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One day a small bird was flying and holding several sunflower seeds in its beak. She flew to feed her little chicks, but could not keep all the seeds in her beak and one fell into the ground. Here the seed lies and thinks: “How can this be? I grew up with my brothers and sisters as seeds in a big beautiful sunflower, and now I’m lying alone in the ground. Now I’m useless to anyone, I won’t see anything now, it’s good that at least the bird didn’t eat me.” He lies and is bored. It began to rain, watered the seed, and then the sun came out, warmed the seed, and it began to wonder what was going on up there. The seed reached up towards the sun, stretched, stretched and... a small green sprout appeared from underground. It was he who began to grow from our seed. The seed-sprout looked around, he liked it above the ground, the sun warms him, the breeze blows him. And the sprout began to grow upward. It grows, reaches out to the sun, the rain gives it water, the sprout is doing well. Soon our sprout turned into a stalk and every day it became taller and taller, new green leaves appeared on it. A few weeks later, a large yellow bud grew on the stem, the petals of the bud began to slowly bloom, and now beautiful flower The sunflower raised its head to the sky towards the sun. “Oh, what a beautiful sunflower I have turned into!” - thought the former little seed. Soon, many white-green seeds appeared inside the large flower; the seeds ripened and became black. The sunflower shook his head, smiled at the sun and thought: “How amazingly this world works! Just recently, my brothers and sisters and my sunflower seeds lived peacefully in a large, beautiful sunflower. A bird flew in, grabbed me in its beak, but couldn’t hold me and dropped me to the ground. Then I sprouted, turned into a sprout, then into a stem, grew, grew and became a big real yellow sunflower. Now I myself have a lot of small black seeds, which will soon scatter everywhere and big beautiful sunflowers will grow from them, looking like little suns.”
One day, a little sprout made an important decision for itself. He told everyone that he wanted to be like the Sun. Let's read a fairy tale about this..
"Generous Sunflower"
Author of the tale: Iris Review
When a sprout I know was little, he decided that when he grew up, he would be like the Sun. Everyone looks like someone. Lily of the valley flowers look like white pearls, bell flowers look like real bells.
“Everyone likes the sun,” the sprout reasoned, “golden, tall, round.” That's how I'll be.
Time passed, the summer sun warmed the earth well, the warm rain fed every living thing on earth to its full. And our familiar sprout rose, became strong and strong.
And he really became like the Sun. He had a huge yellow flower, reaching for the real sun.
They began to call him Sunflower. During the day, the Sunflower turned its head following the Sun, and at night he lowered it down - that’s how he slept.
And by autumn, the head of the Sunflower was already tightly packed with delicious seeds.
The sunflower turned out to be not only similar in appearance to the sun, but also as generous as it. People learned to make halva from sunflower seeds, sunflower oil, kozinaki; and the seeds themselves are a healthy and tasty treat.
This is how the Sunflower turned out!
Questions for the fairy tale “The Generous Sunflower”
What did the little sprout decide to look like?
What helped the sprout become strong and strong?
Have you seen a real sunflower?
When does a sunflower produce seeds: in spring, summer or autumn?
How many sunflower seeds does a sunflower have?
What can be made from sunflower seeds?
A fairy tale about a sunflower seed for anxious children experiencing fears and loneliness
In the garden, on a tall sunflower, lived a large family of sunflower seeds. They lived amicably and cheerfully.
One day - it was at the end of summer - they were awakened by strange sounds. It was the voice of the Wind. It rustled louder and louder.
“It's time! It's time!! It's time!!!" - called the Wind.
The seeds suddenly realized that it was really time for them to leave the basket of their native sunflower. They hurried and began to say goodbye to each other.
Some were taken by birds, others flew away with the wind, and the most impatient ones jumped out of the basket themselves. Those who remained enthusiastically discussed the upcoming journey and the unknown that awaited them. They knew that some extraordinary transformation awaited them.
Only one seed was sad. He did not want to leave his native basket, which had been warmed by the sun all summer and in which it was so cozy.
-Where are you in a hurry? You've never left home before and don't know what's out there! I'm not going anywhere! “I’ll stay here!” it said.
The brothers and sisters laughed at the seed and said:
- You are a coward! How can you refuse such a trip?
And every day there were fewer and fewer of them in the basket.
And then, finally, the day came when the seed was left alone in the basket. No one laughed at him anymore, no one called him a coward, but no one invited him to come with them anymore. Seed suddenly felt so lonely! Oh! Why didn't it leave the basket with its brothers and sisters!
“Maybe I really am a coward?” - thought the seed.
Rain is coming. And then it got colder, and the wind became angry and no longer whispered, but whistled: “Hurry up!” The sunflower bent to the ground under the gusts of wind. The seed became afraid to remain in the basket, which seemed about to tear off the stem and roll to an unknown destination.
“What will happen to me? Where will the Wind take me? Will I never see my brothers and sisters again? - it asked itself. - I want to be with them. I don't want to be here alone. Will I really not be able to overcome my fear?
And then the seed decided. "Come what may!" - and, gathering strength, jumped down.
The wind caught it so that it would not get hurt, and carefully lowered it onto the soft ground. The ground was warm, somewhere above the wind was already howling, but from here its noise seemed like a lullaby. It was safe here. It was as cozy here as it once was in a sunflower basket, and the seed, tired and exhausted, fell asleep unnoticed.
The seed woke up in early spring. I woke up and didn’t recognize myself. Now it was no longer a seed, but a delicate green sprout that stretched towards the gentle sun. And around there were many of the same sprouts into which his brothers and sisters-seeds turned.
They were all happy to meet again, and they were especially happy about our seed. And now no one called him a coward. Everyone told him:
- Well done! You turned out to be so brave! After all, you were left alone, and there was no one to support you.
Everyone was proud of him. And the seed was very happy.
From book "Labyrinths of the Soul"
Illustration: WallpapersMap.com
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O. Khukhlaeva "Labyrinths of the Soul"
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