A very long fairy tale. Japanese fairy tales

One day in one office the director got drunk. The general there, or vice versa the executive - who knows... In general, the most important one.

And he’s such a wow man, only when he drinks completely, you can’t tell right away. The look just becomes heavy, like UPS at 6500, and the muzzle is like that of a burbot. And all sorts of ideas come to him, and then he doesn’t remember anything.

And so, it turns out, he got drunk one day and came to the office, just not at all. Darker than toner. Apparently, they had a good rest on the weekend - they came from the head office to see him, and who came and what they drank about there - only the chief accountant knows, and they only hire people as chief accountants who don’t talk about them even in prison, because they have criminal liability.

But this is not about that, but about how melancholy gripped him. And she grabbed it so tightly, like a gripping tool for RJ-45. He entered the office, barked something to the secretary, and went into the office.

Since then, the scenery has crumbled like a picture from a pirate CD. Well, she made coffee (and the coffee in their office was great - they brought the machine from zone.de, but that’s a different story, and I’ll tell it later), she was shaking, and she went into the office. And the director is sitting there at the computer and tinkering with the “Personnel” workstation. Human, then, is exploring resources.

Kofia took a sip, looked out the window, and his secretary asked him, like, so and so, are there any orders. And he asks - come on, tell me about your work.
The color saturation in her face has completely disappeared, the stuttering in the wave buffer has started, so, they say, so, like I’m sending out letters, answering the phone, and that the spoon in the mug is not the director’s name, it was the financial director who took it over the weekend and has not returned it yet, but he didn’t say why. Well, the director immediately said to her, “No, tell me something more interesting.” Why should I tell her, when in three years the most important incident was when she and Anka chatted intercity for half an hour at the expense of the company. He stands with his eyes on the floor and is silent - “four hundred and four,” like, nothing to tell. The director said to the side: “You fool!”, and he said to her: “Now you send me everyone here, starting from the top positions, and let everyone prepare a story or some kind of incident. Now I need to hold out until the evening, because if I get sober now, it could cause great damage to the company. Therefore, those who tell a short story will be fired without leaving the table. And the stories should all be about work, because on Monday in the office, and even with the director, you can’t just talk about it.

In general, for a long time or for a long time, the entire management staff was fired. There is not a single director or deputy director left. Everything was drained. Parasites - one word, what kind of cases are there at work when all the work is to make sure that a subordinate does not go around on a quarry excavator. The financial director held out the longest - he talked about that spoon for eight minutes, but let it slip that he didn’t come to the office to work on Saturday at all - so he didn’t even have time to say “ruble” before the order was signed.

The heads of departments have already been thinned out, and it is the turn of the head of the technical department. And he was absent due to illness - over the weekend he tried the download manager with the guys, and they got so pumped up that in the morning their face couldn’t fit into the roll scanner. And instead of him, a system administrator went, an Enikey guy in our opinion.

When he comes in, the director is even surprised - why are you skipping the line? I have people there with three higher degrees and courses in London who are still unsacked. Well, that crazy guy was, he says, like, he switched lines with the boss. Why, the director asks, did you change it for? The screw, he says, is new. Otherwise my old one is on the server. Do you remember when our server crashed? Oh, well, you can’t see it from here - there’s a hot swap, everything’s going on. And then he fell, as usual, and the backup was lying at the department head’s house, because they don’t allocate funds for backup. And the head of the department was on vacation to travel from the mountains with his whole family. Well, the modem was connected and received incoming messages, just in case. Well, I moved my screw to the server, half the database is alive, but half the database needs to be restored. And the last backup was made before the renovation with the move, when the server was moved to the basement, and now the nearest nipple to the Internet is on the second floor. Well, I turned around and looked - there was a floppy disk. Three inches. I set the backup to merge, uploaded it to a floppy disk with 1.44, and went into the basement. Inserted it, drained it, and went back up. And there the second piece is already waiting for me. Well, I also put it on disk, and down to the server. Then after the next one, and back - almost one and a half meters at a time...

The director feels that he has already begun to nod off, but he holds on. Then he seemed to have a clouding, and he seemed to come to his senses - he wasn’t gawking so much anymore. The sun is setting, and the Enikey guy keeps going on and on about the same topic, like a looped playlist - they say, up the stairs to the second - disk to the disk drive - file - send that - disk to the paw - to the basement - disk to the disk drive - append - to the second .. The director shook his head and said, “How long are you going to carry disks there?” And he answers - well, out of two gigs, only six hundred meters have been dragged so far. The director waved his hands at him - that’s enough, he said, and the Enikey guy responded - just wait, the backup still needs to be restored! In general, the director gave him a bonus right away, in the department of office chairs made of genuine leather (well, I lied about that), the same UPS for 6500, a pancake cutter with a supply of pancakes, a personal gift for the Enikey employee - a USB flash drive for two gigs and a dedicated line was finally paid for .

But the financial director was never taken back. Because there was no spoon.

Welcome to the site of fairy tales of the peoples of the world One Thousand and One Nights - the site, what is a fairy tale?

The even golden light of the moon flooded the tall house, standing on stilts, as if on stilts, illuminating the children and adults sitting on a high platform - an open porch - around old Thuong, the storyteller grandfather. Not far away, through the tropical night, the silhouettes of low Vietnamese mountains, hunched over like turtles, were more visible than visible. The speech flowed measuredly and melodiously - the grandfather told fairy tales.

In them, as in the fairy tales of all peoples of the world, lived a person’s daring dream of happiness, of wonderful objects and miracles: a flying carpet and thousand-mile shoes, of palaces that appear by magic, and of extraordinary, huge grains of rice.

A fairy tale is an amazing creation of the human genius; it elevates a person, makes him happy, gives him faith in his strength, in the future, captivates him with the achievability of what seems completely impossible...
The next morning I said goodbye to grandfather Thuong, and for a long time I heard the melodic and majestic sounds of the gong coming from his house, where people had gathered on the occasion of the departure of the Soviet-Vietnamese expedition of folklorists.

Of course, fairy tales were and are listened to both in Russian huts and in African huts covered with palm leaves. In a word, everywhere. But now, in order to get acquainted with the fairy tales of almost any people in the world, it is not necessary to listen to the storyteller, it is enough to reach out to the shelf with books: now these fairy tales have been translated into many languages, have become a consciously important phenomenon of world culture, without which it would be far from complete, but The childhood of each of us is deprived of something important.

But this was not always the case, and Pushkin in 1824, in his letter from exile - the village of Mikhailovskoye, complained and admired: “In the evening I listen to fairy tales - and thereby compensate for the shortcomings of my damned upbringing. What a delight these tales are! Each one is a poem!”

Of course, fairy tales, once recorded in a book published in thousands of copies, will be preserved for future generations. They will also be read by those who will never see a storyteller or storyteller in their lives. But without witnessing the masterful performance of such storytellers as Grandfather Thuong, we will lose a lot. After all, the grandfather both recited melodiously and imitated the hubbub of birds, the roar of mountain streams, the roar of tigers and the trumpet sounds of elephants. He imitated the noise of the jungle, the cry of monkeys, the sound of a stream. In a word, it was a kind of one-man theater, especially since the storyteller complemented the expressiveness of his performance with gestures. The important role oral creativity played in people’s lives is evidenced by the fact that the pantheons of local cults of different peoples included gods or spirits - patrons of singers, storytellers and storytellers.

Folklore, therefore, unlike literature, is not only a verbal art. It includes gesture, elements of theatrical acting, melody, and singing. This is a multi-component, synthetic art. In addition, this is a collective art, because a folklore work is created among the people, transmitted and polished over a long time. And the storyteller is not the author, but the performer of the fairy tale, although he, of course, to the extent of his talent, brings something new into the fairy tale, enriches it. Therefore, a fairy tale has many variants, but, like a literary work, there is no single canonical text established by the will of the author, which alone should be presented to the reader.

It is very important to note that the storyteller is based on the tradition of storytelling and follows it: if he tries to break the tradition, move away from it, the listener will immediately perceive artificiality and falsehood.
What is a fairy tale? How does it differ from myth, legend, tradition?

Myths are usually considered to be tales that convey the ideas of people of primitive society and antiquity about the origin of the world and the entire universe, all life on earth, about various natural phenomena, about deities, spirits and deified heroes. Myths provide an explanation - but a fantastic explanation - of the origin of the elements of the universe, the Sun, Moon and stars, and tell how peoples appeared on earth.
This is the African Bushmen myth “How a Girl Made the Stars” about the amazing times of “first creation” and an amazing girl - apparently a spirit who participated in the creation of the Universe. “One day she took a handful of ash from the fire and threw it into the sky. The ash scattered there, and a starry road ran across the sky.” And then, from questions of the universe, the fairy tale turns to the everyday situation: “Since then, this bright starry road illuminates the earth at night with a soft light, so that people return home not in complete darkness and find their home.”
It must be said that in this collection, somewhat simplifying and departing from scientific rigor, we do not particularly highlight myths.
Many of the folklore works of the peoples of Africa, Australia and Oceania, and the indigenous population of America, presented in this book, are very close to myths. Not just mythology, its images, motives, but also its very spirit permeates the folklore of these peoples, testifies to its archaic nature, to the fact that it is at relatively early stages of development, although its cognitive and artistic value is undoubted. Moreover, the myths of all these peoples are a living phenomenon: how they are told can still be heard today.

The time period of myths is usually attributed to distant, distant times, when, as people thought, the world and the Universe had not yet been formed. Therefore, we find the following openings: “When the world was young, there was no night, and the Indians of the Maue tribe never slept...” Or from the fairy tale of the aborigines (indigenous inhabitants) of Australia: “When the world was very young, people did not have fire. ..”

Since myths are, first of all, fantastic stories about where the heavenly bodies, natural phenomena, the earth itself, man, fire, various cultural goods came from: tools, cultivated plants, skills, as well as animals, insects, fish, etc. , - then the origin of all this in myth is explained by some incident, some event from the distant times of the mythical “first creation”.
So, in a Bushman fairy tale it is said that before the sun was a man, an old man who loved to lie down, and then it became light only around his house, and the whole world plunged into darkness. Therefore, one woman decided to send her children to the sun man so that they would lift him up and throw him into the sky. Or, for example, this is how the myth of the African Sotho people explains the fact that people of different races and nations have different skin colors.

It turns out that people once lived as one family in the cave of the first man named Lowe. But one day they quarreled, started a fight and killed Lowe’s beloved son, then Lowe drove them out of his cave. People got out and walked under the hot sun. It scorched them so that some became dark, others completely black. By the way, the motive of a person’s origin from the earth, a hole or a cave is one of the most ancient, just like the origin from a termite mound - a nest of termite ants. “The very first people came out of the termite mound,” say the Africans of the Akamba people, “it was a man and his wife and another husband and wife.”

However, in African folklore, myths about the creation of the Universe, heavenly bodies, and the Earth occupy a relatively modest place. There are much more myths directed at the person himself, like the one just told, about the origin of cultural goods, skills, etc.

The most archaic are the myths and folklore of the aborigines of Australia, who until recently lived in a primitive communal system and still tenaciously cling to their institutions, customs and habits, that is, to their culture, which organically includes, first of all, myths.

These are myths that tell about the flood and earthquake (“Great Shaking and Great Water”), about the Sun, about how the Moon appeared in the sky, where animals, birds and fish came from, about where the Australians got the boomerang - a brilliant invention of the primitive people, a skillfully curved stick that returns to the person who threw it. The Australian aborigines have a wonderful idea of ​​the so-called “dream time” - this mythical time when the world was created. It is interesting that, according to the aborigines, it is able to return to people in a dream: that is why it is “dream time”. Such is the influence and power of myth for Australians.
Among African peoples, attention is drawn to mythical characters who represent the personification - deification - of celestial or atmospheric phenomena. Africans talk about the powerful god Mawu. Once upon a time, Mavu lived among people and the sky was so close that you could touch it with your hand. But one day a woman threw hot porridge straight into the sky and hit Mav in the face. Since then, Mawu has gone high and taken the sky with him. A number of Asian peoples have a similar myth.

But we note that, judging by other myths and fairy tales, Mavu is also the first ancestor of the gods. And the first ancestor of people among a number of African peoples is considered to be the deity of rain and thunderstorms, Leza, who was represented as a celestial being: his voice was thunder, and his eyes were stars. He also plays the role of a cultural hero, sending seeds of cultivated plants to people.

But in the folklore of different nations, paired with a serious and positive cultural hero, there is a character who is not very serious, sometimes roguish, curious or absent-minded, sometimes even thieving, who seems to undermine the efforts of the positive cultural hero. We see something similar in the Kaonde African fairy tale “The Three Calabashes”.

Leza sent three tightly closed calabashes (hollow dried pumpkins that served as vessels) with the Miyimbu bird to the first people on earth, with instructions not to open them under any circumstances. But on the way, the bird Miyimba is overcome by curiosity, she breaks the ban, opens the calabashes, discovers seeds in two, and from the third falls illness and death, predatory animals and dangerous poisonous snakes.

Characters who, like the Miyimbu bird, out of mischief or curiosity spoil the affairs of a serious culture hero, may be animals or appear in human form.

Directly related to mythology are the etiological (talking about the origin of something) endings of fairy tales about animals. For example, the tale of the Polynesians of the Hawaiian Islands “The Stealing of Fire,” which tells that the chicken did not immediately reveal to the demigod named Maui the secret of making fire by friction, ends like this: “Maui was still angry with the bird: why did she chase him... and he burned the chicken's comb with fire. Since then, the chickens’ combs have turned red.”

However, this whole tale is entirely connected with a mythological origin - it speaks of the origin of the skill of making fire by friction using a wooden stick.

Maui is by no means an episodic character, but rather one of the central characters in Polynesian folklore: he is a cultural hero (that is, the one who, like Prometheus, provides people with fire, cultural goods and various skills) and a participant in the mythical “prime creation.” The myths and fairy tales of Polynesia revolve around the cultural hero - a feature characteristic of archaic folklore.

It is Maui who fishes islands out of the ocean with a fishing rod, raises the firmament, obtains grains, etc. At the same time, as we already know, he decorates the chicken with a blood-red comb. Apparently, this seemingly unexpected connection between the chicken and fire goes back to the idea of ​​the rooster as a symbol of the sun. After all, who, if not he, heralds with his “crow” the imminent dawn and the appearance of the daylight, which in Polynesia rises from the depths of the ocean?
And in the African fairy tale “Why does the monkey live in the trees”, the well-known motif of enmity between different animals is used (here we are talking about a forest cat and a monkey), in order to finally give an “explanation”: “Since then, the monkey has lived in the trees and doesn't like to walk on the ground. This is because she is very afraid of the forest cat.” Of course, myth here already gives way to poetic fiction.

Unlike myths, legends and traditions are addressed to history - the founding of states, cities, the fate of historical figures, battles, etc. A fairy tale is usually called an oral story of a magical, adventure or everyday nature with a focus on fiction.

A fairy tale is a story about the obviously impossible. The last feature is especially important - in a fairy tale there is necessarily something fantastic, implausible: animals talk there and often help the hero; objects that are ordinary at first glance, like Aladdin’s old lamp, turn out to be magical, etc. It is not without reason that the famous Russian proverb says that “A fairy tale is a lie, but there is a hint in it, a lesson for good fellows.” Without fantasy there is no fairy tale, and often it is also instructive, and “good fellows” can really learn a life lesson from it - a lesson of morality, kindness, honesty, intelligence and sometimes cunning, without which, sometimes, there is no way to get out of a situation. troubles. Features of great similarity have long been noticed in the fairy tales of peoples living in different parts of Asia, Europe, and Africa. Sometimes these are simply recent borrowings. Thus, some of La Fontaine’s fables turned into fairy tales and began to be transmitted orally in Madagascar and Vietnam, after they were translated into Malagasy and Vietnamese. The French folklorist G. Ferrand reported with surprise that in Madagascar at the end of the last century he recorded the fairy tale “The Frogs Who Wanted to Have a Ruler” from an illiterate old man who could not read La Fontaine even in translation, although his fairy tale, its characters, plot moves and the motifs were strikingly reminiscent of La Fontaine’s fable “The Frogs Who Asked to Be Given a King.” Of course, some details have been changed to accommodate the understanding of the people of Madagascar. La Fontaine's poetic fable was translated into prose by a Malagasy storyteller. But this case is relatively clear and simple.

But there are at least three hundred and fifty very popular fairy tales, reminiscent of “Cinderella” from the famous collection of French fairy tales by Charles Perrault (1628-1703), around the world, and many of them involve a lost shoe. It also exists in fairy tales of this type, which the reader will find in this collection - “The Golden Slipper” (Vietnam) and “Khonchhi and Phatchhi” (Korea). True, the heroine of the Korean fairy tale, of course, is the owner not of a golden slipper, but of a kotsin - a common cloth shoe in Korea, embroidered with colored patterns. Some peoples of Southeast Asia who do not use shoes may not have shoes in the tale, just as they do not exist in the English version - the tale “The Reed Cap”, where a ring appears. But in general, the shoe in the fairy tale did not appear by chance: the fairy tale ends with marriage, and in the wedding ceremony of a number of peoples, a shoe was always present (hence, probably, the expression “henpecked husband”). By the way, among European peoples a ring is an indispensable attribute at a wedding.

It is important for us to note that despite all the undeniable similarities in fairy tales like “Cinderella” - both French and Korean - the plots do not completely coincide; there are discrepancies in the content and depiction of images, which is associated with the peculiarities of social and family relations, everyday life, and folklore traditions of each nation .

In the collection we present the Indian fairy tale “The Golden Fish”, written down in a remote corner of Central India. Anyone who has read or heard Pushkin’s wonderful “The Tale of the Fisherman and the Fish” will instantly recognize something well-known. And the weak-willed, although kind, old man (“henpecked husband”), and the grumpy old woman, greedy for honors and wealth, and the golden fish (and not Pushkin’s golden fish), delivering blessings and high titles - all this is surprisingly familiar to us from fairy tale of the great Russian poet. Moreover, scientists claim that the fairy tale about the goldfish exists almost everywhere in Europe, in Latin America and Canada, where it was probably brought by settlers from Europe; it is also known in Indonesia and Africa.

Those who have read the German fairy tales of the Brothers Grimm well remember the three miracle masters who achieved incredible success in their craft. One of them, a barber, shaved a hare as it ran at full speed, the other... However, we will not retell this famous story, but will only say that it is very popular in the folklore of the peoples of Europe and Asia. Its earliest record is found in the collection of ancient Indian narratives "Twenty-five Tales of Vetala". The Russian folklorist of the last century, V.F. Miller (1848-1913), who recorded a fairy tale with a similar plot among the Chechens, noted that it seemed to him “like a tattered sheet from an ancient book, carried into the remote gorges of the Caucasus ridge.”

V. F. Miller did not attach importance to the differences in the content of these tales.
Meanwhile, if we take the Vietnamese fairy tale “The Three Craftsmen,” we will see that it differs from the ancient Indian one not only in national features: in it, for example, we find the motive for choosing a son-in-law, common in Vietnamese folklore (the father of the bride selects a groom for his daughter). An ancient Indian fairy tale speaks of the bride’s desire to choose, in accordance with class ideas, a “valiant husband.” But the Vietnamese fairy tale affirms a different ideal, namely the folk ideal of a skilled worker. The beauty’s father reasons like this: “It does not suit my daughter to be the wife of an official ruler or a rich man. She will marry someone who will be an unsurpassed master in his craft.”

The ancient Indian tale features three heroes: an archer (warrior), a sorceress (soothsayer) and a man who made a chariot that “rides through the air in the intended direction”; in Vietnamese - a marksman (hunter), diver (fisherman; fishing is the original occupation of the Vietnamese) and healer.

How to explain the observed similarities and differences? Scientists have been thinking about this question for a long time and put forward several theories back in the last century.

First, the so-called mythological school appeared, the origins of which were the famous collectors of German folklore, the brothers Grimm (Jacob, 1785-1863, and Wilhelm, 1786-1859); in Russia, this theory was developed by A. N. Afanasyev (1826-1871), a famous collector of Russian fairy tales, and F. I. Buslaev (1818-1897). At that time, scientists made an astonishing discovery: they established the kinship of most European languages ​​and the languages ​​of India and Iran. They called this community the Indo-European language family. Therefore, linguists then set themselves the task of restoring the prehistoric “proto-language,” and folklorists sought to reconstruct the “proto-myth,” the common source of the mythology of all Indo-European peoples. This “primary myth,” as scientists believed, would also help explain the similarities of fairy tales.

The mythological school has done a lot in science to collect comparative material, but many of its starting points turned out to be controversial and its ideas false. Reducing the entire wealth of folklore to myth, the most ancient religious ideas, inattention to the life of the modern peasantry, among whom folklore developed and existed—all this undermined the foundations of the mythological school.

Another theory, the theory of borrowing, was largely based on the study of the ways of distribution of ancient Indian fairy tale collections, especially the Panchatantra (III-IV centuries), which came to Europe and Rus' in the Middle Ages through Western Asia. The most prominent supporters of the theory of borrowing were the German Indologist T. Benfey (1809-1881) in the West, and in Russia A. N. Pypin (1833-1904) and V. F. Miller. Acquaintance with the richness of Indian fairy tales led scientists to think about India as the birthplace of fairy tales, from where fairy tales set out to travel around the world. This theory saw the only reason for the similarity of plots and motifs of fairy tales of different peoples in borrowing. This was its one-sidedness, since the facts indicated that coincidences and similarities were observed in the tales of peoples who, in all likelihood, had no contact with each other.
And finally, in the second half of the last century, some scientists began to explain similar phenomena in the folklore of different peoples by the similarity of people’s living conditions and psychology. This theory grew out of the study of spiritual and material culture, social relations of backward peoples who were at the early stages of development. This theory was called ethnographic.

Soviet science of folklore is a new stage in the development of folkloristics. Soviet scientists are not only now carrying out truly gigantic work in collecting and publishing works of folklore of the peoples of Russia and foreign countries. They strive to comprehend all this rich material, armed with a Marxist understanding of the laws of the history of human society and the history of its culture.

The peoples of the world live on one planet, developing according to the general laws of history, no matter how unique the paths and destinies of each of them, living conditions, languages. In the similarity of historical folk life, obviously, one should look for the answer to the question of what are the reasons for the similarity, proximity of fairy tales of peoples living on different continents, and what are the reasons for the assimilation of borrowed fairy tales.

An important condition for borrowing can be considered a “countercurrent”, when in the folklore that is borrowed there is already something similar, although more elementary and not so outstanding in artistic merit.
Speaking about fairy tales of different peoples with similar plots, it is necessary to note three main cases. Firstly, fairy tales are formed among some people, and then move to other countries, absorb the influence of local folklore tradition (for example, traditional beginnings, motives, manner of depicting a fairy tale image, etc.), adapt to local customs, absorb local color. Secondly, there are similar fairy tales that arise independently of each other in different countries due to the commonality of life, psychology, conditions and laws of the socio-historical development of peoples. These tales have similarities, but they are not borrowed, only episodes and details are borrowed. It should be borne in mind that, undoubtedly, the outstanding Russian scientist academician A. N. Veselovsky (1838-1906) was right, who believed that the similarity of conditions can only explain the similarity of elementary semantic units of content, but not complex original constructions that form the plots of fairy tales. And finally, thirdly, fairy tales can also be transmitted through a book, as evidenced by the facts mentioned above, namely what happened with La Fontaine’s fables in Madagascar and Vietnam.

The fairy tale is brighter and more revealing than other genres of oral folk poetry, at the same time demonstrating the national originality of folklore and its unity on a global scale, revealing the common features inherent in man and humanity, the basis of the historical development of which are general laws.
A fairy tale is a poetic fiction, and its heroes often live and act in some special “fairy-tale” time, or even in a special “fairy-tale” space (“far away state”). Although the “fabulous” time is very similar to the one in which the storyteller lives, it is still special, fabulous. Therefore, a fairy tale often begins with traditional openings such as: “In ancient times...”, “It was a long time ago...”, etc., which are very important for creating a “fairy-tale” atmosphere. To indicate the remoteness of the “fairytale” time, the storyteller resorts to complicated beginnings: “It was in those distant times when a tiger could smoke, and animals could speak in a human voice.” The beginnings prepare us for the perception of a fairy tale and transport us to a fairy-tale world.

Fairy tales, like other works of folklore, are passed on from mouth to mouth: the current listener, who is now intensely listening to the storyteller, tomorrow will perhaps tell the same story, but in his own interpretation, in his own version. In Mongolia, I happened to hear the legend “The Flame in the Chest,” which was told by the old storyteller Choinkhor in the presence of another, younger storyteller. Soon the young storyteller, who then became acquainted with the work for the first time, was already telling the tale, and then it was written down from his words by Mongolian scientists.

The most stable thing in these programs remains the plot of the fairy tale, the depiction of the main characters.
The national features of a fairy tale are determined to a large extent by the folklore traditions of the people and their inherent special poetic view. In Russian fairy tales, as in the fairy tales of a number of European peoples, the dragon (Serpent Gorynych), for example, appears as an evil, ugly monster that brings grief, kidnaps people, etc., but among the peoples of the Far East and Vietnam he is a positive character and has a majestic appearance that inspires all respect. The fact is that among the peoples of East Asia, this image, which later became the symbol of the sovereign, the supreme ruler, is based on a deity who was in charge of rain. Rain has always been the primary concern of farmers, agricultural peoples, a blessing for their fields suffering from drought.

Fairy tales reflect the flora and fauna of the country where these fairy tales appeared. We are not surprised to meet such characters as a tiger, monkey, crocodile, elephant and other exotic animals in the fairy tales of the peoples of tropical countries, and in the fairy tales of the northern peoples - animals that live in a temperate or cold climate zone. However, it may happen that in a fairy tale from Mongolia, a country in which lions have never been found, the reader will meet exactly this character. In such cases, we are dealing with the result of cultural contact: in the Mongolian fairy tale, the lion came from India and, probably, through books.

In fairy tales we will find items of national life, clothing, we will discover the customs of the people and, most importantly, features of national psychology, national class and psychological types in a fairy tale version. The tales of Madagascar, for example, do not know heroic images due to the fact that the Malagasy, an island people, have almost never fought in their history and are devoid of belligerence. In the tales of different peoples, there are kings and kings, tribal leaders and viziers (ministers), yangbans (landowners) and hakims (rulers and judges), representatives of the educated class of the Middle Ages and ministers of different religions: priests, Catholic priests, mullahs, sheikhs, Indian brahmins and Buddhist monks. However, we must always remember that these images are fairy tales, and the kind, fair king from a fairy tale is a fairy-tale idealization, and not a direct reflection of what existed in reality.

However, animals - the heroes of fairy tales - both in their speech and behavior resemble the people of the country where these fairy tales exist. It cannot be otherwise, since a fairy tale has always been a reflection of people's life in its dynamics, a kind of mirror of people's consciousness.

It is customary to distinguish fairy tales about animals, fairy tales and everyday tales.
Tales about animals arose in ancient times, and at first they were associated with the economic concerns of primitive man - a fisherman and hunter, whose whole life and fate depended on his hunting success. The heroes in these tales are animals, and the tales themselves retain traces of primitive ideas, in particular totemism, which was based on the belief in the kinship between humans and animals. Primitive man spiritualized everything around him, endowed him with his abilities and properties, and “humanized” animals. And in fairy tales they talk to each other, understand human speech.

They appeared to the primitive consciousness as reincarnated spirits, deities.
For example, in the fairy tale of the Ma people living in Southeast Asia, “The Amorous Peacock,” the main character is a bird in bright plumage - in fact, there is such a reincarnated deity. True, the human hunter turns out to be much smarter than the deity - the peacock, who ultimately falls into the trap set for him. Similar tales are found among peoples who live in remote forest corners and whose lives are connected with hunting and wild nature.

Many legendary tales have been preserved, explaining, of course, in a fairytale way - through quarrels and friendships of animals, various accidents and adventures - why animals do not have certain body parts, why, for example, their tail and nose have such a shape, why they are so painted, etc. As an example, we can name the Indonesian fairy tale “Why does the bear have a short tail”, the Philippine fairy tale “The Heron and the Buffalo”, the African fairy tale “Why does the pig have an elongated snout”, etc.

Fairy tales explain the origin of certain habits of animals. Among fishermen and hunters, tales arise about where the techniques for catching game animals came from. Of course, the octopus and the rat never actually met. But the Polynesians in the fairy tale “The Octopus and the Rat” talk about the fantastic journey of a rat across the ocean on the head of an octopus, for which the rat repaid him with ingratitude. Since then, the tale says, fishermen have made bait for the octopus to look like a rat: the octopus immediately rushes at it.

Many fairy tales tell about quarrels and competitions between large and strong animals and small, weak ones. These tales, as a rule, are imbued with a desire for social justice: although the tales talk about animals, almost always, however, people are meant, therefore we see that the weak, that is, the socially disadvantaged, defeats a stronger and more important animal with the help of intelligence and dexterity . This is exactly what we will find in the Chinese fairy tale “On how to count the years by animals,” in which, of the twelve animals, the most cunning one turned out to be a small mouse, which managed to prove that it was the largest even in comparison with an ox or a sheep. Therefore, it is from the year of the mouse that the twelve-year cycle begins in the countries of the Far East: each year of the cycle is named after an animal. Soothsayers really liked this calendar, and they began to predict fate, using tables to calculate, for example, what awaits a young man in life if he was born in the year of the dragon and is going to get married in the year of the monkey.

At a higher stage of development, fairy tales about animals turn into transparent allegories, and when, for example, a tiger appears in a Korean or Chinese fairy tale, no one will doubt that he is an important gentleman. In the minds of many peoples of the Far East and Southeast Asia, the tiger not only symbolized strength and power. The tiger was worshiped as a deity. Images of tigers guarded the doors at the entrance to temples. Military leaders decorated their clothes with images of a tiger, and embroidered tigers adorned their battle banners.
But in the fairy tales of these peoples, the ferocious tiger is given the unusually stable role of a fool who is deceived by a weak animal, usually a hare, a rabbit - a character distinguished by special insight, dexterity, and cleverness. The same qualities are characteristic of the rabbit in the fairy tales of North American Indians and Brother Rabbit of African-Americans in the United States.

Among the Indonesians, the dwarf fallow deer, the kanchile, was considered a cunning animal; among the peoples of Tropical Africa, it was a small rodent, such as a jerboa or a mongoose. In the fairy tales of the peoples of Europe, the bloodthirsty wolf is usually left the fool. And in Indonesia, folk fantasy assigns a crocodile to this role.
The satirical beginning is very typical for such fairy tales: after all, the listeners, cheerfully making fun of the unlucky tiger, who, by the grace of the hare, fell into a deep hole, over the fooled wolf or crocodile, understood that the fairy tale ridiculed the real oppressors and oppressors - “the powerful of this world.” The images of certain animals thereby acquire the character of class types of class society. Some animals constantly appear as positive, others as negative.

Here one more feature should be noted: although in many fairy tales about animals, as we said, people are meant, they still tell about animals, with their habits, properties, and characteristics. Hence the parody - the funny sound of these extraordinary stories, their humor.

There are joke fairy tales in which a person, as, for example, in the Hungarian fairy tale “The Strongest Beast,” is viewed through the eyes of animals. Animals mistake an ax for a shiny tail, a pistol shot for an extraordinary spit, etc.

It has been noted that among ancient agricultural peoples there are relatively few tales about animals, but among many peoples of Tropical Africa, Australia and Oceania, American Indians and Eskimos, they are extremely common and occupy an important place in the folklore of these peoples.
Tales about animals are especially attractive to children; in Korea they are called donghwa, that is, children's stories.

In everyday life, fairy tales are usually understood as oral stories in which a positive character is helped by supernatural forces, magical objects, and wonderful helpers. Cats, dogs, and other animals often act as wonderful helpers.

The famous folklorist V. Ya. Propp (1895-1970) proposed a scheme for analyzing a fairy tale by function, that is, by the main moments of the unfolding of the fairy tale action. V. Ya. Propp counted twenty-four such key functions in fairy tales. He derived the formula for a fairy tale and determined its central type.
The characters of the fairy tale by V. Ya. Propp are divided into seven groups depending on their functions in the development of the action. V. Ya. Propp gave them names that are now widely used by folklorists as scientific terms: pest (that is, the character who harms the positive hero, for example, a monstrous bird that kidnapped his bride), donor (the character who gives the hero a magical remedy or a wonderful helper), a stolen object (it can be a person, for example a princess or the hero’s bride, or some object - a magic ring, etc.), sender (a character who sends the hero on a long journey to a feat to return the stolen or a kidnapped person - a princess, a bride), a false hero (one who wants to undeservedly take advantage of the fruits of the feat of a real hero) and a real hero. This division and definition of characters as a working tool can also be useful to our reader when he thinks about a fairy tale.

Let us reproduce, slightly simplifying and relying on the words of the scientist, the scheme of the fairy tale that V. Ya. Propp considered the main one. The fairy tale begins with the fact that some damage is caused to the hero: something is stolen from him (or from his father, mother), his bride is kidnapped, or the hero (heroine) is expelled from his native place, from his native country. In short, the hero or heroine has to go on a long journey.

The motivating factor to set out on such a path may also be a strong desire to achieve something, to receive something. This is not always the desire of the hero himself: for example, it occurs to the king to send him for the Firebird. But it is the hero who must fulfill the wish. On the way, he meets someone who gives him a magical remedy or a wonderful helper. Or, for example, the hero saves a dog, and it becomes his wonderful helper. Thanks to an assistant and magical means (a magic wand, a miracle potion), the hero achieves his goal.

He wins the duel with the enemy by using magical means and using the help of wonderful assistants. After this, the hero returns home. But new complications await him (for example, he is thrown into the abyss). Still, the hero gets out safely from there. He can be tested, given difficult tasks and riddles, which he copes with. The fairy tale is crowned with a happy ending: the hero reigns on the throne.

In different fairy tales, functions are presented with varying completeness, repetitions are possible, and more often there are triplicities of some functions, variations.
Let's take the Russian fairy tale “The Firebird and Vasilisa the Princess” (it is well known from the famous poetic fairy tale by P. P. Ershov “The Little Humpbacked Horse”), the Slovak fairy tale “The Golden Horseshoe, the Golden Feather, the Golden Hair” or the Vietnamese fairy tale “Thach San "from this collection, and we will make sure that they all fit perfectly into this scheme.

When analyzing some other fairy tales in the collection, for example, “The Golden Slipper,” we will find not seven types of characters, distinguished by function, but five. There is a saboteur, a giver, a helper, a false heroine and a real heroine.

The central image of a fairy tale is the image of a positive hero or heroine; the entire interest of the story is focused on his fate. He embodies the folk ideal of beauty, moral strength, kindness, and folk ideas about justice. Such, for example, is the brave young man Malek from the Danish fairy tale, who bravely enters into a fight with the troll - the mountain spirit.

However, we often notice traits of passivity in the heroes of fairy tales. These characters are made like this by the activity of supernatural forces, miraculous helpers, magical objects: after all, heroes and heroines do not need much work to achieve the fulfillment of their desires. It was enough for the poor young man, the hero of the Italian fairy tale “The Magic Ring,” to show sympathy and kindness to the old woman, and he became the owner of a magic ring, with the help of which he would marry a rich beauty. However, the wife shows deceit, steals the ring and causes her husband a lot of grief.

Having finally regained the lost ring, the young man comes to the significant conclusion that it is not necessary to resort to the help of magical powers often, because “it is not suitable for a person to easily receive everything he wants.”

Scientists believe that the fairy tale originated during the decomposition of the primitive communal system and the transition to a class society. It is believed that it was then that fairy tales about an innocently persecuted younger brother, a poor stepdaughter, and an unfortunate orphan appeared. The conflict in such fairy tales is depicted as a family one: brothers or stepmother and stepdaughter quarrel among themselves. However, in essence, they reflect broad social and class relations - the older brother in fairy tales is usually rich, and the younger one is poor, the hardworking and kind stepdaughter patiently endures the bullying of her stepmother and her daughter.

Thus, a fairy-tale family is a schematic, generalized image of a society in which social inequality is already firmly rooted, and the fairy-tale conflict was originally a reflection of those clashes and collisions that arose during the decomposition of the clan system. In its previous form, the clan ceased to exist, small families appeared, the oppressed and oppressors appeared. And all the strife that played out among the members of the clan at the dramatic moment of its decline was reflected in the form of collisions in a small fairy-tale family.
And the hero of the fairy tale is the one who suffered the most from the fact that the tribal relations of mutual assistance gave way to alienation, because the clan broke up into separate families. These were the younger members of the clan. They lost the public support and help they desperately needed.

This is where the democratic idealization of the disadvantaged person in fairy tales originates. The storyteller gives all his sympathies to him, it is he who becomes the embodiment in fairy-tale folklore of an oppressed person, oppressed in a class society, and, of course, he becomes the owner of the best moral qualities, moral and physical beauty.

The democratic, popular idealization of the oppressed and disadvantaged largely explains why, in the words of folklorist E.M. Meletinsky, the favorite hero of a fairy tale is a hero who shows no hope. At first, in the story, such a hero or heroine appears in a form that is outwardly very unattractive - Cinderella, a dirty little girl. But it is she who will become a beauty and a queen.

By the way, the popular idea that we find in fairy tales about the royal, shah, imperial, and tsarist life as the height of happiness possible on earth is also an idealization. It is based both on the common people’s insufficient knowledge of the dark corridors of power, palace intrigues and the poisoned atmosphere of court life, and on the patriarchal idealization of the ruler, to whom positive “sovereign” properties were attributed - justice, however, understood in a unique way, an unshakable belief that his will and desire is good for the people and the country.

Defining a fairy tale as a genre, the famous folklorist V.P. Anikin especially emphasized that it has developed over the centuries in connection with the entire way of people’s life, as we have already seen; At the same time, the fairy tale, especially in the early stages of development, is associated with mythology.

People believe in myths, but in fairy tales, at least at a later stage of its evolution, they see them as fiction. The fantasy of fairy tales originates from myths and some ideas of primitive society. Here is the spiritualization of nature: animals, trees, herbs can speak, think and even show ingenuity and wisdom. Here is totemism, ancient prohibitions - taboos: hence the advice to characters not to do this and that, otherwise irreparable things will happen. There are various customs and beliefs here. And of course, in a revised form - belief in magic, magic, including the magic of words, in spells; It is enough to say the right word and a miracle will happen.

There is no doubt that the most ancient images and motifs of fairy tales, in a reinterpreted form, were inherited from the folklore of pre-class society. But the fairy tale is multi-layered, it existed for hundreds and thousands of years, and both very ancient and relatively later things are intertwined in it. Thanks to the art of a master storyteller, all this formed a single, integral work. And the individual layers that form it are revealed only when analyzed by a folklorist. Perhaps this approach to the fairy tale will be interesting to you, reader.

A. M. Gorky rightly said that many images of fairy tales, the flying carpet, for example, grew out of the dreams of a working man. Such images anticipated technological progress, amazing inventions, creations of the human mind and hands. These miracles - the airplane, the television (magic crystal) - have become commonplace for us today. But for our ancestors they were an unattainable dream and were embodied in fairy tales that awakened the mind and audacious desire of man to understand the world, nature and put its laws at the service of humanity.

The fairy tale attracts the reader with its miraculous flight, but he forbade collecting fruits in the monastery garden, preferring that they simply rot. Two clever peasants deceived the abbot by promising to treat him to keng - a meat dish with fruits. And now a Thai storyteller from this incident creates a bright everyday tale, colored with humor. The conflict in it is of a social nature, poor peasants show extraordinary ingenuity, and the greedy and stupid abbot is also depicted as a saint: after all, Buddhist monks took a vow not to touch meat!

In everyday fairy tales, the “powers of this world” are often depicted in a comical way. In real life, the peasant storyteller saw them only from afar, but he deeply felt the oppression and tyranny. And in the fairy tale, the witty storyteller boldly ridicules these rulers who have power over his life and death. In the Vietnamese fairy tale “The Two Robes of an Official Ruler,” an important official abruptly cuts off an insignificant, from his point of view, tailor who dared to ask which guests the ruler was going to see in a new outfit: his superiors or his inferiors. To which he receives a polite answer from an experienced tailor. After all, he needs to know this only in order not to make mistakes when he sews. “If you intend to receive even more important officials than you in this dress,” the smart tailor tells the ruler, “then you need to shorten it in front. If you go out to commoners in it, then you should shorten it at the back.” The official gentleman thought and nodded his head, ordering two different dresses to be sewn... Here, in a small scene, the essence of important official rulers is surprisingly clearly exposed - their arrogance, stupidity and hypocrisy, the habit of bowing low before even higher ranks and puffing up in front of ordinary people.

In everyday fairy tales there is a figure whom Gorky called “ironic success” and whose classic example can be considered Ivanushka the Fool. He is narrow-minded, stupid, but luck accompanies him everywhere, to the great amazement of his listeners. Such a character amuses and amuses, but not only .

Often it is evidence of the sober, ironic attitude of the people towards medieval scholastic learning and the magical ability of soothsayers and astrologers to know fate in advance, find out the whereabouts of the lost, etc. In Vietnamese folklore, such an “ironic success” is a highly learned butcher, and in Indian - a stupid Brahman , who pretends to be a scientist, understands fortune-telling books, but in fact shakes with fear every time he again receives the task of discovering stolen property. But every time chance helpfully comes to his rescue, and the fame of a wise astrologer and soothsayer is more and more firmly assigned to the stupid Brahman. And the Indian peasant or artisan, who knew or told this tale himself, looked ironically at the sedate learned Brahmins who sometimes appeared on the street from the palaces of the rulers.

An everyday tale often tells of clever riddles or clever answers, with the gray-bearded old man beating the clever boy with his wit.

In everyday fairy tales, a new attitude towards fairy-tale fiction is noticeable. Some of these tales are essentially parodies of fairy tales. For example, objects that are advertised with constant ingenuity by the hero of an everyday fairy tale as magical, turn out to be the most ordinary in reality. But with their help, the hero deceives his enemies, and these objects, as if by magic, bring him wealth. At the same time, the hero puts to shame his enemies - the rich, landowners, feudal rulers.

This collection includes anecdotes about Schildburgers (residents of the city of Schild) - wonderful creations of German folk humor and German folk literature, closely associated with oral tradition. In 1598, a book was published in Germany under a very long and florid title, in the spirit of the time, “Schildburgers, amazing, bizarre, unheard of and hitherto undescribed adventures and deeds of the inhabitants of Schilda from Misnopotamia, which is behind Utopia” (in our publication this title is slightly changed and shortened).

Let's say right away that the town of Shilda, its inhabitants, as well as the country of Misnopotamia, existed only in the fantasies of cheerful and very ironic storytellers. But numerous princes, each in his own - often dwarf - principality, lived in the real Germany of that era. They only strove to take advantage of the contents of wallets, the intelligence and labor of peasants and artisans, and mercilessly drove out of the threshold those who were no longer needed by them. The wise inhabitants of Shilda decided to avoid such a fate: because of their wisdom and clear mind, the princes tore Schildburgers away from their homes and kept them with them as advisers. And they began to save themselves through stupidity and buffoonery, so that they would be left alone, given the opportunity to live freely as they wanted.
The wise old townsman, with hints and omissions, explains to his fellow citizens that the buffoonery they have started is a serious and dangerous matter. Essentially, this is hidden opposition and disobedience: “Playing a buffoon or a fool is no small art. It happens that a stupid person takes on such a task, and instead of laughter, the result is only tears. And even worse than that: someone else will decide to play the fool, and he himself will really turn into such a fool.”

So, the wise men, in order to maintain their independence, dress up in a jester's cap. Here, of course, one can feel the influence of the typical European dress-up carnivals: after all, all the participants in the carnival procession are mummers. They fool around without hesitation, have fun, joke. Everyone enjoys freedom of communication, and everyone is equal, regardless of class.

By fooling around, the Schildburgers question the rationality of the then existing way of life. By ridiculing and subverting it, they act as freethinkers - and this is a peculiar refraction of humanism (recognition of man and his happiness, his good as the highest value of existence) of the Renaissance, that is, the time of transition from medieval culture to the culture of modern times.

It is not without reason that the outstanding writer of the Renaissance, Erasmus of Rotterdam (1469-1536), became famous for his philosophical satire “In Praise of Folly,” in which he revealed the contradictions and paradoxes of life.
The folk book about the Schildburgers clearly echoes the satire of Erasmus of Rotterdam. Just look at the clownish meeting that the residents of Shilda arranged for the emperor himself: it turned into a complete parody of solemnity, and even contained some political hints. And presenting a gift from the townspeople (a pot of mustard, which also falls apart into shards at the most crucial moment) risked turning into a mockery of His Imperial Majesty. However, the emperor reveals an enviable tolerance and sense of humor.

And this is already a positive assessment of His Imperial Majesty by the creators of the book about Schildburgers. Well, who knows, they knew how to appreciate people with a sense of humor. This attitude towards the sovereign is apparently connected with naive hopes for the justice of the emperor and with the fact that at that time, when Germany actually broke up into separate principalities, he was a symbol of the unity of the country, but, in essence, did not have real power, therefore, when The city head of the Schildburgers, pretending that out of excitement he had mixed up everything in the world and, having climbed onto a pile of manure, when meeting the emperor, as if he had made a mistake, calls him Emperor Schilda, he hits the nail on the head.

In their stupid caps, which the emperor honored them with in his safe conduct, the inhabitants of Shilda defended the right to independence of thought, the right to freedom. And also - the right to the fullness of human life with its joys.
However, as we know, the town of Shilda in the fictional country of Misnopotamia, which is also located behind Utopia (that is, “nowhere”), never existed. Prudent storytellers, so that no one would think of looking for the town of Shilda on a geographical map or information about it in historical works, report its death from a fire, as a result of which neither the town itself nor any chronicles or family books remained. The inhabitants of Shilda scattered throughout the world, and perhaps, as the crafty storyteller believes, they now live among us...

No matter how unique the clownish undertakings of the Schildburgers may be, take, for example, the construction of a triangular city hall without windows, they are akin to other cunning folk heroes.

In the folklore of many peoples of the world there is an image of a smart, inventive hero, coming from the lower classes, who leaves his enemies, inflated nobles and rich people, as fools. Probably the most famous of these heroes is Khoja Nasreddin, who is the hero of cycles of jokes among the Turks and Iranians, the peoples of Central Asia. This democratic hero feels equally free in the place of a preacher in a mosque, where he does not go at all to pray to Allah, and in a noisy bazaar, and in the palace of an emir or shah, and in an ordinary teahouse.
The image of Khoja Nasreddin originated in the folklore of the peoples of the East, but he was loved by Russians and Poles, Ukrainians and Hungarians. Based on a cycle of anecdotes about Khoja Nasreddin, or rather, on the basis of this popular image, the Russian Soviet writer L.V. Solovyov created the famous “The Tale of Khoja Nasreddin” (part one - “The Troublemaker”, part two - “The Enchanted Prince”), on which our popular films were based.
According to Gorky’s coined formula, the beginning of the art of words is rooted in folklore. The literature of every nation, no matter how developed it may be, has its origins in folklore. In folklore, or folk poetry, we find the source of the nationality of national literatures. The earliest monuments of world literature known to science emerged from folk poetry: the Sumerian-Akkadian epic about Gilgamesh, dating from the 3rd - early 2nd millennium BC, the ancient Greek Homeric epic - the famous “Iliad” and “Odyssey”. In these works we will find images, plots, and motifs coming from folk tales. And in ancient Egyptian papyri, scientists discovered a genre of literature, which they designated as “fairy tale.”

Literature at all stages of its development retains connections with folklore, but the nature of such connections is changeable. This may be the borrowing of a plot, motive, the influence of folklore on the composition of a literary work, or the structure of an artistic image. The fairy-tale element determines, for example, the internal logic of images and the entire structure of such masterpieces as Pushkin’s poetic fairy tales, Gogol’s “Evenings on a Farm near Dikanka”, “The Little Humpbacked Horse” by P. P. Ershov, “The Golden Key, or the Adventures of Pinocchio” by A. N. Tolstoy. This series can easily be continued by recalling the fairy tales of Hoffmann, fairy tales for the theater by Carlo Gozzi and others.

In the Middle Ages, the importance of folklore for literature was even greater, because their artistic principles were close. For example, characters in folklore and medieval literature are equally devoid of pronounced individualization. Therefore, collections of medieval short stories from China, Korea, Japan, Mongolia and Vietnam, Persian, Indonesian, Laotian and Thai poems, the French “Roman of the Fox”, knightly novels and many other works are filled with fairy-tale images and plots. Special mention should be made of “Khathasaritsa-gara” - “Ocean of Legends” - by the 11th century Indian poet Somo-deva; In the “Ocean of Tales”, scientists have counted over three hundred inserted stories in which a fairy tale is intertwined with a myth, an anecdote, or a short story.

Fairy tales still have a huge charm for all of us, children and adults, and to this day we read them and listen to them on the radio. We willingly watch films, including funny animations based on fairy tales, listen to the operas “Ruslan and Lyudmila”, “Snow Maiden”, “Koschei the Immortal”, enjoy “Swan Lake”, “Sleeping Beauty”, “The Nutcracker” and other fabulous ballet performances. The repertoires of children's drama theaters are full of fairy tale performances, and the reader can easily name them himself.

Plays based on fairy tales are now being performed with great success all over the world. Fairy tale characters appear in Indonesian shadow theater, and the dalang (i.e. leading actor) narrates their exploits and adventures. And in Vietnam, fairy tale characters swim and dive in the water during performances of a traditional water puppet theater.
Great painters also did not ignore fairy-tale heroes. Let us remember Vasnetsov or Ciurlionis, whose work permeates the imagery of the fairy tale. I'm not even talking about book illustrators, who, by drawing fairy-tale characters, magical objects and fairy-tale kingdoms, gave us a whole wonderful world of visible images that help our imagination and nurture our artistic taste.

Fairy-tale characters are depicted in stone, marble, and wooden bas-reliefs. In some Eastern countries there are even temples in memory of fairy tale characters, and festivals are held in their honor.

Nowadays, a literary fairy tale is developing, closely related to folklore, borrowing a lot from it. Writers and storytellers appeared on all continents. This is not only the Dane Hans Christian Andersen or the Swede Astrid Lindgren, but also the Vietnamese To Hoai, the Japanese Miyazawa Kenji and many others. As long as humanity exists, it needs a dream, and therefore, it cannot do without a fairy tale that inspires, gives hope, amuses and consoles.

That's the end, and whoever listened - well done!

Japanese fairy tale

In ancient times, long ago, there lived one sovereign prince. More than anything else in the world, he loved to listen to fairy tales.
Those close to him will come to him:
- What would you like to have fun with today, Prince? There are a lot of all kinds of animals in the forest: boars, deer, and foxes...
- No, I don’t want to go hunting. It’s better to tell me fairy tales, but more authentic ones.
Sometimes the prince would begin to carry out justice.
The one who is offended by the guilty complains to him:
- He deceived me, completely ruined me...
And the guilty one responds:
- Prince, I know a new fairy tale.
- Long?
- Long, long and scary, scary.
- Well, tell me!
Here's the court and justice for you!
The prince will hold council, and there they will tell him nothing but tall tales.
The prince's servants ran around all the villages in that region, asking everyone if anyone knew a new fairy tale that was more interesting.
They set up outposts along the road:
- Hey, traveler, stop! Stop, they tell you!
The traveler will be stupefied with fright. What a disaster has come!
- Stop, tell the truth! Have you been to the seabed as a guest of the sea king?
- No, no, I wasn’t. It didn't happen.
- Did you fly on a crane?
- No, no, I didn’t fly. I swear I didn't fly!
- Well, you’ll fly with us if right now, right there, in this very place, you don’t weave weirder tales.
But no one could please the prince.
- Fairy tales in our times are short and skimpy... As soon as you start listening early in the morning, by the evening the fairy tale ends. No, those are the wrong fairy tales now, the wrong ones...
And the prince ordered to announce everywhere:
“Who can come up with such a long tale that the prince will say: “Enough!” “He will receive whatever he wants as a reward.”
Well, here, from all over Japan, from islands near and far, the most skillful storytellers flocked to the prince’s castle. There were also some among them who talked incessantly all day, and all night to boot. But not once did the prince say: “Enough!” Just sigh:
- What a fairy tale! Short, shorter than a sparrow's nose. If I had been as big as a crane's nose, I would have awarded it too!
But then one day a gray-haired, hunched old woman came to the castle.
- I dare to report that I am the first master in telling long tales in Japan. Many have visited you, but none of them are even suitable as my students.
The servants were delighted and brought her to the prince.
“Begin,” the prince ordered. - But look at me, it will be bad for you if you boasted in vain. I'm tired of short fairy tales.
“It was a long time ago,” the old woman began. - A hundred large ships are sailing on the sea, heading towards our island. The ships are loaded to the very brim with precious goods: not silk, not coral, but frogs. - What do you say - frogs? - the prince was surprised - Interesting, I’ve never heard anything like this before. Apparently, you really are a master of fairy tales.
- You'll hear more, prince. Frogs are sailing on a ship. Unfortunately, as soon as our shore appeared in the distance, all a hundred ships - fuck! - they hit the rocks at once. And the waves all around are boiling and raging.
The frogs began to hold advice here.
“Come on, sisters,” says one frog, “let’s swim to the shore before our ships are smashed into small pieces. I’m the eldest, I’ll set an example.”
She galloped to the side of the ship. “Kva-kva-kva, kva-kva-kva, kva-kva-kva.” Wherever your head goes, your legs go.”
And jump into the water - splash!
Here the second frog jumped to the side of the ship.
“Kva-kva-kva, kva-kva-kva, kva-kva-kva. Where one frog goes, so does another.”
And jump into the water - splash!
Then the third frog jumped to the side of the ship.
“Kva-kva-kva, kva-kva-kva, kva-kva-kva. Where there are two frogs, there is a third one.”
And jump into the water - splash!
Then the fourth frog jumped to the side of the ship...
The old woman talked all day, but she didn’t even count all the frogs on one ship. And when all the frogs from the first ship had jumped, the old woman began to count the frogs on the other:
- Here the first frog jumped to the side of the ship:
“Kva-kva-kva, kva-kva-kva, kva-kva-kva. Wherever your head goes, your legs go.”
And jump into the water - splash!...
For seven days the old woman did not stop talking. On the eighth day the prince could not stand it:
- Enough, enough! I have no more strength.
- As you order, prince. But it's a pity. I just started working on the seventh ship. There are still many frogs left. But there is nothing to do. Give me the promised reward, I'll go home.
- What an impudent old woman! She has done the same thing over and over again, like autumn rain, and also asks for a reward.
- But you said: “Enough!” And the prince’s word, as I have always heard, is stronger than a thousand-year-old pine.
The prince sees that you can’t talk your way out of the old woman. He ordered to give her a rich reward and drive her out the door.
For a long time the prince kept hearing in his ears: “Kva-kva-kva, kva-kva-kva... Jump into the water - splash!”
Since then, the prince stopped loving long fairy tales.

During ten years behind bars, life-sentenced Sergei Dyukarev wrote five books, the largest of which is the trilogy “The Thieves of the Sun,” which contains more than a thousand pages. This is a kind of escape from prison into a bright and clean fictional world where good defeats dark forces. The former killer wrote it for his daughter.

Dyukarev writes little about the life of jailers. Mostly these are short stories about what he himself experienced, what he heard from his cellmates. He has been in prison for 17 years. Of these, he writes the last ten almost every day. I spent most of my time on a fairy tale for my daughter. I got so carried away that a fairy tale trilogy came out. The first is called “Sun Thieves”, the second is “Silver Swords” and the third is “Parallel World Saga”. In total, the book contains more than a thousand pages. No one has ever written a larger fairy tale in the world. In addition, prison stories appear from time to time. What prompted a man convicted of murder to put pen to paper?

They killed not only with shots to the back of the head

“I started with prison stories,” says the convict. - It’s not surprising. I've been living this life for almost 20 years. How not to write about her? Most of the legends in prisons can be heard about how death row prisoners were sent to the next world. The death penalty was abolished long ago, but people here still tell each other stories about how such sentences were carried out. I was convicted at a time when there was already a moratorium on the death penalty. But I found those waiting to be shot. They didn’t even know who would be escorted out of the cell for the last time. In the order in which they were put behind bars, they were led to execution. What they did with them, no one knows for sure - it’s a big secret. Nevertheless, there is a lot of talk around the last minutes of suicide bombers.

The life sentencer spoke about the terrible methods in which convicts were executed.

“I personally heard that some were killed with a hammer blow to the head, others were put in the electric chair, and others were shot in the back of the head,” says Sergei, sentenced to life. - When a person is taken to be shot, they don’t tell him about it, but he feels it with every cell. At such moments, the convict has no other choice - he cannot turn left or right, the road is only forward. And ahead is a hole...

Dreamed of becoming an archaeologist

Very soon he realized that writing on this topic would only rub salt into the wound. Therefore, he began to think more about a bright, clean world, the kind in which he would like his daughter to live, where good reigns, where brave people defeat evil.

In my fairy tale, in addition to the fictional plot, there are a lot of instructive things,” says Dyukarev. - Many facts about the Universe, planets, cosmic phenomena. Another part of the documentary facts concerns archaeology. I’m talking about finds discovered during the Mongol-Tatar invasion. As a child, I dreamed of becoming an archaeologist; I read hundreds of books from my grandfather’s and parent’s libraries. I was also interested in books about the Universe. All this is useful now. When I reread what I’ve written, I get carried away by the plot.

My heroes save the world from evilwhich he himself caused to people

“Writing has become an internal need,” says the convict. - I can’t live without this. Sometimes I wake up at four in the morning and start working. These are the best moments when the three of us are alone - me, my thoughts and paper. Finally doing what I truly enjoy. Thus, at least in my thoughts, I am hiding from the strict everyday life of prison.

Perhaps one day my daughter will read the book. I would really like her to appreciate what I did. When he reads it, he will first of all understand what kind of world I have been dreaming about all this time.

The convict sends a handwritten text to his parents. They type on the computer and return it to their son. He proofreads, touches up some parts, polishes them in a new way, and sends them back to his family. One day, on the way, the manuscript got lost. Forty pages were missing. It was never possible to restore them verbatim. After that incident, I began to duplicate the text. He writes everything in two copies. He dreams of showing his trilogy to one of the professional writers. Printing a book is not easy, because it is large in volume and requires a lot of money. He says that something else is important - the book has already been written. He compares working on it with the same duty that is given to a person in freedom: to plant a garden, build a house, raise a son. He could have had all this too, but...

Studied to be a submariner

Dyukarev’s childhood and youth were connected with the hero city of Sevastopol, where he was born and raised, where his parents were, where his grandparents lived. In this city, the profession of a naval officer was prestigious. My grandfather served in the navy and then worked as a department head at a military school. He was authoritative in everything. He fought at the front, defended the road of life leading to Lake Ladoga in besieged Leningrad. He returned with awards. Almost all male relatives also served in the navy. My father is also a former military man, after his service he began working as an institute teacher, his mother was an engineer at a factory.

Since childhood, I wanted to be an archaeologist, my grandfather had a large library, I read a lot of historical books, says Sergei Dyukarev. - But they persistently convinced me to become a naval officer. No one had the right to contradict grandfather. It was necessary to maintain the naval honor of the family. Although my grandfather admitted more than once that since childhood he dreamed of becoming a writer. Apparently, he gave me the desire to write. After school I went to school to become a submariner. But two years later the school was transferred to St. Petersburg. I refused to move. They drafted me into the army. He served another two years in the navy. He returned home after service and entered college as a correspondence student.

Roaring nineties and a lot of vodka

He says that the 90s broke him personally. And not only him. According to him, finding himself in that chaos was not easy. People who previously lived approximately the same way suddenly became stratified. Some became fabulously rich, while others found themselves on the margins of life.

I wanted to have a VCR, a car, I wanted to be like those who already had all this,” says Dyukarev. - We got together with friends and opened a cafe on the embankment. Money appeared. Vodka flowed like a river every evening. We went out of town, organized races, even flew in the oncoming lane. We lived like the last day, as they say, without any brakes. Although the brakes should be primarily in the head. But who thought about it then! Many of us have become infected with the virus of self-destruction, self-destruction. In our company, even the motto read: “I wish I could live to be 25,” “I wish I could live to be 30.” Personally, what killed me the most was rudeness. After all, I was brought up in an intelligent family, I knew what tact and attentive attitude towards people were. And here rudeness flourished at every step. They responded with rudeness to rudeness. That's why they started fights. Someone was always settling scores with someone. Shots were heard. It's scary to remember! Of course, this couldn't end well. And so it happened. At 26 I found myself behind bars. If this had not happened, it is unknown whether he would have remained alive. There was uncertainty and uncertainty then, as there is now.

No hope of salvation

Here, behind bars, I think about simple life things,” says the life-sentenced prisoner. - For example, I want to walk barefoot on the grass, plant a tree or swim in the sea, I grew up by the sea. I didn’t understand this when I was free. Now I understand, but it is impossible to do this. And it is unknown whether it will ever become possible. People like me don’t know what awaits us next. If other prisoners who have been given a sentence have the hope of being released even earlier, which is possible if they adhere to the regime, then we do not know anything about our tomorrow. This uncertainty stretches to infinity. You look beyond the horizon and don’t know what’s there. You can't change anything. Even during the commission of a crime, the victim has at least some hope of salvation: the gun may misfire and not fire, the knife may break, or some other chance of salvation may arise. In our situation there is no hope.

The convict says that he believed in God and reformed.

This is probably not entirely fair, but maybe the convict has reformed? He believed in the Almighty, he wants to continue to live according to his laws, but a person is deprived of such an opportunity. If there is no such scale of assessment - whether you have corrected yourself or not, then let's take pictures of the aura, and everything will become clear. Uncertainty and the unknown kills. It’s not for nothing that they sometimes say: it would be better to be shot!

Afraid of meeting his daughter

The convict admitted that he had terrible dreams. Not often, but I dream about it. His greatest desire is to see his daughter. At the same time, he says that he is not yet ready to meet her.

I want to see how she is, to know who she grew up to be, what her interests are, how she lives,” says Sergei, a lifer. - I know that he studies in college. But my meeting may turn out to be such that I ask the child for something. I have no right to do this. First you have to give something in order to ask. But I gave very little, in fact, nothing. She was four years old when I was taken away. And I don’t want to meet in such an atmosphere. Prison is no place for a child.

For the same reason he doesn't write letters. To not ask for anything, not to make excuses, not to explain, since nothing will change anyway: what happened, happened. But he dedicated the book to the child from the bottom of his heart. Bigger than his love for her. I wrote every page with my family in mind. He put a piece of his soul and heart into every word.

Imprisoned for the murder of a business partner

Convict Sergei Dyukarev and his accomplice killed a business partner in his apartment. They did this in the presence of his wife. He was as young as they were. I wanted to live just like them.

In 1996, in addition to cafes on the sea coast, we also established a construction business and began building a residential building,” says convict Dyukarev. - Every business has its pitfalls. During the construction of the house there were especially many of them. So we came to find out some circumstances. The Almighty stopped us that evening. On the way, the car broke down. This was a sign to think about it. Instead, out of anger, the faster they began to look for other transport. The worst thing is that we were not just partners, but knew each other well. For someone to say that the conversation would end in death, I would never believe such a thing.

Passions were fueled by alcohol. Next to the owner of the apartment was a woman with whom Dyukarev had once met. Beautiful, spectacular, but no longer his. On March 16, 1996, the court sentenced Dyukarev to life imprisonment. His partner was given 15 years.

To look at him, the bespectacled man, you can’t tell that he could kill a fly, let alone a person. My face was not successful. Judges are people too. In a word, they sold me, as an organizer, to the fullest, and he is already free,” says Dyukarev.

Shortly before his business partner was killed, Dyukarev passed state exams at the institute. The defense of my thesis was scheduled for May.

In ancient times, long ago, there lived one sovereign prince. More than anything else in the world, he loved to listen to fairy tales. Those close to him would come to him: “What would you like to have fun with today, Prince?” There are a lot of all kinds of animals in the forest: boars, deer, and foxes... - No, I don’t want to go hunting. It’s better to tell me fairy tales, but more authentic ones. The prince would begin to carry out justice. He would complain to him, offended by the guilty one: - He deceived me, completely ruined me... And the guilty one would answer: - Prince, I know a new fairy tale. - Long? - Long, long and a terrible, terrible one. - Well, tell me! Here is the court and the council! The prince will hold the council, and there they will tell him nothing but tall tales. The prince’s servants ran around all the villages in that region, asking everyone if anyone knew a new fairy tale that was more interesting. They set up outposts along the road: - Hey, traveler, stop! Stop, they tell you! The traveler will be stunned with fright. What kind of trouble has come! - Stop, tell the truth! Were you on the seabed visiting the king of the sea? - No, no, no. I didn’t have the chance. - Did you fly on a crane? - No, no, I didn’t fly. I swear, I didn’t fly! - Well, you’ll fly with us if right now, right there, in this very place, you don’t weave stranger tales. But no one could please the prince. - Fairy tales in our times were short, skimpy... Just start listen early in the morning to how the fairy tale ends in the evening. No, the wrong fairy tales have gone now, the wrong ones... And the prince ordered to announce everywhere: “Who will come up with such a long fairy tale that the prince will say: “Enough!” - he will receive as a reward everything he wants.” Well, here, from all over Japan, from near and far islands, the most skillful storytellers flocked to the prince’s castle. There were also some among them who talked incessantly all day, and all night to boot. But not once did the prince say: “Enough!” He just sighs: - What a fairy tale! Short, shorter than a sparrow's nose. If I had the nose of a crane, I would have awarded it! But then one day a gray-haired, hunched old woman came to the castle. “I dare to report that I am the first master in Japan to tell long fairy tales.” Many have visited you, but none of them are suitable for me to be my students. The servants were delighted and brought her to the prince. “Begin,” the prince ordered. “But watch me, it will be bad for you if you boasted in vain.” I’m tired of short fairy tales. “It was a long time ago,” the old woman began. “A hundred large ships are sailing on the sea, heading towards our island.” The ships are loaded to the very brim with precious goods: not silk, not coral, but frogs. - What do you say - frogs? - the prince was surprised. - Interesting, I’ve never heard anything like this before. Apparently, you really are a master of fairy tales. - You'll hear more, prince. Frogs are sailing on a ship. Unfortunately, as soon as our shore appeared in the distance, all a hundred ships - fuck! - they hit the rocks at once. And the waves all around are boiling and raging. The frogs here began to hold advice. “Come on, sisters,” says one frog, “let’s swim to the shore before our ships are smashed into small pieces.” I’m the eldest, I’ll set an example.” She galloped to the side of the ship. “Kva-kva-kva, kva-kva-kva, kva-kva-kva.” Where the head goes, so do the legs.” And he jumped into the water - splash! Then the second frog jumped to the side of the ship. “Kva-kva-kva, kva-kva-kva, kva-kva-kva.” Where one frog goes, so does another.” And he jumped into the water - splash! Then the third frog jumped to the side of the ship. “Kva-kva-kva, kva-kva-kva, kva-kva-kva.” Where there are two frogs, there is a third one.” And he jumped into the water - plop! Then the fourth frog jumped to the side of the ship... The old woman talked all day, and did not count all the frogs even on one ship. And when all the frogs from the first ship jumped, the old woman began to count the frogs on the other: “The first frog jumped to the side of the ship: “Kva-kva-kva, kva-kva-kva, kva-kva-kva.” Where the head goes, the legs go.” And he jumped into the water - splash!... The old woman did not stop talking for seven days. On the eighth day the prince could not stand it: “Enough, enough!” I have no more strength. - As you order, prince. But it's a pity. I just started working on the seventh ship. There are still many frogs left. But there is nothing to do. Give me the promised reward, I'll go home. - What an impudent old woman! She has done the same thing, like autumn rain, and also asks for a reward. - But you said: “Enough!” And the prince’s word, as I have always heard, is stronger than a thousand-year-old pine. The prince sees that you can’t talk your way out of an old woman. He ordered to give her a rich reward and drive her out the door. For a long time the prince kept hearing in his ears: “Kva-kva-kva, kva-kva-kva... Jumping into the water - splash!” Since then, the prince stopped loving long fairy tales.