Psychology in parables
Many believe that legends, myths, parables are only for children. This is not true. They have something timeless. This is probably due to the fact that fairy tales and parables are more addressed to feelings, to intuition and fantasy.
Since time immemorial, people have used stories as a means of educational influence. By virtue of their amusing nature they were especially well suited for this purpose, and were that spoonful of honey that sweetened and made interesting even the most bitter morality, which is not always immediately understood, sometimes it is hidden and is only a hint. Any parable carries great meaning and makes people think about many aspects of their lives and their actions.
Blind and elephant
Beyond the mountains was a large city, all the inhabitants of which were blind. Once a foreign king with his army encamped in the desert near the city. He had a huge war elephant in his army, which became famous in battles. With his very appearance, he already plunged his enemies into awe. All the inhabitants of the city were eager to find out: what is an elephant.
And here are some representatives of the society of the blind, in order to solve this problem, hastened to the royal camp. Not having the slightest idea of what kind of elephants are, they began to feel the elephant from all sides. At the same time, everyone, having felt any one part, decided that now he knows everything about this creature. When they returned, they were surrounded by a crowd of impatient townspeople. Deeply ignorant, the blind longed to know the truth from those who were in error. Blind experts vied with each other about the shape of an elephant, and listened to their explanations. The one who touched the ear of the elephant said:
- An elephant is something big, wide and rough, like a carpet.
The one who felt the trunk said:
“I have true information about him. It looks like a straight hollow pipe, terrible and destructive.
“The elephant is powerful and strong, like a column,” objected a third, feeling his leg and foot.
Each felt only one of the many parts of the elephant. And everyone misunderstood it. They could not grasp the whole with their minds: after all, knowledge is not the companion of the blind. They all imagined something about the elephant, and they were all equally far from the truth. What is created by speculation does not know about the Divine. In this discipline, paths cannot be blazed with ordinary intelligence.
Hakim Sanai (1141)
How often people imagine something about themselves, about other people, about their children, and how often they are far from the truth. Out of the best of intentions and their life experience, parents think that they know their children and can make them happy. By observing the behavior of their children (“touching the ear of an elephant”), parents draw conclusions based on incomplete data and build communication with their child, based on often false conclusions. Coaches, teachers think that it is they who have an uncomplicated parental love look and their opinion is objective, but, let's think about it, are they “touching the elephant by the trunk”? At the same time, the inner world of the child, his innate features continue to be a "secret with seven seals", and he himself remains alone with his difficulties. Fortunately, it is never too late to see the light and see yourself and your child in the true light.
In order for us or our children to become a little happier, you just have to doubt your own rightness. This does not mean that we should neurotically doubt every decision we make, but think before making a decision and understand that many things, events, people may not correspond to our ideas about them. The elephant is not at all a destructive pipe and not a carpet, it is something more.
Consider that much in life is transient and the social values that exist now will change over time, just as the values of the past have changed. Take, for example, the banal example of currency exchange, not much time has passed since the time when it was punished. Only spiritual values are unchanged, not social attitudes. In the recent past, Soviet pedagogy followed the "party course", and discipline in the classroom was expressed by complete silence and motionless folded hands on the desk. But a child with a long-term tactile memory cannot perceive and assimilate the material, being motionless. The manifestation of emotions was considered indecent, and the lesson turned into a boring lecture. And a student with a long-term emotional memory not only could not learn the material, but also received psychological trauma on the main memory channel (a person carries such traumas through his whole life if he does not work on removing them with a specialist), because the lack of emotions for children with this type of memory is psychological trauma. And how many cases when parents, having listened to the "authoritative opinion" of teachers who "touched only the elephant's leg", that their child is lazy, unorganized and simply unbearable, did not doubt the correctness of teachers or coaches and punished the child for what he led myself the best I could.
They finish school, but stereotypes of behavior remain, and a person can no longer fully use his long-term memory channel, which means living a full life. Sadly. Recent children become parents, history repeats itself, and the "city of the blind" grows. Parents grew up on the same values and try to instill them in their children, who will not be successful in life, using outdated principles. Each person must himself form his own system of values, corresponding to his innate characteristics.
Here is one of many examples. A man in his forties came to us for a consultation because of constant failures at work and in his personal life. He was used all the time, his salary was underpaid, and there was no question of career growth. At home, his wife constantly reproached him for lack of independence and inability to earn money. All this brought the unfortunate to a microinfarction, and after treatment, he finally decided to turn to a psychologist. At the first consultation, we naturally touched on his relationship with his parents, and after realizing his feelings, he said: "I did not know any other way to show my love to my mother, except by becoming her victim." His mother raised him alone and was very afraid that something would happen to him: as a result, everything was forbidden to him, any initiative was punished. An adult man saw himself the way his mother saw him - helpless, weak, stupid. Having passed the diagnostics, he got to know himself and during the consultation he received individual recommendations on how to build his career and use his innate data. It's good that this happened at the age of 40, and not later.
It is unlikely that anyone would wish such a fate for their child, but many parents do it unconsciously. Think before punishing or forbidding your children to do something. It is quite possible that your child, a student, shows his innate characteristics, and does not deliberately bring you to a “white heat”. Try to embrace the whole in your mind. Man and our idea of him are far from the same, he always represents something more than we can imagine.
Lame and blind
A lame man once entered a seraglio (inn) and settled down among the other visitors.
“Because of my lameness, I am deprived of the ability to move quickly and will not be in time for the Sultan's feast,” he said to his neighbor.
The person to whom he addressed raised his head and said:
“I am also invited to the feast, but it is even more difficult for me to get there than for you, because I am blind and cannot see the way.
Then a third visitor intervened in their conversation. He said:
“The two of you have the means to achieve your goal, if you will only agree to use this means. A blind man can set out on a journey carrying a lame man on his back. You must use the blind man's feet to walk and the lame's sight to guide him.
And so the two reached the end of the journey, where a feast never seen before awaited them. On the way they stopped to rest in another seraglio. Here they met two more unfortunates who also wanted to get to the feast and could not. The blind and the lame began to explain their method to them, but one of these people was deaf and the other mute. The mute heard their explanations, but could not convey them to his friend. The deaf man could speak, but he had nothing to say.
These two did not get to the feast because at that time there was not that third person nearby who, first of all, would explain to them the peculiarity of their difficulties, and only then would suggest how to overcome this difficulty.
Ahmad Farooqi (1624)
How often do we see such a situation in pair sports - one pair works well and quickly moves towards the goal, to prizes, to fame, well, just like the “lame and blind” from the parable who have reached their goal. And the other - can not achieve the desired results. And the search for new partners, new coaches begins. But this does not always bring change for the better. It is good if one of the parents tries to become that “third person” who will try to understand the characteristics of each child, and not only his own. Even better, if the coach has extensive experience, and he will recommend parents to contact a professional psychologist* to determine the compatibility of the couple, identify problem areas, and suggest solutions. Remember that there are no universal recipes suitable for all occasions. Then many people will be able to avoid unnecessary disappointments, children will get rid of an inferiority complex, parents will stop needlessly worrying about their children (“why are other children successful, and mine are worse?”)
Very often it is a professional psychologist who becomes the “third person” who helps people overcome difficulties, explaining to them their individual abilities. And how often “well-wishers”, “having come to the feast”, try to help their friends, children, forgetting that other people have different characteristics and other difficulties, despite the fact that they also want to “get to the feast”. Of course, any of you can try to become that “third person” who can help your children, for example. Just before you tell someone how you achieved anything, try to understand if you are talking to the "deaf"? And are you trying to slip a ready-made solution first instead of explaining the features of that person?
Such situations are not uncommon - a client with a long-term visual memory got an excellent result working with drawings (art therapy, mandala therapy **), and recommends this technique to his friends as the only successful one, enthusiastically forcing his child to draw. And that one has a combined type of memory (as you remember from previous publications, a combined one is when one type activates another that carries basic information). In him, for example, auditory memory activates emotional memory, and it (emotional) is a carrier. For a child with such characteristics, art therapy will not be as effective. Many more examples could be given, but I think everything is clear.
Fans of reading books from the “Your own psychologist” series, think about whether it is appropriate to apply to yourself or your children the recommendations that worked in the case of the “lame and blind”, because you may turn out to be “deaf” or “mute”. Unfortunately, many people have the opinion that psychology is safe, and you can play psychologist. Everything is not as it might seem at first glance. The fact is that the use of different methods indiscriminately (“maybe it will help, and if not, I’ll try another”) does not go unnoticed. Some methods bring great harm to the psyche, for example, trying to help a person with a long-term tactile memory with the help of conversations is almost impossible. And if this is a child who actively moves in the classroom, and the teacher sends him to the school psychologist for behavior correction, then the results can be very sad. As a result, the psychologist, using various methods to explain to the child how wrong he is, injures his psyche, which leads to a drop in the use of memory, and, consequently, to even greater problems with learning, the emergence of an inferiority complex, and off we go.
The question arises: "What to do?" I want to help my children, friends, relatives. It is worth, first of all, to get acquainted with your own characteristics and the difficulties arising from them. Know yourself. A diagnostic study will help you with this, then there will be answers to many questions and the “road to the feast” will become easier and shorter. Get to know yourself, get to know your children for who they are, and have a happy journey!
February 2004
The material was prepared for the magazine "Dance Bulletin",
official publication of the Federation of dance sports of St. Petersburg.
* professional psychologist - a psychologist who owns different tools, i.e. different methods and applying them as necessary, taking into account the individual characteristics of the client. Naturally, a person who has completed 2-month courses cannot be considered a professional.
** mandala therapy - drawing in a circle. The phenomenon of the mandala (from Sanskrit - magic circle) has long been known in the religious practices of the East as a tool for meditation, spiritual development and initiation. In psychology, the concept of an individual mandala was introduced by K.G. Jung. He understood this symbol of integrity as a projection of conscious and unconscious manifestations of mental life.
Parable This is such a short story with a deep meaning. Her characters are ordinary people, sometimes not very educated. Their stories and stories contain essential life lessons.
Parables have always given people a reason to think about the meaning of human life, about the role of man on earth. This is a very effective means of development, education and training. Wisdom, which is presented in a simple and clear form, teaches children to think, develops intuition and imagination, and also teaches them to find solutions to problems. Parables make children think about their behavior and sometimes laugh at their own mistakes.
These short stories will help you understand that one problem can always have several solutions and life cannot be divided into good and bad, black and white.
Parables are like seeds, once they get into the heart of a child, they will surely grow and bear fruit.
We advise children to read parables, these are the same fairy tales, only with a deep meaning. From 5-6 years old, some parables are already accessible to children, especially if you explain something to them and give examples at the same time.
When is any harbor good?
One day, a rich merchant wanted to show his son the world, introduce him to his companion from another country, and therefore took him on a journey. During the journey, the father and son stayed in very expensive hotels, the father always taught that the son demanded to be treated like a master, then he would be given the best room in the hotel, the horse - an excellent stall in the stable, and the ship - a good place in the harbor.
They traveled in their own wagon, which was drawn by two horses. One rainy day, their cart got stuck in the mud, the place was deserted. Soon it got dark and it began to rain. Father and son unharnessed their horses and were forced to ride to the nearest village. There was no hotel there and they began to knock on the houses. People, having heard an unfamiliar language, did not open the doors, but shouted something in response. So the tired wanderers went through the whole village and only the door of the very last house opened. An old lady all in rags invited them in. The merchant's son, seeing the blackened walls and ceiling, backed toward the door.
Father, let's not spend the night in such a dirty shack, - said the young man.
In a storm, any harbor is good, - his father answered him and gave the old woman a copper coin. The hostess pressed the coin to her heart and laughed.
She is so sincerely happy with a copper coin, as if it were gold, - the young man grinned.
As in a storm any harbor is good, so in poverty any coin is gold. - said the father.
Why didn't the mouse get married?
Dear mouse, will you marry me? - the brave gray mouse asked the mouse.
Well, - the mouse lowered its eyes, - but bring me something sweet as a gift.
Tomorrow I will go to the kitchen and be sure to bring you a piece of sugar. He's so sweet. - said the groom, twisting his mustache.
The next day, the brave groom climbed into the kitchen through a hole in the floor and, once under the cabinet, did not dare to get out from under it.
That same evening the mouse came to the mouse and said:
Dear mouse, I thought about it and decided to bring you a piece of candy, not sugar. Sugar is just sweet, but candy is fragrant and sweet.
I have never tried sweets before, - the mouse sighed.
The next morning, the mouse again went to the kitchen and again was afraid to get out from under the cabinet.
He again came to visit the mouse without a gift, but at the same time said:
I changed my mind about giving you sugar or candy. Tomorrow I will bring you halva. It's the tastiest treat in the world: hearty, sweet, and buttery.
You know, little mouse, I will not marry you, - the mouse said dryly.
Why? - the mouse was very surprised.
How many do not repeat the word "halva" - it will not become sweeter in the mouth.
The Parable of the Nails
Zhyl-was a quick-tempered and unrestrained young man. And then one fine day, his father gave him a bag of nails and ordered that every time he could not restrain his anger, drive one nail into the fence post.
On the first day, there were several dozen nails in the post. Then gradually he learned to control his anger, and every day the number of nails he hammered became smaller. The young man realized that it was much easier to control his anger than to drive in nails.
And then the day came when he never once lost control of himself. He told his father about it. He looked at him and said that now, when the son manages to restrain his anger, he can pull out one nail from the post.
Time passed, and a day came when the young man came to his father and said that not a single nail was left in the pillar. Then the father led his son by the hand to the post and said:
You did a good job, but look how many holes there are in the post? He will never be the same again in his life. That's when you say something evil or bad to a person, he leaves a scar, like these holes in a pillar. And no matter how many times after that you apologize, the scar will still remain with the person.
In God's Store
One woman had a dream: God himself was standing behind the counter of the store.
God! Is it real?” the woman exclaimed with joy.
Yes, it's me, said God.
What can I buy from you?” the woman decided to ask.
You can buy absolutely everything from me, - God answered.
Then please give me happiness, health, success, a lot of money and love.
God smiled at her in response and retired to the back room for everything ordered. After some time, he returned with a small paper box in his hands.
Is that all? - the disappointed woman was surprised.
Yes, that's all, - God answered. - Didn't you know that only seeds are sold in my store?
Parable about truth and lies
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: “It will hit us at 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, lo and behold, the forest watchman was coming.
No, he says, there are wolves in these places.
Father got angry. For the first guilt he got angry, and for a lie - twice.
The second one told about the grandfather, and the 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 as soon as the third boy came, he confessed everything from the threshold. Mom grumbled at him, and forgave him.
Parable "Fragile gifts"
Once a wise old man came to a village and stayed to live. He loved children and spent a lot of time with them. He also liked to give them gifts, but he gave only fragile things. No matter how hard the children tried to be neat, their new toys often broke. The children were upset and wept bitterly. Some time passed, the sage again gave them toys, but even more fragile ones.
One day, the parents could not stand it and came to him:
You are wise and wish only the best for our children. But why do you give them such gifts? They try their best, but the toys still break and the children cry. But the toys are so beautiful that it is impossible not to play with them.
Quite a few years will pass, - the old man smiled, - and someone will give them his heart. Maybe this will teach them to handle this priceless gift a little more carefully?
The fox advised the hedgehog to go to the hairdresser.
Such thorns, - she says, and licks herself, - are no longer worn. Now the hairstyle "under the turtle" is in fashion!
The hedgehog listened to the advice and went to the city.
It is good that after the fox the owl flew past him.
Then you should immediately ask yourself to refresh yourself with cucumber lotion and carrot water! “When she found out what was going on,” she said.
What for? - I did not understand the hedgehog.
And so that the fox tastes better to eat you! the owl explained. - After all, before that, your thorns interfered with her!
And only then did the hedgehog realize that not every advice, and even more so, not everyone who gives advice, can be trusted!
Parable "Dispute of the wind with the sun"
One day, the angry North Wind and the Sun started a dispute about which of them is stronger. They argued for a long time and decided to try their hand at one traveler.
The wind said: “I will immediately tear off his cloak!” And he began to blow. He blew very hard and for a long time. But the man only wrapped himself more tightly in his cloak.
Then the Sun began to warm the traveler. He first lowered his collar, then untied his belt, and then took off his cloak and carried it on his arm. The Sun said to the Wind: “You see: with kindness, affection, you can achieve much more than violence.”
The parable of the glass of water
The professor began his lesson by taking a glass with a small amount of water in his hand. He held it up so that everyone could see it and asked the students:
How much do you think this glass weighs?
The audience whispered animatedly.
- Approximately 200 grams! No, 300 grams, perhaps! Or maybe all 500! – began to be distributed answers.
“I really won't know for sure until I weigh him. But now it is not necessary. My question is this: what happens if I hold the glass like this for a few minutes?
- Nothing!
“Indeed, nothing terrible will happen,” the professor replied. - And what will happen if I hold this glass in my outstretched hand, for example, for two hours?
Your arm will start to hurt.
- Not! students answered in confusion. the professor replied cheerfully. “So it is with all life's difficulties. Think about some problem for a few minutes and it will be next to you. Think about it for a few hours and it will suck you in. If you think all day, it will paralyze you.
You can think about the problem, but as a rule it does not lead to anything. Her "weight" will not decrease. Action is the only way to deal with a problem. Solve it or put it aside. There is no point in carrying heavy stones in your soul that will paralyze you.
Parable about coffee and circumstances
A young girl comes to her father and says:
—
Father, I am tired, I have such a hard life, such difficulties and problems, I am always swimming against the current, I have no more strength ... What should I do?
Instead of answering, my father put 3 identical pots of water on the fire, threw carrots into one, put an egg into another, and poured coffee into the third. After a while, he took out the carrots and the egg from the water and poured it into a cup of coffee from 3 pots.
No, my daughter, this is only a superficial view of things. Look: hard carrots, having been in boiling water, have become soft and pliable. The fragile and liquid egg became hard. Outwardly, they did not change, they only changed their structure under the influence of the same unfavorable circumstances - boiling water. So it is with people - the strong outwardly can fall apart and become weaklings where the fragile and tender only harden and get stronger ...
— What about coffee? the daughter asked.
— O! This is the fun part! Coffee beans completely dissolved in the new hostile environment and changed it - they turned boiling water into a magnificent aromatic drink.
There are special people who do not change due to circumstances - they change the circumstances themselves and turn them into something new and beautiful, deriving benefit and knowledge from the situation ...
There is a special state called "The Call of the Road"
From ancient times, travelers of antiquity knew one remarkable path: not wide and not narrow, not even and not bumpy, not straight and not winding. The road is not easy, it appeared to wandering travelers, at the moment when confidence on the way left. Not all travelers have had the chance to meet this...
What happened when there was nothing? A good fairy tale from Eldar Akhadov.
What happened when there was nothing else?
- How is it "nothing", baby?
- Ah, so here it is. When I was not yet born, you were not yet born, and no one else was born?
- Nobody at all?
- Yeah!
- It is clear, then the earth was empty, mountains on it, seas-oceans, rivers large and small, grass, forests and meadows, animals and birds, oh sorry ... They are not there yet, but they will be soon.
- No no no! It doesn't count! If there is no one, then there is no one: no animals, no birds, no grass, no forest!
- Okay. There are mountains, volcanoes, rivers, seas, deserts...
- Have they always been there? But when they were not, then what was, huh?
- Oh, how meticulous you are! OK. Once there was none of this. And the land too. Only the boundless dark sky and the stars on it, and the sun in a huge gas cloud of dust...
Burovtseva Galina Petrovna
Parable "Dialogue with the Universe". What is the price of happiness?
Inner balance depends on loving attention to your spiritual heart.
Two families live next door in a small town. Some spouses constantly quarrel, blaming each other for all the troubles and finding out which of them is right, while others live together, no quarrels, no scandals.
The obstinate hostess marvels at the neighbor's happiness. Jealous. Says to her husband:
“Go see how they do it so that everything is smooth and quiet.
He came to a neighbor's house, hid under an open window. Watching. Listens. And the hostess just puts things in order in the house. He wipes an expensive vase from dust. Suddenly the phone rang, the woman was distracted, and put the vase on the edge of the table, so much so that it was about to fall.
"Home Sweet Home"
To comprehend the basic life values and build a creative life program. - Yu.E. Chelovskaya
In one beautiful State lived the Royal family. Peace and joy reigned in their castle. But one day disaster struck. When the King was walking in the garden, picking flowers for his dear daughters, the sky darkened, thunder and lightning could be heard. Suddenly he saw the Green Serpent Gorynych flying by, he picked up the King and carried him to his dark kingdom.
Chaos had come in their Kingdom, the city began to empty, then it was time to draw lots, who would dare to save the King and not let the whole State perish. This brave act was decided by the youngest daughter of the King. While the eldest daughter is put on the post of head of the interim government.
The youngest, without thinking twice, collects things, jumps on her Faithful Black Horse and goes in search of her father.
For a long time - for a long time she galloped through the fields, forests, ravines, until she saw a foreign State. Having entered the city, she saw jewels, things, drinks from different countries, alluring her so much that the Princess forgot how she ended up here and why. And then she stays in this wonderful, full of brilliance place.
Lived there for a long time. Once, when she was walking along the beautiful seashore, she met the Prince ....
He asked her:
- Light of my eyes, do you like music?
"Yes," answered the Princess.
“Then I will gladly perform my best composition on the Harp for you.
Playing it very melodicly and beautifully, he bewitched the Princess and wanted to imprison her ... but then the string of the Harp broke and the Princess freed herself from the spell and realized that this was the False Prince.
Jumping on her Faithful Horse, she galloped to the call of her heart, fearing that the False Prince would repair his Harp and overtake her ... she began to look for shelter to hide at least for a while. Having galloped half the night, she fixed her gaze on the open gate .. from which it wafted warmth. She jumped off her horse and went in. A woman called out to her:
- Hello Princess! I and my people have been waiting for you for a long time! What stopped you from coming earlier?
- Hello! For what? I don't remember! In these foreign countries I was captivated and bewitched: the glitter of jewels and the musical Harp of the False Prince. I have never felt such inner emptiness as now! I really hope that you tell me what to do next?
- The fact is that our worst enemy, the Green Serpent Gorynych, has been stealing the inhabitants of the city for a long time. And once, my husband the Wise Man had a sign that when the Princess comes into our house accompanied by the Faithful Black Horse, sorrow will be put to an end, for she will defeat the founder of all troubles and suffering .. And here you are, because your father was kidnapped by the Green Serpent Gorynych, and you alone dared to go in search of him.
- Who are you?
- I am a good Sorceress, and my husband is a Sage. I want to help you and give you a magic ball that will show you the way.
- Thank you for your help and guiding me to the goal. Goodbye.
- Goodbye! Wait a minute! Remember: on the way to the lair, danger can lurk at every step. Be careful and don't forget - we believe in you!
And the Princess, leaving her horse with the Good Sorceress and the Wise Man, went after the magic ball, which alone knew the way to the Serpent's lair. On the path she meets the Fire - the Bird, languishing in the ice, which begs her to help her free herself from this age-old curse .. To do this, you need to solve riddles. The princess decides. Then the Firebird asks her questions:
- Which is faster?
- What is the cutest thing in the world?
- What is the most dear?
- What's fatter?
The princess, without hesitation, replies:
- The fastest thing in the world - Thought. Thought is the seed and love is the water that feeds it. The main thing is to realize the value of your thoughts.
- All the nicer - this is a Dream, in a dream every grief is forgotten!
- The family is dearest of all, because one for all and all for one. They stand up for each other.
- The fattest thing is the Earth, that does not grow, that does not live - the Earth nourishes.
The Clever Princess melted the Age-old Ice by guessing the riddles, and as a thank you, the Firebird pulled out a burning feather, which will further illuminate the path to the dark dungeon of the Green Serpent Gorynych. So she went on her way. She went to the spring and suddenly heard groans .. looking around, she saw an Apple tree that was drying up. The tree asked to be watered. The princess, taking water in her palms, fulfilled the request of the Apple tree, and in return for her help and compassion, she revealed the secret of the water of this spring, with which you can defeat any dark forces. She also gave me a pitcher. The princess thanked the Apple tree, filled a jug of Magical water from the spring and went on. How long, how short, but finally the ball is over. The princess raised his eyes and saw the Crystal Castle, going there she thought: “How can it be .. in such a beautiful place .. to live the most terrible creature?” But, remembering the parting words of the Good Sorceress, she decides to get the feather donated by the Firebird. The feather was so radiant that the light opened her eyes rather than blinding her. Seeing a miserable picture .. of this full of burning .. emptiness .. dirt and poor imprisoned people underground, the Princess is afraid, but the inner core and newfound confidence give strength to go on .. Passing by the monotonous rooms, she finds herself in the main Hall, where Green dominates Dragon. The princess sees a laid table, and next to it is a throne on which the Serpent sits.
- Hello! Have a seat! Are you probably hungry? Taste my food and drink!
- Thank you, generous Green Serpent Gorynych! I have come to give you a gift so that you will have mercy!
- Come to me, let me take a look!
The princess approaches and hands him a jug of water. But the Serpent sensed a catch and gave her gift back. Shouting out:
- Take it! Deceiver!
The princess without hesitation splashes the Magic Water on the Serpent and he disappears .. all that remains of him is a bunch of keys ... The princess picks them up and runs to free the prisoners. Among them, she finds her father. And he says:
How long have I been waiting for you!
The daughter, through tears of joy, replies: “I am so happy that you are with me again!”
The people rejoice and everyone returns home. Everything ends well .. And the fairy tale continues .. I can only promise that they will live - yes, live, and even though I could hardly believe that the house would be filled with joy, but still Good prevails, and Success awaits every hero!
ISSUES FOR DISCUSSION
Main theme The line of heroes of a fairy tale (motivation of actions) | The line of heroes of a fairy tale (a way of overcoming difficulties) The line of heroes of a fairy tale (relation to the world around and to oneself e) 1. What do the actions of the hero bring to others joy, grief, insight? | Actualized feelings Images and symbols in fairy tales Originality of the plot |
WOLF INSIDE US
One old Cherokee Indian told his grandson about the struggle that goes on in the human soul. He said: - Baby, two wolves are fighting in us, one represents Misfortune - fear, anxiety, anger, envy, longing, self-pity, resentment and inferiority.
Another wolf Happiness - joy, love, hope, serenity, kindness, generosity, truth and compassion.
The little Indian thought for a few moments, and then asked: - Which wolf wins at the end? The old Cherokee replied simply, "The wolf you feed always wins."
PENCIL
Before putting the pencil in the box, the pencil maker put it aside.
There are five things you must know, he said to the pencil, before I send you out into the world. Always remember them and never forget, and then you will become the best pencil you can be.
First, you can do many great things, but only if you let someone hold you in their hand.
Second, you will experience painful grinding from time to time, but it will be necessary to become a better pencil.
Third, you will be able to correct the mistakes you make.
Fourth, your most important part will always be within you.
And fifth, no matter what surface you are used on, you must always leave your mark. Regardless of your condition, you must continue to write.
PARABLE OF THE HORSE
The peasant's horse ran away. How to sow, how to plow? The peasant cried. Somehow they plowed the field, somehow they sowed. Time has passed. A horse came and brought a foal. Oh, what happiness, a horse ran away, brought a foal. The foal grew up, turned into a mighty horse. The son of a peasant rode on it, fell and broke his leg. “What grief,” the peasant cried, “the son broke his leg.” In the morning they knock on the door: mobilization. All young guys are taken to war with the neighboring kingdom. But the son of a peasant was not taken. He was delighted: what happiness - the son broke his leg.
- If we cannot change the situation, then we can choose how to respond to it: with a plus sign or with a minus sign.
- Everything that is done is for the better, in every event there is a meaning that cannot be immediately grasped. Only subsequent events will prove the good of what happened.
- Every problem is a test, every test is a challenge. In every challenge is the germ of future luck. Time passes, a chain of events unfolds, leading a person to success.
GORGEOUS [anti-manipulation, honesty]
There was a girl walking along the road, beautiful as a fairy. Suddenly she noticed that a man was following her. She turned around and asked:"Tell me why are you following me?"
The man replied: “O mistress of my heart, your charms are so irresistible that they command me to follow you. They say about me that I play the lute perfectly, that I am privy to the secrets of the art of poetry and that I can awaken the pangs of love in the hearts of women. And I want to declare my love to you, because you captured my heart!
The beauty looked at him silently for a while, then said: "How could you fall in love with me? My younger sister is much more beautiful and attractive than me. She is following me, look at her."
The man stopped, then turned around, seeing only an ugly old woman in a patched cloak. Then he quickened his steps to catch up with the girl. Lowering his eyes, he asked in a voice of resignation, "Tell me, how could a lie come out of your mouth?"
She smiled and replied: “You, my friend, also did not tell me the truth when you swore in love. You know perfectly all the rules of love and pretend that your heart is on fire with love for me. How could you turn around to look to another woman?"
ABOUT COFFEE
A young girl comes to her father and says: "Father, I'm tired, I have such a hard life, such difficulties and problems, I swim against the current all the time, I have no more strength. What should I do?"
Instead of answering, my father put three identical pots of water on the fire, threw carrots into one, put an egg into another, and poured ground coffee beans into the third. After a while, he took a carrot and an egg out of the water and poured coffee from the third pot into a cup.
What changed? he asked his daughter.
The egg and carrots are boiled, and the coffee beans are dissolved in the water, she replied.
No, my daughter, this is only a superficial view of things. Look - hard carrots, having been in boiling water, have become soft and pliable. Fragile and liquid egg became solid. Outwardly, they did not change, they only changed their structure under the influence of the same unfavorable circumstances - boiling water. So people - strong outwardly can fall apart and become weaklings where fragile and tender only harden and get stronger ...
What about coffee? - asked the daughter.
O! This is the fun part! Coffee beans completely dissolved in a new hostile environment and changed it - they turned boiling water into a magnificent aromatic drink. There are special people who do not change due to circumstances - they change the circumstances themselves and turn them into something new and beautiful, deriving benefit and knowledge from the situation.
SAD [self-esteem, self-acceptance]
Once the king went to his garden and found withered and dying trees, shrubs and flowers. The oak said that it was dying because it was not as tall as the pine. Turning to the pine, the king found that she was dying from the fact that she could not give grapes. And the vineyard is dying because it cannot bloom as beautifully as a rose.
And the king found only one flower, pansies, blooming and fresh as always. He was interested to know why this was happening. The flower replied:
I took it for granted that when you sat me down, it was the pansies that you wanted. If you wanted to see an oak, a vineyard or a rose in the garden, you would plant them. And I - if I can't be anything other than what I am - I'll try to be the best I can be.
You are here because existence needs you as you are. Otherwise, someone else would be here.
COLLECT DOWN
One person spoke ill of the rabbi. But one day, feeling remorse, he decided to ask for forgiveness, saying that he agreed to any punishment. The rabbi told him to take some feather pillows, rip them apart and blow the feathers into the wind. When the man did this, the rabbi told him: "Now go and collect the fluff."
But this is impossible! the man exclaimed.
Of course. And while you may sincerely regret the wrong you have done, it is just as impossible to undo the wrong done by words as it is to pick up all the fluff.
TEACHER
Once a neighbor woman came to the wise Teacher with a boy and said:I have already tried all the ways, but the child does not obey me. He eats too much sugar. Please tell him that this is not good. He will obey because he respects you very much."
The teacher looked at the child, at the trust in his eyes, and said, "Come back in three weeks."
The woman was completely bewildered. It's such a simple thing! It's not clear... People came from different countries, and Teacher helped them solve big problems right away... But she dutifully came in three weeks. The teacher looked at the child again and said, "Come back in three more weeks."
Then the woman could not stand it, and dared to ask what was the matter. But the Master only repeated what he had said. When they came for the third time, Master said to the boy, "Son, take my advice, don't eat too much sugar, it's bad for your health."
Since you advise me, I will not do it again, - the boy answered.
After that, the mother asked the child to wait for her outside. When he left, she asked, "Master, why didn't you do it the first time, it's so easy?"
The teacher confessed to her that he himself liked to eat sugar, and before giving advice, he had to get rid of this weakness himself. At first he thought that three weeks would be enough, but he was mistaken ...
One of the hallmarks of a true Master is this: he will never teach what he has not gone through himself.
VALUES IN LIFE
Before a lecture, a professor of philosophy enters the hall and lays out severalvarious things. When classes begin, he silently takes a large empty mayonnaise jar and fills it with large stones.
Then he asks: "Was the jar full?"
Yes! students agree.
Then the professor takes out a box with small pebbles and pours it into the same jar. He shook the jar lightly, and of course the pebbles filled in the open areas between the stones. He again asked the students, "Is the jar full?"
They laughed and agreed that the jar was full. Then, the professor takes out a box of sand and pours it into a jar. Naturally, sand fills the rest of the space.
Now, said the professor, I want you to understand that this is your life. Stones are important things: your family, your friends, your health, your children. If all else was lost and only they were left, your life would still be full.
Pebbles are other things that matter like your job, your home, your car. Sand - everything else, it's just little things in life. If you fill the jar with sand first, there will be no room for pebbles and stones.
The same is true in life. If you spend all your time and energy on the little things, you will never have room for the things that are important to you. Pay attention to the things that are most important to your happiness. Take care of the stones first, it really matters.
Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.
Husband and wife lived for thirty years. On the day of the 30th anniversary of marriage, the wife, as usual, baked a bun - she baked it every morning, it was a tradition. At breakfast, she divided it across, buttered both parts, and, as usual, gives her husband the upper part, but halfway through her hand stopped ...
She thought: “On the day of our thirtieth birthday, I want to eat this ruddy part of the bun myself; I dreamed about it for 30 years. After all, I was an exemplary wife for thirty years, I raised beautiful sons for him, I was a faithful and good mistress She put so much strength and health into our family."
Having made this decision, she serves the bottom of the bun to her husband, while her hand trembles - a violation of a 30-year-old tradition! And her husband, taking the bun, said to her: "What an invaluable gift you gave me today, my love! For 30 years I have not eaten my favorite, the bottom of the bun, because I thought that it rightfully belongs to you."
IN SEARCH OF DESTINY
One day, two sailors set off on a journey around the world to find their destiny. They sailed to the island, where the leader of one of the tribes had two daughters. The eldest is a beauty, and the youngest ... Well, how to say it so as not to offend anyone .. Not really. One of the sailors said to his friend: "That's it, I found my happiness, I'm staying here and marrying the leader's daughter."
Yes, you are right, the leader's elder rain is a beauty, a clever one. You made the right choice - get married.
You misunderstood me, friend! I am marrying the chief's youngest daughter.
Are you crazy? She's... not so much.
This is my decision and I will do it.
The friend sailed on in search of his happiness, and the groom went to woo. I must say that in the tribe it was customary to give a ransom for the bride .... cows. A good bride stood ten cows. He drove ten cows and went up to the leader:
Chief, I want to take your daughter and I will give ten cows for her!
It's a good choice. My eldest daughter is beautiful, smart, and she is worth ten cows. I agree.
No, chief, you don't understand. I want to marry your youngest daughter.
Are you kidding me, dear man? Can't you see, she's so... not very.
I want to marry her.
Okay, but as an honest person, I can't take ten cows, she's not worth it. I'll take three cows for her, no more.
No, I want to pay exactly ten cows.
They merried. Several years passed, and the wandering friend, already on his ship, decided to visit the remaining comrade and find out how his life is. Sailed, walks along the shore, and towards the woman of unearthly beauty. He asked her how to find his friend. She showed. He comes, he sees - his friend is sitting, the kids are running around ..
How is it going?
I'm happy.
This is where the beautiful woman comes in.
Here, meet me. This is my wife.
How? Are you married again?
No, it's still the same woman.
But how did it happen that she changed so much?
Would you like to ask her yourself?
A friend approached the woman and said: "Sorry for the faux pas, but I remember what you were .. not very much. What happened that you became so beautiful?"
Just one day I realized that I was worth ten cows ....
PSYCHOTHERAPEUTIC TALES
CLOUD AND LAKE
Prevention of a passive life position, "self-flagellation", refusal of constructive activity - V. Buyanovskaya
You probably all know the big impenetrable swamp to the north of the city. Nothing grows on it, and it seems that only occasionally black clouds fly over it. Neither the sun nor the moon, much less a cloud, never appears there or appears above it. No birdsong or human speech can be heard there. Even children and animals bypass this dead place.
And once upon a time, it was not like that at all. Then a very long time ago, in the place of this terrible swamp, there was a beautiful Lake. Throughout the District, the lake was famous for its purest water, graceful willows stood along the banks, bathing their loose branches in the waters of the lake. And what kind of fish was not found there. From the very early morning, the boys came to fish and splash in the clear waters, in the afternoon adults came to swim, relax, take a sip of crystal water after a hard day's work. Lovers came at night. How much laughter, how many declarations of love the Lake heard. And the birds sang all day long. In the morning the Sun greeted the Lake, bathing its rays in its waters, at night the moon paved a silver path along which little silver men glided.
More often than others, one Cloud floated over the Lake. It was so small, so light, so fast. The cloud loved the Lake very much and each time tried to be with him as much as possible. Cloud was very fond of the Lake, but the Lake was very proud, impregnable and did not encourage such flirting. It offended Cloud, and Cloud cried, it floated away into the distance, but then it forgot everything and returned.
But the Lake loved only itself. He became annoyed by the singing of birds, the dancing of fish, the laughter of children. It was so proud that it did not even like the small streams that flowed into it. Everything annoyed him. The lake believed that it was very beautiful and no one was worthy of it, no one could compare with it. And Cloud was crying more and more often. Other clouds and adult clouds could not calmly watch Cloudy melt. By half-force, half-persuasion they forced me to fly south, to distant Africa. At first, Cloudy was very worried, but when he saw how people and plants rejoiced at him, he slowly got used to life without the Lake.
And the Lake, since Cloud flew away, has become completely unbearable. Only Cloudy's cheerful and easy disposition smoothed out the worsening and worsening character of the Lake. Over time, the birds began to fly around the Lake and the fish tried to move to other water bodies. Gradually, the Lake ceased to communicate with the streams that had replenished it with fresh water for so long. The lake was no longer so crystal clear. It was not heard on the banks of his oaths of love, children's laughter, no one wanted to swim after a hard day. Even the beauties of the willow had removed their loose branches, they had nowhere else to look. The lake gradually became more and more muddy and swampy.
The frogs left him last. They could not bear that no one hears them, and so for whom to try. The lake didn't care. He felt very good alone, no one distracted him from his clever thoughts, no one interfered with admiring himself. True, sometimes it glanced at the sky to see if Cloud was floating by. But the cloud did not pass. Only sometimes a black cloud stopped, looked reproachfully, showered streams of abuse and floated on. And the Lake lived its own, incomprehensible life. It did not even notice when it managed to turn into a swamp. And worst of all, he didn't care at all.
PARTING
Fairy tale for children whose parents are separated - A. Smirnova
The bear family is in trouble. Quite unexpectedly for a little bear, dad went to live in another lair. All he said was: "Don't worry, son, we will see each other, only less often." These words upset Mishutka more than reassured him. He couldn’t understand why dad decided to leave and why they should rarely see each other, why he couldn’t play ball with him before dinner, swim in the pond, as before, and not hear the usual in the morning: “Get up, sleepyhead, it’s already daytime.” has begun".
“How terrible these adults are,” the bear reflected, “they always need to change something. After all, everything was so good.”
Hearing one night how his mother was crying softly, the bear came out of the den and knocked on the owl's door.
Listen, owl, you are the wisest in our forest. Why did dad leave us? Maybe we offended him with something, or did he just stop loving us?
Finn thought.
You know, bear, there are many difficult questions in life. They are not easy to answer.
Even you?
Even me.
Today I heard my mother crying, and I was completely confused. What if dad left because of me? He probably stopped loving me, and if I leave home, he will return to my mother. Then she won't cry anymore.
I think your mom will be even more upset, and dad loves you. He himself told me about it. He feels bad just like you, only he doesn’t show it to anyone.
But if he's not well, why won't he come back?
Because in the life of adults often things happen that are hard for children to understand. Many years will pass before you learn about the many complexities of life.
But I want to know now. Why do people break up? I heard from the animals that dad has a new family. It turns out that he left us and will soon completely forget?
No, they won't forget. You are part of his life.
I don't want to be a part. Let everything be as before.
You see, bear, every family has its own life. It can be very long. Children grow up, and mothers and fathers part before the appearance of grandchildren.
Is it like a fox? Their mother left them.
And like a fox, and like a bunny. He came to me last summer and complained that dad offends mom, but if he intercedes, he gets it too.
I know. The bunny said that he was afraid of dad, and with mom alone he was calmer.
You see how different relationships are. Your parents must have felt that their life together ended sooner than they wanted. And in order not to offend each other, as happened in the bunny family, they parted.
There are some flowers that cannot coexist together in the same flower bed, although they like each other. If they grow up nearby, they quickly begin to see, constantly arguing and quarreling. When they are transplanted to different flower beds, they bloom again.
The same happens with adults. At first they love each other, and then something happens and it becomes difficult to live together.
I understand, but that doesn't make it any easier.
That's the way it should be. Breaking up with someone you love is always hard, but it happens sometimes. The main thing is to be able to survive it.
It's hard to be a child, - the bear sighed.
Being an adult isn't easy either. You will understand this when you grow up. So do not be offended by dad and calm mom. She is very worried about you. She's having a hard time too. Help her.
POWER OF LOVE
A fairy tale about the value of love, the relationship between a man and a woman. - Andrey Gnezdilov
In the old knightly times, people, in addition to their own names, gave each other nicknames. This was especially true for kings. Who has not heard of Henry the Handsome, Louis the Magnificent, Charles the Bold. But in one country there lived a king who could not find a nickname in any way. As soon as he was given a nickname, he changed, showing completely opposite qualities. To begin with, at least with the fact that when he ascended the throne, he was nicknamed the Weak. It happened like this. There was a custom in the country, according to which the queens inherited the throne, and then they chose their own husbands. According to knightly traditions, a tournament was convened and the queen made the strongest her chosen one. But at that time, Queen Palla was on the throne. She was called beautiful, but, in addition, she still had a masterful character and no one could guess what she would do. And in a tournament where the strongest Knights fought for the honor of taking the throne, the queen chose not the winner, but the weakest knight. His name was Rich, and whoever he tried to fight, he was immediately kicked out of the saddle. What a scandal happened when Palla, descending from the throne, put a golden crown on his head!
However, there was no need to argue with the queen. But King Rich immediately received the nickname Weak. And of course, the offended vassals refused to obey him. They joined forces and decided to overthrow Rich, and give the queen a husband whom they would respect. Their troops surrounded the capital and demanded to depose the king. Then the king and queen rode out of the gate, and Palla said that if there was at least one of the warriors capable of defeating the king, then she would agree to yield to the demands of her subjects. And then a miracle happened. The strongest knights clashed with the weak king, and not one of them sat in the saddle. The ashamed knights were forced to submit. No one understood how it happened that Rich emerged victorious from all the fights. "Maybe there's witchcraft involved?"
Yes, sorcery, - Queen Palla replied when rumors of her subjects' suspicions reached her. And his name is my love. She can turn the weak into the strong. And King Rich from that time began to be called Strong.
Once the country suffered a crop failure and famine. People were ready to give the most expensive things for a piece of bread. And from somewhere merchants poured into the kingdom. They brought bread, but they charged exorbitant prices for it, so that when the bread disaster ended, the inhabitants felt an even worse misfortune - dependence and slavery. Almost half of the country was in debt. The power of King Rich was shaken. His subjects no longer served him, but cunning and greedy usurers. Then the king announced that he intended to pay all the debts of the inhabitants of his country, but on the condition that the merchants leave it. Reluctantly, foreigners gathered in the capital. They did not want to leave the kingdom, where they lived so richly and freely. And so they came up with a trick. Blacksmiths made huge scales for them, and on one of the cups their slaves placed stone boulders, covered with a thin layer of gold on top. The merchants were rubbing their hands rather, knowing in advance that the king would not have enough treasures that could outweigh another cup. Indeed, when all the gold of the royal treasury is light on the scales, they did not even flinch.
Your Majesty! Even if you yourself, with all your prowess, enter the scales, they are unlikely to be able to outweigh the debts! - sarcastically declared merchants. And then the king took off his crown, descended from the throne and stood on the scales. They didn't move. Rich looked at the queen and she smiled at him. At the same instant, the scales with the king sank and touched the ground. The astonished usurers could not believe their eyes, and the king began to throw gold from the bowl. Finally, he alone remained on the scales, and the bowl with gilded stones still hung in the air.
I'm not going to bargain," Rich said.
Therefore, I offer myself for the debts of my subjects. You see that the scales don't lie. Traders hissed angrily: - Why do we need this king without his treasures and country. He doesn't even have a crown. He is nobody.
Then get out! the king exclaimed angrily. - And if at least one remains on my land until tomorrow morning, he will be executed!
But we will not have time to collect our good! the merchants shouted. Here is your good, which you put on the scales! Take it with you! Rich replied.
And the crowd of usurers, fearing that their deceit would be revealed and they would pay with their heads, dragged their stones away from the capital.
How much do you weigh, Your Majesty? - Laughing, the Queen asked Rich.
As much as your sorcery,” replied the king, who was immediately nicknamed Heavy.
A little time passed, and new events hit the lives of Rich and Palla. From the farthest outskirts of the country, where impregnable mountains rose, Lady Cora Glon arrived at the court. The queen was beautiful, but involuntarily she had to look away when the burning gaze of the new beauty slowly slid over the admiring crowd of nobles, and then boldly stopped on the queen. Truly, she was a dangerous opponent. Her bold outfits, trampled on modesty, kindled the hearts of men. She danced with such passion, as if she had the deepest feelings for everyone who was paired with her. She could, without knowing fatigue, ride a horse from morning until late at night. She fired a bow without a miss. But most importantly, she was surrounded by mystery. No one knew before about the existence of Glone Castle, no one could fully understand the charm of Cora, which dazzled with its wealth and freedom of circulation.
No one knew the intoxicating scents she used in her perfumes. As you can see, they turned their heads, giving birth to the most shameless dreams. And finally, who did she need? She seemed to want everything and everyone at once. And now, as if madness entered with Lady Glon. Ardent young men and stern men, forgetting about their affections, were drawn to only Kora. Violent disputes, wild jealousy, deadly fights - that's what captivated the courtiers.
Tears and despair, passion and anger trailed Lady Glon in an endless train, and she did not seem to notice anything. 
With laughter, singing, dancing, she called to her, promising herself to everyone who submits to her alone. Without a scepter and a crown, she began to reign at court, and poor Palla had to share power with her. Ball after ball, holiday after holiday, followed nonstop, and Lady Glon was inexhaustible, like her wealth, which she generously threw at feasts and pleasures. From time to time she brought this or that admirer closer to her. But his happiness was short-lived, and soon he disappeared somewhere. No one dared to blame Cora, for the new victim herself was eager to replace her opponent.
King Rich took part in all the entertainment, but none of the courtiers could accuse him of treason. Many thought that Kora was aiming at him, gradually involving the king in her trap, and warned Palla. But she could not overcome her pride and demand an explanation from her subject or ask the king to stop the revelry.
But then one day the king did not return from hunting. In vain did the queen wait for him, in vain did the huntsmen ransack the whole forest. Not a trace of King Rich remained. And evil tongues immediately renamed it from Heavy to Light. But the sadness for the disappeared king was short-lived. Lady Glon, breaking mourning, again prepared a magnificent ball. The queen tried to call her subjects to order, but she was refused to obey.
- Give us a new king, Your Majesty, and we will obey! - answered the nobles, taught by Kora. But Palla flatly refused. Leaving the palace, the queen, in order not to hear the noises of fun, went to the forest. The night was drawing to a close when Palla heard the sound of hooves. A cavalcade of dressed horsemen with torches in their hands rushed through the forest.
They were drunken guests who decided to end the feast with a hunt. But it was not animals that served as prey. They raced after Kore Glon. Here a cheerful gang scattered through the forest, and only distant voices and laughter woke up silence. The queen wanted to continue on her way, but suddenly stopped at the edge of the clearing. In the middle of it she saw a familiar knight. As if rooted to the spot, he froze, looking ahead of him and lowering the dying torch. Now the bushes parted, and Lady Glon appeared on horseback to meet him. She was naked, and only wild hair fell over her white shoulders, tangling with a horse's mane. A pack of silent dogs ran out into the clearing and surrounded the knight. Cora raised her hand imperiously, and he touched the reins and approached her. Like a snake wrapped around the lady of the knight and bit into his lips, and the dogs clung to his horse.
With a strangled sad cry, the horseman disappeared, and in his place, tail between his legs, was a new dog. The lady spurred on her horse, and the pack of dogs followed her. Palla returned to the palace in horror, realizing that Cora Glon was a sorceress and the fight against her was pointless. She could not rely on any of her subjects. And a conspiracy was already ripening around her. And at the end of the year, the courtiers again gathered in the palace and demanded that the queen choose a new king.
No, Palla replied. - I choose only once, and you know my choice is King Rich.
But he betrayed you and the kingdom! angry voices rang out.
Maybe so, but he did not change my love! Palla replied.
It's time to make a new choice, queen! said Lady Glon, approaching the throne. A triumphant smile curved her lips. A dozen conspirators surrounded the queen and tore off her crown.
I give you life, Palla! exclaimed Cora Glon, laughing. - But only so that you share it with my jester. He remained faithful to you and therefore lost his crown. I'll put it on a more deserving one. The crowd parted. Chained, in a jester's attire, King Rich appeared in front of Palla.
Now you two will amuse me, - said the sorceress. With firm steps, she climbed the steps of the throne and placed Palla's crown on her head. At the same moment, her head turned into a terrible dog face. The body was shrunken and covered with fur. Instead of words, a hoarse bark escaped from her mouth. The knights grabbed their weapons. With a wild howl, the sorceress jumped out the window and crashed against the stones.
Who could defeat the sorceress, your majesty? Rich asked Pallu. 
Not me! she replied. - But my love and your loyalty!
Since then, King Rich has been nicknamed the Faithful.
The little fox couldn't sleep. He tossed and turned and kept thinking, thinking, thinking. About how big the world is around and how many interesting things are in it. And he, the little fox, is small and does not know much yet.
In the city of N, a Husband Shop was opened, where women could choose and buy a husband for themselves. At the entrance hung rules for visiting the store:
“One girl met a young man. The girl loved this guy very much, but he did not share her love with her. But they were together, he did not leave her ... because of pity.
Three planets Femininity, Arrogance and Rudeness traveled among the starry expanses of the Universe.
Meteorites circled around them, mysterious flashes trying to draw attention to themselves. Having dared, they jokingly blocked their way and, smiling affably, asked:
,
In the beautiful Garden of Eden, even the air froze with delight, watching the work of the angels, who, on a wave of solemn inspiration, created a woman from the highest quality and pliable clay.
She didn't like New Years. I just didn't love it. However,
like other holidays. But still, the New Year
was a special holiday: on this night it was possible
make wishes that will surely come true.
Husband and wife lived a long happy life in marriage. They shared with each other all their secrets and experiences, but only one thing the wife asked never to do: not to look into the old shoe box that she kept on the top shelf of her closet.
The Student comes to the Teacher and begins to complain about his hard life. He asked for advice on what to do when both things fell on him, and another, and a third, and in general, they just give up!
