The ability to retell a text not only demonstrates the level of speech development, but also shows how much the child can understand and analyze the text he heard or read. But for children, retelling the text often causes difficulties. How can you help your child overcome them?

There are two main reasons why a child may have difficulty retelling a text: problems with speech development or problems with understanding, analyzing and formulating what he heard. In the first case, the emphasis should be placed specifically on the development of speech and this should be done not with the help of retelling, but with the help of more simple games on speech development. But in the second case, it is the child’s ability to retell the text that needs to be trained.

We bring to your attention short stories, with the help of which you can easily teach your child to retell texts.

GOOD DUCK

V. Suteev

The duck and ducklings and the hen and chicks went for a walk. They walked and walked and came to the river. A duck and ducklings can swim, but a hen and chicks cannot. What to do? We thought and thought and came up with an idea! They swam across the river in exactly half a minute: a chicken on a duckling, a chicken on a duckling, and a chicken on a duck!

1. Answer the questions:

Who went for a walk?

Where did the duck and ducklings and the hen and chickens go for a walk?

What can a duck do with its ducklings?

What can't a hen do with her chicks?

What did the birds come up with?

Why did they say “good” about the duck?

The birds “swimmed the river in half a minute,” what does this mean?

2. Retell.

SLIDE

N.Nosov

The guys built it in the yard snow slide. They poured water on her and went home. Kotka didn't work. He was sitting at home, looking out the window. When the guys left, Kotka put on his skates and went up the hill. He skates across the snow, but can’t get up. What to do? Kotka took a box of sand and sprinkled it on the hill. The guys came running. How to ride now? The guys were offended by Kotka and forced him to cover his sand with snow. Kotka untied his skates and began to cover the slide with snow, and the guys poured water on it again. Kotka also made steps.

1. Answer the questions:

What did the guys do?

Where was Kotka at that time?

What happened when the guys left?

Why couldn't Kotka climb the hill?

What did he do then?

What happened when the guys came running?

How did you fix the slide?

2. Retell.

AUTUMN.

In autumn the sky is cloudy and overcast with heavy clouds. The sun barely peeks out from behind the clouds. Cold, piercing winds are blowing. The trees and bushes are bare. Their green outfit flew around them. The grass turned yellow and withered. There are puddles and dirt all around.

1. Answer the questions:

What time of year is it now?

What is described in the story?

What is the sky like in autumn?

What is it tightening with?

What is said about the sun?

What happened to the grass in the fall?

And what else distinguishes autumn?

2. Retell.

HEN.

E. Charushin.

A hen and her chicks were walking around the yard. Suddenly it started to rain. The chicken quickly sat down on the ground, spread out all its feathers and cackled: “Kwoh-kwoh-kwoh-kwok!” This means: hide quickly. And all the chickens crawled under her wings and buried themselves in her warm feathers. Some are completely hidden, some have only their legs visible, some have their heads sticking out, and some have only their eyes peeking out.

But the two chickens did not listen to their mother and did not hide. They stand there, squeal and wonder: what is this thing dripping on their heads?

1. Answer the questions:

Where did the hen and her chicks go?

What's happened?

What did the chicken do?

How did the chickens hide under the chicken's wings?

Who didn't hide?

What did they do?

2. Retell.

MARTIN.

The mother swallow taught the chick to fly. The chick was very small. He flapped his weak wings ineptly and helplessly.

Unable to stay in the air, the chick fell to the ground and was seriously hurt. He lay motionless and squeaked pitifully.

The mother swallow was very worried. She circled over the chick, screamed loudly and did not know how to help him.

The girl picked up the chick and put it in a wooden box. And she put the box with the chick on a tree.

The swallow took care of her chick. She brought him food every day and fed him.

The chick began to recover quickly and was already chirping cheerfully and cheerfully flapping its strengthened wings.

The old red cat wanted to eat the chick. He quietly crept up, climbed the tree and was already at the very box.

But at this time the swallow flew off the branch and began to fly boldly in front of the cat’s very nose.

The cat rushed after her, but the swallow quickly dodged, and the cat missed and slammed to the ground with all its might. Soon the chick completely recovered and the swallow, with joyful chirping, took him to his native nest under the neighboring roof.

1. Answer the questions:

What misfortune happened to the chick?

When did the accident happen?

Why did it happen?

Who saved the chick?

What is the red cat up to?

How did the mother swallow protect her chick?

How did she take care of her chick?

How did this story end?

2. Retell.

BUTTERFLIES.

The weather was hot. Three butterflies were flying in a forest clearing. One was yellow, the other was brown with red spots, and the third butterfly was blue. Butterflies landed on a large beautiful daisy. Then two more colorful butterflies flew in and landed on the same daisy

It was cramped for the butterflies, but it was fun.

1. Answer the questions:

Who is the story about?

What is said first?

What were the butterflies like?

Where did the butterflies go?

What kind of chamomile was it?

How many more butterflies have arrived?

What were they like?

What does it say at the end?

2. Retell.

GRANDCHILDREN HELPED.

Grandma Nyura's goat Nochka has disappeared. Grandma was very upset.

The grandchildren took pity on their grandmother and decided to help her.

The guys went into the forest to look for a goat. She heard the guys' voices and went towards them.

Grandma was very happy when she saw her goat.

1. Answer the questions:

Who is the story talking about?

Why was Grandma Nyura upset?

What was the goat's name?

What did the grandchildren decide to do? Why?

How was the goat found?

How did this story end?

2. Retell.

SHAME ON THE NIGHTINGALE.

V. Sukhomlinsky.

Olya and Lida, little girls, went into the forest. After a tiring journey, they sat down on the grass to rest and have lunch.

They took bread, butter, and eggs out of the bag. When the girls had already finished lunch, a nightingale began to sing not far from them. Enchanted by the beautiful song, Olya and Lida sat, afraid to move.

The nightingale stopped singing.

Olya collected the remains of her food and scraps of paper and threw them under a bush.

Lida wrapped the eggshells in newspaper and bread crumbs and put the bag in her bag.

Why do you take trash with you? - Olya said. -Throw it under the bush. After all, we are in the forest. Nobody will see.

“I’m ashamed... in front of the nightingale,” Lida answered quietly.

1. Answer the questions:

Who went to the forest?

Why did Olya and Lida go into the forest?

What did the girls hear in the forest?

What did Olya do with the garbage? And Lida?

Why is the story called “Ashamed Before the Nightingale?

Whose action do you like better? Why?

2. Retell.

FRIENDSHIP.

In the summer, a squirrel and a bunny were friends. The squirrel was red, and the bunny was gray. Every day they played together.

But then winter came. Dropped out White snow. red squirrel climbed into the hollow. And the bunny climbed under a spruce branch.

One day a squirrel crawled out of a hollow. She saw the bunny, but did not recognize him. The bunny was no longer gray, but white. The bunny also saw a squirrel. He didn't recognize her either. After all, he knew the red squirrel. And this squirrel was gray.

But in the summer they get to know each other again.

1. Answer the questions:

When did the squirrel and the bunny become friends?

What were they like in the summer?

Why didn't the squirrel and the bunny recognize each other in winter?

Where do the squirrel and the hare hide from the frost in winter?

Why do they recognize each other again in the summer?

2. Retell.

FABLE "TWO COMRADES".

L.N. Tolstoy.

Two comrades were walking through the forest, and a bear jumped on them. One ran, climbed a tree and hid, while the other stayed on the road. He had nothing to do - he fell to the ground and pretended to be dead.

The bear came up to him and began to sniff: he stopped breathing.

The bear sniffed his face, thought he was dead, and walked away.

When the bear left, he climbed down from the tree and laughed.

Well,- says - bear spoke into your ear?

And he told me that bad people those who run away from their comrades in danger.

1. Answer the questions:

Why is the fable called “Two Comrades”?

Where were the boys?

What happened to them?

What did the boys do?

How do you understand the expression “fell to the ground”?

How did the bear react?

Why did the bear think the boy was dead?

What does this fable teach?

What would you do in this situation?

Were the boys real comrades? Why?

2. Retell.

MURKA.

We have a cat. Her name is Murka. Murka is black, only the paws and tail are white. The fur is soft and fluffy. The tail is long, fluffy, Murka’s eyes are yellow, like lights.

Murka has five kittens. Three kittens are completely black, and two are mottled. All kittens are fluffy, like lumps. Murka and the kittens live in a basket. Their basket is very large. All kittens are comfortable and warm.

At night, Murka hunts mice, and the kittens sleep sweetly.

1. Answer the questions:

Why is the story called "Murka"?

What have you learned about Murka?

Tell us about the kittens.

What does the ending say?

2. Retell.

HOW THE BEAR SCARED HIMSELF.

N. Sladkov.

A bear entered the forest. A dry twig crunched under his heavy paw. The squirrel on the branch got scared and dropped the pine cone from its paws. A cone fell and hit the hare on the forehead. The hare jumped up and ran into the thick of the forest. He ran into forty and jumped out from under the bushes. They raised a cry throughout the entire forest. The moose heard it. The moose went through the forest to break the bushes.

Here the bear stopped and pricked up his ears: a squirrel was babbling, magpies were chirping, moose were breaking down bushes... “Isn’t it better to leave?” - thought the bear. He barked and gave chase.

So the bear scared itself.

1. Answer the questions:

Where did the bear go?

What crunched under his paw?

What did the squirrel do?

Who did the bump fall on?

What did the hare do?

Who did the magpie see? What did she do?

What did the moose decide? What did they do?

How did the bear behave?

What does the expression “gave a streak”, “barked” mean?

How does the story end?

Who scared the bear?

2. Retell.

FIRE DOGS.

L.N. Tolstoy.

It often happens that in cities during fires, children remain in houses and cannot be pulled out, because they hide and are silent from fear, and from the smoke they cannot be seen. Dogs in London are trained for this purpose. These dogs live with firefighters, and when a house catches fire, the firefighters send the dogs to pull the children out. One such dog saved twelve children, his name was Bob.

One time the house caught fire. When firefighters arrived at the house, a woman ran out to them. She cried and said that there was a two-year-old girl left in the house. The firefighters sent Bob. Bob ran up the stairs and disappeared into the smoke. Five minutes later he ran out of the house, carrying the girl by the shirt in his mouth. The mother rushed to her daughter and cried with joy that her daughter was alive.

The firefighters petted the dog and examined it to see if it was burned; but Bob was eager to get into the house. The firefighters thought there was still something alive in the house and let him in. The dog ran into the house and soon ran out with something in its teeth. When the people looked at what she brought out, they all burst out laughing: she was carrying a large doll.

1. Answer the questions:

What happened one time?

Where did this happen, in what city?

Who did the firefighters bring to the house?

What do dogs do in a fire? What are their names?

Who ran out to the firefighters when they arrived?

What did the woman do, what did she talk about?

How did Bob carry the girl?

What did the girl's mother do?

What did the firefighters do after the dog carried the girl out?

Where was Bob going?

What did the firefighters think?

When the people considered what she had endured, what did they do?

2. Retell.

BONE.

L.N. Tolstoy

The mother bought plums and wanted to give them to the children after lunch. They were on the plate. Vanya never ate plums and kept smelling them. And he really liked them. I really wanted to eat it. He kept walking past the plums. When there was no one in the upper room, he could not resist, grabbed one plum and ate it.

Before dinner, the mother counted the plums and saw that one was missing. She told her father.

At dinner my father says:

- Well, children, didn’t anyone eat one plum?

Everyone said:

Vanya blushed like a lobster and said too:

- No, I didn’t eat.

Then the father said:

- What any of you ate is not good; but that’s not the problem. The trouble is that plums have seeds, and if someone doesn’t know how to eat them and swallows a seed, he will die within a day. I'm afraid of this.

Vanya turned pale and said:

- No, I threw the bone out the window.

And everyone laughed, and Vanya began to cry.

1. Answer the questions:

What was the name of the main character?

What did the mother buy for the children?

Why did Vanya eat the plum?

When did your mother discover it was missing?

What did the father ask the children?

Why did he say it was possible to die?

Why did Vanya immediately admit that he ate the plum?

Why did the boy cry?

Did Vanya do the right thing?

Do you feel sorry for the boy or not?

What would you do in his place?

2. Retell.

A short story with a lot of meaning is much easier for a child to master than a long work with several topics. Start reading with simple sketches and move on to more serious books. (Vasily Sukhomlinsky)

Ingratitude

Grandfather Andrei invited his grandson Matvey to visit. The grandfather put a large bowl of honey in front of his grandson, put white rolls, and invites:
- Eat honey, Matveyka. If you want, eat honey and rolls with a spoon; if you want, eat rolls with honey.
Matvey ate honey with kalachi, then kalachi with honey. I ate so much that it became difficult to breathe. He wiped his sweat, sighed and asked:
- Please tell me, grandfather, what kind of honey is this - linden or buckwheat?
- And what? – Grandfather Andrey was surprised. “I treated you to buckwheat honey, grandson.”
“Linden honey still tastes better,” said Matvey and yawned: after a hearty meal he was feeling sleepy.
Pain squeezed Grandfather Andrei’s heart. He was silent. And the grandson continued to ask:
– Is the flour for rolls made from spring or winter wheat? Grandfather Andrey turned pale. His heart was squeezed with unbearable pain.
It became difficult to breathe. He closed his eyes and groaned.

Why do they say “thank you”?

Two people were walking along a forest road - a grandfather and a boy. It was hot and they were thirsty.
The travelers approached the stream. Cool water gurgled quietly. They leaned in and got drunk.
“Thank you, stream,” said grandfather. The boy laughed.
– Why did you say “thank you” to the stream? - he asked his grandfather. - After all, the stream is not alive, will not hear your words, will not understand your gratitude.
- This is true. If a wolf got drunk, he wouldn’t say “thank you.” And we are not wolves, we are people. Do you know why a person says “thank you”?
Think about it, who needs this word?
The boy thought about it. He had a lot of time. The road ahead was long...

Evgeniy Permyak

How Misha wanted to outwit his mother

Misha’s mother came home after work and clasped her hands:
- How did you, Mishenka, manage to break off a bicycle wheel?
- It, mom, broke off on its own.
- Why is your shirt torn, Mishenka?
- She, mommy, tore herself apart.
- Where did your other shoe go? Where did you lose it?
- He, Mom, got lost somewhere.
Then Misha’s mother said:
- How bad they all are! They, the scoundrels, need to be taught a lesson!
- But as? - Misha asked.
“Very simple,” my mother answered. - If they have learned to break themselves, to tear themselves apart, and to get lost themselves, let them learn to repair themselves, to sew themselves up, to find themselves. And you and I, Misha, will sit at home and wait for them to do all this.
Misha sat down by the broken bicycle, in a torn shirt, without a shoe, and thought deeply. Apparently this boy had something to think about.

Short story "Ah!"

Nadya couldn’t do anything. Grandmother dressed Nadya, put on shoes, washed her, combed her hair.
Mom gave Nadya water from a cup, fed her from a spoon, put her to sleep, and lulled her to sleep.
Nadya heard about the kindergarten. The girlfriends are having fun playing there. They dance. They sing. They listen to fairy tales. Good for children in kindergarten. And Nadenka would have been happy there, but they didn’t take her there. They didn't accept it!
Oh!
Nadya cried. Mom cried. Grandma cried.
- Why didn’t you accept Nadenka into kindergarten?
And in kindergarten they say:
- How can we accept her when she doesn’t know how to do anything?
Oh!
Grandmother came to her senses, mother came to her senses. And Nadya caught herself. Nadya began to dress herself, put on her shoes, wash herself, eat, drink, comb her hair, and go to bed.
When they found out about this in kindergarten, they came for Nadya themselves. They came and took her to kindergarten, dressed, with shoes, washed, and combed.
Oh!

Nikolay Nosov

steps

One day Petya was returning from kindergarten. On this day he learned to count to ten. He reached his home, and he younger sister Valya is already waiting at the gate.
- And I already know how to count! – Petya boasted. – I learned it in kindergarten. Look how I can now count all the steps on the stairs.
They began to climb the stairs, and Petya counted the steps loudly:

- Well, why did you stop? – asks Valya.
- Wait, I forgot which step is further. I'll remember now.
“Well, remember,” says Valya.
They stood on the stairs, standing. Petya says:
- No, I can’t remember that. Well, let's start over again.
They went down the stairs. They began to climb up again.
“One,” says Petya, “two, three, four, five...” And he stopped again.
- Forgot again? – asks Valya.
- Forgot! How can this be! I just remembered and suddenly forgot! Well, let's try again.
They went down the stairs again, and Petya started over:
- One, two, three, four, five...
- Maybe twenty-five? – asks Valya.
- Not really! You're just stopping me from thinking! You see, because of you I forgot! We'll have to do it all over again.
- I don’t want to at first! - says Valya. - What it is? Up, down, up, down! My legs already hurt.
“If you don’t want to, you don’t have to,” answered Petya. “And I won’t go further until I remember.”
Valya went home and said to her mother:
- Mom, Petya is counting the steps on the stairs: one, two, three, four, five, but he doesn’t remember the rest.
“Then it’s six,” said mom.
Valya ran back to the stairs, and Petya kept counting the steps:
- One, two, three, four, five...
- Six! - Valya whispers. - Six! Six!
- Six! – Petya was delighted and moved on. - Seven eight nine ten.
It’s good that the stairs ended, otherwise he would never have reached the house, because he only learned to count to ten.

Nina Pavlova

The little mouse got lost

Mom gave the forest mouse a wheel made from a dandelion stem and said:
- Come on, play, ride around the house.
- Peep-pity-peep! - the mouse shouted. - I’ll play, I’ll skate!
And he rolled the wheel along the path downhill. I rolled it and rolled it and got so into it that I didn’t notice how I found myself in a strange place. Last year's linden nuts were lying on the ground, and above, behind the cut-out leaves, it was a completely foreign place! The mouse became quiet. Then, so that it wouldn’t be so scary, he put his wheel on the ground and sat down in the middle. Sits and thinks:
“Mom said: “Ride near the house.” Where is it near the house now?
But then he saw that the grass shook in one place and a frog jumped out.
- Peep-pity-peep! - the mouse shouted. - Tell me, frog, where near the house is my mother?
Luckily, the frog knew just this and answered:
- Run straight and straight under these flowers. You will meet a newt. He has just crawled out from under a stone, is lying and breathing, about to crawl into the pond. From Triton, turn left and run along the path straight and straight. You will see a white butterfly. She sits on a blade of grass and waits for someone. From the white butterfly, turn left again and then shout to your mother, she will hear.
- Thank you! - said the mouse.
He picked up his wheel and rolled it between the stems, under the bowls of white and yellow anemone flowers. But the wheel soon became stubborn: it would hit one stem, then another, then it would get stuck, then it would fall. But the mouse did not back down, pushed him, pulled him, and finally rolled him out onto the path.
Then he remembered the newt. After all, the newt never met! The reason he didn’t meet was because he had already crawled into the pond while the mouse was fiddling with his wheel. So the mouse never knew where he needed to turn left.
And again he rolled his wheel at random. Got to tall grass. And again, grief: the wheel got entangled in it - and neither back nor forward!
We barely managed to get him out. And then the little mouse just remembered the white butterfly. After all, she never met.
And the white butterfly sat, sat on a blade of grass and flew away. So the mouse did not know where he needed to turn left again.
Luckily, the mouse met a bee. She flew to red currant flowers.
- Peep-pity-peep! - the mouse shouted. - Tell me, little bee, where near the house is my mother?
And the bee just knew this and answered:
- Run downhill now. You will see something turning yellow in the lowland. There, the tables seem to be covered with patterned tablecloths, and there are yellow cups on them. This is a spleen, such a flower. From the spleen, go up the mountain. You will see flowers as radiant as the sun and next to them - on long legs - fluffy white balls. This is a coltsfoot flower. Turn right from it and then shout to your mother, she will hear.
- Thank you! - said the mouse...
Where to run now? And it was already getting dark, and you couldn’t see anyone around! The mouse sat down under a leaf and cried. And he cried so loudly that his mother heard and came running. How happy he was with her! And she even more: she didn’t even hope that her little son was alive. And they happily ran home side by side.

Stories for the little ones

Stories for the little ones: how to choose books with stories for little ones, what to pay attention to when reading, how to teach them to understand books without pictures. Texts of stories for reading to children 1-2 years old.

Stories for the little ones: what and how to read to children 1-2 years old

The selection of children's books in stores is now huge! And books - toys, and books - cuttings in the shape of various animals, cars, nesting dolls, toys, textile books for development fine motor skills, lace-up books, floating waterproof books for swimming, talking books, music books, huge thick collections of poems and fairy tales for the little ones. And it’s wonderful that from the very first years of life a child has the opportunity to get acquainted with beautiful and interesting children’s books in all their diversity.

But today we will talk about other books - traditional books with stories for kids. They are less popular than books with fairy tales or poems, but young children really need them! It is in stories that a child becomes more familiar with the world around him, with the lives of people.

How to choose story books for little ones?

First.For reading to little ones, thin books with pictures are more suitable than thick collections of fairy tales or short stories. One book is one story in pictures, or several short stories.

Second. Pictures in a book for children 1-2 years old should be realistic. That is, the illustrations in the book should not contain blue cows or hares with short ears and long tails. From the picture, the baby should get an accurate idea of ​​the world around him; children of this age do not yet understand humor! Illustrations are needed to clarify ideas about the world, and not to confuse the child. Naturally, realism does not exclude decorative details - let us remember, for example, illustrations for fairy tales by the famous artist Yu. Vasnetsov.

The perspective in which the hero of the story is depicted is very important - all the heroes of the story should be easily recognizable by the child in the pictures.

Third. On early stage understanding literature, a drawing represents for a child the very surrounding life, which cannot be replaced by a word. That's why It is necessary that the child can use the pictures to follow step by step what is being told to him(remember the story “Chicken” by K.I. Chukovsky).

For the youngest children, a picture book is alive! They feed the drawn horse, pet the cat, talk to the pictures, and can even wait for “the bird to fly away” from the picture.

Fourth. It is very important that the baby’s first books are beautiful. Exactly at early age Children develop an understanding of beauty. They like beautiful clothes, a beautifully decorated room, beautiful flowers or beautiful pictures. And they clearly prefer beautiful objects and books.

How to read stories to little ones: 4 simple rules

First. Stories can and should not only be read from a book, but also told! And this is very important! What is the benefit of storytelling? The fact is that in the case of storytelling, your word is a “living word”!

When you tell a child a simple story, a fairy tale or a short story, you look into his eyes, you can pause if necessary, slow down the pace of speech, introduce a new intonation. You see the baby’s reaction to the story and can take it into account. In addition, the child sees your face, emotions, and the process of your speech.

Therefore it's better preview the story, and then read it to the baby. If you are “attached” to the text and bury yourself in it while reading, then the baby will quickly become distracted and lose interest.

Reading a story is our dialogue with a child about the book, but not a monologue of an adult buried in the text.

It’s wonderful when you know your favorite stories by heart and tell them simply from the heart at the right moment - without a book.

I have a system of cards with short stories and poems - they are always with me. And at the right time you can always use them if you need to remember something.

Second. If you bring home a new book, you don’t need to start reading it right away. First, give the book to your baby.- let him get to know her, examine her, flip through the pages, look at the pictures and play with them - feed the horse, share his impressions with you (this could just be exclamations, pointing gestures, intonation, if the baby does not speak yet).

After the first acquaintance with the book, look at the pictures with your child, tell the child what is drawn on them. In this case, it is better to quote words from the text of the story, which the child will later hear when reading it. For example: “Masha has a sled. Misha has a sled. Tolya has a sled. Galya has a sled.
One dad without a sled” (based on the story by Ya. Taits).
Pay attention to interesting or unusual details in the illustrations (the clothes of the characters, objects in their hands, what is around them), examine them and name them.

After the first acquaintance with the book, you can read the story to your baby. If you start reading a new book right away, then the children will not listen - they reach for the book, want to pick it up, want to turn the pages, stroke the cover, and begin to get distracted.

Third. At the age of 1 year 6 months to 2 years, it is very important to teach the child to perceive a story without visual support (i.e., without a picture or dramatization of the content of the story). Otherwise, the baby may not develop very well. good habit. This is the habit of waiting for toys to be shown and saying words only under this condition. If you do not teach your child to listen to speech before the age of 2, then in the future the child will have difficulty engaging in dialogue, constantly demands pictures, does not answer questions, does not perceive audio recordings or reading books without pictures, and has difficulty perceiving speech by ear without visual support. You will find examples of stories to read to children without visual support below.

What stories can children understand without pictures?

• Up to 2 years kids understand adults' stories about the events that happen in this moment time or are very familiar to them.
• After 2 years Children begin to understand, without showing pictures, adults’ stories about events that are familiar to them from past experience.
• And with 2 years 6 months Children begin to understand, without showing pictures, adults’ stories about events that did not happen in their lives, but they are familiar with similar phenomena or with individual elements of the story’s plot. Also, from 2 years 6 months, a child can convey the content of a familiar fairy tale or story based on questions (that is, he can answer an adult’s questions about the content of the story).

Fourth. What to do first - watch a cartoon based on the story or read the text of the story? First, we introduce the child to the book - look at the illustrations, read the story. This is the base. And later you can watch a cartoon based on a familiar story book. In a cartoon, most often the child does not perceive the text, because... captivated by flashing pictures.

Stories for kids 1-2 years old

It is very important that the text of the stories for children contained bright, expressive figurative words. How we miss them modern speech! Let's look at our heritage. These are the stories Konstantin Dmitrievich Ushinsky wrote for the little ones. They can not only be read from a book, but also told when we introduce children to animals. The stories are given in abbreviation - fragments are presented that are suitable specifically for children 1-2 years old.

Stories for little ones K.D. Ushinsky

Mice. K.D. Ushinsky

Mice, old and small, gathered at their hole. They have black eyes, small paws, teeth, gray fur coats, ears sticking out at the top, tails drag along the ground.

Vaska. K.D. Ushinsky

Kitty-cat - gray pubis. Vasya is affectionate and cunning: velvet paws, sharp claws. Vasyutka has sensitive ears, a long mustache, and a silk fur coat. The cat caresses, bends over, wags its tail, closes its eyes, and sings a song.

Cockerel with his family. K.D. Ushinsky

A cockerel walks around the yard: he has a red comb on his head and a red beard under his nose. Petya's nose is a chisel, Petya's tail is a wheel; there are patterns on the tail, spurs on the legs. With his paws, Petya rakes the pile and calls the hens and chicks together: “Troublesome housewives! Get your chickens together, I brought you some grains!”

Goat. K.D. Ushinsky

A shaggy goat walks, a bearded goat walks, waving its faces, shaking its beard, tapping its hooves: it walks bleating, calling for goats and kids.

Sow. K.D. Ushinsky

The sow's snout is not elegant: its nose rests on the ground; mouth to ears, and ears dangling like rags; Each leg has four hooves, and when it walks, it stumbles. The sow's tail is like a screw, its ridge is humped, and stubble sticks out on the ridge. She eats for three, gets fat for five.

Geese. K.D. Ushinsky

The hostess came out and beckoned the geese home: “Pull-pull! White geese, gray geese, go home!”

And the geese stretched out their long necks, spread their red paws, flapped their wings, opened their noses: “Giga! We don't want to go home! We feel good here too!”

Cow. K.D. Ushinsky

The cow is ugly, but she gives milk. Her forehead is wide, her ears are to the sides, there are not enough teeth in her mouth, but her face is large. She tears grass, chews gum, drinks swill, moos and roars, calling for her mistress.

Eagle. K.D. Ushinsky

The blue-winged eagle is the king of all birds. He builds nests on rocks and on old oak trees; flies high, sees far. The eagle has a sickle nose, hooked claws, long wings; An eagle flies in the clouds, looking for prey from above.

Woodpecker. K.D. Ushinsky

Knock-Knock! In a deep forest, on a pine tree, a black woodpecker is carpentering. It clings with its paws, rests its tail, taps its nose, scares away ants and boogers from behind the bark.

Lisa Patrikeevna. K.D. Ushinsky

The godmother fox has sharp teeth, a thin snout, ears on the top of her head, a tail that flies away, and a warm fur coat. The godfather is well dressed: the fur is fluffy, golden, there is a vest on the chest, and a white tie on the neck. The fox walks quietly, bends down to the ground, as if bowing. He wears his fluffy tail carefully; digs deep holes with many entrances and exits; loves chickens, ducklings, not rabbits.

The next two stories are stories from the 20th century. They are written very accessible language, and are understandable to kids even without pictures.

Stories for little ones Ya. Taits

Story by Ya. Taits “Geese”

My grandmother had geese on the collective farm. They hissed. They pinched. They were talking to each other: “Ha-ha!” "Ha-ha!" “Yeah!” "Ha-ha!"
“Yeah!”
Nadya was afraid of them. She shouted:
-Grandma, geese! Grandmother said:
-And you take a stick.
Nadya took a stick, and how could she swing at the geese?
- Get out of here!
The geese turned and walked away.
Nadya asked:
-What, were you scared?
And the geese answered:
“Yeah!”

Story by Ya. Taits “Train”

There's snow everywhere. Masha has a sled. Misha has a sled. Tolya has a sled. Galya has a sled.
One dad without a sled.
He took Galina's sled, hitched it to the Tolins, Tolina - to the Mishins, Mishins - to the Mashins. It turned out to be a train.
Misha shouts:
- Tu-tu!
He is a machinist.
Masha shouts:
- Your tickets!
She's a conductor.
And dad pulls the string and says:
- Chukh-chukh... Chukh-chukh...
So he is a locomotive.

At the age of 1 year 6 months to 2 years, it is very important to start teaching a child to listen to stories without visual support - that is, without showing pictures based on the content of the story, without dramatizing or showing toys. I have made a selection of such stories for children, which they understand from the content itself. In the collection, the stories are grouped by age: from 1 year 9 months to 2 years, from 2 years to 2 years 6 months, from 2 years 6 months to 2 years 11 months.

Stories for children 1-2 years old without showing

We teach kids to listen and understand speech without visual support (that is, without a picture, scene, or display of objects)

Stories without showing for children from 1 year 9 months to 2 years

Sveta and the dog (Author – K.L. Pechora)

Sveta went for a walk, put on a hat and coat and walked with her feet - stomping. And there the dog barks: “Aw-aw!” Don't be afraid, Sveta, the dog doesn't bite!

Who went for a walk? Who did she meet?

Feeding the cat. Author – K.L. Pechora

The cat came home and meowed: “Meow-meow.” He wants to eat. Mom poured milk for the cat and said: “Here, kitty, drink milk!” And the cat drank the milk.

- Who did I tell you about?

- What was the cat doing?

- What did mom give her?

Stories for children from 2 years to 2 years 6 months without showing

Tanya will sleep. Author – K.L. Pechora

The girl Tanechka is tired. I played all day. Mom said: Let's go babes. I'll put you on the bed. I’ll sing a song.” Tanya doesn't want to sleep Ay-ay-ay! All the kids are already asleep. Tanya lay down on the bed. She closed her eyes, and her mother sang a song to her: “Bayu-bayu-bayu. I’m rocking Tanya.” Quiet, guys. Tanya is sleeping.

You can repeat the story twice. Questions to ask your child to check speech understanding:
- Who did I tell about?
- What did mom sing to Tanya?
- Tanya doesn’t want to sleep? Ah ah ah.
-Where did mom put Tanya?
- Did Tanya fall asleep?

Ball. The author of the story is L.S. Slavina

Once upon a time there lived a boy, Petya. He had a dog, Sharik. Once Petya called Sharik: “Sharik, Sharik, come here, I brought you meat.” But Sharik is not there. Petya began to look for him. Sharik is nowhere to be found: neither in the garden nor in the room. But Sharik hid under the bed, and no one saw him there.

Doll bed. The author of the story is L.S. Slavina

Once upon a time there was a girl Galya, she had a doll Katya. Galya played with the doll and put her to bed in her crib. Suddenly the crib broke. There is nowhere for the Katya doll to sleep. The girl Galya took a hammer and nails and repaired the crib herself. The doll now has a crib.

Tanya and brother. The author of the story is L.S. Slavina

Once upon a time there lived a girl, Tanya. She had a little brother a little boy. Mom gave the kids something to eat and left. Tanya ate and began to play, but her little brother could not eat by himself, he began to cry. Then Tanya took a spoon and fed her brother, and then they began to play together.

Ship. The author of the story is L.S. Slavina

Once upon a time there lived a girl, Natasha. Dad bought her a boat from the store. Natasha took a large basin, poured water and let the boat float, and put a bunny in the boat. Suddenly the boat capsized and the bunny fell into the water. Natasha pulled the bunny out of the water, dried him and put him to bed.

Assistants. The author of the story is N. Kalinina

Sasha and Alyosha helped set the table. Everyone sat down to dinner. The soup was poured, but there was nothing to eat. That's it, helpers! The table was set, but no spoons were placed.

Cube upon cube. The author of the story is Ya. Taits

Masha puts cube on cube, cube on cube, cube on cube. She built a high tower. Misha came running:
- Give me the tower!
- I'm not giving it!
- Give me at least a cube!
- Take one cube!
Misha reached out his hand and grabbed the lowest cube. And instantly - bang-bang-bang! - the whole Machine Tower has collapsed!

River. The author of the story is Ya. Taits

Our Masha doesn’t like porridge, she shouts: “I don’t want it!” Don't want!" Mom took a spoon and ran it over the porridge, creating a path. Mom took the milkman, poured milk, and it turned out to be a river.
- Come on, Masha, drink from the river and eat by the shore.
I drank the whole river, ate all the banks, only one plate remained.

Stories without showing for children from 2 years 6 months to 2 years 11 months.

About the girl Katya and the little kitten.

The author of the story is V.V. Gerbova

“Katya went out for a walk. She went up to the sandbox and began making Easter cakes. I baked a lot of Easter cakes. Tired. I decided to rest and sat down on a bench. Suddenly he hears: meow-oo-oo. The kitten meows: so thinly, pitifully. “Kiss-kiss-kiss,” Katya called. And a little black fluffy ball crawled out from under the bench. Katya took the kitten in her arms, and he began to purr: purr-purr, purr-purr. He sang and sang and fell asleep. And Katya sits quietly, doesn’t want to wake the kitten.
- I'm looking for you, looking for you! - said the grandmother, approaching Katya. -Why are you quiet?
“Tsk-tsk-tsk,” Katya put her finger to her lips and pointed at the sleeping kitten.
Then Katya and her grandmother went around to all the neighbors to find out if anyone had lost a small black kitten that could purr loudly. But the kitten turned out to be a draw. And grandma allowed Katya to take him home.”

Sly shoes

Olenka has very cunning shoes. Only Olya gapes... they - once!.. and put on the wrong leg.
One day Olya looked at her shoes for a long time and sternly, raising them. I looked and looked and suddenly noticed that the shoe only had one cheek.
If you place the shoes cheek to cheek, they will definitely be put on the wrong foot. Miracles and nothing more!
And if the shoes have cheeks with different sides– the shoes will be put on correctly. You can check.
And Olenka’s shoes are cunning, but she outwitted them. Mom bought Olenka shoes with straps. Olya placed them so that the straps were side by side. And... dac!... grab the straps with both hands at once!
Olenka spread her arms to the sides and quietly put her shoes on the floor.
And the left shoe was immediately put on the left foot.
And the right shoe was put on the right foot.
That's all the tricks!
The main thing is that the straps are side by side!

I don't want to be offended.

Today the big red brick decided to leave us.
“I want,” he said, “to be part of big car or steamship. Part of a train or plane.
And I don’t want children to offend me: they throw me on the floor, kick me like some kind of ball. I don't like being thrown around and kicked.
I met a large red brick near the front door. If you don't believe me, see for yourself...

Children are sledding. Author – K.L. Pechora

I'll tell you something now. About the girl Lena, the boy Vanya and their grandmother. The grandmother told her grandchildren: “Now we’ll go for a walk.” Lena and Vanya were delighted and ran into the corridor to get dressed. Grandma helped them put on a hat, warm boots, a fur coat and mittens. It's cold outside! The children took the sled, got into the elevator with their grandmother and went outside. It's sunny outside. Snow is white - white! Vanya and grandmother put Lena on a sled and took her for a ride. Then Lena and Vanya sledded down the hill. Wow, how the sled rolled - fast - fast! How good and fun! Grandma said: “Well done, they didn’t fall.” - “Grandma, can we still go down the slide?” - “It’s possible, just hold on!” And they also went down the hill.

Check your understanding of the story using the following questions:
—Where did Lena and Vanya go?
— Who did the children go for a walk with?
-What did they take with them?
— What were they doing on the street?
-What did grandma tell them?

Some of the favorite books of the little ones are stories in pictures. Below I will give the texts of several classic stories for kids in pictures.

Children's books with stories and fairy tales in pictures

A story in pictures. K.I. Chukovsky Chicken

“Once upon a time there lived a chicken. He was small - like this!
But he thought that he was very big, and he lifted his head up importantly - like that!
And he had a mother. Mom loved him very much. Mom was like that!
His mother fed him worms. And there were these worms - like this!
One day a black cat attacked my mother and drove her out of the yard. And there was a cat - like this!
The chicken was left alone at the fence. Suddenly he sees: a beautiful big rooster flew up onto the fence, stretched his neck - like that! - and shouted at the top of his lungs:
- Ku-ka-re-ku! – and looked around importantly. - Am I not a daredevil, am I not a great fellow!
The chicken really liked it. He also craned his neck - like that! - and with all his strength he squeaked:
- Pi-pi-pi-pi! I am also a daredevil! I’m great too!
But he tripped and fell into a puddle - just like that! A frog was sitting in a puddle. She saw him and laughed:
- Ha-ha-ha! Ha ha ha! You're a long way from being a rooster!
And there was a frog - like this!
Then the mother ran up to the chicken. She took pity and caressed him - like that!”

Stories in pictures for the little ones E. Charushina

Hen. E. Charushin

A hen and her chicks were walking around the yard. Suddenly it began to rain. The chicken quickly sat down on the ground, spread out all its feathers and clucked: “Kwoh-kwoh-kwoh-kwok”! - this means: hide quickly. And all the chickens crawled under her wings and buried themselves in her warm feathers. Who at all
hid, some have only their legs visible, some have their heads sticking out, and some only have their eyes peeking out.
But the two chickens did not listen to their mother and did not hide. They stand there, squeal and wonder: what is this thing dripping on their heads?

Dog. E. Charushin

Sharik has a thick, warm fur coat - he runs around in the cold all winter. And his house without a stove is just a doghouse, and there is straw laid down there, but he is not cold. The ball barks, guards the good, evil people Yes, he doesn’t let thieves into the yard - that’s why everyone loves him and feeds him well.

Cat. E. Charushin

This is the cat Maruska. She caught a mouse in the closet, for which the owner fed her milk. Maruska is sitting on the rug, well-fed and contented. She sings songs and purrs, but her kitten is small - he is not interested in purring. He plays with himself - he catches himself by the tail, snorts at everyone, puffs up, puffs up.

Ram. E. Charushin

Wow, what a cool and soft one! This is a good ram, not an ordinary one. This ram has thick wool, fine hair; Its wool is good for knitting mittens, sweatshirts, stockings, socks, all clothes can be woven and felt boots. And everything will be warm - very warm.

Goat. E. Charushin

A goat is walking down the street, in a hurry to get home. At home, her owner will feed and water her. And if the owner hesitates, the goat will steal something for herself. In the hallway he will devour a broom, in the kitchen he will grab bread, in the garden he will eat seedlings, in the garden he will rip the bark off an apple tree. That's how thieving, mischievous! And goat’s milk is delicious, perhaps even tastier than cow’s.

Pig. E. Charushin

Here is Khavronya - a beauty - all smeared - smeared, rolled around in the mud, bathed in a puddle, all her sides and snout with a patch of mud.
- Go, Khavronyushka, rinse yourself in the river, wash away the dirt. Otherwise, run to the pigsty, there they will wash you and clean you, you will be as clean as a cucumber.
“Oink-oink,” he says.
“I don’t want to,” he says.
- I feel more comfortable here!

Turkey. E. Charushin

The turkey walks around the yard, puffed up like a balloon, and angry at everyone. It furrows the ground with its wings and spreads its tail wide. And the guys walked by and let’s tease him:
Hey, Indian, Indian, show yourself!
Indya, take a walk around the yard!
He pouted even more and muttered:
- A-boo-boo-boo-boo!
What a chatterbox-babbler!

Duck. E. Charushin

A duck on a pond dives, bathes, and sorts its feathers with its beak. Place feather to feather so that they lie flat. She will smooth herself, clean herself, look into the water as if in a mirror - that’s how good she is! And he quacks:
- Quack-quack-quack!

Bear. E. Charushin

A bear with a sweet tooth is sitting, eating raspberries.
Slurps, purrs, smacks. He picks not one berry at a time, but sucks the entire bush - only bare branches remain.
What a greedy bear you are! What a glutton!
Look, if you overeat, your stomach will hurt!

A few more fairy tales and short stories for little ones from classic children's literature.

How a pig learned to speak. L. Panteleev

Once I saw a very little girl teaching a pig
speak. The pig she came across was very smart and obedient, but for some reason
He never wanted to speak humanly. And no matter how hard the girl tried -
Nothing worked for her.
She, I remember, says to him:
- Little Piglet, say “mother”!
And he answered her:
- Oink-oink.
She told him:
- Little pig, say “daddy”!
And he told her:
- Oink-oink!
She:
- Say: “tree”!
And he:
- Oink-oink.
- Say: “flower”!
And he:
- Oink-oink.
- Say: “hello”!
And he:
- Oink-oink.
- Say: “goodbye!”
And he:
- Oink-oink.
I looked and looked, listened and listened, I felt sorry for both the pig and
girl. I speak:
“You know what, my dear, you should have told him something simpler.”
say. Because he is still small, it is difficult for him to pronounce such words.
She says:
- What’s simpler? What word?
- Well, ask him, for example, to say: “oink-oink.”
The girl thought a little and said:
- Little pig, please say “oink-oink”!
The pig looked at her and said:
- Oink-oink!
The girl was surprised, delighted, and clapped her hands.
“Well,” he says, “finally!” Learned!

Chicken and duckling. V. Suteev

The Duckling hatched from the egg.
- I hatched! - he said.
“Me too,” said Chicken Little.

“I want to be friends with you,” said the Duckling.
“Me too,” said Chicken Little.

“I’m going for a walk,” said the Duckling.
“Me too,” said Chicken Little.

“I’m digging a hole,” said the Duckling.
“Me too,” said Chicken Little.

“I found a worm,” said the Duckling.
“Me too,” said Chicken Little.

“I caught a butterfly,” said the Duckling.
“Me too,” said Chicken Little.

“I’m not afraid of the frog,” said the Duckling.
“Me... too...” whispered Chicken.

“I want to swim,” said the Duckling.
“Me too,” said Chicken Little.

“I’m swimming,” said the Duckling.
- Me too! - Chicken Little shouted.

- Save!..
- Hold on! - shouted the Duckling.
“Bul-bul-bul...” said the Chicken.

Pulled out the Duckling Chicken.

“I’m going for another swim,” said the Duckling.
“But I don’t,” said Chicken.

Donald Bisset. Ga-ga-ga (from 2 years old)

Once upon a time there lived a little gosling named William. But his mother always called him Willie.
- It's time to go for a walk, Willie! - Mom told him. - Call the others, ha-ha-ha!
Willie loved to cackle, inviting everyone to go for a walk.
- Ha-ha-ha! Ha-ga-ga! Ha-ga-ga! Ha-ga-ga! - he sang like that all the way.
One day while walking he met a kitten. Cute black kitten with white front paws. Willie really liked him.
- Ha-ha-ha! - he said to the kitten. - Ha-ha-ha!
- Meow! - answered the kitten.
Willie was surprised. What does "meow" mean? He always thought that cats, like geese, said “ha-ha-ha!”

He moved on. I was picking grass along the way. The day was wonderful. The sun was shining and the birds were singing.
- Ha-ha-ha! - Willie sang.
- Bow-wow! - answered the dog running along the road.
- E-go-go! - said the horse.
- B-but! - the milkman shouted to his horse.

Poor Willie didn't understand a word. A farmer passed by and shouted to Willie:
- Hello, gosling!
- Ha-ha-ha! - answered Willie.

Then the children ran by. One boy ran up to Willie and shouted:
- Shoo!
Willie was upset. Even his throat was dry.
- I know that I'm just a gosling. But why shout “shoo” to me?

In the pond he saw goldfish, but to all his “ha-ha-ha” the fish only wagged its tail and did not say a word.
Willie went further and met a herd of cows.
- Mooo! - said the cows. - Muuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

“Well, at least someone would say “ha-ha-ha” to me, Willie thought. - There is no one to even talk to. This is boring!
- Zhzhzhzhzhzhzh! - the bee buzzed.
Pigeons cooed, ducks quacked, and crows croaked from the treetops. And no one, no one said “ha-ha-ha” to him!

Poor Willie even began to cry, and tears dripped from his beak onto his pretty red paws.
- Ha-ha-ha! - Willie sobbed.
And suddenly the familiar “ha-ha-ha” was heard from afar.
And then a car appeared on the road.
- Ha-ha-ha! - said the car. All English cars say "ga-ga-ga", and not at all "beep-beep".
- Ha-ha-ha! - Willie was delighted.
- Ha-ha-ha! - the car said and drove past.
Willie couldn't take his eyes off the car. He felt like the happiest gosling in the world.
- Ha-ha-ha! - the car repeated and disappeared around the bend.
- Ha-ha-ha! - Willie shouted after him.

Czeslaw Janczarski. The Adventures of Mishka - Ushastik (stories for children aged 2 years and older)

Let me give you an example of a few stories from this wonderful children's book for little ones.

In the shop

It was in a toy store. Teddy bears sat and stood on the shelves.
One bear howled among them, which had been sitting in its corner for a long time.
The other bears had already reached the children and went out into the street with a smile. But no one paid attention to this bear, maybe because he was sitting in a corner.

Every day the bear became more and more upset: he had no one to play with. And out of chagrin one of his ears drooped.
“It’s not a problem,” the bear consoled himself. - If a fairy tale now flies into one ear, it won’t fly out of the other ear. The droopy ear won’t let you in.”

One day the bear found a red umbrella on his shelf. He grabbed it in his paws, opened it and bravely jumped down. And then he quietly made his way out of the store. At first he was scared, there were so many people in front of him. But when he met two guys, Zosia and Jacek, his fear went away. The guys smiled at the bear. What a smile it was!
- Who are you looking for, little bear? - the guys asked.
- I'm looking for guys.
- Come with us.
- Went! - the bear was happy.
And they walked together.

Friends

There was a courtyard in front of the house where Jacek and Zosia lived. The main thing in this yard was the dog Kruchek. And then the red-haired Cockerel still lived there.
When the bear went out into the yard for a walk for the first time, Kruchek immediately jumped up to him. And then the Cockerel came up.
- Hello! - said the bear cub.
- Hello! - they said to him in response. - We saw you come with Jacek and Zosia. Why is your ear drooping? Listen, what's your name?
Mishka told me what happened to the ear. And I was very upset. Because he didn't have a name.
“Don’t worry,” Kruczek told him. - And then the other ear will drop. We will call you Ushastik. Ushastik Teddy Bear. Agree?
Mishka really liked the name. He clapped his paws and said:
- Now I’m Mishka Ushastik!

Mishka, Mishka, meet me, this is our Bunny.
The bunny was nibbling the grass.
But Mishka saw only two long ears. And then a muzzle that moved funny. The bunny got scared of Mishka, jumped and disappeared behind the fence.
But then he felt ashamed and returned.
“You shouldn’t be afraid, Bunny,” Kruchek told him. - Meet our new friend. His name is Mishka Ushastik.
Ushastik looked at the Bunny's long fluffy ears and sighed, thinking about his droopy ear.

Suddenly the Bunny said:

Bear, what a beautiful ear you have...

I'm growing too

It rained at night.
- Look. Ushastik, - said Zosya, - after the rain everything has grown. Radishes in the garden, grass, and weeds too...
Ushastik looked at the grass, marveled, and shook his head. And then he began to tumble in the grass. I didn’t even notice how a cloud came and covered the sun. It began to rain, Mishka came to his senses and hurried to the house.
And then suddenly I thought: “If it’s raining, it means everything will grow again. I'll stay in the yard. I’ll grow up to be like a big forest bear.”
It remained there, standing in the middle of the yard.
“Kwa-kwa-kwa,” was heard nearby.
“This is a frog,” Ushastik guessed, “probably, he also wants to grow up.”
The May rain is short-lived.

The sun shone again, the birds chirped, and silver droplets sparkled on the leaves.
Mishka Ushastik stood on tiptoe and shouted:
- Zosya, Zosya, I have grown up!
“Kwa-kwa-kwa, ha-ha-ha,” said the frog. - Well, you’re funny, Mishka. You haven't grown at all, you've just gotten wet.

Stories for the little ones very different, but they are all kind, cheerful, filled with love for children and life, and interesting. I wish you pleasant moments of communication with amazing children's writers and artists, new discoveries and achievement of new steps in the development of your kids:).

I would like to end the article with a statement from Lev Tokmakov about how to distinguish a real children's book from other books:

"In the real, created great master a children's book always has something that decisively lifts it above everyday life, pulls it out of mandatory series objects accompanying early childhood. Diapers, applesauce, a tricycle - everything gradually goes away, never to return. AND Only a children’s book is given to a person for life.”

You can read more about educational games and activities for little ones:

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Poems for waking up, feeding, changing clothes, playing, going to bed, bathing.

Alyosha’s parents usually returned home late after work. He came home from school on his own, warmed up his lunch, did his homework, played and waited for mom and dad. Alyosha went to music school twice a week; it was very close to the school. Boy with early childhood he was used to his parents working a lot, but he never complained, he understood that they were trying for him.

Nadya has always been an example for younger brother. An excellent student at school, she also did well in music school study and help my mother at home. She had many friends in her class, they visited each other and sometimes even did homework together. But for class teacher Natalya Petrovna, Nadya was the best: she always managed to do everything, but also helped others. There was only talk both at school and at home about how “Nadya is smart, what a helper, what Nadya is - smart girl" Nadya was pleased to hear such words, because it was not in vain that people praised her.

Little Zhenya was a very greedy boy; he used to bring candy to kindergarten and not share it with anyone. And to all the comments from Zhenya’s teacher, Zhenya’s parents responded like this: “Zhenya is still too small to share with anyone, so let him grow up a little, then he will understand.”

Petya was the most pugnacious boy in the class. He constantly pulled the girls' pigtails and tripped the boys. It wasn’t that he liked it very much, but he believed that it made him stronger than the other guys, and this was undoubtedly nice to know. But there was also back side such behavior: no one wanted to be friends with him. Petya’s desk neighbor, Kolya, got it especially hard. He was an excellent student, but he never allowed Petya to copy from him and did not give any hints on tests, so Petya was offended by him for this.

Spring has come. In the city, the snow turned gray and began to settle, and merry drops could be heard from the rooftops. There was a forest outside the city. Winter still reigned there, and the sun's rays barely made their way through the thick spruce branches. But then one day something moved under the snow. A stream appeared. He gurgled cheerfully, trying to make his way through the blocks of snow up to the sun.

The bus was stuffy and very crowded. He was squeezed from all sides, and he had already regretted a hundred times that he had decided to go to next appointment to the doctor early in the morning. He drove and thought that quite recently, it would seem, but in fact seventy years ago, he rode the bus to school. And then the war began. He didn’t like to remember what he experienced there, why bring up the past. But every year on June twenty-second he locked himself in his apartment, did not answer calls and did not go anywhere. He remembered those who volunteered with him to the front and did not return. The war was also a personal tragedy for him: during the battles of Moscow and Stalingrad, his father and older brother died.

Even though it was only mid-March, the snow had almost melted. Streams ran through the streets of the village, in which paper boats sailed merrily, overtaking each other. They were launched by local boys returning home after school.

Katya always dreamed about something: how she would become a famous doctor, how she would fly to the moon, or how she would invent something useful for all humanity. Katya also loved animals very much. At home she lived with a dog, Laika, a cat, Marusya, and two parrots, which were given to her by her parents for her birthday, as well as fish and a turtle.

Mom came home from work a little early today. As soon as she closed front door, Marina immediately threw herself on her neck:
- Mom, mommy! I almost got run over by a car!
- What are you talking about! Well, turn around, I'll look at you! How did this happen?

It was spring. The sun was shining very brightly, the snow had almost melted. And Misha was really looking forward to summer. In June he turned twelve years old, and his parents promised to give him a new bicycle for his birthday, which he had long dreamed of. He already had one, but Misha, as he himself liked to say, “grew out of it a long time ago.” He did well in school, and his mom and dad, and sometimes his grandparents, would give him money as praise for his excellent behavior or good grades. Misha did not spend this money, he saved it. He had a big piggy bank where he put all the money that was given to him. At first school year he had accumulated a significant amount of money, and the boy wanted to offer his parents this money so that they could buy him a bicycle earlier in the day birth, he really wanted to ride.

This section of our website contains short stories Russian writers for children of all ages.
Smaller works are easier to understand for young readers. The child can listen to short stories to the end with pleasure. And a little later he himself will begin to read these small masterpieces of literature.
Parents often don't have enough time to read long works. For example, before bed or on the road. In these cases, our selection of short stories will be very useful to you.
In addition, short stories will help the child learn retell texts:
— Before reading the story, explain to your child the meaning of all unclear words and situations;
- After reading a short story ask questions to determine your understanding of the text. If the child is not ready to retell the text in full, then you can start with a partial retelling. For example, you tell the text, and the child finishes it individual words or suggestions.
- Then ask them to retell the text themselves. If difficulties arise, then your tips and suggestive questions will help you master the retelling!
- You can tell the text one by one. This way you teach your child not only to talk, but also to listen carefully.