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Masha and the Bear

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Masha and the Bear

Russian Folktale

January 11 E254

Have you ever found yourself in a very sticky situation?  Maybe you got lost in a store, or maybe you had to try and find a lost pet or maybe you had to help a friend who was being bullied.  What did you do to solve the problem?

Hello everyone.  I’m Kathleen Pelley.  Welcome to Journey with Story.  Today’s story is an old Russian tale about a little girl who finds herself in a very tricky situation when a Bear keeps her captive in his hut and she has to find a way to escape.  Let’s see how she solves this problem.

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Let’s take a journey with Masha and the Bear

Once upon a time there lived an old man and woman who had a granddaughter named Masha. One day some friends of Masha’s decided to go to the forest to gather mushrooms and berries and they came to Masha’s house to ask her to go along  with them.

“Please, Grannie and Grampa,” said Masha, “do let me go to the forest” 

“You may go but see that you keep close to the others and do not lose sight of them or you might get lost”, the two old people warned.

Masha and her friends came to the forest and began to hunt for the mushrooms and berries. From bush to bush, from tree to tree went Masha. Before she knew it she had strayed away from her friends. 

When at last she saw that she was all alone she began to shout out and call to them, but her friends did not hear her and made no answer. Masha went here and there, she walked all over the forest, until there before her she saw a little hut.

 Masha knocked on the door but there was no answer, so she gave the door a push and the door opened. Masha went into the hut and sat down on a bench by the window.

“I wonder who lives here she thought”.

 Now it turned out that a great big bear lived in that hut, and just then he was out walking in the forest. But when evening fell,  he came home and when he saw Masha he was very pleased.

“Aha”, said he, “now I’ll never let you go!. You will live here in my house as meek as a mouse, and you will cook my dinner and my breakfast too, and be my servant, faithful and true.”

Masha grieved and sorrowed for a long time, but it could not be helped, and so she stayed with the bear and kept house for him. Every day the bear would go into the forest for the day and before leaving, he would tell Masha to stay in the hut and wait for him.

“You must never go out without me, he told her, for if you do I will catch you and eat you up.”

So Masha stayed in the hut thinking of how she could get away from the bear. All around was the forest and there was no one to ask which way to go. She thought and thought until finally she had a plan.

That day, when the bear came back from the forest, Masha said to him:

” Bear, Bear do let me to my village for a day. I want to take something good to eat for my Grandma and Grandpa.”

“No that won’t do at all” said the bear, “you will get lost in the forest, but I tell you what I will do, if you give me what it is you want to give your Grandma and Grandpa, then I will take it myself”.

Now that was all that Masha wanted to hear. She baked some pies, put them on a plate, and getting out a very large basket, said to the bear:

“I’ll put the pies in the basket and you can take them to my Grandma and Grandpa. But mind you are not to open the basket on the way and you are not to eat any of the pies. I am going to climb to the top of the big oak tree and watch that you do not open the basket.”

“Very well “, said the bear, “Give me the basket”.

The bear went out on the porch to make sure that it was not raining. When he did, Masha crawled into the basket and covered herself with the pies. The bear came in, and there was the basket all ready to go. So he strapped the basket on his back and started off. Tramp-tramp went the bear amid the spruce trees. Clumpity-clump he went amid the birch trees, up hill and down dale went his long winding trail, and on and on he walked. At last he got tired and sat down to rest.

“If I don’t rest my bones I think I will die, So I will sit on a stump And I’ll eat a pie”, said the Bear.

But Masha called out from the basket:

“I see you, I see you.  Don’t sit on the stump And don’t eat my pie But take it to Grandma And Grandpa, say I”.

“Dear me what sharp eyes eyes Masha has”, said the bear, “she sees everything”.

He picked up the basket and went on. He stopped again and said:

“If I don’t rest my bones, I think I will dies, so I’ll sit on a stump and eat a pie”.

But Masha called out again from the basket:

“I see you, I see you! Don’t sit on the stump, and don’t eat my pie, but take it to Grandma and Grandpa, say I”.

“What a clever little girls Masha is”, said the bear. “She is sitting high up in a tree and she is far away, but she sees all I do and she hears all I say”.

He got to his feet and walked on and on even faster than before. He came to the village and finding the house where Masha’s grandfather and grandmother lived he began to bang away on the gate with all his might.

” KNOCK, KNOCK, open the gate”, he cried, “I have brought something for you from Masha, he cried”.

But the village dogs scented the bear and rushed out at him from every yard, yelping and barking. The bear was frightened, he set down the basket by the gate and away he ran as fast as he could without looking back.

The old man and woman came up to the gate and saw the basket.

“What is in the basket”, the old woman asked.

The old man lifted the top, and looked and he could not believe his eyes. For there in the basket sat Masha alive and well. The old man and woman were overjoyed. They kissed and hugged and embraced. Masha and they said she was as clever as clever can be, as indeed all you will surely agree.

Well, Masha was a very clever girl, wasn’t she.  What do you think the story’s souvenir was – the little nugget of truth about what it means to be human?  Remember, you can send us your drawings if you go to www.journeywithstory click on contact us – fill in the form and attach your drawing so we can share with others and maye even give you a shout out

Cheerio then, join me next time for Journey with Story.

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