A fairy tale and a goldfish. Alexander Sergeevich Pushkin. The Tale of the Fisherman and the Fish. What the Tale of the Fisherman and the Fish Teaches

Pushkin. The Tale of the Fisherman and the Fish. Cartoon

How the goldfish will pray!
In a human voice he says:
“Let me go, old man, into the sea,
Dear, I will give a ransom for myself:
I will pay off with whatever you want. "
The old man was surprised, frightened:
He fished for thirty years and three years
And I never heard a fish speak.
He let go of the gold fish
And he said to her an affectionate word:
“God is with you, goldfish!
I don’t need your ransom;
Step into the blue sea
Take a walk there for yourself in the open. "

The old man returned to the old woman,
I told her a great miracle.
“I caught a fish today,
Goldfish, not simple;
The fish spoke our way
I asked for blue home in the sea,
I paid off at a high price:
I paid off with whatever I wanted.
Did not dare to take a ransom from her;
So he let her out into the blue sea. "
The old woman dismissed the old man:
“You fool, you fool!
You did not know how to take the ransom from the fish!
If only you took a trough from her,
Ours is completely split. "
So he went to the blue sea;
He sees - the sea is playing a little.
A fish swam to him and asked:
"What do you want, elder?"
"Have mercy, lady fish,
My old woman broke me.
Doesn't give the old man peace of mind:
She needs a new trough;
Ours is completely split. "
The goldfish answers:
You will have a new trough. "

The old man returned to the old woman,
The old woman has a new trough.
The old woman scolds even more:
“You fool, you fool!
Begged, you fool, trough!
Is there a lot of self-interest in the trough?
Go back, you fool, you go to the fish;
Bow down to her, beg for a hut. "

Pushkin. The Tale of the Fisherman and the Fish. Audiobook for children

So he went to the blue sea,
(The blue sea is clouded.)
He began to click a goldfish,
"What do you want, elder?"
“Have mercy, lady fish!
The old woman scolds even more,
Doesn't give the old man peace of mind:
A grumpy woman asks for the hut. "
The goldfish answers:
“Do not be sad, go with God,
So be it: there will be a hut for you. "

He went to his dugout,
And there is no trace of the dugout;
In front of him is a hut with a light,
With a brick, bleached chimney,
With oak, plank collars.
The old woman sits under the window
What the light is on her husband scolds:
“You fool, straight fool!
I begged you, you dummy, a hut!
Come back, bow to the fish:
I don't want to be a black peasant
I want to be a pillar noblewoman. "
The old man went to the blue sea;
(The blue sea is not calm.)
A fish swam to him, asked:
"What do you want, elder?"
The old man answers her with a bow:
“Have mercy; lady fish!
The old woman was more foolish than ever;
Doesn't give the old man peace of mind:
She doesn't want to be a peasant,
She wants to be a pillar noblewoman. "
The goldfish answers:
"Do not be sad, go with God."
The old man returned to the old woman.
What does he see? High tower.
His old woman stands on the porch
In an expensive sable jacket,
Brocade kitsch on the top,
The pearls cut down on my neck
There are golden rings on my hands,
On my feet are red boots.
Before her are diligent servants;
She beats them, drags them by the chuprun.
The old man says to the old woman:
“Hello, madam noblewoman.
Tea, now your darling is happy. "
The old woman shouted at him,
She sent him to the stable to serve.
Here's a week, another one goes by
The old woman became even more foolish:
He sends the old man to the fish again.
“Come back, bow to the fish:
I don't want to be a pillar noblewoman,
And I want to be a free queen. "
The old man got scared, prayed:
“What are you, woman, overeat henbane?
You don't know how to step or speak,
You will make the whole kingdom laugh. "
The old woman was more angry,
She hit her husband on the cheek.
“How dare you, man, argue with me,
With me, noblewoman of the pillar? -
Go to the sea, they tell you with honor,
If you don't go, they will lead you against your will.
The old man went to the sea
(The blue sea has turned black.)
He began to click on the goldfish.
A fish swam to him, asked:
“What do you want; older? "
The old man replies to her with a bow:
“Have mercy, lady fish!
Again my old woman rebelled:
She doesn't want to be a noblewoman,
He wants to be a free queen. "
The goldfish answers:
“Do not be sad, go with God!
Good! the old woman will be the queen! "
The old man returned to the old woman.
Well! before him are the royal chambers,
In the wards he sees his old woman,
She sits at the table as a queen,
Boyars and nobles serve her,
Overseas wines are poured into her;
She seizes with printed gingerbread;
A formidable guard stands around her,
They hold hatchets on their shoulders.
As the old man saw - he was frightened!
At the feet he bowed to the old woman,
Said: "Hello, formidable queen
Well, now your darling is happy. "
The old woman did not look at him,
Only from the eyes she ordered him to be driven away.
Boyars and nobles ran up,
The old man was pushed into the back.
And at the door, the guards ran up,
I almost chopped them with axes.
And the people laughed at him:
“Serves you right, you old ignoramus!
Henceforth you are an ignoramus, science:
Don't get into your sleigh! "
Here's a week, another one goes by
The old woman became even more foolish:
He sends courtiers for her husband,
They found the old man, brought him to her.
The old woman says to the old man:
“Go back, bow to the fish.
I don't want to be a free queen
I want to be the mistress of the sea,
To live for me in Okiyane-sea,
So that a gold fish serve me
And I would have it on the parcels. "
The old man did not dare to contradict,
I did not dare to say a word across.
Here he goes to the blue sea,
Sees the sea black storm:
And so angry waves swelled,
So they walk, so howl and howl.
He began to click on the goldfish.
A fish swam to him, asked:
"What do you want, elder?"
The old man answers her with a bow:
“Have mercy, lady fish!
What should I do with the damn woman?
She does not want to be a queen,
Wants to be the mistress of the sea;
To live for her in the Okiyane-sea,
To serve her yourself
And she would have it on the parcels. "
The fish said nothing
Just splashed the water with my tail
And she went into the deep sea.
For a long time by the sea he waited for an answer
I did not wait, I returned to the old woman -
Look: there is a dugout in front of him again;
On the threshold sits his old woman;
And before her is a broken trough.

F silt old man with his old woman
By the very blue sea;
They lived in a dilapidated dugout
Exactly thirty years and three years.
The old man was catching fish with a net,
The old woman was spinning her yarn.
Once he threw a net into the sea -
The net came with one mud.
He threw a seine another time -
A seine came with sea grass.
For the third time he threw a net -
A net came with one fish,
With not just a fish - gold.
How the goldfish will pray!
In a human voice he says:
“Let go of you, old man, into the sea!
Dear, I will give a ransom for myself:
I will pay off with whatever you want. "
The old man was surprised, frightened:
He fished for thirty years and three years
And I never heard a fish speak.
He let go of the gold fish
And he said to her an affectionate word:
“God is with you, goldfish!
I don’t need your ransom;
Step into the blue sea
Take a walk there for yourself in the open. "

The old man returned to the old woman,
I told her a great miracle:
“I caught a fish today,
Goldfish, not simple;
The fish spoke our way
I asked for blue home in the sea,
I paid off at a high price:
I paid off with whatever I wish
I did not dare to take a ransom from her;
So he let her out into the blue sea. "
The old woman dismissed the old man:
“You fool, you fool!
You did not know how to take the ransom from the fish!
If only you took a trough from her,
Ours is completely split. "

Here he went to the blue sea;
He sees - the sea is playing a little.

A fish swam to him and asked;
"What do you want, elder?"

"Have mercy, lady fish,
My old woman broke me,
Doesn't give the old man peace of mind:
She needs a new trough;
Ours is completely split. "
The goldfish answers:
“Do not be sad, go with God.
You will have a new trough. "

The old man returned to the old woman,
The old woman has a new trough.
Even more, the old woman scolds:
“You fool, you fool!
Begged, you fool, trough!
Is there a lot of self-interest in the trough?
Go back, you fool, you go to the fish;
Bow down to her, beg for a hut. "

So he went to the blue sea
(Dark blue sea).
He began to click on the goldfish.

"What do you want, elder?"

“Have mercy, lady fish!
The old woman scolds even more,
Doesn't give the old man peace of mind:
A grumpy woman asks for the hut. "
The goldfish answers:
“Do not be sad, go with God,
So be it: there will be a hut for you. "

The old man went to the blue sea
(Restless blue sea).
He began to click on the goldfish.
A fish swam to him, asked:
"What do you want, elder?"
The old man replies to her with a bow:
“Have mercy, lady fish!
The old woman is more foolish than ever,
Doesn't give the old man peace of mind:
She doesn't want to be a peasant
She wants to be a pillar noblewoman. "
The goldfish answers:
"Do not be sad, go with God."

The old man returned to the old woman,
What does he see? High tower.
His old woman stands on the porch
In an expensive sable jacket,
Brocade kichka on the top,
The pearls cut down on my neck
There are golden rings on my hands,
On my feet are red boots.
Before her are diligent servants;
She beats them, drags them by the chuprun.
The old man says to his old woman:
“Hello, madam noblewoman!
Tea, now your darling is happy. "
The old woman shouted at him,
She sent him to the stable to serve.

Here's a week, another one goes by
The old woman was even more foolish;
Again he sends the old man to the fish:
“Come back, bow to the fish:
I don’t want to be a pillar noblewoman.
And I want to be a free queen. "
The old man got scared, prayed:
“What are you, woman, overeat henbane?
You don't know how to step or speak.
You will make the whole kingdom laugh. "
The old woman was more angry,
She hit her husband on the cheek.
“How dare you, man, argue with me,
With me, noblewoman of the pillar?
Go to the sea, they tell you with honor;
If you don’t go, they will lead you against your will ”.

The old man went to the sea
(The blue sea has turned black).
He began to click on the goldfish.
A fish swam to him, asked:
"What do you want, elder?"
The old man replies to her with a bow:
“Have mercy, lady fish!
Again my old woman rebelled:
She doesn't want to be a noblewoman,
He wants to be a free queen. "
The goldfish answers:
“Do not be sad, go with God!
Good! the old woman will be the queen! "

The old man returned to the old woman,
Well? before him are the royal chambers,
In the wards he sees his old woman,
She sits at the table as a queen,
Boyars and nobles serve her,
Overseas wines are poured into her;
She seizes with printed gingerbread;
A formidable guard stands around her,
They hold hatchets on their shoulders.
As the old man saw, he was frightened!
At the feet he bowed to the old woman,
He said: “Hello, formidable queen!
Well, is your darling happy now? "
The old woman did not look at him,
Only from the eyes she ordered him to be driven away.
Boyars and nobles ran up,
The old man was pushed in.
And at the door, the guards ran up,
I almost chopped them with axes,
And the people laughed at him:
“Serves you right, you old ignoramus!
Henceforth to you, ignorant, science:
Don't sit in your sleigh! "

Here's a week, another one goes by
The old woman became even more foolish:
He sends the courtiers for her husband.
They found the old man, brought him to her.
The old woman says to the old man:
“Go back, bow to the fish.
I don't want to be a free queen
I want to be the mistress of the sea,
To live for me in the okiyan-sea,
So that a gold fish serve me
And I would have it on the parcels. "

The old man did not dare to contradict,
I did not dare to say a word across.
Here he goes to the blue sea,
He sees a black storm on the sea:
And so angry waves swelled,
So they walk, so howl and howl.
He began to click on the goldfish.
A fish swam to him, asked:
"What do you want, elder?"
The old man answers her with a bow:
“Have mercy, lady fish!
What should I do with the damn woman?
She does not want to be a queen,
Wants to be the mistress of the sea:
To live for her in the okiyan-sea,
To serve her yourself
And she would have it on the parcels. "
The fish said nothing
Just splashed the water with my tail
And she went into the deep sea.
For a long time by the sea he waited for an answer,
I did not wait, I returned to the old woman
Look: there is a dugout in front of him again;
His old woman is sitting on the threshold,
And before her is a broken trough.

There was an old man with his old woman
By the very blue sea;
They lived in a dilapidated dugout
Exactly thirty years and three years.
The old man was catching fish with a net,
The old woman was spinning her yarn.

Once he threw a net into the sea -
The net came with one mud.
He threw a seine another time -
A seine came with sea grass.
For the third time he threw a net -
A net came with one fish,
With not just a fish - gold.

How the goldfish will pray!
In a human voice he says:
“Let me go, old man, into the sea!
Dear, I will give you a ransom:
I will pay off with whatever you want. "
The old man was surprised, frightened:
He fished for thirty years and three years
And I never heard a fish speak.
He let go of the gold fish
And he said to her an affectionate word:
“God is with you, goldfish!
I don’t need your ransom;
Step into the blue sea
Take a walk there for yourself in the open. "

Here he went to the blue sea;
He sees - the sea is playing a little.

A fish swam to him and asked;

"Have mercy, lady fish,
My old woman broke me,
Doesn't give the old man peace of mind:
She needs a new trough;
Ours is completely split. "
The goldfish answers:
“Do not be sad, go with God.
You will have a new trough. "

So he went to the blue sea
(Dark blue sea).
He began to click on the goldfish.

"What do you want, elder?"

The old woman scolds even more,
Doesn't give the old man peace of mind:
A grumpy woman asks for the hut. "
The goldfish answers:
“Do not be sad, go with God,
So be it: there will be a hut for you. "

The old man says to his old woman:
“Hello, madam noblewoman!
Tea, now your darling is happy. "
The old woman shouted at him,
She sent him to the stable to serve.

As the old man saw, he was frightened!
At the feet he bowed to the old woman,
He said: “Hello, formidable queen!
Well, is your darling happy now? "
The old woman did not look at him,
Only from the eyes she ordered him to be driven away.
Boyars and nobles ran up,
The old man was pushed in.
And at the door, the guards ran up,
I almost chopped them with axes,
And the people laughed at him:
“Serves you right, you old ignoramus!
Henceforth to you, ignorant, science:
Don't sit in your sleigh! "

Artist: N. Raschektayev

An old man lived with his old woman
By the very blue sea;
They lived in a dilapidated dugout
Exactly thirty years and three years.
The old man was catching fish with a net,
The old woman was spinning her yarn.
Once he threw a net into the sea, -
The net came with one mud.
He threw the net another time,
A seine came with sea grass.
For the third time he threw the net, -
A net came with one fish,
With a difficult fish - gold.
How the goldfish will pray!
In a human voice he says:
“Let me go, old man, into the sea,
Dear, I will give a ransom for myself:
I will pay off with whatever you want. "
The old man was surprised, frightened:
He fished for thirty years and three years
And I never heard a fish speak.
He let go of the gold fish
And he said to her an affectionate word:
“God is with you, goldfish!
I don’t need your ransom;
Step into the blue sea
Take a walk there for yourself in the open. "

So he went to the blue sea;
He sees - the sea is playing a little.

A fish swam to him and asked:
"What do you want, elder?"

"Have mercy, lady fish,
My old woman broke me,
Doesn't give the old man peace of mind:
She needs a new trough;
Ours is completely split. "
The goldfish answers:

You will have a new trough. "
The old man returned to the old woman,
The old woman has a new trough.
The old woman scolds even more:
“You fool, you fool!
Begged, you fool, trough!
Is there a lot of self-interest in the trough?
Go back, you fool, you go to the fish;
Bow down to her, beg for a hut. "

So he went to the blue sea,
He began to click a goldfish,

"What do you want, elder?"

“Have mercy, lady fish!
The old woman scolds even more,
Doesn't give the old man peace of mind:
A grumpy woman asks for the hut. "
The goldfish answers:
“Do not be sad, go with God,
So be it: there will be a hut for you. "
He went to his dugout,
And there is no trace of the dugout;
In front of him is a hut with a light,
With a brick, bleached chimney,
With oak, plank collars.
The old woman sits under the window
On what the light stands her husband scolds.
“You fool, straight fool!
I begged you, you dummy, a hut!
Come back, bow to the fish:
I don't want to be a black peasant
I want to be a pillar noblewoman. "

The old man went to the blue sea;
(The blue sea is not calm.)

A fish swam to him, asked:
"What do you want, elder?"
The old man replies to her with a bow:
“Have mercy, lady fish!
The old woman is more foolish than ever,
Doesn't give the old man peace of mind:
She doesn't want to be a peasant,
She wants to be a pillar noblewoman. "
The goldfish answers:
"Do not be sad, go with God."

The old man returned to the old woman.
What does he see? High tower.
His old woman stands on the porch
In an expensive sable jacket,
Brocade kitsch on the top,
The pearls cut down on my neck
There are golden rings on my hands,
On my feet are red boots.
Before her are diligent servants;
She hits them, drags them by the chuprun.
The old man says to his old woman:
“Hello, lady madam noblewoman!
Tea, now your darling is happy. "
The old woman shouted at him,
She sent him to the stable to serve.

Here's a week, another one goes by
The old woman became even more foolish:
He sends the old man to the fish again.
“Come back, bow to the fish:
I don't want to be a pillar noblewoman,
And I want to be a free queen. "
The old man got scared, prayed:
“What are you, woman, overeat henbane?
You don't know how to step or speak,
You will make the whole kingdom laugh. "
The old woman was more angry,
She hit her husband on the cheek.
“How dare you, man, argue with me,
With me, noblewoman of the pillar? -
Go to the sea, they tell you with honor,
If you don't go, they will lead you against your will. "

The old man went to the sea
(The blue sea has turned black.)
He began to click on the goldfish.
A fish swam to him, asked:
"What do you want, elder?"
The old man replies to her with a bow:
“Have mercy, lady fish!
Again my old woman rebelled:
She doesn't want to be a noblewoman,
He wants to be a free queen. "
The goldfish answers:
“Do not be sad, go with God!
Good! the old woman will be the queen! "

The old man returned to the old woman.
Well? before him are the royal chambers.
In the wards he sees his old woman,
She sits at the table as a queen,
Boyars and nobles serve her,
Overseas wines are poured into her;
She seizes with printed gingerbread;
A formidable guard stands around her,
They hold hatchets on their shoulders.
As the old man saw - he was frightened!
At the feet he bowed to the old woman,
He said: “Hello, formidable queen!
Well, now your darling is happy. "
The old woman did not look at him,
Only from the eyes she ordered him to be driven away.
Boyars and nobles ran up,
The old man was pushed into the back.
And at the door, the guards ran up,
I almost chopped them with axes.
And the people laughed at him:
“Serves you right, you old ignoramus!
Henceforth to you, ignorant, science:
Don't sit in your sleigh! "

Here's a week, another one goes by
The old woman became even more foolish:
He sends courtiers for her husband,
They found the old man, brought him to her.
The old woman says to the old man:
“Go back, bow to the fish.
I don't want to be a free queen
I want to be the mistress of the sea,
To live for me in Okiyane-sea,
So that a gold fish serve me
And I would have it on the parcels. "

The old man did not dare to contradict,
I did not dare to say a word across.
Here he goes to the blue sea,
He sees a black storm on the sea:
And so angry waves swelled,
So they walk, so howl and howl.
He began to click on the goldfish.
A fish swam to him, asked:
"What do you want, elder?"
The old man answers her with a bow:
“Have mercy, lady fish!
What should I do with the damn woman?
She does not want to be a queen,
Wants to be the mistress of the sea;
To live for her in the Okiyane-sea,
To serve her yourself
And she would have it on the parcels. "
The fish said nothing
Just splashed the water with my tail
And she went into the deep sea.
For a long time by the sea he waited for an answer,
I did not wait, I returned to the old woman -
Look: there is a dugout in front of him again;
His old woman is sitting on the threshold,
And before her is a broken trough.

On the sea, on the ocean, on an island on Buyan, there was a small dilapidated hut: an old man and an old woman lived in that hut. They lived in great poverty; the old man made a net and began to go to the sea and to fish: that was the only way to get his daily food. Once the old man threw down his net, began to pull, and it seemed to him as hard as it had never happened before: he could barely pull it out. Looks, and the net is empty; only one fish was caught, but the fish is not simple - gold. The fish prayed to him in a human voice: "Don't take me, old man! Better let me in the blue sea; I'll be useful to you myself: whatever you want, I will do it." The old man thought and thought and said: "I don't need anything from you: go for a walk in the sea!"
He threw the goldfish into the water and returned home. The old woman asks him: "Did you catch a lot, old man?" - "Yes, only one goldfish, and he threw that into the sea; she strongly implored: let go, she said, in the blue sea; I'll be in good weather for you: whatever you wish, I will do everything! I regretted the fish, did not take the ransom from it, let him go free ". - "Oh, you old devil! Great happiness fell into your hands, but you did not manage to own it."
The old woman got angry, scolds the old man from morning to evening, does not give him peace of mind: "If only I could beg for bread from her! After all, soon there will be no dry crust; why are you going to eat?" The old man could not resist, went to the goldfish for bread; came to the sea and shouted in a loud voice: "Fish, fish. Become a tail in the sea, head towards me." The fish swam to the shore: "What do you want, old man?" - "The old woman was angry, she sent for bread." - "Go home, you will have plenty of bread." The old man returned: "Well, old woman, have you any bread?" - "There is plenty of bread; but the trouble is: the trough is cracked, there is nothing to wash in clothes; go to the goldfish, ask for a new one."
The old man went to the sea: "Fish, fish! Become a tail in the sea, head towards me." A goldfish swam: "What do you want, old man?" - "The old woman sent, she asks for a new trough." - "Well, you will have a trough." The old man came back - just at the door, and the old woman pounced on him again: "Go," he says, "to the goldfish, ask them to build a new hut; you can't live in ours, and see what falls apart!" The old man went to the sea: "Fish, fish! Become a tail in the sea, head towards me." The fish swam, turned its head towards him, tail in the sea and asked: "What do you want, old man?" - "Build us a new hut; the old woman swears, does not give me peace; I do not want, she says, to live in the old hut: she just look at it all fall apart!" - "Do not grieve, old man! Go home and pray to God, everything will be done."
The old man came back - in his yard there is a new hut, oak, with carved patterns. An old woman runs out to meet him, gets angry more than ever, swears more than ever: "Oh, you old dog! You don't know how to use your happiness. Begged for a hut and, you think, you've done it! No, go back to the goldfish and tell me to her: I don’t want to be a peasant, I want to be a voivode, so that good people obey me, bow to the waist when they meet. ” The old man went to the sea, said in a loud voice: "Fish, fish! Become a tail in the sea, head towards me." A fish swam, became its tail in the sea, head towards it: "What do you want, old man?" The old man replies: "The old woman does not give me peace, she is completely foolish: she does not want to be a peasant, she wants to be a voivodikh." - "Well, do not grieve! Go home and pray to God, everything will be done."
An old man came back, and instead of a hut there is a stone house, built on three floors; servants run around the yard, cooks knock in the kitchen, and an old woman in an expensive brocade dress sits on high armchairs and gives orders. "Hello, wife!" - says the old man. "Oh, you ignoramus! How dare you call me, the governor, your wife? Hey, people! Take this little man to the stable and whip it off as painfully as possible." At once the servant came running, grabbed the old man by the collar and dragged him into the stable; the grooms began to treat him with whips, and so they treated him that he barely got to his feet. After that the old woman made the old man a janitor; ordered to give him a broom to clean the yard, and to feed and water him in the kitchen. Bad life for the old man: clean up the yard all day, and where it is unclean - now go to the stable! "What a witch! - the old man thinks. - She was given happiness, but she buried herself like a pig, and she does not consider me for a husband!"
Not much, not a little time passed, the old woman bothered to be a commander, she demanded an old man and orders: "Go, old devil, to the goldfish, tell her: I do not want to be a commander, I want to be a queen." The old man went to the sea: "Fish, fish! Become a tail in the sea, head towards me." A goldfish swam: "What do you want, old man?" - "Why, my old woman is more foolish than ever: she doesn't want to be a voivod, she wants to be a queen." - "Do not grieve! Go home and pray to God, everything will be done." An old man came back, and instead of the old house, a high palace stands under a golden roof; the sentries walk around and throw out their guns; behind a large garden stretched out, and in front of the palace - a green meadow; the troops are gathered in the meadow. The old woman dressed up as a queen, appeared on the balcony with the generals and the boyars, and began to inspect and divorce those troops: drums beat, music thundered, soldiers shouted "hurray"!
Not much, not a little time passed, the old woman bothered to be a queen, she ordered to find the old man and present her bright eyes before her eyes. There was a commotion, the generals are fussing, the boyars are running around: "What kind of old man?" They found him forcibly in the backyard, took him to the queen. “Listen, old devil!” The old woman says to him. Go to the goldfish and tell her: I don’t want to be a queen, I want to be a sea ruler, so that all the seas and all the fish obey me. ” The old man had to deny; where are you going! if you don’t go, head off! Reluctantly, the old man went to the sea, came and said: "Fish, fish! Become a tail in the sea, head towards me." There is no goldfish! The old man calls another time - again, no! Calls for the third time - suddenly the sea began to rustle, agitated; that was bright, clean, but here it was completely blackened. A fish swims to the shore: "What do you want, old man?" - "The old woman is even more foolish; she does not want to be a queen, she wants to be a sea mistress, to rule over all waters, to command over all fish."
The goldfish said nothing to the old man, turned and went into the depths of the sea. The old man turned back, looked and couldn't believe his eyes: the palace was gone, and in its place is a small dilapidated hut, and in the hut sits an old woman in a tattered sundress. They began to live as before, the old man again took up fishing; only as often as he threw nets into the sea, he could no longer catch the goldfish.