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Old ship

Once upon a time there lived an old ship, so old that all its sides were rusty and ached mercilessly, and its voice became so hoarse that it could no longer hum. The entire crew loved their Ship very much, constantly repairing it, repainting it, sewing up holes, and cleaning pipes. Over the past three years he has only gone to sea once, and only for a short distance. Just walked along the coast from one port to another to transport some cargo. They didn’t strain him too much, but they couldn’t part with him either. Although the strict naval authorities have long been talking about its decommissioning.

He was very worried about this and often cried at night. Therefore, when the sailors came in the morning, yesterday's patches were again covered with rust, and some even fell off completely. The sailors did not understand anything and again mended, patched and tinted his poor sides. Most of all the ship loved the Captain, almost as old as himself. The Captain had a bad heart and was constantly taking some kind of pills, because recently he had some kind of grief, which he never spoke about on board the ship, not wanting to upset him even more.

One night, when only the sailors on watch remained on the Ship, he felt some movement in his hold. Looking there with his inner eye, he saw hordes of rats that were somehow moving too quickly towards the exit. Then he realized that this was the end, because everyone knows that the rats leave the ship before its death. He had one acquaintance, a rat, who gave him less trouble than others. He asked her to gnaw through the ropes and make sure that the sailors left the ship at least for a while (although he knew that this was almost impossible).

There were two sailors on the ship and the rats, after consulting, did not find anything better than to throw one of them overboard. The second one began to run around the deck in a panic, screaming, calling for help, throwing all the life preservers into the water, and then he himself jumped to save his drowning comrade. At this moment, the ship, whose ropes had already been chewed by rats, slowly began to move away from the shore. His plan was to move further out to sea and drown himself there. He turned on the engines himself, set the course himself and gave himself the command “Full speed ahead!” He learned all this over many years of sailing with people. Both sailors looked in bewilderment at the retreating ship, not daring to swim close to it, since they could be sucked in by the propellers and they would die.

And the ship was rapidly picking up speed. The salty wind, mixed with splashes, whipped him on the sides and a certain feeling of freedom filled him from the hold to the tip of the mast. The sea was calm and gentle. The stars in the dark sky formed like an arrow, showing the ship the way. Having reached almost the middle of the sea, it seemed to him that he was ready to turn off the engine and go to the bottom. But then suddenly, out of nowhere, a school of dolphins swam up to him and began to ask for help. They squealed so much that the ship could hardly understand that some child was in trouble not far away. He, of course, abandoned his selfish plans and hurried to the aid of a stranger. The dolphins showed him the way, and the star arrow seemed to confirm it.

Suddenly the ship saw something like land ahead. Either a small island, or an atoll, or just a piece of land sticking out in the middle of the sea. The dolphins said that this was exactly the place where they called him. Swimming closer to the shore, he saw that a small boy was lying near the water and was almost not breathing. The most important thing now was to drag the baby on board the ship. But how can this be done if the dolphins have no hands, and even more so the ship? Dolphins, wise animals, turned the boy on his back and carefully lowered him into the water. One of the dolphins carefully swam under his back and, supported on the sides by a couple more dolphins, hurried to the ship, which, because of the shallows, could not come close to the shore. Without thinking twice, the ship lowered the boat into the water, into which the dolphins transferred the boy, and lifted it aboard again. Someone had forgotten a warm blanket in the boat, which came in handy just now.

The ship quickly turned around and started the engines, which had not yet cooled down, and rushed back to its friends who remained on the shore, to its Captain. He hoped that people would save the boy if he got there in time. The return journey seemed three times faster to him. And now the lights of their native port began to flicker in the distance. The ship sounded its horn for joy, and what is most surprising, the sound turned out to be loud and clear, as it was in its first years of life. Out of amazement, the ship now sounded its horn constantly in order to enjoy the “heavenly music” again and again.

The closer he came to the shore, the more clearly he saw people running along the pier in confusion, waving their arms, shouting something, there was a strange expression on all their faces, as if they had all seen something strange and incomprehensible. Suddenly, among all the faces, he saw his captain, with tears streaming down his cheeks. “What happened? Is it really because of me that there is such a commotion?” the ship thought. It docked and the sailors immediately jumped on board, ran to the boat, took the boy out of it, and handed him over to the shore, where doctors and ambulances were already standing. The doctors put the boy on a stretcher, examined him, and one doctor said that if it had been a little more, he would not have survived, but now there is hope for salvation. The car doors slammed and the boy was taken to the hospital.

The ship felt so tired and happy that he had time that it was not immediately that the conversations of the sailors began to reach him. It was only when the Captain came on board, knelt down and began kissing the deck that he was very surprised. And the Captain, through tears, thanked God that his grandson remained alive and his ship also remained alive, and even looked fifty years younger. Not understanding anything, he looked into the surface of the water and saw that he was not that old piece of junk that had gone into the sea to drown, but a new, sparkling ship, which had no pain, and which had not yet been touched by rust or rats. As soon as he remembered the rats, they immediately appeared. They headed into the hold in an even formation. Only one of his barn rat acquaintances lingered at the entrance and told him that the Captain almost went crazy when he did not see the ship in its place, and the sailors told him with fear that they saw its retreating stern. Just recently, the Captain's grandson disappeared. He sent him out to sea on a yacht to go with his friends and they disappeared. True, after a while all the friends returned and said that the yacht sank, and they were picked up by a passing ship. Only the Captain's grandson remained unfound. And then his good old Ship left somewhere without permission, without telling anyone. There was something to go crazy about. But everyone experienced an even greater shock today, when some Ship from afar began sending sound signals: “The boy is in the boat!” No one except the Captain recognized the old Ship.

The boy was rescued in the hospital, and when he grew up, he became the same captain as his grandfather. And guess what ship he's on?

Don’t forget that until July 17, fairy tales are being accepted for the summer sea stage of the fairytale project. To be honest, I am very worried that there are practically no fairy tales yet. After all! But summer is summer. I don’t even know what to do yet.

Fairy tales for the project do not have to be complex and full of adventure. It could be a simple fairy tale like mine.

A fairy tale about a boat that didn't listen to its mother

In one quiet bay there lived a small boat with its mother. Every morning the little boat set out for a walk. He swam past the lighthouse, past a lonely rock, beyond the pearl island, to the mermaid's depths, and then returned home.

Every morning, mom warned the little boat not to swim further than the mermaid’s depths, as invisible underwater reefs began there. The ship always promised his mother not to do this, although in his heart he really, really wanted to sail further and see what interesting things there were.

And then one morning the little boat said goodbye to its mother and went for a walk.

- Remember, little boat, don’t swim beyond the mermaid’s depths! - his mother admonished him.

- Of course, mommy! - answered the small boat.

As always, that morning he swam past the lighthouse, past a lonely rock, beyond the pearl island, to the mermaid's depths, but then he did not turn back, but moved on. He decided that he would be very careful not to run into the reef. Moreover, the weather was beautiful, the water was calm and clear, you could see colorful small fish darting at the bottom between the stones.

The boat sailed, sailed, admired the sea, the blue sky and the seagulls that flew under the clouds. The boat completely forgot to be careful and, unfortunately, ran into an underwater reef. The reef punched a small hole in the ship's hull, and water began to flow in.

- Help, help! - the boat began to call for help, although there was no one around except the seagulls. And those are too high.

But the boat was lucky; it was so quiet and windless that the seagulls heard it and came down.

- How to be?! What to do?! - they shouted. “We are so small and weak compared to you that we cannot help you.”

Then the biggest and wisest seagull came up with an idea.

- I'll be back soon! - she said, and quickly disappeared into the distance.

A few minutes later the seagull returned, and after it, a whale swam across the sea, deftly maneuvering between the reefs, despite its size. How happy the boat was!

-Who's in trouble here? - the whale snorted.

The whale ordered the seagulls to show the way, and he himself began to push the boat with his huge nose. They swam to the mermaid's depths, then passed a lonely rock to the pearl island, and saw a lighthouse in front of them. And next to the lighthouse, the mother ship was already waiting for them. She was very worried that the small ship was still missing, and was about to sail in search.

As soon as the mother ship saw the small boat, the whale and the seagulls, she immediately understood what had happened. She did not scold her naughty son, because she saw that he himself was scared and now would never disobey her again.

Soon the mother ship and the little boat were in their cozy cove. Having thanked the whale and the seagulls, they immediately sent for a craftsman, who patched up the hole in the ship's skin. After a few days, the little boat could go for a walk again, but now he remembered his mother’s advice well, and never sailed so far again.

Maria Shkurina

P.S. I told a fairy tale, and Sonechka said to me: “To be honest, I would have done the same thing, like the little boat, I didn’t listen to my mother.” It's good that at least it's honest)))

V. G. Kvashin

At first the sea was empty. Only the Master of the Sea and his wife lived at the bottom. The owner of the sea arranged the entire sea: now he will make some kind of shoal, now an island, now he will invent a current. And the wife just sits and sits. One day the wife says:
- I'm bored. You are always doing something, inventing things, but I have nothing to do.
The Master of the Sea thought and decided to give his wife a gift. Created fish.
- Here's some fish for you. You will be the Mistress of the Pisces. Herd them, look after them, breed them, whatever you want. It will be more and more fun.

The wife was delighted and began to fish. Three days later he says:
- You invented fish. How will I breed them if they have nothing to eat?
“It’s true, I forgot about it,” answers the Master of the Sea.
I thought about it and created small crustaceans, crabs, shells, and various algae and planted them on the bottom.
- Let the fish eat this.

The wife was satisfied and went to breed fish. A little time passed, the wife again asked her husband:
- You made different crustaceans, but what will they eat?
The Master of the Sea thought - indeed, it was a mistake. I looked - there were no crustaceans at the bottom. I decided to feed everyone at once, and came up with whales and seals.
- Let the crustaceans eat whales and seals when they die and fall to the bottom. These animals are big, there are enough crustaceans for everyone!

After some time, the Mistress of the Fishes came to her husband again.
- Why are you unhappy again? - asks the Master of the Sea. - I created fish for you, food for them - I made all kinds of crustaceans, I came up with food for crustaceans - let them eat dead whales. What else are you missing?
“You came up with everything well,” says the wife. - But what will these huge whales and seals eat?
The Master of the Sea thought. Indeed, whales and seals have nothing to eat. It is impossible to create other animals - there is nowhere to house them, and so the sea is already full of all kinds of living creatures. He thought and thought and came up with an idea.
- Let the whales eat crustaceans, the seals eat fish, the fish eat crustaceans, algae and shells, and let the various crustaceans eat dead whales, seals and fish. This way everyone will be full.
- You're so smart! - said the Mistress of Fish. - It’s not for nothing that you are the Master of the Sea! Now there is food for everyone at sea.

"The Tale of How the Goldfish Saved the Sea"
Ecological fairy tale for children 5-7 years old.


Target: the formation of an idea of ​​the patterns in nature, that a violation of natural patterns can lead to an environmental disaster.

Tasks:
- carrying out preventive work to prevent pollution of water bodies;
- expanding the horizons of pupils; development of oral speech;
- fostering love for nature; compassion for all living things.

"The Tale of How the Goldfish Saved the Sea"
(The publication uses illustrations by I. Esaulov)
In the underwater Kingdom of the Blue-Green State, there lived a Goldfish. She was very cheerful, such an entertainer that it’s hard to imagine! Either she decides to play with a ray of sunshine, or she decides to make multi-colored pyramids out of sea pebbles... I’m never bored.

And the Golden Fish had friends - Medusa, Crab and Turtle.
They all loved their home – the sea. After all, at the bottom of the sea they had so many interesting things: pink and bright red corals grew everywhere, as if outlandish trees, mother-of-pearl shells lay here and there, preserving their beautiful pearls. Once a year, all the shells opened their doors and showed the underwater world their wealth - pearls, and after that, having heard enough of the enthusiastic exclamations of the audience, the shells again hid the pearls in their mother-of-pearl chests for the whole year.

But one morning a big disaster happened to the inhabitants of the Underwater Kingdom. The sea inhabitants were enjoying a beautiful summer morning, when a huge shadow lay on the bottom of the sea.

Jellyfish:
-What's happened? What's happened?


Crab:
-This is an oil tanker floating above us.


Turtle:
-Oh, Crab, how smart you are! What is a tanker? And why is it called “oil”?


Crab:
-And this is a ship that transports oil from one place to another.

Jellyfish:
-Oh, here it is... Well, what is it that flows out of it and spreads out like a black spot, blocking the sky and the sun from us?

Crab:
-Oh, what a horror, but this is a leak on the ship, that is, a hole has formed somewhere - a hole from which oil is leaking. Soon we will all die!

Turtle:
-Don’t joke like that, Crab!..

Crab:
- Yes, I’m not kidding, oil is very oily, it will cover the surface of the water with a greasy film and air will stop flowing into our water. And we will all suffocate!

Jellyfish:
-What? What do we do?

Crab:
-I don't know…

Turtle:
-But I know! On the other side of the sea there is a Pink Shell. It contains magical bacteria - tiny creatures that can eat an oil slick. This is a real treat for them! And here's another thing - today is the day when all the sea shells open their doors!

Gold fish:
-I’ll immediately swim for the Pink Shell, because I swim faster than all of you! And we will save our home - the sea!

And the brave Golden Fish set off on a journey, with great difficulty she found that very treasured Pink Shell and brought it home!

The unfortunate friends were already barely alive... They gasped for air with their tiny mouths and felt completely bad. The pink pearl released bacteria into the water and they quickly dealt with the nasty oil slick! The sun shone again, and even the clouds in the blue sky became visible to the inhabitants of the underwater Kingdom! Everyone breathed freely!

And the Golden Fish was the most happy, because she helped save her such a beautiful and beloved underwater world from destruction!


After reading the story, you can ask questions:
- Why did the sea inhabitants almost die?
- How did the sad events of the fairy tale make you feel?
- Name the rules of behavior on reservoirs.

Leaves were flying, the wind was humming... The hedgehog left his house with a rocker over his shoulder and went to the spring.
The water in the spring was blue, cold and shone like a mirror. A sad Hedgehog looked at the Hedgehog from the water and said:
- Hedgehog, Hedgehog, why did you come?
“For water,” said the Hedgehog, who was sitting on the shore.

- Why do you need water?
- I’ll do the sea.
- Why do you need the sea?
“I’ll have my own sea: I’ll wake up and it’s noisy, I’ll fall asleep and it’ll move!”
-Where are your ships?
- What ships?
- How? Ships must sail on the sea.
“That’s right,” thought the Hedgehog, who was sitting on the shore. “I forgot about the ships.” He stood up, hooked the buckets onto the yoke; jumped out here
Squirrel.


“Squirrel,” said the Hedgehog, “where can I get ships?”
- What ships?
- You see, winter is coming, and I’m still alone... It’s boring!
-And you take a thread and a needle. When you wake up, thread the needle and pull it out. So the day will pass.
- No, I will have the sea! I wake up, and it’s making noise, I turn from side to side, and it’s moving!
- So, you have the sea, and everyone else has to thread a needle and pull it out? Look for your ships yourself! - and ran away.

The hedgehog entered the house, poured water into the tub and went out into the autumn forest. Little Bear was sitting on the porch.
- Where can I get ships, Little Bear?
“Where can I get them?” Little Bear was surprised. “In the forest?... Why do you need them?”
- You see - it's boring!
- Go to bed. Here I am, now I’ll go to bed, and in the spring I’ll wake up.

An old wolf was wandering in the forest with a tattered boot in his paw.
“What do you have, Wolf?” asked the Hedgehog.
- Boot. - The wolf stopped.
- What for?
- I’ll blow up the samovar, crush the cones, make some tea, and-and...- Wolf
He narrowed his eyes sweetly. “Do you want to drink tea with me?”
- I can’t: I need ships...
- What ships?
- Marine. You see, winter is coming, and I will have the sea, and ships must sail on the sea.

“Ships...” the Wolf said dreamily. “Here!” he handed the boot to the Hedgehog. He bent down and made a boat from a sliver of a maple leaf.
- Oh! - Hedgehog gasped. - Real! But I... still need it.
And the Wolf made two more boats.
- Thank you, Volchenka! If you are bored, come to me. Let's sit down and look at the sea, at the ships... Will you come?
“I’ll come,” the Wolf promised. He took the boot and hobbled further.


And the Hedgehog found an old burdock, put three boats on it and, as if on a tray, took it to his home.
A light wind blew, the sails inflated, and first the Hedgehog ran after the burdock, and then, before he knew it, he flew off.
“Ah-ah!” shouted the Hedgehog.
It’s hard to even imagine such a picture, but that’s how it all happened: the Hedgehog held a burdock in front of him, boats raced along the burdock, like on green waves, and after this green sea the Hedgehog flew through the air.


He wasn't even scared. Just for the sake of order, he shouted: “A-ah!”, because he had not yet had to fly over the forest, but then he got used to it and began to sing.
“La-la! La-la!” sang the Hedgehog.
And then a terrible Crow appeared in the sky.
Wow, how she croaked!
Wow, what disgusting clawed paws and ominous beak she had!
“Karrr!” shouted the Crow. “Shame!” Hedgehog in the sky!


And the Hedgehog flew across the sky, clinging to the green sea along which the ships were rushing. He pressed his head into his shoulders, but did not let go of the sea, and he did the right thing, because the wind died down, and when the Crow had completely caught up with them, the Hedgehog with his boats landed straight on
the threshold of your home.
As soon as he found himself on the ground, the Crow pulled back, shouted: “Karrr!” and flew away, cawing, into the empty sky.
And the Hedgehog raised the ships and entered the house.



What he saw made him so happy that he immediately forgot the fear he had experienced: near the tub of water, swaying in the sun andexposing his light heads to the sea breeze, two tall palm trees grew, and on the very top of the one that was closer to the surf, sat
a very tiny, but absolutely alive Parrot.


“Hey!” shouted the Parrot. “Let them go!” and sat down on the Hedgehog’s shoulder.
And the Hedgehog with the Parrot on his shoulder began to launch the boats into the water.
Now it was a real sea!
The palm trees rustled, the sand was golden along the edges of the tub, and light clouds ran high under the ceiling.
It got dark outside the window, and it was already time to go to bed, but the Hedgehog still sat over his sea under the palm trees and could not take his eyes off the golden ships.
“Now I won’t get bored,” thought the Hedgehog.


Finally, he got up, dismantled the bed, lay down, sighed, and immediately heard the sea sigh and the stars lit up above him, and the palm trees rustled in the night breeze.
The hedgehog looked at the lonely star outside the window, listened to the surf rustling in the tub, and thought that he was no longer alone, that in this blizzard winter he would now always have a large warm sea with him.

Fairy tale by Sergei Kozlov

Artist T. Abalakina



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