A small drawing for the fairy tale pope and. The Tale of a Priest and His Worker

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Once upon a time there was a priest,
Thick forehead.
Pop went to the market
View some products.
Balda meets him
He goes without knowing where.
“Why, dad, did you get up so early?
What are you asking for?”
The priest answered him: “I need a worker:
Cook, groom and carpenter.
Where can I find one like this?
Isn’t the servant too expensive?”
Balda says: “I will serve you gloriously,
Diligently and very efficiently,
In a year, for three clicks on your forehead,
Give me some boiled spelt.”
The priest became thoughtful,
He began to scratch his forehead.
Click to click, it's like roses.
Yes, he hoped for Russian maybe.
Pop says to Balda: “Okay.
It won't be hard for both of us.
Live in my yard
Show your zeal and agility."
Balda lives in the priest's house,
He sleeps on the straw,
Eats for four
Works for seven;
Everything dances with him until daylight.
The horse will be harnessed, the strip will be plowed,
He will flood the oven, prepare everything, buy it,
He'll bake the egg and peel it off himself.
Popadya can't boast about Balda enough,
Popovna is only sad about Balda,
Popenok calls him daddy:
He makes porridge and looks after the child.
Only the priest doesn’t like Balda,
He will never take a liking to him.
He often thinks about retribution:
Time passes, and the deadline is approaching.
The priest neither eats nor drinks, does not sleep at night:
His forehead is cracking in advance.
Here he confesses to the priest:
“So and so: what can we do?”
The woman has a quick-witted mind,

Capable of all sorts of tricks.
Popadya says: “I know the remedy,
How to remove such a disaster from us:
Order Balda's service so that he becomes unbearable;
And demand that he fulfill it exactly.
This will save your forehead from reprisals
And you’ll send Balda away without retribution.”
The priest's heart became more cheerful,
He began to look at Balda more boldly.
So he shouts: “Come here,
My faithful worker Balda.

Listen: the devils have agreed to pay
I have a rent for my very death;
You wouldn't need a better income,
Yes, there are arrears on them for three years.
How do you eat your spelled,
Collect a full rent from the devils for me.”
Balda, there’s no need to argue with the priest,

He went and sat down by the seashore;
There he began to twist the rope
Yes, the end of it will be wetted in the sea.
An old demon came out of the sea:
“Why do you? Balda, did you sneak in on us?”

- “Yes, I want to wrinkle the sea with a rope
Yes, you, damned tribe, make a face.”
The old demon was overcome by despondency here.
“Tell me, why such disfavor?”
- “What for? You don't pay rent
Don't remember the due date;
This will be fun for us,
You dogs are a great nuisance.”

- “Baldushka, wait until you wrinkle the sea.
You will receive the rent in full soon.
Wait, I’ll send my grandson to you.”
Balda thinks: “It’s not easy to pull this off!”
The sent imp emerged,
He meowed like a hungry kitten:
“Hello, Balda little man;
What kind of rent do you need?
We have not heard of rent for centuries,
There was no such sadness for the devil.
Well, so be it - take it, and by agreement,
From our common verdict -
So that there will be no grief for anyone in the future.

AND il was a pop,
Thick forehead.
The priest went to the market
View some products.

Balda meets him
He goes without knowing where.
“Why, dad, did you get up so early?
What are you asking for?”

The priest became thoughtful,
He began to scratch his forehead.
Click to click, it's like roses.
Yes, he hoped for Russian maybe.
Pop says to Balda: “Okay.
It won't be hard for both of us.

Live in my yard
Show your zeal and agility.”
Balda lives in the priest's house,
He sleeps on the straw,
Eats for four
Works for seven;
Until daylight everything dances with him,
The horse will be harnessed and the strip will be plowed.
He will flood the oven, prepare everything, buy it,
It will bake the egg and peel it off on its own.

Popadya can't boast about Balda enough,
Popovna is only sad about Balda,
Popyonok calls him father;
He makes porridge and looks after the child.
Only the priest doesn’t like Balda,
He will never take a liking to him,
He often thinks about retribution;
Time passes, and the deadline is approaching.
The priest neither eats nor drinks, does not sleep at night:
His forehead is cracking in advance.
Here he confesses to the priest:
“So and so: what remains to be done?”
The woman has a quick-witted mind,
Capable of all sorts of tricks.
Popadya says: “I know the remedy,
How to remove such a disaster from us:
Order a service for Balda so that he becomes unbearable,
And demand that he fulfill it exactly

This will save your forehead from reprisals
And you’ll send Balda away without retribution.”
The priest's heart became more cheerful.
He began to look at Balda more boldly.

So he shouts: “Come here,
My faithful worker Balda.
Listen: the devils have agreed to pay
I have a rent due upon my death;
You wouldn't need a better income,
Yes, there are arrears on them for three years.
How do you eat your spelled,
Collect the full rent from the devils for me.”
Balda, there’s no need to argue with the priest,
He went and sat down by the seashore;
There he began to twist the rope
Yes, the end of it will be wetted in the sea.
An old demon came out of the sea:
“Why did you, Balda, come to us?” -

“Yes, I want to wrinkle the sea with a rope
Yes, you, damned tribe, make a face.”
The old demon was overcome by despondency here.
“Tell me, why such disfavor?” -
“What for? You don't pay rent
Don't remember the due date;
This will be fun for us,
You dogs are a great hindrance.”
“Bastard, wait until you wrinkle the sea,
You will receive the rent in full soon.
Wait, I’ll send my grandson to you.”
Balda thinks: “It’s not easy to pull this off!”
The sent imp emerged,
He meowed like a hungry kitten:

“Hello, Balda little man;
What kind of rent do you need?
We have not heard of rent for centuries,
There was no such sadness for the devil.
Well, so be it - take it, and by agreement,
From our common verdict -
So that in future there will be no grief for anyone:
Which of us will run around the sea faster?
Then take the full rent for yourself,
Meanwhile, a bag will be prepared there.”
Balda laughed slyly:
“What did you make up, right?
Where can you compete with me?
With me, with Balda himself?
What an adversary they sent!
Wait for my little brother.”

Balda went to the nearby forest,
I caught two bunnies and put them in a bag.
He comes to the sea again,
Finds an imp by the sea.

Balda holds one bunny by the ears:
“Dance to our balalaika;
You, imp, are still young,
To compete with me is weak;
It would just be a waste of time.
Overtake my brother first.

One, two, three! catch up."
The imp and the bunny set off:
Little imp along the seashore,
And the bunny goes home to the woods.
Behold, having run around the sea,
Sticking out his tongue, raising his muzzle,
The imp came running, gasping for breath,
All wet, wiping himself with his paw,
Thoughts: things will get better with Balda.
Lo and behold, Balda is stroking his brother,
Saying: “My beloved brother,
Tired, poor thing! rest, darling.”

The imp was dumbfounded
Tucked his tail, completely subdued,
He looks sideways at his brother.
“Wait,” he says, “I’ll go get the quitrent.”
I went to my grandfather and said: “Trouble!
The smaller Balda overtook me!”
The old Bes began to think.
And Balda made such a noise,
That the whole sea was confused
And it spread out in waves.

The imp came out: “That’s enough, little man,
We'll send you the entire rent -
Just listen. Do you see this stick?
Choose any meta for yourself.
Who will throw the stick next?
Let him take away the quitrent.
Well? Are you afraid of twisting your arms?
What are you waiting for? - “Yes, I’m waiting for this cloud over there;
I'll throw your stick there,
And I’ll start a fight with you devils.”
The little imp got scared and went to his grandfather,
Tell about Baldov's victory,
And Balda is making noise over the sea again
Yes, he threatens the devils with a rope.
The imp came out again: “Why are you bothering?
There will be a quitrent for you if you want...” -

“No,” says Balda, “
Now it's my turn
I will set the conditions myself,
I'll give you, enemy, a task.
Let's see how strong you are.
Do you see the gray mare there?
Raise the mare
Carry it half a mile;
If you carry the mare, the dues are already yours;
If you don’t knock off the mare, he’ll be mine.”

Poor little devil
I crawled under the mare,
I strained,
I strained myself
He lifted the mare, took two steps,
On the third he fell and stretched his legs.
And Balda told him: “You stupid demon,
Where did you follow us?
And I couldn’t take it off with my hands,
And look, I’ll blow it between your legs.”
Balda sat astride the filly
Yes, he rode a mile, so there was a column of dust.
The imp got scared and went to his grandfather
I went to talk about such a victory.
The devils stood in a circle
There is nothing to do - the devils have collected the quitrent
Yes, they put a sack on Balda.
Balda comes, quacks,
And the priest, seeing Balda, jumps up,
Hiding behind the butt
He squirms in fear.
Balda found him here,
He gave the quitrent and began to demand payment.
Poor pop
He raised his forehead:
From the first click
The priest jumped to the ceiling;
From the second click
Lost my tongue;
And from the third click
It knocked the old man's mind out.
And Balda said reproachfully:
“You shouldn’t be chasing cheapness, priest.”

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Alexander Sergeevich Pushkin (1799-1837)

A.S. Pushkin is one of my favorite Russian poets and writers, and Pushkin’s fairy tales have been dear to the hearts of all our Russian people since childhood. It is difficult to express and count all the enormous contribution Alexander Sergeevich made to our culture. I remember well how at first my mother reread to me “The Tale of the Fisherman and the Fish” or “The Tale of dead princess and the Seven Bogatyrs,” I remember very well Pushkin’s fairy tale about the priest.

Especially, as a child, I loved looking at illustrations for Pushkin’s fairy tales. Listening to Pushkin’s fairy tales from my mother’s lips was so fascinating; I vividly imagined pictures of fairy-tale characters and experienced their joys, troubles and victories with them. Thank you very much to our wonderful artists who made children's fairy tales and our children's books so interesting and exciting that we reread and revised them many, many times from year to year.

Pushkin's fairy tale about the golden cockerel was very instructive and the picture from the book was forever etched in my memory, how the cockerel sat on the king's head and began to peck him. The titles of Pushkin's fairy tales are very telling, and even if someone does not know what they are about, a lot can already be said from the names of the fairy tales. The image of the princess in Pushkin's fairy tales is also diverse and multifaceted. There are evil, envious and treacherous princesses, but there are also kind, sweet, beautiful and affectionate ones whom you want to imitate and whom you want to be like. This is how we learn from childhood beautiful, kind qualities.

Each hero of Pushkin's fairy tales helps children learn and gain life experience clearly in the images and character of the heroes, their actions, this, in general, in my opinion, is the most important strength and task of fairy tales - to learn from the example of others...

Svetlana Bordner

Books for children. Illustrator Viktor Glebovich Britvin

Tales of Pushkin

The Tale of a Priest and His Worker Balda

Drawings by V. Britvin

AND il was a pop,
Thick forehead.
The priest went to the market
View some products.

Balda meets him
He goes without knowing where.
“Why, dad, did you get up so early?
What are you asking for?”

The priest became thoughtful,
He began to scratch his forehead.
Click to click, it's like roses.
Yes, he hoped for Russian maybe.
Pop says to Balda: “Okay.
It won't be hard for both of us.

This will save your forehead from reprisals
And you’ll send Balda away without retribution.”
The priest's heart became more cheerful.
He began to look at Balda more boldly.

Balda went to the nearby forest,
I caught two bunnies and put them in a bag.
He comes to the sea again,
Finds an imp by the sea.

Balda holds one bunny by the ears:
“Dance to our balalaika;
You, imp, are still young,
To compete with me is weak;
It would just be a waste of time.
Overtake my brother first.

End

Victor Glebovich Britvin- Russian graphic artist, Honored Artist Russian Federation, member of the Union of Artists of the USSR, author of illustrations for works of world, Russian and Chuvash classical literature.

» A tale about a priest and his worker Balda. A.S. Pushkin

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Once upon a time there was a priest,
Thick forehead.
Pop went to the market
View some products.

Balda meets him
He goes without knowing where.
“Why, dad, did you get up so early?
What are you asking for?”

The priest answered him: “I need a worker:
Cook, groom and carpenter.
Where can I find one like this?
Isn’t the servant too expensive?”
Balda says: “I will serve you gloriously,
Diligently and very efficiently,
In a year, for three clicks on your forehead,
Give me some boiled spelt.”
The priest became thoughtful,
He began to scratch his forehead.
Click to click, it's like roses.
Yes, he hoped for Russian maybe.
Pon tells Balda: “Okay.
It won't be hard for both of us.
Live in my yard
Show your zeal and agility."
Balda lives in the priest's house,
He sleeps on the straw,
Eats for four
Works for seven;
Everything dances with him until daylight.
The horse will be harnessed, the strip will be plowed,
He will flood the oven, prepare everything, buy it,
He'll bake the egg and peel it off himself.

Popadya can't boast about Balda enough,
Popovna is only sad about Balda,
Popenok calls him daddy:
He makes porridge and looks after the child.
Only the priest doesn’t like Balda,
He will never take a liking to him.
He often thinks about retribution:
Time passes, and the deadline is approaching.
The priest neither eats nor drinks, does not sleep at night:
His forehead is cracking in advance.
Here he confesses to the priest:
“So and so: what can we do?”
The woman has a quick-witted mind,
Capable of all sorts of tricks.
Popadya says: “I know the remedy,
How to remove such a disaster from us:
Order Balda's service so that he becomes unbearable;
And demand that he fulfill it exactly.
This will save your forehead from reprisals
And you’ll send Balda away without retribution.”
The priest's heart became more cheerful,
He began to look at Balda more boldly.
So he shouts: “Come here,
My faithful worker Balda.
Listen: the devils have agreed to pay
I have a rent for my very death;
You wouldn't need a better income,
Yes, there are arrears on them for three years.
How do you eat your spelled,
Collect a full rent from the devils for me.”

Balda, there’s no need to argue with the priest,
He went and sat down by the seashore;
There he began to twist the rope
Yes, the end of it will be wetted in the sea.

An old demon came out of the sea:
“Why do you? Balda, did you sneak in on us?”
- “Yes, I want to wrinkle the sea with a rope
Yes, you, damned tribe, make a face.”
The old demon was overcome by despondency here.
“Tell me, why such disfavor?”
- “What for? You don't pay rent
Don't remember the due date;
This will be fun for us,
You dogs are a great nuisance.”
- “Baldushka, wait until you wrinkle the sea.
You will receive the rent in full soon.
Wait, I’ll send my grandson to you.”
Balda thinks: “It’s not easy to pull this off!”

The sent imp emerged,
He meowed like a hungry kitten:
“Hello, Balda little man;
What kind of rent do you need?
We have not heard of rent for centuries,
There was no such sadness for the devil.
Well, so be it - take it, and by agreement,
From our common verdict -
So that in future there will be no grief for anyone:
Which of us will run around the sea faster?
Then take the full rent for yourself,
Meanwhile, a bag will be prepared there.”

Balda laughed slyly:
“What did you make up, right?
Where can you compete with me?
With me, with Balda himself?
What an adversary they sent!
Wait for my little brother."
Balda went to the nearby forest,
I caught two bunnies and put them in a bag.
He comes to the sea again,
Finds an imp by the sea.

Balda holds one bunny by the ears:
“Dance to our balalaika;
You, little devil, are still young,
To compete with me is weak;
It would just be a waste of time.
Overtake my brother first.
One, two, three! catch up."

The imp and the bunny set off:
Little imp along the seashore,
And the bunny goes home to the woods.

Behold, having run around the sea,
Sticking out his tongue, raising his muzzle,
The imp came running, gasping for breath,
All wet, wiping himself with his paw,
Thoughts: things will get better with Balda.
Lo and behold, Balda is stroking his brother,
Saying: “My beloved brother,
Tired, poor thing! rest, darling."
The imp was dumbfounded
Tucked his tail, completely subdued,
He looks sideways at his brother.
“Wait,” he says, “I’ll go get the quitrent.”
He went to his grandfather and said: “Trouble!
The smaller Balda overtook me!”
The old Bes began to think.
And Balda made such a noise,
That the whole sea was confused
And it spread out in waves.
The imp came out: “That’s enough, little man,
We will send you the entire quitrent -
Just listen. Do you see this stick?
Choose your favorite meta.
Who will throw the stick next?
Let him take away the quitrent.
Well? Are you afraid of twisting your arms?
What are you waiting for? - “Yes, I’m waiting for this cloud over there:
I'll throw your stick there,
And I’ll start a fight with you devils.”

The imp got scared and went to his grandfather,
Tell about Baldov's victory,
And Balda is making noise over the sea again
Yes, he threatens the devils with a rope.

The imp came out again: “Why are you bothering?
There will be a quitrent for you if you want...”
“No,” says Balda, “
Now it's my turn
I will set the conditions myself,
I will give you, enemy, a task.
Let's see how strong you are.
Do you see the gray mare there?
Raise the mare,
Carry it half a mile;
If you carry the mare, the dues are already yours;
If you don’t carry the mare, he will be mine.”

Poor little devil
I crawled under the mare,
I strained,
I strained myself
He lifted the mare and took two steps.
On the third he fell and stretched his legs.
And Balda told him: “You stupid demon,
Where did you follow us?
And I couldn’t take it off with my hands,

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The Tale of the Priest and His Worker Balda

Alexander Sergeevich Pushkin

The Tale of the Priest and His Worker Balda summary:

According to Russian tradition, the fairy tale begins with the expression once upon a time: “Once upon a time there was a priest with a thick forehead.” Next, it tells how he walked through the bazaar, where he met a peasant named Balda and hired him as a worker, and for a comical fee (“a year for three clicks on your forehead” - this was the condition put forward by the peasant). After this, Balda lived “in the priest’s house” and began to work conscientiously. After some time, the priest began to be overcome by doubts about the profitability of the deal, and he, on the priest’s advice, gives Balda a deliberately impossible task in order to avoid even these clicks:
How do you eat your spelled,
Collect a full rent from the devils for me.

Unperturbed, Balda goes to collect the quitrent. He finds devils near the seashore and by cunning receives the ill-fated rent from them, and after returning he demands full payment from the priest for his labors. The latter is forced to expose his forehead and receives it in full - so much so that after the third click he loses his mind. The tale ends with a moral:
And Balda said reproachfully:
“You shouldn’t be chasing something cheap, priest.”

Read the Tale About the Priest and His Worker Balda:

Once upon a time there was a priest,

Thick forehead.

Pop went to the market

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Balda meets him

He goes without knowing where.

“Why, dad, did you get up so early?

What are you asking for?”

The priest answered him: “I need a worker:

Cook, groom and carpenter.

Where can I find one like this?

Isn’t the servant too expensive?”

Balda says: “I will serve you gloriously,

Diligently and very efficiently,

In a year, for three clicks on your forehead,

Give me some boiled spelt.”

The priest became thoughtful,

He began to scratch his forehead.

Click to click, it's like roses.

Yes, he hoped for Russian maybe.

Pop says to Balda: “Okay.

It won't be hard for both of us.

Live in my yard

Show your zeal and agility."

Balda lives in the priest's house,

He sleeps on the straw,

Eats for four

Works for seven;

Everything dances with him until daylight,

The horse will be harnessed, the strip will be plowed,

He will flood the oven, prepare everything, buy it,

He'll bake the egg and peel it off himself.

Popadya can't boast about Balda enough,

Popovna is only sad about Balda,

Popenok calls him father;

He makes porridge and looks after the child.

Only the priest doesn’t like Balda,

He will never take a liking to him,

He often thinks about retribution;

Time passes, and the deadline is approaching.

The priest neither eats nor drinks, does not sleep at night:

His forehead is cracking in advance.

Here he confesses to the priest:

“So and so: what can we do?”

The woman has a quick-witted mind,

Capable of all sorts of tricks.

Popadya says: “I know the remedy,

How to remove such a disaster from us:

Order Balda's service so that he becomes unbearable;

And demand that he fulfill it exactly.

This will save your forehead from reprisals

And you’ll send Balda away without retribution.”

The priest's heart became more cheerful,

He began to look at Balda more boldly.

So he shouts: “Come here,

My faithful worker Balda.

Listen: the devils have agreed to pay

I have a rent due upon my death;

You wouldn't need a better income,

Yes, there are arrears on them for three years.

How do you eat your spelled,

Collect a full rent from the devils for me.”

Balda, there’s no need to argue with the priest,

He went and sat down by the seashore;

There he began to twist the rope

Yes, the end of it will be wetted in the sea.

An old demon came out of the sea:

“Why did you, Balda, come to us?”

Yes, I want to wrinkle the sea with a rope,

Yes, you, damned tribe, make a face. -

The old demon was overcome by despondency here.

“Tell me, why such disfavor?”

How for what? You don't pay rent

Don't remember the due date;

This will be fun for you,

You dogs are a great nuisance. -

“Bastard, wait until you wrinkle the sea,

You will receive the rent in full soon.

Wait, I’ll send my grandson to you.”

Balda thinks: “It’s not easy to pull this off!”

The sent imp emerged,

He meowed like a hungry kitten:

“Hello, Balda little man;

What kind of rent do you need?

We have not heard of rent for centuries,

There was no such sadness for the devil.

Well, so be it - take it, and by agreement,

From our common verdict -

So that in future there will be no grief for anyone:

Which of us will run around the sea faster?

Then take the full rent for yourself,

Meanwhile, a bag will be prepared there.”

Balda laughed slyly:

“What did you make up, right?

Where can you compete with me?

With me, with Balda himself?

What an adversary they sent!

Wait for my little brother."

Balda went to the nearby forest,

I caught two bunnies and put them in a bag.

He comes to the sea again,

Finds an imp by the sea.

Balda holds one bunny by the ears:

“Dance to our balalaika:

You, little devil, are still young,

To compete with me is weak;

It would just be a waste of time.

Overtake my brother first.

One, two, three! catch up."

The imp and the bunny set off:

Little imp along the seashore,

And the bunny goes home to the woods.

Behold, having run around the sea,

Sticking out his tongue, raising his muzzle,

The imp came running, gasping for breath,

All wet, wiping himself with his paw,

Thoughts: things will get better with Balda.

Lo and behold, Balda is stroking his brother,

Saying: “My beloved brother,

Tired, poor thing! rest, darling."

The imp was dumbfounded

He tucked his tail and became completely subdued.

He looks sideways at his brother.

“Wait,” he says, “I’ll go get the quitrent.”

He went to his grandfather and said: “Trouble!

The smaller Balda overtook me!”

The old Bes began to think.

And Balda made such a noise,

That the whole sea was confused

And it spread out in waves.

The imp came out: “That’s enough, little man,

We'll send you the entire rent -

Just listen. Do you see this stick?

Let him take away the quitrent.

Well? Are you afraid of twisting your arms?

What are you waiting for? - Yes, I’m waiting for this cloud over there;

I'll throw your stick there,

And I’ll start a fight with you devils.”

The imp got scared and went to his grandfather,

Tell about Baldov's victory,

And Balda is making noise over the sea again

Yes, he threatens the devils with a rope.

The imp came out again: “Why are you bothering?

There will be a quitrent for you if you want...”

No, says Balda, -

Now it's my turn

I will set the conditions myself,

I will give you, enemy, a task.

Let's see how strong you are.

Do you see the gray mare there?

Raise the mare,

Carry it half a mile;

If you carry the mare, the dues are already yours;

If you don't carry the mare, he will be mine. -

Poor devil

I crawled under the mare,

I strained,

I strained myself

He lifted the mare, took two steps,

On the third he fell and stretched his legs.

And Balda told him: “You stupid demon,

Where did you follow us?

And I couldn’t take it off with my hands,

And look, I’ll blow you between your legs.”

Balda sat astride the filly,

Yes, he rode a mile, so there was a column of dust.

The imp got scared and went to his grandfather

I went to talk about such a victory.

There is nothing to do - the devils have collected the quitrent

Yes, they put a sack on Balda.

Balda comes, quacks,

And the priest, seeing Balda, jumps up,

Hiding behind the butt

He squirms in fear.

Balda found him here,

He gave the quitrent and began to demand payment.

Poor pop

He raised his forehead:

From the first click

The priest jumped to the ceiling;

From the second click

Lost my tongue;

And from the third click

It knocked the old man's mind out.

And Balda said reproachfully:

“You shouldn’t be chasing something cheap, priest.”