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Fairy tales for children 2 years old must be selected very carefully. A two-year-old child, like a sponge, absorbs everything new. Therefore, choosing fairy tales for reading, you need to try so that they contribute to the comprehensive development of the baby.

Fairy tales for children 2 years old list

We have compiled a list of fairy tales for children 2 years old that will arouse a keen interest in the child and will be useful to him. Any of the fairy tales in the list can be read online on our website.

Fairy tales for children 2 years old read

It is better for a two-year-old child not to read fairy tales online, but to tell them. Easy-to-understand short, with a simple plot, interesting, memorable Russian folk tales: Hen Ryaba, Teremok, Turnip, Kolobok. These works should be the first fairy tales of every crumb. They are the beginning of a child's love of reading. It is these bestsellers for the little ones that are a universal means for conveying ideas about the world around them. Giving the first life lessons, these fairy tales capture the mind, feelings, imagination of the baby. No less useful for two-year-old kids are the kind and funny tales of Samuil Marshak and Vladimir Suteev. Well, a close acquaintance with the poetic genre is useful to start with the tales of Korney Chukovsky. Reading online fairy tales for children 2 years old from a recognized classic of children's literature is a pleasure. The kid sees at once a bright picture. Large poetic tales can be given to the child in parts. Start expressively reciting, for example, the beginning of the fairy tale Telephone, beloved by all the crumbs. Repeat several quatrains 2-3 times. Add a little each day. Within a few days, the baby will not only recognize the lines from the fairy tale, but will also remember them and will gladly help you. By the way, this is a phenomenon of Chukovsky's fairy tales: kids remember them amazingly quickly.

1 The Tale of the Sad Bunny - Malyshev M.I.


Met somehow in the forest Squirrel and Hare. - Why are you so unhappy? - the Squirrel asks the Hare. - There is such beauty all around - summer, flowers, and you, for some unknown reason, are sad. Maybe something...

2 Gift of the troll - Wallenberg A.


A tale about a five-year-old peasant boy, Ulle, whose parents worked in the fields all day and were locked up at home. They warned their son that an evil troll might come and steal him. Troll's gift to read Once upon a time...

3 Bottle mail for dad - Schirnek H.


A fairy tale about a girl Hanna whose father is an explorer of the seas and oceans. Hannah writes letters to her father in which she talks about her life. Hanna's family is unusual: both her father's profession and her mother's work are ...

4 The best gift - Malyshev M.I.


Kozlik lived in the same yard. A goat is like a goat - quick, playful, with small horns and hooves. But this Goat was very curious. He could not indifferently pass by the burdock without trying to find out ...

5 Leather bag - Wallenberg A.


A fairy tale about a poor peasant Niklas, who, due to a drought, had nothing to feed his family with. Once in the forest, he saw a troll digging out a leather bag with magic grains, the crop from which grows before his eyes.…

6 How cowardly people are - Bergman Ya.


A fairy tale about a seven-year-old girl Anna-Lisa, who was not allowed to go to a large garden, as an evil bear could enter there. Once, when her parents were not at home, Anne-Lisa went to the garden for an apple and ...

7 Adventures of Cipollino - Rodari D.

A fairy tale about a smart boy from a large family of poor onions. One day, his father accidentally stepped on the foot of Prince Lemon, who was passing by their house. For this, his father was thrown into prison, and Cipollino decided ...

8 Self-taught doctor - Malyshev M.I.


The Hare found a bottle in the forest, read the syllables on the label: "Kas-tor-ka" and was delighted: "I will become a doctor." The news that the Hare had a cure spread throughout the forest. And they ran, flew to the Hare ...

Russian folk tale "Geese-swans"

There lived a husband and a wife. They had a daughter, Masha, and a son, Vanyushka. Once father and mother gathered in the city and said to Masha:

- Well, daughter, be smart: don't go anywhere, take care of your brother. And we will bring you presents from the bazaar.

So the father and mother left, and Masha put her brother on the grass under the window and ran out into the street, to her friends.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, swan geese swooped in, picked up Vanyushka, put him on wings and carried him away.

Masha returned, looking - there is no brother! She gasped, rushed back and forth - Vanyushka was nowhere to be seen. She called, she called, her brother did not respond. Masha began to cry, but tears cannot help grief. She is to blame, she herself must find her brother.

Masha ran out into the open field, looked around. He sees - swan geese darted in the distance and disappeared behind a dark forest.

Masha guessed that it was the geese-swans that had carried away her brother, and rushed to catch up with them.

She ran, she ran, she sees - there is a stove in the field. Masha to her:

- Stove, stove, tell me, where did the swan geese fly to?

“Throw wood at me,” says the stove, “then I’ll tell you!”

Masha rather chopped firewood, threw it into the stove.

The stove told her which way to run.

He sees - there is an apple tree, all hung with ruddy apples, branches bent down to the ground. Masha to her:

- Apple tree, apple tree, tell me, where did the swan geese fly to?

- Shake my apples - I'll tell you where the swan geese flew.

Masha shook the apples, the apple tree lifted the branches, straightened the leaves, Masha showed the way.

- Milk river - kissel banks, where did the swan geese fly?

“A stone fell on me,” the river answers. - Move it to the side, I'll tell you where the swan geese flew.

Masha moved the stone.

The river murmured, told Masha where to run, where to look for swan geese.

Masha ran and ran and ran to the dense forest. He stands on the edge and does not know where to go now, what to do. He looks - a hedgehog sits under a stump.

“Hedgehog, hedgehog,” Masha asks, “didn’t you see where the swan geese flew to?”

hedgehog says:

“Wherever I go, go there, too!”

He curled up in a ball and rolled between the fir trees, between the birches. Rolled, rolled and rolled to the hut on chicken legs. Masha looks - Baba Yaga is sitting in that hut, spinning yarn. And Vanyushka is playing with golden apples near. Masha crept quietly to the hut, grabbed her brother and ran home.

A little later, Baba Yaga looked out the window—no boy! She called the swan geese:

- Hurry, swan geese, fly in pursuit, take Vanyushka away!

Geese-swans soared, screamed, flew.

And Masha runs, carries her brother, does not feel her legs under her. I looked back, I saw swan geese ... What should I do? She ran to the milky river, the jelly banks. And the swan geese scream, flap their wings, catch up with her ...

“River, river,” Masha asks, “hide me!”

The river put her and her brother under a steep bank, hid them from the swan geese.

The swan geese did not see Masha, they flew past. Masha came out from under the steep bank, thanked the river and ran again.

And the swan geese noticed her - they returned, flying towards her. Masha ran up to the apple tree: "Apple tree, apple tree, hide me!"

The apple tree covered it with branches, covered it with leaves. Geese-swans circled, circled, did not find Masha and Vanyusha and flew past.

Masha came out from under the apple tree, thanked her and started running again.

She runs, carries her brother, and the house is not far ... But unfortunately, the geese-swans saw her again - and, well, behind her!

They cackle, swoop in, flap their wings over their heads—they’ll tear Vanyushka out of his hands... It’s good that the stove is nearby. Masha to her: - Stove, stove, hide me! The stove hid it, closed it with a damper.

The swan geese flew up to the stove, let's open the damper, but it wasn't there. They poked themselves into the chimney, but they didn’t hit the stove, they only smeared the wings with soot.

They circled, circled, shouted, shouted, and so on with nothing and returned to Baba Yaga.

And Masha and Vanyushka got out of the stove and set off home at full speed. She ran home, washed her brother, combed her hair, put him on a bench, and sat next to him herself.

Soon both father and mother returned from the city, the gifts were brought.

Russian folk tale "The goatlings and the wolf"

There lived a goat. The goat made herself a hut in the forest and settled in it with her kids. Every day the goat went to the forest for food. She will go away herself, and she tells the children to lock themselves tightly and tightly and not to unlock the doors for anyone. The goat returns home, knocks on the door and sings:

- Goats, kids,

Open up, open up!

Your mother has come

Milk brought.

I, a goat, was in the forest,

Ate silk grass

I drank cold water;

Milk runs along the notch,

From the notch on the hooves,

And from the hoofs into the cheese the ground.

The kids will hear their mother and unlock her doors. She will feed them and go out to graze again.

The wolf overheard the goat and, when the goat left, he went to the door of the hut and sang in a thick, thick voice:

- You, kids, you, fathers,

Open up, open up!

Your mother has come

She brought milk...

Hooves full of water!

The kids listened to the wolf and say:

And they did not open the door to the wolf. The wolf left without salty slurping.

The mother came and praised the children that they obeyed her:

- You are clever, little children, that you did not unlock the wolf, otherwise he would have eaten you.

Russian folk tale "Masha and the Bear"

There lived a grandfather and a grandmother. They had a granddaughter Masha.

Once the girlfriends gathered in the forest - for mushrooms and for berries. They came to call Mashenka with them.

“Grandfather, grandmother,” says Masha, “let me go into the forest with my friends!”

Grandparents answer:

- Go, just look from the girlfriends do not lag behind - otherwise you will get lost.

The girls came to the forest, began to pick mushrooms and berries. Here Masha - tree by tree, bush by bush - and went far, far from her friends.

She began to haunt, began to call them. And the girlfriends do not hear, do not respond.

Mashenka walked and walked through the woods—she got completely lost.

She came to the very wilderness, to the very thicket. He sees - there is a hut. Mashenka knocked on the door - they did not answer. She pushed the door, the door opened.

Mashenka entered the hut, sat down by the window on a bench.

Sit down and think:

“Who lives here? Why can't you see anyone?"

And in that hut lived a huge bear. Only he was not at home then: he walked through the forest.

The bear returned in the evening, saw Masha, was delighted.

“Aha,” he says, “now I won’t let you go!” You will live with me. You will heat the stove, you will cook porridge, feed me porridge.

Masha grieve, grieved, but nothing can be done. She began to live with a bear in a hut.

The bear will go into the forest for the whole day, and Mashenka is punished not to leave the hut anywhere without him.

“And if you leave,” he says, “I’ll catch it anyway and then I’ll eat it!”

Mashenka began to think how she could escape from the bear. Around the forest, in which direction to go - does not know, there is no one to ask ...

She thought and thought and thought.

Once a bear comes from the forest, and Mashenka says to him:

- Bear, bear, let me go to the village for a day: I will bring gifts to my grandmother and grandfather.

- No, - says the bear, - you will get lost in the forest. Give me the gifts, I'll take them myself.

And Mashenka needs it!

She baked pies, took out a big, big box and said to the bear:

“Here, look: I will put pies in this box, and you take them to your grandfather and grandmother.” Yes, remember: do not open the box on the way, do not take out the pies. I'll climb into the oak tree and I'll follow you!

- Okay, - the bear answers, - let's box! Mashenka says:

- Go out on the porch, see if it's raining?

As soon as the bear came out onto the porch, Mashenka immediately climbed into the box, and put a dish of pies on her head.

The bear returned, he sees that the box is ready. He put him on his back and went to the village. A bear walks between the fir trees, a bear wanders between birches, descends into ravines, rises to the hillocks. Walked, walked, tired and says:

- I'll sit on a stump,

Eat a pie!

And Mashenka from the box:

- See see!

Don't sit on a stump

Don't eat the pie!

Take it to grandma

Bring it to grandpa!

“Look, what a big-eyed one,” says the bear, “sees everything!” He picked up the box and went on. Walked, walked, walked, stopped, sat down and said:

- I'll sit on a stump,

Eat a pie!

And Mashenka from the box again:

- See see!

Don't sit on a stump

Don't eat the pie!

Take it to grandma

Bring it to grandpa!

Surprised bear:

- What a clever one! Sits high, looks far!

I got up and walked faster.

I came to the village, found the house where my grandparents lived, and let's knock on the gate with all our might:

- Knock-Knock! Unlock, open! I brought you presents from Mashenka.

And the dogs sensed the bear and rushed at him. From all yards they run, they bark!

The bear was frightened, put the box at the gate and set off into the forest without looking back.

Then grandfather and grandmother came out to the gate. They see - the box is worth it.

- What's in the box? Grandma says.

And grandfather lifted the lid, looks and does not believe his eyes: Masha is in the box, sitting, alive and well.

Grandpa and grandma rejoiced. They began to hug, kiss, and call Mashenka a clever girl.

Russian folk tale "Teremok"

Stands in the field Teremok.

A mouse runs past. I saw the tower, stopped and asked:

Nobody responds.

The mouse entered the tower and began to live in it. A frog jumped up to the tower and asked:

- I'm a mouse-norushka! And who are you?

- And I'm a frog.

- Come live with me!

The frog jumped into the tower. They began to live together.

Runaway bunny runs past. Stop and ask:

Terem-teremok! Who lives in the terem?

- I'm a mouse-norushka!

- I'm a frog. And who are you?

- I'm a runaway bunny.

- Come live with us!

Hare jump into the tower! They began to live together.

There is a fox-sister. She knocked on the window and asked:

- Terem-teremok! Who lives in the terem?

- I'm a mouse.

- I'm a frog.

- I'm a runaway bunny.

- And who are you?

- And I'm a fox-sister.

- Come live with us!

The fox climbed into the tower. The four of them began to live.

A top-gray barrel came running, looked in the door and asked:

- Terem-teremok! Who lives in the terem?

- I'm a mouse.

- I'm a frog.

- I'm a runaway bunny.

- I'm a fox-sister.

- And who are you?

- And I'm a top-gray barrel.

- Come live with us!

The wolf got into the tower. The five of us began to live.

Here they all live in the tower, they sing songs.

Suddenly a clumsy bear walks by. The bear saw the teremok, heard the songs, stopped and roared at the top of his lungs:

- Terem-teremok! Who lives in the terem?

- I'm a mouse.

- I'm a frog.

- I'm a runaway bunny.

- I'm a fox-sister.

- I, a top-gray barrel.

- And who are you?

- And I'm a clumsy bear.

- Come live with us!

The bear climbed into the tower. Lez-climb, climb-climb—he couldn’t get in and says:

“I’d rather live on your roof.”

The bear climbed onto the roof. Just sat down - fuck! - crushed the teremok.

The tower crackled, fell on its side and fell apart.

They barely managed to jump out of it: a mouse-louse, a frog-frog, a runaway bunny, a fox-sister, a top-gray barrel - all are safe and sound.

They began to carry logs, cut boards - to build a new tower. Built better than before!

Tolstoy Lev Nikolaevich "Three Bears"

One girl left home for the forest. She got lost in the forest and began to look for her way home, but she did not find it, but came to the house in the forest.

The door was open: she looked through the door, saw that there was no one in the house, and entered. Three bears lived in this house. One bear was a father, his name was Mikhail Ivanovich. He was big and shaggy. The other was a bear. She was smaller, and her name was Nastasya Petrovna. The third was a little bear cub, and his name was Mishutka. The bears were not at home, they went for a walk in the forest.

There were two rooms in the house: one dining room, the other bedroom. The girl entered the dining room and saw three cups of stew on the table. The first cup, a very large one, was by Mikhayla Ivanovicheva. The second cup, smaller, was Nastasya Petrovnina; the third, little blue cup, was Mishutkin. Beside each cup lay a spoon: large, medium and small.

The girl took the biggest spoon and drank from the biggest cup; then she took a medium spoon and sipped from the middle cup, then she took a small spoon and sipped from the little blue cup; and Mishutkin's stew seemed to her the best.

The girl wanted to sit down and saw three chairs at the table: one large, Mikhayla Ivanych's, another smaller one, Nastasya Petrovnin's, and the third, small, with a little blue cushion, Mishutkin's. She climbed onto a large chair and fell; then she sat down on the middle chair, it was awkward on it, then she sat down on the small chair and laughed, it was so good. She took the little blue cup on her knees and began to eat. She ate all the stew and began to swing on a chair.

The chair broke and she fell to the floor. She got up, picked up a chair and went to another room. There were three beds: one large bed for Mikhail Ivanychev, another medium bed for Nastasya Petrovnina, and a third small one for Mishenkina. The girl lay down in a large one, it was too spacious for her; lay down in the middle—it was too high; she lay down in the little one - the bed fit her just right, and she fell asleep.

And the bears came home hungry and wanted to have dinner. The big bear took his cup, looked and roared in a terrible voice: “Who drank in my cup!”

Nastasya Petrovna looked at her cup and growled not so loudly: "Who drank in my cup!"

But Mishutka saw his empty cup and squeaked in a thin voice: “Who sipped in my cup and sipped everything!”

Mikhailo Ivanovich looked at his chair and growled in a terrible voice: "Who was sitting on my chair and moved it!"

Nastasya Petrovna glanced at her chair and growled not so loudly: "Who was sitting on my chair and moved it!"

Mishutka looked at his broken chair and squeaked: “Who was sitting on my chair and broke it!”

The bears came to another room. "Who got into my bed and crushed it!" roared Mikhailo Ivanovich in a terrible voice. "Who got into my bed and crushed it!" growled Nastasya Petrovna, not so loudly. And Mishenka put up a bench, climbed into his bed and squeaked in a thin voice: “Who went to bed in my bed!” And suddenly he saw the girl and squealed as if he was being cut: “Here she is! Hold it, hold it! Here she is! Here she is! Ay-yay! Hold on!

He wanted to bite her. The girl opened her eyes, saw the bears and rushed to the window. The window was open, she jumped out the window and ran away. And the bears did not catch up with her.

Brothers Grimm, Jacob and Wilhelm "Pot of porridge"

There lived a girl. The girl went to the forest for berries and met an old woman there.

“Hello, girl,” the old woman said to her. Give me berries, please.

“Here, grandma,” the girl says.

The old woman ate the berries and said:

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

- One two Three,

Pot, cook! —

and he will start cooking delicious, sweet porridge.

And you say to him:

- One two Three,

Boil no more! —

and he will stop cooking.

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

The mother was delighted with this pot.

And how not to rejoice? Without labor and hassle, delicious, sweet porridge is always ready for lunch.

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

- One two Three,

Pot, cook! —

he started cooking. Made a lot of porridge. Mother ate, became full. And the pot cooks everything and cooks porridge. How to stop it? Should have said:

- One two Three,

Boil no more! —

Yes, the mother forgot these words, but the girl was not at home.

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

The mother was frightened, ran after the girl, but she couldn’t get across the road - hot porridge flows like a river.

Good thing the girl was close to home. She saw what was happening in the street, and ran home. Somehow she climbed onto the porch, opened the door and shouted:

- One two Three,

Boil no more! —

and the pot stopped cooking porridge. And he cooked so much of it that the one who had to go from the village to the city had to eat his way through the porridge.

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

Eskimo fairy tale "How the fox offended the bull"

Once a fox was walking along the seashore. And the goby, a sea fish, leaned out of the water and began to look at the fox.

The fox saw the goby and sang:

- bull, bull,

goggle-eyed,

Bull, bull,

bigmouth,

Bull, bull,

Spiny barrel!

And the bull says to her:

- And you are shaggy, and your eyes are round! And you can't live in the sea!

The little fox cried and ran home. The mother fox asks:

Who offended you, daughter? Why are you crying?

How can I not cry? The sea goby offended me. He told me that I was shaggy and my eyes were round.

And the fox asks:

"And you didn't tell him anything?" Foxy says:

- Said.

- What did you say to him? the fox asked.

- And I told him that he was goggle-eyed and big-mouthed.

“You see,” said the mother fox, “you offended him first.

An invaluable source of wisdom and inspiration for the child. In this section, you can read your favorite fairy tales online for free and give children the first important lessons in the world order and morality. It is from the magical story that children learn about good and evil, and also that these concepts are far from absolute. Each fairy tale has a short description, which will help parents choose a topic that is relevant for the age of the child, and provide him with a choice.

Listening to fairy tales, children not only acquire the necessary knowledge, but also learn to build relationships in society, relating themselves to one or another fictional character. On the experience of the relationship between fairy tale characters the child understands that it is not worth unconditionally trusting strangers. Our site presents the most famous fairy tales for your children. Choose interesting fairy tales in the presented table.

Why is it useful to read fairy tales?

Various plots of the fairy tale help the child to understand that the world around him can be contradictory and rather complicated. While listening to the adventures of the hero, children are confronted virtually with injustice, hypocrisy and pain. But this is how a baby learns to appreciate love, honesty, friendship and beauty. Always having a happy ending, fairy tales help the kid to be an optimist and resist all kinds of troubles in life.

The entertainment component of fairy tales should not be underestimated. Listening to exciting stories has a lot of advantages, for example, in comparison with watching cartoons - there is no threat to the baby's vision. Moreover, listening to children's fairy tales performed by parents, the baby learns many new words and learns to correctly articulate sounds. It is difficult to overestimate the importance of this, because scientists have long proven that nothing affects the future comprehensive development of a child like early speech development.

What are fairy tales for children?

Fairy tales there are different ones: magical - exciting children's imagination with a riot of fantasy; household - telling about a simple everyday life, in which magic is also possible; about animals - where the leading characters are not people, but various animals so dearly loved by children. Our site contains a large number of such fairy tales. Here you can read for free what will be interesting to the baby. Convenient navigation will help make finding the right material quick and easy.

Read annotations to give the child the right to independently choose a fairy tale, because most modern child psychologists believe that the key to the future love of kids for reading lies in the freedom of choice of material. We give you and your child unlimited freedom in choosing wonderful children's fairy tales!