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Once upon a time there was a husband and a wife, they had a daughter - Nyurochka-girl. Once her girlfriends come to them and ask:
Let Nyurochka-girl go with us to the forest - picking mushrooms, picking berries!
Mother and father say:
Go, just don’t lose her in the forest: she’s small with us - she’ll get lost, she won’t find the way home alone.
We won't lose her!
So the girlfriends all went to the forest. They began to gather mushrooms and berries in the forest and dispersed in different directions. They dispersed and lost Nyurochka-girl. She was left alone in the forest and began to cry.
And at this time, Baba Yaga, a bone leg, walked past. She saw Nyurochka the little girl, grabbed her and dragged her to her hut on chicken legs.
dragged and says:
Will you work for me now! Stove the stove, chop firewood, carry water, strands of yarn, sweep the hut!
Nyurochka-girl began to live with Baba Yaga. Baba Yaga forced her to work from morning to night, did not feed her to the full, scolded and scolded her. That time Baba Yaga left the hut, and Nyurochka-girl sits at the window, spins yarn, and she cries bitterly.
Sheep running past
Be-be-be! Why are you crying so hard, girl?
How can I, how can I not cry sheep! Baba Yaga doesn’t let me go home, doesn’t feed me enough, scolds me, scolds me, makes me work all day.
Baran says:
Nyurochka-girl sat on a ram - he ran, and the lambs followed him. Baba Yaga returned to the hut, missed - there is no Nyurochka-girl!
She sat down in a mortar, set off in pursuit. He drives with a pestle, sweeps the trail with a broomstick. She caught up with the ram, took Nyurochka the little girl away, dragged her back to her hut on chicken legs. Again she forced her to work from morning to night, again she began to scold and scold.
Once Nyurochka-girl sits on the porch, spins yarn and cries.
Running past the goat:
Me-me-me! What are you crying about girl?
How can I not cry goats! Baba Yaga does not let me go home, she scolds and scolds me.
Goat says:
Get on me, I'll take you away from Baba Yaga!
Nyurochka the little girl sat on the goat, and he ran. Yes, he didn’t run very fast: Baba Yaga caught up with him, took Nyurochka the little girl away and again dragged him into the hut. As Baba Yaga left, Nyurochka-girl went out onto the porch, sat down on the steps, sits grieving. A herd of cows and calves is walking past, and behind all the bull is a black barrel, white hooves.
He asks Nyurochka-girl:
Moo-moo-moo! What are you grieving about?
How can I, bull - a black barrel, do not grieve! Baba Yaga dragged me to her, does not let me go home, scolds me, scolds me, makes me work without rest.
Get on me, I'll take you home!
Where are you, bull - a black barrel! The ram took me away - didn’t take me away, the goat took me away - didn’t take me away, and you won’t take me away at all: you don’t know how to run fast.
The ram did not take away, the goat did not take away, but I will take away, just hold on tight to my horns!
Here Nyurochka-girl sat on a bull and grabbed his horns! Goby - a black barrel, white hooves shook his head, waved his tail and ran. And Baba Yaga was missing - Nyurochka-girls are gone again! Baba Yaga sat in a mortar, drove with a pestle, she herself shouted:
Now I'll catch up! I'll get it now! Bring home, never let go!
It flew up - look, grab it.
A bull - a black barrel rather to a dirty swamp. As soon as Baba Yaga flew up and jumped out of the mortar, the bull-calf began to beat on the swamp with its hind legs: it splashed Baba Yaga from head to toe with mud, all her eyes were covered.
While Baba Yaga was rubbing her eyes and clearing her eyebrows, a goby - a black barrel ran into the village, knocked on the window with its horns and shouted:
Mu Mu! Come out soon: I brought your Nyurochka-girl from Baba Yaga!
The father and mother came out, began to hug and kiss their daughter, began to thank the bull:
Thank you bull - black barrel, white hooves, sharp horns!
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Goby-black barrel, white hooves - Russian folk tale
A fairy tale about a girl Nyurochka, who came to Baba Yaga. The ram and the goat tried to save the girl, but the old woman overtook them. Only a brave bull managed to bring Nyurochka home...
Goby - black barrel, white hooves read
Once upon a time there was a husband and a wife, and they had a daughter - Nyurochka-girl.
Girlfriends come to them and ask:
- Let Nyurochka-girl go with us to the forest - for mushrooms, for berries!
Mother and father say:
-Go, just don’t lose her in the forest: she’s small with us - she’ll get lost, she won’t find the way home alone.
We won't lose her!
So the girlfriends went to the forest. They began to gather mushrooms and berries in the forest and dispersed in different directions. They dispersed and lost Nyurochka-girl. She was left alone in the forest and began to cry.
And at this time, Baba Yaga, a bone leg, walked past. She saw Nyurochka the little girl, grabbed her and dragged her to her hut on chicken legs.
dragged and says:
- Will you work for me now! Stove the stove, chop firewood, carry water, strands of yarn, sweep the hut!
Nyurochka-girl began to live with Baba Yaga. Baba Yaga forced her to work from morning to night, did not feed her to the full, scolded and scolded her. That time Baba Yaga left the hut, and Nyurochka-girl sits at the window, spins yarn, she cries bitterly.
Sheep running past
- Be-be-be! Why are you crying so hard, girl?
- How can I, sheep, not cry! Baba Yaga doesn’t let me go home, doesn’t feed me enough, scolds me, scolds me, makes me work all day.
Baran says:
Nyurochka-girl sat on a ram - he ran, and the lambs followed him. Baba Yaga returned to the hut, missed - there is no Nyurochka-girl!
She sat down in a mortar, set off in pursuit. He drives with a pestle, sweeps the trail with a broomstick.
She caught up with the ram, took Nyurochka the little girl away and dragged her back to her hut on chicken legs. Again she forced her to work from morning to night, again she began to scold and scold. Once Nyurochka-girl sits on the porch, spins yarn and cries.
Running past the goat:
-Me-me-me! What are you crying about girl?
- How can I not cry goats! Baba Yaga doesn’t let me go home, scolds me, scolds me ...
Goat says:
- Sit on me, I'll take you away from Baba Yaga!
Nyurochka the little girl sat on the goat, and he ran. Yes, he didn’t run very fast: Baba Yaga caught up with him, took Nyurochka the little girl away and again dragged him into the hut. As Baba Yaga left, Nyurochka-girl went out onto the porch, sat down on the steps, sits grieving.
A herd of cows and calves is walking past, and behind all the bull is a black barrel, white hooves. He asks Nyurochka-girl:
-Moo-moo-moo! What are you grieving about?
-How can I, a bull - a black barrel, do not grieve! Baba Yaga dragged me to her, does not let me go home, scolds me, scolds me, makes me work without rest.
- Sit on me, I'll take you home!
-Where are you, bull - a black barrel! The ram took me away - didn’t take me away, the goat took me away - didn’t take me away, and you won’t take me away at all: you don’t know how to run fast.
-The ram did not take away, the goat did not take away, but I will take away, just hold on tight to my horns!
Here Nyurochka-girl sat on a bull and grabbed his horns! Goby - a black barrel, white hooves shook his head, waved his tail and ran. And Baba Yaga was missing - Nyurochka-girls are gone again!
Baba Yaga sat in a mortar, drove with a pestle, she herself shouted:
- I'll catch up now! I'll get it now! Bring home, never let go!
It flew up - look, grab it ...
A bull-black barrel is more likely to a dirty swamp.
As soon as Baba Yaga flew up and jumped out of the mortar, the bull-calf began to beat on the swamp with its hind legs: it splashed Baba Yaga from head to toe with mud, all her eyes were covered.
While Baba Yaga was rubbing her eyes and clearing her eyebrows, a goby - a black barrel ran into the village, knocked on the window with its horns and shouted:
-Mu Mu! Come out soon: I brought your Nyurochka-girl from Baba Yaga! Father and mother came out, began to hug and kiss their daughter, began to thank the bull:
-Thank you bull - black barrel, white hooves, sharp horns!
(Processed by M. Bulatov, illustration by A. Eliseeva, published by Malysh, 1981)
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Read the tale Goby - black barrel, white hooves
Once upon a time there was a husband and a wife, they had a daughter - Nyurochka-girl. Once her girlfriends come to them and ask:
- Let Nyurochka-girl go with us to the forest - for mushrooms, for berries!
Mother and father say:
“Go, just don’t lose her in the forest: she’s small with us - she’ll get lost, she won’t find the way home alone.”
We won't lose her!
So the girlfriends all went to the forest. They began to gather mushrooms and berries in the forest and dispersed in different directions. They dispersed and lost Nyurochka-girl. She was left alone in the forest and began to cry.
And at this time, Baba Yaga, a bone leg, walked past. She saw Nyurochka the little girl, grabbed her and dragged her to her hut on chicken legs.
dragged and says:
"You're going to work for me now!" Stove the stove, chop firewood, carry water, strands of yarn, sweep the hut!
Nyurochka-girl began to live with Baba Yaga. Baba Yaga forced her to work from morning to night, did not feed her to the full, scolded and scolded her. That time Baba Yaga left the hut, and Nyurochka-girl sits at the window, spins yarn, and she cries bitterly.
Sheep running past
- Be-be-be! Why are you crying so hard, girl?
- How can I, how can I not cry sheep! Baba Yaga doesn’t let me go home, doesn’t feed me enough, scolds me, scolds me, makes me work all day.
Baran says:
Nyurochka-girl sat on a ram - he ran, and the lambs followed him. Baba Yaga returned to the hut, missed - there is no Nyurochka-girl!
She sat down in a mortar, set off in pursuit. He drives with a pestle, sweeps the trail with a broomstick. She caught up with the ram, took Nyurochka the little girl away, dragged her back to her hut on chicken legs. Again she forced her to work from morning to night, again she began to scold and scold.
Once Nyurochka-girl sits on the porch, spins yarn and cries.
Running past the goat:
— Me-me-me! What are you crying about girl?
- How can I not cry goats! Baba Yaga does not let me go home, she scolds and scolds me.
Goat says:
- Sit on me, I'll take you away from Baba Yaga!
Nyurochka the little girl sat on the goat, and he ran. Yes, he didn’t run very fast: Baba Yaga caught up with him, took Nyurochka the little girl away and again dragged him into the hut. As Baba Yaga left, Nyurochka-girl went out onto the porch, sat down on the steps, sits grieving. A herd of cows and calves is walking past, and behind all the bull is a black barrel, white hooves.
He asks Nyurochka-girl:
- Moo-moo-moo! What are you grieving about?
- How can I, a bull - a black barrel, do not grieve! Baba Yaga dragged me to her, does not let me go home, scolds me, scolds me, makes me work without rest.
"Get on me, I'll take you home!"
- Where are you, bull - a black barrel! The ram took me away - didn’t take me away, the goat took me away - didn’t take me away, and you won’t take me away at all: you don’t know how to run fast.
- The ram did not take away, the goat did not take away, but I will take away, just hold on tight to my horns!
Here Nyurochka-girl sat on a bull and grabbed his horns! Goby - a black barrel, white hooves shook his head, waved his tail and ran. And Baba Yaga was missing - Nyurochka-girls are gone again! Baba Yaga sat in a mortar, drove with a pestle, she herself shouted:
- Now I'll catch up! I'll get it now! Bring home, never let go!
It flew up - look, grab it.
A bull - a black barrel rather to a dirty swamp. As soon as Baba Yaga flew up and jumped out of the mortar, the bull-calf began to beat on the swamp with its hind legs: it splashed Baba Yaga from head to toe with mud, all her eyes were covered.
While Baba Yaga was rubbing her eyes and clearing her eyebrows, a goby - a black barrel ran into the village, knocked on the window with its horns and shouted:
- Mu Mu! Come out soon: I brought your Nyurochka-girl from Baba Yaga!
The father and mother came out, began to hug and kiss their daughter, began to thank the bull:
- Thank you bull - a black barrel, white hooves, sharp horns!
So the fairy tale Goby is a black barrel, white hooves are the end, and whoever listened was well done.
Once upon a time there was a husband and a wife, and they had a daughter - Nyurochka-girl.
Girlfriends come to them and ask:
- Let Nyurochka-girl go with us to the forest - for mushrooms, for berries!
Mother and father say:
- Go, just don’t lose her in the forest: she’s small with us - she’ll get lost, she won’t find the way home alone.
We won't lose her!
So the girlfriends went to the forest. They began to gather mushrooms and berries in the forest and dispersed in different directions. They dispersed and lost Nyurochka-girl. She was left alone in the forest and began to cry.
And at this time, Baba Yaga, a bone leg, walked past. She saw Nyurochka the little girl, grabbed her and dragged her to her hut on chicken legs.
dragged and says:
- Will you work for me now! Stove the stove, chop firewood, carry water, strands of yarn, sweep the hut!
Nyurochka-girl began to live with Baba Yaga. Baba Yaga forced her to work from morning to night, did not feed her to the full, scolded and scolded her. That time Baba Yaga left the hut, and Nyurochka-girl sits at the window, spins yarn, she cries bitterly.
Sheep running past
- Be-be-be! Why are you crying so hard, girl?
- How can I, sheep, not cry! Baba Yaga doesn’t let me go home, doesn’t feed me enough, scolds me, scolds me, makes me work all day.
Baran says:
Nyurochka-girl sat on a ram - he ran, and the lambs followed him. Baba Yaga returned to the hut, missed - there is no Nyurochka-girl!
She sat down in a mortar, set off in pursuit. He drives with a pestle, sweeps the trail with a broomstick.
She caught up with the ram, took Nyurochka the little girl away and dragged her back to her hut on chicken legs. Again she forced her to work from morning to night, again she began to scold and scold. Once Nyurochka-girl sits on the porch, spins yarn and cries.
Running past the goat:
- Me-me-me! What are you crying about girl?
- How can I not cry goats! Baba Yaga doesn’t let me go home, scolds me, scolds me ...
Goat says:
- Sit on me, I'll take you away from Baba Yaga!
Nyurochka the little girl sat on the goat, and he ran. Yes, he didn’t run very fast: Baba Yaga caught up with him, took Nyurochka the little girl away and again dragged him into the hut. As Baba Yaga left, Nyurochka-girl went out onto the porch, sat down on the steps, sits grieving. A herd of cows and calves is walking past, and behind all the bull is a black barrel, white hooves.
He asks Nyurochka-girl:
- Moo-moo-moo! What are you grieving about?
- How can I, a bull - a black barrel, do not grieve! Baba Yaga dragged me to her, does not let me go home, scolds me, scolds me, makes me work without rest.
- Sit on me, I'll take you home!
- Where are you, bull - a black barrel! The ram took me away - didn’t take me away, the goat took me away - didn’t take me away, and you won’t take me away at all: you don’t know how to run fast.
- The ram did not take away, the goat did not take away, but I will take away, just hold on tight to my horns!
Here Nyurochka-girl sat on a bull and grabbed his horns! Goby - a black barrel, white hooves shook his head, waved his tail and ran. And Baba Yaga was missing - Nyurochka-girls are gone again!
Baba Yaga sat in a mortar, drove with a pestle, she herself shouted:
- I'll catch up now! I'll get it now! Bring home, never let go!
It flew up - look, grab it ...
A bull-black barrel is more likely to a dirty swamp.
As soon as Baba Yaga flew up and jumped out of the mortar, the bull-calf began to beat on the swamp with its hind legs: it splashed Baba Yaga from head to toe with mud, all her eyes were covered.
While Baba Yaga was rubbing her eyes and clearing her eyebrows, a goby - a black barrel ran into the village, knocked on the window with its horns and shouted:
- Mu Mu! Come out soon: I brought your Nyurochka-girl from Baba Yaga!
The father and mother came out, began to hug and kiss their daughter, began to thank the bull:
- Thank you bull - a black barrel, white hooves, sharp horns!
