A fairy tale about a princess for children 5. A fairy tale about a prince and a princess. You can help the fairy tales of As Gouves come to life in illustrations

Magic stories always captivate children with their unique stories. The most romantic of them are fairy tales about princesses. Many girls dream of meeting charming heroines who are noble, smart, kind and beautiful. Despite their positive personal qualities, royal daughters often get into trouble, from where they must get out either on their own or with the help of brave knights. The resourcefulness of the representatives of the highest aristocracy will make an indelible impression on young readers.

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Having started reading fairy tales about princesses, children quickly realize the importance of such concepts as honor, valor and nobility. The characters of magical stories will have to go through many difficult trials, but they will adequately cope with the difficulties that have arisen. Neither evil witchcraft, nor robbers, nor the bad attitude of others will prevent girls from achieving happiness in life.
Parents can choose suitable fairy tales for children on the site - about princesses, which will be interesting to read even for boys. The courage of courageous warriors who stood up to protect the daughters of influential rulers will win the hearts of young lovers of magical stories.

In a distant kingdom, there lived a princess. The princess was beautiful, cheerful and kind. She only had one flaw. The princess was invisible to human eyes. Once upon a time, she was walking in the forest and, passing by a magical lake, she admired her own reflection so much and became proud of her beauty and kindness that the water fairy cast a spell on her, and she became invisible to the human eye, only birds and animals could see the young Princess .
The Princess was upset for a long time, shed many tears, read hundreds of wise books to remove the magic spell, but could not. Then she decided that if in all the fairy tales she read, good triumphs over evil, then she must also do a good deed, and then the spell will dissipate. And she began to do good. But not after one act, not after another, not even after the third, nothing changed. She was still invisible and very lonely. Despondency crept into the soul of the Princess, her eyes no longer cried, but only quietly sad.
- How so? - the Princess repeated to herself - the peasant cow would have been lost in the forest if I had not shown her the right path. And the milkmaid's son would have cried all night if I had not entertained him with moonlight. And the flowers in the city garden would certainly have withered if I had not watered them. I'm not hurting anyone, why am I invisible?
This is how time passed. The good deeds of the Princess multiplied, but she still remained invisible.
One day it started to rain. The princess really wanted to dissolve in this rain, and she wept bitterly.
“If I can’t change anything, then let me become a drop of this rain.” After all, even the rain can be seen and felt, the rain is never alone, the Princess cried.
The rain stopped as quickly as it started. A colorful rainbow shone high in the sky.
Suddenly, the Princess saw that a drop of rain remained in her palm, which did not disappear.
— Hello, Princess! – sang a drop.
“I am the youngest drop of autumn rain and a frequent visitor of the Fairy of the Lake. Listen, Princess, the Lake Fairy was never evil, she only denounced human vices so that they would not ruin people. You were so young that you did not even understand how proud and conceited, how fascinated by your own beauty. If the Fairy hadn't cast the spell, vanity would have killed you. But even when you became invisible, and people could no longer praise you for good deeds, you continued to admire yourself, and the value of those good deeds that you did decreased so much that they could not remove the spell. Think about it, Princess. I will leave you a gift, you can break the spell if you make one sincere wish and return my gift to the Lake Fairy. And the drop disappeared, and in the hand of the Princess there was a transparent pebble, the same as a drop.
At first, the Princess was very happy that now she could become an ordinary person again, and that it was so easy. And she went to the lake.
On the way, she saw travelers who were carrying a wagon in which there was a young man. The young man was the Prince of an unknown, distant land. Oh, how the travelers were in a hurry to arrive in the kingdom of the Princess, because there were the best healers, the travelers encouraged the young man and said that such a kind and wise young man as he could not be seriously ill. The young man only smiled quietly and calmly so as not to upset the travelers and tried to encourage them. Involuntarily, the Princess walked beside the wagon. None of the people saw her. She lightly touched the youth's forehead, the forehead was hot.
“What a persistent young man,” the princess thought, “I would certainly like to be pitied when I am sick, and he endures pain so as not to upset his friends, and this gives them strength to go on. How warmly they speak of him, even when he does not hear, it means that they are sincere in their judgments. How easy and good it is for me to walk beside his wagon, and it does not matter at all that he does not see me. From excitement, the Princess fiddled with the pockets of her dress.
And then her hand felt in her pocket, the same pebble - a gift from a wise droplet. — Here he is! - the Princess was delighted, and ran to the lake. She tightly squeezed the pebble in her palms, and threw it into the lake. But she remained invisible.
“Princess,” she suddenly heard the voice of the Fairy of the Lake, “your wish will be fulfilled.” The young man will get better, but he will not be able to see you and will never know that it was you who helped him.
“So be it,” the Princess replied, I can walk beside him and help him. This is a lot.
“But he will marry another Princess, and you will suffer.
- So be it, but he will live and do many good deeds and become a wise ruler.
- Princess, for the first time you did not think about your own benefit, and the fulfillment of your desire for which you cried and asked so much. You made me happy Princess, so I'm breaking the spell I put on you. Keep this lesson in your heart. Now turn to me, dear, let me look at you with the eyes of an old sorceress. You read what a beautiful dress Cinderella had when she met her Prince. Do not think that I only know how to cast evil spells, I give you a dress no worse than the Fairy Godmother.
The princess saw her reflection in the lake in a wonderful dress that suited her unusually.
“Go, Princess, why follow the prince’s wagon when you can walk beside him and hold his hand.” He will be here soon.
And the fairy is gone.
The princess did not believe her luck, she thanked the Fairy from the bottom of her heart.
And the Prince and the Princess met in a wonderful meadow and fell in love with each other. And they were kind and wise rulers in their cozy kingdom. The princess remembered the lesson of the Fairy of the Lake all her life, she told many fairy tales to children about the Fairy, and fairy tales went from one kingdom to another for a long time, and next to these fairy tales there were fairy tales about the miraculous healing of the Prince from an insidious disease.

Yulia Petrova, 2012

Once upon a time, a girl was born in a royal family. The little princess was named Polina. On the occasion of the birth of his daughter, the king arranged a grand celebration. Many titled guests came to the palace. They congratulated the king and queen on the happy occasion, gave gifts and hurried to take their places at the table. The noisy feast lasted until late at night.
Princess Polina at that time was sleeping peacefully in her children's room, specially equipped for her by order of the king.
When the holiday ended and the guests left, happy parents went to kiss their daughter before going to bed, but her bed was empty...
Calming his sobbing wife, the king ordered the guards to immediately search the castle. They checked every room in the palace, went down to the basement and even searched the attic, but the princess was never found. All night the king and queen did not close their eyes. And only in the morning, when they had lost all hope, the royal cook brought the girl. She said she accidentally found the crumb under the stairs near the kitchen. In gratitude, the happy king appointed her chief cook.
Since then, Polina has been looked after by a dozen nannies, and every night guards have been on duty at the door of her bedroom.

Time passed. The girl grew up, but was not like all the princesses at her age. Polina did not like balls and royal receptions, and dance and music lessons seemed boring to her. But by the aromas coming from the royal kitchen, she could unmistakably say that today they would be served at the table. She was always interested in how and from what the served dishes were prepared.
“I really want to learn how to cook,” she told her parents.
But the parents considered such hobbies unworthy of the royal person and strictly forbade her to enter the kitchen. No wonder the young princess felt miserable.
The king and queen were perplexed - why did their daughter have such an interest in cooking? Only a cook could answer this question. Only she knew what happened in the royal chambers on the night the little princess disappeared.

On the day when distinguished guests celebrated the birth of Polina, and dozens of cooks worked in the royal kitchen, one of the cooks was sent to see if the guests had enough treats.
Passing along the corridor past the room of the princess, a young woman, out of curiosity, decided to look at the baby. The room was unguarded, and she entered the nursery unhindered.
Little Polina slept in her snow-white bed. Her bed, decorated with gold, was covered with a canopy embroidered with precious stones. Stuffed toys, pink elephants and teddy bears were scattered throughout the room. The poor woman was breathless with beauty and delight.
She carefully took little Polina in her arms. The lacy swaddling clothes looked strange in the cook's overworked hands. She became very bitter, because quite recently she also became a mother. But she had no money for a cradle for her daughter. The cook simply wrapped the baby in an old sweater and put her to sleep next to her.
The poor woman was struck by the wealth and luxury in which the princess lived. Why is her own daughter deprived of all this? What an injustice! .. It suddenly occurred to her - what if we change children?
Looking out the door of the nursery, the cook made sure that no one was there, and carefully carried the princess out...
And in the morning she brought her daughter to the king, saying that she had found the child under the stairs. The girls were very tiny and very similar, so no one noticed the change.
Returning home, the young mother wept for a long time. And only the thought that now her daughter would live like a king consoled her a little. She named the daughter of the king Yasya and raised her with the love with which she would raise her own child.

When the girl grew up, the cook began to take her with her to the palace, wanting to teach her craft. However, Yasya did not like to cook. Every minute she spent in the kitchen made her miserable. Having quickly completed the work, the girl hurried to the garden, where she admired the royal balls through the window. She spent hours looking at the dressed-up ladies of the court, repeating the dance moves after them.
One day, the princess caught her doing this, going out onto the balcony to get some fresh air.
- What are you doing here? Yasya heard and blushed, she was embarrassed.
Do you think the ball is very fun? Polina continued, paying no attention to the girl's embarrassment.
- Is not it so? After all, singing and dancing is so great ... - Yasya said dreamily.
- Boredom! yawned the princess, covering herself with a fan. - If you want, I can take you to the ball, and you will see for yourself. But first you need to change.
In a ball gown, Yasya looked like a real princess. Whirling in a dance no worse than other court ladies, she felt unusually happy.
“Just like you were in your youth,” the king said to his wife, admiring the dancing girl. Of course, he had no idea...

“Thank you, you fulfilled my cherished dream,” Yasya said to the princess after the ball. - What are you dreaming about?
“I really want to learn how to cook,” Polina admitted. “But my parents will never let me,” she added sadly.
Are you a princess and want to mess around in the kitchen? Yasha was surprised. “However, I can help you. My mother is the chief cook of the royal kitchen, and I will secretly take you there. Only now you have to change clothes - there is nothing to do in a ball gown.
Looking at each other, the girls burst out laughing. Maybe that's how friendships are born.

Once in the kitchen, Polina watched with delight how fragrant soups and broths boil in large cauldrons, and fish and meat are fried in huge pans. She watched with interest how the cooks cut and crumble vegetables, grind spices in stone mortars, lay out salads beautifully and decorate dishes.
The excited cook did not leave Polina's side for a minute. She did not hope that she would ever see her daughter again, whom she had given to the king many years ago. At Polina's request, she taught her how to stew vegetables and bake meat. Everything worked out great for the girl, and now she herself has prepared the king's favorite dessert.
“It was the best day of my life,” Polina admitted as she left. But it's unlikely to ever happen again. My parents won't let me cook, and I'd give anything in the world to do what I love.
The girl's words touched the cook to the core. It turns out her daughter is not so happy in the luxurious royal chambers...

On this day, the dinner seemed especially tasty to the king, and he sent a servant for the head cook.
- Awesome dessert! I have never eaten anything tastier,” he said to the cook who entered the hall. - Ask for whatever you want.
And then the woman could not stand it. Hoping for the mercy of His Majesty, she confessed everything. The enraged king ordered her to be imprisoned, and he locked himself in the main palace tower.
For several days and nights, the deceived ruler thought about what to do. He loved Polina very much and could not imagine his life without her, but Yasya was also dear to him. After all, she was his own daughter and, moreover, is very similar to her mother-queen. These thoughts drove him to despair, and he became even more angry with the cook.
At that moment, someone softly knocked on the door. It turned out that both girls had come to ask him to have mercy on the cook. Looking into their eyes full of tears, the king realized that not only did he not lose his beloved daughter, but, on the contrary, found another one.
The king made a truly wise decision. He forgave the cook and even allowed her to settle in the palace so that she could be closer to her daughters.
And what about the princesses?
Yasi's dreams of balls came true - she spent the whole day studying music and dancing! And Polina was allowed to visit the kitchen and learn how to cook. The girls became best friends for life, and it didn't matter to them which one of them was the real princess.
The main thing is that they were happy.

A_Guves, 2012-2013

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Once upon a time there was a little princess, her name was Dashenka. The princess was very spoiled and disobedient, and absolutely, completely did not want to obey her mother queen and father king. Dashenka had a lot of all sorts of different toys: dolls, bears, bunnies, balls and so on. And the little princess loved to scatter them, but she really did not like to tidy them up. The baby stamped her feet and screamed I don’t want to, I won’t ... The king and queen tried to persuade the princess to put away the toys, but Dasha didn’t want to listen to anyone and continued to scream I don’t want to, I won’t ...

And the little princess didn't want to eat anything but sweets. Mother queen said: "Dasha, let's eat porridge". But the princess continued to repeat the same thing, I don’t want to, I won’t. And when daddy the king said: “daughter, eat a cutlet.” It was the same thing, the little pest again began to stomp its legs. And she repeated: “I want candy, I want candy.”

“What should we do with our daughter? ' Mom said sadly. “She doesn’t want to listen to us at all,” said the Pope King. They thought for a long time and finally the queen said: "Let's go to the fairy who lives beyond the forest." “Come on, maybe she will advise what to do with our disobedient princess,” said dad. And they went to the fairy.

The king and queen went through the whole forest, and it was very large and dark. And when they finally came out of the forest, they saw a small and beautiful, beautiful house. A good fairy lived in this house, her name was Kiki. Around the house grew beautiful, all the colors of the rainbow, flowers. And the house itself was full of lights, then red lights would light up, then green, then yellow, otherwise the whole house would flash in different colors. The king and queen even stared, everything around was so beautiful.

They approached the house. Near the door, which was decorated with small flowers, hung a bell. The king and queen rang this bell and the door immediately opened, a fairy stood in front of them. “I know, I know why you came to me. Your little princess doesn't want to listen to you at all,” Kiki said. And mother queen and father king looked at each other in surprise and nodded. “Well, come in, now, we’ll think of something,” said the fairy.

Mom and dad went into the fairy house, it was also very beautiful there, everything around shone and shone. They were very interested in what the Kiki fairy would come up with so that their beloved daughter would stop being such a pest.

Kiki took an ordinary candy in a beautiful wrapper and said: “I know that the princess loves candy very much.” The king and queen looked at each other in surprise and nodded. And both thought: “How does the fairy know everything? "They just thought, and the fairy immediately said:" This is magic, I know what is happening everywhere and who is thinking about what. “Now let's start magic,” said Kiki. She waved her magic wand, and magical, golden sparks flew from her and everyone fell on the candy that the fairy got.

“Now you have to give this magic candy to Princess Dashenka and you will see
what's going to happen" - said Kiki. The king and queen thanked the good fairy and went home to their daughter.

When they came home, the queen's mother called the princess and said: "Dasha, look what candy dad and I brought you." And she gave her daughter a magic candy. The princess ate it, but nothing happened. Mom and dad thought: "Why didn't the fairy Kiki's magic work?" But when Dasha again did not want to
collect your toys, a miracle happened. All the toys suddenly rose into the air and began to fly out the window. The princess tried to catch them, but she did not succeed, all the toys flew away. The little girl sat down and cried, and her mother the queen said to her: “If you promise that now you will always collect toys yourself, then they will all be bunnies, and bears, and all your dolls will come back.” The little princess promised, and all the toys began to come back and sit in their places. Dasha was happy and clapped her hands. And now she always tidied up her toys and put them in their places.

And the next miracle happened when Princess Dasha didn’t want to eat, as soon as she started shouting her favorite words I don’t want to, I won’t, the spoon with porridge jumped into her mouth, the princess didn’t even have time to blink an eye, and her mouth was full of porridge. And then the king's father said: "Take a spoon, Dashenka, and eat it yourself, otherwise the magic spoon will always, as soon as you want, say something, feed you only porridge." The little princess took the spoon and began to eat. And now she ate everything: soup, cutlets, and porridge.

This is how fairy Kiki helped the king and queen. And Dashenka now always obeys mom and dad.

All girls love fairy tales about princesses. In them, good invariably conquers evil, and eternal love comes to those who really deserve it. The characters described in such fairy tales are ideal. And let them not exist in the real world, fairy tales about princesses for girls will always be reminded of true femininity, softness and kindness.

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There lived a woman. A very sloppy woman. Everything in her house was upside down: a mountain of unwashed dishes in the sink, gray torn curtains on the windows, a thick layer of dust on the furniture, stains on the floor and carpet ... But at the same time, she was a kind and compassionate woman. She never passed by a hungry kitten, handed out sweets to the neighbor's children, took old women across the road.

One day, returning from work as usual, she took off her shoes in the middle of the room, left her coat in the bath, and for some reason dropped her hat while walking down the corridor. In the kitchen, the woman began to sort out shopping bags, but after a daydream, she gave up this business, went to the cabinet where there were books, took out a volume of poems by some unknown poet and, sitting down on the sofa, began to read.
Suddenly the woman heard some thin squeak. She got up, went to the window and noticed a small sparrow caught on the clothesline. The poor thing flapped his wings, trying his best to get out, but nothing came of it, and the rope only tightened his fragile body even more tightly.

Then the woman grabbed the scissors from the windowsill, which were so fortunately at hand, and cut the rope. The rags that had been drying on a rope for a week already flew down, but the little sparrow was also free. The woman stood a little longer at the window, watching how happy the bird was, and then went into the kitchen, found the grains lying around and, returning, poured them on the eaves.

She did not expect the sparrows to return. But he returned. Fearlessly sat down on the window and began to peck at the treat.

From that day on, the sparrow began to always fly to the woman and peck at the grains. Once, he became so bold that he even flew into the room, made several circles under the ceiling and immediately flew away. And this is what happened the next day...

This sparrow was not an ordinary bird at all. In fact, it was a fairy that took on different guises and flew around the world in search of good deeds. It so happened that she got caught in the clothesline hanging in front of the window of a slovenly woman, but decided not to resort to magic, but to wait how the matter ended. Noticing how kind and compassionate the woman turned out to be, the fairy began to fly to her window every day, wanting to make sure that she was not mistaken. But, the more the fairy flew to the woman, the more she understood - her kindness is so great that it illuminates everything around, even this dirty apartment. And then, the fairy decided to help the good woman.

Once, when the woman went to work, the fairy, along with her friends, flew to her apartment. With the help of magic, she opened the window, and once inside, she immediately began to distribute tasks to her friends:
- two fairies with zeal began to rub the floors with small wax rags;
- another fairy began to clean the curtains - she sprinkled some kind of silver liquid on them, and in the place where the liquid fell, the curtains became crystal clear and new;
— two other fairies took care of the kitchen. They carefully washed the beaten and chipped dishes, and then with the help of magic, they made the dishes new, and even patterned and multi-colored;
- the most important fairy, the one that flew in the guise of a sparrow, took care of the walls with dirty wallpaper torn off and old, worn furniture. Here she conjured for so long that it seemed that all her magical power should have been spent. But, of course, that didn't happen. But on the walls, now the whitest, bizarre pictures appeared - the sea, mountains, the sun, bright grass.

When the work was completed, the fairies took out fresh wild flowers from somewhere (although it was late autumn outside the window) and, filling elegant vases with water, put fragrant bouquets in them. The most important fairy allowed herself the last thing: the little affectionate puppy was very happy to find a new, and even such a cozy and clean house.

When the clock - yellow with polka dots - struck five, the fairies flew away.
And soon the landlady herself came home. Unlocking the door with her old key, she thought at first that she had the wrong address. I had to go outside and go into the house again. But her apartment was still shining with cleanliness. Then the woman took off her shoes in the doorway and carefully placed her shoes on a small shelf. Then, she hung up her coat and hat on a hanger and carried her groceries into the kitchen. Everything happened as if in a dream: the woman could not believe that she was in her apartment. She carefully sorted out the packages, put everything in its place, and when she finished she heard a slight rustling behind her.
Turning around and seeing a small puppy, she picked him up in her arms and began to hug and circle with the puppy around the house.

From that day on, her life changed. Now she has become a cleaner, which the world has never seen. And in the evenings, local children came to her house for tea and sweets. The children played with the puppy and all the time were surprised - how wonderful and cozy it is for a woman in the house.

That's how friends
You don't judge a book by its cover.
Though old and shabby
The book has a spine.

If there is a vice,
You help him.
No judgment
Present your lesson with kindness.

Goodness is like a sail in the blue sea,
Turns white in the midst of seething waters.
And everyone who responds with kindness
That sail will certainly find its own.

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This story happened in those years when there was a terrible shortage of everything in our country. We had dreams about gummy candies. Chocolate was issued strictly on major holidays. A glass of ice cream was usually divided into four. It was considered the greatest joy to get out of a can of condensed milk, and there were legends about all sorts of exotic goodies in our circles. But we never saw them live.

Our dad was a doctor. And then one day he brought home a whole bunch of bananas. Imagine real bananas! Yellow, with small black spots. Mom put bananas on the table and forbade us to touch them until dinner. But she didn't stop looking. And so, my sister and I were sitting near these bananas, as if hypnotized.

And after dinner, we were allowed to eat a banana. O…. It was an extraordinary taste: both sweet and so viscous, like marmalade, ice cream and condensed milk at the same time.

After that, three more bananas remained in the bunch. We spent the whole evening dreaming about how we would wake up in the morning and eat another banana.

When the parents fell asleep, without saying a word, we realized that we could no longer endure. We quietly got up from our beds and went to the kitchen. The bananas on the table looked even more beautiful in the moonlight. Judging by fairness, we decided to eat one banana for two. But for a long time they did not dare to stretch out their hands and tear the banana from the bunch. Then I plucked up the courage and tore off the banana. As soon as the banana was in my hands, I felt that it was somehow soft. And yes, it does move. I got scared and dropped the banana.
And the sister says:
- You're a slacker!
I started looking for a banana. But, in the dark, it was difficult to do this. He seemed to have sunk into the floor. Then we quietly closed the door to the kitchen so as not to wake our parents and turned on the light. I will never forget that day, or rather night.

By the light of a light bulb, my sister and I saw a tiny girl dressed in a yellow dress - a banana peel. She sat near the battery and straightened her pigtails. She had at least a dozen of them on her head. But the strangest thing was not even this, but the fact that, catching our glances at herself, the girl rose into the air, waving her thin wings behind her back.

Just like a butterfly. She flew very close to us and hung in the air:
"Well, why are you staring at me like that?" Have you never seen fairies?
- Nope! We were fascinated by this tiny creature.
“Then, let me introduce myself – I am a Tropican fairy. But you can just call me Tropy.
“Yeah…” We still couldn’t come to our senses.
The fairy made a circle around our little kitchen and stopped in front of the sink:
What is this, water? Kindly make me a pool. I really want to freshen up.

The sister plugged the sink with a cork and began to draw water. The fairy closely watched her actions. When there was enough water, the sister turned on the faucet. The fairy asked if it was possible to leave the water on. We explained that then the water would overflow and flood the neighbors. Then Tropi sprinkled some kind of golden pollen on the sink, and instead of a sink, an oasis of extraordinary beauty appeared in our kitchen - a miniature waterfall and a crystal clear lake.

The fairy immediately dived into the lake. For a long time she frolicked and splashed in it like a small fish. When she had swum and dried her wings, she flew over to the table and sat on the edge of the plate, where the two remaining bananas lay. Tropi sprinkled gold dust on the table, and instead of a plate, a tray immediately appeared, on which lay a wide variety of fruits. It is now, already becoming an adult, I know the names of each of them. Some I've only seen in movies and food magazine pictures. And then they were all just red, green, striped, pimply, small, large, sweet, sour, honey ...

My sister and I ate everything at once, managing only to spit out the bones. Fairy, meanwhile, looked into a small mirror and fingered her tiny pigtails. Soon our stomachs hurt. But this is nothing, because we were so happy that we did not pay attention to the bellies and continued to eat.
Having finished sorting her pigtails, Tropi flew up to the window and asked us to open it. It was a snowy cold winter, and our windows were sealed with white tape and cotton wool for warmth. Only the window opened. But that was enough.

As soon as fresh frosty air entered the room, colorful parrots flew into the kitchen after it. They casually sat down on the refrigerator, cabinets and curtains and began to talk. Never before have we seen such parrots. Different colors, different sizes, with large beaks, and with beaks that look like tiny tweezers. The parrots cooed with their melodic voices, and from this the whole kitchen, along with a waterfall, a lake and outlandish fruits, became like a tropical island in the ocean.

But the surprises didn't end there. A little more time passed, and we heard some noise outside the door, from the direction of the corridor. Thinking that it was the parents who woke up, we were already preparing to tell them about all these incredible things. But when the sister opened the door, it turned out that there was a whole company behind her - a small lion cub, an elephant cub and a zebra baby. The three walked solemnly into the kitchen and sat down near the table as if they came here every day.

At first we were afraid of the lion cub. And then they got used to it and began to stroke and caress it along with other animals. The parrots also became so bold that they sat on my sister’s and me’s shoulders, pecked grains from the palm of our hands and walked over our heads as if they were grassy lawns.

This went on until morning. And when dad's alarm clock rang, we said goodbye to the fairy and returned to our beds to sleep at least a couple of hours before school.

When my mother woke us up for breakfast, we vied with each other to tell her about what had happened that night. She certainly didn't believe us. Only all the time I was surprised when we managed to come up with such a folding fairy tale.
In the kitchen, there was no trace of those incredible events that took place at night. We ourselves were a little doubtful whether it was all real.

But while clearing the dirty dishes off the table after breakfast, my sister found a tiny mirror in the sink. The one in which the Tropicanka looked. That's how we realized that this story we did not dream.

Bonfire

Vanya and Tanya were playing with matches. Everyone knows the golden rule: “matches are not toys for children!”. But the guys were very naughty. They decided to light a fire in the courtyard of a large apartment building. To do this, Vanya and Tanya collected old newspapers, dry sticks and cardboard boxes, folded a pyramid out of this, and just wanted to open the box and get a match, when the neighbor’s grandmother appeared:

"What are you brats doing here?!" she screamed.
“Nothing special,” Vanya ran his foot along the ground. Yes, we're playing.
- Oh, you're playing! Now I'll call the police and they will immediately identify you! Grandma screamed.

The guys rushed like a bullet into the entrance, up the stairs to the fifth floor, to their apartment. And only when the door slammed shut behind them did they exhale. They were not afraid of the police, but of mom and dad. Most of all, they did not want to sit out all the holidays at home, punished.

When the first excitement passed, Vanya, who was a full five minutes older than his sister, said:
"Let's make a fire right here, shall we?" And no one will see.

Tanya really liked this idea, and she skipped into the room for old notebooks.

The children rolled up a rug in the living room (so as not to catch fire) and began to lay out a new pyramid for the fire. For some reason, Vanya put his school diary at the base, but then he thought about it and nevertheless removed it.
When all the preparations were finished, Tanya brought matches. The children exchanged solemn glances. Another second and the girl's thin fingers had to extract a thin and such a dangerous match from the box ... Is there really no one to interfere with the guys ?!

match fairy

Tanya slightly opened the box, and suddenly, before the eyes of the astonished children, a match appeared from there! Only unusual, but alive. With wings on the back.
— Wow! Tanya and Vanya said in chorus and plopped down on the floor in surprise.
“I am a match fairy,” answered the match with wings. -Because you did not obey your parents and violated the most important rule - you began to play and play with matches without adults, I am taking you to the country of Matchboxes for re-education! - and without waiting for an answer, the fairy blew, first at Tanya, then at Vanya.

The guys quickly began to decrease in size. Their whole room instantly turned into a giant unfamiliar world. Now they were the same height as the fairy. Not far from the guys, on the floor lay the same matchbox. Only now it was huge, like a real house.

Following the fairy, the guys approached the box and began to climb inside along its smooth walls. But they didn't get anything. Then the fairy clapped her hands and Tanya and Vanya floated through the air like fluff from dandelions and flew straight into the ajar matchbox.

Giant logs lay under their feet. Of course, these were ordinary matches. Only now they were very large compared to tiny children. There was a wooden door in one of the walls of the matchbox. The fairy pushed her, and the guys stepped into an extraordinary world.

welcome

Everything here was made from matchboxes: houses, bridges, trees. But the creatures seemed much more surprising, striding importantly along the paths, driving around in cars - matchboxes, looking out of the windows of matchbox houses. All these were ordinary matches - thin, with arms and legs; old and young, mom matches and baby matches, dog matches and even sparrow matches.

Tanya and Vanya walked along the paths with their mouths wide open and incessantly turned their heads, first in one direction, then in the other. Suddenly Vanya said to his sister:
“Listen, where is the fairy?”

The guys stopped. And in fact, the fairy disappeared somewhere. Meanwhile, the matchstick men looked at the guys with strange irritation and even malice. They lined up on both sides of the road and whispered.

matchstick dwellers

From the crowd of matches came a gray-haired old man with a match:
“You are not welcome here,” he said loudly. You are very naughty and nasty guys. You should have been sent to the quarries. But at the request of our respected fairy, we allow you to earn your forgiveness!
— What have we done? Tanya asked with a tremor in her voice.

The old man and everyone else frowned more than ever.
“Is this for,” Vanya began, “that we played with matches?”
- Played around?! They dabbled! - some match-mother intervened in the conversation, - Do you know how many innocent matches die for nothing because of such stupid and irresponsible guys like you! Every day some boy or girl plays with matches, breaks, sets fire to anything! And all for what!

"And that's not to mention their own safety," said the Matchstick Uncle in big round glasses delicately.

“No, no, all this is empty talk,” the old man spoke again. - It's clear. You two must take His Majesty King Match XI Road. Only in this way will you be able to understand for yourself what it means to properly handle matches. And only then can you return home to your world.
- Fair! Fair! the rest of the matches nodded.
“But…” Tanya tried to object, “what if we get lost?”
“It’s unlikely,” murmured the match in glasses, “we have only one road in our country. And that's exactly what you need.

“It turns out that we have no other choice,” Vanya remarked. He wanted to ask if they would meet terrible dangers on the way, but there was no one around. All matches somehow very quickly returned to their business.

The guys had to go along the only road in the country of Matchboxes, the road of His Majesty King Matches XI.

Let's hit the road

Immediately outside the city began the forest. Here the matchbox trees stood so close together that the sun's rays hardly penetrated their dark branches. The guys walked holding hands, and they were a little scared. Every now and then there were some rustlings. They were clearly being watched.

Spoiled matches

Suddenly the trees parted and a man stepped out onto the road. It was a match without a brown cap on his head.
- Good day! Vanya turned to the stranger.
"Nothing good," the little man said dully. “No one is allowed to walk in this forest without my knowledge.
- And who are you? Tanya asked.
- I AM? Who am I? The man was clearly not happy with the question. “Come on brothers, tell these fools who I am!”
Other similar little men began to emerge from behind the trees. There were also no brown caps on their heads.

The guys got really excited.
“I am the leader of the broken matches. We are not allowed to live in the city with the rest.
“With normal ones,” a thin voice squeaked from the crowd.
“Look around,” the little man began his story, “here you will find examples of the most varied cruelty and injustice. Some of us were born freaks. Sometimes there is a factory marriage, and matches are born without a cap from an incendiary mixture. They are doomed to drag out a miserable, worthless existence. But some, born normal matches, fall into the hands of notorious scoundrels. They are burned for fun. And then they are thrown to the ground. At this moment, their life does not end, but they can no longer return back to their own. Then we accept them here - in the Forest of the Outcasts.

- How sad! Tanya sobbed.
- Sad?! She's sad! Listen only! The man seemed to be still angry. – If not for you people, we would live happily ever after!
- But who would have made you then? Vanya tried to intervene.
— Take them! squealed the little man, greatly offended by such a comment.

From all sides, matchstick men flew at the guys. And everything, of course, would have ended badly if the fairy had not appeared. Her mere presence had a strangely soothing effect on the little men. They parted in different directions.
The fairy addressed the leader of the outcasts:
- Don't get so excited. After all, they are just children. In addition, you can ask them a question, and if they answer it, you will let them go.
The leader of the outcasts liked this idea, and he again turned to the guys, softening a little:
- OK. Answer now - what is the match head made of? Pay for your mistake with your life.
Tanya and Vanya looked at each other, and the fairy tilted her head to the side.
I had to remember. Vanya even got a headache from thoughts and tension, but in the end, he remembered:
- From sulfur! Exactly - from sulfur.
"Hmm," the man grimaced. "And this is your final answer?"
- Well, yes.
The fairy intervened again:
- Keep in mind that the guys are only seven years old.
- OK. The answer counts. But, of course, this is far from what I would like to hear. The composition of the match includes Berthol salt, manganese dioxide and sulfur. Sulfur is the main combustible substance in a match. Bertolov salt gives off oxygen when burned, and the match does not go out so quickly. And so that the temperature of the fire is not too high, manganese dioxide is used.
“Wow, so many things in a little match! - the guys said in unison, but remembering who was in front of them, they immediately fell silent.
— And you thought! the man grinned.
The fairy again disappeared somewhere, as suddenly as it appeared, and the guys safely continued on their way.

At the factory

Soon the forest ended. Endless expanses stretched out. After walking a little more, the guys saw a huge building, heading up into the sky. From its open windows came some indistinct sounds. Listening, they realized that it was a child's cry.
At that very moment, a matchstick man in a white dressing gown appeared from the door and shouted at the top of his voice:
- Urgent help needed! Help! Respond all who have their hands free!

Since Tanya and Vanya's hands were just free at that very moment, they hurried to the match in a white dressing gown. He looked at them dubiously, and then, waving his hand, hurriedly invited them to follow him:
“Just keep in mind, this is a very delicate matter!
— What's the matter? Tanya asked with interest.
- We have a maternity hospital here, young lady, - the match in a white dressing gown frowned, - of course, we are talking about the birth of a new life!
The guys looked at each other in surprise.

In the chambers, cradles stretched in long rows. Each of them contained a tiny match. Only now they did not have to stay in this infantile state for long. After some ten or fifteen seconds, the matches quickly jumped up on their legs and went to their parents. Foster parents, because, as you know, they produce matches on special machines. Every day, one match machine can produce more than ten million matches. That's why, a match in a white coat - a doctor match, was in such a hurry.

Tanya and Vanya were put in a row, behind other matchstick men. Their task was simple: to transfer newborn matches from the maternity ward to the wards with a conveyor belt. This lesson, at first interesting, very soon got tired of the guys. Their hands hurt. They wanted to take time off from the Chief, but they were forbidden to move. Matches were a continuous conveyor.

Tanya began to whimper, and Vanya turned red from work and puffed like a steam locomotive. Suddenly, a match fairy appeared.
“Guys,” she said, “come on, remember quickly what matches are made of.”
- Oak! Vanya blurted out.
“The answer is wrong,” said the fairy.
- From a birch, - Tanya shouted, passing another baby-match.
- By again.
- From aspen? Vanya suggested.
— Quite right. Aspen is the best material for making matches. It perfectly retains the combustible mixture, does not split when cut and does not give soot when burned.

At that very moment, someone shouted “BREAK!” loudly, and the conveyor immediately stopped. The fairy disappeared again, and the guys left the maternity hospital and continued on their way along the road of His Majesty King Matches XI.

Palace of His Majesty King Matches XI

Some time passed, and a long brown fence blocked their way. It stretched right and left as far as the eye could see. There was a door in the fence, locked with a large padlock. Matches in iron armor with spears stood on both sides of the door. They looked sternly at the approaching guys.
"Hello," Tanya said. - Let us go. Please, we really need it.
“You can pass if you answer the question correctly,” one of the guards said.

The guys nodded.
Why is the match burning? the guard asked.
- Well, it's easy! - Tanya waved her hand, - sulfur on its end is a combustible substance. We've been told about this today!
“The answer is wrong,” the guard muttered.
— How unfaithful?! Vanya was outraged. - Very true! We strike a match on the box and now - on those, the match is burning.
But the guards didn't answer. And the guys did not miss.

The children sat down by the road and rested their heads on their hands. Would they never be able to complete their journey because of such a stupid and easy question?
They were no longer surprised when a few minutes later the match fairy appeared.

In this difficult journey, she was their faithful assistant. And without her, they would hardly have been able to go beyond the Forest of the Outcasts.
“Guys,” the fairy turned to them, “when you rub a match against a box, it’s not the match itself that lights up, but the mixture that is applied to the wall of the box.” It consists of red phosphorus and glue. The combustion reaction passes from the box to the match and it seems to you that you set it on fire. Although in fact they caused a fire on the surface of a matchbox.
- Wow! – Tanya and Vanya were very surprised by this. And the guards stepped aside and allowed the guys to pass through the fence. Only now they noticed that it consists entirely of brown walls of matchboxes soaked in the same phosphorus and glue.

Behind the fence was a large palace, built of course from matchboxes, like everything else in this country.
The guys walked along long, curved corridors and found themselves in a huge hall. In front of them on the throne sat King Match XI.

As was the custom on such occasions, the children bowed. The king answered them with a slight nod of his head.
“Dear king,” Vanya began, “we walked along your path and overcame all difficulties. Won't you let us go home?
“Well,” said the king graciously, “if so, then I see no obstacles.

Not so simple

At that moment, a short match ran into the hall with a piece of paper in her hands. Having reached the king, bowing low, the match handed him a piece of paper. The king began to read it attentively. His face became very serious.

When he finished, he turned to the guys in a completely different voice:
- New, additional circumstances have opened up. I'm afraid I can't let you go home. You will go to the quarries and spend the rest of your life working for the benefit of our glorious state.

The boys roared loudly. Through tears, Tanya began to lament:
— What have we done? We did everything, we managed!
- And how many innocent matches have you ruined ?! the king shouted angrily. I have just been informed that you burned your names on the fence and spent two whole boxes of matches on it!
We are, but...
“Did you set fire to matches and throw them out of the window at passers-by?”
We are, but...
- Did you sculpt plasticine figures and insert matches into plasticine?
- We…
- Then, the punishment that I have chosen for you is still mild enough. You should have been executed. Guard! Take these two away!
Matches appeared out of nowhere - the guards. They stretched their thin arms, dressed in armor, towards the guys. Tanya and Vanya began to kick and ...

… woke up. They were lying on the floor in the living room, curled up. In front of them was a pile of old notebooks that they were going to burn.
- Was that a dream? Tanya asked her brother.

He was still rubbing his eyes in confusion. Nearby lay a half-opened matchbox. Something small, similar to an ordinary match, darted inside. Or did it just seem?

READ THE TALE OF THE PRINCESS

It was a wonderful summer day. Fluffy clouds floated across the sky. Loud white-winged gulls frolic along the shore. Princess Anna descended the wide palace stairs and headed for the garden. There, where an unusual view of the sea opened from a high ledge.

But after walking only a few steps along the path, the princess stopped. Right at her feet lay a miserable, not yet fledged chick. The kid seems to have injured his paw and now he could not even get up.
- Poor him! - Anna sank to the ground in front of the chick, not even caring about how not to stain the lace on the dress. “Where is your mother, baby?”
The chick squealed plaintively.

At that very moment, Lucius, a fat palace cat, stepped out from behind a tree. He sat down on his hind legs, as if preparing to jump and greedily licked his lips. If not for Anna, Lucius would have probably eaten the chick. At the last minute, the princess managed to get to her feet, carefully picking up the unfortunate bird from the ground. The cat growled in displeasure.
- Ugh! How ugly you are, Lucius! Anna shook her finger at him. “Just waiting for the moment to offend the weak.”
The princess looked up. At the top of a sprawling tree, just above her head, there was a cozy nest.

Without thinking twice, Anna built a cradle out of her handkerchief into which she placed the chick, tightly clasped the ends of this cradle with her teeth, and began to climb up the tree trunk.

You probably think that princesses should not climb trees in lace dresses? But Anna was of a different opinion. She hated injustice, and therefore would never leave a tiny bird to its fate.

Almost reaching the top, Anna heard familiar voices below. Soon Prince Hans and his retinue appeared under the tree. This was the princess's brother, who was very, no, VERY very different from his sister. As if they were brought up in different families. He was an evil, calculating and cruel prince. If he noticed Anna climbing trees, he would certainly report this to his parents. And even then she would have flown strongly. But the princess sat high, and spreading branches reliably hid her from prying eyes.

Suddenly Lucius appeared out of nowhere. He began to rub against his master's legs and meow loudly. Lucius knew where Anna was. Nasty cat! He seemed to be trying with all his might to make Hans look up.
“That’s a good place for lunch tea!” – for no reason at all, the prince said. “Tell me to serve tea right here.”
Princess Anna almost squealed in annoyance. Now her way down was cut off for a good two hours. The prince was very slow.
Fortunately, she was already almost at the level of the bird's nest. So it was not difficult for her to reach out and bring the chick home. Mom, of course, was not there.

Then Anna settled comfortably on a branch, leaned her head against the broad trunk of a tree, and closed her eyes.

Soon a slight breeze touching her eyelashes caused the princess to open her eyes.

A bird hung in the air right in front of her face. She moved her wings so fast that she seemed motionless.
Thank you, kind princess! - the bird squeaked.
- You can speak? Anna was surprised.
- All animals and birds can speak, they just don't always want to. For saving my son, I will give you a magic bean. Plant it in the ground and see what happens.

The princess extended her hand, and the bird carefully placed a small seed on it.

Prince Hans and his retinue have already left. So Anna slept long enough. She climbed down from the tree and headed back to the palace.
After dinner, she once again decided to go out into the garden. Usually the princess was not supposed to walk alone, and even so late. But Anna always got out through her bedroom window.

Having taken a few steps deeper into the garden, she suddenly remembered the gift that the bird had given her. The princess took out a bean and immediately dropped it into the ground, after making a wish. After all, this is how all these things in fairy tales usually work. It is a pity that she completely forgot about other fairy tales - in which a giant stem grows from a seed, its top reaching to the sky. But that is exactly what has happened now. Before the eyes of the astonished princess, a giant beanstalk grew out of the ground.

Without thinking twice, Anna began to climb it, not even thinking about the dangers that the unknown might pose. Soon she rose so high that even the clouds remained far below.

Finally, land appeared. More precisely, not the earth of course. But, something solid and even. Here the stem ends. In front of the princess stretched a wide valley, overgrown with tall soft grass with bright splashes of flowers.
When Anna went up to one flower to smell it, it turned out that these were not flowers at all, but huge multi-colored sweets with long legs. Butterflies circled over the sweets. So colorful and airy that the princess involuntarily admired their movements. But what it was - looking closer, she realized that these were not butterflies, but real girls with wings. Thin and fragile, like dolls.

Yellow mountains rose beyond the candy field. The princess had never seen such yellow mountains before. Bright yellow trees grew on their slopes. They huddled together so tightly that when the wind blew and their crowns moved, it seemed as if yellow waves were moving over the mountains.

Walking through this extraordinary landscape, the princess soon got tired and wanted to eat. As if guessing her thoughts, a richly decorated table with chairs appeared by itself around the turn of the road. What only dishes were not here!
Sitting down on one of the chairs, the princess noticed that all the other places around the table immediately found those who wanted to - a big-eyed one in a cap, a platypus husband and wife of a platypus (both bespectacled), an elephant calf with a very naive face and a living globe. The whole company began to discuss the latest news, of which everyone considered the tricks of the Evil Malefactor to be the most important. Who is this Evil Malefactor, the princess could not understand. Only when everyone finished their meal, a terrible noise was heard in the distance. Looking around, the princess realized that she was left alone. But accustomed to fearlessly face danger, she did not hide behind the nearest trees, but remained seated at the table. Royally.

First, a rider appeared on the horizon. He raced very fast, the princess could not make out his face. It wasn't until he was close enough that a sigh escaped her, half astonished, half frightened. The cat Lucius sat on a horse, dressed in knightly armor and a black cloak fluttering in the wind. On the face of the cat flaunted a nasty and even impudent grin.

When the cat drove up to the table, the princess stood up and said:
“So you’re the Evil Violent?! I didn't expect anything else from you!
The cat hastened. Now he was a head taller than the princess. Dressed in shiny armor, with a saber at the ready, he looked intimidating.
“You made a big mistake, princess! No one is allowed to enter these domains without my knowledge. Now you have to pay for this with your life. The cat famously drew his saber and raised it over the head of the princess.

At that moment, something buzzed in the air, and at the same second, the cat meowed terribly. A silver-tipped arrow pierced his paw.
"Bow, you wicked one!" Before you is Princess Anna herself!
Anna looked in the direction from which the voice came and saw a stately dog ​​on a white horse. From his appearance it was difficult to determine what breed he was. But the armor on him shone no less brightly than on the cat, and at the moment, he seems to have saved Anna's life.

The princess curtsied in gratitude for the rescue. The cat growled furiously and jumped on his horse, holding his bruised paw, galloped away.
The dog approached the princess and bowed his head low:
“Always ready to serve Your Majesty, Milady.
- What's your name? the princess asked him.
“Knight-Errant Doggy, Your Majesty.
“I thank you, Doggy Knight. It seems you saved my life.
“It is my duty, Your Majesty. But, you need to leave! This bastard will soon return here with an army of his dishonest minions! I'll take you back to the beanstalk.

The princess did not refuse, and having made one more curtsy, she set off on her way back.
At the stem, Knight Doggy said goodbye to her:
“I will never forget your kindness,” the princess said to him in parting.
“And I will never forget our meeting,” Doggy admitted candidly.
When the princess returned to the palace, it was already dawning. Strange, it's just been night down here. But where she came from, the bright sun shone all the time. The princess reached her bed and fell unconscious. The past events had worn her down so badly.

Sleep or not

She was awakened by the loud neighing of horses. It was Prince Hans who was too lazy to return home from the garden on foot and ordered the carriage to be brought to him right here. Anna was still sitting in the tree, her back against the trunk.
She rubbed her eyes. Was it just a dream? Beans, fairyland, a nasty cat and a brave dog...

When the prince and his henchmen left the garden, Anna climbed down from the tree. Now she was a little sad. She was already heading back to the palace, when suddenly a cute, rootless dog appeared from behind the trees. He stood a little apart from the princess, as if not daring to come closer.
— Doggy! Doggy! To me! Anna called for some reason, and the dog rushed headlong towards her. It seems that she has a faithful and devoted friend. Or maybe they already knew each other?

Whether this story was just a midday dream or there is still some truth in it - decide for yourself. My job is to tell you how it all happened. Go around half the world
One hundred thousand corners!

And everything could be very
Great and wonderful
And even perfect
But there is one nuance.

One hidden point
Like a bone in a raisin
blot on paper,
A shadow in a clear sky.

But if you want
closer to the princess
Bring your acquaintance -
Understand everything at once.

This is our fairy tale
About the one that is more beautiful than all,
About the one that is sweeter than all
And about her nuance.

One ordinary evening
Such a pleasant evening
What are so rare
Kings at home

King and queen
Chatted and decided
What time is it for their princess
Find a husband.

That happy news
Racers all around
All around the land
They trumpet, they trumpet, they trumpet:

"Looking for the prince,
most worthy prince,
most wonderful prince,
We are a prince anywhere!

Such that more beautiful
You wouldn't even find
Go around half the world
One hundred thousand corners!

From all over to the capital
Rushed to get married
Came to get married
Oh miracle - grooms!

King and queen,
As usual, the law
staged a bride
For these suitors.

Three difficult competitions -
Until the first date
Shows himself steadfastly
There is only one contender.

First sword fights -
Here dexterity and courage,
And swords beat loudly
Like glass roses.

Then riding a pony
Everyone jumps in an open field,
A little uncomfortable
Not like on a horse!

For the third test -
Common confession:
Who can say more beautiful
Princess compliment.

All princes are sweet singers:
One keeps telling her: "Heart
My rejoiced
O wondrous beauty!

Another sings: “Great!
I know that I am subject
Your magical charms
Mountains and seas!

And the third echoes: “Woe,
I now live in captivity
Captivated by deep, clear
piercing eyes…”

Yes ... it's very difficult to choose
Almost impossible
But, you still have to
And one will win.

What to do - life is cruel.
And the road awaits the princes,
All princes - candidates,
All but one.

lucky winner,
princess conqueror,
He survived, he managed -
He is the only hero.

King and queen
The prince is assigned
Serious hopes -
He will soon be related to them!

It's time for honor
Find out in your bride
Open up in your bride
That little nuance.

One hidden point
That bone in the raisin
Blot on paper
A shadow in a clear sky.

King and queen,
Blushing and numb
About the daughter revealed
The whole truth at last:

Our princesses are more beautiful
You won't even find
Go around half the world
One hundred thousand corners!

But if you offer her
A bowl of semolina
Or stew for dinner
Or soup for lunch.

Our princess will say
And wave his finger:
“I won't! I do not want!
I can't eat!"

And the prince will then take
Like an honest royal
Like the most royal
Worthy Challenger

For a spoonful of semolina,
Or maybe even soup.
And he will become a princess
So politely feed.

All this is because
In the distant - distant childhood
Princess failed
There is a spoon to teach.

And they failed with a fork,
And only looked in the mouth,
And mothers-nannies together
They hurried to say:

Grow-grow big
Princess dear!
And there is - it's not science,
You will be able to study.

Dear creations,
Beautiful princesses
Learn to eat by yourself
So that after not blush!