How the move still continued

A North Siberian animals fairytale about Rupert the Bear

One day decided to leave the bears from Bear Country and live . Mushrooms in the Country No sooner said than done . The big bears led the way , the kids hopped behind them : parents bears and bear children.

They wandered all on. They came to a stream , they waded through it, they came to a river , they swam about , they came to a mountain , they climbed over it .

The smallest bear walked all the way back . It was tired and could have one leg but hardly get past the other .

He moaned softly , but his mother did not hear him. He began to cry harder , but the mother did not stop. She walked in front and looked straight ahead . Rupert tried to catch her, but he could not run as hard . His legs ached.

Suddenly discovered the bear ripe blackberries . He stopped and began to smikkelen . He relished and relished the sweet fruits until he could no longer . He turned his head and looked around. In nowhere was seeing a bear. They were long gone behind the high mountain .

Now Rupert was afraid , so all alone in the tundra . He sat on the hind legs , crying heartbreaking. Somewhere gave an animal with a terrifying answer : "Yak , yak ! " Rupert was frightened and ran away . He walked and walked , hit his foot against a stone , took his skin open to the bushes. There he was also a downward slope , the middle of the stream. Soaking wet he climbed laboriously on shore .

It began to get dark. Rupert crawled among the bushes and fell asleep. When he awoke the next morning , there was a strange animal beside him . It had long ears , a short tail and sniffing nose. Rupert thought it was a funny animal.

" Who are you ? " he asked.

"I am a hare. And how are you so get here? "

" The big bears are walked . I could not keep up and now they have left me . "

The hare felt sorry for the bear and took him to his lair . And now they lived together , were close friends and were always together. The hare nibbled on leaves , the bear berries relished . The hare knocked the dust from the fur of the bear Rupert and combing the hair of the hare with his sharp claws . They had the best together - could not be better .

Once the hare went to the river to drink . There he saw a mother bear standing on the shore , with her ​​paw to catching fish was in the shallow water .

The wild hare took to their heels , but thought, " What have I to fear Run away from her , I can still . "

And he called the bear mother, " Hey , stupid she-bear , all bears are long gone from this neighborhood What are you doing here . ? "

" I am looking for my little son . I lost him when we moved to the Mushroom Land . Bears all children there , not just my son . He's probably lost. "

" That must be my boyfriend are. Come, I will cause you to him . If you recognize him, he 's yours , you do not recognize him , he can stay with me . "

When hazenhol arrived , Rupert saw his mother immediately . Glad he walked towards her. The mother was overjoyed . She licked her son from his head to his feet. " Ah, my dear son , I'm glad that I 've found you again ! Come along soon ! "

And Rupert went along . After a short walk , the bear turned . He saw that the hare on his hind legs for the cave sat and cried miserably . Now Rupert also began to sob : " Let's go back I do not move ! " But his mother said, "Come now, but the child there is very nice and there are a lot of mushrooms You will see that you will find it delightful . . "

The bear brought her son through the forest to the cave . He cried at a stretch . It did not . Pleased him His mother gave him to eat , but he ate nothing . The mother did games with him , but he kept crying . "I do not like it ! Here in the forest is dark , the light tundra . Mushrooms here are bitter and the sweet berries there . I want to return to the tundra ! "

Now the bear was very sad . " Well , " she said, " we stay one night here and tomorrow we go back to the tundra . "

She went to sleep . Rupert did nothing but toss and sobbed in his sleep . He was fanning heard very early - go, go - for someone to step in and when to burrow around . Rupert ran out and there he saw his little friend , the hare ! They were great games: hide and seek , running races and so on .

Now the bear was awake and she went to the address for the return . " What are you doing now , mom ? " asked Rupert . " Where are you going? "

" How can you ask me now ? Let's go back . To the tundra that what you want ? You do not like it here? "

" Now I kind of like it here , " said the bear . " It's beautiful and there are mushrooms . I do not want to leave! "

And so they remained in the forest , the bear , her little son and his friend , the hare.


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Airmail for animals

On a January will send the people
another beautiful cards with greetings and wishes,
but also all the animals, it's really true,
wishing each other Happy New Year:

Finch writes a letter
its Zoetelief
and Karel Sparrow
sends a letter to his sister
and two young rooks
a letter to their mummy.
All that goes along with the air mail
to Overflakkee, or Heiligerlee.

The airmail is ready. About fourteen seconds
he moved to Cape Town or Zutfen or London.
This post is a pitch-black crow, you should know,
he cries, Kra, beads, beads! Have you forgotten anything?
Sometimes has the rabbit
a letter to Berlin?

And you, pheasants,
a card for your aunt?
A letter to your uncle
in Brussels or Rome?
No further letters I will go.
But like he wants to leave, there is someone ...

It's Simon Leprechaun, he calls shocked:
Fortunately, the post is not just left!
There are thirty letters in 't around
all kinds of animals, there on the ground:

A letter from the mouse
to her parents' home,
a letter from two moles
to someone in Zwolle,
a letter from the spin
to his family,
a letter from the woodpecker and a letter from the siskin,
a letter for Zaltbommel and Paris.

Okay, says the crow, but put it in my bag.
Then he goes to leave, he goes full throttle
and then get every animal (it does not matter which)
a letter in his bus: Happy New Year!


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In the cave of crocodile

A story of the island of Samoa about counting from one to ten

There were once a man and a woman and who were called SAFEA and Talangua. They lived on the island of Samoa and they had ten sons who were called off on the list, Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven, Six, Five, Four, Three, Two and One. Then they got a girl and they called Sina.

Once was in another village a competition held in javelin and all eleven children of SAFEA and Talangua did a participant. First, there with sticks thrown into the bushes. And Sina's stick flew further than any other. Then she threw with sticks on the beach. And look, again threw her Sina stick the very furthest. But hey, instead of on the beach her stick ended up in the lair of the crocodile.

Sina was stick checked her and now she asked kindly to the crocodile if he could please stick wanted to give her back. "Come and get it yourself, little Sina," said the crocodile. Sina and then went into the cave to get the stick but she was still not ... or flap, there joined the rocks together and Sina was caught!

Ten Her brother had seen her go into the cave and now he began to cry out: "? Sina, Sina, where have you gone What's wrong with you, Sina Come in my boat, I'm going home.".

Sina's voice answered from the cave: "Oh, Ten, Ten brother dear, when you come home to tell mom and dad that I'm trapped in the belly of the crocodile and I can not get out."

Ten went away. But when SAFEA Talangua and asked him: "Where is Sina?" Then he said, "Oh, that comes later in the boot of Nine."

Now Nine went to the cave of the crocodile and he cried? "Sina, Sina, where have you gone What's wrong with you, Sina Come in my boat, I go home?".

And Sina's voice replied again: "Oh, Nine, Nine dear brother, when you come home to tell mom and dad that I'm trapped in the cave of the crocodile and I can not get out." Nine went away. But when SAFEA Talangua and asked him: "Where is Sina?" Then he said, "Oh, that comes later in the boot of Eight."

The other brothers went no different. But at last came a turn. He also called for the sole of the crocodile "? Sina, Sina, where have you gone What's wrong with you, Sina Come quickly along in my boat, I go home?". And Sina's voice answered from the cave: "Ah A, A dear brother, when you come home say to mom and dad that I'm trapped in the cave of the crocodile and I can not get out."

A brother had not heard those words, that he took a bold decision. Just before the cave of the crocodile was a tall coconut tree. There he climbed in and began to shout loudly: "Loe-li, Lu-li, Lu-li!" Like a flying dog. At the same time he picked a bunch of coconuts and he threw one after the other down. So that they ended up in front of the cave of the crocodile.

When Sina heard the clatter of falling coconuts, she said: "Please, dear crocodile, close the door once very, very briefly a crack is to choke.." The crocodile opened the door a crack and saw all those coconuts are Sina and she said: "Look at you, dear crocodile, what a beautiful coconuts are there Come on, let me pick them equally, then I thread a beautiful necklace. of for you. "

But the crocodile growled: "Hum, hum, why do I understand what you are planning you want to run away?.."

"Oh, no, no, dear crocodile," exclaimed Sina, "Nope, I do not. But when you get there so afraid, why tie your rope end than that which is there, not my leg? That love you then fixed and you can be sure that I can not walk away. " That was the crocodile a good plan. He took the rope and tied it securely to Sina's left leg and then if Sina coconuts will pick up as much as they wanted. But once she was out, the crocodile did not trust it at all yet. "Hum, hum," he cried, "Sina, Sina say, you will certainly not run away?"

Sina and replied, "Oh no, dear crocodile, I'm not thinking Toe, wait for a while before you pull me in. I have far picked up all the coconuts..." But once Sina came out, let A is soon from the tree. He quickly untied the rope of Sina's foot loose and tied it to the trunk of the tree. Then he took his sister's hand, ran with her to his boat and quickly became her home. And meanwhile kept the crocodile still the rope. But finally bored him and he started pulling. And he cried, "Sina, Sina!"

O wonder ... now began to talk. all the leaves of the coconut tree at a time "O-o-o-o-o!" they said.

"Yes," the crocodile replied, "Now you must come at once, Sina. And say, what are all for people I hear talk outside?" He thought, maybe those people have come away the child. But that will not happen! And immediately he pulled with all his strength so great crocodile hard on the rope around the heavy coconut tree fell. He plopped on top of the crocodile, which was completely crushed.

Meanwhile safely Sina and A were already home. They had to tell all about the crocodile and how his sister had saved a.

"Well, well," said SAFEA and Talangua against the other guys, "that's a fine thing what we did hear about you, great rascals. Now we see how little you care about your little sister. Your youngest brother is the flinkste of all.'s why we do not count, now ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one, but just the opposite. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight , nine, ten. That will be your punishment. " And since that time begin to count all the people in the world by ... a!


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Airmail for Santa

A Christmas story about a boy who sends his wishes by balloon

Red balloon martijn and his mother lived in a small village high in the mountains. They were poor. Martijn had no father. Martijn's mother was a seamstress, but in such a small town there is not much sewing. Martijn went every day after school to the forest to gather that he could sell wood. Still, she had just enough money for what they really were allernodigst.

One evening the baker's wife came to pick her new skirt. She put three coins for Martijn's mother on the table and a booklet for Martijn. "It's just an old agenda. But there are beautiful pictures."

"Thank you!" Martijn said happily. He sat down with the book by the flickering light and looked at the pictures. The picture in the month of December he liked best. Every year Santa Claus with his reindeer sleigh from the North Pole to us. He brings gifts for all with little children, stood underneath. For all the dear children? Am I not been good? Martijn wondered. I have never received a gift from Santa.

"Mama, what Santa brings presents?" he asked.

"I think he cares what the kids like to have," his mother replied. She rubbed her eyes. "I would not mind having a new lamp. I would have better light to sew. Martijn Come, we go to sleep."

But Martijn slept not at all tasty. He had all the time thinking about Santa Claus. Maybe Santa never brought him a gift because he did not know what Martijn wanted. That was it? But how was Martijn let Santa know what he wanted to do? Well, it had all pointless. Sadly Martijn pulled the blanket over his head.

The next morning Martijn Dirk, came against the driver. "I've brought you something," whispered Dirk mysterious. He was holding something behind his broad back clogged. "What then? Trick? Or a horse of wood carving?" recommended Martijn. "Error! Totally wrong!" Dirk laughed. At that time, went after him red sphere and the moon. "A Balloon!"

"I have in Urma bought at the fair for you," said Dirk. "And there is special air in, so he can fly."

Martijn carefully picked the string fixed. He was silent. Dirk region Martijn through his hair. Then he climbed back on his sled.

Thrilled with his beautiful balloon Martijn walked away. That afternoon he had gathered no wood. He sat on the fence around the sheep grazing and looked at his balloon. He could not his eyes off them. As red as the coat of Santa Claus and as round as his belly. And he danced so beautifully in the wind! If Martijn would let go of the rope, he would fly up in the sky. Or to the North Pole. Suddenly began to beat. Martijns heart faster Perhaps the balloon could bring his wishes to Santa Claus! Martijn jumped the fence and ran home. There he carefully tore a leaf from his notebook paper. He wrote a long letter:

    Dear Santa,
    My name is Martijn and I'm eight years.
    I have a picture of you seen an agenda and I have a few wishes. Would you please bring a lamp to my mother? And I would like to have. Warm boots My shoes are so cold in the winter. And also like warm gloves. Mine have become so thin.
    If I may ask one thing, it brings the lamp please.
    I hope you can find me.
    I live in Strenca on the mountain.
    Please come!
    Your Martijn.

Martijn folded the letter and tied him to the string of the balloon. When he climbed the mountain behind the village, all the way to the top.

Long Martijn stared into the distance. Where would be the North Pole? Did he really let his beautiful balloon go? But it was the only way to get. His letter to Santa Claus Martijn looked once or buttons all well stuck. Then he pressed a kiss on the cheek fat of the balloon and let him go.

But the cold mountain wind blew out to the north. He came from the north, and he blew Martijn balloon to the south. On forests, mountains and valleys to the sea. On the outskirts of a large city the balloon did not have enough strength left to fly farther. He floated along a roof and came down in a garden visit.

Moments later the old Thijs came out of his house. He saw the deflated balloon. "What is that stuff," he growled. Thijs was was often cantankerous since his wife died. That was because he felt so lonely. When Thijs Martijn saw letter. He unfolded it and read it. "He wants what Santa," snorted the old man. "Ha! What that represents is spoiled monkey do! Wish i would!" Thijs crumpled the letter and threw it in the garbage.

But that night slept Thijs not good. He kept thinking about Santa Claus. He used to have had wishes, children, grandchildren - and yet he was all alone. And that Martijn was perhaps not such a spoiled youngster. Boots, gloves and a lamp for his mother. What child now asked such things to Santa?

Very early in the morning was Thijs. He took Martijn letter back from the garbage. Strenca. Where was that?

Two days later there was a wonderful old man at the station of Urma. He had a red coat and he had a bag full of parcels with them. Above his head danced a red balloon. "Getting to Strenca?" asked the strange old man. "There, you can now only come with a horse-drawn sleigh," the stationmaster said. "Hey, Dirk, come here. This gentleman wants to Strenca."

A few hours later there was a knock on the door at Martijn. And when Santa Claus came. Really, really true - Santa Claus! He had fur-lined boots and wonderfully warm mittens Martijn with him. And a lamp that gave a lot of light for Martijn's mother. Fruit and sweets. And the beautiful Christmas balloon he had returned!

Santa stayed up all night with Martijn. He held his hand until he fell asleep. Then he talked long with Martijn's mother.

When daylight came the next morning, they loaded a bundle of clothes, the new lamp and the sewing basket on Dirks sled. When she went to the station of Urma.

Now living Martijn and his mother by Thijs. Every day after school Martijn plays in the garden. The old Thijs can laugh again and Martijn and his mother call him "Grandpa."

Every year as the Christmas, buy Martijn, his mother and Thijs a red balloon. Then they write Santa a thank you letter and tie it to the string. Then they let the balloon fly - over valleys, mountains and forests to the North Pole.


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The Easter Bunny

On a nice day in early spring there was once a cheerful bunny that hopped over the field. Hares are certainly on earth to be gay but there are other species that the animals very useful that they can be opgegeten.Veel of the relatives of the tenderloin were used as food. But still happy bunny hopped over the field.

When it is so carefree jump around, suddenly saw something very strange. It looked a shallow hole in the dark ground with many light-colored round things in it, which is very stiff and hard to lay all the young spring green. That was the nest of a partridge, which had just left his eggs just to find food. The eggs were about to come out and it was a little open stolen. Behold, lit a small yellow beak from the egg! That was a new experience for leapfrog. It knew how his family had always been, to sacrifice their own life to the dead soft but what these eggs did was something very different! Prepared Which could come from a dead hard shell itself new life to emerge! That could not.'s Skirt With great admiration the animal stood watching. At the nest

But oh horror! There was a dark shadow over the eggs. That was a big hawk, who descended from the sky to peck.'s Young life away

The hare thought for a moment. It jumped on the nest and protected the eggs with his body. When the hawk shot down and hit his claws died in the hare and the hare.

Now the wild hawk the little animal run up, but look how he labored his powers, he could not get off the ground. The hare had become so heavy that no power on earth could lift him up. Well, then the hawk devour him on the spot and he picked up the body of the bunny. But ... how hard he picked up, he could not create new wounds. The soft skin had become an impenetrable shell, hard as stone. Now was the hawk fly away with an empty stomach.

But the next morning when the sun with its rays earliest the wounds of the dead animal stroked, the hare stood up and was alive again. Inside his hardened skin was new life awakens. And behold, now broke all shells open and there were anywhere from yellow chicks. They were hatched by the hare. She immediately jumped around and could now save themselves.

The leapfrog collected all the pieces and flakes of eggshells and took them. And what he did with those chips? He sowed them in a quiet hidden garden, no one knows where. And in that garden grow every spring new eggs. These are the eggs. That brings the hare in the gardens of the people and put them right, for example, where a living zaadkiempje from his hard shell is cracked, or where a dead cocoon a young butterfly is flown. But most are looking for the hare from places where in the past year has happened, something special in a home where someone is sick, where a child has died or where a baby is born. He also likes to go to places where an argument has been made that is again good. Or where someone can help grief. He just does not lay eggs down, but he stops dandruff in the ground near seeds of trees and plants. Which then grow into very special growths. Every year at Easter there will emerge as beautiful eggs themselves. Children who find these eggs have later certainly a warm heart. Yes, those are the only real eggs!


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The wolf and the seven little goats

There was once an old goat who had seven little kids and they loved them as a mother loves her children. One day she wanted to go into the forest to fetch food she called all seven together, and said:

"Dear children, I go to the forest, be on your guard against the wolf when he comes in, he will eat all of you with skin and hair on The wretch often disguises himself, but by his rough voice and his black feet. you recognize him immediately. "

The kids said, "Dear mother, we will be careful, you can leave quietly."

Then the old one bleated, and went on the road with confidence. It was not long before someone knocked on the door and called, "Open the door, dear children, I am, mother, I brought something for you all." But the kids heard the hoarse voice that it was the wolf. "We do not open," she cried, "you are not our mother, who has a soft, pleasant voice, but your voice is hoarse, you are the wolf!" Then the wolf went to a shop and bought a large piece of chalk, he ate this and made his voice soft. When he came back, knocked at the door and cried, "Open the door, dear children, I am, mother, I brought something for you all." But the wolf had laid his black paws against the window, saw that the children and they cried: "We do not open our mother has not black feet like you, you are the wolf." Then the wolf ran to a baker and said, "I have hurt my feet, rub some dough." And when the baker had rubbed his feet over, he ran to the miller and said: "Sprinkle some white meal over my leg." The miller thought: The wolf wants to deceive someone, and he refused, but the wolf said. "If you do not, I will devour you." Then the miller was afraid, and made his paws white. Yes, so are the people.

Now the wretch went for the third time on the front door, knocked at it and said, "Open up, children, your dear mother has come home and has something for all of you brought from the woods." The kids cried: "Let us first see your paws that we know you are really our mother." Then he put his paws against the window, and when they saw that they were white, they believed everything he said was true, and opened the door.

But who should come in but the wolf! They were terrified and wanted to hide. One sprang under the table, the second into the bed, the third into the stove, the fourth into the kitchen, the fifth into the cupboard, the sixth under the sink, the seventh in the closet of the wall clock. But the wolf found them all, and used no great ceremony one after another through his throat. Only the youngest, who was in the closet of the clock, he found none. When the wolf had satisfied his appetite, he made what he wanted, went out into the green meadow under a tree and fell asleep.

Not long afterwards the old goat came home again from the forest. Oh, how they got there to see! The front door was wide open, table, chairs and benches were thrown about, dishes broken, blankets and pillows were torn off the bed.

She sought her children, but they were nowhere to be found. She called them by their names, one after another, but no one answered. Finally, when she was to the youngest, a soft voice cried: "Dear Mother, I'm in the closet of the clock." She took it out and he told her that the wolf had come and had eaten all the others. You can imagine how she wept over her poor children.

Finally she walked into her grief out and the youngest kid ran with her. When she came to the meadow wolf lying under a tree and snored so loud that the branches shook. She looked at him from all sides and saw that something was moving and struggling in his abdominal distension. Oh my God, she thought, that my poor children whom he has swallowed down for dinner are still alive?

The kid had to run home and scissors, needle and thread. Then they cut the monster's stomach, and hardly had they done a cut, or a kid stuck his head out, and when she cut farther, all six sprang out one after another and they were all still alive and had suffered no injury , because the monster had swallowed them down whole within his gluttony. That was a joy!

They embraced their dear mother, and jumped like a tailor at his wedding. But the old goat said:

"Now you must go search field boulders and therefore we stop the belly of the wicked beast while still asleep."

Then the seven kids dragged hastily pebbles and put them in the belly of the wolf, in as much as they could get. But When the old sewed him so quickly again that he noticed nothing and not even moving.

When the wolf finally slept, he stood up and as the stones in his stomach made him very thirsty, he wanted to be a source for drinking. But when he moved off, taking from one side to the other ran to swing, bumped the stones in his stomach rattling against each other.

Then he exclaimed:

    "What judders and sloshing
    There in my belly?
    I thought the kids were six,
    But these are big stones! "

And when he came to the source and across the water and bent to drink, the heavy stones in it and he was drowned him.

When the seven kids saw that, they came running and shouted, "The wolf is dead, the wolf is dead," and made of joy with their mother dancing around the source.


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