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The Tale of Accent

One day, all the words of the Russian language gathered and began to boast: “We have everything - vowels and all sorts of consonants.” Now we will name everything ourselves and say everything ourselves. We don't need anything else! Accent heard these words and was indignant: “How is it that nothing is needed?!” How will you live without me?! - Just think, what importance - Emphasis! We can do without you! - the words boasted even more. - Ah well! - Accent became angry and began to jump from syllable to syllable according to words where it should not be emphasized. It jumped up to the word “mugs”. And it had just filled the mugs with water when it suddenly turned into mugs! And the mugs spilled all the water and splashed everyone. - Oh, what have we done! Oh, sorry, we accidentally! And the Accent laughs:

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The Tale of Accent

Wait, you’re not going to do that yet,” and the word “sink” came up. And the word “stomp” wanted to stomp with its feet, but suddenly it began to stomp. - Guard! - he screams. “I’m drowning!” Flood! And the emphasis has already been directed to the word “divided”. The word “divide” wanted to divide something among everyone, when suddenly something happened to it. - Help! - he screams. “They completely stripped me!” I'm freezing! And the word “I’ll pay” wanted to pay for something, but saw what was happening with other words, got scared and shouted: - Oh, I’ll pay now! Let's quickly apologize to the Accent and ask him to join our society! - Please! Please! - they shouted all the words in unison. - That's it! - said the Accent and returned everything to its place. Since then, words with Accent began to live together, and Accent began to help them accurately express the meaning of each word.

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Word combinations chu-shu-zhi-shi-cha-sha

Once upon a time there were in the world the hissing words Zh, Sh, Ch, Shch, and next to them the vowels U, Yu, Y, I, A, Ya. They lived very amicably. And then one day the letters decided to play hide and seek. It fell out to drive hissing, the rest ran to hide. The vowels are sitting, waiting to be found. The hissing ones looked into all the cracks and found many. But they couldn’t find the vowels Y, Yu, Ya. They searched, got knocked off their feet, tired and hungry, they returned home late in the evening. Suddenly they see: the vowels Y, Yu, Ya are sitting, drinking tea with gingerbread and watching TV. The hissing ones were offended - and since then their friendship has been apart. They never stand next to the vowels Y, YU, YA anymore, but are friends only with I, A, U. This is how the combinations CHU-SHCHU – ZHI-SHI – CHA-SCHA appeared in the Russian language

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Tale of the Russian language

In a certain kingdom, in a certain state in the family of Slavic languages, there lived a king of the Old Russian language, and he had 3 sons: Russian, Ukrainian and Belarusian. One day the king called his sons and said to them: “My children, you are all adults now.” Walk around the world and look for your happiness. The brothers went out into an open field and went in different directions. The Russian language went to Moscow and stayed there. The Russian language became friends with the Polish and Bulgarian languages ​​and took many words from them. I spoke Russian with different people: with Lomonosov, Karamzin, Derzhavin, and especially with Pushkin. In many ways he has outgrown his brothers and has matured greatly. It has become one of the most beautiful languages ​​in the world. More than 250 million people have spoken it. The Russian language became great and powerful, and its fame spread throughout the whole world. And this language lives and lives to this day and gives people the clear light of its soul and the warmth of its warm heart.

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sounds

Lived in a magical land of sounds. This country was very tiny. And there were only 31 inhabitants in it. No one saw them, since they were invisible. But you could hear them. Six sounds were singers: A, U, Y, I, E, O. They were called vowels for their melodiousness and vocality. Ya, Yo, Yu, E sang along with them. The remaining 21 were also kind, with good sounds, but they could not sing. Listen: B, V, G, D, F, Z, J, K, L, M, N, P, R, S, T, F, X, C, CH, SH, Sh. They were very friends, in everyone agreed with the vowels, loved to stand next to them. And they were called consonants. You can also sing along with them, but for this you need to be able to recognize all the sounds and correctly

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A lot of time has passed since sounds settled in one magical land. They were invisible, but they loved to sing. One day, a wizard from another kingdom appeared in that country. He liked it there so much that he wanted to get to know its inhabitants better. And when he found out that all the residents were invisible, he was very upset. But he was still a wizard, and a very kind one at that. And he decided to give each resident a magic dress. Each sound received a dress unlike the others. As soon as you put it on, the sound immediately became visible and turned into a letter. The letter could be seen, depicted, drawn, written. The wizard was very pleased. After all, now, having read or sung it, or whispered it, he called the sound by name. That's how they met.

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One day the vowels and consonants did not get along and went in different directions. The consonants huddled together, they wanted to talk - but nothing... They coughed: - Kh! They sneezed: Kh! For some reason they called the cat: - Ks, ks, ks! And they got bored.... Suddenly: - Shh! It seemed to them that someone was somewhere -he’s sobbing... They listened. -Ah-ah-ah! Oh-oh-oh! - the vowels shouted. They cried like little children: - Whoa! Wow! Aukali: - Aw! Aw!

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And those who agreed shouted to them (or rather, they wanted to shout, but they only managed to mumble): - BDM VSGD VMST! And they heard a joyful, but also indistinct: - U-E-E-A-E-E! They made peace, again They stood next to each other and clearly said: “WE WILL ALWAYS BE TOGETHER!” And since then we have never been apart again. Parade of letters When two brothers b and b settled in the magical land of ABC studies, there were exactly 33 inhabitants. Each had their own home, but could not exchange it for other. There were such strict laws there. Once upon a time, the Alphabet and Queen ABC decided to organize a holiday. All the sounds put on dresses, turned into letters and went to the main square. The king gave the command to the letters to line up and each take their place, according to the number of their home. This is the order in which the letters were: A, B, C, D, D, E, E, G, Z, I, Y, K, L, M, N, O, P, R, S, T, U, F, X, C, CH, Sh, Sh, b, Y, b, E, Yu, Y. Queen Alphabet really liked the structure of the letters. Since then, the order of letters in this order began to be called by the name of the king - ALPHABET or the queen - ALPHABET. Anyone who wants to know the secrets of this magnificent country must, like the king, know by heart

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When two brothers b and b settled in the magical land of Alphabet Studies, there were exactly 33 inhabitants. Each had their own home, but could not exchange it for another. There were such strict laws there. Once upon a time, the Alphabet and Queen ABC decided to organize a holiday. All the sounds put on dresses, turned into letters and went to the main square. The king gave the command to the letters to line up and each take their place, according to the number of their home. This is the order in which the letters were: A, B, C, D, D, E, E, G, Z, I, Y, K, L, M, N, O, P, R, S, T, U, F, X, C, CH, Sh, Sh, b, Y, b, E, Yu, Y. Queen Alphabet really liked the structure of the letters. Since then, the order of letters in this order began to be called by the name of the king - ALPHABET or the queen - ALPHABET. Anyone who wants to know the secrets of this magnificent country must, like the king, know the order of the letters by heart.

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The Soft Sign has long been hopelessly in love with the letter Sh. He follows her like a shadow, word after word, but all in vain. The letter Ш hates letters from which you can never make a sound...

"Fugitive e"

FUGITIVE E

Called out E from the alphabet. - How are you doing there? - Full order. Everyone is in place, everyone is working on their own topic.

What topic are you working on?

- “Some problems of sixth place as a place located between fifth and seventh.” The topic is difficult, but interesting.

You'll have to leave her for a while. We are thinking about editing you into the text. At least you’ll recognize a living word, otherwise you’ll stagnate in your alphabet.

What word are they sending me to?

Good word: DAY. A cheerful word, bright. And not very complicated: just one syllable. So you can handle it.

You think?

Of course you can handle it. You will be the only voice there, and the decisive vote will be yours. The main thing is to organize the work well.

E tries to object, he doesn’t want to part with the alphabet, with “Some problems of the sixth place...” - but what can you do! We have to go to text.

In the word DAY E is in a prominent place, it is comfortable, calm, just like in the alphabet.

But then they begin to decline the word: DAY, DAY...

What's the matter? Where did E go?

It's gone, it ran away. I was afraid of the indirect case.

This is what E is, having spent its entire life in the alphabet. In difficult times, do not count on him.

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"Unstressed vowels"

Spelling fairy tale on the topic

“Unstressed vowels at the root of a word”

Once upon a time letters e And And We went to the forest to pick mushrooms and berries. They walked

We were walking and suddenly we saw a river. In the word "river" both letters are intended to occupy the same place: river. Didn't want letters e And And give in to each other and because of this they quarreled. But then the good wizard Accent came to their aid. As soon as he hit the word with his magic wand, the vowel sound began to be heard clearly and distinctly, and there could no longer be any

doubts about writing a letter. In the word “rivers” in the stressed syllable it writes_

Xia e, which means that in the word “river” you need to write the letter in an unstressed syllable e.

After this the letters e And And made friends with the accent. Let us also be friends with the good wizard Accent.

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TEACHER'S KITCHEN

Fairy tales and poems in Russian

I.V. Zaikova

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"Funny Tongue"

In order for the child to willingly perform articulatory gymnastics from time to time, I propose to carry it out in a fun, attractive form for the child of the fairy tale “About the Merry Tongue”"Every time you start a lesson, you can tell a new fairy tale, as well as come up with your own, which will be an additional incentive and will quickly lead to the desired result!

The fairy tale “About the Merry Tongue”

“Once upon a time there was a Merry Tongue. He had a house. The house was very interesting. What kind of house is this? This is the mouth. That's what an interesting little house Cheerful Tongue had. To prevent Merry Tongue from running out, his house was always closed. How is the house closed? Lips. But, besides one door, this house has a second door. (We smile and shows the child his teeth). What is the name of this door? Teeth. But in order to see the second door, you need to learn how to open the first door correctly. (We smile, showing the upper and lower teeth).

One day, Merry Tongue wanted to look at the sun and breathe some fresh air. First, the first door opened (we open our lips and invite the child to do the same), and then the second. And the tongue stuck out, but not all of it, just the tip. Tongue appeared and hid - it was cold outside, summer had passed.

In the house of the Merry Tongue there is a bed where he sleeps. (We draw the child’s attention to how calmly the tongue lies). Let's not wake him up yet, let Tongue sleep. Let's close the second door first, and then the first.

Our Tongue is very cheerful, he loves to have fun and jump. Yes, jump so much that you reach the ceiling and click. (We draw the child’s attention to the fact that the ceiling is the sky. We ask you to stroke the sky with your tongue).

The next day, Tongue decided to check again whether it had become warmer. When all the doors were open, Tongue looked out, looked left, right, up, down and, feeling that it was getting colder, went into his house. First one door closed, and then the second. (We show the described exercises). That's the whole fairy tale about the Merry Tongue.

The fairy tale “About the Merry Tongue”

The mouth is a house, lips are doors.

Who lives in this house?
In this house, my friend,

Cheerful Tongue lives.

Oh, and he's a smart boy,

And a little naughty.
(The mouth is open, a narrow tongue is shown several times. Exercise “Arrow”.)

Our Cheerful Tongue
He turned on his side.
Looks left, looks right...
And then forward again,
Take a little rest here.
(Exercises “Clock”, “Snake”.)

Tongue opened the window,

And it's warm outside.

Our tongue stretched out

He smiled at us widely,

And then I went for a walk,

Sunbathing on the porch.
(Exercise “Smile”, “Sting”, “Arrow”.)

Lying on the porch

He ran to the swing.

He flew up boldly...

But it's time to get down to business.
(Exercises “Spatula”, “Swing”.)

He hurried to his yard,

To fix the fence.

He quickly got down to business

And the work began to boil.
(Exercise “Fence”.)

Nails, hammer and pliers -

Things a carpenter needs.

The hammer knocks "knock-knock!"

He is tongue's best friend.
(The mouth is closed. The teeth are exposed. With the tense tip of the tongue, tap on the teeth, repeating “t-t-t” repeatedly.)

There's a can of paint next to it.

The fence needs to be updated.

The tassel began to dance,

Our fence is unrecognizable.

(Exercise “Painter”.)

Our tongue finished the job.
He can rest safely
- I'll take my horse for a walk,
I'll play the harmonica for her.
I'm playing football
And I'll score a goal.
A very difficult task -
Drive the ball into the goal.
(Exercises “Horse”, “Accordion”, “Football”.)

The sun hid behind the mountain,

The tongue went home.

He locked the door.

He lay down in bed and fell silent.

(Exercises “Slide”, “Spatula”.)

The fairy tale “About the Merry Tongue”

Once upon a time there was a Merry Tongue. Do you have a tongue? Show me. Merry Tongue had a house. The house is very interesting. What kind of house is this? Did you guess it? This is the mouth. That's what an interesting house Cheerful Tongue had. To prevent Merry Tongue from running out, his house was always closed. How is the house closed? Lips. Show me where your lips are. Do you see them in the mirror? But besides one door, this house has a second door. (Here you should smile so that your upper and lower teeth are visible.) What is the name of this door? Teeth. Show your teeth. Look at them in the mirror.

One day, Merry Tongue wanted to look at the sun and breathe some fresh air. First the first door opened. Show me how it opened. Yes, it remained open. Don't close the first door until I tell you to. (Normally, the child can hold this position for 5-6 seconds without twitching or pushing, the corners of the lips are stretched symmetrically.) Now let’s close the first door. We'll open it again. Let's close. (Repeat this exercise 3-4 times. Normally, the child performs the movement with full amplitude, without attenuation, easily, smoothly, quite quickly.) The doors to the Fun Tongue’s house opened, and he stuck out, but not the whole thing, just the tip. Tongue appeared and hid - it was cold outside.

In the house of the Merry Tongue there is a bed where he sleeps. Look how peacefully he sleeps. (The tongue lies spread out at the bottom of the mouth, without tubercles, calmly, motionless.) Let your tongue sleep just as peacefully. Don't wake him until I tell you to. (This position is also maintained by the child normally for 5-6 seconds without jolts and twitches, the side edges of the tongue are located symmetrically.) Let’s close the second door first, and then the first.

Our Tongue is very cheerful, he loves to have fun, jump, sometimes even reaches the ceiling. The ceiling in Tongue's house is called the palate. Let your tongue reach the ceiling and stroke the roof of your mouth. Now let the tongue reach the ceiling and sit there for a while. (The movement should be performed only with the tongue, without auxiliary movements of the lips and lower jaw. The mouth is wide open. Calmly, without twitching, the tongue is held at the top for 5-6 seconds.) Then the Cheerful Tongue went down and again jumped up to the ceiling. Came down. Jumped up... (The exercise is repeated several times. Normally, the child immediately finds the correct position of the tongue, performs the movements easily, quickly, with full amplitude.) The tongue jumped up, got tired and went to sleep. Let him rest a little.

The next day, Tongue decided to check again whether it had become warmer. When all the doors were open, Tongue looked out, looked left, right, up, down (the child must know the directions of movement of the tongue, immediately find the desired position, try to complete them in full), felt that it became colder and went into his house. First one door closed, and then the second. That's the whole tale about the Merry Tongue.

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"The Grammar Tale of the Stranger"

Grammar tale "Stranger"

Relatives gathered near Water. The submariner and Voditsa are talking. A diver and a Waterfall are basking in the sun. The driver plays the accordion. The Water Strider with Algae played out. The water jumps over the pebbles on one leg. Even Vodyanoy himself came. And everyone is waiting for old woman Voda.

Wise Water came out onto the porch, looked at the guests, and immediately noticed a stranger. She told him to go away to his family. The stranger went and became sad. Where should he look for relatives?

Who turned out to be a stranger among the relatives of water?

Why didn’t the guests immediately notice the stranger?

Can you help me find my relatives for the word “driver”?

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"The Story of the Chick Suffix"

The story of the suffix –Chik

Once upon a time, words lived in the world. But they were completely different from what they are now. These words were distinguished by their particular firmness and determination and did not allow themselves any tenderness. These were keys, bells, cucumbers and so on. But then the suffix appeared - Chick. He was so affectionate and kind that all the words he approached immediately became like himself.
The suffix – Chick had another very important feature: it could shorten words. Instead of a huge key, a small key was obtained. Even a large green cucumber turned into an elegant cucumber. Decades have passed and the suffix - Chick has gained a lot of experience. He began not only to shorten words, but also to form words denoting professions. From the root let - Chick formed the word pilot, from the word cargo - loader. Now the suffix - Chick is no longer young. But it still works well and serves people faithfully.

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“How Morphology brought order”

How Morphology brought order

It was a long time ago. There was real confusion in the words - no order!

We somehow tried to form words. It happened this way and that, and everything turned out badly. “We can’t do without a commander,” the words decided. “Let’s call on Morphology to help!”

Which one of you designates the object? - Morphology asked the words.

“We designate an object,” some answered.

What forms do you have?

Gender, number, case.

What can you do?

Be all parts of a sentence, but primarily the subject and object.

Stand under the banner “Noun,” Morphology ordered.

And we denote actions, we have a person, a tense, a mood, an aspect, we can be a predicate! - other words were reported.

Stand under the banner of “Verb,” answered Morphology.

Then she collected and combined all the remaining words.

Thus, with the help of Morphology, thousands of words, depending on their meaning, grammatical and syntactic functions, were united under their own banners.

Morphology is the commander over all parts of speech. Together with Syntax it is part of the kingdom of Grammar. The king in this kingdom is the powerful Language, and the queen is wise Grammar.

The queen has a whole retinue of princes and princesses. Among them, one stands out in particular - strict, order-loving Morphology. It is up to her, the most beautiful of princesses, to decide in what attire and what armor the servants devoted to her should appear, whose names are Noun, Adjective, Numeral, Pronoun, Verb, Adverb, Preposition, Particle, Interjection. (Text taken from V. Volina’s book “Fun Grammar”, M., 1995, pp. 168-169)

Poem by O. Vysotskaya "Merry Grammar".

Noun - school,
Wakes up - verb.
With the adjective cheerful
A new school day has arrived.
We stood up - pronoun,
The number seven strikes.
For learning, without a doubt,
Everyone needs to be accepted.
We'll call it excellent
We appreciate in the lessons.
We comply as usual
Discipline and regime.
Not and neither - we have particles.
We need to repeat them.
And don’t be lazy
And don’t waste an hour!
After school, as you know,
We are riding in a sleigh.
Particularly appropriate here
Interjections oh and ah!
And then
By the warm stove
We repeat
Parts of speech!

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“How the Participle phrase was saved from Commas”

How Participial Circumstances were saved from Commas

In the country of Punctuation a very honest king rules. He always resolved disputes and discord between citizens, and often came up with the rules himself. When he was thinking about the next rule, he was faced with a serious problem: how to fairly arrange the signs in a sentence with a participial phrase? It was necessary to make sure that no one was offended.

And so he organized a running competition. They involved two Commas, a Participial phrase and the Main members of the sentence. Before the start of the tournament, everyone lined up in one row. The whistle blew and everyone ran. The Defined Word suddenly rushed forward, followed by one of the Commas. Following, stumbling, ran the Participle. He tried his best to overtake his little rival, but nothing worked. Suddenly another Comma began to overtake him from behind. The participial phrase shouted:

– What nasty commas! Spinning under your feet! Help! Push! I don't want to be the last to arrive! Oops, they surrounded me!

Behind the second Comma rushed all the other members of the sentence. In this order they ran to the finish line. The wise king declared that now the Participial phrase will be surrounded by Commas if it comes after the Defined word.

L.A. This,
Veliky Novgorod

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“How Mother Glagolikha taught Glagolikha”

How mother Glagolikha taught verbs

Once upon a time there lived a Glagolikha mother with her children - ten Glagolikhs. They were cheerful and nimble. Little girls loved to walk around the yard with their mother. During walks, she told her children a lot of interesting things about what surrounded them. So time passed, the verbs grew up, and mother decided to take them out of the yard for their first work walk.
-The children, myself, and our entire family are engaged in interesting work. We work in supply. THERE we choose nouns or pronouns for ourselves and serve together...
And now we will play our favorite game of verbs. It's called "Find out my time." Only to determine the time we will not look at the clock. We have for this...
What do you guys think, what did Glagolikha want to tell her children?

This tricky verb
He invented TIME for himself.
“I’m leaving,” he shouts today.
“And yesterday,” he shouts, “he left,”
“Tomorrow,” he will say, “I will leave!”
Envy him.
Verbs change tenses:
-Verbs in the PAST TENSE form indicate action. Which happened before they started talking about it.
-Verbs in the PRESENT TENSE form denote an action that is happening now, at the time when it is being spoken about.
-Verbs in the FUTURE TENSE denote an action that will occur after it is spoken about.

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“How the sibilants quarreled with some vowels”

How sibilants quarreled with some vowels

Once upon a time there were hissing Zh, Sh, Ch, Shch in the world, and not far away lived the vowels U, Yu, I, Y, A, Ya. They lived together. And then one day they decided to play hide and seek. It fell out to drive hissing.

The rest ran to hide. The letters sit in hidden places, waiting for people to look for them. The hissing ones have looked into all the cracks, are searching hard, rustling around - they have already found many. They just can’t find the three vowels Y, Y, YA. They searched and searched, lost their senses, and searched until evening. And so, stumbling, offended, tired, hungry, they decided to go home. They pass by the neighboring house and see that Y, Yu, Ya are sitting as if nothing had happened, laughing, watching TV, drinking tea with gingerbread. The hissing ones were offended, since then they have been together, but only like this: zhi-shi, cha-sha, chu-schu!

A lot of time has passed since then. And the hissers wanted to once again expand their social circle. They remembered about Ya, Yu, Y. We decided to take them with us to the forest to pick mushrooms and berries. Letters are still friendly people! They had a good time in the forest, and when they returned, the letter I boasted:

I collected the most. My mushrooms are the best, not a single wormy one, and the berries are the most fragrant. It was I who called you all into the forest, it was I who brought you to the best clearing, it was me...

The letters got angry:

We lived so friendly, never quarreled, and most importantly, we weren’t so arrogant, everyone knew their place, and suddenly...

And they decided to teach the arrogant letter a lesson, sending it to the very end of the alphabet. But then Yu began to fuss and began to defend her friend. And the letter Y began to wave its stick. Their letters were sent further to the end - closer to the letter Y.

It was then that the hissing letters CH, Ш, Ш, and with them Ж stopped being friends with the arrogant letters, and are only friends with the modest letters A, U, I, which never stick out.

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In one country of Gramland, on the land of Skazland, which you cannot find on the map, there lived little people - Slovics. They were no different from ordinary people, except perhaps in their age: in this country there were no grandparents, no fathers, no mothers, only children lived there. The Letters of the Alphabet looked after them, but the children did not see them. It should be noted here that the Letters in this fairy-tale land were on a par with earthly angels: they protected the Slovics from troubles and all kinds of mistakes. Little people had never seen them, although they knew about their existence and really believed in them. The connection between words and letters was supported by Sounds. In Literacy, they occupied all the leadership positions and replaced the parents of the Slovics, because someone had to help them in their difficult fairy-tale life? When the children stopped obeying the Sounds, they turned to the Letters of the Alphabet for help. They went to the Temple of Rules and opened there the great book of wisdom and knowledge - the ABC. It was she who helped the residents of Gramlandia find wise decisions, which is why they never had quarrels or disagreements. As soon as the Sounds crossed the threshold of the Temple of Rules, the Letters gathered in the large hall of Spelling and took off their invisibility caps. After listening to the Sounds' request and consulting with each other, they wrote down their decision in the Leadership Diary. To disobey the decision of Letters for Sounds was like death, therefore the decision of the latter was never challenged. But such incidents with Slovikas happened extremely rarely, because the ABC most often lay alone in its Temple.

The Slovics learned about all the innovations occurring in other countries from the wanderers, one very small and unusual people, whose calling was to walk around the cities and countries of the great land of Skazland. So, one day, legends about a computer, an unprecedented machine that replaced envelopes, counting sticks and other manual work, reached them. They decided, at any cost, to get this unprecedented thing into their country.

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The little man’s usual daily routine was not very varied:
7.00 - rise;
7.10 - morning exercises;
7.35 - breakfast;
8.00 - classes at the Uma school;
13.00 - lunch;
14.00 - 18.00 - personal free time;
18.00 - dinner;
19.00 - preparation for lessons (or homework)
22.00 - lights out.

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The Slovians were very friendly and well-mannered people, although, like all children, they loved to play pranks. Their most popular games were verbal wars and catch-up games. The Slovians ate pollen. They did not have winter, so flowers grew all year round. Slovaks, like people, were divided into boys and girls. Moreover, while the girls only had curly hair, the boys had hair sticking out in different directions, like hedgehogs. The Sloviks were as tall as a human palm. The little people were almost never sad: it was hard to even imagine a Slovak crying crocodile tears. Their faces were always adorned with a radiant smile, from which two upper front teeth peeped out cheerfully. A button nose, eternally rosy cheeks, and an invariable blue jumpsuit with small stripes complemented the image of an ordinary Slovik. The Sloviks lived in small houses of two or three people, and each had their own duties in the house, and God forbid if someone did not fulfill them: this Slovik immediately took off his blue overalls and put on a white one. Other little people avoided and avoided such words on walks, since disobedience was the most important sin.

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The day came when the computer reached Slovics. On this occasion, the little people staged a real carnival, dressing up as letters of the alphabet. Each person on this day wanted to become special: one sang hymns to the letter “A”, another walked only with the letter “G”, the third decorated his entire suit with the letter “J”. Oh, and the residents of Gramotland had a blast that day! If they, of course, knew how the appearance of a computer would ultimately turn out for them, they would certainly expel it from their country, but none of us knows the future.

Naturally, with the advent of the computer, the lives of little people changed a lot: they no longer had to do homework, ask neighbors for help, even reading became an optional activity. Now technology did everything for them. The Slovaks have become lazy. If someone among them continued to write by hand, then he immediately became a universal laughing stock:
- Chertochka, do you still write essays by hand? - Returning from Uma’s school after lunch along Rhetoriki Avenue, Dot was surprised.
- I don’t have a computer.
- What, you still don’t have a computer? - her friend Tochechka laughed, rolling onto the sofa with laughter.
- It’s just that our store “Tetradka” has run out of them, they promised to bring them the day after tomorrow.
- Poor thing, come to me. Well, aren't you going to write out the letters with a pen? By the way, the computer immediately checks for errors in the text, so buy without hesitation.
Such conversations have become so familiar to the people of the country of Literacy that they even began to write notes to each other only through Skype. Then the Letters took offense at them and gathered in the Spelling Hall for a general meeting, inviting the Sounds as witnesses.
- How long will we tolerate such disgrace? - the most important Letter “A” began her speech, “The Slovaks have completely stopped respecting us!” They forgot their literacy, didn’t care about punctuation, their names - and now they type them on the keyboard with errors.
“You can’t tolerate this anymore, citizens of the Letter,” another Letter “Z” supported her, “they don’t value us and the Letter “S” at all, they constantly confuse us, and if the respected Sounds notice this to them, then they begin to play even more dirty tricks.
- I propose to declare a boycott on them! How can I be confused with "Sh"? This is pure rudeness! - the Letter “F” suggested loudly.
“That’s right, you’re just reading our thoughts,” “V” and “F” nodded their heads in unison, “just boycott, otherwise these outrageous people will completely erase all the boundaries between us!”
The Letters decided by their meeting that they were leaving the Slovics, that they would rather wander around Skazland in search of a more grateful state. They took their ABC and set off on a long journey.
“I call you to calmness and bookish wisdom,” the Letter “I” proclaimed to everyone leaving the gate, “and may the Sounds not leave us in this difficult hour for us!”

The letters are gone. The Temple of Rules is empty without the ABC. Lost Sounds without central control. Literacy has withered away in inaction. The Slovaks, without any outside control, stopped going out into the streets altogether and sat at the computer all day long. Sounds, without work and daily exercise, became completely confused and lazy. Now, more and more often on the streets of the city, instead of “Good morning,” one could hear “how’s Skype?” Slovics even began to pronounce their names abbreviated so as not to take up extra time from the computer:
- Damn, why aren’t you online?
- I caught the virus, Tyr, do you have a singed Casper?
- Yes, we’ll hack it - there’s nothing to do!
Such conversations, at times, drove Sounds to the point of insanity. The mutilated speech of the little men drove them to hysterics.
- Colleagues, I can’t do this anymore! - the very first vowel Sound “A” begged, “soon the differences between me and Mr. Sound “O” will disappear altogether! They don’t think anything of us now.
- They don’t need us, gentlemen Sounds, they don’t need us! Now the computer helps them in everything, it decides everything for them,” Sound “D” was indignant.
- That’s right, why should they now, having sophisticated technology, acquire knowledge on their own? They even forgot the way to the Goddess of Spelling in the temple of the Russian language! But before, it used to be that every free minute they would run there and read the rules to her,” Sound “T” gave its voice.
- You can say the same, brother, they ran! When it was! Now one sophisticated program solves and reads all the rules for them,” the “D” sound interrupted “T.”
- And the speech, did you hear their speech? This... this is simply outrageous! Is this what we taught them? - Almost crying, the Sound “O” kept up the conversation.
- What decision will we come to, gentlemen Sounds? - the Sound “R” rumbled - or will we meekly wait for our death?
“I fully support you, dear “R,” “Sound “A” nodded his head, “our current oblivion is worse than death!” The sounds are confused, the words are distorted, they don’t want to learn, just know, they play all day on their computers.
- Previously, wearing a white jumpsuit was a shame, but now? They have completely stopped doing housework, put on all white clothes and laugh at those lucky ones who have retained their honor of blue overalls.
- What are you talking about, Madame “K”, which ones are white? “They all turned gray from their laziness,” “G” grumpily intervened in the conversation.
- I propose to follow the Letters and leave the walls of our Gramland! We will not allow the Slovics to spoil our honor and name. If they do not want to follow the precepts of the Great Star of Wisdom, then let them now live in darkness, without any ray of Knowledge.
- Right!
- The “I” thing speaks!
- We leave this damned city immediately.

So, having decided at the general meeting, the Sounds set off on their journey following the Letters. At first, the Slovaks did not immediately understand what this threatened them with in the future, but only stuck out their tongues and made faces after the Sounds leaving the city gates:
- Go, go!
- Good riddance!
- We're tired of our rules!
- Ha, if we have a computer, then why do we need books?
- Let the fools learn now.
Such offensive words flew from all sides into Sounds’ backs. Sounds cried. It was hard for them to leave Gramotlandia, but there was nothing they could do. They set off along the narrow, untrodden paths of Skazland, following the Letters into the mountains of Archives. There, at the highest peak of the “History of Writing,” they sat in close rows on granite floors, furtively recalling happy days.

How much or how much time has passed since then, we don’t know, but Literacyland has become empty without the kingdom of Sounds and Letters. At first, the little people were very happy about their freedom: no school, no work, no elders, but gradually their speech began to disappear, and their smile began to be replaced by a grimace of grief. And why should they be happy now? Computers began to break down, and without knowledge and literacy they could not fix them. And what kind of speech can there be without sounds? Only a few could now talk to each other, and even then, half of the words became inaccessible to them. Slovaks gathered on the central square of Reading, near the Bank of Rules, for a general meeting:
“Little people,” one of those addressed the others. who managed to preserve the remnants of his speech - we urgently need to return Sounds and Letters.
- Yes!
- Mmm!
- Ha!
- Yes!
Exclamations of joy came from all sides.
- Raise your hands, those who, besides me, have not forgotten the letters and sounds?
Only three hands reached out in response from the crowd.
- All hope is for you, friends! Only the four of us can save our country Gramlandia from certain destruction. Come on, let's go up to the Spelling Hall, open our Leadership Diary, maybe we can figure out in it where the Letters and Sounds went?
That's what they did. But their efforts were in vain. They found nothing there except the charter of their city.
“We have to go outside the gate,” said the girl Accent sadly.
“There is no other way,” agreed the boy Question.
- What will happen to all of us if we cannot find Sounds and Letters? - String cried.
“We must find them, the fate of all of Gramotland is in our hands now,” Titre concluded.
Having collected a small bundle of provisions, they set off. All the Slovics came out to accompany them to the gate.
It is impossible to say whether their journey was long or short, but after three days they reached the huge gloomy mountains.
- What kind of mountains are these? - asked the others. Question?
“We don’t know,” Title, Accent and Line answered in unison.
- Look, look: moving roots! - String shouted to her friends, pointing her finger at the bizarre and intertwined branches that were independently striding towards them.
- I am not a root, I am a Hieroglyph!
- Somebody? - the little people were surprised when they heard this word for the first time.
- Hieroglyph, my story is as old as writing itself.
- How are you connected with writing? You're not a letter, are you? There are no such letters.
- It happens, for example, in China. And you, who are you and why did you come to us in the mountains of Archives?
- We are Slovics from the country of Literacy. We are looking for our missing Letters and Sounds.
- How did they disappear from you? Did someone steal them?
“No, we kicked them out ourselves,” the little people cried, “we lived very friendly, went to school, learned the rules, but then a computer came to our country.” With his arrival, we abandoned our textbooks and notebooks, stopped listening to the Sounds and they left us.

Lowering their once sunny yellow heads, the Slovics wept bitterly.
“How,” the Hieroglyph splashed his chopsticks, “did you decide that some pile of iron is more important than the Certificate?” So it is created by people, just like you, little people, only from the country of Technoron.
“Please help us return our Sounds and Letters, without them Literacy Land will not survive,” the boy Question begged.
“We are the only ones from all over our city who have not lost their speech, the rest of the Slovics, without the help of Sounds, are completely numb,” the girl Accent whined even more.
- Okay, I will help your grief, but you will have to climb the peak of the “History of Writing” on your own.
“We will do everything, we will fix everything,” the happy Slovians immediately clapped their hands.
- Then listen to me carefully: follow Birch Bark and remember the rules you have forgotten every half hour. If you don’t remember, there will be no way for you either back or forward, you will perish in the abyss of Errors. Think carefully, are you ready to risk your life to save your people?
“Yes, yes, yes,” the little men shouted in unison, “lead us to Beresta.”
Then a thin thin strip approached them:
- Follow me and don't look back.
“Guys, we must cope with this task, there will be no turning back for us,” Titr said decisively, while the Slovics took each other’s hands and, standing in a semicircle, said the following: “learning is light, not learning is darkness, bloom for centuries.” Literacy."
It was difficult for the Slovics to hike along the mountain paths, it was difficult for them to remember the rules of writing, forgotten in idleness, but there was nothing to do.
“Write zhi-shi with the letter “i,” Question blurted out his first rule.
“You can transfer words from one line to another only by syllables,” added Emphasis.
“One letter cannot be left on a line or transferred to a new one,” Titer clapped his hands.
“In combinations more often the letter “a” is written,” said String, after thinking a little.

And so they repeated the letter they had forgotten at the computer every half hour. By the end of the evening, sweat was pouring down their round cheeks, and the top was still far away:
“Homogeneous are those members of a sentence that are one and the same member of the sentence and relate to the same member of the sentence,” Titre said wearily.
- If the verb answers the question “what does it do?” or “what will he do?”, then the letter “b” is not written before “xia,” said String, wiping her sweaty forehead.
““Not” is written together with nouns, if the word is not used without “not,” the Question was read recitatively.
“And separately - there is either or opposition is implied,” added the Emphasis.
All night and all morning, with short stops, the Slavs climbed behind Beresta. And only by the evening of the next day they reached the top of the “History of Writing” peak. Exhausted, they collapsed near a square hole, its walls extending deep into the mountain itself. At the noise, alarmed Sounds and Letters peeked out of the hole:
- Slovians? What are you doing here?
- Please return to our Literacy.
- Forgive us our laziness and ignorance.
- Without you, we can neither read, nor write, nor even speak.
- We had no idea that literacy was so important and influential.

Letters and Sounds took pity on them, and they returned to the walls of the country of Literacy. And again the invisible caps of the wise Letters began to flicker through the city streets, as before, the Sounds began to gather in the Spelling Hall, and again the little people in their neat blue overalls hurried to school. The computer itself, the culprit of this whole fabulous story of the land of Skazland, was decided to be left at the city meeting, but to allocate no more than three hours to it in a day. Since then, the country of Gramlandia has only prospered and grown, and Slovians pass this terrible story on to each other for edification from generation to generation. If you ever decide to visit this country, don’t forget to take a little book with you, little people will certainly appreciate this gift, but never mention this story to them, they don’t like to remember it. Let us also not bother them now and close their fabulous gates until we meet again.

Copyright: Svetlana Zabolotnaya

A TALE ABOUT NOUNS
Once upon a time there was one sentence in a book that read like this: Hares, squirrels, foxes and many other animals live in a large beautiful forest.
And so the nouns from this sentence wanted to stand in front of everyone. They didn’t want to stand in their place. But the adjectives and the verb began to threaten them that they would drive them out of the sentence. Nouns knew that without them the sentence would be incomplete and incomplete. Then the conjunction, verb and adjectives decided to go to the king of the country of the Russian language so that he would judge them. The king thought for a long time and decided that if the nouns did not come to their senses, then he would remake the sentence so that he would do without the nouns and replace them with pictures. The nouns were frightened and quickly fell into place.

And here it is in poetic form:
Add a word:

I am such an amazing name – (noun),
I'm in a fable, I'm in a fairy tale,
I bow and sing
I change, but I live.
If you want, I will be subject,
If you want, I will become obsolete.
I have a lot of friends

True, there is one villain.
-What is the name of that villain? (Laziness).\
And he lives every day.
We'll drive him into the stump.
We don't need this...(laziness).

Can you, friends?
Can you manage without me? –
It says again
Our buzzword.
I am love, hope, ..(faith),

I'm Alina, Kolya, Sveta,
I'm a bug and a spider
I am cheerful - (light).

Is it possible without me?
No! Nowhere and never!
This is who I am, friends,
Amazing me – (noun)!

Ball in a fairyland.
One day, fifth grade students decided to go to the country of the Russian language. The Princess of Morphology organized a ball in the royal palace in honor of the children.
The first princess introduced a small, neat and very serious old man. His name was Noun. The old man said: “I am the most necessary part of speech.” The princess just smiled. Together with the princess, a young and very handsome young man began to smile: “I am an Adjective, and next to me is a Verb.” The guys looked with interest at the active guy who could not stand still. Then the Pronouns ran up and declared in unison: “We, you, I are best friends.” Then it was the turn to meet Numeral - she was an elderly woman in a dress embroidered with numbers, and she was holding an abacus in her hands. Then there was a noise, and, pushing away everyone in his path, Verb ran up to the students. He was dragging a smiling man behind him: “Here, meet my best friend. His name is Adverb. Only he can indicate a sign of the action that I perform.” The last guest arrived - her name was Interjection. She immediately gasped: “Oh, what wonderful children.”
The holiday has come to an end. The guys thanked the princess and said that they would forever remember her subjects - independent parts of speech.

GRAMMARICAL TALE Adjectives with a very flexible character were born, but here’s the problem: Adjectives did not have their own gender, number and case. - And if we ask them from the Nouns, well, at least for a while, the Adjectives dreamed and decided to talk about it with the NOUN. They liked the humble petitioners, and they lent their forms to the Adjectives. This is how Adjectives still live. To be consistent with the Tale of Adjectives.

This was many years ago, a hundred years ago, maybe more.

In the city of Morphology there lived two Nouns: Day and Night.

They lived, got on well, did not know any troubles.

Everyone talked about them only:

And they got bored. They decided to make friends with other words. First they offered friendship to the verbs.

Let's try to make friends, they said to the verbs. The verbs agreed. They tried many options and finally found friends. Now they were talking about them:

The day has come.

Night has come.

Time passed. And again our Nouns got bored. They decided to find more friends. They began to try and “apply” new words to themselves. How great it would be if they said about us: “What a clear Day!”, “What a dark Night!”

They liked it. But they didn't know what their new friends were called. Friends also did not know which part of speech to classify themselves in.

Come on, you will be called Adjectives. We “attached” you to ourselves, they suggested to their new friends.

They liked this word. And their new friends began to be called Adjectives. Now they were talking about them:

Clear Day has arrived!

The Dark Night has arrived!

And they found many more similar friends who answered the question “Which one?”

And who knows: maybe everything was like that? With nouns, they rent the forms of gender, number and case from them. Together - service, together - friendship.

A fairy tale on a linguistic theme “How the adjective was born.”
(first lesson on the topic “Adjective”, grade 6)

In a certain kingdom, in a certain state, whose name is Morphology, a new resident has appeared in the city of Chastirechinsk. He was so weak, so pale, helpless, he only asked: “What am I? Whose am I?” Queen Morphology looked at such a miracle and could not decide what to do with it next. On this occasion she addressed all her independent masters - parts of speech:
“My gentlemen are great and independent. Would any of you take custody of a new resident of our state?” But neither the Verb, nor the Adverb, nor the Numeral wanted to take on such a burden: they say, why do we need this? We lived, lived, did not grieve, and here: here you are, grandmother, and St. George’s Day.
Only the Noun felt sorry for the poor fellow: “I’ll take you as my friend, you’ll be attached to me, so to speak. But look, obey me in gender, number, and case! And since I am an object, then you will be my sign! I won’t tolerate another!” And the Adjective (that’s what everyone started calling him now thanks to the light hand of the Noun) and is happy to try: whatever my older friend says, I’ll do it; to obey, so to obey. If only they didn't drive me away.
And the Adjective began to decorate the Noun, singing songs of praise to it: it was kind, and smart, and merciful, and independent... And the Noun liked it so much. So they began to live without knowing grief. That’s the end of the fairy tale, and whoever listened, well done.

Unique designation: Language of the Beasts (Yugoslav fairy tale)
Designation: Language of animals
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THE LANGUAGE OF BEASTS

fairy tale

One man had a shepherd, and for many years he served his master faithfully. One day he was tending sheep and heard some strange hissing in the forest. He wanted to know what was the matter, and he went in that direction. And suddenly he sees a forest burning, and a snake hisses in the flames of the fire. The shepherd stopped. The flame came closer and closer to the snake.

Shepherd! For God's sake, save me from the fire! - the snake shouted.

The shepherd held out a stick, and the snake reached his hand along it, and from his hand to his neck, and wrapped himself around it. The shepherd got scared and said to the snake:

Woe is me! I saved you, but I ruined myself!

“Don’t be afraid,” the snake answers, “take me to my father, the snake king.”

The shepherd does not go, he refuses.

“I can’t,” he says, “leave the sheep.”

Don't worry about the sheep, nothing will happen to them, just go quickly.

The shepherd walked for a long time with a snake around his neck through the forest and finally reached a gate woven from live snakes. They approached the gate, the snake whistled, and the gate immediately unraveled. The serpent says to the shepherd:

When we arrive at the palace, your father will offer you silver, gold, and precious stones. But you refuse everything, and ask only that he give you the gift of understanding the language of animals. He won't agree right away, but he'll give in the end.

As soon as they entered the palace, the snake king began to cry and asked the snake:

Where have you been, my son?

The snake told his father everything in order: how he was surrounded by flames and how the shepherd saved him. Then the snake king said to the shepherd:

What to reward you with?

“I don’t need anything, just give me the gift of understanding the language of animals,” the shepherd answered.

No, such a gift will not bring you happiness. After all, if you receive it and tell anyone about it, you will die right there. Ask for something else,” said the snake king.

If you want to thank me, make sure that I understand the language of animals, but if you don’t, then be healthy, I don’t need anything else. - With these words the shepherd turned and walked away.

The king called out to him.

Wait a minute! Come here. Since you want it so much, open your mouth.

The shepherd obeyed, and the snake king spat in his mouth.

“Now spit in my mouth,” he said.

The shepherd spat, and then the king spat; and so on three times, and finally the snake king said:

Well, you have received the gift of understanding the language of animals. Go in peace, but if you value life, don’t say a word to anyone. Whatever you say, this is where you die.

The shepherd left. He walks through the forest and hears and understands everything that birds, animals and other forest creatures say. He came to his sheep, counted them and, seeing that they were lying quietly, he himself lay down to rest. Before he had time to lie down, two ravens flew in, sat on a tree and started talking in their own language:

If only the shepherd knew that where the black lamb lies, there is a cellar dug in the ground, and in the cellar there is gold and silver!

The shepherd heard this, went to the owner and told him. He gave him a cart, and together they dug up the entrance to the cellar and took the treasure home. The owner was an honest man and gave the entire treasure to the shepherd.

Take the whole treasure, son,” he said. - Build a house, get married and live happily.

The shepherd took the treasure, built a house, got married and lived in it. He soon became the richest man not only in his village, but in the entire district. Shepherds tended his sheep, cows and pigs, grooms looked after his horses.

One Christmas, he said to his wife:

Prepare wine, brandy and snacks, we will take them to the shepherds tomorrow, let them have fun too.

My wife prepared everything. In the morning they went to the farm, and in the evening the owner said to the shepherds:

Eat, drink, be merry, and I will watch over the herd all night.

At midnight the wolves howled and the dogs barked.

Can we come and have some food? - asked the wolves. - We will give you some meat too!

“Come, we wouldn’t mind eating too,” the dogs answered. Only one dog, so old that he had only two teeth left in his mouth, barked:

You're lying in vain. As long as I have two more teeth in my mouth, I will not let my master do harm.

As soon as it was dawn, the owner ordered to kill all the dogs except the old dog. The shepherds began to say:

God be with you, master! I feel sorry for them!

But the owner replied:

Do as I ordered! - and went home with my wife.

They rode on horseback: the husband on a horse, and the wife on a mare. The horse galloped forward, but the mare fell behind. The horse neighed and said to the mare:

Get moving! Why are you behind?

Yes, it’s good for you,” the mare answers, “you are carrying one owner, and I am carrying three: the owner, the child in her and the foal in me.”

When the husband heard this, he turned around and laughed, and the wife, seeing that he was laughing, brought the mare up, caught up with her husband and asked why he was laughing. The husband replied:

Nothing, never mind.

But the wife didn’t believe it and kept pestering her husband to tell her.

God bless you, wife! What are you? “I really don’t know why I was laughing,” says the husband.

But the more he refused, the more his wife pestered him. Finally the husband said:

If I tell you, I'll die right away.

But she didn’t believe him and kept begging him - tell him, tell him! With that we came home. The husband immediately ordered a coffin and, when it was ready, placed it in front of the house.

“Now I’ll lie down in the coffin,” he said to his wife, “I’ll tell you what I laughed about, and I’ll die right away.”

So he lay down in the coffin and looked around for the last time. And at this time, an old faithful dog came running from the herd, sat down at the head of the owner and began to cry. The husband saw this and said to his wife:

Bring a piece of bread and give it to the dog.

The wife brought and threw a piece of bread to the dog, but he didn’t even look at it. Then the rooster jumped up and started pecking at the bread. The dog says to the rooster:

Damn glutton! You just have to eat, you don’t see that the owner is about to die.

Well, let him die, there is no law for fools,” the rooster answers. - I have a hundred wives, and I can cope with them all. But the owner completely blundered: he couldn’t cope with one.

The husband heard this, rose from the coffin, picked up a stick and called his wife into the house:

“Come on, I’ll tell you everything,” he said, and let’s woo her with a stick. - Here you go, here you go!

His wife became silent and never again asked why he was laughing.