me one to raise - I will make him a real horseman. Otherwise I’ll cut down the tree now.
She gave away the dove and the second chick. The fox again went into the bushes, ate the chick and again goes to the tree.
“This forest is all mine, this tree is mine, the hollow in it is also mine, and in the hollow is my nest.” Get away, little dove, I want to chop down a tree!
“Well, go ahead,” the dove answers, “but I won’t give you the last chick!”
“Why did the dove suddenly become so brave?” - you ask. The fact is that while the fox was eating a chick in the bushes, a heron landed on the tree where the dove’s nest was. She saw that the dove was saddened by something and asked:
-Who offended you?
The dove told her how the fox eats her chicks. The heron advised:
“Don’t be afraid of the fox: no matter what she says, she will never be able to climb a tree!” If she comes again, you tell her: “Come on, climb my tree and take the chick yourself!”
And the heron flew away to its river.
That’s why the dove became so brave and even said to the fox:
- If you can climb this tree, climb here and eat both me and my chick!
The fox realized that someone had taught the dove some lessons and asked:
- Who taught you to talk to me like that?
“Heron,” answered the simple-minded dove.
The fox decided to take revenge on the heron. She went to the river and saw: she was standing by the river, resting.
“If a strong wind blows from the right, how will you hide your head from it?” asked the fox.
“I’ll turn it to the left,” answered the heron.
“What if the wind blows from the left?” the fox asked again.
“Then I’ll turn right,” answered the heron.
“What will you do if the wind blows from all sides at once?” the fox continued.
“Then I’ll hide her under my wing!”
“I will never believe that your head will fit under your wing.” Come on, try to hide her under your wing for at least an hour!
Tsaila got angry and hid her head under her wing. In two leaps the fox jumped up to her and pounced on her, saying:
- Eh, unfortunate heron, you harmed yourself: you helped the dove and saved her chicks, but you couldn’t save yourself and entrusted your head to the enemy.
And the cunning fox ate the heron.
