Ve ~\az KA3KH I JErEHIU HAPOJIIB CBITY KHWKKA Tid YWATAHHA AHIJIIMCbKOIO MOBOIO Y 6—7 KJIACAX Yaopaannen: 71, 11, INTOFKO, 41, T, TEBYYK KuIB PAJIAHCDKA LIKOJIAa 198381.2Anrn-93 92 K UWrofixo J, J., Heavyx JI, P. 192 Kasx i nerenau wapoais cairy: Ku. aaa auran- ua aura, mosow y 6—7 xa,/Ynopaa.: JI. JI, Wroli- xo, JI. T. Jlesyyx.— K.: Pag. ukoaa, 1983.— 112¢, B obnin: 20 x: 72.000 ip. Krnveta crate sukanl a auicrow xasen 1 aerengn naposis ‘ti alors "nlwanarsne’t suoone.Suasena."Sfenduaa a 2 ocwonmouy eiacanocis ¥en apy “ura poaputuasspourauore 8 RANE Hane oct opi {ont npiutete | nebo eacaun 81.2Anra.— 93 4801000000280, Bunapnnwrao Ma10(04) 89 99583 ‘Basaterr uneasy, a8 LITTLE DOG SNIP Snip is a little dog. He lives in a little dog-house. Snip says, “I want to run, I want to play”, And he runs out of his house. He runs in the street and sees a little kitten, “Bow, wow"!, he says. The little kitten runs from him. Snip runs after the cat. “Bow, wow,” he says. “This is good. I am big. The little kitten is afraid of me”®, Snip runs and runs. He meets three little chicks. “Bow, wow,” he says. The little chicks run from him. Snip runs after the chicks. “Bow, wow”, he says. “This is good. 1 am big and strong. The little chicks run from me”. And Snip runs and runs. Then he meets Mother Hen. “Bow, wow", he says. But Mother Hen is not afraid of Snip. She does not run from him. She runs after Snip. “Bow, wow", says Snip. “This is-not good. I am not very big. I'am noi very strong. I am afraid of Mother Hen.” And he runs back to his dog-house. (An English Tale) THEY COME TO VISIT LITTLE BUNNY* Little Bunny is a while rabbit. He has red eyes and long white ears. Little Bunny lives in a pretty little house. Thee is a large garden near it. There are many flowers in his garden. Little Bunny has many apple-trees, pear- trees and cherry-irees. There are many sweet apples, pears and cherries in his garden, and Little Bunny likes to give them to his friends. He has many friends and they like to visit him. When Mrs. Goat* comes to visit Little Bunny he gives her some apples. When Mr, him some pears. 5 comes to visit Little Bunny he gives £ Bow, wow ["bau, ‘waul] —ree-r 2 The litle kitten is afraid of me.—Maxensxe korean Gotrsen wen, 8 Bunny [bani] — guenueno-necrauoa nase Kposuna (# Raawas) + Mrs. Goat, ['misiz ‘gout] — nan Kosa © Me. Pig. [’mista “pig] — nan FopoceWhen Mrs. Hen comes to visit him, Little Bunny gives her some cherries, One day Miss Mouse‘ comes to visit him. Little Bunny is very glad to sce Miss Mouse and he gives her a nice sweet cherry. “Thank you very much”, says Miss Mouse and begins to eat the cherry. Then Pussy? comes to visit Little Bunny. Pussy is a big black cat with green eyes and a long tail. Little Bunny wants to give Pussy an apple. “I don't like apples”, says Pussy. Litlle Bunny gives Pussy a sweet yellow pear. “I don't like pears”, says Pussy. Then he gives her some red ripe cherries. “I don't eat cherries, says Pussy again, “Oh, Pussy, what can I give you?” asks Little Bunny. “{ see a nice grey mouse”, says Pussy. “I think I can have it for my lunch", Little Bunny is very angry’, “You are not good”, he says. “You want to cat up my friend. Go away and never come to my house again”. And Pussy goes away. (An English Tate) ‘THE FRIENDS OF THE SUN Every day the Sun shines in the sky. Every night the Moon shines in the sky. One day the Moon says to the Sun, “You are bright. You are brighter than I. But you are alone? in the sky. I'am not alone. There are many stars in the sky. They arc my little friends. They twinkle and smile at me, They like me and I like them very much”. The bright Sun is very sad. He wants to have as many friends as * the Moon. ‘One day Spring sees that the Sun is sad. “Why are you sad>” asks Spring. “I am bright”, says the Sun, “but Iam alone in the sky. The Moon has many friends,’ The stars are the Moon's friends”. £ Miss Mouse (‘mis ‘maus] —nanna Mauka 2 Pussy ['pusi} — sxenuiyeaaono-necrauoa nasa niu !L think [can have it for my lunch [lantf] —Teaaio, mo x s0%y s'ieru Ti a apyruf enizanox Sis very angry [engr:] —ayme cepammscn 5 alone [o/lour] —oznuoxm, caxomuih © They twinkle and smile at me—Bowa wepexrars i nocuixaioraca en Yas many .. a8 —criswKi o& .. ckIMRH “Well, I can help you,” says Spring. “You will have many friends and they will love you very much”. Next morning when the Sun rises in the sky he sees many bright yellow flowers everywhere. They grow in the streets, they grow in the yards, they grow in the parks and in the gardens. They are called dandelions', The Sun loves them and they open when the Sun shines. THE FOX AND THE CROW ‘A Crow once sits in a tree. She has a large piece of cheese in her beak®, She wants to eat it, but suddenly she sees a Fox. The Fox comes up to the tree. He looks up and sees the Crow. He sees the cheese also. The Fox wants to get the cheese. He looks at the Crow and says: “How pretly you are, Mrs. Crow! What beautiful eyes you have! What a pily you cannot sing”*, ‘The Crow opens her beak and says: “I can sing. Car-r! Car-r!” ‘When the Crow opens her beak, the piece of cheese falls ‘The Fox runs up to the cheese and quickly eats it up. thank you very much”, says the Fox. “The cheese is good and you sing well. But it’s very bad for you that you don't think well" +. And the Fox runs away. THE TURNIP IS BACK* Ivis winter. It is very cold. The White Rabbit has nothing to eat. He opens the door of his house. Oh, how cold it is! “But I must get something to cat”, says the White Rabbit. He runs to the field to look for some food. In the field he sees two turnips, The While Rabbit is very happy. “Two turnips!” he cries. “How good!" The White Rabbit pulls oul® the two turnips. He eats one of the turnips but he does not eat the other. He says, + dandelion {‘deendilaron] — xyas6a6a 3 beak [bisk] — 23.06 2 Wht pity you cannot sing.—Ulnoza, to ay we aniere cniarn © But it’s very bad for you that you don't think well.— Aae uorano, mo aH He BMiere ZOOpe ayMaTH. 5 The Turnip Is Back — Pinka nosepraetsca * pulls out — sursrae“It is winter. T think the Donkey ‘ has nothing to eat. I must take this turnip to him”. The White Rabbit runs to the Donkey's house. The Donkey is not at home. The White Rabbit comes into the house, puts the turnip on the table and runs home. The Donkey is in the field at this time. He is hungry and wants to get something to eat. He looks round and sees some carrots? The Donkey is happy. He pulls out the carrots and goes home. When the Donkey comes home. and opens the door, he sees the turnip on the table. “A turnip! Where does it come from?" He looks at the turnip and says: “It is winter, 1 think the Lamb‘ has nothing to eat. I'must take the turnip to im”. The Donkey goes to the Lamb's house, But the Lamb is not at home. The Donkey opens the door, comes into the house, puts the turnip on the table and goes away. £ Donkey [’dagka} —ocer ® some carrots. ’keerats] —xiaeka moprsim + Where does it come from? — pik sone? * the Lamb [lem] — stus, Gapansnk The Lamb is in the field al this time, He is hungry and wants to get some food there. He looks round and sees a cabbage ', He takes the cabbage and. goes home. ‘When the Lamb comes home and opens the door, he sees the turnip on the table. “A turnip! Where does ‘it come from?” The Lamb sits down and cats his cabbage. He looks at the turnip and says, “It is winter now. T think the White Rabbit has nothing to cat. I must take the turnip to him”. The Lamb runs to the White Rabbit's house..The White Rabbit is in bed. He is asleep’. The Lamb puts the turnip on the table and goes home. In the morning the While Rabbit sees the turnip on the table. 7 “My turnip!” he cries! “My turnip is back! What good friends I have!” (An English Tale) THE MAGIC BASKET? ‘A mother and her little son live in a little house. They are very poor. All they have is a grey goat. ‘One day the mother says, “We have no money, we have no bread. You must go and sell the goat.” The boy takes ihe goat and goes to the town, He mects a farmer with a large basket in his hands. “Sell me your goat”, says the farmer. “What can you give me for it?” asks the boy. “I can give you this basket”, says the farmer. “What good is this basket for me?" says the boy. “What can I put in it? I have no bread, I have no eggs, 1 have no apples!” "My little girl is ill”, says the farmer. “She must drink some milk from a grey goat every day or she will die”®. The boy is kind. He is sorry for the little girl®. He gives his godt to the farmer, takes the basket and goes home. When he comes home, he puts the basket on the table and shows it to his mother. The mother looks at the basket and says, “What good is this basket for us, what can we put in it?” cabbage ["kebids] — xanyera 2 He is asleep.— Bin cunts 2 The Magic mado] Basket — opin wou 4 What good Is this basket for me? — Hasiuo aeii xoun? 5 or she will die— ivaxuie nou nowpe © He is sorry for little girl Hoy uxoxa waneuexot aisenann.But suddenly the basket says, “I am a magic basket”. The basket jumps from the table and runs out of the house. When it comes back to the poor boy's house, it is full of good things. Now the mother and her boy have dinner: Every morning the wonderful basket jumps rom the iable and runs out of the house. And every day it comes back full of good things. Now the mother and her boy have their breakfast, dinner and supper every day. (An English Tate) THE FOX IS DEAD A fox and a wolf are friends, One day the wolf says to the fox, “I am very hungry. [ Want to have a rabbit for dinner ‘but rabbits run too quickly. I can never catch them” “I know how to help you,” says the fox. “A fal grey rabbit lives in that small house at ‘the oak-tree. Let us ask magpies to chatter that I am dead‘. I go home and get into bed. You must hide somewhere in my house. | am sure that the rabbit will come? to see if I am dead. Then you will jump and catch him”. “The fox is dead, the fox is dead”, chatter the magpies. The rabbit wants to know if the fox is dead. But he does not want to go into the fox’s house. He looks in through the window, and sees the fox on his bed. His eyes are shut, he looks like ® a dead fox. The rabbit thinks, “I must see if the fox is dead or not. If he is not dead, he'll catch ¢ me when T go near to him”. He looks at the fox and says, “The magpies chatter that the fox is dead. But he does not look like a dead fox. Dead foxes always open their mouths”, The wily fox hears this, and he thinks, “I'll show the rabbit that I am dead”. So he opens his mouth. Now the rabbit sees that the fox is not dead. He jumps up and runs away as fast as he can. ‘The fox and the wolf cannot catch him. # Let us ask magpies [‘meegpatz] to chatter that {am dead—Manai ompocinso copok posttovicrH, wo * NOMep. ? Lam sure that the rabbit will come— I sneonenuf, wo xponax PY pe looks like — ala cxomor na + hell eatch—he will catch # wity [wail] — aurpuit DOLLY AND THE PAIL OF MILK* Dolly worked on a farm, One day her mistress? gave her a pail of milk and said to her, “Dolly, you can have a holiday today. Here is a pail of milk for you. “Thank you,” said Dolly. She was very glad to have a holiday. Then she asked, “May I sell the milk? “Yes, you may sell it, it is your milk”, answered the a Dolly pat the pail of milk on her head and walked to town. “She was happy. She had a lot of plans in her head. “1 shall sell the milk,” she thought, “and I shall buy some eggs with the money’. Then [ shall take one of my mistress's hens and put it on the eggs. I shall soon have a lot of chicks. My chicks soon will be big and fat, and I shall sell them, I shall buy a pretty new dress with the money. I shall buy a nice red dress and a pair of red shoes. I shail be very beautiful in my new dress.” ; Dolly was very happy and she began to run and jump. ‘And the pail of milk fell to the ground. Dolly sat down on the grass and cried, She had no milk, no eggs, no chicks, no money, no pretty red dress and no red shoes. (An English Tale) THE FOX AND THE CRANE‘ One day a fox met a crane, “It will be fun fo play a joke on the crane”, he thought. The wily fox asked the crane to come to his house for supper. The bird thanked the fox and they went together. The fox had only thin soup * to eat, and he put the soup in a flat plate, The crane was a tall bird. She had a long neck and a long beak, so she could not eat from a flat plate. She tried again and again to eat the soup, but she could not get any. The wily fox watched the crane and laughed. ‘seinowe isn F mistress [‘misins] —xasnixa 4 with the money ['mani] — #2 a rpenui § crane [krein] — seypanea i * Ie will be fun {0 play a joke on the crane — sls Ox ue wacninrace fia axypanxo0 iin soup — plawat eyn A Deity sad, the Pall of MO—Monsi +4 tape uosora (Daly —It was casy for the fox to lick up the thin soup from the Plate. He ate all the soup and the crane went home hungry Next day the crane invited the fox to come to her house for supper. So the fox went to the crane’s house. The crane had soup for supper too, but the soup was in a tall jar with a long neck. It was easy for the crane to put her beak into the jar, but the fox could not get at the soup. So the crane ate all her soup while the fox did not get a drop of it, and the crane ate the fox’s soup too. The wily fox ran home to find something to eat. The crane taught him a good lesson ', (A Russian Tale) LITTLE RED HEN Once upon a time? Little Red Hen lived in a barn with her five chicks. A pig, a cat and a duck lived in the same barn. Each day Liltle Red Hen led her chicks out to look for food’. But the pig, the cat and the duck did not look for food, They said, “We do not want to look for food. We like to sleep in the sun”. One day Little Red Hen found some corn. “Who will sow ¢ this fine corn?” said she. “Not 1”, said the pig. “Not I", said the cat. “Not I” said the duck. “Then I shall sow the corn and my five chicks will help me”, said Little Red Hen. So Little Red Hen and her chicks sowed the corn, Soon the corn was up® It was strong and green, but the weeds ® were strong too. “Who will weed this corn?” said Little Red Hen, “Not I’, said the pig. “Not I”, said the cal. “Not 1°, said the duck, “Then I shall”, said Little Red Hen, “and my five chicks will help m One day Little Red Hen saw that the corn was not green. It was yellow. It was ripe. + taught him a good lesson — ao6pe npopuniza toro 2 Once upon a time — Konicn 2 ted her ‘chicks out to look for food — sanozuaa cwoix xypuar myxa- ma tay + Who will sow [sou] —Xro nocie § was up— 07 upopocao 8 weeds — 6yp'ai; to weed —noaora, supuearu 6yp'ma 10 “It is time to cut down this corn”, said Little Red Hen. "Who will cut down the fine ripe corn?” “Not I”, said the pig. “Not I”, said the cat “Not 1”, said the duck. “Then T shall”, said Little Red Hen, “and my five chicks will help me”, And so they did. They cut down the ripe corn and put it into a bag. But the pig, the cat and the duck did not help them. ‘When the corn was in the bag Little Red Hen said, “Who will take this corn to the mill #2” “Not I", said the pig. “Not I”, said the eat. “Not 1°; said the duck, “Then I shall", said Little Red Hen. “I shall take it to the mill, and my five chicks will help me”, | At last Little Red Hen began to make a cake. When it was made she said, “Who will help me to bake? this cake?” “Not 1°, said the pig. “Not 1°, said the cai. “Not I, said the duck, So Little Red Hen and her five chicks had to bake® the cake, too. Soon there was a good smell of hot cake‘, The pig, the cat and the duck liked it very much. “Who will eat this cake?” said Little Red Hen, “I shall eat the cake,” said the pig. “I shall eat the cake,” said the cat. I shall eat the cake,” said the duck. ‘Oh, no, you will not,” said Little Red Hen. “I shall eat this cake, and my five good litle chicks will help me”. And so they did, (An English Tale) THE TURNIP An old man sowed a turnip seed. The rain fell, the sun shone, and the seed grew and grew into a very big turnip. One day the old man said, “I want to have my big turnip { {9 gut down this corn —ryr s6uparn pomat 2 mill — nomat 2 fo bake —uexrw; had to bake — noounui Gy: next « Soom there was a good smell of hol cake.— Ckopo npienno aanaxao raprennt uuporox, ifor supper”. He went into the field to pull it out, He took it by the leaves and pulled and pulled, but he could not pull it out. " He called to his wile. She came and took hold of the old man, and the man pulled the turnip; and they pulled and pulled, but they could not pull the turnip out. The woman called to her little grandson. The boy took hold of the woman, and the woman pulled the old man, and the old man pulled the turnip; and they pulled and pulled, but they could not pull it out. The boy called to his dog. The dog took hold of the little boy and pulled the boy, and the boy pulled the woman, and the woman pulled the old man, and the old man pulled the turnip; and they pulled and pulled, but they could not pull it out. Then their cat came up to them and took hold of the dog. The cat pulled the dog, and the dog pulled the boy, and the boy pulled the woman, and the woman pulled the old man, and the old man pulled the turnip; and they pulled and pulled, but they could not pull it out. The cat called to a little grey mouse. The mouse took hold of the cat's tail. The mouse pulled the cat, and the cat pulled the dog, and the dog pulled the boy, and the boy pulled the woman, and the woman pulled the old man, and the old man pulled the turnip. They pulled and pulled and pulled — and out came the turnip, and down they all fell on the ground. They ail had that big turnip for supper. The old man had a very big piece of the turnip, the woman had a big piece of the turnip, the boy had a piece of the turnip, the dog had a small picce of the turnip, the cat had a very small piece of the turnip, the mouse had the smallest piece of the turnip. The turnip was very big and there was plenty left overt for the next day and for the day after that. (A Russian Tale) * (o pull it out —auracnyru 1 (pi 2 tadk'hold of —ysornagensa Oo) 2 The dog took hold of the litle boy—CoGaxa yxonmmen sa wa- 7ONSand there was plenty let over —i Gararo aamnnadce 12 HER FRIEND IS LOST! An ant once lived? in a neat little cottage beside a corn field. Her name was Bit. A very dear friend called Pat lived with her. Bit swept the collage and kept it clean’, while Pat went out each day with a basket to find something for them to eat. One day Pat did not come back. Bit sat down on a wooden chair and began to cry. “Oh dear, what can I do? Pat is lost, and I do not know what to do®, A grasshopper * heard her and said, “Poor little ant! Why do you sit on your chair and ery?” J Bit answered, “I cry because Pat is lost. She is my best friend, Now I do'not know what to do”. “Then I shall cry too, said the grasshopper. So the grasshopper sat down and began to ery. Soon the beetle® passed that way. He heard them, and looked into the cottage. “Why do you cry?” asked the beetle. They answered, “Oh dear, what clse can we do? Pat is lost and we are lost? too”. “Is poor Pat lost?” said the beetle, “Then I shall cry too”. So the beetle sat down with the ant and the grasshop- per, and they all cried together. Then a spider® came, “Why do you all cry?" They ans- wered all together, “Oh dear, what clse can we do? Pat is lost and we are lost too. “If Pat is lost", said the spider, “I shall ery too". The spider sat down beside them and began to cry. At this time a mouse came by®. She saw all the friends crying ® together. So she asked, “Why do you all cry together?” "Oh dear, what else can we do? Pat is lost and we are lost too”. “Nonsense”, said the little mouse. “I saw Pat myself not long ago. She had so much in her basket that she could 4 Wer Friend Is Lost — Tloapyacea opona.a 2 Anant ent] once lived —flapnicnanto ra wypatrea 3 kept it clean — rpuwaaa foro (6yamaoyox) 9 ropsaxy | + Oh dear, what ean do? Pat is lost— Of amiuenexo, wo Kel poOura? Ter nponaaa. 2 easshoppet sone (nowor0) 8 beetle {bistl) — xyx 2 are Jost — posrySianen (sxpariian castors) * spider (spaida] — navy 2 & mouse came by —wiisio npoSirana wamKa . 41 She saw all the friends erying—Soua noGaraaa, mo oct apyst inaanyts ahardly walk. You had to look for her and help her t the basket, But you only eried and did nothing”, The mouse ran away. The ant, the grasshopper, the beetle and the spider stopped crying and went to meet Pat. They helped her to carry her heavy basket and were happy. THE JACKAL AND THE TURTLE? Two storks ® lived beside a large lake, One day the fi stork sald to the second stork, “Tiere are no more fist in this lake. There are no more frogs in the meadow. We must fly away to another lake”. There was a turtle in the lake. The turtte said to the storks, "Take me with you to another lake. You are my friends and I don’t want to part with you". How can we take you to another lake" said the storks. “You can't fly”. : “You are clever birds”, said the turtle, “Please think of some plan to take me with you" & ¥ she could hardly walk —sona seane faa 2 The Jackal (‘dgmksrl] and the Turtle [o:tI] — ete | {él} and the Turtle [tt] — xan 1 sepenaxa lease think of some plan to take me with you.—TIpuay xa, O-HeGyRL, WG enn Mexe 3 coBom. PAYA, yas 4 ‘After a short time the storks said, “We have a plan, but you must not speak. If you open your mouth you will fall down”. Then the storks got a large stick. One stork took one end in his beak, and the other stork took the other end in his beak, The turtle took the middle of the stick in her mouth, The storks flew away with the stick and the turtle. "A jackal was walking in the fields. He looked up and saw the storks flying away with the turtle on the stick. “What is this?” said the jackal in a loud voice. “That must be a bad animal and the storks are taking this bad animal away”. The turtle was angry. She wanted to say “I am not a bad animal". She opened her mouth and ... fell down to the ground. The two storks flew away. The jackal ran to the turtle. He had never seen a turtle before! “What animal is this?” he said. “I shall eat it”. But he could not eat the turtle’s hard shell®, “Why is your skin so hard?” he asked “Take me to a lake”, the turtle answered. “My skin is hard because 1 am dry, Put me in water and my skin will become soft” The jackal took the turtle in his mouth and carried her toa lake. He put the turtle in the water. “Thank you”, said the turile. “I live in water, I am happy in this lake znd you can’t catch me. Good-bye!” The turtle at once went to the bottom of the lake and the jackal could not catch her. A BRAVE BOY Every summer the women and children of an Indian village picked nuts and dried them for the winter. One summer when the nuts were ripe, an old bear came to live near the nui-irecs and did not let the women and children pick the nuts. When they came near the nut-trees, the bear began to roar, “Go away! Those are my nuts”. All the women and children were afraid of the bear. They did not know what to do. + He had never see a turtle before—Bin nixon panime we Gano epenann, 2'the turtle’s hard shell —reepauil naannp sepenaxit 3 because Iam dry — tomy mo # sicoKaa « become solt —ctate m'axo0 18In the village there lived a boy with his grandmother. One day he came running* home and said, “Granny, I am hungry. Give me something to eat”. “Oh, my dear, we have no nuts”, said his grandmother. “T am going out to pick some nuts? I am not afraid of the old bear”, said the boy. “The old bear will catch you and eat you up”, cried his grandmother. But the brave little boy took a basket and went to the place where the nut-trees grew. There were many nuts under the trees. The boy sat down and began to cat them and put some into his basket. “Those are my nuts, What are you doing?” roared the bear. “| am eating and gathering nuts”, said the boy. “You must not eat my nuts, Go away or I will eat you up. Lam bigger and stronger than you are”, cried the bear. “You are bigger and stronger than me#, but you are not braver, Try to scare me and then I'll try to scare you, If you are not afraid, you will have all the nuts. If 1 am not afraid, Pil have all the nuts”, said the boy. The bear began to laugh. “Do you think you can seare me? Well, let us try!” So the bear went away. The little boy sat down on the ground again and began to eat some more nuts. Soon the bear roared and ran at the boy. “I'll eat you up!” But the boy only laughed. The bear saw that the boy was not afraid of him. He said: “You are a brave boy. Now run and see if you can scare me!” The boy ran home. “Oh, Granny!" he cried. “The old bear tried to scare me, but I was not airaid. Give me my bow and arrows, please. Til go and try to scare the bear”. The boy went back to the nut-trees and climbed up one of them®, Then he called to the bear: “Come up here, bear. T will scare you. I know that you are afraid of me”. ‘When the bear came up to the tree, he opened his big red mouth and began to laugh. TF cama Funning — npucie 2 Tam going out to pick some nuts.— SI niay o6upara ropitu, than me ia 9 + Try to scare [skea] me and then I'll try to scare you— Capobyd Maangari Mene, a noTist 8 TeGe, bow. [bou) and arrows =~ ayx ra crpiai * climbed up one of them —3azis a oaue 5 aux 18 “How can’ you scare me, you little boy?” he cried. ‘The boy shot an arrow and killed the old bear. Then he ran. home. “Oh, Granny!” he cried. “Now all the people can go and pick the nuts. I'killed the old bear”. (A North American Tale) THE WOODCUTTER AND THE FAIRY! ‘One day a poor woodcutter was cutting a big tree near a wide river. Suddenly his old axe slipped irom his hand and fell into the deep water. He sat on the bank and was very unhappy because he had lost his only axe%, when suddeniy a lovely fairy appeared and asked the woodeutter what the matter was. “I have lost my axe", he said. “It fell into the deep water”. The fairy showed him a gold axe and said, “Is this yours?” “No”, said the woodcutter. Then’ the fairy showed him a silver axe and said again voice, “Is this yours?” answered the woodcutter again. Then’ she showed him an old iron axe with an old wooden handle. “Yes, that’s mine", said the happy woodeutter. “I know it quite well”, said the fairy. “L only wanted to see’ if you told me the truth. And now 1 will give you your axe and the gold axe and the silver axe because you are an honest man”, THE COCK AND THE FOX One day a red Fox saw a fine Cock in the farmer's yard. The Fox caught the Cock and ran away with the Cock in his mouth. At once all the people from the farm ran after the Fox. They all cried, “Stop the thiefl"* The Cock tried to think + The Woodeutter and the Fairy — JTicopy6 i gen ® had lost his only axe [ks] — prpatin caor eamiy coxipy 8 Stop the thief [0i:f]! —Hepakine szozia! 7of a way to make the thief open his mouth and let him fall out, The Cock said, “The people are foolish, How can they catch you? They can never catch you". The Fox was pleased at these words.* The Cock continued, “They can't catch you. Look, there are too many people behind you. Why do you not call out to them: ‘It is my own cock and not one that I have stolen!’ # Then they will turn back, and you will continue your way”. The Fox thought thai was a good idea‘ He opened his mouth and cried, “It's my own cock and not one that T have stolen!” And at that moment the Cock fell out of his mouth and ran_to the farm as quickly as he could, (A Scottish Tale) SANTA CLAUS* Many, many years ago there lived a poor farmer in Brit- ain who had three daughters, His wife-died when the girls were very young and the poor man had to take care of § his daughters himself. Kitty, Betsy and Sally were good girls, They helped their father about the house, they worked in their orchard and took care of their chickens and sheep. Still they were poor and the farmer could not buy them nice dresses or shoes, By and by’ the girls grew up and became very beautiful. But as they had no pretty dresses and shoes they did not go anywhere, The farmer was very sad because he could not give his daughters their dowries* and for that they could not be married to® some young farmers. One day the old farmer was coming home from the forest. He was carrying some firewood and was very tired. Suddenly he saw a funny old man with white hair, rosy 4 Tle tried to think of a way to make the thiet open his mouth and le him fll out Bia ape, "nt apmuyeren aaoni PEDEpETH ora | he jet Horo. eee The Fox was pleased at these words-—Jlucosi cnoxoGames mi czona + and not one that I have stolen —a we Toh, nxoro a sxpen 4-3" good idea —rapia ayn » Santa Claus (‘seta ‘Klo:z] — Canta Kaaye (10 xopos) * had fo take care of — noomuen Gye mixayeaTacn npo + By and by — Tus sacom # dowry [aust] —nocar * they could not be married to—soun ue moran oxpyawtuca 9 18 cheeks and bright eyes in front of him. The funny old man said, “Hey! Why arc you so sad, my man? What is the matter with you?” The farmer looked at him and answered. “I have three daughters who are beautiful and kind, They are good girls but we are very poor. I can't give my daughters their dowries and that’s why they cannot be married fo some young far- mers in the village”. The funny old man said nothing. He only smiled and went away. He was Santa Claus but the farmer did not know about it. Late in the evening Kitty, Betsy and Sally hung up their stockings to dry by the fire?. That night Santa Claus made his way to their home, and threw three pieces of gold down the chimney, The pieces of gold fell into the girls’ stock- ings. In this way Kitty, Betsy and Sally got their dowries and could be married to the young farmers of the village. 7 Hey [het]! — Hy! (supeacas oduayonwu) 1 tal ip bie loeKings toy by the fee—naslcuaw eymnn nan- soxn, Gian kaniny down the chimney [funni] —y auwap it)x fro That is why the children of Britain hang up their stock- ings over the fire on the eve of Christmas Day! and believe that Santa Claus comes down the chimney and puts presents into their stockings. (An English Tate) THE WONDERFUL SPELL? Once upon a time there lived a Wizard’. He had spells to turn people into birds, insects and animals. Each spell was in a little bottle with a label on it which told what sort of spell it was. He had his bottles on the shelves of his house, on the window-sills and even on the floor. Everything was in such a disorder that it took him hours® to find the bottle he wanted. £ om the eve [i:v] of Christmas [’krismos] Day —wanepenonsi pisara 2 The Wonderful, Spell — Alusosuca wapn 2 wizard ['wizad] —saxaye 4 abel Piibl] — evinces 5 Ht Cook him hours —flosty 2onoawaocy surpavaru roauue 20 ‘That's why the Wizard decided to get his bottles of spells in order!. in Ge cleared all the shelves, dusted the bottles and began to put them back in alphabetic order. : rhe spell for turning pcople into ants had a label with ‘The spell for turning people into donkeys had a label dit “D”. The spell for tuming people into elephants had Mabel with “E". The spell for turning people into monkeys hhad a label with “M”, " “L wonder? what sort of spell this is?” said the Wizard, fooking at the bottle in his hand. The bottle had no label. The label. was lost. : Just then there was a knock on, the door, The Wizard opened the door and saw a mouse. “Go away! I am busy!” said the Wizard. “1 want to buy a bottle of spell”, the mouse said. “T am fired of being a mouse.? Nobody likes mice. People set traps on uss Cats catch us, It is not a very pleasant life. I want to be something else*” “What do you want to be?"* asked the Wizard. “Lhaven't made up my mind"? said the mouse. “I think Lean look at your bottles of spells and choose one of, them”. “I must tidy my shelves”, said the Wizard, “I don't know myself what botiles are here, Come back tomorrow and ...” ‘Then he looked at the bottle with no label on it and said, “Here, you can have this one”. “There isn't any label on it”, said the mouse. “What will it turn me into?” * “Something else”, said the Wizard. “That's what you said you wanted to be”. And he shut the door and went back to sort his bottles of spells. The mouse went home and put the bottle in the middle of the table, He was going to open it. Then he began to think, “What shall I be? A butlerfiy®, perhaps? Butterflies are Pretty, but they don't live very long, I wouldn't like to be ® 2 butterfly. to get .. in order — npusectn .. 8 nopaoK Ponder — Lixavo Tam tired of being a mouse— Meni naGpuaro GyrH snnnet. People set traps on us.— JIoan ctapaate nactkH Ha Hac, to be something else 6jrn suey ina What do you want to be? —- Ken 1x xoweu yrs? Uhavent made up my mind St we ne supiatina Kine meray? ‘What will i turn me into? butterfly (batafiai] — mere T wouldn't like to be — 51 6 He xorina GyrA turtle, perhaps? Turtles live a long time, but they are not very pretty. I am sure I don’t want to be a turtle. A bird, perhaps? Birds sing happy songs and fiy in the blue sky. But birds eat worms? I don't want to have worms for my dinner. It seems to me it is not nice to be a bird A cat, perhaps? But. cats eat mice! I wouldn't like to be a cal. Cats are very bad animals, ‘An elephant, perhaps? But an elephant can’t live in my little pretty house. I love my house very much. I hope I shall not be an elephant. I am sure I don't want to be an elephant. A tiger, perhaps? Tigers are strong. But they are like big cats. Certainly I don’t want to ke a tiger. ‘A fish, perhaps? But I don't like water, I am sure I don't want to be a fish. And what if I become a snake? Snakes are bad. They eat mice. Oh, no! J don’t want to be a snake. A horse, perhaps? Certainly I don’t want to become a horse”. on gh® mouse thought for a long time, He did not open the ottle, “To be a mouse is not so bad”, he decided. “I don’t want to be something else. There are inany problems in my life but I am afraid that there are many problems -in the life of every animal”. . So the mouse took tlie bottle of spell back to the Wizard He didn't recognize the mouse at first. “Well”, he said. “Did the spell change you?” “Perhaps, it changed me", said the mouse. “‘Yesterday 1 was a very unhappy mouse. And I was not wise. Today I am a happy mouse, I like to be a mouse, I love my friends, I like my house”. The Wizard was astonished. “That's the first time that my spell ever worked!"® he cried, “I am happy! Now I-see that 1 am a real Wizard” (An English Tale) LITTLE BLUE Little Blue was a mouse. At least%, Little Blue thought he was a mouse. But now he was not sure.‘ TWworms: [wo:m2] — veps'axn 2 That's the first time that my spell ever worked! —Bitepme wot vapw cenparai roxisan! ? af least [li:st] — npruatimni + But'now he was mot sure— Axe sapas eit yace ne Oye ynessennt s usowy. 22 You see, Little Blue was blue. Very bright blue. And who heard of a blue mouse? : Little Blue was not always blue. Yesterday in the morn- ing he was just like all the other mice in the barn. He was ‘2 happy, grey mouse. Now he was not happy. He was not grey. He was not even sure he was a mouse. Yesterday in the evening, when Little Blue was playing alone, he fell into a bucket of blue paint’, He could not get out of the bucket. He was frightened and squeaked? very loudly. ‘A cow heard the squeaking. She helped Little Blue to et out. 8" and now Little Blue became blue. He tried and tried to rub the blue paint off, but couldn't, He slept badly in his hole and in the morning went to the other mice. They were sitting around in a circle. They were talking about a mouse that had been lost ? “I say the cat got him”, said Biggest Mouse. “We are sure the cat got him”, said all the others. Little Blue came into the circle. “Here 1 am", said Little Blue, “I'm the lost mouse”, “Don't be silly”, said Biggest Mouse. “You are not a mouse. Who heard of a blue mouse?” “Who heard of a blue mouse?” said all the other mice together. “But I was a mouse yesterday”, said Little Blue. “I fell into a bucket of blue paint”. Biggest Mouse thought for a while’, He looked wise. “Mice ‘do not have blue coats", said Biggest Mouse. "So even if you were a mouse’, you are not a mouse now”. “Not a mouse now", said all the other mice together. Little Blue looked at’ his blue coat. “Maybe I don't look like a mouse”, he said. “But I feel like a mouse” & Biggest Mouse looked angry. Then Youngest Mouse squeaked up, “Ii he feels like a mouse, maybe he is a mouse. Let’s find a ‘way to prove it”. Biggest Mouse was not pleased. He thought for a while. “Let him go to the cat”, he said at last. ! into a bucket of blue paint —y siapo a enitow apoio + was frightened and squeaked [skwi:kl] — anaxaaca i sennman § that had been lost — ska nponaaa $ for a while — seni ac © So even if you were a mous © 1 feel like a mouse —s nowy: * Let's find a way to prove —Sixuo wanins TH 1 6yna mmc ce6e auuiero yt TpeGa axoce nepesipurn we. 23“Oh, not” said Little Blue. “Not the cat!” “Yes”, said Biggest Mouse. “Ii the cat eats him, he is a mouse. If the cat does not eat him, he is not a mouse”. “Is there no other way?”* squeaked Youngest Mouse. “Just the cat”, said Biggest Mouse. “The cat, said all the other mice together. Biggest Mouse turned away. All the other mice turned away, too. Little Blue went out of the barn, He was very sad. In the yard Little Blue saw the hens and ducks. He went up to Biggest Hen. “Have you ever seen a blue mouse?”? he asked, “Don't be silly", said Biggest Hen. “Who heard of a blue mouse?” But when the baby chicks saw Little Blue, they said, “You are pretty. Come and play”, Then Little Blue came up to Biggest Duck. “Have you ever_seen a blue mouse?” he asked, “Don't be silly”, said Biggest Duck. “Who heard of a blue mouse?” But when the baby ducks saw Little Blue, they said, “You are pretty. Come and play”. So Little Blue played with the baby chicks and baby ducks. But he was not happy. After a while, he told them about the blue paint, and about the cat. “Oh, no!” said the baby chicks and baby ducks. “Not the cat! Let's think of another way” Then the baby chicks and baby ducks thought and thought. They wanted to help their blue friend very much, At last they thought of a way % “We shall paint you grey again”, they said. But they didn't find grey paint in the barn. They found only green paint. The baby chicks and baby ducks shook their heads. “Who heard of a green mouse?” they asked. Just then Youngest Mouse came’ by. The baby chicks and baby ducks showed him the green paint, But Youngest Mouse did not shake his head. He laughed, And when he told the baby chicks and baby ducks about his plan, they laughed, too. That night, all the baby chicks and baby ducks took some feathers‘ from Biggest Hen. They dipped® the feathers in the green paint. Then Youngest Mouse showed them where 4 Ig there no other way? —Un ue moxua npuaywarn moce ine? 2 Have you ever seen a blue mouse? —Bu koau-weGy Gaanian cao anny 2 they thought of a way — now Heaystann, ato podirn «some feathers [ed92] — xlauaa nips » dipped 2203 punn, axown Bry iggest Mouse was sleeping. Very quickly, they painted Biggest Mouse with the feathers, Then they’ went away to wait for the morning to come ', In the morning they sent Little Blue back to the other m™cThe mice were silting in a circle. Biggest Mouse was in the middle. And Biggest Mouse was green! Very bright ! Eretmggest Mouse was trying to look wise. “I don't know why I'm green”, said Biggest Mouse. “But I am, So I say it is a new fashion? for mice”, All the other mice looked at Biggest Mouse. They said nothing at all. Just then, Little Blue came into the circle. Biggest Mouse looked at him. “I am a green mouse”, said Biggest Mouse. “You are a blue mouse, It’s the new fashion for ce”. All the other mice looked at Little Blue. “The new fashion for mice”, said all the other mice together. Biggest Mouse looked at Liittle Blue. “You are very pretty", he said. | Youngest Mouse looked at Little Blue and smiled. And Little Blue smiled at Youngest Mouse. THE BOASTFUL CHICK* Once upon a time there was Mother Hen. who had ten chicks. Nine of them were good and obedient § but one chick was very boastiul. “You are small, you must stay in our barn, you must not go into the yard”, said Mother Hen. “I don’t want to stay in the barn”, said the chick and ran out into the yard, An hour later the bad chick cdme back and began to boast. “Everybody is afraid of me in the yard”, said the boast- ful chick. “In the yard I saw a very big rat. ‘But the moment I came to it, the rat ran away more dead than alive”, What the boastful chick said was, of course, far from the truth® He saw the big rat but it was in ... a rat-trap %. { to wait for the morning to come —sexamt parky 3 gut fashion (efn] —yona won Ths Boastol[boustful] Chick —Xnaamrynare sypra 2 gheatent [aaj] eaynuani J more dead than alive —repeankanait na ewepte far from the truth [1100] —xanexo vin npaoan * gattrap — nacrica 25“What happened next? Come on}, tell us!" shouted the chick's brothers and sisters. They wanted to know the story of their brave brother. “Oh, well, then I saw a dog, ten times bigger than the rat*l” said the boastful chick. “The dog began to bark at me: But the moment I came to if, the dog ran away more dead than alive”, What the boastful chick said was, of course, far from the truth. He saw a small puppy playing with a boy. “Tell us more what happened next?” shouted the “Then I met a big bear, ten times bigger than the dog. But the moment I came to ihe bear, he ran away more dead than alive”, ‘What the boastful chick said was, of course, far from the truth. He saw the big... Teddy bear that a little girl left on the ground. “Are you telling the truth?” asked Mother Hen. “Of course, mother, it’s the truth”, said the chick. “Hurrah ‘, hurrah, you are a hero!” shouted the chicks, and began to throw him up in the air’, At that moment a little grey mouse ran across the barn. “Help! Help!" cried the boastful chick. “This animal will eat me up!” All the chicks began Jo laugh’ when they saw that their boastful brother was afraid of the little grey mouse. “Shame on you", said Mother Hen. “You are not brave. Now we see that you are boastful. Did the rat run away from you?” “The rat was in a rat-trap”, said the chick. “Did the dog run away from you?” “It was a little puppy”, said the chick. “Did the bear run away from you?” “It was a Teddy bear’ “Remember, children’ is no better than a lie”.7 said Mother Hen. “Half a truth * Come on — TIpoxosmyit * ten times bigger than the rat—y aecars pasia Gimworo sa nawoKa 3 Teddy bear [bea] — peameam (‘epauxoau) * Hurrah [hu’ra:] — Ypal § to throw him up in the air—niaxnnaTu Roro y nosirpa $ Shame on you — Six 706i He copomsio + Half a truth is no betler then a lie—Haninpasae ve xpaua sa Gpexno. 26 THE GINGERBREAD MAN! ‘Once upon a time there lived an old man and an old woman. They lived in a litlle neat house in a wood. The old woman often baked wonderful cakes and pies for the old man. One day she decided to bake something special for him. So she made a beautiful gingerbread man. He had raisins * for eyes, a currant $ for his nose and a pink sugar waistcoat, ‘When he was baked the woman took him out of the over and laid him on the table to cool, Then she went to the yard to water the flowers. As soon as she was out, the gingerbread man sat up on the table, then climbed down and ran out of the door. The old woman and the old man saw him. “Stop! Stop!” they cried. But the gingerbread man only laughed and said: “Run, run as fast as you can. You can't catch me — I'm the Gingerbread Man!” And he ran even faster, with the old man and the old woman running behind him 4, ‘A gentle brown cow was grazing’ in the meadow. She saw the gingerbread man and thought, “I would like to taste him *". So she eried, “Stop! Stop!” But the gingerbread man only laughed: “Run, run as fast as you can. You can’t catch me — I'm the Gingerbread Mant 1 got away from the old woman and the old man, and I can get away from you, Tean, Ica And he ran faster than ever, with the old woman, the old man, and the gentle brown cow after him. Then he saw a big brown bear who was eating honey { The Gingerbread [‘dsindga’bred] Man — InGnpunit yoaosivox 2 something special ['spefal] —mocs ocoBause 3 raisins (Tezznz], @ currant —isou, nopivKa ‘with the old man and the old woman running behind him—¢ sia Ta 6a6a Gira a8 nut {A gentle brown cow was grazing — Mariana 6ypa xoposa nacnaca * T would like fo taste hint = Meni aye xoversea noxjiirybaTi Boro a7near the tree. When the hear smelled the wonderful ginger smell he wanted to taste the gingerbread man with his honey. So the bear cried, “Stop! Stop!” But the gingerbread man laughed and cried out: “Run, run as fast as you can. You can’t catch me — I'm the Gingerbread Man! I got away from the old woman, the old man, and the gentle brown cow, And I can get away from you, Tcan, T ean”, And on he ran‘ with the old woman, the old man, the gene brown cow and the big brown bear all running after im, At last the gingerbread man saw a river before him, he did not know how he could cross it. But a wily red fox was sitting near the river, and when he saw the gingerbread man, he decided that he would eat him. As the gingerbread man ran up to the bank of the river, the wily red fox came out to meet him, And on he ran —1 ais: no6ir ant 8 “Jump on my tail and 1 will carry you across the river", he called to the gingerbread man. “IF I do, you will cat me”, said the gingerbread man. “Oh, nol I don’t like gingerbread!” said’ the wily fox. So the gingerbread man jumped on the fox’s tail, and the wily fox stepped into the river. But the water grew deeper! and soon it came up to the feet of the little gingerbread man. “Fox!” he said. “I am getting wet”? “Jump on my back!” cried the wily red fox, The gingerbread man jumped on the fox’s back, but again the water reached the gingerbread man's ject. “Fox!” he said again. “I am getting wet". “Jump on my head!” cried the wily fox. The gingerbread man jumped to the fox's head but it did not help. The water reached his feet again, “Jump on my nose”, said the wily red fox. The gingerbread man jumped on to the fox’s nose but the wily fox opened his mouth and swallowed him. (An English Tate) THE KITTEN AND THE KNITTING-NEEDLES? Once upon a time there lived a poor old woman. In win- ter she knitted § socks and sold them. In summer she often went to the forest to gather berries and firewood. One day when she was coming back from the forest, she saw a little sick? kitten under a bush. The poor woman took the kitten up and carried it home. Then she gave the kitten some warm milk and put it into an old basket. Soon the kitten was quite well®, It ran and played in the house, When the woman was knitting the kitten played with the balls of wool’. It liked to play with the balls of wool very much. The kitten used to run after the old woman everywhere, But once he ran into the forest and did not come back. Some days later the woman was going from the forest, At the same ‘bush she met a tall lady in a long beautiful 5 the water grew deeper —cranazo nce ranGure = Lam getting wel.— iI nanoxaio, 3 kanitting-neee.[nitin nisl] = * knitted [‘nitid] — s'sxana ® sick [sik] — xnopuit © was quite well —soncin snayacano * balls of wool —KayOxi mepcti 29dress. The lady smiled at the woman and gave her five knitting-needies. The woman took the knitting-needles home and put them on the table near two balls of wool. Next morning, much to her surprise* she saw no balls of wool on the but a pair of new socks. In the evening she put the knitting-needles and some wool on the table again, The following morning another pair of new socks was near_ them. The woman understood that the magic needles were her reward for her kindness ? to the kitten, Every night the magic knitting-needles knitted a pair of new socks and in this way helped the old woman. (A German Tale) GREEN FREDDIE Freddie the Frog? was sitting on a log. He was not eating. He was not drinking. He was noi jumping. He was not thinking. He was just sitting there Sammy the Squirrel § stopped at the pond, Sammy looked into the water. “My red fur looks good today 5, doesn’t it?” said Sammy the Squirrel "Yes, it does”, said Freddie the Frog. "De you want to look like me?” asked Sammy the Squir- rel. soph” S#id Freddie the Frog. “I look all right for a og”. “But look at you", said Sammy the Squirrel. “You are all green. You are a poor thing”.® Sammy the Squirrel laughed and ran away. Freddie the Frog was sitting on his log. He was not cating. He was not drinking. He was not jumping. But he was thinking that he was all green. Johnny the Rabbit? stopped at the pond, Johnny looked into the water. £ much to her surprise — wa npevemnie ii axusysanat 3 were ber reward [r'wo:d] for her kindness — 6y:xu naropoxow sa 1 sepqory 2 Freddie the Frog — asia, Opens! £ Sammy the Squirrel [skwirall ~ Giaowe Cent # My red fur [[e:] looks good today —Mos pyna my6xa wae wya0- sit pana evoroast # You are a poor thing Binonaxa, 1 Johnny the Rabbit ~ xposine fami My white fur looks good today, doesn’t it?” said Johnny the Rabo soos", sald Freddie the Frog. wee a Want to look like me?” asked Johnny the Rabbit. ie tad Freddie the Frog, “I look ail right for a frog”. “But look at you”, said Johnny the Rabbit. “You're all are a poor thing”. ere ee the Rabbit Taughed and ran away. ' Freddie. the Frog was siting on his log. He was no eating. He ‘was not drinking. He was not thinking. He was ore i She. stopped at the Wise Owl! was flying by. sh pp tie pana Shs looked at Freddie the Frog. “Why are you crying, Freddie?” she asked, “The sky is blue. The syn shines ighily. It’s such tty day. Why are you crying? righty. Ws sing: because I'am not red, like Sammy the irre!", said Freddie the Frog. - soe ‘ye tre net red", seid Florence the Wise Owl. “] am crying because 1 am not white as Johnny the bit", said Freddie the Frog. . Raty, you are not white”, said the Wise Owl. ‘ets “Lan erying because I am all green”, said Freddie the “And that is why I am crying’. cn os erg ct atop etying' said Florence the Wise Owl. “I'll give you some good advice”? ; “T'll be very thankful to you", said Freddie. “Look around you", said Florence the Wise Owl. Freddie the Frog looked around. “What colour are the leaves?” asked Florence, “Green”, said Freddie the Frog. | “What colour is the grass?” asked Florence the Wise Owl. “Green”, said Freddie the Frog. “What colour are the trees?” “Green”, said Freddie the Frog. “What colour are the bushes?” “Green”, said Freddie the Frog. “What colour ig your pond? “Green”, said Freddie the Frog. “ “All right”, said Florence the Wise Owl. “Now stop crying and listen to me, There is green in each leaf on every “T Florence the Wise Owl [aul] —Myxpa cosa Oaopente FAUEES Yu ate pol adh” Pte gan oh apy no pany. VIL be very thankful fo you — $1 6yay 106i aysKe want antree, There is green in the grass. There is green in the pond Green is the best colour”. Florence the Wise Owl flew away and Freddie the Frog stopped crying. ‘He was sitting on his log. He was not eating. He was not drinking, He was not jumping. He was not thinking. He was croaking.* He was croaking as loudly as he could, He wanted Sammy the Squirrel to hear him®, He wanted Johnny the Rabbit to hear him. He wanted everybody to hear him, He croaked very loudly, “Croak, croak, croak .. Green is’ the best colour. There is green in each leaf on every tree. There is green in the grass. There is green in the pond. Iam all green. Croak, croak, croak.” (An Malian Tate) THE MAGIC PURSE There was once a blacksmith® who lived in a house at the foot of a hill, He had one daughter and three small sons. His wife was dead, but his little daughter, Nell, looked after the house. The blacksmith worked hard every day and was cheer- full & As he worked he sang: * “The shadow of the hill Will shelter us from ill, And bring us much good fortune if ‘We work with a will”® He could earn only enough money to feed? himseli and his family, but he loved his work and was happy. When he was very tired he rested in the shadow of the hill. He loved the hill with its green trees, its green grass, bushes and_ flowers. But one day the blacksmith fell ill, and when he recover- ed, his doctor said, “You must not work again. All day long you must stay in your bed and rest”. 1 He was croaking (‘kroukig) — Bin koaeae. # He wanted Sammy to hear him Bi xoria, mo6 .. Ceuni o- syp foro Slacksmith (bleksm0] —Kosun « cheerful [siful] — caswopui + Ashe worked he sang — 30 poGorowo win eninan cliyx neropay nowoxe na Shilo saanau 2 oxorow Bel rpymuoul snonarn, Mu Gyaen apautouari>- + He could earn [oun] ‘only enough [vsal) money to feed —3apos- ese nw posh nese UiCTavao, l4O8 nporoaysaTi 32 “Now it is my turn to earn some money”, said Nell. “y can only sew! and that I shall do”. The girl went to the town and many people gave her sewing {0 do2 She did her work so beautifully that people gave her more and more sewing, and she worked day after Gay very hard. But still she got very little money to buy food for her father and brothers. ‘One windy morning, as Nell was sewing al the table by the window, she heard"a soft voice. “Here 1 am”, said the voice. Nell looked round, and saw a little man, with a shirt like a red flower, a cap like a green leaf, and a coat that was like a grey cloud. He flew up on the table, and the girt saw a large tear in it, The litfle man smiled at Nell and said, “Mend it’ £ Lean only sew [sou] — Si sai tiavae uurm 2 gave er sewing 0 do —saxonna Th posoryNell took the thinnest thread and the smallest needle she had and began to mend the coat. The little man began to sing in his soit voice: “The shadow of the hill, ‘Will shelter you from ill, And bring you much good fortune if You work'with a will”. Nell had never mended anything so delicate before‘, and she was frightened; but she did her best? and mended the coat very well. As she finished her work the little man disappeared with the coat. Nell ran to the door and looked here and there, but could not see the old man. ey the door on the ground she only found an old, rusty ey Suddenly the key cried, “Take me to my home! Take me to my home!” "Then Nell noticed a narrow path running up the hillside and she understood that that was the path to the key's home. She climbed and climbed, till she came to a large stone, and at thé foot® of it she saw a beautiful big chest ® “Place me in the lock!" cried the key. At that moment Nell heard some voices, and when she looked round she saw a lot of little men In the grass and bushes. Their shirts were like red flowers, their caps were like green leaves, and their coats were like grey clouds. “Unlock the chest and take out of it what you wish in payment for your sewing”, said one. In the chest were fine dresses, and rings, and golden coins —but the blacksmiths daughter did not take them. She took a small purse with one silver coin in it. ‘As soon as she picked the purse up, Nell heard a sweet song, and found herself again at her father’s door. "Nell had never mended anything so delleate before— Hena wisomu paniute we aaroaiva rani waecenbxl pest ald her best —ayike erapaaecs 5 ty [ss hey gama aoe « notiged a narrow path running up the hillside —owiruss aysenney crema, ao hena no bepusnny naropx Sat ihe foot = Gian Alani # Chest — expan + lace me in the lock! — Beras wen 1 savox! ® im payment — sx iaropo3y Ey Nell spent the silver coin, she found that another iiyer 2 “appeared in its. place, so that the purse was siNver emply! Since then the family was very happy. THE LITTLE SEAL* breakfast time at the Zoo. All the animals were citing their 100d. The lions had their meal. The elephants fer heir hay. The monkeys had their bananas. The bears honey. x had thelr torres time for the seals to have their breakfast. Mr, Johnson gave them fish. The seals jumped in the water. They liked fish very much. “Thank you for the fish”, said ‘seals. The seals were happy. the sei one Iittle seal was not happy. His name was Sammy. Tooked sad. Sarighat is wrong? Sammy?” said Mr. Johnson. “I want to know what it is like outside the Zoo’, said the little seal. “T want to go out and look around”. “All right”, said ‘Mr. Johnson. “You are a good seal. You may go out and a". toot Good bye, Sammy”, said the other seals. “Have a good \ “Good bye”, said Sammy. “Have fun’’s, said the bears. “Come back soon”, said the monkeys. : Sammy walked and walked. He looked at everything. He liked the town very muel 4 “that ea beautiful fur coat", said a lady. “Where did you buy it?” “I was born with it”, said Sammy. ae The day was hot. “I am hot. I want to go swimming”, said Sammy. He saw a pool in the park. The water was cool and Sammy went swimming. : Some children were standing at the door of their school. ‘What are you doing here?” asked Sammy. “This is our school”, said a boy. “We are studying here, come with us”. The teacher was not looking. Sammy sat down. The The Little Seal —Mazensxnit Tose ® What is wrong — [Ilo tpannzoce 5 what it ig like outside the Zoo — mio pobireca 20 wexkeMt soonapKy « Have a good time.— lo6pe mposeni ® Have fun —Baxxaewo receno nposecra ac “Twas born with It— $1 Haposuinen o sil 35children wrote letters in their notebooks. Sammy tried to walle letters f00, “All right, children. Now we shall all sing a song”, sai the jeacher. The children had good voices, They sage’ wall 'You sing well”, said the teacher, “But one of you is barking — just like a seal”. “Is it you, Nell?” said the teacher. “No”, said Nell. “Is if you, Tom?” said the teacher. “No”, said Tom. “Is if you, Fred?” said the teacher, “No”, said Fred. “Then it must be you", said the teacher to S ui sorry. This school is only for boys and girls”. eee “Please let me stay", said Sammy. “I shall be good”. “AIL right. You may stay”, said the teacher. Sammy was happy. He sat at his desk and looked at the teacher. He learned how to read. He learned how to write ‘And now it is time to play”, said the teacher. " “Who wants to play a game?” “We do”, said the children. They threw a ball over the net. “The ball must not hit the ground”, cried the children, Sammy caught the ball on his nose! A boy tried to catch the ball on his nose too, but ‘fell down?, “Boys must catch the ball wi i y e feaB ith their hands”, said the Up and down went the ball, from one side At last a bell rang. School was over. ‘0 the offer “Will you come tomorrow?” said the children. 'No”, said Sammy. “I like you very much but I must stay at the Zoo, I just wanted to know what it is like out- side. Now I have to go back”. “Good-bye, Sammy”, said the children. “We shall come to sce you”. $Good”, said Sammy. sammy’ was in a hurry to get back? to th so much fo tell the other seals. fe Zea. Hatha _, “May I welcome you home‘, Sammy”, said Mr. Johnson, “I am glad you are back. You are just in time for dinner”. T ast not Wit the ground — ne woomen ropxarHes set 2 but fell down — ane sasnap nenaagi 2 2 was in a hurry fo get back hay T welsome You home 36 “There's no place like home, said Sammy. “East or “West, home is best?", said Mr. Johnson and gave Sammy some fish, (A Norwegian Tate) LITTLE JACK RABBIT ‘Three little rabbits lived with Mother Rabbit. Their home was a deep hole in the sand. Each day they came out to sit in the sun and play. Mother Rabbit said, “Stay close beside me*". You are not yet big and strong”. Little Jack Rabbit was not happy. He did not want to stay near the hole. “L am quite big and strong”, he said. “Lean go all by myself *. I can go fat away”. Hop! Hop! ® He ran off until he came to a garden gate. “This garden is pretty”, said Little Jack Rabbit. “I want to see all I can”. Then Jack Rabbit saw something. He saw two white rabbits. They looked at him. “Who are you?” they said. “We do not know you”. Little Jack Rabbit said, “Look at me. My fur is brown, but I am a rabbit too. I can jump high. I can run about. Tcan play games with you". The white rabbits played with him, Little Jack Rabbit was happy. He liked to play all day. Then something big ran in through the garden gate. It was a dog. He was big and strong. He had sharp teeth. He gave a loud bark® and ran after the rabbits. “Here is something to chase™, he said. “I can chase these rabbits". The two white rabbits ran to their green hutch ® Poor Little Jack Rabbit did not have a hutch. His home was in the sand, He ran and ran, but he could not find it. He was far from the pretty garden. He was safe from the dog, but he was lost®. He could not find Mother Rabbit. Night came. Little Jack Rabbit wanted his mother. How he wanted his mother! The stars looked at him, but they "There's no place lke home—Hewse wine xparie, sx” zona 2 East or West, home is best —Y rocrat nope, a Biowa vafwpame 4 Stay close beside me — Tpxuaitrees Olan nee «all by myself —uiaxow cauoctiino ® Hop! Hop! — Crono! Crpuo! 4 Me gave.a loud bark — Bist ronocto sarasras 7 Mere is something to chase — Tyr e Koro roranara 2 hte [half] — xainea aan xpos * He was safe from the dog, but he was lost.— Bin sprrysanen sia oan, ane saryéunce, 37could not help. He was not big and strong now. He was just a sad little rabbit. Then something came hop, hop. It was Mother Rabbit. Mother Rabbit saw him there. “Is this my dear little rabbit?” she said, “I have looked and looked for you. Come home with me. You are too small to run away”. Now Little Jack Rabbit was sae. Now he was happy “Oh, Mother, I'will be good. I will never run away again I will stay close beside you", said Little Jack Rabbit. (An English Tate) THE RAVEN AND THE OWL! Believe it or not?, but many, many years ago the raven and the owl were both as white as snow. One day they met in the tundra, and the raven said, “I am tired of being so #, And what about you?” T am tired of being white too”, said the owl, “I have a plan”, said the raven. “Why don't we each paint the other a different colour?” «, “All right", answered the owl. “We can try to do it”, The raven ‘was pleased. “Good! Good!” he cried. “Let us begin. You paint me first and then I'll paint you" “Oh, no”, said the owl. “It was your idea, so you must begin”. “Very well”, the raven agreed. He took some burn-out fat from a lamp? and a large feather from his own tail and started to paint the owl, He painted many beautiful grey and black spots on each feather, large and small. “Oh, how beautiful I've made you, owi!” cried he after finishing his work. The owl looked at herself and was very pleased. “These spots are beautiful”, she said. “And now let me paint you too” The raven sat still and the owl began to paint. It took her some time* to paint the raven, But when she finished her work she saw that the raven was now more beautiful than she, The Raven [‘retvn] and the Ow! —Bopou i cosa Believe itor not —Tlosipaze, el Tam tired of being so white — Meni nanoxyanzo Gyr raxuu Gian “Why don’t we each paint’ the other a different colour?” —"iouy 6 aM se nopap6ysaTH onnm oxnoro » inuini konip? * some burn-out fat from the lamp —zpoxn xin 3 asim (y napo- Gis nianoul ayau ocairameaaucn aannasu, a skux 2opia 2p) "It took her some time —¥ et niwao Garavo ascy 38 The owl get angry and poured ' all the burn-out fat over lew away. the ae ou Had owt ‘cried the raven. “I have made you peautiful but you have ‘made me blacker than night”. "| ‘and from that day on all ravens are black and they don't like owls. (An Escimo Tate) THE GREEDY WOOD GROUSE? One day late in autumn the birds gathered in the forest. It was time for them to fly to the South. “All here? All here?” they called to cach other, Soon they saw that they were not all there. The Wood Grouse was absent, The Golden Eagle told’a young Grey-Hen$ to go and find the Wood Grouse. The Grey-Hen flew into the thick of the forest. The Wood Grouse was sitting on a cedar § and picking the nuts out of the cones. “We are going to fly to the South”, the Grey-Hen said. “You alone are keeping us waiting™* “Don't speak nonsense!” said the Wood Grouse. “There are so many nuts in the forest, It’s silly to go and leave them!” The Grey-Hen flew back to the birds. “The Wood Grouse is eating nuts, She does not want to fly to us”, she said, The Golden Eagle got angry, He sent the fast-winged Hawk? to fetch the Wood Grouse. “Hullo, Wood Grouse!” called the Hawk. “It’s high time* to fly to the South. You are keeping us waiting”. “We can always do that, A good meal is just what one needs before a journey”, said the Wood Grouse. The Hawk flew back to the birds and told them that the Wood Grouse was in no hurry to join them, This made the Golden Eagle very angry and he decided not to wait for the Wood Grouse any more. The Golden Eagle and all the birds flew to the South. ‘get angry and poured [po:d] — poscepauaacs i ounuaa | 3 The Grey "aod Grote (grus) — Hlotnnepnun ices xypnna 3 It was time for them to fly—Hactan vac asm mux sinairara $ The Golden Eagle [sel Grey-Hen— Gepxyt, rerepKa 3 cedar |’sida] — Keap © You alone are keepi ac. saTpumyeu 2 the fast-winged Hawk [ho:k] — menaxoxpnanit coxia 4 It's high time — Jlaewo nopa * ‘no hurry to join them — xe nocuiuae apueauysarucn a0 witx 39The Wood Grouse picked the nuts out of the cones for some days, At last she stopped eating and decided to fly to the birds. But there were no birds in the forest. The Wood Grouse was alone. She cried and cried bitterly. And so hard she cried that the feathers above her eyes turned red. * ‘That is why all Wood Grouses in the forest today have red feathers above their eyes. (An Eigen Tate) CATSKIN? Part I ‘Many years ago there lived a rich proud man and he had a great house which stood in the middle of a park. There. were fine trees and beautiful flowers in the park. The man also had many farms and much land. But ke had no children. He wanted to have a child—and only a son. “Only a son. No daughter!” he often said. “After my death my son will bear my name# and all my farms and my land will be his”, He was very proud of his name, indeed! Time went by and a child was born in the family. But it was a girl. It was a fine, healthy baby, but the proud man did not want even to look at her; he was very angry ‘because the baby was a girl."He hated his daughter and hated her so much that one day he said, “I don't want to see her. Take her away and never let her come in my sight", The man was so angry and fierce that his wife and seryants had to obey him The little girl was growing older but her father did not -want to see her. She grew beautiful, was very clever and kind, but her father refused to see her as before. When the girl was sixteen years old the father decided to marry his daughter. And so hard she rfed that the feathers above her eyes. turned red.— Boxa tax ripxo nmaxana, wo mip't Wax ounwa novepBoniao, # Catslin ewtshan] —Keraua ulkypea (npleucono) 2 will bear: my name —Hocrrme soe spisbiute ‘Time went by and a child was born —Tipoiwoa sac, seponuaacs aruna. and never let her come in my sight —1 106 noma Kiko we nona- enact wen! Ha os had to obey [a’ber] him—asmyweni Gym puKonata foro HaKas 4 He gave orders that she was {9 marry the first man that would come and ask for her *. Part It Now it happened that the first man that came to ask for her was ugly and old, He had a big red nose, very big ears and very long arms. “{ shall never marry him”, said the young girl to her- self, She went and talked to her friend —the hen-woman? This was an old woman who lived in a smal! hut and took care of hens, ducks and turkeys. Every day she brought chicks and hens and fresh eggs to the great house. The people in the village thought that she was a witch, but the young girl loved her very much, The hen-woman was kind and always helped her. “What shall I do?” asked the girl. “I don't want to marty that old ugly man with a big red nose and long arms, But I don’t know how to get rid of him” 4 “This is what you must do”, said the hen-woman. “Tell them you will marry the old man, but that you must first have a silver dress, as silver as the moon”. So the girl went home and told them she must have a silver dress, as silver as the moon. It was ready in a few days. She looked very pretty in it, but still she did not want to marry the old man, So she went to see the hen-yoman again. "Go back”, said her friend, “and tell them you must have a dress of gold, as golden as the sun”, Aiter a iew days the dress was ready. It was a very fine dress and the girl looked beauliful in it, but still she did not want to marry the old ugly man with a big red nose and long arms. “What shall I do now?" she asked the hen-woman. “Tell them", said the old woman, “that you must have a dress of feathers. Each of the birds of the park must give ‘one feather to it”, The girl went home and told them she must have a dress of feathers, ‘that she was to marry the first man that would come and ask for her—uwod noua anuiaa saik ea nepwloro donosika, AKHA nocoaTarTuce BO Hel * hen-woman— nau, # took care of — aoranaana “how to get rid of him — sx apatyearuca ix auoro aThe girl’s father told his servants to take a great number of peas and scatter. them on the ground ! “A feather for a peal”? the servants shouted to the birds, and all the birds came and laid one of their feathers on the ground and took one pea in return. The dress of feathers was still more beautiful. But the young girl did not want to marry the old ugly man, «What shall I do?” she asked her old friend. “This time tell them that you must have a dress of catskin", answered the old woman. So they made her a dress of six black cats and seven tabby-cats $, But this time the old man did not want to wait any more, and the proud father said, “Tomorrow we shall have the wedding” ® Part IIT The young girl decided to run away. That night she put on her dress of catskin, put her three other dresses into a basket and walked away from her father’s house. The night was dark, but soon the moon rose and she could. see her way through the woods, She walked for a long time and grew tired# Suddenly she saw a great castle, It stood in a large beautiful park. The girl went into the park and soon came to a small old hut. It was a gardener’s hut, but nobody lived in it. The young girl opened the door and went in. She hid her basket with the dresses under a pile of straw? and ate some bread she had with her. Then she lay down on the floor and fell asleep. In the morning she went to the castle and knocked at the door of the kiichen. There she saw a tall woman who was busy washing the floor 8, The girl said, “I am a poor girl without father and mother, Take pity'on me® and give me some work”. “Very well”, said the woman. “You can work in the fo take a great number of peas and scatter them on the ground — ysntu topor i poscnnati foro a ena + A feather for a pea!—Tlepo 3a ropownay! 2 in return — saniers inoro * tabby-cal —euyracraa ait 2 wedding —necinan 4 grew tired [grutarad] —crounazcn 1 indr ale‘ raw [airs] — ia xynoo canon + who was busy washing the Hoor— ava amas sianory + Take pity on'me-— Swazerect nai utiow dtehen. We just need a seullery-maid'. If you work well, im will have your meals and a bed. Come with me and Yash the plates”. ; So the young girl began to work in the kitchen of the great casile, and they all called her Catskin because of the ees she was wearing. Everyone liked Catskin except the tie She was an ugly and cruel woman, and she did not ike Catskin because she was so beautiful and everybody loved her. Part IV ‘One day the kitchen was in great bustle. The cook and Catskin were very busy. Marivel, the young lord was to return? from London and his parents decided to give a ball to welcome him back. So the cook was cooking nice dishes and Catskin was cleaning and washing everything. She carried wood and water, Washed the vegetables and did all the dirty work. “How much I should like to go to the ball”, said Catskin, and the cruel cook answered, “What! A scullery- maid at the ball! I should like to see you in your old catskin among all the ladies and gentlemen. Stop talking! Go on with your work” And the angry cook threw a basin of dirty water at Catskin. Catskin did not say a word. She worked in the kitchen and in the evening she finished her washing and cleaning. When it was quite dark she ran to the small hut where she had left her fine dresses. She took off her dress of cat- skin and bathed in the clean water of the river that ran near by; then she combed her long golden hair, put on her silver dress and ran back to the castle. The windows of the great hall were open, and Catskin could hear the music from the ballroom. She entered the hall and everyone saw Catskin in her silver dress; her eyes were bright and her hair was falling round her shoulders. * We just need a scullery-maid [skalori ‘meid] —Haw axpas_ no ‘piGia nocyaunua the kitchen was in great bustle {‘basl] —ua xyxni winiza poSora + Marivel ['merwal] s. was to return —Mepinea ... roouen Oye 10- epuyrica 20 ive a ball to welcome him back— xere 62x na seers foro no- Bepuernin S"How much I should like o go— $1 ayaxe xotiaa 6 nit 43The guests began to whisper‘. Then Marivel came rl beaa sper '. r up to Gatskin and invited her for a dance, All night they danced “It is growing light?”, said Catskin. ‘But where do you live?” asked Marivel the girl, “at the Sign of the Basin of Water” 3 ere?” repeated the young lord. But Catskit frough the crowd of guests’ and went quickly to the small . There she took off her silver dress, put on h i dress and soon was in the kitchen, pe on heres She helped to wash the dishes after the great ball. Lord Marivel asked everywhere for the Sign of the Basin of Water, but nobody could tell him about it. He went to his mother and said, “I must find the girl with the silver . I cannot be happy without her. os ae Py ut her. T'shall never marry So his mother said, “Well, my dear son. We shall give a second ball. I hope that the unk: i A second ‘ball Koy ie unknown girl will come once must go now”. Ih”, laughed Part V The kitchen was in great bustle again, Th rf ry :. ; k cooking nice dishes and Catskin was washing and cleaning everything. And again Catskin said, “How much | should like to go to the ball!” But the cruel cook answered at once ‘What! A scullery-maid al the balll Go on with your work and stop talking!” And the angry cook took a wooden ladle ‘oke it across Catskin’s * in i and broke: back’. But the girl did not When evening came, she again hurried to the hut the trees and bathed in the iver, Once more she comted het jhair and changed her dress of catskin for her dress of Slats soon as she was ready she appeared in the great jarivel came to her and took h it ent fook her hand. He danced with ‘The guests began to whisper ['w omg : gues . ‘gan to whisper [‘wispal. 2 Tis growing light —Csirae * at the Sign [sain] of the Basin [bein] of Water—rax, ne na wom yout esata) 7 aR Nemes naa SU shall sever marry anyone else-—Al wikoaw ne oxpymcyen > ium * took'a “wooden ladle [ierlf and broke W acrose extkins Cae yoane aepen'nori onosodne I tax uaapyaa no chu Kerexity Mo Bit ana —Tocti novaan nepewinty- 4 “It is growing light", said Catskin looking at the win- dow. “Good night, Lord Marivel. I must go now”. “But tell me", Marivel asked, “tell me where you live”, “At the Sign of the Broken Ladle”, said Catskin and ran away. She ran to the little hut and changed the gold dress for her dress of caiskin and went back to the kitchen. Marivel asked everybody for the Sign of the Broken Ladle, but nobody could tell him about it, He was so sad that his mother decided to give another ball. Part VI And again there was a bustle in the kitchen. “Oh, how I should like to go to this ball”, said Catskin. “What! A scullery-maid al the great ballt Stop talking!” With that the cook threw a crooked fork? at Catskin, The girl did not say a word and went on with her work. That night she again appeared in the ballroom. She looked so pretly in her dress of feathers that even the musi- cians stopped their music when she entered the ballroom. Marivel danced with her all night and while they were dancing, he put a gold ring on her finger. But she did not notice anything She was so happy. When she was leaving, Marivel asked her to tell him where she lived. “I live”, she said, “at the Sign of the Crooked Fork”. But this time the young lord was wiser. He followed her? to the door, then put on a large dark cloak and went after her, unseen, The young girl entered the hut, took off her dress of feathers, put on her dress of catskin and ran back to the castle. The young lord followed her. When she entered the kitchen door he said to himself, “So this is where she lives! In my own castle!” Next morning the young lord went into the kitchen. Catskin was there. She was washing the plates after the great ball. “Show me your hands", said Marivel. Catskin showed him her dirty hands and saw ... the ring of the young lord on her finger. ‘Marivel took her hand with the gold ring on her finger * At the Sign of the Broken Ladle—Teu, 2¢ nia utsieni s06paxeno Nonauavnufl onoaownc * a crooked fork — xpusa snaenea 8 He followed her — Bin npowis i