How to compose a fairy tale yourself - samples for 3. Good fairy tales written by children

Come up with an intriguing opening. Basically, all fairy tales begin with the words “Once upon a time...” or “Once upon a time...”. You can choose either a standard beginning or a more original option. For example, start like this: “Once upon a time there was a girl...” or “In the world of the future, on the outskirts of the universe, there lived a guy...”.

• In the first line of text, introduce readers to the characters or setting. Thanks to this, they will immediately become interested in the plot and be transported to a fictional world.

Come up with unusual heroes. Every fairy tale has heroes whose fate the reader should worry about. Usually the hero is a simple person who changes or gains new powers as a result of a fabulous event. Try giving your heroes unusual powers or abilities that will help them defeat the villain.

• For example, make the heroine a loner girl in high school. She could get lost in a new area of ​​the city and meet unusual or magical creatures there.

Identify the villain. Every fairy tale has a villain who represents the dark side. The villain may be a magical creature or a powerful person with unusual powers. Such a villain usually comes into conflict with the main character and prevents him from achieving his goal.

• For example, make the villain a magical rabbit who hates people. He can actively interfere with your heroine’s search for a way out of an unfamiliar part of the city.

Use simple and understandable language. Usually fairy tales are intended for all age groups - from toddlers to adults. The language of the tale should be simple and understandable to the reader. Avoid using long and loaded sentences or complex and difficult to pronounce words.

• Fairy tales usually focus on the characters, setting, and plot. The language fades into the background and gives way to the magical elements of the story.

Come up with a moral. Fairy tales teach the reader new things and teach an educational lesson. The moral does not always have to be obvious or expressed in words, but try to reach each reader through the characters, plot, and surrounding situation.

Short stories can be quickly created in several ways.

Every mother knows how important it is to tell her child fairy tales. And with what pleasure the baby listens to these magical stories! If your little miracle already knows all the fairy tales by heart, don’t get lost, come up with new ones together with your child, because this will help develop speech, imagination, thinking and memory! With Gianni Rodari's advice it's not difficult at all.

1. A fairy tale “in a new way”

Folk tales and their interpretations are an inexhaustible source of topics. You can remember a familiar fairy tale and remake it: for example, give the main character traits of your child, weave a real-life incident into the plot, or change the circumstances in which the characters exist.

2. “And what happened then”

If the child is already well acquainted with any fairy tale, invite him to think together about what happened to the characters after the fairy tale ended. Did Cinderella like living in the palace, or did she and the prince run away and build their own house? How did all the heroes of the fairy tale divide the turnip among themselves?

3. "Tales from the Inside Out"

How would the plot of Little Red Riding Hood turn out if the wolf was good and the girl was evil? Kolobok did not run away from his grandparents, but stayed with them... A maybe he made friends with everyone along the way, and together they outwitted the fox - fantasize!

4. “Fairytale salad”

Well-known characters will help push your imagination towards a new story. For example, instead of the good aunt fairy, Cinderella would have had running boots in her closet. How will she get to the ball with their help?

5. "The Glass Man"

Come up with an unusual character and describe his life. What is his house like? Behavior? Friends? In the process of description, you and your child will definitely come across an interesting detail that will help develop the plot.

6. "Fantastic Subtraction"

Try it mentally remove from a fairy tale something that exists in the world.“One day Zebra woke up without black stripes on her fur...”, “Masha woke up in the morning, and there was no sun in the sky...”

7. Funny stories on the go

Short stories can be quickly created in several ways. The first is to build a story on a mistake (for example, a boy always puts socks on his hands), the second is to “revive” a metaphor you know (“time has stood still,” “sweet speeches”). The third way is to mentally place an ordinary character in an unusual context for him ( a fish - on a tree, a toothbrush - on a shelf with toys).

8. Stories at the table

You can create stories for little ones by bringing objects on the table to life during feeding. Give objects or parts of the body unusual properties, for example, a nose-faucet, a spoon-ship, etc. - and a little fairy tale will be born by itself.published

In the textbooks on literary reading of some teaching materials for grades 2-3, there are tasks to compose a fairy tale or story on your own. In fact, this is not difficult to do, you just need to grasp the idea. Often it is given not just to compose a fairy tale, but a fairy tale on a specific topic, for example, its meaning should be some kind of proverb. In the program there is a planet of knowledge, for example: “tackle a good deed skillfully” or others of your choice.

Made up fairy tales

First, practice on something simple, without a predetermined topic (in the Russian school educational complex, for example, the task appears to be simply to compose a fairy tale). Maybe you remember some interesting and instructive incident from life, you can come up with it yourself. You can create your own by analogy with famous fairy tales. Here are examples of fairy tales written by children, let them inspire you to write your own.

Why does a hare have long ears?

Once upon a time there lived a little bunny. He was constantly bragging about something. He boasted of his white fluffy tail, his sharp teeth, his keen eyes. One day he sat on a stump and boasted to the whole forest that he was able to jump over the highest hummock in this forest. The bunny did not notice how a wolf crept up from behind and grabbed him by the ears. The bunny struggled, struggled, and forcibly escaped. Look at yourself, the wolf pulled out his ears. Now the bunny looks at his long ears and sits quietly under a bush, without sticking out.

Oak.

The little acorn lost his hat and went in search of it. He jumped over the roots of the papa oak tree, ruffled the withered grass and looked under the leaves:

- This is not my hat, it’s too big and too big for me!
– And this one, double, will suit twin acorns.
– And this is last year’s, they don’t wear them like this anymore this season!

The acorn looked for a long time for its cap, got tired and fell asleep. He woke up in the spring, the sun was warm, it was warm. He looks, he is not an acorn, but a small oak tree, and he no longer needs a hat.

The tale of a traffic light arrogant.

A new traffic light was installed at the intersection. He was tall, slender and full of self-esteem.

Who said that you have to turn on the colors one by one, it’s much more beautiful to shimmer with all the colors at once, the Traffic Light decided and stared at the road with all 12 eyes.
- Hey, what are you doing! - the cars started beeping.

They huddled together in fear and nuzzled each other like blind kittens.

You look like cuttlefish! - the traffic light shouted to them from above and swayed with laughter.

A girl approached the crossing. “So pretty!” – thought the traffic light and winked at her in three colors at once. And again the indignant squeal of brakes.

“Just think,” Traffic Light was offended. “I’ll take it and pass out! Let’s see how you cope here without me!”

I thought so and went out.
And the next day, another traffic light was installed at the intersection, responsible and reliable.

Write a fairy tale or story, the name and meaning of which can be one of the proverbs:

1. It's better to lose with a smart person than to find with a fool.
2. The head is thick, but the head is empty.
3. They don't beat with a spear, but with their minds.
4. If there was intelligence, there would be a ruble.
5. A stupid mind lets you go around the world.

The head is thick, but the head is empty

In one small town there lived a girl with beautiful blue eyes and blond curls. Like all girls, she went to school, where she was given a lot of homework. She didn’t like it very much: during class she thought about how beautiful she was, and at home she admired herself in the mirror. Every morning she had to do her homework, although she was only attracted to the numerous combs and hairpins. One day she couldn’t resist and decided to give herself a beautiful hairstyle instead of sitting down to her textbooks. She came to school with unlearned lessons. When she was called to the board, she was confused and did not know what to answer. The teacher looked reproachfully at the girl and her beautiful hairstyle and said: her head is thick, but her head is empty. She felt very ashamed, and her curled locks no longer pleased her.

A stupid mind lets you around the world

One day a guy decided to earn some money. Give me, he thinks, I’ll help the neighbors, and they’ll give me money for it. I came to the first neighbor and offered to walk her dog. The neighbor agreed. The boy let the dog off the leash, and she ran away. The neighbor didn’t pay him, and even demanded money from him for the dog. The boy thought that it would be easier for other neighbors to go to the grocery store. I offered it to them. And he put the money in a holey pocket, and it fell out along the way. No food, no money, we had to give ours to our neighbors again. So he sits and thinks about how he can help his third neighbors and get a bonus for it. This is how a stupid mind goes around the world!

If there was intelligence, there would be a ruble

Once upon a time there lived two brothers. Both are tall, slender, black-haired - beautiful to look at, but one is smart, the other not so much. One day they came across a treasure map. The brothers decided to go in search of them. It was shown on the map that treasures were hidden in the dense forest. The brothers approached a large spruce tree at the edge of the forest. From there you need to go north. The elder brother looks at which side of the tree the ants built the anthill on, where there is more moss, where there is less, and realizes where is the north. And the younger one just scratched the back of his head and followed the older one. A bear meets them. The elder climbed the tree, called the younger one to follow him, and he grabbed a stick and teased the bear. Bear on him. The boy started to run, only his heels sparkled. And the elder climbed down from the tree and dug up the treasure. If there was intelligence, there would be a ruble!

They beat you not with a spear, but with your mind

Once upon a time there lived Ivashka. He decided to go on a trip. He took the pie with him and set off to wander around the world. Ivashka found a cave. There he met two giants. They thought that Ivashka was very weak and decided to have a competition. Who is stronger? The cave is given to the one who wins. The first competition: you have to squeeze the juice out of a stone. Ivashka remembered that he had taken a pie with him. He took out the pie and squeezed out the filling. “You are strong,” said the giant. Second test: you have to throw a stone high. “Your stone fell to the ground, but mine will not fall.” Ivashka caught a bird that was passing by and threw it up. The bird flew away. The giant gave Ivashka the cave. They don't beat with a spear, but with their minds.

A TALE ABOUT THOUGHTS

In the city of Bimbograd, a tree grew in the central square. A tree is like a tree - the most ordinary. Trunk. Bark. Branches. Leaves. And yet it was magical, because Thoughts lived on it: Smart, Kind, Evil, Stupid, Cheerful and even Wonderful.

Every morning with the first rays of the sun, Thoughts woke up, did exercises, washed themselves and scattered around the city.

They flew to Tailors and Postmen, Doctors and Drivers, Builders and Teachers. They hurried to schoolchildren and very young children who were just learning to walk. Thoughts flew to serious bulldogs and curly-haired lapdogs, to cats, pigeons and aquarium fish.

Therefore, from early morning, all the inhabitants of the city: people, cats, dogs, pigeons - everyone did different things. Smart or stupid. Good or evil.

The thoughts had a lot of work to do, especially the Cheerful, Smart and Kind ones. They had to be in time everywhere and visit everyone, not forget anyone: neither big nor small. “In our city,” they often said, “there should be as much jokes, joy, smiles and fun as possible.”

And they flew over large avenues and small streets, over long squares and huge squares, ahead of their harmful relatives: Stupid, Evil and Boring Thoughts.

How upset Smart, Cheerful and Kind Thoughts once were when bad weather came to their city. She brought with her a cold wind, covered the sky with black, shaggy clouds and dumped stinging rain on the squares and streets of Bimbograd. Bad weather sent city residents home. Kind, Cheerful and Smart Thoughts were very upset. But their harmful sisters, Evil and Stupid, on the contrary, were happy. “Now that it’s cold and damp,” they thought, “no one will have fun. We will quarrel with everyone, even the kindest and most affectionate.” This is how the evil ones reasoned when they went to the residents of the city.

But they rejoiced in vain. The harmful sisters forgot that another Thought lives on the tree - their distant relative, Wonderful Thought.A wonderful thought did not often come to the residents of the city. But if she visited someone, miracles began to happen in the city. Important Engineers remembered their childhood and arranged colorful fireworks and salutes. And the Cooks and Confectioners amazed the city residents with such cakes and pastries that even Architects and Artists gasped: “That’s it,” they exclaimed, “let’s sign up to become Confectioners!”

On that rainy, cloudy day, Wonderful Thought thought for a long time about who she should come to, and decided that she had not been to the Merry Shoemaker for a long time. The Cheerful Shoemaker was indeed a cheerful man. But on this day he was sad. The bad weather spoiled his mood.

But as soon as Wonderful Thought looked into his workshop, the face of the Cheerful Shoemaker became cheerful again. The master took out a brush, and soon the shoes became lilac and red, the cornflowers and daisies he had painted bloomed on the heels, and the socks were decorated with butterflies and dragonflies.

He worked tirelessly, and only when the last black shoe turned lilac did he put down his brush and go outside.

"Hey! - he shouted. Children of Bimbograd, I need you! The city needs you! Run here and we will defeat the bad weather!”

And soon boys and girls, dressed in colorful shoes, boots, slippers and boots, walked through the streets and squares. In multi-colored - blue, red, yellow - puddles, a black cloud was reflected and turned into a blue, red, yellow cloud. And when the last cloud turned into a lilac cloud, the bad weather passed.

Vashchenko Maria. 5-V

GOOD TALE

Once upon a time there lived different vegetables in the garden. Onions also grew among these vegetables. He was very clumsy, fat and unkempt. He had a lot of clothes, and they were all unbuttoned. He was very bitter, and whoever did not approach him, everyone cried. Therefore, no one wanted to be friends with onions. And only the beautiful, slender red pepper treated it well, because it itself was also bitter.

Onion grew up in the garden and dreamed of doing something good.

Meanwhile, the owner of the garden caught a cold and could not care for the vegetables. The plants began to dry out and lose their beauty.

And then the vegetables remembered the healing properties of onions and began to ask him to cure their mistress. Onion was very happy about this: after all, he had long dreamed of a good deed.

He cured the owner of the garden and thereby saved all the vegetables, which were grateful to him for this.

The onion forgot all the insults, and the vegetables began to be friends with it.

Matroskin Igor. 5th grade

CHAMOMILE

A chamomile grew in one garden. She was beautiful: large white petals, a yellow heart, carved green leaves. And everyone who looked at her admired her beauty. The birds sang songs to her, the bees collected nectar, the rains watered her, and the sun warmed her. And the chamomile grew to the delight of people.

But now summer has passed. Cold winds blew, birds flew away to warmer regions, trees began to shed yellow leaves. It became cold and lonely in the garden. And only the chamomile was still as white and beautiful.

One night a strong north wind blew and frost appeared on the ground. It seemed that the flower’s fate was decided.

But the children who lived in the neighboring house decided to save the chamomile. They transplanted her into a pot, brought her into a warm house and did not leave her side all day, warming her with their breath and love. And in gratitude for their kindness and affection, the chamomile bloomed all winter, delighting everyone with its beauty.

Love and care, attention and kindness are needed not only by flowers...

Shakhveranova Leila. 5-A class

ADVENTURES OF AUTUMN LEAF

Kharchenko Ksenia. 5-A class

AUTUMN PARK

Autumn is my favorite time of year. Nature sums up the past summer. And how wonderful it is to be in the park at this time!

And here is my favorite oak forest. Mighty and majestic oak trees are preparing for a cold and long winter. Their leaves still hold tightly to the branches. And only ripe acorns fall into the yellow autumn grass.

And the Moskovka River flows very close by. Autumn nature is reflected in its water, like in a mirror. Golden leaves - like boats - float downstream. No birdsong is heard, majestic swans are nowhere to be seen. They left the park a long time ago and flew to warmer climes.

And at this time I want to say in verse:

Escaping from the northern blizzards,

In autumn, birds move south.

And we can hear the hubbub

From river reeds.

The starlings have long since flown away to the south,

And the swallows disappeared across the sea from the blizzards.

They will stay with us on rainy days

Crows, and doves, and sparrows.

They are not afraid of the harsh winter,

But everyone will wait for the return of spring.

Goodbye my park. I will look forward to seeing you after the winter blizzards and bad weather.

Klochko Victoria. 5-B class

WHO SHOWS DREAMS

Have you noticed that sometimes you dream and sometimes you don’t? I'll tell you why this happens.

On a very distant star there lives a good fairy, and this fairy has many, many daughters, little fairies. When night falls and the star on which tiny fairies live lights up, the fairy mother gives fairy tales to her daughters. And the fairy babies fly to Earth, flying into those houses where there are children.

But the little fairies do not show fairy tales to all children. They usually sit on the eyelashes of closed eyes, and since some children do not go to bed on time, fairies cannot sit on their eyelashes.

And when morning comes and the stars go out, the little fairies fly home to tell their mother who and what fairy tales they showed.

Now you know that you need to go to bed on time to see the fairy tales.

Good night!

Fisherman Ksyusha. 5-A class

CHAMOMILES IN JANUARY

The puppy Sharik and the duckling Fluff watched the snowflakes swirl outside the window and shivered from the frost.

Cold! – the puppy clicked his teeth.

In the summer, of course, it’s warmer... - said the duckling and hid his beak under his wing.

Do you want summer to come again? – Sharik asked.

Want. But that doesn't happen...

The grass was green on the leaf and little suns of daisies shone everywhere. And above them, in the corner of the picture, the real summer sun sparkled.

You came up with a good idea! - the duckling praised Sharik. - I have never seen daisies... in January. Now I don’t care about any frost.

Malyarenko E. 5-G class

GOLD AUTUMN

CHAMOMILE

A chamomile grew in one garden. She was beautiful: large white petals, a yellow heart, carved green leaves. And everyone who looked at her admired her beauty. The birds sang songs to her, the bees collected nectar, the rains watered her, and the sun warmed her. And the chamomile grew to the delight of people.

But now summer has passed. Cold winds blew, birds flew away to warmer regions, trees began to shed yellow leaves. It became cold and lonely in the garden. And only the chamomile was still as white and beautiful.

One night a strong north wind blew and frost appeared on the ground. It seemed that the flower’s fate was decided.

But the children who lived in the neighboring house decided to save the chamomile. They transplanted her into a pot, brought her into a warm house and did not leave her side all day, warming her with their breath and love. And in gratitude for their kindness and affection, the chamomile bloomed all winter, delighting everyone with its beauty.

Love and care, attention and kindness are needed not only by flowers...

Shakhveranova Leila. 5-A class

ADVENTURES OF AUTUMN LEAF

Autumn has come. It was cold, the wind was blowing. The wind tore off the leaves from the maple tree and carried it away into an unknown distance. And so he got to the very top branch and plucked the last leaf.

The leaf said goodbye to the tree and flew over the river, past the fishermen, across the bridge. He was carried so fast that he did not have time to see where he was flying.

Having flown over the houses, the leaf ended up in the park, where it saw colorful maple leaves. He immediately met one, and they flew on. At the playground, they circled the kids, rode down the slide with them, and rode on the swings.

But suddenly the sky frowned, black clouds gathered and heavy rain began to fall. The leaves were carried onto the window of a car that was parked by the road. The driver brushed them off with his windshield wipers, and they fell onto a pile of leaves on the side of the road. What a pity that the trip was short...

Kharchenko Ksenia. 5-A class

ONCE UPON A TIME AT SCHOOL

One morning I came to school and, as always, went into room No. 223. But I didn’t see my classmates in it. Harry Potter, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley were there at that time. They learned magic, turning objects into living beings with one wave of a magic wand. I immediately closed the door because I didn't want to be turned into some kind of animal.

I went in search of my classmates and along the way I met fairy-tale characters: Uncle Fyodor, Matroskin the cat, Winnie the Pooh. But they passed by without noticing me.

Looking into another office, I saw Snow White and the seven dwarfs cleaning the classroom and laughing merrily. I also felt happy, and I moved on in a good mood.

Famous writers sat in another office: Pushkin, Nekrasov, Shevchenko, Chukovsky. They wrote poems and read them to each other. And in the drawing room, great artists discussed Roerich’s painting “Overseas Guests.” I had to carefully close the door so as not to disturb them.

Having looked into the diary, I went to the music room, where I finally met my friends. I was late for class and had to wait until the bell rang to tell them what I had seen. But after the lesson, we didn’t find anyone I met. The guys didn't believe me. And you?

Shulga Sasha. 5-A class.

UMBRELLA

Once upon a time there lived an ordinary boy. One day he was walking down the street. It was a wonderful sunny day, but suddenly the wind came and the sky was covered with clouds. It became cold and gloomy.

The tales of Lera Bannikova, Masha Lokshina, Lena Nekrasova, Artem Levintana, Dani Levin, Dasha Popova and Masha Chernova were awarded special diplomas.

We present the guys' work.

Chernova Masha

Strong love

Late in the evening, an evil sorceress settled in the castle. She wanted to become the most powerful sorceress in the world to take over the world. For this she came up with a plan. The sorceress wanted to turn into a beautiful princess who lived next door, and turn the princess into some kind of animal or bird. Then she could take possession of her kingdom and the neighboring one.
The princess of that kingdom had beautiful black hair, green eyes and a slightly snub nose. The princess's name was Aurora. She was friends with a prince from a neighboring kingdom.
The prince's name was Charles. He was a real prince.
The witch wanted to turn Aurora into a fat Christmas goose so that she would be eaten at Christmas, but the princess turned into a beautiful swan because she was very good, kind and beautiful. The swan princess flew out the open window and settled in the forest.
Charles went looking for Aurora because he loved her very much. He was riding a horse and came across the witch's palace. The cunning witch came out to the prince in the form of Aurora and said to him:
- Take me away from here quickly!
Charles did not believe the witch; he felt that the princess was somehow different from always.
Then the angry witch cast a spell on him so that the prince would believe her every word. But the prince's love was so strong that her spell did not work.
Charles did not show that the spell had no effect on him. And he took the witch Aurora through the forest. They drove up to the river. The bridge was very fragile, and it could not have supported the three of them. Charles let his horse go first. When the horse walked across the bridge, the bridge suddenly became wider, and the horse passed as if nothing had happened. Then the witch went. But the bridge did not expand, but, on the contrary, began to narrow even more. The sorceress fell off the bridge, but grabbed onto a stone. Charles helped her get out - he extended his hand to her. But then he suddenly grabbed her by the neck and began to shake her over the abyss, asking: “Where is the real Aurora?” The sorceress replied: “You will never find her!” She flies in the forest with wild birds!” Charles threw the witch into the abyss.
The prince went to look for the princess in the forest. One thing he knew for sure was that the princess was now a bird. He thought: “Why didn’t the spell break?” While thinking, he came across a lake where birds were swimming - white and black swans. And the prince suddenly felt that his beloved was here. A snow-white bird flew up to him. He felt that it was her, it was Aurora. He took the bird in his arms and carried it to his palace.
A good old wizard lived in Charles's palace. The wizard told the prince that the spell could be broken with a kiss. Charles kissed the bird and it turned into Aurora.
They lived happily ever after, had many children and died on the same day.

Nekrasova Lena

Tale of a cat

Once upon a time there lived a good sorceress. Her name was Cecile. She knew how to turn evil creatures into good ones. She had an angry black cat named Melida. Cecile didn't know that she was evil because Melida only became evil at night. When Cecile slept, Melida turned into a spirit, and in order to become a cat again in the morning, she needed to find any ordinary black cat and kill it. Without this, she could not regain her cat form.
On a summer night, when Cecile was fast asleep, Melida, as always, turned into a spirit and went to look for her new victim. She searched all night, but never found it.
When morning came, Melida's spirit sat on the apple tree that grew in the yard. But in doing this, he was very mistaken.
The fact is that Cecil’s brother Jack, who was famous for his incredible strength, picked apples from this particular apple tree every morning. This morning Jack came in as usual and began shaking the apple tree. No matter how hard Melida tried to stay in the branches, she still fell.
Jack covered it like a butterfly with a handkerchief, put it in his pocket and took it to Cecile. Cecile began to ask the spirit who he was, where he came from and what he was doing on her tree? The spirit realized that Cecile was not going to do anything wrong, and revealed that he was actually the enchanted cat Melida.
Cecile felt sorry for Melida and all the other cats that her spirit had to kill at night. So she turned the spirit back into a cat.
Now forever.

Maritime history

One girl went to the sea with her mom and dad. Dad and mom were sunbathing in the sun, and the girl swam and swam far, far away. Then a strong storm began. The girl's circle was carried away and she drowned.
She woke up at the bottom. There were many colorful fish swimming around. As soon as she opened her eyes, a large, very beautiful fish swam up to her. Oddly enough, the girl could breathe, speak and even hear. She tried to float up, but she couldn’t because two jellyfish were holding her hands. As soon as she jerked, one of the jellyfish stung her. It didn't hurt very much.
The girl looked around. She saw that she was in an old ship, and she also saw a door through which a large beautiful fish swam in. The girl gathered her strength and tried to break free. And she succeeded. She opened the door and was free.
She surfaced not far from the shore and saw that mom and dad were still sunbathing in the sun.

Life in a dream

The girl Zhenya played the computer a lot. One day, dad gave her a strange game. It was called “If you lose, you won’t come out again.” Zhenya began to play it. She suffered for a long time, nothing worked for her, and most importantly, she couldn’t leave the game either. Evening came. Zhenya left the computer on. At night she had a dream in which she played her new game and easily completed all the tasks, although during the day she could not do anything.
In the morning, Zhenya started playing on the computer again. The same game. And again I couldn’t get out of it. That night the girl had a terrible dream. Zhenya woke up, saw a hole in the wall and looked into it. She saw how the sun was shining, although it was night, how the children were playing... And she went there. It was very similar to the game her dad gave her. As soon as Zhenya entered, she saw that there was no way out. The girl began to hammer at the wall, but all in vain. She ran up to the children, but they turned out to be not alive, but just dolls. So the girl remained living in her dream.

Tarasova Kristina

Little Fairy

On the shore of a large lake, a little Fairy lived in a beautiful house. She had a magic wand.
With her help, the Fairy helped the unfortunate and made everything beautiful around her house. On the other side lived an evil Magician. He didn't like the Fairy because she was kind. He wanted to destroy her. The magician turned into a gray wolf and ran to the other side of the lake. The fairy noticed the limping wolf and ran out of her house, taking the medicine with her. The wolf began to whine, but the Fairy felt something was wrong. She took out her magic wand and recited the spell. The wolf turned into a magician again. He started throwing fireballs at her. The Little Fairy decided not to use her magic and hid behind a tree. She took a ball of thread from her pocket, quickly pulled it between the trees and called the Magician. "I'm here! I'm here! – the Fairy shouted, luring the Magician. The evil wizard did not notice the trap, stumbled and sprawled on the grass. The Fairy instantly picked a dandelion, because she knew that if she blew on the Magician, he would explode. She did just that. The fairy gathered all her strength and blew. The magician has disappeared. A real holiday began in the forest, everyone was singing and having fun!

Marmontov Andrey

Wallet
Once upon a time there lived a woodcutter. His name was Jack. He worked all day at work. And he received a pittance. And then he met the devil. And the goblin said: “Don’t cut down the trees, take this wallet, but promise that you will use it if you count all the money in it.” Jack said, “I promise!” – and, grabbing his wallet, ran home.
He didn’t eat or sleep, but kept counting and counting. Counting and counting, he died, counting the third million.

Levintan Artem

Journey

In one fairy-tale forest there lived animals who could talk. They had a wise ruler - a bear named Stepan. But he had a grief: his daughter disappeared. The king of the forest kingdom gave an order: whoever finds his daughter will receive half of the forest castle.
The hare decided to do this. He came to the palace of the king of the forest kingdom and told the king that he would go look for his daughter. The next morning the hare took the bag of food and walked, moving further and further from the kingdom. He walked and saw a crying bird. The hare asks: “Why are you crying, bird of Horus?” Horus replies: “I can’t find food for my chicks.” The hare says: “Take half a loaf of bread.” The bird said: “Thank you, hare.” What can I do for you? He asks: “Did you see who stole the princess?” She replies: “I saw who stole it - it was a wolf.” They walked along the path.
They walk and walk and see that the path ends. And suddenly two fox cubs crawl out of the bushes. The hare asks: “Did you see where the wolf went?” And the little foxes responded: “We saw it, but we’ll tell you if you take us with you.” He agreed and they went together. And suddenly they noticed that rain was approaching. The hare said: “We should find shelter before it starts to rain.”
They saw a spruce tree in the distance and went towards it. We waited under it all day. The next morning they woke up and saw mice running around in the distance. And when the mice approached them, the hare asked: “Didn’t you see where the wolf and the princess went?” And the mice said that it was over there, and begged to be taken with them.
They walked and walked and saw that there was a big river ahead. And the hare says: “Let's build a raft.” Everyone agreed and began to build a raft. Two little foxes carried the roots, and the hare took the logs and tied them with the roots. The next morning the raft was ready to sail. Their whole team was assembled, and they swam.
They swam and swam and suddenly saw an island. And they landed on this island and went into the cave. They found the princess there, untied her and ran with her to the raft. But the wolf noticed them and ran after them. But they were already on the raft, and the hare gave the command to sail away. But the wolf went crazy. He wanted to jump onto the raft. But the raft was far away. The wolf jumped and fell into the water. And he drowned.
When the hare brought the princess, her father fulfilled his promise.

Popova Dasha

Spring came

It was bad for the animals this winter. The chickadees say - we want warmth, the bunnies say - we want warmth, and winter has become even more angry. The squirrels, who had stockpiled supplies, hid some and waited for even colder days to come. And suddenly, out of nowhere, a magpie flew in and started babbling: “Spring is coming! Spring!"
The animals were happy. Winter says: “I’ll freeze spring, I’ll destroy it!” there were many sad and disappointed faces in the forest. The bunnies, squirrels, and bear cubs cried because spring could not cope with winter: the cold snow did not go away, it lay as if nothing had happened. Small thawed patches glowed, but the snow immediately covered them up. Winter did not want to give power to spring. And then spring decided to outwit winter. She went to the meadow and began to defrost it. Winter rushed to sweep it away, and spring ran into the forest, warming the Christmas trees and animals. Winter couldn't do anything.
Spring won, and each animal gave her a snowdrop. In the end, a whole mountain of snowdrops showed off in the warm hands of spring.

Larionova Dasha

A tale of all sorts of things

Once upon a time there lived an old man and an old woman by the very blue sea. The old man went fishing. The first time he caught Emelya on the stove - it didn’t help! The second time he caught the trough, thought... He thought and threw the trough. The third time I caught the golden frying pan. He took it home and said: “Here’s an old golden frying pan for you, now you’ll bake pancakes for me.” Well, the old woman began to bake. I prepared it and put it in the window to chill. And the frying pan was not simple, it was rejuvenating. Whoever fries something on it and eats what he cooks will become forever younger. But the old man and the old woman did not know this. They wanted to live and live, which is probably why they got the golden frying pan. When the pancakes cooled down, the old woman set the table. The old people began to eat. When we ate and looked at each other, we couldn’t believe our eyes! Who were they? In my opinion, they dreamed of being a boy and a girl. And they began to live even better than they had lived!

Ivanov Vova

Magic stick

Once upon a time there lived in a certain village an evil man named Gazli. And the good boy Samm worked for him. One day the owner sent the boy to the forest for firewood. There was little brushwood in the forest, and it took him a long time to collect it. When he picked up an armful of brushwood and came home, the owner began to scold Samm for staying in the forest for a long time. At this time, an old man approached Gazli’s house. He walked from afar and was very thirsty. The old man asked Gazli for water to drink, but he drove the poor man out of the yard. Samm took pity on the old man and gave him a whole ladle of water. For this the old man gave the boy a stick. And this stick was magic. If you told her: “Come on, help me with a stick,” then the stick began to beat the one who offended the boy.
One day the evil owner of Gazli was beaten with a stick, and since then he has never hurt the boy Samm.

Levilien Danya

Friendly trees

Two trees grew nearby - an elm and a hazel. They were very friendly with each other.
One clear winter morning the men arrived there. They cut down these trees, loaded them onto sleighs and took them to their home. And so the hazel tree says: - Goodbye, brother! Now we will never meet again. And how fun and friendly we lived!
- Farewell, my comrade, and remember me! - answered the elm.
Time has passed. The men made sleds and skis from elm, and ski poles from hazel.
The guys came to ride down the hill.
- Great, buddy! - the skis exclaimed when they saw the nut sticks. “Now we will meet every day on this hill and will always be friends.”
Both the hazel and the elm were very happy with their fate.
That’s the end of the fairy tale, whoever wrote it is a great guy.

Arosyeva Ira

Two kittens

Once, when I was relaxing at the dacha, I became friends with a girl named Alice. And at her dacha there were two abandoned kittens, a brother and a sister, although we didn’t know their names.
The kittens lived under Alice's house. And in the morning and evening they came to me for a walk. The boy was gray, and the girl was red and white. I fed them milk and cookies. They really liked the food. They climbed trees. When they didn't like something, they bit lightly. They loved to run after each other around the well.
Once a boy climbed onto the roof of our house and could not get down. And we are from the attic window. Meanwhile, his sister climbed a tree and could not come down. And then we went down from the attic and took it down. In order for the kittens to survive the winter, we built a house out of a box, laid a warm rug there and put food and drink there.

Bannikova Lera

Two stars

Once upon a time there lived in space one small beautiful star, and no one noticed her. But once a little star saw next to her the same very small one - a little star. The next night she went to see that little star. And I told her that she wanted to have a girlfriend. She readily agreed, and they went for a walk together to celebrate.
They walked further and further from the house and did not notice how lost they were. The stars began to look for the way home, but they did not find it. They began to look for other planets and stars.
The first planet they came across was the strange name Mercury. The stars asked Mercury: “Where is the Blue-Red region?” Mercury said the area was little known and he didn't have a map. Mercury suggested that they go to his younger brother Pluto.
But Pluto did not have the card that the stars needed. Then Pluto said that the stars should go to his friend Saturn.
The stars flew towards Saturn. On the way we almost fell into a black hole, but finally got there.
Saturn had the map that the stars needed. Saturn showed the stars where their area was, called the comet and strictly ordered that the comet take the stars to their home. The stars landed on the comet and flew to their home in a few moments.
But the comet did not want to part with them. Then they came up with an activity that was interesting for all three.
The comet began to transport the stars to different planets and stars, and the stars studied everything they saw.
Since then, the stars have never been lost. And, perhaps, we visited planet Earth.

Lokshina Masha

There lived a king. He had a daughter - a beauty - a beauty! He decided to marry her off. The ball was fun! Suddenly all the candles went out, the curtains came off and the evil sorcerer Tam-Tam appeared. He approached the king and asked for his daughter's hand in marriage. The king refused. Then the evil sorcerer got angry, growled and turned the princess into a green prickly cactus. And disappeared.
The king was grieving. I watered the cactus all the time and placed it in the sun in the window. So two months passed. The king called all the gardeners, all the botanists to him and said: “Whoever lifts the spell from my daughter, I will give her to him as a wife and half the kingdom.”
Botanists thought for a long time, but no fertilizers helped the cactus (princess).
At night, one astrologer jumped out of bed with the words “Eureka!” and rushed to the sovereign’s bedroom. He dreamed that if the handsome prince kissed the cactus, the spell would break. It didn't take long to find Prince Charming! The next day, as always, going out onto the porch, the king saw a carriage. Prince Ivanushka was sitting in it. Seeing the cactus, the prince asked to stop the carriage. He picked up a prickly cactus and wanted to buy it, since the prince did not have a cactus in his garden. But suddenly all the horses were stung by bees at once. The horses took off running, and the prince flew face first into a cactus and kissed it! The princess has lost her spell! And they fell in love with each other!

Nikolaeva Zhenya

Giraffe and turtle

Once upon a time there were two friends: a giraffe and a turtle. The turtle's birthday was coming soon: it was turning 250 years old. The holiday was planned to be wonderful. There was only one thing that upset the giraffe: he didn’t know what gift to give the turtle. And the turtle loved to dance, but could not, because he moved very slowly. Then the giraffe came up with a great idea: he would give her two pairs of skates.
The turtle's birthday has arrived. The giraffe solemnly handed her the roller skates and taught her to ride them. When the stars came out in the evening, the dancing began. And in the center, the giraffe and the turtle on roller skates danced the most fun of all.

Sipeikin Nikita

flying hat

One day, when my friend Vova was visiting me, we decided to read. We sat down on the bed, Vovka opened a magazine about cars. Suddenly it became cool, I looked at the open window. And for some reason there was a hat lying on the windowsill. The hat is my grandfather's favorite one. I wanted to take her, but she jumped and flew to the floor. Suddenly the hat lifted, we got scared and ran into the next room. Vovka told me that N. Nosov had such a story, there was a kitten under his hat. And suddenly we heard from the next room “Kar! Kar!” I say: “So this is, right, a crow? Maybe the hat was a vacuum cleaner?”
And then grandfather came and saw the flying hat and picked it up. And we all saw a little crow. We went into the yard and let him out.

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