Fairy tale cat rooster and fox TEXT
Friends
One old man had a rooster and a cat.
They lived together and always helped each other. And when life became completely unbearable, they decided to go into the forest. Gather your belongings and remember your name. They came to a new place, quickly put up a house, put a stove in the house and began to live in it - without bothering.
When morning comes, the cat goes hunting, but the cockerel remains on the farm. He cooks soups and sings songs:
It’s good to live in the world, cook porridge and soups, and restore order, and crack nuts.
I'm a good cockerel, Golden Comb. I’ll cook something delicious for future use, and the cat will come back and bring a bag of grain.
This will be a treat for the whole forest!
At that time, a fox ran past. I heard the cockerel crow. She looked out the window and marveled: “Well, what a nice little cockerel you are!” And your work is going well, and you are good at yourself - just a sight for sore eyes! Should I try your cooking too?
The cockerel was delighted and poured the fox a whole plate of aromatic fresh soup. He just put it on the window, and the fox grabbed it and grabbed it. The fox carries the cockerel through the forest, and he shouts in a loud voice:
Oh, I'm a stupid cockerel, a bag of gray millet, an empty head, a stupid beard.
Now the fox will eat me, Not even half an hour will pass. Oh, I'm lost, that's the problem. Who will finish the soup then?
Meanwhile, the cat was walking nearby through the forest. He heard the cockerel's song and rushed to the rescue. He forcibly took it from the fox.
And when he returned home he gave the rooster a real thrashing: “How stupid you are, Petya!” Don't you really know what foxes eat? Well, look, don’t get caught in advance. He said so and went to bed.
Stupidity
The next day, the cat went hunting again. And he strictly ordered the cockerel not to have anything to do with the fox.
The cat left, Petya went back to work. He stands there, cooks and bawles at the top of his lungs:
It’s good to live in the world, sing songs and not bother. You can wash the floor everywhere, or light the stove.
I am a great cockerel, with a beautiful voice, like a thin whistle. Although he is short in stature. I’ll put a fungus in the soup and a blade of grass.
This will be a treat, a meal for the whole forest!
At that time, the fox ran past again. The cockerel heard it, went to the window and asked:
- Oh, Petya, I would like to taste your cooking! It smells so good! Such a scent! Petya became proud from the praise, gave the fox a plate, and she stole it.
Here is a fox carrying a cockerel through the forest, and he is bawling pitifully as much as he can:
This is what a proud man needs, Me, a chicken egg! So that your mouth does not open and coo in vain.
I’ll be lost, that’s the problem. Who will finish the soup then? Porridges, infusions, pies Cat - save me, save me!
At that time, a cat was walking through the forest. Far away, but I still heard the cockerel. He came running and took it from the fox.
He brought it home and scolded:
- What are you doing, Petya! I told you, don't come close to the fox! Look, tomorrow I will go far, if anything happens, I won’t hear you.
Trouble
The next morning the cat left again. Far, far away, but the cockerel remained on the farm. He stood at the stove and just know he was singing:
It's good to live in the world! Guard the house day after day. There is no better thing for me than to cook dinner for a cat. I'm a wonderful cook. The best cook in the world. Once I put the pot on and adjust the coal, there will be a treat! To all the animals for joy!
A little fox was just running past. I heard a rooster and let’s wail under the window:
- Oh, poor me! Oh, I'm unhappy! I will live forever in the world and regret that I didn’t try the cockerel’s treat! Oh, how delicious. I'm just drooling. I'm dying...
Petya became proud. So be it, I decided to feed the fox for the last time. He handed her a plate through the window, and the fox snatched it away!
The fox is carrying a cockerel, and he bursts into burning tears:
That's how Petya the Cockerel Oh, shabby comb! Stupid little head - Stubby beard.
If you didn't listen to the cat, you'll go to pieces. This will be a nice soup. Lisitsyn has one tooth.
What a grief - that’s the trouble. I can’t get a cat! So I’ll perish, goodbye brother! Dashing, don’t forget to know...
To the rescue
The fox dragged the cockerel far, far away. The cat returned home, and it was empty. He realized what a misfortune had happened. Then the cat put on his old boots with jackboots, picked up a rake and walked wherever his eyes led him. Meanwhile, the fox dragged the cockerel into her house, tied it to the table and began to prepare food for the cockerel stew:
Potatoes, carrots, young onions, It will turn out to be a good lunch today. And if you add a little salt and pepper, And with feathers you can swallow dinner.
It’s not for nothing that a rumor has developed among the people: The louder the rooster, the more satisfying the broth...
And the cockerel sat in his corner sad - very sad and sang, sadly, drawlingly:
- Oh, I'm poor. Oh, I'm unhappy. Such a beautiful, loud rooster was. No one will hear, no one will help me to get rid of these torments today.
There is only one thing that makes me happy, one thing without a doubt that warms me in the darkness of grievances They will cook me together with spices, And they will not forget the salt - such is the end.
Could be worse. It could have been a raw and unleavened dish - an inglorious ending. But I am grateful to fate and fortune. For the honor of ending my days with a recipe...
The cat was just walking through the forest when he heard a familiar singing. He ran towards the sound and jumped out to the fox's house. He ran inside and scared the fox with a rake. She jumped out of the window out of fear and ran as fast as she could. I didn't even peel the potatoes. And she was never seen in those parts again.
And the cat untied the cockerel and took it home.
Epilogue
Soon the cat sent the cockerel to a music school. So that talent is not wasted.
That's the end of the fairy tale, And who is our rooster... a singer? No, most likely a proud Handicraftsman.
He studied for a short time, and said goodbye to school. To return to the native forest Yes, cook cabbage soup at the wood-burning stove, the motive of bawling Cleanliness in the hut to harp. Because they say, from time immemorial they say
Fame is all business and nothing. It’s better to sing a sonnet at home For friends and just like that Yes, there’s mincemeat for a bite.
Cat, Rooster and Fox Korolkova fairy tale for children
Once upon a time there lived a brother cat and a rooster. The cat-brother went hunting, and the cockerel sat at home and looked out the window. The fox noticed him. The cat-brother went hunting, and ordered the cockerel: “Don’t look out of the window, cockerel: the fox will come and drag you into the dark forests, behind the steep mountains.” The cat-brother left, and the fox was right there. He comes to the window and sings: Cockerel, cockerel, Golden comb, Butterhead, Silk beard. Look out the window, I'll give you some peas. The cockerel looked out, and the fox scratched and dragged him away. The fox is carrying a cockerel, and he shouts: “Brother cat, save me!” The fox carries me into the dark forests, beyond the steep mountains. The cat-brother was not far away, ran after the fox, and took the cockerel from her. He brought it home and ordered: “Don’t look out, otherwise a fox will come, take you into the dark forests, over steep mountains and gnaw your bones.” The cat-brother went hunting, and the fox was already right there. She came running and sang: Cockerel, cockerel, Golden comb, Butterhead, Silk beard, Look out the window, I’ll give you a pea. “I’d like to peck the peas,” the cockerel thinks, “but I’m afraid the fox will deceive me again.” The fox came closer, threw peas into the hut and made a path from the hut from the peas. The cockerel began to peck. Peas after peas, peas after peas, and he left the hut onto the path. The fox scratched him and ran. The cockerel cries: “Help, brother cat!” The fox carries me into the dark forests, beyond the steep mountains. The cat-brother was far away, but he still heard. He caught up with the fox, beat off the cockerel and said: “Sit, cockerel, don’t look out the window, otherwise the fox will come and take you into the dark forests, over the steep mountains, and your bones will not be left.” This time I will go far - there will be no one to help you out. The cat-brother had just left, and the fox was already under the window. Stands and sings: Cockerel, cockerel, Golden comb, Butterhead, Silk beard, Look out the window, I'll give you a pea. “No,” the cockerel thinks. - Now I’ll never look out! The fox will deceive again.” I had just decided to do so, and then a scooter-sleigh drove past the hut, rolling along on its own - I wanted to watch it. The cockerel could not resist and looked out the window. As soon as he looked out, the fox smacked him! The cockerel cried: “Brother cat, the fox is carrying me into the dark forests, beyond the steep mountains!” But the little cat went far away and didn’t hear the cockerel. The fox took the cockerel into the dark forests, over the steep mountains, and was about to eat it: she sharpened a knife, lit the stove, and went for water. And the cockerel says: “Fox-fox, butter sponge, don’t you know anything?” - And what? “When you were carrying me, the men were driving along the road and lost the fish.” What animals ran there! And the fox was envious. “Okay,” he thinks, “the cockerel won’t leave me, I’ll always have time to eat it, but it would be nice to feast on fish.” The fox ran away, and that’s all the cockerel needs: He thinks maybe his brother cat will help out. And the little cat returned to the hut and looked: there was no cockerel. He ran into the dark forests, beyond the steep mountains. I met a runaway bunny. - Runaway bunny, have you seen the fox with the cockerel? - How did you not see it? I looked from behind a bush, and a fox with a cockerel was running along that path. The little cat ran along the path. A gray wolf meets him. - Wolf, wolf, have you seen the fox with the cockerel? - See - I didn’t see, but smell - I smelled: she ran into that clearing. The little cat ran into the clearing, and there was a cockerel! The cat-brother took the cockerel and took it home. That was joy! And the fox came running, angry and despicable. “Well,” he thinks, “I didn’t manage to feast on the fish - the deal with the cockerel is short.” I looked and there was no trace of the cockerel.
A fairy tale about a rooster, a cat and a fox
Three friends
There lived three friends - a cat, a fox and a rooster. We lived well, well fed. The cat went hunting, the fox took care of the housework, and the rooster sat on the roof all day and watched so that no one else came.
One day the cat returned home sad. - Why are you like this? - asks the fox. “I wasted the whole day and didn’t bring anything to the table,” the cat answers.
Lisa says: “It’s not a problem.” We have cockerel grain. Let's not go hungry. We'll live somehow.
The next day the cat went into the forest again and returned again gloomy: “What’s wrong?” - asks the fox. “I spent the whole day in vain again,” the cat complains. “Nothing,” the fox answers, “We won’t stretch our paws on the cockerel grain.”
On the third day the cat went into the forest. And again he returned with nothing. The fox encourages him again: “As long as there is grain, we will not be lost.” So they began to satisfy their hunger with cockerel kernels. A week passes, followed by another, and a third. The cockerel sits on the roof and notices something is wrong from above.
Unkind
The cat and the fox began to look at him with unkind eyes and smack their lips with evil tongues. One day a rooster was sitting on the roof and saw a neighbor’s bunny running along the path. A squirrel from a tree meets him: “Great, brother.” I heard the news - today is a holiday for the fox and the cat. A hearty lunch is planned. She was at the market just now and bought some vegetables. She said she would cook chicken soup.
When the rooster heard about this, he shook all over with fear. Where to run - what to do? And then the fox came out onto the threshold and called to him: “Come down to the table, Petya, we’ve got everything ready!”
Nothing to do. The cockerel had to fly into the house. He looks - a cat and a fox are sitting at the table, and in front of them is a saucepan covered with a lid. Petya thinks “the end has come for me.” He sits down at the table, and he himself trembles like an aspen leaf. The fox reached behind the lid with its paw, Petya closed his eyes... And when he opened it, lo and behold, in front of him was a full plate of fresh grain. The cat and the fox say to him:
“We, Petya, have been saving ourselves for days with your grain.” And now that's it, our troubled days are over. Here, accept a gift from us.
The rooster rejoiced as he was born again. And he felt ashamed that he could think bad things about his friends.
In advance, I firmly carved out morality in my mind - trust in friendship is a delicate matter; It is easy to incriminate lies on loved ones, it is more difficult to believe in goodness unconditionally.
Read a fairy tale about a rooster, a cat and a fox
Boredom
There lived a cat in one village. He lived without grieving, he lay on the stove all day and spat at the ceiling. And he felt so sick of boredom that he could just go and drown. And the cat decided to leave the house.
Came to the forest. He found himself a tall and wide tree, climbed it and began to live there.
During the day, you know, he sleeps, and at night he hunts. And freedom, and contentment, and you won’t be bored.
The fox found out about the cat and began to court him. Let's go, the cat, to be my husband. I always need such a master. You'll roll around like cheese in butter for me.
And the cat won’t go anywhere.
Cunning
Then the fox came up with a trick. She persuaded a rooster from a nearby farm. In return, she promised never to go into his chicken coop. Here, a cat sleeps in his tree during the day, and out of nowhere a rooster appears. He sat down on the highest branch and bawled at the top of his lungs:
- Cuckoo, crow The cat is sleeping on the bitch. Look! The gray side has spread out! Yes, a tuft of shaggy wool!
When the cat heard him, he became seriously angry. I wanted to get a rooster, only it sits high, on the thinnest branch. There's no way the cat can reach it. And so he fought and so on. And then laziness took over, the cat waved his paw and moved to another tree.
I was just getting ready to sleep. But where is it! The rooster flew behind him to a new tree and started the old song again:
- Cuckoo-coo-coo, crow-coo, Don’t toss and turn on your side, As soon as you fall to the ground, you’ll shake the cat’s spirit!
Oh, the cat got angry. It growls, mewls, but cannot do anything with the rooster. And then a fox accidentally ran past. She saw the cat and said to him: “Let me help you get rid of the rooster.” For that you will marry me.
We will live with you in perfect harmony.
The cat, having nothing to do, agreed. So the fox waylaid the rooster and grabbed it.
She pressed it to the ground, as if she wanted to eat it. And she quietly whispers to him: “Thank you for your service.” I owe you a favor.
It won't matter
The rooster went home, and the fox and cat lived peacefully. The fox manages the farm and gets food. And the cat is lying on the stove at home, bored. Now, time passes, the fox is tired of this. And she decided to get rid of the cat. But he just doesn’t know how to do it.
The fox went to the rooster again and said: “Do me a favor, brother, one more time.” I won't be in debt.
The Rooster is a cunning soul and does not want to work for nothing. It means that now he will get the cat away from the fox, and then take it and return to the village. It will be bad for the rooster then. But the fox promises him a great reward. “You save me from the cat, and I’ll take you to the forest grouse.” They are rich and noble birds. If you become one of them, everyone around you will respect you. Not a single cat will dare to intimidate. Well, how can you refuse this?
So a rooster flew to the fox’s house, sat on a branch so that the cat wouldn’t get it, and sang:
Cuckoo, crow! Be on the lookout, the cat, the wolf is coming to visit the fox, and he will bite you!
The cat got scared, his eyes bulged and he started running. He returned to his village. Although it’s boring, it’s calm. And the fox settled with the rooster, and they each began to live their own lives.
It’s not for nothing that they say that every good man is his own example.
The Fox and the Rooster (fairy tale)
A good fairy tale begins, a good story begins, not from a sivka, not from a cloak, not from a faithful kaurka, not from a brave whistle, not from a woman’s cry. This is not a fairy tale, but a saying, a fairy tale will come. A fox walked to the boyar's yard and wanted to eat a calf from a calf barn, a chicken from a chicken coop, a lamb from a sheep, and a piglet from a pig. The rooster thief saw the fox, flapped his feathered wings and sang - the whole yard was noisy.
All the people came running: old women with shovels, with grips; old old men with axes, with rocker arms; small guys with whorls and beaters - they want to beat the fox. The fox forcibly got away, ran into the forest, fell under an alder bush and lay there for three days. So the rooster went into an open field, flew up a tall tree, sat down and sat. And the fox lay down and walked across the open field. She walks near that tree, cocks her clear eye, and sees a rooster sitting. - What, rooster thief, are you flying of your own accord or are you watching us animals? - Eh, mother fox! I fly of my own free will, I don’t watch anyone. - What, rooster thief! Without repentance you will perish on a tall tree. Get down and repent, do you have many sins in your soul? Then the rooster became touched and began to descend from branch to branch, from branch to branch, from stump to stump. He went down to the ground and sat down in front of the fox. The fox ran up to him, grabbed the rooster tightly in its claws, straightened its wings and feathers, and began to flutter and say: “What, rooster thief!” When I was in dire need, when I was hungry, I went to a rich boyar, wanted to eat something, how much would he have lost? And then you were the first to tear the throat! The rooster then said: “Eh, mother fox, princess empress!” People know you, merchants and boyars revere you, they make fur coats from you and wear you on holidays. And my business is small: I live with one owner, but I don’t serve two. - Rooster thief! Don't make mistakes! And she began to crow the rooster even more. Rooster again: - Eh, mother fox, princess empress! So I will live with you and serve you faithfully! You will bake the bread, and I will sell the bread and sing songs. Good fame will spread about us... The fox relaxed her claws. The rooster escaped and flew higher into the tree: “Eh, mother fox, dear noblewoman-mallow, are your malt sweets?” Would you like some nuts? Don't break your teeth! The fox let go of the food and walked away, slurping unsalted.
- END -
Fairy tale. Illustrations: Ernest Grisette
Read a fairy tale about a cockerel, a cat and a fox
Lived once
Far away in the woods, On a steep hill, a slanting hut stands, The smoke above the hut is smoky.
In this house there is rank after rank, dividing everything in half, passing day by day. Two comrades together. Okay, they lived happily and helped each other. Cat and Petya the Cockerel, Bright red comb.
Early, early before dawn, Until the grass was warm, the cat went hunting, Petya said sternly:
“You are loud-voiced Parsley, feathered and wavy, don’t stand at the window, don’t bother my soul.
Liska is a cunning cheat, a well-known thief, she will scratch you in an instant, using her cunning mind.”
Naughty Petya
But Parsley didn’t listen, so he stuck the top of his head out of the window onto the meadow to sing his little voice.
A little fox ran past, and when the Cockerel heard it, its paws rushed off on their own, waiting to find their prey.
She came running: “Petya! Peter! The softest voice in the world! Get out of your hut, sing and reveal your talent to everyone.”
The Cockerel didn’t think for long, the Cat admonished him to no avail. Jump and jump into the clearing. And so he clung to the little fox.
And she grabbed him and dragged him with her. So stupid head There will be cockerel soup!
Petya began to scream, the cry was heard through the forest: “Oh, the fox is carrying me, To the distant forests!
Beyond the steep white mountains, Through the floral patterns! Where are you cat? Save, save! Repel the evil attack!”
The cat heard and rushed over, and met the fox: “Come on, fox guts! Give me the rooster!”
Liska was very scared and immediately said goodbye to Petya. And with her red tail between her legs, she ran away across the bridge.
And the friends returned home, and never looked back. After eating a handful of cake for dinner, the cat shouted at the rooster:
“What are you, stupid, proud Red-feathered and zealous! So did you trust the fox? Flattering red fidget?
From now on, Petya, be smarter and take care of your thin neck. The hour is not long, you will end up with a cheat like soup in a canteen.”
The stupidest cockerel
The next day, at the gate, the Rooster saw off the cat.
Only the hunter is not visible, But our singer loudly, unitedly sings his romance and shakes his head.
A little fox ran past, heard the sweet singer, and followed the trail, just as yesterday she crept up from behind the hill.
"Peter! Wonderful little voice! Like a thin flower, it rings like a bell, and spreads wonders all over the area.
Come out, little flower, don’t be ashamed, and show off your talent. The voice murmurs like a river, it burns like a bright sun.”
Petya went out, that's all, the fox almost ate him, Happiness - the cat forgot his gun, but he returned and drove the cunning fox away, did not stroke Petya again, but admonished him, shouting and swearing in the heat of the moment.
The cat smells it
The third day, the rooster stayed. The cat got ready to hunt. The heart senses that there is trouble. Breakfast is getting cold on the stove.
The cat left, and Petya again opened his beak and stupidly began to sing his song and clung to the window.
A little fox ran past and heard Petya again. She crept up and, without any worries, dragged her into the garden.
For a long time, sadly, he bawled, called the cat, and made a fuss with his wing. The friend didn’t hear and now the fox opens its mouth,
The teeth are sharp as razors, And the eyes look so slyly at Petrushka, They don’t blink, they don’t shine.
Petya said goodbye to life, repented that he was wrong. It was in vain that I didn’t listen to the cat, the song tra-ta-ta was sung.
Suddenly, the fox takes off his mask, and underneath are his own eyes, a long thin mustache, and fur of unprecedented beauty.
The cat stands and frowns: “Petya-Petya, woe is me!” Your stupid head! It’s only half an inch from the ground!”
How happy Petya was! I swore to my friend with everything in the world, That in the future, he will become smarter and won’t shout so loudly.
You have read four fairy tales about your favorite heroes of Russian folk works. Each fairy tale about a cockerel, a cat and a fox is a storehouse of wisdom, through collective images of simple human qualities. The fairy tale about a cat and a cockerel and a fox is the story of the relationship between three different types of characters: fox cunning and savvy, cat courage or laziness, rooster carelessness and stupidity.
