Summary of the bear and the mosquito. A fairy tale about Komar Komarovich - a long nose and about furry Misha - a short tail
Saying bye-bye-bye...
One of Alyonushka’s eyes (the writer’s daughter - Ed.) is sleeping, the other is watching; One ear of Alyonushka is sleeping, the other is listening.
Sleep, Alyonushka, sleep, beauty, and dad will tell fairy tales. It seems that everyone is here: the Siberian cat Vaska, the shaggy village dog Postoiko, the gray Little Mouse, the Cricket behind the stove, the motley Starling in a cage, and the bully Rooster.
Sleep, Alyonushka, now the fairy tale begins. The high moon is already looking out the window; over there the sideways hare hobbled on his felt boots; the wolf's eyes glowed with yellow lights; Mishka bear sucks his paw. Old Sparrow flew up to the window itself, knocked his nose on the glass and asked: how soon? Everyone is here, everyone is assembled, and everyone is waiting for Alyonushka’s fairy tale.
One of Alyonushka’s eyes is asleep, the other is watching; One ear of Alyonushka is sleeping, the other is listening. Bye-bye-bye...
I It happened at midday, when all the mosquitoes hid from the heat in the swamp. Komar Komarovich - his long nose snuggled under a wide leaf and fell asleep. He sleeps and hears a desperate cry:
Oh, fathers!.. oh, carraul!..
Komar Komarovich jumped out from under the sheet and also shouted:
What happened?.. What are you yelling at?
And the mosquitoes fly, buzz, squeak - you can’t make out anything.
Oh, fathers!.. A bear came to our swamp and fell asleep. As soon as he lay down in the grass, he immediately crushed five hundred mosquitoes, and as soon as he breathed, he swallowed a whole hundred. Oh, trouble, brothers! We barely managed to get away from him, otherwise he would have crushed everyone...
Komar Komarovich - the long nose - immediately became angry; I was angry with both the bear and the stupid mosquitoes that squeaked to no avail.
Hey you, stop squeaking! - he shouted. - Now I’ll go and drive away the bear... It’s very simple! And you are only yelling in vain...
Komar Komarovich became even more angry and flew away. Indeed, there was a bear lying in the swamp. He climbed into the thickest grass, where mosquitoes had lived since time immemorial, lay down and sniffed through his nose, only a whistle sounded, as if someone was playing a trumpet. What a shameless creature!.. He climbed into someone else’s place, destroyed so many mosquito souls in vain, and still sleeps so sweetly!
Hey, uncle, where have you gone? - Komar Komarovich shouted throughout the forest, so loudly that even he himself became scared.
Furry Misha opened one eye - no one was visible, opened the other eye - he barely saw that a mosquito was flying right over his nose.
What do you need, buddy? - Misha grumbled and also began to get angry. Well, I just settled down to rest, and then some scoundrel squeaks.
Hey, go away in good health, uncle!..
Misha opened both eyes, looked at the impudent man, sniffed and became completely angry.
What do you want, you worthless creature? - he growled.
Leave our place, otherwise I don’t like to joke... I’ll eat you and your fur coat.
The bear felt funny. He rolled over to the other side, covered his muzzle with his paw, and immediately began snoring.
II Komar Komarovich flew back to his mosquitoes and trumpeted throughout the swamp:
I deftly scared the furry Bear... He won’t come next time.
The mosquitoes marveled and asked:
Well, where is the bear now?
I don’t know, brothers... He got very scared when I told him that I would eat him if he didn’t leave. After all, I don’t like to joke, but I said it straight out: I’ll eat it. I'm afraid that he might die of fear while I'm flying to you... Well, it's my own fault!
All the mosquitoes squealed, buzzed and argued for a long time about what to do with the ignorant bear. Never before had there been such a terrible noise in the swamp. They squeaked and squeaked and decided to drive the bear out of the swamp.
Let him go to his home, in the forest, and sleep there. And our swamp... Our fathers and grandfathers lived in this very swamp.
One prudent old woman, Komarikha, advised to leave the bear alone: let him lie down, and when he gets enough sleep, he will go away; but everyone attacked her so much that the poor woman barely had time to hide.
Let's go, brothers! - Komar Komarovich shouted the most. - We'll show him... yes!..
Mosquitoes flew after Komar Komarovich. They fly and squeak, it’s even scary for them. They arrived and looked, but the bear lay there and didn’t move.
Well, that’s what I said: the poor fellow died of fear! - Komar Komarovich boasted. - It’s even a little pity, what a healthy bear...
Yes, he is sleeping, brothers! - squeaked a small mosquito, flying up to the very bear’s nose and almost being pulled in there, as if through a window.
Ah, shameless! Ah, shameless! - all the mosquitoes squealed at once and created a terrible hubbub. - He crushed five hundred mosquitoes, swallowed a hundred mosquitoes and he himself sleeps as if nothing had happened...
And furry Misha is sleeping and whistling with his nose. - He's pretending to be asleep! - Komar Komarovich shouted and flew towards the bear. - Now I’ll show him... Hey, uncle, he’ll pretend!
As soon as Komar Komarovich swoops in, as he digs his long nose right into the black bear’s nose, Misha jumps up and grabs his nose with his paw, and Komar Komarovich is gone.
What, uncle, didn’t you like? - Komar Komarovich squeaks. - Go away, otherwise it will be worse... Now I’m not alone, Komar Komarovich - a long nose, but my grandfather, Komarishche - a long nose, and my younger brother, Komarishko - a long nose, came with me! Go away, uncle...
But I won't leave! - the bear shouted, sitting down on his hind legs. - I'll pass you all on...
Oh, uncle, you’re boasting in vain...
Komar Komarovich flew again and stabbed the bear right in the eye. The bear roared in pain, hit himself in the face with his paw, and again there was nothing in his paw, only he almost tore out his own eye with a claw. And Komar Komarovich hovered just above the bear’s ear and squeaked:
I'll eat you, uncle...
III Misha became completely angry. He uprooted a whole birch tree and began to beat mosquitoes with it. It hurts all over my shoulder. He beat and beat, he even got tired, but not a single mosquito was killed - they all hovered over him and squeaked. Then Misha grabbed a heavy stone and threw it at the mosquitoes - again there was no point.
What did you take, uncle? - Komar Komarovich squeaked. - But I’ll still eat you...
No matter how long or how short Misha fought with the mosquitoes, there was just a lot of noise. A bear's roar could be heard in the distance. And how many trees he tore out, how many stones he tore up!.. He all wanted to catch the first Komar Komarovich - after all, right here, right above his ear, he was hovering, but the bear would suffice with his paw, and again nothing, he just scratched his whole face into blood.
Misha finally became exhausted. He sat down on his hind legs, snorted and came up with a new thing - let's roll on the grass to crush the entire mosquito kingdom. Misha rode and rode, but nothing came of it, but only made him even more tired. Then the bear hid his face in the moss - it turned out even worse. The mosquitoes clung to the bear's tail. The bear finally became furious.
Wait, I’ll ask you!.. - he roared so that it could be heard five miles away. - I'll show you a thing... I... I... I...
The mosquitoes have retreated and are waiting to see what will happen. And Misha climbed the tree like an acrobat, sat down on the thickest branch and roared:
Come on, now come up to me... I’ll break off all your noses!..
The mosquitoes laughed in thin voices and rushed at the bear with the whole army. They squeak, circle, climb... Misha fought back, accidentally swallowed about a hundred mosquito troops, coughed, and how the branch fell off like a bag... However, he got up, scratched his bruised side and said:
Well, did you take it? Have you seen how deftly I jump from a tree?..
The mosquitoes laughed even more subtly, and Komar Komarovich trumpeted:
I'll eat you... I'll eat you... I'll eat... I'll eat you!..
The bear was completely exhausted, exhausted, and it was a shame to leave the swamp. He sits on his hind legs and only blinks his eyes.
A frog saved him from trouble. She jumped out from under the hummock, sat down on her hind legs and said:
Do you want, Mikhailo Ivanovich, to worry yourself in vain?.. Don’t pay any attention to these crappy mosquitoes. Not worth it.
And that’s not worth it,” the bear was happy. - This is how I say it... Let them come to my den, but I... I...
How Misha turns, how he runs out of the swamp, and Komar Komarovich - his long nose flies after him, flies and shouts:
Oh, brothers, hold on! The bear will run away... Hold on!..
All the mosquitoes gathered, consulted and decided: “It’s not worth it! Let him go, because the swamp is left behind us!”
Saying
Bye-bye-bye...
One of Alyonushka’s eyes (the writer’s daughter – Ed.) is sleeping, the other is watching; One ear of Alyonushka is sleeping, the other is listening.
Sleep, Alyonushka, sleep, beauty, and dad will tell fairy tales. It seems that everyone is here: the Siberian cat Vaska, the shaggy village dog Postoiko, the gray Little Mouse, the Cricket behind the stove, the motley Starling in a cage, and the bully Rooster.
Sleep, Alyonushka, now the fairy tale begins. The high moon is already looking out the window; over there the sideways hare hobbled on his felt boots; the wolf's eyes glowed with yellow lights; Mishka bear sucks his paw. Old Sparrow flew up to the window itself, knocked his nose on the glass and asked: how soon? Everyone is here, everyone is assembled, and everyone is waiting for Alyonushka’s fairy tale. Old Sparrow flew up to the window itself, knocked his nose on the glass and asked: how soon? Everyone is here, everyone is assembled, and everyone is waiting for Alyonushka’s fairy tale.
One of Alyonushka’s eyes is asleep, the other is watching; One ear of Alyonushka is sleeping, the other is listening. Bye-bye-bye...
I
This happened at midday, when all the mosquitoes hid from the heat in the swamp. Komar Komarovich - his long nose nestled under a wide leaf and fell asleep.
- Oh, fathers! . oh, carraul!. .
Komar Komarovich jumped out from under the sheet and also shouted:
- What's happened?. . What are you yelling about?
And the mosquitoes fly, buzz, squeak - you can’t make out anything.
- Oh, fathers! . A bear came to our swamp and fell asleep. As soon as he lay down in the grass, he immediately crushed five hundred mosquitoes, and as soon as he breathed, he swallowed a whole hundred. Oh, trouble, brothers! We barely managed to get away from him, otherwise he would have crushed everyone...
Komar Komarovich - the long nose immediately became angry; I was angry with both the bear and the stupid mosquitoes that squeaked to no avail.
- Hey, stop squeaking! - he shouted. - Now I’ll go and drive away the bear... It’s very simple! And you are only yelling in vain...
Komar Komarovich became even more angry and flew away. Indeed, there was a bear lying in the swamp. He climbed into the thickest grass, where mosquitoes had lived since time immemorial, lay down and sniffed through his nose, only a whistle sounded, as if someone was playing a trumpet. What a shameless creature! . He climbed into a strange place, destroyed so many mosquito souls in vain, and still sleeps so sweetly!
- Hey, uncle, where did you go? - Komar Komarovich shouted throughout the forest, so loudly that even he himself became scared.
Furry Misha opened one eye - no one was visible, he opened the other eye - he barely saw that a mosquito was flying right over his nose.
-What do you need, buddy? - Misha grumbled and also began to get angry. Well, I just settled down to rest, and then some scoundrel squeaks.
- Hey, go away in good health, uncle! .
Misha opened both eyes, looked at the impudent man, sniffed and became completely angry.
- What do you want, you worthless creature? – he growled.
- Leave our place, otherwise I don’t like to joke... I’ll eat you and your fur coat.
The bear felt funny. He rolled over to the other side, covered his muzzle with his paw, and immediately began snoring.
II
Komar Komarovich flew back to his mosquitoes and trumpeted throughout the swamp:
- I deftly scared the furry Bear... He won’t come another time.
The mosquitoes marveled and asked:
- Well, where is the bear now?
- I don’t know, brothers... He got very scared when I told him that I would eat him if he didn’t leave. After all, I don’t like to joke, but I said it straight out: I’ll eat it. I'm afraid that he might die of fear while I'm flying to you... Well, it's my own fault!
All the mosquitoes squealed, buzzed and argued for a long time about what to do with the ignorant bear. Never before had there been such a terrible noise in the swamp. They squeaked and squeaked and decided to drive the bear out of the swamp.
- Let him go to his home, in the forest, and sleep there. And our swamp... Our fathers and grandfathers lived in this very swamp.
One prudent old woman, Komarikha, advised to leave the bear alone: let him lie down, and when he gets enough sleep, he will go away; but everyone attacked her so much that the poor woman barely had time to hide.
- Let's go, brothers! - Komar Komarovich shouted the most. – We will show him... yes! .
Mosquitoes flew after Komar Komarovich. They fly and squeak, it’s even scary for them. They arrived and looked, but the bear lay there and didn’t move.
- Well, that’s what I said: the poor fellow died of fear! - Komar Komarovich boasted. - It’s even a little pity, what a healthy bear...
- Yes, he is sleeping, brothers! - squeaked a small mosquito, flying up to the bear’s very nose and almost being pulled in there, as if through a window.
- Oh, shameless one! Ah, shameless! - all the mosquitoes squealed at once and created a terrible hubbub. - He crushed five hundred mosquitoes, swallowed a hundred mosquitoes and he himself sleeps as if nothing had happened...
And furry Misha is sleeping and whistling with his nose. - He's pretending to be asleep! - Komar Komarovich shouted and flew towards the bear. - I’ll show him now... Hey, uncle, he’ll pretend!
As soon as Komar Komarovich swooped in, as he dug his long nose right into the black bear’s nose, Misha jumped up and grabbed his nose with his paw, and Komar Komarovich was gone.
- What, uncle, didn’t you like? - Komar Komarovich squeaks. - Go away, otherwise it will be worse... Now I’m not alone, Komar Komarovich - a long nose, but my grandfather, Komarishche - a long nose, and my younger brother, Komarishko - a long nose, came with me! Go away, uncle...
- I won’t leave! - the bear shouted, sitting down on his hind legs. - I’ll pass you all on...
- Oh, uncle, you’re boasting in vain...
Komar Komarovich flew again and stabbed the bear right in the eye. The bear roared in pain, hit himself in the face with his paw, and again there was nothing in his paw, only he almost tore out his own eye with a claw. And Komar Komarovich hovered just above the bear’s ear and squeaked:
- I'll eat you, uncle...
III
Misha became completely angry. He uprooted a whole birch tree and began to beat mosquitoes with it. It hurts all over my shoulder. He beat and beat, he even got tired, but not a single mosquito was killed - they all hovered over him and squeaked. Then Misha grabbed a heavy stone and threw it at the mosquitoes - again to no avail.
- What, did you take it, uncle? - Komar Komarovich squeaked. - But I’ll still eat you...
No matter how long or how short Misha fought with the mosquitoes, there was just a lot of noise. A bear's roar could be heard in the distance. And how many trees he tore out, how many stones he tore up! . He kept wanting to grab the first Komar Komarovich - after all, right here, just above his ear, he was hovering, but the bear grabbed him with his paw, and again nothing, he just scratched his whole face into blood.
Misha finally became exhausted. He sat down on his hind legs, snorted and came up with a new thing - let's roll on the grass to crush the entire mosquito kingdom. Misha rode and rode, but nothing came of it, but only made him even more tired. Then the bear hid its muzzle in the moss - it turned out even worse. The mosquitoes clung to the bear's tail. The bear finally became furious.
- Wait, I’ll ask you! . - he roared so loudly that it could be heard five miles away. - I’ll show you a thing... I... I... I...
The mosquitoes have retreated and are waiting to see what will happen. And Misha climbed the tree like an acrobat, sat down on the thickest branch and roared:
- Come on, now come up to me... I’ll break off all your noses! .
The mosquitoes laughed in thin voices and rushed at the bear with the whole army. They squeak, circle, climb... Misha fought back, accidentally swallowed about a hundred mosquito troops, coughed, and how the branch fell off like a bag... However, he got up, scratched his bruised side and said:
- Well, did you take it? Have you seen how deftly I jump from a tree? .
The mosquitoes laughed even more subtly, and Komar Komarovich trumpeted:
- I will eat you... I will eat you... I will eat... I will eat you! .
The bear was completely exhausted, exhausted, and it was a shame to leave the swamp. He sits on his hind legs and only blinks his eyes.
A frog saved him from trouble. She jumped out from under the hummock, sat down on her hind legs and said:
- Do you want, Mikhailo Ivanovich, to worry yourself in vain? . Don't pay any attention to these crappy mosquitoes. Not worth it.
“And that’s not worth it,” the bear rejoiced. - That’s how I say it... Let them come to my den, but I... I...
How Misha turns, how he runs out of the swamp, and Komar Komarovich - his long nose flies after him, flies and shouts:
- Oh, brothers, hold on! The bear will run away... Hold on! .
All the mosquitoes got together, consulted and decided: “It’s not worth it! Let him go, because the swamp is left behind us!”
Dmitry Narkisovich Mamin-Sibiryak (1852 – 1912), Russian writer.
A fairy tale about Komar Komarovich - a long nose and about furry Misha - a short tail.
From the series “Alenushka’s Tales,” which were published as a separate edition in 1896. The writer’s favorite book.
The text is given according to the edition: Fairy tales of Russian writers - M.: Children's literature, 1980.
"A TALE ABOUT THE MOSQUITO KOMAROVICH - A LONG NOSE AND A HAIRY MISHA - A SHORT TAIL"
This happened at midday, when all the mosquitoes hid from the heat in the swamp. Komar Komarovich - his long nose snuggled under a wide leaf and fell asleep. He sleeps and hears a desperate cry:
Oh, fathers!.. oh, carraul!..
Komar Komarovich jumped out from under the sheet and also shouted:
What happened?.. What are you yelling at?
And the mosquitoes fly, buzz, squeak - you can’t make out anything.
Oh, fathers!.. A bear came to our swamp and fell asleep. As soon as he lay down in the grass, he immediately crushed five hundred mosquitoes; As soon as he breathed, he swallowed a whole hundred. Oh, trouble, brothers! We barely managed to get away from him, otherwise he would have crushed everyone...
Komar Komarovich - the long nose - immediately became angry; I was angry with both the bear and the stupid mosquitoes that squeaked to no avail.
Hey you, stop squeaking! - he shouted. - Now I’ll go and drive away the bear... It’s very simple! And you are only yelling in vain...
Komar Komarovich became even more angry and flew away. Indeed, there was a bear lying in the swamp. He climbed into the thickest grass, where mosquitoes had lived since time immemorial, lay down and sniffled through his nose, only a whistle sounded like someone playing a trumpet. What a shameless creature!.. He climbed into someone else’s place, destroyed so many mosquito souls in vain, and even sleeps so sweetly!
Hey, uncle, where have you gone? - Komar Komarovich shouted throughout the forest, so loudly that even he himself became scared.
Furry Misha opened one eye - no one was visible, opened the other eye - he barely saw that a mosquito was flying right over his nose.
What do you need, buddy? - Misha grumbled and also began to get angry.
Well, I just settled down to rest, and then some scoundrel squeaks.
Hey, go away in good health, uncle!..
Misha opened both eyes, looked at the impudent man, sniffed and became completely angry.
What do you want, you worthless creature? - he growled.
Leave our place, otherwise I don’t like to joke... I’ll eat you and your fur coat.
The bear felt funny. He rolled over to the other side, covered his muzzle with his paw, and immediately began snoring.
Komar Komarovich flew back to his mosquitoes and trumpeted throughout the swamp:
I deftly scared the furry Bear!.. He won’t come next time.
The mosquitoes marveled and asked:
Well, where is the bear now?
I don’t know, brothers... He got very scared when I told him that I would eat him if he didn’t leave. After all, I don’t like to joke, but I said it straight out: I’ll eat it. I'm afraid that he might die of fear while I'm flying to you... Well, it's my own fault!
All the mosquitoes squealed, buzzed and argued for a long time about what to do with the ignorant bear. Never before has there been such a terrible noise in the swamp.
They squeaked and squeaked and decided to drive the bear out of the swamp.
Let him go to his home, in the forest, and sleep there. And our swamp... Our fathers and grandfathers lived in this very swamp.
One prudent old woman, Komarikha, advised her to leave the bear alone: let him lie down, and when he gets some sleep, he will go away, but everyone attacked her so much that the poor thing barely had time to hide.
Let's go, brothers! - Komar Komarovich shouted the most. - We'll show him... yes!
Mosquitoes flew after Komar Komarovich. They fly and squeak, it’s even scary for them. They arrived and looked, but the bear lay there and didn’t move.
Well, that’s what I said: the poor fellow died of fear! - Komar Komarovich boasted. - It’s even a little pity, what a healthy bear howl...
“He’s sleeping, brothers,” squeaked a small mosquito, flying up to the bear’s very nose and almost being pulled in there, as if through a window.
Ah, shameless! Ah, shameless! - all the mosquitoes squealed at once and created a terrible hubbub. - He crushed five hundred mosquitoes, swallowed a hundred mosquitoes and he himself sleeps as if nothing had happened...
And furry Misha is sleeping and whistling with his nose.
He's pretending to be asleep! - Komar Komarovich shouted and flew towards the bear. - Now I’ll show him... Hey, uncle, he’ll pretend!
As soon as Komar Komarovich swooped in, as he dug his long nose right into the black bear’s nose, Misha jumped up and grabbed his nose with his paw, and Komar Komarovich was gone.
What, uncle, didn’t you like? - Komar Komarovich squeaks. - Go away, otherwise it will be worse... Now I’m not the only Komar Komarovich - a long nose, but my grandfather, Komarishche - a long nose, and my younger brother, Komarishko - a long nose, came with me! Go away, uncle...
But I won't leave! - the bear shouted, sitting down on his hind legs. - I'll pass you all on...
Oh, uncle, you’re boasting in vain...
Komar Komarovich flew again and stabbed the bear right in the eye. The bear roared in pain, hit himself in the face with his paw, and again there was nothing in his paw, only he almost tore out his own eye with a claw. And Komar Komarovich hovered just above the bear’s ear and squeaked:
I'll eat you, uncle...
Misha became completely angry. He uprooted a whole birch tree and began to beat mosquitoes with it.
It hurts all over his shoulder... He beat and beat, he was even tired, but not a single mosquito was killed - everyone hovered over him and squeaked. Then Misha grabbed a heavy stone and threw it at the mosquitoes - again to no avail.
What did you take, uncle? - Komar Komarovich squeaked. - But I’ll still eat you...
No matter how long or how short Misha fought with the mosquitoes, there was just a lot of noise. A bear's roar could be heard in the distance. And how many trees he tore out, how many stones he tore up!.. He all wanted to catch the first Komar Komarovich, - after all, right here, just above his ear, the bear was hovering, and the bear would grab it with his paw, and again nothing, he just scratched his whole face into blood.
Misha finally became exhausted. He sat down on his hind legs, snorted and came up with a new thing - let's roll on the grass to crush the entire mosquito kingdom. Misha rode and rode, but nothing came of it, but only made him even more tired. Then the bear hid its face in the moss. It turned out even worse - mosquitoes clung to the bear's tail. The bear finally became furious.
Wait, I’ll ask you!.. - he roared so that it could be heard five miles away. - I'll show you a thing... I... I... I...
The mosquitoes have retreated and are waiting to see what will happen. And Misha climbed the tree like an acrobat, sat down on the thickest branch and roared:
Come on, now come up to me... I’ll break everyone’s noses!..
The mosquitoes laughed in thin voices and rushed at the bear with the whole army. They squeak, circle, climb... Misha fought and fought, accidentally swallowed about a hundred mosquito troops, coughed and fell off the branch like a bag... However, he got up, scratched his bruised side and said:
Well, did you take it? Have you seen how deftly I jump from a tree?..
The mosquitoes laughed even more subtly, and Komar Komarovich trumpeted:
I'll eat you... I'll eat you... I'll eat... I'll eat you!..
The bear was completely exhausted, exhausted, and it was a shame to leave the swamp. He sits on his hind legs and only blinks his eyes.
A frog saved him from trouble. She jumped out from under the hummock, sat down on her hind legs and said:
You don’t want to bother yourself, Mikhailo Ivanovich, in vain!.. Don’t pay any attention to these crappy mosquitoes. Not worth it.
And that’s not worth it,” the bear was happy. - This is how I say it... Let them come to my den, but I... I...
How Misha turns, how he runs out of the swamp, and Komar Komarovich - his long nose flies after him, flies and shouts:
Oh, brothers, hold on! The bear will run away... Hold on!..
All the mosquitoes gathered, consulted and decided: “It’s not worth it! Let him go - after all, the swamp is left behind us!”
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This happened at midday, when all the mosquitoes hid from the heat in the swamp. Komar Komarovich - his long nose nestled under a wide leaf and fell asleep. He sleeps and hears a desperate cry:
- Oh, fathers!.. oh, carraul!..
Komar Komarovich jumped out from under the sheet and also shouted:
- What happened?.. What are you yelling at?
And the mosquitoes fly, buzz, squeak - you can’t make out anything.
- Oh, fathers!.. A bear came to our swamp and fell asleep. As soon as he lay down in the grass, he immediately crushed five hundred mosquitoes, and as soon as he breathed, he swallowed a whole hundred. Oh, trouble, brothers! We barely managed to get away from him, otherwise he would have crushed everyone...
Komar Komarovich - the long nose immediately became angry; I was angry with both the bear and the stupid mosquitoes that squeaked to no avail.
- Hey, stop squeaking! - he shouted. - Now I’ll go and drive away the bear... It’s very simple! And you are only yelling in vain...
Komar Komarovich became even more angry and flew away. Indeed, there was a bear lying in the swamp. He climbed into the thickest grass, where mosquitoes had lived since time immemorial, lay down and sniffed through his nose, only a whistle sounded, as if someone was playing a trumpet. What a shameless creature!.. He climbed into someone else’s place, destroyed so many mosquito souls in vain, and still sleeps so sweetly!
- Hey, uncle, where did you go? - Komar Komarovich shouted throughout the forest, so loudly that even he himself became scared.
Furry Misha opened one eye - no one was visible, he opened the other eye - he barely saw that a mosquito was flying right over his nose.
-What do you need, buddy? - Misha grumbled and also began to get angry. Well, I just settled down to rest, and then some scoundrel squeaks.
- Hey, go away in good health, uncle!..
Misha opened both eyes, looked at the impudent man, sniffed and became completely angry.
- What do you want, you worthless creature? – he growled.
- Leave our place, otherwise I don’t like to joke... I’ll eat you and your fur coat.
The bear felt funny. He rolled over to the other side, covered his muzzle with his paw, and immediately began snoring.
Komar Komarovich flew back to his mosquitoes and trumpeted throughout the swamp:
- I deftly scared the furry Bear... He won’t come another time.
The mosquitoes marveled and asked:
- Well, where is the bear now?
- I don’t know, brothers... He got very scared when I told him that I would eat him if he didn’t leave. After all, I don’t like to joke, but I said it straight out: I’ll eat it. I'm afraid that he might die of fear while I'm flying to you... Well, it's my own fault!
All the mosquitoes squealed, buzzed and argued for a long time about what to do with the ignorant bear. Never before had there been such a terrible noise in the swamp. They squeaked and squeaked and decided to drive the bear out of the swamp.
- Let him go to his home, in the forest, and sleep there. And our swamp... Our fathers and grandfathers lived in this very swamp.
One prudent old woman, Komarikha, advised to leave the bear alone: let him lie down, and when he gets enough sleep, he will go away; but everyone attacked her so much that the poor woman barely had time to hide.
- Let's go, brothers! - Komar Komarovich shouted the most. – We’ll show him... yes!..
Mosquitoes flew after Komar Komarovich. They fly and squeak, it’s even scary for them. They arrived and looked, but the bear lay there and didn’t move.
- Well, that’s what I said: the poor fellow died of fear! - Komar Komarovich boasted. - It’s even a little pity, what a healthy bear...
- Yes, he is sleeping, brothers! - squeaked a small mosquito, flying up to the bear’s very nose and almost being pulled in there, as if through a window.
- Oh, shameless one! Ah, shameless! - all the mosquitoes squealed at once and created a terrible hubbub. - He crushed five hundred mosquitoes, swallowed a hundred mosquitoes and he himself sleeps as if nothing had happened...
And furry Misha is sleeping and whistling with his nose. - He's pretending to be asleep! - Komar Komarovich shouted and flew towards the bear. - I’ll show him now...
Hey, uncle, he will pretend!
As soon as Komar Komarovich swooped in, as he dug his long nose right into the black bear’s nose, Misha jumped up and grabbed his nose with his paw, and Komar Komarovich was gone.
- What, uncle, didn’t you like? - Komar Komarovich squeaks. - Go away, otherwise it will be worse... Now I’m not alone, Komar Komarovich - a long nose, but my grandfather, Komarishche - a long nose, and my younger brother, Komarishko - a long nose, came with me! Go away, uncle...
- I won’t leave! - the bear shouted, sitting down on his hind legs. - I’ll pass you all on...
- Oh, uncle, you’re boasting in vain...
Komar Komarovich flew again and stabbed the bear right in the eye. The bear roared in pain, hit himself in the face with his paw, and again there was nothing in his paw, only he almost tore out his own eye with a claw. And Komar Komarovich hovered just above the bear’s ear and squeaked:
- I'll eat you, uncle...
Misha became completely angry. He uprooted a whole birch tree and began to beat mosquitoes with it. It hurts all over my shoulder. He beat and beat, he even got tired, but not a single mosquito was killed - they all hovered over him and squeaked. Then Misha grabbed a heavy stone and threw it at the mosquitoes - again to no avail.
- What, did you take it, uncle? - Komar Komarovich squeaked. - But I’ll still eat you...
No matter how long or how short Misha fought with the mosquitoes, there was just a lot of noise. A bear's roar could be heard in the distance. And how many trees he tore out, how many stones he tore up!.. He kept wanting to catch the first Komar Komarovich - after all, right here, right above his ear, he was hovering, but the bear would suffice with his paw, and again nothing, he just scratched his whole face into blood.
Misha finally became exhausted. He sat down on his hind legs, snorted and came up with a new thing - let's roll on the grass to crush the entire mosquito kingdom. Misha rode and rode, but nothing came of it, but only made him even more tired. Then the bear hid its muzzle in the moss - it turned out even worse. The mosquitoes clung to the bear's tail. The bear finally became furious.
“Wait, I’ll ask you this!” he roared so loudly that it could be heard five miles away. - I’ll show you a thing... I... I... I...
The mosquitoes have retreated and are waiting to see what will happen. And Misha climbed the tree like an acrobat, sat down on the thickest branch and roared:
- Come on, now come up to me... I’ll break off all your noses!..
The mosquitoes laughed in thin voices and rushed at the bear with the whole army. They squeak, circle, climb... Misha fought back, accidentally swallowed about a hundred mosquito troops, coughed, and how the branch fell off like a bag... However, he got up, scratched his bruised side and said:
- Well, did you take it? Have you seen how deftly I jump from a tree?..
The mosquitoes laughed even more subtly, and Komar Komarovich trumpeted:
– I’ll eat you... I’ll eat you... I’ll eat... I’ll eat you!..
The bear was completely exhausted, exhausted, and it was a shame to leave the swamp. He sits on his hind legs and only blinks his eyes.
A frog saved him from trouble. She jumped out from under the hummock, sat down on her hind legs and said:
– Do you want, Mikhailo Ivanovich, to worry yourself in vain?.. Don’t pay any attention to these crappy mosquitoes. Not worth it.
“And that’s not worth it,” the bear rejoiced. - That’s how I say it... Let them come to my den, but I... I...
How Misha turns, how he runs out of the swamp, and Komar Komarovich - his long nose flies after him, flies and shouts:
- Oh, brothers, hold on! The bear will run away... Hold on!..
All the mosquitoes got together, consulted and decided: “It’s not worth it! Let him go, because the swamp is left behind us!”
This happened at midday, when all the mosquitoes hid from the heat in the swamp. Komar Komarovich - his long nose nestled under a wide leaf and fell asleep. He sleeps and hears a desperate cry:
- Oh, fathers!.. oh, carraul!..
Komar Komarovich jumped out from under the sheet and also shouted:
- What happened?.. What are you yelling at?
And the mosquitoes fly, buzz, squeak - you can’t make out anything.
- Oh, fathers!.. A bear came to our swamp and fell asleep. As soon as he lay down in the grass, he immediately crushed five hundred mosquitoes; As soon as he breathed, he swallowed a whole hundred. Oh, trouble, brothers! We barely managed to get away from him, otherwise he would have crushed everyone...
Komar Komarovich - the long nose - immediately became angry; I was angry with both the bear and the stupid mosquitoes that squeaked to no avail.
- Hey, stop squeaking! - he shouted. - Now I’ll go and drive away the bear... It’s very simple! And you are only yelling in vain...
Komar Komarovich became even more angry and flew away. Indeed, there was a bear lying in the swamp. He climbed into the thickest grass, where mosquitoes had lived since time immemorial, lay down and sniffled through his nose, only a whistle sounded like someone playing a trumpet. What a shameless creature!.. He climbed into someone else’s place, destroyed so many mosquito souls in vain, and even sleeps so sweetly!
- Hey, uncle, where did you go? - Komar Komarovich shouted throughout the forest, so loudly that even he himself became scared.
Furry Misha opened one eye - no one was visible, he opened the other eye - he barely saw that a mosquito was flying right over his nose.
- What do you need, buddy? - Misha grumbled and also began to get angry.
Well, I just settled down to rest, and then some scoundrel squeaks.
- Hey, go away in good health, uncle!..
Misha opened both eyes, looked at the impudent man, sniffed and became completely angry.
- What do you want, you worthless creature? he growled.
- Leave our place, otherwise I don’t like to joke... I’ll eat you and your fur coat.
The bear felt funny. He rolled over to the other side, covered his muzzle with his paw, and immediately began snoring.
Komar Komarovich flew back to his mosquitoes and trumpeted throughout the swamp:
- I cleverly scared the furry Bear!.. He won’t come next time.
The mosquitoes marveled and asked:
- Well, where is the bear now?
- I don’t know, brothers... He got very scared when I told him that I would eat him if he didn’t leave. After all, I don’t like to joke, but I said it straight out: I’ll eat it. I'm afraid that he might die of fear while I'm flying to you... Well, it's my own fault!
All the mosquitoes squealed, buzzed and argued for a long time about what to do with the ignorant bear. Never before has there been such a terrible noise in the swamp.
They squeaked and squeaked and decided to drive the bear out of the swamp.
- Let him go to his home, in the forest, and sleep there. And our swamp... Our fathers and grandfathers lived in this very swamp.
One prudent old woman, Komarikha, advised her to leave the bear alone: let him lie down, and when he gets some sleep, he will go away, but everyone attacked her so much that the poor thing barely had time to hide.
- Let's go, brothers! - Komar Komarovich shouted the most. - We'll show him... yes!
Mosquitoes flew after Komar Komarovich. They fly and squeak, it’s even scary for them. They arrived and looked, but the bear lay there and didn’t move.
“Well, that’s what I said: the poor fellow died of fear!” - Komar Komarovich boasted. - It’s even a little pity, what a healthy bear howl...
“He’s sleeping, brothers,” squeaked a little mosquito, flying right up to the bear’s nose and almost being pulled in there, as if through a window.
- Oh, shameless one! Ah, shameless! - all the mosquitoes squealed at once and created a terrible hubbub. - He crushed five hundred mosquitoes, swallowed a hundred mosquitoes and he himself sleeps as if nothing had happened...
And furry Misha is sleeping and whistling with his nose.
- He's pretending to be asleep! - Komar Komarovich shouted and flew towards the bear. - Now I’ll show him... Hey, uncle, he’ll pretend!
As soon as Komar Komarovich swoops in, as he digs his long nose right into the black bear’s nose, Misha jumps up and grabs his nose with his paw, and Komar Komarovich is gone.
- What, uncle, didn’t you like? - Komar Komarovich squeaks. - Go away, otherwise it will be worse... Now I’m not the only Komar Komarovich - a long nose, but my grandfather, Komarishche - a long nose, and my younger brother, Komarishko - a long nose, came with me! Go away, uncle...
- I won’t leave! - the bear shouted, sitting down on his hind legs. - I'll pass you all on...
- Oh, uncle, you’re boasting in vain...
Komar Komarovich flew again and stabbed the bear right in the eye. The bear roared in pain, hit himself in the face with his paw, and again there was nothing in his paw, only he almost tore out his own eye with a claw. And Komar Komarovich hovered just above the bear’s ear and squeaked:
- I'll eat you, uncle...
Misha became completely angry. He uprooted a whole birch tree and began to beat mosquitoes with it.
It hurts all over his shoulder... He beat and beat, he was even tired, but not a single mosquito was killed - everyone hovered over him and squeaked. Then Misha grabbed a heavy stone and threw it at the mosquitoes - again to no avail.
- What, did you take it, uncle? - Komar Komarovich squeaked. - But I’ll still eat you...
No matter how long or how short Misha fought with the mosquitoes, there was just a lot of noise. A bear's roar could be heard in the distance. And how many trees he tore out, how many stones he tore up!.. He all wanted to catch the first Komar Komarovich, - after all, right here, just above his ear, the bear was hovering, and the bear would grab it with his paw, and again nothing, he just scratched his whole face into blood.
Misha finally became exhausted. He sat down on his hind legs, snorted and came up with a new trick - let's roll on the grass to crush the entire mosquito kingdom. Misha rode and rode, but nothing came of it, but only made him even more tired. Then the bear hid its face in the moss. It turned out even worse - mosquitoes clung to the bear's tail. The bear finally became furious.
“Wait, I’ll ask you this!” he roared so loudly that it could be heard five miles away. - I’ll show you a thing... I... I... I...
The mosquitoes have retreated and are waiting to see what will happen. And Misha climbed the tree like an acrobat, sat down on the thickest branch and roared:
- Come on, now come up to me... I’ll break everyone’s noses!..
The mosquitoes laughed in thin voices and rushed at the bear with the whole army. They squeak, circle, climb... Misha fought and fought, accidentally swallowed about a hundred mosquito troops, coughed and fell off the branch like a bag... However, he got up, scratched his bruised side and said:
- Well, did you take it? Have you seen how deftly I jump from a tree?..
The mosquitoes laughed even more subtly, and Komar Komarovich trumpeted:
- I will eat you... I will eat you... I will eat... I will eat you!..
The bear was completely exhausted, exhausted, and it was a shame to leave the swamp. He sits on his hind legs and only blinks his eyes.
A frog saved him from trouble. She jumped out from under the hummock, sat down on her hind legs and said:
“You don’t want to bother yourself, Mikhailo Ivanovich, in vain!.. Don’t pay any attention to these crappy mosquitoes.” Not worth it.
“It’s not worth it,” the bear rejoiced. - That’s how I say it... Let them come to my den, but I... I...
How Misha turns, how he runs out of the swamp, and Komar Komarovich - his long nose flies after him, flies and shouts:
- Oh, brothers, hold on! The bear will run away... Hold on!..
All the mosquitoes got together, consulted and decided: “It’s not worth it! Let him go - after all, the swamp is behind us!”