The Magic Needle is a similar fairy tale. Valentina Oseeva: The Magic Needle. What proverbs fit the fairy tale "The Magic Needle"

Once upon a time there was Mashenka the needlewoman, and she had a magic needle. Masha will sew a dress - the dress itself washes and ironed. She spreads the tablecloth with gingerbread and sweets, put it on the table, lo and behold - and indeed sweets appear on the table. Masha loved her needle, took care of her more than her eyes and still did not save it. Once I went into the forest for berries and lost. I looked, I looked, I went around all the bushes, I ransacked all the grass - there is no need for her. Mashenka sat down under the tree and let's cry.

The Hedgehog took pity on the girl, climbed out of the mink and gave her his needle.

Masha thanked him, took the needle, and she thought: “I was not so mine”. And let's cry again. A tall old Pine saw her tears - threw her a needle to her.

- Take it, Mashenka, maybe she will be useful to you!

Mashenka took, bowed not low to Sos and walked through the woods. She walks, wipes her tears, and she thinks: "This needle is not that, mine was better." Here she met a Silkworm, she was walking - she was spinning silk, she was wrapped all over with silk thread.

- Take, Mashenka, my silk hack, maybe it will be useful to you!

The girl thanked him and began to ask:

- Silkworm, Silkworm, you have been living in the forest for a long time, you have been spinning silk for a long time, you have been making golden threads from silk, do you know where my needle is?

Silkworm thought, shook his head.

- The needle is yours, Mashenka, Baba Yaga has, Baba Yaga has a bone leg. In the hut on chicken legs. Only there is no path there, no path. It's tricky to get it out of there.

Mashenka began to ask him to tell where Baba Yaga - the bone leg lives.

The Silkworm told her everything:

- You need to go there not for the sun, but behind a cloud,

On nettles and thorns,

Through the ravines and through the swamp

Until the oldest well.

There and birds do not build nests,

Some toads and snakes live

Yes there is a hut on chicken legs,

Baba Yaga herself is sitting at the window,

Embroiders himself a flying carpet.

Woe to the one who goes there.

Don't go, Mashenka, forget your needle,

Better take my fine silk!

Mashenka bowed to Silkworm in her belt, took the silk of the hanks and went, and the Silkworm shouted after her:

- Don't go, Mashenka, don't go!

Baba Yaga has a hut on chicken legs.

On chicken legs, in one window.

A big Owl is guarding the hut,

An owl's head sticks out of the pipe,

At night Baba Yaga sews with your needle,

Embroiders himself a flying carpet.

Woe, woe to those who go there!

Mashenka is scared to go to Baba Yaga, but she is sorry for her needle.

Here she chose a dark cloud in the sky.

A cloud led her

By nettles and thorns

Until the oldest well

To a green muddy swamp,

Where toads and snakes live,

Where birds do not build their nests.

Masha sees a hut on chicken legs,

Baba Yaga herself is sitting at the window,

And an Owl's head sticks out of the pipe ...

The terrible Owl saw Masha and how it will gasp, scream at the whole forest:

- Oh-ho-ho-ho! Who's here? Who's here?

Masha was frightened, her legs buckled from fear. And the Owl turns his eyes, and her eyes shine like lanterns, one yellow, the other green, everything around them is yellow and green!

Mashenka sees nowhere to go to her, bowed low to the Owl and asks:

- Let me see Baba Yaga, Owl. I have something to do with her!

The Owl laughed, groaned, and Baba Yaga shouted to her from the window:

- My owl, Owl, the roast itself climbs into our stove!

- And she says to the girl so affectionately:

- Come in, Mashenka, come in!

I myself will open all the doors for you,

I will close them for you myself!

Mashenka came up to the hut and saw: one door was closed with an iron bolt, a heavy lock was hanging on the other, and a cast chain on the third.

The Owl threw three feathers to her.

- Open, - he says, - and come in as soon as possible!

Masha took one feather, put it to the bolt - the first door opened, put the second feather to the lock - the second door opened, she put the third feather on the cast chain - the chain fell to the floor, the third door opened in front of her! Masha entered the hut and saw: Baba Yaga was sitting at the window, spinning threads on a spindle, and there was a carpet on the floor, wings were embroidered with silk on it, and the Machine had a needle stuck into the unfinished wing. Masha rushed to the needle, and Baba Yaga, as she hit the floor with a broomstick, as she shouted:

- Don't touch my flying carpet! Sweep the hut, chop wood, heat the stove, I'll finish the carpet, fry you and eat you!

Baba Yaga grabbed a needle, sews and says:

- Girl, girl, tomorrow night

I will feast on the carpet with the Owl-Owl,

And you look to sweep the hut

And she herself would be in the stove! -

Mashenka is silent, does not respond,

And the black night is already approaching ...

Baba Yaga flew away a little light, and Mashenka soon sat down to sew the carpet. She sews, sews, she does not raise her head, she already has three stalks left to sew, when suddenly the whole thicket around began to hum, the hut began to shake, the hut trembled, the blue sky darkened - Baba Yaga returned and asks:

- My owl, Owl,

Did you eat and drink well?

Was the girl tasty?

The Owl groaned, groaned:

- Did not eat, did not drink Owl's head,

And your girl is alive, alive.

I didn't heat the stove, I didn't cook myself.

She didn't feed me anything.

Baba Yaga jumped into the hut, and the needle whispers to Mashenka:

- Take out the pine needle,

Put it on the carpet like new

Baba Yaga flew away again, Mashenka quickly got down to business; sews, embroiders, does not raise his head, and the Owl shouts to her:

- Girl, girl, why doesn't the smoke rise from the chimney?

Mashenka answers her:

- My owl, Owl, the stove is badly ignited.

And she puts firewood, ignites the fire.

And the Owl again:

- Girl, girl, is the water boiling in the boiler?

And Mashenka answers her:

- The water in the boiler does not boil.

There is a cauldron on the table.

And she herself puts a boiler of water on the fire and sits down to work again. Mashenka sews, sews, and the needle runs along the carpet, and the Owl again shouts:

- Heat the stove, I want to eat!

Masha added firewood, smoke went to the Owl.

- Girl, girl! - shouts the Owl. - Sit in the pot, cover the lid and climb into the oven!

And Masha says:

- I would be glad to please you, Owl, but there is no water in the pot!

And she sews and sews everything, so one stalk is left to her.

The Owl took out a feather and threw it through the window.

- Here, open the door, go for water, but look at me, if I see that you are going to run, I will call Baba Yaga, she will quickly catch up with you!

Mashenka opened the door and said:

- My owl, Owl, go into the hut and show me how to sit in the pot, how to cover with a lid.

The Owl got angry and how it would jump into the pipe and hit the boiler! Masha pushed in the flap, and she sat down to sew the carpet. Suddenly the earth trembled, everything around began to rustle, a needle escaped from Masha's hands:

- Let's run, Mashenka, hurry,

Open three doors

Take a flying carpet

The trouble is coming to us!

Mashenka grabbed the flying carpet, opened the doors with an owl feather and ran. She ran into the forest, sat down under a pine tree to sew a carpet. A nimble needle turns white in her hands, glitters, a silk skein of thread shimmers, it only remains a little for Masha to finish sewing.

And Baba Yaga jumped into the hut, sniffed the air and shouted:

- My owl, Owl,

Where do you walk

Why don't you meet me?

She pulled the cauldron out of the stove, took a large spoon, eats and praises:

- How delicious the girl is,

How fat the stew is!

She ate all the stew to the very bottom, she looked - there were Owl Feathers on the bottom! I looked at the wall where the carpet was hanging, but there was no carpet! She guessed what was the matter here, shook with anger, grabbed herself by the gray hair and let her ride around the hut:

- I you, I you

For the Owl-Owl

I'll tear it to shreds!

She sat on her broomstick and soared into the air; flies, spurs herself with a broom.

And Mashenka sits under the Pine, sews, in a hurry, the last stitch remains for her. She asks the Tall Pine:

- My dear pine tree, is Baba Yaga still far away?

Pine answers her:

- Baba Yaga flew past the green meadows,

She waved the broomstick, turned to the forest ...

Mashenka is even more in a hurry, she has very little left, but she has nothing to sew, she has run out of silk threads. Mashenka began to cry. Suddenly, out of nowhere, - Silkworm:

- Don't cry, Masha, you have silk on you,

Introduce my thread to the needle!

Masha took the thread and sews again.

Suddenly the trees swayed, the grass stood on end, Baba Yaga flew in like a whirlwind! But before she had time to go down to the ground, the Pine presented her branches to her, she got entangled in them and fell to the ground right next to Masha.

And Mashenka finished the last stitch and spread the flying carpet, only to sit on it remains.

And Baba Yaga is already rising from the ground. Masha threw a hedgehog needle at her - an old hedgehog came running, rushed to Baba Yaga's legs, pricks her with his needles, does not let her get up from the ground. And Mashenka, meanwhile, jumped on the carpet, flew up the flying carpet under the very clouds and in one second drove Mashenka home.

She began to live, live, sew and embroider for the benefit of people, for her joy, and she took care of her needle more than her eyes. And Babu Yaga was pushed by hedgehogs into the swamp, and there she sank forever and ever.

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Once upon a time there was Mashenka the needlewoman, and she had a magic needle. Masha will sew a dress - she will wash and iron the dress itself. He will sew the tablecloth with gingerbread and sweets, lay it on the table, lo and behold - and indeed sweets appear on the table. Masha loved her needle, took care of her more than her eyes, and still did not save it. Once I went into the forest for berries and lost. I looked, I looked, I went around all the bushes, I ransacked all the grass - there is no need for her. Mashenka sat down under the tree and let's cry.

Hedgehog took pity on the girl, climbed out of the mink and gave her his needle.

Masha thanked him, took the needle, and she thought: “I was not so mine”. And let's cry again. The tall old Pine saw her tears - threw her a needle to her.

Take it, Mashenka, maybe she'll come in handy!

Mashenka took it, bowed low to the Pine and walked through the forest. She walks, wipes away her tears, but she thinks: "This needle is not that, mine was better." Here she met a Silkworm, she was walking - she was spinning silk, wrapped all over with silk thread.

Take my silk hack, Mashenka, maybe it will come in handy for you!

The girl thanked him and began to ask:

Silkworm, Silkworm, you have been living in the forest for a long time, you have been spinning silk for a long time, you have made golden threads from silk, do you know where my needle is?

Silkworm thought, shook his head.

The needle is yours, Mashenka, Baba Yaga has, Baba Yaga has a bone leg. In the hut on chicken legs. Only there is no path there, no path. It's tricky to get her out of there.

Mashenka began to ask him to tell where Baba Yaga - the bone leg lives.

The Silkworm told her everything:

You need to go there not for the sun, but behind a cloud,

On nettles and thorns,

Through the ravines and through the swamp.

Until the oldest well.

There and birds do not build nests,

Some toads and snakes live

Yes there is a hut on chicken legs,

Baba Yaga herself is sitting at the window,

Embroiders himself a flying carpet.

Woe to those who go there.

Don't go, Mashenka, forget your needle,

Better take my little silk!

Mashenka bowed to Silkworm in her belt, took the silk of the hanks and went, and the Silkworm shouted after her:

Don't go, Mashenka, don't go!

Baba Yaga has a hut on chicken legs.

On chicken legs in one window.

A big Owl is guarding the hut,

An owl's head sticks out of the pipe,

At night Baba Yaga sews with your needle,

Embroiders himself a flying carpet.

Woe, woe to those who go there!

Mashenka is scared to go to Baba Yaga, but she is sorry for her needle.

Here she chose a dark cloud in the sky.

The cloud led her

By nettles and thorns

Until the oldest well

To the green muddy swamp,

Where toads and snakes live,

Where birds do not build their nests.

Masha sees a hut on chicken legs,

Baba Yaga herself is sitting at the window,

And an Owl's head sticks out of the pipe ...

The terrible Owl saw Masha and how it will gasp, scream at the whole forest:

Oh-ho-ho-ho! Who's here? Who's here?

Masha was frightened, her legs buckled from fear. And the Owl turns his eyes, and her eyes shine like lanterns, one yellow, the other green, everything around them is yellow and green!

Mashenka sees that she has nowhere to go, bowed low to the Owl and asks:

Let me see Babu Yaga, Owl. I have something to do with her!

The Owl laughed, groaned, and Baba Yaga shouted to her from the window:

My owl, Owl, the roast itself climbs into our stove! - And she says to the girl so affectionately:

Come in, Mashenka, come in !!

I myself will open all the doors for you,

I will close them for you myself!

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Magic needle

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Magic needle

Once upon a time there was Mashenka the needlewoman, and she had a magic needle. Masha will sew a dress - the dress itself washes and ironed. He will sew the tablecloth with gingerbread and sweets, lay it on the table, lo and behold - and indeed sweets appear on the table. Masha loved her needle, took care of her more than her eyes and still did not save it. Once I went into the forest for berries and lost. I searched, looked, searched all the grass - no needles. Mashenka sat down under a tree and let's cry.

The Hedgehog took pity on the girl, climbed out of the mink and gave her his needle:

Masha thanked him, took the needle, and she thought: "I was not so mine."

And let's cry again.

The tall old Pine saw her tears - threw her a needle to her:

Take it, Mashenka, maybe she'll come in handy!

Mashenka took, bowed low to Pine and walked through the forest. She walks, wipes her tears, and she thinks: "Not this needle, mine was better."

Here she met a Silkworm, walking - spinning silk, wrapped all over with silk thread.

Take, Mashenka, my silk hack, maybe it will come in handy for you.

The girl thanked him and began to ask:

Silkworm, Silkworm, you have been living in the forest for a long time, you have been spinning silk for a long time, you have made golden threads from silk, do you know where my needle is?

Silkworm thought, shook his head ...

The needle is yours, Mashenka, Baba Yaga has a bone leg. In the hut on chicken legs. Only there is no path there, no path. It's tricky to get it out of there.

Mashenka began to ask him to tell where Baba Yaga - the bone leg lives.

The Silkworm told her everything:

You need to go there not for the sun, but behind a cloud,

On nettles and thorns,

Through the ravines and through the swamp

Until the oldest well.

There and birds do not build nests,

Some toads and snakes live

Yes there is a hut on chicken legs,

Baba Yaga herself is sitting at the window,

Sews himself a flying carpet

Woe to the one who goes there.

Don't go, Mashenka, forget your needle,

Take a better silk hack!

Mashenka bowed to Silkworm in her belt, took the silk of the hanks and went, and the Silkworm shouted after her:

Don't go, Mashenka, don't go!

Baba Yaga has a hut on chicken legs,

On chicken legs in one window.

A big owl is guarding the hut,

An owl's head sticks out of the pipe,

At night Baba Yaga sews with your needle,

Embroiders himself a flying carpet.

Woe, woe to those who go there!

Mashenka is scared to go to Baba Yaga, but she is sorry for her needle.

So she chose a dark cloud in the sky,

A cloud led her

By nettles and thorns

Until the oldest well

To a green muddy swamp,

Where toads and snakes live,

Where birds do not build their nests.

Masha sees a hut on chicken legs,

Baba Yaga herself is sitting at the window,

And an Owl's head sticks out of the pipe ...

A terrible Owl saw Masha, but as she gasped, she would shout to the whole forest:

Oh-ho-ho-ho! Who's here? Who's here?

Masha was frightened, her legs buckled from fear. And the Owl turns his eyes, and her eyes, like lanterns, shine, one yellow, the other green, everything from them around is yellow and green!

Mashenka sees that she has nowhere to go, bowed low to the Owl and asks:

Let me see Babu Yaga, Owl. I have something to do with her!

The Owl laughed, groaned, and Baba Yaga shouted to her from the window:

My owl, Owl, the roast itself climbs into our stove!

And she says to the girl so affectionately:

Come in, Mashenka, come in!

I myself will open all the doors for you,

I will close them for you myself!

Mashenka came up to the hut and saw: one door was closed with an iron bolt, a heavy lock was hanging on the other, and a cast chain on the third.

The Owl threw three feathers to her.

Open the doors, he says, and come in as soon as possible!

Mashenka took one feather, put it to the bolt - the first door opened, put the second feather to the lock - the second door opened, she put the third feather on the cast chain - the chain fell to the floor, the third door opened in front of her! Masha entered the hut and sees: Baba Yaga is sitting at the window, winding threads on a spindle, and on the floor there is a carpet, on it there are silk-embroidered wings and the Machine has a needle stuck into the unfinished wing.

Masha rushed to the needle, and Baba Yaga, as she hit the floor with a broomstick, as she shouted:

Don't touch my flying carpet! Sweep the hut, chop wood, heat the stove, I'll finish the carpet, fry you and eat you!

Baba Yaga grabbed a needle, sews and says:

Girl, girl, tomorrow night

I will feast on the carpet with the Owl-Owl,

And you look to sweep the hut

And she herself would be in the stove!

Mashenka is silent, does not respond,

And the black night is already approaching ...

Baba Yaga flew away a little light, and Mashenka soon sat down to sew the carpet. She sews, sews, she does not raise her head, she has three stalks left to sew, when suddenly the whole thicket around began to hum, the hut began to shake, the hut trembled, the blue sky darkened - Baba Yaga returned and asks:

My owl, Owl,

Did you eat and drink well?

Was the girl tasty?

The Owl groaned, groaned:

Owl's head did not eat, did not drink,

And your girl is alive, alive.

I didn't heat the stove, I didn't cook myself,

She didn't feed me anything.

Baba Yaga jumped into the hut, and the needle whispers to Mashenka:

Take out the pine needle

Put it on the carpet like new

Baba Yaga flew away again, and Mashenka quickly got down to business: she sews, embroiders, does not raise her head, and the Owl shouts to her:

Girl, girl, why doesn't the smoke rise from the chimney?

Mashenka answers her:

My owl, Owl,

The stove ignites poorly.

And she puts firewood, ignites the fire.

And the Owl again:

Girl, girl, is the water boiling in the boiler?

And Mashenka answers her:

The water in the boiler does not boil.

There is a cauldron on the table.

And she herself puts a boiler of water on the fire and sits down to work again. Mashenka sews, sews, and the needle runs along the carpet, and the Owl again shouts:

Heat the stove, I want to eat!

Masha added firewood, smoke went to the Owl.

Girl, girl! - shouts the Owl. - Sit in the pot, cover the lid and climb into the oven!

And Masha says:

I would be glad to please you, Owl, but there is no water in the pot!

And she sews and sews everything, so one stalk is left to her.

The Owl took out a feather and threw it out the window:

On, open the door, go for water, but look at me, if I see that you are going to run, I will call Baba Yaga, she will quickly catch up with you!

Mashenka opened the door and said:

My owl, Owl, go into the hut and show me how to sit in the pot, how to cover with a lid.

The Owl got angry and how it would jump into the pipe and hit the boiler! Masha pushed the flap, and she sat down to sew the carpet. Suddenly the earth trembled, everything around began to rustle, a needle escaped from Masha's hands:

Let's run, Mashenka, hurry up,

Open three doors

Take a flying carpet

The trouble is coming to us!

Mashenka grabbed the flying carpet, opened the doors with an owl feather and ran. She ran into the forest, sat down under the Pine carpet to sew. A nimble needle turns white in her hands, shines, a silky skein of thread shimmers, it only remains a little for Masha to finish sewing.

And Baba Yaga jumped into the hut, sniffed the air and shouted:

My owl, Owl,

Where do you walk

Why don't you meet me?

She pulled the cauldron out of the stove, took a large spoon, eats and praises:

How delicious the girl is

How fat the stew is!

She ate all the stew to the very bottom, she looked - and on the bottom there were Owl Feathers! I looked at the wall, where the carpet was hanging, but there was no carpet! She guessed here what was the matter, shook with anger, grabbed herself by the gray hair and let her ride around the hut:

I you, I you

For the Owl-Owl

I'll tear it to shreds!

She sat on her broomstick and soared into the air; flies, spurs herself with a broom.

And Mashenka sits under the Pine, sews, in a hurry, the last stitch remains for her. She asks the Tall Pine:

My dear pine tree

Is Baba Yaga still far away?

Pine answers her:

Baba Yaga flew past Green Meadows,

She waved the broomstick, turned into the forest ...

Mashenka is in a hurry even more, she has very little time left, but she has nothing to sew, she has run out of silk threads. Mashenka began to cry. Suddenly out of nowhere - Silkworm:

Don't cry, Mashenka, you have silk on you,

Introduce my thread to the needle!

Masha took the thread and sews again.

Suddenly the trees swayed, the grass stood on end, Baba Yaga swooped down like a whirlwind! But before she had time to descend to the ground, the Pine gave her its branches, she got entangled in them and fell to the ground right next to Masha.

And Mashenka finished the last stitch and spread the flying carpet, only to sit on it remains.

And Baba Yaga is already rising from the ground. Masha threw a hedgehog needle at her: an old hedgehog came running, rushed to Baba Yaga's legs, pricks her with his needles, does not let her get up from the ground. And Mashenka, meanwhile, jumped on the carpet, the plane flew up the carpet under the very clouds and in one second flew Mashenka home.

She began to live, to live, to sew, to embroider for the benefit of people, for her joy, and she took care of her needle more than her eyes. And Babu Yaga was pushed by hedgehogs into the swamp, and there she sank for ever and ever.

Magic needle Story for children by Valentina Oseeva

Once upon a time there was Mashenka the needlewoman, and she had a magic needle. Masha will sew a dress - she will wash and iron the dress itself. He will sew the tablecloth with gingerbread and sweets, lay it on the table, lo and behold - and indeed sweets appear on the table. Masha loved her needle, took care of her more than her eyes and still did not save it. Once I went into the forest for berries and lost. I searched, looked, searched all the grass - no needles. Mashenka sat down under a tree and let's cry.

The Hedgehog took pity on the girl, climbed out of the mink and gave her his needle:

Masha thanked him, took the needle, and she thought: “I was not so mine”.

And let's cry again.

The tall old Pine saw her tears - threw her a needle to her:

Take it, Mashenka, maybe she'll come in handy!

Mashenka took, bowed low to Pine and walked through the forest. She walks, wipes her tears, and she thinks: "This needle is not that, mine was better."

Here she met a Silkworm, walking - spinning silk, wrapped all over with silk thread.
- Take, Mashenka, my silk hack, maybe it will come in handy for you.

The girl thanked him and began to ask:

Silkworm, Silkworm, you have been living in the forest for a long time, you have been spinning silk for a long time, you have made golden threads from silk, do you know where my needle is?

Silkworm thought, shook his head ...

The needle is yours, Mashenka, Baba Yaga has a bone leg. In the hut on chicken legs. Only there is no path there, no path. It's tricky to get it out of there.

Mashenka began to ask him to tell where Baba Yaga - the bone leg lives.

The Silkworm told her everything:

You need to go there not for the sun, but behind a cloud,

On nettles and thorns,

Through the ravines and through the swamp

Until the oldest well.

There and birds do not build nests,

Some toads and snakes live

Yes there is a hut on chicken legs,

Sews himself a flying carpet

Woe to the one who goes there.

Don't go, Mashenka, forget your needle,

Take a better silk hack!

Mashenka bowed to Silkworm in her belt, took the silk of the hanks and went, and the Silkworm shouted after her:

Don't go, Mashenka, don't go!

Baba Yaga has a hut on chicken legs,

On chicken legs in one window.

A big owl is guarding the hut,

An owl's head sticks out of the pipe,

At night Baba Yaga sews with your needle,

Embroiders himself a flying carpet.

Woe, woe to those who go there!

Mashenka is scared to go to Baba Yaga, but she is sorry for her needle.

So she chose a dark cloud in the sky,

A cloud led her

By nettles and thorns

Until the oldest well

To a green muddy swamp,

Where toads and snakes live,

Where birds do not build their nests.

Masha sees a hut on chicken legs,

Baba Yaga herself is sitting at the window,

And an Owl's head sticks out of the pipe ...

A terrible Owl saw Masha, but when she gasped, she screamed at the whole forest:

Oh-ho-ho-ho! Who's here? Who's here?

Masha was frightened, her legs buckled from fear. And the Owl turns his eyes, and her eyes, like lanterns, shine, one yellow, the other green, everything from them around is yellow and green!

Mashenka sees that she has nowhere to go, bowed low to the Owl and asks:

Let, Owl, see Babu Yaga. I have something to do with her!

The Owl laughed, groaned, and Baba Yaga shouted to her from the window:

My owl, Owl, the roast itself climbs into our stove!

And she says to the girl so affectionately:

Come in, Mashenka, come in!

I myself will open all the doors for you,

I'll close them for you myself!

Mashenka came up to the hut and saw: one door was closed with an iron bolt, a heavy lock was hanging on the other, and a cast chain on the third.

The Owl threw three feathers to her.

Open the doors, he says, and come in as soon as possible!

Mashenka took one feather, put it to the bolt - the first door opened, put the second feather to the lock - the second door opened, she put the third feather on the cast chain - the chain fell to the floor, the third door opened in front of her! Masha came into the hut and saw: Baba Yaga was sitting at the window, spinning threads on a spindle, and there was a carpet on the floor, wings were embroidered with silk on it, and the Machine had a needle stuck into the unfinished wing.

Masha rushed to the needle, and Baba Yaga, as she hit the floor with a broomstick, as she shouted:

Don't touch my flying carpet! Sweep the hut, chop wood, heat the stove, I'll finish the carpet, fry you and eat you!

Baba Yaga grabbed a needle, sews and says:

Girl, girl, tomorrow night

I will feast on the carpet with the Owl-Owl,

And you look to sweep the hut

And she herself would be in the stove!

Mashenka is silent, does not respond,

And the black night is already approaching ...

Baba Yaga flew away a little light, and Mashenka soon sat down to sew the carpet. She sews, sews, she does not raise her head, she has three stalks left to sew, when suddenly the whole thicket around began to buzz, the hut began to shake, the hut trembled, the blue sky darkened - Baba Yaga returned and asks:

My owl, Owl,

Did you eat and drink well?

Was the girl tasty?

The Owl groaned, groaned:

Owl's head did not eat, did not drink,

And your girl is alive, alive.

I didn't heat the stove, I didn't cook myself,

She didn't feed me anything.

Baba Yaga jumped into the hut, and the needle whispers to Mashenka:

Take out the pine needle

Put it on the carpet like new

Baba Yaga flew away again, and Mashenka quickly got down to business: she sews and embroiders, does not raise her head, and the Owl shouts to her:

Girl, girl, why doesn't the smoke rise from the chimney?

Mashenka answers her:

My owl, Owl,

The stove ignites poorly.

And she puts firewood, ignites the fire.

And the Owl again:

Girl, girl, is the water boiling in the boiler?

And Mashenka answers her:

The water in the boiler does not boil.

There is a cauldron on the table.

And she herself puts a boiler of water on the fire and again sits down to work. Mashenka sews, sews, and the needle runs along the carpet, and the Owl again shouts:

Heat the stove, I want to eat!

Masha added firewood, smoke went to the Owl.

Girl, girl! - shouts the Owl. - Sit in the pot, cover the lid and climb into the oven!

And Masha says:

I would be glad to please you, Owl, but there is no water in the pot!

And she sews and sews everything, so one stalk is left to her.

The Owl took out a feather and threw it out the window:

On, open the door, go for water, but look at me, if I see that you are going to run, I will call Baba Yaga, she will quickly catch up with you!

Mashenka opened the door and said:

My owl, Owl, go into the hut and show me how to sit in the pot, how to cover with a lid.

The Owl got angry and how it would jump into the pipe and hit the boiler! Masha pushed the flap, and she sat down to sew the carpet. Suddenly the earth trembled, everything around began to rustle, a needle escaped from Masha's hands:

Let's run, Mashenka, hurry up,

Open three doors

Take a flying carpet

The trouble is coming to us!

Mashenka grabbed the flying carpet, opened the doors with an owl feather and ran. She ran into the forest, sat down under the Pine carpet to sew. A nimble needle turns white in her hands, shines, a silky skein of thread shimmers, it only remains a little for Masha to finish sewing.

And Baba Yaga jumped into the hut, sniffed the air and shouted:

My owl, Owl,

Where do you walk

Why don't you meet me?

She pulled the cauldron out of the stove, took a large spoon, eats and praises:

How delicious the girl is

How fat the stew is!

She ate all the stew to the very bottom, she looked - and on the bottom there were Owl Feathers! I looked at the wall, where the carpet was hanging, but there was no carpet! She guessed what was the matter here, shook with anger, grabbed herself by the gray hair and started rolling around the hut:

I you, I you

For the Owl-Owl

I'll tear it to shreds!

She sat on her broomstick and soared into the air; flies, spurs herself with a broom.

And Mashenka sits under the Pine, sews, in a hurry, the last stitch remains for her. She asks the Tall Pine:

My dear pine tree

Is Baba Yaga still far away?

Pine answers her:

Baba Yaga flew past Green Meadows,

She waved the broomstick, turned to the forest ...

Mashenka is in a hurry even more, she has very little time left, but she has nothing to sew, she has run out of silk threads. Mashenka began to cry. Suddenly out of nowhere - Silkworm:

Don't cry, Mashenka, you have silk on you,

Introduce my thread to the needle!

Masha took the thread and sews again.

Suddenly the trees swayed, the grass stood on end, Baba Yaga swooped down like a whirlwind! But before she had time to go down to the ground, the Pine presented her branches to her, she got entangled in them and fell to the ground right next to Masha.

And Mashenka finished the last stitch and spread the flying carpet, only to sit on it remains.

And Baba Yaga is already rising from the ground. Masha threw a hedgehog needle at her: an old hedgehog came running, rushed to Baba Yaga's legs, pricks her with his needles, does not let her get up from the ground. And Mashenka, meanwhile, jumped on the carpet, the plane flew up the carpet under the very clouds and in one second flew Mashenka home.

She began to live, to live, to sew, to embroider for the benefit of people, for her joy, and she took care of her needle more than her eyes. And Babu Yaga was pushed by hedgehogs into the swamp, and there she sank for ever and ever.

Magic needle
Valentina Oseeva

Oseeva Valentina

Magic needle

Valentina Alexandrovna Oseeva

Magic needle

Once upon a time there was Mashenka the needlewoman, and she had a magic needle. Masha will sew a dress - she will wash and iron the dress itself. He will sew the tablecloth with gingerbread and sweets, lay it on the table, lo and behold - and indeed sweets appear on the table. Masha loved her needle, took care of her more than her eyes and still did not save it. Once I went into the forest for berries and lost. I searched, looked, searched all the grass - no needles. Mashenka sat down under a tree and let's cry.

The Hedgehog took pity on the girl, climbed out of the mink and gave her his needle:

Masha thanked him, took the needle, and she thought: "I was not so mine."

And let's cry again.

The tall old Pine saw her tears - threw her a needle to her:

Take it, Mashenka, maybe she'll come in handy!

Mashenka took, bowed low to Pine and walked through the forest. She walks, wipes her tears, and she thinks: "Not this needle, mine was better."

Here she met a Silkworm, walking - spinning silk, wrapped all over with silk thread.

Take, Mashenka, my silk hack, maybe it will come in handy for you.

The girl thanked him and began to ask:

Silkworm, Silkworm, you have been living in the forest for a long time, you have been spinning silk for a long time, you have made golden threads from silk, do you know where my needle is?

Silkworm thought, shook his head ...

The needle is yours, Mashenka, Baba Yaga has a bone leg. In the hut on chicken legs. Only there is no path there, no path. It's tricky to get it out of there.

Mashenka began to ask him to tell where Baba Yaga - the bone leg lives.

The Silkworm told her everything:

You need to go there not for the sun, but behind a cloud,

On nettles and thorns,

Through the ravines and through the swamp

Until the oldest well.

There and birds do not build nests,

Some toads and snakes live

Yes there is a hut on chicken legs,

Sews himself a flying carpet

Woe to the one who goes there.

Don't go, Mashenka, forget your needle,

Take a better silk hack!

Mashenka bowed to Silkworm in her belt, took the silk of the hanks and went, and the Silkworm shouted after her:

Don't go, Mashenka, don't go!

Baba Yaga has a hut on chicken legs,

On chicken legs in one window.

A big owl is guarding the hut,

An owl's head sticks out of the pipe,

At night Baba Yaga sews with your needle,

Embroiders himself a flying carpet.

Woe, woe to those who go there!

Mashenka is scared to go to Baba Yaga, but she is sorry for her needle.

So she chose a dark cloud in the sky,

A cloud led her

By nettles and thorns

Until the oldest well

To a green muddy swamp,

Where toads and snakes live,

Where birds do not build their nests.

Masha sees a hut on chicken legs,

Baba Yaga herself is sitting at the window,

And an Owl's head sticks out of the pipe ...

A terrible Owl saw Masha, but when she gasped, she screamed at the whole forest:

Oh-ho-ho-ho! Who's here? Who's here?

Masha was frightened, her legs buckled from fear. And the Owl turns his eyes, and her eyes, like lanterns, shine, one yellow, the other green, everything from them around is yellow and green!

Mashenka sees that she has nowhere to go, bowed low to the Owl and asks:

Let, Owl, see Babu Yaga. I have something to do with her!

The Owl laughed, groaned, and Baba Yaga shouted to her from the window:

My owl, Owl, the roast itself climbs into our stove!

And she says to the girl so affectionately:

Come in, Mashenka, come in!

I myself will open all the doors for you,

I'll close them for you myself!

Mashenka came up to the hut and saw: one door was closed with an iron bolt, a heavy lock was hanging on the other, and a cast chain on the third.

The Owl threw three feathers to her.

Open the doors, he says, and come in as soon as possible!

Mashenka took one feather, put it to the bolt - the first door opened, put the second feather to the lock - the second door opened, she put the third feather on the cast chain - the chain fell to the floor, the third door opened in front of her! Masha came into the hut and saw: Baba Yaga was sitting at the window, spinning threads on a spindle, and there was a carpet on the floor, wings were embroidered with silk on it, and the Machine had a needle stuck into the unfinished wing.

Masha rushed to the needle, and Baba Yaga, as she hit the floor with a broomstick, as she shouted:

Don't touch my flying carpet! Sweep the hut, chop wood, heat the stove, I'll finish the carpet, fry you and eat you!

Baba Yaga grabbed a needle, sews and says:

Girl, girl, tomorrow night

I will feast on the carpet with the Owl-Owl,

And you look to sweep the hut

And she herself would be in the stove!

Mashenka is silent, does not respond,

And the black night is already approaching ...

Baba Yaga flew away a little light, and Mashenka soon sat down to sew the carpet. She sews, sews, she does not raise her head, she has three stalks left to sew, when suddenly the whole thicket around began to hum, the hut began to shake, the hut trembled, the blue sky darkened - Baba Yaga returned and asks:

My owl, Owl,

Did you eat and drink well?

Was the girl tasty?

The Owl groaned, groaned:

Owl's head did not eat, did not drink,

And your girl is alive, alive.

I didn't heat the stove, I didn't cook myself,

She didn't feed me anything.

Baba Yaga jumped into the hut, and the needle whispers to Mashenka:

Take out the pine needle

Put it on the carpet like new

Baba Yaga flew away again, and Mashenka quickly got down to business: she sews, embroiders, does not raise her head, and the Owl shouts to her:

Girl, girl, why doesn't the smoke rise from the chimney?

Mashenka answers her:

My owl, Owl,

The stove ignites poorly.

And she puts firewood, ignites the fire.

And the Owl again:

Girl, girl, is the water boiling in the boiler?

And Mashenka answers her:

The water in the boiler does not boil.

There is a cauldron on the table.

And she herself puts a boiler of water on the fire and sits down to work again. Mashenka sews, sews, and the needle runs along the carpet, and the Owl again shouts:

Heat the stove, I want to eat!

Masha added firewood, smoke went to the Owl.

Girl, girl! - shouts the Owl. - Sit in the pot, cover the lid and climb into the oven!

And Masha says:

I would be glad to please you, Owl, but there is no water in the pot!

And she sews and sews everything, so one stalk is left to her.

The Owl took out a feather and threw it out the window:

On, open the door, go for water, but look at me, if I see that you are going to run, I will call Baba Yaga, she will quickly catch up with you!

Mashenka opened the door and said:

My owl, Owl, go into the hut and show me how to sit in the pot, how to cover with a lid.

The Owl got angry and how it would jump into the pipe and hit the boiler! Masha pushed the flap, and she sat down to sew the carpet. Suddenly the earth trembled, everything around began to rustle, a needle escaped from Masha's hands:

Let's run, Mashenka, hurry up,

Open three doors

Take a flying carpet

The trouble is coming to us!

Mashenka grabbed the flying carpet, opened the doors with an owl feather and ran. She ran into the forest, sat down under the Pine carpet to sew. A nimble needle turns white in her hands, shines, a silky skein of thread shimmers, it only remains a little for Masha to finish sewing.

And Baba Yaga jumped into the hut, sniffed the air and shouted:

My owl, Owl,

Where do you walk

Why don't you meet me?

She pulled the cauldron out of the stove, took a large spoon, eats and praises:

How delicious the girl is

How fat the stew is!

She ate all the stew to the very bottom, she looked - and on the bottom there were Owl Feathers! I looked at the wall, where the carpet was hanging, but there was no carpet! She guessed here what was the matter, shook with anger, grabbed herself by the gray hair and let her ride around the hut:

I you, I you

For the Owl-Owl

I'll tear it to shreds!

She sat on her broomstick and soared into the air; flies, spurs herself with a broom.

And Mashenka sits under the Pine, sews, in a hurry, the last stitch remains for her. She asks the Tall Pine:

My dear pine tree

Is Baba Yaga still far away?

Pine answers her:

Baba Yaga flew past Green Meadows,

She waved the broomstick, turned into the forest ...

Mashenka is in a hurry even more, she has very little time left, but she has nothing to sew, she has run out of silk threads. Mashenka began to cry. Suddenly out of nowhere - Silkworm:

Don't cry, Mashenka, you have silk on you,

Introduce my thread to the needle!

Masha took the thread and sews again.

Suddenly the trees swayed, the grass stood on end, Baba Yaga swooped down like a whirlwind! But before she had time to go down to the ground, the Pine presented her branches to her, she got entangled in them and fell to the ground right next to Masha.

And Mashenka finished the last stitch and spread the flying carpet, only to sit on it remains.

And Baba Yaga is already rising from the ground. Masha threw a hedgehog needle at her: an old hedgehog came running, rushed to Baba Yaga's legs, pricks her with his needles, does not let her get up from the ground. And Mashenka, meanwhile, jumped on the carpet, the plane flew up the carpet under the very clouds and in one second flew Mashenka home.

She began to live, to live, to sew, to embroider for the benefit of people, for her joy, and she took care of her needle more than her eyes. And Babu Yaga was pushed by hedgehogs into the swamp, and there she sank for ever and ever.