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There was a white-haired man. Once on a cold
winter day, he was going to the forest after some wood. He wanted to light a pipe. While he was looking for a pipe, tobacco, and a lighter in his arms, he lost one glove.
winter day, he was going to the forest after some wood. He wanted to light a pipe. While he was looking for a pipe, tobacco, and a lighter in his arms, he lost one glove.
The fly, running out of the cold, sees the
glove, runs in and starts dancing for joy.
glove, runs in and starts dancing for joy.
The mouse, running away from the cold, run to
the glove and asks, “Who is dancing there in the glove?”
“I, the queen of flies. But who are you?”
“I am a mouse-squeaky. Let me in to warm up!”
“Come in to get warm!”
The mouse crawls into the glove, and both start dancing.
the glove and asks, “Who is dancing there in the glove?”
“I, the queen of flies. But who are you?”
“I am a mouse-squeaky. Let me in to warm up!”
“Come in to get warm!”
The mouse crawls into the glove, and both start dancing.
old man`s glove
The bunny, running away from the cold, sees
the glove, runs over and asks:
“Who is dancing there in the glove?”
And the two dancers say, “I, the queen of the
fly, the mouse-squeaky. But who are you?”
“I am a bunny. Let me in!”
“Okay, come in to get warm.”
The bunny crawls into glove, and now the
three of them are dancing.
the glove, runs over and asks:
“Who is dancing there in the glove?”
And the two dancers say, “I, the queen of the
fly, the mouse-squeaky. But who are you?”
“I am a bunny. Let me in!”
“Okay, come in to get warm.”
The bunny crawls into glove, and now the
three of them are dancing.
The wolf, running away from the cold, sees the
glove and asks, “Who is dancing there in the glove?”
“I, the queen of the fly, the mouse-squeaky, the
bunny. But who are you?”
“I’m a big, grey wolf. Let me in!”
“Okay, come in to get warm.”
The wolf crawls into glove, and now the four
of them are dancing.
glove and asks, “Who is dancing there in the glove?”
“I, the queen of the fly, the mouse-squeaky, the
bunny. But who are you?”
“I’m a big, grey wolf. Let me in!”
“Okay, come in to get warm.”
The wolf crawls into glove, and now the four
of them are dancing.
The bear, running away from the cold, finds
the glove and asks, “Who is dancing there in the glove?”
“I, the queen of the fly, the mouse-squeaky,
the bunny, the big, gray wolf. But who are you?”
“I am the shaggy bear. Let me in!”
“Okay, come in to get warm.”
The bear crawls into glove, and now everybody
is dancing around the glove.
the glove and asks, “Who is dancing there in the glove?”
“I, the queen of the fly, the mouse-squeaky,
the bunny, the big, gray wolf. But who are you?”
“I am the shaggy bear. Let me in!”
“Okay, come in to get warm.”
The bear crawls into glove, and now everybody
is dancing around the glove.
Suddenly rooster runs out of nowhere and starts
singing, “Kickerigou!”
The dancers get scared, and everybody starts running
out of the glove. The fly goes to the king’s palace, a mouse to the potato cellar, a bunny in the field of oats, a wolf in the bushes, a bear in the woods.
Running outside they tore the glove. And so, until this day, the old man is walking around with a single glove.
singing, “Kickerigou!”
The dancers get scared, and everybody starts running
out of the glove. The fly goes to the king’s palace, a mouse to the potato cellar, a bunny in the field of oats, a wolf in the bushes, a bear in the woods.
Running outside they tore the glove. And so, until this day, the old man is walking around with a single glove.
Watch the story red by Oskars, Amanda, Aivis and Diāna
Little Red Riding Hood
Gymnazium, Ceske Budejovice, Jirovcova 8
We are going to show you one of the most popular fairy tales of Czech children. It is called Little Red Riding Hood.
Once upon a time, there was a little girl who lived near a forest. She always wore a red riding cloak,
so everyone called her Little Red Riding Hood.
One morning her mother said: „Honey, your grandma has a birthday today. Take this basket and go to visit her“
So Little Red Riding Hood grabbed the basket and kissed her mother goodbye.
„Remember to go straight to Grandma’s house“, cautioned her mother.
„Don’t worry mommy, I’ll be careful,“ said Little Red Riding Hood.
Once upon a time, there was a little girl who lived near a forest. She always wore a red riding cloak,
so everyone called her Little Red Riding Hood.
One morning her mother said: „Honey, your grandma has a birthday today. Take this basket and go to visit her“
So Little Red Riding Hood grabbed the basket and kissed her mother goodbye.
„Remember to go straight to Grandma’s house“, cautioned her mother.
„Don’t worry mommy, I’ll be careful,“ said Little Red Riding Hood.
But when Little Red Riding Hood saw some lovely flowers in a forest, she forgot what she had promised.
When she picked a few of them, a dark shadow was approaching behind her…
When she picked a few of them, a dark shadow was approaching behind her…
Suddenly, a wolf was next to her.
„What are you doing here little girl?“ the wolf asked her.
„I’m on my way to Grandma’s house, she lives there through the forest,“ Little Red Riding Hoodanswered.
„What are you doing here little girl?“ the wolf asked her.
„I’m on my way to Grandma’s house, she lives there through the forest,“ Little Red Riding Hoodanswered.
Then she continued her way. Meanwhile, the wolf took a shortcut, so he arrived at Grandma’s house first, and knocked on the door.
„Oh thank goodness! Come in, honey! I was worried that something had happened…“ said Grandma, but
she did not have time to say another word, because the wolf ate her! He then picked her night dress and went to bed to wait for Little Red Riding Hood.
„Oh thank goodness! Come in, honey! I was worried that something had happened…“ said Grandma, but
she did not have time to say another word, because the wolf ate her! He then picked her night dress and went to bed to wait for Little Red Riding Hood.
A few minutes later, Little Red Riding Hood came to the house and knocked on the door:
„It’s me, Grandma!“
„Come in, dear!“ the wolf said.
When Little Red Riding Hood entered the house, she couldn’t recognize her Grandma.
„It’s me, Grandma!“
„Come in, dear!“ the wolf said.
When Little Red Riding Hood entered the house, she couldn’t recognize her Grandma.
