There lived a fox and a hare. The fox had an icy hut, and the hare had a bast. Spring has come - the fox's hut has melted, and the hare's is in the old way. The fox asked the hare to warm up and drove him out. An expensive hare goes and cries, and dogs meet him.

      - Tyaf, tyaf, tyaf! What are you crying about, bunny?
      And the hare says:
      - How can I not cry? I had a bast hut, and the fox had an ice hut. She asked me to warm up, and she kicked me out.
      - Do not cry, bunny, - the dogs say, - we will drive her out.
      - No, don't kick me out!
      - No, we'll kick you out!

     Come to the hut.
      - Tyaf, tyaf, tyaf! Come on, fox, get out!
      And she told them from the oven:
      The dogs got scared and left.

      Bunny is walking and crying again. A bear is facing him.
      And the bunny says:
      - How can I not cry? I had a bast hut, and the fox had an ice hut. She asked me to warm up, but she kicked me out.
      - Don't cry, bunny, - says the bear, - I'll kick her out.
      - No, you won't kick me out! They drove the dogs - they didn’t kick them out, and you won’t kick them out.
      - No, I'll kick you out!
      Let's drive:
      - Go, fox, get out!
      And she is from the oven:
      - As I jump out, as I jump out, shreds will fly through the back streets!
      The bear got scared and left.

      The bunny goes again and cries, and the bull meets him.
      - What are you crying about, bunny?
      - Leave me alone, bull! How can I not cry? I had a bast hut, and the fox had an ice hut. She asked me to warm up, and she kicked me out.
      - No, bull, you won't drive it out! The dogs drove - they didn’t kick them out, the bear drove them out - they didn’t kick them out, and you won’t kick them out!
      - No, I'll kick you out!
     Come to the hut:
      - Go, fox, get out!
     And she is from the oven:
      - As I jump out, as I jump out, shreds will fly through the back streets!
     The bull got scared and left.

     Again, the bunny comes and cries, and a rooster with a scythe meets him.
      - Ku-ka-re-ku! What are you crying about, bunny?
      - Leave me alone, rooster! How can I not cry! I had a bast hut, and the fox had an ice hut. She asked me to warm up, and she kicked me out.
      - Let's go, I'll kick her out!
      - No, you won't kick me out! The dogs drove - they didn’t drive out, the bear drove - didn’t drive out, the bull drove - didn’t drive out, and you won’t drive out at all.
      - No, I'll kick you out!

     Come to the hut. The rooster crowed:
     The fox heard, got scared and says:
      - Dressing ...
     Rooster again:
      - Ku-ka-re-ku! I carry a scythe on my shoulders, I want to cut the fox! Come on, fox, get out!
     And she says:
      - I put on a fur coat ...
     Rooster for the third time:
      - Ku-ka-re-ku! I carry a scythe on my shoulders, I want to cut the fox! Come on, fox, get out!

     The fox ran out; and the rooster and the bunny began to live and live in the hut and make good.

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FOX, HARE AND COCK
Russian folk tale
In the processing of A. N. Afanasiev

Once upon a time there lived a fox and a hare.

Judging by the choice of heroes for the fairy tale, we will most likely be presented with a classic conflict of subjects who have different views on life, different values, different skin colors (and some heroes even have feathers!), Finally, different eating habits.

The fox had an icy hut, and the bunny had a bast; spring has come red - the fox's hut has melted, and the bunny's is in the old way.

Apparently, the author hints at the long-awaited warming of the Earth's climate. Modern conflictology recommends that one should not rush to analyze the conflict - first you need to find its causes, and not rush to analyze the consequences. As you can see, in the further tragedy of the heroes, it is most likely a person with his restless desires to fry barbecue on an open fire in nature, ruthlessly burning oxygen, and keep vodka in a refrigerator with freon, that is, spoil, thus, earthly atmosphere.

The fox asked the bunny to warm up and drove the bunny out.

Yes, apparently we figured it out. Truly a tale of conflict. Recall the classics - a conflict arises when there is a certain whole - an indivisible object (here is a bast hut), and there are at least two parties (here a fox and a hare) that claim this indivisible object at the same time. This is a conflict situation. But conflict occurs when another incident is added to the conflict situation, in this case, when the fox drove the hare away.

The bunny is crying

But, however, for a conflict it is necessary that one of the parties has an understanding - that it is not just impossible to solve the problem, but there is a guilty party - the other side. In this case, the hare erroneously connects the cause of his adversity not with the warming of the climate on earth, but with the fox. In this case, there is such a psychological phenomenon as frustration. Note that there are two types of frustration - real (when the other side is really guilty). And imaginary. Moreover, an imaginary reason, as can be seen from a fairy tale, can, in the end, serve as the development of an already quite real conflict.

And the dogs met him: “Tyaf, tyaf, tyaf! What are you crying about, bunny?

As you can see, new heroes of the fairy tale appear - dogs. At the same time, it is assumed that dogs have great emotional intelligence (FI) - they understand the emotions of a hare. Let me remind you that emotional intelligence involves such qualities as understanding other people's emotions, on the one hand (dogs feel sorry for the hare), and on the other hand, understanding their emotions (dogs are outraged by the behavior of the fox, but do they understand their emotions?), But the main thing is still - this is an understanding of the emotions of a communication partner (dogs understand that the hare is grieving for his hut). However, emotional intelligence also involves the ability to manage your emotions. So let's find out further.

And the bunny says: “Leave me alone, dogs! How can I not cry? I had a bast hut, and the fox had an ice hut, she asked me and kicked me out. - Don't cry, bunny! the dogs say. "We'll kick her out."

As you can see, the management of emotions in dogs in a fairy tale is not very good. Instead of calming the hare, they are ready for conflict actions without hesitation - “They are beating us!”. Moreover, instead of listening to the other side (who knows, maybe the fox is even more offended by the hare, because after leaving the hut he left the fox to starve, is it good? From the point of view of the fox, I think that it is almost immoral. Moreover, that, judging by the description, the hare is a male, that is, a man, and the fox is a female - that is weak woman(the story is not about a fox, but about a fox, and not about a hare, but definitely about a hare).

Imagine if, upon the arrival of one side to the court, the judge would immediately make decisions. I'm not talking about the fact that the fox had to be read out of her rights, in particular, the fox could invite a familiar wolf as a lawyer. We are witnessing a complete violation of the procedural code. Well, okay, let's see what happens next.

- "No, don't kick me out!" - "No, we'll kick you out!" They approached the hut: “Tyaf, tyaf, tyaf! Come on, fox, get out!"

As you can see, dogs, instead of sorting out the situation objectively, send the so-called conflict generator to the fox (“Tyaf, tyaf, tyaf” - which means “The fool himself!”) - which will undoubtedly lead to the corresponding conflict generator of the other side, which we observe that the exchange of conflictogens usually leads to an escalation of the conflict.

But you could start a conversation in a smart way - make a compliment to the fox - praise her skin, for example.

And she told them from the stove: “As soon as I jump out, as I jump out, shreds will go along the back streets!” The dogs got scared and ran away.

There is a development of the conflict, where the fox chose the strategy of coercion (recall that there are still strategies for compromise, avoidance of the conflict, concession and resolution of the conflict to the delight of both parties). It is known that in the case of choosing such a strategy, only one side wins. However, such a conflict management strategy can be applied if the second is confident in its superiority. As you can see, the fox adequately took into account its capabilities - it emerged victorious.

The bunny is crying again. A bear meets him: “What are you crying about, bunny?” And the bunny says: “Leave me alone, bear! How can I not cry? I had a bast hut, and the fox had an icy one; she asked me to come to me and kicked me out. - Don't cry, bunny! - says the bear. "I'll kick her out." "No, you won't get kicked out! They drove the dogs - they didn’t kick them out, and you won’t kick them out. - "No, I'll kick you out!"

What are we seeing? Classic development. When the conflict is not resolved, the parties begin to involve in their conflict an increasing number of participants from their side. In the end, instead of a conflict of two personalities, we observe conflicts between groups and sometimes even between countries, and of different confessions. In the fairy tale, however, another phenomenon is observed - at the first stage of the conflict, the bunny connects to the conflict not a larger number of participants, but increasingly larger participants.

Let's go chase. Bear: "Come, fox, get out!" And she from the stove: “As soon as I jump out, as I jump out, shreds will go along the back streets!” The bear got scared and left.

True, the involvement of the bear did not lead to the creation of a group of conflicts, probably due to an acute illness, popularly known as the bear's.

Again the bunny comes and cries, and the bull meets him: “What are you crying about, bunny?” - “Get off, bull! How can I not cry? I had a bast hut, and the fox had an icy one; she asked me to come to me and kicked me out. "Come on, I'll kick her out." - “No, bull, you won’t drive it out! The dogs drove - they didn’t kick them out, the bear drove them out - they didn’t kick them out, and you won’t kick them out. - "No, I'll kick you out!" They approached the hut: “Come, fox, get out!” And she from the stove: “As soon as I jump out, as I jump out, shreds will go along the back streets!” The bull got scared and left.

Yes, the bull also turned out to be not very smart and seasoned - he immediately embarked on the warpath, taking the word of the hare. But it would be possible not to rush, ask the fox for documents on living space. Perhaps, under the contract of employment (the hare let the fox warm up voluntarily), the fox had all the rights to continue living in the hare's bast hut (by the way, no one checked the registration not only with the fox, but even with the hare).

Again the bunny comes and cries, and a rooster with a scythe meets him: “Crow! What are you crying about, bunny? - “Get off, rooster! How can I not cry? I had a bast hut, and the fox had an icy one; she asked me to come to me and kicked me out. "Come on, I'll kick her out." "No, you won't get kicked out! Dogs drove - did not drive out, the bear drove - did not drive out, the bull drove - did not drive out, and you will not drive out. - "No, I'll kick you out!"

Rooster, apparently, also does not know modern technology for resolving conflicts with the help of a third party. And therefore, instead of looking for options for reconciliation of the conflicting parties, he also decided to use coercion, speaking from the side of the hare.

We approached the hut. Rooster: "Crow! I carry a scythe on my shoulders, I want to cut the fox! Come on, fox, get out!" And she heard, got frightened, says: "I'm getting dressed ..."

Where did you see the fox being afraid of the rooster? Apparently, it’s just that the fox’s contract for hiring a bast hut has expired (for sure it was, and the hare “floods” that the fox behaved dishonestly) and she decided, as expected, to fulfill the terms of the contract on her part

The rooster again: “Crow! I carry a scythe on my shoulders, I want to cut the fox! Come on, fox, get out!" And she says: “I put on a fur coat.”

As you can see, the conflict has been settled - the fox decided to leave the premises in favor of the hare.

Rooster for the third time: “Crow! I carry a scythe on my shoulders, I want to cut the fox! Come on, fox, get out!" The fox ran out, and he hacked her with a scythe and began to live and live with the bunny.

Here's a fairy tale for you, and a jar of oil for me.

Fathers! Where is it seen that for the seizure of the premises, and even for a short period of time there was such an unlawful punishment?

As you can see, the events described in the fairy tale do not look like a well-deserved punishment, but like a murder on order (the customer is a hare). Retribution with the killer-rooster (the author of the tale hinted to us from the very beginning that the rooster was with a scythe, it is clear with what it was associated) occurred, as we see, by barter - providing the latter with a place to live.

I hope that after the publication of this interpretation of the fairy tale, the Russian prosecutor's office will become interested in this case that took place in the Russian forest.

Instead of a conclusion

How often we assume for others what they think, and in most cases we are mistaken. This is exactly what the hare did in the fairy tale, accusing the fox of ungrateful behavior - he let her into his hut to warm himself, and she kicked him out of the hut.

Let's look at the situation from the other side. Look, it happens during the hungry period in early spring - the fox froze to death (and animals freeze when they are hungry).

The hare let the fox warm up. The fox warmed up, and of course, she could gobble up a defenseless hare. She, as a thank you for the shelter, "kicked out" the hare - so that he could hide and, therefore, stay alive.

The question is, why shouldn't the fox leave the hut herself when she warmed up?

Everything is simple here - the fox already knew the place of residence of the nutritious hare and understood that if she left herself, then when the instinct of a hungry beast worked, she would still return to the hut, watch for the hare and eat it. The hare, assuming only the worst from his companion, deprived the fox of the most valuable thing - life.

This is how most conflicts happen - from misunderstandings.

or-there were a fox and a hare. The fox had an icy hut, and the bunny had a bast; spring came red - the fox melted, and the bunny stands in the old way.

The fox asked the bunny to warm up, but the bunny was kicked out.

An expensive bunny goes and cries, and dogs meet him:

Tyaf, tyaf, tyaf! What are you crying about, bunny?

And the bunny says:

Back off, dogs! How can I not cry? I had a bast hut, and the fox had an icy one, she asked me to come to me, and she kicked me out.

Don't cry, bunny! the dogs say. - We'll kick her out.

No, don't kick me out!

No, let's get out! Approached the hut:

Tyaf, tyaf, tyaf! Come on, fox, get out! And she told them from the oven:

The dogs got scared and left.

The bunny is crying again. A bear meets him:

What are you crying about, bunny? And the bunny says:

Back off, bear! How can I not cry? I had a bast hut, and the fox had an icy one; she asked me to come, and she kicked me out.

Don't cry, bunny! - says the bear. - I'll kick her out.

No, you won't get kicked out! They drove the dogs - they didn’t kick them out, and you won’t kick them out.

No, I'll kick you out! Let's go chase:

As I jump out, as I jump out, shreds will go along the back streets!

The bear got scared and left.

Again the bunny goes and cries, and the bull meets him:

What are you crying about, bunny?

Back off, bull! How can I not cry? I had a bast hut, and the fox had an icy one; she asked me to come, and she kicked me out.

Come on, I'll kick her out.

No, bull, you will not drive out! The dogs drove - they didn’t drive out, the bear drove - didn’t drive out, and you won’t drive out.

No, I'll take it out. Approached the hut:

Come on, fox, get out! And she from the oven:

As I jump out, as I jump out, shreds will go along the back streets!

The bull got scared and left.

Again the bunny comes and cries, and a rooster with a scythe meets him:

Kukureku! What are you crying about, bunny?

Get off, rooster! How can I not cry? I had a bast hut, and the fox had an icy one; she asked me to come, and she kicked me out.

Come on, I'll kick you out.

No, you won't get kicked out! Dogs drove - did not drive out, the bear drove - did not drive out, the bull drove - did not drive out, and you will not drive out!

No, I'll kick you out! We approached the hut.

Once upon a time there lived a fox and a hare. The fox had an icy hut, and the bunny had a bast; spring came red - the fox melted, and the bunny stands in the old way.
The fox asked the bunny to warm up, but the bunny was kicked out.
An expensive bunny goes and cries, and dogs meet him:
— Tyaf, tyaf, tyaf! What are you crying about, bunny?
And the bunny says:
- Stay away, dogs! How can I not cry? I had a bast hut, and the fox had an icy one, she asked me to come to me, and she kicked me out.
Don't cry, bunny! the dogs say. - We'll kick her out.
- No, don't kick me out!
- No, let's get out! Approached the hut:
— Tyaf, tyaf, tyaf! Come on, fox, get out! And she told them from the oven:
The dogs got scared and left.
The bunny is crying again. A bear meets him:
“What are you crying about, bunny?” And the bunny says:
- Get off, bear! How can I not cry? My bast hut howled, and the fox's was icy; she asked me to come, and she kicked me out.
Don't cry, bunny! says the bear. - I'll kick her out.
- No, you won't get kicked out! They drove the dogs - they didn’t kick them out, and you won’t kick them out.
- No, I'll kick you out! Let's go chase:
- As soon as I jump out, as I jump out, shreds will go along the back streets!
The bear got scared and left.
Again the bunny goes and cries, and the bull meets him:
“What are you crying about, bunny?”
- Get off, bull! How can I not cry? I had a bast hut, and the fox had an icy one; she asked me to come, and she kicked me out.
"Come on, I'll kick her out."
- No, bull, you will not drive out! Dogs chased - not kicked out, the bear drove - did not kick out, and you will not drive out.
- No, I'll take it out. Approached the hut:
- Come on, fox, get out! And she from the oven:
- As soon as I jump out, as I jump out, shreds will go along the back streets!
The bull got scared and left.
Again the bunny comes and cries, and a rooster with a scythe meets him:
— Kukureku! What are you crying about, bunny?
- Get off, cock! How can I not cry? I had a bast hut, and the fox had an icy one; she asked me to come, and she kicked me out.
- Come on, I'll kick you out.
- No, you won't get kicked out! The dogs drove - did not drive out, the bear drove - did not drive out, the bull drove - did not drive out, and you will not drive out!
- No, I'll kick you out! Approached the hut:
And she heard, she was frightened, she said:
- I'm getting dressed ... The rooster again:
— Kukureku! I carry a scythe on my shoulders, I want to cut the fox! Come on, fox, get out!
And she says:
- I put on a coat. Rooster for the third time:
— Kukureku! I carry a scythe on my shoulders, I want to cut the fox! Come on, fox, get out!
The fox ran out; he cut her down with a scythe and began to live with the bunny and live and make good.
Here's a fairy tale for you, and a glass of butter for me.
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Fox, hare and rooster. Reading for free online

Russian folk tale "The Fox, the Hare and the Rooster"

Once upon a time there lived a fox and a hare. The fox had an icy hut, and the bunny had a bast; the red spring has come - the fox has melted, and the bunny is standing in the old way.
The fox asked the bunny to warm up, and drove the bunny out.
An expensive bunny goes and cries, and dogs meet him:
— Tyaf, tyaf, tyaf! What are you crying about, bunny? And the bunny says:
- Stay away, dogs! How can I not cry? I had a bast hut, and the fox had an icy one, she asked me to come to me, and she kicked me out.
“Don’t cry, bunny!” the dogs say. “We’ll kick her out.”
- No, don't kick me out!

- No, let's get out! Approached the hut:
— Tyaf, tyaf, tyaf! Come on, fox, get out! And she told them from the oven:

The dogs got scared and left.
The bunny is crying again. A bear meets him:
“What are you crying about, bunny?” And the bunny says:
- Get off, bear! How can I not cry? I had a bast hut, and the fox had an icy one; she asked me to come, and she kicked me out.
"Don't cry, bunny!" says the bear. "I'll kick her out."
- No, you won't get kicked out! They drove the dogs - they didn’t kick them out, and you won’t kick them out.
- No, I'll kick you out! Let's go chase:
- Come on, fox, get out! And she from the oven:
- As I jump out, as I jump out, shreds will go along the back streets!
The bear got scared and left.
Again the bunny goes and cries, and the bull meets him:
“What are you crying about, bunny?”
- Get off, bull! How can I not cry? I had a bast hut, and the fox had an icy one; she asked me to come, and she kicked me out.
"Come on, I'll kick her out."
- No, bull, you will not drive out! Dogs chased, not kicked out, a bear chased, didn’t kick out, and you won’t kick out.

- No, I'll take it out. Approached the hut:
- Come on, fox, get out!
And she from the oven:
- As soon as I jump out, as I jump out, shreds will go along the back streets!
The bull got scared and left.
Again the bunny comes and cries, and a rooster with a scythe meets him:
— Kukureku! What are you crying about, bunny?
- Get off, cock! How can I not cry? I had a bast hut, and the fox had an icy one; she asked me to come, and she kicked me out.
- Come on, I'll kick you out.
- No, you won't get kicked out! The dogs drove - they didn’t drive out, the bear drove - didn’t drive out, the bull drove - didn’t drive out, and you won’t drive out!
- No, I'll kick you out! Approached the hut:

And she heard, she was frightened, she said:
- I'm getting dressed...
Rooster again:
— Kukureku! I carry a scythe on my shoulders, I want to cut the fox! Come on, fox, get out!
And she says:
- I put on a coat.
Rooster for the third time:
— Kukureku! I carry a scythe on my shoulders, I want to cut the fox! Come on, fox, get out!
The fox ran out; he cut her down with a scythe and began to live with the bunny and live and make good.
Here's a fairy tale for you, and a glass of butter for me.