White duck fairy tale. The White Duck is a Russian folk tale. Princess Nesmeyana - Russian folk tale
The White Duck is a Russian folk tale with pictures of the confrontation between good and evil, which should be read to children of all ages. She tells about a strong, happy and friendly family, which the wicked witch tried to destroy. The tale teaches you to love and take care of your neighbors in any difficulties in life. It shows that good always triumphs over evil.
The white duck was passed from mouth to mouth from generation to generation, so it is not known who wrote it, the Russian people are recognized as the author of this work. An analysis of the tale shows that elements that have come down to us from ancient times have been preserved in it. In ancient times, people believed in the conversion of people into animals. In this tale, a young mother transforms into the White Duck, in which you can hardly recognize a beautiful woman. But the husband recognizes her as his beloved, and thus the spell of the insidious sorceress breaks down. Good wins.
Summary of the fairy tale White Duck (retelling)
Once upon a time there was a prince, and he married a beautiful girl.
Soon after the wedding, the young couple had to leave. The young princess was very worried. I didn’t drink, didn’t eat, didn’t leave the white-stone chambers. But one day a woman came, seemingly kind, and deceived me into the garden and turned into a white duck. And she changed into her clothes and began to wait for the prince.
He didn't understand anything. The duck has made a nest for itself. She laid the testicles, and soon she had beautiful babies. Two ordinary boys, and one scum.
The children grew up and began to play not far from the princely palace. The witch noticed them and decided to destroy them. She locked them in a barn and waited for them to fall asleep. Brothers always had the youngest bastard in their bosom. He tried to deceive the evil witch, but she was more cunning and killed the sleeping children.
The white duck has been waiting for the children from the walk for a long time. Without waiting, flew to the prince's house. Seeing the dead boys, she wept bitterly. The prince heard sobs, went out onto the porch, and the White Duck flew right into his arms. The prince recognized and disenchanted his beloved. Then they revived the children with living and dead water.
The evil sorceress was killed. And they began to live happily ever after and make good!
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Russian folk tales
The Russian folk tale "The White Duck" is a fairy tale about a princess who was turned into a white duck by a wicked witch when her husband left. The white duck brought out the kids - two were normal, and one was a bum. The children began to grow up and visit the princely court. The witch immediately understood who it was and decided to lure and kill them. She managed to do this, and when the white duck saw a terrible picture, she began to lament over her children. The prince heard that the duck was wailing humanly, left the house, recited a spell and the white duck again became a princess. They equipped a magpie for living and speaking water, with the help of which they revived and returned the gift of speech to children. And the witch was tied to a horse and scattered across the field.
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O The dean prince married a beautiful princess and did not have time to look at her, did not have time to talk with her, did not have time to listen to her, and he had to part, he had to go on a long journey, leave his wife in the hands of others. What to do! They say you can't sit for a century embracing.
The princess cried a lot, the prince persuaded her a lot, commanded not to leave the high tower, not to go to a conversation, not to get involved with bad people, not to obey bad speeches. The princess promised to fulfill everything.
The prince left, she locked herself in her room and did not come out.
How long, or short, a woman came to her, it seemed - so simple, heartfelt!
What, - he says, - do you miss? If only she looked at the light of day, even if she walked around the garden, she would open her melancholy.
For a long time the princess discouraged herself, did not want to, finally thought: it’s not a problem to walk around the garden, and went.
Spring crystal water was pouring in the garden.
What, - says the woman, - the day is so hot, the sun is beating down, and the cold water is still splashing, should we not swim here?
“No, no, I don’t want to!” And then I thought: it’s not a problem to swim!
She threw off her sundress and jumped into the water. As soon as she plunged, the woman hit her on the back.
Swim you, - he says, - with a white duck!
And the princess swam like a white duck.
The witch immediately dressed up in her dress, cleaned herself up, painted and sat down to wait for the prince.
As soon as the puppy yelped, the bell tinkled, she was already running towards him, rushed to the prince, kisses, pardons. He was delighted, he stretched out his hands and did not recognize her.
And the white duck inflicted the testicles, brought out the kids: two good ones, and the third one - a wretched one; and her children came out - children.
She raised them, they began to walk along the river, fish for gold, collect scraps, sew caftans, and jump out onto the shore, and look at the meadow.
“Oh, don’t go there, children!” Said the mother.
The children weren't listening; today they will play on the grass, tomorrow they will run on the ant, further, further - and climbed into the prince's court.
The witch recognized them by instinct, gritted her teeth. So she called the kids, fed and watered them and put them to bed, and there she ordered them to spread fires, hang boilers, sharpen knives.
The two brothers went to bed and fell asleep; and the wretch, so as not to get cold, ordered their mother to wear it in their little buns, - the wretch does not sleep, hears everything, sees everything.
At night, a witch came under the door and asked:
Are you sleeping, children, or not? Zamoryshek answers:
- Do not sleep!
The witch left, walked, walked, again under the door.
Sleep, kids, or not? Zamoryshek says the same thing again:
We are sleeping - we are not sleeping, we think that they want to cut us all: they put in viburnum fires, boil over boilers, sharpen damask knives!
“What is all this one voice?” - the witch thought, slowly opened the door, saw: both brothers were sleeping soundly, immediately she wrapped her dead hand around them - and they died.
In the morning, the white duck calls the children: the children are not coming. Her heart sensed, she roused herself and flew to the prince's court.
In the prince's court, white as handkerchiefs, cold as little plates, the brothers lay side by side.
She rushed to them, rushed, dismissed her wings, grabbed the children and screamed in a mother's voice:
Quack, quack, my kids!
Quack, quack, pigeons!
I nursed you with need,
I drank you with a tear,
The dark night didn't get enough sleep
Sweet couscous was malnourished!
Wife, do you hear, unprecedented? The duck condemns.
It seems to you! Tell the duck to leave the yard!
They will chase her away, she will fly around and again to the children:
Quack, quack, my kids!
Quack, quack, pigeons!
An old witch has ruined you,
The old witch, the fierce snake,
The snake is fierce, subcold;
She took our dear father from us,
My own father - my husband,
Drowned us in a fast river,
Turned us into white ducks
And she herself lives, she is dignified!
"Hey!" - thought the prince and shouted:
Catch me a white duck! Everyone rushed, but the white duck flies and is not given to anyone; the prince ran out himself, she fell into his arms. He took her by the wing and says:
- Become a white birch behind me, and a red maiden in front!
A white birch tree stretched out behind him, and a red girl stood in front, and in the red girl the prince recognized his young princess.
Immediately they caught a magpie, tied two vials on it, ordered to draw living water in one, and speaking water in the other. The magpie flew away, brought water. They sprinkled the children with living water - they roused themselves, sprinkled the talker - they started talking.
And the prince had a whole family, and they all began to live and live, to make good, it is bad to forget.
And the witch was tied to a horse's tail, opened across the field: where the leg came off, there was a poker; where the hand is, there is a rake; where the head is, there is a bush and a log. Birds flew in - the meat ate, the winds rose - the bones were scattered, and there was no trace of her, no memory!
One prince married a beautiful princess and did not have time to look at her yet, did not have time to talk with her, did not have time to listen to her, and he had to part, he had to go on a long journey, leave his wife in the hands of others. What to do! They say you can't sit for a century embracing!
The princess cried a lot, the prince tried to persuade her a lot, commanded not to leave the high tower, not to go to a conversation with bad people, not to woo, not to obey bad speeches. The princess promised to fulfill everything.
The prince left, she locked herself in her room and did not come out.
How long, or short, a woman came to her, it seemed - so simple, heartfelt!
What, - he says, - do you miss? If only she looked at the light of day, even if she walked around the garden, she would open her melancholy.
For a long time the princess dissuaded herself, did not want to, at last, she thought: “It’s not a problem to walk around the garden,” and she went.
Spring crystal water was pouring in the garden.
What, - says the woman, - the day is so hot, the sun is beating down, and the water is chilly - and splashing, shouldn't we swim here?
No, no, I don’t want to! - And then I thought: "After all, it doesn't matter to swim!"
She threw off her sundress and jumped into the water. Just plunged, the woman hit her on the back:
Swim you, - he says, - with a white duck!
And the princess swam like a white duck.
The witch immediately dressed up in her dress, cleaned herself up, painted and sat down to wait for the prince.
As soon as the puppy yelped, the bell rang - she was already running towards him, rushed to the prince, kisses, pardons. He was delighted, he stretched out his hands and did not recognize her.
And the white duck inflicted the testicles, brought out the kids, two good ones, and the third one was a mess, and her kids came out - kids.
She raised them, they began to walk along the river, fish for gold, collect scraps, sew caftaniks, and jump out onto the shore, and look at the meadow.
Oh, don't go there, children! - said the mother.
The children weren't listening; today they will play on the grass, tomorrow they will run on the ant, further, further, and climbed into the prince's court.
The witch recognized them by instinct, gritted her teeth. So she called the kids, fed and watered them and put them to bed, and there she ordered them to spread fires, hang boilers, sharpen knives.
The two brothers went to bed and fell asleep, - and the wretched woman, so as not to get cold, ordered them to wear them in their groin - the wretched man does not sleep, he hears everything, sees everything.
At night, a witch came under the door and asked:
Are you sleeping, children, or not?
Zamoryshek answers:
Do not sleep!
The witch left, walked, walked, again under the door:
Sleep, kids, or not?
Zamoryshek says the same thing again:
We sleep - we do not sleep, I think we think that they want to cut us all; fires are put in viburnum, boilers are hanging ebullient, knives are sharpening damask!
In the morning, the white duck calls the children; the kids won't. Her heart sensed, she roused herself and flew to the prince's court.
In the prince's court, white as handkerchiefs, cold as little plates, the brothers lay side by side.
She rushed to them, rushed, dismissed her wings, grabbed the children and screamed in a mother's voice:
Quack, quack, my kids!
Quack, quack, pigeons!
I nursed you with need,
I drank you with a tear,
The dark night didn't get enough sleep
Sweet couscous was malnourished!
Wife, do you hear the unprecedented? The duck condemns.
It seems to you! Tell the duck to leave the yard!
They will chase her away, she will fly around and again to the children:
Quack, quack, my kids!
Quack, quack, pigeons!
An old witch has ruined you,
The old witch, the fierce snake,
The snake is fierce, subcold:
She took your own father from you,
My own father - my husband,
Drowned us in a fast river,
Turned us into white ducks
And she herself lives - she is dignified!
"Hey!" - thought the prince and shouted:
Catch me a white duck!
Everyone rushed, but the white duck flies and is not given to anyone; the prince ran out himself, she fell into his arms.
He took her by the wing and says:
Become, white birch, behind me, and the red maiden is in front!
White birch stretched out behind him, and the red girl stood in front, and in the red girl the prince recognized his young princess.
Immediately they caught a magpie, tied two vials on it, ordered to draw living water in one, and speaking water in the other. The magpie flew away, brought water. They sprinkled the children with living water - they roused themselves, sprinkled the speaker - they started talking.
And the prince had a whole family, and they all began to live and live, to make good, it is bad to forget.
And the witch was tied to a horse's tail, opened across the field; and there was no trace of her, no memory!
O The dean prince married a beautiful princess and did not have time to look at her yet, did not have time to talk to her, did not have time to listen to her, and it was necessary for them to part, he had to get ready for a long journey, leave his wife in the hands of others. And what to do! They say you can't sit for a century embracing.
The princess shed many tears, the prince persuaded her a lot, commanded not to leave their high tower, not to go to a conversation, not to waddle with bad people, not to obey bad speeches. The princess promised to fulfill everything.
The prince left, she locked herself in her room and did not go anywhere.
How long, or short, a woman came to her, it seemed - so simple, heartfelt!
- What, - he says, - do you miss the princess? If only she looked at the light of day, even if she walked around the garden, she dispelled her melancholy.
For a long time the princess dissuaded herself, did not want to obey, finally thought: walking around the garden is not a big deal, and she went.
Crystal spring water poured in the garden.
- What, - says the woman, - the day is so hot, the sun is beating down, and the cold water is still splashing, shouldn't we swim here?
- No, no, I don’t want to! - said the princess, and then thought: it’s not a problem to swim!
She threw off her sundress and jumped into the water. As soon as the princess plunged, the woman hit her on the back:
- Swim you, - he says, - with a white duck!
And the princess swam like a white duck.
The witch immediately dressed up in her dress, cleaned herself up, painted and sat down to wait for the prince.
As soon as the puppy yelped, the bell rang, she was already running towards the prince, rushed to him, kisses, pardons. The prince was delighted, he stretched out his hands and did not recognize her.
And the white duck inflicted the testicles, brought out the kids: two good ones, and the third one - a wretched one. And her children came out - children.
She raised them, they began to walk according to speech, catch gold fish, collect scraps, sew caftans, and jump out onto the shore, and look at the meadow.
Oh, don't go there, my children! - said the mother.
The children did not listen to her. Today they will play on the grass, tomorrow they will run on the ant, farther and farther - and they climbed into the prince's court.
The witch recognized them by instinct, her teeth gnashed at them. So she called the children, fed and watered them and put them to bed, and then ordered them to light the fire, hang cauldrons, and sharpen sharp knives.
The two brothers went to bed and fell fast asleep, and the wretch, so as not to get cold, ordered their mother to wear it in their groin - the wretch does not sleep, he hears everything, sees everything.
At night, a witch came under the door and asked:
- Are you sleeping, kids, or not?
Zamoryshek answers:
- Do not sleep!
The witch left, walked, walked, again comes under the door and asks:
- Are you sleeping, kids, or not?
Zamoryshek again says the same thing to her:
- We are not sleeping, I think that they want to cut us all. They put viburnum fires, boilers rise up ebullient, sharpen damask knives!
"Why is all this one voice heard?" - thought the witch, quietly opened the door, looks: both brothers are fast asleep, she immediately swept her dead hand around them - and they died.
In the morning, the white duck calls the children. Children don't go to her.
Her heart sensed, she roused herself and flew to the prince's court.
In the prince's court, white as handkerchiefs, cold as little plates, the brothers lay side by side.
She rushed to them, rushed, dismissed her wings, clasped her children and screamed in a mother's voice:
Quack, quack, my kids!
Quack, quack, pigeons!
I nursed you with need,
I drank you with a tear,
The night didn't get enough sleep
Sweet couscous was malnourished!
The prince heard this and said:
- Wife, do you hear the unprecedented? The duck condemns.
His wife answers him:
- It all seems to you! Tell this duck to get out of the yard!
They will chase her away, she will fly around and again to the children:
Quack, quack, my kids!
Quack, quack, pigeons!
An old witch has ruined you,
The old witch, the fierce snake,
The snake is fierce, subcold.
She took your dear father from you,
A native father - my husband,
Drowned us in a fast river,
Turned us into white ducks
And she herself lives - she is dignified!
"Hey!" - thought the prince and shouted:
- Catch me this white duck!
Everyone rushed, but the white duck flies and is not given to anyone. The prince ran out himself, she fell into his arms.
He took her by the wing and says:
- Become a white birch behind me, and a red maiden in front!
White birch stretched out behind him, and the red girl stood in front, and in the red girl the prince recognized his young princess.
Immediately they caught a magpie, tied two vials on it, ordered to draw living water in one, and speaking water in the other. The magpie flew away, brought water. They sprinkled the children with living water - they roused themselves, sprinkled the talker - they started talking.
And the prince became a whole family, and everyone began to live and live, but make good money, it is bad to forget.
And the witch was tied to a horse's tail, opened across the field: where the leg came off, there was a poker. Where the hand is, there is a rake. Where the head is - there is a bush and a log. Birds flew in - ate the meat, the winds rose - the bones were scattered, and there was no trace of it, not a memory!
- THE END -
Illustrations: Shevaryova Tamara Petrovna
One prince married a beautiful princess and did not have time to look at her yet, did not have time to talk to her, did not have time to listen to her, and he had to part, he had to go on a long journey, leave his wife in the hands of others. What to do! They say you can't sit for a century embracing.
The princess cried a lot, the prince persuaded her a lot, commanded not to leave the high tower, not to go to a conversation, not to get involved with bad people, not to obey bad speeches. The princess promised to fulfill everything. The prince has left; she has locked herself in her room and does not come out.
How long, or short, a woman came to her, it seemed - so simple, heartfelt!
What, - he says, - do you miss? If only she looked at the light of God, even if she walked around the garden, she would open her melancholy.
For a long time the princess dissuaded herself, did not want to, finally thought: it’s not a problem to walk around the garden - and went. Spring crystal water was pouring in the garden.
What, - says the woman, - the day is so hot, the sun is beating down, and the cold water is still splashing, should we not swim here?
No, no, I don’t want to! - And then I thought: it's not a problem to swim!
She threw off her sundress and jumped into the water. As soon as she plunged, the woman hit her on the back.
Swim you, - he says, - with a white duck!
And the princess swam like a white duck.
The witch immediately dressed up in her dress, cleaned herself up, painted and sat down to wait for the prince.
As soon as the puppy yelped, the bell tinkled, she was already running towards him, rushed to the prince, kisses, pardons. He was delighted, he stretched out his hands and did not recognize her.
And the white duck inflicted the testicles, brought out the kids: two good ones, and the third one a little bitch; and her children came out - children.
She raised them, they began to walk along the river, fish for gold, collect scraps, sew caftans, and jump out onto the shore, and look at the meadow.
Oh, don't go there, children! - said the mother. The children weren't listening; today they will play on the grass, tomorrow they will run on the ant, further, further - and climbed into the prince's court.
The witch recognized them by instinct, gritted her teeth. So she called the kids, fed and watered them and put them to bed, and there she ordered them to spread fires, hang boilers, sharpen knives.
The two brothers went to bed and fell asleep; and the wretch, so as not to get cold, ordered their mother to wear it in their little buns, - the wretch does not sleep, hears everything, sees everything. At night, a witch came under the door and asked:
Are you sleeping, children, or not?
Zamoryshek answers:
We sleep - we do not sleep, I think we think that they want to cut us all; fires are put in viburnum, boilers are hanging ebullient, knives are burning damask!
Do not sleep!
The witch left, walked, walked, again under the door:
Sleep, kids, or not?
Zamoryshek says the same thing again:
We sleep - we do not sleep, I think we think that they want to cut us all; fires are put in viburnum, boilers are hanging ebullient, knives are sharpening damask!
In the morning the white duck calls the children; the kids won't. Her heart sensed, she roused herself and flew to the prince's court.
In the prince's court, white as handkerchiefs, cold as little plates, the brothers lay side by side.
She rushed to them, rushed, dismissed her wings, grabbed the children and screamed in a mother's voice:
Quack, quack, my kids
Quack, quack, pigeons,
I nursed you with need,
I drank you with a tear,
The dark night didn't get enough sleep
The sweet cous was malnourished.
Wife, do you hear the unprecedented? The duck condemns.
It seems to you! Tell the duck to leave the yard!
They will chase her away, she will fly around and again to the children:
Quack, quack, my kids.
Quack, quack, dove-point.
An old witch has ruined you,
The old witch, the fierce snake,
The snake is fierce, subcold.
She took your own father from you,
My own father - my husband,
Drowned us in a fast river,
Turned us into white ducks
And she herself lives - she is magnified.
"Hey!" - thought the prince and shouted:
Catch me a white duck!
Everyone rushed, but the white duck flies and is not given to anyone; the prince ran out himself, she fell into his arms. He took her by the wing and says:
Become the white birch behind me, and the red maiden in front!
A white birch tree stretched out behind him, and a red girl stood in front, and in the red girl the prince recognized his young princess.
Immediately they caught a magpie, tied two vials on it, ordered to draw living water in one, and speaking water in the other. The magpie flew away, brought water. They sprinkled the children with living water - they roused themselves, sprinkled the talker - they started talking.
And the prince had a whole family, and they all began to live and live, to make good, it is bad to forget.
And the witch was tied to a horse's tail, opened across the field: where the leg came off, there was a poker; where the hand is, there is a rake; where is the head -
