Therapeutic tales for children with fears. A tale of fear. To work with children's fears

A fairy tale about "sleepy" men

One day in kindergarten a magical story happened to the boy Vanya.

In the afternoon, the children went for a walk as always. They ran, played, swung on swings and had fun. But when they returned to the group, they discovered that all their toys, books, sketchbooks and pencils were missing.

“Oh,” the teacher Anna Sergeevna was upset. - How will we play now, what will we draw with, what will we read? What happened here?

The children were quietly undressing and talking:

– Maybe it was aliens who arrived? - said the girl Masha, unbuttoning her jacket. – They came to us from a planet where there are no books and toys, so they took everything!

“No,” the boy Kolya answered her, unlacing his shoes. “This evil wolf came running from the forest while we were away and ate everything.”

“Ha,” the smartest girl, Galya, entered the argument. - This is not a wolf, he would choke on markers!

“Maybe there was a strong wind here, it hit our toys and blew them away!” - Misha suggested.

“Look, look,” Vanya shouted and pointed to the farthest corner of the room. A small round door appeared there that was not there before. It was decorated with a bizarre pattern that changed all the time, as if alive.

The children ran up to her and began to look at her. At that moment the door opened slightly, and a small purple man appeared. He was wearing a purple caftan, a purple hat, purple pointed-toe slippers, and purple velvet pants. Even the hair visible from under the hat was purple. He looked at the children with small, angry violet eyes, snatched the bucket from Masha’s hands and disappeared behind the door.

“Oh,” Masha was upset, “that was my favorite bucket!”

Then another man appeared from the door. It was emerald green. With green hair, in a green caftan, green shoes, with small evil green eyes. He looked at the children and grabbed the entire bag of toys that the teacher took with her outside. Once! And the little thief disappeared behind the mysterious door.

“Wow,” the children gasped in unison.

“So they’ll move everything around us,” Vanya said thoughtfully. -Where did they come from? We need to figure it out.

And he bravely opened the door. It was dark there, only multi-colored flashlights flashed in the distance.

– Don’t go there, in case they eat you! - Masha whined.

“But we have to return our things,” Vanya answered and stepped into the darkness.

As soon as the door closed behind him, a bright light flashed. sunlight, and the boy found himself on a wide orange road that led to a huge blue city hidden behind a high wall of shiny blue stones. Fancy blue towers soared into the sky, above which blue flags fluttered.

Bright red mushrooms grew along the road. They were alive and silently blinked their eyes, looking at Vanya.

“Wow, how interesting it is here,” Vanya said and went to the blue city.

As he approached the gate, it creaked and released the little yellow man. The little man ran past Vanya and disappeared from sight.

“Oh,” Vanya was scared. - How can I get home? There’s no door.

And indeed, the orange road seemed endless and went beyond the horizon. But, since the little men got into kindergarten, that means he too can return, Vanya decided and boldly opened the city gate.

A huge square was noisy right in front of the entrance. Multi-colored people were fussing, muttering, shouting and swearing. Nobody paid attention to Vanya.

– Where can I look for our toys? – he asked himself.

“Hello,” came a voice over his ear. - What's your problem?

Vanya turned his head and saw that a tiny motley bird was sitting on his shoulder. The bird smiled and winked at him first with one eye and then with the other.

“Yes, it’s a problem,” Vanya confirmed. “The little people took all our toys, paints, pencils and books!” Do you happen to know where I can look for them?

– You won’t find them! - the bird chirped. – they can’t be returned like that.

- How can it be?

– Do you really want everything back? - asked the bird.

“Of course,” Vanya confirmed. – This is what I came here for.

- Well, then listen!

And the bird told an amazing story.

A long time ago, children were born who did not want to sleep during the day. No matter how much their parents tell them that nap gives strength and health, that those who sleep during the day grow faster and get sick less, the kids didn’t listen to them! They stopped sleeping during the day, which means they stopped seeing wonderful childhood dreams. But where do dreams go that no one saw? So they began to turn into colorful people. But, since the dreams were very offended that the children did not see them, they began to turn into evil little men! The little people were very offended by the children and took away from them what the children loved so much: books, toys and pencils. As soon as someone was awake somewhere during a quiet hour, new little people appeared in the Colored Country, they showed the way to the residents of the Blue City, and they took turns walking and picking up toys.

– If you want the little men to stop being angry and return everything, you need all the children in your group to sleep soundly during the day!

“Got it,” Vanya shouted and ran away from the city. He ran for a long time along the orange road along the red mushrooms, and every now and then colorful people came across him. Finally he saw a neat, even circle in the middle of the road. As soon as he stepped on it, he found himself in the dark in front of a round door. Vanya carefully opened it and entered the room. The children were already in their beds, but, as usual, they were not sleeping. They twirled, giggled and played around. Nobody was sleeping.

“Listen to what I’m going to tell you,” Vanya hurried.

When he finished his magical story, the children immediately closed their eyes and obediently fell asleep. Vanya also undressed and lay down in his place. He dreamed Blue City, full of cheerful people. They threw up colorful hats and waved their hands at him.

And when the quiet hour ended and the children woke up, all the toys were in place.

A TALE ABOUT NIGHT FEARS

It was getting dark outside and a warm spring evening was approaching. The sparrows were tired of fighting and chirped tiredly, settling down to sleep on the branches of an old birch tree. The sun carefully dropped behind the city, comfortably wrapped in pink clouds. Soon the moon will appear in the sky, the stars will sparkle with tiny droplets and everyone will fall asleep. Only Alyosha will spin in his crib and cry in fear.

Alyosha is a very good and obedient boy, he is not a coward at all. He always helps little ones, does not offend the weak and stands up for his friends. But at night an evil wizard flies to him and turns all the things in his room into terrible and dangerous objects.

One evening, Alyosha, as always, did not let his mother go for a long time, cried and did not allow her to turn off the light. Mom patted him on the head and turned on the small night light above Alyosha’s crib.

As soon as mom left the room, the usual transformations began. First, the evil wizard hid the moon behind a cloud in fear. It immediately became dark outside. Then fear tapped on the window glass with an old birch branch. Alyosha shrank and pulled the blanket up to his chin. Fear flew through the room and enveloped everything in a magical dark cloud. The closet turned into an evil giant, two eyes gleaming angrily on its stomach. A magical cloud of darkness turned Alyosha’s toys: bears, cars and robots into terrible monsters, who stared terribly at Alyosha and whispered something. A terrible white spot crawled across the ceiling. It crept closer and closer to the boy, trembling with fear. Fear crawled under the bed and hid there.

- Who's here? – Alyosha whispered in horror.

“It’s me, a sleepy gnome,” the pillow answered and moved.

Suddenly the pillow jumped to the side, and Alyosha saw a tiny gnome.

- Ugh, how stuffy it is to sit there! – the dwarf grumbled, smoothing out the folds on his jacket.

– Why did you climb there? – Alyosha asked politely. He was glad to have someone to talk to. Alyosha was very afraid that the gnome would disappear, and Fear would come out again and begin his witchcraft.

“I always sit there when you go to bed,” answered the dwarf. “I told you that I’m a sleepy dwarf.” I bring dreams to children: various fairy tales and happy holidays. But you bother me because you don’t want to fall asleep. Lie down, I have prepared a new wonderful fairy tale for you. Today we will fly on a magic swan.

“I can’t sleep,” Alyosha sobbed. - The evil wizard Fear is sitting under my bed, he has enchanted everything around me, look for yourself!

- I don’t see! – the dwarf was surprised. He looked under the bed and waved with a magic wand. The silver stars, like a cheerful, ringing stream, giggling and jostling, climbed into the darkness.

- There is no one! There's no one! – their ringing voices were heard from under the bed.

The cheerful stars formed into a small silver butterfly and began to flutter around the room. First, they sat on the shoulder of a terrible giant with eyes on his stomach, showered him with silver dust, and Alyosha saw that in fact it was an old wardrobe, and there were no eyes on his stomach. These are the shiny round pens.

Then the star butterfly flew to the windowsill and showered it with luminous sparks. Alyosha saw that in fact it was not Fear knocking on his door, but a birch branch on which sparrows were sweetly sleeping.

The butterfly flapped its wings, the wind rose and blew away the dark cloud that covered the moon and stars. The room immediately became brighter.

The butterfly circled over Alyosha and sat down on the shelf with the scary monsters, and Alyosha saw that these were actually his toys. They smiled cheerfully at him, their plastic eyes sparkling provocatively.

The butterfly flapped its wings for the last time and crumbled into small stars, spinning in a cheerful round dance around the gnome.

“You see,” the sleepy gnome giggled, carefully collecting small stars into a magic wand. When he touched the last star and it disappeared, Alyosha asked:

– What are these white spots that were crawling across the ceiling?

- This is headlights. Some people work at night, they drive by, and curious headlights peer into the windows of houses. Because at night it is dark and boring outside. So they run across the ceiling in other people's rooms. They illuminate the darkest corners and help little boys see that there is no Fear. Now go to sleep quickly, you and I need to watch long, long sleep. You don't want it to break off in the morning interesting place?

– And if I fall asleep now, will I have time to watch it to the end? - Alyosha became worried.

“Of course,” the dwarf nodded importantly. -Only if you fall asleep right now. And for the future, promise me that you will fall asleep on time. I will give you a magic spell. Say it every time before going to bed, then no one will be able to get into your room at night except me and mom.

-What spell? - asked Alyosha.

The gnome straightened his cap, stood in a pose and whispered:

Clap your hands: bang-bang!

It’s like a balloon burst with fear!

Byaki-buki, come on, shoot!

The baby is not afraid of you!

- Do you remember?

“Yes,” Alyosha muttered, falling asleep. - Thank you. And now I want to see the dream.

“Well, look,” the dwarf waved his magic wand, and Alyosha fell fast asleep. All night he looked wonderful fairytale dream.

Since then, Alyosha always repeated a magic spell before going to bed and calmly fell asleep, and the sleepy gnome showed him wonderful fairy tales.

SLEEPING TALE

Once upon a time there lived a boy named Denis. One evening he went into a magical forest. He walked and walked along a narrow path and came out into a huge magical clearing. All the inhabitants of the magical clearing were getting ready for bed. Beautiful colorful flowers folded their petals and closed their eyes. Pink, blue and yellow butterflies hid in the green silk grass at night to sleep and flutter over the fragrant flowers again in the morning. Multi-colored birds nestled comfortably on the branches of the trees surrounding this fairy-tale clearing. In the hollow of an old oak tree, with its soft fluffy tail under its head, a red squirrel fell asleep. And under the roots of a tall, tall birch tree, a little mouse drank tea before going to bed. A cheerful blue stream flowed through the magical clearing. He quietly gurgled and lulled the colorful fish, who were tired of playing and, together with everyone else, were waiting for the night to come. They were hiding among the colorful pebbles that decorated the bottom of the stream. A bright red Ladybug flew up to Deniska and sat on his arm:

“Deniska-Deniska, why aren’t you sleeping yet?” Come on, I'll put you to bed.

“I don’t want to,” Deniska said. – I haven’t played enough yet.

- Deniska, look around! – Ladybug whispered. - Look, there’s no one to play with, everyone goes to bed. The time for magical dreams is coming. Nobody wants to be late. You don’t like being late for the start of cartoons either, do you? And dreams are even more interesting, so everyone tries to fall asleep on time.

- I want to see it too magical dreams, - Deniska said.

“Then come with me,” Ladybug smiled.

She led the boy Denis to a big, big daisy, laid him on the soft yellow center and covered him with delicate white petals. Then Ladybug flew to a green blade of grass, covered herself with a plantain leaf and also closed her eyes. Everyone was sleeping, and only at the edge of the magical clearing the nightingale sang its lullaby.

The sun looked at the sleeping clearing, smiled at the nightingale and called to the moon in a whisper:

- Moon! Everyone has already fallen asleep, it’s time for me too, come shine in my place and please bring more fairy-tale dreams for the boy Deniska.

With these words, the sun dived into a soft fluffy cloud behind the forest and fell asleep sweetly there, and the moon floated into the sky and lit the magic stars one after another. Each star was the mistress of some magical dream. They extended their thin rays to the sleeping fish, and the fish saw magical dreams about a delicious dancing bun and about a singing blue stream. A thin ray climbed into the hollow of the red squirrel, carefully touched her fluffy tail, and she saw a dream about magic nuts that played hide and seek, danced in circles, and then jumped into her mouth. A fairy ray climbed half a leaf where Ladybug was sleeping, gently touched her wing, and she dreamed of a delightful flower with large blue petals. On each of its petals there was a cup with nectar or sweet pollen. Stars were given to tiny birds funny dreams about yellow tasty grains. A cowardly bunny, hiding under a bush, dreamed of a sweet carrot the size of a bear: she cheerfully shook her green tail and sang a lullaby to him. And the tiniest star went down into the little mouse’s hole and gave her a dream about delicious, delicious cheese.

Luna carefully looked to see if everyone had enough dreams and, making sure that everyone was happy, and some were smiling sweetly, she went down to Deniska and gave him the most wonderful, most beautiful, most fabulous dream. She gave such dreams only to the obedient and good boys who closed their eyes and fell asleep along with all the inhabitants of the fairy-tale meadow.

Sleepy tale

Fairy night sits on the throne,

The stars are bright in the crown,

Cloak of blue silence

And in the magic bag - dreams!

We'll close our eyes

We will dream fairy tales.

The mouse has a dream about yellow cheese,

To a red cat - about kefir,

Laughing monkeys

The dream will be about bananas.

The foal dreams of a meadow,

And the puppy is a reliable friend.

A hedgehog will find a mushroom in a dream,

The wolf will get into the closet,

The supplies will reach:

And he will eat and drink.

Butterflies dream of bouquets,

Girls dream about candy,

Boys dream about cars,

And for the Snow Maiden - snowflakes.

The piglet dreams of a puddle,

The warm stove dreams of cold,

The brush dreams of paintings,

I dream of a vase of tangerines,

The teapot dreams of tea leaves,

And the envelope dreams of a stamp.

Dreams spin in a round dance

And they lie down in our beds.

Lullaby

Night with a warm blanket

Covered my baby

Tucked in from all sides,

Brought a sweet dream.

Beyond the seas the sun sleeps.

Mom is sitting nearby.

Bye-bye-bye-bye.

Sleep, baby, sleep!

Gently shines from the window

The moon is a round apple.

The stars dance in circles

They wait until the baby falls asleep.

The eyes are sleeping and the cheeks are sleeping

Tired babies.

Eyelashes and palms sleep,

Tummy and legs sleep.

And tiny ears

Sweetly dozing on the pillow.

The curls are sleeping, the hands are sleeping,

Only their noses are snoring.

Sleep, my joy, sleep

Sleep, my joy, sleep.
The lights went out in the house,
Not a single door creaks,
The mouse is sleeping behind the stove.
The birds fell asleep in the garden,
The fish fell asleep in the pond.
Close your eyes quickly
Sleep, my joy, sleep.

Everything in the house has been quiet for a long time,
The room and kitchen are dark.
The moon is shining in the sky,
The moon is looking out the window.
Someone sighed behind the wall,
What do we care, dear?
Close your eyes quickly
Sleep, my joy, sleep.

My little bird lives sweetly:
There are no worries, no worries,
Plenty of toys, sweets,
Lots of fun stuff.
You'll hurry to get everything,
Just don't let the baby cry!
May it be like this all the days!
Sleep, my joy, sleep!
Fall asleep... Fall asleep...

Lullaby of the Ursa
Mixing the snow with a spoon,
The night is coming,
Why aren't you sleeping, silly?
Your neighbors are sleeping
Polar bears,
Sleep quickly too, baby.

We are floating on an ice floe
Like on a brigantine,
Across gray harsh seas.
And all night the neighbors -
Star Bears
They shine for distant ships.

Lullabies about cats

And the cats are gray,
And the tails are white,
They were running through the streets,
They were running through the streets,
Sleep and slumber were collected,
Sleep and slumber were collected,
Come, kitty, to spend the night,
Come rock the baby.
And I’ll tell you, cat,
I'll pay for the work.
I'll give you a jug of milk
Yes, I'll give you a piece of the pie.
Eat it, cat, don’t crumble it
Don't ask me anymore.

Gulenenki

Lyuli, lyuli lyulenki
The little ones have arrived,
The ghouls sat down on the bed,
The ghouls began to coo,
The ghouls began to coo,
They began to pump Dashenka,
They began to pump Dashenka,
Dasha began to fall asleep.

Problem - fear of night terrors

It was getting dark outside and a warm spring evening was approaching. The sparrows were tired of fighting and chirped tiredly, settling down to sleep on the branches of an old birch tree. The sun carefully dropped behind the city, comfortably wrapped in pink clouds. Soon the moon will appear in the sky, the stars will sparkle with tiny droplets and everyone will fall asleep. Only Alyosha will spin in his crib and cry in fear.

Alyosha is a very good and obedient boy, he is not a coward at all. He always helps little ones, does not offend the weak and stands up for his friends. But at night an evil wizard flies to him and turns all the things in his room into terrible and dangerous objects.

One evening, Alyosha, as always, did not let his mother go for a long time, cried and did not allow her to turn off the light. Mom patted him on the head and turned on the small night light above Alyosha’s crib.

As soon as mom left the room, the usual transformations began. First, the evil wizard hid the moon behind a cloud in fear. It immediately became dark outside. Then fear tapped on the window glass with an old birch branch. Alyosha shrank and pulled the blanket up to his chin. Fear flew through the room and enveloped everything in a magical dark cloud. The closet turned into an evil giant, two eyes gleaming angrily on its stomach. A magical cloud of darkness turned Alyosha’s toys: bears, cars and robots into terrible monsters, who stared terribly at Alyosha and whispered something. A terrible thing crawled across the ceiling white spot. It crept closer and closer to the boy, trembling with fear. Fear crawled under the bed and hid there.

Who's here? – Alyosha whispered in horror.

“It’s me, a sleepy gnome,” the pillow answered and moved.

Suddenly the pillow jumped to the side, and Alyosha saw a tiny gnome.

Phew, how stuffy it is to sit there! – the dwarf grumbled, smoothing out the folds on his jacket.

Why did you go there? – Alyosha asked politely. He was glad to have someone to talk to. Alyosha was very afraid that the gnome would disappear, and Fear would come out again and begin his witchcraft.

“I always sit there when you go to bed,” answered the dwarf. “I told you that I’m a sleepy dwarf.” I bring dreams to children: various fairy tales and happy holidays. But you bother me because you don’t want to fall asleep. Lie down, I have prepared a new wonderful fairy tale for you. Today we will fly on a magic swan.

“I can’t sleep,” Alyosha sobbed. - The evil wizard Fear is sitting under my bed, he has enchanted everything around me, look for yourself!

I don't see! - the dwarf was surprised. He looked under the bed and waved his wand. The silver stars, like a cheerful, ringing stream, giggling and jostling, climbed into the darkness.

There's no one! There's no one! – their ringing voices were heard from under the bed.

The cheerful stars formed into a small silver butterfly and began to flutter around the room. First, they sat on the shoulder of a terrible giant with eyes on his stomach, showered him with silver dust, and Alyosha saw that in fact it was an old wardrobe, and there were no eyes on his stomach. These are the shiny round pens.

Then the star butterfly flew to the windowsill and showered it with luminous sparks. Alyosha saw that in fact it was not Fear knocking on his door, but a birch branch on which sparrows were sweetly sleeping.

The butterfly flapped its wings, the wind rose and blew away the dark cloud that covered the moon and stars. The room immediately became brighter.

The butterfly circled over Alyosha and sat down on the shelf with the scary monsters, and Alyosha saw that these were actually his toys. They smiled cheerfully at him, their plastic eyes sparkling provocatively.

The butterfly flapped its wings for the last time and crumbled into small stars, spinning in a cheerful round dance around the gnome.

“You see,” the sleepy gnome giggled, carefully collecting small stars into a magic wand. When he touched the last star and it disappeared, Alyosha asked:

And what are these white spots that were crawling across the ceiling?

This is headlights. Some people work at night, they drive by, and curious headlights peer into the windows of houses. Because at night it is dark and boring outside. So they run across the ceiling in other people's rooms. They illuminate the darkest corners and help little boys see that there is no Fear. Now go to sleep quickly, you and I need to have a long, long dream. You don’t want it to break off in the most interesting place in the morning, do you?

And if I fall asleep now, will I have time to watch it to the end? - Alyosha became worried.

“Of course,” the dwarf nodded importantly. -Only if you fall asleep right now. And for the future, promise me that you will fall asleep on time. I will give you a magic spell. Say it every time before going to bed, then no one will be able to get into your room at night except me and mom.

What spell? - asked Alyosha.

The gnome straightened his cap, stood in a pose and whispered:

Clap your hands: bang-bang!

It’s like a balloon burst with fear!

Byaki-buki, come on, shoot!

The baby is not afraid of you!

Remember?

Yes,” Alyosha muttered, falling asleep. - Thank you. And now I want to see the dream.

Well, look,” the dwarf waved his magic wand, and Alyosha fell fast asleep. All night he watched a wonderful fairy-tale dream.

Since then, Alyosha always repeated a magic spell before going to bed and calmly fell asleep, and the sleepy gnome showed him wonderful fairy tales.

It was getting dark outside and a warm spring evening was approaching. The sparrows were tired of fighting and chirped tiredly, settling down to sleep on the branches of an old birch tree. The sun carefully dropped behind the city, comfortably wrapped in pink clouds. Soon the moon will appear in the sky, the stars will sparkle with tiny droplets and everyone will fall asleep. Only Alyosha will spin in his crib and cry in fear.
Alyosha is a very good and obedient boy, he is not a coward at all. He always helps little ones, does not offend the weak and stands up for his friends. But at night an evil wizard flies to him and turns all the things in his room into terrible and dangerous objects.
One evening, Alyosha, as always, did not let his mother go for a long time, cried and did not allow her to turn off the light. Mom patted him on the head and turned on the small night light above Alyosha’s crib.
As soon as mom left the room, the usual transformations began. First, the evil wizard hid the moon behind a cloud in fear. It immediately became dark outside. Then fear tapped on the window glass with an old birch branch. Alyosha shrank and pulled the blanket up to his chin. Fear flew through the room and enveloped everything in a magical dark cloud. The closet turned into an evil giant, two eyes gleaming angrily on its stomach. A magical cloud of darkness turned Alyosha’s toys: bears, cars and robots into terrible monsters, who stared terribly at Alyosha and whispered something. A terrible white spot crawled across the ceiling. It crept closer and closer to the boy, trembling with fear. Fear crawled under the bed and hid there.
“Hey,” a quiet voice came from under Alyosha’s pillow. - How long can you wait, the night will soon end, but you still can’t fall asleep.
- Who's here? – Alyosha whispered in horror.
“It’s me, a sleepy gnome,” the pillow answered and moved.
Alyosha gently poked her with his finger. The voice was not scary at all, even gentle. But I didn’t want to lie down on the talking pillow. What if she bites?
Suddenly the pillow jumped to the side, and Alyosha saw a tiny gnome.
- Ugh, how stuffy it is to sit there! – the dwarf grumbled, smoothing out the folds on his jacket.
- Why did you climb there? – Alyosha asked politely. He was glad to have someone to talk to. Alyosha was very afraid that the gnome would disappear, and Fear would come out again and begin his witchcraft.
“I always sit there when you go to bed,” answered the dwarf. “I told you that I’m a sleepy dwarf.” I bring dreams to children: various fairy tales and happy holidays. But you bother me because you don’t want to fall asleep. Lie down, I have prepared a new wonderful fairy tale for you. Today we will fly on a magic swan.
“I can’t sleep,” Alyosha sobbed. - The evil wizard Fear is sitting under my bed, he has enchanted everything around me, look for yourself!
- I don’t see! - the dwarf was surprised. He looked under the bed and waved his wand. The silver stars, like a cheerful, ringing stream, giggling and jostling, climbed into the darkness.
- There is no one! There's no one! – their ringing voices were heard from under the bed.
The cheerful stars formed into a small silver butterfly and began to flutter around the room. First, they sat on the shoulder of a terrible giant with eyes on his stomach, showered him with silver dust, and Alyosha saw that in fact it was an old wardrobe, and there were no eyes on his stomach. These are the shiny round pens.
Then the star butterfly flew to the windowsill and showered it with luminous sparks. Alyosha saw that in fact it was not Fear knocking on his door, but a birch branch on which sparrows were sweetly sleeping.
The butterfly flapped its wings, the wind rose and blew away the dark cloud that covered the moon and stars. The room immediately became brighter.
The butterfly circled over Alyosha and sat down on the shelf with the scary monsters, and Alyosha saw that these were actually his toys. They smiled cheerfully at him, their plastic eyes sparkling provocatively.
The butterfly flapped its wings for the last time and crumbled into small stars, spinning in a cheerful round dance around the gnome.
“You see,” the sleepy gnome giggled, carefully collecting small stars into a magic wand. When he touched the last star and it disappeared, Alyosha asked:
- What are these white spots that were crawling on the ceiling?
- This is headlights. Some people work at night, they drive by, and curious headlights peer into the windows of houses. Because at night it is dark and boring outside. So they run across the ceiling in other people's rooms. They illuminate the darkest corners and help little boys see that there is no Fear. Now go to sleep quickly, you and I need to have a long, long dream. You don’t want it to break off in the most interesting place in the morning, do you?
- And if I fall asleep now, will I have time to watch it to the end? - Alyosha became worried.
“Of course,” the dwarf nodded importantly. -Only if you fall asleep right now. And for the future, promise me that you will fall asleep on time. I will give you a magic spell. Say it every time before going to bed, then no one will be able to get into your room at night except me and mom.
-What spell? - asked Alyosha.
The gnome straightened his cap, stood in a pose and whispered: - Clap your hands: bang-bang!
It’s like a balloon burst with fear!
Byaki-buki, come on, shoot!
The baby is not afraid of you! - Do you remember?
“Yes,” Alyosha muttered, falling asleep. - Thank you. And now I want to see the dream.
“Well, look,” the dwarf waved his magic wand, and Alyosha fell fast asleep. All night he watched a wonderful fairy-tale dream.
Since then, Alyosha always repeated a magic spell before going to bed and calmly fell asleep, and the sleepy gnome showed him wonderful fairy tales.

Lullaby
Night with a warm blanket
Covered my baby
Tucked in from all sides,
Brought a sweet dream.

Beyond the seas the sun sleeps.
Mom is sitting nearby.
Bye-bye-bye-bye.
Sleep, baby, sleep! Gently shines from the window
The moon is a round apple.
The stars dance in circles
They wait until the baby falls asleep.

The eyes are sleeping and the cheeks are sleeping
Tired babies.
Eyelashes and palms sleep,
Tummy and legs sleep.

And tiny ears
Sweetly dozing on the pillow.
The curls are sleeping, the hands are sleeping,
Only their noses are snoring.
(Chorus)

The most important thing is to tell the story slowly, in a quiet voice, but in such a way that by the end the pace becomes slower and the voice becomes quieter. Only preschoolers can change details: add animals, insects, name fish and, accordingly, dreams. Fish may dream of a delicious bun, birds of grains, a bunny of carrots, a squirrel of nuts, etc.

If the baby is sick

Nobody likes to be sick. If the baby is capricious and does not want to take pills, then our task is to explain to him why this is necessary.

Kolya is sick

Once upon a time Kolya lived and lived.
He caught a cold one day.
The doctor has arrived. Said: You are sick!
Eat a pill. This is important.
He answers the doctor:
I don't want to be treated!
How do you “don’t want to be treated”?
You can’t let the disease run!
Children can become infected
All your friends will get sick!
He answers the doctor:
I don't want pills!
Do you know what's in the tablets?
Are there magic particles?
Only they will help the children
Fight cough and runny nose!
All harmful microbes
They'll run away in all directions!
Take these pills so that
Always be healthy!

The Tale of Magic Pills

One day the girl Katya fell ill. She woke up in the morning and couldn’t even wash her face. She lay in her crib and sadly looked out the window. A cheerful sparrow was jumping outside the window. He tapped his beak on the glass, chirped cheerfully and winked at Katya. Katya smiled at him and waved her hand.
In the afternoon the doctor came to see her. He listened to her for a long, long time, then prescribed pills and left.
Katya didn't want to take the pills. They were bitter and tasteless. Katya pressed her lips tightly together and shook her head. Mom was very upset and didn’t know what to do.
The next day, Katya barely opened her eyes. The sun was shining outside. Sparrow flew to her window again and knocked softly. But Katya couldn’t even wave her hand to him. Sparrow became worried and flapped his wings. But Katya just looked at him sadly.
Mom approached Katya:
- Look, daughter, you have guests!
Mom opened the window and a sparrow flew into the room. He quietly sat down on the nightstand next to Katya’s bed and ruffled his feathers.
“Well, I won’t bother you,” my mother said and left.
- Hello! - the sparrow chirped as soon as the door closed behind mom.
-Can you talk? – Katya was surprised.
- Of course, I’m not an ordinary sparrow, but a magical one!
“Well, if you are magical, then please help me get better,” Katya asked. “But I’m completely sick, I can’t even get up.”
- This is because the evil witch Disease sent a magical wind to the city. This wind brought evil black men on its wings. As soon as the wind dropped them to the ground, they immediately ran away. These little men are so tiny that they are impossible to notice. They are smaller than an ant, smaller than the smallest insect, even smaller than a speck of dust! If children do not obey their mother and breathe outside in the cold open mouth, or take food with dirty hands, or eat unwashed fruits, then along with the dirt or cold air the little men get inside and begin their dirty work. In their pockets there are harmful particles, which they begin to scatter inside the child. You have a whole country inside you, a whole world, and every evil person has been sent to destroy this world and build a castle for the evil sorceress Disease. As soon as the castle is built, she will live in it, and no one will be able to defeat her!
- So what should we do? How can I be saved? - Katya was scared.
- Wait, I haven’t told you the most important thing yet. Evil people can be defeated by good people. They live in medicines. Only in a tablet or mixture can they enter the country that is inside you and fight with the black men.
- Oh, how interesting! But I didn’t know and refused to take the medicine! How can this be?
- What a horror! You refused! - the sparrow chirped. - Hurry, hurry, call your mom!
- Maybe I’ll drink it myself, without my mother? – Katya asked.
- No, what are you talking about! Each tablet contains different people. There are even tablets with evil men; if you take the wrong tablet, there will be even more enemies, and they will build a palace for the evil sorceress even faster. Be sure to ask your mom what pills the doctor prescribed!
Katya called her mother and took the medicine.
- How will I know who won? – Katya became worried. - What if I took the wrong medicine?
-Have you forgotten? I'm a magic sparrow. Go to sleep, and I will show you a dream about a great battle with an evil Disease!
Katya obediently closed her eyes and fell asleep...
And she saw a pink clearing with pink grass, pink flowers, and along the edges of this amazing clearing grew tall, tall pink trees. A beautiful pink sun was shining in the pink sky. Suddenly, among all this pink fairy tale, Katya noticed some small black dots. There were more and more of them. There was a loud slurping and crunching sound. These little evil men, like caterpillars, ate grass, flowers and leaves. They trampled a beautiful clearing and scattered tiny harmful particles everywhere. The particles gathered in a heap, the heap turned into a huge black mountain, and a black palace began to grow on the mountain.
- Oh, they’re building a castle for an evil sorceress! – Katya was scared.
Suddenly the little men froze and became wary. A quiet melodious ringing was heard, and many small sunny yellow men appeared in the clearing. Each of them had a tiny magic wand, with which they touched the evil black men, and they burst like soap bubbles.
First, the walls of the palace disappeared on the black mountain, then the mountain itself shrank and turned into a black mother-of-pearl bubble... Bang! And it burst!
The sunny men began to run around the clearing and stroke broken flowers, gnawed leaves and rumpled grass with magic wands. Right before Katya’s eyes, the clearing again became pink and beautiful, and the little men ran away somewhere.
In the morning Katya woke up absolutely healthy. A sparrow sat outside the window and smiled slyly.
- Hello! – Katya waved her hand at him. - Thank you! I have recovered!

Night sleep

Night terrors

Anyuta says to her mother:
- I don’t want to sleep today!
Cries bitter tears:
The terrible fear will come again!
Blows the pipe in the bathroom,
Something creaks on the floor,
A terrible and strange shadow
Black fear will freeze in the corner!
He will knock on the window,
He will hide the stars and the moon,
Hiding under the bed!
There's no way I'll fall asleep!
- What you! - Mom answers,
There is no fear!
Click - and mom turns it off
Bright lamp yellow light.
Water gurgles in the bathroom,
The floorboard goes to sleep,
And a titmouse in your window
It knocks quietly with its beak.
The bus sounded important,
The neighbor's dog barked - Woof!
And in the corner it’s not scary at all
An old wardrobe sleeps quietly.
Don't be afraid of strange sounds,
The shadow hides the magic.
Don't worry about anything:
There is no one here who is evil!

Mom sat down on the bed,
Anna's mom says:
- Sleep well, my baby!
There's a dream sitting under the bed!
He is a merry fellow and a prankster,
He's chubby and handsome.
The dream will show you a holiday,
If only you fall asleep!
The dream is magical and powerful,
This best friend children!
Witchcraft will disperse the clouds
Nice, kind sorcerer!
And his sisters, brothers,
Your friends live with you.
Some are in the closet, some are under the bed!
Sleep, Anyutochka, quickly!
Dreams come only to those who sleep,

There will be fairy tales, miracles,
The holiday will be real
Just close your eyes!
A dream flies over the crib,
Sleep quickly, he is waiting!
Terrible fears will melt away,
A good fairy tale will come!

A Tale of Night Terrors

It was getting dark outside and a warm spring evening was approaching. The sparrows were tired of fighting and chirped tiredly, settling down to sleep on the branches of an old birch tree. The sun carefully dropped behind the city, comfortably wrapped in pink clouds. Soon the moon will appear in the sky, the stars will sparkle with tiny droplets and everyone will fall asleep. Only Alyosha will spin in his crib and cry in fear.

Alyosha is a very good and obedient boy, he is not a coward at all. He always helps little ones, does not offend the weak and stands up for his friends. But at night an evil wizard flies to him and turns all the things in his room into terrible and dangerous objects.

One evening, Alyosha, as always, did not let his mother go for a long time, cried and did not allow her to turn off the light. Mom patted him on the head and turned on the small night light above Alyosha’s crib.

As soon as mom left the room, the usual transformations began. First, the evil wizard hid the moon behind a cloud in fear. It immediately became dark outside. Then fear tapped on the window glass with an old birch branch. Alyosha shrank and pulled the blanket up to his chin. Fear flew through the room and enveloped everything in a magical dark cloud. The closet turned into an evil giant, two eyes gleaming angrily on its stomach. A magical cloud of darkness turned Alyosha’s toys: bears, cars and robots into terrible monsters, who stared terribly at Alyosha and whispered something. A terrible white spot crawled across the ceiling. It crept closer and closer to the boy, trembling with fear. Fear crawled under the bed and hid there.

Who's here? – Alyosha whispered in horror.

“It’s me, a sleepy gnome,” the pillow answered and moved.

Suddenly the pillow jumped to the side, and Alyosha saw a tiny gnome.

Phew, how stuffy it is to sit there! – the dwarf grumbled, smoothing out the folds on his jacket.

Why did you go there? – Alyosha asked politely. He was glad to have someone to talk to. Alyosha was very afraid that the gnome would disappear, and Fear would come out again and begin his witchcraft.

“I always sit there when you go to bed,” answered the dwarf. “I told you that I’m a sleepy dwarf.” I bring dreams to children: various fairy tales and happy holidays. But you bother me because you don’t want to fall asleep. Lie down, I have prepared a new wonderful fairy tale for you. Today we will fly on a magic swan.

“I can’t sleep,” Alyosha sobbed. - The evil wizard Fear is sitting under my bed, he has enchanted everything around me, look for yourself!

I don't see! - the dwarf was surprised. He looked under the bed and waved his wand. The silver stars, like a cheerful, ringing stream, giggling and jostling, climbed into the darkness.

There's no one! There's no one! – their ringing voices were heard from under the bed.

The cheerful stars formed into a small silver butterfly and began to flutter around the room. First, they sat on the shoulder of a terrible giant with eyes on his stomach, showered him with silver dust, and Alyosha saw that in fact it was an old wardrobe, and there were no eyes on his stomach. These are the shiny round pens.

Then the star butterfly flew to the windowsill and showered it with luminous sparks. Alyosha saw that in fact it was not Fear knocking on his door, but a birch branch on which sparrows were sweetly sleeping.

The butterfly flapped its wings, the wind rose and blew away the dark cloud that covered the moon and stars. The room immediately became brighter.

The butterfly circled over Alyosha and sat down on the shelf with the scary monsters, and Alyosha saw that these were actually his toys. They smiled cheerfully at him, their plastic eyes sparkling provocatively.

The butterfly flapped its wings for the last time and crumbled into small stars, spinning in a cheerful round dance around the gnome.

“You see,” the sleepy gnome giggled, carefully collecting small stars into a magic wand. When he touched the last star and it disappeared, Alyosha asked:

And what are these white spots that were crawling across the ceiling?

This is headlights. Some people work at night, they drive by, and curious headlights peer into the windows of houses. Because at night it is dark and boring outside. So they run across the ceiling in other people's rooms. They illuminate the darkest corners and help little boys see that there is no Fear. Now go to sleep quickly, you and I need to have a long, long dream. You don’t want it to break off in the most interesting place in the morning, do you?

And if I fall asleep now, will I have time to watch it to the end? - Alyosha became worried.

“Of course,” the dwarf nodded importantly. -Only if you fall asleep right now. And for the future, promise me that you will fall asleep on time. I will give you a magic spell. Say it every time before going to bed, then no one will be able to get into your room at night except me and mom.

What spell? - asked Alyosha.

The gnome straightened his cap, stood in a pose and whispered:
-Clap your hands: bang-bang!
It’s like a balloon burst with fear!
Byaki-buki, come on, shoot!
The baby is not afraid of you!
- Do you remember?
“Yes,” Alyosha muttered, falling asleep. - Thank you. And now I want to see the dream.
“Well, look,” the dwarf waved his magic wand, and Alyosha fell fast asleep. All night he watched a wonderful fairy-tale dream.
Since then, Alyosha always repeated a magic spell before going to bed and calmly fell asleep, and the sleepy gnome showed him wonderful fairy tales.

"A Sleeping Tale"

Once upon a time there lived a boy named Denis. One evening he went into a magical forest. He walked and walked along a narrow path and came out into a huge magical clearing. All the inhabitants of the magical clearing were getting ready for bed. Beautiful colorful flowers folded their petals and closed their eyes. Pink, blue and yellow butterflies hid in the green silk grass at night to sleep and flutter over the fragrant flowers again in the morning. Multi-colored birds nestled comfortably on the branches of the trees surrounding this fairy-tale clearing. In the hollow of an old oak tree, with its soft fluffy tail under its head, a red squirrel fell asleep. And under the roots of a tall, tall birch tree, a little mouse drank tea before going to bed. A cheerful blue stream flowed through the magical clearing. He quietly gurgled and lulled the colorful fish, who were tired of playing and, together with everyone else, were waiting for the night to come. They were hiding among the colorful pebbles that decorated the bottom of the stream. A bright red Ladybug flew up to Deniska and sat on his arm:

Deniska-Deniska, why aren’t you sleeping yet? Come on, I'll put you to bed.

“I don’t want to,” Deniska said. – I haven’t played enough yet.

Deniska, look around! – Ladybug whispered. - Look, there’s no one to play with, everyone goes to bed. The time for magical dreams is coming. Nobody wants to be late. You don’t like being late for the start of cartoons either, do you? And dreams are even more interesting, so everyone tries to fall asleep on time.

“I also want to see magical dreams,” Deniska said.

Then come with me,” Ladybug smiled.

She led the boy Denis to a big, big daisy, laid him on the soft yellow center and covered him with delicate white petals. Then Ladybug flew to a green blade of grass, covered herself with a plantain leaf and also closed her eyes. Everyone was sleeping, and only at the edge of the magical clearing the nightingale sang its lullaby.

The sun looked at the sleeping clearing, smiled at the nightingale and called to the moon in a whisper:

Moon! Everyone has already fallen asleep, it’s time for me too, come shine in my place and please bring more fairy-tale dreams for the boy Deniska.

With these words, the sun dived into a soft fluffy cloud behind the forest and fell asleep sweetly there, and the moon floated into the sky and lit the magic stars one after another. Each star was the mistress of some magical dream. They extended their thin rays to the sleeping fish, and the fish saw magical dreams about a delicious dancing bun and about a singing blue stream. A thin ray climbed into the hollow of the red squirrel, carefully touched her fluffy tail, and she saw a dream about magic nuts that played hide and seek, danced in circles, and then jumped into her mouth. A fairy ray climbed half a leaf where Ladybug was sleeping, gently touched her wing, and she dreamed of a delightful flower with large blue petals. On each of its petals there was a cup with nectar or sweet pollen. The stars gave the tiny birds funny dreams about tasty yellow grains. A cowardly bunny, hiding under a bush, dreamed of a sweet carrot the size of a bear: she cheerfully shook her green tail and sang a lullaby to him. And the tiniest star went down into the little mouse’s hole and gave her a dream about delicious, delicious cheese.

Luna carefully looked to see if everyone had enough dreams and, making sure that everyone was happy, and some were smiling sweetly, she went down to Deniska and gave him the most wonderful, most beautiful, most fabulous dream. She gave such dreams only to obedient and good boys, who closed their eyes and fell asleep along with all the inhabitants of the fairy-tale meadow.

Once upon a time there lived a little tiger Ava. He lived with his parents in a cave deep in the forest. Dad got food, and mom worked in a forest school, teaching the forest inhabitants wisdom.

One day, when his parents went out on business, Ava was left at home alone. He curled up on the soft, fragrant hay and decided to take a nap. And just as he began to fall asleep, something suddenly rumbled terribly outside the cave. The earth shook, stones fell from the ceiling, a bright light flashed, the forest rustled, the trees creaked.

The tiger cub was more scared than he had ever been in his life. Horror filled the tiger cub, he trembled from helplessness and despair, and thought that the terrible monster that his grandfather had told him about was coming towards him. Scary thoughts came to his mind. He felt like a huge monster was approaching his house, which was about to grab him and drag him into his hole. The tiger cub was waiting for his death, when suddenly everything became quiet. The parents returned soon. The tiger cub rushed to them and told them about what had happened.

The parents laughed and said: “All this is nonsense, fiction. It was just the heavy rain that scared you.” Ava talked to her parents and listened to them. Only from then on did he become afraid to be alone. So that huge monster stood before my eyes. When the parents were about to leave in the morning on business, Ava shouted: “Don’t leave, I’m with you!” He grabbed onto his parents, what can you do? Mom and Dad had to invite an owl nurse to look after their fearful son.

For a long time, Ava’s parents endured Ava’s fears; they tried with all their might to convince Ava that there was nothing to be afraid of, but persuasion did not help. Then they invited scientists doctors. But none of the forest healers could cure Ava.

The parents have almost come to terms with the fact that the tiger cub will be afraid all his life. But one day a mouse ran into the cave. She wanted to eat goat milk, which my mother brought every morning. While the nurse owl was sleeping, the mouse ran deep into the cave, and was just about to drink milk when it saw a sad tiger cub.

- Why are you so sad? - asked the mouse.

- I'm afraid to be alone. – Ava answered sadly. “I’m afraid that a monster will come and take me into its hole.”

The mouse was surprised and said:

“You’re so big, but you’re afraid of the monster.” They don't exist. It was the old thunderstorm that frightened you. - The mouse laughed. - Look at me. I am so small, everyone can offend me, many dangers await around, but I bravely overcome them. And now I slipped past an owl that could have eaten me. Every time I overcome my fear and become even more courageous and strong. After all, strength lies in the ability to boldly move forward despite your fears. Do you want to become strong? - asked the mouse.

- Yes, sure. - The tiger cub answered.

“Then don’t hide in the cave.” Come on, I'll show you the world.

A tiger cub and a mouse sneaked past a sleeping owl and ran out into the forest. And in the forest it was a warm sunny day, birds were chirping, bees were buzzing. And it seemed as if that terrible thunderstorm had never happened. And the tiger cub has already forgotten about the inventions about the monster. He just asked the mouse:

“If it wasn’t a monster, then what was rumbling around?”

- It was the thunder that scared you. - The mouse answered.

“What sparkled so brightly?” Ava continued.

- It was lightning that illuminated the sky. - The mouse suggested.

- What was making such a mysterious noise and creaking?

“It was the trees that bent under the gusts of wind.”

Then Ava realized that he was afraid of something that didn’t really happen. He thanked the mouse and ran to the clearing to play with butterflies and collect a bright bouquet of flowers for his parents.

Now he felt simply wonderful. And he really liked that he was able to overcome fear and become a real brave tiger. Now, when the thunder began to rumble, he just smiled, waiting for the fresh summer rain, which would bring coolness and a pleasant damp smell.