A fairy tale about a boy who bullied other children. A fairy tale about a child who bullies other children. And the next time you want to be offended, think: is it really so nice to feel sorry for yourself and be a victim? The predator always senses the weak and attacks precisely
The boy Slava, from our fairy tale, took it into fashion to offend children. What started where is unclear. Did Slava want to change himself? Has he gotten better? Let's not rush things, let's start reading a fairy tale...
The Tale of Slava Obizhaikin
Once upon a time there lived a boy, Slava Umnikov. Slava, like Slava, he did many things well. For example, he ate well, ran fast, and even tried to write poetry.
But Slava had one feature that was far from being the best. He bullied other children. He will take away someone’s car, pull someone’s braid, say an offensive word to someone.
Nobody said anything bad to Slava, but in their hearts the children were offended by him. And then one day the children went on an excursion to the Museum. And Slava too.
At the Museum, teacher Natalya Vasilievna told the children about the great poet Pushkin. Slava listened attentively, because he also tried to write poetry.
“Maybe I’ll be a famous poet too,” he thought.
— Glory to Umnikov is our pride! A man to follow by example! - Slava daydreamed.
Suddenly, behind the portrait of Pushkin, Slava saw a little man who was winking at him.
“Let’s go pull the girls’ braids and step on the boys’ heels,” suggested the little man.
“Let’s go,” Slava agreed.
They approached Zoya Kruglova. The little man stopped, and Slava pulled Zoya’s braid with all his might. But Zoya did not scream. It seemed like she didn't even feel Slava's touch.
“Oh,” the little man screamed, “I forgot that there is some kind of magical power at work in the Museum that does not allow people to be offended.”
Slava was surprised.
- So, there is a place in the world that is magical? - he thought.
- And now, guys, I will read my poems to you.
What started here! The girls and boys made noise, started shouting, and said that they didn’t want to listen to the poems of Slava Obizhaikin (the children came up with his last name).
“We don’t need the poems that Obizhaikin wrote,” said Zoya Kruglova.
Slava stood red as a lobster. He thought to himself:
“I won’t offend anyone anymore.” It's not smart. And my last name is Umnikov, not Obizhaikin. And in general, what if I really become a famous person, and then one of my childhood friends will say that I offended him. This cannot be allowed.
Since then, Slava has stopped offending the guys. And in general he became friends with them. Famous people must have many friends!
Questions and tasks for the fairy tale
What bad things did Slava do?
What was the favorite thing for the main character of the fairy tale?
Which territory in the fairy tale was magical?
Did the children like Slava’s poems?
Has the boy's behavior changed at the end of the story?
What proverbs fit the fairy tale?
As it comes back, so will it respond.
Whatever you do, it will come back.
Do good and expect good.
The main meaning of the fairy tale is that if you treat people kindly, then they will come to you with kindness. And if you don’t respect people, then they won’t respect you and won’t show interest in you.
A fairy tale is our best friend and educator! The child, identifying himself with the main character, experiences all the emotions and situations, draws conclusions and gains experience. Therefore, the power of fairy tales should not be underestimated! This story about a little pugnacious bear cub is especially for those kids who love to fight.
This happened in one kindergarten, where various forest animals went. Every morning the forest woke up from the warm rays of the sun warming the earth, and the songs of birds woke up the forest animals, and their parents took them to the forest kindergarten.
Not far from this kindergarten lived Little Bear. None of the animals were friends with him, because he fought with everyone. “Everyone wants to offend me, make me feel bad. I need to defend myself, because if I don’t fight, other animals will offend me,” thought the Little Bear.
He was sad to always be alone, and then one day he went for a walk. He walked and walked and came to a kindergarten where animals were playing.
Look, Little Bear is coming towards us. Maybe he will be our new friend,” said Squirrel.
“But look,” shouted the Bunny, “he clenched his fists and is going to fight us!”
The little bear did not hear the animals’ conversation and, clenching his fists more and more, thought:
“They agree to start hurting me, and I will have to defend myself.”
“We want to be friends with him, but he wants to fight with us,” the animals shouted. - We will defend ourselves! And they ran to Little Bear. The little bear, seeing the animals running up, was very scared. He clenched his fists even tighter and prepared to fight.
Oh you! “We wanted to be friends with you, but you want to fight with us,” the animals said. “We thought you were our new friend, but you!..” they shouted. - We will not be friends with you!
And they left Little Bear alone. The little bear felt that he was very ashamed that he wanted to fight with these animals. Sadness filled Little Bear's heart and he began to cry. He felt very bad because everyone was afraid of him and he had no friends. “What should I do, how can I make friends with little animals?” - thought Little Bear. And suddenly he saw that his fists were still clenched and tears were dripping onto them.
“I realized that I need to unclench my fists, because, probably, because of them, the animals thought that I would fight with them!” - Teddy Bear decided. The next day, Little Bear came to the animals in kindergarten and did not clench his fists. The animals saw that he did not want to fight, and decided to be friends with him. The bear cub and the animals began to play various fun games together, sing songs and dance. They laughed and told each other interesting stories. And Little Bear, playing with the little animals, thought: “I will never again clench my fists and fight for no reason, because the other little animals never thought of offending me. It’s so good that I unclenched my fists and realized for myself that it’s bad to be a brawler!” And this thought made Little Bear feel great.
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In an ordinary city, on an ordinary street, in an ordinary house, there lived a little boy and his name was Petya. Petya was a kind and cultured boy, but Petya had one peculiarity - he did not like and never wanted to tidy up his toys. No matter how his mother asked him, no matter how his dad scolded him, no matter how his grandmother forced him, nothing helped - Petya would play and throw away his toys. I never looked after them, because they broke because someone was constantly stepping on them.
And then one sunny summer morning Petya woke up, jumped out of his crib and ran to his shelves, where his mother laid out Petya’s toys every evening. And he sees that every single shelf is empty. There's nothing on the shelves. There are no soldiers, no favorite bear, no bunny. There aren't even any cubes. He also looked into the large box where his cars and a large construction set were stored, they were also not there, the box was empty. Petya began looking for toys in the chest of drawers and in the closet. Maybe mom put them there? - thought the boy. Or maybe they are under the bed? But they weren’t there either.
And then Petya decided to ask his mother where they could have gone. The worried boy ran to the kitchen and found his mother there preparing breakfast.
“Good morning, Petenka,” said mom.
Petya washed his hands and, sitting down at the table, answered:
- Good morning, Mom. Have you seen my toys, I can’t find them anywhere?
Mom smiled in surprise and said:
- No, dear, I haven’t seen your toys. But last night, when you had already gone to bed and all your toys, as always, were lying all over the nursery, it seemed to me that they were offended by you and could have left such a sloppy boy for another child who loves and respects his toys every day puts them in their places.
Petya had breakfast and decided to go in search of his toys. After all, he couldn't be alone.
He ran out into the street and didn’t know which way to go. And then he sees the neighbor’s cat, Murlykin, walking slowly and importantly down the street. Petya decided to turn to him:
- Hello, Murlykin. Have you by any chance seen my toys, have they left my house?
The cat stopped, stretched and answered:
- Yes, purrr, I saw how they drove in that direction in a big toy car. And he waved his tail towards the backyard.
Petya was delighted and ran there, he ran out into the backyard, ran around it in the hope that he would find his loss there, but the yard was empty.
The boy sat down on the bench in confusion and did not know what to do next. He sat and decided to go straight. He walked and walked. He walked for a long time, he passed his own street, passed another, here was some park, here were other people’s houses, but nowhere did he see anything similar to his big toy car.
Confused, Petya no longer knew where to go and where to look for his toys. And he saw an old dog lying on the lawn and basking in the sun.
Then Petya asked him:
- Hello, dear dog, you have probably been lying here for a long time, maybe you accidentally saw a large toy car, there are a lot of toys in it. Didn't she pass by here?
The dog raised his head and answered:
- Rrrrr, hello, boy. Yes, I saw a toy truck here this morning, racing at all speeds. You must have offended these toys very much, since they left you so quickly. And I saw how the hare was missing a paw, the soldiers were all maimed, the car was broken. You probably don't take care of your toys if they're in this condition? If I were them, I would also leave such an owner. The dog turned over on the other side and turned away from Petya.
Petya was very upset, he thought that his mother was right, and his toys were offended by him. He was ready to cry, but even more he wanted his toys back, because he loved them very much.
- Dear dog, excuse me, but tell me, which way did they go?
The dog turned lazily and said:
- And why do you need it? After all, you don’t love them, you don’t need them?
- No, no, they are very necessary, I love them, I can’t live without them.
- So why don’t you clean them up then? after all, the bunny’s leg was torn off because he was lying on the floor and was stepped on, the car was pressed against the door and it broke. All your toys asked not to tell where they went, so that you couldn’t find them.
- I will always put them in their place - always! I promise, tell me where they went. I will fix every single one of them and take good care of them.
The old dog smiled and pointed his furry paw towards the forest.
Petya was delighted and ran into the forest, with the hope that there he would finally find his missing toys.
It was starting to get dark and Petya really wanted to eat, he was very tired and completely exhausted. He no longer knew where to find his toys. And then, near an aspen stump, he noticed a gray hare, who was about to run away, but Petya managed to shout to him:
- Wait, dear hare. Have you seen a toy broken down toy truck in this forest?
“I saw it,” the hare quickly answered and hid behind a stump.
- But where exactly?
“I won’t say, they are very upset that they had to leave their owner because he doesn’t take care of them.” They decided that they would live here in the forest. Here no one will throw them around or break them.
- No, I promise that I will never do this to my toys again, I promise to fix them and put them back in their places every day.
Then the hare jumped out from behind the stump and galloped into the bushes. Petya ran after him. He ran out to the edge of the forest and finally saw a familiar large yellow and red truck, and his favorite crippled toys were located next to it. They were very sad that they had such an owner, they really wanted to return home, but they could not, they were damaged and the car was broken.
Petya rushed to them and said:
- Forgive me, my dears, I will never scatter you again, I will always keep order in my room and I promise to fix you all. He carefully put the toys in the back of the toy truck, tied his lanyard to it and drove home. We had to get home before dark. All dirty, tired and hungry, but very, very happy that he had finally found his friends.
Her mother will ask: “Nastenka, tidy up your toys,” and Nastenka replies: “You need it, you clean it up!” Mom will put a plate of porridge in front of Nastenka for breakfast, butter the bread, pour cocoa, and Nastenka will throw the plate on the floor and shout: “I won’t eat this disgusting porridge, you need to eat it yourself, but I want sweets, cakes and oranges! And in the store she didn’t have a clue when she liked some toy, she would stamp her feet and squeal for the whole store to hear: “I want it, buy it!” Buy it immediately, I said!” And it doesn’t matter to her that mom doesn’t have money and that mom is ashamed for such an ill-mannered daughter, but Nastenka, you know, screams: “You don’t love me! You must buy me everything I ask for! You don’t need me, right?!” Mom tried to talk to Nastenka, convince her that she shouldn’t behave like that, that it was ugly, tried to persuade her to be an obedient girl, but Nastenka didn’t care.
One day Nastenka had a very strong fight with her mother in the store, because her mother did not buy her another toy, Nastenka got angry and shouted angry words to her mother: “You are a bad mother!” I don't want a mom like you! I do not love you anymore! I don't need you! Leave!". Mom didn’t answer anything, she just cried quietly and went wherever her eyes looked and, without noticing that the further she went, the further Nastenka became from her, she forgot that she had a daughter. And when my mother left the city, it turned out that she had forgotten both her house and Nastenka, and forgot everything about herself.
After the quarrel, Nastenka turned around and went home, didn’t even look back at her mother, she thought her mother was coming, as always, after, having forgiven everything to her beloved daughter. I came to the house, looked, but my mother was not there. Nastenka was glad that she was left alone at home; she had never been left alone before. She threw off her shoes and blouse haphazardly, threw them right on the floor in the hallway, and went into the room. First of all, I took out a bowl of sweets, turned on the TV and lay down on the sofa to watch cartoons. The cartoons are interesting, the candies are delicious, Nastenka didn’t notice that evening had come. It’s dark outside the window, it’s dark in the room, only a little light from the TV falls on Nastenka’s sofa, and from the corners there’s a shadow, darkness creeping in. Nastenka felt scared, uncomfortable, lonely. Nastenka thinks that her mother has been gone for a long time, when will she come. And my tummy already hurts from the sweets, and I want to eat, but my mother still doesn’t come. The clock has already struck ten times, it’s already one in the morning, Nastenka has never been awake so late, and her mother still hasn’t come. And all around there are rustling noises, knocking noises, and crackling noises. And it seems to Nastenka that someone is walking in the corridor, creeping up to the room, and then suddenly it seems that the doorknob is knocking, but she is still alone. And Nastenka is already tired, and she wants to sleep, but she can’t sleep - she’s scared, and Nastenka thinks: “Well, where is mom, when will she come?”
Nastenka huddled in the corner of the sofa, covered her head with a blanket, covered her ears with her hands, and sat there all night until the morning, shaking with fear, and her mother never came.
There is nothing to do, Nastenka decided to go look for her mother. She left the house, but didn’t know where to go. I walked and wandered the streets, I was cold, I didn’t think to dress warmer myself, but there was no one to tell me, and there was no mother. Nastenka wants to eat, in the morning she only ate a piece of bread, but the day turns towards evening again, it’s about to start getting dark, and she’s afraid to go home.
Nastenka went into the park, sat down on a bench, sat there, crying, feeling sorry for herself. An old woman came up to her and asked: “Why are you crying little girl? Who offended you?”, and Nastenka replies: “My mother offended me, left me, left me alone, abandoned me, but I want to eat and I’m scared to sit at home alone in the dark, and I can’t find her anywhere. What should I do?" And that old lady was not simple, but magical, and she knew everything about everyone. The old woman stroked Nastenka’s head and said: “You Nastenka offended your mother very much, you drove her away from you. From such resentment, the heart becomes covered with an icy crust and a person leaves wherever his eyes look, and forgets everything about his past life. The further he goes, the more he forgets. And if three days and three nights pass after your quarrel, and you don’t find your mother and don’t ask her for forgiveness, then she will forget everything forever and will never remember anything from her past life again.” “Where can I look for her,” Nastenka asks, “I’ve already been running around the streets all day, looking for her, but I can’t find her?” “I’ll give you a magic compass,” says the old woman, “instead of an arrow there is a heart.” Go to the place where you and your mother quarreled, look carefully at the compass, where the sharp tip of the heart points, that’s where you need to go. Look, hurry up, you don’t have much time left, and the path is long!” The old woman said this and disappeared, as if she had never existed at all. Nastenka thought that she had imagined everything, but no, there’s a compass, here it is, clutched in her fist, and instead of an arrow, there’s a golden heart on it.
Nastenka jumped up from the bench, ran to the store, to the very place where she had offended her mother, stood there, looked at the compass and suddenly saw her heart come to life, fluttered, darted around in a circle and stood up, tensed, pointing in one direction with its sharp tip , trembles, as if in a hurry. Nastenka ran with all her might. She ran, she ran, now the city was over, the forest was beginning, the branches were whipping her face, the roots of the trees were preventing her from running, they were clinging to her legs, there was a stabbing pain in her side, she had almost no strength left, but Nastenka was running. Meanwhile, evening had already come, it was dark in the forest, the heart on the compass was no longer visible, there was nothing to do, we had to settle down for the night. Nastenka hid in a hole between the roots of a large pine tree and curled up into a ball. It’s cold to lie on the bare ground, the rough bark scratches your cheek, the needles prick through your thin T-shirt, and there are rustling noises all around, it’s scary for Nastenka. Now it seems to her that wolves are howling, now it seems that the branches are cracking - a bear is making its way after her, Nastenka has shrunk into a ball and is crying. Suddenly she sees a squirrel galloping up to her and asks: “Why are you crying, girl, and why are you sleeping in the forest at night, alone?” Nastenka answers: “I offended my mother, now I’m looking for her to ask for forgiveness, but here it’s dark, scary and I really want to eat.” “Don’t be afraid, no one will hurt you in our forest,” says the squirrel, “we don’t have wolves or bears, and I’ll treat you with nuts now.” The squirrel called her cubs, they brought Nastenka some nuts, Nastenka ate, and fell asleep. I woke up with the first rays of the sun, ran further, the heart on the compass urged me on, hurried me, the last day remained.
Nastenka ran for a long time, all her legs were knocked down, she looked - there was a gap between the trees, a green lawn, a blue lake, and by the lake there was a beautiful house, painted shutters, a cockerel weather vane on the roof, and near the house Nastenkina’s mother was playing with some other people’s children - cheerful , joyful. Nastenka looks, can’t believe her eyes - other people’s children call her Nastenka’s mother mom, but she responds as if this is how it should be.
Nastenka burst into tears, sobbed loudly, ran up to her mother, wrapped her arms around her, pressed herself against her with all her might, and Nastenka’s mother stroked Nastenka’s head and asked: “What happened, girl, did you hurt yourself, or did you get lost?” Nastenka shouts: “Mom, it’s me, your daughter!”, and mom forgot everything. Nastenka began to cry more than ever, clung to her mother, shouting: “Forgive me, mommy, I will never behave like this again, I will become the most obedient, just forgive me, I love you more than anyone, I don’t need any other mother!” And a miracle happened - the ice crust on my mother’s heart melted, she recognized Nastenka, hugged her, and kissed her. I introduced Nastenka to the children, and they turned out to be little fairies. It turns out that fairies do not have parents, they are born in flowers, eat pollen and nectar, and drink dew, so when Nastenka’s mother came to them, they were very happy that they would now also have their own mother. Nastenka and her mother stayed with the fairies for a week and promised to come visit, and a week later, the fairies brought Nastenka and her mother home. Nastenka never quarreled or argued with her mother again, but helped in everything and became a real little housewife.