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Lev Nikolaevich Tolstoy

There was a boy, his name was Philip. Once all the boys went to school. Philip took his hat and wanted to go too. But his mother said to him: where are you going, Filipok? - To school. “You’re still young, don’t go,” and his mother left him at home. The guys went to school. The father left for the forest in the morning, the mother went to work as a day laborer. Filipok and grandma remained in the hut on the stove. Filip became bored alone, his grandmother fell asleep, and he began to look for his hat. I couldn’t find mine, so I took my father’s old one and went to school.

The school was outside the village near the church. When Philip walked through his settlement, the dogs did not touch him, they knew him. But when he went out to other people’s yards, Zhuchka jumped out, barked, and behind Zhuchka was a large dog, Volchok. Filipok started to run, the dogs followed him. Filipok began to scream, tripped and fell. A man came out, drove the dogs away and said: where are you, little shooter, running alone? Filipok said nothing, picked up the floors and started running at full speed. He ran to the school. There is no one on the porch, but the voices of children can be heard buzzing in the school. Filip was filled with fear: what if the teacher chases me away? And he began to think what to do. To go back - the dog will eat again, to go to school - he is afraid of the teacher. A woman with a bucket walked past the school and said: everyone is studying, but why are you standing here? Filipok went to school. In the senets he took off his hat and opened the door. The whole school was full of children. Everyone shouted their own, and the teacher in a red scarf walked in the middle.

What are you doing? - he shouted at Filip. Filipok grabbed his hat and said nothing. - Who are you? - Filipok was silent. - Or are you dumb? - Filipok was so scared that he couldn’t speak. - Well, go home if you don’t want to talk. “And Filipok would be glad to say something, but his throat is dry from fear.” He looked at the teacher and began to cry. Then the teacher felt sorry for him. He stroked his head and asked the guys who this boy was.

This is Filipok, Kostyushkin’s brother, he has been asking to go to school for a long time, but his mother won’t let him, and he came to school on the sly.

Well, sit on the bench next to your brother, and I’ll ask your mother to let you go to school.

The teacher began to show Filipok the letters, but Filipok already knew them and could read a little.

Come on, put your name down. - Filipok said: hwe-i-hvi, le-i-li, pe-ok-pok. - Everyone laughed.

Well done, said the teacher. -Who taught you to read?

Filipok dared and said: Kostyushka. I'm poor, I immediately understood everything. I am passionately so clever! - The teacher laughed and said: do you know prayers? - Filipok said; I know,” and the Mother of God began to say; but every word he spoke was wrong. The teacher stopped him and said: stop boasting, and learn.

Since then, Filipok began going to school with the children.

L. N. Tolstoy

Filipok (collection)

Leo Tolstoy for children

Not far from the city of Tula, in a dense forest, there is an old noble estate with a very poetic name - Yasnaya Polyana. The greatest Russian writer Lev Nikolaevich Tolstoy (1828–1910) was born here and lived most of his life. In Yasnaya Polyana he created his main works: the novels “War and Peace” and “Anna Karenina”, and here he is buried. And today the writer’s house-museum is located in the estate.

The first teacher and educator of little Leo was a good-natured German - the writer depicted him in his first big story, “Childhood.” At the age of 15, Tolstoy and his family moved to Kazan and studied at the university there for several years, then lived in Moscow and St. Petersburg, and at the age of 23 he entered military service, visited the Caucasus, where he wrote his first stories and stories. Tolstoy also took part in the defense of Sevastopol during the Crimean War (1853–1856), and wrote a series of “Sevastopol stories” that were a great success.

Returning to Yasnaya Polyana, Lev Nikolaevich opened a school for peasant children. There were few schools at that time, and not everyone could pay for education. And the writer taught children for free. But suitable primers and textbooks simply did not exist then. A few years later, Tolstoy himself wrote “The ABC” for children and stories for older children - from these stories four “Russian books for reading” were made. Many of Tolstoy's children's works were written based on Russian, Indian, Arabic, Turkish and German folk tales, and some plots were suggested to the writer by students of the Yasnaya Polyana school.

Tolstoy worked a lot on works for children, reworking what he wrote more than once. The corrected “ABC” in later editions became known as the “New ABC”. During Lev Nikolaevich’s lifetime alone, “The New Alphabet” and “Russian Books for Reading” were reprinted more than twenty times - they were so popular.

Tolstoy’s kind, fair, brave and sometimes funny heroes were loved both by children who lived 100–150 years ago, and by your parents and grandparents when they were little. You will probably love them too when you read this book!

P. Lemeni-Macedon

Stories from the “New ABC”

Fox and crane

The fox called the crane for lunch and served the stew on a plate. The crane could not take anything with its long nose, and the fox ate everything herself. The next day, the crane called the fox to his place and served dinner in a jug with a narrow neck. The fox could not get its snout into the jug, but the crane stuck its long neck in and drank it all alone.

The Tsar and the Hut

One king built himself a palace and made a garden in front of the palace. But at the very entrance to the garden there was a hut, and a poor man lived. The king wanted to demolish this hut so that it would not spoil the garden, and he sent his minister to the poor peasant to buy the hut.

The minister went to the man and said:

- Are you happy. The king wants to buy your hut. It’s not worth ten rubles, but the Tsar gives you a hundred.

The man said:

- No, I won’t sell a hut for a hundred rubles.

The minister said:

- Well, the king gives two hundred.

The man said:

“I won’t give it up for two hundred or a thousand.” My grandfather and father lived and died in this hut, and I grew old in it and will die, God willing.

The minister went to the king and said:

- The man is stubborn, he doesn’t take anything. Don’t give the peasant anything, Tsar, but tell him to demolish the hut for nothing. That's all.

The king said:

- No, I don’t want that.

Then the minister said:

- How to be? Is it possible for a rotten hut to stand against a palace? Everyone looks at the palace and says: “It would be a nice palace, but the hut spoils it. Apparently,” he will say, “the tsar didn’t have the money to buy a hut.”

And the king said:

- No, whoever looks at the palace will say: “Apparently, the king had a lot of money to make such a palace”; and he will look at the hut and say: “Apparently, there was truth in this king.” Leave the hut.

Field mouse and city mouse

An important mouse came from the city to a simple mouse. A simple mouse lived in a field and gave its guest what it had, peas and wheat. The important mouse chewed and said:

“That’s why you’re so bad, because your life is poor, come to me and see how we live.”

So a simple mouse came to visit. We waited under the floor for the night. People ate and left. The important mouse led her guest into the room from the crack, and both climbed onto the table. A simple mouse had never seen such food and did not know what to do. She said:

– You’re right, our life is bad. I will also go to the city to live.

As soon as she said this, the table shook, and a man with a candle entered the door and began to catch mice. They forcibly went into the crack.

“No,” says the field mouse, “my life in the field is better.” Although I don’t have sweet food, I don’t even know such fear.

Big stove

One man had a big house, and there was a big stove in the house; and this man’s family was small: only himself and his wife.

When winter came, a man began to light the stove and burned all his wood in one month. There was nothing to heat it with, and it was cold.

Then the man began to destroy the yard and drown it with wood from the broken yard. When he burned the entire yard, it became even colder in the house without protection, and there was nothing to heat it with. Then he climbed in, broke the roof and began to drown the roof; the house became even colder, and there was no firewood. Then the man began to dismantle the ceiling from the house in order to heat it with it.

A neighbor saw him unraveling the ceiling and said to him:

- What are you, neighbor, or have you gone crazy? In winter you open the ceiling! You will freeze both yourself and your wife!

And the man says:

- No, brother, then I raise the ceiling so that I can light the stove. Our stove is such that the more I heat it, the colder it gets.

The neighbor laughed and said:

- Well, once you burn the ceiling, then will you dismantle the house? There will be nowhere to live, there will be only one stove left, and even that will get cold.

“This is my misfortune,” said the man. “All the neighbors had enough firewood for the whole winter, but I burned the yard and half the house, and even that was not enough.”

Neighbor said:

“You just need to redo the stove.”

And the man said:

“I know that you are jealous of my house and my stove because it is bigger than yours, and then you don’t order it to be broken,” and you didn’t listen to your neighbor and burned the ceiling and burned the house and went to live with strangers.

It was Seryozha’s birthday, and they gave him many different gifts: tops, horses, and pictures. But the most valuable gift of all was Uncle Seryozha’s gift of a net to catch birds. The mesh is made in such a way that a board is attached to the frame and the mesh is folded back. Place the seed on a board and place it in the yard. A bird will fly in, sit on the board, the board will turn up, and the net will slam shut on its own. Seryozha was delighted and ran to his mother to show the net. Mother says:

- Not a good toy. What do you need birds for? Why are you going to torture them?

- I'll put them in cages. They will sing and I will feed them.

Seryozha took out a seed, sprinkled it on a board and placed the net in the garden. And still he stood there, waiting for the birds to fly. But the birds were afraid of him and did not fly to the net. Seryozha went to lunch and left the net. I looked after lunch, the net slammed shut, and a bird was beating under the net. Seryozha was delighted, caught the bird and took it home.

- Mother! look, I caught a bird, it’s probably a nightingale! And how his heart beats.

Mother said:

- This is a siskin. Be careful not to torment him, but rather let him go.

- No, I will feed and water him.

Seryozha put the siskin in a cage and for two days sprinkled it with seed and put water on it and cleaned the cage. On the third day he forgot about the siskin and did not change its water. His mother says to him:

- You see, you forgot about your bird, it’s better to let it go.

- No, I won’t forget, I’ll put some water on now and clean the cage.

Seryozha put his hand into the cage and began to clean it, but the little siskin got scared and hit the cage. Seryozha cleaned the cage and went to get water. His mother saw that he forgot to close the cage and shouted to him:

- Seryozha, close the cage, otherwise your bird will fly out and kill itself!

Before she had time to speak, the little siskin found the door, was delighted, spread its wings and flew through the room to the window. Yes, I didn’t see the glass, I hit the glass and fell on the windowsill.

Seryozha came running, took the bird, and carried it into the cage. The little siskin was still alive, but lay on his chest, with his wings outstretched, and was breathing heavily; Seryozha looked and looked and began to cry.

- Mother! What should I do now?

“You can’t do anything now.”

Seryozha did not leave the cage all day and kept looking at the little siskin, and the little siskin still lay on his chest and breathed heavily and quickly. When Seryozha went to bed, the little siskin was still alive. Seryozha could not fall asleep for a long time; every time he closed his eyes, he imagined the little siskin, how it lay and breathed. In the morning, when Seryozha approached the cage, he saw that the siskin was already lying on its back, curled its paws and stiffened. Since then, Seryozha has never caught birds.

There was a boy, his name was Philip. Once all the boys went to school. Philip took his hat and wanted to go too. But his mother said to him: where are you going, Filipok? - To school. “You’re still young, don’t go,” and his mother left him at home. The guys went to school. The father left for the forest in the morning, the mother went to work as a day laborer. Filipok and grandma remained in the hut on the stove. Filip became bored alone, his grandmother fell asleep, and he began to look for his hat. I couldn’t find mine, so I took my father’s old one and went to school.

The school was outside the village near the church. When Philip walked through his settlement, the dogs did not touch him, they knew him. But when he went out to other people’s yards, Zhuchka jumped out, barked, and behind Zhuchka was a large dog, Volchok. Filipok started to run, the dogs behind him. Filipok began to scream, tripped and fell. A man came out, drove the dogs away and said: where are you, little shooter, running alone?

Filipok said nothing, picked up the floors and started running at full speed. He ran to the school. There is no one on the porch, but the voices of children can be heard buzzing in the school. Filip was filled with fear: what if the teacher chases me away? And he began to think what to do. To go back - the dog will eat again, to go to school - he is afraid of the teacher. A woman with a bucket walked past the school and said: everyone is studying, but why are you standing here? Filipok went to school. In the senets he took off his hat and opened the door. The whole school was full of children. Everyone shouted their own, and the teacher in a red scarf walked in the middle.

- What are you doing? - he shouted at Filip. Filipok grabbed his hat and said nothing. -Who are you? – Filipok was silent. - Or are you dumb? “Filipok was so scared that he couldn’t speak. - Well, go home if you don’t want to talk. “And Filipok would be glad to say something, but his throat is dry from fear.” He looked at the teacher and began to cry. Then the teacher felt sorry for him. He stroked his head and asked the guys who this boy was.

- This is Filipok, Kostyushkin’s brother, he has been asking to go to school for a long time, but his mother won’t let him, and he came to school on the sly.

“Well, sit on the bench next to your brother, and I’ll ask your mother to let you go to school.”

The teacher began to show Filipok the letters, but Filipok already knew them and could read a little.

- Come on, say your name. - Filipok said: hwe-i-hvi, le-i-li, pe-ok-pok. - Everyone laughed.

“Well done,” said the teacher. -Who taught you to read?

Filipok dared and said: Kostyushka. I'm poor, I immediately understood everything. I am passionately so clever! “The teacher laughed and said: do you know prayers?” - Filipok said; I know,” and the Mother of God began to say; but every word he spoke was wrong. The teacher stopped him and said: stop boasting, and learn.

Since then, Filipok began going to school with the children.

Among the many fairy tales, it is especially fascinating to read the fairy tale “Filipok” by L.N. Tolstoy, you can feel the love and wisdom of our people in it. Everyday issues are an incredibly successful way, with the help of simple, ordinary examples, to convey to the reader the most valuable centuries-old experience. And the thought comes, and behind it the desire, to plunge into this fabulous and incredible world, to win the love of a modest and wise princess. Charm, admiration and indescribable inner joy produce the pictures drawn by our imagination when reading such works. The desire to convey a deep moral assessment of the actions of the main character, which encourages one to rethink oneself, was crowned with success. The main character always wins not through cunning and cunning, but through kindness, kindness and love - this is the most important quality of children's characters. Folk legend cannot lose its vitality, due to the inviolability of such concepts as friendship, compassion, courage, bravery, love and sacrifice. The fairy tale “Filipok” by L. N. Tolstoy can be read for free online countless times without losing love and desire for this creation.

There was a boy, his name was Philip. Once all the boys went to school. Philip took his hat and wanted to go too. But his mother said to him: where are you going, Filipok? - To school. “You’re still young, don’t go,” and his mother left him at home. The guys went to school. The father left for the forest in the morning, the mother went to work as a day laborer. Filipok and grandma remained in the hut on the stove. Filip became bored alone, his grandmother fell asleep, and he began to look for his hat. I couldn’t find mine, so I took my father’s old one and went to school.

The school was outside the village near the church. When Philip walked through his settlement, the dogs did not touch him, they knew him. But when he went out to other people’s yards, Zhuchka jumped out, barked, and behind Zhuchka was a large dog, Volchok. Filipok started to run, the dogs behind him. Filipok began to scream, tripped and fell. A man came out, drove the dogs away and said: where are you, little shooter, running alone?

Filipok said nothing, picked up the floors and started running at full speed. He ran to the school. There is no one on the porch, but the voices of children can be heard buzzing in the school. Filip was filled with fear: what if the teacher chases me away? And he began to think what to do. To go back - the dog will eat again, to go to school - he is afraid of the teacher. A woman with a bucket walked past the school and said: everyone is studying, but why are you standing here? Filipok went to school. In the senets he took off his hat and opened the door. The whole school was full of children. Everyone shouted their own, and the teacher in a red scarf walked in the middle.

- What are you doing? - he shouted at Filip. Filipok grabbed his hat and said nothing. -Who are you? – Filipok was silent. - Or are you dumb? “Filipok was so scared that he couldn’t speak. - Well, go home if you don’t want to talk. “And Filipok would be glad to say something, but his throat is dry from fear.” He looked at the teacher and began to cry. Then the teacher felt sorry for him. He stroked his head and asked the guys who this boy was.

- This is Filipok, Kostyushkin’s brother, he has been asking to go to school for a long time, but his mother won’t let him, and he came to school on the sly.

“Well, sit on the bench next to your brother, and I’ll ask your mother to let you go to school.”

The teacher began to show Filipok the letters, but Filipok already knew them and could read a little.

- Come on, say your name. - Filipok said: hwe-i-hvi, le-i-li, pe-ok-pok. - Everyone laughed.

“Well done,” said the teacher. -Who taught you to read?

Filipok dared and said: Kostyushka. I'm poor, I immediately understood everything. I am passionately so clever! “The teacher laughed and said: do you know prayers?” - Filipok said; I know,” and the Mother of God began to say; but every word he spoke was wrong. The teacher stopped him and said: stop boasting, and learn.

Since then, Filipok began going to school with the children.


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There was a boy, his name was Philip. Once all the boys went to school. Philip took his hat and wanted to go too. But his mother said to him: where are you going, Filipok? - To school. “You’re still young, don’t go,” and his mother left him at home. The guys went to school. The father left for the forest in the morning, the mother went to work as a day laborer. Filipok and grandma remained in the hut on the stove. Filip became bored alone, his grandmother fell asleep, and he began to look for his hat. I couldn’t find mine, so I took my father’s old one and went to school.
The school was outside the village near the church. When Philip walked through his settlement, the dogs did not touch him, they knew him. But when he went out to other people’s yards, Zhuchka jumped out, barked, and behind Zhuchka was a large dog, Volchok. Filipok started to run, the dogs behind him. Filipok began to scream, tripped and fell. A man came out, drove the dogs away and said: where are you, little shooter, running alone?
Filipok said nothing, picked up the floors and started running at full speed. He ran to the school. There is no one on the porch, but the voices of children can be heard buzzing in the school. Filip was filled with fear: what if the teacher chases me away? And he began to think what to do.
To go back - the dog will eat again, to go to school - he is afraid of the teacher. A woman with a bucket walked past the school and said: everyone is studying, but why are you standing here? Filipok went to school. In the senets he took off his hat and opened the door. The whole school was full of children. Everyone shouted their own, and the teacher in a red scarf walked in the middle.
- What are you doing? - he shouted at Filip. Filipok grabbed his hat and said nothing. -Who are you? – Filipok was silent. - Or are you dumb? “Filipok was so scared that he couldn’t speak. - Well, go home if you don’t want to talk. “And Filipok would be glad to say something, but his throat is dry from fear.” He looked at the teacher and began to cry. Then the teacher felt sorry for him. He stroked his head and asked the guys who this boy was.
- This is Filipok, Kostyushkin’s brother, he has been asking to go to school for a long time, but his mother won’t let him, and he came to school on the sly.
“Well, sit on the bench next to your brother, and I’ll ask your mother to let you go to school.”
The teacher began to show Filipok the letters, but Filipok already knew them and could read a little.
- Come on, say your name. - Filipok said: hwe-i-hvi, le-i-li, pe-ok-pok. - Everyone laughed.
“Well done,” said the teacher. -Who taught you to read?
Filipok dared and said: Kostyushka. I'm poor, I immediately understood everything. I am passionately so clever! “The teacher laughed and said: do you know prayers?” - Filipok said; I know,” and the Mother of God began to say; but every word he spoke was wrong. The teacher stopped him and said: stop boasting, and learn.
Since then, Filipok began going to school with the children. oskazkah.ru - website

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