Good parables for children and parents. Parables for elementary school children

Our children are constantly striving to learn new things, they are interested in everything mysterious and unknown. But understanding complex life issues is often not easy.

The parables contain the age-old wisdom of generations, philosophical reflections and useful advice. Simple fairy tale language will be clear to children. Since ancient times, parables have served as a means of moral and cultural education. These short stories make children and adults think about their actions, conscience, and eternal values. Stories help develop thinking, memory, perception, and are, in fact, a teacher who educates children in love, decency, peacefulness - spiritual beauty. The main thing is that parables tell us that life is multifaceted, spacious, and you can always find many options for getting out of any situation. This material will very well help the teacher to prepare and conduct class hours, conversations, extracurricular activities aimed at educating spiritual and moral qualities, and is also useful for conducting ORKSE lessons.

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good and evil

Saying goodbye to the students, the teacher always told them: "Go and look for good." The students went away, and the teacher never saw them again.

Once a stranger came to the teacher and said:

Master, I was once your student and now I want to become one again. “I taught you everything I knew,” the teacher replied.

You told me to look for good, but people do evil everywhere, there is no gratitude in their hearts, the student objected. - I searched for a long time, but did not find good. Now I have returned so that you can teach me how to search.

Well, - the teacher agreed, - I will teach you, but first go to the forest, which begins right behind my house. Find the beaten man there. Save him without asking anything and without turning to others for help. Don't even mention that person's name in the village.

The wanderer went into the forest and soon found the unfortunate man by the groans. Then the wanderer built

hut and began to treat the poor man with herbs. When the unknown recovered, he thanked his savior for a long time, and then walked away. The Stranger returned to the teacher and exclaimed:

Teacher, thank you. Now I have learned that gratitude exists. From this poor man, I finally heard kind words!

This man is a thief. The villagers beat him, and he cursed them. He said kind words to you, because in fact both good and evil live in your heart, - said the teacher.

Questions and tasks:

Why do you think the student saw only evil everywhere?

• What did the teacher tell him?
• How would you explain to a person that the world around him depends primarily on his thoughts and actions?
• Tell me about a time in your life when someone's kindness helped you get through a problem.
• Draw the outline of your heart and color it in different colors that match your feelings.
• Do an experiment. Approach a person who is angry or annoyed and say something kind to them. Analyze his reaction.

Two wings

Once an angel of heaven planted two seeds in the earth: one seed of the male spirit, and the other of the female. The angel watered the seeds, protected them, and soon two flowers grew out of them.

One is like a morning dawn on a delicate and flexible stem. The second is like a stormy sky on a strong and strong stem. Flowers grew together, swayed together in the wind. The flower of the female spirit most often looked to the east - it met the dawn, and the flower of the male spirit liked to look to the west, seeing off the sunset.

When the flowers faded, instead of fruits, they grew a wing. The flowers looked at their wings in amazement, not knowing what to do with them. But one day at dawn, the flower of the female spirit fluttered its wing and tried to get off the ground. He got up a little and immediately fell back. Exhausted, he bowed his wing to the ground. An angel flew in and began to nurse the drooping flower.

Don't save me, - the flower whispered, - with one wing I won't be able to fly, my life is in vain.

You can't with one, but don't you see the second wing nearby? - asked notheavenly angel. - The female spirit and the male spirit are two wings of the same bird.

The female spirit flower lifted its head and looked at its neighbor. He hugged him carefully and helped him straighten up. The heavenly angel filled the flowers with the breath of love. Then he took off and called the flowers behind him.

Two flowers joined, embraced, waved their two wings and rose high into the sky.

Questions and tasks:

What do you think, whose wing is stronger - female or male?

• What qualities are necessary for a woman and a man so that their wings never break?
• Draw two flowers before and after they took off.
• Ask your parents how they met.

Draw their love in the form of a winged flower.

• Draw a bird of your family on a piece of drawing paper. On one wing of this bird write all the good qualities of the male half of the family, and on the other wing all the good qualities of the female half of the family.

two angels

The Lord sent two angels to people: a white angel of happiness and a black angel of misfortune. The white angel says to the black:

I will give people happiness, and you will only ruin my work. Go back to Heaven and don't bother me.

Let's see who will bring what benefit to people, - objected the black angel.

The angels descended to the earth and saw two brothers who were plowing the earth. They worked hard, but the rocky field gave poor harvests. Then the angel of happiness buried a pot of gold under a stone and whispered to his younger brother to remove the stones from the field. The younger brother began to remove stones and found gold. The brothers bought a lot of good land, built a big house, got married, and had children.

The younger brother ran the household more successfully than the older one. Then he began to think that his brother hid some of the gold. The brothers quarreled, their wives also quarreled, and the children began to fight.

Here the angel of misfortune intervened. He put his younger brother to sleep when he was sitting at the table near the candle. From the candle the table caught fire, and behind it the whole house. It's good that the angel of happiness helped, and everyone managed to run out.

Suddenly, the elder brother's son shouted: "My puppy is in the house" - and ran into the fire. Everyone was numb, and the younger brother poured a tub of water over himself and rushed after him. He carried a boy out of the fire, burned, but alive. The elder brother hugged the younger brother tightly and said:

Forgive me for thinking bad of you.

Together we will quickly rebuild the house. Seeing how the brothers work together, the black angel whispered to the white one:

You see, happiness broke people's friendship, but misfortune strengthened it.

Life is always alternating white with black.

And at that moment, the tips of the black angel's wings turned slightly white.

Questions and tasks:

Why did the brothers quarrel when they got rich?

• Why do you think the misfortune helped the brothers become friendly again?
• Why do you think the tips of the black angel's wings turned slightly white at the end of the parable?
• Think of an adversity in your life and think about what it taught you.

Why is it dark under the lighthouse

The flower grew on a gray rocky cliff, in the shadow of a lighthouse. He was glad that there was enough earth in the stone crack for his roots. The flower was friends with the sea breeze, which brought him moisture. “Everything around is beautiful, except for this high stone tower,” the flower once said to the breeze. She blocks the sun from me.

Light lives in this stone tower. She pierces the night with a bright beam and shows the way to the ships to the sea, - the breeze explained to a friend. The flower was immensely surprised. “Is this tower able to shine? he exclaimed. "Why can't I see her light?"

The lighthouse shines into the distance, soit's always dark under the lighthouse. With his beam of light, he cuts through the darkness and shows the ships the way home. You need to become a ship to see its light, - the breeze explained. Since then, the flower does not grieve that the lighthouse tower obscures the sun from it. Sometimes he whispers affectionately: “Shine, beacon. I may not be a ship, but I know that they need light to return home.

If you live in the shadow of a lighthouse, don't forget that it shines on others.

Questions and tasks:

Which of the acquaintances can you compare with a lighthouse?

• What kind of person can be compared to a ship, a rainbow, the sun or a flower?
• Tell us about some bright business that your friends are doing.
• Draw how the lighthouse saved the ship in a storm.
• One child is the driver. He receives a flashlight and plays the role of a beacon. The driver points a flashlight at one of his friends and says what a good thing this person can do.
• The one on whom the light of the flashlight fell tells whether he can do this job and how.
• What role do you think light plays in human life?
• Do you agree that light lives in the soul of every person? Why do you think some people give their light and warmth to everyone around, while others do not?
• People often use different words and expressions related to the sun and light. Remember these words and expressions and explain them. (Shining soul, bright person, bright life, soul lamp, life sun, ignite the heart, eternal light, etc.)

When the mind is powerless

One day two angels were talking about mind and faith.

It is easier for a smart person to believe in God. He understands that the universe did not come into being on its own,” said one angel. “On the contrary, smart people sometimes think that faith is not needed, that a person can achieve everything on his own,” another disagreed. In the end, the angels went to earth to find out who was right.

They came to honor the great doctor who found a miraculous cure for blindness. Everyone admired the miracles of healing, and one of the angels asked the scientist:

Please tell me, did faith in God help you?

I was helped by faith in myself, and not in Heavenly forces, - the scientist replied.

There are moments in life when a person cries out: “Oh God, help me!” Did you do that? the angel asked. - A smart person will act, not cry to Heaven! - said the scientist.

It seems to me that the smarter the person, thehe needs God more so that he doesn't think he knows everything- objected the angel, but the scientist did not listen to him.

You see, the mind prevents a person from believing, - the second angel sighed.

Wait a bit, - asked the first angel.

Soon the scientist received a lucrative offer for the manufacture of a medicine, but he suddenly discovered that the manuscript had disappeared. There were no signs of forced entry, and the thief was not found. Despair seized the doctor, and he exclaimed:

Oh God, help! I worked too hard and even went blind myself. Is it all in vain?

The angels knew that the thief entered through the window and then hid the precious manuscript on the tree. Turning into birds, they sat down near the manuscript and sang loudly. The scientist did not immediately notice the birds, but when he saw, he could not believe his eyes.

Oh my God! Oh God, was all he could say.

Questions and tasks:

• Why did the scientist turn to God for help?
• How does faith in God help a person?
• Why do people most often remember God in difficult moments of life?
• Imagine that you need to write a letter to God. What will you write to him about?
• Children are divided into pairs. One person convinces another that faith in God is a sign of intelligence, the other convinces him of the opposite.

The earthly and heavenly world

Where is my mom? asked the orphan.

Death has taken her, the people answered.

Decided then the orphan Death to find. “I’ll see where Death hides my mother and take her home,” thought the orphan, and walked tirelessly through fields and forests, valleys and mountains. Many lands went an orphan and once got lost in a black forest. For a long time he made his way through the thicket, punctured all his hands, tore all his clothes. Suddenly the black thicket ended, and the orphan climbed out into a meadow full of flowers.

The sky lit up with a marvelous color, and a girl of indescribable beauty came out to meet him. The girl affectionately stroked the orphan, and all his scratches healed instantly. - Who are you? Queen of this land? asked the orphan.

I don't have land. I live between worlds and escort people from this world, full of pain and suffering, to the world of light and love.

I would like to go there, but first I need to find my mother. The evil old woman Death took her, - the orphan sighed.

Do you think I'm capable of hurting people? - asked the beautiful girl and looked the orphan straight in the eyes. From this look, the orphan's heart warmed, and fatigue and hunger passed.

No, you are beautiful, like an unearthly fairy, - answered the orphan.

It was I who escorted your mother from this world to the world of Heaven, - the girl admitted. But your time has not yet come. The orphan began to cry, and the girl affectionately said:

Remember: " There is no death, there is only change of worlds ". Your mother sees you from above and sends you her love, - with these words, the girl put an unfading flower into the orphan's hand. Then she breathed into his eyes, and the orphan fell asleep sweetly in the meadow. When he woke up, the girl was no longer there, and in his hand lay the unfading flower of love.

Questions and tasks:

Why did the orphan think that death was a terrible, evil old woman?

• What do you imagine and experience when you hear the word "death"?
• What did the beautiful girl tell the orphan?
• How would you comfort a child whose mother has died?
• Why did an orphan receive an unfading flower of love?

Asterisk of Hope

The war lasted ten years. The country lay in ruins. People went crazy with loss and grief. But the worst thing happened when people began to lose hope. When someone's hope is lost, the star goes out. At first it was imperceptible: one star, another, a third...Where hope dies, there is emptiness.When almost all the stars went out, the country was engulfed in chaos. At night, only fires were visible and the howling of animals was heard.

But one star did not go out. It was the little girl's hope. She lost her mother, but she believed with all her heart that her mother would be found.

The girl stubbornly walked forward behind her little star. The angel of hope carefully guarded her and whispered in her ear:“With hope, life is easier. Hope conquers all."

And the girl never got into trouble, despite the horrors of war.

One day she was walking through a dense forest. The road to the girl was blocked by a huge ravine. The baby boldly climbed down, but slipped and fell head over heels into some kind of cave. It turned out that people were hiding in a ravine from the war. And the first to pick up the girl in her arms was her mother.

So I'll find my mom too! exclaimed the ragged boy. In the sky, next to the small star, another star immediately lit up.

I will definitely find my children, - the haggard woman said. “And I believe that my husband is alive,” exclaimed another.

Shouts of hope were heard from all sides, and the stars flashed in the sky.

Better without clothes than without hope d s , someone said, and the air trembled with the rustling of the wings of angels of hope. Now they again had a concern - to keep the hopes of people.

Questions and tasks:

Why, when people lost hope, did the stars go out in the sky?

• Why do you think only one girl didn't lose hope?
• What does hope give a person?
• Why should you always hope for the best in life?
• Draw an angel of hope and an asterisk that brought the girl to her mother.
• Draw your guardian angel and come up with a fairy tale about how he helps you.
• Make up a story about how Nadezhda's sailboat sails across the land.

Nuts and shells

For many days the storm carried the fishing boat over the waves and finally washed it ashore on a desert island. The fisherman got out of the boat, fell on the sand and prayed:

Thanks God! You did not let me drown, do not let me die of hunger and thirst. Help me get back to my wife and children. The fisherman prayed for a long time, cried out to the Lord, and suddenly a voice was heard.

I am the spirit of the island, I want to help you. Walk, fisherman, along the shore and in an hour's journey you will find coconut palms. They have coconuts on them. They satisfy both hunger and thirst. Soon the fisherman found palm trees. To his delight, several ripe coconuts lay on the ground. The fisherman rejoiced and exclaimed:

Oh my God! You always care about those who believe in You.

But the shell of the nuts was so hard that the fisherman could not bite through it.

Oh God, my teeth are not hard and sharp enough to handle hard coconut shells, the fisherman cried.

There are a lot of stones around, fisherman.God creates nuts, but does not break the shell- said the spirit of the island.

Questions and tasks:

Why didn't the fisherman think of taking the stone and cracking the nuts himself?

• Often people complain about life, blaming God and fate for what happens to them. Who do you think is to blame for the troubles that happen to people?
• Tell us about an embarrassing situation that happened to you. Who do you think was to blame for this situation?
• How do you act in a difficult situation: do you try to find a way out of it yourself or wait for someone to help you?
• Tell us about a time in your life when salvation seemed to have fallen from heaven.
• Draw the spirit of the island in some fabulous way.
• Do you believe that God comes to help people in difficult moments of life?
• Do you think God helps all people or only those who believe in Him?

Why does a person need hands

You were given two hands not to misbehave, - mother angrily said to her son.

Why are they given to me? the boy asked.

To study diligently, - answered my mother.

To play, you also need two hands, - put in the grandmother, standing up for her grandson. In the evening, in bed, the boy looked at his hands and muttered as he fell asleep:

Thanks pens. Today you played, worked hard and even learned.

We are needed not only for this, - the boy suddenly heard. -Man is given two

hands, so that when he receives with his left, he gives with his right.

The boy pondered these words for a long time before falling asleep.

The next day, mom woke up her son early:

Run to the garden, on your apple tree the first three apples are ripe.

Not in vain worked, - said the father. - Apples from their own apple tree are always the most delicious, - added the grandmother. The boy ran into the garden. All the apple trees were strewn with ripe apples, but he ran to the fence of the garden, where a young apple tree grew, which he planted himself. Three large red apples hung on the tree like colorful toys.

Grandma, drink, - a plaintive voice was heard. - Pick me one red apple. The boy looked out over the fence and saw a grandmother with two granddaughters on the road.

Do not be fancy. These are not our apples, - said the grandmother.

At that moment, the boy remembered the words of the pens. He picked an apple and handed it to the little girl. Clutching the apple to her chest, she whispered, "Thank you." The older girl licked her dry lips. Then the boy picked the last two apples: one for the grandmother, and the second for the older girl.

Were the apples sweet, son? Mom asked later.

The sweetest, - answered the boy.

Questions and tasks:

Why did the boy give all the apples to his grandmother and granddaughters? What would you do in his place?

• Why did the boy say apples were the sweetest if he didn't try them?
• How often do you share with other people something you need?
• What are your hands telling you?
• Draw your hands and write below the drawing everything that the hands have told you about.

The softest pillow

The less time remained until night, the more often the rich man sighed, the more dreary his gaze became. For the third year now, the greedy rich man was tormented by insomnia. Doctors prescribed him pills, massages and warm salt baths. Everything was useless. The rich man changed many sofas, beds, but nothing helped.

An old servant, seeing the torment of his master, once said:

You need to find such a person who sleeps soundly and sweetly, and buy a pillow on which he sleeps. Then sleep will return to you.

Go and find me such a pillow, - the banker was delighted.

All the acquaintances and friends of the banker had problems with sleep. Then the servant remembered that in his native village people always slept soundly and sweetly, and went there.

He arrived in the village on Sunday, early in the morning. I got out of the carriage, walked down the street and suddenly heard a loud snoring coming from the rickety house. The servant drummed on the door for a long time. Finally, a peasant climbed out onto the porch and said:

What are you, unscrupulous, don't let a man sleep on Sunday?

Do you suffer from insomnia? the servant asks.

Rather than asking stupid questions, you better go your own way! - the man got angry. - Dear man, sell me your pillow. I will pay dearly. Maybe she will help my master fall asleep, otherwise he was completely exhausted from insomnia, the servant asked.

The man smiled and replied:

And I don't have a pillow. I sleep so soundly. They say,the softest pillow is a clear conscience. Let your master try it.

Questions and tasks:

Why do you think the rich man suffered from insomnia?

• Do you think all rich people sleep badly?
• If you have any troubles in your life, how does this affect your sleep?
• Why do you think some people's conscience sleeps?
• Do you think that every person has a conscience?
• List the character traits of a conscientious person.
• Come up with a fabulous cure for insomnia.
• To what would you compare a clear conscience? Draw a clear conscience in some way.

Grievances written on stones

Evil resentment

Two friends searched for gold for a whole year and finally found a gold nugget. On the way to the city, friends spent the night in the bushes near the road. The older one quickly fell asleep, and the younger one was kept awake by the fever. Suddenly he quietly took out a nugget from his bag and rushed to run along the road. When an older friend discovered that the nugget had been stolen, he cursed his friend and decided never to make friends again.

The older friend returned to the mine and a week later found the nugget again. At the sight of gold, resentment against his friend flared up in him even more strongly, and his face became even more gloomy. Gloomy, that's what the people called him. Years have passed. The gloomy man became a poor old man. He spent his wealth. He had no family or friends, and he trusted no one. The gloomy man lived in an old hut, and during the day he asked for alms. One day a passer-by placed a purse of coins in front of him.

“It can be seen that he robbed someone, but he wants to be accused of me,” thought the Gloomy Man in fear and threw his wallet into the ditch. On another occasion, a passer-by placed a basket of food in front of Grim.

“It looks like he wants to poison me,” thought the Grim-face angrily and threw food to the dogs.

Soon the same passer-by stopped in front of the Grim and exclaimed:

Friend, I once stole your share of the gold. Conscience tortured me. I returned secretly and at night I planted a gold nugget so that you could find it again. Later I got rich, but I never forgot about you. Many times I tried to help you, but you always rejected my help. Why?

I'll never forgive you," Grim muttered angrily.

- Write grievances on the sand, not on marble, - the former friend spoke bitterly and left.

Questions and tasks:

Why couldn't the younger friend forget the older one all his life?

• Are you able to forgive insults?
• Are there any offenses that cannot be forgiven?
• What forgiveness gives a person; how does resentment, on the contrary, interfere with his life?
• Why do many religions have days of forgiveness when people must forgive all offenses?
• Close your eyes and remember some hurt that you can't seem to forget. Then mentally try to feel sorry for your offender.

What is more important

When the ants grew up, the father ant told them:

Today, children, you will go for prey. Be careful and don't go too far.

Don't worry, dad, I won't get lost and I'll bring the sweetest berry, - said one ant.

I will bring a straw as big as a whole log, another boasted.

And I will bring a straw along with a berry, - said the third.

Only the fourth ant remained silent.

Actions speak louder than words, remember this, - said dad, and the ants ran away.

The first ant returned an hour later.

Dad, a fly ate my berry, he complained.

The second ant came running two hours later and angrily explained:

Dad, some bug took my straw.

The fourth ant returned in the evening. He brought a straw with berries strung on it and brought his third brother.

Dad, I found a straw, and then more berries, he reported. - When I approached the anthill, I heard someone calling for help from the hole. It was my brother. I pulled down the straw and pulled it out.

If I had not fallen into the hole, I would have brought ... - the third ant murmured.

Better tomorrow, in practice, prove what you are capable of, ”papa interrupted him. -Actions speak louder than words!

Questions and tasks:

Why did the fourth ant promise nothing, but did more than his brothers?

• Are you keeping your promises? What promises do you find difficult to keep, and which do not?
• Tell us about something your parents did that told you more than words.
• Why do you think doing is harder than talking?
• Do something for a friend or mom without saying anything about it beforehand. Then tell how your friend reacted when he saw what you did.

Mother's heart

One day a teacher said to his student:

You must leave school and return home to your mother.

Why teacher? Am I a bad student? - the young man was surprised.

You study well, but there is a depth of feeling that cannot be learned at school,” the teacher replied.

Teacher, does the depth of feelings depend on the place? the student objected.

The teacher didn't answer. Sighing, the student got up and went home. His mother had not written letters to him for a long time, but the student was busy and could not visit her. The native house met the young man with desolation.

Your mother dreamed of hugging you before leaving, - the neighbor said sadly.

Why did she write to me in her last letter not to worry? - the young man was surprised.

A mother always protects her children from problems, - the neighbor noted.

She showed the young man the grave of his mother. The son bowed to the ground and exclaimed:

I'm sorry, mom, that I couldn't come to you earlier!

The young man felt bitter that his mother would not say words of forgiveness to him. He kissed the gravestone and wept. Suddenly, the stone cracked, and a delicate flower sprouted through the crack before the eyes of the astonished young man. The young man extended his hand, and the flower stroked him with petals, as if consoling and forgiving. The young man came back and told the teacher everything that had happened to him.

Now you understand that nothing compares to the depth of maternal feelings, the teacher said affectionately. -A mother's heart is like a well, at the bottom of which there is always forgiveness.

Questions and tasks:

Do you think a mother always forgives her children?

• How does mother's love help children?
• Tell us about the best qualities of your mother's character.
• Tell us how your mother comforts you?
• Do you think a mother can help her children and comfort them if her soul is in Heaven?
• Draw a flower of motherly love.

It's good that everyone have a dream

Guardian angels, after graduating from the heavenly school, found themselves people whom they began to protect. Some chose relatives, others - unfortunate or sick people. Only one young angel could not choose anyone.

At first I wanted to help a person whose dream does not come true for a long time, - said the young angel. - But many people don't even want their dreams to come true. A sailor sailing on a ship dreamed of land. I went down to the ship and asked the sailor:

Do you want me to turn you into a peasant? You will live peacefully on earth. - I dream of seeing the land, but I will never part with the sea! the sailor answered me.

A dream helps a person to move forward.The sailor loves the sea, but the dream leads his ship through the storm to the shore, - the elder angel explained.

Then I wanted to help a man who has no dream. But it turned out that as soon as a person fulfills one dream, he immediately begins to dream about another.

Without a dream, life would lose its meaning, - said the elder angel. “In the end, I decided to choose a person with a pipe dream to console him,” the young angel continued the story. - I chose a boy. He took off on a swing and dreamed of wings.

I'm glad you found a man for yourself, - the elder angel smiled.

But he doesn't need to be comforted! exclaimed the young angel. - When the boy dreamed, his soul soared to heaven. I realized that someday he will become an angel.

It's good that everyone has a dream, - the elder angel said thoughtfully. - II appoint you as the guardian of the dream. Make sure that the dream always lives in the heart of a person.

Questions and tasks:

Do you think everyone needs a dream?

• Why didn't the angel find the person who didn't have a dream?
• Tell me what you dream about.
• Do you think that every person has a guardian angel?
• Draw your dream in the form of some image.

Ask your friends to guess from your drawing what you dream about.

Who is the tallest

There were two friends. The first one was very tall, a head taller than other people. He always saw everything from afar. Therefore, he was always the first to receive a treat and the first to escape from danger. The second friend was small and simple-minded. His tall friend often laughed at him and called him short. But the second friend was not offended by his friend and always shared with him everything he could. However, he shared with everyone who met on his way. Friends grew old, died and went to heaven. The angel stopped them at the gates of paradise and said that first he would take the highest of them to paradise.

I was the highest on earth, and everywhere I was the first, and always the first to have time everywhere, - the tall friend proudly said. And the little one, sighing, said that he did not stand out in anything special. But for some reason the angel took his little friend by the hand and led him to heaven.

Wait, you messed up something. My height is much larger, you can measure it, - the tall one shouted and took out a ruler from his pocket.

Here, in heaven, a person's height is measured not by a ruler, but by his good deeds.

The physical height of a man is determined by the distance of his head from the ground; temper-

stvenny same growth - distance from head to the sky.Your friend has grown a thousand times in his life, but your height has not changed, - the angel explained with a smile.

Questions and tasks:

Why did an angel take a short friend to heaven?

• What do you think is the most important thing in a person's life?
• Imagine that you are an inventor and you need to invent a measure of a person's moral growth. Tell us about your invention and draw it.
• Tell us about a person whose moral growth seems to you very great.
• What moral qualities would you like to acquire during your life?
• List all the moral qualities that your parents have.
• Offer the children all the moral qualities of their friends in the form of a sun with rays.
• Children stand in a circle. Each in turn says how tall he is and how many centimeters he has grown in a year. For example, a child has grown by five centimeters, which means that he must remember and tell about the five good deeds that he did during this time.

Since ancient times, many nations have used parables as a quick and effective way to educate children in basic life concepts and values. Since the parable is a short story, the child will have the patience to listen to it to the end. A fascinating form and interesting, understandable characters will convey to the little fidget: what is good and evil, what is love and respect for elders, as well as many other important things.

It is very important that the parable does not condemn the negative hero, does not make fun of his shortcomings, but at the same time points to them anyway, so that the child understands what can and cannot be done.

The stories that underlie each parable tell children in a language they understand what real life is and what difficulties can be encountered along this difficult path. And most importantly, in each parable you can find far more than one way out of this situation.

Unfortunately, many parents believe that at an early stage of development, their child is not able to perceive parables as such. This opinion is wrong. Parables can be read to a child from the cradle. Of course, at first he may not understand their true meaning, but at the subconscious level, the trace will remain in any case.

Short parables for children

Already from an early age, parables contribute to the formation of a correct attitude towards the world, oneself and one's actions in a small person. It is also interesting that in the process of forming this attitude, the child begins to understand that you need to appreciate what you have.

Reading short parables gives children the opportunity to share joy and sadness with their heroes, and this, in turn, will teach the child empathy, compassion and mercy.

Good parables will save the child from disturbing thoughts, develop self-confidence in him, and help to abandon manifestations of greed and bragging. Short parables are able to show the kid in an accessible form that envy is bad, and if he wants something, then you need to work for this and achieve your goal. Naturally, “work” at this age means good behavior, obedience, study, and so on.

At an early age, up to about six or seven years, short parables are the best for reading to children. It is easy for a child to perceive them, but at the same time the imagination draws colorful pictures and vocabulary is enriched. You will soon notice that it is becoming easier for the child to express his thoughts, he no longer rushes into fights in the yard so often, but tries to resolve conflict situations verbally.

In a short, at first glance, story, there is so much deep meaning ... In simple words, they show the child that life is multifaceted, and it makes no sense to divide this or that event into good or bad. Having considered any situation, it can be turned in your favor, and hopeless situations do not exist by definition.

Parables for children: read

We all know how useful it is to read books to children, and especially parables. Let's see why. As you know, all psychologists and teachers unconditionally agree that it is simply necessary to read parables to a child. Unlike fairy tales, which largely distort the actual reality by the fact that their heroes are talking animals, and often completely fictional creatures, parables convey reality as correctly as possible, their heroes are quite real people, we can observe their actions every day in our lives. life too. In addition, many teachers believe that reading parables is appropriate even at the level of intrauterine development, perhaps this is a myth, but this practice will not bring anything bad.

Along with the already mentioned beneficial effects, reading parables to children can bring into our lives:

• Harmony in relationships with your beloved child. Think and answer honestly to yourself the question: “Do I devote much time to the inner world of my child?” Unfortunately, the frantic pace of life, when we are forced to work hard in order to provide a decent standard of living for ourselves and our families, rarely allows us to
• have a heart-to-heart talk with the child. Often we are deprived of the opportunity to tell the baby what is good and what is bad, to analyze and draw conclusions from the situation in the kindergarten, in the yard, at school, and so on. All communication between modern parents and their children comes down to joint trips to the store for another toy. Thus, many fathers and mothers assuage their consciences and mistakenly believe that this is enough. But the family tradition of reading parables together in the evenings will give you much more.
• The child calms down and gets answers to his questions. You should not think that a small child is devoid of experiences, on the contrary, he is at an age when confusion occurs in his soul, and his mind is constantly working, trying to independently comprehend the secrets of the universe, naturally at a more primitive level than it happens in an adult. Help your baby! Read short parables to him, give him answers and food for further thought.
• The intelligence of the child develops. Read short parables to the little man more often at night, before going to bed his state is relaxed, he is calm and information is perceived best. Together with the child, try to discuss what you read, carefully listen to his opinion. Please note that the language of parables is simple and understandable, your baby will soon speak at this level too! And you will only be surprised at how reasonable he is and that he talks like an adult.
• Instilling in your child a love of reading. Again, in contrast to fairy tales, parables tell about the lives of adults. Therefore, it is more interesting for children to read them, and not fairy tales. The love of reading can hardly be overestimated, besides, it tears children away from the TV, tablet and other "flaws" of the modern age. Take the time to read parables to children while they are at an early age, then it may be too late, as the child will be exposed to high technology, books will be abandoned, values ​​\u200b\u200bare distorted, and you can no longer do anything.
• The development of a child's imagination, analytical thinking and the ability to get out of situations with dignity, even the most difficult ones. Using the example of the main characters, the parable tells the kids how to behave with friends and with older people, as well as how to look for ways to resolve controversial issues. So in the mind of the child a model of relations and behavior with different people is formed, he begins to understand the limits of what is permitted.

Wise parables for children

No matter how trite it may sound, parables contain centuries-old wisdom that has been accumulated for more than one generation. Not many of us are able to pick up words and just as briefly and accurately convey the meaning of this or that edification.

Wise parables will show the child the true meaning and value of life, teach that good deeds in relation to other people are beneficial, and above all - to himself. Oddly enough, children are better disposed to such perception than any adult, probably because their mind and consciousness are not yet clogged with the ideas of modern society.

Instructive parables for children

Instructive parables will demonstrate to the young researcher of the universe that everything secret will definitely become clear and that evil will definitely be punished.

The child will learn to look at his actions through the eyes of another person, as if from the outside. Over time, he will understand that before committing any deed, you need to think about whether it will harm his comrade or just a random passerby. In addition, the parable will help the baby with the realization that some of his desires need to be relegated to the background, and some should be completely feared and fought against.

Of course, whether to read parables or fairy tales to your little one in principle is up to you. However, even at an early age, it is worth trying several ways of communicating with a child in order to help him get comfortable in a world full of contradictions, false judgments and vanity.

Do not miss witty, wise and instructive parables about friendship. Each of them is a priceless pearl of author's or folk art. And each will make you smile and think about the value of true friendship.

Read short parables about friendship and devotion to end. I promise you won't regret a single minute spent!

Nails

An instructive parable about friendship for children. A short story about an angry boy and his father will tell you how important it is to control your anger and not offend your friends.

Once upon a time there was a boy with a terrible character. His father gave him a bag of nails and told him to drive a nail into the garden wall every time he lost patience and quarreled with someone. On the first day, the boy hammered 37 nails. Over the following weeks, he tried to restrain himself, and the number of hammered nails decreased day by day. It turned out that holding back is easier than hammering nails...

At last the day came when the boy did not hammer a single nail into the fence. Then he went to his father and told about it. And his father told him to pull one nail out of the fence for every day in which he did not lose patience.

Days passed after days, and finally the boy was able to tell his father that he had pulled all the nails out of the fence. The father brought his son to the fence and said:

My son, you have behaved well, but look at those holes in the fence. She will never be the same again. When you quarrel with someone and say things that can hurt, you inflict a wound like this on the interlocutor. You can plunge a knife into a person and then pull it out, but the wound will still remain.

No matter how many times you ask for forgiveness, the wound will remain. A mental wound brings as much pain as a physical one. Friends are rare jewels, they bring you a smile and joy. They are ready to listen to you when you need it, they support you and open their heart to you. Try not to hurt them...

Caesar and the doctor

The amazing parable about Caesar and his devoted doctor will remind you once again: never doubt your friends if your friendship has been tested over the years.

Caesar had the only person and friend he trusted: his doctor. Moreover, if he was ill, he took medicines only when the doctor personally gave him.

Once Caesar was not feeling very well, he received an anonymous note: “Be afraid of your closest friend, your doctor. He wants to poison you!" And after a while the doctor came and gave Caesar the medicine. Caesar handed the received note to his friend and, while he was reading, drank the medicinal mixture to the droplet.

The doctor froze in horror:

Lord, how could you drink what I gave you after you read this?

To which Caesar replied:

Better to die than to doubt your friend!

How many friends does a person need?

How many friends do you think you need to have to feel happy? One, two, maybe dozens? An interesting parable about friendship from Boris Krumer will aptly answer this rhetorical question and help dot the i's.

The student came to the Teacher and asked him:

Master, how many friends should a person have - one or many?

Everything is very simple, - answered the Teacher, - pick me that red apple from the topmost branch.

The student shook his head and replied:

But it hangs very high, Master! I can't get it.

Call a friend, let him help you, - the Master answered.

The student called another student and stood on his shoulders.

I still can't get it, Teacher, - said the upset student.

Don't you have any more friends? the Teacher chuckled.

The student called more friends, who, groaning, began to climb onto each other's shoulders and backs, trying to build a living pyramid. But the apple hung too high, the pyramid crumbled, and the student could not pick the coveted apple.

Then the teacher called him to him:

Well, do you understand how many friends a person needs?

Understood, teacher, - said the student, rubbing his bruised side, - a lot - so that together we could solve any problem.

Yes, - answered the Master, shaking his head sadly, - indeed, you need a lot of friends. So that among all this gathering of gymnasts there would be at least one smart person who would have guessed to bring a ladder!

Most valuable

Have you thought, dear friend, what is the most valuable thing in life? You will find the answer in the following parable about friendship. I'm sure he won't disappoint you.

One person in childhood was very friendly with an old neighbor.

But as time went on, college and hobbies appeared, then work and personal life. Every minute the young man was busy, and he did not have time to remember the past, or even to be with loved ones.

Once he learned that a neighbor had died - and suddenly remembered: the old man taught him a lot, trying to replace the boy's deceased father. Feeling guilty, he came to the funeral.

In the evening, after the burial, the man entered the empty house of the deceased. Everything was the same as many years ago ...

Here are just a small golden box, in which, according to the old man, was kept the most valuable thing for him, disappeared from the table. Thinking that one of her few relatives had taken her, the man left the house.

However, two weeks later he received the package. Seeing the neighbor's name on it, the man shuddered and opened the box.

Inside was the same golden box. It contained a gold pocket watch engraved with "Thank you for the time you spent with me."

And he realized that the most valuable thing for the old man was the time spent with his little friend.

Since then, the man tried to devote as much time as possible to his wife and son.

Life is not measured by the number of breaths. It is measured by the number of moments that make us hold our breath.

Time is slipping away from us every second. And it needs to be spent right now.

Before you is an amazing book: “Little Parables for Children and Adults. Volume 1, written by the Russian writer, poet and playwright monk Varnava (Sanin).

Parables are a special genre, which is very rare not only in Russian, but throughout the world literature. Short allegorical and instructive stories enable a person to look at his shortcomings from the outside, think about eternal values, help to find answers to various questions of our being.

Monk Barnabas (Eugene Sanin), having created in his parables an amazing fusion of high spirituality and morality with folk wisdom, at the same time managed to write them in a very capacious, fascinating, intelligible language, which makes it possible to read these instructive stories not only for adults, but also for children.

REAL LOVE

At I saw a pool on the shore a beautiful lily. And decided, by all means, to take possession of it.

What he just did not offer the beauty: to ride on his fast waves, the gentle coolness of the water in the unbearable heat and a whole whirlpool of all kinds of entertainment and pleasures.

The beauty hesitated.

The bug, who hopelessly loved her, noticed this and began to dissuade:

- He will kill you! You'll be lost!

Only where there!

“He is so strong, handsome and all sort of mysterious ...” Lily objected. - No, I think I'll still accept his offer!

- Ah well? the beetle shouted. “Well then, look what awaits you if you do this!”

And he, folding his wings, rushed to the surface of the whirlpool, which immediately mercilessly swirled, spun it, and soon disappeared forever from the eyes of the lily, who only now understood what true love is ...

ENVY

P envy came to the store with money to buy bread.

He looks, and there a man buys a pie for a ruble ...

So envy jumped out of the store!

Then she decided to at least drink water from the well. She took the biggest tub so that everyone would envy her!

And at the well the peasant's wife - light buckets, painted yokes ...

She threw her bucket of envy, and, well, completely run away from the village - without food, without drink ...

She lay down on a hillock, which is higher, and began to envy herself that there was a time when she did not envy anyone ...

PROUD WIND

W The wind extinguished the candle and became proud:

“Now I can pay off everything!” Even the sun!

A wise peasant heard him, made a windmill and said:

- Eka unseen - the sun! Even the night can extinguish it. You try to stop this wheel!

And, with all his strength, he spun a large, heavy wheel.

The wind blew once, blew another - but the wheel does not stop. On the contrary, the more he blew, the more it spun.

Flour flowed into the smart peasant's bags, and he began to live: he himself was in abundance, and the poor should not be forgotten!

And the wind, they say, still blows on this wheel. Where exactly? Yes, wherever there is a place for pride!

REPENTANCE

At a man fell into a deep abyss.

Lies wounded, dies ...

Friends came running. They tried, holding on to each other, to go down to help him, but they themselves almost fell into it.

Mercy has come. It lowered the ladder into the abyss, yes - oh! .. - it does not reach the end!

Good deeds, done once by a man, arrived in time, threw down a long rope. But also - a short rope ...

They also tried in vain to save a person: his loud fame, big money, power ...

Finally, repentance came. It extended its hand. A man grabbed it and ... got out of the abyss!

— How did you do it? – everyone was surprised.

But repentance had no time to answer.

It hurried to other people whom only it could save...

CONSCIENCE

R I told the man's conscience that he was wrong, another, third ...

On the fourth he decided to get rid of her. Yes, not for a day or two - forever!

I thought and thought about how to do it, and thought of ...

“Come on,” he says, “conscience, play hide and seek!”

“No,” she says. - You will deceive me anyway - you will peep!

Then the man pretended to be completely sick and said:

- I got sick of something ... Bring me some milk from the cellar!

Her conscience could not refuse him this. Went down to the cellar. And the man jumped out of bed - and closed it!

He called his friends to the joys and with a light heart: he deceived one, offended the other, and when they began to take offense, he completely drove everyone out. And no remorse for you, no reproaches - good at heart, calm.

It’s good, it’s good, but only a day has passed, another, but something began to be missed by a person. And a month later he realized what - conscience! And then such anguish fell upon him that he could not stand it and opened the lid of the cellar.

“All right,” he says, “come out!” Just don't order now!

And in response - silence.

He went down to the cellar: there, here - there is no conscience anywhere!

Apparently, indeed, got rid of her forever ...

The man sobbed: - How am I going to live without a conscience now?

- Here am I…

A man called to the joys of his friends, apologized and arranged such a feast for them here!

Everyone thought it was his birthday and congratulated him on it. But he did not refuse, and his conscience did not mind. And not at all because I was afraid to be in the basement again.

After all, if you look, that's how it was!

WHO IS STRONGER?

W whether on the road good and evil. In front of them are two men.

“Come on,” says the evil, “let’s test which of us is stronger?”

- Let's! - agreed not knowing how to object good. - But as?

“And let these two men fight for us,” says evil, “I will make one of them strong, rich, but evil!”

- Good! - says good. - And I'm different - weak and poor, but kind!

No sooner said than done.

In a moment, one man was on a horse, in rich clothes. And the other is in rags, and even with a stick ...

- Get out of my way! - shouted at him turned into a rich man, beat him with a whip and galloped home as soon as possible - to count the money.

Made poor sighed and silently trudged along.

— Aha! Evil rejoiced. “Is it clear now which of us is stronger?”

“Wait,” he says kindly. - Everything is easy and fast for you, but not for long. And I, if I do something, then - forever!

And there was this. How long, no, the poor man walked, only suddenly he sees - a rich man is lying under a horse that has fallen on him and cannot rise in any way. Wheezing already, suffocating ...

The poor man approached him. And he felt so sorry for the dying man, that where did the strength come from! He threw away the stick, pulled himself up and - helped the unfortunate man to free himself.

Weepy rich. Doesn't know how to thank the poor.

“I,” he says, “with a whip, and you saved my life!” Come live with me. You will be my brother now!

Two men left. And evil says:

- What are you, good? They promised to make their little man weak, but he could lift such a heavy horse! If so, then I won!

And good and did not argue. After all, it did not skillfully object - even to evil.

But since then, good and evil do not go together. And if they go along the same road, then only in different directions!

OLD ROAD

H It began to wear the strength of people on a country road.

For a hundred years they have been trampling it, trampling it: it's time to retire - she knew about the pension from those who walked along it all their lives. And who needs it: now more and more highways and asphalts are in fashion!

The road curled up and lay down to rest on the sidelines.

People came out in the morning: there is no road!

How to be? What to do?..

You can’t walk on asphalt - the asphalt of spring streams could not stand it, it all cracked, and now they will re-pave it until autumn.

The highway is also soft, viscous in the heat. So the soles stick to it.

The road saw this, sighed and - nothing can be done! – began to serve people again.

WATERCOLOR PAINTS

At they knew watercolors that they were going to be diluted with water, and were indignant:

- Why can't we do it ourselves?

- No, - she said, tired of rubbing on dry paints, even the softest brush.

- Don't do it! - confirmed the paper that has seen a lot in its lifetime.

The artist didn't say anything.

He diluted the paints with water and painted a picture.

One that everyone was happy with.

And first of all, the watercolors themselves!

TWO BOGATYRS

E the hero roamed the field.

Helmet, armor, shield, spear, mace, and even a sword in a sheath ...

Towards the old monk.

A faded skullcap on his head, a patched cassock, and a rosary in his hands.

- Be healthy, honest father!

- And you, kid, do not get sick! Where are you heading?

— To the war. And you?

- And I'm in the war. I don’t need to look for her, just like you!

The two heroes looked at each other with understanding.

And they hurried to save Rus' from visible and invisible enemies!

ICON

To settled in the museum of the painting on the icon and did not understand anything:

"And why was she hanged among us?" No bright colors, no beauty of movement, no liveliness of the image! Right, black square?

But the black square did not answer. Behind the silence, he hid his complete emptiness and therefore was known as the most wise and even mysterious. In addition, due to his price, he was very rich, and therefore even more respected.

The icon itself was very upset. And not at all with these gossip addressed to you. And the fact that people walked by and just looked at her.

But she was created not to be looked at, but to pray before her!

HAMMER-COSMONAUT

R ate a hammer to fly into space.

Others fly - and why am I worse? At the same time, I’ll nail the stars to the sky so that they hold on tighter and don’t fall so often!

Maybe he would have flown, but he just didn’t know how to get up there and where to get free time.

So he worked tirelessly during the day. And at night I looked out the window at the shooting stars and sighed: oh, I'm not there now! ..

And he sighed in vain.

He was very much needed on earth ...

IMPOSTER CHAIR

P left a chair on the table when the windows were washed, but forgot to clean it. He got proud.

- I, - he says, - is now the most important in the house!

And commanded all things to call themselves the throne.

The fly heard it. She sat on a chair and said:

“Now I am the queen, since I am sitting on the throne!”

The fly swatter slapped a fly and announced that there was a coup d'état in the house.

It is not known how it would all end, only the hostess came. She put the chair back, sat down on it to rest, and said nothing.

But all things already knew: now the house is in order!

TAP

R boasted crane:

“If it wasn’t for me, everyone in the house would have died of thirst!”

And how can you argue with that? Everyone can see that water really flows from it.

Only once there was an accident somewhere. The masters came and turned off the water.

They twisted and twisted after that the tap: there is no water!

And then everyone guessed that the whole thing was not in the crane.

And most importantly, he understood it too. Because he almost died of thirst then!

POOR BABY

P the poor baby went to the mug - to ask for alms.

"Give it up, for Christ's sake!" After all, we are almost namesakes, and maybe even relatives!

— Go to the lid! - gave the circle a turn from the gate. - If we are relatives, then only second cousins. And you and her in the title - only one letter of the difference. Maybe a cousin will give!

The crumb went to the lid. And she didn’t even get off the pan. So she answered from above:

- There are a lot of you all walking around here! Now a jug, then a cat ... I have nothing! Can't you see what times we live in? It is not enough for us with a saucepan. Right, girlfriend? she turned to the pot-bellied saucepan.

But she was so full that she couldn't even answer.

Went, not salty slurping, baby home. And towards her - a hammer. He learned about her need and said:

Don't worry, I'll help you in any way I can!

“But I’m not your relative, and even our last names are different!” – whispered the baby in tears.

- So what? Hammer was surprised. - We need to help each other!

And, although he himself was not at all rich, rather even poor, he gave her so much that was enough for a long time. How much does a baby need? And when it was over, he ordered to come again. Although he was neither a relative, nor even a namesake!

LARK

W a lark hooted over the field.

He praised God, who gave him this beautiful day, this beautiful earth, sky, air and beautiful life itself!

People looked at the tiny ringing dot and wondered:

- Wow, so small and sings so loudly!

And the lark sometimes glanced down at people and only wondered:

- Wow, such big and strong ones are the crowns of God's creation, and they sing so softly ...

TWO ROADS

AT two roads meet at a fork. Narrow and wide.

- You completely let yourself go: all in sharp stones, potholes, overgrown with prickly thorns! - the wide narrow one began to reproach. “Your travelers are about to die of fatigue or hunger!” Whether business I: beautiful, smooth! Along me are cafes, restaurants, houses with all amenities. Live - have fun!

- Why are you suddenly silent? After all, judging by your words, you live well! the narrow road surprised me.

“It’s good, it’s good ...” the broad sighed in response. - Yes, only at the end of me - the abyss. Bottomless, black, gloomy. Something that I can't describe to you. Many people are not even aware of it. And those that know, just brush it off. Apparently they don't know the whole truth. And I've seen enough of this abyss so that more than anything in the world I'm afraid to slide into it one day. After all, I'm afraid it will be then forever! Well, how do you live?

- Difficult! sighed the narrow road. “And it’s not easy for those who follow me. But at the end of my path is a mountain. And those who climbed it are so bright, joyful, happy that I can’t even describe to you! And you know, I want to be there too. After all, I hope it will be forever!

The roads talked and parted in different directions.

And at the fork of that man remained, who heard all this.

And what is strange is that he is still standing there, still thinking which way he should turn!

DANGEROUS FRIENDSHIP

P made friends with a haystack with a match.

- She is not a match for you! everyone told him. - Stay away from her, otherwise - is it far from trouble?

But he didn't want to listen to anyone. I spent the whole day admiring my girlfriend. And even at night wished to see her.

The match could not refuse him and struck itself against a stone ...

People came in the morning, they look - from the haystack there is only a dark circle in the meadow. And there was nothing left of the match!

MAIN CONDITION

R Yesil evil man to become good.

He prayed to God and began to do good to people.

And evil is right there:

“Well, no, I won’t give my prey to anyone!”

Seized the moment and made a man do evil.

He sits, rubbing his hands rather:

"He won't get away from me!"

But it was not there!

The man only got smarter after that. He again prayed to God, asking him to protect him from evil, and with even greater zeal began to do good. And he paid no more attention to all the persuasions of evil.

And evil went, trembling with malice, from its familiar place.

Yes, in the very first house where they do not remember God ...

OAK AND WIND

AT the young oak was indignant:

- Why are you, the wind, do not give me rest? All you blow and you blow! You only stroke the grass, you preen it, but on me you have already broken off how many branches!

- Silly! This is for your benefit! grunted the old oak tree.

- For mine?! - the young oak was indignant, thinking that the old man had already lost his mind. And he, as if nothing had happened, explained:

“Oh, youth, youth!.. The wind shakes you, and your roots go deeper and deeper into the ground. Soon he and me, so that you have more sun, will knock down ...

And then the wind thanked the young oak. And he regretted that he could not move aside so that this old and wise oak would not have to be felled ...

RED HARE

P the hare looked at himself in the winter, looked in the summer and thought: and what do I have only two fur coats: white and gray? I'll sew a redhead for myself - like a fox's! First, it's beautiful. And, secondly, the rest of the hares will become afraid of me, and all the carrots in the garden will be mine!

No sooner said than done. The hare sewed a new fur coat and went for a walk in it.

And when I realized that it was a hare, I was even more delighted, because I had not had lunch yet in the morning.

Only the hare himself was then not up to joy.

He took his paws by force. After all, you always want to live more than you have!

The fox only licks its lips and remains. And since then, the hare did not dare to think of changing anything from what the Lord Himself had given him!