Summary of educational activities on speech development in the second junior group. A retelling of the fairy tale “The Cat, the Blackbird and the Rooster.” Golden comb cockerel - Russian folk tale Russian folk tale about a rooster cat blackbird

The Golden Comb Cockerel is a fairy tale of Russian folklore, on which many children were raised. It talks about the friendship of three animals: a rooster, a blackbird and a cat. They are comrades and live together. Every day, the cat and the blackbird go to the forest thicket to work, and the rooster is left alone. Then the fox comes to him, trying to lure the cockerel out of the house in order to take it home and eat it. Find out with your children from the fairy tale whether the red-haired cheat will succeed. She teaches true friendship, mutual assistance, devotion, the ability to discern lies and resist them.

Once upon a time there was a cat, a thrush and a cockerel - a golden comb. They lived in the forest, in a hut. The cat and the blackbird go into the forest to chop wood, and leave the cockerel alone.

If they leave, they are severely punished:

“We’ll go far, but you stay as housekeepers and don’t raise your voice; when the fox comes, don't look out the window.

The fox found out that the cat and thrush were not at home, ran to the hut, sat under the window and sang:

- Cockerel, cockerel,

golden comb,

Oil head,

Silk beard,

Look out the window

I'll give you some peas.

The cockerel put his head out the window. The fox grabbed him in her claws and carried him to her hole.

The cockerel crowed:

-The fox is carrying me

For the dark forests,

Behind fast rivers,

Behind high mountains...

Cat and blackbird, save me!..

The cat and the blackbird heard it, gave chase and took the cockerel from the fox.

Another time, the cat and the blackbird went into the forest to chop wood and again punished:

- Well, now, rooster, don’t look out the window, we’ll go even further, we won’t hear your voice.

They left, and the fox again ran to the hut and sang:

- Cockerel, cockerel,

golden comb,

Oil head,

Silk beard,

Look out the window

I'll give you some peas.

-The guys were running

The wheat was scattered

The chickens are pecking

Roosters are not given...

-Ko-ko-ko! How can they not give it?!

The fox grabbed him in her claws and carried him to her hole.

The cockerel crowed:

-The fox is carrying me

For the dark forests,

For fast rivers,

For the high mountains...

Cat and blackbird, save me!..

The cat and the blackbird heard it and rushed in pursuit. The cat is running, the blackbird is flying... They caught up with the fox - the cat is fighting, the blackbird is pecking, and the cockerel is taken away.

Whether long or short, the cat and the blackbird gathered again in the forest to chop wood. When leaving, they strictly punish the cockerel:

“Don’t listen to the fox, don’t look out the window, we’ll go even further and won’t hear your voice.”

And the cat and the blackbird went far into the forest to chop wood. And the fox is right there: he sat under the window and sings:

- Cockerel, cockerel,

golden comb,

Oil head,

Silk beard,

Look out the window

I'll give you some peas.

The cockerel sits and says nothing. And the fox again:

-The guys were running

The wheat was scattered

The chickens are pecking

Roosters are not given...

The cockerel keeps quiet. And the fox again:

-People fled

Nuts were poured

The chickens are pecking

Roosters are not given...

The cockerel put his head out the window:

-Ko-ko-ko! How can they not give it?!

The fox grabbed him tightly in her claws and carried him into her hole, beyond the dark forests, beyond the fast rivers, beyond the high mountains...

No matter how much the cockerel crowed or called, the cat and the blackbird did not hear him. And when we returned home, the cockerel was gone.

The cat and the blackbird ran along the fox's tracks. The cat is running, the thrush is flying... They ran to the fox's hole. The cat set up the caterpillars and let’s practice:

-Trembling, trembling, harpers,

Golden strings...

Is Lisafya-kuma still at home?

Are you in your warm nest?

The fox listened, listened and thought:

“Let me see who plays the harp so well and hums sweetly.”

She took it and crawled out of the hole. The cat and the blackbird grabbed her - and began to beat and beat her. They beat and beat her until she lost her legs.

They took the cockerel, put it in a basket and brought it home. And from then on they began to live and be, and they still live.

Once upon a time there was a cat and a blackbird. They had a cockerel. They went to the woodcutter and left the cockerel at home. And they said:

Close the window tighter and don’t open the window, when the fox comes, don’t open it, hold the door tighter and

window. She will beckon you, so don’t look out. That's how you look, and that's how she'll eat you.

They went to the woodcutter. The fox comes to the house and says:

Cockerel, cockerel, Golden comb, Look out the window, I'll give you a pea, I'll give you some grains. The young ones are rolling around, the nuts are piled up, the chickens are pecking, the roosters are not given any.

He looked out of the window, the fox caught him and dragged him into the forest.

And the cockerel screams:

The cat and the thrush smelled the cry of the cockerels. They came running and took the cockerel away. This is what they say:

The fox lured me with nuts and grains. They got up again in the morning and said:

Don’t look out today, no matter how she beckons, today we will go far, we won’t hear how the fox drags you, she will eat you.

They went to the woodcutter, the cat and the blackbird. The cockerel was left alone again. Again the fox comes to the house and again shouts:

Cockerel, cockerel, Golden comb, Look out the window, I'll give you a pea, I'll give you some grains. The young ones are rolling around, the nuts are piled up, the chickens are pecking, the roosters are not given any.

He looked out of the window, and the fox caught him and dragged him into the forest. And the cockerel screams:

The cat and the blackbird, the fox dragged me into the dark forests, beyond the fast rivers to gnaw stones!

The cat and the thrush smelled the cry of the cockerels. They came running and took the cockerel away. They say:

Why did you look out of the window? He says:

The fox lured me with nuts and grains. They got up again in the morning and said:

Don't look out today, no matter how she beckons. Today we will go far, we will not hear how the fox will drag you, she will eat you.

They went to the woodcutter, the cat, and the blackbird. The cockerel was left alone again. Again the fox comes to the house and again shouts:

Cockerel, cockerel,

golden comb,

Look out the window

I'll give you a pea

I'll give you some grains.

Young people ride

Nuts were poured

The chickens are pecking

They don't give it to roosters.

The cockerel looked out. She took him and dragged him again. The cockerel screams again:

The cat and the blackbird, the fox dragged me into the dark forests, beyond the fast rivers to gnaw stones!

But the cat and the thrush can’t smell it. And the fox dragged him home. The fox came running home, went out to the wind, hid it in a bag, the cockerel. And there was a mother, a fox. And the mother had three girls.

The cat and the blackbird came home. There is no one at home and the window has fallen. And they went to look for the cockerel. They sharpened their braids and went to rescue the cockerel. They came to the house where the fox lives, and the cat is singing? yes thrush. In a thin drawling voice:

The fox has three daughters, one is called Maryushka, and the other is called Sashenka, and the third is called Annushka.

Liska sent Maryushka:

“Come,” he says, “listen to whoever sings like that.”

Mashenka went out onto the porch. And the cat and the thrush cut off her head with a scythe. The fox sent to a friend:

Why is Mashenka listening for so long?

And the second one came out and her own head was cut off. And she sent the third:

What's taking so long? Do Bascos sing?

And the third one also had his head cut off. And she went to her mother herself. And the mother’s head was also cut off. And they went into the hut, looked around everything, and couldn’t find the cockerel. We went to look for the story, and the cockerel sang:

The fox dragged me into the dark forests, across the fast rivers, and tied me up in a sack!

They came there, took him, and took him home. They began to live, live, and make good.

Once upon a time there was a cat, a thrush and a cockerel - a golden comb. They lived in the forest, in a hut. The cat and the blackbird go into the forest to chop wood, and leave the cockerel alone.

If they leave, they are severely punished:

We will go far, but you stay housekeeper and don’t raise your voice; when the fox comes, don't look out the window.

The fox found out that the cat and thrush were not at home, ran to the hut, sat under the window and sang:

Cockerel, cockerel,

golden comb,

Oil head,

Silk beard,

Look out the window

I'll give you some peas.

The cockerel put his head out the window. The fox grabbed him in her claws and carried him to her hole.

The cockerel crowed:

The fox is carrying me

For the dark forests,

For fast rivers,

For the high mountains...

Cat and blackbird, save me!..

The cat and the blackbird heard it, gave chase and took the cockerel from the fox.

Another time, the cat and the blackbird went into the forest to chop wood and again punished:

Well, now, rooster, don’t look out the window, we’ll go even further, we won’t hear your voice.

They left, and the fox again ran to the hut and sang:

Cockerel, cockerel,

golden comb,

Oil head,

Silk beard,

Look out the window

I'll give you some peas.

The boys were running

The wheat was scattered

The chickens are pecking

Roosters are not given...

Ko-ko-ko! How can they not give it?!

The fox grabbed him in her claws and carried him to her hole.

The cockerel crowed:

The fox is carrying me

For the dark forests,

For fast rivers,

For the high mountains...

Cat and blackbird, save me!..

The cat and the blackbird heard it and rushed in pursuit. The cat is running, the blackbird is flying... They caught up with the fox - the cat is fighting, the blackbird is pecking, and the cockerel is taken away.

Whether long or short, the cat and the blackbird gathered again in the forest to chop wood. When leaving, they strictly punish the cockerel:

Don’t listen to the fox, don’t look out the window, we’ll go even further and won’t hear your voice.

And the cat and the blackbird went far into the forest to chop wood. And the fox is right there: he sat under the window and sings:

Cockerel, cockerel,

golden comb,

Oil head,

Silk beard,

Look out the window

I'll give you some peas.

The cockerel sits and says nothing. And the fox again:

The boys were running

The wheat was scattered

The chickens are pecking

Roosters are not given...

The cockerel keeps quiet. And the fox again:

People were running

Nuts were poured

The chickens are pecking

Roosters are not given...

The cockerel put his head out the window:

Ko-ko-ko! How can they not give it?!

The fox grabbed him tightly in her claws and carried him into her hole, beyond the dark forests, beyond the fast rivers, beyond the high mountains...

No matter how much the cockerel crowed or called, the cat and the blackbird did not hear him. And when we returned home, the cockerel was gone.

The cat and the blackbird ran along the fox's tracks. The cat is running, the thrush is flying... They ran to the fox's hole. The cat set up the caterpillars and let’s practice:

Ringing, rattling, harpers,

Golden strings...

Is Lisafya-kuma still at home?

Are you in your warm nest?

The fox listened, listened and thought:

“Let me see who plays the harp so well and hums sweetly.”

She took it and crawled out of the hole. The cat and the blackbird grabbed her - and began to beat and beat her. They beat and beat her until she lost her legs.

They took the cockerel, put it in a basket and brought it home.

And from then on they began to live and be, and they still live.

Once upon a time there was a cat, a thrush and a cockerel - a golden comb. They lived in the forest, in a hut. The cat and the blackbird go into the forest to chop wood, and leave the cockerel alone.

If they leave, they are severely punished:

“We’ll go far, but you stay housekeeper and don’t raise your voice; when the fox comes, don't look out the window.

The fox found out that the cat and thrush were not at home, ran to the hut, sat under the window and sang:

- Cockerel, cockerel,

golden comb,

Oil head,

Silk beard,

Look out the window

I'll give you some peas.

The cockerel put his head out the window. The fox grabbed him in her claws and carried him to her hole.

The cockerel crowed:

- The fox is carrying me

For the dark forests,

For fast rivers,

For the high mountains...

Cat and blackbird, save me!..

The cat and the blackbird heard it, gave chase and took the cockerel from the fox.

Another time, the cat and the blackbird went into the forest to chop wood and again punished:

- Well, now, rooster, don’t look out the window, we’ll go even further, we won’t hear your voice.

They left, and the fox again ran to the hut and sang:

- Cockerel, cockerel,

golden comb,

Oil head,

Silk beard,

Look out the window

I'll give you some peas.

- The guys ran

The wheat was scattered

The chickens are pecking

Roosters are not given...

- Ko-ko-ko! How can they not give it?!

The fox grabbed him in her claws and carried him to her hole.

The cockerel crowed:

- The fox is carrying me

For the dark forests,

For fast rivers,

For the high mountains...

Cat and blackbird, save me!..

The cat and the blackbird heard it and rushed in pursuit. The cat is running, the blackbird is flying... They caught up with the fox - the cat is fighting, the blackbird is pecking, and the cockerel is taken away.

Whether long or short, the cat and the blackbird gathered again in the forest to chop wood. When leaving, they strictly punish the cockerel:

“Don’t listen to the fox, don’t look out the window, we’ll go even further and won’t hear your voice.”

And the cat and the blackbird went far into the forest to chop wood. And the fox is right there: he sat under the window and sings:

- Cockerel, cockerel,

golden comb,

Oil head,

Silk beard,

Look out the window

I'll give you some peas.

The cockerel sits and says nothing. And the fox again:

- The guys ran

The wheat was scattered

The chickens are pecking

Roosters are not given...

The cockerel keeps quiet. And the fox again:

- People fled

Nuts were poured

The chickens are pecking

Roosters are not given...

The cockerel put his head out the window:

- Ko-ko-ko! How can they not give it?!

The fox grabbed him tightly in her claws and carried him into her hole, beyond the dark forests, beyond the fast rivers, beyond the high mountains...

No matter how much the cockerel crowed or called, the cat and the blackbird did not hear him. And when we returned home, the cockerel was gone.

The cat and the blackbird ran along the fox's tracks. The cat is running, the thrush is flying... They ran to the fox's hole. The cat set up the caterpillars and let’s practice:

- Rumble, rattle, harpers,

Golden strings...

Is Lisafya-kuma still at home?

Are you in your warm nest?

The fox listened, listened and thought:

“Let me see who plays the harp so well and hums sweetly.”

She took it and crawled out of the hole. The cat and the blackbird grabbed her - and began to beat and beat her. They beat and beat her until she lost her legs.

They took the cockerel, put it in a basket and brought it home. And from then on they began to live and be, and they still live.

About the fairy tale

Russian folk tale is part of the nation's cultural heritage. Children of all ages need to read fairy tales. Through children's fairy tales, a child will be able to get acquainted with the beauty of the great and mighty Russian language. Through getting to know fairy-tale characters the little listener (reader) gradually enters the world of relationships between people.

A good example of a relationship is the fairy tale “The Cockerel is the Golden Comb.” The heroes of this fairy tale are representatives of the animal world. However, all the events occurring in a fairy tale can always be associated with real life. All relationships between fairy-tale characters can be considered as an example of relationships between people.

So, in one magical fairy-tale forest, three bosom friends lived and lived: a cat, a blackbird and a cockerel - a golden comb. The cat and the blackbird were busy with their daily work. Every day the friends went into the forest to get firewood. Cockerel, as the youngest, was left at home, in the hut, to manage the housework. And they always sternly warned him that he must sit quietly in the hut and not look out the window. And if a cheating fox appears, then don’t even vote.

Everything that the cat and the blackbird feared happened to the cockerel on the very first day when they went out to collect firewood. Sly fox I found out that the cat and blackbird would not be at home. She came to her friends’ house and began in a gentle voice to persuade the cockerel to look out the window. She promised to give him peas. He leaned out the window. The red-haired cheat grabbed her prey and dragged her to her home.

The cockerel got scared and began loudly calling his friends for help. The cat and the blackbird heard calls for help. They ran and saved their naughty comrade. On the second day they began to gather in the forest thicket for firewood. And again they warned the cockerel not to listen to the sly fox. The cockerel would be glad to listen to his friends. But the red-haired cheat again outwitted the cockerel. Once again the cat and the thrush came to the rescue of their feathered friend.

On the third day everything happened again. The cat and the thrush went into the forest to get firewood. The cockerel was given strict orders not to listen to the fox's entreaties. The cockerel promised his older comrades to sit quietly and not lean out of the window. But natural curiosity defeated caution and prudence. The fox came and again lured the cockerel out with deception and temptation. He looked out the window and Red beast, clutching him tightly, dragged him towards her home.

In vain the cockerel called for help from his faithful friends. They were very far from home and did not hear him. For the third time, the cat and the blackbird had to save their foolish friend. They rushed in the footsteps of the red-haired thief and found her hole. They gave her good blows. The cat tore it with its claws, and the blackbird pecked at it painfully. They took the cockerel and all went home together.

This tale can serve good example what happens to naughty children when they don’t listen to their elders. And also in the content of this story there is an example of true friendship and mutual assistance. It was the friends who came to the aid of the cockerel in difficult times.

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Once upon a time there was a cat, a thrush and a cockerel - a golden comb. They lived in the forest, in a hut. The cat and the blackbird go into the forest to chop wood, and leave the cockerel alone.

If they leave, they are severely punished:

We will go far, but you stay housekeeper and don’t raise your voice; when the fox comes, don't look out the window.

The fox found out that the cat and thrush were not at home, ran to the hut, sat under the window and sang:

Cockerel, cockerel,

golden comb,

Oil head,

Silk beard,

Look out the window

I'll give you some peas.

The cockerel put his head out the window. The fox grabbed him in her claws and carried him to her hole.

The cockerel crowed:

The fox is carrying me

For the dark forests,

For fast rivers,

For the high mountains...

Cat and blackbird, save me!..

The cat and the blackbird heard it, gave chase and took the cockerel from the fox.

Another time, the cat and the blackbird went into the forest to chop wood and again punished:

Well, now, rooster, don’t look out the window, we’ll go even further, we won’t hear your voice.

They left, and the fox again ran to the hut and sang:

Cockerel, cockerel,

golden comb,

Oil head,

Silk beard,

Look out the window

I'll give you some peas.

The boys were running

The wheat was scattered

The chickens are pecking

Roosters are not given...

Ko-ko-ko! How can they not give it?!

The fox grabbed him in her claws and carried him to her hole.

The cockerel crowed:

The fox is carrying me

For the dark forests,

For fast rivers,

For the high mountains...

Cat and blackbird, save me!..

The cat and the blackbird heard it and rushed in pursuit. The cat is running, the blackbird is flying... They caught up with the fox - the cat is fighting, the blackbird is pecking, and the cockerel is taken away.

Whether long or short, the cat and the blackbird gathered again in the forest to chop wood. When leaving, they strictly punish the cockerel:

Don’t listen to the fox, don’t look out the window, we’ll go even further and won’t hear your voice.

And the cat and the blackbird went far into the forest to chop wood. And the fox is right there: he sat under the window and sings:

Cockerel, cockerel,

golden comb,

Oil head,

Silk beard,

Look out the window

I'll give you some peas.

The cockerel sits and says nothing. And the fox again:

The boys were running

The wheat was scattered

The chickens are pecking

Roosters are not given...

The cockerel keeps quiet. And the fox again:

People were running

Nuts were poured

The chickens are pecking

Roosters are not given...

The cockerel put his head out the window:

Ko-ko-ko! How can they not give it?!

The fox grabbed him tightly in her claws and carried him into her hole, beyond the dark forests, beyond the fast rivers, beyond the high mountains... No matter how much the cockerel screamed or called, the cat and the blackbird did not hear him. And when we returned home, the cockerel was gone.

The cat and the blackbird ran along the fox's tracks. The cat is running, the blackbird is flying...

We ran to the fox's hole. The cat set up the caterpillars and let’s practice:

Ringing, rattling, harpers,

Golden strings...

Is Lisafya-kuma still at home?

Are you in your warm nest?

The fox listened, listened and thought:

“Let me see who plays the harp so well and hums sweetly.”

She took it and crawled out of the hole. The cat and the blackbird grabbed her - and began to beat and beat her. They beat and beat her until she lost her legs.

They took the cockerel, put it in a basket and brought it home.

And from then on they began to live and be, and even now they live...