A fictional fairy tale is magical. Children's projects "composing fairy tales." The story of the Wolf who stopped eating sheep

If you noticed, we really love to compose fairy tales, for example, we recently composed musical fairy tales about and.

I say “we” because I, as a mother, also put my efforts into this and help, correct what I come up with.

In general, it is necessary to develop this writing skill in a child, because even if he does not become a famous writer in your future, then in any case it will be useful to him in school in reading lessons, literature, history, geography and simply wherever necessary explain or tell something.

Let's try it together with you today.

In general, a fairy tale is the same story, only all the events in it are fabulous, magical. Therefore, to compose any fairy tale, you need to use certain rules and a special plan.

The first thing to do is to determine the topic, that is, what our story (fairy tale) will be about.

Secondly, be sure to formulate the main idea of the future story, that is, why, for what purpose are you writing it, what it should teach listeners.

And third, directly construct the story according to the following scheme:

Exposition (who, where, when, what did)
The beginning of the action (how it all began)
Development of action
Climax (the most important moments)
Decay of action
Denouement (how it all ended)
Ending

Do not be afraid to name such complex concepts as “exposition” and “culmination” to your preschooler. Even if he doesn’t remember them now, he will definitely learn the principle of construction and will be able to apply it in the future.

According to exactly the same rules, stories are compiled and essays are written at school, so this material can be safely used by schoolchildren.

So, let's now move directly to inventing a fairy tale.

Here is the fairy tale “The Journey of the Ball,” which Seraphim composed when he was 5 years old. And using her example, we will see how to compose a fairy tale.

To compose a fairy tale, you can expand the algorithm a little to make it easier for your child to navigate.

1. Beginning (for example, once upon a time there was rain, a flower, sunshine, etc.)

2. Commencement (one day, one day he went or decided to do it, etc.)

3. Development of action (met someone, for example)

passed the first test
passed the second test

4. Climax (the third test after which she or he turns into someone or something)

5. Decline of action (someone does something so that our hero regains his original form)

6. Denouement (since then or since then)

7. Ending (and they began to live as before or he did not go anywhere else, etc.)

Once upon a time there was a boy, Alyosha, who had a balloon. And one day, when Alyosha fell asleep, he decided to go for a walk.

The ball flies and flies, and a rainbow meets it.

- Why are you flying here? Where is your home? You might get lost or burst!

And the ball answers her:

“I want to see the world and show myself.”

It flies and flies, and a cloud meets it.

- How did you end up here? There are so many dangers all around!

And the ball answers:

- Do not disturb me! I want to see the world and show myself. And he flew on.

It flies and flies, and the wind meets it.

- Why are you walking here? You might burst!

But the ball again did not listen to the elders. And then the wise wind decided to teach him a lesson.

“Uh-uh-uh,” the wind blew.

The ball flew towards the reverse side and got caught on a branch. And his thread untied, and he hung on the branch like a rag.

And at this very time our boy Alyosha was walking along the path. He was picking mushrooms in the forest and suddenly he sees a rag hanging on a branch. He looks, and this is his balloon. The boy was very happy, took the balloon home and inflated it again.

And the ball at home told Alyosha about his adventures and never went for a walk without Alyosha again.

Like these ones interesting tasks, for example, a wonderful teacher, teacher of Russian language and literature, Nadezhda Ivanovna Popova, gives children lessons in her lessons. Huge thanks to her!!!

Having learned before school to correctly compose fairy tales, stories, and retell short texts, at school you will be able to retell, write summaries and essays without any problems. Therefore, don’t be lazy and start doing this with your child before school.

Well, so that the baby can see his result clearly, as they say, you can write down your fairy tales there, which is what you and I will do tomorrow.

Tananov Alexander

Continuation of Russian folk tale"Sister Little Fox and the Wolf"

Meanwhile, the fox rides on a wolf, and she herself thinks about how to profit. She says to the wolf:
- Little brother, eat as you please!
“Don’t talk about it, sister, my stomach is completely cramped,” the wolf answers her.
“Now I’d like to try some chicken...,” the cheat continues.
- Where can I get it? - asks the wolf.
And the fox answers:
- There is a house on the edge of the village, there is a large chicken coop there. We'll sneak in there at night and steal away the chickens.
- What about the dogs? All skin will be torn off! - the wolf is afraid.
“Don’t be afraid,” says the fox. - I will take all the danger upon myself. I’ll climb into the chicken coop, pull out the chickens for us, and you’ll be on guard at the fence.
That's what they decided on. We waited until nightfall and made our way to the chicken coop. Lisa says:
- Brother, I’m going to the chicken coop, and you wait here, distract the dogs, and I’ll bring us some chicken.
The fox climbed into the chicken coop, but the wolf remained at the fence. The cheat got into the barn and started catching chickens. The birds became alarmed and raised a cry. The dogs heard it and came running. The wolf got scared, rushed through a gap in the fence, but got stuck. Dogs bite him and scratch him. The wolf forcibly escaped. And the fox, while the dogs were chasing the wolf, got out of the chicken coop and ran off into the forest with prey in its teeth. She ate the birds, walked away happy, well-fed, and a shabby wolf barely trudged towards her. He saw a fox and asked:
- Sister, did you manage to get the chicken out?
“Where is it?” the fox answers. - I got out by force myself.
And she licks her lips and shakes off her feathers. The wolf realized that the fox had deceived him again, he rushed at her, but where could he keep up with her, the dogs gave him a good beating. Since then, wolves and foxes have not been friends. Finke Kirill

Snow friend

One day I was walking down the street, and suddenly someone said to me: “Hello!” I saw a snowman, who, it turns out, was alive.
We met him. He told me that the guys from the neighboring house made it and he really wanted to know what we do in the winter.
I gladly told everything to the snowman and invited him to take part in winter fun.
First we took a sled and slid down the mountain. Seeing the river, I put on my skates and skated on the ice. Then we started playing in the snow. It turns out that the snowman can make them very quickly. We had a lot of fun!
Evening came, we said goodbye to each other. I agreed to meet him tomorrow. The snowman asked me to talk about summer, because he had never seen it.

Zinovieva Polina

Snow friend

One day I went out for a walk in the yard. And suddenly someone told me:
- Hello!
It was a snowman. He looked like this: his nose was a carrot, his eyes were coals, his hands were twigs, and on his head was a bucket. He stood and smiled at me.
We got to talking, and he told me that he was very afraid of the sun.
We had a lot of fun together! It’s so nice to have a snowman as a friend, but it’s a pity that he will melt in the spring.
But we won’t think about it, we’ll meet him every evening and have fun.

Lyamov Maxim

Snow friend

I was walking on the street. Suddenly someone said from behind: “Hello!” I turned around and saw a snowman.
The snowman was big and beautiful. Instead of a nose, he had a carrot, instead of eyes - coals, arms - twigs, and an aluminum bucket adorned his head.
The snowman suggested playing snowballs. I didn't refuse. One snowball hit his carrot and it flew off to the side. We went looking for carrots, but didn't find them. Then we went to mom, she gave us potatoes. We attached it instead of a carrot.
Thus ended the fun adventure!

Kuzminykh Alexandra

Snow friend

It was boring at home. I had just done my homework and was sitting by the window. It was already evening. Suddenly I noticed a snowman on the street! I immediately got dressed and rushed outside. There was no one there except me and the snowman.
He was all white, on his head was not a bucket, like regular snowmen, but an old straw hat, instead of eyes there were coals, and his mouth was made of tangerine peel. It seemed that at any moment he would wink with his coal eyes.
Here he actually winked at me and smiled. Then he took off his hat, bowed and said:
- Hello! I'm Snowball. Came here from the country of Snowland. She is far away from here, on a cloud. I fell from there in the form of a snowflake, and here I turned into a snowman. I was a farmer there. He fed the snow cows and herded the snow sheep. Will you be friends with me?
His voice was so soft it seemed to crunch like snow.
- Certainly! - I answered.
- Oh! - Snowball exclaimed. - I must go home.
And it seemed to crumble into beautiful snowflakes, and they rose high into the sky. Probably to that cloud.
Always when winter comes, I remember a snowman named Snowball.

Vilisova Angelina

Bouquet of wild flowers

Once upon a time there lived a husband and wife. They lived together for 50 years. And the husband wanted to give his wife some gift. But they lived poorly and had no money. The old man decided to exchange his only goat for a gift.
He went to the market and saw a beautiful shawl with red roses. Exchanged the goat for a shawl.
He goes further and thinks: “Why does my old woman need such a shawl? She doesn’t go anywhere anymore, but almost always sits at home.” And I decided to buy a hair comb. Exchanged the shawl for a comb.
He goes further and thinks: “Why does the old woman need a comb? Her hair has become thin.”
He goes further and sees: a shepherd standing with wild flowers. Exchanged a comb for a bouquet of wildflowers. He came home, and his wife made him happy! For her, a bouquet of flowers turned out to be the most expensive gift.

Lyamov Maxim

Old man and old woman
(based on the fairy tale "Mena" by K.D. Ushinsky)

Once upon a time there lived a stavrik and an old woman. They weren't rich. One day an old man went into the forest to buy firewood. He is going home, and the master is coming towards him. And the master needed firewood. He drives up and asks:
- Hello, old man. Can I get some firewood from you?
The old man answers:
- Take it.
The master took the firewood and said:
- What can I give you in return, old man?
The old man answers:
- Give me clothes and food.
The master gave the old man clothes and food and left.
The old man reached the house and shouted to the old woman:
- Look what I brought!
An old woman came out onto the porch, saw an old man with clothes and food, and asked:
- Where did you get so much goodness?
“I exchanged it with the master for firewood,” the old man answers. “And I’ll chop more firewood.”
“You’re my golden old man,” said the old woman.
And they began to live well and make good money!

Karpenko Victoria

Good old man

Once upon a time there lived an old man and an old woman. One day it was very cold. The old people have run out of firewood. The old man went into the forest for brushwood.
He sees a wolf chasing a hare. The old man took a stick and threw it at the wolf. The wolf ran away.
Moving on. He sees a bear pressing its paw against a tree. The old man lifted the tree and freed the bear.
You never know, the old man has walked a long way, and he sees that the fox has fallen into a trap. The old man freed the fox.
The old man thinks where to look for brushwood; the blizzard has covered all the roads. You can't even see the way home. And the fox asks: “Why are you sad, old man? Let me take you home.”
We came home, and the old woman grumbled: “What are we going to heat the stove with?”
And then - a knock on the door. And there the hare and the bear brought a whole armful of brushwood. And they say to the old man: “Thank you, old man. You saved us from trouble!”

Savin Kirill

Tailor and Vasilisa

I once found out about the tailor Vasilisa. She tells him: “The Serpent-Gorynych lives in my forest. Defeat him and I will be your wife.”
The tailor went to the forest. Seeing the Serpent, he began to run around him. The tailor was very agile. Here all three of the Snake’s necks were tied into a knot. The tailor tells him: “I will help you, and you will guard Vasilisa’s forest.” The Serpent-Gorynych agreed. And the tailor married Vasilisa. Since then it has become quiet and calm in that kingdom.

Finke Kirill

Wonderful Belt
(sequel to the Brothers Grimm fairy tale "The Brave Tailor")

After Hans returned, people learned how he defeated the giants. Everyone noticed his belt, which gave him courage. People began to ask the tailor to sew them belts with inscriptions that would suit only them.
A scientist came to Hans. The tailor made him a belt with the inscription: “I know the answer to any question.” I embroidered for the rich man in gold: “There is never too much gold.” To the doctor - “I’ll help if it hurts.” So the tailor Hans became known throughout the city.

Buchkin Dmitry

Hans and the Robbers
(sequel to the Brothers Grimm fairy tale "The Brave Tailor")

The tailor Hans came up with a trick on how he could deceive the robbers and remain intact himself. He drew a fake treasure map and threw it to the robbers. And since the robbers were greedy, they immediately wanted to find this treasure. They went in search of the treasure and disappeared from this kingdom forever. And the little tailor came out victorious again!

Nikolaeva Alexandra

Sashenka, Nafanya and Baba Yaga

Grandfather and grandmother lived not in the distant kingdom, but in an ordinary state. And they had a granddaughter, Sashenka. They also had a cat named Nafanya or simply Fanya. He was affectionate, fluffy and very trusting. Everyone loved the cat. He helped his grandfather read newspapers. For grandma - knit socks and mittens. And in the evenings he hummed songs to Sashenka and lulled her to sleep so that she would have sweet dreams. And when Sashenka came from school, he always met her.
And then one day Fanya disappeared. The girl rushed to look for the cat. She called him and cried, but Fanny was nowhere to be found.
And she went wherever she looked. She walked, walked, wandered, she wandered and... got lost. And all around the forest is dense, impenetrable, gloomy. Neither an animal will run, nor a bird will fly. Scary!
He looks at a little mouse running through the forest, and a huge owl flies after him and wants to grab the animal. The mouse saw the girl and darted towards her. Sasha hid it in her pocket, and an owl flew past. The girl let go of the mouse. He squeaked something and ran on his way.
Suddenly Sashenka sees a ray of sunshine pointing her down the path. The girl walked along this path. Whether long or short, she came out into the clearing. And in that clearing there is a hut on chicken legs. Sasha was surprised: this only happens in fairy tales! She remembered the necessary sentence and said:
- Hut, hut, stand with your back to the forest and your front to me!
The hut cackled, groaned, grumbled, creaked and... turned around. And in that hut, of course, Baba Yaga lived - the bone leg. She went out onto the porch and said:
- Oh! Oh! I slept for exactly three hundred years! I didn’t see or hear a single living soul. Thank you, girl, for waking up the old lady, otherwise I don’t know how many more years I would have to sleep. I would have slept through everything interesting. How did you girl get here? And what is your name?
- Hello, Grandmother Yaga. My name is Sashenka. I'm looking for my cat Nathanya. He disappeared. He left home and never returned. Can you tell me where I can look for it?
And Baba Yaga had not met polite people for a long time, she was surprised and shed tears:
- You are a kind and polite girl. I'll try to help you. It’s just that I’m bored here in the hut. Live with me for a while. Clean up the hut and make it merry. And then we'll see, I'll come up with something.
Sashenka began to live with Baba Yaga. I cleaned the hut: I swept away the cobwebs, washed the floors, cleaned the windows, lit the stove, and cooked dinner. The whole hut became younger, started dancing, cackling with joy. And Baba Yaga doesn’t lag behind, she dances so much that she forgot about her bone leg. And he also sings a song:
- Ba-ba-ba-Grandma Yaga! You are a bone leg!
Ba-ba-ba-Grandma Yaga! Look out the window!..
She danced, sat down on a bench and said:
- Eh, I don’t want to let you go, you see how nicely we have healed. You fulfilled two of my wishes: you cleaned up the hut and made me happy. For the sake of order, also fulfill the third wish, otherwise my sisters Babka Yozhki will laugh at me if I let you go without three wishes. In a magical field I have magical spikelets growing. For three hundred years the grains were not removed from them. Go and collect all the grains. Yes, just so that not a single spikelet breaks. Otherwise, the grains will no longer ripen on the ears, I won’t have flour, I won’t have anything to bake pies from, and I’ll have to roast my guests in the oven again for lunch.
There is nothing to do, Sashenka really wants to find her Fanya as soon as possible. She goes to the magic field and cries. Suddenly, out of nowhere, a mouse runs:
- Hello, Sashenka! You helped me out of trouble, now I will help you too. Don’t cry, we will collect grains from the magic ears.
The mouse squeaked something, and many, many little mice and mice came running to him from all sides. They got down to business. Before Sashenka had time to look back, all the grains were collected in bags. The girl thanked the mouse family and joyfully ran to Baba Yaga.
Baba Yaga was very surprised that Sasha did everything so quickly, but there was nothing to do - it was time to fulfill her promise. And she began to tell:
- Your cat fell into the hands of toy villains. They catch gullible cats and cats, bewitch them and turn them into toys. And then the children play with these toys. But I will help you. Here's a ball-leash, an invisibility hat and a magic powder that helps bring toys to life and can bewitch villains. Go! Happy travels to you!
- Thank you, grandma! – Sasha shouted and rushed after the ball.
Soon the leash led her to a high stone castle made of black stones. The girl put on her invisibility hat and quietly walked through the gate. How many toy cats, cats and kittens there were! Visible and invisible! Red, white, black, gray, motley!
Suddenly Sashenka sees the toy villains coming and carrying a bag of cats to bewitch the animals and turn them into figurines. The girl ran up to the villains and threw magic powder at them. The villains froze, froze and turned into marble columns.
And Sashenka rather began to sprinkle this powder on the toy animals. What started here! All the cats, kitties and kittens ran up to the girl and began to purr songs and fan her with their tails... And then Nafanya ran up!
The girl hugged him and... woke up. And next to her on the pillow sat Fanya and hummed a lullaby in her ear...

The fairy tale is a lie, but there is a hint in it.

How often in childhood our grandmothers or mothers read and told us fairy tales. And we listened, and together with the heroes we went beyond distant lands to the thirtieth kingdom, went there I don’t know where, jumped over rivers of fire, fought with a serpent with three heads. We lived with the heroes of the adventure and often wanted to become as brave, fast, and quick-witted as they were, dreaming just like Cinderella in a beautiful dress in a carriage to go to the ball. All this is so magical and at the same time these stories were written by other authors, they had their own plots, their own heroes, with their own characters.

What if you write a fairy tale the way you want? With your script? A fairy tale for yourself. Or maybe for your children? Let this fairy tale include everything you want, let it contain a description of how it is now, where you want to move, who you want to be, what to do.

The hero can be any character you come up with, let him be in tune with you, how you see him, feel him. It could be a fairy, maybe a wizard, or maybe a mouse or an ermine. Let the hero be the way you want. And then write the story of your hero.

The scenario of a fairy tale consists of several stages.

A fairy tale usually begins with the words:

1) Once upon a time there was.

At this stage, we describe the heroine, what she was like. For example, Cinderella was hardworking. In the fairy tale "The Wizard" Emerald City“It is written simply - “Among the vast Kansas steppe lived a girl named Ellie.”

Next stage:

2) Her life, her surroundings. How was she unique?

Again, let's take an example from the fairy tale “The Wizard of the Emerald City.” Ellie's surroundings: her father, farmer John, worked in the fields all day, and her mother, Anna, was busy with housework. They lived in a small van, taken off its wheels and placed on the ground. The furnishings of the house were poor: an iron stove, a wardrobe, a table, three chairs and two beds.

What was Ellie's uniqueness? Ellie dreamed: “If I suddenly became queen, I would definitely order that there be a wizard in every city and every village. And so that he performs various miracles for children.”

Next stage:

3) One day.

This describes an event that once happened. For example, Ellie’s house was carried away by a whirlwind, in another fairy tale a girl got lost, and a seven-flowered flower fell into her hands, etc.

4) At the next stage the heroine I wanted something . For example, to become someone, to become something, to make friends with someone, to learn something, to go on a trip, etc.

Again, the example of Ellie and her friends - the Tin Woodman wanted to learn to feel, the Lion wanted courage, Ellie wanted to return home, etc.

5) Actions and tests . Then the heroine acts,

For example, Ellie went with her friends to the Great Goodwin. In other fairy tales, the hero went to distant lands to the distant kingdom, went to Baba Yaga, etc.

6) Help. In a fairy tale, help always comes. This is either a good fairy, a godmother, a wizard, maybe even a pike.

7) The next step describes which Her life became. Which? What kind of environment did she have, how did her life change?

8) She became. Which she became. Here we describe how I change in the direction I want, what will she get pleasure from, what will she be like?

Based on these points, you can write yourself an individual fairy tale. A fairy tale should not look like a plan. It is better to write a fairy tale as a light story, just as a stream flows, so a fairy tale flows. Let the fairy tale be like a dream with the actions of the main character. So, take a pen and a piece of paper - Once upon a time...

And it has also been noted that fairy tales do come true...

A fairy tale from Lenya Khona

Ilya against three dragons.

Once upon a time there lived a boy. He was playing in the yard of the house. His name was Ilya Morychin. Elijah was the chosen one because he was the son of Zeus, the god of lightning. And he could control lightning. When he was walking home, he found himself in a magical world, where he met a rabbit. The rabbit told him that he needed to defeat three dragons.

The first dragon was green and was the weakest, the second - blue - a little stronger, and the third - red - the strongest.

If he defeats them, he will return home. Ilya agreed.

He defeated the first with ease, the second a little more difficult. He thought he would not win the third, but that same rabbit came to his aid, and they defeated him. Ilya finally returned home and lived happily ever after.

A fairy tale from Anya Modorskaya

Night conversation.

Once upon a time there was a girl named Lida, who had so many toys that it was simply impossible to keep track of them all! One evening the girl went to bed early. When it got dark, all the toys came to life and started talking.

The dolls were the first to speak:

Oh! Our hostess recently wanted to do our hair and dress us, but she never got around to it! - said the first doll.

Oh! We are so disheveled! - said the second.

And we,” said the toy rats and mice, “have been standing here collecting dust for so long!” The hostess still doesn’t want to wash us.

But my owner loves me very much,” said Lida’s beloved dog. – Plays with me, combs my hair, dresses me.

Yes! Yes! – the figurines from the porcelain collection said in unison, “and she often wipes us down.” We're not complaining about her!

This is where books come into play:

She never finished reading me, and I’m very upset about that! - said the book of fairy tales.

And Lida loves us and has read all of us, they said, adventure books.

And a whole shelf of books started making noise about us - they didn’t even start.

Here the jumpers perked up:

This girl treated us well and we will never speak ill of her.

And then the furniture started muttering:

Oh! How hard it is for me to stand under the weight of all these books,” said the bookcase.

And for me, the chair, it feels very good: they wipe me down and give me pleasure by sitting on me. It's so nice to be needed.

Then something spoke in the wardrobe:

And my hostess dresses me only on holidays, when she is in a good mood! That’s why I’m very well-groomed,” said the dress.

But Lida tore me up three months ago and never dressed me because of the hole! It's a shame! - said the trousers.

And the bags say:

The hostess always takes us with her and often forgets us everywhere. And he rarely cleans us!

And the textbooks say:

Our owner Lida loves us the most. She dresses us in beautiful covers and erases the pencil from our pages.

For a long time they talked about Lida’s life, and in the morning the girl didn’t know whether it was a dream or not? But still, she dressed and combed the dolls, washed the toys, finished reading the book, arranged the books on the shelves so that the closet could easily stand, sewed up the trousers, and cleaned the handbags. She wanted her things too much to think well of her.

A fairy tale from Nastya Tsybulko

There lived a knight somewhere far away. He loved very much beautiful princess. But she didn't love him. One day she told him: “If you fight the dragon, then I will love you.”

The knight began to fight the dragon. He called his horse and said: “Help me defeat the strong dragon.”

And the horse was magical. When the knight asked him, he flew higher and higher.

When the battle began, the horse took off and pierced the dragon's heart with its sword.

Then the princess fell in love with the prince. They had children. When the sons grew up, the prince father gave the horse to them. The sons fought on this horse. Everything was fine with them, and they all lived happily ever after.

A fairy tale from Parvatkina Dasha

Sonya and the golden nut.

There lived a girl in the world, her name was Sonya. In the fall she went to school.

One early morning Sonya went out for a walk. There was an old oak tree in the middle of the park. There was a swing tire hanging on an oak branch. Sonya always swung on this swing. As always, she sat down on this swing and began to swing. And suddenly something fell on her head. It was a nut... a golden nut! Sonya took it and examined it carefully. It really was all gold. They began to pay attention to Sonya. She got scared and threw the nut, but realized what a mistake she had made: the nut split, became gray and rusty. Sonya was very upset and put the fragments in her pocket. Suddenly she heard someone upstairs talking. Raising her head, Sonya saw squirrels. Yes, yes, those were the squirrels talking. One of them jumped down to Sonya and asked:

What is your name?

My name is Sonya. Can squirrels talk?

That's funny! The squirrel itself, and even asks if squirrels talk!

I'm not a squirrel! I am a girl!

Well, okay, then look into the puddle, girl!

Sonya looked into the puddle and turned pale. She was a squirrel!

How did it happen?

You must have broken a golden nut!

How can I go back to being a girl?

Go to the old oak tree. A learned eagle owl lives there. If you beat him in a dispute, he will give you a silver nut. You break it and you go home as a girl. Take my little squirrel - he knows the answers to all the owl's questions.

Sonya took the little squirrel and climbed up the oak tree. She climbed for a long time and even fell 3 times. Sonya climbed onto a massive large branch, where the learned eagle owl was sitting.

Hello, squirrel!

Hello, Uncle Owl! I need a silver nut!

Okay, I'll give you a nut if you beat me in an argument.

They argued for a long time, and the little squirrel from Sonya's tail suggested everything.

Okay, take the nut, you beat me!

Sonya jumped from the oak tree, thanked the little squirrel, and broke a nut.

Sonya returned home as a girl, and from that day on she fed the squirrels.

A fairy tale from Lieberman Slava.

Chapter I

Once upon a time there lived a knight, his name was Slava. One day the king called him and said:

We have many knights, but you are the only one so strong. You must cope with the sorcerer, he is very strong. On your way there will be ghosts and his monsters, they are all strong.

Okay, I'll go, just give me the sword.

We'll give it.

I went.

With God blessing!

The knight took the sword and went to the sorcerer. He walks along the road and sees ghosts standing on the road in front of him. They began to attack him, and the knight fought back as best he could. The knight finally defeated them and moved on. He walked and walked and saw a monster. And his knight won. He finally came to his goal - to the sorcerer. Slava fought the sorcerer and won. Glory came to the king and said:

I defeated him!

Well done! Here's your reward - 10 chests of gold.

I don’t need anything, and you can keep the gold for yourself.

Well, okay, go, go.

Our brave man went home and fell asleep. He woke up at dawn and saw a sorcerer with ghosts. He defeated them again. Now all bad creatures are afraid of him.

Chapter II

Many years passed, the knight became much stronger. He began to notice that he was being robbed. He went to look for thieves, walked through the forest, through the desert and found robbers, and there were five of them. He fought with them, and only one leader remained. The knight and the leader defeated with one swing of his sword and returned home.

Chapter III

One day a knight went to investigate the robbers, and there were 50 of them. Suddenly the robbers noticed a dragon. The robbers fled in fear. Slava rushed at the dragon and the battle began. The battle lasted for a week. The dragon lost. Evening came. Our hero went to bed. And he dreamed of a sorcerer.

Did you think you got rid of me? I will gather an army and take over the country! Ha ha ha!

And disappeared.

And so it happened. The war has begun. We fought for a long time. But our country won! The knight has returned home! And everyone lived happily.

A fairy tale from Nadya Konokhova

Curious fly.

Once upon a time there was a fly. She was so curious that she often got into trouble. She decided to find out who the cat was and flew off to find him. Suddenly I saw a large red cat in the window of one house. He lay and basked in the sun. A fly flew up to the cat and asked:

Mister cat, can I ask you what your name is and what you eat?

Meow! “I’m a house cat, Murkot, I catch mice in the house, I like to eat sour cream and sausage,” the cat answers.

“I wonder if he is my friend or enemy?” the fly thought and began to ask further.

Do you eat flies?

I don't know, I need to think about it. Fly tomorrow, I will answer you.

The next day a curious fly arrived and asked:

You thought?

Yes,” the cat answered slyly, “I don’t eat flies.”

Suspecting nothing, the fly flew closer to the cat and again began asking its questions:

And who are you most afraid of, dear Murkot?

ABOUT! Most of all I am afraid of dogs!

Do you like fruits?

Are there too many questions, dear fly? - asked the cat and, grabbing it with two paws, threw it into his mouth and ate it. So the curious fly is gone.

A fairy tale from Misha Dubrovenko

Snowflakes

Snowflake was born high in the sky in a large cloud.

Grandma Cloud, why do we need Winter?

To cover the ground with a white blanket, to hide it from wind and frost.

“Oh, grandma,” Snowflake was surprised, “I’m small, but the Earth is huge!” How can I cover her?

The earth is big, but one, and you have millions of sisters,” said Cloud and shook her apron.

The air began to blink and snowflakes flew into the garden, the house, the yard. They fell and fell until they covered the whole world.

But the Wind didn’t like the snow. Previously, it was possible to scatter everything, but now everything is covered under the snow!

Well, I'll show you! - The Wind whistled and began to blow snowflakes from the Earth.

It blew and blew, but it just carried the snow from one place to another. So I subsided out of frustration.

Then Frost got down to business. And the snowflake sisters huddled closer to one another, and so they waited for Spring.

Spring has come, the sun has warmed up, millions of blades of grass have grown on Earth.

Where did the snowflakes go?

And nowhere! Early in the morning there is a drop of dew on every blade of grass. These are our snowflakes. They shine, shimmer - millions of little suns!

A fairy tale from Mamedova Parvana

Once upon a time there lived a merchant. He had two daughters. The first was called Olga, and the second was Elena. One day a brother came to a merchant, and the merchant said to him:

How are you doing?

I'm fine. And Elena and Olga are picking berries in the forest.

Meanwhile, Olga left her sister in the forest and returned home. She told her father, and the merchant began to grieve.

After some time, the merchant heard that his daughter was alive, that she was a queen and had two heroic sons. The merchant came to his daughter Elena, who told him the whole truth about her sister. In anger, the merchant ordered his servants to execute his first daughter.

And they began to live with Elena - to live well and make good things.

A fairy tale from Ruslan Israpilov

Golden bird

Once upon a time there lived a master and a lady. And they had a son, Ivan. The boy was hardworking and helped both his mom and dad.

One day the master asked Ivan to go with him to the forest to pick mushrooms. The boy went into the forest and got lost. The master and his wife were waiting for him, but they never came.

Night has come. The boy walked wherever his eyes looked, and suddenly he saw a small house. He went there and saw Cinderella there.

Won't you help me find my way home?

Take this golden bird, it will tell you where to go.

Thank you.

The boy went after the bird. And the bird was invisible during the day. One day the boy fell asleep, and when he woke up, he could not find the bird. He was upset.

While the boy was sleeping, he grew up and turned into Ivan Petrovich. He met a beggar grandfather:

Let me help you, I’ll take you to the king.

They came to the king. And he tells them:

I have something to do with you, Ivan Petrovich, take the magic sword and the royal supplies and cut off the dragon’s head, then I will show you the way home.

Ivan agreed and went to the dragon. Next to the dragon was a tall stone staircase. Ivan figured out how to outwit the dragon. Ivan quickly ran up the stone stairs and jumped on top of the dragon. The dragon shook all over, threw back his head, and at that moment Ivan cut off his head.

Ivan returned to the king.

Well done, Ivan Petrovich, - said the king, - this dragon ate everyone, and you killed him. Here's a card for that. Along it you will find your way home.

Ivan came home and saw his mom and dad sitting and crying.

I'm back!

Everyone was happy and hugged.

A fairy tale from Katya Petrova

A fairy tale about a man and a wizard.

Once upon a time there was a man. He lived poorly. One day he went into the forest for brushwood and got lost. He wandered through the forest for a long time, it was already dark. Suddenly he saw a fire. He went there. He looks and there is no one at the fire. There is a hut nearby. He knocked on the door. Nobody opens. The man entered the hut, and found himself in a completely different place - instead of a dark forest, a fairy-tale island with emerald trees, with fairy-tale birds and beautiful animals. A man walks around the island and cannot be surprised. Night came and he went to bed. In the morning I moved on. He sees a falcon sitting by a tree, but cannot fly. A man approached the falcon and saw an arrow in its wing. The man pulled the arrow out of the wing and kept it for himself, and the falcon said:

You saved me! From now on I will help you!

Where am I?

This is the island of a very evil king. He loves nothing but money.

How can I get back home?

There is a wizard Hades who can help you. Come on, I'll take you to him.

They came to Hades.

What do you want?

How can I get home?

I will help you, but you must fulfill my order - to get the rarest herbs. They grow on an unknown mountain.

The man agreed, went to the mountain, and saw there a scarecrow with a sword guarding the mountain.

The falcon says: “This is the king’s guard!”

A man stands there and doesn’t know what to do, and the falcon throws a sword at him.

The man grabbed the sword and began to fight with the scarecrow. He fought for a long time, and the falcon did not sleep; it grabbed the scarecrow’s face with its claws. The man didn’t waste any time, swung his hand and hit the scarecrow so hard that the scarecrow broke into two pieces.

The man took the grass and went to the wizard. Hades is already tired of waiting. The man gave him the grass. Hades began to brew the potion. Finally he brewed it, sprinkled the potion all over the island and said: “Get lost, king!”

The king disappeared, and Hades rewarded the man - he sent him home.

The man returned home rich and happy.

A fairy tale from Loshakov Denis

How Little Fox Stopped Being Lazy

Three brothers lived in the same forest. One of them really did not like to work. When his brothers asked him to help them, he tried to come up with a reason to get away from work.

One day a cleanup day was announced in the forest. Everyone hurried to work, and our little fox decided to run away. He ran to the river, found a boat and set sail. The boat was carried downstream and washed out to sea. Suddenly a storm began. The boat capsized, and our fox cub was thrown onto the shore of a small island. There was no one around and he was very scared. The little fox realized that now he would have to do everything himself. Get food yourself, build a home and a boat to get home. Gradually, everything began to work out for him, as he tried very hard. When the little fox built the boat and got home, everyone was very happy, and the little fox realized that this adventure had served him as a good lesson. He never hid from work again.

A fairy tale from Fomina Lera

Katya in a magical land

In one city there lived a girl named Katya. One day she went for a walk with her friends, saw a ring on a swing and put it on her finger.

And suddenly she found herself in a forest clearing, and in the clearing there were three paths.

She went to the right and came out into the same clearing. She went left, saw a hare and asked him6

Where did I end up?

“To a magical land,” the hare answers.

She walked straight and came out to a large castle. Katya entered the castle and saw that his servants were running back and forth around the king.

What happened, Your Highness? – asks Katya.

Koschey the Immortal stole my daughter,” the king replies, “If you return her to me, I will return you home.”

Katya returned to the clearing, sat down on a tree stump and thought about how to help her princess out. The hare galloped up to her:

What are you thinking about?

I'm thinking about how to save the princess.

Let's go help her out together.

Went.

They walk, and the hare says:

I recently heard that Koschey is afraid of light. And then Katya figured out how to save the princess.

They reached a hut on chicken legs. They entered the hut - the princess was sitting at the table, and Koschey was standing next to her. Katya went to the window, pulled open the curtains, and Koschey melted. One cloak remained from him.

The princess hugged Katya with joy:

Thank you so much.

They returned to the castle. The king was delighted and returned Katya home. And everything became fine with her.

A fairy tale from Arsen Musayelyan

The prince and the three-headed dragon

Once upon a time there was a king who had three sons. They lived very well until the invincible came to themthree-headed dragon. The dragon lived on the mountain in a cave and struck fear into the entire city.

The king decided to send his eldest son to kill the dragon. The dragon swallowed the eldest son. Then the king sent his middle son. He swallowed it too.

The youngest son went to the fight. The closest path to the mountain was through the forest. He walked for a long time through the forest and saw a hut. In this hut he decided to wait out the night. The prince went into the hut and saw the old wizard. The old man had a sword, but he promised to give it in exchange for moon grass. And this grass grows only near Baba Yaga. And the prince went to Baba Yaga. While Baba Yaga was sleeping, he picked moon grass and came to the wizard.

The prince took the sword, killed the three-headed dragon and returned to the kingdom with his brothers.

A fairy tale from Ilya Fedorov

Three heroes

In ancient times, people were poor and earned their living by their labor: plowing the land, raising livestock, etc. And the Tugars (mercenaries from other lands) periodically attacked villages, stole livestock, stole and robbed. When leaving, they burned crops, houses and other buildings behind them.

At this time, a hero was born and they named him Alyosha. He grew up strong and helped everyone in the village. One day he was assigned to deal with the Tugars. And Alyosha says: “I can’t cope with a large army alone, I’ll go to other villages for help.” He put on his armor, took his sword, mounted his horse and set off.

Entering one of the villages, he learned from the local residents that the hero Ilya Muromets lived here with incredible strength. Alyosha walked towards him. He told Ilya about the Tugar raids on villages and asked for help. Ilya agreed to help. Putting on armor and taking a spear, they set off.

On the way, Ilya said that in a neighboring village there lived a hero named Dobrynya Nikitich, who would also agree to help them. Dobrynya met the heroes, listened to their story about the tricks of the Tugars, and the three of them headed to the Tugar camp.

On the way, the heroes figured out how to get through the guards unnoticed and capture their leader. Approaching the camp, they changed into Tugar clothes and in this way carried out their plan. Tugarin was frightened and asked for forgiveness in exchange for the fact that he would no longer attack their villages. They believed him and let him go. But Tugarin did not keep his word and continued raiding villages with even greater cruelty.

Then three heroes, having gathered an army from the village residents, attacked the Tugars. The battle lasted many days and nights. Victory was for the villagers, since they fought for their lands and families, and they had a strong will to win. The Tugars, frightened by such an onslaught, fled to their distant country. And peaceful life continued in the villages, and the heroes went about their previous good deeds.

A fairy tale from Danila Terentyev

Unexpected meeting.

In one kingdom there lived a queen alone with her daughter. And in a neighboring kingdom lived a king and his son. One day the son came out into the clearing. And the princess went out into the clearing. They met and became friends. But the queen did not allow her daughter to be friends with the prince. But they were secretly friends. Three years later, the queen learned that the princess was friends with the prince. For 13 years the princess was imprisoned in the tower. But the king appeased the queen and married her. And the prince is on the princess. They lived happily ever after.

A fairy tale from Katya Smirnova

The Adventures of Alyonushka

Once upon a time there lived a peasant, and he had a daughter named Alyonushka.

One day a peasant went hunting and left Alyonushka alone. She grieved and grieved, but there was nothing to do, she had to live with the cat Vaska.

One day Alyonushka went into the forest to pick mushrooms and berries and got lost. She walked and walked and came across a hut on chicken legs, and Baba Yaga lived in the hut. Alyonushka was scared, she wanted to run, but there was nowhere to go. Eagle owls sit in the trees, and wolves howl beyond the swamps. Suddenly the door creaked, and Baba Yaga appeared on the threshold. The nose is hooked, the claws are crooked, she is dressed in rags and says:

Phew, phew, phew, it smells like the Russian spirit.

And Alyonushka responded: “Hello, grandma!”

Well, hello, Alyonushka, come in, if you came.

Alyonushka slowly entered the house and was dumbfounded - human skulls were hanging on the walls, and there was a carpet of bones on the floor.

Well, why are you standing there? Come on in, light the stove, cook dinner, and if you don’t, I’ll eat you.

Alyonushka obediently lit the stove and prepared dinner. Baba Yaga ate her fill and said:

Tomorrow I will leave for the whole day on my business, and you keep an eye on order, and if you disobey, I will eat you,” she went to bed and began to snore. Alyonushka cried. A cat came out from behind the stove and said:

Don’t cry, Alyonushka, I’ll help you get out of here.

The next morning Baba Yaga left and left Alyonushka alone. The cat got down from the stove and said:

Let's go, Alyonushka, I'll show you the way home.

She went with the cat. They walked for a long time, came out into a clearing, and saw that a village was visible in the distance.

The girl thanked the cat for his help and they went home. The next day, father came from hunting, and they began to live and live well and make good money. And the cat Vaska was lying on the stove, singing songs and eating sour cream.

A fairy tale from Liza Kirsanova

Lisa's fairy tale

Once upon a time there was a girl named Sveta. She had two friends, Khahala and Bababa, but no one saw them, and everyone thought that it was just a child’s fantasy. Mom asked Sveta to help and before she had time to look back, everything was put away and ironed and she asked in surprise:

Daughter, how did you quickly cope with everything?

Mom, I'm not alone! Khakhalya and Bababa help me.

Stop making things up! How can! What kind of fantasies? What kind of Hakhala? What Bababa? You've already grown up!

Sveta paused, lowered her head and went to her room. She waited for her friends for a long time, but they never showed up. The completely tired girl fell asleep in her crib. At night she had a strange dream, as if her friends were captured by the evil sorceress Neumekha. In the morning everything fell out of Sveta’s hands.

What's happened? – Mom asked, but Sveta didn’t answer. She was very worried about the fate of her friends, but could not admit it to her mother.

A day passed, then a second...

One night Sveta woke up and was surprised to see a door that glowed against the background of the wall. She opened the door and found herself in a magical forest. Things were scattered around, broken toys were lying around, there were unmade beds, and Sveta immediately guessed that these were the possessions of the sorceress Neumekha. Sveta went along the only free path to help her friends.

The path led her to a large dark cave. Sveta was very afraid of the dark, but she overcame her fear and went into the cave. She reached the metal bars and saw her friends behind the bars. The grate was closed with a big, big lock.

I will definitely save you! Just how to open this lock?

Khakhalya and Bababa said that the sorceress Neumekha threw away the key somewhere in the forest. Sveta ran along the path to look for the key. She wandered for a long time among the abandoned things, until suddenly she saw the flashing tip of a key under a broken toy.

Hurray! – Sveta screamed and ran to open the bars.

Waking up in the morning, she saw her friends near the bed.

I am so glad that you are with me again! Let everyone think that I am an inventor, but I know that you really exist!!!

A fairy tale from Ilya Borovkov

Once upon a time there lived a boy named Vova. One day he became seriously ill. No matter what the doctors did, he did not get better. One night, after another visit to the doctors, Vova heard his mother quietly crying by his bed. And he swore to himself that he would definitely get better, and his mother would never cry.

After another dose of medication, Vova fell fast asleep. An incomprehensible noise woke him up. Opening his eyes, Vova realized that he was in the forest, and a hare was sitting next to him and eating a carrot.

“Well, are you awake? - the hare asked him.

What, can you speak?

Yes, I can also dance.

And where am I? How did I end up here?

You are in the forest in the land of dreams. The evil sorceress brought you here,” answered the hare, continuing to chew the carrot.

But I need to go home, my mother is waiting for me there. If I don’t return, she will die of melancholy,” Vova sat down and began to cry.

Don't cry, I'll try to help you. But a difficult road awaits you. Get up, have breakfast with berries and let's go.

Vova wiped his tears, got up, and had breakfast with berries. And their journey began.

The road passed through swamps and dense forests. They had to ford rivers. In the evening they came out into the clearing. There was a small house in the clearing.

What if she eats me? – Vova asked the hare in fear.

Maybe she’ll eat you, but only if you don’t guess her three riddles,” said the hare and disappeared.

Vova was left completely alone. Suddenly the window in the house opened, and a witch looked out.

Well, are you standing, Vova? Come into the house. I've been waiting for you for a long time.

Vova, lowering his head, entered the house.

Sit down at the table, we'll have dinner now. Perhaps you've been hungry all day?

Aren't you going to eat me?

Who told you that I eat children? A hare perhaps? Ah, wretch! I'll catch it and eat it with pleasure.

And he also said that you will tell me three riddles, and if I guess them, then you will return me home?

The hare didn't lie. But if you don’t guess them, you will remain in my service forever. You eat, and then we’ll start asking riddles.

Vova was able to solve the first and second riddles easily. And the third, last, was the most difficult. Vova thought that he would never see his mother again. And then he realized what the witch had wished for. Vova’s answer made the sorceress very angry.

I won’t let you go, you’ll still remain in my service.

With these words, the sorceress crawled under the bench for the rope lying under it. Vova, without hesitation, rushed out of the house. And he ran as fast as he could from the witch’s house, wherever his eyes were looking. He ran and ran forward, afraid to look back. At some point, the ground seemed to disappear from under Vova’s feet, and he began to fall into an infinitely deep hole. Vova screamed out of fear and closed his eyes.

Opening his eyes, he saw that he was lying in his bed, and his mother was sitting next to him and stroking his head.

“You screamed a lot at night, I came to calm you down,” his mother told him.

Vova told his mother about his dream. Mom laughed and left. Vova threw back the blanket and saw a bitten carrot there.

From that day on, Vova began to recover, and soon he went to school, where his friends were waiting for him.

A TALE ABOUT THOUGHTS

In the city of Bimbograd, a tree grew in the central square. A tree is like a tree - the most ordinary. Trunk. Bark. Branches. Leaves. And yet it was magical, because Thoughts lived on it: Smart, Kind, Evil, Stupid, Cheerful and even Wonderful.

Every morning with the first rays of the sun, Thoughts woke up, did exercises, washed themselves and scattered around the city.

They flew to Tailors and Postmen, Doctors and Drivers, Builders and Teachers. They hurried to schoolchildren and very young children who were just learning to walk. Thoughts flew to serious bulldogs and curly-haired lapdogs, to cats, pigeons and aquarium fish.

Therefore, from early morning, all the inhabitants of the city: people, cats, dogs, pigeons - everyone did different things. Smart or stupid. Good or evil.

The thoughts had a lot of work to do, especially the Cheerful, Smart and Kind ones. They had to be in time everywhere and visit everyone, not forget anyone: neither big nor small. “In our city,” they often said, “there should be as much jokes, joy, smiles and fun as possible.”

And they flew over large avenues and small streets, over long squares and huge squares, ahead of their harmful relatives: Stupid, Evil and Boring Thoughts.

How upset Smart, Cheerful and Kind Thoughts once were when bad weather came to their city. She brought with her a cold wind, covered the sky with black, shaggy clouds and dumped stinging rain on the squares and streets of Bimbograd. Bad weather sent city residents home. Kind, Cheerful and Smart Thoughts were very upset. But their harmful sisters, Evil and Stupid, on the contrary, were happy. “Now that it’s cold and damp,” they thought, “no one will have fun. We will quarrel with everyone, even the kindest and most affectionate.” This is how the evil ones reasoned when they went to the residents of the city.

But they rejoiced in vain. The harmful sisters forgot that another Thought lives on the tree - their distant relative, Wonderful Thought.A wonderful thought did not often come to the residents of the city. But if she visited someone, miracles began to happen in the city. Important Engineers remembered their childhood and arranged colorful fireworks and salutes. And the Cooks and Confectioners amazed the city residents with such cakes and pastries that even Architects and Artists gasped: “That’s it,” they exclaimed, “let’s sign up to become Confectioners!”

On that rainy, cloudy day, Wonderful Thought thought for a long time about who she should come to, and decided that she had not been to the Merry Shoemaker for a long time. The Cheerful Shoemaker was indeed a cheerful man. But on this day he was sad. The bad weather spoiled his mood.

But as soon as Wonderful Thought looked into his workshop, the face of the Cheerful Shoemaker became cheerful again. The master took out a brush, and soon the shoes became lilac and red, the cornflowers and daisies he had painted bloomed on the heels, and the socks were decorated with butterflies and dragonflies.

He worked tirelessly, and only when the last black shoe turned lilac did he put down his brush and go outside.

"Hey! - he shouted. Children of Bimbograd, I need you! The city needs you! Run here and we will defeat the bad weather!”

And soon boys and girls, dressed in colorful shoes, boots, slippers and boots, walked through the streets and squares. In multi-colored - blue, red, yellow - puddles, a black cloud was reflected and turned into a blue, red, yellow cloud. And when the last cloud turned into a lilac cloud, the bad weather passed.

Vashchenko Maria. 5-V

GOOD TALE

Once upon a time there lived different vegetables in the garden. Onions also grew among these vegetables. He was very clumsy, fat and unkempt. He had a lot of clothes, and they were all unbuttoned. He was very bitter, and whoever did not approach him, everyone cried. Therefore, no one wanted to be friends with onions. And only the beautiful, slender red pepper treated it well, because it itself was also bitter.

Onion grew up in the garden and dreamed of doing something good.

Meanwhile, the owner of the garden caught a cold and could not care for the vegetables. The plants began to dry out and lose their beauty.

And then the vegetables remembered the healing properties of onions and began to ask him to cure their mistress. Onion was very happy about this: after all, he had long dreamed of a good deed.

He cured the owner of the garden and thereby saved all the vegetables, which were grateful to him for this.

The onion forgot all the insults, and the vegetables began to be friends with it.

Matroskin Igor. 5th grade

CHAMOMILE

A chamomile grew in one garden. She was beautiful: large white petals, a yellow heart, carved green leaves. And everyone who looked at her admired her beauty. The birds sang songs to her, the bees collected nectar, the rains watered her, and the sun warmed her. And the chamomile grew to the delight of people.

But now summer has passed. Cold winds blew, birds flew away to warmer regions, trees began to shed yellow leaves. It became cold and lonely in the garden. And only the chamomile was still as white and beautiful.

One night a strong north wind blew and frost appeared on the ground. It seemed that the flower’s fate was decided.

But the children who lived in the neighboring house decided to save the chamomile. They transplanted her into a pot, brought her into a warm house and did not leave her side all day, warming her with their breath and love. And in gratitude for their kindness and affection, the chamomile bloomed all winter, delighting everyone with its beauty.

Love and care, attention and kindness are needed not only by flowers...

Shakhveranova Leila. 5-A class

ADVENTURES OF AUTUMN LEAF

Kharchenko Ksenia. 5-A class

AUTUMN PARK

Autumn is my favorite time of year. Nature sums up the past summer. And how wonderful it is to be in the park at this time!

And here is my favorite oak forest. Mighty and majestic oak trees are preparing for a cold and long winter. Their leaves still hold tightly to the branches. And only ripe acorns fall into the yellow autumn grass.

And the Moskovka River flows very close by. Autumn nature is reflected in its water, like in a mirror. Golden leaves - like boats - float downstream. No birdsong is heard, majestic swans are nowhere to be seen. They left the park a long time ago and flew to warmer climes.

And at this time I want to say in verse:

Escaping from the northern blizzards,

In autumn, birds move south.

And we can hear the hubbub

From river reeds.

The starlings have long since flown away to the south,

And the swallows disappeared across the sea from the blizzards.

They will stay with us on rainy days

Crows, and doves, and sparrows.

They are not afraid of the harsh winter,

But everyone will wait for the return of spring.

Goodbye my park. I will look forward to seeing you after the winter blizzards and bad weather.

Klochko Victoria. 5-B class

WHO SHOWS DREAMS

Have you noticed that sometimes you dream and sometimes you don’t? I'll tell you why this happens.

Very to a distant star There lives a good fairy, and this fairy has many, many daughters, little fairies. When night falls and the star on which tiny fairies live lights up, the fairy mother gives fairy tales to her daughters. And the fairy babies fly to Earth, flying into those houses where there are children.

But the little fairies do not show fairy tales to all children. They usually sit on the eyelashes of closed eyes, and since some children do not go to bed on time, fairies cannot sit on their eyelashes.

And when morning comes and the stars go out, the little fairies fly home to tell their mother who and what fairy tales they showed.

Now you know that you need to go to bed on time to see the fairy tales.

Good night!

Fisherman Ksyusha. 5-A class

CHAMOMILES IN JANUARY

The puppy Sharik and the duckling Fluff watched the snowflakes swirl outside the window and shivered from the frost.

Cold! – the puppy clicked his teeth.

In the summer, of course, it’s warmer... - said the duckling and hid his beak under his wing.

Do you want summer to come again? – asked Sharik.

Want. But that doesn't happen...

The grass was green on the leaf and little suns of daisies shone everywhere. And above them, in the corner of the picture, the real summer sun sparkled.

You came up with a good idea! - the duckling praised Sharik. - I have never seen daisies... in January. Now I don’t care about any frost.

Malyarenko E. 5-G class

GOLD AUTUMN

CHAMOMILE

One night a strong north wind blew and frost appeared on the ground. It seemed that the flower’s fate was decided.

Love and care, attention and kindness are needed not only by flowers...

Shakhveranova Leila. 5-A class

ADVENTURES OF AUTUMN LEAF

Autumn has come. It was cold, the wind was blowing. The wind tore off the leaves from the maple tree and carried it away into an unknown distance. And so he got to the very top branch and plucked the last leaf.

The leaf said goodbye to the tree and flew over the river, past the fishermen, across the bridge. He was carried so fast that he did not have time to see where he was flying.

Having flown over the houses, the leaf ended up in the park, where it saw colorful maple leaves. He immediately met one, and they flew on. At the playground, they circled the kids, rode down the slide with them, and rode on the swings.

But suddenly the sky frowned, black clouds gathered and heavy rain began to fall. The leaves were carried onto the window of a car that was parked by the road. The driver brushed them off with his windshield wipers, and they fell onto a pile of leaves on the side of the road. What a pity that the trip was short...

Kharchenko Ksenia. 5-A class

ONCE UPON A TIME AT SCHOOL

One morning I came to school and, as always, went into room No. 223. But I didn’t see my classmates in it. Harry Potter, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley were there at that time. They learned magic, turning objects into living beings with one wave of a magic wand. I immediately closed the door because I didn't want to be turned into some kind of animal.

I went in search of classmates and on the way I met fairy-tale heroes: Uncle Fyodor, cat Matroskin, Winnie the Pooh. But they passed by without noticing me.

Looking into another office, I saw Snow White and the seven dwarfs cleaning the classroom and laughing merrily. I also felt happy, and I moved on in a good mood.

Famous writers sat in another office: Pushkin, Nekrasov, Shevchenko, Chukovsky. They wrote poems and read them to each other. And in the drawing room, great artists discussed Roerich’s painting “Overseas Guests.” I had to carefully close the door so as not to disturb them.

Having looked into the diary, I went to the music room, where I finally met my friends. I was late for class and had to wait until the bell rang to tell them what I had seen. But after the lesson, we didn’t find anyone I met. The guys didn't believe me. And you?

Shulga Sasha. 5-A class.

UMBRELLA

Once upon a time there lived an ordinary boy. One day he was walking down the street. It was a wonderful sunny day, but suddenly the wind came and the sky was covered with clouds. It became cold and gloomy.