Once upon a time there was a cat, a thrush and a cockerel - a golden comb. They lived in the forest, in a hut. The cat and the thrush go to the forest to chop wood, and the cockerel is left alone.

Leave - severely punished:

- We will go far, and you stay housekeeping, but don't give a voice; When the fox comes, don't look out the window.

The fox found out that the cat and the thrush were not at home, ran to the hut, sat down under the window and sang:

—  Cockerel, cockerel,

golden scallop,

butter head,

silk beard,

Look out the window

I'll give you peas.

The cockerel put his head out the window. The fox grabbed him in her claws and carried him to her hole.

The rooster crowed:

— The fox carries me

For dark forests

For fast rivers

Over high mountains...

Cat and thrush, save me!..

The cat and the thrush heard, rushed in pursuit and took the cockerel from the fox.

Another time, the cat and the thrush went into the forest to chop wood and again punished:

“Well, now, rooster, don’t look out the window, we’ll go even further, we won’t hear your voice.

They left, and the fox again ran to the hut and sang:

—  Cockerel, cockerel,

golden scallop,

butter head,

silk beard,

Look out the window

I'll give you peas.

— Guys ran,

Scattered the wheat

chickens are pecking,

Roosters are not allowed...

— Ko-ko-ko! How do they not give?

The fox grabbed him in her claws and carried him to her hole.

The rooster crowed:

— The fox carries me

For dark forests

For fast rivers

Over high mountains...

Cat and thrush, save me!..

The cat and the thrush heard and gave chase. The cat runs, the thrush flies ... They caught up with the fox - the cat fights, the thrush pecks, and the cockerel was taken away.

For a long time, for a short time, the cat and the thrush again gathered in the forest to cut firewood. When leaving, they severely punish the cockerel:

— Don't listen to the fox, don't look out the window, we'll go even further, we won't hear your voice.

And the cat and the thrush went far into the forest to chop wood. And the fox is right there: she sat down under the window and sings:

—  Cockerel, cockerel,

golden scallop,

butter head,

silk beard,

Look out the window

I'll give you peas.

The cockerel sits silent. And the fox again:

— Guys ran,

Scattered the wheat

chickens are pecking,

Roosters are not allowed...

The rooster keeps silent. And the fox again:

— People fled,

Nuts were poured

The chickens are pecking

Roosters are not allowed...

Cockerel and put his head in the window:

— Ko-ko-ko! How do they not give?

The fox grabbed him tightly in her claws, carried him to her hole, beyond dark forests, over fast rivers, over high mountains ...

No matter how much the cockerel screamed or called, the cat and the thrush did not hear him. And when they returned home, the cockerel was gone.

The cat and the thrush ran in the tracks of the foxes. The cat is running, the thrush is flying... They ran to the fox hole. The cat set up the guseltsy and let's play:

- Rubbish, nonsense, hussels,

Golden strings...

Is Lisafya-kuma still at home,

Is it in your warm nest?

The fox listened, listened and thinks:

"Let me see - who plays the harp so well, sings sweetly."

I took it and climbed out of the hole. The cat and the thrush grabbed her - and let's beat and beat. They beat and beat her until she carried her legs off.

They took a cockerel, put it in a basket and brought it home.

And since then they began to live and be, and now they live.

A.S. Pushkin

The Tale of the Golden Cockerel

Cockerel and bean seed

The cockerel was rummaging around in the yard and found a bean seed. I wanted to swallow, but choked. He choked and fell, and lies, does not breathe!
The hen saw, ran up to him and asked:
- Ko-ko-ko! Cockerel, cockerel, why are you lying, not breathing?
The rooster answers:
- Bobkom choked ... Go to the cow, ask for butter - bean swallow ...

The chicken ran to the cow:
- Ko-ko-ko! Cow-cow, give me butter - the little fellow is lying, not breathing, choking on his bob!
cow says:
- Mu-u, go to the mowers, ask for hay!

The chicken ran to the mowers:
- Ko-ko-ko! Mowers, mowers, give me hay! Hay - to the cow, the cow will give me butter, butter - a cockerel. The cockerel is lying, not breathing, he choked on his bob!
Kosari says:
- Go to the oven, ask for rolls!

The chicken ran to the oven:
- Ko-ko-ko! Pecheya-pecheya, give me rolls! Kalachi - mowers, mowers will give hay, hay - to a cow, a cow will give butter, butter - a cockerel. The cockerel is lying, not breathing, he choked on his bob!
Pechea says:
- Go to the lumberjacks! Firewood ask!

The chicken ran to the woodcutters:
- Ko-ko-ko! Lumberjacks, lumberjacks, give me firewood! Firewood - baker, baker will give kalachi, kalachi - to mowers, mowers will give hay, hay - to a cow, a cow will give butter, butter - a cockerel. The cockerel is lying, not breathing, he choked on his bob!
- Go to the blacksmith, ask for an ax, there is nothing to chop!

The hen ran to the blacksmith:
- Ko-ko-ko! Blacksmith, blacksmith, give me an ax, an ax - to the woodcutters, woodcutters will give firewood, firewood - a baker, a baker will give kalachi, kalachi - mowers, mowers will give hay, hay - a cow, a cow will give butter, butter - a cockerel. The cockerel is lying, not breathing, he choked on his bob!
- Go into the forest, light the coals, - says the blacksmith.

The hen went into the forest, lit the coals, brought the coals to the blacksmith. The blacksmith gave an axe. She brought an ax to the woodcutters, the woodcutters gave firewood. She brought firewood for the oven, the baker gave rolls.

The hen brought the kalachi to the mowers, the mowers gave hay. She brought hay to the cow, the cow gave butter.

Brought chicken butter cockerel. The cockerel swallowed the oil and swallowed the bean.
Jumped up and sang:
- Cuckoo-oo-oo-oo!

Rooster and peacock

Kalmyk fairy tale

In distant, gray times lived neighbors: a rooster and a peacock. The rooster was handsome and well-dressed. Its golden feathers, dazzlingly shining, shimmered under the sun's rays. All the birds envied the rooster. Many of them, sitting in the trees, plaintively sang: why don't they have such a beautiful outfit as a rooster's? The rooster was important and proud. He spoke to no one but the peacock. He walked with an important gait and also importantly pecked grains.
The rooster was friends with the peacock. Whether he was condescending to the peacock because his outfit was poor, whether he was friends with him because they were close neighbors, I don’t know, but they lived together.
Once a peacock was going to distant lands to visit. The peacock was sad that his outfit was too poor. With envy, he looked at the rooster and thought: “How lucky I would be if I had such a beautiful outfit like a rooster. What I have? Nothing but miserable feathers. How can I appear in a foreign land in such a miserable form! No, I'm ashamed to seem like a stranger in this form. Why not turn to the rooster? I'd rather ask him for his outfit. Will he refuse me?
And the peacock turned to the rooster with this request, promising to return by the next morning.
The rooster thought and said:
“What am I going to do if you don’t show up at dawn tomorrow?”
Peacock replied:
“If I don’t come by dawn, then you shout, I will definitely come to your call.” But if I am not in the morning, then cry at noon, and if I do not appear at noon, then cry in the evening. By evening, of course, I will.
The rooster believed the peacock, took off his beautiful outfit and gave it to him, and dressed himself in peacock feathers. In a beautiful dress of a rooster, the peacock became the most beautiful bird. Joyful and proud, he went to distant lands.
Day passed. The night has passed. A peacock rooster is waiting. But there is no peacock. The rooster began to worry. The rooster could not stand it, shouted:
— Ku-ka-re-ku!
And again, again, but there is no peacock. The rooster was sad. Waiting for noon. It's noon. The rooster crows again. No peacock. Looking forward to the evening. Evening has come. Again the rooster crows, calls the peacock, but the peacock has gone cold.
And so the peacock disappeared, and with it the beautiful outfit of the rooster.
Since then, every day, the roosters three times - in the morning, at noon and in the evening - call the peacock, which carried away their former beautiful outfit.

Once a huge Rooster came to the Elephant and shouted loudly:
- Ku-ka-re-ku! The elephant was surprised:
- Why are you pissed off.
And the Rooster rakes rubbish with his paws, pecks at the grains and no, no, yes, he will scream again.
- Cook-re-coo!
He looked, looked the Elephant at the Rooster and asks:
Who eats more, you or me?
- I'll eat more! - the Rooster answered bravely. They began to argue. Argued, argued and let's eat. The elephant ate, ate, and fell asleep.
He woke up, he sees - the Rooster is still pecking at the grain. The elephant started eating again. Ate-ate - fell asleep again.
The Elephant woke up, sees the evening is approaching, and the Rooster continues tirelessly pecking at the grain - Quickly, quickly pecks and again:
- Ku-ka-re-ku!
“How greedy he is! The elephant was surprised. “I have never seen such a voracious animal.”
And the Rooster put on airs that he won the dispute.

About the fairy tale

The Russian folk tale is part of the cultural heritage of the nation. Children of all ages need to read fairy tales. Through children's fairy tales, the child will be able to get acquainted with the beauty of the great and mighty Russian language. Through acquaintance with fairy-tale characters, a small listener (reader) gradually enters the world of relationships between people.

A good example of a relationship is the fairy tale "The Cockerel - the Golden Comb". The heroes of this fairy tale are representatives of the animal world. However, all the events that take place in a fairy tale can always be connected with real life. All relationships between fairy-tale characters can be considered as an example of relationships between people.

So, in one magical fairy-tale forest, three bosom friends lived and lived: a cat, a thrush and a cockerel - a golden scallop. The cat and the thrush were busy with their daily work. Every day, friends went to the forest thicket for firewood. The cockerel, as the youngest, was left at home, in a hut, to manage the housework. And they always strictly warned him that he should sit quietly in the hut, not look out the window. And if a cheating fox appears, then do not vote.

Everything that the cat and the thrush feared happened to the cockerel on the very first day when they left for firewood. The cunning fox found out that the cat and the blackbird would not be at home. She came to the home of friends and began to persuade the cockerel in an affectionate voice to look out the window. She promised to give him peas. He leaned out the window. The red-haired cheat grabbed her prey and dragged it to her home.

The cockerel was frightened, began to loudly call his friends for help. The cat and the thrush heard calls for help. They ran and saved their disobedient comrade. On the second day, they began to gather in the thicket for firewood. And again the cockerel was warned not to listen to the cunning fox. The cockerel would be glad to obey his friends. But the red cheat again outwitted the cockerel. Again the cat and the thrush came to the rescue of their feathered friend.

On the third day it all happened again. The cat with the thrush went into the forest for firewood. The cockerel was given a strict order not to listen to the persuasion of the fox. The cockerel promised his older comrades to sit quietly and not lean out the window. But natural curiosity won over caution and prudence. The fox came and again, by deceit and temptation, lured the cockerel out. He looked out the window and the red-haired beast, clinging tightly to him, dragged him towards his dwelling.

In vain did the cockerel call on his faithful friends for help. They were very far from home and did not hear him. For the third time, the cat and the thrush had to save their foolish friend. They rushed in the footsteps of the red thief and found her hole. They gave her good cuffs. The cat tore it with its claws, and the thrush pecked at it painfully. They took the cockerel, and they all went home together.

This tale can serve as a good example of what happens to naughty children when they do not listen to their elders. And also in the content of this story there is an example of true friendship and mutual assistance. It was friends who came to the aid of the cockerel in difficult times.

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Once upon a time there was a cat, a thrush and a cockerel - a golden comb. They lived in the forest, in a hut. The cat and the thrush go to the forest to chop wood, and the cockerel is left alone.

Leave - severely punished:

We will go far, and you stay at home, but do not give a voice; When the fox comes, don't look out the window.

The fox found out that the cat and the thrush were not at home, ran to the hut, sat down under the window and sang:

Cockerel, cockerel,

golden scallop,

butter head,

silk beard,

Look out the window

I'll give you peas.

The cockerel put his head out the window. The fox grabbed him in her claws and carried him to her hole.

The rooster crowed:

The fox carries me

For dark forests

For fast rivers

Over high mountains...

Cat and thrush, save me!..

The cat and the thrush heard, rushed in pursuit and took the cockerel from the fox.

Another time, the cat and the thrush went into the forest to chop wood and again punished:

Well, now, cock, do not look out the window, we will go even further, we will not hear your voice.

They left, and the fox again ran to the hut and sang:

Cockerel, cockerel,

golden scallop,

butter head,

silk beard,

Look out the window

I'll give you peas.

The boys were running

Scattered the wheat

chickens are pecking,

Roosters are not allowed...

Ko-ko-ko! How do they not give?

The fox grabbed him in her claws and carried him to her hole.

The rooster crowed:

The fox carries me

For dark forests

For fast rivers

Over high mountains...

Cat and thrush, save me!..

The cat and the thrush heard and gave chase. The cat runs, the thrush flies ... They caught up with the fox - the cat fights, the thrush pecks, and the cockerel was taken away.

For a long time, for a short time, the cat and the thrush again gathered in the forest to cut firewood. When leaving, they severely punish the cockerel:

Do not listen to the fox, do not look out the window, we will go even further, we will not hear your voice.

And the cat and the thrush went far into the forest to chop wood. And the fox is right there: he sat down under the window and sings:

Cockerel, cockerel,

golden scallop,

butter head,

silk beard,

Look out the window

I'll give you peas.

The cockerel sits silent. And the fox - again:

The boys were running

Scattered the wheat

chickens are pecking,

Roosters are not allowed...

The rooster keeps silent. And the fox - again:

People were running

Nuts were poured

The chickens are pecking

Roosters are not allowed...

Cockerel and put his head in the window:

Ko-ko-ko! How do they not give?

The fox grabbed him tightly in her claws, carried him into her hole, over dark forests, over fast rivers, over high mountains ... No matter how much the cockerel screamed or called, the cat and the thrush did not hear him. And when they returned home - the cockerel is gone.

The cat and the thrush ran in the tracks of the foxes. The cat is running, the thrush is flying...

They ran to the fox hole. The cat set up the guseltsy and let's play:

Drift, nonsense, guseltsy,

Golden strings...

Is Lisafya-kuma still at home,

Is it in your warm nest?

The fox listened, listened and thinks:

"Let me see - who plays the harp so well, sings sweetly."

I took it and climbed out of the hole. The cat and the thrush grabbed her - and let's beat, beat. They beat and beat her until she carried her legs off.

They took a cockerel, put it in a basket and brought it home.

And since then they began to live and be, and now they live ...

An old man lived with an old woman, and they lived in great poverty. All they had was only a rooster and a dog, and even those they were poorly fed. So the dog says to the rooster:
- Come on, brother Petka, let's go to the forest: life here is bad for us.
“Let’s go,” says the rooster, “it won’t get worse.”
So they went where their eyes look. Wandered all day; it began to get dark - it's time for the night to pester. They went off the road into the forest and chose a large hollow tree. The rooster flew up on the bough, the dog climbed into the hollow and fell asleep.
In the morning, just as the dawn began to break, the rooster crowed: “Ku-ku-re-ku!” The fox heard the rooster; she wanted to eat rooster meat. So she went up to the tree and began to praise the rooster:
- Here is a cock so a cock! I have never seen such a bird: and what beautiful feathers, and what a red crest, and what a sonorous voice! Fly to me, handsome.
- And for what business? - asks the rooster.
- Let's go to visit me: today I have a housewarming party, and a lot of peas are in store for you.
- Well, - says the rooster, - but I can’t go alone: ​​my comrade is with me.
“What happiness has come! - thought the fox. “There will be two roosters instead of one.”
- Where is your friend? she asks. - I'll invite him over.
“He spends the night there, in a hollow,” replies the rooster.
The fox rushed into the hollow, and her dog by the muzzle - tsap! .. Caught and tore the fox.

Fairy tales composed by the people themselves have been known to us since childhood. Either mom or grandmother tells them to the kids at night, reading baby books for very little ones. And then, at a slightly older age, many children themselves will already read them and color them along the contours. Based on these simple and wise works, cartoons are often made, which the guys also like to watch with pleasure. The folk tale "The Cockerel - the Golden Comb" also belongs to such masterpieces. Let's read it again together.

Fairy tale "Cockerel - golden scallop". Characters

The main one is the Cockerel, who is constantly rescued from trouble. The rooster in Russian folk tales is the personification of courage, openness, but at the same time simplicity, gullibility and even some stupidity. The fox, on the contrary, is traditionally cunning and greedy. She constantly provokes the Cockerel to a "feat", with her songs forcing him to fall into the paws and be carried away from the house. As if the secondary characters are the Cat and the Thrush, but in the fairy tale they play the main role in saving and returning the Cockerel.

The fairy tale "The Cockerel - the Golden Comb" has a rather simple plot. The cat, the Thrush and the Cockerel live together in a hut in the forest. They live together helping each other. And when the Cat and Drozd leave to chop wood, they leave the Cockerel on the farm, to do housework, punishing him to sit quietly and not stick out if the cunning Fox comes.

The cockerel is left alone, and the Fox finds out about this and runs under the hut. She sings an alluring song, forcing the silly Cockerel to look out the window. Then the Fox grabs him and takes him to his hole. But the hero is not at a loss and screams, hoping to be heard by his friends, praying for their salvation. Friends hear and help Petushka.

A similar story, as usual in folk tales, is repeated three times. Cat and Drozd constantly fight back and stand up for their friend. And the last time they even resort to a certain trick, fooling the Fox with her own methods. The cat takes the harp, sitting in front of the fox hole, begins to play. The fox comes out and gets what he deserves. And three friends return to their hut.

Morality

The fairy tale "The Cockerel - the Golden Comb" has a rather simple moral: always help a friend, helping him out of trouble. And also: friendship is above all, and a cunning and strong enemy can be defeated by all together. How wonderful it is when you have friends who are capable of a feat for you.

Pushkin's Tale

Fairy tales written in verse tend to attract more attention than they are considered authorial, but may be based on folk stories. This is probably why it is easier to remember them, and the language looks richer, and the main characters are described in a more original way. Pushkin's fairy tale "The Cockerel - the Golden Comb" belongs to such masterpieces. Today, this work is known to every Russian schoolchild. A summary of his story will fit on one notebook sheet. But the simplicity of the content organically complements the genius of the language and the attraction of the characters described. And the inherent potential puts the work in verse on the level of world masterpieces of great storytellers. Let us also remember what the fairy tale “The Cockerel is the Golden Comb” written by Pushkin is about.

A little about the fairy tale

Its content, of course, differs from the plot of the Russian folk tale, which is known to everyone. And the sources for its creation, according to some researchers, were the Arabic folklore of the Copts and the legend of Irving "About the Arab astrologer". And the Cockerel - the golden scallop does not play the role of a positive hero here. Rather, it is a sword of retribution, an instrument of fate, designed to punish the negligent one who did not keep his promise and killed the astrologer.

The New Year is approaching us by leaps and bounds. We were waiting for him. They looked at the road, looked out the windows. And now he's on the doorstep. New Year is the Year of the Rooster. What is he, a rooster? Stately, bright, with a proudly raised head. What song the rooster sings, we know from the cradle. Unpretentious, but he is not a nightingale. The cockerel is credited with a golden comb, which means that this bird is not easy ...

Fairy tale "Year of the rooster"

The young rooster Petya heard that the new year is the year of the rooster. Rejoiced, flustered. He steps importantly, mutters something, holds his nose up. Feels like an important bird.

“Finally, they will pay attention to me,” the rooster thought, “otherwise, no matter how hard I try, and I wake up before everyone else, I don’t get the attention I deserve. Often say:

- Our cockerel has not acquired a comb, but crows there too.

Petya decided to behave differently. Crow later, select the best grains from the hens, do not greet the yard dog Corporal.

The corporal looked for a day, two, and then asks Petya:

- What is it, Golden Scallop, have you stopped greeting?

“Today my year is coming,” said the rooster, “I am now the most important. Now you, Corporal, must greet me first.

The dog was offended by the rooster and grunted:

- The fox will come running from the forest, so I will not say anything, take care of yourself!

And Pete doesn't care. He also managed to quarrel with the chickens. Petya was left alone. And bored...

And the Corporal remembered the fox for a reason. She is right here. But Petya managed to sneak away, this time luck was on his side. But he firmly decided not to quarrel with the Corporal anymore. And get along with the chickens. Petya came to their side. But they do not want to put up, they say to him:

- Whoever turns up his nose too much, he often remains with his nose.

But then, the most sensible hen, Ryaba hen, went to the world, and after her all the rest. The corporal also did not resist and extended his paw to Petya.

In a large courtyard family, peace has come. And on New Year's Eve they had a big party. The rooster was no longer bullying, he liked being just a friend to everyone.

The main idea of ​​the fairy tale is that sometimes circumstances bring us high, and a person begins to behave differently with friends - he puts on airs, behaves arrogantly. Here friendship or even just friendly relations can crack. Moral - with those people who are dear to you, no matter what the circumstances, behave kindly. Good people are wealth.

What proverbs fit the story?

Do not look high: you will powder your eye.
Keep it simple and people will come to you.
No matter how pouty you are, you won’t be higher than a pie.