In which Brothers Grimm fairy tale did the hedgehogs outwit the hare? Encyclopedia of fairy-tale characters: "The Hare and the Hedgehog."
You probably won't believe this tale. However, when telling it, my grandfather always said:
– Not everything in a fairy tale is fiction. There is truth in it. Why would people start telling it?
This fairy tale began like this...
One day, on a clear sunny day, a hedgehog stood at the door of his house, with his hands folded on his stomach, and hummed a song.
He sang his song and sang and suddenly decided:
“I’ll go to the field and look at the rutabaga. While,” he thinks, “my hedgehog wife washes and dresses the children, I will have time to visit the field and return home.”
The hedgehog went and met along the road a hare, who was also going into the field to look at his cabbage.
The hedgehog saw the hare, bowed to him and said affably:
- Hello, dear hare. How are you doing?
And the hare was very important and proud. Instead of politely greeting the hedgehog, he just nodded his head and said rudely:
- Why are you, hedgehog, prowling the field so early?
“I went out for a walk,” says the hedgehog.
- Go for a walk? - asked the hare mockingly. “But in my opinion, you can’t get far on such short legs.”
The hedgehog was offended by these words. He didn’t like it when people talked about his legs, which were indeed short and crooked.
“Don’t you think,” he asked the hare, “that your hare legs run faster and better?”
“Of course,” says the hare.
“Would you like to run a race with me?” - asks the hedgehog.
- Racing with you? - says the hare. - Don't make me laugh, please. Are you really going to overtake me on your crooked legs?
“But you’ll see,” the hedgehog answers. - You'll see that I'll overtake.
“Well, let’s run,” says the hare.
“Wait,” says the hedgehog. “First I’ll go home, have breakfast, and in half an hour I’ll return to this place, then we’ll run.” OK?
“Okay,” said the hare.
The hedgehog went home. He walks and thinks: “The hare, of course, runs faster than me. But he is stupid and I am smart. I'll outsmart him."
The hedgehog came home and said to his wife:
“Wife, get dressed quickly, you’ll have to go to the field with me.”
- What happened? - asks the hedgehog.
- Well, the hare and I argued about who runs faster, me or him. I have to outrun the hare, and you will help me in this matter.
-What, are you crazy? – the hedgehog was surprised. - How can you compete with a hare! He will immediately overtake you.
“It’s none of your business, wife,” said the hedgehog. - Get dressed and let's go. I know what I'm doing.
The wife got dressed and went with the hedgehog to the field.
On the way, the hedgehog says to his wife:
- We will run with the hare across this long field. The hare will run along one furrow, and I will run along the other. And you, wife, stand at the end of the field, by my furrow. As soon as the hare runs up to you, you shout: “I’m already here!” Understood?
“I understand,” the wife answers.
So they did. The hedgehog took the hedgehog to the end of his furrow, and he himself returned to the place where he left the hare.
“Well,” says the hare, “shall we run?”
“Let’s run,” says the hedgehog.
They each stood at the beginning of their own furrow.
- One, two, three! - the hare shouted.
And they both ran as fast as they could.
The hedgehog ran three or four steps, and then quietly returned to his place and sat down. He sits and rests. And the hare keeps running and running. He reached the end of his furrow, and then the hedgehog shouted to him:
- I'm already here!
And I must say that the hedgehog and the hedgehog are very similar to each other. The hare was surprised that the hedgehog had overtaken him.
“Now let’s run back,” he says to the hedgehog. - One, two, three!
And the hare ran back faster than before.
And the hedgehog remained sitting in her place.
The hare reached the beginning of the furrow, and the hedgehog shouted to him:
- I'm already here! The hare was even more surprised.
“Let’s run again,” he says to the hedgehog. “Okay,” the hedgehog answers. - If you want, we can run again. We ran again and again. So the hare ran back and forth seventy-three times. And the hedgehog kept overtaking him.
The hare runs to the beginning of the furrow, and the hedgehog shouts to him:
- I'm already here!
The hare runs back to the end of the furrow, and the hedgehog shouts to him:
- I'm already here! On the seventy-fourth time the hare ran to the middle of the field and fell to the ground.
- Tired! - speaks. – I can’t run anymore.
“You see now,” the hedgehog tells him, “who has the faster legs?”
The hare didn’t answer anything and left the field - he barely carried off his legs. And the hedgehog and his wife called their children and went for a walk with them.
For some reason this story is considered fiction, and yet everything in it - the real truth. My grandfather, telling it to me, said every time:
- Of course, it really happened, otherwise would I talk about it?
And here's the story.
It was one Sunday morning in the summer, just when the buckwheat was blooming. The sun shone brightly in a clear sky and a warm morning breeze blew across the fields. The larks rang in the heights, the bees buzzed in the buckwheat. All living things were happy, and the hedgehog too.
The hedgehog stood at the door of his house, arms crossed over his chest. He exposed his muzzle to the warm breeze and hummed a song - neither bad nor good, but exactly the way hedgehogs usually hum on a fine Sunday morning.
And rutabaga was planted right there, near his house. The hedgehog and his family willingly feasted on it and therefore considered it their property.
No sooner said than done. The hedgehog closed the door and went into the field.
He was still very close to the house and was just about to go around the thorn bush and turn towards the rutabaga field, when suddenly he met a hare. The hare was also in a hurry on business - to inspect his cabbage.
The hedgehog greeted the hare warmly and wished him good morning.
But the hare considered himself a noble master and was terribly arrogant. He did not answer the hedgehog’s bow, but said to him with the most contemptuous look:
“How did you end up here in the field so early?”
“I went out for a walk,” answered the hedgehog.
- Take a walk? - the hare laughed. “I don’t think your legs are very suitable for walking.”
This answer angered the hedgehog. He could endure a lot, but he didn’t allow anything to be said about his legs, because he had them crooked.
“Do you imagine,” said the hedgehog, “that your legs are more useful?”
“I think,” answered the hare.
“This still needs to be checked,” said the hedgehog. “I bet if we race, I’ll beat you.”
- This is a joke for the chickens! - the hare shouted. - You - with your crooked legs! Well, okay, have it your way: if you really want to, let’s run now.
“No, we don’t need to rush so much,” answered the hedgehog. - I haven't eaten anything yet. I’ll go home, have a little snack and in half an hour I’ll be here again, in this very place.
The hare agreed, and the hedgehog left.
On the way, he reasoned: “The hare hopes for his long legs, but I'll see it through. Although he is a noble gentleman, he is a total fool.”
The hedgehog came home and said to his wife:
“Get ready quickly, wife, and let’s go with me to the field.”
- What happened? - asked the wife.
“I made a bet with the hare and will run a race with him, and you must be a witness.”
- Oh, my God, are you completely crazy, hubby? - the hedgehog screamed at him. -Are you out of your mind? How can you compete with a hare?
- Shut up! - said the hedgehog. - This doesn’t concern you, don’t interfere in men’s affairs. Get ready and let's go.
What could the hedgehog do? Willy-nilly she had to obey.
On the way, the hedgehog said to his wife:
- Well, listen carefully. We will run in that field over there. The hare is in one furrow, and I am in the other. We will run from that end. You just need to stand here in the furrow, and when the hare comes running, shout to him: “And I’m already here!”
When they arrived at the arable land, the hedgehog showed his wife her place and hurried to the other end of the field. The hare was already there.
- Can we start? he asked.
“Of course,” answered the hedgehog.
Here they each stood in their own furrow. The hare counted: “One, two, three!” - and rushed like a whirlwind across the arable land.
And the hedgehog ran three steps, and then curled up into a ball and calmly lay down in the furrow.
When the hare ran at full speed to the other end of the arable land, the hedgehog’s faithful wife shouted to him:
- And I’m already here!
The hare was dumbfounded with amazement - he thought, of course, that he was seeing the hedgehog himself. After all, everyone knows that the hedgehog’s wife looks exactly like her husband.
“Something is unclean here!” - thought the hare and shouted:
- Shall we run again? Turn! - and again he rushed off like a whirlwind - so that his ears almost came off his head.
And the hedgehog’s wife calmly remained in her place. When the hare rushed back, the hedgehog shouted to him:
- And I’m already here!
The hare got angry and shouted:
- Let's run again! Turn!
“It doesn’t cost me anything,” the hedgehog answered. - Please, as much as you like.
The hare ran like this another seventy-three times. And every time he ran to the other end of the arable land, the hedgehog or his wife said to him:
- And I’m already here!
On the seventy-fourth time the hare did not reach the end and fell in the middle of the field.
And the hedgehog called his wife, and they, satisfied with each other, went home. And if they didn’t die, they still live.
It so happened that one day the hedgehog completely drove the hare. And since then, not a single hare agrees to run a race with a hedgehog.
You probably won't believe this tale. However, when telling it, my grandfather always said:
- Not everything in a fairy tale is fiction. There is truth in it. Why would people start telling it?
This fairy tale began like this...
One day, on a clear sunny day, a hedgehog stood at the door of his house, with his hands folded on his stomach, and hummed a song.
He sang his song and sang and suddenly decided:
“I’ll go to the field and look at the rutabaga. While,” he thinks, “my hedgehog wife washes and dresses the children, I’ll have time to visit the field and return home.”
The hedgehog went and met along the road a hare, who was also going into the field to look at his cabbage.
The hedgehog saw the hare, bowed to him and said affably:
- Hello, dear hare. How are you doing?
And the hare was very important and proud. Instead of politely greeting the hedgehog, he just nodded his head and said rudely:
- Why are you, hedgehog, scouring the field so early?
“I went out for a walk,” says the hedgehog.
- Take a walk? - asked the hare mockingly. “But in my opinion, you can’t get far on such short legs.”
The hedgehog was offended by these words. He didn’t like it when people talked about his legs, which were indeed short and crooked. 
“Don’t you think,” he asked the hare, “that your hare legs run faster and better?”
“Of course,” says the hare.
- Would you like to run a race with me? - asks the hedgehog.
- Racing with you? - says the hare. - Don’t make me laugh, please. Are you really going to overtake me on your crooked legs?
“But you’ll see,” the hedgehog answers. - You'll see that I'll overtake.
“Well, let’s run,” says the hare.
“Wait,” says the hedgehog. “First I’ll go home, have breakfast, and in half an hour I’ll return to this place, then we’ll run.” OK?
“Okay,” said the hare.
The hedgehog went home. He walks and thinks: “The hare, of course, runs faster than me. But he is stupid, and I am smart. I will outsmart him.”
The hedgehog came home and said to his wife:
- Wife, get dressed quickly, you’ll have to go to the field with me.
- What happened? - asks the hedgehog.
- Yes, the hare and I argued who runs faster, me or him. I have to outrun the hare, and you will help me in this matter.
- What, are you crazy? - the hedgehog was surprised. - How can you compete with the hare! He will immediately overtake you.
“It’s none of your business, wife,” said the hedgehog. “Get dressed and let’s go.” I know what I'm doing.
The wife got dressed and went with the hedgehog to the field.
On the way, the hedgehog says to his wife:
- We will run with the hare across this long field. The hare will run along one furrow, and I will run along the other. And you, wife, stand at the end of the field, by my furrow. As soon as the hare runs up to you, you shout: “I’m already here!” Understood?
“I understand,” the wife answers.
So they did. The hedgehog took the hedgehog to the end of his furrow, and he himself returned to the place where he left the hare.
“Well,” says the hare, “shall we run?”
“Let’s run,” says the hedgehog. 
They each stood at the beginning of their own furrow.
- One, two, three! - the hare shouted.
And they both ran as fast as they could.
The hedgehog ran three or four steps, and then quietly returned to his place and sat down. He sits and rests. And the hare keeps running and running. He reached the end of his furrow, and then the hedgehog shouted to him:
- I'm already here!
And I must say that the hedgehog and the hedgehog are very similar to each other. The hare was surprised that the hedgehog had overtaken him.
“Now let’s run back,” he says to the hedgehog. “One, two, three!”
And the hare ran back faster than before.
And the hedgehog remained sitting in her place. 
The hare reached the beginning of the furrow, and the hedgehog shouted to him:
- I'm already here! The hare was even more surprised.
“Let’s run again,” he says to the hedgehog. “Okay,” the hedgehog answers. “If you want, we’ll run again.” We ran again and again. So the hare ran back and forth seventy-three times. And the hedgehog kept overtaking him.
The hare runs to the beginning of the furrow, and the hedgehog shouts to him:
- I'm already here!
The hare runs back to the end of the furrow, and the hedgehog shouts to him:
- I'm already here! On the seventy-fourth time the hare ran to the middle of the field and fell to the ground.
- Tired! - he says. “I can’t run anymore.”
“You see now,” the hedgehog tells him, “who has the faster legs?”
The hare did not answer anything and left the field - he barely carried off his legs. And the hedgehog and his wife called their children and went for a walk with them.
You probably won't believe this tale. However, when telling it, my grandfather always said:
Not everything in a fairy tale is fiction. There is truth in it. Why would people start telling it?
This fairy tale began like this...
One day, on a clear sunny day, a hedgehog stood at the door of his house, with his hands folded on his stomach, and hummed a song.
He sang his song and sang and suddenly decided:
“I’ll go to the field and look at the rutabaga. While,” he thinks, “my hedgehog wife washes and dresses the children, I’ll have time to visit the field and return home.”
The hedgehog went and met along the road a hare, who was also going into the field to look at his cabbage.
The hedgehog saw the hare, bowed to him and said affably:
Hello, dear hare. How are you doing?
And the hare was very important and proud. Instead of politely greeting the hedgehog, he just nodded his head and said rudely:
Why are you, hedgehog, scouring the field so early?
“I went out for a walk,” says the hedgehog.
Take a walk? - asked the hare mockingly. - But in my opinion, you won’t get far on such short legs.
The hedgehog was offended by these words. He didn’t like it when people talked about his legs, which were indeed short and crooked.
“Don’t you think,” he asked the hare, “that your hare’s legs run faster and better?”
Of course, says the hare.
Would you like to run a race with me? - asks the hedgehog.
Racing with you? - says the hare. - Don't make me laugh, please. Are you really going to overtake me on your crooked legs?
“But you’ll see,” the hedgehog answers. - You'll see that I'll overtake.
Well, let's run, says the hare.
Wait, says the hedgehog. - First I’ll go home, have breakfast, and in half an hour I’ll return to this place, then we’ll run. OK?
Okay, said the hare.
The hedgehog went home. He walks and thinks: “The hare, of course, runs faster than me. But he is stupid and I am smart. I’ll outsmart him.”
The hedgehog came home and said to his wife:
Wife, get dressed quickly, you’ll have to go to the field with me.
What happened? - asks the hedgehog.
Well, the hare and I argued about who runs faster, me or him. I have to outrun the hare, and you will help me in this matter.
What, are you crazy? - the hedgehog was surprised. - How can you compete with a hare! He will immediately overtake you.
“It’s none of your business, wife,” said the hedgehog. - Get dressed and let's go. I know what I'm doing. The wife got dressed and went with the hedgehog to the field. On the way, the hedgehog says to his wife:
We will run with the hare across this long field. The hare will run along one furrow, and I will run along the other. And you, wife, stand at the end of the field, by my furrow. As soon as the hare runs up to you, you shout: “I’m already here!” Understood?
“I understand,” the wife replies.
So they did. The hedgehog took the hedgehog to the end of his furrow, and he himself returned to the place where he left the hare.
Well, says the hare, shall we run?
“Let’s run,” says the hedgehog.
They each stood at the beginning of their own furrow.
One, two, three! - the hare shouted.
And they both ran as fast as they could.
The hedgehog ran three or four steps, and then quietly returned to his place and sat down. He sits and rests. And the hare keeps running and running. He reached the end of his furrow, and then the hedgehog shouted to him:
I'm already here!
And I must say that the hedgehog and the hedgehog are very similar to each other. The hare was surprised that the hedgehog had overtaken him.
Now let’s run back,” he says to the hedgehog. - One, two, three!
And the hare ran back faster than before. And the hedgehog remained sitting in her place.
The hare reached the beginning of the furrow, and the hedgehog shouted to him:
I'm already here!
The hare was even more surprised.
Let’s run again,” he says to the hedgehog.
Okay,” the hedgehog answers. - If you want, we can run again.
We ran again and again. So the hare ran back and forth seventy-three times. And the hedgehog kept overtaking him.
The hare runs to the beginning of the furrow, and the hedgehog shouts to him:
I'm already here!
The hare runs back to the end of the furrow, and the hedgehog shouts to him:
I'm already here!
On the seventy-fourth time the hare ran to the middle of the field and fell to the ground.
Tired! - speaks. - I can't run anymore.
“You see now,” the hedgehog tells him, “who has the faster legs?”
The hare did not answer anything and left the field - he barely carried his legs away. And the hedgehog and his wife called their children and went for a walk with them.
You probably won't believe this tale. However, when telling it, my grandfather always said:
Not everything in a fairy tale is fiction. There is truth in it. Why would people start telling it?
This fairy tale began like this...
One day, on a clear sunny day, a hedgehog stood at the door of his house, with his hands folded on his stomach, and hummed a song.
He sang his song and sang and suddenly decided:
“I’ll go to the field and look at the rutabaga. While,” he thinks, “my hedgehog wife washes and dresses the children, I’ll have time to visit the field and return home.”
The hedgehog went and met along the road a hare, who was also going into the field to look at his cabbage.
The hedgehog saw the hare, bowed to him and said affably:
Hello, dear hare. How are you doing?
And the hare was very important and proud. Instead of politely greeting the hedgehog, he just nodded his head and said rudely:
Why are you, hedgehog, scouring the field so early?
“I went out for a walk,” says the hedgehog.
Take a walk? - asked the hare mockingly. “But in my opinion, you can’t get far on such short legs.”
The hedgehog was offended by these words. He didn’t like it when people talked about his legs, which were indeed short and crooked. 
“Don’t you think,” he asked the hare, “that your hare legs run faster and better?”
Of course, says the hare.
Would you like to run a race with me? - asks the hedgehog.
Racing with you? - says the hare. - Don’t make me laugh, please. Are you really going to overtake me on your crooked legs?
“But you’ll see,” the hedgehog answers. - You'll see that I'll overtake.
Well, let's run, says the hare.
Wait,” says the hedgehog. “First I’ll go home, have breakfast, and in half an hour I’ll return to this place, then we’ll run.” OK?
Okay, said the hare.
The hedgehog went home. He walks and thinks: “The hare, of course, runs faster than me. But he is stupid, and I am smart. I will outsmart him.”
The hedgehog came home and said to his wife:
Wife, get dressed quickly, you’ll have to go to the field with me.
What happened? - asks the hedgehog.
Well, the hare and I argued about who runs faster, me or him. I have to outrun the hare, and you will help me in this matter.
What, are you crazy? - the hedgehog was surprised. - How can you compete with the hare! He will immediately overtake you.
“It’s none of your business, wife,” said the hedgehog. “Get dressed and let’s go.” I know what I'm doing.
The wife got dressed and went with the hedgehog to the field.
On the way, the hedgehog says to his wife:
We will run with the hare across this long field. The hare will run along one furrow, and I will run along the other. And you, wife, stand at the end of the field, by my furrow. As soon as the hare runs up to you, you shout: “I’m already here!” Understood?
“I understand,” the wife replies.
So they did. The hedgehog took the hedgehog to the end of his furrow, and he himself returned to the place where he left the hare.
Well, says the hare, shall we run?
“Let’s run,” says the hedgehog. 
They each stood at the beginning of their own furrow.
One, two, three! - the hare shouted.
And they both ran as fast as they could.
The hedgehog ran three or four steps, and then quietly returned to his place and sat down. He sits and rests. And the hare keeps running and running. He reached the end of his furrow, and then the hedgehog shouted to him:
I'm already here!
And I must say that the hedgehog and the hedgehog are very similar to each other. The hare was surprised that the hedgehog had overtaken him.
Now let’s run back,” he says to the hedgehog. “One, two, three!”
And the hare ran back faster than before.
And the hedgehog remained sitting in her place. 
The hare reached the beginning of the furrow, and the hedgehog shouted to him:
I'm already here! The hare was even more surprised.
Let’s run again,” he says to the hedgehog. “Okay,” the hedgehog answers. “If you want, we’ll run again.” We ran again and again. So the hare ran back and forth seventy-three times. And the hedgehog kept overtaking him.
The hare runs to the beginning of the furrow, and the hedgehog shouts to him:
I'm already here!
The hare runs back to the end of the furrow, and the hedgehog shouts to him:
I'm already here! On the seventy-fourth time the hare ran to the middle of the field and fell to the ground.
Tired! - he says. “I can’t run anymore.”
“You see now,” the hedgehog tells him, “who has the faster legs?”
The hare did not answer anything and left the field - he barely carried off his legs. And the hedgehog and his wife called their children and went for a walk with them.
