Bunny petya and his friends audiobook. "all the adventures of petit the bunny and his friends" stanislav maltsev, litur publishing house

Tale of the Muddy Hare

There lived a hare in the forest. All hares were like hares: gray in summer, white in winter. And this one was the same color both in winter and summer. And this color was neither white nor gray, but simply dirty, because the hare never washed.
He was walking along a path, and a fox met him.
- Who are you? the fox asks.
"Hare," replied the hare.
"It can't be," said the fox, shaking her head. - I have never seen such hares, there are no such terrible ones! Maybe you are a hedgehog?
- Why? the hare was surprised.
- Because the straw is old on you, the husk from the cones and the wool all fell off, it became like needles.
The hare was offended, but decided that he would not wash anyway. He rolled on the ground, shook off the old straw and the husk from the cones, and went on. And the wolf is facing him.
- Who are you? the wolf asks.
"Hare," replied the hare.
"It can't be," he sat down. hind legs wolf. - I have never seen such hares, there are no such terrible ones! Maybe you are a mole?
- Why a mole? the hare was surprised.
- Because you're all in the ground, look how black!
The hare was offended, but decided that he would not wash anyway. He rolled on the grass, shook off the earth and went on. And a bear is facing him.
- Who are you? the bear asks.
"Hare," replied the hare.
“It can’t be,” the bear shook her head. - I have never seen such hares, there are no such terrible ones! Maybe you are a frog?
- Why? the hare was surprised.
- Because everything is green!
The hare was offended, but decided that he would not wash anyway.
“So what, but they didn’t eat it,” he thought, and went on. He sees hares playing in the meadow.
“Hi,” shouted the hare, jumping out to the edge of the forest. Take me to play with you.
- And who are you? the hares asked in unison.
- Like who? Hare!
“It can’t be,” said one of the bunnies playing in the clearing. You don't look like us at all.
- How different? - the dirty hare was upset. “Am I not the same as you?
- No! - the hares shouted in unison. - Let's go to the river, look into the water, compare the reflections.
And they all jumped to the river. Clean hares sat in a row, and a dirty hare at the very end was attached. They leaned over the water, and there ...
All hares, like hares, are gray, and next to them is someone so scary !!! The dirty hare screamed in fear and fell into the water. He swam, swam, dived, and jumped ashore.
- Oh, - the hares shouted. "Really, you're a hare!"
He carefully walked back to the river and looked at his reflection.
- How beautiful I am, it turns out, - the hare was surprised and went to play with his new friends. From that day on, he ran every morning with everyone to the river to wash.

Nikolai Matveevich Gribachev

TALES ABOUT THE HARE PATCH
magic glasses

The hare Koska walked through the forest and found glasses. Large, with pink lenses. Their
one girl lost while picking strawberries.
The hare Koska put on glasses and was very surprised - everything around immediately became pink:
and the road, and the water, and the cloud in the sky. "Perhaps these are magic glasses," he thought.
He. No one else in the forest has one like it. Now everyone should be afraid of me."
He pushed his cap back with a visor, raised his head higher, and went on. A
towards him - the fox Lariska. She looked and even sat down in surprise - that
is this a new beast that showed up? In appearance, he looks like a hare Koska, and his eyes
big as wheels. And he is not afraid of the fox Lariska, he goes straight towards.
She crawled off to the side, peeking out from behind a bush - you never know, she thinks that
may happen. And the hare Koska came very close, sat down on a stump and
laughed:
- Hello, fox Lariska! What is your tail shaking? scared that
whether? Didn't recognize me?
“Yes, I don’t admit something,” the fox Lariska said politely. - It seems you are not from
our forests.
- So it's me, hare Koska!
- Your eyes are not the same. The hare Koska never has such eyes.
was.
- Well, these are my magic glasses! - the hare Koska put on airs. - I am now
I see through everything and everyone. Tell me, what kind of skin do you have?
- Red, what else.
- And here is not a redhead, - said the hare Koska. - You have a pink skin, here
which!
The fox Lariska was frightened - what is it, he thinks, my skin has begun to deteriorate,
whether? Oh, it was not for nothing that my head ached yesterday, not for good.
“Yes, maybe you are mistaken,” she said to Koska the hare in order to test him.
Maybe your glasses are wrong?
- Correct, correct! Koska said. - I am not only your skin, but all
I see right through you!
- It can't be.
- Maybe, maybe! Here I look, I look, you ate two mice for breakfast. I have them in
I see my stomach. One of them moves its paws and scratches your side.
The hare Koska, of course, deceived the fox Lariska, he doesn’t have any mice in his stomach
I saw, and spied in the morning how their fox Lariska ate. But she didn't know about
this, I believed. And even it seemed to her that something was really scratching inside.
Just in case, she moved even further away, shouted from there:
- What else can your glasses do?
- Everyone can! - said the hare Koska. - Sky repaint, everything about everyone
learn. Do you want me to tell you who is doing what now? Beaver Borka Dam
builds, the bear Potap drives away the fly from the nose, the hedgehog Kiryuha catches the beetle, the raccoon Eroha
washes his shirt in the stream. And along the edge of the forest the hunter is walking, looking for your trail, going
to make a collar out of your skin.
“Oh, I’ll run, hare Koska,” said the fox Lariska. - I chatted with
you, and I have a lot to do ...
- Yes, run, - the hare Koska agreed. - Just look, don't be tricky with me.
more, otherwise it will be bad for you.
- What are you, what are you, hare Koska! I have always respected you for your mind and
bravery. And if something was wrong before, forgive me, the error came out.
The fox ran away. And the hare Koska went further. He walks and sees: badger Pahom on
sits in a mound near the house, threading a needle. And the needle is small, the thread
doesn't go at all. He will bring it to the very nose, and move it away - no, not
goes.
- Hello, badger Pahom, - said the hare Koska. - What are you, fly
catch, right?
- No, what flies! Here he was going to sew mittens, but there was no way to thread a needle
I won't. Became nearsighted.
- Well, this is us now! - said the hare Koska. He took a thread, aimed at the ear
needles, once - and you're done. Badger Pahom was even surprised:
- You're good at it!
- And these are my magic glasses. They can do everything!
And went on. Soon everyone in the forest learned that Koska the hare had magic glasses.
- they see everything inside and out, thread the needles, repaint the sky, water
turn into ink. The bear Potap, the squirrel Lenka, and the raccoon ran to the clearing
Erokha, elk, deer, two roe deer. Even the mole Prokop got out, although in the sun and
didn't see anything. And the hare Koska climbed a pine stump, twisted his mustache,
boasts:
I see everyone, I see everything! A truck is moving beyond the river, carrying hay - I see it. IN
The ship is sailing in the ocean, the sailors are washing the deck - I see. Launched a rocket into space
flies to Mars - I see!
Of course, the hare Koska did not see any of this, he invented everything. Why
no one could check, well, they believed.
And when things went towards evening, the hare Koska wanted to eat. He descended from
hemp and went to look for rabbit cabbage.
I found, looked, cabbage seems to be like cabbage, but for some reason not green,
and pink. “Probably, she’s spoiled,” thought the hare Koska. “I won’t eat,
I’ll look for another one.” I found another one, and it’s also pink. “All the cabbages in the forest got sick,
he decided. “I’d rather nibble on the aspen.” I found an aspen, and it is also pink.
He ran and ran, the sun was already down behind the tops of the trees, and not a green
cabbage, no green aspen, no green grass. There is an owl on the old
oak woke up - he sleeps all day, but only gets up at night, - he rubbed his eyes,
sees a hare sitting in a clearing, almost crying.
- What are you talking about nurses? - asked the owl Semka.
- Yes, I go hungry, no green cabbage, no green aspen, no green
I can't find herbs. Everything is pink.
- Stupid you, hare Koska, - the owl laughed. - You will never find
nothing green because you have pink glasses On the nose. They all
repaint. Give them to me.
And Koska the hare was already tired of glasses, his nose was rubbed. "Well, them," he thought.
he - they are not magical at all.
And gave points.
Since then, their owl Semka wears. His eyes are already so big, but with glasses on
bicycle wheels have become similar. He sits at night on an old oak, shouting
lingering throughout the forest:
- U-u-u-u-u-u!
This is what he wants to say: "Wow, what wonderful glasses I have!" But
only he cannot pronounce all the words, so he draws one letter:
- Wu-u-u!

Hare Koska and Rodnichok

The hare Koska lived in our Bryansk forest - gray skin, long ears, eyes
black and mows everything on the sides. Because Koska was a very young hare and
I tried to find out everything - who, what, and why. All day he ran through the woods and
meadows, bothered me with all my questions. Bunny mom worries, for lunch
calls, but he is not there and is not there, looking for something somewhere.
Once a hare found Koska Rodnichok - a small hole under the willow, and from it
water flows, murmurs. I watched Koska for a long time, I thought - what could it be
be? And then he says:
- Listen, let's get acquainted. Who are you?
“I am Rodnichok,” said Rodnichok.
- And I'm Koska the hare.
“Well, hello, hare Koska,” Rodnichok said politely. - Glad to be with you
познакомиться.
- Listen, where are you from? Rodnichok, did you get it? Do you have a house in the ground?
“Yeah,” Rodnichok said.
- What are you going to do?
Yes, I want to travel. I'll run and see what's next, more
further and far, far away.
- Ha-ha! laughed the hare Koska. - How are you going to travel?
if you don't have legs?
“Yes, somehow,” Rodnichok said. - I'll try.
- You know? Koska said. - Let's race. Who is next.
“Come on,” Rodnichok agreed. - Well, did you run?
And darted into the grass. And the hare Koska also jumped - lope and lope. But here he
the reeds were caught, so thick that they couldn’t get through. Koska had to bypass
run. A spring from the reeds to the lake, from the lake to the willow forest, from the willow forest to the alder forest
- He chooses his own path.
The sun has already begun to bake, the hare Koska is tired, he thinks - well, lagged behind,
Maybe. Spring, where he can race with a hare! But just in case
decided to check, called:
- Hey, Rodnichok, where are you?
- And here I am, - murmured the Spring from the alder thickets. - I'm running!
- Aren't you tired?
- Not tired.
"And you don't want to have lunch?"
- Don't want.
- Well, then let's move on.
The hare Koska looks - the big river is ahead. "Well," Koska thinks, "here
surely the end of the Rodnichka, the big river will eat it. That's what he needs, there's nothing to
run bunnies! And I'll go home." But before going home, I decided
he shout:
- Hey, Rodnichok, where are you?
- And here I am, - answered Rodnichok from the river.
- Where are you, if there is a whole river?
- And I united with other fontanels. We are now running together. catch up!
It was terribly insulting for the hare Koska - how is it so. A fontanel without legs, and his
overtaken and still scoffs? Well, no, Koska decided, I’ll run all night, and
overtake!
And he ran, as much as he could, along the river bank. Evening has come - running, night
came - runs. And running in the dark is bad. And the skin of a hare Koska on the bushes
skinned, and hurt his leg with a thorn, and hurt his nose painfully when he got into the hole.
Koska was completely exhausted, barely alive. But then the morning came, it began to dawn,
the fog rose from the river, then turned into a cloud. I tried the hare Koska
his voice is hoarse, but nothing, you can talk.
- Hey, Rodnichok, where are you? he shouted.
“Here I am,” a voice said from above.
Koska looked at the vine bush - there is no Rodnichka there, he looked at the top
no oak either. Only a cloud floats in the sky.
- Yes, where are you? Koska was surprised.
“And here I am,” said the cloud. - In the afternoon the sun warmed me, at dawn I
became a mist, and now it has turned into a cloud.
- So you know how to fly?
- And I can fly. Well, how can we move on?
- I'll go home, - said the hare Koska. - You have no legs, but you run,
You don't have wings, but you fly. I won't race with you!
- Then good bye! Rodnichok laughed.
- Farewell, - said the hare Koska. - You will fly away to unknown lands, I will not see
I'm bigger than you.
- You'll see! - Rodnichok promised and flew like a cloud to distant lands.
And Koska went home. Mom bunny to him severe reprimand did for what
I ran all night, my sister showed her tongue, and her brother gave a slap on the back of the head. And the hare became
Koska again live, live, learn about everything - who, what, and why. And when
summer turned to autumn, Koska went to the familiar rakita - give, he thinks, on
I’ll look at Rodnichkov’s house, it’s empty. Came - and from the hole under the willow Rodnichok
runs out. It was like he hadn't been anywhere.
- It's you? - the hare Koska was surprised.
- I, - said Rodnichok. - Hello.
- How did you get back?
- And so he returned, - said Rodnichok. - From the stream to the river, from the river to
fog, from fog to cloud. I flew, flew, to the meadows, to the fields and forests
I've seen enough, I've seen different animals. Then it became cold at the top, I turned
in the rain, fell to the ground, washed your hair, Koska the hare, and went home underground.
Now I have decided to travel again. Well, how, shall we run a race?
- No, - said the hare Koska, - I won’t run a race with you anymore.
will. I'd rather go to the gardens, maybe auntie forgot the carrot there.
This is how the dispute between the hare Koska and Rodnichko ended. And then winter came.
Koska shed and turned from gray to white. And Rodnichok from the cloud with snow for the second time
returned, for a while, until spring, turned into a snowdrift. So do not distinguish
now immediately - where is Rodnichok, and where is Koska the hare.
Both became white.

How the hare Koska watered the cabbage

It hasn't rained in the forest for a long time. Everything is hot and hot. A hot day, two hot days, a week.
Cabbage began to dry in the hare garden. That's what the mother bunny says:
- Take you, Koska, a bucket and fields of a bed. And then we will not have cabbage.
Hare Koska was very fond of cabbage and wanted it to grow
high-high, tasty-tasty. He took a bucket, hung it on his left paw,
swings his right hand on the move and sings a song:
If it doesn't rain -
Boom, boom! -
That cabbage does not grow -
Boom, boom!
To give water to cabbage -
Boom, boom! -
We need to water the beds -
Boom, boom!
The badger Pahom saw him and asked:
- What are you, hare Koska, such a cheerful one? Are you going to visit?
- No, badger Pahom, I'm working. Our cabbage dries, I will water it, to
I'm walking on the lake.
Badger Pakhom was bored. From the heat, all the animals sat in their homes,
nothing interesting to hear in the forest. And he decided to play a trick on the hare Koska:
- And why are you, - says the badger Pahom, - are you going with a bucket?
- Yes, to carry water! What an ignorant you are.
The badger Pahom laughed:
“You don’t know the current order,” he says. Everything is in our forest
has changed. Now, when the beds are watered, they carry water not in a bucket, but in a sieve.
Because the bucket is heavy and the sieve is light.
Hare Koska had never watered the beds before, he didn’t carry water and immediately
believed. Since it, he thinks, is easier with a sieve, it is even better. One bad thing - a bucket
there is it, here it is, hanging on the paw, but there is no sieve.
- So I'll give you a sieve, - says the badger Pahom. - You will give me a bucket, and
I'm your sieve.
Hare Koska gave the bucket to the badger, took the old sieve - in fact, immediately
easier. The hare Koska was delighted, goes on and sings:
I carry water not in a bucket -
Boom, boom! -
I carry water with a sieve -
Boom, boom!
Far, near
Boom, boom! -
The sieve is easy to carry -
Boom, boom!
The hare Koska scooped up water from the lake, carried it. Well, there are a lot of holes in the sieve, water
follows. And Koska only rejoices that it is easy, sings songs and nothing
notices. By the time I got to the beds, there were only a few drops of water left.
He shook them out on the beds and again to the lake. And the badger Pahom sits, looks at
holding him by the stomach from laughter.
- Well, how, hare Koska, is it good to carry water with a sieve?
- Easily! Koska rejoices. - Thank you for teaching me!
So he carried water with a sieve until evening. At dinner, the hare mother asked
him:
- Well, how, Koska, watered the beds?
- Watered, watered! Koska said.
In the morning, the hare mother looked at the beds, and they were dry. Completely dies
cabbage. She called Koska and asked angrily:
Why did you deceive me?
- I did not deceive, - said the hare Koska. I carried water all day.
- What did you wear?
- A sieve. The badger Pahom taught me.
“Woe is mine, woe,” sighed the hare mother. - The badger deceived you,
laughed at you. Water is carried in buckets, and flour is sifted with a sieve.
The hare Koska got angry, went to the badger, said:
- On your sieve, give me my bucket! You deceived me, I will not be with you
be friends.
“So I was joking,” said the badger. - This is science for you - when you take on
matter, not only listen to others, but also think for yourself.
- Okay, I'll take revenge on you! - said the hare Koska.
And he began to carry water in a bucket. A bucket, of course, is heavier than a sieve, carry water in
it is difficult for him, but it does not flow out. He watered all the beds. Cabbage
rejoiced, immediately lifted the leaves, turned green, began to grow.
- Well done to me, Koska, - praised the hare mother. - You know how to work.
And she let the hare Koska go for a walk.

How the hare Koska caught the fox Lariska

Once the hare Koska found out that the fox Lariska was going to eat him. That's her
squirrel Lenka admitted: "I can't get you, squirrel Lenka, you're on the trees
you jump. And I will definitely eat the hare Koska, he walks the earth.
At first, the hare Koska was frightened, he sat at home for three days and trembled with fear. A
then he thought: "I'm a smart hare, I'll soon learn to count to three. I'll catch it myself
fox Lariska!"
How to catch her?
The hare Koska thought and thought and came up with: he would track down the fox, find out by what
On the way, she goes hunting, and digs a hole there. But first he is with the hedgehog Kiryuha
consulted.
- Hee hee! - hedgehog Kiryuha rubbed paw on paw. - Well, you came up with it, so she, the fox Lariska, needs it! Just a deep swarm hole, got it?
“Understood,” said the hare Koska. - And what to dig?
- It's you with the mole Prokop consult, he is on such matters chief master V
forest.
The hare Koska found out which road the fox Lariska goes to hunt, saw
a place on the turn for a hole. Very good place, not to be missed.
Then he went to the mole Prokop, begged for a shovel. And he began to dig. Five minutes
digs - nothing. Ten minutes of digging - hard, but still nothing. And through
Fifteen minutes is quite boring. “Come on,” thinks the hare Koska, “and so
enough. For the sake of the fox Lariska, I will stuff calluses!"
He took the shovel to the mole Prokop and thanked him. A hole on top with dry twigs
abandoned, disguised. And he himself sat down on the other side of the hole in order to see how
the fox Lariska will fail.
And then the fox Lariska wanted to eat, went hunting. She stretched for
warm-ups, fluffed her tail and only took five steps - she sees: the hare Koska is under
sits in a bush. "Aha," the fox Lariska said quietly, "now the hare has got caught,
won't run away!" And she wanted to catch him so quickly that every
she forgot caution, ran, not looking at her feet.
Wow! - and the fox Lariska fell into the hole. At first I was scared, I thought
the hunter is coming. And then he sees - a very shallow hole, jump out
Can. “Hey,” she guessed, “it’s not otherwise the lazy hare Koska was digging. Well,
I'll deceive you!"
She settled herself comfortably in the hole, curled up and began to talk.
sweet voice:
- Oh, what a wonderful TV! Color!
Hare Koska heard about a color TV and stretched his neck - very much to him
became interesting. And the fox again:
- Oh, what a wonderful program - about a hare that flies into space!
Here Koska could not restrain himself, he took two steps towards the hole. The fox Lariska looked,
rejoiced and even more sweetly says:
- Ah, ah, a hare is flying straight to the stars! Ah, ah, he already has weightlessness!
Koska forgot about the fox, one thing on his mind is to look at the color
TV, like a hare flies to the stars and endures weightlessness. And three more steps
he made to the hole. And two more. Fox Lariska has already sharpened her claws. But here is a hedgehog
Kiryukha rolled out onto the path, put needles in the nose of the hare Koska, asked:
- Where are you going?
- Color TV in the hole to watch - says Koska. - like a hare in
flies in space.
- Stupid you - said the hedgehog Kiryuha. - And he dug a small hole, and himself to the fox
You're going to Lariska's teeth. Well, did you see the TV when you were digging the hole?
- Did not see.
- So where did he come from?
“I don’t know,” said Koska the hare.
- Run, hare Koska, go home, save the skin before it's too late.
Hare Koska did just that. And the fox Lariska got terribly angry, got out of
pits and says:
- I wanted to eat the hare Koska, but you, the hedgehog Kiryuha, prevented me. Have to
bite you.
- Well, well, have a bite! - hedgehog Kiryuha laughed and curled up.
The fox will go in from one side, and from the other - everywhere only on thorns
stumbles. So she didn’t succeed, she went to look for another dinner.
And the hare Koska, for saving him from the fox Lariska, gave him before autumn
hedgehog Kiryuha big red apple. I ran specially to the village in the garden. But
only sometimes he still thinks when he is very bored - what if there, in the pit, on
was there really a color TV and a hare flew into space?
Still, he is stupid, this hare Koska!

Koska the cyclist

Thought, thought the hare Koska - where would he go? I was on the river, Samson's catfish
I saw, I was by the lake, I talked with the squirrel Lenka, I was under a big pine tree, with a hedgehog
Kiryukhoy argued - which is better, cabbage or mushrooms? And he thought - I'll go around
I’ll take a walk in the village, maybe I’ll meet Kuzya the goat, if his dogs haven’t eaten it.
But the mother of the goat Kuzya was locked in the barn as a punishment: in the morning he went to the garden
climbed in and spoiled a lot of cucumbers with his hooves. So they didn't let him in
walk. The hare Koska never saw him. But he found it broken
the bike that the guys left under the hill.
He dragged the bike to his forest. Where on the back, where dragged, where how.
Tired, then poured himself, but did not quit, and immediately went to the bear Potap,
asked:
- Fix me a bicycle, Potap bear. You can do everything!
- Um-um-um, - the bear chuckled good-naturedly, - everyone can be able to, if
loves work. And where did you get it?
I found it in a hole under a hill.
- Well, okay, leave it for now, I'll fix it tomorrow.
The bear is kind and loves work. In the morning he collected pliers, wire cutters,
adjustable wrenches, nuts, pliers and began to repair the bicycle. And not to be bored
works and sings a song:
I'm fixing a bike
I wipe with oil
Will he go or not
I do not know anything.
Two legs and two arms
Everyone in the world has
Only often bruises
Children are kicking.
To race past the moat,
To come down from the mountain
Bunny needs first
Learn to ride.
The Potap bear repaired the bike, it became like new - the steering wheel shines,
needles shine. The hare took the bike, thanked politely:
- Thank you, bear Potap. I'll bring you raspberries.
- Um-um-um, - said the bear Potap. - You better bring me oats. Raspberries
there are a lot of me in the garden, I'm tired.
The hare Koska led the bicycle onto the road. And of course he can't drive.
He jumped on the bike to the left, blurted out to the right, bruised. jumped right,
blurted out to the left, got another bruise. He went to Pakhom the badger and Erokha the raccoon,
asked:
- Help me get on the bike, then I'll go myself. And then you
ride.
The badger Pahom took the wheel on one side, the raccoon Erokha on the other,
hold the bike tight. Hare Koska sat on the saddle, hind legs on the pedals
put it, grabbed the steering wheel with the front. Well done!
- Well, now let go, - he shouted, - I'll go myself!
A badger and a raccoon jumped back, released the steering wheel. The hare Koska drove two steps and
fell again. He realized then that getting on a bicycle is half the battle, you still need to
learn to ride.
“Help me sit down and ride,” he asked the badger and the raccoon. - But as
I will learn, I will ride you from morning to evening, at least I will take you to Moscow.
Again the badger Pahom and the raccoon Erokha took the wheel, helped the hare to sit down.
Go! They lead the bike, do not let it fall, and the hare Koska pedals.
Nothing, little by little it began to turn out. The main thing, the hare understood, is that balance
it is necessary to observe, to act correctly with the steering wheel: if the bicycle falls to the left, then
and the steering wheel must be turned to the left, if it falls to the right, then the steering wheel to the right.
- Well, okay, we went home, - said the badger and the raccoon. - You can already
a little, then study yourself. Don't take us to Moscow, we're afraid of cars.
The hare Koska began to finish his studies alone. Jump on a bike, ride a little -
will fall. He will get up, jump up again, drive a little - and fall again. Skin and
greened with grass, and soiled with earth, and covered with sand, but still learning.
It’s always like this on a bike - who is afraid to fall and tears from every bruise
smears his cheeks, he will never learn to ride.
Hare Koska was not afraid of bruises and did not like to whimper. And things went to him
fret. By evening, he could already sit down and turn the pedals, and even though he still had a steering wheel
wobbled, nevertheless he drove himself along the road to the river.
At night, the hare Koska slept well, in the morning he did physical exercises,
washed, had breakfast, put on a checkered cap, wrapped a yellow scarf around his neck and
went to ride.
And towards - fox Lariska. She saw - right at her cyclist
rushing about, a cap with a visor on the back of his head, a yellow scarf fluttering in the wind.
She got scared, fell into a ditch, hid. But the hare Koska noticed her,
stopped, one foot on the ground, the other on the pedal.
- Hello, fox Lariska! - he said. - What are you lying in a ditch,
broke your leg, didn't you?
- So it's you, hare Koska? - the fox Lariska was surprised.
- I am! - said the hare. - I bought a bicycle. I will go to Moscow
eat ice cream and drink sparkling water.
- Oh, you would take me too, hare Koska! - the fox Lariska began to ask. - Though
on the trunk. Never ate ice cream, never drank soda.
- No, I won't take you, fox Lariska. Because you're a liar, you can't
believe you. Put you on the trunk, and you will jump on your neck ...
And the hare Koska rolled down the hill even faster. Lisa Lariska only tongue to him
after showed from anger. And she went to the wolf Bakula, began to complain that the hare
Koska rides a bicycle throughout the forest, there is no passage from him, he can crush him.
"It's time for you, Bakula wolf, to eat Koska the hare," she said. - And then he
somehow the wheel will crush your paw.
- I don't walk on the roads. I'm in the bushes and ravines.
- I would have been sorry, we suffered together on the Yellow Hill.
- Well, him, this hare Koska! grumbled the wolf Bakula. - You say it yourself
he rides a bicycle, you can still swallow a spoke or a gear. He bothers you
and catch him.
“But how can I catch him if I can’t catch up!”
- What do I care...
The fox Lariska got angry at the wolf Bakula, but did not say anything. I was afraid
and walked silently. And on the way she caught Sofka forty. She flew from the birch to
dry pine branch, chattered:
- Hello, fox Lariska! I flew not far, not close, I was in the village,
drank sparrow eggs. The stork hatched six storks, they sit in the nest, boogers
are eating! The girl washed her feet in the river, she missed her shoes, the tractor drove hay from the meadow,
the asphalt was contaminated, the boy Vovka got on a bicycle, he wanted to travel around the whole world, and
fell into a ditch...
- Stop, stop! - said the fox Lariska. - We now have a hare Koska too
he rides a bicycle, there is no rest from him. Do you know how to catch him?
- I fly everywhere, I know everything! - the magpie Sofka crackled again. - like hay
how to mow, how to carry water, how to chop wood, how to weed carrots, like fish
catch, how to cook porridge ...
- Yes stop you, - the fox Lariska has lost patience. - I don't have hay.
mow, do not carry water, do not chop wood, do not weed carrots. I have a hare Koska
must be caught.
And again the magpie chattered:
- The forester builds a house, chips around; steal a plank, look for nails, do not be sorry
work, fill in two rows, put it on the path, lie down under a bush. A hare will run into
A pigtail on nails, a bicycle tire will be punctured, it will fall to the ground on its own.
Forty Sofka thought and added:
- Only it will be hooliganism.
But the fox Lariska no longer listened to her, she went home. And how the sun has set and it's dark
it became, she ran to the forester's house and pulled off the plank, then to the village to the smithy
went and stole twelve nails and a hammer. In the morning I put the plank on the stump,
started hammering nails. Well, she held the hammer for the first time, handle it
she didn’t know how - once she hits a nail, once her paw. And what to do? whine from
pain, lick his paw, and again for his own.
She hammered in nails, took a plank, chose a convenient path at the turn of the path.
place and put. She herself sat down nearby - now, she thinks, the hare Koska will run into
plank, his tire will be punctured, he will flop to the ground, and she will grab him and
eat.
The fox Lariska lay all morning and half of the day - there was no hare Koska, but
rode other roads. And at noon the song was heard:
Never am I afraid
Late for dinner.
I won't fall into a ditch
I won't go into the hole.
I run all day
ringing the bell
Far and close.
The wolf won't catch me
And the fox Lariska!
“Aha,” thinks the fox Lariska, “this hare Koska boasted again. Well,
you don’t have long to put on airs and sing songs left, now the tire will puncture,
you will plop down on the road and right into my paws. The end has come for you, hare
Koska, unfortunate braggart!"
And the hare Koska knows nothing, rushes downhill and presses the pedals,
flies like the wind. And now he drives up to the plank with nails. The fox couldn't resist
Lariska crawled out onto the road to immediately rush at the hare.
And he rides and rides. It flew straight, pressed the plank into the ground, the fox paw and
the tail moved with wheels - and that was it.
The tire didn't burst.
The fox Lariska whined in pain, went to search for Sofka to scold
her. But where can you find her, if she flies somewhere all the time? Only for the third
or the fourth day the fox met her, began to scold:
- You are a liar and a liar, chatterbox-balabolka! She said that on a board with
the tire will be pierced by nails, but it has not been punctured. The hare Koska crushed me
wheeled paw and tail.
- Did you put nails with a sharp end down or up?
- Down, down! As she scored, so she bet.
- Stupid you, fox Lariska, - forty Sofka chattered. - Stupid, stupid
stupid! It was necessary to put the sharp end not down, but up. Stupid, stupid!
And flew to the village to collect gossip.
And the hare Koska rode a bicycle and a badger, and a raccoon, and a hedgehog Kiryukha. All
were very pleased. He also wanted to ride the reindeer Leshka, but he said:
- Ugh, your bike smells like engine oil. Come on, we're with you
we will arrange a competition - who will rush to the lake faster?
Hare Koska immediately agreed. He jumped on a bicycle and drove through the forest
path. And the deer Leshka already runs very fast, and then he chose the path
straight through the forest. And no matter how hard the hare tries, the deer is somewhere ahead
teases:
- Let's press, twist-twist!
It was a shame for the hare Koska, he flies and no longer understands the road. Jumped out on
shore, and there is an oak stump on the way. The hare Koska jumped on him in front
wheel and hit so hard that he flew over a vine bush, and the bicycle into the lake
- boom, and drowned.
Since then, Koska the hare has been walking again. And in the lake near the bike pike
she made a house for herself - the spokes shine, the steering wheel shines, she likes it very much!

Wire Hare

The hare Koska got up in the morning, washed his eyes with dew, looks - the weather is good.
The sun is shining, warm, the breeze is blowing, bees are buzzing on the flowers, honey
collect. “I’ll go for a walk,” Koska decided.
did not see".
There is a hare Koska, he hears - the birds sing. And I wanted to sing. Yes, here
the trouble is that he can’t remember a single song, he taught badly. I had to
compose:
And I'm walking through the forest
Trees in sight
And I'm walking through the forest
Maybe I'll find something!
He walks, sings, does not even look under his feet - he rejoices so much at his song. AND
accidentally stepped on a beetle. The beetle pinched his paw, began to swear:
- Are you sleeping on the go? You can’t see anything under your feet, you crushed my hand!
"I'm sorry," Koska said. - I accidentally. I compose a song.
“Well, sing,” the beetle asked.
And I walk through the forest
As the flowers grow, I look
How birds fly
Woodpeckers and tits!
- Good song- said the beetle. - Correct. But the nightingale sings better. OK,
sing and you, just do not step on the hands of others.
But the hare Koska got sick of composing further. Silently goes. On the bank of the river
beaver saw Borka - Borka gnaws off a twig of vines on the other side and drags
her.
- Hello, beaver Borka, - said Koska. - What are you doing?
- Yes, I'm harvesting branches, I'm learning to build a dam.
- Do you have such a school?
- There is such a school, - said the beaver Borka. - We, beavers, all from childhood on
we study engineers, we need to be able to build dams in order to live better. At home
We learn lessons from the book, but here we go through practice.
- So do you have a house? - the hare Koska was surprised. - Something I have never
saw. I thought that you, like fish, live in the water.
- Well, I figured it out! Borka laughed. - You will also say - like fish! We have
you know what big house under the coast? Three rooms. Only the door is under him
water, you have to dive. Come visit me, shall we?
Hare Koska really wanted to visit the beaver Borka. But he is water
he was afraid, he could not swim well, and he did not know how to dive at all. So he just sighed and
said:
- There is no time for me to visit guests now, beaver Borka. The hedgehog Kiryukha is waiting for me.
I'll come back next time, okay?
"All right," the beaver agreed.
And the hare Koska skipped ahead. Reached and sees - a hedgehog sits
Kiryukha is angry under the bush, his needles bristle and snort.
- Hello, hedgehog Kiryuha, - said Koska. - Are you sick, or what? I to you
I take my temperature, maybe you have the flu and chicken pox.
“I didn’t get sick,” answered the hedgehog Kiryuha. - It's me on the fox Lariska
angry, she wanted to eat me.
- So you have thorns! Curl up into a ball - and no one will eat you and
bite.
- It's dry. And push me into the water, I will immediately turn around to
not drown, and anyone can cling to his claws, because my stomach is without
spines. Lisa Lariska wanted to do just that.
And the hedgehog Kiryuha told how he collected snails near the river in the morning, yes
gape, and the fox Lariska is right there. The hedgehog curled up in a ball, exposed his
thorns - do not start. But the fox Lariska is also cunning, she became slowly,
in order not to prick himself, push the hedgehog Kiryukha to the water, roll it along the grass.
The hedgehog feels that his deeds are bad, disappears, but cannot do anything.
He can’t run, the fox will immediately turn upside down with his stomach. How to be? Good that
there was a sandy hill right in front of the shore, and it helped the hedgehog out - the fox will roll it
up to half, he will try to intercept with his paws, and he will slide back along the sand.
“Okay,” said the fox Lariska, having suffered, “I’ll take you, hedgehog Kiryukha, near the water
I'll watch when you come to drink in the heat. Then I'll definitely eat it!"
Here's the story with the hedgehog Kiryuha came out - he barely escaped and barely alive home
reached.
“We need to teach the fox Lariska a lesson,” said the hare Koska.
- It is necessary, it is necessary to teach the fox Lariska a lesson, - the hedgehog agreed. - And how to teach?
- But how?
- Let's think, - said the hedgehog Kiryuha.
- Yes, let's think, - the hare Koska agreed. They sat in the shade under a bush,
so that it was not so hot, and began to think. The hour has passed - they think. It's hot at all
it becomes time for dinner, and they all think. Sometimes they talk:
- Invented?
- Did not invent.
- Well, let's think further.
“We need to have lunch,” says Koska the hare. - And then I think about the fox Lariska,
but I see all the cabbage.
- No, let's not go to dinner, - the hedgehog did not agree. - How to eat, so sleep
I want to.
And so the dinner passed. The sun began to descend completely to the forest, to the most
the tops of the trees, as if it decided to look - what is this hedgehog and hare all sitting and
sitting? And the very long dark shadows from the firs and birches stretched out when the hedgehog
said:
- Invented! Near the old partisan pillbox there is a large skein of barbed
wire lies. Saw?
- I saw, - said the hare Koska.
- It is necessary that the fox Lariska gets on this wire with his stomach. spines
rusty, lots and lots of them. Here the fox Lariska will squeak!
- Yes, - said the hare Koska, - it will not hit. Why is she on the wire
rush up?
- And we will roll it into the grass under the bush, - said the hedgehog, - and on top of it
bunny ears fit. Lariska will think it's you, hare Koska, under a bush
you sit, and ka-ak jump!
- Yes, - said the hare Koska, - but where are you going to get the ears of the hare? My what
will you cut it? So I won't.
- We will make ears from birch bark, roll in resin, stick around with hare hair.
How real will be!
So we decided to do it. They ran, immediately had lunch and dinner, and in the morning for
the case was taken. Beaver Borka with its sharp teeth made of hare birch bark
he made the ears, the hedgehog Kiryukha smeared them with resin on a pine stump, and the hare Koska with wool
rolled - they have a lot left after the molt at home. After that they have half a day
barbed wire rolled under a bush, scratched a little. Well, nothing, everything is like
gotta make it. They tied the hare's ears to the wire, and the hedgehog lay down below and
stirs them. From the side if you look - well, a real live hare in the grass
is sitting!
Before evening, the fox Lariska went hunting, he thinks - I'll catch a mouse, I'll have dinner
before bedtime. She goes and sees - hare ears stick out of the grass, move.
"Yeah," the fox Lariska laughed softly, "this, apparently, is the stupid hare Koska under
he fell asleep like a bush, only his ears are twitching from mosquitoes. That's how good -
I was going to catch a mouse, and now I'll eat a hare!
The fox Lariska dived into the grass, became, so as not to frighten away the hare, on her stomach
creep up. Closer, closer, closer. Yes, how to jump, and how to scream:
- Guard, kill!
It was she who hit the barbed wire with her stomach and paws. Hare Koska, who
sat behind the wall of the pillbox and looked, when he heard a scream, he was so frightened and
all legs ran home. And the hedgehog Kiryuha snorted and laughed:
- Yeah, the fox Lariska, got caught! You will know how to hedgehogs and hares
hunt!
And while the fox was licking his wounds, he also went home for dinner.
The hedgehog Kiryuha and the hare Koska were very pleased that they taught the fox Lariska a lesson.
They told everyone about it and everyone in the forest laughed. And the fox Lariska came
ragged home - there are scratches on the stomach and on the paws, a tuft is torn out of the tail.
- What are you, fighting with whom? her mother asked.
- No, I caught a wire hare! - the fox Lariska whimpered.
“You are young and stupid,” said the mother. - No wire hares
It happens. Someone cheated on you.
So the hare Koska and the hedgehog Kiryuha took revenge on the fox Lariska. Since then she has been afraid
stood, saw hare ears above the grass, stopped and thought - what if this
wire rabbit? In the meantime, she stands and thinks, a real live hare will run away!

Today's review is dedicated to books for three-year-olds: what to read at the exit from early age? Something very, very smart! As smart as the antics of Sonya's dog or the daily affairs of the idol of millions - Petya Bunny ...

Andrey Usachov. Smart dog Sonya

Publisher: Oniks, 2008

Age: from 3 years.

If you throw a stone up -

High, high

It will fly straight up

High, high

Above the rooftops

and bird nests

Will fly to the stars

AND FALL DIRECTLY ON SOMEONE'S HEAD

TO THE ALIEN!

Andrey Usachev, not being in old age, has already become a classic of children's literature. He is unique. Usachev communicates with children in a language they understand, not invented. You always want to ask such people: what kind of child were you if you were SUCH an adult?... The characters of his fairy tales, poems, stories and songs are always children, albeit in the guise of animals or fairy creatures. He came up with Uncle Au and "Merry Kwampania", wrote textbooks for kids ("Chitarik", "Zvukarik", "Rules of Road Respect") and many, many other wonderful books.

There is a Cat Planet somewhere.

There cats live like people:

Reading newspapers in bed

And they drink coffee with cream.

They have apartments and cottages,

Cars and other comforts

They love to fish

And they take the children to the resort.

Fly to overseas countries

Find diamonds with a fist

Planting tulips in the flower beds

They even breed dogs.

Luxurious life on the planet

Cats, cats and kittens!

But these strange inhabitants

They are sad about something all the time.

How many good toys

How many records and books!

Only cats don't have cats...

Oh, how sad they are without them!

The heroes of Andrei Usachev immediately win a corner in the soul of a reader of any age and make a cozy nest there. They will stir up memories, make you cry, excite, make you laugh. Adults read Usachev with no less interest, because he writes for them, being an “adult child”.

Clever dog Sonya lives with her owner Ivan Ivanovich. Every day, Sonya has new question to life. What's happened electricity, and is it possible to lure him out for candy? If the water in the pipes comes from the ocean, maybe it will bring fish? Why do people eat everything tasty in small quantities, and tasteless - in large quantities? Dog Sonya is very persistent in getting answers to her questions. She catches a plumber in a sack and submits an advertisement in the newspaper about the loss of the whole world, she is ready to give the last, just to satisfy her curiosity. For some reason, smart dog Sonya is very disliked good illustrators. Already the second edition falls into the hands, and the illustrations are still not very well thought out. This edition at least has them and is pretty cute, but not on every page.

Once the dog Sonya decided to drink tea with jam. She put her favorite cherry jam in a saucer, turned on the samovar and waited for the water to boil. She sat, sat, waited, waited. Then she looked at the samovar - and suddenly she saw herself in the samovar! ... “Oh, oh! - thought the dog Sonya. “How did I get into the samovar?” She sits in the samovar, looks at herself and cannot understand anything: her paws are swollen, her face is drawn out, and her ears are like two big mugs...

- Oh oh oh! - Dog Sonya guessed. “I must have scalded myself in the samovar!” Then the water began to boil, and steam poured out of the samovar ...

- Oh oh oh! Sonya screamed in fear. - I can cook! And, with all her strength, she jumped from the samovar! She touched the cord, the samovar fell down, and hot water... But Sonya had already managed to jump aside. “It’s good that I guessed in time to jump out,” blowing on the scalded tail, I thought smart dog Sonya. “Otherwise I wouldn’t have noticed how cooked!”

Stanislav Maltsev. Bunny Petya and his friends

Publisher: Litur, 2006

Age: from 3 years.

That's what always surprised me: why did the cult Bunny Petya, the hero of our childhood, have been printed by exactly one local publishing house Litur all the time? Yes, old and famous writer(“The Secret of the Blue Cave”, “The Adventures of Two Friends” about Umnyushkin and Khitryushkin, “Me and Mitya”) Stanislav Maltsev is our countryman, he was born and studied in Sverdlovsk, and worked all his life in Tyumen. It is terrible to think that Muscovites and St. Petersburg residents, for example, do not know Petya Bunny. Irreparable loss of life. We should ask on occasion - maybe the mysterious Petya Bunny is the idol of generations only of Siberians and Urals, and all our life we ​​thought that he was everywhere.

In addition to Petit the Bunny, a brave hare who helps all the weak little animals in the forest with Timur's enthusiasm, the book contains Bear Bear, Little Crow Borya, Liska Lariska and Vaska the Cat. Two camps: good and evil, good animals against the bad ones.

The book is written plain language, it can be read even to a two-year-old, if the child is reading and assiduous, there is nothing complicated in the story. It is emotional, not abstruse, there are teaching moments. Just keep in mind that fairy tales are not short. Let's go back to the beginning: it's a pity that no one else publishes Bunny Petya. Because the drawings in this book are frankly bad: small, sometimes absent, inexpressive. It is noticeable that the artist did not even try to feel the mood of the book, to give at least some individuality to the characters, such illustrations could still be drawn 30 years ago, but now one should be ashamed.

Bunny Petya and Teddy Bear washed their hands and sat down at the table. Bunny Petya's mother served them red, juicy carrots sprinkled with sugar in small saucers. Bunny Petya began to eat carrots, so much so that she only crunched on his teeth. And Bear Bear quickly licked all the granulated sugar and sits, looking at what else he will get tasty. Then the mother of Petit the bunny gave them a glass of milk. It was then that the bear-bear did not force himself to ask! He grabbed the glass with both paws and immediately drank all the milk. He drank, licked his lips and looks again - waiting for what will happen next. Waiting and waiting, but nothing more is given. Then he sighed and said:

- And my mother always gives me sweet honey after dinner ... Oh, and delicious!

Bunny's mother Petya smiled and said:

- We don’t have honey, but I’ll give strawberry jam to the one who drank all the milk.

- I drank! - Bear-bear said loudly and even turned the glass over so that everyone could see that it was so. And I love strawberry jam too. - And he looked at Petya the bunny. And bunny Petya, it turns out, did not drink milk. He wrinkled his nose and peered into the glass. There was a lot of milk. He blew on it, but the milk did not decrease. Bunny Petya sighed heavily and looked sadly around ... But then mom put a large jar on the table delicious jam, so transparent that every berry can be seen. And Petya the bunny drank the milk in one gulp.

- Delicious milk! he said loudly. Now give me some jam!

Sven Nurdqvist. Trouble in the garden

Publisher: open world, 2007

Age: from 3 years.

If you were a fan of Moomin-dol, Alice in Wonderland and other fairy tales with big, big overtones as a child, to put it modern language– with madness, you will definitely like Nurdqvist. In his books, animals communicate with the world in a language appropriate to their intellectual image. Chickens will be stupid, cows will be curious, a cat will be emotional, humorous and brave. in the middle farming moving from home to street and back is essentially absolute yogi - farmer Petson. Nothing surprises him or infuriates him. He just does his job: planting crops, celebrating holidays, giving practical advice. His steadfastness is pleasantly set off by the cat Findus, an eccentric creature, something like a donkey under Shrek. He performs various feats, extravagant acts, climbs on the rampage, remaining an indestructible dreamer. There are a lot of books about Findus and Petson, besides these characters, Nurdqvist has others, we will turn to them in the following reviews.

This book is unlikely to be suitable for children under three years of age, although the author's style is easy to understand. And if the child is assiduous and thinking, it is quite possible that he will understand earlier. But there are nuances: one book = one fairy tale. It's long. And the plot is quite tricky, the humor is not childish (as in the same Moomin trolls - well, for what age are they?), And the story is about-very-times-me-ren-but-e. Solid, like everything related to the farm, land, plantings. Harvest views. The choice of seeds. Everything is slow.

A separate paragraph is worthy of illustration: they are delicious. Each picture contains several plots, and it will be difficult for younger children to understand why several petsons and findus are drawn on one page at once. Events seem to flow into each other, overlap. The sparkling humor of the illustrator will make you look at each drawing several times, notice previously missed details, and there are VERY many of them.

And the cows still stood quietly and watched their big eyes at Pettson, Findus and the chickens, who all of a sudden went to the kitchen together. Then the cows became interested in what was happening there, and they also moved towards the house. Petson and the chickens went out on the porch very pleased.

- Dear ladies! Petson solemnly turned to the cows. - Let me introduce you: Wandering BAG!

The chickens applauded, and the cows stared at the paper bag that came down the steps. The bag slowly wandered into the garden and stopped. The cows looked after him in surprise. They had never seen anything like it before. And suddenly the bag rang, just like the bells that hang around the necks of cows ring. The chickens ran up to the bag and cackled in unison:

- What could it be? I wonder ... Who-who-who is there? they asked each other, looking at the cows. Burning with curiosity, the cows reached for the package. They were terribly curious why he was moving and ringing. But as soon as they approached, the bag ran off to the other end of the lawn. The cows stopped; they needed to first understand what had happened. But as soon as the bell rang, they started off again. Hens and Petson are behind them. The faster the bag moved, the faster the cows ran. Look, he is already behind the fence ... Ding! And here is the pasture!

When the cows were gone, Petson mended the fence. Findus dropped the package and ran home. The cows looked at him and could not understand anything.

"I've had enough trouble for today," Petson said. “I hope nothing else happens. I went to bed. And tomorrow I will go around all the neighbors and ask them to fix their fences and fences. And then we'll try to clean up the garden.

- I think it will be enough just to plant my meatball again. But only in a pot on the window, - added Findus. I don't see anything useful in these vegetables.

This book is about the adventures of Petit the bunny and his friends, about the triumph of goodness and justice as a result of mutual assistance and great friendship of forest dwellers. A book from the series - "Learning by playing", it has a lot instructive stories for kids who will learn to understand what friendship is and what is good and what is bad. Contents

Hidden text
01. How the bunny Petya guarded the carrot
02. How the bunny Petya Voronenka saved Borya
03. How bunny Petya met Mishka-Bear
04. How the bunny Petya and the crow Borya outwitted Liska-Lariska
05. How Mishka-Medvezhushka enjoyed honeycomb
06. How Petya the bunny met with Puff
07. How Liska-Lariska and the cat Vaska shared the fish
08. How Liska-Lariska and the cat Vaska wanted to take revenge on Petya the bunny and what came of it
09. How the bunny Petya caught fish
10. How the bunny Petya almost drowned
11. How Petya the bunny got sick
12. Why do hares have long ears
13. How the bunny Petya got into trouble
14. How Liska-Lariska ended up in the zoo
15. How the bunny Petya and his friends drove the cat Vaska out of the forest
16. How winter came to the forest

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Stanislav Vladimirovich Maltsev (born July 18, 1929, Sverdlovsk) - Soviet Russian writer. Prose writer, playwright, journalist. Member of the Union of Writers of Russia since 1985. In 1953 he graduated from the journalism department of the Ural state university. Since 1957 he has been living in Tyumen. He worked as a journalist in the Tyumenskaya Pravda newspaper, then from 1956 as an executive secretary, and from 1964 as a deputy editor. In 1973 he was appointed his own correspondent for the Novosti press agency (since 1991 - RIA Novosti), where he worked until 2000. Stanislav Maltsev gained fame and recognition as a children's writer. Bibliography: On the Wolf's Trail (1957)
Mystery of the Blue Cave
About bunny Petya
Adventures of two friends
We are going to Surgut
Kuzya Shchuchkin - red nose
In pursuit of mystery
Mitya and I
bitter smoke
The New Adventures of Bunny Petit
Bunny Petit's new friends
All adventures of Bunny Petit
Adventures of Bunny Petit and his friends

Interesting

Hidden text
“He lived and was in a small house under a big Christmas tree Petya the bunny. And happened to him different stories and adventure..."
This is how Stanislav Maltsev's book "Petya the Bunny and His Friends" begins. I myself loved this book very much as a child. My children loved this book. The book is intended for adults to read to children 3-5 years old. The book is about animals and their forest life. The heroes of the book are Petya Bunny and his mom and dad, Teddy bear, Borya the little crow, Puffy the kitten, Lariska the cunning fox and Vaska the evil cat. without asking permission from my mother, and got lost.
The book teaches to be friends, to help others, to understand what is good and what is bad.
A book from the "Learning by playing" series, it contains many instructive stories, for example:
- Bunny Petya stirred up an anthill - offended the ants, and then he himself needed the help of ants.
- Mom did not allow Petya the bunny to swim across the river, but he did not obey and almost drowned, did not allow him to go to the forest in the evening, because it was damp and cold, but he did not obey, went out for a walk and fell ill.
And the main moral of the book - try not to offend the weak, help the kids, always be honest - and you will have many friends! The book has a sequel - "New Adventures of Petya the Bunny and His Friends" and "Petya the Bunny's New Friends".

Gratitude

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Thanks to Evgeny Ostrovny for voicing such a wonderful children's book!

The book is in thick cover, size 167x236 mm. Has 256 pages.

The book is written in easy to understand language and can be read by children from the age of two.
Our son is now 2.3 years old, we read a book before going to bed, the child listens carefully. Light, not
intricate narration does not let you get bored. The book begins with a saying:

Once upon a time there was a bunny Petya.
He himself was gray, and his tail was white. The ears are long and the eyes are sharp. The mustache is sharp, and the paws are fast. The nose is pink and the fur is soft. Here he was, Petya the bunny!
The bunny Petya lived in a small house under a big Christmas tree with his dad and mom. And there were different stories and adventures with him.
Here, listen...

And then they go small stories, adventures in which the bunny and his friends get into. The stories are not short, each about 6-7 pages. Before going to bed, one fairy tale is enough for us, and sometimes I finish reading it to myself.))
In addition to the brave bunny Petit, the book also contains the crow Borya, the bear-bear, the cat Poof - these are Petya's friends. There are also his enemies Liska-Lariska and the cat Vaska.

As in any fairy tale, here, too, good triumphs over evil. The book contains many instructive moments.

- Try not to offend the weak, help the kids, always be honest - and you will have many friends.

She will teach you to be friends, to help your neighbor, to understand what is good and what is bad.
I really like the book because the main characters are forest animals familiar to the baby from the cradle with simple Russian names, which the child also knows.
The only thing I didn't like about this book was the illustrations. The artists frankly freeloaded. Firstly, I think that the pictures could be much more interesting and expressive. Secondly, Petya the bunny is everywhere with some kind of evil, or something, muzzle. It’s a pity that such a book should have simply excellent illustrations, but here is one misunderstanding.

I give the book a rating of 5 (it's just that the hand does not rise to put it lower), but the illustrations, of course, spoiled the impression.

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Once upon a time, when I was little, my mother bought a book. It was called "Bunny Petya and his friends", and its author was Stanislav Maltsev. And on for a long time this book was my favorite. When I grew up and had children of my own, I found this book in the library and my daughters and I read it aloud. I figured your guys would love it too. So!

Once upon a time there was a bunny Petya.

He himself was gray, and his tail was white. The ears are long and the eyes are sharp. The mustache is sharp, and the paws are fast. The nose is pink and the fur is soft. Here he was, Petya the bunny!
The bunny Petya lived in a small house under a big Christmas tree with his dad and mom. And there were different stories and adventures with him.
Here, listen...

Like a bunny, Petya guarded the carrot.

It was in the spring. Everything around was green, and among the young grass the very first little blue flower had already appeared.
Bunny Petya jumped out after dinner into the street, ran through the clearing and, of course, immediately saw a flower. He bent down, sniffed it, wrinkled his nose and sneezed loudly:
- Ah-chi!
He sneezed so loudly that he jumped in surprise. And the Magpie-Beloboka, who was sitting on the Christmas tree, not far from Petit's bunny, flew to him to see what had happened.
While the bunny Petya was sniffing the first flower and sneezing with pleasure, his dad brought out a chair, sat down in the sun and began to read the Forest Newspaper.
“Petya, come here quickly,” dad suddenly called.
Bunny Petya ran up to him.
- Look what the scientist Uncle Owl writes in the newspaper: "The time has come to dig gardens." What will we plant this year?
- Carrot! Carrot! - the bunny Petya was delighted. - We will plant carrots! Big, red, delicious!
And happily jumped across the clearing.

The next morning, dad took a large shovel, and Petya a small one, and they went to dig a garden. And he was very close to them - on the other side of a thick, spreading Christmas tree.
Nice job they did! And all the time the bunny Petya was noisy.
- Oh oh! - he shouted. - Look, what a worm. Oh oh! Watch me dig deep!
And they worked so merrily that by dinner time they dug up all the beds. And after dinner, dad and mom planted carrots, and Petya watered it from his small bucket.
Bunny Petya now woke up first every morning and immediately ran to the garden to see if the carrot had grown. However, the carrot did not grow and did not grow.

One evening it rained. The next morning, Petya the bunny ran to the garden and saw small green sprouts.
- Grows! Our carrots are growing!” he shouted joyfully.
- Well, that's good! - said dad. - Now you take better care of her so that she grows big and sweet.
Once the bunny Petya was watering the beds and saw that many, many carrots had been uprooted near the fence.
- Daddy, daddy, come here quickly! - Petya called the bunny. - Someone snatched our carrot!
Dad came, looked and said:
- Yes, someone climbed here at night ...
- Dad, and dad, - Petya the bunny asked, - let me guard our carrots.

OK then. You are already big, the nights are warm now, make yourself a hut out of branches, take a blanket and a pillow. If you see who will come for our carrots, call me right away.
And so the bunny Petya made himself a hut, took a blanket and a pillow there, and in the evening went to the garden to guard the carrots.
The night was warm and moonlit. He sat down on the grass and listened to the frogs croak, watched the clouds run into the moon
Soon Bunny Petya's eyes began to close by themselves. Then he began to pinch his paw. Even though it hurts, you can't sleep!
And so, how long, how short did Petya the bunny sit - a cloud ran into the moon. He sees a monster climbing over the fence. Big, scary, and on the back of the monster a huge hump! Bunny Petit’s tongue was taken away from fear and his legs buckled.
Still, he cautiously climbed out of the hut. And then a cloud escaped from the moon, and it became completely light again. And the bunny Petya saw that an ordinary hare climbed into the garden to them, only with a large bag on his back. He put the bag on the ground, and he himself began to tear the carrot and throw it into the bag!
Bunny Petya immediately lost all fear.
- What are you doing? - he shouted and rushed to someone else's hare. - Don't touch our carrot!
And the hare, hearing this, jumped over the hedges and was like that. Go find him!

Bunny Petya looked into the bag, and it was full of carrots. Then he dragged the bag to the hut and went to bed.
In the morning, the bunny Petya, with the permission of his father and mother, went to look for the one who was carrying carrots from them.
Runs skipping through the forest, sings a cheerful song:

brave bunny,
clever bunny,
I'm smart bunny.
You try
Guess
What is my name.
For a carrot
For a carrot
For a carrot
I'm walking
And a carrot
And a carrot
Necessarily
I will find.

He ran and ran along the path, sang and sang a song and did not notice how he ran into the clearing.
He sees the house is standing, a bunny is sitting on a bench and eating a carrot.
- Didn't you climb to us for carrots at night? - Petya the bunny asks him.
- What you! - the bunny answers. - I have a garden full of mine. And also someone recently pulled out a lot of carrots at night.
The bunny Petya is looking - and it’s true: there is a large garden next to the house. And there grows a large red carrot.
- Well, okay, - said Petya the bunny. - Then let's go together to look for the one who carried the carrots with us.

For a carrot
For a carrot
For a carrot
We are going,
And a carrot
And a carrot
Necessarily
Let's find.

They ran and ran, sang and sang and went out into the clearing. In the middle of the clearing there is a pine tree, under it there is a house, and a hare sits near the house and eats a carrot.
- Are you eating our carrots? And aren't you climbing into our gardens? they asked.
- What do you! - the bunny answers. - For the third night, someone from the garden takes away carrots from me.

They looked - and it's true: the garden is large, there are a lot of carrots, and one bed is empty.
- Well, then let's go with us to look for the one who carries our carrots,
And the three of them ran.
They run along the path and sing:

For a carrot
For a carrot
For a carrot
We are going,
And a carrot
And a carrot
Necessarily
Let's find.

They ran and ran, sang and sang and found themselves in a clearing. They see that there is an old, dirty, ruffled little house. Near him, a hare sits on a stone - one ear is shorter than the other - and eats a carrot. I saw a hare and rather hid a carrot.
- What are you afraid of? - Petya the bunny asked him. - Aren't you dragging our carrots?
- Not me, not me! - shouted the short-eared hare.

And the bunny Petya went to the window, looked into the room, and there on the floor it was full of carrots. And his carrot is here - thick, red, Petya the bunny immediately recognized: it was not for nothing that he ate it every day.

Bunny Petya looked into the garden near the house, and there only burdock and nettles grow.
- Well, admit it, - Petya the bunny got angry, - where did you get the carrot. After all, your garden is empty, you are too lazy to work!

Here is a short-eared hare, a loafer-thief, how he jumps, how he runs along the path, and right into the forest. They just saw him!

And the hares divided all the carrots among themselves and went home.

Although their bags were heavy, they had fun, and they sang all the way:

For a carrot
For a carrot
For a carrot
We are going.
And a carrot
And a carrot
And a carrot
We found!