Once upon a time there lived an old grandmother, a laughing granddaughter, a clumsy hen and a little mouse. Every day they went for water. The grandmother had large buckets, the granddaughter had smaller ones, the chicken had one the size of a cucumber, and the mouse had one the size of a thimble.
The grandmother took water from a well, the granddaughter from a log, the chicken from a puddle, and the mouse from a pig's hoof mark. They're going back, grandma's water is three-e-e-x, spe-e-e-e! My granddaughter has three! blah! The chicken has three or three! splash-splash! The mouse has three-three-three! splash-splash-splash!
Once they went for water. They collected some water and walked home through the garden. And in the garden there was an apple tree, and apples were hanging on it. And under the apple tree the bunny was sitting. A breeze blew onto the apple tree, shook the apple tree, pop the apple - and hit the bunny in the forehead! The bunny jumped, right at our water-carriers' feet.
They got scared, threw the buckets and ran home. The grandmother fell on the bench, the granddaughter hid behind her grandmother, the chicken flew up onto the stove, and the mouse hid under the stove. Grandma groans: -? Oh! A huge bear almost crushed me! My granddaughter cries: —? Grandma, what a scary wolf jumped on me! The chicken on the stove clucks: —? Co-co-co! The fox snuck up on me and almost grabbed me! And the mouse from under the stove squeaks: “What a mustachioed cat!” I've been through a lot of fear!
And the bunny ran into the forest, lay down under a bush and thought: “What passion! Four hunters were chasing me, all with dogs, as soon as my legs carried me away!” It is true what they say: “Fear has big eyes: what is not there, they see.”
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru