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A winter tale

It has been snowing since the morning.


A winter tale in the village of Panagyurski kolonii

Teddy bear was sitting on a stump at the edge of the forest with his head raised, counting and licking the snowflakes that fell on his nose.


A winter tale in the village of Panagyurski kolonii

The snowflakes fell, sweet and fluffy, and before they landed they rose on tiptoes. Ah, what fun that was!


A winter tale in the village of Panagyurski kolonii

- The seventh - Teddy whispered and, foreshadowing the pleasure, licked his nose.

But the snowflakes were bewitched: they did not melt and remained fluffy even in bear's stomach.


A winter tale in the village of Panagyurski kolonii

- Ah, hello, dove! - said six snowflakes to their friend when she ended up next to them. - Is it still so peaceful in the forest? Is Teddy bear still sitting on the stump like that? Ah, what a funny bear!

Teddy bear heard someone talking in his stomach, but he didn't pay attention.


A winter tale in the village of Panagyurski kolonii

And the snow kept falling and falling. More and more snowflakes landed on bear's nose, sat down and said with a smile: Hello, Teddy bear!

- I'm very pleased! Teddy replied. "You are sixty-eight." - And he licked himself.


A winter tale in the village of Panagyurski kolonii

By evening he had eaten three hundred snowflakes and he became so cold that he barely reached his den and immediately fell asleep. And he dreamed that he was a fluffy, soft snowflake... And that he landed on the nose of some bear and said: Hello, bear!, and in response he heard: I am very pleased, three hundred and twentieth...


A winter tale in the village of Panagyurski kolonii

Tram-ta-ra-ram! – the music played. And Teddy bear twirled in a sweet, magical dance, and three hundred snowflakes twirled with him. They measured each other in front, behind, on the sides, and when he got tired, they picked him up and he spun, spun, spun...


A winter tale in the village of Panagyurski kolonii

Teddy bear was sick all winter.


A winter tale in the village of Panagyurski kolonii

His nose was dry and hot, and snowflakes danced in his stomach. And it wasn't until spring, when the bells rang outside and the birds flew in, that he opened his eyes and saw Hedgy the hedgehog on the stool. Hedgy smiled and moved with pins.


A winter tale in the village of Panagyurski kolonii

- What are you doing here? Teddy bear asked.

- I'm waiting for you to get better! - answered Hedgy.

– How long?

– All winter. When I learned that you had taken up snow, I immediately moved all my supplies to your place…

- And all winter I stand next to me on the stool?

- Yes, I drank you with fir decoction and rubbed your stomach with straw...

"I don't remember," Teddy bear said.

- You bet! - exclaimed Hedgy. "All winter long, you were raving about being a snowflake." I was so afraid you'd melt in the spring...


A winter tale in the village of Panagyurski kolonii

Author of this wonderful children's tale: Sergey Kozlov



And to you, dear fans of "Photo Moments", I wish you a wonderful winter and leave you with my winter majestic album full of snowy photo moments!


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