Stories by V. Oseeva for children

Short stories by Valentina Aleksandrovna Oseeva are suitable for preschoolers to read independently. And adults will read them to children who cannot read.

Valentina Oseeva has many interesting books, including short stories designed for young listeners. Small stories are easier for modern children to understand. They are remembered better. They can be retold. Short stories are good for mastering different techniques of working with text.

But the most pleasant thing is to sit next to your mother reading a book.

Stories by Valentina Oseeva

What is not allowed is not possible

One day mom said to dad:

And dad immediately spoke in a whisper.

No way! What is not allowed is not allowed!

Grandmother and granddaughter

Mom brought Tanya a new book.

Mom said:

– When Tanya was little, her grandmother read to her; Now Tanya is already big, she herself will read this book to her grandmother.

- Sit down, grandma! - Tanya said. – I’ll read you a story.

Tanya read, grandmother listened, and mother praised both:

- That's how smart you are!

Three sons

The mother had three sons - three pioneers. Years have passed. War broke out. A mother saw off her three sons - three fighters - to war. One son beat the enemy in the sky. Another son beat the enemy on the ground. The third son beat the enemy at sea. Three heroes returned to their mother: a pilot, a tanker and a sailor!

Tannin achievements

Every evening, dad took a notebook and pencil and sat down with Tanya and grandmother.

- Well, what are your achievements? - he asked.

Dad explained to Tanya that achievements are all the good and useful things a person has done in a day. Dad carefully wrote down Tanya's achievements in a notebook.

One day he asked, holding his pencil ready as usual:

- Well, what are your achievements?

“Tanya was washing the dishes and broke a cup,” said the grandmother.

“Hm...” said the father.

- Dad! – Tanya begged. – The cup was bad, it fell on its own! There is no need to write about it in our achievements! Just write: Tanya washed the dishes!

- Fine! - Dad laughed. - Let's punish this cup so that next time, when washing dishes, the other one will be more careful!

Who is the stupidest?

Once upon a time there lived in the same house a boy Vanya, a girl Tanya, a dog Barbos, a duck Ustinya and a chicken Boska.

One day they all went out into the yard and sat down on a bench: the boy Vanya, the girl Tanya, the dog Barbos, the duck Ustinya and the chicken Boska.

Vanya looked to the right, looked to the left, and raised his head up. Boring! He took it and pulled Tanya’s pigtail.

Tanya got angry and wanted to hit Vanya back, but he saw that the boy was big and strong. She kicked Barbos. Barbos squealed, was offended, and bared his teeth. I wanted to bite her, but Tanya is the mistress, you can’t touch her. Barbos grabbed Ustinya's duck's tail. The duck became alarmed and smoothed its feathers. I wanted to hit Boska the chicken with its beak, but changed my mind.

So Barbos asks her:

- Why don’t you, Ustinya the duck, hit Boska? He is weaker than you.

“I’m not as stupid as you,” the duck answers Barbos.

“There are people dumber than me,” says the dog and points to Tanya.

Tanya heard.

“And he’s dumber than me,” she says and looks at Vanya.

Vanya looked around, and there was no one behind him.

Watchman

IN kindergarten there were a lot of toys. Clockwork locomotives ran along the rails, airplanes hummed in the room, and elegant dolls lay in strollers. The guys all played together and everyone had fun. Only one boy did not play. He collected a whole bunch of toys near him and protected them from the children.

- My! My! - he shouted, covering the toys with his hands.

The children did not argue - there were enough toys for everyone.

- How well we play! How much fun we have! – the boys boasted to the teacher.

- But I am bored! - the boy shouted from his corner.

- Why? – the teacher was surprised. – You have so many toys!

But the boy could not explain why he was bored.

“Yes, because he is not a gambler, but a watchman,” the children explained for him.

Cookie

Mom poured cookies onto a plate. Grandma clinked her cups merrily. Everyone sat down at the table. Vova pulled the plate towards him.

“Do it one at a time,” Misha said sternly.

The boys poured all the cookies onto the table and divided them into two piles.

- Exactly? – Vova asked.

Misha looked at the crowd with his eyes:

- Exactly... Grandma, pour us some tea!

Grandma served tea to both of them. It was quiet at the table. The piles of cookies were quickly shrinking.

- Crumbly! Sweet! - Misha said.

- Yes! – Vova responded with his mouth full.

Mom and grandmother were silent. When all the cookies were eaten, Vova took a deep breath, patted himself on the stomach and crawled out from behind the table. Misha finished the last bite and looked at his mother - she was stirring the unstarted tea with a spoon. He looked at his grandmother - she was chewing a crust of black bread...

Regular reading of short stories prepares preschool children with attention spans to perceive more information at school.

A selection of Oseeva’s stories, which can be used in educational activities for speech development or simply in a fiction reading program. It includes stories such as " Magic word", "Took revenge", "At the skating rink", "Three comrades", "Bad", "Blue Leaves", "Offenders", "Cookies", "Watchman" and others.

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Valentina Aleksandrovna Oseevaborn in Kyiv. Her father, Alexander Dmitrievich Oseev, worked as an inspector at an elevator, and her mother, Ariadna Leonidovna, worked as a proofreader in a newspaper.
Her parents took an active part in revolutionary activities. Due to police persecution, the parents of Valentina Aleksandrovna Oseeva and their three daughters were forced to frequently move from place to place. Valentina Aleksandrovna Oseeva began studying at a gymnasium in Kyiv, and completed her studies in Zhitomir. After graduating from high school, she entered the drama department of the Lysenko Institute. But it was not possible to finish it, since in 1923 the Oseev family moved to Moscow and Valentina Aleksandrovna Oseeva went to work in the Labor Committee for street children. Since then, for sixteen years she has worked continuously with “difficult” children in colonies, orphanages, and reception centers. Valentina Oseeva often wrote in her works about children with a difficult fate.
For his students V.A. Oseeva often composed stories, plays, and parables. In 1937, her first story, “Grishka,” was published in the newspaper “For Communist Education.” And since 1940, she became a professional writer. She worked in different genres: stories, fairy tales and poems; Oseeva's children's stories were very popular with the public.
Oseeva's books are also loved by modern readers; now Oseeva's most famous work is a story in three parts"Dinka "This book was the last in the author's life. And the older generation was engrossed in the book."Vasek Trubachev and his comrades ". This trilogy was popular in the 60-80s. Valentina Alexandrovna received letters from all over the country asking her to tell about Vaska’s further fate, which was very close to the post-war generation of children.

Magic word

A little old man with a long gray beard was sitting on a bench and drawing something in the sand with an umbrella.
“Move over,” Pavlik told him and sat down on the edge.
The old man moved and, looking at the boy’s red, angry face, said:
- Did something happen to you?
- Well, okay! What do you care? - Pavlik looked sideways at him.
- Nothing for me. But now you were screaming, crying, quarreling with someone...
- Still would! - the boy muttered angrily. “I’ll soon run away from home completely.”
- Will you run away?
- I'll run away! I’ll run away because of Lenka alone.” Pavlik clenched his fists. “I almost gave her a hard time!” Doesn't give any paint! And how many do you have?
- Does not give? Well, there's no point in running away because of this.
- Not only because of this. Grandma chased me out of the kitchen for one carrot... right with a rag, a rag... Pavlik snorted with resentment.
- Nonsense! - said the old man. - One will scold, the other will regret.
“Nobody feels sorry for me!” Pavlik shouted. “My brother is going for a boat ride, but he won’t take me.” I tell him: “You better take it, I won’t leave you anyway, I’ll drag the oars away, I’ll climb into the boat myself!”
Pavlik slammed his fist on the bench. And suddenly he fell silent.
- What, your brother won’t take you?
- Why do you keep asking?
The old man smoothed out his long beard.
- I want to help you. There is such a magic word...
Pavlik opened his mouth.

Which one do you want?
“I’ll have the blue one,” Pavlik said timidly.
He took the paint, held it in his hands, walked around the room with it and gave it to his sister. He didn't need paint. He was now thinking only about the magic word.
“I’ll go to my grandmother. Will she drive me away or not?
Pavlik opened the door to the kitchen. The old woman was removing hot pies from the baking sheet.
The grandson ran up to her, turned her red, wrinkled face with both hands, looked into her eyes and whispered:
- Give me a piece of pie... please.
Grandma straightened up.

The magic word shone in every wrinkle, in the eyes, in the smile...
- I wanted something hot... something hot, my darling! - she said, choosing the best, rosy pie.
Pavlik jumped for joy and kissed her on both cheeks.
"Wizard! Wizard!" - he repeated to himself, remembering the old man.

At dinner, Pavlik sat quietly and listened to his brother’s every word. When his brother said that he would go boating, Pavlik put his hand on his shoulder and quietly asked:
Take me please.
Everyone at the table immediately fell silent. The brother raised his eyebrows and grinned.
Take it,” the sister suddenly said. “What is it worth to you!”
“Well, why not take it?” Grandma smiled. “Of course, take it.”
Please,” Pavlik repeated.
The brother laughed loudly, patted the boy on the shoulder, ruffled his hair:
- Oh, you traveler! Okay, get ready!
“It helped! It helped again!”
Pavlik jumped out from the table and ran into the street. But the old man was no longer in the park. The bench was empty, and only incomprehensible signs drawn by an umbrella remained on the sand.

Got revenge

Katya walked up to her desk and gasped: the drawer was pulled out, the new paints were scattered, the brushes were dirty, and there were puddles of brown water on the table.
- Alyoshka! - Katya screamed. - Alyoshka! - And, covering her face with her hands, she cried loudly.
Alyosha stuck his round head through the door. His cheeks and nose were smeared with paint.

I didn't do anything to you! - he said quickly.
Katya rushed at him with her fists, but her little brother disappeared behind the door and jumped through the open window into the garden.
- I will take revenge on you! - Katya screamed with tears.
Alyosha, like a monkey, climbed up the tree and, hanging from the lower branch, showed his nose to his sister.
- I started crying! Some colors made me cry!

You'll make me cry too! - Katya shouted. - You'll cry!
- Am I the one who will pay? - Alyosha laughed and began to quickly climb up. - And you first catch me.
Suddenly he stumbled and hung, grabbing onto a thin branch.
The branch crunched and broke off. Alyosha fell.
Katya ran into the garden. She immediately forgot her ruined paints and the quarrel with her brother.

Alyosha! - she shouted. - Alyosha!
The little brother sat on the ground and, blocking his head with his hands, looked at her in fear.
- Get up! Get up!
But Alyosha pulled his head into his shoulders and closed his eyes.
- Can not? - Katya asked in fear, feeling Alyosha’s knees. - Hold on to me.
She put her arm around her little brother's shoulders and gently pulled him to his feet.
- Does it hurt you?
Alyosha shook his head and suddenly began to cry.
- What, you can’t stand? - Katya asked.
Alyosha cried even louder and clung to his sister.
- I will never touch your paints again... never... never... I will!

On the rink

The day was sunny. The ice sparkled.
There were few people at the skating rink. The little girl, with her arms outstretched comically, rode from bench to bench. Two schoolchildren were tying up their skates and looking at Vitya. Vitya performed different tricks - sometimes he rode on one leg, sometimes he spun around like a top.
- Well done! - one of the boys shouted to him.
Vitya rushed around the circle like an arrow, made a dashing turn and ran into the girl. The girl fell. Vitya was scared.
“I accidentally…” he said, brushing snow off her fur coat. - Did you hurt yourself?
The girl smiled:
- Knee...
Laughter came from behind.

"They're laughing at me!" - thought Vitya and turned away from the girl with annoyance.
- What a miracle - a knee! What a crybaby! - he shouted, driving past the schoolchildren.
- Come to us! - they called.
Vitya approached them. Holding hands, all three merrily slid across the ice. And the girl sat on the bench, rubbed her bruised knee and cried.

Three comrades

Vitya lost his breakfast. During the big break, all the guys were having breakfast, and Vitya stood on the sidelines.
- Why do not you eat? - Kolya asked him.
- I lost my breakfast...
“It’s bad,” said Kolya, biting off a large piece of white bread. - There’s still a long way to go until lunch!
- Where did you lose it? - Misha asked.
“I don’t know...” Vitya said quietly and turned away.
“You probably had it in your pocket, but you should put it in your bag,” said Misha.

But Volodya didn’t ask anything. He walked up to Vita, broke a piece of bread and butter in half and handed it to his comrade:
- Take it, eat it!

Badly

The obak barked furiously, falling on its front paws. Right in front of her, pressed against the fence, sat a small, disheveled kitten. He opened his mouth wide and meowed pitifully. Two boys stood nearby and waited to see what would happen.
A woman looked out the window and hurriedly ran out onto the porch. She drove the dog away and angrily shouted to the boys:
- Shame on you!
- What's a shame? We didn't do anything! - the boys were surprised.

OSEEVA. BLUE LEAVES

Katya had two green pencils. And Lena has none. So Lena asks Katya:

Give me a green pencil. And Katya says:

I'll ask my mom.

The next day both girls come to school. Lena asks:

Did your mom allow it?

And Katya sighed and said:

Mom allowed it, but I didn’t ask my brother.

Well, ask your brother again,” says Lena. Katya arrives the next day.

Well, did your brother allow it? - Lena asks.

My brother allowed me, but I'm afraid you'll break your pencil.

“I’m careful,” says Lena.

Look, says Katya, don’t fix it, don’t press hard, don’t put it in your mouth. Don't draw too much.

“I just need to draw leaves on the trees and green grass,” says Lena.

“That’s a lot,” says Katya, and her eyebrows frown. And she made a dissatisfied face. Lena looked at her and walked away. I didn't take a pencil. Katya was surprised and ran after her:

Well, what are you doing? Take it!

No need,” Lena answers. During the lesson the teacher asks:

Why, Lenochka, are the leaves on your trees blue?

There is no green pencil.

Why didn't you take it from your girlfriend? Lena is silent. And Katya blushed like a lobster and said:

I gave it to her, but she doesn’t take it. The teacher looked at both:

You have to give so that you can take.

OSEEVA. BADLY

The dog barked furiously, falling on its front paws. Right in front of her, pressed against the fence, sat a small, disheveled kitten. He opened his mouth wide and meowed pitifully. Two boys stood nearby and waited to see what would happen.

A woman looked out the window and hurriedly ran out onto the porch. She drove the dog away and angrily shouted to the boys:

Shame on you!

What's a shame? We didn't do anything! - the boys were surprised.

This is bad! - the woman answered angrily.

OSEEVA. WHAT YOU CAN'T DO, WHAT YOU CAN'T

One day mom said to dad:

And dad immediately spoke in a whisper.

Since then, Tanya has never raised her voice; Sometimes she wants to scream, to be capricious, but she does her best to restrain herself. Still would! If dad can’t do this, then how can Tanya?

No way! What is not allowed is not allowed!

OSEEVA. GRANDMOTHER AND GRANDDAUGHTER

Mom brought Tanya a new book.

Mom said:

When Tanya was little, her grandmother read to her; Now Tanya is already big, she herself will read this book to her grandmother.

Sit down, grandma! - Tanya said. - I'll read you a story.

Tanya read, grandmother listened, and mother praised both:

That's how smart you are!

OSEEVA. THREE SONS

The mother had three sons - three pioneers. Years have passed. War broke out. A mother saw off three sons - three fighters - to war. One son beat the enemy in the sky. Another son beat the enemy on the ground. The third son beat the enemy at sea. Three heroes returned to their mother: a pilot, a tanker and a sailor!

OSEEVA. TANNINS ACHIEVEMENTS

Every evening, dad took a notebook and pencil and sat down with Tanya and grandmother.

Well, what are your achievements? - he asked.

Dad explained to Tanya that achievements are all the good and useful things a person has done in a day. Dad carefully wrote down Tanya's achievements in a notebook.

One day he asked, holding his pencil ready as usual:

Well, what are your achievements?

Tanya was washing the dishes and broke a cup,” said the grandmother.

Hm... - said the father.

Dad! - Tanya begged. - The cup was bad, it fell on its own! There is no need to write about it in our achievements! Just write: Tanya washed the dishes!

Fine! - Dad laughed. - Let's punish this cup so that next time, when washing dishes, the other one will be more careful!

OSEEVA. WATCHMAN

There were a lot of toys in the kindergarten. Clockwork locomotives ran along the rails, airplanes hummed in the room, and elegant dolls lay in strollers. The guys all played together and everyone had fun. Only one boy did not play. He collected a whole bunch of toys near him and protected them from the children.

My! My! - he shouted, covering the toys with his hands.

The children did not argue - there were enough toys for everyone.

We play so well! How much fun we have! - the boys boasted to the teacher.

But I am bored! - the boy shouted from his corner.

Why? - the teacher was surprised. - You have so many toys!

But the boy could not explain why he was bored.

Yes, because he is not a player, but a watchman,” the children explained for him.

OSEEVA. COOKIE

Mom poured cookies onto a plate. Grandma clinked her cups merrily. Everyone sat down at the table. Vova pulled the plate towards him.

“Deli one at a time,” Misha said sternly.

The boys poured all the cookies onto the table and divided them into two piles.

Smooth? - Vova asked.

Misha looked at the crowd with his eyes:

Exactly... Grandma, pour us some tea!

Grandma served tea to both of them. It was quiet at the table. The piles of cookies were quickly shrinking.

Crumbly! Sweet! - Misha said.

Yes! - Vova responded with his mouth full.

Mom and grandmother were silent. When all the cookies were eaten, Vova took a deep breath, patted himself on the stomach and crawled out from behind the table. Misha finished the last bite and looked at his mother - she was stirring the unstarted tea with a spoon. He looked at his grandmother - she was chewing a crust of black bread...

OSEEVA. OFFENDERS

Tolya often came running from the yard and complained that the guys were hurting him.

“Don’t complain,” your mother once said, “you have to treat your comrades better yourself, then your comrades won’t offend you!”

Tolya went out onto the stairs. On the playground, one of his offenders, the neighbor boy Sasha, was looking for something.

“My mother gave me a coin for bread, but I lost it,” he explained gloomily. - Don’t come here, otherwise you’ll trample!

Tolya remembered what his mother told him in the morning and hesitantly suggested:

Let's look together!

The boys began to search together. Sasha was lucky: a silver coin flashed under the stairs in the very corner.

Here she is! - Sasha was happy. - She got scared of us and found herself! Thank you. Go out into the yard. The guys will not be touched! Now I’m just running for bread!

He slid down the railing. From the dark flight of stairs came cheerfully:

You-ho-di!..

OSEEVA. NEW TOY

Uncle sat down on the suitcase and opened his notebook.

Well, what should I bring to whom? - he asked.

The guys smiled and moved closer.

I need a doll!

And I have a car!

And a crane for me!

And for me... And for me... - The guys vied with each other to order, my uncle took notes.

Only Vitya sat silently on the sidelines and didn’t know what to ask... At home, his entire corner is littered with toys... There are carriages with a steam locomotive, and cars, and cranes... Everything, everything the guys asked for, Vitya has had it for a long time... He doesn’t even have anything to wish for... But his uncle will bring it to every boy and every girl new toy, and only he, Vitya, will not bring anything...

Why are you silent, Vityuk? - asked my uncle.

Vitya sobbed bitterly.

I... have everything... - he explained through tears.

OSEEVA. MEDICINE

The little girl's mother got sick. The doctor came and saw that mom was holding her head with one hand and tidying up her toys with the other. And the girl sits on her chair and commands:

Bring me the cubes!

The mother picked up the cubes from the floor, put them in a box, and gave them to her daughter.

What about the doll? Where's my doll? - the girl screams again.

The doctor looked at this and said:

Until her daughter learns to tidy up her toys herself, mom will not recover!

OSEEVA. WHO PUNISHED HIM?

I offended my friend. I pushed a passerby. I hit the dog. I was rude to my sister. Everyone left me. I was left alone and cried bitterly.

Who punished him? - asked the neighbor.

“He punished himself,” my mother answered.

OSEEVA. WHO IS THE OWNER?

The big black dog's name was Zhuk. Two boys, Kolya and Vanya, picked up the Beetle on the street. His leg was broken. Kolya and Vanya looked after him together, and when the Beetle recovered, each of the boys wanted to become his only owner. But they could not decide who the owner of the Beetle was, so their dispute always ended in a quarrel.

One day they were walking through the forest. The beetle ran ahead. The boys argued heatedly.

“My dog,” said Kolya, “I was the first to see the Beetle and picked him up!”

No, my, - Vanya was angry, - I bandaged her paw and carried tasty morsels for her!

Nobody wanted to give in. The boys had a big fight.

My! My! - both shouted.

Suddenly two huge shepherd dogs jumped out of the forester's yard. They rushed at the Beetle and knocked him to the ground. Vanya hastily climbed the tree and shouted to his comrade:

Save yourself!

But Kolya grabbed a stick and rushed to help Zhuk. The forester came running to the noise and drove his shepherds away.

Whose dog? - he shouted angrily.

“Mine,” said Kolya.

Vanya was silent.

GRANDMOTHER AND GRANDDAUGHTER

(V. Oseeva)

Mom brought Tanya a new book.

Mom said:

— When Tanya was little, her grandmother read to her; Now Tanya is already big, she herself will read this book to her grandmother.

- Sit down, grandma! - Tanya said. - I'll read you a story.

Tanya read, grandmother listened, and mother praised both:

- That's how smart you are!

GIRL WITH A DOLL

(V. Oseeva)

Yura entered the bus and sat down in a child's seat. The lieutenant entered after Yura. Yura jumped up:

- Sit down please!

- Sit, sit! I'll sit here!

The lieutenant sat down behind Yura. An old woman walked up the steps. Yura wanted to offer her a place, but another boy beat him to it.

“It turned out ugly,” thought Yura and began to watch the door vigilantly.

A girl came in from the front platform. She was clutching a tightly folded flannel blanket, from which protruded a lace cap.

Yura jumped up:

- Sit down please!

The girl nodded her head, sat down and, opening the blanket, pulled out a large doll.

The passengers laughed, and Yura blushed.

“I thought she was a woman with a child,” he muttered embarrassedly.

The lieutenant patted him on the shoulder approvingly:

- Nothing, nothing! Girls also need to give way! Especially a girl with a doll!

WHO IS THE STUPIDEST

(V. Oseeva)

Once upon a time there lived in the same house a boy Vanya, a girl Tanya, a dog Barbos, a duck Ustinya and a chicken Boska.

One day they all went out into the yard and sat down on a bench - the boy Vanya, the girl Tanya, the dog Barbos, the duck Ustinya and the chicken Boska.

Vanya looked to the right, looked to the left, and raised his head up. Out of nothing to do, he took it and pulled Tanya’s pigtail. Tanya got angry and wanted to hit Vanya back, but he saw that the boy was big and strong.

And hit girl kicking Barbosa. Barbos squealed, was offended, and bared his teeth. Tanya is the owner, you can’t touch her. And Barbos grabbed Ustinya’s duck’s tail. The duck became alarmed and smoothed its feathers; I wanted to hit Boska the chicken with my beak, but I changed my mind. So Barbos asks her:

- Why don’t you, Ustinya the duck, hit Boska? He is weaker than you.

“I’m not as stupid as you,” the duck answers Barbos.

“There are people dumber than me,” says the dog and points to Tanya.

Tanya heard.

“And he’s dumber than me,” she says and looks at Vanya.

Vanya looked around - there was no one behind him.

“Am I really the stupidest of all?” - Vanya thought.

PAPA TRACTOR DRIVERS

(V. Oseeva)

Vitin's dad is a tractor driver. Every evening, when Vitya goes to bed, dad gets ready to go to the field.

- Dad, take me with you! - Vitya asks.

“When you grow up, I’ll take it,” dad answers calmly.

And all spring, while dad’s tractor drives out to the fields, the same conversation takes place between Vitya and dad:

- Dad, take me with you!

- When you grow up, I’ll take it.

One day dad said:

“And aren’t you tired, Vitya, of asking for the same thing every day?”

“Aren’t you, dad, tired of answering me the same thing every time?” - Vitya asked.

- Tired of it! - Dad laughed and took Vitya with him to the field.

EVIL MOTHER AND GOOD AUNT

(V. Oseeva)

Dashenka had a mother and aunt. They both loved their girl, but they raised her differently.

Mom forced Dashenka to get up early, clean the room, and study homework. She taught her daughter to sew and embroider, to love work and not to be afraid of any work...

But my aunt didn’t force me to do anything; She herself solved problems for Dasha, and let the girl go into the forest with her friends for the whole day.

- I have an evil mother and a good aunt! - Dashenka told her friends.

But the years passed, and so did my childhood. Dashenka grew up and went to work. People can’t boast enough about her - Dashenka has golden hands: no matter what she takes on, she’ll do it faster than anyone else...

- Who taught you to work like that? - women used to ask.

Dashenka will become sad and lower her head.

— My mother taught me, thanks to her.

And Dashenka won’t say anything about Aunt...

BUTTON

(V. Oseeva)

Tanya's button came off. Tanya spent a long time sewing it to her bra.

“And what, grandmother,” she asked, “do all boys and girls know how to sew on their buttons?”

“I don’t know, Tanyusha; Both boys and girls can tear off buttons, but grandmothers are increasingly left to sew them on.

- That's how it is! - Tanya said offended. - And you forced me, as if you weren’t a grandmother yourself!

WITH YOUR OWN HANDS

(V. Oseeva)

The teacher told the children what a wonderful life would be under communism, what flying satellite cities would be built, and how people would learn to change the climate at will, and southern trees would begin to grow in the north.

The teacher told a lot of interesting things, the children listened with bated breath.

When the guys left the class, one boy said:

“I would like to fall asleep and wake up under communism!”

- It is not interesting! - another interrupted him. “I would like to see with my own eyes how it will be built!”

“And I,” said the third boy, “would like to build all this with my own hands!”

MEDICINE

(V. Oseeva)

One little girl always told her mother: “Give it to me!” Bring it!”

One day my mother got sick and called the doctor, and at that time the girl was sitting on a chair and shouting:

- Mother! Give me the doll! Bring some milk!

The doctor heard and said:

“Until my daughter loses the habit of being in charge, mom will not recover.”

The girl was very scared. And from then on, whenever she needed something, she said:

- I myself! Me myself!

And mother soon recovered.

COOKIE

(V. Oseeva)

Mom poured cookies onto a plate. Grandma clinked her cups merrily. Vova and Misha sat down at the table.

“Do it one at a time,” Misha said sternly. The boys scooped all the cookies onto the table and laid them out in two piles.

- Exactly? - Vova asked. Misha looked at the group with his eyes.

- Exactly. Grandma, pour us some tea!

Grandmother served tea. It was quiet at the table.

The piles of cookies were quickly shrinking.

- Crumbly! Sweet! - Misha said.

- Yes! - Vova responded with his mouth full. Mom and grandmother were silent. When all the cookies were eaten, Vova took a deep breath, patted himself on the stomach and crawled out from behind the table.

Misha finished the last bite and looked at his mother - she was stirring the unstarted tea with a spoon. He looked at his grandmother - she was chewing a crust of bread...

VISITED

(V. Oseeva)

Valya did not come to class. Her friends sent Musya to her.

- Go and find out what’s wrong with her: maybe she’s sick, maybe she needs something?

Musya found Valya in bed. Valya was lying with her cheek bandaged.

- Oh, Valechka! - Musya said, sitting down on a chair. - You probably have gumboil! Oh, what a flux I had in the summer! It's a blast! And you know, grandma had just left, and mom was at work...

“My mother is also at work,” said Valya, holding her cheek. - And I need a lick...

- Oh, Valechka! They also gave me a rinse. And I felt better! As I rinse it, it’s better! And a heating pad also helped me, hot, hot...

Valya perked up and nodded her head:

- Yes, yes, a heating pad... Musya, we have a kettle in the kitchen...

“Isn’t he the one making the noise?” No, it's probably rain!

Musya jumped up and ran to the window.

- That’s right - it’s raining! It's good that I came in galoshes! Otherwise you might catch a cold!

She ran into the hallway, stamped her feet for a long time, putting on her galoshes. Then, sticking her head through the door, she shouted:

— Get well, Valechka! I'll come to you again! I'll definitely come! Don't worry!

Valya sighed, touched the cold heating pad and began to wait for her mother.

- Well? What did she say? What does she need? - the girls asked Musya.

- Yes, she has the same gumboil as I had! - Musya said joyfully. - And she didn’t say anything! And only heating and rinsing help her!

THREE SONS

(V. Oseeva)

The mother had three sons - three pioneers. Years have passed. War broke out. A mother saw off her three sons—three fighters—to war. One son beat the enemy in the sky. Another son beat the enemy on the ground. The third son beat the enemy at sea. Three heroes returned to their mother: a pilot, a tanker and a sailor!

GREEDY MOTHER

(V. Oseeva)

When the boy was little, people said:

- This child has a greedy mother: she will never give him even candy without dividing it in half.

When the boy grew up, people said:

- This guy has a happy mother: he will never eat a piece without sharing it in half with her.

WHO PUNISHED HIM?

(V. Oseeva)

I offended my friend. I pushed a passerby. I hit the dog. I was rude to my sister. Everyone left me. I was left alone and cried bitterly.

- Who punished him? - asked the neighbor.

“He punished himself,” my mother answered.

WHAT YOU CAN'T DO, WHAT YOU CAN'T

(V. Oseeva)

One day mom said to dad:

And dad immediately spoke quietly.

No way! What is not allowed is not allowed!

OFFENDERS

(V. Oseeva)

Tolya often came running from the yard and complained that the guys were hurting him.

“Don’t complain,” my mother once said. “You have to treat your comrades better yourself, then your comrades won’t offend you!”

Tolya went out onto the stairs. On the playground, one of his offenders, the neighbor boy Sa-sha, was looking for something.

“My mother gave me a coin for bread, but I lost it,” he explained gloomily. - Don’t come here, otherwise you’ll trample!

Tolya remembered what his mother told him in the morning, and hesitantly suggested:

- Let's look together!

The boys began to search together. Sasha was lucky: a silver coin flashed under the stairs in the very corner.

- Here she is! - Sasha was happy. - She got scared of us and found herself. Thank you! Come out into the yard! The guys will not be touched! Now I’m just running for bread!

He slid down the railing. From the dark flight of stairs came cheerfully:

- You go!

WATCHMAN

(V. Oseeva)

There were a lot of toys in the kindergarten. Clockwork locomotives ran along the rails, airplanes hummed in the room, and elegant dolls lay in strollers. The guys all played together and everyone had fun. Only one boy did not play. He collected a whole bunch of toys near him and protected them from the children.

- My! My! - he shouted, covering the toys with his hands.

The children did not argue - there were enough toys for everyone.

- How well we play! How much fun we had! — the boys boasted to the teacher.

- But I am bored! - the boy shouted from his corner.

- Why? — the teacher was surprised. -You have so many toys!

But the boy could not explain why he was bored.

“Yes, because he is not a gambler, but a watchman,” the children explained for him.

IMAGES

(V. Oseeva)

Katya had a lot of decals. At recess, Nyura sat down next to Katya and said with a sigh:

- You’re happy, Katya, everyone loves you! Both at school and at home...

Katya looked at her friend gratefully and said embarrassedly:

- And I can be very bad... I even feel it myself...

- Well, what are you talking about! What you! - Nyura waved her hands. - You are very good, you are the kindest in the class, you don’t regret anything... Ask another girl for something, she will never give it, but you don’t even need to ask... For example, transfers Pictures...

“Oh, pictures...” Katya drawled, pulled out an envelope from her desk, selected several pictures and placed them in front of Nyura. - I would have said so right away...

DUTY

(V. Oseeva)

Vanya brought a collection of stamps to class.

- Nice collection! - Petya approved and immediately said: “You know what, you have a lot of brands here that are exactly the same.” Give them to me, I will also start collecting. And on holidays, when my father gives me money, I will buy stamps and share them with you.

- Take it, of course! - Vanya agreed.

For the holidays, his father did not give Petya money, but bought him stamps himself. The stamps were very beautiful, but none were identical, and Petya was unable to repay his debt to his friend.

“I’ll give it to you later,” he said to Vanya.

- No need! I don't need these brands at all! I don’t even want to think about them! - Vanya waved his hands. - Let’s play with feathers instead!

He shook out a whole bunch of new feathers on the desk. They started playing. Petya was unlucky - he lost ten feathers. He frowned.

- I'm in your debt all around!

- What a duty! - says Vanya. - I was playing a joke with you!

Petya looked at his comrade from under his brows: his nose was thick, freckles were scattered across his face, his eyes were somehow round...

“Why am I friends with him? - thought Petya. “I’m just accumulating debts.”

And he began to run from his friend. He is friends with other boys, but he himself has some kind of resentment towards Vanya.

He goes to bed and thinks:

“I’ll save up some more stamps and give him the whole collection, and I’ll give him the feathers: instead of ten feathers, fifteen...”

But Vanya doesn’t even think about Petya’s debts. He is surprised that this happened to his friend.

He somehow approaches him and asks:

- Why are you looking sideways at me, Petya?

Petya couldn't stand it. He blushed all over and said rude things to his friend.

“You think you’re the only decent one... But others aren’t.” Do you think I need your stamps? Or did I not see any feathers?

Vanya backed away from his comrade, choked with insult, wanted to say something, and only waved his hand.

Petya begged his mother for money, bought feathers, grabbed his collection and ran to Vanya:

- Get all your debts in full! - I am joyful, my eyes are sparkling. - Nothing was missing from me!

“No, it’s gone,” says Vanya. “And you will never return what was lost to me!”

FEATHER

(V. Oseeva)

Misha had a new pen, and Fedya had an old one. When Misha went to the board, Fedya exchanged his pen for Mishino. Misha noticed this and asked during recess:

- Why did you take my feather?

- Just think, it’s incredible - a feather! - Fedya shouted. - I found something to reproach! Yes, I’ll bring you twenty of these feathers tomorrow!

- I don’t need twenty! And you have no right to do that! - Misha got angry.

The guys gathered around Misha and Fedya.

- Sorry for the feather! For your own comrade! - Fedya shouted. - Oh you!

Misha stood red and tried to tell how it happened:

Yes, I didn’t give it to you... You took it yourself... You exchanged...

But Fedya did not let him speak. He waved his arms and shouted to the whole class:

- Oh you! Greedy! None of the guys will hang out with you!

- Give him this feather, and that’s the end of it! - said one of the boys.

“Of course, give it back, since he’s like that...” others supported.

- Give it back! Don't mess with me! Nice goose! One feather raises a cry!

Misha flushed. Tears appeared in his eyes. Fedya hastily grabbed his hand. He pulled Mishino’s pen out of it and threw it on the desk:

- Here, take it! I started crying! Because of one feather!

The guys went their separate ways. Fedya also left. And Misha still sat and cried.

DREAMER

(V. Oseeva)

Yura and Tolya walked not far from the river bank.

“I wonder,” said Tolya, “how feats are accomplished?” I always dream about a real achievement!

“I don’t even think about it,” Yura answered and suddenly stopped...

Desperate cries for help were heard from the river. Both boys rushed to the call... Yura kicked off his shoes as he walked, threw his books aside and, reaching the shore, threw himself into the water.

And Tolya ran along the shore and shouted:

- Who called? Who was screaming? Who's drowning?

Meanwhile, Yura hardly dragged the crying baby ashore.

- Oh, here it is! That's who screamed! - Tolya was delighted. - Alive? Well, good! But if we hadn’t arrived in time, who knows what would have happened!

HAPPENING

(V. Oseeva)

Mom gave Kolya colored pencils.

One day his comrade Vitya came to Kolya.

- Let's draw!

Kolya put a box of pencils on the table. There were only three pencils: red, green and blue.

-Where are the others? - Vitya asked.

Kolya shrugged.

- Yes, I gave them away: my sister’s friend took the brown one - she needed to paint the roof of the house; I gave the pink and blue ones to one girl from our yard - she lost hers... And the black and yellow ones were taken from me by Petya - he just didn’t have enough of those...

- But you yourself were left without pencils! - the comrade was surprised. - Don't you need them?

- No, they are very necessary. But all these cases are such that it is impossible not to give!

Vitya took pencils from the box, turned them over in his hands and said:

- You’ll give it to someone anyway, so it’s better to give it to me! I don't have a single colored pencil!

Kolya looked at the empty box.

“Well, take it... since this is the case...” he muttered.

BUILDER

(V. Oseeva)

There was a mound of red clay in the yard. Squatting, the boys dug intricate passages in it and built a fortress. And suddenly they noticed another boy on the sidelines, who was also digging in the clay, dipping his red hands into a can of water and carefully coating the walls of the clay house.

- Hey, you, what are you doing there? - the boys called out to him.

- I'm building a house.

The boys came closer.

- What kind of house is this? It has crooked windows and a flat roof. Hey builder!

- Just move it and it will fall apart! - one boy shouted and kicked the house.

One wall collapsed.

- Oh you! Who builds something like this? - the boys shouted, destroying the freshly coated walls.

The builder sat silently and, clenching his fists, looked at the destruction of his house. He left only when the last wall collapsed.

And the next day the boys saw him in the same place. He again built his clay house and, dipping his red hands into the tin, carefully erected the second floor...

Interesting short educational stories by Valentina Oseeva for children of senior preschool and primary school age.

OSEEVA. BLUE LEAVES

Katya had two green pencils. And Lena has none. So Lena asks Katya:

Give me a green pencil. And Katya says:

I'll ask my mom.

The next day both girls come to school. Lena asks:

Did your mom allow it?

And Katya sighed and said:

Mom allowed it, but I didn’t ask my brother.

Well, ask your brother again,” says Lena. Katya arrives the next day.

Well, did your brother allow it? - Lena asks.

My brother allowed me, but I'm afraid you'll break your pencil.

“I’m careful,” says Lena.

Look, says Katya, don’t fix it, don’t press hard, don’t put it in your mouth. Don't draw too much.

“I just need to draw leaves on the trees and green grass,” says Lena.

“That’s a lot,” says Katya, and her eyebrows frown. And she made a dissatisfied face. Lena looked at her and walked away. I didn't take a pencil. Katya was surprised and ran after her:

Well, what are you doing? Take it!

No need,” Lena answers. During the lesson the teacher asks:

Why, Lenochka, are the leaves on your trees blue?

There is no green pencil.

Why didn't you take it from your girlfriend? Lena is silent. And Katya blushed like a lobster and said:

I gave it to her, but she doesn’t take it. The teacher looked at both:

You have to give so that you can take.

OSEEVA. BADLY

The dog barked furiously, falling on its front paws. Right in front of her, pressed against the fence, sat a small, disheveled kitten. He opened his mouth wide and meowed pitifully. Two boys stood nearby and waited to see what would happen.

A woman looked out the window and hurriedly ran out onto the porch. She drove the dog away and angrily shouted to the boys:

Shame on you!

What's a shame? We didn't do anything! - the boys were surprised.

This is bad! - the woman answered angrily.

OSEEVA. WHAT YOU CAN'T DO, WHAT YOU CAN'T

One day mom said to dad:

And dad immediately spoke in a whisper.

No way! What is not allowed is not allowed!

OSEEVA. GRANDMOTHER AND GRANDDAUGHTER

Mom brought Tanya a new book.

Mom said:

When Tanya was little, her grandmother read to her; Now Tanya is already big, she herself will read this book to her grandmother.

Sit down, grandma! - Tanya said. - I'll read you a story.

Tanya read, grandmother listened, and mother praised both:

That's how smart you are!

OSEEVA. THREE SONS

The mother had three sons - three pioneers. Years have passed. War broke out. A mother saw off three sons - three fighters - to war. One son beat the enemy in the sky. Another son beat the enemy on the ground. The third son beat the enemy at sea. Three heroes returned to their mother: a pilot, a tanker and a sailor!

OSEEVA. TANNINS ACHIEVEMENTS

Every evening, dad took a notebook and pencil and sat down with Tanya and grandmother.

Well, what are your achievements? - he asked.

Dad explained to Tanya that achievements are all the good and useful things a person has done in a day. Dad carefully wrote down Tanya's achievements in a notebook.

One day he asked, holding his pencil ready as usual:

Well, what are your achievements?

Tanya was washing the dishes and broke a cup,” said the grandmother.

Hm... - said the father.

Dad! - Tanya begged. - The cup was bad, it fell on its own! There is no need to write about it in our achievements! Just write: Tanya washed the dishes!

Fine! - Dad laughed. - Let's punish this cup so that next time, when washing dishes, the other one will be more careful!

OSEEVA. WATCHMAN

There were a lot of toys in the kindergarten. Clockwork locomotives ran along the rails, airplanes hummed in the room, and elegant dolls lay in strollers. The guys all played together and everyone had fun. Only one boy did not play. He collected a whole bunch of toys near him and protected them from the children.

My! My! - he shouted, covering the toys with his hands.

The children did not argue - there were enough toys for everyone.

We play so well! How much fun we have! - the boys boasted to the teacher.

But I am bored! - the boy shouted from his corner.

Why? - the teacher was surprised. - You have so many toys!

But the boy could not explain why he was bored.

Yes, because he is not a player, but a watchman,” the children explained for him.

OSEEVA. COOKIE

Mom poured cookies onto a plate. Grandma clinked her cups merrily. Everyone sat down at the table. Vova pulled the plate towards him.

“Deli one at a time,” Misha said sternly.

The boys poured all the cookies onto the table and divided them into two piles.

Smooth? - Vova asked.

Misha looked at the crowd with his eyes:

Exactly... Grandma, pour us some tea!

Grandma served tea to both of them. It was quiet at the table. The piles of cookies were quickly shrinking.

Crumbly! Sweet! - Misha said.

Yes! - Vova responded with his mouth full.

Mom and grandmother were silent. When all the cookies were eaten, Vova took a deep breath, patted himself on the stomach and crawled out from behind the table. Misha finished the last bite and looked at his mother - she was stirring the unstarted tea with a spoon. He looked at his grandmother - she was chewing a crust of black bread...

OSEEVA. OFFENDERS

Tolya often came running from the yard and complained that the guys were hurting him.

“Don’t complain,” your mother once said, “you have to treat your comrades better yourself, then your comrades won’t offend you!”

Tolya went out onto the stairs. On the playground, one of his offenders, the neighbor boy Sasha, was looking for something.

“My mother gave me a coin for bread, but I lost it,” he explained gloomily. - Don’t come here, otherwise you’ll trample!

Tolya remembered what his mother told him in the morning and hesitantly suggested:

Let's look together!

The boys began to search together. Sasha was lucky: a silver coin flashed under the stairs in the very corner.

Here she is! - Sasha was happy. - She got scared of us and found herself! Thank you. Go out into the yard. The guys will not be touched! Now I’m just running for bread!

He slid down the railing. From the dark flight of stairs came cheerfully:

You-ho-di!..

OSEEVA. NEW TOY

Uncle sat down on the suitcase and opened his notebook.

Well, what should I bring to whom? - he asked.

The guys smiled and moved closer.

I need a doll!

And I have a car!

And a crane for me!

And for me... And for me... - The guys vied with each other to order, my uncle took notes.

Only Vitya sat silently on the sidelines and didn’t know what to ask... At home, his entire corner is littered with toys... There are carriages with a steam locomotive, and cars, and cranes... Everything, everything the guys asked for, Vitya has had it for a long time... He doesn’t even have anything to wish for... But his uncle will bring every boy and every girl a new toy, and only he, Vitya, will not bring anything...

Why are you silent, Vityuk? - asked my uncle.

Vitya sobbed bitterly.

I... have everything... - he explained through tears.

OSEEVA. MEDICINE

The little girl's mother got sick. The doctor came and saw that mom was holding her head with one hand and tidying up her toys with the other. And the girl sits on her chair and commands:

Bring me the cubes!

The mother picked up the cubes from the floor, put them in a box, and gave them to her daughter.

What about the doll? Where's my doll? - the girl screams again.

The doctor looked at this and said:

Until her daughter learns to tidy up her toys herself, mom will not recover!

OSEEVA. WHO PUNISHED HIM?

I offended my friend. I pushed a passerby. I hit the dog. I was rude to my sister. Everyone left me. I was left alone and cried bitterly.

Who punished him? - asked the neighbor.

“He punished himself,” my mother answered.

OSEEVA. WHO IS THE OWNER?

The big black dog's name was Zhuk. Two boys, Kolya and Vanya, picked up the Beetle on the street. His leg was broken. Kolya and Vanya looked after him together, and when the Beetle recovered, each of the boys wanted to become his only owner. But they could not decide who the owner of the Beetle was, so their dispute always ended in a quarrel.

One day they were walking through the forest. The beetle ran ahead. The boys argued heatedly.

“My dog,” said Kolya, “I was the first to see the Beetle and picked him up!”

No, my, - Vanya was angry, - I bandaged her paw and carried tasty morsels for her!

Who needs a gift - a handkerchief? As a gift, probably to no one. A handkerchief is, of course, a necessary thing. But this is not a toy, not a sweet, not some useful device. It doesn't bring any joy. And since the thing is of little use and joyless, then neither Misha nor Vova needs it. Where should I put it? It has already arrived in the house as a gift. So let's give a handkerchief... to mom. Did the boys do the right thing?

Schoolboy Dima happened to have such an unusual notebook, from which a page can break out on its own. You will say that this simply cannot happen - and you will be right. Well, he can’t pick up a leaf and break out on his own. So there is someone who did it. Of course, I just don’t want to admit what I did. But I still had to tell the truth, and in front of all the guys...

If a friend gets sick, you need to visit her. To support, lift her spirits, and wish her a speedy recovery. And also - offer your help. For example, give medicine, change the water in the heating pad.
But Musya didn’t think about such “little things.” She came, chatted, said that she would come again. And it never even occurred to her that she needed to help the sick woman...