And now you will hear a fairy tale that someone’s great-great-great-grandmother told her little granddaughter many, many years ago...
Once upon a time there lived a little old man and a little old woman in a small house on the edge of the forest. Everything in their lives was in harmony, only one thing was missing - the old man and old woman did not have children. And then one day, when the old lady was rolling out gingerbread dough on the table, she decided to make it in the shape of a little man! With arms, legs, head - and put it in the oven.
After a while, the old woman came up to see if the gingerbread was baked. And as soon as she opened the oven door... the little gingerbread man jumped out of it and ran as fast as he could out of the house.
The old woman called to her husband, and they both rushed after him. But it's not so easy to catch the gingerbread man! He had already reached the threshing floor, where the peasants were threshing their wheat. And, running past, he sang:
I ran away from the little old lady
And from a little old man!
And I’ll run away from you, that’s for sure!
All the peasants rushed after him. But no matter how fast they ran, they could not catch up...
A little man came running to the field where the mowers were mowing the grass. He came running and sang:
I ran away from the little old lady
And from the little old man,
And from peasants with threshing machines,
And I’ll run away from you, that’s for sure!
The mowers could not stand such ridicule - everyone rushed after the gingerbread man. They run as fast as they can, but they can’t catch up!
And a cow was coming towards the little man, and he sang to her too:
I ran away from the little old lady
And from the little old man,
And from peasants with threshing machines,
And from mowers with scythes,
And I’ll run away from you, that’s for sure!
The cow got angry - I'll gore it! And she also rushed after the gingerbread man. He just can’t catch up. And towards him is a pig. The little man sang:
I ran away from the little old lady
And from the little old man,
And from peasants with threshing machines,
And from mowers with scythes,
And from a horned cow,
And I’ll run away from you, that’s for sure!
The pig squealed and rushed after him... But he couldn’t catch up! The gingerbread man runs quickly. He runs and runs, and a fox meets him. The little man started his song:
I ran away from the little old lady
And from the little old man,
And from peasants with threshing machines,
And from mowers with scythes,
And from a horned cow,
And from a pot-bellied pig,
And I’ll run away from you, that’s for sure!
And the fox set off after him. And foxes run fast - so the fox quickly caught up with the gingerbread man and began to eat him.
- Oh, oh! - shouted the gingerbread man. “They took a quarter bite out of me!”
And then:
- Oh, oh, half of me was bitten off!
And finally:
- Ay, ay, three quarters have been bitten off! Well, here I am, gone...
And the gingerbread man said nothing more.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru