Nobility is stronger than fear!. Ванда Михайловна Петрова

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      And from this very thought the Little Mouse really didn't feel so scared and even the trees lost their frightening look, but seemed enveloped in spring color, which made the Little Mouse very happy and gave him vigor in the night forest.

      Yes, hedgehog Mouse himself tried to fantasize from trees and bushes something friendly and cheerful. And to the cries of night birds he tried to pick up a cheerful melody. This, after all, was his native forest, so why should he be afraid! So, the belated traveler encouraged himself.

      All the forest friends of the Little Mouse hedgehog have long been asleep. And no one greeted the little traveler in the night forest. From this, the hedgehog Mouse again returned to the fear of snakes, which now no one could prevent from crawling anywhere, including towards him! And then the little mouse hedgehog decided to scare away all the snakes himself, so that if they were nearby, they would crawl away to the other side from him. Let the snakes not touch him, and he will not touch the snakes, so the belated traveler decided and began to gather courage, so that «the whole forest!» sing your road song!

      Little Mouse called his song «Home with a song!»

      Song of the hedgehog Mouse «Home with a song!»

      I'm a hedgehog! I'm a hedgehog!

      My skin of needles!

      Here!

      Bumps, pits, bumps,

      Hard dried knots

      I lost count!

      Only everyone has known for a long time

      That I'm running home with a song!

      And my mother meets me at the gate!

      How is life, mom will ask,

      My little hedgehog is stubborn

      The bravest, the smartest!

      And he will call to the table, where the dinner is delicious!

      Here!

      Dad is at home! Sisters! Brothers!

      Mom in the best dress!

      And the rosy sweet cake is already waiting!

      I'll wash myself clean, clean!

      And I'll sit on the chair quickly!

      Because the table is set!

      Tea is poured into cups!

      This is the last turn to the house!

      I'm a hedgehog! I'm a hedgehog!

      My skin of needles!

      Here!

      Bumps, pits, bumps,

      I lost count of the hard, dry twigs!

      Only everyone has known for a long time

      That I'm running home with a song!

      And my mother meets me at the gate!

      Here!

      Seeing his mother's handkerchief in the dark, the hedgehog slowed down, giving himself the opportunity to catch his breath. And the fearless Hedgehog was approaching his house and waiting for him, singing his wonderful song!

      But so far, the little hedgehog Mouse, with all its four legs, was running through the night copse, hurrying to run to his garden as soon as possible, where everything was familiar and did not seem terrible and monstrous, and there it was already not far from mother's white kerchief!

      And the belated traveler, under the words of his song – bumps, pits, bumps, hard dried knots, I lost track of how I could, accelerated my run.

      At about the same time, only not along the copse, but through the garden, I also ran to my home a little mouse and running past the summer kitchen, I saw the door ajar. Without having time to think about anything, the mouse quickly ducked behind the kitchen threshold and immediately found itself under a brightly burning light right at the feet of the Kitchen Mistress!