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That was all the cat had.Meanwhile at home the mother waited and waited for Peter to come back from the river with his fish. They would drink tea with honey bread and strawberry jam. When Natasha came to the gate doors, they opened quietly without making any noise, because of the oil she had poured into its hinges.Meanwhile, the thin black cat sat at the loom. When she does, you must throw the towel behind you. You will ask her for a needle and thread. "You must take both of those," said the cat.
snapped the stepmother, knocking the needle and thread out of the girl’s hand.Shaking with fear, Natasha said, "Well, how do I find my auntie?" "I know how to get rid of the brat, for good" the stepmother said to herself with a smile.How could she get rid of the girl once and for all?The very next morning, the old man left to visit some friends in the next village. She has iron teeth for eating children when she can get them (Russian parents tell their children that Baba Yaga eats only children who misbehave).
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She named him Peter, and made a little suit of clothes and a cloth cap for him to wear.One day Peter put on his little coat and went out in a boat to fish on the river.At noon his mother went down to the bank of the stream and called to him, “Peter, Peter, bring your boat to shore, for I have brought a little cake for you to eat.”The boat floated up to the shore; Peter took the cake and went back to his fishing again.Now it so happened that a Baba Yaga, a terrible witch, was hiding in the bushes near-by.
"“GRRR!” Baba Yaga grabbed the cat and shook it hard. Now off with you, you lazy girl!" At first, Natasha was glad to have a stepmother to look after her.
Baba Yaga hopped along the shore until she finally found a shallow place and crossed it. When Natasha pushed them a bit to go through, they made a terrible squeaking sound. "How lucky," said the little girl, "that I have some bread and meat." The dishes from dinner needed washing, and the floor must be swept clean till it shone.Yet something else was worse than all of this. "Who asked YOU?!" Baba Yaga is a famous witch of the East. ""Don't worry," said the thin black cat. As a result, he decided not to bring the little boat in the first time. "Why, this is the girl who gave me that bread and meat," said the dog. It grew bigger and bigger, and became wetter and wetter. “I know who has done this,” she cried, “and as soon as I get my eyes open, I will go after her and tear her to pieces.” Then she called to the cat to come and scratch her eyes open with its sharp little claws.“That I will not,” answered the cat. Poor Natasha! The cat said, "Little girl, do you want to get out of here? "Good luck, child." smiled Baba Yaga, flashing her iron teeth. Then the mother knew that a witch had carried off the little boy.Now the woman had a very faithful servant, and when this girl heard her mistress wailing, she asked her what the matter was.The woman told her all that she had seen down at the river, and how she was sure a Baba Yaga had flown away with Peter.“Mistress,” said the girl, “there is no reason for you to despair.
She would run into the backyard and to the shed to hide. As soon as he was out of sight, the wicked stepmother spun around to Natasha.“Listen to me,” she hissed. It will turn into a big, wide river and it will take her time to cross that river. Baba Yaga hopped back onto her broom, and flew over the dried-up river to catch Natasha.Natasha had run on quite a distance ahead. Filled with joy, she began to rock and sing to it again; she kept it up for a long time, and when she looked again, there, instead of the stick of wood, was a fine little boy in the cradle.The woman took the child up and nursed him, and after that he was to her as her own son. Little Peter knew the first time that it was not his mother calling for him because she had a different voice. Presently she looked and saw that the stick had arms and legs. "Baba Yaga" is adapted from "Baba Yaga and the Little Girl with the Kind Heart" from Old Peter's Russian Tales (Jonathan Cape Ltd: London, 1916), pp. He wondered where his mother had gone, and stepped out of his boat to look for her.Immediately the Baba Yaga seized him.
A servant of Baba Yaga's was standing in the yard, crying and wiping her tears on her sleeve. It is brought to you by Stories to Grow by. "You must go along the road into the forest till you come to a fallen tree, then turn left" said the stepmother. Once again, the table was piled high with honey bread, strawberry jam and tea. she hollered, "why didn't you teaer her to pieces when she ran out of the house? They were stuck tight with pitch. "How lucky," she said, “there’s some oil left.” She poured the few drops left on the hinges of the gate. ""Has she now?"
Why did such small gifts mean so much? Soon a deep, wide river stood between the little girl and Baba Yaga!Natasha kept running. She turned yellow when she saw the girl, and her eyes glowed green, showing her true self. The girl walked along the road to the forest, then to the fallen tree, then she turned left. "You!" She untied her handkerchief, shook it clean, and carefully put the scraps of food in her pockets.
The little girl stepped in. Sadly, the old man believed his new wife.One day, the stepmother decided she could not stand the sight of Natasha one more day. She had scraggly white hair, a very long nose, and when she smiled, showed a mouth full of iron teeth.
At tea time, they would play peek-a-boo behind the samovar (a very tall teapot used in Russia).