Stories for the development of speech of Valentina Oseeva. Valentina Oseeva Magic word. Tales and stories

V. Oseeva

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What is easier?

three boys went into the forest. Mushrooms, berries, birds in the forest. The boys were walking. Didn't notice how the day went by. They go home - they are afraid:

Get us home!

So they stopped on the road and think what is better: to lie or to tell the truth?

I will say, - says the first, - as if a wolf attacked me in the forest. The father will be frightened and will not scold.

I will say, - says the second, - that I met my grandfather. The mother will be delighted and will not scold me.

And I'll tell the truth, - says the third. - It's always easier to tell the truth, because it's the truth and you don't need to invent anything.

Here they all went home. As soon as the first boy told his father about the wolf, look, the forest watchman is coming.

No, - he says, - in these places there are wolves.

Father got angry. For the first guilt he got angry, and for a lie - twice.

The second boy told about his grandfather. And grandfather is right there - he is coming to visit.

Mother learned the truth. For the first guilt I got angry, and for a lie - twice.

And the third boy, as soon as he came, he confessed everything from the threshold. My aunt grumbled at him and forgave him.

Badly

both barked furiously, falling on their front paws. Directly in front of her, nestled against the fence, sat a small disheveled kitten. He opened his mouth wide and mewed plaintively. Two boys stood nearby and waited to see what would happen.

A woman looked out the window and hurriedly ran out onto the porch. She drove the dog away and angrily called out to the boys:

Shame on you!

What's embarrassing? We didn't do anything! the boys were surprised.

This is bad! the woman replied angrily.

In the same house

or, there were a boy Vanya, a girl Tanya, a dog Barbos, a duck Ustinya and a chicken Boska in the same house.

One day they all went out into the yard and sat on a bench: the boy Vanya, the girl Tanya, the dog Barbos, the duck Ustinya and the chicken Boska.

Vanya looked to the right, looked to the left, lifted his head up. Boring! He took it and pulled Tanya's pigtail.

Tanya got angry, wanted to hit Vanya back, but she sees that the boy is big and strong.

She kicked Barbos. Barbos squealed, offended, bared his teeth. I wanted to bite her, but Tanya is the mistress, you can’t touch her.

Barbos grabbed the duck Ustinya by the tail. The duck was alarmed, smoothed its feathers. She wanted to hit the chicken Boska with her beak, but changed her mind.

So Barbos asks her:

Why don't you beat Boska, duck Ustinya? He is weaker than you.

I'm not as stupid as you, - the duck answers Barbos.

There are more stupid than me, - the dog says and points to Tanya. Tanya heard.

And there is more stupid than me, - she says and looks at Vanya.

Vanya looked around, but there was no one behind him.

Who is the owner?

big black dog name is Zhuk. Two pioneers, Kolya and Vanya, picked up Zhuk on the street. He had a broken leg. Kolya and Vanya looked after him together, and when Zhuk recovered, each of the boys wanted to become his sole owner. But who was the owner of the Beetle, they could not decide, so their dispute always ended in a quarrel.

One day they were walking through the woods. The beetle ran ahead. The boys argued heatedly.

My dog, - said Kolya, - I was the first to see the Beetle and picked him up!

No, mine! Vanya was angry. - I bandaged her paw and fed her. Nobody wanted to give in.

My! My! both shouted.

Suddenly, two huge shepherd dogs jumped out of the forester's yard. They rushed at the Beetle and knocked him to the ground. Vanya hurriedly climbed the tree and shouted to his comrade:

Save yourself!

But Kolya grabbed a stick and rushed to Zhuk's aid. The forester ran up to the noise and drove away his shepherd dogs.

Whose dog? he shouted angrily.

Mine, Kolya said. Vanya was silent.

Good

Yurik grew up in the morning. Looked out the window. The sun is shining. The money is good.

And the boy wanted to do something good himself.

Here he sits and thinks:

“What if my little sister was drowning and I saved her!”

And my sister is right there:

Walk with me, Yura!

Go away, don't stop thinking! The sister got offended and left. And Yura thinks:

“Now, if the wolves attacked the nanny, and I would shoot them!”

And the nanny is right there:

Put away the dishes, Yurochka.

Clean it yourself - I have no time!

The nurse shook her head. And Yura thinks again:

“Now, if Trezorka fell into the well, and I would pull it out!”

Trezorka is right there. Tail wags:

“Give me a drink, Yura!”

Go away! Don't stop thinking! Trezorka closed his mouth, climbed into the bushes. And Yura went to his mother:

What would be good for me to do? Mom patted Yura on the head:

Take a walk with your sister, help the nanny clean the dishes, give some water to Trezor.

On the rink

it was sunny. Ice glittered. There were few people at the rink. The little girl, with her arms outstretched in a comical way, rode from bench to bench. Two schoolchildren tied up their skates and looked at Vitya. Vitya performed various tricks - either he rode on one leg, or he circled like a top.

Well done! one of the boys called out to him.

Vitya darted around the circle like an arrow, famously turned around and ran into the girl. The girl fell. Vitya was scared.

I accidentally ... - he said, shaking off the snow from her fur coat. - Hurt? The girl smiled.

Knee... There was laughter from behind.

“They laugh at me!” - thought Vitya and turned away from the girl with annoyance.

Eka unseen - the knee! Here's a crybaby! he shouted as he passed the schoolchildren.

Come to us! they called.

Vitya approached them. Hand in hand, all three glided merrily across the ice. And the girl was sitting on the bench, rubbing her bruised knee and crying.

Three comrades

ita lost breakfast. At the big break, all the guys had breakfast, and Vitya stood on the sidelines.

Why do not you eat? Kolya asked him.

Lost breakfast...

Bad, - said Kolya, biting off a large piece of white bread. - It's still a long way to lunch!

Where did you lose it? Misha asked.

I don't know... - Vitya said quietly and turned away.

You probably carried it in your pocket, but you need to put it in your bag, - said Misha. But Volodya did not ask anything. He went up to Vita, broke a piece of bread and butter in half and handed it to his comrade:

Take it, eat it!

sons

All women took water from the well. A third one approached them. And the old old man sat down on a pebble to rest.

This is what one woman says to another:

My son is dexterous and strong, no one can cope with him.

What can you say about your son? her neighbors ask.

What can I say? the woman says. - There is nothing special about him.

So the women took full buckets and went. And the old man is behind them. Women go and stop. My hands hurt, water splashes, my back hurts.

Suddenly, three boys run out towards me.

One tumbles over his head, walks with a wheel - women admire him.

He sings another song, fills himself like a nightingale - his women listened.

And the third ran up to the mother, took heavy buckets from her and dragged them.

The women ask the old man:

Well? What are our sons?

Where are they? - answers the old man. - I only see one son!

blue leaves

Katya had two green pencils. But Lena has none. So Lena asks Katya:

Give me a green pencil. And Katya says:

I'll ask my mom.

Both girls come to school the next day. Lena asks:

Did mom let you?

And Katya sighed and said:

Mom allowed me, but I didn’t ask my brother.

Well, ask your brother again, - says Lena.

Katya comes the next day.

Well, did your brother let you? - asks Lena.

My brother allowed me, but I'm afraid you'll break your pencil.

I'm careful, - says Lena. “Look,” Katya says, “don’t fix it, don’t press hard, don’t take it in your mouth.” Don't draw too much.

A selection of Oseeva's stories, which can be used in the GCD on the development of speech or just in the reading program fiction. It includes stories such as Magic word", "Revenge", "On the rink", "Three comrades", "Bad", " blue leaves", "Offenders", "Cookies", "Watchman" and others.

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Valentina Alexandrovna Oseevawas born in Kyiv. Her father, Alexander Dmitrievich Oseev, worked as an inspector at an elevator, and her mother, Ariadna Leonidovna, worked as a proofreader in a newspaper.
Her parents took Active participation in revolutionary activity. Due to police persecution, the parents of Valentina Alexandrovna Oseeva with their three daughters were often forced to move from place to place. Valentina Alexandrovna Oseeva began to study at a gymnasium in Kyiv, and finished her studies in Zhytomyr. At the end of the gymnasium, she entered the drama department of the Lysenko Institute. But it was not possible to finish it, since in 1923 the Oseev family moved to Moscow and Valentina Alexandrovna Oseeva went to work in the Labor Committee for neglected children. Since then, for sixteen years, she has been constantly working with "difficult" children in colonies, orphanages, and reception centers. Valentina Oseeva often wrote about children with a difficult fate in her works.
For his pupils V.A. Oseeva often composed stories, plays, and parables. In 1937, her first story "Grishka" was published in the newspaper "For Communist Education". And since 1940 she became a professional writer. She worked in different genres: stories, fairy tales and poems, Oseeva's children's stories were very popular with the public.
Oseeva's books are also loved by modern readers, now is the most famous work Oseeva - a story in three parts "Dinka ". This book was the last in the life of the author. And the older generation read the book"Vasek Trubachev and his comrades ". This trilogy was popular in the 60-80s. Valentina Alexandrovna received letters from all over the country asking her to tell about future fate Vaska, very close to the post-war generation of children.

Magic word

A little old man with a long gray beard was sitting on a bench and drawing something in the sand with an umbrella.
“Move over,” Pavlik told him and sat down on the edge.
The old man moved aside and, looking at the red, angry face of the boy, said:
- Has something happened to you?
- Well, okay! What about you? Pavlik squinted at him.
- Nothing for me. But now you were screaming, crying, quarreling with someone ...
- Still would! the boy grumbled angrily.
- Will you run away?
- I'll run away! I’ll run away because of Lenka alone.” Pavlik clenched his fists. Doesn't give any color! And how many!
- Does not give? Well, that's why you shouldn't run away.
- Not only because of this. Grandmother drove me out of the kitchen for one carrot ... right with a rag, rag ... Pavlik snored from resentment.
- Trivia! - said the old man. - One will scold, the other will regret.
“No one takes pity on me!” shouted Pavlik. I told him: “Take it better, anyway, I won’t leave you behind, I’ll drag the oars, I’ll climb into the boat myself!”
Pavlik thumped the bench with his fist. And suddenly he stopped.
- What, doesn't your brother take you?
- Why do you keep asking?
The old man smoothed out his long beard.
- I want to help you. There is a magic word...
Peacock opened his mouth.

What do you want?
“A blue one for me,” Pavlik said timidly.
He took the paint, held it in his hands, walked around the room with it and gave it to his sister. He didn't need paint. He thought now only of the magic word.
"I'm going to my grandmother. Will she drive me away or not?
Pavlik opened the door to the kitchen. The old woman was taking hot cakes off the baking sheet.
The grandson ran up to her, turned his red wrinkled face with both hands, looked into her eyes and whispered:
- Give me a piece of pie... please.
Grandma straightened up.

The magic word shone in every wrinkle, in the eyes, in the smile...
- Hot ... hot wanted, my dear! - she said, choosing the best, ruddy pie.
Pavlik jumped for joy and kissed her on both cheeks.
"Wizard! Wizard!" he repeated to himself, remembering the old man.

At dinner, Pavlik sat hushed and listened to his brother's every word. When the brother said that he was going to go boating, Pavlik put his hand on his shoulder and quietly asked:
Take me please.
Everyone around the table went silent. The brother raised his eyebrows and chuckled.
Take it, - the sister suddenly said. - What is it worth to you!
- Well, why not take it? - Grandma smiled. - Of course, take it.
Please, - repeated Pavlik.
The brother laughed out loud, patted the boy on the shoulder, tousled his hair:
- Oh, you traveler! Okay, get going!
“Helped! Helped again!
Pavlik jumped out from behind the table and ran out into the street. But the old man was no longer in the square. The bench was empty, and only incomprehensible signs drawn by an umbrella remained on the sand.

Revenge

Katya went to her desk and gasped: the drawer had been pulled out, the new paints were scattered, the brushes were dirty, and there were puddles of brown water on the table.
- Alyoshka! Katya screamed. - Alyoshka! And, covering her face with her hands, she wept loudly.
Alyosha stuck his round head through the door. His cheeks and nose were stained with paint.

I didn't do anything to you! he said quickly.
Katya rushed at him with her fists, but the little brother disappeared behind the door and jumped into the garden through the open window.
- I'll take revenge on you! Katya cried with tears.
Alyosha, like a monkey, climbed up a tree and, hanging from the lower branch, showed his nose to his sister.
- She cried! Because of some colors I cried!

You will cry for me too! Katya screamed. - How can you cry!
- Am I going to pay? - Alyosha laughed and began to quickly climb up. - Catch me first.
Suddenly he stumbled and hung, grabbing a thin branch.
The branch cracked and snapped. Alyosha fell.
Katya ran into the garden. She immediately forgot her ruined paints and her quarrel with her brother.

Alyosha! she screamed. - Alyosha!
The little brother sat on the ground and, blocking his head with his hands, looked at her in fright.
- Get up! Get up!
But Alyosha drew his head into his shoulders and closed his eyes.
- Can not? - Katya asked frightened, feeling Alyosha's knees. - Hold on to me.
She put her arms around her brother's shoulders and gently lifted him to his feet.
- Does it hurt you?
Alyosha shook his head and suddenly burst into tears.
- What, you can't stand? - asked Katya.
Alyosha began to cry even louder and clung to his sister.
- I will never touch your paints again ... never ... never ... I will not!

On the rink

The day was sunny. Ice glittered.
There were few people at the rink. The little girl, with her arms outstretched in a comical way, rode from bench to bench. Two schoolchildren tied up their skates and looked at Vitya. Vitya performed various tricks - either he rode on one leg, or he circled like a top.
- Well done! one of the boys called out to him.
Vitya darted around the circle like an arrow, famously turned around and ran into the girl. The girl fell. Vitya was scared.
- I accidentally ... - he said, shaking off the snow from her fur coat. - Hurt?
The girl smiled.
- Knee...
There was laughter from behind.

"They're laughing at me!" - thought Vitya and turned away from the girl with annoyance.
- Eka unseen - the knee! Here's a crybaby! he shouted as he passed the schoolchildren.
- Come to us! they called.
Vitya approached them. Hand in hand, all three glided merrily across the ice. And the girl was sitting on the bench, rubbing her bruised knee and crying.

Three comrades

Vitya lost his breakfast. At the big break, all the guys had breakfast, and Vitya stood on the sidelines.
- Why do not you eat? Kolya asked him.
Lost breakfast...
- Bad, - said Kolya, biting off a large piece of white bread. - It's still a long way to lunch!
- Where did you lose it? Misha asked.
- I don't know... - Vitya said quietly and turned away.
- You probably carried it in your pocket, but you need to put it in your bag, - said Misha.

But Volodya did not ask anything. He went up to Vita, broke a piece of bread and butter in half and handed it to his comrade:
- Take it, eat it!

Badly

She barked furiously from both sides, falling on her front paws. Directly in front of her, nestled against the fence, sat a small disheveled kitten. He opened his mouth wide and mewed plaintively. Two boys stood nearby and waited to see what would happen.
A woman looked out the window and hurriedly ran out onto the porch. She drove the dog away and angrily called out to the boys:
- Shame on you!
- What's embarrassing? We didn't do anything! the boys were surprised.

OSEEVA. BLUE LEAVES

Katya had two green pencils. But Lena has none. So Lena asks Katya:

Give me a green pencil. And Katya says:

I'll ask my mom.

Both girls come to school the next day. Lena asks:

Did mom let you?

And Katya sighed and said:

Mom allowed me, but I didn’t ask my brother.

Well, ask your brother again, - says Lena. Katya comes the next day.

Well, did your brother let you? - asks Lena.

My brother allowed me, but I'm afraid you'll break your pencil.

I'm careful, - says Lena.

Look, - says Katya, - don't fix it, don't press hard, don't take it in your mouth. Don't draw too much.

I, - says Lena, - only need to draw leaves on the trees and green grass.

This is a lot, - says Katya, and she frowns her eyebrows. And she made a disgusted face. Lena looked at her and walked away. I didn't take a pencil. Katya was surprised, ran after her:

Well, what are you? Take it!

No, Lena replies. In class, the teacher asks:

Why do you, Lenochka, have blue leaves on the trees?

No green pencil.

Why didn't you take it from your girlfriend? Lena is silent. And Katya blushed like a cancer and said:

I gave it to her, but she won't take it. The teacher looked at both:

You have to give so that you can take.

OSEEVA. BADLY

The dog barked furiously, falling on its front paws. Directly in front of her, nestled against the fence, sat a small disheveled kitten. He opened his mouth wide and mewed plaintively. Two boys stood nearby and waited to see what would happen.

A woman looked out the window and hurriedly ran out onto the porch. She drove the dog away and angrily called out to the boys:

Shame on you!

What's embarrassing? We didn't do anything! the boys were surprised.

This is bad! the woman replied angrily.

OSEEVA. WHAT IS NOT, THAT IS NOT

Once my mother said to my father:

And dad immediately spoke in a whisper.

Since then, Tanya has never raised her voice; sometimes she wants to shout, to show off, but she restrains herself with all her might. Still would! Well, if this is impossible for dad, then how can Tanya?

No! What is impossible is impossible!

OSEEVA. GRANDMA AND GRANDDUCH

Mom brought Tanya a new book.

Mom said:

When Tanya was little, her grandmother read to her; now Tanya is already big, she herself will read this book to her grandmother.

Sit down, grandma! Tanya said. - I'll read you a story.

Tanya read, grandmother listened, and mother praised both:

That's how smart you are!

OSEEVA. THREE SONS

The mother had three sons - three pioneers. Years have passed. The war broke out. Mother accompanied three sons to the war - three fighters. One son beat the enemy in the sky. Another son beat the enemy on the ground. The third son beat the enemy in the sea. Three heroes returned to their mother: a pilot, a tanker and a sailor!

OSEEVA. TANNINS ACHIEVEMENTS

Every evening, dad took a notebook, a pencil and sat down with Tanya and grandmother.

Well, what are your accomplishments? he asked.

Dad explained to Tanya that achievements are all the good and useful things that a person has done in a day. Dad carefully wrote down the achievements of tannins in a notebook.

One day he asked, as usual, holding a pencil at the ready:

Well, what are your accomplishments?

Tanya was washing the dishes and broke the cup, - said the grandmother.

Hmm... - said the father.

Dad! Tanya pleaded. - The cup was bad, she herself fell! Do not write about it in our achievements! Write simply: Tanya washed the dishes!

Fine! Dad laughed. - Let's punish this cup so that the next time, when washing dishes, the other one was more careful!

OSEEVA. WATCHMAN

IN kindergarten there were a lot of toys. Clockwork steam locomotives ran along the rails, airplanes hummed in the room, elegant dolls lay in carriages. The kids all played together and everyone had fun. Only one boy did not play. He gathered around him a whole bunch of toys and guarded them from the guys.

My! My! he shouted, covering the toys with his hands.

The children did not argue - there were enough toys for everyone.

How well we play! How fun we are! - the guys boasted to the teacher.

But I am bored! the boy shouted from his corner.

Why? - the teacher was surprised. - You have so many toys!

But the boy could not explain why he was bored.

Yes, because he is not a player, but a watchman, - the children explained for him.

OSEEVA. COOKIE

Mom poured cookies onto the plate. Grandmother jingled her cups merrily. Everyone sat down at the table. Vova pushed the plate towards him.

Delhi one at a time,” Misha said sternly.

The boys dumped all the cookies on the table and divided them into two piles.

Smooth? - asked Vova.

Misha measured the piles with his eyes:

Exactly ... Grandma, pour us some tea!

Grandmother served them both tea. The table was quiet. The piles of biscuits were shrinking fast.

Crumbly! Sweet! Misha said.

Yes! Vova responded with his mouth full.

Mother and grandmother were silent. When all the cookies were eaten, Vova took a deep breath, patted his stomach and got out from behind the table. Misha finished the last piece and looked at his mother - she was stirring the tea she had not started with a spoon. He looked at his grandmother - she was chewing a crust of black bread ...

OSEEVA. OFFENDERS

Tolya often ran from the yard and complained that the guys offended him.

Do not complain, - mother once said, - you yourself should treat your comrades better, then your comrades will not offend you!

Tolya stepped out onto the stairs. On the playground, one of his offenders, the neighbor boy Sasha, was looking for something.

My mother gave me a coin for bread, and I lost it,” he explained gloomily. - Don't come here, or you'll trample!

Tolya remembered what his mother had said to him in the morning, and hesitantly suggested:

Let's eat together!

The boys began to search together. Sasha was lucky: under the stairs in the very corner a silver coin flashed.

Here she is! Sasha rejoiced. - Frightened us and found! Thank you. Come out to the yard. The guys are not touched! Now I'm just running for bread!

He slid down the railing. From the dark flight of stairs came a merry voice:

You-ho-di!..

OSEEVA. NEW TOY

Uncle sat down on the suitcase and opened his notebook.

Well, what to bring? - he asked.

The boys smiled and moved closer.

me a doll!

And my car!

And I have a crane!

And to me ... And to me ... - The guys vying with each other ordered, my uncle wrote down.

Only Vitya silently sat on the sidelines and did not know what to ask ... At home, his whole corner is littered with toys ... There are wagons with a steam locomotive, and cars, and cranes ... Everything, everything that the guys asked for, Vitya has had it for a long time ... He even has nothing to wish for ... But uncle will bring every boy and every girl a new toy, and only for him, Vitya, he will not bring anything ...

Why are you silent, Vityuk? - asked the uncle.

Vitya sighed bitterly.

I... have everything... - he explained through tears.

OSEEVA. MEDICINE

The little girl's mother got sick. The doctor came and sees - with one hand mother holds her head, and cleans up toys with the other. And the girl sits on her chair and commands:

Bring me cubes!

Mom picked up the cubes from the floor, put them in a box, and gave them to her daughter.

And the doll? Where is my doll? the girl screams again.

The doctor looked at it and said:

Until the daughter learns to clean up her toys herself, the mother will not recover!

OSEEVA. WHO PUNISHED HIM?

I offended a friend. I pushed a passerby. I hit the dog. I was rude to my sister. Everyone left me. I was left alone and wept bitterly.

Who punished him? the neighbor asked.

He punished himself, - answered my mother.

OSEEVA. WHO IS THE OWNER?

The big black dog's name was Beetle. Two boys, Kolya and Vanya, picked up Zhuk on the street. He had a broken leg. Kolya and Vanya looked after him together, and when Zhuk recovered, each of the boys wanted to become his sole owner. But who was the owner of the Beetle, they could not decide, so their dispute always ended in a quarrel.

One day they were walking through the woods. The beetle ran ahead. The boys argued heatedly.

My dog, - said Kolya, - I was the first to see the Beetle and picked him up!

No, mine, - Vanya was angry, - I bandaged her paw and dragged tasty pieces for her!

Nobody wanted to give in. The boys had a big fight.

My! My! both shouted.

Suddenly, two huge shepherd dogs jumped out of the forester's yard. They rushed at the Beetle and knocked him to the ground. Vanya hurriedly climbed the tree and shouted to his comrade:

Save yourself!

But Kolya grabbed a stick and rushed to Zhuk's aid. The forester ran up to the noise and drove away his shepherd dogs.

Whose dog? he shouted angrily.

Mine, Kolya said.

Vanya was silent.

Mom brought Tanya a new book.

Mom said:

When Tanya was little, her grandmother read to her; now Tanya is already big, she herself will read this book to her grandmother.

Sit down, grandma! Tanya said. - I'll read you a story.

Tanya read, grandmother listened, and mother praised both:

That's how smart you are!

Three magpies sat on a bough and chatted so that the oak cracked and brushed off the chatterers with green branches.

Suddenly, a hare jumped out of the forest.

Chatterbox girlfriends, hold your tongues. Don't tell the hunter where I am.

The hare sat down behind a bush. The magpies were silent.

Here comes the hunter. Unbearable for the first magpie. She twirled and flapped her wings.

Once upon a time there lived a boy Vanya, a girl Tanya, a dog Barbos, a duck Ustinya and a chicken Boska in the same house.

One day they all went out into the yard and sat on a bench: the boy Vanya, the girl Tanya, the dog Barbos, the duck Ustinya and the chicken Boska.

Vanya looked to the right, looked to the left, lifted his head up. Boring! He took it and pulled Tanya's pigtail.

Tanya got angry, wanted to hit Vanya back, but she sees that the boy is big and strong.

She kicked Barbos. Barbos squealed, offended, bared his teeth. I wanted to bite her, but Tanya is the mistress, you can’t touch her.

Barbos grabbed the duck Ustinya by the tail. The duck was alarmed, smoothed its feathers. She wanted to hit the chicken Boska with her beak, but changed her mind.

I woke up, I hear - barked Druzhok.

I look - who is he? For the first snow!

Of course, he did not live in the world in winter

And he has not yet ridden down the hill with me.

I didn't take out the horses. Well, barks, weirdo.

But look at adult dogs!

They are rushing for the first snow...

Let's run and we will hurry, my friend!

And if frost came with the snow,

Your cold nose will burn with fire,

Once upon a time there was Masha the needlewoman, and she had a magic needle. Masha sews a dress - the dress itself washes and irons. He will sew the tablecloth with gingerbread and sweets, lay it on the table, lo and behold - and indeed sweets appear on the table. Masha loved her needle, cherished it more than her eyes, and yet she did not save it. Once I went into the forest for berries and lost it. I searched, I searched, I went around all the bushes, I searched all the grass - no, as there is no needle. Mashenka sat down under a tree and started crying.

The Hedgehog took pity on the girl, got out of the mink and gave her his needle.

- Take it, Mashenka, maybe it will come in handy for you!

Masha thanked him, took the needle, and she herself thought: “I wasn’t like that.” And let's cry again. The tall old Pine saw her tears - she threw her needle to her.

Fairy tales and stories by Valentina Oseeva are imbued with an unbearable desire to show our children how to distinguish between evil and good intentions, how to correctly analyze their actions. Each of her small works remains forever in the souls of children, makes you think about life around. V. Oseeva worked a lot with children and understood how important it is to give firm moral guidelines, as well as to instill goodness in their hearts. Her tiny poems and stories give children the right models of human behavior, teach respect for adults and love for all people, sensitivity to loved ones. In an exciting way, on the basis of Oseev's templates available to children, to realize to readers true friendship and fidelity, to help a person as much as possible with the help of a kind word. In his fairy tales, the author tells young readers how to communicate with other children, how to solve life situations that seem trifling to parents.

Reading poems, stories and fairy tales by V. Oseeva is very important, as they will reveal to children that such vices as harmfulness, betrayal, selfishness and greed make life even worse than external problems. Written in a clear and engaging style, they will give readers much useful tips and enrich his soul.

stories

What is easier?

In the same house

Who is the owner?

Three comrades

blue leaves

What is easier?

Three boys went into the forest. Mushrooms, berries, birds in the forest. The boys were walking. Didn't notice how the day went by. They go home - they are afraid:

Get us home!

So they stopped on the road and think what is better: to lie or to tell the truth?

I will say, - says the first, - as if a wolf attacked me in the forest. The father will be frightened and will not scold.

I will say, - says the second, - that I met my grandfather. The mother will be delighted and will not scold me.

And I'll tell the truth, - says the third. - It's always easier to tell the truth, because it's the truth and you don't need to invent anything.

Here they all went home. As soon as the first boy told his father about the wolf, look, the forest watchman is coming.

No, - he says, - in these places there are wolves.

Father got angry. For the first guilt he got angry, and for a lie - twice.

The second boy told about his grandfather. And grandfather is right there - he is coming to visit.

Mother learned the truth. For the first guilt I got angry, and for a lie - twice.

And the third boy, as soon as he came, he confessed everything from the threshold. My aunt grumbled at him and forgave him.

The dog barked furiously, falling on its front paws. Directly in front of her, nestled against the fence, sat a small disheveled kitten. He opened his mouth wide and mewed plaintively. Two boys stood nearby and waited to see what would happen.

A woman looked out the window and hurriedly ran out onto the porch. She drove the dog away and angrily called out to the boys:

Shame on you!

What's embarrassing? We didn't do anything! the boys were surprised.

This is bad! the woman replied angrily.

In the same house

Once upon a time there lived a boy Vanya, a girl Tanya, a dog Barbos, a duck Ustinya and a chicken Boska in the same house.

One day they all went out into the yard and sat on a bench: the boy Vanya, the girl Tanya, the dog Barbos, the duck Ustinya and the chicken Boska.

Vanya looked to the right, looked to the left, lifted his head up. Boring! He took it and pulled Tanya's pigtail.

Tanya got angry, wanted to hit Vanya back, but she sees that the boy is big and strong.

She kicked Barbos. Barbos squealed, offended, bared his teeth. I wanted to bite her, but Tanya is the mistress, you can’t touch her.

Barbos grabbed the duck Ustinya by the tail. The duck was alarmed, smoothed its feathers. She wanted to hit the chicken Boska with her beak, but changed her mind.

So Barbos asks her:

Why don't you beat Boska, duck Ustinya? He is weaker than you.

I'm not as stupid as you, - the duck answers Barbos.

There are more stupid than me, - the dog says and points to Tanya. Tanya heard.

And there is more stupid than me, - she says and looks at Vanya.

Vanya looked around, but there was no one behind him.

Who is the owner?

The big black dog's name was Beetle. Two pioneers, Kolya and Vanya, picked up Zhuk on the street. He had a broken leg. Kolya and Vanya looked after him together, and when Zhuk recovered, each of the boys wanted to become his sole owner. But who was the owner of the Beetle, they could not decide, so their dispute always ended in a quarrel.

One day they were walking through the woods. The beetle ran ahead. The boys argued heatedly.

My dog, - said Kolya, - I was the first to see the Beetle and picked him up!

No, mine! Vanya was angry. - I bandaged her paw and fed her. Nobody wanted to give in.

My! My! both shouted.

Suddenly, two huge shepherd dogs jumped out of the forester's yard. They rushed at the Beetle and knocked him to the ground. Vanya hurriedly climbed the tree and shouted to his comrade:

Save yourself!

But Kolya grabbed a stick and rushed to Zhuk's aid. The forester ran up to the noise and drove away his shepherd dogs.

Whose dog? he shouted angrily.

Mine, Kolya said. Vanya was silent.

Yurik woke up in the morning. Looked out the window. The sun is shining. The money is good.

And the boy wanted to do something good himself.

Here he sits and thinks:

"What if my little sister was drowning and I saved her!"

And my sister is right there:

Walk with me, Yura!

Go away, don't stop thinking! The sister got offended and left. And Yura thinks:

"Now, if the wolves attacked the nanny, and I would shoot them!"

And the nanny is right there:

Put away the dishes, Yurochka.

Clean it yourself - I have no time!

The nurse shook her head. And Yura thinks again:

"Now, if Trezorka fell into the well, and I would pull him out!"

Trezorka is right there. Tail wags:

"Give me a drink, Yura!"

Go away! Don't stop thinking! Trezorka closed his mouth, climbed into the bushes. And Yura went to his mother:

What would be good for me to do? Mom patted Yura on the head:

Take a walk with your sister, help the nanny clean the dishes, give some water to Trezor.

The day was sunny. Ice glittered. There were few people at the rink. The little girl, with her arms outstretched in a comical way, rode from bench to bench. Two schoolchildren tied up their skates and looked at Vitya. Vitya performed various tricks - either he rode on one leg, or he circled like a top.

Well done! one of the boys called out to him.

Vitya darted around the circle like an arrow, famously turned around and ran into the girl. The girl fell. Vitya was scared.

I accidentally ... - he said, shaking off the snow from her fur coat. - Hurt? The girl smiled.

Knee... There was laughter from behind.

"They laugh at me!" - thought Vitya and turned away from the girl with annoyance.

Eka unseen - the knee! Here's a crybaby! he shouted as he passed the schoolchildren.

Come to us! they called.

Vitya approached them. Hand in hand, all three glided merrily across the ice. And the girl was sitting on the bench, rubbing her bruised knee and crying.

Three comrades

Vitya lost his breakfast. At the big break, all the guys had breakfast, and Vitya stood on the sidelines.

Why do not you eat? Kolya asked him.

Lost breakfast...

Bad, - said Kolya, biting off a large piece of white bread. - It's still a long way to lunch!

Where did you lose it? Misha asked.

I don't know... - Vitya said quietly and turned away.

You probably carried it in your pocket, but you need to put it in your bag, - said Misha. But Volodya did not ask anything. He went up to Vita, broke a piece of bread and butter in half and handed it to his comrade:

Take it, eat it!

Two women were drawing water from a well. A third one approached them. And the old old man sat down on a pebble to rest.

Valentina Oseeva was born on April 28, 1902 in Kyiv.
In her youth, Valentina Oseeva dreamed of becoming an actress and even entered the acting department of the Institute. N. V. Lysenko in Kyiv.
Her father, Alexander Dmitrievich Oseev, worked as an inspector at an elevator, and her mother, Ariadna Leonidovna, worked as a proofreader in a newspaper. Her parents were actively involved in revolutionary struggle. Due to police persecution, Valentina's parents with their three daughters had to move frequently from city to city. Valentina Oseeva began her studies at a gymnasium in Kyiv and finished in Zhytomyr. At the end of the gymnasium, she entered the drama department of the Lysenko Institute. But it was not possible to finish it, since in 1923 the Oseev family moved to Moscow, and then to Solnechnogorsk.
Married after her parents divorced eldest daughter Oseevyh - Galina (Alina), and Ariadna Leonidovna with her daughters Anzhelika and Valentina, on the instructions of the party, was sent to the labor commune named after Clara Zetkin at Solnechnaya station to raise girls left without parents after the revolution and the civil war.
At the age of 21, young Valya Oseeva, having once come to a labor commune for homeless children, realized that her real calling was to raise children. She spent sixteen years raising street children and juvenile delinquents. The mother of the future writer was among the organizers in 1924 of communes and colonies for disadvantaged children.
Working as a teacher in the Danilovsky orphanage (on the territory of the then closed Danilov Monastery), she met her first husband in a rather romantic setting: he arrived on a horse and helped calm the young rebels, but the marriage fell apart rather quickly...
Apparently, because of the divorce, there were also problems with his son, the boy even went on foot to his father, who was then serving in Siberia.
In her spare time, Oseeva composed fairy tales for the children, wrote plays herself and staged them with the children. She loved to invent games, being carried away by them no less than the guys themselves. It was at the request of her pupils that in 1937 Oseeva took her first story, Grishka, to the editor. And in 1940 her first book "Red Cat" was published.
During the years of the Great Patriotic War she and her son were evacuated to Bashkiria, where the writer learned Bashkir, and subsequently translated the works of Mustai Karim into Russian.
Oseeva wrote a lot for kids - poems, fairy tales, short stories. Her works were built on subjects close to children. big love the collections “Red Cat”, “Father's Jacket” and “My Comrade” won from the smallest readers.
In 1946, Oseeva began working on the book Vasek Trubachev and His Comrades. The writer showed how the war breaks into the serene life of the boys, how it tempers their character, how they learn to be friends, how they become participants in the fight against the invaders. This book was awarded the State Prize.
Many episodes of the writer's difficult childhood are reflected in her works. The story "Dinka" is largely autobiographical. A keen sense of justice, the ability to empathize caused readers' sympathy for Dinka. This girl fell in love with the guys so much that they did not want to part with her. The childhood of a desperate girl coincided with the difficult years of the first Russian revolution of 1905. Dinka grows up in a family associated with the revolutionary underground, her resourcefulness and courage help adults out in difficult times.
... The writer died on July 5, 1969 in Moscow.