Fairy Tales for Fun and Wisdom - страница 2

The next morning, as sunlight streamed through the window, Polina melted. Her water seeped into a potted plant on the windowsill.

Spring came, and a flower bloomed in that very pot. The boy smiled and said, “Even winter leaves gifts behind.”

Moral:

Letting go can lead to something beautiful.

Notes:

– Sparkling – shining brightly (искрящийся).

– Mitten – a warm glove with one part for the thumb (варежка).

– Grant – to give or fulfill a wish (исполнять).

– Seeped – flowed slowly through small holes (просочилась).

One frosty morning in a quiet Russian village, a fox named Zorya tiptoed across a frozen lake, her paws clicking softly on the ice. She was searching for fish under the ice to feed her cubs.

Suddenly, she heard a loud crack! The ice beneath her feet began to split. Zorya froze, unsure what to do.

A raven flying above cawed, “Run, fox, run! The ice will swallow you!”

But Zorya didn’t move. She whispered to the lake, “I trust you. You wouldn’t let me drown.”

The lake, flattered by her words, steadied its surface. Zorya carefully backed away to solid ground.

That evening, the fox gathered her cubs by the lakeshore and taught them an important lesson: “Panic breaks the ice, but calm keeps you afloat.”

Moral:

Stay calm in the face of danger, and you’ll find your way to safety.

Notes:

– Tiptoed – walked quietly on the tips of the toes (шагала на цыпочках).

– Split – broke apart (раскололся).

– Flattered – pleased by praise (польщённый).

– Afloat – staying on the surface, not sinking (на плаву).

In a small Russian village surrounded by misty hills, there stood an old bell tower. The bell, named Darya, hadn’t rung in years because no one climbed the creaky stairs anymore.

One autumn evening, a thick fog rolled in, covering the entire village. Travelers on the nearby road lost their way, stumbling blindly through the haze.

“Where is the village?” a man cried. “We need help!”

Darya heard the voices through the still air and thought, If only someone could ring me, I could guide them.

Summoning all her strength, Darya shook herself. At first, only a faint chime escaped, but she didn’t stop. She rang louder and louder until her clear tone pierced the fog.

The travelers followed the sound and arrived safely at the village. The villagers, hearing Darya’s call, rushed to greet them with warm blankets and hot tea.

From that day on, the villagers took care of Darya, climbing the stairs to polish her and make sure she would never fall silent again.

Moral:

Even forgotten voices can save lives.

Notes:

– Misty – filled with fog (туманный).

– Haze – a thin mist or fog (дымка, мгла).

– Chime – a clear ringing sound (перезвон).

– Pierced – broke through something (пронзил).

In a quiet birch grove near a river, there lived a hedgehog named Pyotr. His sharp needles made him feel safe from any danger. But one day, after an unusually strong storm, Pyotr woke up to find his needles scattered all over the ground.

Panicked, he rolled into a ball, but without his needles, he felt exposed and helpless. “What will I do now?” he thought.

His friends, a squirrel and a sparrow, came to help. “Let’s find something to replace your needles!” they said. The squirrel brought pine needles, and the sparrow found feathers. Pyotr stuck them to his back, but they kept falling off.