Folk tale tails. Fairy tale tails. Acquaintance with the Russian folk tale "Tails"

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The Fly flew to the Man and said:
You are the master of all the animals, you can do everything. Make me a tail.
- Why do you have a tail? - says Man.
- And then I have a tail, - says the Fly, - why do all animals have it, - for beauty.
- I do not know such animals, which have a tail for beauty. And you live well without a tail.
The Fly got angry and let the Man get bored: it sits on a sweet dish, but it flies on his nose, it buzzes in one ear, then in the other. Tired, no strength! The man says to her:
- OK! Fly you, Fly, into the forest, to the river, to the field. If you find there an animal, a bird or a reptile whose tail is only hung for beauty, you can take its tail for yourself. I allow.
The fly was delighted and flew out the window.
She flies through the garden and sees: a slug is crawling along a leaf. The Fly flew up to the Slug and shouted:
- Give me your tail, Slug! You have it for beauty.
- What are you, what are you! Slug says. - I don’t even have a tail: it’s my belly. I squeeze it and unclench it - that's the only way I crawl. I am a gastropod.
The fly sees - it was mistaken - and flew on.
She flew to the river, and in the river Fish and Cancer - both with tails. Fly to Fish:

Give me your tail! You have it for beauty.
- Not at all for beauty, - replies the Fish. - My tail is a steering wheel. You see: I need to turn right - I turn my tail to the right. It is necessary to the left - I put the tail to the left. I can't give you my tail.
Fly to Cancer:
- Give me your tail, Cancer!
“I can’t give it back,” Cancer replies. - My legs are weak, thin, I can't row them. And my tail is wide and strong. As I slap my tail on the water, so they will throw me up. Slap, slap - and swim where I need to. I have a tail instead of an oar.
The fly flew on. She flew into the forest, sees: a Woodpecker sits on a bitch, a fly to him:
- Give me your tail, Woodpecker! You only have it for beauty.
- Here's a freak! - says Woodpecker. - But how am I going to hammer trees, go looking for myself, arrange nests for children?
- And you're with your nose, - says the Fly.
- Nose-nose, - the Woodpecker answers, - but you can’t do without a tail. Look how I peck.
The Woodpecker rested its strong, hard tail against the bark, swung its whole body, and as it hit its nose on a branch - only chips flew!
The fly sees: it’s true, the Woodpecker sits on the tail when it hammers - it’s impossible for him without a tail. The tail serves as a support for him.
She flew further.
Sees: Deer in the bushes with her deer. And Deer has a tail - a small, fluffy, white tail. The fly buzzes:
- Give me your tail, Deer!
The deer got scared.
- What are you, what are you! - He speaks. - If I give you my tail, then my deer will be lost.
- Why do deer need your tail? - Mukha was surprised.
- And how, - says Deer. - The wolf is chasing us. I'm going to the forest to hide. And deer follow me. Only they can't see me between the trees. And I wave my white tail like a handkerchief: “Run here, here!” They see - a white one flickers ahead - they run after me. So we will all run away from the Wolf.
Nothing to do, the Fly flew on.
She flew on and saw the Fox. Oh, and the tail of the Fox! Lush and red, beautiful, beautiful!
“Well,” the Fly thinks, “this one will be my tail.”
She flew up to the Fox, shouting:
- Give me your tail!
- What are you, Muha! Fox answers. - Yes, without a tail, I'll be lost. Dogs will chase after me, they will catch me, tailless, quickly. And I will deceive them with my tail.
- How can you, - asks the Fly, - deceive them with your tail?
- And when the dogs start to overtake me, I wag my tail! - tail to the right, itself to the left. The dogs will see that my tail has darted to the right, and they will rush to the right. Yes, until they figure out that they were mistaken, I'm already far away.
Fly sees: all animals have a tail for work, there are no extra tails either in the forest or in the river. Nothing to do, Fly flew home. She herself thinks:
“I will stick to the Man, I will bother him until he makes my tail.”
The man was sitting at the window, looking at the yard.
A fly landed on his nose. Man bang himself on the nose! - and the Fly has already moved on his forehead. Man bam on the forehead! - And the Fly is already on the nose again.
- Get away from me, Mukha! the Man pleaded.
- I will not leave, - the Fly buzzes. - Why did you laugh at me, sent to look for free tails? I asked all the animals - all the animals have a tail for business.
A man sees: he can’t get rid of the Fly - how annoying!
thought and said:
- Fly, fly, there is a cow in the yard. Ask her why she has a tail.
- Well, all right, - says the Fly, - I'll ask the Cow again. And if the Cow does not give me its tail, I will kill you, Man, from the world.
A fly flew out the window, sat on the back of the Cow and began to buzz, asking:
- Cow, cow, why do you need a tail? Cow, cow, why do you need a tail?
The cow was silent, silent, and then, as if whipping itself with its tail on the back, it slapped the Fly.
The fly fell to the ground - the spirit is out, and the legs are up.
And the Man says from the window:
- So you, Fly, and it is necessary - do not pester people, do not pester animals, annoying.

Fairy tale about tails

One day a hare and a squirrel met in the forest. Was good weather, they had good mood, but, for no apparent reason, they began to argue about their tails. Who has a better tail? the hare shows his short plump tail and says that he is very neat, light and warm. The squirrel laughs at him and shows his airy tail and says that he is very beautiful, fluffy, light and acts like a parachute when he jumps from a tree. And the hare tells about his happiness - how his tail does not interfere with him, and you can wear running and lying on your back and even pants. And the squirrel laughs - you should have come up with a diving suit, hee-hee-hee. The hare got angry, but the fox can catch you by the tail, but not me. And so they began to argue, they raised such a noise that other animals began to gather in the clearing - to find out what was the matter, why there was a cry, it seemed like they didn’t eat anyone. The fox was the first to the disputants, because she heard that they were talking about her. I saw who was making noise, drooling flowed, I thought - now dinner is ready. And when I found out what the dispute was about, I decided - I will endure with dinner. And she began to laugh - look at my tail, how beautiful it is, how big and fluffy. I cover them like a blanket when I sleep. Here the mice crawled out from behind the stump. And with us, but the tails are thin and strong like a rope, we can hang on the tail and hold on to each other with our tails. Then a woodpecker intervened from above from a tree, and I have a tail of feathers, but it is strong, I steer it in flight, I sit on it when I work, and what a colorful, beautiful it is. Then they approached, flew up, crawled up various animals and birds, a hubbub began. Finally, the commandant of the forest, the bear, came to the noise. - So, what a scream, what a noise. Everyone started vying with each other to shout that we want to find out whose tail is better. The bear felt his short stump from behind with his paw, tried to look at him, but could not turn his head so much. - Here's what I'll tell you, the question is important, you need to clarify it. Therefore, firstly, I declare peacetime for a period until we determine whose tail is better. The fox swallowed her saliva and sighed. Secondly, we need to figure out how we will decide. If everyone votes for their tail, then nothing will work. Then the voice of the old beaver was heard, which stopped nibbling thick tree, and listened to the loud animal discussion. - We need to exchange all the tails and everyone will try to vilify someone else's tail, and then you can vote. Only I will not participate in this, because yesterday my tail was crushed by a branch, and it hurts. Since there were no other proposals, we decided to do so. The bear said - for everyone who wants to participate in the tails contest, hand over the tails to the beaver. And then in the dark you will get tails at random, which ones will fall. When preparations for the competition began, it turned out that there were few applicants left. Animals, like people, always make a lot of noise, but when it comes down to it, they immediately go into the bushes. 8 inhabitants of the forest and the surrounding area decided to participate in the tail competition: a gray hare with a torn ear, which was the first to start this dispute with a squirrel, a quarrel with a hare, a cheerful squirrel with tassels on its ears, a hungry fox with a white breast, a hard worker woodpecker with a red belly, a cunning fidget a mouse, a fat bear, a fanged boar, and even a dapple-white horse that has peeped in from a nearby pasture. We agreed to use other people's tails for only one day. Well, the rest of the animals remained spectators - fans.

Without delaying time, the beaver, who was appointed responsible for collecting and issuing tails, began to collect tail property. All participants surrendered their tails. And turned their backs on the beaver. He took the tail and loudly asked - to whom, and from the participants of the competition, without looking, the gray hare answered - to that. And the audience watched and watched to make sure everything was fair. The animals looked with surprise at how the participants received and tried on other people's tails. The hare shouted such pairs with tails: The woodpecker - got the tail of a fox, the bear - from the woodpecker, the squirrel - from the mouse, the boar - from the squirrel, the horse - from the hare, the mouse - from the horse, the fox - from the bear, and the hare itself - received the tail from boar. When the participants began to cling to their tails, then here the animals of the audience could not help laughing and laughing. When the bear attached the woodpecker's feathers to his huge buttocks, everyone began to roll on the ground with laughter. The bear was even offended and quickly ran away from the clearing. But the audience continued to laugh like they were cut and roll on the ground from incredibly funny performances. A boar with a squirrel's tail began to twist its fluffy, and they shouted at him - jump on a tree, but he only grunted in embarrassment. A mouse with a horse's tail could not climb into its hole, as its huge tail dragged along the ground. A mouse-tailed squirrel tried to jump from branch to branch and thrashed to the ground, frantically twirling its mouse tail. The woodpecker flew with the tail of a fox, and like a glider hovered between the trees, and still could not land even on its branch. The fox wanted to hide behind a bear's tail, so with this stump she could not even cover her butt. The poor horse habitually wanted to drive the flies off his backside with his tail, so the hare's tail only attracted them. Surprised flies simply clung to him. And the hare began to twist the wire tail of the boar, and could not stop, only a whistle was heard. Well, the audience laughed non-stop, even their stomachs ached from laughter. So half a day passed. The first could not stand the bear, he hid from shame in the bushes. But he decided that he could not stand to sit there all day. He ran out into the clearing and began to roar - we are finishing the competition. All participants of the competition joyfully picked up - we agree, we are finishing, we are finishing, that's enough. We got together and began to hand over the tails to the cheerful beaver. The beaver collected his tails and began to call one by one and give out his native tails to everyone. And so all the participants put on their own tails, calmed down, came to their senses, gathered in a clearing to decide on the best tail. Only for some reason no one shouted that his tail was the best, everyone looked at each other in embarrassment. The bear, as the commandant of the forest, began to speak, not knowing how to finish - well, we held a competition for the best tail. We need to determine which tail is the best. What will be the opinions? Everyone was silent. But then an old owl spoke up, which all the time was sitting on a tree and watching the event in the clearing. She said - each tail has its own body, each body has its own business, and your body does not care about someone else's business. She said and hid in her hollow. The animals heard the words of the owl, which were incomprehensible to the end. But they caught the point that it’s stupid to compare tails just like that, because every animal needs them for their business. And no other tail can do better than its own tail. But the owl is right - the animals in the clearing roared - it's stupid to compare tails. And who came up with all this. They began to remember who first started this bazaar. But then the bear barked - peacetime was over, and the beasts rushed in all directions to scatter and hide from each other. And the fox immediately felt very hungry and began to look for a hare or a squirrel, or at worst a mouse. But didn't have time. Everyone, waving their tails, quickly disappeared. And everything in the forest fell into place ..

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A rumor spread through the forest that tails would be distributed to all animals. Crows flew in all directions through the forests, through the meadows and announced to everyone:
- Come, all the animals, tomorrow to the big clearing to get tails!

The animals got excited: “Tails? What kind of tails? What are tails for? Sister Fox says:
- Well, there are none, but if they give you, you have to take it; then we'll figure out what they are for!

In the morning, the animals stretched out to a large clearing: some running, some lope, some flying - everyone wanted to get a tail.

The bunny was also about to go - he leaned out of the mink and saw that it was raining heavily, so it whipped his muzzle.

The bunny was frightened: “The rain will beat me!” - hid in a hole. He sits and hears: “tuup-tuup-tupp!”. The ground is shaking, the trees are cracking. The bear is coming.

“Grandpa bear,” the bunny asks, “they will distribute tails there, please grab a tail for me!”

Okay, - says the bear, - if I don’t forget, I’ll capture it!

The bear left, and the bunny thought: “He is an old man, he will forget about me! You have to ask someone else!"

He hears: "tup-tup-tup!" - the wolf is running.

Bunny leaned out and said:
- Uncle wolf, you will get yourself a tail - choose one for me too!

Okay, - says the wolf, - I'll bring it if it remains! - And running.

A hare sits in a mink, hears, the grass rustles, rushes about - the fox runs.

"You have to ask her!" - thinks the bunny.

Chanterelle-sister, if you get yourself a tail, bring me a tail too!

Okay, - says the fox, - I'll bring you a gray tail, - and ran away.

And there, tails are hung on large boughs, and there are just no tails: fluffy, fluffy, and a fan, and a panicle, there are also smooth, like a stick, there are pretzels, there are curls, and long, and short - well, all sorts of things!

A rumor spread through the forest that tails would be distributed to all animals. Crows flew in all directions through the forests, through the meadows and announced to everyone:

Come, all the animals, tomorrow to the big clearing to get tails! The animals got excited: “Tails? What kind of tails? What are tails for? Sister Fox says:

Well, there are none, but if they give you, you have to take it; after that, we’ll figure out what they are for! In the morning, the animals stretched to a large clearing: some ran, some lope, some in the summer - everyone wanted to get a tail. .The bunny was scared: “The rain will beat me!” - hid in a hole. He sits and hears: “tuup-tuup-tupp!”. The ground is shaking, the trees are cracking. The bear is coming. - Grandfather the bear, - the bunny asks, - they will distribute tails there, please grab my tail! - Okay, - says the bear, - if I don’t forget, I’ll take it! forget about me! We need to ask someone else!” He hears: “dumb-dumb-dumb!” - the wolf is running. The bunny leaned out and said:

Uncle wolf, you will get yourself a tail - choose one for me too! - Okay, - says the wolf, - I'll bring it if it remains! - and ran away. A hare sits in a mink, hears, the grass rustles, rushes about - the fox runs. “We must ask her too!” - the bunny thinks. - Little fox-sister, you will get a tail for yourself, bring a tail to me too! - Okay, - the fox says, - I’ll bring you a gray tail, - and ran away. And a lot of animals gathered in the clearing! And there tails are hung on large boughs, and there are just no tails: fluffy, fluffy, and a fan, and a panicle, there are also smooth, like a stick, there are pretzels, there are curls, and long, and short - well, all sorts of things! Fox first she was ripe, chose a fluffy, soft tail, went home contented, twirls her tail, admires. The horse ran, chose a tail with long hair. Well, the tail! Waves - enough to the ear! It's good for them to drive away the flies! The horse went happy. A cow came up, she got a tail long, like a stick, with a whisk at the end. The cow is happy, waving on its sides, driving away horseflies. The squirrel jumped over its heads, over its shoulders, grabbed its fluffy, beautiful tail and galloped off. , with bristles at the end. The elephant didn’t like it, but you can’t do anything, there is no other! The pig came up. She couldn’t lift her head up, she pulled out something that hung lower - her tail was smooth, like a rope. She didn't like him at first. She curled it with a ring - what a beautiful one it seemed - the best! I found some kind of patch of skin, overgrown with wool, and took it as a tail - it’s good that it’s black! All the tails have been dismantled, the animals are going home. bear, brought me a tail? - Where do you have a tail! I got myself a snippet! - And he left. Hears a bunny - a wolf is running. - Uncle wolf, did you bring me a tail? - Not up to you there, oblique, it was! I forcibly chose for myself, thicker and fluffier, - said the wolf and ran away. The fox runs. - asks the bunny. - I forgot, - says the fox. - And look what I chose for myself! And the fox began to turn its tail in all directions. It's embarrassing for the bunny! I almost cried. Suddenly he hears a noise, barking, squeaking! He looks - a cat and a dog are quarreling over who has a better tail. They argued, argued, fought. The dog bit off the tip of the cat's tail. The bunny grabbed it, put it to itself like a tail and became pleased - even a small one, but still a tail!