Proverbs for children
Parable about good and evil
Once upon a time, the old Indian opened his grandchildly life truth:
In every person there is a struggle, very similar to the struggle of two wolves. One wolf represents evil - envy, jealousy, egoism, ambitions, lies ...
Another wolf represents good - peace, love, hope, truth, kindness, loyalty ...
Little Indian, touched to the depths of the soul with the words of his grandfather, he thought for a few moments, and then asked:
And what kind of wolf is wins?
Old Indian barely smiled and answered:
Always wins the wolf that you feed. "
| Wise father
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Respect for Mother
The first rich city arranged a holiday in honor of the birth of the Son. All noble citizens were invited. Only the mother of the rich did not come for a holiday. She lived far in the village and, apparently, could not come.
Regarding the wonderful event on the central square of the city there were tables and prepared a treat for everyone. In the midst of the holiday in the gate of the rich, the old woman knocked, covered with bedspread.
- All beggars are treated on the central square. Go there, - ordered the servant by Nurse.
"I don't need treat, allow only one minute to look at the baby," the old woman asked, and then added:
"I am also a mother, and I also had a son once born." Now I have long lived for a long time, and I have not seen my son for many years.
The servant asked the owner, how to be.
Bogich looked out the window and saw bad dressed womancovered with old bedspread.
- You see - this is a bench. They drive her away, "he ordered angrily. "Each beggar has his own mother, but I can't solve them all of them on my son."
The old woman and sadly said the servant:
"Tell the owner that I wish my son and the grandchildren of health and happiness, and also say:" Whoever respects your mother, does not wither choke. "
When the servant handed the word old woman, I understood the rich thing that this mother came to him. He jumped out of the house, but the mother was not seen anywhere else.
Questions and tasks:
Alien Mother
Old woman with difficulty walked on a risky road. Behind her she had a big bag.
She just left the city, when he saw that a kibitif rushes her towards her.
The young warman stopped and waited until the old woman goes to the side of the road and free his way.
Old woman, choking, asked the young man:
Understand me, honey, to the house, and I will give you half the rice bag. Good people gave a bag of rice, but he is too heavy, I'm afraid, not a convey.
Sorry, I can not, mother. Two days I worked without rest - I drove people. Myself was tired and my horse is tired, "the age refused.
The kibitka left, and the old woman, with difficulty holding up the bag on the shoulders, walked further.
Suddenly she heard the ceaming hoofs and the voice of the young venge:
Sit down, mother. I still decided to take you.
The young man helped the old woman to take a kibitu and laid her bag. The road took about two hours.
In order not to fall asleep from fatigue, the young man told the old woman about his life.
I came here with a horse from a mountain village on earnings. I have one son's son and should help her return the duty to a rich neighbor.
My son, too, went to a foreign track for the earnings. For a long time there is no news from him, "Mother sighed.
Having arrived at home, the old woman offered the young man to squeeze half rice from the bag.
I will not take rice, "the young man refused. - Seeing you, I remembered my mother.
Mother - Spring at the foot of the mountain. Maybe someone will also bring my mother when her old legs will be hard to rise in the mountain.
Questions and tasks:
Why did the young man gave free an elderly woman, despite the fact that he is tired?
What do you think will help someone his mother in the mountains, if it is difficult for her?
How would you help your mom if they were far from her and could not come?
Write the word "mom" beautiful letters So that every letter was like your mom.
| Why alone bad Three young children were among the parents and one older daughter - assistant. From morning to evening she nounted with the younger children: fed, comforted, washed. Once a girl went for the water to the river and found someone's staff in the water. She pulled out a staff from the river and sees: grandmother on the shore goes. Grandma, isn't your staff? - asked the girl. This is my magic staff. For what I found him, I will reward you. Speak, what do you want? Everything spoke before the eyes of the girl, and she turned out to be in the castle of wondrous beauty. In each room of the castle there were invisible servants who were drunk, fed, washed and dressed up the girl. There was no one around the castle, only birds sang in the garden. The day passed, the second passed, I bored the girl, and so that it was not all the joy all around it, and I cried: I want to go home. There, probably, without my help disappear. At the same moment it turned out to be at home. Brothers and sisters rushed to her. One - to eat, asks, the other - to drink, the third one - to play, and the girl and glad.
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Who is more gentle?
Two daughters grew at the father, but he more loved the older daughter. It was very good: Pink's face, Sweet voice, fluffy hair.
"You are gentle, like a rose in the garden," said the father, admiring the eldest daughter.
The younger daughter was also a good and obedient, but she did not like her father: the face is rude, the skin on the hands of rough from homework. Therefore, his father was less than bald, forced her more.
Once it happened to the father on the hunt of misfortune. The gun ripped in his hands. Hands and face with him an explosion burned and poured out the fragments.
The doctor handled the wound and put an armband on his arms and face. Father became helpless, he sees nothing, he could not eat.
The younger daughter said: "Don't worry, dad, I will be your hands and eyes until you recover."
Then she drove his father a healing decoction and fed him.
For a whole year, the youngest daughter fell behind the father. Wounds in the hands quickly healed, but the eyes had to be treated for a long time. Sometimes his father asked her older daughter nearby, but she was always busy: she hurried to a walk to the garden, she was in a walk on a date.
Finally removed the eye a dressing eye. He sees, there are two daughters in front of him. The older is a gentle beauty, and the youngest is the most common.
Hugged his father younger daughter and said:
Thank you, daughter, for care, I did not know before that you are so kind and gentle.
I think I am much tender! - exclaimed the eldest daughter.
During the illness, I realized that tenderness is determined not soft skin. - answered father.
Questions and tasks:
Why didn't your father see that his youngest daughter is kinder and tender than senior?
Who is the most gentle in your family?
What ways can you show tenderness?
Come up tender words For all members of your family and give them close to.
Who loves more?
The tribe's leader was old and strong. Three adults were the Chief of the Chief. In the morning, they went into the dwelling of the Father and bowed.
Your wisdom, father, keeps our lives! - exclaimed the eldest son.
- Your mind, father, multiplies our wealth! - stated the middle son.
"Hello, father," said the younger son.
Father nodded with a friendly father, but in the words of the youngest son, his eyebrows frowned. Then the father went with hunters and one of the sons to hunt. Only younger son he never took a hunt.
You, the youngest son, help women to collect roots, "the father ordered.
The youngest son also wanted to hunt, but it was impossible to violate the word of the leader.
Once the bear coughed the leader's hand. All the tribe was happy with rich mining, but the leader left the feast, because his hand was very sick.
In the morning there were sons in the dwelling of the father and saw that he was unconscious. Hand swollen and blushed.
The eldest sons immediately declared everyone that the leader fell ill with blood infection that there was no salvation from this disease and it was necessary to choose a new leader.
Senior and Middle Son offered themselves in leaders, praising their advantages. People of the tribe decided to arrange a battle between the brothers in a week. Who will win, he will become the leader.
Meanwhile, the younger treated her father herbs and roots. He studied their properties well while collected. Father became easier, and the tumor slept.
"We find out, the pain who loves stronger," said his father to younger son.
When the day of the battle came, the leader came out of the dwelling in full combat equipment and stokenly stated:
"I am a leader of the tribe and I will be to death, and after me the leader will be my younger son."
Questions and tasks:
What are the books stored?
Little son of the leader was a clever boy. Once a white teacher came to the tribe and said the school was opened in the village. The teacher proposed the leader to record the children of the tribe to school.
The leader thought and led to the Son School, but he did not want to learn.
"Father, nature will teach me everything I needed," said the boy.
"First learn to read, and then say," the father replied.
The boy went to school, but he listened to the teacher.
He liked him only the names. Once the teacher brought the fruit of figs to the lesson.
- These are bitter fruits! - exclaimed the boy. - I tried them at the beginning of summer in the forest.
- I also saw the wasp covered inside. The one who eats this fetus, the Osa is terrified, - the boy added.
- Fruits of figs sweet and useful, - explained the teacher. - At the beginning of summer, they are bitter from white Milky juice, which is in immature fruits. In the spring, fleshy fruits appear on the fig tree, inside which flowers are hidden. Small figs are transferred to pollen with some colors to others. Without this, the fruits are dried and will not turn into a sweet fig.
- How do you know this, teacher? - Surprise asked the boy.
- I read about it in the books. Books keep knowledge. Stars will be - the sky will decorate, knowledge will appear - the mind will decorate, "the teacher replied.
From this day, the Chief of the leader became a diligent student and soon learned to read and write. Father, seeing his son with a book, said:
- I am glad, son that you learned to read, just do not forget our customs.
"Sunrise at nature awakens, reading a book with a head enlightens," the son smiled.
Questions and tasks:
Dialogue - Presentation
"Country of politeness"
- Imagine that you are two pointers. One of them shows the country of courtesy, and the other in the country where there is no rules. What of these countries would you like to get?
(I warn that the path to the country of courtesy lies through the country in which there are no rules)
- So, we fall into the country where there are no rules. The main slogans in this country are slogans: "And I so want!", "I don't care," "I am the most, the most!"
- Imagine for a minute, what can be seen on the streets of this country?
- Would you like to stay in this country at least for a day, two, a week? Why?
- And now hurry to the country of courtesy. It rules the Queen of Ethics. She is young, beautiful, graceful. She taught everyone to be kind and attentive, fair and neat. She taught the inhabitants of their country not only to comply with the rules of behavior, but also to treat each other well. In this country, every little wizard. He will certainly let the sad, will help you, will be glad to you and your successes.
- So, if you want to become a little good wizard, then you must certainly get acquainted with good (magical) words.
Thank you (God will save you ")
Good morning! Good day! Good evening!
You are welcome! ("Perhaps" - do mercy, have a courtesy; "one hundred" is a form of appeal. For example, Andrei - one, perhaps for me tomorrow to the name day).
Story V.A. Sukhomlinsky "Ordinary Man"
try to determine what actions of people in it this is speech?
"In the hot dry steppe well. Near the hodgepiece, grandfather with grandson live in it. At the well on a long rope bucket. Go, people go - wrap up to the well, drink water, thank the grandfather.
Once the bucket broke off and fell into a deep well. It was not at the grandfather of another bucket. There is nothing to get and get drunk.
The next day, in the morning it approaches the grandfather's man's man on the cart. Under the straw he has a bucket. Peszhiy looked at the well, looked at his grandfather with his grandson, hit the horses whip and drove further.
This is not a man, "answered grandfather.
At noon, she traveled past the grandfather of another owner. He pulled a bucket from under straw, tied to the rope, pulled out water and got drunk himself, gave a drink to his grandfather and grandson; Poured water in dry sand, hid the bucket again in the straw and drove.
What is this person? - asked grandchildren.
And this is not a man, "answered Grandfather.
In the evening he stopped at the grandfather's third passage. He took out a bucket from the cart, tied to the rope, scored water, got drunk. Thanked And I went, and the bucket left tied by the well.
And what is this person? - asked grandchildren.
Ordinary man, "answered grandfather."
What can you say about the main characters of the story? What are they? Why?
Do you agree with the characteristic giving grandfather by passing? What is he - an ordinary person? - (kind, take care of others, helps ...) At different times, people had a different concept of norms, we will talk about it in the next lesson.
Fairy Tale Came Mom's Heart
A large beauty of birch grew in the forest with three small daughters - thin-vent birch. Mother defended her daughters from the wind and the rain with his emestrian branches of Birch. And hot summer - from the scorching sun. Birches quickly smasted and rejoiced lives. Next to my mother they were not afraid of anything.
Once a strong thunderstorm was played in the forest. Thunder thunder, lightning sparkled in the sky. Little birch trees trembled from fear. Birch hugged her branches tightly and began to calm down: "Do not be afraid, lightning will not notice you for my branches. I am the highest tree in the forest. "
The mother did not have time to finish, as a deafening crash rang out, the sharp lightning hit right in the birch and fell the core of the trunk. Birch, remembering what should defend his daughters, not caught fire. Shower and wind tried to beat the birch, but she still stood.
For a minute, birch did not forget about his children, did not overlook his arms for a minute. Only when the thunderstorm passed, the wind verse, and the sun was shone over the washed ground again, the birch trunk swayed. Falling, she is a whisper to their children: "Do not be afraid, I do not leave you. Lightning failed to smash my heart. My attacking barrel turn moss and grass, but the maternal heart will never cease to fight in it. " With these words, the trunk of the mother of the mother collapsed, not taped with a fall of any of the three thin-ventures.
Since then, three slim birchs grow around the old stump. And near the birch trees, the trunk overgrown with moss and grass. If you scroll into this place in the forest, take a rest to the birch trunk - it is amazingly soft! And then close your eyes and listen. You will probably hear how the maternal heart beats in it ...
Questions and Tasks for the fairy tale:
- Tell us how three friendly sisters will live without mom. What and how will the maternal heart help them?
- Imagine that all trees are a big family. Tell us who in this family parents who grandparents who are children.
- What do you think Mom always protects his children?
- Think and tell what you can help your mother if she has trouble at work, poor well-being, etc.
- Imagine that for one week your mother had to leave, and you need to do all my mother's mom during the week. List these things and think when and how you will perform them.
"Thank you" V.A. Sukhomlinsky
Two - grandfather and boy walked along the forest road. It was hot, I wanted to drink them. The travelers approached the stream. Quietly bored cool water. They leaned, drunk.
"Thank you, you stream," said the grandfather. The boy laughed.
- Why did you say "Thank you" creek? He asked the grandfather - after all, the stream is not alive, will not hear your words, you will not understand your thanks.
- This is true. If the wolf was drunk, he would "thank you" did not say. And we are not wolves, we are people. Do you know why a person says "Thank you"? Think, who needs this word?
The boy thought. His time he had a lot. The way was to stay long ...
The evening comes, the darkness is descended to the city and kids fit into their cots to fall asleep with a sweet sleep. But before enjoying pleasant dreams, every child loves to listen magic fairy taleswhich for life remain in the heart. Then why not combine a pleasant with useful and not read the child for the night useful and instructive parables for children.
Parable is a short story in which the wisdom of our ancestors is concluded. Often, parables for children are instructive stories on any moral topic. Previously, they were used as one of the ways of raising children, since they are understandable to each child, easily remembered and as close as possible to reality. Thus, parables and differ from the Bassen, which are very allegoric and are not always clear to small listeners. Children's parables tell about friendship, family and family values, Good and evil, about God and many other things.
Biblical and Orthodox Proverbs for Children
Over the centuries, the Bible is the most famous book all over the world. This is not only the sacred texts for Christians, but also the greatest monument of the cultural heritage of mankind. Biblical parables are found on the pages of the old and new covenants. Of course, young children will be difficult to understand the entire sacral meaning, which is hidden in biblical texts, but with the help of parents a child will be able to figure them out. The most famous orthodox parables For children, you can call the parables "about the prodigal son", "about Mytar and Farisay", which tell children about mercy and forgiveness, the parable of "good Samarita", which teaches the kids of kindness and compassion, and many others. Jesus Christ very often communicated with his followers of parables, because it is they who help to understand the meaning of all intimate.
Short parables for children
Some kids, especially very small, do not like long storiesThey are much easier for them to understand short texts, with simple conclusions. In this case, you can short parables for children to read the baby every evening. And every time he will wait for instructive and interesting storywhich will remain in memory.
Especially recommended proverbs about friendship for children - For example, the parable of nails. Very often, children say something evil and bad to their friends and relatives. This parable will help them understand how important it is to appreciate close people and do not hurt them with careless words.
Children's parables about good and evil, probably the most useful for our younger generation. After all, the child has no life experience, so it is difficult for him to distinguish bad from the good, good from evil, white from black. You need to teach the baby with such basic concepts, and parables about good and evil for children will be most useful. We recommend to read: "Good fox", "Grandfather and Death".
Everything can teach parables. The most important and useful little stories are the parables about the family and family values, because there is nothing more important in our life. Especially useful for children to read parables about the mother, love, good and bad, about the truth and lies.
Teach and educate your child with early childhood, then in the future he will grow good and good man, responsive to someone else's suffering, merciful and honest. Only, our world will become kinder and cleaner!
Proverbs of owls Anfisa. Proverbs for children are short and understandable stories that contain wisdom
"How to steal to steal"
On the edge of the forest, so the oak is that the top in the sky rests on, in the crevice of the rocks, Owl Anfisa lives. Someone and then the Council goes to her, because the anfisis is wiser, probably there is no one in the world!
Hey, forty, what is it glittering in your beak? - asks somehow Owl his neighbor.
Ky-Kysh, Ky-Ky, Ky-Ky, muttered forty.
Then he sat down on the branch and gently put a tiny ring with him:
I say, pulled a striking at the bunnies.
There is anfisa, and the neighbor shines and shines from pleasure.
When will you steal, sayless? She grunted Grozno.
But, Soroki is already a trail. Flewing his treasure to hide ... I thought-thinking Anfisa, how to teach the villain, and then I decided to turn to the bear.
Listen, Prokop Prokopovich, I have something to do with you. Take you at the Soroki Chest with stolen "wealth." I have long noted, on which glade she hides. Only I myself cannot raise him - forty over the years it filled him under the string!
And what should I do with him? - scratched the back of the club.
Nothing - Anfisa grinned, - Let it last in your Berlog ...
There was no hour, like forty all the forest flashed.
Guard! Rough! Village! - she screamed loudly, circles over the clearing.
Here is anfisa and says:
See, neighbor, how unpleasantly robbed to be?
She covered forty shy eyes with wing, and silent. And Owl says:
Do not more than anything else you do not want.
Since then, forty someone else does not take. Beasts, rejoicing found things, rolled out in Berrog to Prokop Prokopovich such a feast that Kosolapi still cannot be expelled ...
"Terrible punishment"
Once upon a time he came to the owl of Anfisa Hedgehog, and began to complain about his favorite son:
My mischievous constantly relieves one into the depths of the forest to escape! And you know Anfisa, how dangerous it is! I told him a thousand times, so that without us with my father from nest either step. Yes, everything is no sense ...
So think of some punishment for him, "Owl advised.
But, hedgehog sadly sighed:
I can not. He still said to me: "Since you scold me and punish me constantly, it means that you do not like!"
Anfisa almost fell from such nonsense. Then it flushed a busy several times, and said:
Go home, hedgehog, and tell your son that everything can now be, and you will not punish it for anything. And how the evening comes, I will visit you to visit ...
So they did. Only the first stars lit in the sky, Owl plays the wings and hurried to the other end of the forest. Fallowed to a familiar Kuste, under which the family has lived, and there is Ta-A-acou! The tears of happiness flip from happiness, and jumps happy around the nest. Hedgehog is shy, pouring flammable tears. And only dad-hedgehog, as always calmly reads the newspaper. He knows - if Owl came to work, then everything will be fine.
What are you squeezed here? - Anfisa flushed, approaching the July.
My mother now allows everything! - happily exclaimed the one, - and no longer punish for nothing! Oh, I'm going to conquer the forest now! All-all the shortcills go, under each bush climb! After all, around so much interesting ... and, do not need adults, I am now the boss itself!
Owl bowed his head on his side and thoughtfully stretched out:
Horror is terrible, nightmare nightmare ... worse punishment on all white light not to find ...
You are what it is, Owl, - Surprised by the Long, - did not understand what? I now, on the contrary, everything can be!
Anfisa squinting her huge glazes, and says:
EKI you are stupid! This is the most terrible punishment - when parents stop to raise you! I heard that with a hare became, which mother for a lies did not punish? So the eared that the whole forest laughs over him, a shameful nose from the hole show.
Pretched the July, and Owl continues:
And, about our bear heard? Prokop Prokopovich the whole family lives in the city. And parents, and the circus brothers work - real stars! One did not take it there. Do you know how he is insulting? And, everything is just because he has not liked to train from childhood. Even with charging lean. Medleang him regretted and closed on all eyes. And now it dreams of our closure about the circus, but only no one takes it there - too awkward.
Here and dad-hedge decided to intervene in the conversation:
It's okay! But what happened to the raccoon ...
Adults have mercy over. The July, who was even scary to imagine what happened to the poor raccoon, asked complaints about:
I do not need such a terrible punishment! Let it be better as it will be ...
Owl nodded:
A wise decision. And remember, a tongue: whom parents love, are punished. Because the misfortune wants to save!
The hedgehog kissed the nose of the seamless son, and Sovu sat at the table. They began to grow, but talk about all sorts of trifles. So it was fun to have that the slopes suddenly thought: "And why did I run from my parents all the time? At home is so good ... "
"About fox and protein"
In the forest everyone knew that the protein was a real master. You want-Ikebana from dry flowers, and you want - from the cones the garland is mad. But, one day she decided to make beads from the acorns. Yes, they are beautiful turned out - the eye does not tear off! The squirrel went to all the beasts to brag. Those are walked, needlewoman praise ... alone fox is unhappy.
What are you, redhead, hit? - asks her owl anfisa.
Yes, protein all mood spoiled! - Tu is responsible, - walks here, you know, and boasts! It is necessary to be more modest! Here, if I had some new job, I would sit in Mink quietly, yes I was happy. And, in the forest, walk and set - the last thing ...
Nothing anfisa did not say. Wings waved and flew to the stream. There, behind a drunk melanch, she lived her friend - Spider.
Help, "says His owl, - fox cape.
Round the spider for order, and agreed:
After three days, come, will be ready. I can have a web of the whole forest to leave, for me some kind of cape - trifle!
And, however, in three days he was anfisa such a wonderful shawl showed that the spirit of the delight was captured! I gave the owl fox a gift, and that happiness cannot believe in my own:
Is it me that? Yes, I am now the most painful in the forest in the forest!
I did not have time to have anfisa beak open how the red-haired shower shawl sketched on the shoulders, out of the hole, and rushed to brake everything in the district:
And, I, I, the animals are expensive, there is a cape, what not to find in any forest! Squirrel Now with your beads, I am not suitable at the notes!
So until late Night, Lisa, a friend went to friends, until hoarse. She approached her then Owl and asks:
Redhead, didn't you recently heard: "We must be modest! Here, if I had some new job, I would sit in Mink quietly, yes I was happy. And, in the forest, walk and set - the last thing "?
Fir blinking once, blinked another, and what to answer does not know:
What is this anfisushka?! How am I so?!
Owl wing up raised, and flushed:
This, redhead, famous wisdom: if anyone is condemning - coming soon, you will make the same act!
Passed fox tail, and whispers:
I understood everything, anfisushka ...
Probably, really, I understood. Because, no one else heard that Lisa would condemn someone. A, the spider has become a famous fashion designer.
"How Bobrom's Firefly Become"
I noticed somehow Owl Anfisa, that the Firefly had fallen to the river in the evenings to fly. She decided to trace him. The day watches, the other ... A, the Firefly does not do anything special and does not: sit under the tree, and the work of the beauty admires. "Strange all this," anfisa thought, but she decided to bother to the firefly. However, in the forest began in the forest, a real stir began.
Anfisa, what is it on the light going to work?! - Announted to God's Cow, - In that week, the firefly got a paint somewhere, and painted on his back the same specks like me! And I don't need such relatives!
Think, news, - I interrupted the Forest bee to God, - here I have trouble, so trouble! This your firefly asked us to the hive. Yes, just to do he knows nothing, and harm from him more than good!
Only I had time to listen to them, as Lisa resorts:
Owl, do you understand this firefly stupid! He demands that he takes him to him in his apprentices. A, Bober is angry - he does not need assistants. Not even an hour, will fit ...
Anfisa flew to the river, looks, and the firefly flames with flammable tears:
Well, what am I for a stupid creature! No benefit from me! Here, if I were god's cow… They are beautiful! Or, for example, bee ... they are delicious honey can do!
And now, what? Bobrom decided to become? - laughed Owl.
Yeah, "Firefly sobbed," see how he carnets deftly?! Only, he does not want to learn anything. He says, I can't raise one logo - too small.
Listened to his owl, and says:
Flip-ka on my clearing as it will happen, I'll show you something interesting.
The Firefly of the Twilight waited, and went on the road. Arrived, and Owl is already waiting for it.
Look, - says to him - who caught it in the bushes?
I looked at the firefly - and, though, behind the tree of the Belchonok, the dry foliage rustle, but all the fear is shaking.
What are you sitting here? - Surprised Firefly.
So dark, - whispers the belchonok, - so I got lost.
Included then Fireflidge his flashlight, and commanded:
Go after me, I will sanctify your path!
While he accompanied the Belchonka, and the Listenka met. Togo I also had to keep home. And, as he returned to Anfis, he says:
Well? Did you understand now that everyone has their own destiny? While you were offended by the fact that the firebed was born, around so many animals in your help needed!
So the firefly began to patrol on the night at night. And, when no one was lost, he flew to Bobru and compiled:
If not my work, I would help you to build a dam. Eh, we would have been deployed with you such a construction! But, there is no time for me, a friend, no time ... You can somehow drive yourself!
"Olive pest"
I started in the forest some particularly malicious pest. Everything was rushed to Hovie anfison for advice. Help, they say, we catch this ugrelim!
He built all the carrot from the garden to me, - Hanging Hare, - And, to tear it early! Not grew, because, more ...
Here the wolf is how to roar:
Yes, wait you, eared, with your carrot! I will have a serious matter. I collected let the berries for proteins. Polcorvins scored, it was imposed to rest on the hillock, yes, it can be seen, soaked. I wake up - a, my basket is filled to the top! Here, I think miracles! I carried the protein treat, and she was completed: "Gray, you put me to poison what?! "Wolf" berries brought! They are poisonous! "
The beasts giggled, and the wolf of the head will scratch:
I am overturned, Owl. Protein now does not want to talk to me. Help to find someone in the basket these berries threw up! I'm his mind-mind teaching ...
Suddenly, the cuckoo came out in the middle of the clearing and spoke offended:
I am this malicious pest and to send a retirement at all! I wake up yesterday, and on the next tree the clock hangs! Yes, not simple, but with a cuckoo!
Here even a beaver from excitement for heart grabbed, and a storyteller, going to the conspiratorial whisper, continued:
So she is now instead of me and dug, tiredness not knowing! And what should I do to do? It turns out, I don't need anyone in the forest?!
Anfisa lies all the beasts with a close look, and flushed:
Do not worry, in the evening I will find your pest.
And as soon as everyone dispersed in their affairs, Owl flew straight to the bear. While the chipped tea in the cups spilled, anfisa himself says:
What are you, Prokop Prokopovich, in the villain summed up? Baking carrots to grow prevent, the wolf of the berry slipped the poisonous. Old cuckoo and at all retirement decided ...
Bear and measurement:
How did you guess what I am I?
Owl only wing waved:
What is guessing here? You were not at our meeting. So why are you doing all the nasty?
Kosolapiy on the table as he knocked, even sranovar jumped:
They come up with everything! I tried for them ... the hare just praised it, so I decided to help him harvest to gather. How did I know that carrot did not grow yet? A, "Wolf" berries I specifically searched. I thought, since they were wolf, then the wolves should love them ... So, while the gray slept, I got the whole forest with a basket.
Anfisa suddenly worried:
A, watch you hung on a tree? Where are you, in general, took?
So it ... borrowed a village doctor, "the bear was embarrassed," they hung in his bedroom on the wall. " You understand, anfisa, I wanted to relax the cuckoo. And then she is all "ku-ku" yes "ku-ku"! Who knew what to cook her in joy?!
I drank owl my tea and advised:
You, Prokop Prokopovich, always think. Even if you're going to help someone. After all, without reasoning, virtue does not happen!
Beasts of the bear, of course, forgiven. But the clock was forced to return. Kosolapy, remembering the Council of Anfis, tried to go around the village on tiptoe - so that no one noticed him. And, then last time and the doctor, and his wife had to disappear Valerian. Fuck some fell apart ...
"Medal for Dyatla"
We hold the spring day to Owl Anfisa flew to the woodpecker. He also glowed from joy:
Issue, girlfriend, medal!
For what merits? - clarified owl calmly.
The woodpecker pulled out some kind of huge scroll, wrote from the top of the bottom, and delvito said:
For good deeds! Look at what I am the list.
You can bake cake with blueberries, and treat friends. You can wake up early, and help the bees to collect nectar. You can go on the river, find a sad frog, and cheer it up.
Then Owl stuffed, and said uncertainly:
You can translate the old woman across the road ... Listen, but we have no roads in the forest! Yes, and there are no old women!
Here the woodpecker began to explain that he read about the old woman. However, it is not even important - they are found in the forest or not. The main thing is to come up with how to do good. For this, he actually hoped to get a medal.
Okay, - Owl agreed, - ask the beasts that they think about this.
Wood man was pleased. He was confident that no one else knows about her good matters. After all, he made his list all his life. The Owl, meanwhile, flew to the fox.
Listen, redhead, "she says to her, - what did you succe glanced with you?
The old became, so glanced, "Lisa sighed.
So you are a trip. Let it be replenished! - advised Anfisa.
Then she helped the hare, whitewash and her barking girlfriend. All Owl advised to seek help to Dyatlu. And after three days I collected anfisa in the meadow collection.
On the agenda, she solemnly flushed, "the question of the award was diagnosed with a medal for good deeds!
Here, beasts like shouted:
What more! He does not interrogate snow in winter!
He did not want to shed to the barn, "Lisa was outraged.
And they did not help with the protein, - confirmed the hare.
And I didn't even talk to me, "hedgehog admitted with a huddle.
Raced the woodpecker, began to justify:
But, I have a list ... I don't know about all-all-all good things in the world ... I learned them even by heart!
Owl him explains:
I just just feel good about something. Need to do it certainly!
Sulphoved the woodpecker, that the medal did not give him a medal. And then I thought: "Owl said right. It is necessary to help others. " And, he went to the feats - decided Rovenko on the list to do everything. In vain, he was him, what was it? True, grandmothers are not found in the forest. But, if at least one falls, he fails to translate it through something!
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Hello, dear visitors to the Orthodox island "Family and Vera"!
Before you an amazing book: "Little parables for children and adults. Volume 1, written by the Russian writer, poet and playwright - Monk Varnava (Sanin).
Proverbs are a special genre that is very rare not only in the Russian, but also in the whole world literature. Short allegorical and instructive stories give a person to look at their drawbacks from the side, think about eternal values, help to find answers to various issues of our being.
Monk Varnava (Evgeny Sanin), having created an amazing alloy of high spirituality and morality with folk wisdom in his parables, at the same time he managed to write them a very capacious, fascinating, which allows you to read these instructive stories not only adults, but also to children.
Monk Varnava (Sanin)
Little parables for children and adults. Tom-1.
Page 1st
TRUE LOVE
W.i saw the pool on the shore of the beautiful Lilia. And decided, by all means, to take possession of her.
What he just did not offer the beauty: to ride his fast waves, affectionate coolness of water into an unbearable heat and whole whirlpool of all sorts of entertainment and pleasure.
Crashing beauty.
I noticed this hopelessly loved her bug and began to discourage:
He will destroy you! Will disappear!
Only where there!
"He is so strong, beautiful and all some kind of mysterious ..." Lily objected. - No, perhaps, I'll take his offer!
- Ah well? - cried bug. - Well, then see what awaits you if you do it!
And he, folding the wings, rushed to the surface of the whirlpool, which immediately ruthlessly skidded, he was spinning him, and soon it disappeared from the eye of lily, only now that this love is ...
ENVY
Pricla envy to the store with a loaf of bread to buy.
Looks, and there a man's man's cake for the ruble buys ...
So jumped over the envy of the store!
She decided then at least drinking water from the well. I took the biggest badue so that she was jealous!
And the well has a man's wife - lung buckets, rockers painted ...
I threw the envy of my baady, and well, completely from the village run - without food, without drinking ...
She lay on the hillow, which is higher, and began to envy himself that there was a time when she did not envy anyone ...
Proud wind
Z.agasil wind candle and started:
- I can repay everything now! Even the sun!
Heard his wise man, made a windmill and said:
- Eka Nevidal - Sun! His night can pay off. You try this wheel stop!
And that there is forces, unwinding a large, heavy wheel.
The wind blows the wind once, blowing the other - and the wheel does not stop. On the contrary, the more he blew, the stronger it spinning.
She flowed into the bags of a smart man of flour, and he began to live: he himself in prosperity, and not to forget the poor!
And the wind, they say, still blowing the wheel. Where exactly? Yes, where only there is a place to Gordin!
REPENTANCE
W.pal man in deep abyss.
Lies wounded, dies ...
Friends came running. I tried, holding each other, to help him go down to help, and they almost fell into it.
Mercy came. Laid the staircase in the abyss, yes - eh! .. - she does not reach the end!
Good deeds made by a man once threw down a long rope. But also - short rope ...
Also in vain trying to save people: his loud glory, big money, power ...
Finally, repentance approached. It extended her hand. He grabbed her man and ... got out of the abyss!
- How did you manage it? - Everything was surprised.
But repentance was once answered.
It was in a hurry to other people who could only save it ...
CONSCIENCE
Raz said conscience to man that he is not right, another, the third ...
On the fourth, he decided to get rid of her. Yes, not for a day or two - forever!
I thought I thought how to do it, and thought up ...
- Come on, "says, - conscience, play hide and seek!
"No," she says. - You still deceive me - you will pry!
Then she pretended to be completely sick and says:
- I stuck something ... Bring me from the cellar of the milk!
I could not refuse to make conscience in this. Descended into the cellar. And a peasant jump out of bed - and closed it!
He called on the joys of friends and with a light heart: one deceived, another offended, and when they began to be offended, and hung everyone out at all. And you have any remorse, no apartments are good in the soul, calmly.
Good thing is good, but just passed the day, the other, and something began to miss a person. And in a month he understood what - conscience! And such a melancholy here, soaked on him, that he could not stand and opened the celler's lid.
"Okay," says, "come out!" Only now do not command!
And in response - silence.
He descended into the cellar: there, here - there is no place anywhere!
It can be seen, and really got rid of her forever ...
Mattered man: - How can I live without conscience now?
- Here am I…
I called a man on the joys of friends, apologized and such a feast here arranged!
Everyone thought he had a birthday, and congratulated him with it. And he did not refuse, and the conscience did not object. And not at all because it was afraid again to be in the basement.
After all, if you figure it out, everything was it!
WHO IS STRONGER?
Shwhether on the way good and evil. To meet them - two men.
"Come on," says evil, "will we try, who of us is stronger?"
- Come on! - I agreed not to object well. - But as?
"And may two men compete for us," evil says, "I will make one of them strong, rich, but evil!"
- Okay! - Says good. - And I am another - weak and poor, but good!
No sooner said than done.
Uniga one person was on horseback, in rich clothes. And the other - in rags, and even with the key ...
- Get out of my way! - shouted on him turned into a rich, with a lamb and rocked her home - to count money.
Made poor sighed and silently shoved behind.
- Yeah! - Evil was delighted. - It is clear now, who is stronger?
"Wait," says good. - You have everything easy and fast, but not long. And I, if I do what, then - forever!
And it was that. Lie long, no, he walked the poor, just suddenly sees - it lies under the horse fallen on him and can not climb. Scribal already, chips ...
It approached him the poor. And so he died sorry it was that where only the power took! He dropped his key, drove up and - helped unhappy free.
It fell rich. Does not know how to thank the poor man.
"I," says, "you have a whip, and you saved my life!" We go to me live. You now instead of your brother!
Two guys left. And evil and says:
- What are you, good? Promised to make your peasant weak, and he won whatened as a heavy horse! If so - then I won!
And good and did not argue. After all, it does not skillfully object - even evil.
But since then good and evil do not go together. And if they go on one road - then only in different directions!
Old road
N.e has become a country road to wear people to themselves.
Her hundred years old, trampled it: it's time to retire - about a pension from those who walked all his life on it, knew. And who needs it: now more and more highway and asphalt in fashion!
Rolled the road by Kalachik and lay down to relax on the sidelines.
People came out on the outfit: no road!
How to be? What to do?..
According to the asphalt, it is not necessary to pass - the asphalt of spring streams did not stand, the whole fastened, and now it will be transferred to the autumn.
The highway is also soft, wearing heat. So soles to it and stick.
She saw this road, sighed and - nothing can be done! - began to serve people again.
WATERCOLOR PAINTS
W.they knew watercolor paints that they were going to dilute with water, and indignant:
- What do we, ourselves we will not cope?
"No," said the charter to rub on dry paints, even the mild tassel.
- Can not handle! - confirmed the published lot on his century.
And the artist said nothing.
He spread paint with water and painted the picture.
Such that everyone was satisfied.
And first of all, the watercolor paints themselves!
Two heroes
E.hal over the field Bogatyr.
Helmet, lats, shield, spear, Bulava Yes, the sword in the sheath ...
Towards an old man monk.
Throwing out a scaffold on the head, a paid submane, and in his hands - rosary.
- Be dough, honest Father!
- And you, the ladies, do not be sore! Where do you hold the way?
- To war. And you?
- And I and so in war. I don't need her, like you and look!
We looked at each other with understanding two heroes.
And they hurried to save Russia from visible and invisible enemies!
ICON
TOstarted in the museum of the picture on the icon and did not understand anything:
- And why did her think among us? Not bright colors, nor beauty movement, nor an animation image! True, black square?
But the black square did not answer anything. For silence, he hid his complete emptiness and therefore heard the wiser and even mysterious. In addition, due to its price, he was very rich, and therefore even more respect.
The same icon was very distressed. And not at all these peres in their address. And the fact that people went past and just looked at her.
And she was not created not to look at her, and so that he was prayed!
Do not miss witty, wise and instructive parables about friendship. Each of them is an invaluable pearl of author's or folk art. And each make you smile and think about the values \u200b\u200bof the right friendship.
Read short parables about friendship and devotion to end. I promise you will not regret any time spent!
Nails
Personal parable about friendship for children. A short story about evil boy and his father will tell you how important it is to restrain the anger and not offend friends.
He lived a boy with a terrible character. His father gave him a bag with nails and said to score on a nail to a garden fence every time he will lose patience and quarrel with someone. On the first day, the boy scored 37 nails. Over the next week, he tried to hold back, and the number of clogged nails decreased day of day. It turned out that it was easier to deteriorate than to score nails ...
Finally came the day when the boy did not borrow a single nail in the fence. Then he went to his father and said about it. And his father told him to pull out one nail from the fence for every day, in which he would not lose patience.
The days went over the day, and finally, the boy was able to tell his father that he pulled out all nails out of the fence. Father brought his son to the fence and said:
My son, you behaved well, but look at these holes in the fence. She will never be such as before. When you quarrel with someone and say things that can hurt, you apply to the source wound like this. You can wear a knife in a person, and then pull it out, but the wound will still remain.
No matter how many times you will ask for forgiveness, the wound will remain. A mental wound brings as much pain as cornca. Friends are rare jewels, they bring you a smile and joy. They are ready to listen to you when you need it, they support you and open your heart. Try not to hurt them ...
Caesar and Leak
Awesome parable about Caesar and his devotional Lekar will again remind you of: Never doubt friends if your friendship is tested for years.
Caesar had the only person and a friend he trusted: this is his doctor. Moreover, if I hurt, the medications acted only when the leakage personally gives him.
Once Caesar did not feel very well, he received an anonymous note: "Fear of the closest friend, his guarder. He wants to poison you! " And after a while she came, and he filed a cure. Caesar filed the record received and, while he read, drank the drug mixture.
The doctor froze in horror:
Lord, how could you have a drink what I gave you, after you read it?
What Caesar answered him:
It is better to die than doubt in my friend!
How many people need friends?
What do you think, how much do you need to have friends to feel happy? One, two, and maybe a few dozen? An interesting parable about friendship from Boris Crumer will not answer this rhetorical question and will help arrange all the points over "І".
The student came to the teacher and asked him:
Master, how many friends should have a person - one or a lot?
Everything is very simple, "the teacher replied," I will sorp the red apple to me with the top branch.
The student pulled his head and replied:
But it hangs very high, teacher! I do not get it.
Call a friend, let him help you, "the master replied.
The student called another student and stood on his shoulders.
I still do not get a teacher, "said the distressed student.
Do you have no friends anymore? - The teacher grinned.
The student called another buddies, which groachty began to climb each other on the shoulders and back, trying to build a living pyramid. But the apple hung too highly, the pyramid was crumbled, and the student was never able to rip the believed apple.
Then the teacher called him to himself:
Well, did you understand how many people do you need friends?
I understood, the teacher, "said the student, rubbing the bruised side," much - so that together we could solve any problem.
Yes, "the master replied, swaying his head sadly," indeed, you need a lot of friends. In order for among all this gymnasts, there was at least one smart manwho would guessed to bring a staircase!
Most valuable
Did you think, dear friend, what is more valuable in life? Answer will find the next parable about friendship. I am sure he will not disappoint you.
One person in childhood was very friendly with an old man.
But time went, a college and hobbies appeared, then work and personal life. Every minute, a young man was busy, and he had no time to recall the past, nor even be with loved ones.
Once he learned that the neighbor died - and unexpectedly remembered: the old man taught him a lot, trying to replace the boy of the deceased father. Feeling his guilt, he arrived at the funeral.
In the evening, after burial, the man went into the empty house of the deceased. Everything was as many years ago ...
That's just a small golden box, in which, according to the old man, was kept the most valuable thing for him, disappeared from the table. Thinking that someone from the few relatives took her, the man left the house.
However, in two weeks he received a parcel. Seeing her neighbor's name on it, the man flinched and opened the box.
Inside lay the same gold box. It turned out to be pocket gold watches with engraving: "Thanks for the time he spent with me."
And he understood - the most valuable for the old man was the time spent with her little friend.
Since then, a man tried to devote his wife and son as much time.
Life is measured not by the number of breaths. It is measured by the number of moments that make us delay your breath.
Time breaks away from us every second. And it needs to be spent right now.
