The parable of the snake and the eagle An eagle fell from heaven to earth like a stone and caught the snake basking in the sun by surprise. When the eagle grabbed the snake, it did not resist and hung lifelessly in its claws. The bird, proud of its prey, flew to the nest. The snake, which previously seemed dead,

The parable of the workhorse From year to year the workhorse worked hard and received shelter and miserable food for it. One day, when the horse was resting after a hard day, a weasel ran into its stall and began to make fun of it. “Look at me, you hackneyed nag, I’m agile and free.”

PARABLE OF MUSIN Once upon a time, in a city called Nadezhda, there lived a young man whose name was Joe. Joe studied the dharma diligently and received a Buddhist name. They called him Musin. Joe lived the same way as everyone else. He went to work, he had a wonderful wife. However, despite

The Parable of Crutches When a village elder lost his legs as a result of an accident, he began to walk on crutches. Gradually, he learned to move quite quickly and even learned to dance and pirouette to amuse his neighbors. Then it dawned on him,

A parable about the transfer of knowledge With this, perhaps, I will finish the story about my long path to Eastern knowledge. I can only say with confidence that mudras have become not only my assistants in life, but also a real calling. For many years I practiced, collected and systematized my

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Moral Lessons Parable. About a bird that couldn't fly...

Once upon a time there was a bird that could not fly. Like wingless creatures she walked on the earth, although she knew that some birds fly.

One day, an egg from a flying bird accidentally fell into her nest, and she hatched it with her own.

The hatched chick began to grow and develop, but its inherent ability to fly did not manifest itself.

Sometimes he asked his adoptive mother: “When will I fly?” And the bird tied to the ground answered him: “To fly, you must be persistent in your endeavor, like all birds.” She didn’t know how to teach the fledgling chick a lesson in flying, she didn’t even know how to push it out of the nest so that it could be convinced of its abilities.

But it is strange that the chick himself did not notice this. The feeling of gratitude to his adoptive mother did not allow him to understand his situation. “If it weren’t for her,” he reasoned to himself, I would still remain in the egg.

And sometimes he said to himself like this: “The one to whom I owe my birth, of course, will teach me to fly.” It's only a matter of time, or perhaps it all depends on my own efforts, or maybe for this I need to have some kind of higher wisdom - there are no other reasons. The bird that brought me to where I am today will one day take me to the next level.

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Parables with meaning have always been used to teach and raise children. After all, wise advice, presented in an interesting, concise and fairy tale form much better perceived and remembered. Therefore, parables for children are an amazingly effective means of learning and development. The wisdom contained in parables, presented in a simple and engaging way, teaches children to think for themselves and find solutions to problems. A good parable develops imagination and intuition in children, and also helps them think about their behavior and realize their own mistakes. These short stories will explain to children that you can always find many ways to solve one problem and that life is not divided only into black and white, bad and good.

How to help people

Teacher, goodbye. “I’m going to wander and help people,” said the young man, entering the teacher’s house.
- How long will you be leaving? - asked the teacher.
- For a long time! Maybe forever. I want to serve people and make them happier! - the student exclaimed proudly.
- You are the only man in the family, the hope of your mother and grandmother. Who will you leave them with? - the teacher was surprised.
“They will live somehow,” answered the student. - You yourself taught us that the main thing in life is to bring happiness to people.
- You are right. But you don't have to go far for this. At first make those who are near you happy, then those who are far away will come to you, - advised the old teacher.

Who has cleaner hands?

Two students came to study in the workshop of the famous sculptor. The teacher told them: “First you need to learn how to work with stone. I have a large block of stone in my yard. Plank it on both sides so that you get even planes. I will come back in the evening and look at your work.” Then the sculptor gave the students the tools and left.
- I won't do boring work. Any mason can do such rough work. “I want to be a sculptor, not a stonemason,” said one student.
“It’s not a shame to sweat at work if you take it on willingly,” said the second student and got to work.
The first student left and rested all day. He returned only in the evening, when all the work was done.
Later the teacher came and, without looking at the work, asked the students to show their hands. The first student's hands were clean and well-groomed. The second one had calluses, abrasions and stone dust all over his hands.
“I’ll wash my hands now, teacher,” he said, blushing.
“There is no need to wash your hands,” the teacher noted.
- Purity - best beauty“, - said the first student and proudly looked at his pink hands.
- The hands of a lazy person are only clean in appearance. These hands are truly clean,” said the sculptor, pointing to the dusty hands of the second student. “They worked all day and did all the work honestly.

Learn to ask

Two young jewelers came to the jewelry workshop.
- You have already received the title of master, but real mastery is achieved through experience. It’s not a shame not to know, it’s a shame not to learn,” the chief jeweler told them.
“It’s never too late to learn,” one young master agreed. He came from a family of builders, and in the school of jewelers he worked only with semi-precious stones.
“You don’t need to teach an eagle to fly,” muttered the second one. He was the son of a jeweler and from early childhood saw how precious stones were processed. His father closed his workshop due to illness. The young man dreamed of opening his father’s workshop again as soon as he got back on his feet.
Both young masters worked hard. Gradually they began to be trusted with difficult work. Both of them did an excellent job. A young jeweler from a family of builders constantly asked questions. Most often, he asked about the intricacies of making unique jewelry that old masters made. The second young master never asked. He said to his friend in surprise:
- Why do you keep asking? You are a master, not a student.
“Don’t study until you’re old, but study until you die,” the young man answered, laughing.
One day, the chief jeweler commissioned a craftsman from the builder's family to make a diamond necklace.
- Why didn’t you give this order to me? I know better how to work with diamonds! - the second young master exclaimed offendedly.
- If there are difficulties, this young man will definitely consult and will not ruin the work. And you're afraid to ask. Don't be afraid that you don't know, be afraid that you don't learn. Otherwise, you won’t become a real master,” explained the chief jeweler.

A parable for children about respect for mother

The first rich man of the city organized a celebration in honor of the birth of his son. All noble townspeople were invited. Only the rich man’s mother did not come to the holiday. She lived far away in the village and, apparently, was unable to come. On the occasion of this wonderful event, tables were set up in the central square of the city and refreshments were prepared for everyone. At the height of the holiday, an old woman covered with a veil knocked on the rich man’s gate.
- All the beggars are treated to food in the central square. Go there,” the servant ordered the beggar.
“I don’t need a treat, let me just look at the baby for one minute,” the old woman asked, and then added: “I am also a mother, and I also once had a son.” Now I have been living alone for a long time, and have not seen my son for many years.
The servant asked the owner what he should do. The rich man looked out the window and saw a poorly dressed woman covered with an old blanket.
- You see, this is a beggar woman. Drive her away,” he angrily ordered the servant. - Every beggar has his own mother, but I cannot allow them all to look at my son.
The old woman began to cry and sadly said to the servant:
- Tell the owner that I wish my son and grandson health and happiness, and also say: “ He who respects his own mother will not curse someone else's".
When the servant conveyed the words of the old woman, the rich man realized that it was his mother who came to him. He rushed out of the house, but his mother was nowhere to be seen.

Leaves and roots

The son has not visited his parents for a long time. He was a rich merchant, the owner of a huge store and lived in a big city. Every month the son sent his parents money, and on holidays - gifts. Of course, mother and father missed their son and often invited him to visit. But on weekdays the son was busy in the store, and on holidays he feasted with friends - the same noble merchants.
Everything was fine until thieves set fire to his store. The thieves were caught and put in prison, but this did not make it any easier for the merchant. His store and warehouses with goods burned to the ground.
The merchant went to the banker to borrow money to build a new store, and he said:
- I don't lend money to poor people. I don't want them to go to jail for not paying their debt.
All his friends also refused to help the merchant.
At that moment, the merchant received a letter from his father:
“Son, we heard about your misfortune. Come quickly. And from a tall tree leaves fall to the roots".
The merchant did not understand anything, but still decided to go and visit his parents, whom he had not seen for many years. Sad he entered his parents' house. The mother was busy, she didn’t know how to get her son to sit down or what to feed him, and the father brought a bag full of money. The old man gave the money to the amazed merchant and said:
- Son, here is the money you sent us, and also my savings. Don't worry, we can feed ourselves. The main thing is, don’t forget that we are your roots, and come back to us more often.

Children's parable about the most difficult task

Children are designed in such a way that they strive to learn new things every minute. They are interested in everything mysterious and unknown. But sometimes it can be difficult to understand life’s complex issues. Parables contain the age-old wisdom of generations, philosophical reflections and useful tips. Simple fairy tale language will be understandable to children. Short parables for children help develop thinking, memory and perception, being, in essence, a teacher who cultivates love, decency, peacefulness - spiritual beauty in children. The main thing is that parables tell us that life is multifaceted, spacious, and you can always find many options for getting out of any current situation.

Two ambassadors

The king sent two ambassadors on a friendly visit to the neighboring country.
“See if our neighbors are plotting war against us,” the king ordered the ambassadors.
The ambassadors were received well, accommodated in the best rooms, fed sumptuous dinners, and invited to balls.
The ambassadors returned and began to tell the king about their trip.
- Don't be afraid, king. Our neighbors are kind and hospitable,” the first ambassador said with a smile. - We were received as the most dear guests. I have never tried such dishes as there in my life: roast sea monster, apples of paradise, nightingales’ tongues in wine sauce. We were served a hundred dishes and a hundred wines, just like royalty.
The ambassador spent a long time listing what he ate and drank in the neighboring kingdom. Then the second ambassador took the floor:
- Our neighbors are plotting war. We urgently need to gather an army and strengthen the borders. Firstly, every day we were not fed according to rank. We were served a hundred dishes and a hundred wines each, so that we would eat more and look around less. Secondly, we were accompanied everywhere by a crowd of royal friends, but they were military men, judging by their bearing. Thirdly, we were shown one new weapons factory. I heard in a conversation that this was the fifth plant, and I realized that there were four more. The plant was large, larger than any of our plants.
The ambassador talked for a long time about everything he saw and heard. The king rewarded the second ambassador and ordered him to prepare for war, and the king said to the first ambassador:
- A stupid man talks about what he drank and ate, a smart man talks about what he saw and heard..

A parable for children about the ability to rejoice

Most of all, Maria loved flowers. She had a small garden near her house. What kind of flowers did not grow in this garden! They bloomed from early spring to late autumn and delighted everyone around.
Maria lived with her sick old grandfather. He could barely walk, leaning on a stick. Every morning, grandfather, wincing in pain, barely reached Maria’s kindergarten and sat down on a bench there. The old man looked at the flowers and a smile appeared on his face.
- Thank you, Maria. Looking at your beautiful flowers, I forget about pain,” the old man said to his granddaughter.
Maria laughed in response, and the flowers opened their colorful petals even wider. But one day trouble happened. It was raining with hail and wind. In a few minutes, Maria's kindergarten was destroyed. Some flowers looked as if they had been cut with scissors, others were broken. Maria wept bitterly as she removed the broken flowers. The next day the sun was shining again. The watered soil warmed up, and the flower roots remaining in it sprouted new shoots. A week later, several buds appeared on them. Maria frowned and didn’t even go into her kindergarten. To her surprise, grandfather came every morning and sat on a bench in the garden. He looked at the ruined garden, and a smile appeared on his face.
-What are you happy about, grandfather? - Maria asked him. - There are no more flowers in my garden.
- If there are flowers, rejoice at the flowers, if there are no flowers, rejoice at the buds, - the old man smiled.
Maria looked carefully at the new shoots and also began to smile. Soon Mary’s garden blossomed again to the delight of everyone around.

Who does heaven help?

People were walking through the village. They fled from a neighboring region from a plague epidemic. Many were exhausted and begged, but the villagers fumigated their houses with smoke and tightly closed the gates and shutters. Only one peasant could not stand it. He brought several bags of flour from his barn and ordered his wife: “Bake bread. I can’t calmly look at the mountain, at least I’ll help with something.” The wife began to bake bread, and the peasant came out of the gate with warm loaves of bread and distributed it to the hungry. One old man handed the peasant a bag in return and said:
- Take it, good man. I took this bag from home, but my family died and I don’t need it.
The old man took the bread, cried and moved on. The peasant was afraid of getting infected and threw the bag into the corner of the barn. The flow of refugees was enormous, and soon the peasant ran out of flour. Then he went to the mill and ground the grain stock left for planting.
- Are you crazy. How will you continue to live? - the neighbors told the peasant.
“I have a house and my family, but these unfortunate people have nothing.” Let’s pray to God, maybe he will send us food and support,” the peasant answered.
But in winter he had to bake bread half and half with grass. One day my wife was cleaning out the barn and found some kind of bag in the corner.
- Look, husband, there are some pebbles here! - the wife screamed.
- One old man gave me this for bread. These are precious stones! - exclaimed the peasant.
The peasant bought grain, a new horse and helped all the poor people in the village. When asked where their wealth came from, the peasant’s wife always answered: - To a kind person and heaven helps.

The best medicine

A misfortune happened in the kingdom - the princess fell ill. After the royal ball, the princess became sad, and a week later she fell ill. The doctors couldn't do anything. A year later, the princess became so weak that doctors feared for her life.
One day a famous doctor arrived in the city from overseas. The king invited him to the palace. The doctor came in and began to talk about his journey. At the same time, he carefully watched the princess. She didn't seem to be listening to him. The moment the doctor said the name of his ship, tears appeared in the princess's eyes. When he called the captain's name, the girl's cheeks turned pink.
- The first treatment session is over. We will continue tomorrow,” the doctor told the queen.
The next day the doctor appeared along with a young officer, in whose hands was a chest.
- This is the captain of the ship. “He helped me bring the medicine,” the doctor introduced him.
When the companions entered the princess, she screamed.
“My love, I brought you overseas gifts,” the captain put the chest at the princess’s feet and threw himself on his knees in front of her.
- Why did you tell me at the ball that you don’t believe in love? - the princess whispered.
“Because I fell madly in love with you, but I didn’t hope that you might like the captain,” the officer answered. IN
The crayfish quietly left.
- How is the princess feeling? - the queen asked with excitement.
“The medicine is working, and the princess began to speak,” the doctor answered.
- What kind of wonderful medicine is this? - exclaimed the queen.
- The best medicine for a person is a person, for a child - a mother, and for a lover - a loved one“, the doctor explained, smiling.

What is the most important thing in work?

The large royal clock stopped. It was the king's favorite watch, and he ordered the king's chief watchmaker to repair it as quickly as possible. The master disassembled the watch and saw that the silver spring of the watch had burst. A new one was carefully made based on the model of the old spring. But she didn’t want to get back into place. We gathered experienced watchmakers from all over the country.
- It's all about the composition of silver. “We all know that the recipe for making ancient silver has been lost,” one fat master said importantly.
“We need to make the spring less elastic,” the little old man advised.
- We need to make not a silver spring, but a steel one. Modern materials the most reliable,” the most learned master arrogantly remarked.
Watchmakers discussed the problem for a long time. Some suggested making a new one for the king instead of the old one; others advised inviting a famous master from another country. Only one young master remained silent. He walked over to the disassembled clock and picked up a new spring.
“Be careful, you are still young and not experienced enough,” exclaimed the chief watchmaker.
- Judge not by appearance, but by deeds. “I’ve had the title of master for three years now,” the young man answered. Then he inserted the spring into the clock and deftly turned it. Click, and the spring fell into place. The young man wound up his watch and they started walking. All their mouths opened in surprise, and someone said: - A hundred tips are no substitute for a pair of experienced hands..

Don't lie

The son was proud that his father sent him alone to the fair to sell straw hats. The young man loaded the hats into the cart and set off. At the fork in two roads, a young peasant stopped to rest. As soon as he boiled the tea, the clatter of hooves was heard, and a carriage, also loaded with straw hats, drove up to the young man.
- Hey, guy, which road will take us faster to the fair? - asked the peasant from the cart.
“Rest a little,” suggested the young man, upset that he had a competitor.
The peasant refused, and then the young man pointed with his hand to the right road that led through the field. He was lying, this road was three times longer than the forest road.
“You won’t be able to get ahead of me anyway,” muttered the young man.
After resting a little, he drove along the forest road. The young man had almost reached the fair when suddenly his horse stopped. The young man couldn’t believe his eyes when he saw that a huge oak tree was lying on the road. It was impossible to go around the tree, we had to turn back and then take the long road to the fair.
Returning home, the son upsetly told his father:
- I sold few hats because I arrived late at the fair. A tree blocked the road. In addition, there was another hat dealer at the fair. I outwitted him and sent him along the long road, but he still arrived before me.
- Remember, son: deceiving people, you deceive yourself, - said the father.
“I didn’t deceive myself,” the son was surprised.
- If you had shown the peasant the right road, he would have warned you about the tree. So it turns out that you deceived yourself,” the father explained.

Parables for children, written wisely and touchingly, serve as an excellent textbook for learning about life. Children from a very early age should know that the world, although there are sorrows and sorrows in it, is beautiful. And when they grow up, they will try to make this world an even better place, because they, raised in love and kindness, will begin to return it all a hundredfold.

Learn to rise

One people had a sign! Whoever picks a white flower on the mountain on New Year's Eve will be happy. The mountain on which the flower of happiness bloomed was enchanted. She was constantly shaking and no one could stay on her. But everyone New Year there were brave souls who tried to climb the mountain.
One day, three friends also decided to try their luck. Before going to the mountain, friends came to the sage to ask for advice.
- If you fall seven times, get up eight, - the sage advised them.
Three friends went up the mountain, all with different sides. An hour later the first young man returned, covered in bruises.
“The sage was wrong,” he said. “I fell seven times, and when I got up the eighth time, I saw that I had only walked a quarter of the mountain. Then I decided to return.
The second young man came two hours later, all beaten up, and said:
- The sage deceived us. I fell seven times, and when I got up on the eighth time, I saw that I had only walked a third of the mountain. Then I decided to return.
The third young man came a day later with a white flower in his hands, and there was not a scratch on it.
-Didn't you fall? - his friends asked.
- I fell, maybe I fell a hundred times, or maybe more. “I didn’t count,” the young man answered.
- Why don’t you have bruises and abrasions? - friends were surprised.
“Before going to the mountain, I learned to fall,” the young man laughed.
- This man has learned not to fall, but to rise, which means he will achieve any goal in life! - said the sage, having learned about the young man.

A parable about how to overcome fear

The winter was harsh and the tribe was starving. The animals seemed to have died out in the forest. The herds of deer went to where it was warmer, and the hares and birds hid. The hunters had difficulty catching any small animal. One day, hunters found a bear's den in the forest. Bear hunting was prohibited in the tribe. The bear was considered the master of all animals. The people of the tribe believed that successful hunting in the forest depended on him. When the old tribal leader learned about the bear, he said:
- We must go and kill the bear, otherwise we will all die. The owner of the forest will forgive us. Many children and women can no longer move.
It was scary to kill the owner of the forest, but several hunters, led by the chief’s son, decided to do it. The hunters added courage to themselves by dancing and wearing war paint. But as soon as the brave souls approached the den, fear shackled their arms and legs, and they ran away. Then the tribal leader ordered his son:
- You must go and kill the bear. The tribe's hunters may be afraid to break the law, but the chief's son is not.
For three days the young hunter saved up his courage and made himself a new heavy spear. Finally he made up his mind. In the evening, the chief's son came running to the camp with tattered clothes and shaking with fear.
- Son! Why didn't you kill the bear? - the leader got angry.
- I killed. But when the owner of the forest fell, the fear returned and I ran away.
- Son, you will become a good leader if you remember my words: " If you're afraid, don't do it; if you do, don't be afraid.", said the leader. Then he took the cart and went after the bear.

First piece of bread

One rich man lost his appetite and announced: “Whoever cooks something tasty for me will receive a hundred gold coins.”
Many chefs prepared various dishes for the rich man. He tried one dish after another, but they all seemed tasteless to him. One day a poor man came to the rich man and said:
- I didn’t bring a dish, but an advice: “The first piece is always delicious.”
“Nonsense, in all dishes both the first and the last piece are equally tasteless,” the rich man shouted angrily and ordered the poor man to be thrown out.
The servant took pity on the poor man and gave him a piece of bread. Then the poor man had an idea. The next morning, he disguised himself as a sorcerer, came to the rich man and reported that in the forest, under the tallest spruce tree, there was a wonderful bread that restored appetite.
“You must find this remedy yourself, otherwise it will not work,” said the poor man in disguise.
The rich man wanted to try this bread so much that he went into the forest with the sorcerer. The whole day they walked through the forest in search of the tallest spruce. When the tree was found, the rich man was staggering from hunger and fatigue, so he immediately bit off a huge piece of bread and swallowed it greedily. Then the poor man took the rest of the edge from him and said:
- You will get the rest when you admit that the first piece is the most delicious.
“This wonderful bread, yes, but people don’t have such delicious food,” said the rich man.
The poor man laughed and said that he received this little piece yesterday from a servant. The rich man had to give one hundred gold coins to the poor man.
- The first bite tastes best when it's truly the first., - the poor man laughed.

Woe is me, woe,” the husband sighed, sitting on the bench, and tears rolled down his face in a stream.
- Why are you whining all the time? - the wife got angry. - If you want to be happy, be it.
- How can I be happy if happiness does not come to me? But misfortunes fall one after another on my poor head. The harvest is not ripe, the roof is leaky, the fence is broken, and my legs hurt. “Oh, woe is me, woe,” the man cried.
Happiness heard these lamentations and took pity on the poor fellow. It decided to look into his house. Happiness knocked on the window and said: " If you want to be happy, be it".
“Wait to cry, look, something is shining in our window,” the wife stopped the man.
- Close the curtains. This light blinds me and prevents me from grieving,” the man told his wife and began to sob again.
The wife closed the curtains, sat down next to him on the bench and also began to cry. They still sit like that and complain about their miserable life. Happiness was surprised and flew away.

Seven doors

The grandson came to visit his grandfather. The old man began to ask him about his affairs, but the grandson was taciturn.
“You look tired, as if you’ve lived a hard life,” the grandfather remarked.
“You’re right, there’s nothing good in my life,” the grandson sighed.
“I have prepared a gift to dispel your sadness,” said the grandfather. - Yes, I put it in the secretary drawer and forgot which one.
My grandfather’s secretary was an old one, with many doors.
“It doesn’t matter, I’ll find him quickly,” the grandson grinned and began to open one door after another.
Soon the gift was found, and under it lay a note: " There are many doors in life, and behind one of them is a gift from fate.. The wise say: " You have to knock on seven doors for one to open."".

Master or servant

One day a rich gentleman came to the teacher and said:
“You probably don’t remember me, but I’ve remembered your lessons all my life.” “Be the masters of your feelings - will, reason, perseverance. Let them obey you,” you told us. These words helped me achieve everything.
“I’m glad,” the teacher smiled. - But why did you come again?
- Help me cope with one feeling. Life is cruel, and I often had to deprive my debtors of shelter and land. Lately, memories of them have been keeping me awake.
- Your heart is not hardened if it hears the voice of conscience. A person must serve this feeling. Be the master of will and reason, but the servant of conscience“, my student,” said the teacher.

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