The bear is walking across the field. Bear Clubfoot - full version and several folk ones. Agnia Barto does not have such a poem

My son really loves the poem about the clubfoot bear! I'm tired of telling the same quatrains:

Teddy Bear
Walking through the forest
Collects cones
And he puts it in his pocket.

Suddenly, a cone fell.
Right in the bear's forehead...
Mishka got angry
And with your foot - stomp!

I won't do it anymore
Collect cones
I'll lie down in the den,
I'll sleep soundly!

I found other options! More authentic)

A clubfooted bear is walking through the forest,

He collects cones and sings songs.

A mischievous squirrel hops and hops from a branch,

She dropped the cone - right on Mishka's forehead.

Mishka sat down on the grass and let’s roar.

The stupid bear was scared of the bump.

I won’t collect pine cones anymore.”

He hid under the tree as the leaf trembled.

Lo and behold, a gray bunny is running through the forest.

Mishka felt ashamed and rubbed away his tears with his paw

And it goes into a thick raspberry field with a box.

The four-legged hedgehog hid in the bushes.

Again the clubfoot was frightened: “Ah!”

“I won’t walk through the forest anymore,

I’d rather sleep soundly in the den!”

The clubfoot bear sleeps and dreams.

It will be sweet to sleep in the den until spring!

A clubfooted bear is walking through the forest,

He collects cones and sings songs.

Suddenly a cone fell, right on the bear’s forehead,

The bear stumbled and hit the ground!

A mockingbird-thrush whistled on a branch:

The clumsy bear stepped on its tail!

And five rabbits will follow him -

“Teddy Bear!” they scream from the bushes.

All the forest people picked up the teaser:

The clumsy bear is walking through the forest!

The little bear rushed to the den -

It's better to die than legs like that!

He hid behind the closet and roared:

Everyone teases me with the clubfooted bear...

Mom smiled: “Silly son.

Don't be shy, dear, about your clubbed feet.

I'm a clubfoot, and dad is a clubfoot,

And Grandfather Potap had a nice clubbing.”

The teddy bear became terribly proud,

I washed my paws with soap and ate honey cake.

He came out of the den and started yelling:

The clumsy bear is walking through the forest!!!

The clubfooted bear is walking through the forest,

How not to have fun, how not to sing to him,

The clumsy bear found honey in the forest.

He wandered into a raspberry patch, ate the berries,

Night came and Mishka lay down and snored,

But the good old bumblebee climbed into the skin,

All my ears were buzzing about the hollow and the spruce.

“Just to keep warm,” the bumblebee buzzed in the night,

The bees have excellent honey and it’s warm inside,”

The bear listened, listened, honey is his food,

The dream disappeared, and Mishka ran there.

Cones for a squirrel, she's smart,

I showed Mishka where the bee lives,

How to rise to the heights and find a hollow,

The bear is grateful to the squirrel for everything.

He ate to his heart's content, wanted to sing,

I went out onto the path and let's roar,

It's just a pity that my back hurts,

The bees bit me so much, the fur didn’t help.

Well-fed and happy that you filled your belly,

Collects cones, sings songs,

Until spring in the den, Mishka will sleep,

And in a dream he will remember sweet honey.

She lived for a third of a century and only just learned that there is full version poem "Bear Clubfoot". When we were children, we were told something like this popular version:

He collects cones and sings a song.
Suddenly a lump fell right on Mishka’s forehead.
The bear got angry and stomped his foot!
I won't go for a walk in the forest anymore!
I won't go collecting pine cones anymore!

And there are several more very similar folk options (for example, the last lines “I’ll get in the car and go to bed”). Plus, mothers, fathers, grandmothers, grandfathers, aunts and uncles, when telling their child about Mishka Clubfoot, can forget the words and improvise. For example, like this:

A clubfooted bear is walking through the forest,
He collects the cones and puts them in his purse.
The cone bounced right into the bear's forehead!
The bear got angry and stomped his foot!

Teddy Bear
Walking through the forest
Collects cones
And he puts it in his pocket.

Suddenly, a cone fell.
Right in the bear's forehead...
Mishka got angry
And with your foot - stomp!

I won't do it anymore
Collect cones
I'll lie down in the den,
I'll sleep soundly!

Why, I told my son this too short poem in his own way, the main thing is that he imitates the movements, because to this poem it turns out good game. But the full version of “Bear Clubfoot” was written by Andrei Usachev, although others also appear on the Internet. I also found a poem by Oksana Ivanova. Here are both "full" versions:

Teddy bear (full version), author Andrey Usachev

Teddy Bear
Walking through the forest
Collects cones
Sings songs.

Suddenly, a cone fell.
Right in the bear's forehead...
Mishka stumbled
And hit the ground - bang!

Whistled on a branch
Mockingbird Thrush:
— Teddy bear
Stepped on the tail!

And after him
Five bunnies:
- Teddy Bear! —
They are shouting from the bushes.

Grabbed the teaser
All the forest people.
— Teddy bear
Walking through the forest!..

Rushed to the den
A little bear:
-What are these legs like?
Better to die!

Hid behind the closet
And the roar roars:
- Teddy Bear
Everyone is teasing me!

Mom was surprised:
- Stupid son,
I've always been proud
The shape of your legs.
I'm a clubfoot,
And dad is a clubfoot,
Clumsy nicely
And Grandpa Potap!

Teddy Bear
I became terribly proud.
I washed my paws with soap,
Ate honey cake.

Came out of the den
And how he screams:
— Teddy bear
Walking through the forest!

Another “Teddy bear”, author Oksana Ivanova

Teddy Bear
Walking through the forest
Collects cones
Sings songs.

Mischievous squirrel
Jump-jump from the branch,
Dropped a cone -
Right in Mishka's forehead.

Mishka sat down on the grass
And let's roar.
Scared of a bump
Silly bear.

"I won't do it again
Walk through the forest
I won't do it again
Collect cones."

Hid under the tree
Like a leaf, it trembles.
Lo and behold, a bunny is walking through the forest
Gray is running.

Mishka felt ashamed
Rubs away tears with paw
Willow thick raspberry
Comes with a box.

Hedgehog quadrupeds
Hid in the bushes.
Clubfoot again
I got scared: “Ah!”

"I won't do it again
Walk through the forest
I'd rather be in a den
I’ll sleep sweetly!”

Teddy Bear
He sleeps and dreams.
Sweet sleep in the den
It will be until spring.

We invite you to continue the list of versions about Teddy Bear.

How will Mishka wake up from winter sleep, will give the most original authors a surprise.

Teddy Bear

Walking through the forest

Collects cones

Sings songs.

Suddenly a big shot

Right in the bear's forehead,

Mishka got angry

And with your foot - stomp!

"I won't do it again

Collect cones.

I'll sit on a stump,

Will rest!"

Teddy Bear

Walking through the forest

Collects cones

Sings songs.

Suddenly, a cone fell.

Right in the bear's forehead...

Mishka stumbled

And hit the ground - bang!

Whistled on a branch

Mockingbird Thrush:

– Teddy bear

Stepped on the tail!

And after him

Five bunnies:

- Teddy Bear! –

They are shouting from the bushes.

Picked up the tease

All the forest people.

– Teddy bear

Walking through the forest!..

Rushed to the den

A little bear:

-What are these legs like?

Better to die!

Hid behind the closet

And the roar roars:

- Teddy bear with a clubfoot

Everyone is teasing me!

Mom was surprised:

- Stupid son,

I've always been proud

The shape of your legs.

I'm a clubfoot,

And dad is a clubfoot,

Clumsy nicely

And Grandpa Potap!

Teddy Bear

I became terribly proud.

I washed my paws with soap,

Ate honey cake.

Came out of the den

And how he screams:

– Teddy bear

Walking through the forest!

A clubfooted bear is walking through the forest,

He collects cones and sings a song.

Suddenly a lump fell right on Mishka’s forehead.

The bear got angry and stomped his foot!

I won't go for a walk in the forest anymore!

I won't go collecting pine cones anymore!

Teddy Bear

Walking through the forest

Collects cones

Sings songs.

Mischievous squirrel

Jump-jump from the branch,

Dropped a cone -

Right in Mishka's forehead.

Mishka sat down on the grass

And let's roar.

Scared of a bump

Silly bear.

"I won't do it again

Walk through the forest

I won't do it again

Collect cones."

Hid under the tree

Like a leaf, it trembles.

Lo and behold, a bunny is walking through the forest

Gray is running.

Mishka felt ashamed

Rubs away tears with paw

And into the thick raspberry bush

Comes with a box.

Hedgehog quadrupeds

Hid in the bushes.

Clubfoot again

I got scared: “Ah!”

"I won't do it again

Walk through the forest

I'd rather be in a den

I'll sleep sweetly!"

Teddy Bear

He sleeps and dreams.

Sweet sleep in the den

It will be until spring.

Teddy Bear

Walking through the forest

Collects cones

Sings songs.

Suddenly a big shot

Right in the bear's forehead,

Mishka got angry

And with your foot - stomp!

I buried the cone in the branches,

He danced on the branches.

Slipped and fell near a badger hole.

A sleepy badger came out -

He growled at the bear.

The bear chickened out -

Climbed onto a branch

Hidden with a mouse!

Reviews

Teddy Bear
walked along the path,
he chased flies with his paw...
... Suddenly a goat comes along.

He "didn't move it"
and called me into the bushes...
Treated me with raspberries
And he said: - Eh, you...

You don't like berries
wandering here alone...
If you meet a wolf - there will be
he is invincible.

I'm not afraid of the wolf
I have horns -
will cry for a long time.
Isn't life expensive?

And I will be you
Bear, protect.
You are so good,
let me hug you.

Teddy Bear
and the goat are friends!
Friendship is happiness
I assure you.

Thank you, Luda!
With a smile!
Tanya.

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Both parents and children really like it. Especially the moment where you have to stomp your foot.

If you want to find out on the Internet about who wrote this poem, most likely you will find information that there is a full version of this poem and its author is children's poet and writer Andrey Usachev. But if we open Wikipedia, we will read there that Andrei Usachev was born in 1958. From which it follows that he could not have written the first version of this poem.

Supposedly in the original it looks like this:

The clubfooted bear is walking through the forest,
He collects cones and sings a song.
Suddenly a cone fell! - straight to Mishka’s forehead.
The bear got angry and stomped his foot!

I won't go for a walk in the forest anymore!
I won't go collecting pine cones anymore

AGNIYA BARTO DOES NOT HAVE SUCH A POEM!

There are many popular options:

A clubfooted bear is walking through the forest,
He collects the cones and puts them in his purse.
The cone bounced right into the bear's forehead!
The bear got angry and stomped his foot!

Teddy Bear
Walking through the forest
Collects cones
And he puts it in his pocket.
Suddenly, a cone fell.
Right in the bear's forehead...
Mishka got angry
And with your foot - stomp!
I won't do it anymore
Collect cones
I'll lie down in the den,
I'll sleep soundly!

We have given only 2 options. In fact, there are many of them.

And here are 3 versions of this poem, written by professional poets:

He collects cones and sings songs.

Suddenly a cone fell, right on the bear’s forehead,

The bear stumbled and hit the ground!

A mockingbird-thrush whistled on a branch:

The clumsy bear stepped on its tail!

And five rabbits will follow him -

“Teddy Bear!” they scream from the bushes.

All the forest people picked up the teaser:

The clumsy bear is walking through the forest!

The little bear rushed to the den -

It's better to die than legs like that!

He hid behind the closet and roared:

Everyone teases me with the clubfooted bear...

Mom smiled: “Silly son!

Don't be shy, darling, about your clubbed feet! —

I'm a clubfoot, and dad is a clubfoot,

And Grandfather Potap had a nice clubbing.”

The clubfooted bear became terribly proud,

I washed my paws with soap and ate honey cake.

He came out of the den and howled:

“The clumsy bear is walking through the forest!!!”

Judging by the fact that our grandmothers and great-grandmothers read this poem in childhood, the first author of this poem lived back in the 19th century. After all, a candy with this name began to be produced between 1880-1890.