The story of the blue leaves. Oseeva valentina - blue leaves

blue leaves
V. Oseeva

Katya had two green pencils. But Lena has none. So Lena asks Katya:
- Give me a green pencil. And Katya says:
- I'll ask my mom.
Both girls come to school the next day. Lena asks:
Did your mom let you?
And Katya sighed and said:
- Mom allowed me, but I didn’t ask my brother.
“Well, ask your brother again,” Lena says.

Katya comes the next day.
- Nu that, allowed brother? - asks Lena.
- My brother allowed me, but I'm afraid you'll break your pencil.
- I'm careful, - says Lena. “Look,” Katya says, “don’t fix it, don’t press hard, don’t take it in your mouth.” Don't draw too much.
- I, - says Lena, - only need to draw leaves on the trees and green grass.
- This is a lot, - says Katya, and she frowns her eyebrows. And she made a disgusted face.

Lena looked at her and walked away. I didn't take a pencil. Katya was surprised, ran after her:
- Well, what are you? Take it!
- Don't, - replies Lena. In class, the teacher asks:
- Why do you, Lenochka, have blue leaves on the trees?
- No green pencil.
- Why didn't you take it from your girlfriend?
Lena is silent. And Katya blushed like a cancer and said:
I gave it to her, but she won't take it. The teacher looked at both:
You have to give so that you can take.

The work of the Soviet writer Valentina Alexandrovna Oseeva (1902-1969) is imbued with a great desire to teach children to distinguish between good and evil in their hearts, to give a true assessment of their actions. Each of her short stories deeply penetrates the soul of the reader, makes you think. Working as an educator of homeless children, V. Oseeva understood how important it is to nourish their souls with bright, kind thoughts and feelings, to give firm moral guidelines. It was for these difficult children that her first fairy tales and stories were written, which subsequently won the hearts of many young readers.

Kind and touching stories by Valentina Oseeva "The Magic Word", "Before the First Rain", "Blue Leaves", "Good" and many others have become classics of children's literature. The writer herself admits that she would like to help children learn to read and think about bad and good deeds. Indeed, her short stories give children examples of human relations, teach honesty, respect and love for people, sensitivity to those around us. In a fascinating way, using examples close to children, Oseeva helps her young readers understand what true friendship is, how you can hurt a person with a simple word, or vice versa, heal a person. In her stories-parables, the writer tells the children how to build relationships with their peers, how to solve emerging "childish" problems, which often seem unimportant to adults.

The works of V. Oseeva help to see that such diseases of the soul as selfishness, greed, anger and betrayal poison life more than external troubles. Written in an easy, interesting style, they will bring a lot of benefits to the child and enrich his inner world with good, bright impressions.

Valentina Oseeva

blue leaves

The sun is in the window

I am on the threshold.

How many paths

How many roads!

How many trees

How many bushes

Birds, insects,

Herbs and flowers!

How many blooms

lush fields,

motley butterflies,

Flies and bumblebees!

The sun is in the window

I am on the threshold.

How much work

For hands and feet!

Magic word

A little old man with a long gray beard was sitting on a bench and drawing something in the sand with an umbrella.

“Move over,” Pavlik told him and sat down on the edge.

The old man moved aside and, looking at the red, angry face of the boy, said:

- Has something happened to you?

- Well, okay! What about you? Pavlik squinted at him.

- Nothing for me. But now you were screaming, crying, quarreling with someone ...

- Still would! the boy growled angrily. “I will be running away from home soon.

- Will you run away?

- I'll run away! I’ll run away because of Lenka alone,” Pavlik clenched his fists. - I almost gave her a good time! Doesn't give any color! And how much she has!..

- Does not give? Well, that's why you shouldn't run away.

– Not only because of this. Grandmother drove me out of the kitchen for one carrot ... right with a rag, rag ...

Pavlik snorted in resentment.

- Rubbish! said the old man. - One will scold - the other will regret.

“No one takes pity on me! shouted Pavlik. - My brother is going to ride on a boat, but he won’t take me. I told him: “Take it better, anyway, I won’t leave you behind, I’ll drag the oars, I’ll climb into the boat myself!”

Pavlik thumped the bench with his fist. And suddenly he stopped.

“What, doesn’t your brother take you?”

- Why do you keep asking?

The old man smoothed out his long beard.

- I want to help you. There is a magic word...

Peacock opened his mouth.

- I'll tell you this word. But remember: you need to speak it in a quiet voice, looking straight into the eyes of the person you are talking to. Remember - in a quiet voice, looking straight into your eyes ...

- What is the word?

- It's a magic word. But don't forget how to say it.

“I’ll try,” Pavlik chuckled, “I’ll try right away.”

He jumped up and ran home.

Lena sat at the table and drew. Paints - green, blue, red - lay in front of her. Seeing Pavlik, she immediately raked them into a heap and covered them with her hand.

"Deceived old man! – with annoyance thought the boy. “Will such a person understand the magic word!”

Pavlik approached his sister sideways and pulled her by the sleeve. The sister looked back. Then, looking into her eyes, the boy said in a low voice:

– Lena, give me one paint… please…

Lena opened her eyes wide. Her fingers loosened, and, taking her hand off the table, she muttered in embarrassment:

- What do you want?

“A blue one for me,” Pavlik said timidly.

He took the paint, held it in his hands, walked around the room with it and gave it to his sister. He didn't need paint. He thought now only of the magic word.

"I'm going to my grandmother. She's just cooking. Drive or not?

Pavlik opened the door to the kitchen. The old woman was taking hot cakes off the baking sheet. The grandson ran up to her, turned his red wrinkled face with both hands, looked into her eyes and whispered:

“Give me a piece of pie…please.”

Grandma straightened up.

The magic word shone in every wrinkle, in the eyes, in the smile...

- Hot ... hot hot, my dear! - she said, choosing the best, ruddy pie.

Pavlik jumped for joy and kissed her on both cheeks.

"Wizard! Wizard!" he repeated to himself, remembering the old man.

At dinner, Pavlik sat hushed and listened to his brother's every word. When the brother said that he was going to go boating, Pavlik put his hand on his shoulder and quietly asked:

- Take me, please.

Everyone around the table went silent. The brother raised his eyebrows and chuckled.

“Take it,” said the sister suddenly. - What are you worth!

- Well, why not take it? Grandma smiled. - Of course, take it.

“Please,” Pavlik repeated.

The brother laughed out loud, patted the boy on the shoulder, tousled his hair.

- Oh, you traveler! Okay, get ready.

“Helped! Helped again!

Pavlik jumped out from behind the table and ran out into the street. But the old man was no longer in the square. The bench was empty, and only incomprehensible signs drawn by an umbrella remained on the sand.

Just an old lady

A boy and a girl were walking down the street. And ahead of them was an old woman. It was very slippery. The old woman slipped and fell.

- Hold my books! the boy shouted, handing the girl his briefcase, and rushed to the aid of the old woman.

When he returned, the girl asked him:

- Is that your grandmother?

“No,” the boy replied.

- Mother? - the girlfriend was surprised.

- Well, aunt? Or an acquaintance?

- No, no, no! the boy replied. - It's just an old woman.

Girl with a doll

Yura got on the bus and sat in the child's seat. Following Yura, a military man entered. Yura jumped up:

- Sit down please!

- Sit, sit! I'll sit here.

The military man sat behind Yura. An old woman came up the steps.

Yura wanted to offer her a place, but another boy beat him to it.

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

A girl entered from the front platform. She was clutching a tightly folded flannelette blanket, from which a lace cap protruded.

Yura jumped up:

- Sit down please!

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

The passengers laughed, and Yura blushed.

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

The military patted him on the shoulder approvingly.

- Nothing, nothing! The girl needs to give up her seat too! Yes, even a girl with a doll!

What day?

The grasshopper jumped up onto a hillock, warmed its green back in the sun, and, rubbing its paws, crackled:

– Pr-r-e-e-red day!

- Disgusting! said the earthworm, burrowing deeper into the dry earth.

- How! - jumped the grasshopper. - Not a single cloud in the sky. The sun shines so nicely. Everyone will say: beautiful day!

- No! Rain and muddy warm puddles - it's a beautiful day.

But the grasshopper did not agree with him.

"We'll ask a third," they decided.

At this time, the ant was dragging a pine needle on its back and stopped to rest.

“Tell me,” the grasshopper turned to him, “what day is it today: beautiful or disgusting?”

The ant wiped his sweat with his paw and said thoughtfully:

I will answer this question after sunset.

The grasshopper and the worm were surprised:

- Well, let's wait!

After sunset they came to a large anthill.

- Well, what day is it today, dear ant?

The ant pointed to the deep passages dug in the anthill, to the heaps of pine needles he had collected, and said:

- Today is a wonderful day! I did a good job and I can rest easy!

Chatterboxes

Three magpies sat on a branch and chatted so that the oak cracked and brushed off the talkers with its green branches.

Suddenly, a hare jumped out of the forest.

- Chatterbox girlfriends, hold your tongues. Don't tell the hunter where I am.

The hare sat down behind a bush. The magpies were silent.

Here comes the hunter. Unbearable for the first magpie. She twirled and flapped her wings.

- Kra-kra-kra! Convenient knot, but the tongue hurts!

The hunter looked up. The second magpie could not stand it either - it opened its beak wide:

- Kra-kra-kra! Talk!

The hunter looked around. The third magpie could not stand it either:

- T-rum! T-rum! Behind the bush!

The hunter shot into the bushes.

"Damn bastards!" - shouted the hare and rushed off as fast as he could.

The hunter did not catch up with him.

And the magpies were surprised for a long time:

- Why did the hare scold us?

kind hostess

There lived a girl. And she had a rooster. The cockerel will get up in the morning and sing:

- Ku-ka-re-ku! Good morning, mistress!

He will run up to the girl, peck crumbs from her hands, sit next to her on the mound. The multi-colored feathers are as if greased with oil, the scallop in the sun casts gold. It was a good rooster!

I once saw a girl with a neighbor chicken. She liked the chicken. She asks her neighbor:

- Give me the hen, and I'll give you my cockerel!

The cockerel heard, hung the comb to the side, lowered his head, but there was nothing to do - the hostess herself gives.

The neighbor agreed - she gave the chicken, the cockerel took it.

The girl became friends with the chicken. A fluffy chicken, warm, every day - a fresh testicle is laid.

- Where-where, my mistress! Eat an egg for health!

The girl will eat an egg, take a chicken on her knees, stroke her feathers, give her some water, treat her with millet. Only once a neighbor comes to visit with a duck. The girl liked the duck. She asks her neighbor:

- Give me your duck - I'll give you my chicken!

The hen heard, lowered her feathers, was sad, but there was nothing to do - the hostess herself gives.

The girl became friends with the duck. They go to the river to swim together. The girl swims - and the duck next to her.

- Tas-tas-tas, my mistress! Do not swim far - the bottom of the river is deep!

A girl will come out onto the bank - and a duck will follow her.

A neighbor comes along. Leads the puppy by the collar. The girl saw:

- Oh, what a cute puppy! Give me a puppy - take my duck!

The duck heard, flapped its wings, screamed, but there was nothing to do. A neighbor took it, put it under his arm and carried it away.

The girl stroked the puppy and said:

- I had a cockerel - I took a chicken for him; there was a chicken - I gave it for a duck; Now I traded a duck for a puppy!

The puppy heard this, tucked its tail, hid under the bench, and at night opened the door with its paw and ran away.

“I don’t want to be friends with such a hostess!” She does not know how to value friendship.

The girl woke up - she has no one!

Who is the dumbest?

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

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

Vanya looked to the right, looked to the left, lifted his head up. Boring!

He took it and pulled Tanya's pigtail.

Tanya got angry, wanted to hit Vanya back, but she sees that the boy is big and strong.

She kicked Barbos. Barbos squealed, offended, bared his teeth. I wanted to bite her, but Tanya is the mistress, you can’t touch her.

Barbos grabbed the duck Ustinya by the tail. The duck was alarmed, smoothed its feathers. She wanted to hit the chicken Boska with her beak, but changed her mind.

So Barbos asks her:

- Why don't you beat Boska, duck Ustinya? He is weaker than you.

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

“There are more stupid than me,” the dog says and points to Tanya.

Tanya heard.

“And there are more stupid than me,” she says, and looks at Vanya.

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

magic needle

Once upon a time there was Masha the needlewoman, and she had a magic needle. Masha sews a dress - the dress itself washes and irons. He will sew the tablecloth with gingerbread and sweets, lay it on the table, lo and behold - and indeed sweets appear on the table. Masha loved her needle, cherished it more than her eyes, and yet she did not save it. Once I went into the forest for berries and lost it. I searched, searched, searched all the grass - there is no needle. Mashenka sat down under a tree and started crying.

The Hedgehog took pity on the girl, got out of the mink and gave her his needle:

- Take it, Mashenka, maybe it will come in handy for you!

Masha thanked him, took the needle, and she herself thought: “I wasn’t like that.”

The main characters of the story "Blue Leaves" are two schoolgirls, Lena and Katya. Once Lena needed a green pencil to color the leaves and grass in the drawing. She knew that Katya had two of these pencils. But when Lena asked Katya for a green pencil, she said that she needed to ask her mother for permission.

When the next day Lena again turned her request to Katya, she was refused. Katya said that she still needed to ask permission from her brother. On the third day, Katya agreed to give Lena a green pencil, but immediately began to teach her how to use the pencil correctly so as not to damage it. And having learned that Lena was going to paint over a lot of leaves and grass in her drawing, Katya finally frowned.

After looking at Katya's reaction, Lena decided not to take her pencil and stepped aside. Katya offered her her pencil again, but Lena refused. At the lesson, the teacher noticed that in Lena's drawing, the leaves are painted in blue. He began to find out why the girl chose that color? Upon learning that Lena did not have a green pencil, the teacher was surprised, asking why she did not ask her friend for a pencil. Katya hurried to tell the teacher that she offered Lena to take a pencil, but she refused.

Looking at both girls, the teacher said that help should be offered in a way that would not have to be refused.

This is the summary of the story.

The main idea of Oseeva's story "Blue Leaves" is that true friends should help each other sincerely and disinterestedly. Katya took so long to decide whether to give her friend a pencil that Lena was eventually forced to refuse her help. The story teaches not to be greedy and to help friends and relatives.

In the story, I liked Lena, who, realizing that it was a pity for her friend to give her a pencil, decided that it was easier to refuse Katya's help and paint the leaves in the drawing in blue than to listen to reproaches and moralizing from Lena later.

What proverbs are suitable for the story "Blue Leaves"?

You can't beg for snow like this in winter.
The miser closes tightly, but rarely treats.

Valentina Alexandrovna Oseeva

Blue leaves. Tales and stories

stories

blue leaves

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

Give me a green pencil.

And Katya says:

- I'll ask my mom.

Both girls come to school the next day. Lena asks:

Did your mom let you?

And Katya sighed and said:

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

“Well, ask your brother again,” Lena says.

Katya comes the next day.

Well, did your brother let you? Lena asks.

- My brother allowed me, but I'm afraid you will break the pencil.

“I’m being careful,” Lena says.

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

- I, - says Lena, - only need to draw leaves on the trees and green grass.

“That's a lot,” says Katya, and she furrows her eyebrows. And she made a disgusted face.

Lena looked at her and walked away. I didn't take a pencil. Katya was surprised, ran after her:

- Well, what are you? Take it!

“No need,” Lena replies.

In class, the teacher asks:

- Why do you, Lenochka, have blue leaves on the trees?

- There is no green pencil.

“Why didn’t you take it from your girlfriend?”

Lena is silent. And Katya blushed like a cancer and said:

I gave it to her, but she won't take it.

The teacher looked at both:

You have to give so that you can take.

Magic word

A little old man with a long gray beard was sitting on a bench and drawing something in the sand with an umbrella.

“Move over,” Pavlik told him and sat down on the edge.

The old man moved aside and, looking at the red, angry face of the boy, said:

- Has something happened to you?

- Well, okay! What about you? Pavlik squinted at him.

- Nothing for me. But now you were screaming, crying, quarreling with someone ...

- Still would! the boy growled angrily. “I will be running away from home soon.

- Will you run away?

- I'll run away! Because of one Lenka I will run away. Peacock clenched his fists. - I almost gave her a good time! Doesn't give any color! And how many!

- Does not give? Well, that's why you shouldn't run away.

– Not only because of this. Grandmother drove me out of the kitchen for one carrot ... right with a rag, rag ...

Pavlik snorted in resentment.

- Rubbish! said the old man. - One will scold, the other will regret.

Pavlik thumped the bench with his fist. And suddenly he stopped.

“What, doesn’t your brother take you?”

- Why do you keep asking?

The old man smoothed out his long beard.

- I want to help you. There is a magic word...

Peacock opened his mouth.

- What is the word?

- It's a magic word. But don't forget how to say it.

“I’ll try,” Pavlik chuckled, “I’ll try right away.” He jumped up and ran home.

Lena sat at the table and drew. Paints - green, blue, red - lay in front of her. Seeing Pavlik, she immediately raked them into a heap and covered them with her hand.

"Deceived old man! – with annoyance thought the boy. “Will such a person understand the magic word!”

Pavlik approached his sister sideways and pulled her by the sleeve. The sister looked back. Then, looking into her eyes, the boy said in a low voice:

– Lena, give me one paint… please…

Lena opened her eyes wide. Her fingers loosened, and, taking her hand off the table, she muttered in embarrassment:

- What do you want?

“A blue one for me,” Pavlik said timidly. He took the paint, held it in his hands, walked around the room with it and gave it to his sister. He didn't need paint. He thought now only of the magic word.

"I'm going to my grandmother. She's just cooking. Drive or not?

Pavlik opened the door to the kitchen. The old woman was taking hot cakes off the baking sheet.

The grandson ran up to her, turned his red wrinkled face with both hands, looked into her eyes and whispered:

“Give me a piece of pie…please.”

Grandma straightened up.

The magic word shone in every wrinkle, in the eyes, in the smile.

- Hot ... hot hot, my dear! - she said, choosing the best, ruddy pie.

Pavlik jumped for joy and kissed her on both cheeks.

"Wizard! Wizard!" he repeated to himself, remembering the old man.

At dinner, Pavlik sat hushed and listened to his brother's every word. When the brother said that he was going to go boating, Pavlik put his hand on his shoulder and quietly asked:

- Take me, please.

Everyone around the table went silent. The brother raised his eyebrows and chuckled.

“Take it,” said the sister suddenly. - What are you worth!

- Well, why not take it? Grandma smiled. - Of course, take it.

“Please,” Pavlik repeated.

The brother laughed out loud, patted the boy on the shoulder, tousled his hair:

- Oh, you traveler! Okay, get going!

“Helped! Helped again!

Grandmother and granddaughter

Mom brought Tanya a new book.

Mom said:

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

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

Tanya read, grandmother listened, and mother praised both:

- That's how clever you are!

Two boys were standing outside under the clock and talking.

- I did not solve the example, because it was with brackets, - Yura justified himself.

- And I because there were very large numbers, - said Oleg.

– We can solve it together, we still have time!

The clock on the street showed half past one.

“We have half an hour,” Yura said. – During this time, the pilot can carry passengers from one city to another.

- And my uncle, the captain, managed to load the entire crew into the boats in twenty minutes during the shipwreck.

- What - for twenty! .. - Yura said businesslike. “Sometimes five or ten minutes mean a lot. You just need to take into account every minute.

- And here's the case! During one match...

The boys remembered many interesting cases.

“But I know…” Oleg suddenly stopped and looked at his watch. - Exactly two!

Yura gasped.

- Let's run! Yura said. We were late for school!

- What about an example? – scared asked Oleg.

Yura just waved his hand as he ran.

Rex and Cupcake

Slava and Vitya sat on the same desk.

The boys were very friendly and helped each other as much as they could. Vitya helped Slava solve problems, and Slava made sure that Vitya wrote the words correctly and did not stain his notebooks with blots. One day they had a big argument:

“Our director has a big dog, her name is Rex,” Vitya said.

“Not Rex, but Cupcake,” Slava corrected him.

No, Rex!

- No, Keks!

The boys quarreled. Vitya went to another desk. The next day, Slava did not solve the homework problem, and Vitya gave the teacher a sloppy notebook. A few days later, things went even worse: both boys received a deuce. And then they found out that the director's dog was called Ralph.

“Then we have nothing to fight about!” Slava rejoiced.

“Of course, not because of anything,” Vitya agreed.

Both boys sat down on the same desk again.

“Here's Rex, here's Cupcake. Nasty dog, we grabbed two deuces because of her! And just think about what people quarrel about! ..

Labor warms

Firewood was brought to the boarding school.

Nina Ivanovna said:

- Put on sweaters, we will carry firewood.

The boys ran to get dressed.

“Maybe give them a better coat?” - said the nanny. Today is a cold autumn day!

- No no! the guys shouted. - We will work hard! We will be hot!

- Certainly! smiled Nina Ivanovna. We'll be hot! After all, work warms!

Yurik woke up in the morning. Looked out the window. The sun is shining. The money is good.

And the boy wanted to do something good himself.

Here he sits and thinks:

“What if my little sister was drowning and I saved her!”