Educational event “a fairy tale is a lie, but there is a hint in it, a lesson for good fellows.” The fairy tale is a lie, but there is a hint in it

Well, who among us did not love fairy tales in childhood! Surely listening to my mother or grandmother's story was one of my favorite pastimes. Grandfathers, by the way, are also good storytellers, unlike dads. It’s rare to see a dad reading to his baby, and even more rare to see a story told from memory. Although, maybe I'm wrong.
Children need to read fairy tales, this is very important. They have a very deep meaning. And if for us, adults, this is just one of the options to calm a child down and attract him to listen, then teachers know that fairy tales educate children, instill moral qualities, develop the ability to think and analyze. It is unlikely that a child will be raised by colorful foreign cartoons, especially modern ones, with strange vocabulary and obscene behavior. But the fairy tale “Kolobok” will teach the little one that it is not impossible to fall for cunning and sweet tricks.
Not everyone knows that fairy tales were originally written for adults, not children. In fairy tales, each nation expressed its opinion on how to run a household, how to start a family, how a girl and a guy should behave. This is how the older generation tried to teach the younger ones. Not a single fairy tale by Pushkin was written for children, he was a writer for adults!
And that’s why in the lines “It’s a true fairy tale, but there’s a hint in it...” the fellows were mentioned, because these were tales for girls and boys.
Later they began to notice that fairy tales for children are very educational and they like them. People began to think: shouldn’t we educate the little ones this way? Thus, truly children's works gradually began to be created.
With the help of children's fairy tales, kids can develop their imagination, learn what to do and what not to do, appreciate work and respect others. Parents, read fairy tales to your children, listen to fairy tales with them! Make your baby's childhood truly fabulous!

“The fairy tale is a lie, but there is a hint in it! A lesson to good fellows,” said the great Russian poet A.S. Pushkin, and his words are more than true.
More than one generation has thought about the meaning of such simple fairy tales as “Ryaba Hen” or “Kolobok”, “Little Red Riding Hood” or “Cinderella”. “Ryaba Hen” is often interpreted from the point of view of the unreasonableness of old people who do not understand that it is more profitable to sell the golden egg as a whole than in parts, because in its original form it is a work of art, almost Faberge, while parts of the whole are just pieces precious metal. In "Little Red Riding Hood" they generally see it as a thriller, action movie, or even worse - horror, trying to prove that it is unreasonable to write such fairy tales for children. And we, ordinary readers, more often agree with the reasoning of amateurs, not knowing the deep essence inherent in the work.
Isn't it a horror genre when a maniacal wolf brutally deals with an old, helpless woman and a little girl by swallowing them? Why not an action movie when law enforcement officers - lumberjacks with axes - pounce on a murderous maniac? And why isn’t it fantastic when, before the “eyes” of an astonished reader, a truly fantastic action takes place: a criminal’s stomach is ripped open with an ax, and from there, “alive and unharmed,” victims emerge? But in fact, these and many other fairy tales do not carry the meaning that we, in our ignorance, put into them.
What are they talking about?
I thought about these tales for a long time and found the answer not in critical articles, but in books on astronomy. It's banal and simple. Such fairy tales as “Kolobok”, “Ryaba Hen”, “Little Red Riding Hood”, “Cinderella”, “Twelve Months”, etc., turn out to have astronomical significance. The ancients who came up with such tales were not as stupid as we think of them, and perhaps in some ways smarter than us. At least, we, the owner of the highest technological progress, have still not been able to build something similar to the Egyptian pyramids, and children's fairy tales written by modern writers are more primitive than those of our ancestors. In fairy tales of our time, the plot is based on everyday life, in fairy tales of the past - on cosmological knowledge. Let's look at the fairy tales we know from the angle of astronomy and see for ourselves that they are not trivial.
Let’s take, for example, the fairy tale “Little Red Riding Hood” and look at the main character not as a little girl whose mother gave her a red riding hood and sent her to her grandmother through the forest, where a hungry and cunning wolf prowls, but as the sun, our daylight, which appears in the sky in the morning and walks across the sky all day until darkness swallows it. This is why we will “dance.”
The sun in this fairy tale appears in the form of a little girl, and little because the morning sun really looks like a child. Little Red Riding Hood and the Red Sun are close in meaning. Mother, as everyone knows, is called nature. That's what people say - Mother Nature. Grandmother is the old, setting sun. The girl's path from her house to her grandmother's house is the daily journey of the daylight across the sky.
In the evening the sun disappears from the sky and does not appear until the morning. Night is a wolf. The wolf in the fairy tale swallows both the grandmother and the granddaughter, because the sun is swallowed up by darkness in the evening. The belly of a wolf is darkness, the torn belly is dawn. Morning is the lumberjacks. They rip open the wolf’s belly, and Grandma and Little Red Riding Hood come out “alive and unharmed.” The girl returns home, to her mother, that is, where she should begin her new journey through the forest (sky), in order to go again to her grandmother, that is, the evening sun. The basket of pies that Little Red Riding Hood carried to her grandmother is the goodness that the sun brings every day.
That's the whole code. One has only to think and apply this golden key to the magic door of a fairy tale, and everything will become clear and understandable. The fairy tale “Little Red Riding Hood” describes the daily path of the sun. In this “intricate” way, the ancients encrypted their knowledge and transmitted it in the form of allegories in fairy tales, myths and legends.
Let's turn to another fairy tale - "Ryaba the Hen", more naive, as it seems to us, and somewhat incomprehensible due to the strange and, in our opinion, unreasonable behavior of old people. But, before we begin to interpret it, we need to remember another astronomical fact - the change of seasons. Even a schoolchild, not to mention adults, knows that the axis of our planet is somewhat tilted. Because of this, its rotation resembles the rotation of a top. And since it also moves around the Sun in an elongated orbit, there is a lot of sun in summer and little in winter. This happens because in summer the daylight rises high above the horizon, so the days become longer and there is more heat. In winter, the daylight moves low above the earth, as a result of which the days are shortened, and the nights, on the contrary, lengthen, and it becomes cold. This is what the fairy tale about the golden egg-sun is about.
In the fairy tale “Ryaba the Hen,” the sun acts as a golden egg laid by a hen. The Ryaba hen in this case personifies nature, which gives birth to everything; an old man and an old woman are the human race. He is millions of years old, which is why he is depicted in the image of old people. According to the fairy tale, a grandfather and a woman are trying to break an egg. Beating the golden egg means working under (above) the sun. From early spring to late autumn, people work on the land from morning to night to get food for themselves. It was so millions of years ago, it is so now, it will be so in the future, and it is impossible to change this phenomenon, because this is the meaning of life.
The spring sun rolls across the sky like a golden egg, gaining strength day by day and rising higher and higher in the sky. In summer it is more generous and gives people the gold of its magical light. People welcome the sun and, like ants, swarm on the ground, growing bread and fruits. And then the day comes, which makes the sun different: it no longer rises as high and does not have the same power as before. The sun sinks lower and lower towards the earth and becomes weaker and weaker. And then the day comes when the daylight stands so low above the earth that, figuratively speaking, even a mouse can touch it with its tail. This happens on the day of the winter solstice, which falls on December 22. The sun dies, like an egg breaking in a fairy tale, signaling the end of its reign in the sky and its departure to another world. In winter the sun is dead, it shines but does not warm. A dim luminary, like a shadow, walks across the sky, bringing no benefit.
Of course people are sad at this time. Winter is coming, stingy and frosty, and we need to live until spring, so that we have enough for food and enough left for planting. But mother nature cannot help but console her children - the human race - and she tells them: “Don’t cry, everything will pass, and the young sun will be born again, grow and become strong, you will again go out into the fields and “fight for the harvest”” .
On March 22, on the day of the spring equinox, the days will begin to noticeably lengthen, and the world will, as it were, “warm up”, preparing for changes. The hen-nature will lay a new egg-sun, and everything will start all over again.
“Ryaba Hen” is a story about the state of the sun in summer and winter: the summer sun is a golden egg, the winter sun is a broken egg.
The fairy tale “Cinderella” reveals to us the same astronomical aspect: the change of seasons, but takes us into another fairy-tale world - a romantic illusion. This fairy tale is about how a poor little girl turns into a princess.
Cinderella is the winter sun, and the stepmother is the bitter winter. In winter, the sun cannot break through the black clouds - the anger of the stepmother. And no matter how hard it tries, no matter how hard it tries to break through the darkness and the thickness of heavy snow clouds, it cannot appear in all its beauty and strength. And the stepmother is angry and gives her stepdaughter one job, then another. But nothing scares the poor girl, there is no limit to her patience, and there is no end to her efforts. Cinderella will do something, and everything around will seem to shine, but the stepmother will frown and eclipse the radiance. This is how they live: one survives the world, the other tries in every possible way to survive, and even to please the evil woman. This is very reminiscent of the struggle between sunny winter days and cloudy ones. But this does not continue indefinitely. The hour comes when everything in life changes.
In a fairy tale, this is a ball, a summer ball. The stepmother does not want to take her adopted daughter to him, which is quite understandable, because she, that is, winter, wants to accommodate her daughters, let’s say a blizzard and a blizzard, in order to use them to influence the “politics” of the kingdom (nature). Cinderella suffers, falling into the power of evil intrigues. But in nature everything is natural, and just as good defeats evil, so summer defeats winter. Suddenly a fairy appears - the law of nature - who will not allow anyone to interfere in her sphere of activity and try to change the rules created by her. Nothing can stop the change of seasons, no matter who and what they try to do.
The fairy sends birds to help the girl sort through the mixed grains. Birds have always been the harbingers of spring. The spring rain, which should have washed windows and doors, not only washes the earth, but also renews everything. He also does difficult work. Turning from snowflakes into warm drops, the rain washes away the snow and washes the trees; it cleanses everything, making it bright and festive. But neither birds nor rain bring a new “outfit” to the sun; only nature has this prerogative, which appears in this fairy tale in the form of a fairy. Cinderella (winter sun) does not have the appropriate decoration, without which she will not be allowed to go to the ball, which means spring will not begin.
The Fairy turns the girl's old clothes into a golden outfit; The spring sun is brighter than the winter sun, its transformation is obvious, like the changed vestment of a dirty person. But to get to the ball, in addition to a dress, you also need a carriage. And this is not difficult for the fairy: a carriage drawn by six horses appears. The sun at the summer ball will be exactly six months old. In six months, it will again become a winter, dim light, and consequently, the girl will turn from a princess into the dirty little thing she was. She will have to return to the house of her winter stepmother and, as before, do menial work. The evil stepmother will frown and get angry again. But nothing lasts forever. The summer prince should fall in love with the sun girl, who will look for a beautiful stranger, which is quite understandable, because summer brings the sun into the heavenly orbit, where it will reign for six summer months.
The storyteller, called upon to put the law of nature into the plot, could not give a different fate to the girl, no matter how much he sympathized with her, because the law of heaven is unchanged: one season replaces another, and just as there is no eternal winter, there is no eternal summer, One pore will certainly be replaced by another. Therefore, everything should go as usual. But the fact that the prince, thanks to his power, brings the servant into high society is clearly visible in the fairy tale.
The ball in the nature palace, where the unknown sun princess met the summer prince, has ended. Six months of summer warmth flew by unnoticed. For six months the prince searched for a beautiful princess; for six months the poor girl lived in her stepmother’s house and worked for her. Only all bad things come to an end. The prince found his princess by a shoe - an identification mark. The fairy helped the dirty little one transform. The prince married a beauty. He became the king and Cinderella became the queen. So summer began to reign again, which replaced winter.
“Cinderella” is a fairy tale about the change of seasons, and “The Twelve Months” is a fairy tale about the laws of nature that man cannot change.
The plot of this tale is simple: one widow sheltered an orphan in her house, but not out of good intentions, but out of a desire to have servants in the house. She forced her stepdaughter to do the hardest work, which she would not have entrusted to her own daughter. But the meek disposition of the orphan girl helped her overcome all difficulties. The widow's daughter hated her stepsister, seeing her as a rival. The orphan girl was indeed very beautiful and pretty, and every day she became even better and more beautiful.
What could be more beautiful than the sun? There is nothing in the world better than a miraculous luminary.
The mother (winter) and daughter (blizzard) decided to snatch the orphan (sun) from the world. They starved her, did not allow her to sleep, and gave her work one more difficult than the other. But nothing helped: the orphan blossomed and turned into a beauty. Then the mother and daughter came up with something that would probably have ruined the poor girl: to send her into the forest on a frosty winter night for violets, which, as you know, bloom only in the spring.
But fate-nature turned out to be favorable to the unfortunate girl and led her to the fire, around which twelve brothers-months gathered at once. Having learned the reason for such an unusual appearance of the girl in the forest, January gave way to March. And a miracle happened: violets bloomed in the middle of winter, with which the stepdaughter returned home.
Mother and daughter were surprised not so much by the girl’s safe return as by the violets that she, in spite of everything, brought. Without thinking twice, they pushed the orphan out of the house and ordered him to bring strawberries. And again fate-nature smiled at the girl, January gave way to June, and the stepdaughter returned home with a basket of strawberries.
But it was not joy, but even greater anger that caused the stepmother and her daughter to return to the orphan. A new order followed: bring apples. And this time fate had mercy on the poor girl and again brought her to the fire of the month brothers. The brothers were even more surprised, because winter is not the time for apples - there are still nine months until autumn. But there was no one to argue with, and the elder brother handed over his staff to September. And again a miracle happened: in an instant the buds on the tree burst, the leaves blossomed, the flowers bloomed and the ruddy apples ripened.
When the girl returned home, mother and daughter were so amazed that, without hesitation, they rushed into the forest to pick flowers, raspberries and apples, and at the same time everything that their hated stepdaughter had not noticed. But evil does not generate good; According to the fairy tale, both mother and daughter never returned from the forest, which meant the disappearance of winter from the scene of the year. The reader remains to understand that the desire of people cannot violate the nature of nature, cannot change its law.
The power of nature is stronger than the whim of man. Recklessness can be dangerous for the lives of the people themselves. If a person wants to reverse the law of nature, then she can “take revenge” on him. Man only considers himself the king of nature; in fact, he is weak before its forces.
The orphan in this tale, as in the previous one, is the winter sun, and her betrothal to March, which took place at the end of the tale, means the revival of the beauty and power of the sun. This happens on the day of the vernal equinox, which takes place on March 22. Everything in nature is reasonable and beautiful, and in people’s lives it should be like in nature.
The fairy tale “Kolobok” also has astronomical significance. The role of the sun here is played by the bun, and the role of the all-giving nature is played by the woman. The woman baked a bun, which means nature gave birth to the spring sun, and he took it and rolled away, that is, the sun rolled across the sky, but its path in this fairy tale is indicated not daily, but six-monthly. The bun rolls and rolls - and a hare meets it.
There is the constellation Hare in the sky. It is located near the constellation Orion, just under the feet of this majestic hunter. According to the fairy tale, the hare wanted to eat the kolobok, which he announced to him. But the constellation Hare is not dangerous for the daylight, and therefore it rolled on, safely passing this constellation.
The sun rolls further across the summer sky until the constellation Wolf meets on its way. The constellation Wolf is located near the constellation Centaurus. The wolf, just like the hare, threatens the kolobok with violence, but according to the fairy tale, the latter leaves this beast, and the sun safely passes this constellation in the sky.
The constellation Bear was the next one to meet the sun. This may be the constellation Ursa Major and the constellation Ursa Minor. But these constellations cannot change anything in the journey of the daylight across the sky. And therefore, the sun passes through these constellations.
The bun rolls further, and a fox meets it. The constellation Fox is located under the constellation Cygnus. When the fox saw the ruddy bun, she also decided to feast on it. Kolobok failed to escape from the fox and ended up being eaten by her.
This is how the fairy tale ends, this is how the triumphant procession of the daylight across the sky ends. On the June solstice (June 22), the days become shorter because the sun appears lower and lower in the sky every day. On this day, it crosses the constellation Fox or a dark spot with the same name, which is located in the Milky Way. The fox seems to eat the Sun, shortening its stay in the sky.
The Scandinavian epic about the giantesses Fenier and Meunier turning a magic mill also touches on the astronomical aspect. According to the fairy tale, King Frodi had something priceless among his treasures: a giant mill, consisting of two huge millstones that had magical powers. One day his cousin-king gave him two giantesses named Fenya and Menya. Frodi ordered the slaves to grind at the mill, and from under the millstones began to emerge peace, prosperity, good weather and unlimited wealth. When the giantesses were tired, they began to ask for rest, but the king refused their request. The exhausted slaves turned the millstone in the other direction and plague, disease, conflicts and strife began to emerge from under the stones.
The weakened kingdom became the prey of King Meisinger, who took a magic mill with giantesses as one of his many trophies. He loaded the spoils onto the ship and now ordered his slaves to grind salt, since the lack of salt in his kingdom threatened with famine, because meat and fish went rotten in the warm season. When there was more salt than needed, the slaves asked their new master for rest, but the new master, overwhelmed by greed, refused the giantesses. Then they began to rotate the mill at such a crazy speed that its “supports, although reinforced with iron, suddenly shattered into pieces.” As a result, the ship sank, and the mill and the giantesses went down with it. Since they did not receive an order to stop working, they continue to turn the millstones to this day. A Scandinavian fairy tale says that this mill is still in operation today, which is why the waters of all seas are so salty.
This allegory symbolizes the precession of the equinoxes. The axis and iron supports of the mill indicate the coordinate system of the celestial sphere and form a frame, the framework of the world era. Polar axes and colors form an invisible whole. When one part is displaced, the entire system goes into a new state. When this happens, the old apparatus is replaced by a new Polar Star with appropriate colors.
When the system of the cosmic mill becomes clear, the fairy-tale allegory becomes understandable. Here an image of the structure (foundation) of the world era arises - that same celestial mechanism that has been functioning for 2160 years, when the Sun rises at the same four key points, as now on the days of the spring and autumn equinoxes - in the constellations of Pisces and Virgo, on the days of summer and the winter solstice - in the constellations Sagittarius and Gemini), and then slowly moves to new four constellation coordinates for the next 2160 years. As a result of the precession of the equinoxes, the spring point will move from Pisces to Aquarius in the not too distant future. At the same time, the other three characteristic points will also move (from Virgo, Gemini and Sagittarius to Leo, Taurus and Scorpio), as if a gear was switched in a giant celestial mechanism.
Fairy tales exist, but no one knows what secrets they are trying to tell. In the main characters, readers see only animals or people and understand only that in these wonderful stories, good always triumphs over evil. But I would like people to be able to see in fairy tales what was originally inherent in them.
Shakespeare's Hamlet, who is the instrument of Fate, who, having fulfilled his mission, must leave the stage of life, is also the law of astronomical precession. But this is a fairy tale not for children, but for adults.
It turns out that Pushkin was right: a fairy tale is not exactly what it is written about. It turns out that the fairy tale is a lie, but “there is a hint in it,” which means that every or almost every fairy tale has a key to unraveling some phenomena, in this case natural phenomena. And for us, for modern people, this is a significant lesson that we must learn from this. By comprehending the small, we will comprehend the big. We must learn this ourselves and teach our children.

And yet, why is the word “lie” applied to the Tales, in the sense of superficial truth, incomplete truth? The fact is that a Fairy Tale is really a Lie, but only for the Explicit, Manifested World, in which our consciousness now resides. For other Worlds: Navi, Slavi, Rule, the same fairy-tale characters, their interaction, are the true Truth. Thus, we can say that a Fairy Tale is still a True Story, but for a certain World, for a certain Reality. If a Fairy Tale evokes some Images in your imagination, it means that these Images came from somewhere before your imagination gave them to you. There is no fantasy divorced from reality. All fantasy is as real as our real life. Our subconscious, reacting to the signals of the second signaling system (per word), “pulls out” Images from the collective field - one of the billions of realities among which we live. In the imagination, there is not only one thing, around which so many fairy-tale plots are twisted: “Go There, no one knows Where, Bring That, no one knows What.” Can your imagination imagine anything like this? - For the time being, no. Although, our Many-Wise Ancestors had a completely adequate answer to this question.

“Lesson” among the Slavs means something that stands at Rock, i.e. some fatality of Being, Fate, Mission, which any person embodied on Earth has. A lesson is something that must be learned before your evolutionary Path continues further and higher. Thus, a Fairy Tale is a Lie, but it always contains a Hint of the Lesson that each of the people will have to learn during their Life.

He asked Ras Deva: “Bake me a Kolobok.” The Virgin swept the barns of Svarog, scraped the bottom of the barrel and baked Kolobok. Kolobok rolled along the Path. It rolls and rolls, and the Swan meets him: “Kolobok-Kolobok, I’ll eat you!” And he plucked a piece from Kolobok with his beak. Kolobok rolls on. Towards him - Raven: - Kolobok-Kolobok, I will eat you! He pecked Kolobok's barrel and ate another piece. Kolobok rolled further along the Path. Then the Bear meets him: “Kolobok-Kolobok, I’ll eat you!” He grabbed Kolobok across the stomach, crushed his sides, and forcibly took Kolobok’s legs away from the Bear. Kolobok is rolling, rolling along the Svarog Path, and then the Wolf meets him: - Kolobok-Kolobok, I will eat you! He grabbed Kolobok with his teeth and barely rolled away from the Wolf. But his Path is not over yet. He rolls on: a very small piece of Kolobok remains. And then the Fox comes out to meet Kolobok: “Kolobok-Kolobok, I’ll eat you!” “Don’t eat me, Foxy,” was all Kolobok managed to say, and the Fox said “am” and ate him whole.
A fairy tale, familiar to everyone since childhood, takes on a completely different meaning and a much deeper essence when we discover the Wisdom of the Ancestors. Kolobok among the Slavs has never been a pie, a bun, or “almost a cheesecake,” as they sing in modern fairy tales and cartoons of the most varied bakery products that are passed off to us as Kolobok. People's thought is much more figurative and sacred than they try to imagine. Kolobok is a metaphor, like almost all images of heroes of Russian fairy tales. It is not for nothing that the Russian people were famous everywhere for their imaginative thinking.
The Tale of Kolobok is an astronomical observation of the Ancestors over the movement of the Moon across the sky: from the full moon (in the Hall of the Race) to the new moon (the Hall of the Fox). Kolobok’s “Kneading” - the full moon, in this tale, takes place in the Hall of Virgo and Ras (roughly corresponds to the modern constellations Virgo and Leo). Further, starting from the Hall of the Boar, the Month begins to decline, i.e. each of the encountered Halls (Swan, Raven, Bear, Wolf) “eats” part of the Month. By the Fox's Hall there is nothing left of Kolobok - Midgard-Earth (in modern terms - planet Earth) completely covers the Moon from the Sun.
We find confirmation of precisely this interpretation of Kolobok in Russian folk riddles (from the collection of V. Dahl): Blue scarf, red Kolobok: rolls on the scarf, grins at people. - This is about Heaven and Yarilo-Sun. I wonder how modern fairy-tale remakes would portray the red Kolobok? Did you mix blush into the dough?
There are a couple more riddles for the kids: A white-headed cow is looking into the gateway. (Month) He was young - he looked like a fine fellow, in his old age he became tired - he began to fade, a new one was born - he became cheerful again. (Month) The spinner, the golden bobbin, is spinning, no one can get it: neither the king, nor the queen, nor the red maiden. (Sun) Who is the richest in the world? (Earth)
It should be borne in mind that Slavic constellations do not correspond exactly to modern constellations. In the Slavic Circle there are 16 Halls (constellations), and they had different configurations than the modern 12 Signs of the Zodiac. The palace of Ras (the cat family) can roughly be correlated with
zodiac sign Leo.

Everyone probably remembers the text of the fairy tale from childhood. Let us analyze the esotericism of the fairy tale and those gross distortions of imagery and logic that were imposed on us.
Reading this, like most other supposedly “folk” (i.e. pagan: “language” - “people”) fairy tales, we pay attention to the obsessive absence of parents. That is, children are presented with single-parent families, which instills in them from childhood the idea that an incomplete family is normal, “everyone lives like this.” Only grandparents raise children. Even in intact families, it has become a tradition to “hand over” a child to be raised by old people. Perhaps this tradition was established during serfdom, as a necessity. Many will tell me that times are no better now, because... democracy is the same slave-owning system. “Demos”, in Greek, is not just “the people”, but a wealthy people, the “top” of society, “kratos” - “power”. So it turns out that democracy is the power of the ruling elite, i.e. the same slavery, only having an erased manifestation in the modern political system. In addition, religion is also the power of the elite for the people, and is also actively involved in the education of the flock (that is, the herd), for its own and the state elite. What do we bring up in children by telling them fairy tales to someone else’s tune? Do we continue to “prepare” more and more serfs for the demos? Or the servants of God?
From an esoteric point of view, what picture appears in the modern “Turnip”? — The line of generations has been interrupted, joint good work has been disrupted, there is a total destruction of the harmony of the Family, the Family,
prosperity and joy of family relationships. What kind of people grow up in dysfunctional families?.. And this is what recent fairy tales teach us.
Specifically, according to “TURNIP”. The two most important heroes for the child, father and mother, are missing. Let's consider what Images make up the essence of the fairy tale, and what exactly was removed from the fairy tale on the symbolic plane. So, the characters: 1) The turnip - symbolizes the Roots of the Family. She's planted
Ancestor, the most ancient and wise. Without him, there would be no Turnip, and no joint, joyful work for the benefit of the Family. 2) Grandfather - symbolizes Ancient Wisdom 3) Grandmother - Tradition, Home 4) Father - protection and support of the Family - removed from the fairy tale along with figurative meaning 5) Mother - Love and Care - removed from the fairy tale 6) Granddaughter (daughter) - Offspring, continuation of the Family 7) Bug - protection of prosperity in the Family 8) Cat - good environment of the House 9) Mouse - symbolizes the well-being of the House. Mice only appear where there is an abundance, where every crumb is not counted. These figurative meanings are interconnected, like a nesting doll - one without the other no longer has meaning and completeness.
So think about it later, whether Russian fairy tales have been changed, whether known or unknown, and who they “work” for now.

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A fairy tale is a lie, but there is a hint in it, / A lesson to good fellows!

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