A squirrel played with a hedgehog in the evening, she told him. At the edge of the forest, a hedgehog and a squirrel play hide and seek
Anna Bogacheva.
NOT A HEDGEHOG.
Characters:
Little hedgehog,
Jerzykha's mother,
Magic stump,
Forest animals and birds.
HEDGEHOG (drives, counts loudly). I count to five
I can't until ten...
The squirrel runs back and forth, looking for a better place to hide.
HEDGEHOG. One two three four five!
A squirrel is hiding in a tree.
HEDGEHOG. I'm going to look! Ready or not, here I come!
The hedgehog looks for a squirrel in the grass, under a snag, and looks under a bush. The squirrel becomes funny and starts giggling. The hedgehog lifts its head and looks up.
HEDGEHOG. Finally found! I thought that you ran home...
SQUIRREL (jumped down). Is it true? (laughs)
HEDGEHOG. Well, maybe you’re tired of playing... with me... suddenly...
SQUIRREL. I will never get tired of playing! Don't worry!
HEDGEHOG. You are so funny!
SQUIRREL. You are funny!
SQUIRREL. Let's hide, and I'll look.
HEDGEHOG. I’ll hide... So I’ll hide! You won't find it!
SQUIRREL (turns to the tree trunk, shouts out a rhyme).
The hare was running through the swamp,
He was looking for a job...
A hedgehog is hiding under a Christmas tree. A hare appears at the edge of the forest.
SQUIRREL. He didn't find a job...
The hare approaches the squirrel, he is unhappy.
SQUIRREL. He burst into tears and left! I'm going to look!
The squirrel turns and sees a hare in front of him.
SQUIRREL. Oh! Hare?
HARE. Didn't understand.
SQUIRREL. Hello bunny...
HARE. Why am I crying, huh?
SQUIRREL. That's not you! It's just a counting rhyme.
HARE. Somehow I haven’t heard such a rhyme before.
SQUIRREL. She's old. My grandmother taught me.
HARE. Well, well... grandma, you say?
SQUIRREL. We're actually playing with a hedgehog here.
HARE. With whom?
SQUIRREL. With a hedgehog.
HARE. Are you playing?
SQUIRREL. Yeah! Hide-and-seek! Funny! (jumps)
HARE. They're having fun...
SQUIRREL (looks for a hedgehog, jumping on branches). Hedgehog?! Cuckoo!?
HARE. Hedgehog peek-a-boo?
SQUIRREL. Hare, come hide and seek with us!
HARE. With you? Well I do not know…
SQUIRREL. What is there to know? This is a game!
The hedgehog sneezes.
SQUIRREL. Be healthy, hedgehog! (looks under the spruce branches) So I found you!
HEDGEHOG (gets out of his hiding place). Hello hare! You should drive.
HARE. Just not hide and seek.
SQUIRREL. Then let's catch up! Chur, you're a blunder! (pats the hare on the back and runs away squealing) The hare is a blunder! The hare is a blunder!
HARE (catches up with the hedgehog and slaps him on the back). Oh! Oh oh oh! I forgot that you are prickly!
HEDGEHOG. Hurt? Is it true?
A squirrel runs up to the hedgehog, touches its spines on its back, and checks it out.
SQUIRREL. And it doesn't hurt at all!
HARE (reluctantly agrees). It doesn't hurt. But... it's unpleasant. Ugh. How do you live with these thorns?
HEDGEHOG. Don't know. I somehow got used to it.
SQUIRREL. I'm used to it, that's all!
HARE. Terrible, in my opinion. It's different when there is fluffy fur on the back. Touch it yourself.
The hare points to its back. The squirrel is jumping around, impatient to continue playing.
HEDGEHOG (touches, sighs). I'm not like that.
SQUIRREL. Like this - not like this... what's the difference?! Let's run!
HARE. Squirrel! What are you doing?
SQUIRREL. I want to play!
HARE. With whom? With him?
HEDGEHOG. We played…
HARE. Squirrel! Think carefully.
SQUIRREL. Thinking is boring. Running is fun!
HARE. Personally, I don't play with this thorn anymore. I don’t advise you either, squirrel.
SQUIRREL. Why?
HARE. Because he's a thorn.
HEDGEHOG (guilty). Am I a thorn?
SQUIRREL. So what!
HARE (grabs the squirrel by the paw). Squirrel, understand, furry animals must stick together.
SQUIRREL (whispers). Is this game so new?
HARE (to the hedgehog). Don't follow us! Understood?
HEDGEHOG. Are you not playing with me anymore?
HARE (takes the squirrel aside). Furry animals should stay away from thorns!
HEDGEHOG (calls). Squirrel?!
HARE (whispers). We don't play with him!
SQUIRREL (whispers). Who are we playing with?
HARE. Only with fluffy ones. (Leads the squirrel to another clearing.)
The hedgehog snorts and puffs offendedly.
HEDGEHOG. Fluffy clouds. Fluffy dandelions. Fluffy squirrel and hare... Good for them.
A small prickly hedgehog hid under a prickly tree. Only now no one is looking for him.
HEDGEHOG (to himself). One, two, three, four, five... Who will look for me? Who needs me so... unpleasant... (sobs)
The hedgehog gets out of its hiding place and wipes its eyes. He stands in thought near the Christmas tree. Looks at her.
HEDGEHOG. All trees have leaves. Why are you prickly?
He touches the thorns on a spruce branch, first carefully, then more confidently, then hits the branch with force with his paw. Cries out in pain. Runs away.
The hedgehog sighs, shakes his head, and continues cleaning.
The hedgehog sadly trudges along the forest path, he is so sad and lonely that he can barely move his paws.
He stops on the shore of a small forest lake. He looks at his reflection in the water for a long time. He turns sideways and looks over his shoulder.
HEDGEHOG. From head to toe, my whole back is covered in thorns, no matter how you turn it...
Pause.
CROW (after thinking). Don't worry, hedgehog! Do you know a strawberry meadow?
HEDGEHOG. Near the spring?
CROW. There is a big stump there. They say he's magical.
HEDGEHOG. Big stump? I saw him!
CROW. They say you need to climb on it, whisper your wish, jump down - and it will come true.
HEDGEHOG (jumps for joy). Climb - say - jump! Climb - say - jump! I ran! Thank you, crow!
The hedgehog runs so fast that the wind whistles in his ears. Well, here it is - the magic stump! The hedgehog climbs on top of him and puffs.
HEDGEHOG. Now... now... Now I will become the fluffiest and happiest hedgehog in the world!
The hedgehog touches his ears.
HARE. Exactly. Not ears, but some... two wicks.
The hedgehog runs away.
SQUIRREL. Hey, where are you going?
HARE. He's kind of strange.
The hedgehog suddenly returns.
HEDGEHOG (breathing heavily). I was running and running and thought, what about the rest?
SQUIRREL. What else?
HEDGEHOG. Everything else. Paws, nose, tail... Maybe they should be replaced too? Or leave...
HARE (scratching the back of his head). So so so… (walks around the hedgehog)
SQUIRREL (repeats everything after the hare). So-so!
HARE (examines the hedgehog very meticulously, shaking his head every now and then). I don’t even know what to do with you...
SQUIRREL. I came up with an idea! I came up with an idea! I know! He needs a big fluffy tail! (demonstrates his)
HEDGEHOG. Do you think it will be good?
SQUIRREL. Just be sure to be red!
HEDGEHOG. I understand.
HARE. Don't forget about your ears!
HEDGEHOG (repeats while running). Bunny ears, squirrel tail, bunny ears (runs, stumbles, falls, runs again) squirrel ears, bunny tail... Oh! No, on the contrary! Bunny ears!..
The hedgehog runs away.
Now he doesn’t run, but slowly and importantly strides along the forest path, singing “tra-la-la.” He shakes his head, ears fluttering in time with his steps. The hedgehog looks back at his tail every now and then, very unusually.
HEDGEHOG (squinting with pleasure). Tra-la-la-la...
In a clearing, a hare and a squirrel are playing blind man's buff. The squirrel's eyes are blindfolded with a ribbon and she is driving. A hedgehog approaches them. Noticing an unusual animal, the hare gets scared and, just in case, hides behind a bush. The hedgehog approaches the squirrel.
SQUIRREL (hugs the hedgehog). Gotcha! Bunny!
HEDGEHOG (laughs, he is ticklish). I'm not a bunny.
SQUIRREL (feels his ears). I recognized you by your ears. No need to cheat.
HEDGEHOG (puffs offendedly). And I'm not lying.
A crow appears.
CROW (circles over the hedgehog). Look! Look! All come here! Look! Here he is! Here he is - a miracle beast! In our forest! First! All come here! Here!
The hedgehog shrugs.
HEDGEHOG. Strange. And my mother said that it is impossible to please everyone.
CROW. Anything is possible if you are a miracle animal!
The animals begin to quarrel.
Why are you pushing?
Move away!
Go away yourself!
What are you doing?
They're not talking to you!
HEDGEHOG. Oh! No need!
CROW. He's so humble!
HEDGEHOG. Stop pinching me! Oh please! I'm not a miracle beast! I'm just a hedgehog!
SQUIRREL. You are not a hedgehog!
HARE. He's not a hedgehog!
CROW. He is a miracle beast!
- Hedgehog?
Not a hedgehog!
But he looks like a hedgehog!
Doesn't look like it at all!
Hurry up to the hare!
To the squirrel!
Or maybe for a muskrat?.. Exactly! Muskrat!
The hedgehog runs away.
SQUIRREL. Where are you going, miracle beast?
HARE. He's strange.
SQUIRREL. Not strange, but wonderful!
CROW. Not wonderful, but wonderful!
Animals and birds shout vying with each other:
Hey! Where are you going?
Wait, miracle beast!
Stump is silent.
HEDGEHOG (sits on the grass). Are you probably tired of me already? I've changed so many times today that I think I've forgotten what I was like when I was a hedgehog. Now everyone seems to like me. Everyone around me is dancing in circles. Yes. Just, you know what, stump? Right here (hedgehog presses his paw to his chest) somehow not good, unhappy. On the contrary, it’s sad. I no longer know what I want and what wish I should make... Can I just sit here?
Pause. The hedgehog listens.
HEDGEHOG. “Knock-knock, knock-knock, knock-knock, knock-knock...” Nothing is clear. How to listen to him? I don't know.
A crow arrives.
CROW. Hey, no one with a tail and ears ran around here?
HEDGEHOG. Do you need a miracle beast?
CROW. Where is he?
HEDGEHOG. He disappeared.
CROW. How?!
MAGICAL STUMP. Miraculously!
CROW. ABOUT! Miracle stump! Real! Speaking!
The hedgehog laughs.
CROW (to the hedgehog). Why are you so cheerful?
HEDGEHOG. I thought everything would be difficult. But the heart has very simple answers. Even a no brainer!
A curtain.
Anna Bogacheva.
NOT A HEDGEHOG.
Characters:
Little hedgehog,
Jerzykha's mother,
Magic stump,
Forest animals and birds.
At the edge of the forest, a hedgehog and a squirrel are playing hide and seek.
HEDGEHOG (drives, counts loudly). I count to five
I can't until ten...
Nursery rhymes have been created by mothers, grandmothers, and nannies over the years. The folk genre helps to distract the child and introduce him to the world around him in a playful way. Nursery rhymes are used to put the baby to sleep. When a child hears familiar lines, he immediately falls asleep.
Pussy, pussy, pussy, scat!
Don't sit on the path:
Our baby will go and fall through her pussy!..
Cockerel, cockerel,
golden comb,
Oil head,
Silk beard,
Don't you let the kids sleep?
Bunny, bunny, jump and hop,
He ran across the bridge.
I quickly got into the garden,
And I picked carrots there.
Chick-chick-chick my chickens,
They came running without looking back.
Delicious grains to peck,
Nibble delicious grass.
Our puppy lived at the gate,
I did everything the other way around
I slept at home all day,
At night I played with mice.
Sun, sun, rise
And wake up the calf.
In a field, near a stream,
His friends are waiting for him in the morning.
A horse walks along the bank,
Black on green.
He waves his little head,
Shakes his mane,
The golden bridle rattles.
All the rings are a bang, a bang!
They are golden - tinkle, tinkle!
Goslings lived by the river,
Very friendly guys.
They swam and played in the river,
And they caught up with each other.
Swallow, swallow,
Dear swallow,
Where were you,
What did you come with?
- I’ve been overseas,
I got the spring.
I carry it, I carry it
Spring is red.
Piglets at dawn
They slept quietly in the yard.
In the morning they went to the garden,
They found apples in the grass.
The squirrel played with the hedgehog
In the evening she told him:
- Goodbye, I have to go.
We'll see you tomorrow morning.
The bees treated the bear,
Honey was poured into the barrel.
The bear thanked the bees
To them - Thank you! - said.
There are two kids in the garden
Treated the pig:
- Here’s the cabbage, don’t be shy!
Cheers! Help yourself!
Chick-chirp two sparrows,
On the path by the stream.
Jumped and galloped
They flew over the water.
The ducklings came to the river,
They see rings on the water.
They jumped into the river, and suddenly,
The circle ran like a wave.
A chicken walks around the garden bed
“Ko-ko-ko,” the chicken calls. –
Near the zucchini leaves
I found you a worm."
“Peep-pee-pee,” the chickens squeal. –
One is not enough for us!”
The duck quacks: “Quack, quack!
I have the best voice!”
“Ha-ha-ha,” the goose answered her, “
There is no bird louder than a goose!”
Sparrow is a mischief maker:
Chick-chirp and chick-chirp!
And to him crows from the roof:
“Kar-kar-kar! Can't be quieter.
The foal gallops briskly,
The tail bounces like a ball.
Slowly next to him
Mother horse waves her mane.
Piglets with mother pig
They wash their pink backs,
Piglets bathe together
And frolic in a warm puddle.
It was a cold and harsh winter; There were severe frosts at night, the winds were blowing, and the snow was visibly and invisibly. There were such drifts of loose snow all around that not only small animals, but even a wolf and a fox could not get anywhere, they got stuck in the snow. However, the little animals were only happy about this; you could look outside without fear of being eaten by a fox.
The hedgehog lived in his house, which was located under the roots of a large spruce tree growing alone on the edge of the forest. His house was large: with several rooms, a kitchen, a hallway, and a storage room. The house had two exits. One went underground and led out to the edge of the forest, and the second was inside a thick tree trunk and led out to a large lower branch of a spruce tree. The hedgehog could always get out to the edge of the forest or onto a tree. Both exits were covered with strong doors so that no predator could get into the house. There were also many small windows in the house through which fresh air came in from the street.
One day, somewhere in the middle of winter, severe frosts struck. So strong and harsh that it was scary to go out into the street, you could immediately freeze your nose. At such times, Hedgehog usually sat in his warm hole and drank tea from the samovar. And that evening he flooded the samovar, took out all sorts of sweets from the cupboard: jam, sweets, and began to drink tea from currant leaves. A strong wind was blowing outside; it could be heard even in Hedgehog’s cozy house.
Suddenly, Hedgehog thought that someone was rustling outside the door. The hedgehog stood up and listened, but heard nothing. It was probably the wind. As soon as Hedgehog sat back in his chair to continue drinking tea, some rustling and knocking was heard again. The hedgehog was scared at first; he thought it was a Fox or a Wolf sneaking around his house. Slowly making his way along the corridor to the door that looked out onto a spruce branch, the Hedgehog listened.
- Who's there? - he asked loudly.
In response, some kind of knocking was heard again, and then the sound was barely heard:
- It's me - Be-be-squirrel.
The hedgehog opened the door and saw a squirrel sitting on a branch, it was completely frozen; Icicles hung from her fur, her nose was blue, and her paws were curled from the cold. Her teeth were chattering, and she could hardly say anything.
“Why are you sitting here,” the Hedgehog hurried, “come home quickly, otherwise you’ll freeze completely!” - He grabbed Belka, who, it seemed, could no longer walk from the cold, and dragged her into his house.
The hedgehog sat the guest in a chair and wrapped her in a duvet. Soon, she began to warm up a little. The hedgehog poured her hot tea and gave her raspberry jam.
“Help yourself,” suggested the Hedgehog, “or you won’t get sick for long.” You need to warm up well.
“Thank you,” Belka was finally able to say.
“Why did you,” asked the Hedgehog, “go outside in such cold weather?”
- I had to. - Belka answered with a sigh. - I live in my hollow, and it’s located almost at the very top of this spruce tree. It’s good at my house, spruce branches cover the hollow from the wind, so it’s warm and cozy there. But the last few days there had been such severe frosts and the wind was blowing so hard that even the shaggy spruce branches could not help. My house began to get drafty, and soon it became completely cold. I wanted to move to another place where it wasn’t blowing so hard, but there was so much snow that I couldn’t reach another tree, and I couldn’t jump on the branches, it was too far. I had to go down to the lower branches to hide a little from the wind. Thank you, Hedgehog, for letting me go home, otherwise I would have frozen there on the branch.
“Please,” Hedgehog answered her, “I wouldn’t leave anyone to freeze on the threshold of my house in such frost.” “Here’s what,” he came up with, “stay with me until the severe frosts end, and then move to your place, back to the hollow.”
Squirrel was very happy about Hedgehog’s offer. They began to live together. They had enough space, and now it was more fun. A couple of days later, when the wind died down a little, Squirrel dragged some of the supplies from her hollow: nuts, dried mushrooms and apples. When the severe frosts completely ended, Belka moved back to her hollow.
- Thank you, Hedgehog, for helping me in trouble. - She thanked her friend, saying goodbye.
“You’re welcome,” answered the Hedgehog, who was a little sorry to part with Belka. - Come visit sometime.
“I’ll definitely come,” Belka answered, “but not soon, there will be a lot to do now; You need to put the hollow in order, heat it, otherwise it’s completely frozen and damp.
And again the Hedgehog lived alone. At first he was bored, he even regretted that the frosts were not so severe now. The squirrel returned to its hollow and set about housekeeping. During her absence, the entire hollow was covered with snow, it became damp, and icicles hung all around. The squirrel cleared the hollow of snow, icicles and frost, lit the stove, warmed up her entire house, and it became better than before. The supplies were all preserved, and soon Belka forgot about her adventures and lived an ordinary life.
The rest of the winter passed without major shocks: the frosts were not severe, there was a lot of snow and almost no wind.
Spring came only at the end of March, but it immediately became warm. The snow was melting quickly, and the sound of water was constantly heard around. The squirrel ran out of its hollow several times a day and, jumping on the branches, examined the surroundings. It seemed as if the forest had turned into a big river; Streams gurgled all around and icicles dripped.
One day, Belka was sitting at home during the day and admiring the play of sunbeams in the green branches of a spruce tree. Suddenly, she heard someone climbing her tree. The squirrel was scared at first; she thought it might be a marten or a snake. Carefully, Squirrel looked out of the hollow and saw her friend Hedgehog on the lower branch. He was all raw.
“Hello, Hedgehog,” Belka said joyfully. “I didn’t even know that hedgehogs can climb trees.”
“I didn’t know either,” answered the Hedgehog, “until my house was completely flooded.” I thought that the water would not reach my hole, but that was not the case. Everything was washed away, I barely managed to get out of the house. I managed to get out, but there was nowhere to go, there was water all around, so I climbed up a tree higher.
“Climb into my hollow quickly, otherwise you’ll fall into the water,” Squirrel became worried, noticing that the Hedgehog’s paws were shaking from fatigue.
The hedgehog, sniffling, barely climbed into the hollow next to Belka. There she wrapped him in a warm, dry blanket and gave him hot linden honey.
“Hm-yes,” Hedgehog sighed, having warmed up a little and dried out, “how will I get home now?” My house was flooded, water was all around.
“You stay with me for now,” Belka suggested, “I have a place.” And where should you go, there’s water all around?
Hedgehog stayed with Belka. During the day he helped her with the housework, and in the evenings they drank tea, sitting at the entrance to the hollow, and listened to the sound of water in the forest. When the water subsided and the earth dried up, the Hedgehog went down to his hole. He had to work hard to put everything in order, and Belka helped him with everything.
Since then, Hedgehog and Belka became good friends and often helped each other. They went out to pick mushrooms and berries together, and dried apples together. Sometimes they went to visit each other, but more often Belka came to Hedgehog, because he was afraid to climb a tree. On cold winter evenings, they often remembered how boring it used to be to live apart, and were glad that they were now together.
Adventure is an interesting thing. But where to find them, adventures? The squirrel and the hedgehog found an adventure completely by accident...
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Once upon a time there lived a hedgehog and a squirrel. They couldn’t be called big adventure lovers, but sometimes they wanted some adventure to happen.
One day, as usual, they met at an old pine stump. Each of them was thinking about what they should do now.
- Let's play laughing games! - suggested the hedgehog.
“Come on,” the squirrel agreed. And she was the first to come up with a funny story about how a magpie built castles in the air, and a quail looked for them. And she was very angry that she couldn’t find them. And the owl laughed for a long time at the quail; he told her that building castles in the air means dreaming about something that will never happen, fantasizing.
“Good story,” the hedgehog praised.
He also began to compose some kind of laughing joke, but suddenly he saw some object on the tubercle. It turned out to be someone's hat.
“It’s a good hat,” said the hedgehog and decided to try it on.
The squirrel was admiring the sun at that time and did not immediately notice that the hedgehog had disappeared. When she called the hedgehog, no one responded.
-Where did the hedgehog go? – she was perplexed. — He put on some kind of hat and disappeared.
- What types of hats are there? – the squirrel began to remember. – Winter, summer, knitted, yeah, there are also magical ones. Since the hedgehog disappeared, it means the hat was magic. “This is an invisibility hat,” the squirrel guessed.
- How can I find a hedgehog now?
Before lunch, she walked and wandered around an old pine stump, but the hedgehog did not appear. But finally, someone quietly tugged at her tail. It was a hedgehog.
“I made a glorious journey,” he boasted. – I spied where the wolf cubs’ football field is, where the bear cub hides honey, where Zoya the bee lives. No one noticed me wearing an invisibility hat.
The squirrel listened to the hedgehog, but said that the invisibility cap should be returned to its owner.
- Whose hat is this? - asked the hedgehog.
“I don’t know,” answered the squirrel, “I think Baba Yaga knows.”
The animals headed to the house on chicken legs, where Baba Yaga lived. Baba Yaga said that this was not her hat, and that the found item should be handed over to the Lost and Lost Bureau, which is run by the wise owl. The owl will figure out who is the owner of the hat.
The hedgehog and the squirrel went to look for the owl. She took the invisibility cap in her paws, twisted and turned it and gave it back to the animals.
“Play with her until evening, and then hand her over to me, at the Lost and Lost Bureau,” said the owl.
Who doesn't want to play with an invisible hat? Anyone will agree. The animals tried it on until the evening, then disappeared, then reappeared, and then handed it over to the Lost and Lost Bureau.
A large round moon has already appeared in the sky. She shone the light on the hedgehog and the squirrel so that they could safely get to their homes. The animals slept soundly that night. They had magical dreams about the invisibility hat.
Magical dreams to you too, my friend.