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Zinka was a young titmouse, and she did not have her own nest. All day long she flew from place to place, jumped over fences, over branches, over roofs - tits are a lively people. And in the evening he will look after himself an empty hollow or some kind of crack under the roof, hide there, fluff his feathers more magnificently, - somehow he will sleep through the night. But once - in the middle of winter - she was lucky to find a free sparrow's nest. It was placed above the window behind the window. Inside was a whole feather bed of soft fluff. And for the first time, as she flew out of her native nest, Zinka fell asleep in warmth and peace. Suddenly at night she was awakened by a loud noise. There was noise in the house, a bright light beat from the window. Titmouse was frightened, jumped out of the nest and, clinging to the frame with her claws, looked out the window. There was a big tree in the room, right up to the ceiling, full of lights and snow and toys. All around her, children jumped and screamed. Zinka had never seen people behave like this at night before. After all, she was born only last summer and still did not know much in the world. She fell asleep long after midnight, when the people in the house finally calmed down and the light went out in the window. And in the morning, Zinka was awakened by a cheerful, loud cry of sparrows. She flew out of the nest and asked them: - Are you sparrows screaming? And people were making noise all night long, they didn’t let me sleep. What happened? — How? the sparrows were surprised. "Don't you know what day it is today?" After all, today is the New Year, so everyone rejoices - both people and us. How is it New Year's? - the titmouse did not understand. - Oh, you yellow-mouthed! the sparrows chirped. - Why, it's the biggest holiday of the year! The sun returns to us and begins its calendar. Today is the first day of January. - And what is "January", "calendar"? “Ugh, how small are you!” - the sparrows were outraged. — The calendar is the schedule of the sun for the whole year. The year consists of months, and January is its first month, the spout of the year. It is followed by another ten months - as many as people have fingers on their front paws: February, March, April, May, June, July, August, September, October, November. And the most last month, twelfth, tail of the year - December. Remember? “No, no,” said the titmouse. “Where can I remember so much at once!” "Nose", "ten fingers" and "tail" remembered. And they are all called painfully tricky. “Listen to me,” Old Sparrow said then. - You fly yourself through gardens, fields and forests, fly and look closely at what is happening around. And when you hear that the month is ending, fly to me. I live here, in this house under the roof. I'll tell you what each month is called. You will memorize all of them one by one. - Thank you! - Zinka was delighted. “I will certainly fly to you every month. Goodbye! And she flew and flew for thirty days, and on the thirty-first she returned and told the Old Sparrow everything she noticed. And the Old Sparrow said to her: - Well, remember: January - the first month of the year - begins with a cheerful Christmas tree for the guys. Every day the sun starts to rise earlier and go to bed later. The light is coming day by day, and the frost is getting stronger. The sky is all cloudy. And when the sun peeps through, you, titmouse, want to sing. And you quietly try your voice: "Zin-zin-tyu! Zin-zin-tyu!" FEBRUARY
The sun came out again, so cheerful, bright. It even warmed a little, icicles hung from the roofs, and water flowed over them. "So spring begins," Zinka decided. Formed and sang loudly: - Zin-zin-tang! Zin-zin-tang! Take off your coat! “It’s early, little bird, she sang,” Old Sparrow told her. “Look how cold it will be.” We'll pay more. - Well, yes! - did not believe the tit. “I’ll fly to the forest today, find out what the news is there.” And flew. She really liked the forest: so many trees! Nothing that all the branches are covered with snow, and whole snowdrifts are piled on the wide paws of the fir trees. It's even very beautiful. And if you jump onto a branch, the snow falls and sparkles with multi-colored sparks. Zinka jumped on the branches, shook off the snow from them and examined the bark. Her eye is sharp, lively - she will not miss a single crack. Zinka puts a bale with a sharp nose into a crack, gouges a hole wider - and drags some insect-bug out from under the bark. Many insects stuff themselves under the bark for the winter - from the cold. Zinka will pull it out and eat it. That's how it feeds. And she notices that around. Looks: wood mouse jumped out from under the snow. Trembling, all ruffled. - What are you? - Zinka asks. - Fu, I'm scared! says the wood mouse. She caught her breath and said: “I was running in a pile of brushwood under the snow, but suddenly I fell into a deep hole. And this, it turns out, is a bear's lair. A bear lies in it, and she has two tiny newborn cubs. It’s good that they were fast asleep, they didn’t notice me. Zinka flew further into the forest; I met a woodpecker, a red hat. Made friends with him. With his strong faceted nose, he breaks large pieces of bark, and gets fat larvae. Titmouse after him, too, something falls. Zinka flies after a woodpecker, ringing a cheerful bell through the forest: - Every day everything is brighter, everything is more fun, everything is more fun! Suddenly there was a hiss all around, a drifting snow ran through the forest, the forest hummed, and it became dark in it, as in the evening. Out of nowhere, the wind blew up, the trees swayed, snowdrifts flew from the spruce paws, snow sprinkled, curled - a blizzard began. Zinka subsided, shrunk into a ball, and the wind was tearing her off the branch, ruffling her feathers and freezing her body under them. It’s good that the woodpecker let her into his spare hollow, otherwise the titmouse would have disappeared. A blizzard raged day and night, and when Zinka subsided and looked out of the hollow, she did not recognize the forest, so it was covered with snow. Hungry wolves flashed through the trees, bogged down belly-deep in the loose snow. Below, under the trees, boughs, broken off by the wind, were lying, black, with peeled bark. Zinka flew to one of them to look for insects under the bark. Suddenly from under the snow - a beast! Jumped out and sat down. Himself all white, ears with black dots holds upright. He sits in a column, his eyes bulging at Zinka. Zinka's wings were taken away from fear. — Who are you? she squeaked. - I'm white. Hare I. And who are you? - Ah, the hare! - Zinka was delighted. "Then I'm not afraid of you." I am a tit. At least she had never seen hares in her eyes before, but she had heard that they did not eat birds and were afraid of everyone themselves. Do you live here on earth? Zina asked. - I live here. “But you’ll be completely covered in snow here!” - And I'm glad. The blizzard covered all traces and carried me away - so the wolves ran nearby, but they didn’t find me. Zinka also made friends with a hare. So she lived in the forest for a whole month, and everything was: now snow, now a blizzard, and then the sun will come out - the day will be fine, but still cold. She flew to the Old Sparrow, told him everything she noticed, and he says: - Remember: blizzards and snowstorms flew in February. In February, wolves are fierce, and bear cubs will be born in a bear's lair. The sun shines more cheerfully and longer, but the frosts are still strong. Now fly into the field. MARCH
Zintka flew into the field. After all, a titmouse can live wherever you want: if there were at least bushes, and she will feed herself. In the field, in the bushes, lived gray partridges- such beautiful field chickens with chocolate horseshoes on their chests. A whole flock of them lived here, digging grains from under the snow. - And where do you sleep? Zinka asked them. “And you do as we do,” say the partridges. - Look here. They all rose on wings, scattered more quickly - yes, boom from flying into the snow! Loose snow - sprinkled and covered them. And no one will see them from above, and they are warm there, on the ground, under the snow. “Well, no,” thinks Zinka, “titmouse don’t know how to do that. I’ll look for a better place to sleep.” I found a wicker basket thrown by someone in the bushes, climbed into it, and fell asleep there. And it's good that she did. The day was sunny. The snow at the top melted, became loose. And at night the frost hit. In the morning Zinka woke up, waiting - where are the partridges? They are nowhere to be seen. And where they dived into the snow in the evening, the crust glitters - an ice crust. Zinka understood what trouble the partridges got into: now they are sitting, as if in prison, under an icy roof and cannot get out. Everyone will disappear there under it! What to do here? Why, titmouse are a fighting people. Zinka flew to the crust - and let's peck him with her strong, sharp nose. And she continued, - she made a big hole. And released partridges from prison. So they praised her, thanked her! They dragged her grains, various seeds: - Live with us, don't fly anywhere! She lived. And the sun is brighter day by day, hotter day by day. Melting, melting snow in the field. And there is so little of it left that partridges can no longer spend the night in it: the chalk has become. Partridges moved to the bushes to sleep, under Zinka's basket. And then, finally, in the field on the hillocks, land appeared. And how happy everyone was! Three days have not passed here - out of nowhere, black rooks with white noses are already sitting on the thawed patches. Hello! You are welcome! Important ones walk around, gleam with a tight feather, pick the earth with their noses: worms and larvae are dragged from it. And soon after them both larks and starlings flew in, filled with songs. Zinka rings with joy, slaps: - Zin-zin-na! Zin-zin-na! Spring is upon us! Spring is upon us! War is upon us! So with this song I flew to the Old Sparrow. And he said to her, “Yes. This is the month of March. The rooks have arrived, which means that spring has really begun. Spring starts in the field. Now fly to the river. APRIL
Zinka flew to the river. He flies over the field, he flies over the meadow, he hears: everywhere the streams sing. Streams sing, streams run, - everyone gathers to the river. She flew to the river, and the river is terrible: the ice turned blue on it, water protrudes near the banks. Zinka sees: every day, more streams run to the river. A stream will make its way along the ravine imperceptibly under the snow and from the shore - jump into the river! And soon a lot of streams, streams and streams crowded into the river - they hid under the ice. Then a thin black-and-white bird flew in, runs along the shore, shakes its long tail, squeaks: - Pi-lik! Pi-lik! - What are you squeaking! Zina asks. - Why are you waving your tail? - Pi-lik! the little bird replies. "Don't you know my name?" Icebreaker. Now I’ll swing my tail, and as soon as I crack it on the ice, the ice will burst, and the river will flow. - Well, yes! - Zinka did not believe. - Boasting. — Ah so! says the little bird. - Pi-lik! And let's swing the ponytail even more. Then suddenly it thumps somewhere up the river, as if from a cannon! The icebreaker fluttered and, with a fright, flapped its wings so that in one minute it disappeared from sight. And Zinka sees: the ice cracked like glass. These are streams - all that ran into the river - as they strained, pressed from below - the ice burst. It burst and broke up into ice floes, large and small. The river has gone. she went and went, and no one could stop her. Ice floes rocked on it, swam, ran, circled each other, and those on the side were pushed ashore. At that moment, every water bird swooped in, as if somewhere nearby, around the corner, were waiting: ducks, gulls, sandpipers. And, lo and behold, the Icebreaker returned, mincing along the shore with its little legs, shaking its tail. Everyone is squealing, shouting, having fun. Who catches a fish, dives into the water after it, who pokes his nose into the mud, looking for something there, who catches flies over the shore. - Zin-zin-ho! Zin-zin-ho! Ice drift, ice drift! Zinka sang. And she flew off to tell Old Sparrow what she had seen on the river. And the old Sparrow said to her: - You see: first spring comes to the field, and then to the river. Remember: the month in which our rivers are freed from ice is called April. And now fly back to the forest: you will see what will happen there. And Zinka quickly flew into the forest. MAY
The forest was still full of snow. He hid under bushes and trees, and it was difficult for the sun to reach him there. The rye sown since autumn had long since turned green in the field, but the forest was still bare. But it was already fun in it, not like in winter. A lot has flown different birds, and they all fluttered between the trees, jumped on the ground and sang - they sang on the branches, on the tops of the trees and in the air. The sun now rose very early, went to bed late, and so diligently shone on everyone on earth and warmed them so much that it became easy to live. Titmouse no longer had to take care of the lodging for the night: if he finds a free hollow - well, he doesn’t find it - and so he will spend the night somewhere on a branch or in a thicket. And once in the evening it seemed to her that the forest was in fog. A light greenish fog enveloped all the birches, aspens, and alders. And when the next day the sun rose over the forest, little green fingers appeared on every birch, on every branch: it was the leaves that began to blossom. This is where the forest festival began. The nightingale whistled and chirped in the bushes. Frogs purred and croaked in every puddle. Trees and lilies of the valley bloomed. May beetles buzzed between the branches. Butterflies fluttered from flower to flower. The cuckoo chirped loudly. Zinka’s friend, the red-capped woodpecker, didn’t grieve that he couldn’t sing: he would find a drier twig and drum on it so famously with his nose that a ringing drum roll could be heard throughout the forest. And wild pigeons rose high above the forest and performed dizzying tricks in the air and flew dead. Everyone had fun in their own way, as best they could. Zinka was curious about everything. Zinka kept pace everywhere and rejoiced along with everyone. In the mornings, at dawn, Zinka heard someone's loud cries, as if someone was blowing trumpets somewhere beyond the forest. She flew in that direction and now she sees: a swamp, moss and moss, and pines grow on it. And they walk on a bobot like that big birds, which Zinka had never seen before - straight from the height of sheep, and their necks are long, long. Suddenly they raised their necks like trumpets, and how they trumpeted, how they thundered: Trrr-rr! Completely stunned the titmouse. Then one spread his wings and his fluffy tail, bowed to the ground to his neighbors, and suddenly began to dance: he began to laugh, trotted his feet and went in a circle, all in a circle; then he will throw out one leg, then the other, then he will bow, then he will jump, then he will squat - scream! And others look at him, gathered around, flapping their wings at once. There was no one to ask Zinka in the forest what kind of giant birds they were, and she flew to the city to the Old Sparrow. And the Old Sparrow said to her: “These are cranes; birds are serious, respectable, and now you see what they are doing. Because it is that the merry month of May has come, and the forest is dressed, and all the flowers are blooming, and all the birds are singing. The sun now warmed everyone and gave bright joy to everyone. JUNE
Zinka decided: “Today I’ll fly to all places: to the forest, and to the field, and to the river ... I’ll examine everything.” First of all, she visited her old friend, the red-capped woodpecker. And as soon as he saw her from a distance, he shouted: - Kik! Kik! Away, away! Here are my possessions! Zinka was very surprised. And she was strongly offended by the woodpecker: here's a friend for you! I remembered the field partridges, gray, with chocolate horseshoes on their chests. She flew to them in the field, looking for partridges - they are not in the old place! But there was a whole flock. Where did everyone go? She flew and flew across the field, searched and searched, and by force she found one cockerel: sitting in the rye, - and the rye is already tall, - shouting: - Chir-vik! Chir-wick! Zinka - to him. And he told her: - Chir-vik! Chir-wick! Chichire! Get out, get out of here! — How so! - Titmouse got angry. - How long ago did I save you all from death - released from the ice prison, and now you don’t let me even close to you? — Chir-vir! - the partridge cockerel was embarrassed. - True, saved from death. We remember all this. But still, fly away from me: now the time is different, this is how I want to fight! Well, the birds have no tears, otherwise Zinka would probably cry, she was so offended, she became so bitter! She turned silently, flew to the river. It flies over the bushes, suddenly out of the bushes - a gray beast! Zinka shied away. - Didn't you know? the animal laughs. “But you and I are old friends. — And who are you? Zina asks. - I'm a hare. Belyak. - What kind of white are you when you are gray? I remember a hare: he is all white, only black on his ears. - It's me who is white in winter: so that I can't be seen in the snow. And in the summer I'm gray. Well, we got talking. Nothing, they did not quarrel with him. And then the Old Sparrow explained to Zinka, - This is the month of June - the beginning of summer. All of us, the birds, have nests at this time, and in the nests there are precious eggs and chicks. We do not let anyone near our nests - neither enemy nor friend: and a friend can accidentally break an egg. The animals also have cubs, the animals also will not let anyone into their hole. One hare without worries: lost his kids all over the forest, and forgot to think about them. Why, hares need a hare mother only in the first days: they will drink mother's milk for several days, and then they themselves crammed grass. Now, - added the Old Sparrow, - the sun is at its strongest, and he has the longest working day. Now everyone on earth will find something to stuff their tummies with. JULY
“It's been six months since the Christmas tree,” said Old Sparrow, “exactly six months. Remember that the second half of the year begins at the height of summer. And now the month of July has gone. And this is the most good month both for chicks and for animals, because there is a lot of everything around: and sunlight , and warmth, and various delicious food. "Thank you," Zinka said. And flew. "It's time for me to settle down," she thought. I thought of something, but it was not so easy to do it. All hollows in the forest are occupied. All nests have chicks. Who else has babies, naked, who has a cannon, and who has feathers, but still yellow-mouthed, they squeak all day long, they ask for food. Parents are busy, flying back and forth, catching flies, mosquitoes, catching butterflies, collecting worm caterpillars, but they don’t eat themselves: they all carry chicks. And nothing: they don’t complain, they still sing songs. Zinka is bored alone. "Give it," he thinks, "I'll help someone feed the chicks. They'll thank me." I found a butterfly on a spruce, grabbed it in its beak, looking for someone to give it to. He hears - little goldfinches squeak on the oak tree, there their nest is on a branch. Zinka hurry there - and put the butterfly into one goldfinch's gaping mouth. The goldfinch took a sip, but the butterfly does not climb: it hurts too much. The stupid chick tries, chokes - nothing comes out. And he began to choke. Zinka screams in fright, does not know what to do. Here the goldfinch has arrived. Now - time! - she grabbed the baby, pulled the goldfinch out of her throat and threw it away. And Zinke says: - March from here! You almost killed my baby bird. Is it possible to give a small whole butterfly? She didn't even take off her wings! Zinka rushed into the thicket, hid there: she was both ashamed and offended. Then she flew through the forest for many days - no, no one accepts her in his company! And every day, more guys come to the forest. All with baskets, cheerful; they go - they sing songs, and then they disperse and pick berries: both in their mouths and in baskets. The raspberries are already ripe. Zinka keeps spinning around them, flies from branch to branch, and the titmouse and the guys are more fun, even though she does not understand their language, and they do not understand her. And it happened once: one little girl climbed into the raspberry bush, walked quietly, took the berries. And Zinka flutters through the trees above her. And suddenly he sees: a big scary bear in a raspberry bush. The girl is just approaching him, but she does not see him. And he does not see her: he also picks berries. He will blow a bush with his paw - and into his mouth. “Right now,” Zinka thinks, “a girl will stumble upon him - the monster will eat her! She must be saved, she must be saved!” And she screamed from the tree in her own blue way: “Zin-zin-ven! Girl, girl! Here is a bear. Run away! The girl did not pay any attention to her: she did not understand a word. And the scary bear understood: he immediately reared up, looked around: where is the girl? “Well,” Zinka decided, “the little one is gone!” And the bear saw the girl, sank down on all four paws - and how he would rush away from her through the bushes! Zinka was surprised: "I wanted to save the girl from the bear, but she saved the bear from the girl! Such a monster, but she is afraid of the little man!" Since then, meeting the guys in the forest, the titmouse sang a ringing song to them: Zin-zan-le! Zan-zin-le! Who gets up early, He takes mushrooms for himself, And drowsy and lazy They go after nettles. This little girl, from whom the bear ran away, always came into the forest first and left the forest with a full basket. AUGUST
“After July,” said Old Sparrow, “there is August. The third - and mind you this - is the last month of summer. “August,” Zinka repeated. And she began to think about what she should do this month. Well, yes, she was a titmouse, and titmouses cannot sit in one place for a long time. They would all flutter and jump, climb the branches either up or down with their heads. You don't think so much. Lived a little in the city - boring. And she herself did not notice how she again found herself in the forest. She found herself in the forest and wonders: what happened to all the birds there? Everyone just drove her away, didn’t let her close to themselves and didn’t let her go to their chicks, and now she only hears: “Zinka, fly to us!”, “Zinka, come here!”, “Zinka, fly with us!”, “Zinka, Zinka, Zinka! He looks - all the nests are empty, all the hollows are free, all the chicks have grown up and learned to fly. Children and parents all live together, so they fly in broods, and no one sits still, and they no longer need nests. And everyone is happy with the guest: it’s more fun to roam in the company. Zinka will stick to one, then to another; he will spend one day with crested titmouses, the other with fluffy nuts. Lives carefree: warm, light, food as much as you want. And Zinka was surprised when she met the squirrel and talked to her. He looks - a squirrel has descended from a tree to the ground and is looking for something in the grass there. I found a mushroom, grabbed it in my teeth - and march with it back to the tree. I found a sharp twig there, poked a mushroom at it, but I didn’t eat it: I galloped on. And again on the ground - to look for mushrooms. Zinka flew up to her and asked: - What are you doing, squirrel? Why don't you eat mushrooms, but stick them on knots? — How why? the squirrel answers. - I collect for the future, I dry it in reserve. Winter will come - you will disappear without a supply. Zinka began to notice here: not only squirrels - many little animals collect supplies for themselves. Mice, voles, hamsters drag grain from the field behind their cheeks into their minks, stuff their pantries there. Zinka also began to hide something for a rainy day; he will find tasty seeds, peck them, and what is superfluous - he will put somewhere in the bark, in a crack. The nightingale saw this and laughs: - What are you, a titmouse, for the whole long winter want to stock up? That way you, too, dig a hole just right. Zinka was confused. - And how do you, - he asks, - do you think in winter? - Phew! the nightingale whistled. Autumn will come, I will fly away from here. Far, far away I'll fly away, to where it's warm in winter and roses bloom. It's as satisfying as it is here in the summer. “Why, you’re a nightingale,” says Zinka, “what do you care: today you sang here, and tomorrow you’ll sing there.” And I'm a tit. Where I was born, I will live there all my life. And I thought to myself: “It’s time, it’s time for me to think about my house! Now people have gone out into the field - they are harvesting bread, taking it away from the field. Summer is ending, ending ... " SEPTEMBER
“Now what month will it be?” Zinka asked the Old Sparrow. “Now it will be September,” said Old Sparrow. — The first month of autumn. And it's true: the sun didn't burn like that anymore, the days became noticeably shorter, the nights - longer, and it began to rain more and more often. First of all, autumn came to the field. Zinka saw how, day after day, people brought bread from the field to the village, from the village to the city. Soon the field was completely empty, and the wind walked in it in the open. Then one evening the wind subsided, the clouds dispersed from the sky. In the morning, Zinka did not recognize the field: it was all covered in silver, and thin, thin silver nothings floated over it through the air. One such thread, with a tiny ball at the end, landed on a bush next to Zinka. The ball turned out to be a spider, and the titmouse, without thinking twice, pecked at it and swallowed it. Delicious! Only the nose is covered in cobwebs. And the silver cobwebs floated quietly over the field, descended on the stubble, on the bushes, on the forest: the young spiders scattered all over the earth. Having left their flying cobweb, the spiders looked for a crack in the bark or a mink in the ground and hid in it until spring. In the forest, the leaf has already begun to turn yellow, blush, turn brown. Already bird families-broods gathered in flocks, flocks - in flocks. They roamed wider and wider through the forest: they were preparing to fly away. Every now and then, from somewhere unexpectedly, flocks of birds completely unfamiliar to Zinka appeared - long-legged motley waders, unprecedented ducks. They stopped at the river, in the swamps; during the day they feed, rest, and at night they fly further - in the direction where the sun is at noon. It was flocks of marsh and water birds flying from the far north. Once Zinka met in the bushes in the middle of the field a cheerful flock of tits just like herself: white-cheeked, with a yellow breast and a long black tie to the very tail. The flock flew across the field from forest to forest. Before Zinka had time to get to know them, a large brood of field partridges flew up from under the bushes with noise and cry. There was a short terrible thunder - and the titmouse, sitting next to Zinka, fell to the ground without squeaking. And then two partridges, turning over their heads in the air, hit the ground dead. Zinka was so frightened that she remained sitting where she was sitting, neither alive nor dead. When she came to herself, there was no one around her - neither partridges, nor tits. A bearded man with a gun came up, picked up two dead partridges and shouted loudly: “Ay! Manyunya! A thin voice answered him from the edge of the forest, and soon a little girl ran up to the bearded one. Zinka recognized her: the same one that had frightened the bear in the raspberry bush. Now she had a basket full of mushrooms in her hands. Running past a bush, she saw a titmouse that had fallen from a branch on the ground, stopped, bent down, and took it in her hands. Zinka sat in the bush without moving. The girl said something to her father, the father gave her a flask, and Manyunya sprinkled a titmouse out of it with water. Titmouse opened her eyes, suddenly fluttered - and hid in a bush next to Zinka. Manyunya laughed merrily and skipped running after her departing father. OCTOBER
- Hurry, hurry! Zinka hurried the Old Sparrow. “Tell me what month is coming, and I will fly back to the forest: there I have a sick friend.” And she told the Old Sparrow how a bearded hunter knocked a titmouse sitting next to her off a branch, and the girl Manyunya sprinkled water and revived her. Knowing that new month, the second month of autumn, is called October, Zinka quickly returned to the forest. Her friend's name was Zinziver. After being hit with a pellet, the wings and paws still poorly obeyed him. He barely made it to the edge. Then Zinka found a nice hollow for him and began to drag caterpillar worms there for him, as if for a little one. And he was not at all small: he was already two years old, and, therefore, he was on whole year older than Zinka. In a few days he recovered completely. The flock with which he flew disappeared somewhere, and Zinziver remained to live with Zinka. They became very friendly. And autumn has already come to the forest. At first, when all the leaves were painted in bright colors, he was very beautiful. Then angry winds blew. They stripped yellow, red, brown leaves from the branches, carried them through the air and threw them to the ground. Soon the forest thinned out, the branches were exposed, and the ground under them was covered with colorful leaves. They arrived from the far north, from the tundra, the last flocks of marsh birds. Now every day new guests arrived from the northern forests: winter was already beginning there. Not all of them blew angry winds in October, not all of them poured rain: there were also fine, dry and clear days. The warm sun shone affably, saying goodbye to the falling asleep forest. The leaves darkened on the ground then dried up, became hard and brittle. In some places, mushrooms peeked out from under them - milk mushrooms, boletus. But good girl Manyunya Zinka and Zinziver were no longer seen in the forest. Titmouses loved to go down to the ground, jump on the leaves - look for snails on mushrooms. Once they jumped like that little mushroom that grew between the roots of a white birch stump. Suddenly, on the other side of the stump, a gray beast with white spots jumped out. Zinka started to run away, but Zinziver got angry and shouted: - Ping-pin-cherr! Who are you? He was very brave and flew away from the enemy only when the enemy rushed at him. - Fu! - said the gray spotted beast, squinting his eyes and trembling all over. - How you and Zinka scared me! You can’t stomp on dry, crunchy leaves like that! I thought the fox was running or the wolf. I'm a hare, I'm a white. — Not true! Zinka called to him from the tree. — White hare is gray in summer, white in winter, I know. And you're kind of half-white. So it's neither summer nor winter. And I'm neither gray nor white. - And the hare whimpered: - Here I am sitting by a birch stump, trembling, afraid to move. There is no snow yet, but I already have shreds of white wool climbing. The earth is black. I'll run along it during the day - now everyone will see me. And the dry leaves crunch so terribly! No matter how quietly you sneak, just thunder from under your feet. “You see what a coward he is,” said Zinziver to Zinka. “And you were afraid of him. He is not our enemy. NOVEMBER
An enemy—and a senior enemy—appeared in the forest the following month. Old Sparrow called this month November and said that it was the third and last month of autumn. The enemy was very scary because he was invisible. In the forest, small birds and large birds, mice, and hares began to disappear. As soon as the animal gapes, as soon as the bird lags behind the flock - it doesn’t matter at night or during the day - look, they are no longer alive. No one knew who this mysterious robber was: a beast, a bird or a man? But everyone was afraid of him, and all the forest beetles and birds only had a conversation about him. Everyone was waiting for the first snow in order to identify the killer by the footprints near the torn victim. The first snow fell one evening. And on the morning of the next day, one hare was missing in the forest. Found his paw. Right there, on the already melted snow, there were traces of large, terrible claws. It could be the claws of an animal, could be the claws of a large bird of prey. And the killer left nothing else: neither a feather, nor his hair. "I'm afraid," Zinka said to Zinziver. - Oh, how I'm afraid! Let's fly away from the forest, from this terrible invisible robber. They flew to the river. There were old hollow willows where they could find shelter. “You know,” Zinka said, “there is an open place here. If a terrible robber comes here, he cannot sneak up here as unnoticed as in a dark forest. We will see him from a distance and hide from him. And they settled down by the river. Autumn has already arrived on the river. Willows flew around, the grass turned brown and wilted. Snow fell and melted. The river was still running, but in the morning there was ice on it. And with each frost it grew. there were no sandpipers along the banks. Only the ducks remained. They grunted that they would stay here all winter if the river was not completely covered with ice. And the snow fell and fell - and no longer melted. As soon as the titmouse healed calmly, suddenly again anxiety: at night, no one knows where the duck, sleeping on the other bank, disappeared - at the edge of its flock. "It's him," said Zinka, trembling. - It's invisible. He is everywhere: in the forest, and in the field, and here, on the river. “There is no such thing as being invisible,” said Zinziver. "I'll track him down, wait!" And he spent whole days spinning among the bare branches on the tops of old willows-willows: looking out from the tower for a mysterious enemy. But he didn't notice anything suspicious. And then suddenly - on the last day of the month - there was a river. The ice immediately covered her - and no longer melted. The ducks flew away at night. Here Zinka finally managed to persuade Zinziver to leave the river: after all, now the enemy could easily pass to them on the ice. And all the same, Zinka had to go to the city: to find out from the Old Sparrow what the new month is called. DECEMBER
Titmouse flew into the city. And no one, not even the Old Sparrow, could explain to them who this invisible terrible robber is, from whom there is no escape day or night, neither big nor small. “But calm down,” said Old Sparrow. “Here, in the city, no invisible man is afraid: even if he dares to come here, people will immediately shoot him. Stay with us in the city. The month of December has already begun - the tail of the year. Winter has come. And in the field, and on the river, and in the forest, it is now hungry and scary. And people will always find shelter and food for us little birds. Of course, Zinka gladly agreed to settle in the city and persuaded Zinziver. At first, however, he did not agree, he swaggered, shouted: "Ping-pin-cherr!" I'm not afraid of anyone! I'll find the invisible! But Zinka told him: “That’s not the point, but this: the New Year will soon be here.” The sun will begin to peek out again, everyone will rejoice at it. And no one can sing the first spring song to him here, in the city: sparrows can only chirp, crows only croak, and jackdaws rumble. Last year I sang the first spring song to the sun here. And now you have to sing it. Zinziver how to shout: - Pin-pin-cherr! You're right. This I can. My voice is strong, sonorous - enough for the whole city. We stay here! They started looking for a place. But it turned out to be very difficult. In the city, it’s not like in the forest: here, even in winter, all the hollows, birdhouses, nests, even the cracks outside the windows and under the roofs are occupied. In that sparrow's nest outside the window, where Zinka met the Christmas tree last year, a whole family of young sparrows now lived. But even here Zinka was helped by the Old Sparrow. He said to her: "Fly down to that house over there, with the red roof and the garden." There I saw a girl who was picking something with a chisel in a log. Isn't she preparing for you - titmouses - a pretty nest box? Zinka and Zinziver immediately flew to the house with the red roof. And who did they first see in the garden, on the tree? That terrible bearded hunter who almost shot Zinziver to death. The hunter pressed the nest box against the tree with one hand, and held a hammer and nails in the other. He leaned down and shouted: “So, what is it? And from below, from the ground, Manyunya answered him in a thin voice: - So, good! And the bearded hunter firmly nailed the hollow to the trunk with large nails, and then climbed down from the tree. Zinka and Zinziver immediately looked into the nest and decided that they had never seen a better apartment: Manyunya hollowed out a cozy hollow hollow in the log and even put soft, warm feathers, down and wool into it. The month flew by unnoticed; no one bothered the titmouse here, and every morning Manyunya brought food to them on a table, purposely attached to a branch. And on New Year's Eve, another important event happened - the last of this year - Manyunin's father, who sometimes went out of town to hunt, brought an unprecedented bird, which all the neighbors ran to look at. It was a huge snow-white owl, so snow-white that when the hunter threw it into the snow, the owl could only be seen with great difficulty. - This is an evil winter guest with us, - Father Manyunya explained to his neighbors: - a polar owl. She sees equally well day and night. And from her claws there is no salvation for either a mouse, or a partridge, or a hare on the ground, or a squirrel in a tree. She flies quite silently, and how hard it is to notice when there is snow all around, you can see for yourself. Of course, neither Zinka nor Zinziver understood a word from the explanation of the bearded hunter. But both of them perfectly understood who the hunter had killed. And Zinziver shouted so loudly: "Ping-pin-cherr! Invisible!" - that at once all the city sparrows, crows, jackdaws flocked from all the roofs and yards - to look at the monster. And in the evening, Manyuni had a Christmas tree, the children screamed and stomped, but the titmouses were not at all angry with them for this. Now they knew that with a Christmas tree decorated with lights, snow and toys, the New Year comes, and with the New Year the sun returns to us and brings many new joys.
January
1st of January- New Year. Guessing for the future, fumigating the house with juniper. The smoke of this magical plant removes misfortune and illness, brings good luck and happiness.
December 21 - January 5- Christmas time. A corridor from Yavi to Nav has been opened. It is good to guess, to be treated, to plan, to engage in soul and body, to starve, to meditate, to develop abilities. You can get advice and help from your ancestors. For this, go to the forest, light a fire, invite your ancestors to the fire, ask questions that concern you. In two or three days the answer will come in some form. You need to carefully follow the signs. If the forest is far away, then the ritual can be performed at home with a lit candle.
January 6— Christmas Eve. Fast to the first star. They bake pancakes. The first pancake is given to pets.
January 7- Christmas. It is desirable that all household members be at home.
January 9- Water pets through silver for health.
January 18 — Epiphany Christmas Eve. Engaged in protection magic. They put crosses with chalk on the walls, doors, windows. Fast to the first star.
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January 19- Baptism. After midnight take baptismal water from wells, springs. This water slows down, preserves all processes. Epiphany water sprinkled the whole house, property, household members.
January 20th- Water blessing. The sun enters the sign of Aquarius. On the night of January 20-21, they take water from springs and wells for the whole year. Holy Water does not spoil, helps with nervous and mental illness, treats convulsions, dizziness, numbness of the limbs, soothes. Helps with strokes.
January 29- You need to change something drastically in your life, in yourself. Roof transformation. Prayers and any other magic work well on this day.
January 31- Magic day. revelry evil spirits, holiday of witches and sorcerers. On this day, they engage in attack magic, induce damage, evil eye, love spells, harass enemies and competitors. For those who do not practice magic, on this day you need to work on yourself in terms of increasing love and understanding in your soul. Useful meditations, reflections. Avoid quarrels on this day (as on any other day).
February
1st of February— the weather of this day predicts the weather for the whole month.
February 5th— Morena. Magic day. Spells work well on this day.
February 10- Brownie name day. They feed the brownie with specially cooked porridge. They do not go to the forest on this day.
The 14th of February- they say the house from mice.
February, 15- Candlemas. The first meeting of winter with spring. It is advisable to apply protection from magic. On this day, you need to go around the house from front door with a candle, sprinkle with spring water, wipe floors and mirrors with this water. Fumigate the house with juniper, wormwood, St. John's wort, pine resin - drive winter negative energy out of the house. Sretenskaya water is considered a healing remedy for the evil eye. She is sprinkled with diseases of both humans and animals.
February 19- Livestock is fumigated with thyme. so that the milk is tasty, and the young are healthy.
February 20th- they bake pies with onions so that there is a harvest. Until May 5, garlic and onions are actively eaten.
February 21- put in order all the stitching and cutting tools and other utensils. They are talking.
24 February- they bring a branch from the Place of Power into the house. Ask for health livestock. They read conspiracies to increase wealth, good luck in trade. All the magic of money. This day is the last winter frost.
February 29- On this day, they try not to go out of the house. It is easy to become a victim of the evil eye or a magical attack. Engaged in offensive magic (combat magic).
March
March 1- in the chicken coop they hang the "chicken god" (a pebble with a natural hole), as a talisman for chickens. On this day, you need to clean the house with a candle and spring water. Fumigate with juniper, wormwood or St. John's wort. This day is favorable for divination, evocation of spirits. Spiritualism sessions. Engaged in tribal magic. Spend magical rituals to solve various problems, they call on the help of their ancestors. One of the strongest magical days.
2nd of March- do spells for money. All the magic of money.
March, 6- from this day on, it is necessary to walk daily in the fresh air, if possible, sunbathe.
10th of March- from this day it is undesirable to sleep during the day - you can go into depression.
March 17- clear the house negative energy with the help of a candle and fumigation with herbs.
March 21-25- Red hill. You can guess, ask - the sky is open. A great start for any business. Energy strong days. Any magic.
March 24- make charms for pets. All the magic of money.
April
palm week and Palm Sunday(week before Easter) - during the flowering of the willow, go into the forest, go to the willow, ask for health and whip yourself and each other with willow branches, without breaking the branches, saying: “Willow - whip, beat to tears! It’s not me who beats - the willow beats! ” This energy procedure cleanses and activates the subtle karmic structures of a person. Reduced aggression, improved fate. You can get rid of the magical attack. If a person knows the rules of the game and relaxes, then along with the activation of energy, muscle clamps are removed. Willow pollen is a male hormone and biostimulant. Willow earrings are considered healing, endowed with special powers. They are baked into bread and fed to sick cattle. Women eat willow buds and get rid of infertility. Willow can be boiled and take a bath.
April 7— Annunciation. On this day, it’s good to guess, ask - the sky is open. On this day, salt is burned in a frying pan with a prayer - it is added to food from various diseases. You can light a fire and jump over it (to cleanse the energy). In the spring, wash jewelry, talismans, runes.
April 22-23 all love magic. For good luck in business, happiness in the house, health, they cut a white rooster (they perform a ritual of sacrifice). They turn to heaven with requests and prayers.
April 30- engage in negative (power) magic. They try to resolve any issues. Go to Places of Power.
May
May 1- magical day. The night of May 1 is called Walpurgis Night and the revelry of all diabolical power, the gathering of witches and sorcerers. Women arrange a ritual dance around the fire. Herbs this night have miraculous power for love spells, zombies and any other magic. Herbalists collect herbs to treat patients. In the morning, before sunrise, healers, sorcerers and witches collect dew for their potions and potions. This dew, like grasses, has a special magical power. On this day, they bathe in rivers, lakes, thereby purifying themselves cold water from negative energy and disease. On this day, they don’t give anything to anyone - no money, no matches, etc., so as not to invite trouble into the house.
May 2- fumigation of herbs cleanse the house. Or, to cleanse the energy at home, they put a cut onion or garlic in the rooms.
May 3- visit graves, communicate with deceased relatives. There is contact with the underworld. Ask questions, get answers. There are never weddings on this day.
the 6th of May- arrange a holiday in honor of Perun ( Slavic god thunderstorms and lightning). It is useful to wash with rainwater during a thunderstorm (to wash off the pathology). In the morning, before sunrise, they bathe in ponds. Morning water is carried home and gold and silver are thrown into it so that there is prosperity in the house. On this day in the evening it is good to sit by the fire, gain strength from the energy of Fire (Yang energy). It's good to eat by the fire. They wash themselves with morning dew - it is useful from the evil eye and various ailments for both people and animals. At night - rampant evil spirits. Magic. Protection from magic. Sex magic. Sex that night (on May 7) harmonizes love (family) relationships.
May 8- strong magic day. Devil's Harvest. Do any kind of magic. Especially aggressive, aimed at suppressing the will and resolving various litigations and issues. At night they tell fortunes and bewitch. You can guess prophetic dream and get an answer to a question that needs a quick solution.
May 9- an energetically strong day. They meet the sunrise, kindle fires, sing songs, make love.
May 14 On this day, nothing is loaned to anyone. Unwanted trade. At night they burn bonfires, burn all the rubbish accumulated over the winter.
May 15- the magic of money and trade. Barish-day. Merchants try to sell something profitably in order to trade profitably all year round. are talking trading place. Bring magic to business.
22nd of May- an energetically strong day. Try to be in the fresh air, gain energy. It is good to meet the sunrise, make love in nature.
June
June 4- arrange a holiday in honor of Yarilo. They decorate birch trees, dance in circles, sing, burn bonfires, jump through the fire, make love. All love magic.
June 7- healing potions are placed under the dew to nourish them with strength.
the 9th of June- on this day they don’t sweep rubbish from the hut, they don’t do the cleaning.
June 16- spring water and dew wash the eyes from eye diseases.
September
11 September- Cornelius (beheading of John the Baptist) Strict post. It is better to fast in general from 18:00 on September 10 to 18:00 on September 11. The roots collected on this day are very strong. They eat root vegetables.
September 13- Root crops begin to pull.
September 14- Meditation on fire. Summarizing. Planning new things.
September 21st- Nativity of Zlata Maya (nativity of the Virgin Mary) autumnal equinox, seeing off summer. Harvest festival. Children are poured with water on the doorstep.
23 September- They collect mountain ash and viburnum for cleansing the liver.
September 27- MOVEMENT (exaltation of the Cross of the Lord) On this day they do not go to the forest. They give snakes, frogs, hedgehogs, badgers to quietly climb into holes for hibernation.
October
October 3- They clean the house (see February 15).
October 13- From October 13 to October 19, they prepare the house for the winter hut. In the morning or evening dawn they go to the bend of the river or to the springs. They draw water. The first two times they pour it ashore, and the third time they carry it home. At home, they draw water with a sieve and lightly sprinkle it on the child, wishing him good health.
October 14- COVER (cover Holy Mother of God hr.) By the Intercession they washed, cleaned, put things in order in the house. They asked for a groom.
17 October- Erofey. Leshy rages before hibernation. Don't go to the forest!
October 19- Homemade blanks and corners in the house are sprinkled with salt.
November
November 7- RADOGOSCH. Light a candle and ask the ancestors for advice.
10th of November- Paraskeva. Day of love magic. Conspiracies, love spells, etc. Space is open.
November 21- Michaelmas day. Ate. Drinking, walking. On this day - prophetic dreams, understanding of the situation.
November 27- They take out a snack to the brownie in the yard.
December
December 4- ban on women's work. They commemorated their ancestors.
December 7- Ekaterina. Divination for love.
December 13th- Guessed for love. Conspiracies, divination on fire and smoke (love).
December 19th— NIKOLA. We walked and drank beer. It wasn’t a sin to drink too much when there was plenty in the bins: “I got nicked!”
The first weekend of July - Baldrblot - A holiday in honor of the son of Odin, the bright God Baldr, who was killed at the instigation of God Loki.
2 - Feast of expectant mothers. This holiday has the same meaning for pregnant women as Mother's Day has for mothers. Unfortunately this ancient tradition was almost forgotten over time. On this day, expectant mothers are given gifts that will come in handy. expectant mother after the birth of a child. It may not necessarily be things, but, for example, a promise to babysit a child. Women who are not yet pregnant can perform a fertility ritual on this day.
3 - Feast of the Goddess Serridwen is the Celtic goddess of fertility. She is usually represented as a pig or a woman accompanied by a pig. In ancient times, the pig was considered a symbol of fertility, as it brings a lot of piglets at once and is the main type of food for humans. Serridwen is also considered the goddess of inspiration, as she, by giving the Celtic poet Teilsien a magic drink, made him talented.
4 - Day of the Goddesses Paque and Concordia in Ancient Rome.
7-8 - The oldest of all the ancient Roman Women's holidays: Nona Kaprotina - dedicated to the Great Mother Juno.
10 - Day of the Goddesses Hel (Holda) among the Anglo-Saxons and Scandinavians, and Kerridven among the Celts.
17 - Birthday of Isis in Egypt.
18 - Birthday of Nephthys in Egypt.
19 - Egyptian New Year, the Feast of Opet, or the Wedding of Isis and Osiris. In ancient Rome: a feast in honor of Venus and Adonis.
19 - Isis and Osiris, whose cult spread from Egypt through Greece to the most remote provinces of the ancient Roman Empire, are considered one of the most famous couples in the history of mankind. The love of Isis for her brother Osiris aroused the jealousy of another brother, Seth. He killed Osiris and dismembered his body into 14 pieces. Isis picked up the individual pieces and put them together. The only thing missing was the phallus, she couldn't find it. Then Isis made for Osiris a new phallus of pure gold and awakened him to life. Nine months later, their son Horus was born.
20 - Day of weaving wreaths. Weave wreaths and let them float on the water, this will be a symbol of the path from one loving heart to another. For the home, weave a wreath of herbs and hang it on the kitchen wall. This is how you bless your home.
21 - Perunov day.
25 - Papa Ogun, or Saint James the Great. Sheep and goats are sacrificed. (voodoo)
29 is the day of the birds. bird day on British Isles, as well as fine arts day. Buy or bake a pie and feed it to the birds. It is best if the cake is in the form of a treble clef or a book, etc.
AUGUST
The first weekend of August - Freyfaxi - Dedicated to the god of fertility Freyr and his horse.
1-3 - Dryad Festival in Ancient Macedonia, dedicated to the spirits-maidens of waters and forests.
2 - Ilyin's day, they honor the memory of the holy prophet Elijah. The people believed that with the advent of the Ilyin Day holiday, it was time to start harvesting bread and finish haymaking. Even in Russia, Ilyin's day was considered an angry day, because on this day they were especially afraid of thunderstorms - as if Elijah was conducting a heavenly battle with bad power, demons. Therefore, people on this day did not dare to go out into the field to work.
2 - The Feast of Lammas is a feast of abundance, the biggest feast of the witches of the year. The first harvest is already ripe, but it is not only a harvest of fruits and cereals, but also a harvest of our aspirations and thoughts, words and deeds. Witches celebrate this harvest festival in a big way. The table is luxuriously set depending on the weather in the forest or in your own home. On this day, wish the people of the whole world wealth, contentment and prosperity. On this day, contacts with supernatural forces are especially successful.
6 - Transfiguration Jesus, prophets Moses and Elijah (new style)
7 - Egyptian holiday The flood of the Nile, dedicated to the Goddess Hathor. The Slavs have Spozhinki, the dedication of the last sheaf (reaper) to the Goddess Mokosh.
7 - Holiday Milky Way. China celebrates the Milky Way Festival. This is the day of astrology and the stars. Ideal for divination in any way.
13, 15 - B Ancient Greece and Rome, the feast of the Forest Diana and Hekate, the Black Mother.
15 - Birthday of the Goddess Isis. On this day, Isis was born to the Goddess Nut. Quite quickly, the latter became the great goddess not only of the Egyptians, especially the inhabitants of the island of Philae on the Nile, which was considered sacred in antiquity. Isis has made its way into other cultures, though sometimes under different names; in the Greco-Roman world, she was called "the one with a thousand names." Isis is the goddess of fertility, water and wind, a symbol of femininity, family fidelity, the goddess of navigation. Therefore, this day is also dedicated to travelers to other countries. Everything that she blesses on this day stands under the sign of happiness and harmony. Sanctify your home and all that is dear to you by burning myrrh, sandalwood and laurel.
17 - Full Moon Festival in Ancient Rome, dedicated to the Goddess Diana.
19 - Transfiguration of the Lord ( Apple Spas). Among the people, this feast of the Transfiguration still has a name as the second saved. Of the many ripened fruits and vegetables, apples always stood out by the end of August. That is why the Feast of the Transfiguration was also called the Apple Savior.
19 - Transfiguration Jesus, prophets Moses and Elijah (old style)
21 - Stribog Day. Stribog - in East Slavic mythology, the god of the wind, born from the breath of the Family. His name goes back to the ancient root "streg", which means "senior", "paternal uncle".
23 - In ancient Greece - Nemesea, a holiday in honor of the Goddess Nemesis.
23 - Feast of Moira. Moirai are the ancient Greek deities of fate. The young maiden Clotho (“spinning”) spins the thread of life, mother Lachesis (“giving lots”) measures the thread, and the old woman Atropos (“inevitable”) cuts the thread. In the images of moira, you can often see a spindle, a scroll with letters or scales. AT ancient roman mythology they were called parks. Today, on the holiday of Moira, you should reflect on your life and make plans for the future. Summarize, think about why you want to change things and what exactly you want to change.
25 - In Ancient Rome - Opseconsiva, a harvest festival in honor of the Goddess Ops.
26 - Among the Finnish tribes - the Day of Ilmatar (Luonnotar), the lunar Goddess.
28 - Assumption of the Blessed Virgin Mary
31 - In India - Anant Chaturdasi, a celebration of the purification of Women in honor of the Goddess Ananta.
30-31 - Agve. Goats, pepper and mint are sacrificed. (voodoo)
The editorial staff of KudaMoscow congratulates the beautiful half of humanity on the holiday and presents a selection interesting events for the weekend from 8 to 11 March:
1. International Women's Day in Moscow parks
On International Women's Day, park visitors will be able to take free lessons make-up, take part in educational excursions and see the traditional "Flower Run".
2. Free film screenings for International Women's Day
From 7 to 11 March, the Moskino cinema chain will host free screenings of films dedicated to the beautiful half of humanity.
3. Exhibition "Pirelli Calendar 2018"
The Multimedia Art Museum will host an exhibition of the legendary Pirelli calendar for 2018, which became a photo adaptation of Lewis Carroll's fairy tale "Alice in Wonderland". Surrealist photographer Tim Walker has taken the fairy tale to life.
4. Concert of Christmas trees
5. Exhibition "Vasily Vereshchagin"
The Tretyakov Gallery on Krymsky Val will host a large-scale retrospective of the best paintings and graphic works by Vasily Vereshchagin, an outstanding Russian painter, historian, ethnographer, writer, philosopher, traveler, and officer.
6. Musical "Anna Karenina"
The Moscow State Operetta Theater will host a large-scale production - the musical "Anna Karenina". An exciting love story, the best artists Russian musical, magnificent vocals and spectacular choreography, piercing music performed live by the orchestra of the Operetta Theater - all this merges into one in a grandiose, technically perfect production, imbued with an atmosphere of splendor and luxury of the 19th century.
7. Show “Big Stand Up. New Program"
The Stand Up Club will host new program show "Big Stand Up". The format of the show involves an impromptu conversation between a comedic artist and his audience. the main task comedian - to make your audience laugh as quickly and as strongly as possible.
8. Closing of the winter season at the VDNH skating rink
On March 11, the winter season 2017/18 will end at the Main Ice Rink of the country. On the final evening, a grandiose concert will take place on the ice stage of VDNKh with the participation of popular artists of the MUZ-TV channel.
9. Show "The Secret of the Museum of Dreams"
Circus of dancing fountains "Aquamarine" presents a new action-packed show "The Secret of the Museum of Dreams", which blurs the line between reality and the fabulous world of art, filled with amazing adventures, mysteries, magic, dangers and funny incidents.
10. The musical "Ghost"
Show in the Moscow Palace of Youth Russian version the musical Ghost. The musical is based on the famous film of the same name about love with Patrick Swayze, Demi Moore and Whoopi Goldberg in the lead roles. Spectators are waiting for unique special effects that create the illusion of presence between reality and the other world.
Pregnancy is a touching and at the same time exciting period in the life of every family. In anticipation of meeting with the baby, it is important to know what changes are taking place in the body of the mother and baby. Our pregnancy calendar will help with this.
If you are in doubt whether you are pregnant or not, go through.
- Negative test result? Maybe it's not time yet, try it later.
- Did the test show a positive result? Congratulations!
In the calendar you will find the most important information and helpful tips. Here you will find out what happens to your baby in every week of pregnancy, in every trimester. The calendar will tell you what feelings a mother may experience during pregnancy, as well as under what conditions you need to be vigilant.
First, the calculator will help calculate the gestational age and the approximate date of delivery. To do this, you need to enter the first day of your last period, as well as the length of your cycle. Recall calculation of the menstrual cycle: you need to take the number of days from the first day of menstruation to last day before the next menstruation (inclusive). Usually averages are taken. A normal menstrual cycle is 28 plus/minus 7 days.
The calendar is divided into 3 stages - trimesters (1 trimester = 3 months). Each trimester includes weeks of pregnancy. Yes, it is in weeks, not months, as many of us are used to, that pregnancy is measured. And mom needs to get used to it, because the gynecologist will calculate the term in this way. In our calendar calculator, the gestational age is also calculated in weeks.
First trimester - 1-12 weeks of pregnancy. This period is the most responsible. The first 2 weeks of pregnancy are theoretical, they are needed for ease of calculation. Fertilization has not yet occurred. But in the third week, the nuclei of the germ cells merge and a small “pea” appears in the tummy. The baby has not yet formed any arms or legs, but from the moment of fertilization it is endowed with a soul. In the first weeks of the first trimester, the mother's immunity decreases so that her body does not perceive the baby as something foreign. Often there are symptoms of toxicosis. By the end of the trimester, the baby looks like a person, only very small. The doctor recommends an ultrasound.
Second trimester - 13-26 weeks of pregnancy. Toxicosis is over, during this period there is less risk for the baby. Mom's tummy is round. Very soon, she feels the first tremors - the stirring of the crumbs. Toward the end of the second trimester, it is recommended to repeat the ultrasound examination.
Third trimester - 27-42 weeks of pregnancy. The baby grows, and his "house" increases. In some cases, it becomes difficult for the mother to breathe, because. the uterus rises very high. It goes away before childbirth. Closer to the cherished day of childbirth, immunity decreases again. So rearranged hormonal background, preparations are underway for an exciting meeting with the baby.
A baby is considered fully term at 38 weeks of gestation. Most often, childbirth occurs at the 38-40th week, but there are cases when the pregnancy is delayed up to 41-42 weeks. This is quite normal, especially for primiparous mothers. We have included these weeks in the pregnancy calendar so that we can continue to be with you until the birth.
The doctor observes the mother and baby throughout the entire period of pregnancy in order to track the slightest violations and cope with them in time.