Grandfather and woman sculpted a daughter out of snow. The Snow Maiden (Russian folk tale)

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Snow Maiden
Russian folktale

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Once upon a time there lived a grandfather and a woman. They lived and lived and grew old.
And they didn’t have children. And they were very sad about it. One winter there was knee-deep snow. The kids ran out into the street to play. They ride sleds and throw snowballs. And then they began to sculpt a snow woman.
The old man looked at them from the window, looked and said to the woman:
- Well, old woman, shouldn’t we go for a walk in the young snow?
And the old woman answered:
- Well, old man, let's go. Let's fashion our own daughter, Snow Maiden, out of snow.
And so they did. Let's go to the garden and let's sculpt the Snow Maiden. We sculpted the arms, legs, and head. The eyes were made from light ice floes, the eyebrows were drawn out with charcoal. Nice Snow Maiden! Old people look at her and can’t get enough of her.
And suddenly the Snow Maiden grinned, raised her eyebrow, raised her hand, took one step or two, and walked quietly through the snow to the hut.
Then the grandfather and woman were delighted, they ran after her into the hut, they didn’t know where to put her or what to treat her with.
So the daughter Snegurochka remained to live with her grandfather and grandmother.

2
The Snow Maiden is growing by leaps and bounds. Every day he becomes smarter and sweeter.
Grandfather and grandmother cannot be happier with her. They bought her morocco boots and a satin ribbon for her braid.
Day and night - a day away. So winter has passed, spring has come. The sun began to warm up. Streams flowed from under the snow. It dripped from the roof. All the guys are very happy. Only the Snow Maiden is sad - she sits in the corner, does not look at the light.
Her only joy is when dark clouds come into the sky and a chill blows her away. The old woman looks at her and shakes her head.
- Who offended you, daughter?
- No one was offended, mother.
- Maybe he’s not feeling well?
The Snow Maiden is silent, but tears are rolling down her white cheeks.

3
Summer has arrived here. The sun is shining, the earth is blooming. The girls are going to go for a walk in the forest and the Snow Maiden’s name is:
- Go with us!
The Snow Maiden is afraid to go beyond the threshold.
“It’s hot,” he says, “the sun will bake your head.”
- Just tie a scarf around your head, it won’t hurt.
The Snow Maiden would not have gone, but the old people persuaded her:
- Go, daughter. Why should you sit alone?
The Snow Maiden obeyed and went with the girls. They pick flowers in the forest, weave wreaths, and she sits in the shade by a cold stream, dipping her feet in the water, waiting for the sun to set.
So the sun has set. Evening has come.
The girls had fun, lit a fire and decided to jump over the fire. One jumped, followed by another, a third.
- Why aren’t you jumping? - her friends tell her. - Are you afraid?
The Snow Maiden gathered her courage, ran and jumped. The girls are looking - where is the Snow Maiden? She doesn't exist. Only white steam curls over the fire. It curled into a thin cloud, and the cloud flew high, high - to catch up with other clouds.
The Snow Maiden has melted.

1. Point out ⇒ the beginning of each fairy tale.

“The Snow Maiden” ⇒ Once upon a time in the world
Russian folk tale Grandfather and Baba...

V. Dahl. ⇒ Once upon a time there was an old man with
“Girl Snow Maiden” as an old woman...

2 ∗ . Find the paragraph that describes how grandfather and grandmother sculpted the Snow Maiden. Fill in the missing words.

And so they did. Let's go to the garden and let's sculpt the Snow Maiden. We sculpted the arms, legs, and head. The eyes were made from light ice floes, the eyebrows were drawn out with charcoal. Nice Snow Maiden! Old people look at her and can’t get enough of her.

3. Compare the tales of the Snow Maiden. Fill out the table.

4 ∗ . What kind of Snow Maiden do you imagine? Write it down.
Snow Maiden (which one?)white as snow; smart, kind, beautiful.

Grandfather and grandmother had no children. One day they molded a girl out of snow, named her Snegurochka, and began calling her daughter. But you can’t escape fate, the Snow Maiden and her friends went to celebrate spring...

Every thing happens in the world, everything is said about in a fairy tale. Once upon a time there lived a grandfather and a woman. They had plenty of everything - a cow, a sheep, and a cat on the stove, but there were no children. They were very sad, they kept grieving. One day in winter there was knee-deep white snow. The neighborhood kids poured out into the street, sledding, throwing snowballs, and began making a snow woman. The grandfather looked at them from the window, looked and said to the woman:

Why, wife, you’re sitting thoughtfully, looking at other people’s guys, let’s go and have some fun in our old age, we’ll make a snow woman too.

And the old woman probably also had a happy hour. - Well, let's go outside, grandfather. But why should we sculpt a woman? Let's sculpt a daughter, Snow Maiden.

No sooner said than done.

The old people went to the garden and let's sculpt a snow daughter. They sculpted a daughter, inserted two blue beads instead of eyes, made two dimples on her cheeks, and made a mouth out of a scarlet ribbon. How beautiful is the snowy daughter Snegurochka! Grandfather and woman look at her - they can’t stop looking at her; they admire her - they can’t stop looking at her. And the Snow Maiden’s mouth smiles, her hair curls.

The Snow Maiden moved her legs and arms, moved from her place and walked through the garden to the hut.

Grandfather and woman seemed to have lost their minds - they were rooted to the spot.

Grandfather, - the woman screams, - yes, this is our living daughter, dear Snow Maiden! And she rushed into the hut... That was such joy!

The Snow Maiden is growing by leaps and bounds. Every day the Snow Maiden becomes more and more beautiful. Grandfather and woman will not look at her enough, they will not breathe enough. And the Snow Maiden is like a white snowflake, with eyes like blue beads, and a brown braid down to her waist. Only the Snow Maiden has no blush and not a speck of blood on her lips. And the Snow Maiden is so good!

Spring has come, it’s clear, the buds have swelled, the bees have flown into the field, the lark has begun to sing. All the guys are happy and happy, the girls are singing spring songs. But the Snow Maiden got bored, became sad, kept looking out the window, shedding tears.

So the red summer has come, the flowers have bloomed in the gardens, the grain is ripening in the fields...

The Snow Maiden frowns even more than ever, hides everything from the sun, would like to be in the shade and in the cold, and even better in the rain.

Grandfather and grandmother all gasp:

Are you well, daughter? - I'm healthy, grandma.

But she keeps hiding in a corner, she doesn’t want to go outside. Just once the girls gathered in the forest for berries - raspberries, blueberries, scarlet strawberries.

They began to invite the Snow Maiden with them:

Let's go, let's go, Snow Maiden!.. - Let's go, let's go, friend!.. The Snow Maiden doesn't want to go into the forest, the Snow Maiden doesn't want to go into the sun. And then the grandfather and grandmother say:

Go, go, Snow Maiden, go, go, baby, have fun with your friends.

The Snow Maiden took the box and went into the forest with her friends. Girlfriends walk through the forest, weave wreaths, dance in circles, and sing songs. And the Snow Maiden found a cold stream, sits next to it, looks into the water, wets her fingers in the fast water, plays with the drops, like pearls.

So evening has come. The girls played around, put wreaths on their heads, lit a fire from brushwood, and began jumping over the fire. The Snow Maiden doesn’t want to jump... Yes, her friends pestered her. The Snow Maiden approached the fire... She stood trembling, there was not a single blood in her face, her brown braid was falling apart... The girlfriends shouted:

Jump, jump, Snow Maiden!

The Snow Maiden ran and jumped...

It rustled over the fire, moaned pitifully, and the Snow Maiden was gone.

White steam stretched over the fire, curled into a cloud, and the cloud flew into the heights of heaven.

The Snow Maiden has melted...

Russian folktale

Every thing happens in the world, everything is said about in a fairy tale. Once upon a time there lived a grandfather and a woman. They had plenty of everything - a cow, a sheep, and a cat on the stove, but there were no children. They were very sad, they kept grieving. One day in winter there was knee-deep white snow. The neighborhood kids poured out into the street, sledding, throwing snowballs, and began making a snow woman. The grandfather looked at them from the window, looked and said to the woman:

Why, wife, you’re sitting thoughtfully, looking at other people’s guys, let’s go and have some fun in our old age, we’ll make a snow woman too.

And the old woman probably also had a happy hour. - Well, let's go outside, grandfather. But why should we sculpt a woman? Let's sculpt a daughter, Snow Maiden.

No sooner said than done.

The old people went to the garden and let's sculpt a snow daughter. They sculpted a daughter, inserted two blue beads instead of eyes, made two dimples on her cheeks, and made a mouth out of a scarlet ribbon. How beautiful is the snowy daughter Snegurochka! Grandfather and woman look at her - they can’t stop looking at her; they admire her - they can’t stop looking at her. And the Snow Maiden’s mouth smiles, her hair curls.

The Snow Maiden moved her legs and arms, moved from her place and walked through the garden to the hut.

Grandfather and woman seemed to have lost their minds - they were rooted to the spot.

Grandfather, - the woman screams, - yes, this is our living daughter, dear Snow Maiden! And she rushed into the hut... That was such joy!

The Snow Maiden is growing by leaps and bounds. Every day the Snow Maiden becomes more and more beautiful. Grandfather and woman will not look at her enough, they will not breathe enough. And the Snow Maiden is like a white snowflake, with eyes like blue beads, and a brown braid down to her waist. Only the Snow Maiden has no blush and not a speck of blood on her lips. And the Snow Maiden is so good!

Spring has come, it’s clear, the buds have swelled, the bees have flown into the field, the lark has begun to sing. All the guys are happy and happy, the girls are singing spring songs. But the Snow Maiden got bored, became sad, kept looking out the window, shedding tears.

So the red summer has come, flowers have bloomed in the gardens, bread is ripening in the fields...

The Snow Maiden frowns even more than ever, hides everything from the sun, would like to be in the shade and in the cold, and even better in the rain.

Grandfather and grandmother all gasp:

Are you well, daughter? - I'm healthy, grandma.

But she keeps hiding in a corner, she doesn’t want to go outside. Just once the girls gathered in the forest for berries - raspberries, blueberries, scarlet strawberries.

They began to invite the Snow Maiden with them:

Let's go, let's go, Snow Maiden!.. - Let's go, let's go, friend!.. The Snow Maiden doesn't want to go into the forest, the Snow Maiden doesn't want to go into the sun. And then the grandfather and grandmother say:

Go, go, Snow Maiden, go, go, baby, have fun with your friends.

The Snow Maiden took the box and went into the forest with her friends. Girlfriends walk through the forest, weave wreaths, dance in circles, and sing songs. And the Snow Maiden found a cold stream, sits next to it, looks into the water, wets her fingers in the fast water, plays with the drops, like pearls.

So evening has come. The girls played around, put wreaths on their heads, lit a fire from brushwood, and began jumping over the fire. The Snow Maiden doesn’t want to jump... Yes, her friends pestered her. The Snow Maiden approached the fire... She stood trembling, there was not a single blood in her face, her brown braid was falling apart... The girlfriends shouted:

Jump, jump, Snow Maiden!

The Snow Maiden ran and jumped...

It rustled over the fire, moaned pitifully, and the Snow Maiden was gone.

White steam stretched over the fire, curled into a cloud, and the cloud flew into the heights of heaven.

The Snow Maiden has melted...

You can either write your own.

In 1873, the famous Russian playwright A. N. Ostrovsky wrote the fairy-tale play “The Snow Maiden”. It is based on a plot from Russian folklore.

In the fairy tale “The Snow Maiden,” a childless grandfather and woman sculpted a daughter out of the snow, who suddenly came to life. They called her Snegurka. The girl lived with her adoptive parents until spring, and there her friends persuaded her to jump over the fire as usual. And the snow girl melted.

A. N. Ostrovsky significantly reworked the folk tale; he introduced many new characters, folklore and mythological, into the play. So the work became more complex, rich and lengthy.

New characters and entire scenes appeared in it:

1. Father Frost with his wife Vesna and their daughter Snegurochka.
2. The ancient people of the Berendei.
3. The ruler of this people.
4. Lel is a magical singer, the Slavic god of spring and love.
5. Mezgir the merchant and others.

Two storylines appeared in the play - Lel, who is trying to look after the Snow Maiden, and Mezgir, who leaves his own bride for the sake of this very Snow Maiden. The Snow Maiden cannot choose anyone because she does not know how to love, because she is the daughter of Frost. Then she asked for and received this ability. But it cost her her life.

Most memorable episode

What I remember most is when the Snow Maiden melts and no one can help her. A very sad and unreal ending. Usually in fairy tales it turns out that the love of the heroes conquers everything, but here it turned out the other way around. And although there is a statement that everything is correct, winter must give way to spring warmth, and the product of winter must melt, I feel sorry for the Snow Maiden.

Most liked episode

Since this is a bright and truly magical fairy tale, there are many interesting scenes there, it’s hard to even choose. Perhaps it was a national holiday when the Snow Maiden first came out to the Berendeys. The winter holiday with songs seemed so interesting to her that she wanted to stay with the people. And the Snow Maiden turned out to be interesting for the Berendeys. Somehow, the creature of Frost and ordinary people immediately found a common language. And it was thought that everything would be fine, as it should be in a fairy tale. But it didn’t work out.

Every thing happens in the world, everything is said about in a fairy tale. Once upon a time there lived a grandfather and a woman. They had plenty of everything - a cow, a sheep, and a cat on the stove, but there were no children. They were very sad, they kept grieving. One day in winter there was knee-deep white snow. The neighborhood kids poured out into the street, sledding, throwing snowballs, and began making a snow woman. The grandfather looked at them from the window, looked and said to the woman:

Why, wife, you’re sitting thoughtfully, looking at other people’s guys, let’s go and have some fun in our old age, we’ll make a snow woman too.

And the old woman probably also had a happy hour. - Well, let's go outside, grandfather. But why should we sculpt a woman? Let's sculpt a daughter, Snow Maiden.

No sooner said than done.

The old people went to the garden and let's sculpt a snow daughter. They sculpted a daughter, inserted two blue beads instead of eyes, made two dimples on her cheeks, and made a mouth out of a scarlet ribbon. How beautiful is the snowy daughter Snegurochka! Grandfather and woman look at her - they can’t stop looking at her; they admire her - they can’t stop looking at her. And the Snow Maiden’s mouth smiles, her hair curls.

The Snow Maiden moved her legs and arms, moved from her place and walked through the garden to the hut.

Grandfather and woman seemed to have lost their minds - they were rooted to the spot.

Grandfather, - the woman screams, - yes, this is our living daughter, dear Snow Maiden! And she rushed into the hut... That was such joy!

The Snow Maiden is growing by leaps and bounds. Every day the Snow Maiden becomes more and more beautiful. Grandfather and woman will not look at her enough, they will not breathe enough. And the Snow Maiden is like a white snowflake, with eyes like blue beads, and a brown braid down to her waist. Only the Snow Maiden has no blush and not a speck of blood on her lips. And the Snow Maiden is so good!

Spring has come, it’s clear, the buds have swelled, the bees have flown into the field, the lark has begun to sing. All the guys are happy and happy, the girls are singing spring songs. But the Snow Maiden got bored, became sad, kept looking out the window, shedding tears.

So the red summer has come, the flowers have bloomed in the gardens, the grain is ripening in the fields...

The Snow Maiden frowns even more than ever, hides everything from the sun, would like to be in the shade and in the cold, and even better in the rain.

Grandfather and grandmother all gasp:

Are you well, daughter? - I'm healthy, grandma.

But she keeps hiding in a corner, she doesn’t want to go outside. Just once the girls gathered in the forest for berries - raspberries, blueberries, scarlet strawberries.

They began to invite the Snow Maiden with them:

Let's go, let's go, Snow Maiden!.. - Let's go, let's go, friend!.. The Snow Maiden doesn't want to go into the forest, the Snow Maiden doesn't want to go into the sun. And then the grandfather and grandmother say:

Go, go, Snow Maiden, go, go, baby, have fun with your friends.

The Snow Maiden took the box and went into the forest with her friends. Girlfriends walk through the forest, weave wreaths, dance in circles, and sing songs. And the Snow Maiden found a cold stream, sits next to it, looks into the water, wets her fingers in the fast water, plays with the drops, like pearls.

So evening has come. The girls played around, put wreaths on their heads, lit a fire from brushwood, and began jumping over the fire. The Snow Maiden doesn’t want to jump... Yes, her friends pestered her. The Snow Maiden approached the fire... She stood trembling, there was not a single blood in her face, her brown braid was falling apart... The girlfriends shouted:

Jump, jump, Snow Maiden!

The Snow Maiden ran and jumped...

It rustled over the fire, moaned pitifully, and the Snow Maiden was gone.

White steam stretched over the fire, curled into a cloud, and the cloud flew into the heights of heaven.

The Snow Maiden has melted...