Once upon a time there was Masha the needlewoman, and she had a magic needle. Masha sews a dress - the dress itself washes and irons. 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, cherished it more than her eyes, and yet she did not save it. Once I went into the forest for berries and lost it. I searched, I searched, I went around all the bushes, I searched all the grass - no, as there is no needle. Mashenka sat down under a tree and started crying.
The Hedgehog took pity on the girl, got out of the mink and gave her his needle.
Masha thanked him, took the needle, and she herself thought: “I wasn’t like that.” And let's cry again. The tall old Pine saw her tears - she threw her needle to her.
- Take it, Mashenka, maybe it will come in handy for you!
Masha took it, bowed low to Sos and went through the forest. She walks, wipes her tears, and she thinks: “This needle is not like that, mine was better.” She met the Silkworm, she was walking - she was spinning silk, wrapped herself in silk thread.
- Take, Masha, my silk hank, 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 make golden threads from silk, do you know where my needle is?
The Silkworm thought, shook his head.
- Your needle, Masha, is with Baba Yaga, Baba Yaga has a bone leg. In a hut on chicken legs. Only there is no way, no path. It's smart 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 for the cloud,
By nettles and thorns,
Through the ravines and through the swamp
To the very old well.
Birds don't make nests there,
Only toads and snakes live
Yes, there is a hut on chicken legs,
Baba Yaga herself sits by the window,
He embroiders a flying carpet.
Woe to those who go there.
Don't go, Mashenka, forget your needle,
Better take my skein of silk!
Masha bowed at the waist to the Silkworm, took a hank of silk 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.
The big Owl guards the hut,
An owl's head sticks out of the pipe,
At night, Baba Yaga sews with your needle,
He embroiders a flying carpet.
Woe, woe to the one who goes there!
Mashenka is afraid to go to Baba Yaga, but she feels sorry for her needle.
Here she chose a dark cloud in the sky.
The cloud led her
By nettles and thorns
Down to the oldest well
To the green muddy swamp,
Where the toads and snakes live
Where the birds don't make their nests.
Masha sees a hut on chicken legs,
Baba Yaga herself sits by the window,
And an owl's head sticks out of the pipe ...
The terrible Owl saw Masha, and as she groaned, she shouted to the whole forest:
– Oh-ho-ho-ho! Who is there? Who is there?
Masha was frightened, her legs buckled from fear. And the Owl rolls her eyes, and her eyes glow like lanterns, one yellow, the other green, everything around them is yellow and green!
Mashenka sees she has nowhere to go, bowed low to the Owl and asked:
- Let me, Owl, see Baba Yaga. I have business with her!
The Owl laughed, groaned, and Baba Yaga shouted to her from the window:
- My owl, Owl, the hottest thing 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 myself for you!
Mashenka came up to the hut and saw: one door was closed with an iron bolt, another heavy lock hangs on the third, a cast chain on the third.
Owl threw her three feathers.
“Open,” he says, “the doors and come in as soon as possible!”
Masha took one feather, attached it to the bolt - the first door opened, attached the second feather to the lock - the second door opened, she attached the third feather to 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 by the window, winding threads on a spindle, and a carpet lies on the floor, wings are embroidered with silk on it and a needle is stuck in the unfinished wing. Masha rushed to the needle, and Baba Yaga, as if she hit the floor with a broomstick, how she screamed:
Don't touch my magic carpet! Sweep the hut, chop wood, heat the stove, I’ll finish the carpet, roast you and eat you!
Baba Yaga grabbed a needle, sews and says:
- Girl, girl, tomorrow night
I'll feast on the carpet with the Owl-Owl,
And you look to sweep the hut
And she would have been in the oven! -
Mashenka is silent, does not respond,
And the black night is already approaching ...
Baba Yaga flew away a little before light, and Mashenka quickly sat down to finish sewing the carpet. She sews, sews, does not raise her head, she has three stems left to finish, when all of a sudden the whole thicket around her hummed, the hut shook, the hut trembled, the blue sky darkened - Baba Yaga returned and asked:
- My owl, Owl,
Are you eating and drinking well?
Was the girl nice?
Moaned, groaned Owl:
- Owl's head did not eat, did not drink,
And your girl is alive and 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 whispered to Mashenka:
- Take out a pine needle,
Put on carpet like new
Baba Yaga flew away again, Masha quickly set to work; sews, embroiders, does not raise her head, and the Owl shouts to her:
“Girl, girl, why doesn’t smoke rise from the chimney?”
Mashenka answers her:
- My owl, Owl, the stove flares up badly.
And she puts firewood herself, kindles the fire.
And 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 cauldron of water on the fire and again sits down to work. Mashenka sews, sews, and the needle runs on the carpet, and the Owl again shouts:
- Turn on the stove, I want to eat!
Masha planted firewood, smoke went to the Owl.
- Girl, girl! the Owl screams. “Get in the pot, put the lid on 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, she only has one stalk left.
Owl took out a feather from herself and threw it into the window.
- On, open the door, go for water, but watch 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 down to the hut and show how to sit in a pot, how to cover yourself with a lid.
The Owl got angry and jumped into the chimney and landed in the cauldron! Masha pushed the shutter, and she herself sat down to sew the carpet. Suddenly the earth trembled, everything around rustled, a needle broke out of Masha's hands:
- Let's run, Mashenka, hurry up,
Open three doors
Get a flying carpet
Trouble is upon us!
Masha grabbed the magic carpet, opened the door with an owl's 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 threads shimmers, just a little bit remains to finish Masha.
And Baba Yaga jumped into the hut, sniffed the air and shouted:
- My owl, Owl,
Where do you play
Why don't you meet me?
She pulled out a cauldron from the stove, took a large spoon, eats and praises:
- What a delicious girl,
What a greasy stew!
She ate all the stew to the very bottom, she looks - on the bottom there are Owl feathers! She looked at the wall where the carpet hung, but there was no carpet! She guessed what was the matter, trembled with anger, grabbed her gray hair and let's ride around the hut:
- I you, I you
For Owl Owl
I'll tear it to shreds!
She sat on her pomelo and soared into the air; flies, spurs itself with a broom.
And Mashenka sits under the Pine, sews, hurries, the last stitch remains for her. She asks Pine high:
- My dear pine, is Baba Yaga still far away?
Pine answers her:
- Baba Yaga flew green meadows,
She waved her broom, turned to the forest ...
Mashenka hurries even more, she has very little left, but there is nothing to sew, she has run out of silk threads. Mashenka cried. Suddenly, out of nowhere, the Silkworm:
- Don't cry, Masha, you're wearing silk,
Thread my needle!
Masha took the thread and sews again.
Suddenly the trees swayed, the grass rose on end, Baba Yaga flew in like a whirlwind! Yes, she did not have time to go down to the ground, when the Pine planted her branches for 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, all that remains is to sit on it.
And Baba Yaga is already rising from the ground. Masha threw a hedgehog needle at her - the old Hedgehog ran in, rushed at Baba Yaga's feet, pricked her with his needles, did not let her get up from the ground. And Mashenka, meanwhile, jumped up on the carpet, the flying carpet soared under the very clouds and in one second drove Mashenka home.
She began to live, to live, to sew and embroider for the benefit of people, for her own joy, and she took care of her needle more than her eyes. And Baba Yaga was pushed into the swamp by hedgehogs, where she sank forever and ever.
Oseeva Valentina
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Once upon a time there was Masha the needlewoman, and she had a magic needle. Masha sews a dress - the dress itself washes and irons. He will sew the tablecloth with gingerbread and sweets, lay it on the table, looking - and indeed sweets appear on the table. Masha loved her needle, cherished it more than her eyes, and yet she did not save it. Once I went into the forest for berries and lost it. I searched, searched, searched all the grass - no, there is no needle. Mashenka sat down under a tree and started crying.
The Hedgehog took pity on the girl, got out of the mink and gave her his needle:
Masha thanked him, took the needle, and she herself thought: "Mine was not like that."
And let's cry again.
The tall old Pine saw her tears - she threw her needle to her:
Take it, Masha, maybe it will come in handy for you!
Masha took it, bowed low to the Pine and went through the forest. She walks, wipes away her tears, and she thinks: "This needle is not like that, mine was better."
Here she met the Silkworm, she is walking - the silk is spinning, all wrapped in silk thread.
Take, Mashenka, my silk hank, 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 make golden threads from silk, do you know where my needle is?
The Silkworm thought, shook his head...
Your needle, Mashenka, Baba Yaga has a bone leg. In a hut on chicken legs. Only there is no way, no path. It's smart to get it out of there.
Masha 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 for the cloud,
By nettles and thorns,
Through the ravines and through the swamp
To the very old well.
Birds don't make nests there,
Only toads and snakes live
Yes, there is a hut on chicken legs,
Baba Yaga herself sits by the window,
Embroidering a flying carpet
Woe to those who go there.
Don't go, Mashenka, forget your needle,
Better take a skein of silk!
Masha bowed at the waist to the Silkworm, took a hank of silk and went, and the Silkworm shouted after her:
Don't go, Masha, don't go!
Baba Yaga has a hut on chicken legs,
On chicken legs in one window.
A big owl guards the hut,
An owl's head sticks out of the pipe,
At night, Baba Yaga sews with your needle,
He embroiders a flying carpet.
Woe, woe to the one who goes there!
Mashenka is afraid to go to Baba Yaga, but she feels sorry for her needle.
So she chose a dark cloud in the sky,
The cloud led her
By nettles and thorns
Down to the oldest well
To the green muddy swamp,
Where the toads and snakes live
Where the birds don't make their nests.
Masha sees a hut on chicken legs,
Baba Yaga herself sits by the window,
And an owl's head sticks out of the pipe...
The terrible Owl saw Masha, but as she groaned, she shouted to the whole forest:
Oh ho ho ho! Who is there? Who is there?
Masha was frightened, her legs buckled from fear. And the Owl rolls her eyes, and her eyes, like lanterns, glow, 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 asked:
Let me, Owl, see Baba Yaga. I have business with her!
The Owl laughed, groaned, and Baba Yaga shouted to her from the window:
My owl, Owl, the very hot stuff climbs into our oven!
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 myself for you!
Masha 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 was on the third.
Owl threw her three feathers.
Open, - he says, - the doors and come in as soon as possible!
Masha took one feather, attached it to the bolt - the first door opened, attached the second feather to the lock - the second door opened, she attached the third feather to 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 by the window, winding threads on a spindle, and a carpet lies on the floor, wings are embroidered with silk on it and a needle is stuck in the unfinished wing.
Masha rushed to the needle, and Baba Yaga would hit the floor with a broom, how she would scream:
Don't touch my flying carpet! Sweep the hut, chop wood, heat the stove, I’ll finish the carpet, roast you and eat you!
Baba Yaga grabbed a needle, sews and says:
Girl, girl, tomorrow night
I'll feast the carpet with the Owl-Owl,
And you look to sweep the hut
And she would have been in the oven!
Mashenka is silent, does not respond,
And the black night is already coming...
Baba Yaga flew away a little before light, and Mashenka quickly sat down to finish sewing the carpet. She sews, she sews, she doesn’t raise her head, she has three stems left to finish, when suddenly the whole thicket around her hummed, the hut shook, the hut trembled, the blue sky darkened - Baba Yaga returned and asked:
My owl, Owl,
Are you eating and drinking well?
Was the girl nice?
Moaned, groaned Owl:
Did not eat, did not drink Owl's head,
And your girl is alive and 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 whispered to Mashenka:
Take out the pine needle
Put on carpet like new
Baba Yaga flew away again, and Mashenka quickly set to work: she sews and embroiders, does not raise her head, and the Owl shouts to her:
Girl, girl, why doesn't smoke rise from the chimney?
Mashenka answers her:
My owl, Owl,
The oven burns badly.
And she puts firewood herself, kindles the fire.
And 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 cauldron of water on the fire and again sits down to work. Mashenka sews, sews, and the needle runs on the carpet, and the Owl again shouts:
Turn on the stove, I want to eat!
Masha planted firewood, smoke went to the Owl.
Girl, girl! yells Owl. - Sit in a pot, cover yourself with a 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, she only has one stalk left.
Owl took out a feather from her and threw it into the window:
On, open the door, go for water, but look to 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, come into the hut and show how to sit in a pot, how to cover yourself with a lid.
The Owl got angry and jumped into the chimney and landed in the cauldron! Masha pushed the shutter, and she herself sat down to sew the carpet. Suddenly the earth trembled, everything around rustled, a needle escaped from Masha's hands:
Let's run, Mashenka, hurry up,
Open three doors
Get a flying carpet
Trouble is upon us!
Mashenka grabbed the magic carpet, opened the doors with an owl feather and ran. She ran into the forest, sat down under the Pine to finish the carpet. A nimble needle turns white in her hands, glitters, a silk skein of threads shimmers, just a little bit remains to finish Masha.
And Baba Yaga jumped into the hut, sniffed the air and shouted:
My owl, Owl,
Where do you play
Why don't you meet me?
She pulled out a cauldron from the stove, took a large spoon, eats and praises:
What a delicious girl
What a greasy stew!
She ate all the stew to the very bottom, she looks - and on the bottom there are Owl feathers! She looked at the wall where the carpet hung, but there was no carpet! She guessed what was the matter, trembled with anger, grabbed her gray hair and let's ride around the hut:
I am you, I am you
For Owl Owl
I'll tear it to shreds!
She sat on her pomelo and soared into the air; flies, spurs itself with a broom.
And Mashenka sits under the Pine, sews, hurries, the last stitch remains for her. She asks Pine high:
My dear pine
Is Baba Yaga still far away?
The pine answers her:
Baba Yaga flew by Green Meadows,
She waved her broom, turned to the forest ...
Mashenka is in a hurry even more, she has quite a bit left, but there is nothing to sew, she has run out of silk threads. Mashenka cried. Suddenly out of nowhere - Silkworm:
Don't cry, Mashenka, you're wearing silk,
Thread my needle!
Masha took the thread and sews again.
Suddenly the trees swayed, the grass rose on end, Baba Yaga flew in like a whirlwind! Yes, she did not have time to go down to the ground, when the Pine planted her branches for 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, all that remains is to sit on it.
And Baba Yaga is already rising from the ground. Masha threw a hedgehog needle at her: the old Hedgehog came running, rushed at Baba Yaga's feet, pricked her with his needles, and did not let her get up from the ground. And Mashenka, meanwhile, jumped up on the carpet, the carpet flew up under the very clouds and in one second rushed Mashenka home.
She began to live, live, sew, embroider for the benefit of people, for her own joy, and she took care of her needle more than her eyes. And Baba Yaga was pushed into the swamp by hedgehogs, where she sank forever and ever.
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Once upon a time there was Masha the needlewoman, and she had a magic needle. Masha sews a dress - the dress itself washes and irons. He will sew the tablecloth with gingerbread and sweets, lay it on the table, looking - and indeed sweets appear on the table. Masha loved her needle, took care of it more than her eyes, and yet she did not save it. Once I went into the forest for berries and lost it. I searched, searched, went around all the bushes, searched all the grass - no, as there is no needle. Mashenka sat down under a tree and started crying.
Hedgehog took pity on the girl, got out of the mink and gave her his needle.
Masha thanked him, took the needle, and she herself thought: “I wasn’t like that.” And let's cry again. The tall old Pine saw her tears - she threw her needle to her.
Take it, Masha, maybe it will come in handy for you!
Masha took it, bowed low to the Pine and went through the forest. She walks, wipes her tears, and she herself thinks: “This needle is not like that, mine was better.” Here she met the Silkworm, she is walking - spinning silk, wrapped herself in silk thread.
Take, Masha, my silk hank, 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 make golden threads from silk, do you know where my needle is?
The Silkworm thought, shook his head.
Your needle, Mashenka, is with Baba Yaga, Baba Yaga has a bone leg. In a hut on chicken legs. Only there is no way, no path. It's smart 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 for the cloud,
By nettles and thorns,
Through the ravines and through the swamp.
To the very old well.
Birds don't make nests there,
Only toads and snakes live
Yes, there is a hut on chicken legs,
Baba Yaga herself sits by the window,
She embroiders a flying carpet.
Woe to those who go there.
Don't go, Mashenka, forget your needle,
Better take my skein of silk!
Masha bowed at the waist to the Silkworm, took a hank of silk and went, and the Silkworm shouted after her:
Don't go, Masha, don't go!
Baba Yaga has a hut on chicken legs.
On chicken legs in one window.
The big Owl guards the hut,
An owl's head sticks out of the pipe,
At night, Baba Yaga sews with your needle,
She embroiders a flying carpet.
Woe, woe to the one who goes there!
Mashenka is afraid to go to Baba Yaga, but she feels sorry for her needle.
Here she chose a dark cloud in the sky.
The cloud led her
By nettles and thorns
Down to the oldest well
To the green muddy swamp,
Where the toads and snakes live
Where the birds don't make their nests.
Masha sees a hut on chicken legs,
Baba Yaga herself sits by the window,
And an owl's head sticks out of the pipe ...
The terrible Owl saw Masha, and as she groaned, she shouted to the whole forest:
Oh ho ho ho! Who is there? Who is there?
Masha was frightened, her legs buckled from fear. And the Owl rolls her eyes, and her eyes glow 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 asked:
Let me, Owl, see Baba Yaga. I have business with her!
The Owl laughed, groaned, and Baba Yaga shouted to her from the window:
My owl, Owl, the very hot stuff climbs into our oven! - 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 myself for you!
Once upon a time there was Masha the needlewoman, and she had a magic needle. Masha sews a dress - the dress itself washes and irons. 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, cherished it more than her eyes, and yet she did not save it. Once I went into the forest for berries and lost it. I searched, I searched, I went around all the bushes, I searched all the grass - no, as there is no needle. Mashenka sat down under a tree and started crying.
The Hedgehog took pity on the girl, got out of the mink and gave her his needle.
Masha thanked him, took the needle, and she herself thought: “I wasn’t like that.” And let's cry again. The tall old Pine saw her tears - she threw her needle to her.
- Take it, Mashenka, maybe it will come in handy for you!
Masha took it, bowed low to the Pine and went through the forest. She walks, wipes her tears, and she thinks: “This needle is not like that, mine was better.” She met the Silkworm, she was walking - she was spinning silk, wrapped herself in silk thread.
- Take, Masha, my silk hank, 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 make golden threads from silk, do you know where my needle is?
The Silkworm thought, shook his head.
- Your needle, Masha, is with Baba Yaga, Baba Yaga has a bone leg. In a hut on chicken legs. Only there is no way, no path. It's smart 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 for the cloud,
By nettles and thorns,
Through the ravines and through the swamp
To the very old well.
Birds don't make nests there,
Only toads and snakes live
Yes, there is a hut on chicken legs,
He embroiders a flying carpet.
Woe to those who go there.
Don't go, Mashenka, forget your needle,
Better take my skein of silk!
Masha bowed at the waist to the Silkworm, took a hank of silk 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.
The big Owl guards the hut,
An owl's head sticks out of the pipe,
At night, Baba Yaga sews with your needle,
He embroiders a flying carpet.
Woe, woe to the one who goes there!
Mashenka is afraid to go to Baba Yaga, but she feels sorry for her needle.
Here she chose a dark cloud in the sky.
The cloud led her
By nettles and thorns
Down to the oldest well
To the green muddy swamp,
Where the toads and snakes live
Where the birds don't make their nests.
Masha sees a hut on chicken legs,
Baba Yaga herself sits by the window,
And an owl's head sticks out of the pipe ...
The terrible Owl saw Masha, and as she groaned, she shouted to the whole forest:
– Oh-ho-ho-ho! Who is there? Who is there?
Masha was frightened, her legs buckled from fear. And the Owl rolls her eyes, and her eyes glow like lanterns, one yellow, the other green, everything around them is yellow and green!
Mashenka sees she has nowhere to go, bowed low to the Owl and asked:
- Let me, Owl, see Baba Yaga. I have business with her!
The Owl laughed, groaned, and Baba Yaga shouted to her from the window:
- My owl, Owl, the hottest thing 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 myself for you!
Mashenka came up to the hut and saw: one door was closed with an iron bolt, another heavy lock hangs on the third, a cast chain on the third.
Owl threw her three feathers.
“Open,” he says, “the doors and come in as soon as possible!”
Masha took one feather, attached it to the bolt - the first door opened, attached the second feather to the lock - the second door opened, she attached the third feather to 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 by the window, winding threads on a spindle, and a carpet lies on the floor, wings are embroidered with silk on it and a needle is stuck in the unfinished wing. Masha rushed to the needle, and Baba Yaga, as if she hit the floor with a broomstick, how she screamed:
Don't touch my magic carpet! Sweep the hut, chop wood, heat the stove, I’ll finish the carpet, roast you and eat you!
Baba Yaga grabbed a needle, sews and says:
- Girl, girl, tomorrow night
I'll feast on the carpet with the Owl-Owl,
And you look to sweep the hut
And she would have been in the oven! -
Mashenka is silent, does not respond,
And the black night is already approaching ...
Baba Yaga flew away a little before light, and Mashenka quickly sat down to finish sewing the carpet. She sews, sews, does not raise her head, she has three stems left to finish, when all of a sudden the whole thicket around her hummed, the hut shook, the hut trembled, the blue sky darkened - Baba Yaga returned and asked:
- My owl, Owl,
Are you eating and drinking well?
Was the girl nice?
Moaned, groaned Owl:
- Owl's head did not eat, did not drink,
And your girl is alive and 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 whispered to Mashenka:
- Take out a pine needle,
Put on carpet like new
Hide me away!
Baba Yaga flew away again, Masha quickly set to work; sews, embroiders, does not raise her head, and the Owl shouts to her:
“Girl, girl, why doesn’t smoke rise from the chimney?”
Mashenka answers her:
- My owl, Owl, the stove flares up badly.
And she puts firewood herself, kindles the fire.
And 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 cauldron of water on the fire and again sits down to work. Mashenka sews, sews, and the needle runs on the carpet, and the Owl again shouts:
- Turn on the stove, I want to eat!
Masha planted firewood, smoke went to the Owl.
- Girl, girl! the Owl screams. “Get in the pot, put the lid on 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, she only has one stalk left.
Owl took out a feather from herself and threw it into the window.
- On, open the door, go for water, but watch 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 down to the hut and show how to sit in a pot, how to cover yourself with a lid.
The Owl got angry and jumped into the chimney and landed in the cauldron! Masha pushed the shutter, and she herself sat down to sew the carpet. Suddenly the earth trembled, everything around rustled, a needle broke out of Masha's hands:
- Let's run, Mashenka, hurry up,
Open three doors
Get a flying carpet
Trouble is upon us!
Masha grabbed the magic carpet, opened the door with an owl's 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 threads shimmers, just a little bit remains to finish Masha.
And Baba Yaga jumped into the hut, sniffed the air and shouted:
- My owl, Owl,
Where do you play
Why don't you meet me?
She pulled out a cauldron from the stove, took a large spoon, eats and praises:
- What a delicious girl,
What a greasy stew!
She ate all the stew to the very bottom, she looks - on the bottom there are Owl feathers! She looked at the wall where the carpet hung, but there was no carpet! She guessed what was the matter, trembled with anger, grabbed her gray hair and let's ride around the hut:
- I you, I you
For Owl Owl
I'll tear it to shreds!
She sat on her pomelo and soared into the air; flies, spurs itself with a broom.
And Mashenka sits under the Pine, sews, hurries, the last stitch remains for her. She asks Pine high:
- My dear pine, is Baba Yaga still far away?
Pine answers her:
- Baba Yaga flew green meadows,
She waved her broom, turned to the forest ...
Mashenka hurries even more, she has very little left, but there is nothing to sew, she has run out of silk threads. Mashenka cried. Suddenly, out of nowhere, the Silkworm:
- Don't cry, Masha, you're wearing silk,
Thread my needle!
Masha took the thread and sews again.
Suddenly the trees swayed, the grass rose on end, Baba Yaga flew in like a whirlwind! Yes, she did not have time to go down to the ground, when the Pine planted her branches for 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, all that remains is to sit on it.
And Baba Yaga is already rising from the ground. Masha threw a hedgehog needle at her - the old Hedgehog ran in, rushed at Baba Yaga's feet, pricked her with his needles, did not let her get up from the ground. And Mashenka, meanwhile, jumped up on the carpet, the flying carpet soared under the very clouds and in one second drove Mashenka home.
She began to live, to live, to sew and embroider for the benefit of people, for her own joy, and she took care of her needle more than her eyes. And Baba Yaga was pushed into the swamp by hedgehogs, where she sank forever and ever.
Valentina Oseeva
Once upon a time there was Masha the needlewoman, and she had a magic needle. Masha sews a dress - the dress itself washes and irons. 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, cherished it more than her eyes, and yet she did not save it. Once I went into the forest for berries and lost it. I searched, I searched, I went around all the bushes, I searched all the grass - no, as there is no needle. Mashenka sat down under a tree and started crying.
The Hedgehog took pity on the girl, got out of the mink and gave her his needle.
Masha thanked him, took the needle, and she herself thought: “I wasn’t like that.” And let's cry again. The tall old Pine saw her tears - she threw her needle to her.
- Take it, Mashenka, maybe it will come in handy for you!
Masha took it, bowed low to Sos and went through the forest. She walks, wipes her tears, and she thinks: “This needle is not like that, mine was better.” She met the Silkworm, she was walking - she was spinning silk, wrapped herself in silk thread.
- Take, Masha, my silk hank, 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 make golden threads from silk, do you know where my needle is?
The Silkworm thought, shook his head.
- Your needle, Masha, is with Baba Yaga, Baba Yaga has a bone leg. In a hut on chicken legs. Only there is no way, no path. It's smart 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 for the cloud,
By nettles and thorns,
Through the ravines and through the swamp
To the very old well.
Birds don't make nests there,
Only toads and snakes live
Yes, there is a hut on chicken legs,
Baba Yaga herself sits by the window,
He embroiders a flying carpet.
Woe to those who go there.
Don't go, Mashenka, forget your needle,
Better take my skein of silk!
Masha bowed at the waist to the Silkworm, took a hank of silk 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.
The big Owl guards the hut,
An owl's head sticks out of the pipe,
At night, Baba Yaga sews with your needle,
He embroiders a flying carpet.
Woe, woe to the one who goes there!
Mashenka is afraid to go to Baba Yaga, but she feels sorry for her needle.
Here she chose a dark cloud in the sky.
The cloud led her
By nettles and thorns
Down to the oldest well
To the green muddy swamp,
Where the toads and snakes live
Where the birds don't make their nests.
Masha sees a hut on chicken legs,
Baba Yaga herself sits by the window,
And an owl's head sticks out of the pipe ...
The terrible Owl saw Masha, and as she groaned, she shouted to the whole forest:
– Oh-ho-ho-ho! Who is there? Who is there?
Masha was frightened, her legs buckled from fear. And the Owl rolls her eyes, and her eyes glow like lanterns, one yellow, the other green, everything around them is yellow and green!
Mashenka sees she has nowhere to go, bowed low to the Owl and asked:
- Let me, Owl, see Baba Yaga. I have business with her!
The Owl laughed, groaned, and Baba Yaga shouted to her from the window:
- My owl, Owl, the hottest thing 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 myself for you!
Mashenka came up to the hut and saw: one door was closed with an iron bolt, another heavy lock hangs on the third, a cast chain on the third.
Owl threw her three feathers.
“Open,” he says, “the doors and come in as soon as possible!”
Masha took one feather, attached it to the bolt - the first door opened, attached the second feather to the lock - the second door opened, she attached the third feather to 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 by the window, winding threads on a spindle, and a carpet lies on the floor, wings are embroidered with silk on it and a needle is stuck in the unfinished wing. Masha rushed to the needle, and Baba Yaga, as if she hit the floor with a broomstick, how she screamed:
Don't touch my magic carpet! Sweep the hut, chop wood, heat the stove, I’ll finish the carpet, roast you and eat you!
Baba Yaga grabbed a needle, sews and says:
- Girl, girl, tomorrow night
I'll feast on the carpet with the Owl-Owl,
And you look to sweep the hut
And she would have been in the oven! -
Mashenka is silent, does not respond,
And the black night is already approaching ...
Baba Yaga flew away a little before light, and Mashenka quickly sat down to finish sewing the carpet. She sews, sews, does not raise her head, she has three stems left to finish, when all of a sudden the whole thicket around her hummed, the hut shook, the hut trembled, the blue sky darkened - Baba Yaga returned and asked:
- My owl, Owl,
Are you eating and drinking well?
Was the girl nice?
Moaned, groaned Owl:
- Owl's head did not eat, did not drink,
And your girl is alive and 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 whispered to Mashenka:
- Take out a pine needle,
Put on carpet like new
Baba Yaga flew away again, Masha quickly set to work; sews, embroiders, does not raise her head, and the Owl shouts to her:
“Girl, girl, why doesn’t smoke rise from the chimney?”
Mashenka answers her:
- My owl, Owl, the stove flares up badly.
And she puts firewood herself, kindles the fire.
And 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 cauldron of water on the fire and again sits down to work. Mashenka sews, sews, and the needle runs on the carpet, and the Owl again shouts:
- Turn on the stove, I want to eat!
Masha planted firewood, smoke went to the Owl.
- Girl, girl! the Owl screams. “Get in the pot, put the lid on 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, she only has one stalk left.
Owl took out a feather from herself and threw it into the window.
- On, open the door, go for water, but watch 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 down to the hut and show how to sit in a pot, how to cover yourself with a lid.
The Owl got angry and jumped into the chimney and landed in the cauldron! Masha pushed the shutter, and she herself sat down to sew the carpet. Suddenly the earth trembled, everything around rustled, a needle broke out of Masha's hands:
- Let's run, Mashenka, hurry up,
Open three doors
Get a flying carpet
Trouble is upon us!
Masha grabbed the magic carpet, opened the door with an owl's 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 threads shimmers, just a little bit remains to finish Masha.
And Baba Yaga jumped into the hut, sniffed the air and shouted:
- My owl, Owl,
Where do you play
Why don't you meet me?
She pulled out a cauldron from the stove, took a large spoon, eats and praises:
- What a delicious girl,
What a greasy stew!
She ate all the stew to the very bottom, she looks - on the bottom there are Owl feathers! She looked at the wall where the carpet hung, but there was no carpet! She guessed what was the matter, trembled with anger, grabbed her gray hair and let's ride around the hut:
- I you, I you
For Owl Owl
I'll tear it to shreds!
She sat on her pomelo and soared into the air; flies, spurs itself with a broom.
And Mashenka sits under the Pine, sews, hurries, the last stitch remains for her. She asks Pine high:
- My dear pine, is Baba Yaga still far away?
Pine answers her:
- Baba Yaga flew green meadows,
She waved her broom, turned to the forest ...
Mashenka hurries even more, she has very little left, but there is nothing to sew, she has run out of silk threads. Mashenka cried. Suddenly, out of nowhere, the Silkworm:
- Don't cry, Masha, you're wearing silk,
Thread my needle!
Masha took the thread and sews again.
Suddenly the trees swayed, the grass rose on end, Baba Yaga flew in like a whirlwind! Yes, she did not have time to go down to the ground, when the Pine planted her branches for 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, all that remains is to sit on it.
And Baba Yaga is already rising from the ground. Masha threw a hedgehog needle at her - the old Hedgehog ran in, rushed at Baba Yaga's feet, pricked her with his needles, did not let her get up from the ground. And Mashenka, meanwhile, jumped up on the carpet, the flying carpet soared under the very clouds and in one second drove Mashenka home.
She began to live, to live, to sew and embroider for the benefit of people, for her own joy, and she took care of her needle more than her eyes. And Baba Yaga was pushed into the swamp by hedgehogs, where she sank forever and ever.