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For half a year I tell my child a fairy tale about the chicken Ryaba for the night, and each time I am tormented by guesses, what is her morality.

Finally, I decided to do a little research on this topic. And here is the result!

Firstly, I learned that there are a lot of variations on the theme of the plot of the fairy tale about the chicken Ryaba. Here are some examples:

Attempts to interpret its meaning are also very broad, from simple statements like “what we have, we don’t keep, if we lose it, we cry”, “we didn’t live richly, and there’s nothing to start” or “old age is not joy: they have less strength left for two, than a mouse” to whole parables, for example, about love: “About 5 years ago, when I was a student, a certain aunt-professor told me that the golden egg is Love, which my grandfather and grandmother did not save. Grandfather beat - drank, walked ..., grandmother beat - walked, did not wash floors and did not wash shirts. A de mouse is such a small muck like gossip or some household trifle. Like, if Love is beaten for a long time and diligently, then in order to finally chop it up, a little thing is enough. Well, a simple testicle is a habit that grandparents got instead of love. Hen Ryaba, respectively, Fate or Higher intelligence. And Ryaba is because it is pockmarked, i.e. black and white, i.e. combines both black and white sides of life” or about the ecological end of the world: http://barmalei.livejournal.com/87435.html

Here are a few more interpretations: http://www.mirovozzrenie.ru/index.php?option=com_content&task=view&id=17&Itemid=215

Perhaps all these interpretations are not without meaning, but the most plausible decoding (as it seems to me) is offered by E. Nikolaeva in the book "111 tales for child psychologists « (if you don’t have the strength to read in full, pay attention at least to the last 5 paragraphs):

“Once upon a time there were Grandfather and Baba. And they had a Ryaba Hen. The hen laid an egg. Yes, not simple, but golden. Grandfather beat-beat - did not break. Baba beat-beat - did not break. The mouse ran, waved its tail - the testicle fell and broke. Grandfather cries, Baba cries, and the Hen cackles: “Don't cry, Grandfather, don't cry, Baba. I will lay you another testicle - not golden, but simple.

Ask a parent to tell you this story. It is difficult to find a person who does not know her. You can start by asking if the parent has read the story to the child. If you read it, then let it retell. If there is a hitch in the story, you can help. And when the parent tells the whole story, it is worth asking a few questions.

Grandfather and Baba wanted to break an egg?
If they wanted to, then why did they cry?
Why didn't Grandfather and Baba pawn the shells in a pawnshop if they are gold?
What was in the testicle when it broke?
How often did the parent think about the situation when telling the story to the child?
Why does a parent read this particular fairy tale to a child if it is full of contradictions?
What do we expect from reading this tale?

Moral: often, when communicating with a child, we do not think about what we are really doing, and therefore we offer him something that we ourselves do not know the answer to.

Comment: Most parents will report that they never thought about the content of the story. Those who say that they were always embarrassed by its content will add that they never found an explanation. strange behavior Grandfather and Baba. Here it is worth paying attention to the fact that, remaining at a loss, we often do not change our behavior, do not trust the child, for example, after consulting with him about the content of the tale. After all, one could simply ask the child about what Grandfather and Baba are doing, why are they crying?

It is quite possible that the psychologist will hear the parent's counter question about how one can consult with a one and a half year old child to whom the parent read a fairy tale? Then one can simply ask, how often does a parent even ask about a child's opinion? And this in itself can be a separate topic for conversation.

However, if the parent remains confused about the previous one (that is, the psychologist clearly grasped the context of the unconscious), then it is better to develop the "fabulous" direction further, and not rise again to the level of consciousness.

It can be said that the parent just retold this tale word for word, because he remembered it not when he read it to the child, but when his parents read it to him, still a child. Information received in early age, we keep all life and perceive it without criticism, because at this age we have not developed critical thinking. Therefore, when reading a fairy tale as an adult, we continue to relate to it without a shadow of doubt.

But a fairy tale is only a pretext for discussing what a parent does when he or she reads a fairy tale or otherwise interacts with a child. When communicating, the child remembers all the statements of the parents and, just like a fairy tale, treats them uncritically. Therefore, already as an adult, a person sees in the mirror not himself, but the image that he has developed under the influence of the words of people significant to him: “You are such and such or such and such. Nothing will come of you” or “You will grow up, you will work hard and achieve everything you want.” These words and the attitude towards a child under 5 form a scenario that entangles a person with invisible threads and makes adults act not in accordance with the real situation, but in accordance with the ideas about themselves and their destiny that were formed in childhood.

When we read a fairy tale to a child, he reacts not to it, but to our attitude towards it.

A fairy tale told in childhood makes it possible to understand many features of an adult's behavior. Besides this fairy tale not domestic, it is not easy to interpret. It differs from others in that it is told to all the children of our culture, because it bears the imprint of this culture.

That version of "Ryaba's Hen", which the parent is most likely to remember, appeared in the 19th century, when this one had a very ancient fairy tale the great teacher K. D. Ushinsky for some reason took away the ending. And the ending can be found in the three-volume book by A. N. Afanasyev “Russian Folk Tales”. When reading this option, it turns out that after Grandfather and Baba cried, the granddaughters came, found out about the testicle, broke the buckets (they went for water), spilled the water. The mother, having learned about the testicle (and she was kneading the dough), broke the kneader, the father, who at that moment was in the smithy, smashed the smithy, and the priest, passing by, demolished the bell tower. And the peasants, having learned about this event, in different versions of the tale, hanged themselves or drowned themselves.

What kind of event is this, after which there was no stone left unturned?

Most likely, such details will confuse the parent, so we can continue that repeated in different corners world events, actions and heroes participating in them, K. Jung called archetypes - ancient ideas. They are transmitted through fairy tales to people of the same culture. At the moment of extreme stress, a person begins to behave not as characteristic of his personality, but shows behavior common to this people. If we take into account that this fairy tale is not everyday, but carries the features of our culture, then it can be read differently.

Someone gave Grandfather and Baba something that they had never met. An egg as an archetype, which is regularly found both in myths and in fairy tales of all peoples, is a symbol of the birth of something. It is golden, because it does not look like what the Hen was carrying earlier. That is why Grandfather and Baba do not run to the pawnshop to pawn a golden shell, so that later they can buy a mountain of simple eggs. Gold, like the egg itself, is only a symbol here. But the old people are trying to destroy what they have never met before in their lives. But you could wait, put it aside and see who hatches from it. But they do not act like this, but are in a hurry to destroy this new one. And here another archetypal hero appears in the story - the Mouse. We write her name with a capital letter, because this is also not a small rodent, but a symbol. It is not for nothing that in many Russian fairy tales she is a key subject, which solves the problems that have arisen. The mouse as an archetype is God's substitute. And then the one who gave, he takes away what people do not know how to use. And then another archetype appears in the tale.

But it will be better if the psychologist does not simply say what kind of archetype it is, but helps the parent to feel its existence. The psychologist can tell him that he would like to prove the existence of this archetype, and not just report it. After all, it was precisely for its introduction into the unconscious of every child of a given culture that this fairy tale was created, for the sake of it it is passed down from generation to generation.

The psychologist asks the parent to completely trust him for two minutes, close his eyes, listen to his voice and compare what he hears with what is happening at that moment in his soul. If the parent agrees to such an experiment, then the psychologist in a slow, clear voice, befitting suggestion, says: “Imagine that there is Someone about whom you know that any of his words will come true for sure. And now this Someone comes in and says to you: “From now on, nothing new will ever, NEVER happen in your life. Just an eternal repetition of what you have already experienced. Never anything new. The eternal cycle of already accomplished events.

What do you feel? - you ask the parent in a normal voice. Obviously, he will say that either he did not believe you (worst case), or he felt scared, unpleasant, bad (you succeeded). Then you say that right now a person has felt the reality in himself of the most important archetype that all people of the same culture pass on to each other from generation to generation - this is the archetype of the Miracle. We live because we know for sure that if not today, then tomorrow, if not tomorrow, then the day after tomorrow, but a miracle will surely happen to us. Everyone has their own. But for everyone it is extremely attractive.

There is one difference between the Russian archetype of a miracle and a similar archetype of other peoples (and everyone has it, since it is it that allows us to survive when there is simply no hope, when life drives us into a dead end). For many Russian-speakers, this miracle happens for nothing, “for free,” because many of our fairy tales tell how a miracle happens without any effort on our part. And here the psychologist has the opportunity to talk about the fact that a miracle will definitely happen to a child, and to any other person, but not for free, but thanks to joint work. It's a long way to create a miracle, but a very effective one. If it is possible to conduct such a mini-training with the parent, then further cooperation with him is guaranteed.”

Hello, dear readers blog "Russian word"!

In a previous article on fairy tales, I wrote that storytelling fairy tales is an old Russian custom.

Each of us remembers his childhood, when adults told fairy tales, and we asked for more and more new fairy tales. The fairy tale plunges us into a fantasy world full of mysteries and secrets. Everything secret, unknown, unknown always attracts ...

But here's what's interesting. Do you know that those fairy tales that we loved to listen to in childhood, and which we now tell our children, are

ADAPTED tales?!

Actually in Russian folk unadapted fairy tales the ancient ideas of the people about life are hidden. All non-adapted fairy tales very scary. After reading such a tale, an unprepared person in best case will experience shock, and at worst, sink into a deep depression.

When reading an unadapted fairy tale, one must understand that it was created several thousand years ago. Therefore, you need to have at least a general idea of ​​\u200b\u200bthe rites and rituals of the ancient Slavs.

For example, our ancestors imagined life to be endless.

Since ancient times, the symbol of the infinity of life has been egg. The egg is the prototype of all life on earth! By the way, I remembered a question that always baffles me: what came first - the chicken or the egg?.. Nevertheless, there is always new life in the egg!

Everyone knows the "simple" tale of Hen Ryaba:

There lived a grandfather and a woman. They had a chicken ryaba. The chicken laid an egg, not a simple one - a golden one. Grandfather beat, beat - did not break. Baba beat, beat - did not break. The mouse ran, waved its tail, the testicle fell and broke. The grandfather is crying, the woman is crying, and the hen is clucking: - Don't cry, grandfather, don't cry, woman! I'll lay you a new testicle, not a golden one, but a simple one!

I confess I never understood meaning of this story! Why is it that grandfather and woman suddenly start crying, killing themselves over a broken testicle ?! They wanted to destroy him! And by the way, why did they want to break it?!

The meaning of this story will become clear if you read the unadapted text of the tale. Here he is:

Grandfather and grandmother lived. And they had ryabushechka chicken, old lady.

She laid an egg in the porch on a shelf, on a rye straw. No matter where the mouse came from, it cracked this testicle.

The grandfather is crying, the woman is grieving, she has broken her leg, the tyn has become loose, the oak tree has knocked off its leaves.

Popov's daughter went for water, broke buckets, came home without water. Popadya asks: “Why are you a daughter, did you come without water?” She said:

What grief for me, what great grief for me! An old man lived with an old woman. And they had a ryabushechka hen, an old old woman. She laid an egg in the porch on a shelf, on a rye straw. No matter where the mouse came from, it cracked this testicle. The grandfather is crying, the woman is grieving, she has broken her leg, the tyn has become loose, the oak tree has knocked off its leaves. And I went for water, broke the buckets, broke the rocker. At least you, priest, leave the pies out the window with grief!

Popadya with grief and threw the pies out the window. Pop goes: “What are you doing, popadya ?!” And she replies:

What a grief on me, what a great grief on me! An old man lived with an old woman. And they had a ryabushechka hen, an old old woman. She laid an egg in the porch on a shelf, on a rye straw. No matter where the mouse came from, it cracked this testicle. The grandfather is crying, the woman is grieving, she has broken her leg, the tyn has become loose, the oak tree has knocked off its leaves. Our daughter went for water, broke the buckets, broke the rocker. And with grief I left all the pies out the window. And you, priest, at least hurt yourself on the jamb with grief!

The pop ran away, but how he hit the jamb! Here he died. They began to bury the priest and celebrate the wake.

What an expensive egg!..

There is another, even more terrible, version of this story, where the granddaughter, having learned that the testicle was broken, took and ... hung herself! Horror!

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The grandfather cries, the woman cries, and the hen cackles:

- Don't cry, grandfather, don't cry, woman: I'll lay you an egg, not a golden one - a simple one!

Tale Hen Ryaba (Option 2)

There lived a grandfather and a woman, they had a hen Ryaba; she laid a testicle under the floor - colorful, bright, boney, tricky! The grandfather beat - did not break, the woman beat - did not break, and the mouse ran and crushed it with its tail. The grandfather is crying, the woman is crying, the chicken is cackling, the gates are creaking, chips are flying from the yard, the top is staggering in the hut!

The priest's daughters went for water, they asked the grandfather, they asked the woman:

What are you crying about?

How can we not cry! - answer the grandfather and the woman. - We have a chicken Ryaba; she laid a testicle under the floor - colorful, bright, boney, tricky! The grandfather beat - did not break, the woman beat - did not break, and the mouse ran and crushed it with its tail.

When the priest's daughters heard this, out of great grief they threw the buckets to the ground, broke the yokes, and returned home empty-handed.

— Ah, mother! they say to the popadye. “You don’t know anything, you don’t know anything, but there is a lot of work in the world: a grandfather and a woman live for themselves, they have a hen Ryaba; she laid a testicle under the floor - colorful, bright, boney, tricky! The grandfather beat - did not break, the woman beat - did not break, and the mouse ran and crushed it with its tail. That is why the grandfather is crying, the woman is crying, the hen is cackling, the gates are creaking, chips are flying from the yard, the top is staggering in the hut. And we, going for water, abandoned the buckets, broke the rockers!

At that time, the priest was crying, and the hen was cackling, and immediately, out of great grief, knocked over the sourdough and scattered all the dough on the floor.

The pope came with a book.

— Ah, father! the priest tells him. “You don’t know anything, you don’t know anything, but there is a lot of work in the world: a grandfather and a woman live for themselves, they have a hen Ryaba; she laid a testicle under the floor - colorful, bright, boney, tricky! The grandfather beat - did not break, the woman beat - did not break, and the mouse ran and crushed it with its tail. That is why the grandfather is crying, the woman is crying, the hen is cackling, the gates are creaking, chips are flying from the yard, the top is staggering in the hut! Our daughters, going for water, abandoned the buckets, broke the rocker arms, and I kneaded the dough and, out of great grief, scattered everything on the floor!

Probably, we all read more than once in childhood fairy tale about Ryaba Hen. And it is so familiar, familiar and studied that most likely we know it by heart. And it seems that there is even no need to read the fairy tale itself again - we already remember everything perfectly. Although, oddly enough, there are several options for reading the tale about Ryaba the chicken, and even the number of characters can be different: a pop with a priest and a priest's daughter, and a magpie, and a cat Kotofeich, and even an oak tree. From a short fairy tale you can make a whole story!

And yet, I think I won’t be mistaken if I assume that very many of us had the thought: what kind of strange fairy tale is this about Ryaba the chicken? What is the meaning of this short Russian folk tale? And does it even have this meaning? And if not, then why does the fairy tale about the chicken Ryaba live for many centuries, and why even our great-great-great-grandchildren will still read it to their children? Surely each of us has our own original ideas about this. Let's read today classic version fairy tales about Chicken Ryaba at night for our kids, and then, when we put them to bed, we will discuss the meaning of this most famous and familiar fairy tale to everyone since childhood. So, a Russian folk tale:

Chicken Ryaba.

Once upon a time there lived a grandfather and a woman in the same village.

And they had a chicken. named Ryaba.

One day the hen Ryaba laid an egg on them. Yes, not a simple egg, golden.

Grandfather beat the testicle, did not break it.

The woman beat and beat the egg, did not break it.

The mouse ran, waved its tail, the testicle fell, and it broke!

The grandfather is crying, the woman is crying. And the hen Ryaba tells them:

- Don't cry grandfather, don't cry woman! I'll lay you a new testicle, but not a simple one, but a golden one!