Armenian fairy tales about wise men and fools. Wise short stories. How the donkey Alphabet learned to respect elders - Plyatskovsky M.S.

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In times long past, there was a young king in a city. He disliked the old people and ordered them all to be killed. Only one boy saved his old father by hiding him in a dungeon.
Soon, the king of a neighboring state declared war on the young king. The young king began to gather an army. Yeget, who had sheltered his father, went down to his father in the dungeon before setting out on a campaign to say goodbye. His father admonished him with these words:
- My son, you are going to very distant places. You will endure deprivation and hunger there. It will come to the point that you will cut all the horses and eat them. Even the commander's horse, and that one will be slaughtered. After that you will turn back. On the way back, all the warriors will abandon the saddles and bridles taken from the horses. And you do not quit, though it will be hard to bear. You will meet a horse of unprecedented beauty. The one who does not have a saddle and a bridle will not fall into his hands, but will run up to you, stop in front of you and bow his head. You put a bridle on him and take him to the commander. For this, the commander will bring you closer to him and consider you his friend. Well, goodbye, go.
Everything happened just as the old man predicted. During the campaign, the army ran out of food, and the soldiers began to eat the meat of their horses. In the end, they slaughtered the commander's horse, ate it and moved back. To free themselves from the burden, the soldiers threw the saddles and bridles taken from the slaughtered horses. Only one Eget, the one who remembered the words of his father, did not leave either a saddle or a bridle.
On the way back, a horse of unprecedented beauty ran out to meet the army. Everyone rushed to catch him, but he was not given into the hands of anyone. Finally, he himself ran up to the jet, who had a saddle and a bridle, stopped in front of him and bowed his head. Yeget put a bridle on the horse, took it to the commander and gave it to him. Since then, the eget has become a friend of the commander.
Once the king went with his army for a walk to the seashore. From the shore, the king saw that something was shining at the bottom of the sea. He ordered his soldiers to get from the bottom of the sea that which shines. Many warriors dived and did not come up.
The turn of the young hunter, a friend of the commander, was approaching to dive.
Eget quickly jumped on his horse and rode home. He went to his father in the dungeon and told him about what was happening on the seashore. The old man listened to his son and said:
- My son, a tall tree grows on the seashore. At the top of that tree is a bird's nest, and in that nest is a large diamond. The radiance from this stone is reflected on the sea surface and illuminates it. When it’s your turn to dive, you tell the king: “Sir, I will have to die this way and that, and therefore let me climb this tree and look for the last time in the direction of my native hearth.” The king will allow you, and you take out that stone from the nest and give it to the king.
Eget returned to the seashore, and when it was his turn to dive, he said to the king:
- Sovereign, I will have to die this way and that, and therefore let me climb this tree and look for the last time in the direction of my native hearth.
The king allowed him. Yeget climbed a tree; as soon as he reached the nest and grabbed a stone from there, the radiance of the sea ceased, and all the people fell down. Eget descended from the tree and brought the diamond to the king.
- My friend, how did you find out about this? When you went to war, you gave the commander a horse, and now you got it and gave it a diamond, - the king was surprised.
- Oh, sir, - answered the eget: - and you will say - it's scary, and you won't say - it's hard. Well, all right, I will rely on your mercy and say: I hid my father when you ordered the killing of all the old people, and everything that I did, I learned from him. Oh, my lord, if you had not ordered to kill all the old people, they would have given a lot of good advice!
After that, the king ordered the old man to be released from the dungeon, began to keep him with him and showed him great honor. Then the king turned to his troops and said:
- My warriors, I made a big mistake when I ordered to kill all the old people. If they were alive, our entire city would be full of wisdom.

In a distant country, on a foreign side, there lived two people in the world. They were ordinary people like me and you. One of them was very unhappy, because his own stupidity made him unhappy. This unfortunate man saw the whole world faded and gray, and therefore incredibly boring. The other of them was wise and the wisdom of this man made him very happy, for he saw the whole world in the light of the sun... He knew how to distinguish colors and shapes, he found meaning in this and knew how to enjoy such a variety of colors in the light of day. Knowing how to notice this, he taught others to notice it, helping them, thereby, to be joyful and contented...
And then one day, on a fine sunny day, a happy sage met an unfortunate fool:
- Good day, dear! - the wise man took off his hat to the fool as a sign of greeting.
-Hello! - the fool nodded to the sage, - Only I don’t see anything good in this day.
-Ah, that's it! - the happy sage smiled at the unfortunate fool, - That is why your appearance is so gloomy and gloomy, my dear! And what's wrong with today, dear? - the happy one asked the unfortunate one.
- Well, at least, - the fool, delighted with the attention, began to explain to the sage the reasons for his longing, - look at these flowers ... - and he squatted down to examine the lilies of the valley closer.
- What delightful lilies of the valley! - the sage clapped his hands admiringly, - And what do you not like about them?
-They are not white, as I read about them... - the fool explained to the wise man in an upset voice, - They are somehow faded... Some kind of pale, but cornflowers.... Just look at them! They are instead of being blue - gray ... Just gray!
-Kind! - the sage suddenly laughed, - Have you tried to turn your face to the sun to see these flowers in the light of day? and he turned the fool towards the light.
He, closing his eyes for a second, looked at the same flowers and admired:
-My God! - he exclaimed, - How tender they are, these lilies of the valley! What amazing whiteness! And cornflowers! Do you see? See how blue they are?!
-Of course, my friend! - the sage laughed, - They were always like that ...
- No, not always, - the enlightened fool got angry, - I could not be mistaken, - he proved his case, - They were always pale, gray and incredibly boring ...
-Oh, yes! - exclaimed the sage suddenly, - Let me show you something?
“Show me,” the unfortunate man agreed.
- Just close your eyes, please.
Shrugging his shoulders, the fool closed his eyes, and when he closed them, the wise man turned the fool back to the sun so that, opening his eyes, the unfortunate man saw lilies of the valley and cornflowers in his own shadow, and they again seemed gray to him:
-O! - the fool sighed sadly, - I told you ... They are like a shadow again ...
- Exactly, dear one! - the sage exclaimed, - It is the shadow that makes the whole world gray and faded ... Your shadow, my friend! For you are the boundary between shadow and light! Turn around! - the wise man turned the fool from his shadow to the light, - See?! The world has regained its colors!
- Incredible! - the fool exclaimed in admiration, who, however, was no longer a fool, for he was taught by the sage to see the colors of the surrounding world in the light.
Now this man, who was once unhappy, has become happy, for he has learned that it is in his power to see light or shadow, since he himself stands on the border of these two - light and shadow ...

And we all love allegorical tales, called parables - they teach and entertain at the same time. They are full of wisdom and inspiration. And these things, as we know, do not happen much

The Parable of the Two Snowflakes

It was snowing. It was quiet and calm, and fluffy snowflakes slowly circled in a bizarre dance, slowly approaching the ground. Two small snowflakes flying nearby struck up a conversation. So that they would not be carried away from each other, they joined hands and one snowflake cheerfully said:
- What an incredible feeling of flying!
- We do not fly, we just fall, - the second answered sadly.
- Soon we will meet the ground and turn into a white fluffy blanket!
- No, we are flying towards death, and on the ground they will simply trample us.
- We will become streams and rush to the sea. We will live forever! said the first.
- No, we will melt and disappear forever, - objected to her second.
Finally they got tired of arguing. They unclenched their hands, and each flew towards the fate that she chose herself.
The parable of the tree
One tree suffered greatly because it was small, crooked and ugly. All the other trees in the neighborhood were much taller and prettier. The tree really wanted to become like them, so that its branches fluttered beautifully in the wind.
But the tree grew on the side of the cliff. Its roots clung to a small piece of soil that had accumulated in a crevice between the stones. An icy wind rustled in its branches. The sun illuminated it only in the morning, and in the afternoon it was hidden behind a rock, giving its light to other trees growing down the slope. It was simply impossible for the tree to grow larger, and it cursed its unfortunate fate.
But one morning, when the first rays of the sun illuminated it, it looked at the valley below and realized that life was not so bad. There was a magnificent view in front of him. None of the trees growing below could see even a tenth of this wonderful panorama.
The ledge of the rock protected it from snow and ice. Without its crooked trunk, knotty and strong boughs, the tree simply could not survive in this place. It had its own unique style and took its place. It was unique.
A parable about why someone else's wife is sweeter
In ancient, ancient times, the Lord blinded ten Adams. One of them plowed the land, the other herded sheep, the third fished ... After some time they came to their Father with a request:
Everything is there, but something is missing. We are bored.
The Lord gave them dough and said:
“Let everyone blind a woman at their own discretion, whoever likes what they like: plump, thin, tall, small ... And I will breathe life into them.”
After that, the Lord brought out sugar on a platter and said:
“There are ten pieces here. Let everyone take one and give it to his wife so that life with her is sweet.
They all did.
The Lord frowned.
“There is a rogue among you, for there were eleven lumps of sugar on the dish. Who took two pieces?
Everyone was silent.
The Lord took their wives from them, mixed them up, and then distributed them to whoever got what.
Since then, nine men out of ten think that someone else's wife is sweeter ... Because she ate an extra piece of sugar.
And only one of the Adams knows that all women are the same, because he himself ate the extra piece of sugar.
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Parable about the real price
A merchant bought a large diamond in Africa, the size of a pigeon's egg. He had one drawback - there was a small crack inside. The merchant turned to the jeweler for advice, and he said:
– This stone can be split into two parts, which will make two magnificent diamonds, each of which will be many times more expensive than a diamond. But a careless blow can break this miracle of nature into a handful of tiny pebbles that will cost a penny. I'm not taking that risk. Others responded the same way. But one day he was advised to turn to an old jeweler from London, a master with golden hands. He examined the stone and again spoke about the risks. The merchant said that he already knew this story by heart. Then the jeweler agreed to help, naming a good price for the work. When the merchant agreed, the jeweler summoned his young apprentice. He took the stone in his palm and once hit the diamond with a hammer, breaking it into two equal parts. The merchant asked admiringly:
How long has he been working for you?
- It's only the third day. He does not know the real value of this stone, and therefore his hand was firm.
Parable about happiness
Happiness was walking through the forest, enjoying nature, when he suddenly fell into a hole. Sits and cries. A man was walking by, Happiness heard a man and shouts from the pit:



– I want a big and beautiful house with a sea view, the most expensive one.
Happiness gave a man a beautiful house by the sea, he was delighted, ran away and forgot about Happiness. Happiness sits in a hole and cries even louder. A second man was walking past, the Happiness of the man heard and shouted to him:
- Good man! Get me out of here.
- What will you give me for this? the man asks.
- And what do you want? – asked Happiness.
- I want a lot of beautiful and expensive cars, various brands.
Happiness gave the man what he asked for, the man was delighted, forgot about Happiness and ran away. Happiness has completely lost hope. Suddenly he hears a third person coming, Happiness called out to him:
- Good man! Get me out of here.
The man pulled Happiness out of the pit and went on. Happiness was delighted, ran after him and asked:
- Human! What do you want for helping me?
“I don’t need anything,” the man replied.
And so Happiness ran after the man, never lagging behind him.
A parable about a world view
A small crooked tree grew along the road. One night a thief ran past. He saw a silhouette from a distance and with fear thought that a policeman was standing by the road, so he ran away in fright. One evening, a young man in love passed by. He saw a slender silhouette from afar and decided that his beloved was already waiting for him. He was happy and walked faster. One day a mother with a child passed by a tree. The kid, frightened by terrible tales, thought that a ghost was looking out by the road and burst into loud tears. But… a tree has always been just a tree. The world around us is just a reflection of ourselves.
Parable about where happiness is hidden
The wise old cat lay on the grass and basked in the sun. Then a small nimble kitten rushed past her. He tumbled past the cat, then jumped up briskly and began to run in circles again.
- What are you doing? the cat asked lazily.
- I'm trying to catch my tail! – out of breath, answered the kitten.
- But why? the cat laughed.
- I was told that the tail is my happiness. If I catch my tail, I will catch my happiness. So I've been running for the third day after my tail. But he always eludes me.
The old cat smiled in a way that only old cats can do and said:
- When I was young, I was also told that my tail was my happiness. I ran after my tail for many days and tried to grab it. I did not eat, did not drink, but only ran after the tail. I fell exhausted, got up and again tried to catch my tail. At some point, I despaired. And she just went where her eyes look. And you know what I suddenly noticed?
- What? the kitten asked in surprise.
- I noticed that wherever I go, my tail follows me everywhere. You don't have to run for happiness. You have to choose your path, and happiness will go with you.
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The Tale of the Bottle That Could Hold the Whole Sea

Tell me a story, dad.

“It's late, Arthur. Time for you to sleep.

“You said yourself that it’s never too late for a fairy tale.

“Well, okay,” said dad and lay down next to me on the bed.

What would you like to hear a story about today? Dad asked.

- About me, of course.

“About you and…” Dad looked around my room and smiled. - And about the bottle, which managed to contain the whole sea.

I looked at my nightstand...

The story of the fireflies. Chapter 1

Very far away in a dark, dense forest, in a clearing in a small house, lived the most ordinary family of Beetles-Fireflies: grandfather, grandmother, father, mother, daughter and youngest son.

The only unusual thing was that the fireflies did not glow in the dark at all, as they were supposed to.

And therefore they could not show the way to those who needed it.

This misfortune happened so long ago that everyone has already forgotten about its cause. The only reminder was their name, which carried...

A story about a complex sentence.

Once, in a small town called Peredelkino, an unusual incident occurred. The boy, who was known to be lazy and never received grades above three (in Russian), suddenly began to study better than the excellent student Kolya Pyaterkin, the smartest student in the entire parallel of the 9th grade. So how did all this happen? Interesting? That's how! One sunny September day, on the road from school to home, a boy walked slowly, completely ordinary ...

Once the Wizard and the old Sage met.

“I can make anyone, the most unfortunate, the poorest person, happy,” the Wizard boasted.

- How? the Sage asked.

“I will give a man everything he wants, all his cherished dreams will come true,” said the Wizard.

But the Sage just smiled.

Are you doubting my abilities? – the Wizard was offended.

“I am sure that you can fulfill any desire,” the Sage objected, “but it seems to me that this ...

Once Satan fell ill to death ..
She's dying... but she still wants to live...

He gathered his wise men and said:
- I'm dying .. - there is no joy ..

The wise men began to damn thought-think -

Well, how to help the gore..

And only the smallest devil - gave advice -
because he was still small:

It is necessary to find a person with pure joy ..
Satan will enter him .. - and be cured - stealing joy ..

The servants rushed to look for the pure in joy
yes.. didn't find it..

(anashemerep merog with onvad elmez an tsodar...

And the next morning Svetik continued on his way.

He had been flying fast, fast for several days now, afraid to be late and not catch the old Firefly, stopping to rest only when it got dark. Finally, he saw an old branchy oak in the middle of the clearing, which, according to Filin, was supposed to serve as his guide.

Slowing down, Brightwing landed on a long, sprawling oak branch that jutted out like the paw of a huge beast and served as an excellent landing site.

In the Big...

SAGE AND POT

A man came to Hodja and asked Hodja:
"Come on, tell me the truth!" “But I won’t tell!” -
Nasreddin said in response ... "Sage, but - why?"

“But because there is no sense ... and he explained to him:
Imagine that Truth is water and man is a pot...

One - always stands upside down, even if it is deep,

But you can't pour water into it... Another pot has a hole,

And again all the labors are in vain, you pour, you pour, and everything is empty ...

And finally, there is the third kind: it does not stand upside down...

Do you know why only old people tell fairy tales?

Because a fairy tale is the wisest thing in the world!

After all, everything passes, and only true fairy tales remain ...

The story is wisdom.

To tell fairy tales, you need to know a lot,

You need to see what others can't see

And for this you need to live long.

Therefore, only old people know how to tell fairy tales.

As it says in the main, ancient and great book of magic:

“An old man is one who has gained wisdom!”

In this work, I tried to reflect on where we, children, draw wisdom from. Thanks to this, we learn to distinguish between good and evil, truth and falsehood. The answer is simple - these are Russian folk tales.

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Fairy tale is the source of wisdom!

What is wisdom? I believe that wisdom is a folk experience collected by many generations. Even in ancient times, when there was no writing, fairy tales appeared. And we still say that folk wisdom is contained in fairy tales: ideas about good and evil, about honor and dishonor, about greed and simplicity - that is, ideas about those human qualities that are in each of us. It is no coincidence that each fairy tale ends with the words: "A fairy tale is a lie, but there is a hint in it, a lesson for good fellows."

Which of us did not read fairy tales as a child?! Reading fairy tales, they taught us the mind, that is, they passed on their life experience, their wisdom. And I, listening to these tales, understood what a person should be like, how to behave with friends, what lies and truth, kindness of the soul, forgiveness, courage. On the images of the heroines of Vasilisa the Wise and Vasilisa the Beautiful, I learned to be feminine, simple and honest, kind, I learned to love people. I believe that these heroines are the prototype of Russian women. Quiet, modest, calm, they have always been an ideal for us, remained faithful to their loved ones, to their homeland. Recall the fairy tales "The Scarlet Flower", "Finist - the Clear Falcon", "The Frog Princess". Despite the fact that these are fairy tales and there is a lot of fiction in them, I believe that everything that is happening now in real life very often looks like a fairy tale.

There are other fairy tales - fairy tales about animals. They teach us how to behave among people. A person should not be greedy, cunning, evil, cowardly and cruel. That is why each animal in these tales is endowed with its own character. The hare is an eternal coward, the fox is cunning and impudent, the wolf is cruel and treacherous, and the bear is strong and rude. And even in these fairy tales, goodness, friendship and mutual assistance always win. Recall the fairy tales "Teremok", "Golden Cockerel". What helped these heroes survive? Love for each other and mutual assistance. Fairy tales always glorify goodness and wisdom, so fairy tales educate, make people better.

I would like to tell you more about everyday fairy tales. I like the fairy tale "The Wise Maiden". Remember how the girl got out of all the difficult situations and how she completed all the tasks with dignity. The king says: “When your daughter is wise, let her come to me in the morning - neither on foot, nor on a horse, nor naked, nor dressed, nor with a gift, nor without a present.” The seven-year-old girl was resourceful. She threw off all her clothes, put on a net, took a quail in her hands, mounted a hare and rode to the palace. This tale teaches that before you do something, you need to think it over well.

Our poets and writers liked folk tales so much that they even became their first teachers. “What a charm these fairy tales are - each is a poem!” - exclaimed A.S. Pushkin. He not only grew up on Russian folk tales told by Arina Rodionovna, but he himself wrote magnificent

fairy tales. Do not carry the wisdom of "The Tale of the Dead Princess and the Seven Bogatyrs", "The Tale of Tsar Saltan", "The Tale of the Golden Cockerel", etc..

Fairy tales were also written by M.Yu. Lermontov, Yu.K. Olesha, K.G. Paustovsky, K.I. Chukovsky, S.Ya. Marshak. I like "The Tale of Lost Time" by E.L. Schwartz. This is really a fairy tale not only for children, but for adults. How much time we waste! This time runs at lightning speed, and we waste ourselves on all sorts of nonsense, forgetting about the main thing. And what is the main thing? The main thing is to be able to do good deeds. This is exactly what the girl Zhenya understood in time from the fairy tale “Flower-Semitsvetik” by V.P. Kataev. She spent her last petal to save a sick boy. She wanted him to run, play and enjoy life, like herself.

Human education begins from the first days of life. Unfortunately, young children are not given to understand adult books, so they draw all their wisdom from fairy tales, from good Russian fairy tales!