Belarusian Folk Tales

A Speckled Hen

Once upon a time there lived a grandpa and a grandma. They had a speckled hen. The hen laid a lot of eggs under a stove. Grandma collected the eggs into a basin and put it on a shelf. A mouse ran in waving her tail, the basin fell, the eggs broke.

Grandpa starts crying, grandma starts crying, the hen begins to cluck, gates squeak, chips fly, magpies crack, geese cackle, dogs bark.

A wolf goes:

"Grandpa, grandma, why do you cry?"

"Why don't we cry? Our hen laid a lot of eggs under the stove. Grandma collected the eggs into the basin and put it on the shelf. The mouse ran in, waving her tail, the basin fell, the eggs broke."

And the wolf starts howling.

A bear goes:

"The wolf, why do you howl?"

"Why don't I howl? The hen laid a lot of eggs under the stove for grandpa and grandma. Grandma collected the eggs into the basin and put it on the shelf. The mouse ran in waving her tail, the basin fell, the eggs broke. Grandpa starts crying, grandma starts crying, the hen begins to cluck, gates squeak, chips fly, magpies crack, geese cackle, dogs bark... And I can't bark, so I start howling."

The bear listened to that story and tore off his tail. Ever since then a bear has lived curtailed.

 



Translation: С.Трафімук

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