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Story " Moidodyr"Teaches children and even adults who read a work to them to be neat, wash their faces and brush their teeth in the morning. An interesting work of Chukovsky in poetic form is easy to read and remember.

Based on it, you can put on children's performances, fairy tales, come up with scenarios for children's parties. Perhaps I don’t agree that everything is so useful for the comprehensive development of kids, but Moidodyr sympathizes with me and I enjoy reading it to my son.

Korney Chukovsky "Moydodyr"

A blanket
ran away
The sheet has flown
And a pillow
Like a frog
Ran away from me.
I'm for the candle
Candle in the oven!
I'm for the book
Ta - run
And skipping
Under the bed!

I want to drink tea
I run to the samovar,
But pot-bellied from me
Run away like fire.

God, God
What happened?
From what
All around
started spinning
spun
And rushed the wheel?

irons
behind
boots
Boots
behind
pies,
pies
behind
irons,
Poker
behind
sash -
Everything is spinning
And spinning
And rushes somersault.

Suddenly from my mother's bedroom,
Bow-legged and lame,
Washbasin runs out
And shakes his head:

“Oh you, ugly, oh you, dirty,
Unwashed pig!
You're blacker than a chimney sweep
Love yourself:
You have wax on your neck
You have a blob under your nose
You have such hands
That even trousers ran away
Even trousers, even trousers
They ran away from you.

Early in the morning at dawn
The mice are washing
Both kittens and ducklings
And bugs and spiders.

You alone did not wash
And remained dirty
And ran away from dirty
And stockings and boots.

I am the Great Washbasin
The famous Moidodyr,
Washbasin Head
And washcloths Commander!

If I stamp my foot
Call my soldiers
Into this room in a crowd
Wash basins will fly in
And they bark and howl,
And their feet will pound
And you a brainwasher
Unwashed, they will give -
Directly to the Moyka
Directly to Moyka
Head down!"

He hit the copper basin
And he cried out: "Kara-baras!"

And now brushes, brushes
They crackled like rattles
And let me rub
Sentence:

"My, my chimney sweep
Clean, clean, clean, clean!
Will be, will be a chimney sweep
Clean, clean, clean, clean!"

Here the soap jumped
And clung to the hair
And wilted, and lathered,
And bit like a wasp.

And from a mad washcloth
I ran like a stick
And she is behind me, behind me
Along Sadovaya, along Sennaya.

I'm to the Tauride Garden,
Jumped over the fence
And she follows me
And bites like a wolf.

Suddenly towards my good,
My favorite crocodile.
He is with Totosha and Kokosha
Walked along the alley

And a washcloth, like a jackdaw,
Like a jackdaw, swallowed.

And then how it roars
On me,
How to pound with feet
On me:
"Go home,
He speaks,
Yes, wash your face
He speaks,
And not how I'll get on,
He speaks,
I will trample and swallow!”
He speaks.

How I started down the street
run,
I ran to the washbasin
again.

Soap, soap
Soap, soap
Washed endlessly
Washed off and waxed
And ink
From an unwashed face.

And now trousers, trousers
So they jumped into my hands.

And behind them is a pie:
"Come on, eat me, my friend!"

And then a sandwich:
Jumped - and right in the mouth!

Here comes the book
The notebook turned
And the grammar started
Dance with arithmetic.

Here is the Great Washbasin,
The famous Moidodyr,
Washbasin Head
And washcloth Commander,
Ran up to me dancing
And, kissing, he said:

"Now I love you,
Now I praise you!
Finally, you dirty
Pleased Moidodyr!”

Gotta, gotta wash
Mornings and evenings

And unclean
Chimney sweeps -
Shame and disgrace!
Shame and disgrace!

Long live scented soap,
And a fluffy towel
And tooth powder
And thick scallop!

Let's wash, splash,
Swim, dive, tumble
In a tub, in a trough, in a tub,
In the river, in the stream, in the ocean, -

And in the bath, and in the bath,
Anytime and anywhere -
Eternal glory to water!

The work is dated 1922.

Analysis of Chukovsky's fairy tale "Moydodyr"

The works of Korney Chukovsky can be analyzed for a very long time, quoting from poems and fairy tales, and the author himself would not always like such an analysis. But as for the analysis of Chukovsky's fairy tale "Moidodyr", I quite like it. Firstly, there are no scary phrases, as in "Aibolit": "He ran along the path, And his legs were cut." Secondly, the fairy tale is instructive, it is extremely necessary to read it to dirty people.

And on our website you can watch online the Soviet cartoon "Moidodyr" by.

The sheet has flown

And a pillow

Like a frog

Ran away from me.

I'm for the candle

Candle in the oven!

I'm for the book

Ta - run

And skipping

Under the bed!

I want to drink tea

I run to the samovar,

But pot-bellied from me

Run away like fire.

God, God

What happened?

From what

All around

started spinning

spun

And rushed the wheel?

boots

pies,

sash -

Everything is spinning

And spinning

And rushes somersault.

Suddenly from my mother's bedroom,

Bow-legged and lame,

Washbasin runs out

And shakes his head:

“Oh you, ugly, oh you, dirty,

Unwashed pig!

You're blacker than a chimney sweep

Love yourself:

You have wax on your neck

You have a blob under your nose

You have such hands

That even trousers ran away

Even trousers, even trousers

They ran away from you.

Early in the morning at dawn

The mice are washing

Both kittens and ducklings

And bugs and spiders.

You alone did not wash

And remained dirty

And ran away from dirty

And stockings and boots.

I am the Great Washbasin

The famous Moidodyr,

Washbasin Head

And washcloths Commander!

If I stamp my foot

Call my soldiers

Into this room in a crowd

Wash basins will fly in

And they bark and howl,

And their feet will pound

And you a brainwasher

Unwashed, they will give -

Directly to the Moyka

Directly to Moyka

Head down!"

He hit the copper basin

And he cried out: "Kara-baras!"

And now brushes, brushes

They crackled like rattles

And let me rub

Sentence:

"My, my chimney sweep

Clean, clean, clean, clean!

Will be, will be a chimney sweep

Clean, clean, clean, clean!"

Here the soap jumped

And clung to the hair

And wilted, and lathered,

And bit like a wasp.

And from a mad washcloth

I ran like a stick

And she is behind me, behind me

Along Sadovaya, along Sennaya.

I'm to the Tauride Garden,

Jumped over the fence

And she follows me

And bites like a wolf.

Suddenly towards my good,

My favorite crocodile.

He is with Totosha and Kokosha

Walked along the alley

And a washcloth, like a jackdaw,

Like a jackdaw, swallowed.

And then how it roars

How to pound with feet

"Go home,

Yes, wash your face

And not how I'll get on,

I will trample and swallow!” -

How I started running down the street,

I ran to the washbasin again,

Soap, soap,

Soap, soap

Washed endlessly.

Washed off and waxed

And ink

From an unwashed face.

And now trousers, trousers

So they jumped into my hands.

And behind them is a pie:

"Come on, eat me, my friend!"

And then a sandwich:

Jumped - and right in the mouth!

Here comes the book

The notebook turned

And the grammar started

Dance with arithmetic.

Here is the great wash basin,

The famous Moidodyr,

Washbasin Head

And washcloth Commander,

Ran up to me dancing

And, kissing, he said:

"Now I love you,

Now I praise you!

Finally, you dirty

Pleased Moidodyr!”

Gotta, gotta wash

Mornings and evenings

And unclean

Chimney sweeps -

Shame and disgrace!

Shame and disgrace!

Long live scented soap,

And a fluffy towel

And tooth powder

And thick scallop!

Let's wash, splash,

Swim, dive, tumble

In a tub, in a trough, in a tub,

In the river, in the stream, in the ocean,

A blanket
ran away
The sheet has flown
And a pillow
Like a frog
Ran away from me.

I'm for the candle
Candle in the oven!
I'm for the book
Ta - run
And skipping
Under the bed!

I want to drink tea
I run to the samovar,
But pot-bellied from me
Run away like fire.

What's happened?
What happened?
From what
All around
started spinning
spun
And rushed the wheel?

Irons for boots
Boots for pies
Pies for irons,
Poker for a sash -
Everything is spinning
And spinning
And rushes somersault.

Suddenly from my mother's bedroom,
Bow-legged and lame,
Washbasin runs out
And shakes his head:

“Oh you, ugly, oh you, dirty,
Unwashed pig!
You're blacker than a chimney sweep
Love yourself:
You have wax on your neck
You have a blob under your nose
You have such hands
That even trousers ran away
Even trousers, even trousers
They ran away from you.

Early in the morning at dawn
The mice are washing
Both kittens and ducklings
And bugs and spiders.

You alone did not wash
And remained dirty
And ran away from dirty
And stockings and boots.

I am the Great Washbasin
The famous Moidodyr,
Washbasin Head
And washcloths Commander!

If I stamp my foot
Call my soldiers
Into this room in a crowd
Wash basins will fly in
And they bark and howl,
And their feet will pound
And you a brainwasher
Unwashed, they will give -
Directly to the Moyka
Directly to Moyka
Head down!"

He hit the copper basin
And he cried out: "Kara-baras!"

And now brushes, brushes
They crackled like rattles
And let me rub
Sentence:

"My, my chimney sweep
Clean, clean, clean, clean!
Will be, will be a chimney sweep
Clean, clean, clean, clean!"

Here the soap jumped
And clung to the hair
And wilted, and lathered,
And bit like a wasp.

And from a mad washcloth
I ran like a stick
And she is behind me, behind me
Along Sadovaya, along Sennaya.

I'm to the Tauride Garden,
Jumped over the fence
And she follows me
And bites like a wolf.

Suddenly towards my good,
My favorite crocodile.
He is with Totosha and Kokosha
Walked along the alley

And a washcloth, like a jackdaw,
Like a jackdaw, swallowed.

And then how it roars
On me,
How to pound with feet
On me:
"Go home,
He speaks,
Yes, wash your face
He speaks,
And not how I'll get on,
He speaks,
I will trample and swallow!”
He speaks.

How I started down the street
run,
I ran to the washbasin
again.

Soap, soap
Soap, soap
Washed endlessly
Washed off and waxed
And ink
From an unwashed face.

And now trousers, trousers
So they jumped into my hands.

And behind them is a pie:
"Come on, eat me, my friend!"

And then a sandwich:
Jumped - and right in the mouth!

Here comes the book
The notebook turned
And the grammar started
Dance with arithmetic.

Here is the Great Washbasin,
The famous Moidodyr,
Washbasin Head
And washcloth Commander,
Ran up to me dancing
And, kissing, he said:

"Now I love you,
Now I praise you!
Finally, you dirty
Pleased Moidodyr!”

Gotta, gotta wash
Mornings and evenings

And unclean
Chimney sweeps -
Shame and disgrace!
Shame and disgrace!

Long live scented soap,
And a fluffy towel
And tooth powder
And thick scallop!

Let's wash, splash,
Swim, dive, tumble
In a tub, in a trough, in a tub,
In the river, in the stream, in the ocean -

And in the bath, and in the bath,
Anytime and anywhere -
Eternal glory to water!

Analysis of the poem "Moydodyr" by Chukovsky

The poem "Moidodyr" was written by K. I. Chukovsky in 1922, and today his character is one of the most recognizable. The work was filmed several times, and in Moscow there was even a monument to the “Commander of Washcloths”. The great talent and skill of the children's author is recognized by not a single generation of children who grew up on his fairy tales.

Chukovsky received an order to write such a work from the Main Sanitary and Educational Directorate, which wanted to instill in Soviet children the rules of personal hygiene. The author himself shared in an interview that the idea came to him from his daughter Masha, who was naughty in the bathroom, not wanting to wash. Critics greeted the story of the dirty boy not as enthusiastically as the little ones read, for example, K. Sverdlov spoke about "Moydodyr" as ".. books that develop superstition and fears."

Main characters and plot

The narration comes from the face of a boy who flatly refused to wash himself, and one day things and objects began to scatter from him. A washbasin named Moidodyr hurried to the rescue, shaming the slut: “Oh, you ugly, oh you, dirty, unwashed pig!”, And calling for soap and a brush to wash the protagonist as soon as possible. However, the boy ran away until he met the Crocodile, who threatened to swallow the dirty, after which he returned home and washed himself with pleasure.

Analysis of the work

Chukovsky uses his favorite technique: cause and effect (if you don’t wash your face, no one will want to hang out with you), describing it as an interesting and funny situation. The impersonation technique “The blanket ran away, the sheet flew away”, “The washbasin runs out” is widely used, with the help of which the fairy tale comes to life with many characters. A bizarre picture unfolds before the reader, in which an ordinary weekday has turned into fuss and confusion.

The gradation method is often found: “Swim, dive, somersault”, “In a tub, in a trough, in a tub”, even the famous washbasin is presented to the reader with the help of this literary device “I am the Great Washbasin, the Famous Moidodyr, the Head of the Washbasins And the commander of the washcloths!” .

A large number of verbs stir up the baby's interest and force them to keep their attention, and adjectives are almost never found in the text. The pace of the poem either increases or slows down and accurately conveys the mood of what is happening. The morning turmoil is conveyed by action verbs: “ran away”, “jumped”, “started”, “ran”.

The appearance of a character from another fairy tale is also interesting - Crocodile with Totosha and Kokosha walking in the park. Even an old friend refused to accept the slut, which forced the boy to return home and take a bath. The gentle attitude of the author towards his hero can be traced - there is not a shadow of irony or condemnation, Korney Ivanovich, with his inherent sense of kindness, empathizes with all the vicissitudes of the boy. The work ends with an ode by Moidodyr, urging young readers to "wash, splash, swim, dive, somersault."

The work "Moydodyr" solves the problem of many parents whose kids are opposed to water procedures. A light and funny poem is simply remembered, which trains the memory and attention of the child, it is easy to retell or quote it. A special understanding of the child's soul, and the amazing kindness of the author make "Moydodyr" a real example of children's literature.

Korney Ivanovich Chukovsky

Moidodyr

A blanket
ran away
The sheet has flown
And a pillow
Like a frog
Ran away from me.

I'm for the candle
Candle - in the oven!
I'm for the book
Ta - run
And skipping
Under the bed!

I want to drink tea
I run to the samovar,
But pot-bellied from me
Run away like fire.

God, God
What happened?
From what
All around
started spinning
spun
And rushed the wheel?

Irons for boots
Boots for pies
Pies for irons,
Poker for a sash -
Everything is spinning
And spinning
And rushes somersault.

Suddenly from my mother's bedroom,
Bow-legged and lame,
Washbasin runs out
shakes his head:

"Oh you, ugly, oh you, dirty,
Unwashed pig!
You're blacker than a chimney sweep
Love yourself:
You have wax on your neck
You have a blob under your nose
You have such hands
That even trousers ran away
Even trousers, even trousers
They ran away from you.

Early in the morning at dawn
The mice are washing
Both kittens and ducklings
And bugs and spiders.

You alone did not wash
And remained dirty
And ran away from dirty
And stockings and boots.

I am the Great Washbasin,
The famous Moidodyr,
Washbasin Head
And washcloths Commander!
If I stamp my foot
Call my soldiers
Into this room in a crowd
Wash basins will fly in
And they bark and howl,
And their feet will pound
And you a brainwasher
Unwashed, they will give -
Directly to the Moyka
Directly to Moyka
Head down!"

He hit the copper basin
And he cried out: "Kara-baras!"

And now brushes, brushes
They crackled like rattles
And let me rub
Sentence:

"My, my chimney sweep
Clean, clean, clean, clean!
Will be, will be a chimney sweep
Clean, clean, clean, clean!"

Here the soap jumped
And clung to the hair
And wilted, and lathered,
And bit like a wasp.

And from a mad washcloth
I ran like a stick
And she is behind me, behind me
Along Sadovaya, along Sennaya.

I'm to the Tauride Garden,
Jumped over the fence
And she follows me
And bites like a wolf.

Suddenly towards my good,
My favorite crocodile.
He is with Totosha and Kokosha
Walked along the alley
And a washcloth, like a jackdaw,
Like a jackdaw, swallowed.

And then how it roars
On me,
How to pound with feet
On me:
"Go home,
He speaks,
Yes, wash your face
He speaks,
And not how I'll get on,
He speaks,
I'll trample and swallow!"
He speaks.

How I started running down the street,
I ran to the washbasin again.
Soap, soap
Soap, soap
Washed endlessly
Washed off and waxed
And ink
From an unwashed face.

And now trousers, trousers
So they jumped into my hands.

And behind them is a pie:
"Come on, eat me, my friend!"

And then a sandwich:
Jumped - and right in the mouth!

Here comes the book
The notebook turned
And the grammar started
Dance with arithmetic.

Here is the Great Washbasin,
The famous Moidodyr,
Washbasin Head
And washcloth Commander,
Ran up to me dancing
And, kissing, he said:

"Now I love you,
Now I praise you!
Finally, you dirty
Pleased Moidodyr!"

Gotta, gotta wash
Mornings and evenings
And unclean chimney sweeps -
Shame and disgrace!
Shame and disgrace!

Long live scented soap,
And a fluffy towel
And tooth powder
And thick scallop!

Let's wash, splash,
Swim, dive, tumble
In a tub, in a trough, in a tub,
In the river, in the stream, in the ocean, -
And in the bath, and in the bath,
Anytime and anywhere -
Eternal glory to water!

Fairy tale in verses by Korney Ivanovich Chukovsky Moidodyr in mp3 format - listen or download for free.

Fairy tale Moidodyr read:

A blanket
ran away
The sheet has flown
And a pillow
Like a frog
Ran away from me.

I'm for the candle
Candle - in the oven!
I'm for the book
Ta - run
And skipping
Under the bed!

I want to drink tea
I run to the samovar,
But pot-bellied from me
Run away like fire.

God, God
What happened?
From what
All around
started spinning
spun
And rushed the wheel?
irons
behind
boots
Boots
behind
pies,
pies
behind
irons,
Poker
behind
sash -
Everything is spinning
And spinning
And rushes somersault.

Suddenly from my mother's bedroom,
Bow-legged and lame,
Washbasin runs out
And shakes his head:
“Oh you, ugly, oh you, dirty,
Unwashed pig!
You're blacker than a chimney sweep
Love yourself:
You have wax on your neck
You have a blob under your nose
You have such hands
That even trousers ran away
Even trousers, even trousers
They ran away from you.
Early in the morning at dawn
The mice are washing
Both kittens and ducklings
And bugs and spiders.
You alone did not wash
And remained dirty
And ran away from dirty
And stockings and boots.

I am the Great Washbasin,
The famous Moidodyr,
Washbasin Head
And washcloths Commander!

If I stamp my foot
Call my soldiers
Into this room in a crowd
Wash basins will fly in
And they bark and howl,
And their feet will pound
And you a brainwasher
Unwashed, they will give -
Directly to the Moyka
Directly to Moyka
Head down!"
He hit the copper basin
And he cried out: "Kara-baras!"

And now brushes, brushes
They crackled like rattles
And let me rub
Sentence:

"My, my chimney sweep
Clean, clean, clean, clean!
Will be, will be a chimney sweep
Clean, clean, clean, clean!"

Here the soap jumped
And clung to the hair
And wilted, and lathered,
And bit like a wasp.

And from a mad washcloth
I ran like a stick
And she is behind me, behind me
Along Sadovaya, along Sennaya.

I'm to the Tauride Garden,
Jumped over the fence
And she follows me
And bites like a wolf.

Suddenly towards my good,
My favorite crocodile.
He is with Totosha and Kokosha
Walked along the alley.
And a washcloth, like a jackdaw,
Like a jackdaw, swallowed.
And then how it roars
On me,
How to pound with feet
On me:
"Go home,
He speaks,
Yes, wash your face
He speaks,
And not how I'll get on,
He speaks,
I will trample and swallow!”
He speaks.

How I started down the street
run,
I ran to the washbasin
again.

Soap, soap
Soap, soap
Washed endlessly
Washed off and waxed
And ink
From an unwashed face.
And now trousers, trousers
So they jumped into my hands.

And behind them is a pie:
"Come on, eat me, my friend!"
And then a sandwich:
Jumped - and right in the mouth!

Here comes the book
The notebook turned
And the grammar started
Dance with arithmetic.
Here is the Great Washbasin,
The famous Moidodyr,
Washbasin Head
And washcloth Commander,
Ran up to me dancing
And, kissing, he said:

"Now I love you,
Now I praise you!
Finally, you dirty
Pleased Moidodyr!”
Gotta, gotta wash
Mornings and evenings
And unclean
Chimney sweeps -
Shame and disgrace!
Shame and disgrace!
Long live scented soap,
And a fluffy towel
And tooth powder
And thick scallop!
Let's wash, splash,
Swim, dive, tumble
In a tub, in a trough, in a tub,
In the river, in the stream, in the ocean, -
And in the bath, and in the bath,
Anytime and anywhere -
Eternal glory to water!