"120 years since the birth of Vitaly Valentinovich Bianchi." Story coloring pages for preschool children

Ekaterina Marzhina

“How many patient hours have I spent

In light huts made from ship baskets,

Dried mud and branches, watching the birds,

Invisible to birds!

(Vitaly Bianki)

Books Vitaly Valentinovich Bianchi about the forest and its inhabitants, educational, kind and poetic, like nature itself. For several decades now they have been raising children love for our smaller brothers, respect for our native nature - qualities that are laid in childhood and give good fruit in adulthood.

For 35 years creative work Bianchi created more than 300 stories, fairy tales, novellas, essays and articles. All his life he kept diaries and naturalistic notes, and answered many letters from readers. His works have been published in a total circulation of more than 40 million copies and translated into many languages ​​of the world.

We present to your attention several stories based on stories"Eyes and Ears", "Where the crayfish spend the winter", "The Fox and the Mouse", "The Sly Fox and the Smart Duck", "Mouse Peak", "Kuzyar-Chipmunk and Inoika-Bear"

Have fun coloring!




The book is simply wonderful! :))
Large format book. I did not expect that the book would be large enough and would arrive to me packed in protective film.
Coated paper is thick, but at the same time it is matte (that is, practically does not reflect).

The author's father was a scientist and worked in the entomological department of the Zoological Museum of the Academy of Sciences. Mainly Bianchi discovered native nature at his dacha in Lebyazhye. Representatives of the scientific community of St. Petersburg often gathered at the dacha. Bianchi played a significant role in the fate children's writer S. V. Sakharnova. Sakharnov considered Bianchi his teacher. N.I. Sladkov is also a student and follower of Bianchi. Bianca's books reveal the world of nature and teach us to penetrate its secrets.

The book contains simply WONDERFUL drawings of birds and other inhabitants of the animal world. Just a mini-encyclopedia for little bird lovers! On the pages that talk about a specific bird (woodpecker, thrush, etc.), varieties of this bird are given with its image (see photo under the cut).

I was particularly pleased with the accompaniment of the text with paintings by famous Russian artists (for example, Alexey Komarov. “Lynx and Roe Deer in Summer”, Vasily Vatagin “Bear in the Oats”, Alexander Makovsky “The Beekeeper’s House”). So, in addition to the educational text, there is also the opportunity to get acquainted with the most beautiful works of fine art.

Regarding the large font (oh, my mother was happy here - I can read it without glasses!) I had a double impression: on the one hand, it is good for the first independent reading, but on the other hand, there are quite a few difficult words for the first reading (beregovina, shoveler, pelican-bag-nosed, etc.). But somehow I even liked it; I look at it as a kind of “pushing” the child to a new level of reading.



The puppy is tired of chasing chickens around the yard.
“I’ll go,” he thinks, “to hunt for wild animals and birds.”
He slipped into the gateway and ran across the meadow.
Wild animals, birds and insects saw it and each thought to himself.
The bittern thinks: “I’ll deceive him!”
The hoopoe thinks: “I’ll surprise him!”
The spinner thinks: “I’ll scare him!”
The lizard thinks: “I’ll get away from him!”
Caterpillars, butterflies, grasshoppers think: “We will hide from him!”
“And I’ll drive him away!” - thinks the Bombardier Beetle.

“We all know how to stand up for ourselves, each in our own way!” - they think to themselves.

And the puppy has already run to the lake and sees: a bittern standing by the reeds on one leg, knee-deep in water.
“I’ll catch her now!” - the puppy thinks and is completely ready to jump on her back.

And the bittern glanced at him and quickly stepped into the reeds.
The wind runs across the lake, the reeds sway. The reeds sway
back and forth, back and forth...
The puppy has yellow and brown stripes swaying in front of his eyes
back and forth, back and forth...
And the bittern stands in the reeds, stretched out - thin, thin, and all painted with yellow and brown stripes.
Standing, rocking back and forth, back and forth...
The puppy's eyes bulged, looked and looked - the bittern was not visible in the reeds.
“Well,” he thinks, “the bittern deceived me. I shouldn’t jump into empty reeds! I’ll go catch another bird.”

He ran out onto the hill and looked: a hoopoe was sitting on the ground, playing with his crest, and then he would unfold it, then fold it up.
“Now I’ll jump on him from the hill!” - the puppy thinks.

And the hoopoe fell to the ground, spread its wings, spread its tail, and raised its beak up.
The puppy looks: there is no bird, but a motley rag lies on the ground, and a crooked needle sticks out of it.
The puppy was surprised: “Where did the hoopoe go?
Did I really mistake this colorful rag for him? I’ll go quickly and catch the little bird.”


He ran up to the tree and saw: a small whirligig bird sitting on a branch.
He rushed towards her, and the whirligig darted into the hollow.
“Yeah! - the puppy thinks. - Gotcha!
He rose on his hind legs, looked into the hollow, and in the black hollow a black snake wriggled and hissed terribly.

The puppy recoiled, raised its fur on end, and ran away.
And the whirligig hisses after him from the hollow, twists its head, and a strip of black feathers snakes along its back.
“Ugh! How scared! I barely carried my legs away. I won't hunt birds anymore. I’d better go catch a lizard.”

The lizard was sitting on a stone, closed its eyes, basking in the sun.
A puppy quietly crept up to her - jump! - and grabbed him by the tail.

And the Lizard dodged, left its tail in its teeth, and went under the stone itself.
The tail wriggles in the puppy's teeth.
The puppy snorted, threw his tail - and followed her. Yes where there! The lizard has been sitting under a stone for a long time, growing a new tail.
“Well,” the puppy thinks, “if the lizard got away from me, at least I’ll catch some insects.”

I looked around, and there were beetles running on the ground, grasshoppers jumping in the grass, caterpillars crawling along the branches, butterflies flying in the air.
The Puppy rushed to catch them, and suddenly it became like a mysterious picture: everyone was there, but no one was visible. Everyone hid.

Green grasshoppers are hiding in the green grass.
The caterpillars on the branches stretched out and froze: you couldn’t tell them apart from the twigs.
The butterflies sat on the trees, folded their wings - you couldn’t tell where the bark was, where the leaves were, where the butterflies were.
One tiny Bombardier Beetle walks along the ground, not hiding anywhere.

The puppy caught up with him and wanted to grab him, but the Bombardier Beetle stopped and fired at him with a flying, caustic stream - it hit him right in the nose!


The puppy squealed, tucked his tail, turned - across the meadow, and into the gateway.
He's huddled in a kennel and is afraid to stick his nose out.
And the animals, birds and insects all went back to their business.

Having looked through the electronic catalogs of almost a hundred American libraries (mostly university ones) and found books by Vera Chaplina in 73 of them, we simultaneously came across this very interesting source of information:

Bulletin of the Children's Book Center of the University of Chicago Graduate Library School

Issued from 1947 to the present - 11 times a year. In each issue of the 1960s, 60-70 publications were annotated (on average about 700 were published per year), each book was given a conditional rating - according to one of six options:

R– recommended
Ad– additional book (of reasonable quality for collections needing more material in a given area)
M– a marginal book (so insignificant in content or has so many flaws in style or format that it should be carefully considered before purchasing)
NR– not recommended
SpC– special collection (the subject matter or author's perspective will limit the book to specialized collections)
SpR– special reader (a book that will attract only an unusual reader; recommended for a narrow circle)
With the exception of the preschool years, reading ranges are given by grade level, not by the child's age.

Positive assessments prevailed over negative and doubtful ones. For example, in the 1961 Bulletins, out of 816 publications reviewed, 302 received “R”, 246 received “Ad”, 165 received “M”, 87 received “NR”, 5 received “SpC”, 11 received “SpR”.
In the 1966 Bulletins – out of 663: 260 – “R”, 231 – “Ad”, 126 – “M”, 40 – “NR”, 2 – “SpC”, 4 – “SpR”.
In the 1969 Bulletins – out of 700: 304 – “R”, 248 – “Ad”, 100 – “M”, 42 – “NR”, 5 – “SpC”, 1 – “SpR”.

Each publication received not only a conditional rating, but also a brief summary that librarians and other professional American purchasers of children's books could use as a reference.
Annotations with the “NR” badge are especially interesting - even books by H.H. Andersen and S. Lagerlöf received such “black marks”! However, such harsh verdicts were handed down here not to the authors, but to the publishers - the abstract to Andersen’s book begins with a brief and expressive: It is to weep. (These are tears):


(Bulletin... December 1966)

Alas, another harsh “NR” was issued in June 1966 to the book of Evgeniy Schwartz, and, in this case, specifically to the author... But first things first. (