Valentin Kataev
FLOWER-SEMIFLOWER
There lived a girl, Zhenya. One day her mother sent her to the store to buy bagels. Zhenya bought seven bagels: two bagels with cumin for dad, two bagels with poppy seeds for mom, two bagels with sugar for herself and one small pink bagel for brother Pavlik. Zhenya took a bunch of bagels and went home. He walks around, yawns, reads signs, and the raven counts. Meanwhile, an unfamiliar dog came up behind me and ate all the bagels one after another: she ate my father’s with cumin, then my mother’s with poppy seeds, then Zhenya’s with sugar. Zhenya felt that the steering wheels had become too light. I turned around, but it was too late. The washcloth dangles empty, and the dog eats the last pink Pavlik lamb and licks its lips.
Oh, bad dog! - Zhenya shouted and rushed to catch up with her.
She ran and ran, but didn’t catch up with the dog, she just got lost. He sees that the place is completely unfamiliar, there are no big houses, but small houses. Zhenya got scared and cried. Suddenly, out of nowhere - an old woman.
Girl, girl, why are you crying?
Zhenya told the old lady everything.
The old lady took pity on Zhenya, brought her to her kindergarten and said:
It's okay, don't cry, I'll help you. True, I don’t have bagels and I don’t have any money either, but there is one flower growing in my garden, it’s called a seven-flowered flower, it can do anything. I know you are a good girl, even though you like to yawn around. I’ll give you a seven-flowered flower, it will arrange everything.
With these words, the old woman picked from the garden bed and gave it to the girl Zhenya very beautiful flower like chamomile. It had seven transparent petals, each a different color: yellow, red, green, blue, orange, violet and cyan.
This flower, said the old lady, is not simple. He can fulfill anything you want. To do this, you just need to tear off one of the petals, throw it and say:
Commanded that this or that should happen. And this will be done immediately.
Zhenya politely thanked the old woman, went out the gate and only then remembered that she did not know the way home. She wanted to return to the kindergarten and ask the old lady to accompany her to the nearest policeman, but neither the kindergarten nor the old lady had happened. What to do? Zhenya was about to cry, as usual, she even wrinkled her nose like an accordion, but suddenly she remembered about the treasured flower.
Come on, let's see what kind of seven-flowered flower this is!
Zhenya quickly tore off the yellow petal, threw it and said:
Fly, fly, petal, Through the west to the east, Through the north, through the south, Come back, having made a circle. As soon as you touch the ground, It will be in my opinion.
Tell me to be home with the bagels!
Before she had time to say this, at that very moment she found herself at home, and in her hands - a bunch of bagels!
Zhenya gave the bagels to her mother, and thought to herself: “This is truly a wonderful flower, it should definitely be put in the most beautiful vase!”
Zhenya was a very small girl, so she climbed onto a chair and reached for her mother’s favorite vase, which stood on the top shelf.
At this time, as luck would have it, crows flew outside the window. My wife, understandably, immediately wanted to know exactly how many crows there were - seven or eight. She opened her mouth and began to count, bending her fingers, and the vase flew down and - bam! - broke into small pieces.
You broke something again, dumbass! Bungler! - Mom shouted from the kitchen. - Isn’t it my favorite vase?
No, no, mommy, I didn't break anything. You heard it! - Zhenya shouted, and she quickly tore off the red petal, threw it and whispered:
Fly, fly, petal, Through the west to the east, Through the north, through the south, Come back, having made a circle. As soon as you touch the ground, It will be in my opinion.
Order that mother's favorite vase be made whole!
Before she had time to say this, the shards crawled towards each other and began to grow together.
Mom came running from the kitchen - lo and behold, her favorite vase was standing in its place as if nothing had happened. Mom, just in case, shook her finger at Zhenya and sent her for a walk in the yard.
Zhenya came into the yard, and there the boys were playing Papaninsky: they were sitting on old boards, and there was a stick stuck in the sand.
Boys, boys, come and play with me!
What did you want! Can't you see this is the North Pole? We don't take girls to the North Pole.
What kind of North Pole is this when it's just boards?
Not boards, but ice floes. Go away, don't bother me! We have just a strong compression.
So you don't accept it?
We don't accept. Leave!
And it's not necessary. I’ll be at the North Pole even without you now. Just not like yours, but a real one. And for you - a cat's tail!
Zhenya stepped aside, under the gate, took out the treasured seven-flowered flower, tore off a blue petal, threw it and said:
Fly, fly, petal, Through the west to the east, Through the north, through the south, Come back, having made a circle. As soon as you touch the ground, It will be in my opinion.
Order me to be at the North Pole right away!
Before she had time to say this, suddenly a whirlwind came out of nowhere, the sun disappeared, it became a terrible night, the earth began to spin under her feet like a top.
Zhenya, as she was in a summer dress with bare legs, found herself alone at the North Pole, and the frost there was a hundred degrees!
Ay, mommy, I'm freezing! - Zhenya screamed and began to cry, but the tears immediately turned into icicles and hung on her nose, like on a drainpipe. Meanwhile, seven polar bears came out from behind the ice floe and walked straight towards the girl, each more terrible than the other: the first is nervous, the second is angry, the third is wearing a beret, the fourth is shabby, the fifth is crumpled, the sixth is pockmarked, the seventh is the largest.
Not remembering herself from fear, Zhenya grabbed a seven-flowered flower with her icy fingers, tore out a green petal, threw it and screamed at the top of her lungs:
Fly, fly, petal, Through the west to the east, Through the north, through the south, Come back, having made a circle. As soon as you touch the ground, It will be in my opinion.
Tell me to immediately find myself back in our yard!
And at that very moment she found herself back in the yard. And the boys look at her and laugh:
Well, where is your North Pole?
I was there.
We have not seen. Prove it!
Look - I still have an icicle hanging.
This is not an icicle, but a cat's tail! What, did you take it?
Zhenya was offended and decided not to hang out with the boys anymore, but went to another yard to hang out with the girls. She came and saw that the girls had different toys. Some have a stroller, some have a ball, some have a jump rope, some have a tricycle, and one has a large talking doll in a doll's straw hat and doll's boots. Zhenya was annoyed. Even his eyes became yellow with envy, like a goat’s.
“Well,” he thinks, “I’ll show you now who has the toys!”
She took out a seven-flowered flower and tore it off orange petal, threw it and said:
Fly, fly, petal, Through the west to the east, Through the north, through the south, Come back, having made a circle. As soon as you touch the ground, It will be in my opinion.
Order that all the toys in the world be mine!
And at the same moment, out of nowhere, toys were thrown towards Zhenya from all sides.
The first, of course, were the dolls who came running, loudly batting their eyes and squealing without a break: “dad-mummy”, “dad-mummy”. At first Zhenya was very happy, but there were so many dolls that they immediately filled the entire yard, an alley, two streets and half the square. It was impossible to take a step without stepping on the doll. All around, can you imagine the noise five million talking dolls can make? And there were no fewer of them. And then these were only Moscow dolls. And dolls from Leningrad, Kharkov, Kyiv, Lvov and others Soviet cities We didn’t have time to reach it yet and were chattering like parrots along all the roads Soviet Union. Zhenya was even a little scared. But that was only the beginning. Balls, pellets, scooters, tricycles, tractors, cars, tanks, wedges, and guns rolled of their own accord behind the dolls. The jumpers crawled along the ground like snakes, getting underfoot and causing the nervous dolls to squeak even louder. Millions of toy planes, airships, and gliders flew through the air. Cotton paratroopers fell from the sky like tulips, hanging on telephone wires and trees. Traffic in the city stopped. The police officers climbed onto the lampposts and did not know what to do.
Enough, enough! - Zhenya screamed in horror, clutching her head. - Will! What are you, what are you! I don't need so many toys at all. I was joking. I'm afraid…
But it was not there! The toys kept falling down and falling down...
The whole city was already filled to the rooftops with toys.
Zhenya goes up the stairs - toys behind her. Zhenya is on the balcony - toys are behind her. Zhenya is in the attic - toys behind her. Zhenya jumped out onto the roof, quickly tore off a purple petal, threw it and quickly said:
Fly, fly, petal, Through the west to the east, Through the north, through the south, Come back, having made a circle. As soon as you touch the ground, It will be in my opinion.
They told them to quickly put the toys back into the stores.
And immediately all the toys disappeared. Zhenya looked at her seven-flowered flower and saw that there was only one petal left.
That's the thing! It turns out I spent six petals - and no pleasure. That is OK. I'll be smarter in the future. She went out into the street, walked and thought: “What else could I order? I’ll order myself, perhaps, two kilos of “bears.” No, two kilos of “transparent” ones are better. Or not... I’d rather do this: I’ll order half a kilo of “bears”, half a kilo of “transparent” ones, one hundred grams of halva, one hundred grams of nuts and also, wherever appropriate, one pink bagel for Pavlik. What's the point? Well, let’s say I order all this and eat it. And there will be nothing left. No, I tell myself I’d rather have a tricycle. But why? Well, I’ll go for a ride, and then what? What’s more, the boys will take it away. Perhaps they will beat you up! No. I'd rather buy myself a ticket to the cinema or to the circus. It's still fun there. Or maybe it would be better to order new sandals? Also no worse than a circus. Although, to be honest, what is the use of new sandals? You can order something else much better. The main thing is not to rush.”
Reasoning in this way, Zhenya suddenly saw an excellent boy sitting on a bench by the gate. He had big blue eyes, cheerful but quiet. The boy was very nice - it was immediately obvious that he was not a fighter, and Zhenya wanted to get to know him. The girl, without any fear, came so close to him that in each of his pupils she very clearly saw her face with two pigtails spread over her shoulders.
Boy, boy, what's your name?
Vitya. How are you?
Zhenya. Let's play tag?
I can not. I'm lame.
And Zhenya saw his foot in an ugly shoe with a very thick sole.
What a pity! - Zhenya said. - I really liked you, and I would be very happy to run with you.
I also really like you, and I would also be very happy to run with you, but, unfortunately, this is impossible. It's nothing you can do. This is for life.
Oh, what nonsense you are talking about, boy! - Zhenya exclaimed and took out her treasured seven-flowered flower from her pocket. - Look!
With these words, the girl carefully tore off the last blue petal, pressed it to her eyes for a minute, then unclenched her fingers and sang in a thin voice, trembling with happiness:
Fly, fly, petal, Through the west to the east, Through the north, through the south, Come back, having made a circle. As soon as you touch the ground, It will be in my opinion.
Tell Vitya to be healthy!
And at that very moment the boy jumped up from the bench, began playing tag with Zhenya and ran so well that the girl could not catch up with him, no matter how hard she tried.
The adventures of the girl Zhenya, as a result of which a magic flower falls into her hands. By tearing off one of the seven petals of a magical flower, you can make a wish.
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Valentin Kataev
FLOWER-SEMIFLOWER
There lived a girl, Zhenya. One day her mother sent her to the store to buy bagels. Zhenya bought seven bagels: two bagels with cumin for dad, two bagels with poppy seeds for mom, two bagels with sugar for herself and one small pink bagel for brother Pavlik. Zhenya took a bunch of bagels and went home. He walks around, yawns, reads signs, and the raven counts. Meanwhile, an unfamiliar dog came up behind me and ate all the bagels one after another: she ate my father’s with cumin, then my mother’s with poppy seeds, then Zhenya’s with sugar. Zhenya felt that the steering wheels had become too light. I turned around, but it was too late. The washcloth dangles empty, and the dog eats the last pink Pavlik lamb and licks its lips.
Oh, bad dog! - Zhenya shouted and rushed to catch up with her.
She ran and ran, but didn’t catch up with the dog, she just got lost. He sees that the place is completely unfamiliar, there are no big houses, but small houses. Zhenya got scared and cried. Suddenly, out of nowhere - an old woman.
Girl, girl, why are you crying?
Zhenya told the old lady everything.
The old lady took pity on Zhenya, brought her to her kindergarten and said:
It's okay, don't cry, I'll help you. True, I don’t have bagels and I don’t have any money either, but there is one flower growing in my garden, it’s called a seven-flowered flower, it can do anything. I know you are a good girl, even though you like to yawn around. I’ll give you a seven-flowered flower, it will arrange everything.
With these words, the old woman picked a very beautiful flower, like a chamomile, from the garden bed and gave it to the girl Zhenya. It had seven transparent petals, each a different color: yellow, red, green, blue, orange, violet and cyan.
This flower, said the old lady, is not simple. He can fulfill anything you want. To do this, you just need to tear off one of the petals, throw it and say:
Fly, fly, petal,
Through west to east,
Through the north, through the south,
Come back after making a circle.
As soon as you touch the ground -
To be in my opinion led.
Commanded that this or that should happen. And this will be done immediately.
Zhenya politely thanked the old woman, went out the gate and only then remembered that she did not know the way home. She wanted to return to the kindergarten and ask the old lady to accompany her to the nearest policeman, but neither the kindergarten nor the old lady had happened. What to do? Zhenya was about to cry, as usual, she even wrinkled her nose like an accordion, but suddenly she remembered about the treasured flower.
Come on, let's see what kind of seven-flowered flower this is!
Zhenya quickly tore off the yellow petal, threw it and said:
Fly, fly, petal,
Through west to east,
Through the north, through the south,
Come back after making a circle.
As soon as you touch the ground -
To be in my opinion led.
Tell me to be home with the bagels!
Before she had time to say this, at that very moment she found herself at home, and in her hands - a bunch of bagels!
Zhenya gave the bagels to her mother, and thought to herself: “This is truly a wonderful flower, it should definitely be put in the most beautiful vase!”
Zhenya was a very small girl, so she climbed onto a chair and reached for her mother’s favorite vase, which stood on the top shelf.
At this time, as luck would have it, crows flew outside the window. My wife, understandably, immediately wanted to know exactly how many crows there were - seven or eight. She opened her mouth and began to count, bending her fingers, and the vase flew down and - bam! - broke into small pieces.
You broke something again, dumbass! Bungler! - Mom shouted from the kitchen. - Isn’t it my favorite vase?
No, no, mommy, I didn't break anything. You heard it! - Zhenya shouted, and she quickly tore off the red petal, threw it and whispered:
Fly, fly, petal,
Through west to east,
Through the north, through the south,
Come back after making a circle.
As soon as you touch the ground -
To be in my opinion led.
Order that mother's favorite vase be made whole!
Before she had time to say this, the shards crawled towards each other and began to grow together.
Mom came running from the kitchen - lo and behold, her favorite vase was standing in its place as if nothing had happened. Mom, just in case, shook her finger at Zhenya and sent her for a walk in the yard.
Zhenya came into the yard, and there the boys were playing Papaninsky: they were sitting on old boards, and there was a stick stuck in the sand.
Boys, boys, come and play with me!
What did you want! Can't you see this is the North Pole? We don't take girls to the North Pole.
What kind of North Pole is this when it's just boards?
Not boards, but ice floes. Go away, don't bother me! We have just a strong compression.
So you don't accept it?
We don't accept. Leave!
And it's not necessary. I’ll be at the North Pole even without you now. Just not like yours, but a real one. And for you - a cat's tail!
Zhenya stepped aside, under the gate, took out the treasured seven-flowered flower, tore off a blue petal, threw it and said:
Fly, fly, petal,
Through west to east,
Through the north, through the south,
Come back after making a circle.
As soon as you touch the ground -
To be in my opinion led.
Order me to be at the North Pole right away!
Before she had time to say this, suddenly a whirlwind came out of nowhere, the sun disappeared, it became a terrible night, the earth began to spin under her feet like a top.
Zhenya, as she was in a summer dress with bare legs, found herself alone at the North Pole, and the frost there was a hundred degrees!
Ay, mommy, I'm freezing! - Zhenya screamed and began to cry, but the tears immediately turned into icicles and hung on her nose, like on a drainpipe. Meanwhile, seven polar bears came out from behind the ice floe and walked straight towards the girl, each more terrible than the other: the first is nervous, the second is angry, the third is wearing a beret, the fourth is shabby, the fifth is crumpled, the sixth is pockmarked, the seventh is the largest.
Not remembering herself from fear, Zhenya grabbed a seven-flowered flower with her icy fingers, tore out a green petal, threw it and screamed at the top of her lungs:
Fly, fly, petal,
Through west to east,
Through the north, through the south,
Come back after making a circle.
As soon as you touch the ground -
To be in my opinion led.
Tell me to immediately find myself back in our yard!
And at that very moment she found herself back in the yard. And the boys look at her and laugh:
Well, where is your North Pole?
I was there.
We have not seen. Prove it!
Look - I still have an icicle hanging.
This is not an icicle, but a cat's tail! What, did you take it?
Zhenya was offended and decided not to hang out with the boys anymore, but went to another yard to hang out with the girls. She came and saw that the girls had different toys. Some have a stroller, some have a ball, some have a jump rope, some have a tricycle, and one has a large talking doll in a doll's straw hat and doll's boots. Zhenya was annoyed. Even his eyes became yellow with envy, like a goat’s.
“Well,” he thinks, “I’ll show you now who has the toys!”
She took out a seven-flowered flower, tore off an orange petal, threw it and said:
Fly, fly, petal,
Through west to east,
Through the north, through the south,
Come back after making a circle.
As soon as you touch the ground -
To be in my opinion led.
Order that all the toys in the world be mine!
And at the same moment, out of nowhere, toys were thrown towards Zhenya from all sides.
The first, of course, were the dolls who came running, loudly batting their eyes and squealing without a break: “dad-mummy”, “dad-mummy”. At first Zhenya was very happy, but there were so many dolls that they immediately filled the entire yard, an alley, two streets and half the square. It was impossible to take a step without stepping on the doll. All around, can you imagine the noise five million talking dolls can make? And there were no fewer of them. And then these were only Moscow dolls. But the dolls from Leningrad, Kharkov, Kyiv, Lvov and other Soviet cities had not yet managed to reach them and were chattering like parrots along all the roads of the Soviet Union. Zhenya was even a little scared. But that was only the beginning. Balls, pellets, scooters, tricycles, tractors, cars, tanks, wedges, and guns rolled of their own accord behind the dolls. The jumpers crawled along the ground like snakes, getting underfoot and causing the nervous dolls to squeak even louder. Millions of toy planes, airships, and gliders flew through the air. Cotton paratroopers fell from the sky like tulips, hanging on telephone wires and trees. Traffic in the city stopped. The police officers climbed onto the lampposts and did not know what to do.
Enough, enough! - Zhenya screamed in horror, clutching her head. - Will! What are you, what are you! I don't need so many toys at all. I was joking. I'm afraid…
But it was not there! The toys kept falling down and falling down...
The whole city was already filled to the rooftops with toys.
Zhenya goes up the stairs - toys behind her. Zhenya is on the balcony - toys are behind her. Zhenya is in the attic - toys behind her. Zhenya jumped out onto the roof, quickly tore off a purple petal, threw it and quickly said:
Fly, fly, petal,
Through west to east,
Through the north, through the south,
Come back after making a circle.
As soon as you touch the ground -
To be in my opinion led.
They told them to quickly put the toys back into the stores.
And immediately all the toys disappeared. Zhenya looked at her seven-flowered flower and saw that there was only one petal left.
That's the thing! It turns out I spent six petals - and no pleasure. That is OK. I'll be smarter in the future. She went out into the street, walked and thought: “What else could I order? I’ll order myself, perhaps, two kilos of “bears.” No, two kilos of “transparent” ones are better. Or not... I’d rather do this: I’ll order half a kilo of “bears”, half a kilo of “transparent” ones, one hundred grams of halva, one hundred grams of nuts and also, wherever appropriate, one pink bagel for Pavlik. What's the point? Well, let’s say I order all this and eat it. And there will be nothing left. No, I tell myself I’d rather have a tricycle. But why? Well, I’ll go for a ride, and then what? What’s more, the boys will take it away. Perhaps they will beat you up! No. I'd rather buy myself a ticket to the cinema or to the circus. It's still fun there. Or maybe it would be better to order new sandals? Also no worse than a circus. Although, to be honest, what is the use of new sandals? You can order something else much better. The main thing is not to rush.”
Reasoning in this way, Zhenya suddenly saw an excellent boy sitting on a bench by the gate. He had big blue eyes, cheerful but quiet. The boy was very nice - it was immediately obvious that he was not a fighter, and Zhenya wanted to get to know him. The girl, without any fear, came so close to him that in each of his pupils she very clearly saw her face with two pigtails spread over her shoulders.
Boy, boy, what's your name?
Vitya. How are you?
Zhenya. Let's play tag?
I can not. I'm lame.
And Zhenya saw his foot in an ugly shoe with a very thick sole.
What a pity! - Zhenya said. - I really liked you, and I would be very happy to run with you.
I also really like you, and I would also be very happy to run with you, but, unfortunately, this is impossible. It's nothing you can do. This is for life.
Oh, what nonsense you are talking about, boy! - Zhenya exclaimed and took out her treasured seven-flowered flower from her pocket. - Look!
With these words, the girl carefully tore off the last blue petal, pressed it to her eyes for a minute, then unclenched her fingers and sang in a thin voice, trembling with happiness:
Fly, fly, petal,
Through west to east,
Through the north, through the south,
Come back after making a circle.
As soon as you touch the ground -
To be in my opinion led.
Tell Vitya to be healthy!
And at that very moment the boy jumped up from the bench, began playing tag with Zhenya and ran so well that the girl could not catch up with him, no matter how hard she tried.
The fairy tale Flower of Seven Flowers is a story about a girl who got the opportunity to fulfill her seven wishes. Read what came out of this and think about what is most important in life. A children's fairy tale, which is intended for children 7-10 years old, is useful for both children and adults to read and comprehend. Be sure to read the fairy tale online and discuss it with your child.
Read the fairy tale Tsvetik-Seven-Tsvetik
To console a girl who was lost in the city, a kind old woman gave her a wonderful flower. Its seven multi-colored petals could fulfill seven cherished desires. Zhenya stupidly used six petals for frivolous desires. She got what she wanted, but there was no benefit from it. When the last petal remained, the girl thought about how to use it with maximum benefit for myself. But Zhenya asked the seven-flowered flower to cure the boy who could not walk. The girl’s last wish made the boy Vitya happy and brought joy to Zhenya. You can read the fairy tale online on our website.
Analysis of the fairy tale Tsvetik-Seven-Tsvetik
The theme of searching for the meaning of life is revealed in the fairy tale through the image of the little girl Zhenya and her adventures. By being careless, the heroine misses her opportunity to get something useful from the magic flower. But at the end of the story, the girl commits a noble act. She uses the last petal to help a strange boy. What does the fairy tale Tsvetik the Seven Flowers teach? The fairy tale teaches compassion, mercy, prudence, generosity and humanity. The seven-flowered flower symbolizes life. If we set the right life guidelines, then each of its petals gives us the opportunity to get what we want to improve our lives and self-improvement.
Moral of the story Tsvetik-seventsvetik
If life gives us a chance, we need to use it wisely, for the benefit of ourselves and others. The main idea of the fairy tale, the seven-flowered flower, will definitely make everyone think about life priorities. It helps you understand that striving only for material values and personal gain means depriving yourself of something more, spiritual. What cherished wish will you ask the seven-flowered flower to fulfill?
Proverbs, sayings and fairy tale expressions
- To do good is to give people joy.
- Generosity of soul is the main virtue of a person.
There lived a girl, Zhenya. One day her mother sent her to the store to buy bagels. Zhenya bought seven bagels: two bagels with cumin for dad, two bagels with poppy seeds for mom, two bagels with sugar for herself and one small pink bagel for brother Pavlik. Zhenya took a bunch of bagels and went home. He walks around, yawns, reads signs, and the raven counts.
Meanwhile, an unfamiliar dog came up behind me and ate all the bagels one after another: first she ate my father’s with cumin, then my mother’s with poppy seeds, then Zhenya’s with sugar. Zhenya felt that the steering wheels had become too light. I turned around, but it was too late. The washcloth dangles empty, and the dog eats Pavlik’s last pink lamb and licks his lips.
- Oh, a harmful dog! - Zhenya shouted and rushed to catch up with her.
She ran and ran, but didn’t catch up with the dog, she just got lost. He sees a completely unfamiliar place. There are no big houses, but small houses. Zhenya got scared and cried. Suddenly, out of nowhere, the old lady:
- Girl, girl, why are you crying?
Zhenya told the old lady everything. The old lady took pity on Zhenya, brought her to her kindergarten and said:
- It’s okay, don’t cry, I’ll help you. True, I don’t have bagels and I don’t have any money either, but there is one flower growing in my garden, it’s called a “seven-flowered flower”, it can do anything. I know you are a good girl, even though you like to yawn around. I’ll give you a seven-flowered flower, it will arrange everything.
With these words, the old woman picked a very beautiful flower, like a chamomile, from the garden bed and gave it to the girl Zhenya. It had seven transparent petals, each a different color: yellow, red, green, blue, orange, violet and cyan.
“This flower,” said the old lady, “is not simple.” He can fulfill anything you want. To do this, you just need to tear off one of the petals, throw it and say:
- Fly, fly, petal,
Through west to east,
Through the north, through the south,
Come back after making a circle.
As soon as you touch the ground -
To be in my opinion led.
Commanded that this or that should happen. And this will be done immediately.
Zhenya politely thanked the old woman, went out the gate and only then remembered that she did not know the way home. She wanted to return to the kindergarten and ask the old lady to accompany her to the nearest policeman, but neither the kindergarten nor the old lady had happened.
What to do? Zhenya was about to cry, as usual, she even wrinkled her nose like an accordion, but suddenly she remembered about the treasured flower.
- Well, let’s see what kind of seven-flowered flower this is!
Zhenya quickly tore off the yellow petal, threw it and said:
- Fly, fly, petal,
Through west to east,
Through the north, through the south,
Come back after making a circle.
As soon as you touch the ground
To be in my opinion led.
Tell me to be home with the bagels!
Before she had time to say this, at that very moment she found herself at home, and in her hands - a bunch of bagels!
Zhenya gave the bagels to her mother, and thought to herself: “This is truly a wonderful flower, it should definitely be put in the most beautiful vase!”
Zhenya was a very small girl, so she climbed onto a chair and reached for her mother’s favorite vase, which stood on the top shelf. At this time, as luck would have it, crows flew outside the window. My wife, understandably, immediately wanted to know exactly how many crows there were - seven or eight? She opened her mouth and began to count, bending her fingers, and the vase flew down and - bam! - broke into small pieces.
- You broke something again, you bungler! - Mom shouted from the kitchen, “Isn’t it my favorite vase?”
- No, no, mommy, I didn’t break anything. You heard it! - Zhenya shouted, and she quickly tore off the red petal, threw it and whispered:
- Fly, fly, petal,
Through west to east,
Through the north, through the south,
Come back after making a circle.
As soon as you touch the ground
To be in my opinion led.
Order that mother's favorite vase be made whole!
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Before she had time to say this, the shards of their own accord crawled towards each other and began to grow together. Mom came running from the kitchen - lo and behold, her favorite vase was standing in its place as if nothing had happened. Mom, just in case, shook her finger at Zhenya and sent her for a walk in the yard.
Zhenya came into the yard, and there the boys were playing Papaninsky: they were sitting on old boards, and there was a stick stuck in the sand.
- Boys, come and play with me!
- What did you want! Can't you see this is the North Pole? We don't take girls to the North Pole.
- What kind of North Pole is this when it’s just boards?
- Not boards, but ice floes. Go away, don't bother me! We have just a strong compression.
- So you don’t accept it?
- We don’t accept it. Leave!
- And it’s not necessary. I’ll be at the North Pole even without you now. Just not like yours, but a real one. And for you - a cat's tail!
Zhenya stepped aside, under the gate, took out the treasured seven-flowered flower, tore off a blue petal, threw it and said:
- Fly, fly, petal,
Through west to east,
Through the north, through the south,
Come back after making a circle.
As soon as you touch the ground -
To be in my opinion led.
Tell me to be at the North Pole right now!
Before she had time to say this, suddenly, out of nowhere, a whirlwind came, the sun disappeared, it became a terrible night, the earth began to spin under her feet like a top.
Zhenya, as she was, in a summer dress, with bare legs, found herself alone at the North Pole, and the frost there was a hundred degrees!
- Oh, mommy, I'm freezing! - Zhenya screamed and began to cry, but the tears immediately turned into icicles and hung on her nose, like on a drainpipe.
Meanwhile, seven polar bears came out from behind the ice floe and walked straight towards the girl, each more terrible than the other: the first is nervous, the second is angry, the third is wearing a beret, the fourth is shabby, the fifth is crumpled, the sixth is pockmarked, the seventh is the largest.
Not remembering herself from fear, Zhenya grabbed with her icy fingers seven-flowered flower, tore out a green petal, threw it and screamed at the top of her lungs:
- Fly, fly, petal,
Through west to east,
Through the north, through the south,
Come back after making a circle.
As soon as you touch the ground -
To be in my opinion led.
Tell me to immediately find myself back in our yard!
And at that very moment she found herself back in the yard. And the boys look at her and laugh:
- Well, where is your North Pole?
- I was there.
- We have not seen. Prove it!
- Look - I still have an icicle hanging.
- This is not an icicle, but a cat's tail! What, did you take it?
Zhenya was offended and decided not to hang out with the boys anymore, but went to another yard to hang out with the girls. She came and saw that the girls had different toys. Some have a stroller, some have a ball, some have a jump rope, some have a tricycle, and one has a large talking doll in a doll's straw hat and doll's galoshes. Zhenya was annoyed. Even his eyes became yellow with envy, like a goat’s.
“Well,” he thinks, “I’ll show you now who has the toys!”
She took out a seven-flowered flower, tore off an orange petal, threw it and said:
- Fly, fly, petal,
Through west to east,
Through the north, through the south,
Come back after making a circle.
As soon as you touch the ground -
To be in my opinion led.
Order that all the toys in the world be mine!
And at that same moment, out of nowhere, toys were thrown towards Zhenya from all sides.
The first, of course, were the dolls who came running, loudly batting their eyes and squealing without a break: “dad-mummy”, “dad-mummy”. Zhenya was very happy at first, but the dolls
there turned out to be so many that they immediately filled the entire yard, an alley, two streets and half the square. It was impossible to take a step without stepping on the doll. Nothing was heard around except the chatter of puppets. Can you imagine the noise five million talking dolls can make? And there were no fewer of them. And then these were only Moscow dolls. But the dolls from Leningrad, Kharkov, Kyiv, Lvov and other Soviet cities had not yet managed to reach them and were chattering like parrots along all the roads of the Soviet Union. Zhenya was even a little scared. But that was only the beginning.
Balls, pellets, scooters, tricycles, tractors, cars, tanks, wedges, and guns rolled of their own accord behind the dolls. The jumpers crawled along the ground like snakes, getting underfoot and causing the nervous dolls to squeak even louder.
Millions of toy planes, airships, and gliders flew through the air. Cotton paratroopers fell from the sky like tulips, hanging on telephone wires and trees. Traffic in the city stopped. The police officers climbed onto the lampposts and did not know what to do.
- Enough, enough! — Zhenya screamed in horror, clutching her head. “It will!”
What are you, what are you! I don't need so many toys at all. I was joking. I'm afraid...
But it was not there! The toys kept falling down and falling down. The Soviet ones ended, the American ones began. The whole city was already filled to the rooftops with toys. Zhenya goes up the stairs - toys behind her. Zhenya is on the balcony with toys behind her. Zhenya is in the attic - toys behind her. Zhenya jumped out onto the roof, quickly tore off a purple petal, threw it and quickly said:
- Fly, fly, petal,
Through west to east,
Through the north, through the south,
Come back after making a circle.
As soon as you touch the ground -
To be in my opinion led.
Tell them to quickly put the toys back in the stores!
And immediately all the toys disappeared.
Zhenya looked at her seven-flowered flower and saw that there was only one petal left.
- That's the thing! It turns out I spent six petals, and no pleasure. That is OK. I'll be smarter in the future.
She went outside, walked and thought:
“What else could I still order? I’ll tell myself, perhaps, two kilos of “bears.” No, two kilos of “transparent” ones are better. Or not... I’d rather do this: I’ll order half a kilo of “bears”, half a kilo of “transparent” ones, one hundred grams of halva, one hundred grams of nuts and also, where appropriate, one pink bagel for Pavlik. What's the point? Well, let’s say I order all this and eat it. And there will be nothing left. No, I tell myself I’d rather have a tricycle. But why? Well, I’ll go for a ride, and then what? What’s more, the boys will take it away. Perhaps they will beat you up! No. I'd rather buy myself a ticket to the cinema or to the circus. It's still fun there. Or maybe it would be better to order new sandals? Also no worse than a circus. Although, to tell the truth, what is the use of new sandals?! You can order something else much better. The main thing is not to rush.”
Reasoning in this way, Zhenya suddenly saw an excellent boy sitting on a bench by the gate. He had big blue eyes, cheerful but quiet. The boy was very nice—it was immediately obvious that he was not a fighter—and Zhenya wanted to get to know him. The girl, without any fear, came so close to him that in each of his pupils she very clearly saw her face with two pigtails spread over her shoulders.
- Boy, boy, what's your name?
- Vitya. How are you?
- Zhenya. Let's play tag?
- I can not. I'm lame.
And Zhenya saw his foot in an ugly shoe with a very thick sole.
- What a pity! - said Zhenya. “I really liked you, and I would be very happy to run with you.”
“I like you too, and I would also be very happy to run with you, but, unfortunately, this is impossible.” It's nothing you can do. This is for life.
- Oh, what nonsense you are talking about, boy! - Zhenya exclaimed and took out her treasured seven-flowered flower from her pocket. - Look!
With these words, the girl carefully tore off the last blue petal, pressed it to her eyes for a moment, then unclenched her fingers and sang in a thin voice, trembling with happiness:
- Fly, fly, petal,
Through west to east,
Through the north, through the south,
Come back after making a circle.
As soon as you touch the ground
To be in my opinion led.
Tell Vitya to be healthy
And at that very moment the boy jumped up from the bench, began playing tag with Zhenya and ran so well that the girl could not catch up with him, no matter how hard she tried.
There lived a girl, Zhenya. One day her mother sent her to the store to buy bagels. Zhenya bought seven bagels: two bagels with cumin for dad, two bagels with poppy seeds for mom, two bagels with sugar for herself and one small pink bagel for brother Pavlik. Zhenya took a bunch of bagels and went home. He walks around, yawns, reads signs, and the raven counts. Meanwhile, an unfamiliar dog came up behind me and ate all the bagels one after another: she ate my father’s with cumin, then my mother’s with poppy seeds, then Zhenya’s with sugar.
Zhenya felt that the steering wheels had become too light. I turned around, but it was too late. The washcloth dangles empty, and the dog eats the last pink Pavlik lamb and licks its lips.
Oh, bad dog! - Zhenya shouted and rushed to catch up with her.
She ran and ran, but didn’t catch up with the dog, she just got lost. He sees that the place is completely unfamiliar, there are no big houses, but small houses. Zhenya got scared and cried. Suddenly, out of nowhere - an old woman.
Girl, girl, why are you crying?
Zhenya told the old lady everything.
The old lady took pity on Zhenya, brought her to her kindergarten and said:
It's okay, don't cry, I'll help you. True, I don’t have bagels and I don’t have any money either, but there is one flower growing in my garden, it’s called a seven-flowered flower, it can do anything. I know you are a good girl, even though you like to yawn around. I’ll give you a seven-flowered flower, it will arrange everything.
With these words, the old woman picked a very beautiful flower, like a chamomile, from the garden bed and gave it to the girl Zhenya. It had seven transparent petals, each a different color: yellow, red, green, blue, orange, violet and cyan.
This flower, said the old lady, is not simple. He can fulfill anything you want. To do this, you just need to tear off one of the petals, throw it and say:
Fly, fly, petal,
Through west to east,
Through the north, through the south,
Come back after making a circle.
As soon as you touch the ground -
To be in my opinion led.
Commanded that this or that should happen. And this will be done immediately.
Zhenya politely thanked the old woman, went out the gate and only then remembered that she did not know the way home. She wanted to return to the kindergarten and ask the old lady to accompany her to the nearest policeman, but neither the kindergarten nor the old lady had happened. What to do? Zhenya was about to cry, as usual, she even wrinkled her nose like an accordion, but suddenly she remembered about the treasured flower.
Come on, let's see what kind of seven-flowered flower this is!
Zhenya quickly tore off the yellow petal, threw it and said:
Fly, fly, petal,
Through west to east,
Through the north, through the south,
Come back after making a circle.
As soon as you touch the ground -
To be in my opinion led.
Tell me to be home with the bagels!
Before she had time to say this, at that very moment she found herself at home, and in her hands - a bunch of bagels!
Zhenya gave the bagels to her mother, and thought to herself: “This is truly a wonderful flower, it should definitely be put in the most beautiful vase!”
Zhenya was a very small girl, so she climbed onto a chair and reached for her mother’s favorite vase, which stood on the top shelf.
At this time, as luck would have it, crows flew outside the window. My wife, understandably, immediately wanted to know exactly how many crows there were - seven or eight. She opened her mouth and began to count, bending her fingers, and the vase flew down and - bam! - broke into small pieces.
You broke something again, dumbass! Bungler! - Mom shouted from the kitchen. - Isn’t it my favorite vase?
No, no, mommy, I didn't break anything. You heard it! - Zhenya shouted, and she quickly tore off the red petal, threw it and whispered:
Fly, fly, petal,
Through west to east,
Through the north, through the south,
Come back after making a circle.
As soon as you touch the ground -
To be in my opinion led.
Order that mother's favorite vase be made whole!
Before she had time to say this, the shards crawled towards each other and began to grow together.
Mom came running from the kitchen - lo and behold, her favorite vase was standing in its place as if nothing had happened. Mom, just in case, shook her finger at Zhenya and sent her for a walk in the yard.
Zhenya came into the yard, and there the boys were playing Papaninsky: they were sitting on old boards, and there was a stick stuck in the sand.
Boys, boys, come and play with me!
What did you want! Can't you see this is the North Pole? We don't take girls to the North Pole.
What kind of North Pole is this when it's just boards?
Not boards, but ice floes. Go away, don't bother me! We have just a strong compression.
So you don't accept it?
We don't accept. Leave!
And it's not necessary. I’ll be at the North Pole even without you now. Just not like yours, but a real one. And for you - a cat's tail!
Zhenya stepped aside, under the gate, took out the treasured seven-flowered flower, tore off a blue petal, threw it and said:
Fly, fly, petal,
Through west to east,
Through the north, through the south,
Come back after making a circle.
As soon as you touch the ground -
To be in my opinion led.
Order me to be at the North Pole right away!
Before she had time to say this, suddenly a whirlwind came out of nowhere, the sun disappeared, it became a terrible night, the earth began to spin under her feet like a top.
Zhenya, as she was in a summer dress with bare legs, found herself alone at the North Pole, and the frost there was a hundred degrees!
Ay, mommy, I'm freezing! - Zhenya screamed and began to cry, but the tears immediately turned into icicles and hung on her nose, like on a drainpipe. Meanwhile, seven polar bears came out from behind the ice floe and walked straight towards the girl, each more terrible than the other: the first is nervous, the second is angry, the third is wearing a beret, the fourth is shabby, the fifth is crumpled, the sixth is pockmarked, the seventh is the largest.
Not remembering herself from fear, Zhenya grabbed a seven-flowered flower with her icy fingers, tore out a green petal, threw it and screamed at the top of her lungs:
Fly, fly, petal,
Through west to east,
Through the north, through the south,
Come back after making a circle.
As soon as you touch the ground -
To be in my opinion led.
Tell me to immediately find myself back in our yard!
And at that very moment she found herself back in the yard. And the boys look at her and laugh:
Well, where is your North Pole?
I was there.
We have not seen. Prove it!
Look - I still have an icicle hanging.
This is not an icicle, but a cat's tail! What, did you take it?
Zhenya was offended and decided not to hang out with the boys anymore, but went to another yard to hang out with the girls.
She came and saw that the girls had different toys. Some have a stroller, some have a ball, some have a jump rope, some have a tricycle, and one has a large talking doll in a doll's straw hat and doll's boots. Zhenya was annoyed. Even his eyes became yellow with envy, like a goat’s.
“Well,” he thinks, “I’ll show you now who has the toys!”
She took out a seven-flowered flower, tore off an orange petal, threw it and said:
Fly, fly, petal,
Through west to east,
Through the north, through the south,
Come back after making a circle.
As soon as you touch the ground -
To be in my opinion led.
Order that all the toys in the world be mine!
And at the same moment, out of nowhere, toys were thrown towards Zhenya from all sides.
The first, of course, were the dolls who came running, loudly batting their eyes and squealing without a break: “dad-mummy”, “dad-mummy”. At first Zhenya was very happy, but there were so many dolls that they immediately filled the entire yard, an alley, two streets and half the square. It was impossible to take a step without stepping on the doll. All around, can you imagine the noise five million talking dolls can make? And there were no fewer of them. And then these were only Moscow dolls. But the dolls from Leningrad, Kharkov, Kyiv, Lvov and other Soviet cities had not yet managed to reach them and were chattering like parrots along all the roads of the Soviet Union. Zhenya was even a little scared. But that was only the beginning. Balls, pellets, scooters, tricycles, tractors, cars, tanks, wedges, and guns rolled of their own accord behind the dolls. The jumpers crawled along the ground like snakes, getting underfoot and causing the nervous dolls to squeak even louder. Millions of toy planes, airships, and gliders flew through the air. Cotton paratroopers fell from the sky like tulips, hanging on telephone wires and trees. Traffic in the city stopped. The police officers climbed onto the lampposts and did not know what to do.
Enough, enough! - Zhenya screamed in horror, clutching her head. - Will! What are you, what are you! I don't need so many toys at all. I was joking. I'm afraid…
But it was not there! The toys kept falling down and falling down...
The whole city was already filled to the rooftops with toys.
Zhenya goes up the stairs - toys behind her. Zhenya is on the balcony - toys are behind her. Zhenya is in the attic - toys behind her. Zhenya jumped out onto the roof, quickly tore off a purple petal, threw it and quickly said:
Fly, fly, petal,
Through west to east,
Through the north, through the south,
Come back after making a circle.
As soon as you touch the ground -
To be in my opinion led.
They told them to quickly put the toys back into the stores.
And immediately all the toys disappeared. Zhenya looked at her seven-flowered flower and saw that there was only one petal left.
That's the thing! It turns out I spent six petals - and no pleasure. That is OK. I'll be smarter in the future. She went out into the street, walked and thought: “What else could I order? I’ll order myself, perhaps, two kilos of “bears.” No, two kilos of “transparent” ones are better. Or not... I’d rather do this: I’ll order half a kilo of “bears”, half a kilo of “transparent” ones, one hundred grams of halva, one hundred grams of nuts and also, wherever appropriate, one pink bagel for Pavlik. What's the point? Well, let’s say I order all this and eat it. And there will be nothing left. No, I tell myself I’d rather have a tricycle. But why? Well, I’ll go for a ride, and then what? What’s more, the boys will take it away. Perhaps they will beat you up! No. I'd rather buy myself a ticket to the cinema or to the circus. It's still fun there. Or maybe it would be better to order new sandals? Also no worse than a circus. Although, to be honest, what is the use of new sandals? You can order something else much better. The main thing is not to rush.”
Reasoning in this way, Zhenya suddenly saw an excellent boy sitting on a bench by the gate. He had big blue eyes, cheerful but quiet. The boy was very nice - it was immediately obvious that he was not a fighter, and Zhenya wanted to get to know him. The girl, without any fear, came so close to him that in each of his pupils she very clearly saw her face with two pigtails spread over her shoulders.
Boy, boy, what's your name?
Vitya. How are you?
Zhenya. Let's play tag?
I can not. I'm lame.
And Zhenya saw his foot in an ugly shoe with a very thick sole.
What a pity! - Zhenya said. - I really liked you, and I would be very happy to run with you.
I also really like you, and I would also be very happy to run with you, but, unfortunately, this is impossible. It's nothing you can do. This is for life.
Oh, what nonsense you are talking about, boy! - Zhenya exclaimed and took out her treasured seven-flowered flower from her pocket. - Look!
With these words, the girl carefully tore off the last blue petal, pressed it to her eyes for a minute, then unclenched her fingers and sang in a thin voice, trembling with happiness:
Fly, fly, petal,
Through west to east,
Through the north, through the south,
Come back after making a circle.
As soon as you touch the ground -
To be in my opinion led.
Tell Vitya to be healthy!
And at that very moment the boy jumped up from the bench, began playing tag with Zhenya and ran so well that the girl could not catch up with him, no matter how hard she tried.
