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Ildikó T. Fiser: When I was little
When I was little,
I did not understand,
why you had to be born
for my little brother....
Ildikó T. Fiser: The secret of the schoolbag
The clasps are like tiny stars
in the sky, winking merrily at me,
shine with a silvery light in the dark,
their soft putty-clacking in the night like a dream-bell
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Ildikó T. Fiser: The little gardeners and the red monster
It was a beautiful spring morning. The sun was shining brighter and brighter in the crystal clear sky, its rays slowly illuminating every corner of the garden.
Oli, the elephant with a cold (Zsófia Cseh-Dálnoky)
Once upon a time, there was a great big savannah where many animals lived together in eternal friendship, peace and happiness under the rule of Lio, the Lion King. Everyone was happy because Lio was their good king. Here lived Zara, the long-necked giraffe; Zira, the hippo who loved to bathe; Kundo, the striped zebra and Oli, the big-eared elephant with his mother, Mama Lia. Zara, Zira, Kundo and Oli were very good friends. The four good friends played and joked a lot with each other. They respected and loved their good ruler Li very much. One day, a terrible thing happened to Oli: Imagine, children, one morning she woke up with a runny nose and a cold! One morning, she had a runny nose. Then the next day he blew his nose and blew his nose. This went on for days and Oli got sadder every day, until after three days she started crying bitterly that she would never, ever be healthy again. Mama Lia tried in vain to calm her baby, but Oli would not stop crying. Oh, Mama, it's running, it's running! My nose is very red and sore from all the colds - the little elephant cried plaintively. - Don't be afraid, my little one! We're going away Doctor
A little fairy tale, or the merry elves
On a beautiful sunny morning, two little elves, Panka and Peter, went for a walk in this beautiful meadow. The bright green leaves of the trees and the colourful, fragrant flowers were all waving at them. Bee, the tiny bee,
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The talking pencil (Imréné Mucsányi)
Once upon a time, there was a little girl, Karolina... Karolina lived in happiness and love with her mother. It was Karolina's birthday...
Ugri and the secret of the enchanted forest
Once upon a time, perhaps not so long ago, Ugri the naughty bunny went for a walk. Well, it wasn't going to be a special story...
The Norway Rat (Sándor Erdős)
The Norway rat has decided to end its wandering. Maybe he'll find a home out on the edge of town. No good is this wandering life, there's never any peace. Instead of the banks of the canals, a litter will be safer. He's had enough of the city, the traffic's too heavy, he'll end up getting run over. He went out of town to find a nice farmhouse where he could sleep in peace and load his belly. Not far from the town he saw a good one, with a soft bed and a full pantry. He crept straight in through the open door of the pantry, wondering at the fresh flavour of the food. He had never had such a chance in his life, living on scraps. Suddenly he heard a growl from the open door, a big angry dog stood there and he couldn't see for the poison. He was the steward of the estate. He sensed the Norway rat would not be lenient with him. So he picked up his feet and went back to town, he didn't need a soft duvet so he'd sleep in a ditch. So what's the lesson? Make do with what you've got. Don't take what someone else has. Instead, live in peace.
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The Shoes of the Water Snake (Sándor Erdős)
A tiny glider on the shore of a small lake, asking his mother. The cinquefoil has shoes, so why doesn't she? Her mother looks kindly, her answer is quiet. - The owner of small shoes needs feet. To glide you don't need feet in meadow or in water. His mother's quiet words were a defiance. Can anyone else? No justice! Why doesn't she have shoes? Tears stream from her little eyes, her sorrow is great. Her mother took pity on her, her answer was not long in coming. - But learn to walk in them before you fall. The little slippered child got his new shoes. "I'll never fall on my belly!" he defiantly said. I'll never fall on my feet. The little glider had no legs or hands. It was only now that he realised that he was stupid and the little shoes didn't fit. He really doesn't have any feet. He'll have to wait till he grows out of them. His mother laughed at the astonished little glider. She looks lovingly at her son on the shore of the still lake.
Janó the lobster (Sándor Erdős)
In a small cave at the bottom of the sea there lived a strange little inhabitant. He had no pedigree, his name was just Janó. Janó is nothing but a lobster with a pair of legs and a pair of scissors. He doesn't need a knife and fork, he can handle a dumpling. One day he had a great idea and left the sea. The master of the sea is not his master, nor does he ask permission. Before the big adventure, he filled his belly. But all that food didn't make him feel well. He waved down a seahorse that was swimming by. He jumped on the horse and thankfully didn't kick it. He figured the foal would bring him to the surface. Meanwhile, he took a medicine to ease his stomachache. It was hard for the seahorse, the well-fattened Jano. He threw her down, because such a load on her back was not appropriate. Down in front of the cave fell Janó the plump lobster. He lay on his back with a big belly like a stink bug on the beach. It was hard to turn over, too, pulled back by his big belly. He's not going anywhere. Damn it all to hell. She's lying at home, just breathing. She's not going anywhere today. Next time he'll stop eating when he goes out.
Elemér, the botsáska (Sándor Erdős)
Elemér Bot the batshit was munching on a leaf, feeding all day with nothing else on his mind. His figure is still slender yet he doesn't grow potroha, he's never eaten cake he wasn't that stupid. For if he ate much, his ham would grow. He'd look like a tree trunk he wouldn't have the shape of a stick. How would he hide in a canopy? It wouldn't be held by a branch. A fat log sitting on a bush? That would be strange. So he eats leaves and his belly doesn't grow. He's got no stomachs, that's for sure.
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Grasshopper on the beach (Sándor Erdős)
Paul the grasshopper went to the beach,got bored of the colour.The fact that I can only go to the lake discourages him. But there are fish in the pond, and when they eat grasshoppers, they give the place a reputation for insect plague. "The point is," Paul muttered, "we'll have brown shoulders. The beach was empty on the lake shore alone today, he looked up at the sun, curious about this. "No matter," growled Mr. Paul, "I'm going to the beach. The cricket laughs:- The grasshopper is a fool.Paul heard, and the sun was gone. He left his taps and taps, they don't laugh at him.Without sunshine, this beach is for fish.
The poisonous snake (Sándor Erdős)
Deep in the jungle, under the cool trees, the viper huffed: - The animals are making noise again. He's sick of it. He always hunts at night and rests during the day. When he closes his eyes, he can't stand the noise. - I'll leave the jungle, I'm going far away. He didn't hesitate long before he set off for his journey. Soon he saw the edge of the great desert, and if he had one, he'd lay his buttocks down here. There are no birds chirping, no monkeys crying. He crawls under the sand and rests in the silence. And so the angry snake did, and took his nap. The sand of the desert, damn his gusto. Soon his eyes will open, he has not slept long. He misses the familiar sounds terribly. He tossed and turned, but sleep was not to be. The little snake cried out, "I'd rather crawl back to where I hear sounds. Forever he learned it was better to stay at home.
T Fiser Idiko: The three good friends
The dry earth longed for water, it cried to the Cloud, Give me lukewarm rain..
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T Fiser Idiko:My cloud cushion
I'd like a cloud cushion if I shake it,
Instead of feathers on the trees,
Sparkling water droplets sit,
They fall asleep.