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Goals:
- To generalize knowledge on the fairy tales of foreign writers;
- Expand the horizons of students, develop their speech;
- Instill a love of reading;
- To form an interest in reading and cognitive activity;
- Bring up moral qualities personalities: kindness, attention, care for others.
Equipment:
- Portraits of storytellers;
- Drawings for fairy tales;
- Exhibition of books;
- Slides with tasks;
- Tokens-coins.
Teacher: Guys, do you like fairy tales? But fairy tales are loved not only in Russia, but also in other countries - England, Denmark, Germany, France, in different parts the globe. Today we will go on a journey to the homeland of your favorite foreign storytellers: Charles Perrault, the Brothers Grimm, Hans Christian Andersen. Personally, I love to travel! Are you guys ready for adventure? Yes, but what will we travel on? From cars only noise and smoke. I would like people to again, like many years ago, begin to ride horses harnessed to carriages. It is so romantic! In a beautiful carriage, it is inconvenient to push around. The gentlemen give way to the ladies. It is unlikely that this will come true, but it's a pity! Anyway, let's try! Let's call our game-journey "Magic Carriage" / Slide /
Let's go to the countries of fairy tales of foreign writers. And in order to choose the right path, we will take with us our knowledge, which will be useful on the road. Imagine that our class is a beautiful magic carriage. So, good luck! By the way, in what fairy tale did the pumpkin turn into a carriage and who is the author of this fairy tale? / "Cinderella", Charles Perrault/
Teacher: So we will go to the homeland of Charles Perrault - to France. Our carriage will choose the right path if you remember the names of fairy tales. /slide/
Teacher: And now let's listen to the story of Charles Perrault.
Teacher: You listened carefully, learned something new, remembered his fairy tales. And now you have to answer questions and complete tasks.
1. Guess what fairy tale this passage is from: "The king heard a cry, opened the carriage door ajar, and, recognizing the cat, who had brought him game so many times as a gift, immediately sent his guards to rescue the Marquis de Carabas" / "Puss in Boots"//Slide/
2. What did the miller leave for his sons?
- House, mill, cat
- house, donkey, cat
- Mill, donkey, cat / Slide /
3. How many children were there in the woodcutter's family?
- 7 /Slide/
4. How many years have the fairy tales of Charles Perrault been around? / 300 years/
5. How many years have passed since the birth of the storyteller? /385 years/
Teacher: We leave France and go to the homeland of the storytellers of the Brothers Grimm - we are approaching Germany. /Slide/
Teacher: What are the fairy tales of the Brothers Grimm? /Slide/
Teacher: Listen to a student's story about the storytelling brothers.
/Student's story/
Questions and tasks for the carriage passengers.
1. Guess what fairy tale this passage is from: “By evening we went into the forest and decided to spend the night there. The donkey and the Dog lay down under the tree, the Cat and the Rooster settled on the branches. did not climb to the very top." / "The Bremen Town Musicians"//Slide: Monument to the Bremen Town Musicians/
Teacher: On one of the squares of the German city of Bremen, the Donkey, the Dog, the Cat and the Rooster, the magnificent four Bremen musicians from the famous fairy tale of the Brothers Grimm, froze forever. Taking off to the top of the living pyramid, the Rooster looks into the window of the robber's house. They had come a long way, these four brave men, before standing in bronze here in the bustling market square next to the gigantic twin-towered St. Peter's Basilica, in the shadow of the Gothic town hall. The Brothers Grimm wrote a fairy tale in which fate brought the heroes together: they were kicked out of the house by the owners. Together they reached the city of Bremen. And now they guard his peace.
/ The song "There is nothing better in the world" is performed:
2. Guess what fairy tale this passage is from: "Crow! Gee! The girl in gold has come!" / "Mrs. Metelitsa"/ What other name does this fairy tale have? / "Grandma Blizzard"/ /Slide/
3. What slipped out of the girl's hands and fell into the well?
- ringlet
- Spindle
- Spinning wheel /Slide/
4. Guess what fairy tale this passage is from: "The flies smelled that it smells of jam, and flew into the bread: Then the tailor got angry, took a rag, and how he hit the flies with a rag!" / "Brave little tailor" /
5. How many flies did the tailor kill with one blow?
- 7 /Slide/
6. Retell the fairy tale "White and Rose". What is the moral of the tale? / Good always wins "/ / Slide /
Teacher: We are approaching the Danish city of Odense, the birthplace of the great storyteller Hans Christian Andrensen.
Teacher: Name Andersen's fairy tales. /Slide/
Teacher: Now listen to the story of the writer's life.
/Student's story/
Teacher: Now let's complete the tasks.
1. How many umbrellas does Ole Lukoye bring with him?
- 3 /Slide/
2. Guess what fairy tale this passage is from: “The walnut shell was her cradle, blue violets were her feather bed, and rose petals were her blanket. She slept in the shell at night and played on the table during the day. / "Thumbelina" //Slide/
3. What flower did Thumbelina come from?
- From scarlet rose
- From a large wonderful tulip
- From Indian lotus / Slide /
4. Who did Thumbelina marry?
- For the beetle
- For the mole
- For the elf / Slide /
5. Guess what fairy tale this passage is from: "The youngest of the sisters could listen for hours to stories about people, cities and ships. How she envied her older sisters, because they floated to the surface of the sea:" / "Mermaid"//Slide/
6. How old was the Little Mermaid when she was allowed to float to the surface of the sea?
- 17 /Slide/
Teacher: For the sake of the love of the prince, the Little Mermaid first gives up the fishtail, and then life. In memory of this great, pure and true love, a sculpture was erected in Copenhagen. At the entrance to the harbor, among the waves, on a high stone sits the Little Mermaid, who came from Andersen's fairy tale. It seems that she has just risen from the depths of the sea and sat down to rest. The monument, created by the sculpture Edvard Eriksen, has been decorating the port since 1913 - for almost 100 years. It is considered a symbol not only of Copenhagen, but of all of Denmark. /Slide: monument to the Little Mermaid/
1. Guess what fairy tale this passage is from: “Two poor children lived in a big city. In winter, children heated copper coins on the stove and applied them to frozen glass. Now a round hole was thawing, and a cheerful, affectionate eye looked out into it. each from his window a boy and a girl: " / "The Snow Queen"//Slide/
2. What word did Kai make from ice cubes?
- Eternity
- Friendship
- Loyalty
Let's try to make other words from the word "eternity". /"SLEEP", "NOSE", "SEV", "VEST", "NIGHT", "TON", "HAY", etc./ /Slide/
Teacher: Well, our journey has come to an end, we are returning to our homeland - visiting is good, but home is better! /Slide/
Teacher: What unites fairy tales foreign writers? How are they similar to Russian folk tales? / "Good is stronger than evil" //Slide/
Summarizing.
Awarding of the best experts in the work of foreign writers.
1 - About the little bus that was afraid of the dark
Donald Bisset 
A fairy tale about how a mother-bus taught her little bus not to be afraid of the dark ... About a little bus who was afraid of the dark to read Once upon a time there was a little bus in the world. He was bright red and lived with his mom and dad in a garage. Every morning …
2 - Three kittens
Suteev V.G. 
A small fairy tale for the little ones about three restless kittens and their funny adventures. Small children love short stories with pictures, that's why Suteev's fairy tales are so popular and loved! Three kittens read Three kittens - black, gray and ...
3 - Hedgehog in the fog
Kozlov S.G. 
A fairy tale about the Hedgehog, how he walked at night and got lost in the fog. He fell into the river, but someone carried him to the shore. It was a magical night! Hedgehog in the fog read Thirty mosquitoes ran out into the clearing and began to play ...
4 - Apple
Suteev V.G. 
A fairy tale about a hedgehog, a hare and a crow who could not share the last apple among themselves. Everyone wanted to own it. But the fair bear judged their dispute, and each got a piece of goodies ... Apple to read It was late ...
5 - Black Pool
Kozlov S.G. 
A fairy tale about a cowardly Hare who was afraid of everyone in the forest. And he was so tired of his fear that he decided to drown himself in the Black Pool. But he taught the Hare to live and not be afraid! Black pool read Once upon a time there was a Hare ...
6 - About the Hippo who was afraid of vaccinations
Suteev V.G. 
A fairy tale about a cowardly hippopotamus who ran away from the clinic because he was afraid of vaccinations. And he got jaundice. Fortunately, he was taken to the hospital and cured. And the Hippo was very ashamed of his behavior... About the Behemoth, who was afraid...
7 - In the sweet carrot forest
Kozlov S.G. 
A fairy tale about what forest animals love most of all. And one day everything happened as they dreamed. In the sweet carrot forest, the Hare loved carrots most of all to read. He said: - I would like that in the forest ...
8 - Kid and Carlson
Astrid Lindgren
Short story about the kid and prankster Carlson in B. Larin's adaptation for children. Kid and Carlson read This story actually happened. But, of course, it happened far away from you and me - in Swedish ...
Ch. Perrot "Puss in Boots"
One miller, dying, left his three sons a mill, a donkey and a cat. The brothers divided the inheritance themselves, they did not go to court: the greedy judges will take away the last.
The eldest received a mill, the middle one a donkey, the youngest a cat.
For a long time the younger brother could not console himself - he inherited a miserable inheritance.
“Good brothers,” he said. - They will live together, they will honestly earn their bread. And I? Well, I'll eat a cat, well, I'll sew mittens from his skin. And then what? To die of hunger?
The Cat pretended not to have heard anything, and with an air of importance said to the owner:
- Stop grieving. You'd better give me a bag and a pair of boots to walk in them through the bushes and marshes, and then we'll see if you've been cheated as much as you think.
The owner did not believe him at first, but remembered what tricks the Cat comes up with when he catches mice and rats: he hangs upside down on his paws and buries himself in flour. Maybe such a rogue will really help out the owner. So he gave the Cat everything he asked for.
The cat smartly pulled on his boots, threw the sack over his shoulders and went into the bushes where the rabbits lived. He put rabbit cabbage in a bag, pretended to be dead, lies and waits. Not all rabbits know what tricks are in the world. Someone will even climb into the bag to feast on.
No sooner had the Cat stretched out on the ground than his wish came true. The trusting rabbit climbed into the bag, the Cat pulled the strings, and the trap slammed shut.
Proud of his prey, the Cat walked straight into the palace and asked to be taken to the king himself.
Entering the royal apartments, the Cat bowed low and said:
- Sovereign! The Marquis of Carabas (the cat came up with such a name for the owner) ordered me to present this rabbit to Your Majesty.
“Thank your master,” the king replied, “and tell me that his gift is to my taste.”
Another time, the Cat hid in a wheat field, opened the bag, waited for two partridges to enter, pulled the strings and caught them. He again brought the booty to the palace. The king gladly accepted the partridges and ordered the Cat to be poured wine.
For two or three whole months, the Cat did nothing but bring gifts to the king from the Marquis of Carabas.
Once the Cat heard that the king was going for a walk along the river bank and was taking his daughter, the most beautiful princess in the world, with him.
- Well, - said the Cat to the owner, - if you want to be happy, listen to me. Swim where I say. The rest is my concern.
The owner obeyed the Cat, although he did not know what would come of it. He calmly climbed into the water, and the Cat waited for the king to drive closer, and how he shouted:
— Save! Help! Ah, the Marquis of Carabas! He's drowning now!
The king heard his cry, looked out of the carriage, recognized the very Cat who brought him delicious game, and ordered the servants to rush at full speed to the aid of the Marquis of Carabas.
The poor marquis was still being dragged out of the water, and the Cat, going up to the carriage, had already managed to tell the king how thieves came and stole all his master’s clothes while he was bathing, and how he, the Cat, shouted at them with all his might and called for help . (In fact, the clothes were not visible: the rogue hid them under a large stone.)
The king ordered his courtiers to get the best royal outfits and present them with a bow to the Marquis of Carabas.
As soon as the miller's son put on beautiful clothes, he immediately liked the king's daughter. She also liked the young man. He never thought that there were such beautiful princesses in the world.
In a word, young people fell in love with each other at first sight.
Until now, no one knows whether the king noticed this or not, but he immediately invited the Marquis of Carabas to get into the carriage and ride together.
The cat was delighted that everything was going as he wanted, overtook the carriage, saw the peasants who were mowing hay, and said:
- Hey, well done mowers! Either you tell the king that this meadow belongs to the Marquis of Carabas, or you will be cut to pieces and turned into meatballs!
The king really asked whose meadow it was.
— Marquis of Carabas! the peasants answered, trembling with fear.
“You have a fine inheritance,” the king said to the marquis.
“As you see, Your Majesty,” replied the Marquis of Carabas. - If you knew how much hay is cut from this meadow every year.
And the cat kept running. He met the reapers and said to them:
— Hey, well done reapers! Either you say that these fields belong to the Marquis of Carabas, or they will cut you all to pieces and turn them into meatballs!
The king, passing by, wished to know whose fields these were.
— Marquis of Carabas! the reapers answered in unison.
And the king, together with the marquis, rejoiced at the rich harvest.
So the Cat ran ahead of the carriage and taught everyone he met how to answer the king. The king did nothing but marvel at the wealth of the Marquis of Carabas.
In the meantime, the Cat ran up to a beautiful castle where the Ogre lived, so rich as no one had ever seen before. It was he who was the real owner of the meadows and fields, past which the king rode.
The cat has already managed to find out who this Ogre is and what he can do. He asked to be taken to the Ogre, bowed low to him and said that he could not pass by such a castle and not meet its famous owner.
The ogre received him with all the courtesy one could expect from an ogre, and invited the Cat to rest from the road.
“There are rumors,” said the Cat, “that you can turn into any kind of animal, for example, into a lion, into an elephant ...
- Gossip? the Cannibal grumbled. “I’ll take it and right before your eyes I’ll become a lion.”
The cat was so frightened when he saw a lion in front of him that he immediately found himself on a drainpipe, although climbing onto the roof in boots is not at all easy.
When the Ogre returned to his former form, the Cat descended from the roof and confessed how frightened he was.
- Impossible? the Cannibal roared. - So look!
And at the same moment the Cannibal fell through the ground, and a mouse ran across the floor. The cat himself did not notice how he grabbed it and ate it.
In the meantime, the king drove up to the beautiful castle of the Ogre and wished to enter there.
The Cat heard a carriage rumble on the drawbridge, jumped out to meet him and said:
- You are welcome, Your Majesty, to the castle of the Marquis of Carabas!
“What, Monsieur Marquis,” exclaimed the king, “is the castle also yours?” What a yard, what buildings! There is probably no more beautiful castle in the world! Let's go there, please.
The marquis gave his hand to the young princess, and they followed the king into the huge hall and found a magnificent dinner on the table. It was prepared by the Ogre for his friends. But those, having learned that the king was in the castle, were afraid to come to the table.
The king admired the marquis himself and his extraordinary wealth so much that after five or maybe six glasses of the most excellent wine he said:
“Here you are, Monsieur Marquis. It is up to you whether you marry my daughter or not.
The marquis was delighted with these words even more than with unexpected wealth, thanked the king for the great honor and, of course, agreed to marry the most beautiful princess in the world.
The wedding was celebrated on the same day.
After that, the Cat became a very important gentleman and catches mice only for fun.
The Brothers Grimm "The Thrusher King"
There was a king's daughter; she was extraordinarily beautiful, but, moreover, so proud and arrogant that none of the suitors seemed good enough for her. She refused one after another, and, moreover, laughed at each one.
Once the king ordered a big feast to be held and summoned suitors from everywhere, from near and far places, who would like to woo her. They put them all in a row in order, according to rank and rank; in front stood the kings, then the dukes, princes, earls and barons, and finally the nobles.
And they led the princess through the rows, but in each of the suitors she found some kind of flaw. One was too fat. “Yes, this one is like a wine barrel!” - she said. The other was too long. “Lanky, too thin, and there is no stately gait!” - she said. The third one was too short. “Well, what luck does he have if he is small and fat to boot?” The fourth was too pale. "This one looks like death." The fifth one was too ruddy. “It’s just some kind of turkey!” The sixth was too young. "This one is young and painfully green; like a damp tree, it will not catch fire."
And so she found in everyone what she could find fault with, but she especially laughed at one good king, who was taller than the others and whose chin was slightly crooked.
“Wow,” she said, and laughed, “this one has a chin like a thrush’s beak!” “And from that time on they called him Drozdovik.
When the old king saw that his daughter knew only one thing, that she was mocking people and refused all the gathered suitors, he became angry and swore that she would have to take the first beggar she met as her husband, that she would knock on his door.
A few days later, a musician appeared and began to sing under the window in order to earn alms for himself. The king heard this and said:
- Let him go upstairs.
The musician entered in his dirty, torn clothes and began to sing a song in front of the king and his daughter; and when he finished, he asked for alms to be given to him.
The king said:
I liked your singing so much that I will give you my daughter as a wife.
The princess was frightened, but the king said:
“I swore an oath to marry you to the first beggar I came across, and I must keep my oath.
And no persuasion helped; the priest was called, and she had to immediately marry the musician. When this was done, the king said:
“Now, as the wife of a beggar, it is not fitting for you to stay in my castle, you can go anywhere with your husband.
A beggar led her out of the castle by the hand, and she had to walk with him. They came to a dense forest, and she asks:
- Whose forests and meadows are these?
“It’s all the Drozdovik King.
- Oh, what a pity that it is impossible
Give me back Drozdovik!
They passed through the fields, and she asked again:
Whose fields and river are these?
“It’s all the Drozdovik King!”
He would not drive him away, everything would be yours then.
- Oh, what a pity that it is impossible
Give me back Drozdovik!
They then passed through big city and she asked again:
— Whose beautiful city is this?
—- He has been the Drozdovik King for a long time.
Wouldn't have driven him away, it would have been all yours then.
- Oh, what a pity that it is impossible
Give me back Drozdovik!
“I don’t like it at all,” said the musician, “that you still want someone else as your husband: isn’t I nice to you?
They finally came to a small hut, and she said:
- My God, what a house!
Whose is he so bad?
And the musician replied:
- This is my house and yours, we will live here with you together.
And she had to bend down to enter the low door.
- Where are the servants? the queen asked.
What kind of servants? the beggar replied. “You have to do everything yourself if you want anything done. Come on, light the stove and put on the water to cook dinner for me, I'm very tired.
But the princess did not know how to make a fire and cook at all, and the beggar had to set to work himself; and things worked out somehow. They ate something from hand to mouth and went to bed.
But as soon as it began to dawn, he drove her out of bed, and she had to do homework. So they lived for several days, neither badly nor well, and they ate all their supplies. Then the husband says:
- Wife, this way we will not succeed, we are eating, but we are not earning anything. Get down to basket weaving.
He went and cut willow twigs, brought them home, and she began to weave, but the hard twigs wounded her tender hands.
“I see that this will not work for you,” said the husband, “you better take up the yarn, perhaps you can handle it.”
She sat down and tried to spin the yarn; but coarse threads cut into her tender fingers, and blood flowed from them.
- You see, - said the husband, - you are not fit for any work, it will be difficult for me to work with you. I'll try to start trading in pots and earthenware. You will have to go to the market and sell goods.
“Ah,” she thought, “how good will people from our kingdom come to the market and see me sitting and selling pots, then they will laugh at me!”
But what was to be done? She had to obey, otherwise they would have to starve to death.
The first time things went well - people bought goods from her, because she was beautiful, and paid her what she asked for; even many paid her money, and left the pots for her. This is how they lived on it.
My husband bought again a lot of new clay pots. She sat down with pots at the corner of the market, and arranged the goods around her and began to trade. But suddenly a drunken hussar galloped up, flew right into the pots - and only shards remained of them. She began to cry and from fear did not know what to do now.
“Oh, what will happen to me!” - she exclaimed. What will my husband say?
And she ran home and told him about her grief.
- But who sits down at the corner of the market with pottery? the husband said. - And you stop crying; I see you're not fit for a decent job. Here I was just now in the castle of our king and asked if a dishwasher would be needed there, and they promised me to take you to work; there they will feed you for it.
And the queen became a dishwasher, she had to help the cook and do the most menial work. She tied two bowls to her bag and brought home in them what she got from the leftovers - that's what they ate.
It happened that at that time they were to celebrate the wedding of the eldest prince, and then the poor woman went upstairs to the castle and stood at the door to the hall to look. Here the candles were lit, and guests entered, one more beautiful than the other, and everything was full of splendor and splendor. And she thought with sorrow in her heart about her evil fate and began to curse her pride and arrogance, which had so humiliated her and plunged her into great poverty. She could smell the expensive food brought in and taken out of the hall by the servants, and sometimes they would throw some of the leftovers to her, she would put them in her bowl, intending to take it all home later.
Suddenly the prince entered, he was dressed in velvet and silk, and he had golden chains around his neck. Seeing a beautiful woman at the door, he grabbed her by the hand and wanted to dance with her; but she was frightened and began to refuse - she recognized in him the Drozdovik king, that he had wooed her and whom she had refused with mockery. But no matter how she resisted, he nevertheless dragged her into the hall; and suddenly the ribbon on which her bag hung broke, and bowls fell out of it on the floor and soup spilled.
When the guests saw this, they all began to laugh, to make fun of her, and she was so ashamed that she was ready to sink through the ground. She rushed to the door and wanted to run away, but a man overtook her on the stairs and brought her back. She looked at him, and it was the Drozdovik king. He kindly said to her:
- Do not be afraid, because I and the musician with whom you lived together in a poor hut are one and the same. It was I who, out of love for you, pretended to be a musician; and the hussar who broke all the pots for you was me too. All this I did to break your pride and punish you for your arrogance when you laughed at me.
She wept bitterly and said:
“I have been so unjust that I am unworthy of being your wife.
But he told her:
- Calm down, the difficult days are over, and now we will celebrate our wedding.
And the royal maids came, put on her magnificent dresses; and her father came, and with him the whole court; they wished her happiness in her marriage to the Drozdovik king; and the real joy has just begun.
And I wish you and I were there too.
X. K. Andersen "Flint"
A soldier was walking along the road: one-two! one-two! Knapsack on the back, saber on the side. He was walking home from the war. And suddenly on the road he met a witch. The witch was old and terrible. Her lower lip drooped down to her chest.
- Hello, officer! the witch said. - What a glorious saber and a big satchel you have! Here is a brave soldier! And now you will have plenty of money.
“Thank you, old witch,” said the soldier.
Do you see that big tree over there? the witch said. - It's empty inside. Climb up the tree, there's a hollow up there. Climb into this hollow and go down to the very bottom. And I will tie a rope around your waist and pull you back as soon as you scream.
“Why should I climb into this hollow?” the soldier asked.
- For money, - said the witch, - this tree is not simple. As you go down to the very bottom, you will see a long underground passage. It is quite light there - hundreds of lamps burn day and night. Go, without turning, along the underground passage. And when you reach the end, there will be three doors right in front of you. There is a key in every door. Turn it and the door will open. There is a large chest in the first room. A dog sits on a chest. The eyes of this dog are like two tea saucers. But don't be afraid. I'll give you my blue checkered apron, spread it on the floor and boldly grab the dog. And if you grab it, put it on my apron as soon as possible. Well, then open the chest and take as much money from it as you want. Yes, only in this chest there is only copper money. And if you want silver, go to the second room. And there is a chest. And on that chest sits a dog. Her eyes are like your mill wheels. Just don't be scared - grab her and put her on your apron, and then take your silver money. Well, if you want gold, go to the third room. In the middle of the third room is a chest full of gold. This chest is guarded by the biggest dog. Each eye is the size of a tower. If you manage to put her on my apron - your happiness: the dog will not touch you. Then take as much gold as you like!
"That's all very well," said the soldier. “But what will you take from me for this, old witch?” Is there anything you need from me.
"I won't take a penny from you!" the witch said. “Just bring me the old tinderbox that my grandmother forgot down there when she climbed there for the last time.
“Okay, tie me with a rope!” said the soldier.
- Ready! the witch said. "Here's my checkered apron."
And the soldier climbed the tree. He found a hollow and went down it to the very bottom. As the witch said, that's how it all happened: the soldier is looking - there is an underground passage in front of him. And it is light there as in the daytime - hundreds of lamps are burning. A soldier went through this dungeon. Walked and walked and reached the very end. There is nowhere else to go. He sees a soldier - there are three doors in front of him. And the keys are in the door.
The soldier opened the first door and entered the room. There is a chest in the middle of the room, a dog is sitting on the chest. Her eyes are like two tea saucers. The dog looks at the soldier and rolls his eyes in different directions.
- Well, a monster! - said the soldier, grabbed the dog and immediately put it on the witch's apron.
Then the dog calmed down, and the soldier opened the chest and let's carry money from there. He collected pockets full of copper money, closed the chest and put the dog on it again, and he himself went into another room.
The witch told the truth - and in this room a dog was sitting on a chest. Her eyes were like mill wheels.
“Well, what are you staring at me for? No matter how your eyes pop out! - said the soldier, grabbed the dog and put him on the witch's apron, and he quickly went to the chest.
The chest is full of silver. The soldier threw copper money out of his pockets, stuffed both pockets and the knapsack with silver. Then a soldier entered the third room.
He entered and his mouth was open. Well, miracles! There was a golden chest in the middle of the room, and a real monster was sitting on the chest. Eyes - neither give nor take two towers. They spun like the wheels of the fastest carriage.
- Hello! - said the soldier and took it under his visor. He had never seen such a dog before.
However, he did not look long. He grabbed the dog in an armful, put it on the witch's apron, and opened the chest himself. Father, how much gold was there! With this gold one could buy a whole capital city, all toys, all tin soldiers, all wooden horses and all gingerbread in the world. Everything would be enough.
Here the soldier threw silver money out of his pockets and knapsack and with both hands began to scoop out the gold from the chest. He stuffed his pockets with gold, filled his knapsack, hat, boots. He scored so much gold that he barely moved!
Now he was rich!
He put the dog on the chest, slammed the door and shouted:
“Hey, bring it upstairs, you old witch!”
“Did you take my flint?” the witch asked.
“Oh, damn it, you completely forgot about your flint and flint! said the soldier.
He went back, found the witch's flint and put it in his pocket.
- Well, get it! Found your flame! he called to the witch.
The witch pulled the rope and pulled the soldier up. And the soldier found himself again on the high road.
“Well, give me a tinderbox,” said the witch.
- What do you need, witch, this flint? the soldier asked.
- None of your business! the witch said. - Did you get the money? Give me the fire!
- Oh no! said the soldier. “Tell me right now why you need a flint and steel, otherwise I will draw a saber and cut off your head.”
- I will not say! the witch replied.
Then the soldier grabbed his saber and cut off the witch's head. The witch fell to the ground - Yes, she died here. And the soldier tied all his money in a witch's checkered apron, put the bundle on his back, and went straight to the city.
The city was big and rich. The soldier went to the largest hotel, rented the best rooms for himself and ordered all his favorite foods to be served - after all, he was now a rich man.
The servant who was cleaning his boots was surprised that such a rich gentleman had such bad boots, because the soldier had not yet had time to buy new ones. But the next day he bought himself the most beautiful clothes, a hat with a feather and boots with spurs.
Now the soldier has become a real gentleman. He was told about all the miracles that were in this city. They also told about the king, who had a beautiful daughter, the princess.
How can I see this princess? the soldier asked.
"Well, it's not that easy," he was told. The princess lives in a large copper castle, and around the castle there are high walls and stone towers. No one, except the king himself, dares to enter or exit there, because the king was predicted that his daughter was destined to become the wife of a simple soldier. And the king, of course, does not really want to intermarry with a simple soldier. So he keeps the princess locked up.
The soldier regretted that it was impossible to look at the princess, but, however, he did not grieve for a long time. And without a princess, he lived happily: he went to the theater, walked in the royal garden and distributed money to the poor. After all, he himself experienced how bad it is to sit without a penny in his pocket.
Well, since the soldier was rich, lived cheerfully and dressed beautifully, then he had many friends. Everyone called him a nice fellow, a real gentleman, and he really liked it.
Here a soldier spends and spends money and sees one day - he has only two money left in his pocket. And the soldier had to move from good places into a cramped closet under the roof. He remembered the old days: he himself began to clean his boots and sew up holes on them. None of his friends visited him again - it was too high now to climb to him.
One evening a soldier was sitting in his closet. It was already completely dark, and he had no money even for a candle. Then he remembered the witch's flint. The soldier took out a flint and began to make fire. As soon as he struck the flint, the door flew open and a dog ran in with eyes like tea saucers.
It was the same dog that the soldier saw in the first room of the dungeon.
- What do you want, soldier? the dog asked.
- That's the thing! said the soldier. - Flint, it turns out, not simple. Will it help me out of trouble?.. Get me some money! he ordered the dog.
And as soon as he said it, the dogs and the trace caught a cold. But before the soldier had time to count to two, the dog was already right there, and in her teeth she had a big bag full of copper money.
Now the soldier understood what a wonderful flint he had. It was worth hitting the flint once - a dog with eyes like tea saucers would appear, and a soldier would hit twice - a dog with eyes like mill wheels would run towards him. He strikes him three times, and the dog, with each eye the size of a tower, stands in front of him and waits for orders. The first dog drags him copper money, the second - silver, and the third - pure gold.
And so the soldier got rich again, moved to the best rooms, again began to flaunt in smart clothes.
Then all his friends again got into the habit of going to him and fell in love with him very much.
Once it occurred to a soldier;
"Why shouldn't I see the princess? Everyone says she is so beautiful. What's the use if she sits her life in a copper castle, behind high walls and towers? Well, where is my flint and flint?
And he struck the flint once. At the same moment, a dog appeared with eyes like a saucer.
"That's it, my dear!" said the soldier. “Now, it’s true, it’s already night, but I want to look at the princess. Get her here for a minute. Well, march on!
The dog immediately ran away, and before the soldier had time to come to his senses, she appeared again, and on her back lay the sleeping princess.
The princess was wonderfully beautiful. At first glance, it was clear that this is a real princess. Our soldier could not resist kissing her—that was why he was a soldier, a real gentleman, from head to toe. Then the dog carried the princess back in the same way as she had brought it.
Over morning tea, the princess told the king and queen that she had a wonderful dream at night: that she was riding a dog and some soldier kissed her.
- That's the story! the queen said.
Apparently, she did not like this dream very much.
The next night, an old lady-in-waiting was assigned to the bed of the princess and ordered to find out whether it was really a dream or something else.
And the soldier again wanted to see the beautiful princess to death.
And at night, just like yesterday, a dog appeared in the copper castle, grabbed the princess and rushed with her at full speed. Then the old lady-in-waiting put on her waterproof boots and set off in pursuit. Seeing that the dog had disappeared with the princess in one large house, the maid of honor thought: “Now we will find the youngster!” And she drew a large cross with chalk on the gate of the house, and she calmly went home to sleep.
But in vain she calmed down: when the time came to carry the princess back, the dog saw a cross on the gate and immediately guessed what was the matter. She took a piece of chalk and put crosses on all the gates of the city. This was cleverly thought up: now the maid of honor could not find the right gate in any way - after all, the same white crosses stood everywhere.
Early in the morning, the king and queen, the old lady-in-waiting, and all the royal officers went to see where the princess went on a dog at night.
- That's where! - said the king, seeing a white cross on the first gate.
- No, that's where! said the queen, seeing the cross on the other gate.
- And there is a cross there, and here! the officers said.
And no matter what gate they looked at, there were white crosses everywhere. So they didn't make any sense.
But the queen was a smart woman, a master of all trades, and not just driving around in carriages. She ordered the servants to bring in her golden scissors and a piece of silk and sewed a beautiful little pouch. She poured buckwheat into this bag and discreetly tied it to the back of the princess. Then she pierced a hole in the pouch so that the cereal would gradually fall onto the road when the princess went to her soldier.
And then at night a dog appeared, put the princess on her back and carried her to the soldier. And the soldier had already managed to fall in love with the princess so much that with all his heart he wanted to marry her. Yes, it would be nice to be a prince.
The dog ran fast, and the grits fell from the bag all the way from the copper castle to the soldier's house. But the dog didn't notice.
In the morning, the king and queen came out of the palace, looked at the road and immediately recognized where the princess had gone. The soldier was captured and put in jail.
The soldier sat behind bars for a long time. The prison was dark and boring. And then one day the guard said to the soldier:
“Tomorrow you will be hanged!”
The soldier became sad. He thought, thought how to save himself from death, but he could think of nothing. After all, the soldier forgot his wonderful flint at home.
The next day, in the morning, a soldier went up to a small window and began to look through the iron grate into the street. Crowds of people poured out of town to see how a soldier would be hanged. Drums beat, troops marched. And then a shoemaker boy in a leather apron and shoes on his bare feet ran past the prison itself. He was skipping along, and suddenly one shoe flew off his foot and hit right on the wall of the prison, near that lattice window where the soldier was standing.
- Hey, young man, do not rush! shouted the soldier. “I’m still here, and without me it won’t work there!” But if you run to my house and bring me a steel, I will give you four silver coins. Well, live!
The boy was not averse to receiving four silver coins and set off with an arrow for a flint and flint, instantly brought it, gave it to the soldier and ...
Listen to what came out of it.
A large gallows was built outside the city. Around her were troops and crowds of people. The king and queen sat on a magnificent throne. Opposite were the judges and the entire Council of State. And so the soldier was led onto the stairs, and the executioner was about to throw a noose around his neck. But then the soldier asked me to wait a minute.
“I would very much like,” he said, “to smoke a pipe of tobacco—it will be the very last pipe of my life.
And in this country there was such a custom: last wish sentenced to death must be executed. Of course, if it was a completely trifling desire.
Therefore, the king could not refuse the soldier. And the soldier put his pipe in his mouth, pulled out his flint and began to make fire. He struck the flint once, struck twice, struck three, and three dogs appeared in front of him. One had eyes like tea saucers, another like mill wheels, and a third like towers.
“Come on, help me get rid of the noose!” the soldier told them.
Then all three dogs rushed at the judges and at the state council: they would grab one by the legs, this one by the nose, and let's throw it up, so high that, falling to the ground, they all shattered.
- I don't need it! I don't want! the king shouted.
But the biggest dog grabbed him along with the queen and threw them both up. Then the army was frightened, and the people began to shout:
Long live the soldier! Be a soldier, our king and marry a beautiful princess!
The soldier was put into the royal carriage and taken to the palace. Three dogs danced in front of the carriage and cheered. The boys whistled and the troops saluted. The princess came out of the copper castle and became a queen. Clearly, she was very pleased.
The wedding feast lasted for a whole week. Three dogs were also sitting at the table, eating and drinking and turning their huge eyes.
