पांच भागों में बंटी पंचतंत्र की कहानियां ही हैं, जो दोस्ती की अहमियत, व्यवहारिकता व नेतृत्व जैसी अहम बातों को सरल और आसान शब्दों में बच्चों तक पहुंचा कर उन पर गहरी छाप छोड़ जाती हैं। 

Stories from Panchatantra 

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In this episode I am telling a story about the Museums in Tbilisi. Enjoy! :)

BlaBlaGeorgian

Museums / მუზეუმები

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Introduction

This folktale is from Wales, and tells the story of how water lilies came to grow in a lake in the Welsh mountains.

Folktale Friday

HOW WATER LILIES BEGAN

Kemal ve Füsun'un hikayesi devam ediyor.

ALL ABOUT TURKıSH

MASUMİYET MÜZESİ 2 

냉장고에 케이크가 있던데 누구 거야?
冰箱里有块蛋糕, 那是谁的?

그거 내 거야. 후배가 나에게 줬어.
那是我的。学弟给我的。

안쪽에 초코 비스킷이 들어있네, 
맛있어 보이는데. 한 입 먹어봐도 될까?
里面有巧克力饼干, 
看起来很好吃。我可以尝一口吗?

당연하지!
那当然！

*어휘
냉장고 冰箱
케이크 蛋糕
남자후배 学弟
초코 비스킷 巧克力饼干

[YOON] 1분 한국어

냉장고에 케이크가 있던데 누구 거야? 冰箱里有块蛋糕, 那是谁的?

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Как-то на чердаке мы нашли деревянную чёрную шкатулку. На крышке её медными буквами была выложена английская надпись: «Эдинбург. Шотландия. Делал мастер Гальвестон».
Шкатулку принесли в комнаты, осторожно вытерли с неё пыль и открыли крышку. Внутри были медные валики с тонкими стальными шипами. Около каждого валика сидела на бронзовом рычажке медная стрекоза, бабочка или жук.

Это была музыкальная шкатулка. Мы завели её, но она не играла. Напрасно мы нажимали на спинки жуков, мух и стрекоз – шкатулка была испорчена.

За вечерним чаем мы заговорили о таинственном мастере Гальвестоне. Все сошлись на том, что это был весёлый пожилой шотландец в клетчатом жилете и кожаном фартуке. Во время работы, обтачивая в тисках медные валики, он, наверное, насвистывал песенку о почтальоне, чей рог поёт в туманных долинах, и девушке, собирающей хворост в горах. Как все хорошие мастера, он разговаривал с теми вещами, которые делал, и рассказывал им их будущую жизнь. Но, конечно, он никак не мог догадаться, что эта чёрная шкатулка попадёт из-под бледного шотландского неба в пустынные леса за Окой, в деревню, где только одни петухи поют, как в Шотландии, а всё остальное совсем не похоже на эту далёкую северную страну.
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Нескучные истории - Not boring stories

Константин Паустовский, отрывок из рассказа "Жильцы старого дома"

In this story, a grape named Sweety supports his grapevine as they face an attack from children. This is Part 4 of 5. 

The farmhouse was home to a small family who owned and operated the winery. Their three children, two twin girls and a boy, loved playing hide and seek in the maze-like structure of the grapevines. 

The eldest sister was chasing her brother, who was the youngest of the three, through the alleyways of the vineyard. In order to keep their balance as they sped around the corners, they would grab hold of a grapevine and swing themselves around, almost launching themselves like a slingshot. They laughed with carefree delight, enjoying the acrobatics of their game. Little did they know just how traumatizing this was for the inhabitants of the vines. 

Sweety held on with every bit of strength he had. His vine was shaking tremendously as the children swung themselves around. Fear gripped every grape on that vine. They all remembered the horrific moments of their brothers and sisters falling to their deaths. 

Sweety thought that this shaking was more than anything a storm could do. Maybe it would even be enough to tear down the entire vine. Being a natural-born leader and the spiritual guardian of his vine, Sweety knew he had to do something. 

“Hey!” screamed Sweety. “Stop your foolish game! Can’t you see you’re killing us! Play somewhere else and leave our homeland alone!” 

The eldest sister hesitated for a moment. She swore she heard something, like a faint voice, but she quickly disregarded it and continued playing. Sweety’s voice was tiny, almost inaudible. The sound of a stick breaking was far louder than his attempt at communicating with the humans. 

Round and round the kids went. They chased each other, grabbing the weak grapevines and spinning. With each spin, a few grapes fell to their death. All around, Sweety saw innocent grapes suffering their lowest honor. 


Being a Cloud

Sweety the Grape

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