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There lived a widow, and she had an only daughter, Marusya. Marusya was gentle and hardworking. But her mother died, and the widower-father brought another woman into the house, and she had her own daughter, the same age as Mariyka.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The stepmother began to oppress the hardworking Marusya. She gave her all the dirty work: carrying water, heating the stove, going to bed in the cold hut. And she raised her daughter Paraska in a soft bed and silk dresses. Whatever Marusya wouldn't do, everything would go wrong for her stepmother.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Once, in the middle of a fierce winter, on a very fierce day \u2014 and the frost was cracking, the windows were covered with hoarfrost \u2014 her stepdaughter Paraska wanted some snowdrops. \u00abMom, I want snowdrops, like in a fairy tale!\u00bb The stepmother said: \u00abMarusya, run to the forest, bring Paraska some snowdrops.\u00bb \u00abBut where can I get them, mom, in the middle of the snow and frost?\u00bb \u00abThat\u2019s your business. If you don\u2019t bring them, don\u2019t come back.\u00bb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Marusya threw an old patch over her shoulders, put on her leaky boots, and went into the forest. She walked along the path, the snow crunched under her feet, the frost pinched her cheeks. Tears froze on her eyelashes. And she kept walking and walking, quietly calling her dead mother in her thoughts.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She sees a light flickering in the distance. She comes closer and sees a large bonfire burning in the middle of a winter clearing, in deep snow. And around the bonfire sit twelve men: three young ones - March, April, May; three old ones - June, July, August; three autumn ones - September, October, November; and three winter ones - December, January, February. Old December with a gray beard is the most important.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Marusya bowed low: "Good evening to you, good people. Let me warm myself by the fire." The moons looked at her, they saw - a sweet face, honest eyes, a kind heart, even though she was cold. "Sit down, my dear, warm yourself.".<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Marusya sat on a log, stretched out her hands for warmth. The months looked at her gently. \u00abAnd why are you, child, in such a cold forest?\u00bb Marusya told her story - about the evil stepmother, about the whimsical Paraschina, about the snowdrops. The months sighed, looked at each other.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Old December says: \u00abBrother February, give way to your brother March for a moment. Let\u2019s help this child.\u00bb February nodded, handed the staff to March. March took his magic wand, waved it three times over the forest \u2014 and a miracle happened.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Suddenly the snow began to melt in one clearing. The sun shone, streams gurgled, birds chirped. And snowdrops emerged from under the snow\u2014white, delicate, like the first morning stars. \u00abGather them quickly, little dove, while there is still time,\u00bb said March.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Marusya gathered an apron full of snowdrops. She bowed to the months to the very ground: \u00abThank you, my good ones!\u00bb \u00abGo with God, my daughter, you won\u2019t forget this yet.\u00bb And January added: \u00abAnd here\u2019s a gift for you.\u00bb He gave her a small bundle. Marusya came home \u2014 her stepmother couldn\u2019t believe her eyes. Paraska snatched up the snowdrops, ran off to brag. And Marusya untied the bundle \u2014 and there was a whole treasure inside: a gold ring, coins, a silk scarf. The stepmother was terribly jealous. She sent her daughter Paraska into the forest \u2014 to also seek happiness. But Paraska came to the months haughty, and even spoke rudely to them. February got angry, blew a cold wind at her \u2014 and Paraska disappeared in a blizzard. And Marusya soon married a good young man, and even accepted help from her stepmother \u2014 her heart was kind.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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\ud83d\udc9b Kindness can overcome even the harshest winter.<\/p>\n\n<\/div>\n

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The evil stepmother sent her stepdaughter Marusya to fetch snowdrops in the winter. And the twelve moon brothers, seeing the girl's kindness, instantly brought spring.<\/p>","protected":false},"featured_media":2986,"template":"","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"yasr_overall_rating":0,"yasr_post_is_review":"","yasr_auto_insert_disabled":"","yasr_review_type":"","rank_math_description":"\u0423\u043a\u0440\u0430\u0457\u043d\u0441\u044c\u043a\u0430 \u043a\u0430\u0437\u043a\u0430 \u043f\u0440\u043e \u041c\u0430\u0440\u0443\u0441\u044e, \u043c\u0430\u0447\u0443\u0445\u0443 \u0456 \u0434\u0432\u0430\u043d\u0430\u0434\u0446\u044f\u0442\u044c \u0431\u0440\u0430\u0442\u0456\u0432-\u043c\u0456\u0441\u044f\u0446\u0456\u0432, \u0449\u043e \u0434\u043e\u043f\u043e\u043c\u043e\u0433\u043b\u0438 \u0434\u043e\u0431\u0440\u0456\u0439 \u043f\u0430\u0441\u0435\u0440\u0431\u0438\u0446\u0456. \u0427\u0438\u0442\u0430\u0442\u0438 \u043e\u043d\u043b\u0430\u0439\u043d.","rank_math_title":"","rank_math_focus_keyword":"","footnotes":""},"kategoriya":[],"vik":[],"zhanr":[],"class_list":["post-2850","kazka","type-kazka","status-publish","has-post-thumbnail","hentry"],"acf":{"emoji":"\u2744\ufe0f","moral":"\u0414\u043e\u0431\u0440\u043e\u0442\u0430 \u043f\u0435\u0440\u0435\u043b\u0430\u043c\u0430\u0454 \u0439 \u043d\u0430\u0439\u043b\u044e\u0442\u0456\u0448\u0443 \u0437\u0438\u043c\u0443.","image_1_prompt":"warm watercolor children book illustration, kind ukrainian girl in winter shawl walking through deep snow toward warm fire in forest clearing, twelve figures of months sitting around bonfire in distance, soft pastel colors, painterly textures, no text, no letters, no words","image_2_url":"https:\/\/www.kazkaland.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/05\/dvanadtsiat-misyatsiv-2.jpg","image_2_prompt":"warm watercolor children book illustration, sweet girl with basket of white snowdrops in snowy forest with twelve mysterious bearded figures of different ages around magical bonfire, magical glow, soft pastel colors, gentle storybook style, no text, no letters, no words"},"yasr_visitor_votes":{"stars_attributes":{"read_only":false,"span_bottom":false},"number_of_votes":0,"sum_votes":0},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kazkaland.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/kazka\/2850","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kazkaland.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/kazka"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kazkaland.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/kazka"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.kazkaland.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/kazka\/2850\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2987,"href":"https:\/\/www.kazkaland.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/kazka\/2850\/revisions\/2987"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.kazkaland.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/2986"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kazkaland.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2850"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"kategoriya","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.kazkaland.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/kategoriya?post=2850"},{"taxonomy":"vik","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.kazkaland.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/vik?post=2850"},{"taxonomy":"zhanr","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.kazkaland.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/zhanr?post=2850"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}