The good doctor aybolit will heal everyone. Fairy tale: "Aibolit

In any library, in any family, there are always books by one of the most beloved children's writers, Korney Ivanovich Chukovsky. Who does not know his fairy tales "Moydodyr", "Crocodile", "Fedorino grief", "Aibolit" and many others! Adults - mothers, fathers and even some grandmothers remember fervent lines from childhood: "The blanket ran away, the sheet flew away ..."
Chukovsky not only wrote himself, but also translated a lot from of English language. And not only fairy tales and poems for kids attracted the attention of Chukovsky the translator. He retold, for example, such popular and loved by children all over the world books as "The Adventures of Munchausen" by R. E. Raspe, "Robinson Crusoe" by D. Defoe, translated "Tom Sawyer" by Mark Twain, fairy tales by R. Kipling...
Korney Ivanovich not only brought joy to children with his books, he himself was that rare and necessary person in the life of children, who, in Belinsky's tears, can be called a "children's holiday." It is difficult to imagine Chukovsky's life without children, without constant live communication with kids. Do not list kindergartens, schools, houses where the appearance of "Uncle Chukosha" would not cause joy. "He, like no one else, knew how vital a child is joy, fun, laughter - happiness in general, and he knew how to give this joy to children with great generosity," writer Vera Smirnova recalls Chukovsky.
Peredelkino station is located not far from Moscow. Here, on one of the streets, there is a small house, painted on the outside with pictures from fairy tales. This is the library that Chukovsky built for his little friends. In this library, you can not only read interesting books; there is a special room for games where kids love to spend time drawing and modeling. Chukovsky often came here to the guys, told something or made riddles. He said more than once that communication with children gives him great joy. Until the end of his life, this tall gray-haired man did not lose the ability to be surprised, to love everything funny, funny.
In his poems and fairy tales, ringing and dynamic, very often everything flies, spins, jumps: saucers, blankets, washcloths, elephants, crocodiles ... The heroes of his fairy tales are often in danger in their adventures, and the role of savior is usually hero, and some small bird ("Cockroach") or mosquito ("Fly-Tsokotuha").
Today you will hear the fairy tale "Doctor Aibolit". You, of course, know this fairy tale in verse and read it with enthusiasm more than once in kindergarten or at home: "The good doctor Aibolit, he is sitting under a tree ... But K. Chukovsky also wrote this tale about the kind and brave Aibolit and his friends - the monkey Chichi, the dog Avva and the parrot Karrudo in prose, the staging of which you will now hear .

Do the children know who wrote "Aibolit" - the most popular fairy tale among junior literature lovers preschool age? How was the image of the doctor created, who was the prototype, and is it even worth reading this fairy tale to children? This is discussed in more detail below.

Who wrote "Aibolit"?

This story was written by the famous children's writer and a poet in 1929, she was first presented to the readers and immediately won the hearts of thousands of readers. She was loved not only by kids, whose caring parents read bedtime stories to them, but also by adults who liked the plot of the work.

The author of "Aibolit" did not just tell the story of a selfless medical worker who strictly observes the Hippocratic Oath, but rhymed it into living verses that easily fall into memory and are remembered by children literally from the second reading.

Chukovsky considers Dr. Doolittle, the hero, to be the prototype of Aibolit English fairy tale who heals animals and understands their language. Korney Ivanovich translated a fairy tale for Russian-speaking children and at some point thought that it would be nice to write his own fairy tale about the same wonderful person.

"Aibolit" is a story about how a generalist is engaged in medical practice, curing animals from various diseases, and sometimes his methods are rather peculiar: chocolate, sweet eggnog, which suggests that he is not just a skilled healer of bodies, but also of unfortunate souls. He accepts the sick, sitting under a tree, which suggests his altruism and complete dedication to the cause, while he does not divide animals into classes, castes or by occupation - for everyone there is a moment of attention and a method of treatment.

At some point, a messenger arrives on a horse with an urgent letter in which the inhabitants (animals) of Africa, having learned about his abilities, imploringly ask for help. Naturally, the compassionate Aibolit hurries to the rescue, and various animals and birds help him in this. Together, they defeat a terrible epidemic within ten days, not leaving even for a moment. As a result, the fame of the amazing abilities of the doctor spreads throughout the world.

Characteristics of the main character

“Good Doctor Aibolit...” - this is exactly what the first line of the fairy tale sounds in verse, and it is she who defines the essence of this fabulous little man: his kindness and love for animals knows no bounds, because sometimes the doctor finds himself in critical situations, on the verge of life and death , and still makes a choice in favor of the sufferer, and not himself. His professional qualities do not for a second make one doubt the huge store of knowledge possessed by Aibolit. Chukovsky gave him such qualities as breadth of soul and fearlessness, gullibility, but at the same time softness of soul.

At the same time, the plot clearly shows that even such a wonderful and courageous person has moments of despair and loss of strength, which makes him even more humane, closer to common people, unlike European and American stories, in which the main characters were often endowed with "divine" qualities.

What does this work teach?

The fairy tale "Aibolit" is designed to open in the hearts the knowledge that it does not matter what species, genus and family you belong to: in moments of grief, difficulties and suffering, living beings should help each other not only for payment or gratitude, but simply at the behest heart and kindness of soul. By acquiring such wisdom, a person rises to more high step evolution - selfless love for animals and the whole world.

The one who wrote "Aibolit" made the work easy to understand even for the smallest listeners, knowing that the seeds of goodness laid in early childhood, will surely sprout and give great fruits, shaping the moral and high moral spirit of man.

Author about "Aibolit"

Korney Ivanovich selected rhymes for this fairy tale for quite a long time, sorting through hundreds of phrases and plot phrases, trying to put maximum meaning into a small number of words, knowing that an unnecessarily long "epopee" would tire a child who was not interested in scrupulous descriptions of nature, objects and appearance, because he himself can think it out, thanks to the amazing imagination, which is highly developed in every baby.

At the same time, Chukovsky wanted the rhymes of the fairy tale not to be banal and primitive, because he was an admirer great poetry Pushkin, Derzhavin and Nekrasov: he simply could not lower his creation to the level of tabloid rhymes. Therefore, the tale in verse was rewritten again and again: something was added, another was categorically cut out, sometimes in large parts. The author wanted to focus the reader's attention on the character of the doctor, on his heroic attitude towards his profession, no! - quicker life path when his honor and conscience did not allow him to leave the sufferer in trouble.

Therefore, the tale underwent several changes, was cut in half, and only then was it presented to the readers.

Continuation of the tale - there is!

The one who wrote "Aibolit" did not stop there, because the popularity of the story was fair: the children wrote letters to Chukovsky, bombarding him with questions about what happened next, how the doctor lived, whether he had relatives and other things that are interesting specifically for children. Therefore, Korney Ivanovich decided to write a fairy tale in prose about the same doctor, but with more detailed description what is happening: if the fairy tale in verse was close to children under six years old, then the second version of the story was closer to children from six to 13 years old, since there are more plots in it - as many as four, and each contains a separate moral that Chukovsky wanted to convey to young readers .

This story was first published in 1936, altered several times by the author, improved, and in 1954 finally established itself in the finished version. The fairy tale appealed to fans of Korney Ivanovich's work, but many recognized that he was better at fairy tales in verse.

It is worth mentioning that the character of Aibolit appears in two more tales in verse by the same author: “Barmaley” (1925) and “We will overcome Barmaley” (1942). Judging by the dates, “Barmaley” was written earlier than “Aibolit”, which means that the author first created a fleeting image, which he then fully revealed in a separate work.

Good Doctor Aibolit!

He sits under a tree.

Come to him for treatment.

Both the cow and the wolf

And a bug, and a worm,

And a bear!

All will be healed, healed

Good Doctor Aibolit!

And the fox came to Aibolit:

"Oh, I got bitten by a wasp!"

And the watchdog came to Aibolit:

“A chicken pecked me in the nose!”

And the hare came running

And she screamed: “Ai, ai!

My bunny got hit by a tram!

My bunny, my boy

Got hit by a tram!

He ran down the path

And his legs were cut

And now he's sick and lame

My little hare!”

And Aibolit said: “It doesn’t matter!

Give it here!

I'll sew him new legs,

He'll run down the path again."

And they brought him a bunny,

Such a sick, lame,

And the doctor sewed his legs on.

And the hare jumps again.

And with him the hare-mother

I also went to dance.

And she laughs and screams:

“Well, thank you, Aibolit!”

Suddenly from somewhere a jackal

Rode on a mare:

"Here's a telegram for you.

From Hippo!"

"Come, doctor,

Fast to Africa

And save me doctor

Our babies!"

"What? Really

Are your kids sick?

"Yes Yes Yes! They have angina

scarlet fever, cholera,

diphtheria, appendicitis,

Malaria and bronchitis!

Come soon

Good Doctor Aibolit!

"Okay, okay, I'll run,

I will help your children.

But where do you live?

On a mountain or in a swamp?

"We live in Zanzibar,

In the Kalahari and the Sahara

On Mount Fernando Po,

Where hippo walks

Along the wide Limpopo.

And Aibolit got up, Aibolit ran.

He runs through the fields, through the forests, through the meadows.

And only one word repeats Aibolit:

"Limpopb, Limpopo, Limpopo!"

And in his face the wind, and snow, and hail:

"Hey, Aibolit, come back!"

And Aibolit fell and lies on the snow:

And now to him because of the Christmas tree

Shaggy wolves run out:

"Sit down, Aibolit, on horseback,

We will take you alive!”

And Aibolit galloped forward

And only one word repeats:

"Limpopo, Limpopo, Limpopo!"

But here is the sea in front of them -

Raging, noisy in space.

And there is a high wave in the sea,

Now she will swallow Aibolit.

"Oh" if I drown

If I go to the bottom.

With my forest animals?

But here comes the whale:

"Sit on me, Aibolit,

And like a big ship

I'll take you forward!"

And sat on the whale Aibolit

And only one word repeats:

"Limpopo, Limpopo, Limpopo!"

And the mountains stand in his way

And he starts to crawl over the mountains,

And the mountains are getting higher, and the mountains are getting steeper,

And the mountains go under the very clouds!

"Oh, if I don't get there,

If I get lost along the way

What will become of them, the sick,

With my forest animals?

And now from a high cliff

Eagles flew to Aibolit:

"Sit down, Aibolit, on horseback,

We will take you alive!”

And sat on the eagle Aibolit

And only one word repeats:

"Limpopo, Limpopo, Limpopo!"

And in Africa

And in Africa

On black

Sitting and crying

Sad Hippo.

He's in Africa, he's in Africa

Sitting under a palm tree

And on the sea from Africa

Looks without rest:

Doesn't he ride in a boat

Dr. Aibolit?

And roam along the road

Elephants and Rhinos

And they say angrily:

“Well, there is no Aibolit?”

And next to the hippos

Grabbed their tummies:

They, the hippos,

Belly ache.

And then the ostriches

They squeal like pigs.

Oh, sorry, sorry, sorry

Poor ostriches!

Both measles and diphtheria they have,

And smallpox, and bronchitis they have,

And their head hurts

And my throat hurts.

They lie and rave:

“Well, why doesn’t he go,

Well, why doesn't he go?

Dr. Aibolit?"

And crouched next to

toothy shark,

toothy shark

Lies in the sun.

Oh, her little ones

The poor sharks

It's been twelve days

Teeth hurt!

And a dislocated shoulder

At the poor grasshopper;

He does not jump, he does not jump,

And he weeps bitterly

And the doctor calls:

“Oh, where is the good doctor?

When will he come?"

But look, some bird

Getting closer and closer through the air rushes.

On the bird, look, Aibolit is sitting

And he waves his hat and shouts loudly:

"Long live dear Africa!"

And all the children are happy and happy:

“I have arrived, I have arrived! Hooray! Hooray!"

And the bird circling above them,

And the bird sits on the ground.

And Aibolit runs to the hippos,

And slaps them on the tummies

And all in order

Gives you chocolate

And puts and puts them thermometers!

And to the striped

He runs to the tiger cubs,

And to the poor hunchbacks

sick camels,

And every gogol

Every mogul,

Gogol-mogul,

Gogadem-mogul,

He will treat you with mogul-mogul.

Ten nights Aibolit

Doesn't eat, doesn't drink, doesn't sleep

ten nights in a row

He heals the unfortunate animals

And puts and puts them thermometers.

So he cured them

Limpopo! Here he cured the sick,

Limpopo! And they went to laugh

Limpopo! And dance and play

And Shark Karakula

Right eye winked

And laughs, and laughs,

Like someone is tickling her.

And little hippos

Grabbed by the tummies

And laugh, pour -

So the oaks are shaking.

Here comes Hippo, here comes Popo,

Hippo Popo, Hippo Popo!

Here comes the Hippo.

It comes from Zanzibar

He goes to Kilimanjaro -

And he screams, and he sings:

“Glory, glory to Aibolit!

Chukovsky. Aibolit. Poems for children

Aibolit

1
kind doctor Aibolit!
He sits under a tree.

Come to him for treatment.
Both the cow and the wolf
And a bug, and a worm,
And a bear!

Heal everyone, heal
kind doctor Aibolit!

2
And came to Aibolitu Fox:
"Oh, I got bitten by a wasp!"

And came to Aibolitu watchdog:
"A chicken pecked me in the nose!"

And the hare came running
And she screamed: "Ay, ay!
My bunny got hit by a tram!
My bunny, my boy
Got hit by a tram!
He ran down the path
And his legs were cut
And now he's sick and lame
My little hare!"

And said Aibolit: "No problem!
Give it here!
I'll sew him new legs,
He will run again along the path.

And they brought him a bunny,
Such a sick, lame,
And the doctor sewed on his legs,
And the hare jumps again.

And with him the hare-mother
I also went to dance
And she laughs and screams:
"Well, thank you. Aibolit!"

3
Suddenly from somewhere a jackal
Rode on a mare:
"Here's a telegram for you
From Hippo!"

"Come, doctor,
Fast to Africa
And save me doctor
Our babies!"

"What is it? Really
Are your kids sick?"

"Yes, yes, yes! They have a sore throat,
scarlet fever, cholera,
diphtheria, appendicitis,
Malaria and bronchitis!

Come soon
kind doctor Aibolit!"

"Okay, okay, I'll run,
I will help your children.
But where do you live?
On a mountain or in a swamp?
"We live in Zanzibar,
In the Kalahari and the Sahara
On Mount Fernando Po,
Where hippo walks
Along the wide Limpopo".

4
And got up Aibolit, ran Aibolit.
He runs through the fields, but through the forests, through the meadows.
And only one word repeats Aibolit:
"Limpopo, Limpopo, Limpopo!"

And in his face the wind, and snow, and hail:
"Hey, Aibolit come back!"
And fell Aibolit and lies on the snow
"I can't go any further."

And now to him because of the Christmas tree
Shaggy wolves run out:
"Sit down, Aibolit, on horseback,
We'll take you alive!"

And jumped forward Aibolit
And only one word repeats:
"Limpopo, Limpopo, Limpopo!"

5
But here is the sea in front of them -
Raging, noisy in space.
And there is a high wave in the sea.
Now Aibolita she will swallow.

"Oh, if I drown
If I go to the bottom

With my forest animals?"
But here comes the whale:
"Get on me Aibolit,
And like a big ship
I'll take you forward!"
And sat on a whale Aibolit
And only one word repeats:
"Limpopo, Limpopo, Limpopo!"

6
And the mountains stand in his way
And he starts to crawl over the mountains,
And the mountains are getting higher, and the mountains are getting steeper,
And the mountains go under the very clouds!

"Oh, if I don't get there,
If I get lost along the way
What will become of them, the sick,
With my forest animals?"

And now from a high cliff
To Aibolitu the eagles have flown
"Sit down, Aibolit, on horseback,
We'll take you alive!"
And sat on an eagle Aibolit
And only one word repeats:
"Limpopo, Limpopo, Limpopo!"

7
And in Africa
And in Africa
On black
Limpopo,
Sitting and crying
In Africa
Sad Hippo.

He's in Africa, he's in Africa
Sitting under a palm tree
And on the sea from Africa
Looks without rest:
Doesn't he ride in a boat
Doctor Aibolit?

And roam along the road
Elephants and Rhinos
And they say angrily:
"Well, no Aibolita?"

And next to the hippos
Grabbed their tummies:
They, the hippos,
Belly ache.

And then the ostriches
They squeal like pigs.
Oh, sorry, sorry, sorry
Poor ostriches!

Both measles and diphtheria they have,
And smallpox, and bronchitis they have,
And their head hurts
And my throat hurts.

They lie and rave:
"Well, why isn't he going?
Well, why doesn't he go?
Doctor Aibolit?"

And crouched next to
toothy shark,
toothy shark
Lies in the sun.

Oh, her little ones
The poor sharks
It's been twelve days
Teeth hurt!

And a dislocated shoulder
At the poor grasshopper;
He does not jump, he does not jump,
And he weeps bitterly
And the doctor calls:
"Oh, where is the good doctor?
When will he come?"

8
But look, some bird
Getting closer and closer through the air rushes.
On a bird, look, he is sitting Aibolit
And he waves his hat and shouts loudly:
"Long live dear Africa!"

And all the children are happy and happy:
"I've arrived, I've arrived! Hurrah! Hurrah!"

And the bird is circling above them,
And the bird sits on the ground.
And running Aibolit to the hippos
And slaps them on the tummies
And all in order
Gives you chocolate
And puts and puts them thermometers!

And to the striped
He runs to the tiger cubs.
And to the poor hunchbacks
sick camels,
And every gogol
Every mogul,
Gogol-mogul,
Gogol-mogul,
He will treat you with mogul-mogul.

ten nights Aibolit
Doesn't eat, doesn't drink, doesn't sleep
ten nights in a row
He heals the unfortunate animals
And puts and puts them thermometers.

9
So he cured them
Limpopo!
So he cured the sick.
Limpopo!
And they went to laugh
Limpopo!
And dance and play
Limpopo!

And Shark Karakula
Right eye winked
And laughs, and laughs,
Like someone is tickling her.

And little hippos
Grabbed by the tummies
And laugh, pour -
So the oaks are shaking.

Here comes Hippo, here comes Popo,
Hippo Popo, Hippo Popo!
Here comes the Hippo.
It comes from Zanzibar.
He goes to Kilimanjaro -
And he screams, and he sings:
"Glory, glory Aibolitu!
Glory to the good doctors!

Aibolit
Korney Chukovsky
1

Good Doctor Aibolit!
He sits under a tree.
Come to him for treatment.
Both the cow and the wolf
And a bug, and a worm,
And a bear!

Heal everyone, heal
Good Doctor Aibolit!

2

And the fox came to Aibolit:
"Oh, I got bitten by a wasp!"

And the watchdog came to Aibolit:
“A chicken pecked me in the nose!”

And the hare came running
And she screamed: “Ai, ai!
My bunny got hit by a tram!
My bunny, my boy
Got hit by a tram!
He ran down the path
And his legs were cut
And now he's sick and lame
My little hare!”

And Aibolit said: “It doesn’t matter!
Give it here!
I'll sew him new legs,
He will run again along the path.
And they brought him a bunny,
Such a sick, lame,
And the doctor sewed on his legs,
And the hare jumps again.
And with him the hare-mother
I also went to dance
And she laughs and screams:
“Well, thank you. Aibolit!

3

Suddenly from somewhere a jackal
Rode on a mare:
"Here's a telegram for you.
From Hippo!"

"Come, doctor,
Fast to Africa
And save me doctor
Our babies!"

"What? Really
Are your kids sick?

"Yes Yes Yes! They have angina
scarlet fever, cholera,
diphtheria, appendicitis,
Malaria and bronchitis!

Come soon
Good Doctor Aibolit!

"Okay, okay, I'll run,
I will help your children.
But where do you live?
On a mountain or in a swamp?

We live in Zanzibar
In the Kalahari and the Sahara
On Mount Fernando Po,
Where hippo walks
Along the wide Limpopo.

And Aibolit got up, Aibolit ran.
He runs through the fields, but through the forests, through the meadows.
And only one word repeats Aibolit:
"Limpopo, Limpopo, Limpopo!"

And in his face the wind, and snow, and hail:
"Hey, Aibolit, come back!"
And Aibolit fell and lies on the snow:
"I can't go any further."

And now to him because of the Christmas tree
Shaggy wolves run out:
"Sit down, Aibolit, on horseback,
We will take you alive!”

And Aibolit galloped forward
And only one word repeats:
"Limpopo, Limpopo, Limpopo!"

But here is the sea in front of them - Raging, making noise in the open.
And there is a high wave in the sea.
Now she will swallow Aibolit.

"Oh, if I drown
If I go to the bottom

With my forest animals?
But here comes the whale:
"Sit on me, Aibolit,
And like a big ship
I'll take you forward!"

And sat on the whale Aibolit
And only one word repeats:
"Limpopo, Limpopo, Limpopo!"

6

And the mountains stand in his way
And he starts to crawl over the mountains,
And the mountains are getting higher, and the mountains are getting steeper,
And the mountains go under the very clouds!

"Oh, if I don't get there,
If I get lost along the way
What will become of them, the sick,
With my forest animals?

And now from a high cliff
Eagles flew to Aibolit:
"Sit down, Aibolit, on horseback,
We will take you alive!”

And sat on the eagle Aibolit
And only one word repeats:
"Limpopo, Limpopo, Limpopo!"

And in Africa
And in Africa
On black
Limpopo,
Sitting and crying
In Africa
Sad Hippo.

He's in Africa, he's in Africa
Sitting under a palm tree
And on the sea from Africa
Looks without rest:
Doesn't he ride in a boat
Dr. Aibolit?

And roam along the road
Elephants and Rhinos
And they say angrily:
“Well, there is no Aibolit?”

And next to the hippos
Grabbed their tummies:
They, the hippos,
Belly ache.

And then the ostriches
They squeal like pigs.
Oh, sorry, sorry, sorry
Poor ostriches!

Both measles and diphtheria they have,
And smallpox, and bronchitis they have,
And their head hurts
And my throat hurts.

They lie and rave:
“Well, why doesn’t he go,
Well, why doesn't he go?
Dr. Aibolit?"

And crouched next to
toothy shark,
toothy shark
Lies in the sun.

Oh, her little ones
The poor sharks
It's been twelve days
Teeth hurt!

And a dislocated shoulder
At the poor grasshopper;
He does not jump, he does not jump,
And he weeps bitterly
And the doctor calls:
“Oh, where is the good doctor?
When will he come?"

But look, some bird
Getting closer and closer through the air rushes.
On the bird, look, Aibolit is sitting
And he waves his hat and shouts loudly:
"Long live dear Africa!"

And all the children are happy and happy:
“I have arrived, I have arrived! Hooray! Hooray!"

And the bird is circling above them,
And the bird sits on the ground.
And Aibolit runs to the hippos,
And slaps them on the tummies
And all in order
Gives you chocolate
And puts and puts them thermometers!

And to the striped
He runs to the tiger cubs.
And to the poor hunchbacks
sick camels,
And every gogol
Every mogul,
Gogol-mogul,
Gogol-mogul,
He will treat you with mogul-mogul.

Ten nights Aibolit
Doesn't eat, doesn't drink, doesn't sleep
ten nights in a row
He heals the unfortunate animals
And puts and puts them thermometers.

9

So he cured them
Limpopo!
So he cured the sick.
Limpopo!
And they went to laugh
Limpopo!
And dance and play
Limpopo!

And Shark Karakula
Right eye winked
And laughs, and laughs,
Like someone is tickling her.

And little hippos
Grabbed by the tummies
And they laugh, they flood - So the oaks are shaking.

Here comes Hippo, here comes Popo,
Hippo Popo, Hippo Popo!
Here comes the Hippo.
It comes from Zanzibar.
He goes to Kilimanjaro - And he shouts, and he sings:
“Glory, glory to Aibolit!
Glory to the good doctors!