Nosov. Nikolai Nosov: an entertaining biography of a children's writer in stories and pictures Nosov stories for children titles

1 - About the little bus that was afraid of the dark

Donald Bisset


A fairy tale about how a mother-bus taught her little bus not to be afraid of the dark ... About a little bus who was afraid of the dark to read Once upon a time there was a little bus in the world. He was bright red and lived with his mom and dad in a garage. Every morning …

2 - Three kittens

Suteev V.G.

A small fairy tale for the little ones about three restless kittens and their funny adventures. Small children love short stories with pictures, that's why Suteev's fairy tales are so popular and loved! Three kittens read Three kittens - black, gray and ...

3 - Hedgehog in the fog

Kozlov S.G.


A fairy tale about the Hedgehog, how he walked at night and got lost in the fog. He fell into the river, but someone carried him to the shore. It was a magical night! Hedgehog in the fog read Thirty mosquitoes ran out into the clearing and began to play ...

4 - About the little mouse from the book

Gianni Rodari


A small story about a mouse who lived in a book and decided to jump out of it into the big world. Only he did not know how to speak the language of mice, but knew only a strange bookish language ... To read about a mouse from a little book ...

5 - Apple

Suteev V.G.


A fairy tale about a hedgehog, a hare and a crow who could not share the last apple among themselves. Everyone wanted to own it. But the fair bear judged their dispute, and each got a piece of goodies ... Apple to read It was late ...

6 - Black Pool

Kozlov S.G.


A fairy tale about a cowardly Hare who was afraid of everyone in the forest. And he was so tired of his fear that he decided to drown himself in the Black Pool. But he taught the Hare to live and not be afraid! Black pool read Once upon a time there was a Hare ...

7 - About the Hedgehog and the Rabbit A piece of winter

Stuart P. and Riddell K.


The story is about how the Hedgehog, before hibernation, ask the Rabbit to keep him a piece of winter until spring. The rabbit rolled up a large ball of snow, wrapped it in leaves and hid it in his hole. About the Hedgehog and the Rabbit Piece ...

8 - About the Hippo who was afraid of vaccinations

Suteev V.G.

A fairy tale about a cowardly hippopotamus who ran away from the clinic because he was afraid of vaccinations. And he got jaundice. Fortunately, he was taken to the hospital and cured. And the Hippo was very ashamed of his behavior... About the Behemoth, who was afraid...

I got acquainted with Nosov's work before I read his books.

Here's how it happened.

In our house, electrical appliances began to disappear in an incomprehensible way and deteriorate. The reflex heaters lay in the closet with their ceramic heads turned inside out. Most of the plugs and switches were broken, or at least dismantled down to the last screw. Electric light bulbs disappeared before our very eyes.

Several times I stepped on spilled mercury, which rolled from under my shoes in thousands of tiny balls, slippery and hard as a diamond. All the thermometers in the house were broken, and their miserable remnants were found in the trash can.

One might think that an evil spirit had settled in the house, which set out to deprive us of light, heat and first aid. Then came the turn of boxes and crates. All of them were incomprehensibly mangled and exterminated within a few days.

To my horror, I noticed that the evil spirit had already begun to creep up on the drawers of my desk, as one of them was pulled out and bore the marks of a hacksaw and chisel.

In short, we are on the brink of disaster.

I do not understand what is going on! - exclaimed my wife. - Who does it?

Pavlik, of course, - Zhenya's daughter said calmly, shrugging her shoulders.

Build an incubator.

What-what? .. - I did not understand.

Incubator! - Zhenya rapped out. - To breed chickens under artificial conditions, - she explained in a tone of deep superiority.

My God! groaned his wife. “We are lost!”

How did it get into his head?

Read Nosov.

Which Nosov?

How! Haven't you read Nosov?.. And also adults! - Zhenya said, looking at us with undisguised regret. - Have you read The Merry Family?

No. And what?

But that!

Wasting no time, I grabbed Nosov’s ink-stained book from the table, unfolded it, and since then I have become an avid reader and admirer of the amazing Soviet writer Nikolai Nosov.

This talented person has an eternally young, childishly pure, wonderful soul.

Nosov always writes for children and about children. But people of all ages read it. He perfectly comprehended the psychology of that wonderful, strange, sweet human being called "boy." No longer a child, but not yet a youth. Namely, a boy. Chekhov wrote wonderfully about boys.

And all this, although on a somewhat reduced scale, is just as convincing, psychologically reliable and, perhaps, even much brighter, more exciting than in many books about adults.

One of Nosov's books is called Dreamers. A very good name. After all, fantasy is the mother of all genuine innovation, and our entire Soviet life is nothing but an innovative path to a wonderful communist tomorrow.

Nikolai Nikolaevich Nosov devoted thirty years of his writing to children's literature. His creative path was worthily noted by the Motherland: he is a laureate of the State Prize, he was awarded the Orders of the Red Banner of Labor and the Red Star.

The release of this first volume of his collected works coincides with a significant milestone in his life - his sixtieth birthday.

Nosov is a smart, thoughtful artist, full of inexhaustible humor, the author of truly classic books: "A Merry Family", "Kolya Sinitsyn's Diary", "Vitya Maleev at School and at Home", "The Adventures of Dunno" and many small masterpieces in two or three pages, each of which shines like a bright pearl in a rather voluminous casket of our children's literature.

Valentin Kataev

Once, when I lived with my mother in the country, Mishka came to visit me. I was so happy that I can't say! I miss Misha so much. Mom was also happy to see him.

It's very good that you came, - she said. - You two will have more fun here. By the way, I have to go to the city tomorrow. I may be delayed. Can you live here without me for two days?

Of course, we will live, - I say. - We are not small!

Only you will have to cook your own dinner here. Can you?

We’ll manage, - says Mishka. - What can’t be done there!

Well, cook soup and porridge. Kasha is easy to cook.

We'll cook porridge. What is there to cook it! Mishka says.

I say:

You look, Mishka, what if we fail! You haven't cooked before.

Don't worry! I saw my mother cooking. You will be full, you will not die of hunger. I will cook such porridge that you will lick your fingers!

The next morning, my mother left us bread for two days, jams for us to drink tea, showed where what products were, explained how to cook soup and porridge, how much cereal to put, how much. We listened to everything, but I didn't remember anything. “Why,” I think, “since Mishka knows.”

Then my mother left, and Mishka and I decided to go to the river to fish. They adjusted the fishing rods, dug up the worms.

Wait, - I say. - And who will cook dinner if we go to the river?

What is there to cook! - says Mishka. - One fuss! We'll eat all the bread, and cook porridge for dinner. You can eat porridge without bread.

We cut the bread, smeared it with jam and went to the river. First they bathed, then they lay down on the sand. We bask in the sun and chew bread with jam. Then they started fishing. Only the fish bit badly: only a dozen minnows were caught. We chatted all day on the river. By evening they returned home. Hungry!

Well, Mishka, - I say, - you are a specialist. What will we cook? Just something to make it faster. I really want to eat.

Let's have porridge, - says Mishka. - Porridge is the easiest.

Well, porridge is porridge.

Broke the stove. The bear poured cereal into the pan. I say:

More rash. I really want to eat!

He poured a full pan and poured water to the top.

Isn't there a lot of water? - I ask. - It will turn out to be a mess.

It's okay, mom does it all the time. You just look after the stove, and I'll cook, be calm.

Well, I look behind the stove, put firewood, and Mishka cooks porridge, that is, he doesn’t cook, but sits and looks at the pan, she cooks herself.

It soon got dark, we lit the lamp. We sit and wait for the porridge to cook. Suddenly I look: the lid on the pan has lifted, and porridge is creeping out from under it.

Bear, - I say, - what is it? Why does porridge climb?

The jester knows where! It's coming out of the pot!

Mishka grabbed a spoon and began to push the porridge back into the pan. He crushed it, crushed it, and it seemed to swell in a saucepan, and it falls out.

I don’t know, - says Mishka, - why did she decide to get out. Maybe already ready?

I took a spoon, tried it: the grits are quite hard.

Bear, - I say, - where did the water go? Completely dry cereal!

I don't know, he says. - I poured a lot of water. Maybe a hole in the pan?

We began to inspect the pan: there is no hole.

Born on November 10 (November 23), 1908 in Kyiv, in the family of a variety artist, who, depending on the circumstances, also worked as a railway worker. He spent his childhood in the small town of Irpin, not far from Kyiv, where the boy began to study at the gymnasium.

Nicholas was the second son in the family. There was also an older brother Peter and younger brother and sister in the family. Little Nikolai loved to attend his father's performances, watch concerts and performances. Parents even thought that the boy also wants to become an actor. During his school years, he wanted to become a musician and for a long time dreamed of being bought a violin. After buying a violin, Nikolai realized that learning music is not easy, and the violin was abandoned. The childhood and school years of Nikolai Nosov fell on the most difficult period in Russian history: the First World War and the Civil War. Lack of food, lack of heat and electricity in cold winters, illnesses were common at that time. The whole family was ill with typhus. Fortunately, no one died. Nikolai recalled that when he recovered (he was sick the longest), his mother cried for joy, because everyone was still alive. “So I learned that you can cry not only from grief.”

Nosov from his gymnasium years was fond of music, theater, chess, photography, electrical engineering and even amateur radio. In order to feed his family, Nikolai was forced to work from the age of 14: he was a newspaper merchant, a digger, a mower, etc. After 1917, the gymnasium was reorganized into a seven-year school. After graduating in 1924, he worked as a laborer at a concrete factory in Irpen, then at a private brick factory in the city of Bucha.

After the Civil War, Nikolai became interested in chemistry. Together with a school friend, he organized a chemical laboratory in the attic of his house, where friends conducted various experiments. Nosov recalled: “At the end of school, I was sure that I should become a chemist and no one else! Chemistry seemed to me a science of sciences. Nikolai wanted to enter the Chemistry Department of the Kyiv Polytechnic Institute, but he could not, because he did not finish a vocational school that provides a completed secondary education. Nikolai began to study at an evening vocational school, preparing to enter a polytechnic university. At the same time, he went to work at the Irpin brick factory. But before entering, Nikolai suddenly changed his mind and at the age of 19 entered the Kyiv Art Institute. Nikolai then became seriously interested in photography, and then cinema. This influenced his choice. After 2 years, in 1929, Nikolai Nosov transferred to the Moscow Institute of Cinematography. In 1932 he graduated from it and until 1951 he worked as a director and director of animated, scientific and educational films. The autobiography of the childhood period is partially reflected in the book “The Secret at the Bottom of the Well” (see, for example, from “Children's Literature”, 1982) collected works of N. Nosov in 4 volumes, v. 4 During the Great Patriotic War Nosov was engaged in directing educational military-technical films for the Red Army.

With the work of the famous children's writer Nosov Nikolai Nikolaevich (1908-1976), the children of our country get acquainted at an early age. “Live Hat”, “Bobik visiting Barbos”, “Putty” - these and many other funny children's stories by Nosov want to be re-read again and again. The stories of N. Nosov describe the everyday life of the most ordinary girls and boys. And this is done very simply and unobtrusively, interesting and funny. In some actions, even the most unexpected and funny, many children recognize themselves.

When you read Nosov's stories, you will understand how much each of them is imbued with tenderness and love for their heroes. No matter how badly they behaved, no matter what they invented, he tells us about it without any reproach and anger. On the contrary, attention and care, wonderful humor and a wonderful understanding of the child's soul fill every small work.

Nosov's stories are classics of children's literature. It is impossible to read stories about the tricks of Mishka and other guys without a smile. And which of us in our youth and childhood did not read wonderful stories about Dunno?
With great pleasure they are read and watched by modern kids.

Nosov's stories for children were published in many of the most famous publications for children of different ages. The realism and simplicity of the story to this day attract the attention of young readers. "A Merry Family", "The Adventures of Dunno and His Friends", "Dreamers" - these stories by Nikolai Nosov are remembered for a lifetime. Nosov's stories for children are distinguished by natural and lively language, brightness and extraordinary emotionality. They are taught to be very attentive to their daily behavior, especially in relation to their friends and loved ones. On our Internet portal you can see the online list of Nosov's stories, and enjoy reading them absolutely free.

When Mishka and I were very young, we really wanted to drive a car, but it just didn’t work out. No matter how much we asked the drivers, no one wanted to ride us. One day we were walking in the yard. Suddenly we look - on the street, near our gates, a car stopped. The driver got out of the car and left. We ran. I say: This is...

My mother, Vovka and I were visiting Aunt Olya in Moscow. On the very first day, my mother and aunt went to the store, and Vovka and I were left at home. They gave us an old photo album for us to look at. Well, we considered, considered, until we got tired of it. Vovka said: “We won’t see Moscow either if we stay at home all day ...

Nosov's stories are the world of adults through the eyes of children. About all life values, about good, evil, true friendship is told in a simple language for children with illustrative examples.

Conversely, those adults who want to better understand their crumbs can begin to explore the "encyclopedia" of the children's world. And the "reference material" is just the works of Nikolai Nosov.

Children's dreams and fantasies, children's desire for knowledge, small and big joys of boys and girls remain unchanged throughout the whole time. And you can learn about all this if you read online the adventures of Kolya Sinitsyn, Vitya Maleev, Tolya Klyukvin and other characters of your favorite author.

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Each story in this section is like a little story in which the characters are very similar to modern boys and girls. They may get scared when they notice that the hat is moving. Or, having decided to cook delicious porridge, the guys will find out that porridges can grow, and there is no way to keep them with a lid!

Some of the stories are not fictional at all! In them, Nikolai Nosov talks about himself and about what happened to him, his comrades and his son! At one time he himself read these stories for boys and for girls. Ask the kids for their opinion. And now the kids can recognize themselves in some of the characters.

There are funny heroes in Nosov's fairy tales, such as Barbos and Bobik, there is Dunno with a whole city in which "little adults" live. But who said that Bobik never went to visit Barbos or that Dunno does not exist somewhere on the Moon, or maybe here on Earth? This kid is open to new experiences. He tries to find out everything in the world and tries on the role of either a poet or an artist. Aren't all babies like this? Aren't they trying to figure out who they are and what they want to do in life?

Such stories are instructive for all generations. And our site of children's fairy tales provides kids and adults with them for free to get acquainted.