The dog Serko lived with a peasant, but he grew painfully old. The owner sees that he will be of no use, and he drives him out of the yard. Serko wanders around the field.
A wolf approaches him and asks:
Why are you walking here?
Serko answers:
Well, brother, the owner drove me away, and here I am. and I wander.
Do you want, - the wolf says to him, - I will make sure that the owner will take you back again? Serko says:
Do it, my dear, I’ll thank you somehow.
The wolf says:
Well, look: when your master and his wife come out to reap, the mistress puts the child under a haystack, and you walk around the field so that I know where it is: I’ll grab the child, and you take it away from me, and I’ll be scared and throw it away his.
The owner and his wife went out to the stubble field to reap. The wife laid her child under the hay, and she reaped next to her husband. Lo and behold, a wolf runs through the village, grabs a child and carries him across the field.
Serko after the wolf.
Somehow I caught up, took the child away, brought it to the owner, and gave it to him. Then the owner took bread and a piece of lard from the bag and said:
Here, Serko, eat, for not letting the wolf eat the child!
They come from the field in the evening and take Serko. We returned home, and the owner said:
Make more buckwheat dumplings, wife, and season them well with lard!
As soon as they were cooked, he seated Serko at the table, sat down next to him and said:
Well, Zhinka, serve some dumplings, we’ll have dinner.
My wife did. He also puts Serka in the bowl, he pleases him so much that he doesn’t get burned by the hot stuff!
And Serko thinks: “I’ll have to thank the wolf for such a service.”
And the owner waited for the meat-eater and gave his daughter in marriage. Serko went out into the field, found a wolf there and said to him:
Come to our garden on Sunday evening, I will let you into the house and thank you for serving me.
The wolf waited until Sunday and came to the place where Serko pointed him. And on this very day the owner celebrated a wedding. Serko went out to the wolf, led him into the hut and sat him down under the table. So Serko took a bottle of vodka and a large piece of meat from the table and carried it under the table; people wanted to beat the dog for this. And the owner says:
Don’t beat Serko, he served me, and I will repay him with kindness throughout my life.
Serko takes the best thing lying on the table, gives it to the wolf, feeds him, gives him something to drink so that the wolf cannot resist and says:
And Serko says:
Don't sing, otherwise you'll be in trouble! It’s better if I give you another bottle of vodka, but just keep quiet. The wolf drank a bottle of vodka and said:
Well, now I’ll sing! And how it howls under the table!
Some rushed out of the hut, some rushed to beat the wolf. And Serko leaned on the wolf, as if he wanted to strangle him. The owner says:
Don't hit the wolf, otherwise you'll kill me and Serko! He can handle it himself.
Then Serko took the wolf out into the field and said:
You served me, and I repaid you kindly. With that we said goodbye.
Based on this fairy tale, the cartoon "Once Upon a Time There Was a Dog" was filmed.
There are wolves in the world. They like the gray shades of the world, which is why wolves are sometimes simply called "grays." In general, wolves are creatures with which you need to keep your ears open. Fairytale wolves are made from a special test. It happens that they are better than wolves from real life.
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Bedtime story about the wolf Pawn
Author of the story: Iris Review
Once upon a time there was a wolf and his name was Pawn. He differed from other wolves in that he loved to have tea in the evening, look at the moon, and count stars. The wolf Pawn had no friends.
And then one day Pawn felt so sad that he could even howl like a wolf. He had already run up the slopes, chased hares and taken a nap under the tree.
“I need to go to work,” thought the wolf. - Maybe I should get a job as a shepherd? So people say that a pig is not a gardener, and a wolf is not a shepherd. It would be nice if I became a shepherd. Sit back, count the sheep, and play hide and seek with the lambs.
And the wolf went to the village. He walks through the forest, and the bear Boulder meets him.
- How far have you gone, Your Gray Majesty? – the bear asked sarcastically.
- I went to hire myself as a shepherd.
“Hee-hee-hee,” chuckled the bear. - A sheep is no friend to a wolf.
“Yes, I’m kind,” said the wolf Pawn.
“Hee-hee-hee, good one,” the bear laughed. -Who will believe you? Everyone knows about your sharp teeth. Everyone is afraid of you. As soon as they wake up, they think, where is the wolf? Early in the morning, out of fear, they mistake the stump for a wolf!
“You think, little bear, they won’t let me become a shepherd?”
- Of course not! - said the bear Boulder. “There’s no point in going to the village.”
- But I am bored! - the wolf screamed.
- Make a friend!
- Who will be friends with me if everyone is afraid of me? – the wolf was upset.
“Someone will come along,” said the bear Boulder and ran off about his business.
And the wolf Pawn saw the hedgehog Thorn and began to ask him to become his friend.
“What are you, gray,” said the hedgehog. – Didn’t get enough sleep, or what? You will get hungry and eat me, your friend. Find someone else.
“Hey, woodpecker,” the wolf shouted to the strong-nosed woodpecker sitting on the tree, “let’s make friends!”
- What are you, wolf, have you lost your mind? – the woodpecker was surprised. - Where have you seen a wolf and a bird be friends? To live with wolves is to howl like a wolf.
And then this story happened. Someone got into the habit of going to the wolf's house. He will come, wreak havoc in the house and disappear. The wolf will go hunting, then come home, and there will be a broom lying around, dishes overturned, felt boots thrown off the stove.
- Who's doing the bully stuff here? – the wolf was perplexed. - This ugly guy is clearly not afraid of me! Otherwise he wouldn’t have played tricks in my house!
And then an ordinary gray mouse caught the wolf’s eye.
“I’m not afraid of you, wolf,” she said. - Firstly, because I’ll hide under the floor - and you won’t do anything with me. And secondly, your name is Pawn, and this is funny and not the least bit scary!
“Well, since you are so brave,” said the wolf, “let’s be friends with you!” Only when my ravenous appetite awakens, it’s better not to catch my eye! If I have food in my corner, it will be more fun for me. And keep order in my house! There's no point in throwing things around here!
So the wolf Pawn and the mouse became friends. Only they don’t tell anyone about this friendship!
If you need a friend, you will definitely find him!
A happy day is running away
The dark-eyed night is on the threshold,
Go to sleep quickly, my friend,
Let's send worries and anxieties away.
There lived a grandfather and a woman. Grandfather says to grandma:
You, woman, bake pies, and I will harness the sleigh and go after the fish.
He caught fish and is taking a whole load home. So he drives and sees: a fox curled up and lying on the road. Grandfather got off the cart, went up to the fox, but she didn’t stir, she lay there as if dead.
“This will be a gift for my wife,” said the grandfather, took the fox and put it on the cart, and he himself walked ahead.
And the little fox seized the time and began to lightly throw out of the cart, one fish at a time, one fish at a time, one fish at a time. She threw out all the fish and left.
Well, old woman,” says the grandfather, “what a collar I brought for your fur coat!”
There, on the cart, are both fish and a collar.
A woman approached the cart: no collar, no fish, and began to scold her husband:
Oh you! So-and-so! You still decided to deceive!
Then the grandfather realized that the fox was not dead. I grieved and grieved, but there was nothing to do.
And the fox collected all the scattered fish into a pile, sat down on the road and eats for itself. A gray wolf comes to her:
Hello, sister!
Hello, brother!
Give me some fish!
Catch it yourself and eat it.
I can't.
Hey, I caught it! You, brother, go to the river, put your tail in the hole, sit and say: “Catch, fish, both small and great! Catch, little fish, both small and great! The fish will attach itself to your tail. Just make sure you sit there longer, otherwise you won’t catch anything.
The wolf went to the river, lowered his tail into the hole and said:
- Catch, fish, both small and great!
Following him, the fox appeared: he walked around the wolf and chanted:
- Make it clear, make the stars in the sky clear!
What are you saying, little fox-sister?
Then I'll help you.
And the cheat herself keeps repeating:
- Freeze, freeze, wolf's tail!
The wolf sat for a long, long time at the ice hole, did not move from his spot the whole night, and his tail froze; I tried to get up; no such luck!
“Eka, so many fish have fallen in - and you can’t get them out!” - he thinks.
He looks, and the women go for water and shout, seeing the gray one:
Wolf, wolf! Beat him! Beat him!
They came running and started beating the wolf - some with a yoke, some with a bucket, some with anything. The wolf jumped and jumped, tore off his tail and started running without looking back.
“Okay,” he thinks, “I’ll repay you, sister!”
Meanwhile, while the wolf was puffing away on his sides, the little fox-sister wanted to try to see if she could pull off something else. She climbed into one of the huts where women were baking pancakes, but her head fell into a tub of dough, she got dirty and ran. And the wolf meets her:
Is this how you teach? I was beaten all over!
Eh, brother wolf! - says the little fox-sister. “At least you are bleeding, but I have a brain, I was beaten more painfully than you: I am dragging myself with force.”
And it’s true,” says the wolf, “where should you go, sister, sit on me, I’ll take you.”
The little fox sat on his back, and he hung her up.
Here the little fox-sister sits and quietly says:
The beaten one brings the unbeaten one,
The beaten one brings the unbeaten!
What are you saying, sister?
I, brother, say: “The beaten one brings the beaten one.”
Yes, sister, yes!
Once upon a time there lived a wolf. He was so stupid that they even made up a fairy tale about him.
One evening a hungry wolf walked through the forest and thought about what to profit from: some kind of bone or carrion. He went out onto the high road that led to the village. And then he met a donkey. The wolf rejoiced at the prey and shouted to the donkey:
Hey, donkey, I'll eat you now! And the donkey answers him:
Don't you, stupid wolf, know that donkey meat is eaten in the morning on an empty stomach? And if anyone eats donkey meat during the day or evening, he will die immediately. Are you tired of life?
What should I do, you ass? - asks the wolf. The donkey thought and thought and said:
I’ll go home, sleep until the morning, and come back early in the morning. Then you will eat me.
Okay, go, but make sure you don’t oversleep, come early, I’ll be here waiting for you.
The donkey shouted his donkey “e-a-a, e-a-a!” three times, turned and ran into the village. And the wolf remained on the road to wait for the donkey to return. The wolf hardly slept all night, and when he fell asleep, he dreamed that he was eating donkey meat, and fat was pouring from his lips.
Tasty! - the wolf screamed in his sleep and woke up. He sees that it is already morning, the sun is rising. “Well, well,” the wolf thinks, “I’ll finally eat a hearty meal.”
He is waiting for the donkey, but the donkey still does not appear. The sun has already begun to get hot, but the donkey still doesn’t come. And the wolf stands and waits, looking around.
Finally the wolf realized that the donkey had deceived him. He got angry, but there was nothing to do. The wolf went his way.
All day and all night an angry and hungry wolf wandered through the forest. “No, no one will deceive me again! - thought the wolf. “If anyone gets caught now, I’ll eat it right away.”
Before dawn, the wolf met a kid. He was nibbling the grass on the lawn. “Here comes the prey,” the wolf rejoiced.
Hey little goat, I'll eat you now! - he shouted.
“I’m in your paws, eat,” the kid answered. - But without garlic and sour seasoning, what taste does my meat have... If you want to enjoy goat meat to your heart’s content, then let me run for the seasoning. I live nearby.
And that's true! - the wolf agreed. - I know myself that meat and flour dishes taste better with seasoning. Run back and forth faster, and look, if you don’t come, I will bring down God-sent misfortune on your head.
“Okay, I’ll be right there,” said the little goat, and that was it.
And the wolf waited and waited, but it never came. “The donkey deceived me, but it didn’t make me any smarter,” the wolf thinks. - How did I believe the kid?! God forbid anyone hears about this! They will disgrace you!” - the wolf even gritted his teeth in anger and wandered on.
How long he walked, who knows, but the road led him to the seashore.
The wolf approached the water and saw: a buffalo lying in a dirty puddle not far from the shore.
Hey buffalo, come out, I'll eat you! - the wolf shouted from afar and ran to the puddle.
The buffalo stood up, came out of the puddle and answered the wolf:
I thought you were smart, but it turns out you couldn’t be more stupid in the world. How are you going to eat me? After all, I'm covered in dirt.
“Ballah, the buffalo is right,” thought the wolf and said:
Well, that's it. Get into the sea and wash off the dirt. But fast!
I'll be there in a jiffy! - the buffalo answered and ran into the water. The buffalo began to splash in the sea, and the wolf stood on the hot sand, burning its paws and waiting for the buffalo. Finally he couldn’t stand it anymore and shouted:
Stop splashing around. Come out! I'll eat you just like that.
“Oh, you fool,” answered the buffalo from the water. - Yes, you can wait for me on the shore until your death. Still can't wait!
The wolf got angry and climbed into the water.
Again he began to wait for the buffalo. And he’s not going to come out. The wolf got angry, rained down curses on the buffalo's head and trudged away.
For three days and three nights a wolf wandered through the forest. He walked many roads and paths in search of prey, but never got anything. He became completely exhausted, sat down on the grass at the edge of the forest and thought.
And suddenly a horse appeared right in front of him - he was running along the road. The wolf even jumped for joy.
Hey, horse, you won’t leave me! - the wolf shouted and ran after the horse.
Then the horse stopped and asked the wolf:
Dear wolf, I know that you will tear me to pieces. So fulfill my last request.
Well, post it quickly.
Before my late father died, he wrote on my hoof the day and year of my birth,” the horse began. - Please, look at my hoof and tell me when I was born. I want to count how many years I have lived... This is my last request. And there you can eat me for your health.
Okay,” the wolf agreed. - Show me your hoof.
The horse raised his hind leg. The wolf came up, bent down and began to look for the inscription. And at that very moment the horse kicks the wolf in the face! The wolf fell down and never got up again,
Among the many fairy tales, it is especially fascinating to read the fairy tale “The Stupid Wolf”; the love and wisdom of our people is felt in it. Once again, re-reading this composition, you will certainly discover something new, useful, edifying, and essential. Despite the fact that all fairy tales are fantasy, they often retain logic and a sequence of events. Charm, admiration and indescribable inner joy produce the pictures drawn by our imagination when reading such works. All descriptions of the environment are created and presented with a feeling of deepest love and appreciation for the object of presentation and creation. All heroes were “honed” by the experience of the people, who for centuries created, strengthened and transformed them, paying great and deep importance to children’s education. The desire to convey a deep moral assessment of the actions of the main character, which encourages one to rethink oneself, was crowned with success. The fairy tale “The Stupid Wolf” needs to be read for free online thoughtfully, explaining to young readers or listeners details and words that are incomprehensible to them and new to them.
Once upon a time there was a wolf, an old, old one. His teeth are broken, his eyes see poorly. It became hard for the old one to live: at least lie down and die.
So the wolf went into the field to look for prey and saw a foal grazing.
Foal, foal, I will eat you!
Where can you, old man, eat me! Yes, you don’t even have teeth.
But there are teeth!
Show me if you're not bragging!
The wolf bared his teeth:
And the foal kicked him with all his might on his bared teeth, and that was it.
The wolf fell unconscious. I lay there and lay there, and barely came to my senses. Hunger is not a problem, he wandered on.
Walking through the forest, a tailor meets him. Such a cheerful tailor: he sings songs and waves an iron arshin.
The wolf stopped in the middle of the road:
Tailor, tailor, I'll eat you!
The tailor looked at the wolf:
Well, what to do! So be it, eat. Just let me measure your belly to see if I can still fit into you.
Measure it, says the wolf, quickly, otherwise I really want to eat.
The tailor came from behind, grabbed the wolf by the tail, wrapped it around his hand and started hitting the sides with a yardstick, hitting him and saying:
Arshin along, arshin across! Arshin along, arshin across!
The wolf tore and tore, tore off half of his tail, and carried away his legs.
The wolf trudges along and licks its wound. Suddenly he sees a large goat grazing on the mountain.
A goat, a goat! I will eat you!
Well, if you want. But why should I break my teeth in vain? You’d better stand under the mountain and open your mouth wide, and I’ll run down the mountain and straight into your mouth.
The wolf stood under the mountain, opened its mouth and waited.
The goat ran down the mountain and hit the wolf in the forehead, which knocked him down. And that’s what the goat was.
The wolf lay down, stood up and thought:
“Did I swallow the goat or not? If I ate a goat, my belly would be full. He probably deceived me, the slacker.”
He grieved and grieved and went again to look for prey. He saw carrion under a bush, rushed at it and fell into a trap.
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