Tar barrel
Once upon a time there lived a grandfather and a grandmother. They had a granddaughter, Tanya. One day they were sitting near their house, and a shepherd drove a herd of cows past. All sorts of cows: red, and motley, and black, and white. And with one cow running next to him was a little black bull. Where it will jump, where it will jump. A very good bull.
Tanya says:
If only we could have a calf like this.
Grandfather thought and thought and came up with an idea: I’ll get a calf for Tanya. He didn’t say where he would get it.
Now the night has come. Grandma went to bed, Tanya went to bed, the cat went to bed, the dog went to bed, the chickens went to bed, but grandpa didn’t go to bed. I got ready slowly and went into the forest.
He came to the forest, picked resin from the trees, filled a bucket full and returned home.
Grandma is sleeping, Tanya is sleeping, the cat is sleeping, the dog is sleeping, the chickens are also asleep, one grandfather is not sleeping - the calf is doing. He took some straw and made a bull out of the straw. I took four sticks and made legs. Then he attached the head, horns, and then smeared everything with resin, and grandfather came out with a resin bull, a black bull. Grandfather looked at the bull - a good bull. There's just something missing from him. What is he missing? Grandfather began to look at it - there were horns, there were legs, but there was no tail! Grandfather took it and adjusted the tail. And as soon as he managed to fix his tail, lo and behold! — the tar bull himself ran into the barn.
Tanya and her grandmother got up in the morning, went out into the yard, and a tar bull, a black barrel, was walking around the yard.
Tanya was delighted, picked some grass, and began to feed the tar bull. And then she led the bull to graze. She drove it to a steep bank, onto a green meadow, tied it with a string, and went home.
And the bull eats grass and wags its tail.
Here comes Mishka the Bear from the forest. The bull stands with its back to the forest, does not move, only its skin glistens in the sun.
Look, you're so fat, thinks Mishka the Bear, I'll eat the bull.
Here the bear sidles up to the bull, grabs the bull... and sticks. And the bull waved his tail and went home. Top-top...
The bear got scared and asked:
Tar bull, straw barrel, let me go into the forest.
And the bull walks, dragging the bear behind him.
And on the porch there are grandfather, grandmother, and Tanya sitting, greeting the bull. They looked and he brought a bear.
- That's it, bull! - says grandfather. - Look what a huge bear he brought. Now I’m going to sew myself a bear coat.
The bear got scared and asked:
-Grandfather, grandmother, granddaughter Tanya, don’t destroy me, let me go, I’ll bring you honey from the forest for this.
Grandfather unstuck the bear's paw from the bull's back. The bear rushed into the forest. They only saw him.
The next day Tanya again drove the bull to graze. The bull eats grass and wags its tail. Here comes a wolf from the forest - a gray tail. I looked around and saw a bull. A wolf crept up, clicked his teeth, and grabbed the bull in the side, grabbed it and got stuck in the resin.
A wolf here, a wolf here, a wolf this way and that. The gray one can't escape. So he began to ask for a bullock: - Bullock, bullock, tar barrel! Let me go into the forest.
But the bull doesn’t seem to hear, he turns and goes home. Top-top! - and came.
The old man saw the wolf and said:
-Hey! That's who the bull brought today! I will have a wolf fur coat.
The wolf was scared.
-Oh, old man, let me go into the forest, I’ll bring you a bag of nuts for this.
The grandfather of the wolf was released - that’s all they saw.
And tomorrow the bull went to graze.
He walks around the meadow, eats grass, and drives away flies with his tail. Suddenly a runaway bunny jumped out of the forest. He looks at the bull and wonders: what kind of bull is walking here? He ran up to it, touched it with his paw, and it stuck.
-Ah ah ah! - the runaway bunny cried.
And the bull is top-top! — brought him home.
- Well done, bull! - says grandfather. “Now I’ll sew bunny sleeves for Tanya.”
And the bunny asks:
-Let me go. I’ll bring you cabbages and a red ribbon for Tanya.
The old man pulled out the hare's foot. The bunny galloped away.
In the evening, grandfather, grandmother, and granddaughter Tanya sat on the porch - they looked: a bear was running into our yard, bringing a whole beehive of honey - here you go!
Before they had time to take the honey, a gray wolf runs, carrying a bag of nuts - please! Before they had time to take the nuts, the bunny runs - a head of cabbage and a red ribbon for Tanya - take it quickly!
No one was deceived.
Tar barrel
A Russian folk tale about the cunning and equanimity of the main character, the tar barrel bull.
The fairy tale teaches resourcefulness. Once upon a time there lived a grandfather and a grandmother. They had a granddaughter, Tanya. One day they were sitting near their house, and a shepherd drove a herd of cows past. All sorts of cows: red, and motley, and black, and white. And with one cow running next to him was a little black bull. Where it will jump, where it will jump. A very good bull.
Tanya says:
If only we could have a calf like this.
Grandfather thought and thought and came up with an idea: I’ll get a calf for Tanya. He didn’t say where he would get it.
Now the night has come. Grandma went to bed, Tanya went to bed, the cat went to bed, the dog went to bed, the chickens went to bed, but grandpa didn’t go to bed. I got ready slowly and went into the forest.
He came to the forest, picked resin from the trees, filled a bucket full and returned home.
Grandma is sleeping, Tanya is sleeping, the cat is sleeping, the dog is sleeping, the chickens are also asleep, one grandfather is not sleeping - the calf is doing. He took some straw and made a bull out of the straw. I took four sticks and made legs. Then he attached the head, horns, and then smeared everything with resin, and grandfather came out with a resin bull, a black bull. Grandfather looked at the bull - a good bull. There's just something missing from him. What is he missing? Grandfather began to look at it - there were horns, there were legs, but there was no tail! Grandfather took it and adjusted the tail. And as soon as he managed to fix his tail, lo and behold! — the tar bull himself ran into the barn.
Tanya and her grandmother got up in the morning, went out into the yard, and a tar bull, a black barrel, was walking around the yard.
Tanya was delighted, picked some grass, and began to feed the tar bull. And then she led the bull to graze. She drove it to a steep bank, onto a green meadow, tied it with a string, and went home.
And the bull eats grass and wags its tail.
Here comes Mishka the Bear from the forest. The bull stands with its back to the forest, does not move, only its skin glistens in the sun.
Look, you're so fat, thinks Mishka the Bear, I'll eat the bull.
Here the bear sidles up to the bull, grabs the bull... and sticks. And the bull waved his tail and went home. Top-top...
The bear got scared and asked:
Tar bull, straw barrel, let me go into the forest.
And the bull walks, dragging the bear behind him.
And on the porch there are grandfather, grandmother, and Tanya sitting, greeting the bull. They looked and he brought a bear.
- That's it, bull! - says grandfather. - Look what a huge bear he brought. Now I’m going to sew myself a bear coat.
The bear got scared and asked:
-Grandfather, grandmother, granddaughter Tanya, don’t destroy me, let me go, I’ll bring you honey from the forest for this.
Grandfather unstuck the bear's paw from the bull's back. The bear rushed into the forest. They only saw him.
The next day Tanya again drove the bull to graze. The bull eats grass and wags its tail. Here comes a wolf from the forest - a gray tail. I looked around and saw a bull. A wolf crept up, clicked his teeth, and grabbed the bull in the side, grabbed it and got stuck in the resin.
A wolf here, a wolf here, a wolf this way and that. The gray one can't escape. So he began to ask for a bullock: - Bullock, bullock, tar barrel! Let me go into the forest.
But the bull doesn’t seem to hear, he turns and goes home. Top-top! - and came.
The old man saw the wolf and said:
-Hey! That's who the bull brought today! I will have a wolf fur coat.
The wolf was scared.
-Oh, old man, let me go into the forest, I’ll bring you a bag of nuts for this.
The grandfather of the wolf was released - that’s all they saw.
And tomorrow the bull went to graze.
He walks around the meadow, eats grass, and drives away flies with his tail. Suddenly a runaway bunny jumped out of the forest. He looks at the bull and wonders: what kind of bull is walking here? He ran up to it, touched it with his paw, and it stuck.
-Ah ah ah! - the runaway bunny cried.
And the bull is top-top! — brought him home.
- Well done, bull! - says grandfather. “Now I’ll sew bunny sleeves for Tanya.”
And the bunny asks:
-Let me go. I’ll bring you cabbages and a red ribbon for Tanya.
The old man pulled out the hare's foot. The bunny galloped away.
In the evening, grandfather, grandmother, and granddaughter Tanya sat on the porch - they looked: a bear was running into our yard, bringing a whole beehive of honey - here you go!
Before they had time to take the honey, a gray wolf runs, carrying a bag of nuts - please! Before they had time to take the nuts, the bunny runs - a head of cabbage and a red ribbon for Tanya - take it quickly!
No one was deceived.
