Mikhalkov, like a bear, found a short summary of the pipe. "how the bear found the pipe." How the bear found the pipe
Characters
Forester. Forester. Bear. Fox. Wolf. Woodpecker.
The forester decided to quit smoking. I threw my pipe, a pouch of tobacco and a homemade lighter behind the bushes in the forest.
And the Bear found them.
Since this all started! Bear began to smoke a pipe. And he got so used to this pipe that when the forester’s tobacco in the pouch was all out, Bear decided to collect dry leaves in the forest and fill the pipe with it instead of tobacco.
Previously, it used to be that the Bear would wake up with the sun, tumble in the grass - warm up, run to the river to swim and catch fish, and then to the raspberry patch - to pick raspberries or climb through hollows - to look for honey, and now, as soon as the light shines through his eyes, he will fill his pipe with a dry leaf , puts it in his mouth, lights it with a lighter and lies under a bush: it blows smoke in rings. So he spends the whole day with a pipe in his teeth.
And everything would have been fine, but Misha began to get sick.
Once I was walking along the edge of the forest and met a Fox. The Fox saw the Bear and gasped.
Misha! My friend! Is that you?
We haven't seen each other all summer.
How did you lose weight, poor thing?
It’s like I haven’t eaten for a whole year!
What's wrong with you? You are sick?
I don’t know what’s wrong with me!
I'm feeling unwell:
Wool is falling, bones are aching,
I eat almost nothing -
No appetite at all!
I started going to bed earlier,
I'm not sleeping! I can't sleep!
Cough suffocates in the morning,
Lightheadedness in the evening:
It stings in the heart, trembles in the paws.
Why don't you go to Woodpecker?
You need to contact Woodpecker!
He is such a bird for us:
He'll tell you right away what's what.
Don't be lazy, go see him!
I'll wait a week.
It gets worse, so I'll go!
A week passed, another week passed. Bear got worse. He somehow walked through a ravine. I met a wolf. The Wolf saw the Bear and sat down on his hind legs.
Listen, Misha-Mikhail!
What did you do? How did you live?
The sides have collapsed -
The skin has become big!
WOLF. What's wrong with you?
I don’t know myself...
I'm feeling unwell:
I eat almost nothing -
I lost my appetite completely!
Started going to bed earlier
I'm not sleeping! I can't sleep!
Suffocating cough in the morning.
Lightheadedness in the evening:
My heart is pounding, my paws are trembling...
You'll disappear
If you don’t go to Woodpecker!
We need to contact Woodpecker!
He is such a bird for us:
He will figure it out and give advice.
Yes, yes! But no, no!
Tomorrow I will go to him!
Will you find him?
Bear found Woodpecker in the forest. He was preparing a hollow for himself on an old pine tree for the winter. The Bear approached the pine tree and lifted his head up.
Woodpecker, Woodpecker! Old friend!
You go down to the bottom branch!
Bah! Hello Toptygin!
Are you healthy?
Apparently not!
I'm feeling unwell:
The hair is coming out, the bones are aching.
I don't eat anything -
I lost my appetite completely!
Started going to bed earlier
I'm not sleeping! I can't sleep!
Terrible cough in the morning
Lightheadedness in the evening:
My heart is pounding, my paws are trembling...
WOODPECKER. That's right, you smoke if you don't drink?
BEAR. Yes, I smoke. How do you know?
You smell like smoke!
Come on, sit under this branch!..
Give me your back!.. Knock-knock-knock!..
Yes, sir! Tapping is not easy
Bears are so tall!
Do not breathe or sniff:
You're sick, even though you're a Bear!
Well... Everything seems clear to me...
Not fatal? Not dangerous?
Soot has accumulated in the lungs -
Smoking causes all the trouble!
Do you, Toptygin, want to stomp?
Quit smoking forever!
Quit? A pipe? A lighter?
And a pouch with a dry leaf?
I can not! I won't give up! It's a pity!..
Follow my advice!
Otherwise in your den
You'll soon stretch your legs!
Woodpecker Bear thanked him for the advice and trudged home. He dragged himself along, sat down on a tree stump, took out a pipe, filled it with a dry leaf, was about to light a cigarette, but remembered what? The Woodpecker said goodbye to him and threw the pipe further into the ravine. No smoking for a day. Two doesn't smoke. On the third day I couldn’t bear it anymore and climbed into the ravine to look for a pipe. I searched and searched and found it with great effort. He found it, wiped it on the skin, stuffed it with a dry leaf, put it in his mouth, struck it with a lighter, and lit it. As soon as he began to blow smoke in a ring, he suddenly heard: behind the ravine a Woodpecker was tapping a pine tree: “Knock-knock-knock!” Knock-Knock!" Then the Bear again remembered what the Woodpecker had told him goodbye, took the pipe out of his mouth and threw it further into the ravine than before.
I didn't smoke for a day. I didn't smoke for two. Three didn't smoke. On the fourth day I couldn’t stand it, I climbed into the ravine for the pipe, looked for it, looked for it, looked for it, and found it with great effort. He crawled out of the ravine covered in thorns and burrs, sat down on a stump, wiped his pipe on the skin, filled it with a dry leaf and lit it! He sits, blows smoke, and listens: is there a Woodpecker nearby?
All summer and all autumn, until winter, Bear stopped smoking his pipe, but he never gave up.
Winter came. One day a forester went into the forest to get firewood and took the little dog with him. A forester is driving along the road, and his Zalivai is running through the forest: dismantling hare tracks.
Suddenly the forester hears a loud voice: “Yelp, yap! Yip-yap!” Not otherwise, I found someone! The forester stopped his horse, got out of the sleigh, got on his skis and went straight to Zalivaykin's bark. He made his way through the thicket, got out into the clearing, and saw: there was a large spruce tree, fallen by a storm, torn out of the ground with its rhizomes, and at the very rhizome there was a snowy mound - a bear’s den. And blue smoke curls from the den... And Flood barks and barks at him: “Yelp, yap! Yip-yap!”
The forester is surprised: smoke is pouring out of the bear’s den! The forester picked up the Bear in the den, and the Bear was so weak from smoking that there was no need to knit him - take him with your bare hands! The poor fellow is standing opposite the forester, swaying on his four legs. Your eyes are watering from the smoke, your fur is in tatters, and you have a pipe in your teeth!
The forester recognized his pipe, took it out of the Bear’s mouth, looked into the den and found another pouch with a lighter. I didn’t wait, I didn’t guess!
The forester threw the find into a distant snowdrift. He put the bear on the sleigh and went home. The forester saw that her husband had arrived from the forest and ran out onto the porch.
FOREST WOMAN (curiously).
What did you bring from the forest, Fedya?
Look! Brought the Bear!
FOREST WOMAN (looks).
Real?
Real!
And besides, he smokes!
FOREST WOMAN (scared).
What should we do with him now?
FORESTRY (calmly).
How to do what? Let's sell!
Tomorrow morning on the cart
I’ll take him to the city, to the circus!
And the forester took Bear to the city.
There is a Bear in our circus.
Come take a look.
The brown bear is brave and dexterous;
And the guys say
What an artist with a shaggy skin
The best acrobat!
If anyone passes by
With a cigarette in your mouth
Or with a pipe - the smell of smoke
The bear can smell it a mile away
And, trampling on his hind legs,
Suddenly starts to roar.
Because this smell
Our Bear can't stand it!
Mikhalkov Sergey Vladimirovich
How the Bear found the pipe
Sergei Vladimirovich Mikhalkov
How the Bear found the pipe
Characters:
Forester.
A forester lost his pipe, tobacco pouch and homemade lighter in the forest. And the Bear found them. Since this all started! Bear began to smoke a pipe. And he got so used to this pipe that when the forester’s tobacco in the pouch was all out, Bear decided to collect dry leaves in the forest and fill the pipe with it instead of tobacco.
Previously, it used to be that the Bear would wake up with the sun, tumble in the grass, warm up, run to the river to swim and catch fish, and then to the raspberry patch - to pick raspberries or climb in the hollows - to look for honey, and now, as soon as the light shines through his eyes, he will fill his pipe with a dry leaf, he puts it in his mouth, lights it with a lighter, and lies under a bush, blowing out rings of smoke. So he spends the whole day with a pipe in his teeth.
And everything would have been fine, but Misha began to get sick.
Once I was walking along the edge of the forest and met a Fox. The Fox saw the Bear and gasped.
Misha! My friend! Is that you?
We haven't seen each other all summer.
How did you lose weight, poor thing?
It’s like I haven’t eaten for a whole year!
What's wrong with you? You are sick?
I don’t know what’s wrong with me!
I'm feeling unwell:
I eat almost nothing
No appetite at all!
I started going to bed earlier,
I'm not sleeping! I can't sleep!
Cough suffocates in the morning,
Lightheadedness in the evening:
It stings in the heart, trembles in the paws.
Why don't you go to Woodpecker?
You need to contact Woodpecker!
He is such a bird for us:
He'll tell you right away what's what.
Don't be lazy, go see him!
I'll wait a week
It gets worse, so I'll go!
A week passed, another week passed. Bear got worse. He was walking through a ravine and met a wolf. The Wolf saw the Bear and sat down on his hind legs.
Listen, Misha-Mikhail!
What did you do? How did you live?
The sides have collapsed
The skin has become big!
Yes. I'm sick.
I don't know myself...
I'm feeling unwell:
The hair is coming out, the bones are aching.
I eat almost nothing
I lost my appetite completely!
Started going to bed earlier
I'm not sleeping! I can't sleep!
Suffocating cough in the morning,
Lightheadedness in the evening:
You'll disappear
If you don’t go to Woodpecker!
We need to contact Woodpecker!
He is such a bird for us:
He will figure it out and give advice.
Yes, yes! But no, no!
Tomorrow I will go to him!
Will you find him?
Bear found Woodpecker in the forest. He was preparing a hollow for himself on an old pine tree for the winter. The Bear approached the pine tree and lifted his head up.
Woodpecker, Woodpecker! Old friend!
You go down to the bottom branch!
Bah! Hello Toptygin!
Apparently not!
I'm feeling unwell:
Wool is falling, bones are aching,
I don't eat anything
I lost my appetite completely!
Started going to bed earlier
I'm not sleeping! I can't sleep!
Terrible cough in the morning
Lightheadedness in the evening:
My heart is pounding, my paws are trembling...
That's right, you smoke if you don't drink?
Yes, I smoke. How do you know?
You smell like smoke!
Come on, sit under this branch!..
Give me your back!.. Knock-knock-knock!..
Yes, sir! Tapping is not easy
Bears are so tall!
Do not breathe or sniff:
You're sick, even though you're a Bear!
Well... Everything seems clear to me...
Not fatal? Not dangerous?
Soot has accumulated in the lungs
Smoking causes all the trouble!
Do you, Toptygin, want to stomp?
Quit smoking forever!
The forester lost his pipe, tobacco pouch and homemade pipe in the forest.
lighter. And the Bear found them. Since this all started! Steel Bear pipe
smoke. And so he got used to this pipe, that when the foresters put tobacco in a pouch
all went out, Bear decided to collect dry leaves in the forest and instead of tobacco, pipe
stuff them.
It used to be that the bear and the sun would wake up and tumble in the grass -
he warms up, runs to the river: to swim and catch fish, and then to the raspberry field - for
raspberries or climb hollows - look for honey, and now just a little light of the eye
he will rip it open, fill a pipe with a dry leaf, put it in his mouth, strike it with a lighter and
lies under a bush: smoke comes out in rings. So all day long with a pipe in my teeth and
fails.
And everything would have been fine, but Misha began to get sick.
Once I was walking along the edge of the forest and met Lisa. The Fox saw the Bear and gasped.
Bear (in a sick voice)
I don’t know what’s wrong with me!
I'm feeling unwell:
I eat almost nothing -
No appetite at all!
I started going to bed earlier,
I'm not sleeping! I can't sleep!
Cough suffocates in the morning,
Lightheadedness in the evening:
It stings in the heart, trembles in the paws.
Lisa (in a kind voice)
Why don't you go to Woodpecker?
You need to contact Woodpecker!
He is such a bird for us:
He'll tell you right away what's what.
Don't be lazy, go see him!
Bear
I'll wait a week
It gets worse, so I'll go!
A week passed, another week passed. Bear got worse. He walked somehow
a ravine, I met a Wolf. The Wolf saw the Bear and sat down on his hind legs.
Bear (in a sad voice)
Yes. I'm sick.
Wolf
What's wrong with you?
Bear (in a sick voice)
I don't know myself...
I'm feeling unwell:
The hair is coming out, the bones are aching.
I eat almost nothing -
I lost my appetite completely!
Started going to bed earlier
I'm not sleeping! I can't sleep!
Suffocating cough in the morning,
Lightheadedness in the evening:
I'm disappearing!
Wolf (in a kind voice)
You'll be lost
If you don't go to Woodpecker!
We need to contact Woodpecker!
He is such a bird for us:
He will figure it out and give advice.
Yes, yes! But no, no!
Bear
Tomorrow I will go to him!
Wolf
Will you find him?
Bear
I'll find it!
Bear found Woodpecker in the forest. The one on the old pine tree has a hollow for himself for the winter
cooked. The Bear approached the pine tree and lifted his head up.
Bear (in a plaintive voice)
Woodpecker, Woodpecker! Old friend!
You go down to the bottom branch!
Woodpecker (in a cheerful voice)
Bah! Hello Toptygin!
Are you healthy?
Bear (in a sick voice)
Apparently not!
I'm feeling unwell:
Wool is falling, bones are aching,
I don't eat anything -
I lost my appetite completely!
Started going to bed earlier
I'm not sleeping! I can't sleep!
Terrible cough in the morning
Lightheadedness in the evening:
My heart is pounding, my paws are trembling...
Characters:
Forester.
A forester lost his pipe, tobacco pouch and homemade lighter in the forest. And the Bear found them. Since this all started! Bear began to smoke a pipe. And he got so used to this pipe that when the forester’s tobacco in the pouch was all out, Bear decided to collect dry leaves in the forest and fill the pipe with it instead of tobacco.
Previously, it used to be that the Bear would wake up with the sun, tumble in the grass, warm up, run to the river to swim and catch fish, and then to the raspberry patch - to pick raspberries or climb in the hollows - to look for honey, and now, as soon as the light shines through his eyes, he will fill his pipe with a dry leaf, he puts it in his mouth, lights it with a lighter, and lies under a bush, blowing out rings of smoke. So he spends the whole day with a pipe in his teeth.
And everything would have been fine, but Misha began to get sick.
Once I was walking along the edge of the forest and met a Fox. The Fox saw the Bear and gasped.
Misha! My friend! Is that you?
We haven't seen each other all summer.
How did you lose weight, poor thing?
It’s like I haven’t eaten for a whole year!
What's wrong with you? You are sick?
I don’t know what’s wrong with me!
I'm feeling unwell:
I eat almost nothing
No appetite at all!
I started going to bed earlier,
I'm not sleeping! I can't sleep!
Cough suffocates in the morning,
Lightheadedness in the evening:
It stings in the heart, trembles in the paws.
Why don't you go to Woodpecker?
You need to contact Woodpecker!
He is such a bird for us:
He'll tell you right away what's what.
Don't be lazy, go see him!
I'll wait a week
It gets worse, so I'll go!
A week passed, another week passed. Bear got worse. He was walking through a ravine and met a wolf. The Wolf saw the Bear and sat down on his hind legs.
Listen, Misha-Mikhail!
What did you do? How did you live?
The sides have collapsed
The skin has become big!
Yes. I'm sick.
I don’t know myself...
I'm feeling unwell:
The hair is coming out, the bones are aching.
I eat almost nothing
I lost my appetite completely!
Started going to bed earlier
I'm not sleeping! I can't sleep!
Suffocating cough in the morning,
Lightheadedness in the evening:
My heart is pounding, my paws are trembling...
You'll disappear
If you don’t go to Woodpecker!
We need to contact Woodpecker!
He is such a bird for us:
He will figure it out and give advice.
Yes, yes! But no, no!
Tomorrow I will go to him!
Will you find him?
Bear found Woodpecker in the forest. He was preparing a hollow for himself on an old pine tree for the winter. The Bear approached the pine tree and lifted his head up.
Woodpecker, Woodpecker! Old friend!
You go down to the bottom branch!
Bah! Hello Toptygin!
Are you healthy?
Apparently not!
I'm feeling unwell:
Wool is falling, bones are aching,
I don't eat anything
I lost my appetite completely!
Started going to bed earlier
I'm not sleeping! I can't sleep!
Terrible cough in the morning
Lightheadedness in the evening:
My heart is pounding, my paws are trembling...
That's right, you smoke if you don't drink?
Yes, I smoke. How do you know?
You smell like smoke!
Come on, sit under this branch!..
Give me your back!.. Knock-knock-knock!..
Yes, sir! Tapping is not easy
Bears are so tall!
Do not breathe or sniff:
You're sick, even though you're a Bear!
Well... Everything seems clear to me...
Not fatal? Not dangerous?
Soot has accumulated in the lungs
Smoking causes all the trouble!
Do you, Toptygin, want to stomp?
Quit smoking forever!
Quit? A pipe? A lighter?
And a pouch with a dry leaf?
I can not! I won't give up! It's a pity!..
Follow my advice!
Otherwise in your den
You'll soon stretch your legs!
Woodpecker Bear thanked him for the advice and trudged home. He trudged along, sat down on a stump, took out a pipe, filled it with a dry leaf, was about to light a cigarette, but remembered what the Woodpecker said to him in parting, and threw the pipe further into the ravine.
No smoking for a day. Two doesn't smoke. On the third day I couldn’t bear it anymore and climbed into the ravine to look for a pipe. I searched and searched and found it with great effort. He found it, wiped it on the skin, stuffed it with a dry leaf, put it in his mouth, struck it with a lighter, and lit it. As soon as he began to blow smoke in a ring, he suddenly heard: behind the ravine a Woodpecker was tapping a pine tree: “Knock-knock-knock!” Knock-Knock!" Then the Bear again remembered what the Woodpecker had told him goodbye, took the pipe out of his mouth and threw it further into the ravine than before.
I didn't smoke for a day. I didn't smoke for two. Three didn't smoke. On the fourth day I couldn’t stand it, I climbed into the ravine for the pipe, looked for it, looked for it, looked for it, and found it with great effort. He crawled out of the ravine, covered in thorns and burrs, sat down on a tree stump, wiped his pipe on the skin, filled it with a dry leaf, and lit it! He sits, blows smoke, and listens: is there a Woodpecker nearby?
All summer and all autumn, until winter, Bear stopped smoking his pipe, but he never gave up.
Winter came. One day a forester went into the forest to get firewood and took the little dog with him. A forester is driving along the road, and his Zalivai is running through the forest: dismantling hare tracks.
Suddenly the forester hears a loud voice: “Yelp, yap! Yip-yap!” Not otherwise, I found someone! The forester stopped his horse, got out of the sleigh, got on his skis and went straight to Zalivaykin's bark. He made his way through the thicket, got out into the clearing, and saw: there was a large spruce tree, fallen by a storm, torn out of the ground with its rhizomes, and at the very rhizome there was a snowy mound - a bear’s den. And blue smoke curls from the den... And Flood barks and barks at him: “Yelp, yap! Yip-yap!”
The forester is surprised: smoke is pouring out of the bear’s den! The forester picked up the Bear in the den, and the Bear was so weak from smoking that there was no need to knit him - take him with your bare hands! The poor fellow is standing opposite the forester, swaying on his four legs. Your eyes are watering from the smoke, your fur is in tatters, and you have a pipe in your teeth!
The forester recognized his pipe, took it out of the Bear’s mouth, looked into the den and found another pouch with a lighter. I didn’t wait, I didn’t guess!
The forester hid the find in the pocket of his sheepskin coat, put the Bear on a sleigh and went home. The forester saw that her husband had arrived from the forest and ran out onto the porch.
Forester (curiously)
What did you bring from the forest, Fedya?
Look! Brought the Bear!
Forester (looks)
Real?
Real!
And besides, he smokes!
Forester (scared)
What should we do with him now?
Forester (calmly)
How to do what? Let's sell!
Tomorrow morning on the cart
I’ll take him to the city, to the circus!
And the forester took Bear to the city.
There is a Bear in our circus.
Come take a look.
The brown bear is brave and dexterous;
And the guys say
What an artist with a shaggy skin
The best acrobat!
If anyone passes by
With a cigarette in your mouth
Or with a pipe - the smell of smoke
The bear can smell it a mile away
And, trampling on his hind legs,
Suddenly starts to roar,
Because this smell
Our Bear can't stand it!
Mikhalkov Sergey Vladimirovich
How the Bear found the pipe
Sergei Vladimirovich Mikhalkov
How the Bear found the pipe
Characters:
Forester.
A forester lost his pipe, tobacco pouch and homemade lighter in the forest. And the Bear found them. Since this all started! Bear began to smoke a pipe. And he got so used to this pipe that when the forester’s tobacco in the pouch was all out, Bear decided to collect dry leaves in the forest and fill the pipe with it instead of tobacco.
Previously, it used to be that the Bear would wake up with the sun, tumble in the grass, warm up, run to the river to swim and catch fish, and then to the raspberry patch - to pick raspberries or climb in the hollows - to look for honey, and now, as soon as the light shines through his eyes, he will fill his pipe with a dry leaf, he puts it in his mouth, lights it with a lighter, and lies under a bush, blowing out rings of smoke. So he spends the whole day with a pipe in his teeth.
And everything would have been fine, but Misha began to get sick.
Once I was walking along the edge of the forest and met a Fox. The Fox saw the Bear and gasped.
Misha! My friend! Is that you?
We haven't seen each other all summer.
How did you lose weight, poor thing?
It’s like I haven’t eaten for a whole year!
What's wrong with you? You are sick?
I don’t know what’s wrong with me!
I'm feeling unwell:
I eat almost nothing
No appetite at all!
I started going to bed earlier,
I'm not sleeping! I can't sleep!
Cough suffocates in the morning,
Lightheadedness in the evening:
It stings in the heart, trembles in the paws.
Why don't you go to Woodpecker?
You need to contact Woodpecker!
He is such a bird for us:
He'll tell you right away what's what.
Don't be lazy, go see him!
I'll wait a week
It gets worse, so I'll go!
A week passed, another week passed. Bear got worse. He was walking through a ravine and met a wolf. The Wolf saw the Bear and sat down on his hind legs.
Listen, Misha-Mikhail!
What did you do? How did you live?
The sides have collapsed
The skin has become big!
Yes. I'm sick.
I don't know myself...
I'm feeling unwell:
The hair is coming out, the bones are aching.
I eat almost nothing
I lost my appetite completely!
Started going to bed earlier
I'm not sleeping! I can't sleep!
Suffocating cough in the morning,
Lightheadedness in the evening:
You'll disappear
If you don’t go to Woodpecker!
We need to contact Woodpecker!
He is such a bird for us:
He will figure it out and give advice.
Yes, yes! But no, no!
Tomorrow I will go to him!
Will you find him?
Bear found Woodpecker in the forest. He was preparing a hollow for himself on an old pine tree for the winter. The Bear approached the pine tree and lifted his head up.
Woodpecker, Woodpecker! Old friend!
You go down to the bottom branch!
Bah! Hello Toptygin!
Are you healthy?
Apparently not!
I'm feeling unwell:
Wool is falling, bones are aching,
I don't eat anything
I lost my appetite completely!
Started going to bed earlier
I'm not sleeping! I can't sleep!
Terrible cough in the morning
Lightheadedness in the evening:
My heart is pounding, my paws are trembling...
That's right, you smoke if you don't drink?
Yes, I smoke. How do you know?
You smell like smoke!
Come on, sit under this branch!..
Give me your back!.. Knock-knock-knock!..
Yes, sir! Tapping is not easy
Bears are so tall!
Do not breathe or sniff:
You're sick, even though you're a Bear!
Well... Everything seems clear to me...
Not fatal? Not dangerous?
Soot has accumulated in the lungs
Smoking causes all the trouble!
Do you, Toptygin, want to stomp?
Quit smoking forever!
Quit? A pipe? A lighter?
And a pouch with a dry leaf?
I can not! I won't give up! It's a pity!..
Follow my advice!
Otherwise in your den
You'll soon stretch your legs!
Woodpecker Bear thanked him for the advice and trudged home. He trudged along, sat down on a stump, took out a pipe, filled it with a dry leaf, was about to light a cigarette, but remembered what the Woodpecker said to him in parting, and threw the pipe further into the ravine.
No smoking for a day. Two doesn't smoke. On the third day I couldn’t bear it anymore and climbed into the ravine to look for a pipe. I searched and searched and found it with great effort. He found it, wiped it on the skin, stuffed it with a dry leaf, put it in his mouth, struck it with a lighter, and lit it. As soon as he began to blow smoke in a ring, he suddenly heard: behind the ravine a Woodpecker was tapping a pine tree: “Knock-knock-knock! Knock-knock-knock!” Then the Bear again remembered what the Woodpecker had told him goodbye, took the pipe out of his mouth and threw it further into the ravine than before.
I didn't smoke for a day. I didn't smoke for two. Three didn't smoke. On the fourth day I couldn’t stand it, I climbed into the ravine for the pipe, looked for it, looked for it, looked for it, and found it with great effort. He crawled out of the ravine covered in thorns and burrs, sat down on a tree stump, wiped his pipe on the skin, filled it with a dry leaf, and lit it! He sits, blows smoke, and listens: is there a Woodpecker nearby?
All summer and all autumn, until winter, Bear stopped smoking his pipe, but he never gave up.
Winter came. One day a forester went into the forest to get firewood and took the little dog with him. A forester is driving along the road, and his Zalivai is running through the forest: dismantling hare tracks.
Suddenly the forester hears a loud voice: “Yelp, yap! Yelp, yap!” Not otherwise, I found someone! The forester stopped his horse, got out of the sleigh, got on his skis and went straight to Zalivaykin's bark. He made his way through the thicket, got out into the clearing, and saw: there was a large spruce tree, fallen by a storm, torn out of the ground with its rhizomes, and at the very rhizome there was a snowy mound - a bear’s den. And blue smoke curls from the den... And Flood barks and barks at him: “Yelp, yap! Yelp, yap!”
The forester is surprised: smoke is pouring out of the bear’s den! The forester picked up the Bear in the den, and the Bear was so weak from smoking that there was no need to knit him - take him with your bare hands! The poor fellow is standing opposite the forester, swaying on his four legs. Your eyes are watering from the smoke, your fur is in tatters, and you have a pipe in your teeth!
The forester recognized his pipe, took it out of the Bear’s mouth, looked into the den and found another pouch with a lighter. I didn’t wait, I didn’t guess!
The forester hid the find in the pocket of his sheepskin coat, put the Bear on a sleigh and went home. The forester saw that her husband had arrived from the forest and ran out onto the porch.
Forester (curiously)
What did you bring from the forest, Fedya?
Look! Brought the Bear!
Forester (looks)
Real?
Real!
And besides, he smokes!
Forester (scared)
What should we do with him now?
Forester (calmly)
How to do what? Let's sell!
Tomorrow morning on the cart
I’ll take him to the city, to the circus!
And the forester took Bear to the city.
There is a Bear in our circus.
Come take a look.
The brown bear is brave and dexterous;
And the guys say
What an artist with a shaggy skin
The best acrobat!
If anyone passes by
With a cigarette in your mouth
Or with a pipe - the smell of smoke
The bear can smell it a mile away
And, trampling on his hind legs,
Suddenly starts to roar,
Because this smell
Our Bear can't stand it!