|russian fairytales part 5
||[Jan. 18th, 2011|01:02 am]
More than anything, the Hedgehog loved the first real days of spring. Already, there was not a single inlet of snow left in the forest. Thunder rattled in the sky during the night, and although you could not see the lightning, the rain poured down until dawn.
"The forest is washing itself!" - thought the Hedgehog - "Firs, stumps, clearings - everything is getting washed. The birds are now flying from the South, and the rain is cleaning their feathers too!"
In the morning, the Hedgehog came out on his porch and waited for the clean, bathed birds.
-They still did not arrive! - said the Squirrel.
-Kar-r-r! It is ha-r-rd fo-r-r them to t-r-r-avel! - crowed the Crow.
But the Hedgehog would smell the air and say-
"It still smells like the clean birds!"
Then the Woodpecker on top of his pine, started grooming his feathers.
"I should also be clean! - he thought - Otherwise, they will fly in and say: Woodpecker, why are you so dusty?"
The Rabbit was sitting under a bush, washing his ears.
-You know, you should use a pine cone - yelled the Hedgehog to him - the dirt comes out much better with the pine cone!
-And what would you advise I use to clean my horns? - asked the Moose who came to the clearing before Hedgehog's house.
-Sand! - said the Hedgehog - Nothing beats sand when it comes to cleaning horns.
The Moose then made his way to the riverbank, and laid next to the water. Nearby, the Fox was standing in the middle of the current, picking out fleas. The Moose asked the Fox to help him clean his horns -
-I feel so self conscious - mumbled the Moose, - the birds will soon be here, and my horns still aren't clean.
-All right, i will clean your horns for you! - replied the Fox to the Moose.
Fox was clever and really knew how to clean oneself. He was sitting up to his neck in the ice cold water, holding in his outstretched paw above his head a fistful of withered grass. The fleas got cold in the water and made their way to the grass. And when all the fleas were on the grass, the Fox threw it in the river and the current carried it away. Then the Fox started polishing Moose's horns with the sand.
-Do you want them shining? -asked the Fox.
-No- said the Hedgehog- shining horns do not look good. They should be..marble?
-So the horns should not shine? - verified the Fox just to make sure.
-They should not shine- said the Hedgehog.
And the Moose felt so good that he snorted with pleasure.
The Woodpecker also groomed all his feathers and was looking young and clean. The Rabbit finished washing his ears and now started on his tail. As for the Hedgehog, he cleaned every single one of his needles with a little rag. He was so clean, that now even the cleanest bird could not say that it was cleaner than the Hedgehog!