The fairy tale “The Tar Bull” with illustrations by A. V. Neruchev. 1912
Once upon a time there lived a grandfather and a woman.
And they were poor, very poor. Their hut was very bad - rotten and full of holes.
They had neither a horse, nor a cow, nor a lamb, nor a pig.
There were no chickens, ducks or geese. There was no bread of our own either.
This is how they, the poor, the very poor, lived.
So grandma says to grandpa:
- Make, grandpa, from resin, from black varu, a bull. It will be more and more fun.
He sculpted it out of black resin, smeared it with chalk here and there - and the bull came out anywhere!
And he went into the hut to sleep.
Suddenly the bull came to life and began to grow by leaps and bounds, and by minutes. In the morning he was very small, in the afternoon horns already appeared on his forehead, and by evening he became as big as a forgerhead.
By morning the bull had grown up completely, and the woman drove him to the meadow to graze. She let me in and said:
And she returned home to her grandfather.
The bull was grazing and wandered into the forest. Suddenly a wolf jumped out of the bushes. I wanted to grab the bull by the throat - I wanted to kill it and eat it, but my teeth got stuck in resin.
The bull galloped home with fear and dragged the wolf to his grandfather.
Grandfather put the wolf in a hole.
Here again the bull is walking through the forest.
Suddenly a huge bear comes.
- Goby, goby, I'll bite you!
The bull already knows that the animal cannot do anything to him - he is not afraid; speaks:
The bear bit and got his teeth stuck in resin.
The bullock brought the bear to his grandfather.
Grandfather put the bear in a hole.
A bull walked up the hill. A hungry fox jumped out from behind the tree and bit the bull on the leg - she thought about tearing off a piece of the meat - but only got stuck in her teeth.
The bull brought the fox to his grandfather.
Grandfather put the fox in a hole.
A bull wandered and wandered in the forest. Where he plucks the grass, where he plucks a leaf from a tree.
There were a lot of squirrels living in the forest. They climbed trees, jumped from branch to branch, collected nuts and pine and spruce cones: they saved food for the winter.
One squirrel fell from a branch, fell on the bull’s back and got its paws stuck in resin.
The bull brought the squirrel to his grandfather.
Grandfather put the squirrel in a hole.
A bull climbed into a rich man's garden.
And there was a hare in the garden: the oblique one loved cabbage, gnawed on the cabbage, and feasted on it.
The bull waved his tail right across the hare's face. The hare didn’t notice and bit the resin tail along with the cabbage leaf. He bit and stuck.
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Tar barrel
Once upon a time there lived a grandfather and a grandmother. They had a granddaughter, Tanya. One day they were sitting near their house, and a shepherd drove a herd of cows past. All sorts of cows: red, and motley, and black, and white. And with one cow running next to him was a little black bull. Where it will jump, where it will jump. A very good bull.
If only we could have a calf like this.
Grandfather thought and thought and came up with an idea: I’ll get a calf for Tanya. He didn’t say where he would get it.
Now the night has come. Grandma went to bed, Tanya went to bed, the cat went to bed, the dog went to bed, the chickens went to bed, but grandpa didn’t go to bed. I got ready slowly and went into the forest.
He came to the forest, picked resin from the trees, filled a bucket full and returned home.
Grandma is sleeping, Tanya is sleeping, the cat is sleeping, the dog is sleeping, the chickens are also asleep, one grandfather is not sleeping - the calf is doing. He took some straw and made a bull out of the straw. I took four sticks and made legs. Then he attached the head, horns, and then smeared everything with resin, and grandfather came out with a resin bull, a black bull. Grandfather looked at the bull - a good bull. There's just something missing from him. What is he missing? Grandfather began to look at it - there were horns, there were legs, but there was no tail! Grandfather took it and adjusted the tail. And as soon as he managed to fix his tail, lo and behold! — the tar bull himself ran into the barn.
Tanya and her grandmother got up in the morning, went out into the yard, and a tar bull, a black barrel, was walking around the yard.
Tanya was delighted, picked some grass, and began to feed the tar bull. And then she led the bull to graze. She drove it to a steep bank, onto a green meadow, tied it with a string, and went home.
And the bull eats grass and wags its tail.
Here comes Mishka the Bear from the forest. The bull stands with its back to the forest, does not move, only its skin glistens in the sun.
Look, you're so fat, thinks Mishka the Bear, I'll eat the bull.
Here the bear sidles up to the bull, grabs the bull... and sticks. And the bull waved his tail and went home. Top-top...
The bear got scared and asked:
Tar bull, straw barrel, let me go into the forest.
And the bull walks, dragging the bear behind him.
And on the porch there are grandfather, grandmother, and Tanya sitting, greeting the bull. They looked and he brought a bear.
- That's it, bull! - says grandfather. - Look what a huge bear he brought. Now I’m going to sew myself a bear coat.
The bear got scared and asked:
-Grandfather, grandmother, granddaughter Tanya, don’t destroy me, let me go, I’ll bring you honey from the forest for this.
Grandfather unstuck the bear's paw from the bull's back. The bear rushed into the forest. They only saw him.
The next day Tanya again drove the bull to graze. The bull eats grass and wags its tail. Here comes a wolf from the forest - a gray tail. I looked around and saw a bull. A wolf crept up, clicked his teeth, and grabbed the bull in the side, grabbed it and got stuck in the resin.
A wolf here, a wolf here, a wolf this way and that. The gray one can't escape. So he began to ask for a bullock: - Bullock, bullock, tar barrel! Let me go into the forest.
But the bull doesn’t seem to hear, he turns and goes home. Top-top! - and came.
The old man saw the wolf and said:
-Hey! That's who the bull brought today! I will have a wolf fur coat.
-Oh, old man, let me go into the forest, I’ll bring you a bag of nuts for this.
The grandfather of the wolf was released - that’s all they saw.
And tomorrow the bull went to graze.
He walks around the meadow, eats grass, and drives away flies with his tail. Suddenly a runaway bunny jumped out of the forest. He looks at the bull and wonders: what kind of bull is walking here? He ran up to it, touched it with his paw, and it stuck.
-Ah ah ah! - the runaway bunny cried.
And the bull is top-top! — brought him home.
- Well done, bull! - says grandfather. “Now I’ll sew bunny sleeves for Tanya.”
-Let me go. I’ll bring you cabbages and a red ribbon for Tanya.
The old man pulled out the hare's foot. The bunny galloped away.
In the evening, grandfather, grandmother, and granddaughter Tanya sat on the porch - they looked: a bear was running into our yard, bringing a whole beehive of honey - here you go!
Before they had time to take the honey, a gray wolf runs, carrying a bag of nuts - please! Before they had time to take the nuts, the bunny runs - a head of cabbage and a red ribbon for Tanya - take it quickly!
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Tar goby
Once upon a time there lived a grandfather and a grandmother. They had a granddaughter, Tanya. They were sitting outside their house one day, and a shepherd was driving a herd of cows past. All sorts of cows: red, and motley, and black, and white. And a little black bull ran with one cow nearby. Where it will jump, where it will jump. A very good bull. Tanya says: “If only we could have a calf like this.” Grandfather thought and thought and came up with an idea: I’ll get a calf for Tanya. He didn’t say where he would get it.
Now the night has come. Grandma went to bed. Tanya went to bed, the cat went to bed, the dog went to bed, the chickens went to bed, but grandpa didn’t go to bed. I got ready slowly and went into the forest.
He came to the forest, picked resin from the trees, filled a bucket full and returned home.
Grandma is sleeping, Tanya is sleeping, the cat is sleeping, the dog is sleeping, the chickens are also asleep, one grandfather is not sleeping - the calf is doing. He took some straw and made a bull out of the straw. I took four sticks and made legs. Then he attached the head, horns, and then smeared everything with resin, and grandfather came out with a resin bull, a black bull. Grandfather looked at the bull - a good bull. There's just something missing from him. What is he missing? Grandfather began to look at it - there were horns, there were legs, but there was no tail! Grandfather took the rope and attached the tail. And as soon as he managed to fix his tail, lo and behold! — the tar bull himself ran into the barn.
Tanya and her grandmother got up in the morning, went out into the yard, and a tar bull, a black barrel, was walking around the yard. Tanya was delighted, picked some grass, and began to feed the tar bull. And then she led the bull to graze. She drove it to a steep bank, onto a green meadow, tied it with a string, and went home. And the bull is eating grass and waving its tail.
Here comes Mishka the Bear from the forest. He stood and stood and looked here and there and saw a bull. The bull stands with its back to the forest, does not move, only its skin glistens in the sun.
“Look, you’re so fat,” thinks Teddy Bear, “I’ll eat a bull.”
Here the bear sidles up to the bull, grabs the bull... and sticks. And the bull waved his tail and went home. Top-top!..” The bear got scared and asked: “Tar bull, straw barrel, let me go into the forest!”
And the bull walks, dragging the bear behind him.
And on the porch, grandfather, grandmother, and Tanya are sitting, greeting the bull. They looked and he brought a bear.
- That's a bull! - says grandfather. - Look what a huge bear he brought. Now I’m going to sew myself a bear coat.
The bear got scared and asked: “Grandfather, grandmother, granddaughter Tanya, don’t destroy me, let me go, I’ll bring you honey from the forest for this.”
Grandfather pulled the bear's paws out of the bull's back. The bear rushed into the forest. They only saw him.
The next day Tanya again drove the bull to graze. The bull eats grass and wags its tail. Here comes out of the forest a wolf - a gray tail. I looked around and saw a bull. A wolf crept up, clicked his teeth, and grabbed the bull in the side, grabbed it and got stuck in the resin. A wolf here, a wolf here, a wolf this way and that. The gray one can't escape. So he began to ask for a bullock: - Bullock, bullock, tar barrel! Let me go into the forest!
But the bull doesn’t seem to hear, he turns and goes home. “Top-top!” - and came.
The old man saw the wolf and said: - Hey! That's who the bull brought today! I will have a wolf fur coat.
The wolf got scared: “Oh, old man, let me go into the forest, I’ll bring you a bag of nuts for this.”
The grandfather of the wolf was released - that’s all they saw.
And tomorrow the bull went to graze. He walks around the meadow, eats grass, and drives away flies with his tail. Suddenly a runaway bunny jumped out of the forest. He looks at the bull and wonders: what kind of bull is walking here? He ran up to it, touched it with his paw, and it stuck.
-Ah ah ah! - the runaway bunny cried.
And the bull “top-top!” — brought him home.
- Well done, bull! - says grandfather. “Now I’ll sew bunny sleeves for Tanya.”
And the bunny asks: - Let me go. I’ll bring you cabbages and a red ribbon for Tanya.
The old man pulled out the hare's foot. The bunny galloped away.
In the evening, grandfather, grandmother, and granddaughter Tanya sat on the porch - they looked: a bear was running into their yard, bringing a whole beehive of honey - here you go!
Before they had time to take the honey, a gray wolf runs, carrying a bag of nuts - please!
Before they had time to take the nuts, the bunny runs - a head of cabbage and a red ribbon for Tanya - take it quickly!
No one was deceived.
Fairy tale "Tar Barrel Goby"
The instructive Russian folk tale “The Tar Bull” tells the story of human encroachment on other people's property in the form of animals. The fairy tale instills in girls and boys a sense of justice, honor and shows what consequences can happen if you take “what is bad” from strangers. One day, grandfather made a complicated calf with a tar barrel for his beloved granddaughter Tanya. The bull and the girl went for a walk in the field, but the bear stole my grandfather’s invention. I couldn’t eat it: the bear’s paws got stuck in the resin. I had to go to my grandfather with gifts and ask for release. The same thing happened to other forest inhabitants.
Tar barrel
Once upon a time there lived a grandfather and a grandmother. They had a granddaughter, Tanya. One day they were sitting near their house, and a shepherd drove a herd of cows past. All sorts of cows: red, and motley, and black, and white. And with one cow running next to him was a little black bull. Where it will jump, where it will jump. A very good bull.
If only we could have a calf like this.
Grandfather thought and thought and came up with an idea: I’ll get a calf for Tanya. He didn’t say where he would get it.
Now the night has come. Grandma went to bed, Tanya went to bed, the cat went to bed, the dog went to bed, the chickens went to bed, but grandpa didn’t go to bed. I got ready slowly and went into the forest.
He came to the forest, picked resin from the trees, filled a bucket full and returned home.
Grandma is sleeping, Tanya is sleeping, the cat is sleeping, the dog is sleeping, the chickens are also asleep, one grandfather is not sleeping - the calf is doing. He took some straw and made a bull out of the straw. I took four sticks and made legs. Then he attached the head, horns, and then smeared everything with resin, and grandfather came out with a resin bull, a black bull. Grandfather looked at the bull - a good bull. There's just something missing from him. What is he missing? Grandfather began to look at it - there were horns, there were legs, but there was no tail! Grandfather took it and adjusted the tail. And as soon as he managed to fix his tail, lo and behold! — the tar bull himself ran into the barn.
Tanya and her grandmother got up in the morning, went out into the yard, and a tar bull, a black barrel, was walking around the yard.
Tanya was delighted, picked some grass, and began to feed the tar bull. And then she led the bull to graze. She drove it to a steep bank, onto a green meadow, tied it with a string, and went home.
And the bull eats grass and wags its tail.
Here comes Mishka the Bear from the forest. The bull stands with its back to the forest, does not move, only its skin glistens in the sun.
Look, you're so fat, thinks Mishka the Bear, I'll eat the bull.
Here the bear sidles up to the bull, grabs the bull... and sticks. And the bull waved his tail and went home. Top-top...
The bear got scared and asked:
Tar bull, straw barrel, let me go into the forest.
And the bull walks, dragging the bear behind him.
And on the porch there are grandfather, grandmother, and Tanya sitting, greeting the bull. They looked and he brought a bear.
- That's it, bull! - says grandfather. - Look what a huge bear he brought. Now I’m going to sew myself a bear coat.
The bear got scared and asked:
-Grandfather, grandmother, granddaughter Tanya, don’t destroy me, let me go, I’ll bring you honey from the forest for this.
Grandfather unstuck the bear's paw from the bull's back. The bear rushed into the forest. They only saw him.
The next day Tanya again drove the bull to graze. The bull eats grass and wags its tail. Here comes a wolf from the forest - a gray tail. I looked around and saw a bull. A wolf crept up, clicked his teeth, and grabbed the bull in the side, grabbed it and got stuck in the resin.
A wolf here, a wolf here, a wolf this way and that. The gray one can't escape. So he began to ask for a bullock: - Bullock, bullock, tar barrel! Let me go into the forest.
But the bull doesn’t seem to hear, he turns and goes home. Top-top! - and came.
The old man saw the wolf and said:
-Hey! That's who the bull brought today! I will have a wolf fur coat.
-Oh, old man, let me go into the forest, I’ll bring you a bag of nuts for this.
The grandfather of the wolf was released - that’s all they saw.
And tomorrow the bull went to graze.
He walks around the meadow, eats grass, and drives away flies with his tail. Suddenly a runaway bunny jumped out of the forest. He looks at the bull and wonders: what kind of bull is walking here? He ran up to it, touched it with his paw, and it stuck.
-Ah ah ah! - the runaway bunny cried.
And the bull is top-top! — brought him home.
- Well done, bull! - says grandfather. “Now I’ll sew bunny sleeves for Tanya.”
-Let me go. I’ll bring you cabbages and a red ribbon for Tanya.
The old man pulled out the hare's foot. The bunny galloped away.
In the evening, grandfather, grandmother, and granddaughter Tanya sat on the porch - they looked: a bear was running into our yard, bringing a whole beehive of honey - here you go!
Before they had time to take the honey, a gray wolf runs, carrying a bag of nuts - please! Before they had time to take the nuts, the bunny runs - a head of cabbage and a red ribbon for Tanya - take it quickly!
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Russian folk tale “Bull - Tar Barrel” with illustrations by R. Bylinskaya
Once upon a time there lived a grandfather and a grandmother. They had a granddaughter, Tanya. One day they were sitting near their house, and a shepherd drove a herd of cows past. All sorts of cows: red, and motley, and black, and white. And with one cow running next to him was a little black bull. Where it will jump, where it will jump. A very good bull.
- If only we could have a calf like this.
Grandfather thought and thought and came up with an idea: I’ll get a calf for Tanya. He didn’t say where he would get it.
Now the night has come. Grandma went to bed, Tanya went to bed, the cat went to bed, the dog went to bed, the chickens went to bed, but grandpa didn’t go to bed. I got ready slowly and went into the forest. He came to the forest, picked resin from the trees, filled a bucket full and returned home.
Grandma is sleeping, Tanya is sleeping, the cat is sleeping, the dog is sleeping, the chickens are also asleep, one grandfather is not sleeping - the calf is doing. He took some straw and made a bull out of the straw. I took four sticks and made legs.
Then he attached the head, horns, and then smeared everything with resin, and grandfather came out with a resin bull, a black barrel.
Grandfather looked at the bull - a good bull. There's just something missing from him. What is he missing? Grandfather began to look at it - there were horns, there were legs, but there was no tail! Grandfather took it and adjusted the tail. And just had time to fix the tail - look! — the tar bull himself ran into the barn.
Tanya and her grandmother got up in the morning, went out into the yard, and a tar bull, a black barrel, was walking around the yard.
Tanya was delighted, picked some grass, and began to feed the tar bull. And then she led the bull to graze. She drove it to a steep bank, onto a green meadow, tied it with a string, and went home.
And the bull eats grass and wags its tail.
Here comes Mishka the Bear from the forest. The bull stands with its back to the forest, does not move, only its skin glistens in the sun.
“Look, you’re so fat,” thinks Teddy Bear, “I’ll eat a bull.”
So the bear approached the bull sideways, sideways, grabbed the bull... and stuck to it.
And the bull waved his tail and went home. "Top-top, top-top..."
The bear got scared and asked:
- Tar bull, straw barrel, let me go into the forest.
And the bull walks, dragging the bear behind him. And on the porch, grandfather, grandmother, and Tanya are sitting, greeting the bull. They looked and he brought a bear.
- That's a bull! - says grandfather. - Look what a huge bear he brought. Now I’m going to sew myself a bear coat.
The bear got scared and asked:
“Grandfather, grandmother, granddaughter Tanya, don’t destroy me, let me go, I’ll bring you honey from the forest for this.”
Grandfather unstuck the bear's paw from the bull's back. The bear rushed into the forest. They only saw him. The next day Tanya again drove the bull to graze.
The bull eats grass and wags its tail. Here comes a wolf from the forest - a gray tail. I looked around and saw a bull.
A wolf crept up, clicked his teeth, and grabbed the bull in the side, grabbed it and got stuck in the resin. A wolf here, a wolf here, a wolf this way and that. The gray one can't escape.
So he began to ask for a bullock: Bullock, bullock, tar barrel! Let me go into the forest.
But the bull doesn’t seem to hear, he turns and goes home. “Top-top, top-top...” - and he came.
The old man saw the wolf and said:
- Hey! That's who the bull brought today! I will have a wolf fur coat.
“Oh, old man, let me go into the forest, I’ll bring you a bag of nuts for this.”
Grandfather freed the wolf - that’s all they saw.
And tomorrow the bull went to graze. He walks around the meadow, eats grass, and drives away flies with his tail. Suddenly a runaway bunny jumped out of the forest. He looks at the bull and wonders: what kind of bull is walking here? He ran up to it, touched it with his paw, and it stuck.
- Ah ah ah! - the runaway bunny cried.
And the bull “Top-top, top-top...” brought him home.
- Well done, bull! - says grandfather. “Now I’ll sew bunny sleeves for Tanya.”
- Let me go. I’ll bring you cabbages and a red ribbon for Tanya.
The old man freed the hare's paw. The bunny galloped away.
In the evening, grandfather, grandmother, and granddaughter Tanya sat on the porch - they looked: a bear was running into their yard, bringing a whole beehive of honey - here you go!
Before they had time to take the honey, a gray wolf runs, carrying a bag of nuts - please!
Before they had time to take the nuts, the bunny runs - a head of cabbage and a red ribbon for Tanya - take it quickly!
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Tar barrel
A Russian folk tale about the cunning and equanimity of the main character, the tar barrel bull.
The fairy tale teaches resourcefulness. Once upon a time there lived a grandfather and a grandmother. They had a granddaughter, Tanya. One day they were sitting near their house, and a shepherd drove a herd of cows past. All sorts of cows: red, and motley, and black, and white. And with one cow running next to him was a little black bull. Where it will jump, where it will jump. A very good bull.
Tanya says:
If only we could have a calf like this.
Grandfather thought and thought and came up with an idea: I’ll get a calf for Tanya. He didn’t say where he would get it.
Now the night has come. Grandma went to bed, Tanya went to bed, the cat went to bed, the dog went to bed, the chickens went to bed, but grandpa didn’t go to bed. I got ready slowly and went into the forest.
He came to the forest, picked resin from the trees, filled a bucket full and returned home.
Grandma is sleeping, Tanya is sleeping, the cat is sleeping, the dog is sleeping, the chickens are also asleep, one grandfather is not sleeping - the calf is doing. He took some straw and made a bull out of the straw. I took four sticks and made legs. Then he attached the head, horns, and then smeared everything with resin, and grandfather came out with a resin bull, a black bull. Grandfather looked at the bull - a good bull. There's just something missing from him. What is he missing? Grandfather began to look at it - there were horns, there were legs, but there was no tail! Grandfather took it and adjusted the tail. And as soon as he managed to fix his tail, lo and behold! — the tar bull himself ran into the barn.
Tanya and her grandmother got up in the morning, went out into the yard, and a tar bull, a black barrel, was walking around the yard.
Tanya was delighted, picked some grass, and began to feed the tar bull. And then she led the bull to graze. She drove it to a steep bank, onto a green meadow, tied it with a string, and went home.
And the bull eats grass and wags its tail.
Here comes Mishka the Bear from the forest. The bull stands with its back to the forest, does not move, only its skin glistens in the sun.
Look, you're so fat, thinks Mishka the Bear, I'll eat the bull.
Here the bear sidles up to the bull, grabs the bull... and sticks. And the bull waved his tail and went home. Top-top...
The bear got scared and asked:
Tar bull, straw barrel, let me go into the forest.
And the bull walks, dragging the bear behind him.
And on the porch there are grandfather, grandmother, and Tanya sitting, greeting the bull. They looked and he brought a bear.
- That's it, bull! - says grandfather. - Look what a huge bear he brought. Now I’m going to sew myself a bear coat.
The bear got scared and asked:
-Grandfather, grandmother, granddaughter Tanya, don’t destroy me, let me go, I’ll bring you honey from the forest for this.
Grandfather unstuck the bear's paw from the bull's back. The bear rushed into the forest. They only saw him.
The next day Tanya again drove the bull to graze. The bull eats grass and wags its tail. Here comes a wolf from the forest - a gray tail. I looked around and saw a bull. A wolf crept up, clicked his teeth, and grabbed the bull in the side, grabbed it and got stuck in the resin.
A wolf here, a wolf here, a wolf this way and that. The gray one can't escape. So he began to ask for a bullock: - Bullock, bullock, tar barrel! Let me go into the forest.
But the bull doesn’t seem to hear, he turns and goes home. Top-top! - and came.
The old man saw the wolf and said:
-Hey! That's who the bull brought today! I will have a wolf fur coat.
The wolf was scared.
-Oh, old man, let me go into the forest, I’ll bring you a bag of nuts for this.
The grandfather of the wolf was released - that’s all they saw.
And tomorrow the bull went to graze.
He walks around the meadow, eats grass, and drives away flies with his tail. Suddenly a runaway bunny jumped out of the forest. He looks at the bull and wonders: what kind of bull is walking here? He ran up to it, touched it with his paw, and it stuck.
-Ah ah ah! - the runaway bunny cried.
And the bull is top-top! — brought him home.
- Well done, bull! - says grandfather. “Now I’ll sew bunny sleeves for Tanya.”
And the bunny asks:
-Let me go. I’ll bring you cabbages and a red ribbon for Tanya.
The old man pulled out the hare's foot. The bunny galloped away.
In the evening, grandfather, grandmother, and granddaughter Tanya sat on the porch - they looked: a bear was running into our yard, bringing a whole beehive of honey - here you go!
Before they had time to take the honey, a gray wolf runs, carrying a bag of nuts - please! Before they had time to take the nuts, the bunny runs - a head of cabbage and a red ribbon for Tanya - take it quickly!
No one was deceived.
