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Once upon a time there lived a girl. The girl went into the forest to pick berries and met an old woman there.

“Hello, girl,” the old woman told her. - Give me some berries, please.

Here, grandma,” says the girl.

The old woman ate some berries and said:

You gave me berries, and I’ll give you something too. Here's a pot for you. All you have to do is say:

"One, two, three,

Cook the pot!"

and he will begin to cook delicious, sweet porridge.

And you tell him:

"One, two, three,

Don't cook anymore!" -

and it will stop cooking.

“Thank you, grandma,” the girl said, took the pot and went home to her mother.

The mother was delighted with this pot. And how can you not be happy? Without labor or hassle, delicious, sweet porridge is always ready for lunch.

One day a girl left the house somewhere, and her mother put the pot in front of her and said: “One, two, three,

Cook the pot!"

He started cooking. I cooked a lot of porridge. Mother ate and became full. And the pot cooks everything and cooks the porridge. How to stop him?

It was necessary to say:

"One, two, three,

Don't cook anymore!" -

Yes, the mother forgot these words, and the girl was not at home. The pot cooks and cooks. The whole room is already full of porridge, there is porridge in the hallway, there is porridge on the porch, and there is porridge on the street, and he cooks and cooks everything.

The mother got scared and ran after the girl, so that she couldn’t get across the road - the hot porridge was flowing like a river.

It’s good that the girl was not far from home. She saw what was happening on the street and ran home. Somehow she climbed onto the porch, opened the door and shouted:

"One, two, three,

Don't cook anymore!"

And the pot stopped cooking porridge.

And he cooked so much of it that anyone who had to travel from the village to the city had to eat his way through the porridge.

But no one complained. The porridge was very tasty and sweet.

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A pot of porridge

Once upon a time there was a girl. The girl went into the forest to pick berries and met an old woman there.
“Hello, girl,” the old woman told her. “Give me some berries, please.” “Here, grandma,” says the girl. The old woman ate some berries and said:
- You gave me berries, and I’ll give you something too. Here's a pot for you.

All you have to do is say:
"One, two, three,
Cook the pot!” -
and he will begin to cook delicious, sweet porridge. And you tell him:

“One, two, three, don’t cook any more!” - and he will stop cooking.

“Thank you, grandma,” the girl said, took the pot and went home to her mother. The mother was delighted with this pot. And how can you not be happy? Without labor or hassle, delicious, sweet porridge is always ready for lunch.
One day a girl left the house somewhere, and her mother put the pot in front of her and said: “One, two, three, pot, cook!”

He started cooking. I cooked a lot of porridge. Mother ate and became full. And the pot keeps cooking the porridge. How can you stop him?
It was necessary to say:
“One, two, three, don’t cook anymore!” - Yes, the mother forgot these words, and the girl was not at home.

The pot cooks and cooks. The whole room is full of porridge, there’s porridge in the hallway, there’s porridge on the porch, there’s porridge on the street, and he cooks and cooks.

The mother got scared and ran after the girl, so that she couldn’t get across the road - the hot porridge was flowing like a river.

It’s good that the girl was not far from home. She saw what was happening on the street and ran home. Somehow she climbed onto the porch, opened the door and shouted:
- One, two, three, don't cook anymore! And the pot stopped cooking porridge.

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A Pot of Porridge is a fantastic and magical fairy tale written for children of all ages. It was composed and written by German storytellers. This sweet and kind fairy tale is about a gentle, kind and generous girl and her sympathetic soul and heart. One fine day, as a sign of gratitude for her kindness and generosity, the old woman gave the girl a magic dish. This pot had magical powers and magical properties. He could cook porridge on his own, he just had to say some words of the spell. The girl’s mother, by mistake and her forgetfulness, once simply forgot to stop the pot with spell words. After that, the magic pot boiled and cooked the porridge. He was able to cook the most delicious porridge for the whole world. This porridge could feed a large number of people. You can read the fairy tale A Pot of Porridge here on this page online, and you can also listen in audio format or watch a video.

What does the fairy tale A Pot of Porridge teach?

This fairy tale story has several different and dissimilar plots. In one of his versions of the fairy tale, this magical pot falls into the hands of the evil, greedy and greedy Rumplestiltskin. At that time he was the owner of the store; the name used to be Tavern. He had a very big problem with his memory. He constantly forgot something. This is where his forgetfulness plays a cruel joke on him. He simply forgot how to properly handle this pot and forgot how to stop the process of boiling porridge. After such a failure, this man of the fairy tale simply abandoned his entire business and became a sorcerer.

Text of the fairy tale A Pot of Porridge

Once upon a time there lived a girl. The girl went into the forest to pick berries and met an old woman there.

“Hello, girl,” the old woman told her. - Give me some berries, please.

Here, grandma,” says the girl.

The old woman ate some berries and said:

You gave me berries, and I’ll give you something too. Here's a pot for you. All you have to do is say:

"One, two, three,
Cook the pot!”

and he will begin to cook delicious, sweet porridge.

And you tell him:

"One, two, three,
Don't cook anymore!

And he will stop cooking.

“Thank you, grandma,” the girl said, took the pot and went home to her mother.

The mother was delighted with this pot. And how can you not be happy? Without labor or hassle, delicious, sweet porridge is always ready for lunch.

One day a girl left the house somewhere, and her mother put the pot in front of her and said:

"One, two, three,
Cook the pot!”

He started cooking. I cooked a lot of porridge. Mother ate and became full. And the pot cooks everything and cooks the porridge. How to stop him? It was necessary to say:

"One, two, three,
Don't cook anymore!

Yes, the mother forgot these words, and the girl was not at home. The pot cooks and cooks. The whole room is already full of porridge, there is porridge in the hallway, there is porridge on the porch, and there is porridge on the street, and he cooks and cooks everything.

The mother got scared and ran after the girl, so that she couldn’t get across the road - the hot porridge was flowing like a river.

It’s good that the girl was not far from home. She saw what was happening on the street and ran home. Somehow she climbed onto the porch, opened the door and shouted:

"One, two, three,
Don't cook anymore!

And the pot stopped cooking porridge.

And he cooked so much of it that anyone who had to travel from the village to the city had to eat his way through the porridge.

But no one complained. The porridge was very tasty and sweet.

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In a small town in Germany, I don’t even remember now where this town was - in the north or in the south, lived a poor seamstress Martha. She had a daughter named Gretchen. They didn't live well. And Martha sometimes didn’t know what to feed her daughter.

One day Gretchen went into the forest to pick raspberries. She filled her basket full, and suddenly a hunched old woman comes out to meet her.

“Treat me with raspberries,” the old woman asked.

“Eat, grandma,” the girl told her affectionately and handed her the basket.

The old lady ate three berries and said:

I see you are a good child. For this, accept this pot as a gift from me. All you have to do is say:

Look to the right, look to the left!

Pot, cook the porridge! -

and the pot will immediately begin to cook sweet porridge.

And when you’re full, say:

Look to the right, look to the left!

Pot, don't cook it anymore! -

and then the pot will stop cooking.

Gretchen thanked the old woman, took the pot and ran home.

There was such joy that day in the low house under the tiled roof - sweet porridge was ready for lunch. One day Gretchen went into the forest again to pick berries. And Martha got hungry, took the pot off the shelf and said:

Look to the right, look to the left!

Pot, cook the porridge!

And immediately the pot was filled with porridge. Martha eats and can’t get enough, the porridge is so delicious.

At this time the cat came and began to purr and ask for porridge.

“I’m not full yet,” Martha said and pushed the cat away.

The poor cat meowed loudly out of resentment, and all the magic words jumped out of Martha’s head. It must be said:

Look to the right, look to the left!

Pot, don't cook it anymore!

But Martha forgot these words and cannot remember.

Meanwhile, the pot cooks and cooks. Porridge poured onto the table, from the table onto the floor.

Martha says:

Look straight, crookedly!

Pot, don't cook it anymore!

And the pot cooks and cooks. The whole room is already full of porridge. The porridge is already flowing down the porch.

Martha shouted:

Look down, look up!

Pot, don't cook it anymore!

And the pot cooks everything, never stops. The porridge is already flowing down the street like a river. People walk knee-deep in porridge. There is steam over the city. The horses cannot move the carriage.

It’s good that Gretchen returned from the forest at this time. She just said:

Look to the right, look to the left!

Pot, don't cook it anymore! -

and then the magic pot stopped cooking.

Then the whole city ate this porridge for a whole month. At night, animals came from the forest to eat porridge. And if anyone had to drive along the main street, he would eat his own way in a mess.

A short story about a magic pot that made so much porridge that it could feed the whole city...

Read a pot of porridge

Once upon a time there lived a girl. The girl went into the forest to pick berries and met an old woman there.

“Hello, girl,” the old woman told her. - Give me some berries, please.

Here, grandma,” says the girl.

The old woman ate some berries and said:

You gave me berries, and I’ll give you something too. Here's a pot for you. All you have to do is say:

"One, two, three,
Cook the pot!”

and he will begin to cook delicious, sweet porridge.

And you tell him:

"One, two, three,
Don't cook anymore!

And he will stop cooking.

“Thank you, grandma,” the girl said, took the pot and went home to her mother.

The mother was delighted with this pot. And how can you not be happy? Without labor or hassle, delicious, sweet porridge is always ready for lunch.

One day a girl left the house somewhere, and her mother put the pot in front of her and said:

"One, two, three,
Cook the pot!”

He started cooking. I cooked a lot of porridge. Mother ate and became full. And the pot cooks everything and cooks the porridge. How to stop him? It was necessary to say:

"One, two, three,
Don't cook anymore!

Yes, the mother forgot these words, and the girl was not at home. The pot cooks and cooks. The whole room is already full of porridge, there is porridge in the hallway, there is porridge on the porch, and there is porridge on the street, and he cooks and cooks everything.

The mother got scared and ran after the girl, so that she couldn’t get across the road - the hot porridge was flowing like a river.

It’s good that the girl was not far from home. She saw what was happening on the street and ran home. Somehow she climbed onto the porch, opened the door and shouted:

"One, two, three,
Don't cook anymore!

And the pot stopped cooking porridge.

And he cooked so much of it that anyone who had to travel from the village to the city had to eat his way through the porridge.

But no one complained. The porridge was very tasty and sweet.

(Illustration by I. Vorobyov, historical Kazka.ukr)

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