Tanyusha has a lot of things to do. "Helper" Agnia Barto. Analysis of the poem “The Helper” by Barto

Erinny has a lot to do

From the series “The Splendor of Nightmare”

"ASSISTANT"
Agniya Barto

Tanyusha has a lot to do,
Tanyusha has a lot to do:
In the morning I helped my brother, -
He ate candy in the morning.

Here's how much Tanya has to do:
Tanya ate, drank tea,
I sat down and sat with my mother,
She got up and went to her grandmother.

Before going to bed I told my mother:
- You undress me yourself,
I'm tired, I can't
I'll help you tomorrow.

Erinny has a lot to do,
Erinny has a lot to do.
They kill anywhere;
If they don't make it in time, they'll shoot themselves.

So the river became shallow:
How much can you put into oblivion?!
Yes, and that would be good,
Otherwise it will be the way the suit falls.

Before eternal sleep, like mothers:
- You undress for show,
Our mourning colors
Instead of “tomorrow” - just right.

Erinnyes
Erinyes, Erinnyes () - goddesses of revenge, born of Gaia, who absorbed the blood of castrated Uranus. The ancient pre-Olympic origin of these terrifying deities is also indicated by another myth about their birth from Nyx and Erebus.
Their number was initially uncertain, but later it was believed that there were three Erinyes, and they were given names: Alecto, Tisiphone and Megaera.
The ancient Greeks imagined the Erinyes as disgusting old women with hair entwined with poisonous snakes. In their hands they hold lighted torches and whips or instruments of torture. A long tongue protrudes from the monster’s terrible mouth and blood drips. Their voices were reminiscent of both the roar of cattle and the barking of dogs. Having discovered the criminal, they pursue him relentlessly, like a pack of hounds, and punish him for immoderation, arrogance, personified in the abstract concept of “pride,” when a person takes on too much - he is too rich, too happy, knows too much. Born from the primitive consciousness of tribal society, the Erinyes in their actions express the egalitarian tendencies inherent in it.
The habitat of insane demons is the underground kingdom of Hades and Persephone, where they serve the gods of the underworld of the dead and from where they appear on earth among people to arouse revenge, madness, and anger in them.
So, Alecto, drunk with the poison of the gorgon, penetrated in the form of a snake into the chest of the queen of the Latins, Amata, and filled her heart with malice, making her mad. The same Alecto, in the form of a terrible old woman, prompted the leader of the Rutuli, Turnus, to fight, thereby causing bloodshed.
The terrible Tisiphone in Tartarus beats criminals with a whip and frightens them with snakes, full of vengeful anger. There is a legend about Tisiphone's love for King Kiferon. When Cithaeron rejected her love, Erinyes killed him with her snake hair.
Their sister, Megaera, is the personification of anger and vindictiveness; to this day, Megaera remains a common noun for an angry, grumpy woman.
The turning point in understanding the role of the Erinyes comes in the myth of Orestes, described by Aeschylus in the Eumenides. Being the most ancient chthonic deities and guardians of maternal right, they persecute Orestes for the murder of his mother. After the trial in the Areopagus, where the Erinyes argue with Athena and Apollo, who defend Orestes, they are reconciled with the new gods, after which they receive the name Eumenides, (“good-thinking”), thereby changing their evil nature (Greek, “to be mad”) to function as patrons of the rule of law. Hence the idea in Greek natural philosophy, in Heraclitus, of the Erinyes as “guardians of truth,” for without their will even “the sun will not exceed its measure”; when the Sun goes beyond its track and threatens the world with destruction, it is they who force it to return to its place. The image of the Erinyes has evolved from chthonic deities protecting the rights of the dead to organizers of cosmic order. Later they were also called semni ("venerable") and pontii ("mighty").
The Erinyes appear to be venerable and supportive in relation to the hero of the early generation, Oedipus, who unknowingly killed his own father and married his mother. They give him peace in their sacred grove. Thus, the goddesses carry out justice: the cup of Oedipus’s torment overflowed. He had already blinded himself for an involuntary crime, and once in exile, he suffered from the selfishness of his sons. Just like the defenders of law and order, the Erinyes angrily interrupt the prophecies of Achilles’ horses, broadcasting about his imminent death, because it is not a horse’s business to broadcast.
The goddess of fair retribution, Nemesis, was sometimes identified with the Erinyes.
In Rome they corresponded to the furies (“mad,” “furious”), Furiae (from furire, “to rage”), goddesses of revenge and remorse, punishing a person for sins committed.

Many parents know the poem about Tanyusha, who “helped” everyone all day, because we grew up reading the works of Agnia Barto. “The Assistant” belongs to the series of books “ABC”, which was written in 1989.

This one has poems are an inexplicable story. Mysteriously, the second column disappeared from the verse. Whether it was the cat or the wood glue that bothered him is unknown. But the fact remains that for 15 years in the collections of Agnia Barto, which are published by large publishing houses, there has been no quatrain in the poem “The Helper”. On our website you can read the full version of the poem about assistant Tanya.

Poem “The Helper” by A. Barto

Tanyusha has a lot to do,
Tanyusha has a lot to do:
In the morning I helped my brother, -
He ate candy in the morning.

She promised to wash the spoons,
Spilled wood glue
I opened the door to the cat,
Helped her meow.

Here's how much Tanya has to do:
Tanya ate, drank tea,
I sat down and sat with my mother,
She got up and went to her grandmother.

Before going to bed I told my mother:
- You undress me yourself,
I'm tired, I can't
I'll help you tomorrow.

Questions that will help children understand the meaning of the poem “The Helper” by Agnia Barto.

1. Tell me, who can be called an assistant or assistant? (Here it is important to explain to the child that the person helping should provide real help, that is, the other person should feel better.)
2. Who is the poem talking about?
3. How did Tanya help? Is this useful help?
4. Did Tanya cause unnecessary trouble (small problems)? Which? (I spilled wood glue. Here it is necessary to explain to the child that wood glue is a glue used to glue wooden objects together.)
5. Is it possible to say that Tanyusha very often did nothing? (Yes, she sat with her mother and went to her grandmother.)
6. Can Tanya be called a real assistant?
7. How do you think Agnia Barto relates to Tanyusha, does she love her or not, approve or condemn her, use subtle ridicule or evil laughter, approve or not? (The author loves his hero because he affectionately calls her Tanyusha, uses light mockery and does not approve of her actions.)

When my Diana cries, freaks out or gets angry, only poetry can calm her down. She loves to listen! We lie down on the bed, she looks at me so carefully as I tell her. Always with feeling and expression.

Girls, here are some poems. Maybe it will be useful to someone.

Conversation with mom
The son calls: - Agu, agu! -
Like, stay with me!
And in response: - I can’t,
I'll wash the dishes!
But again: - Agu, agu! -
Heard with renewed vigor.
And in response: - I’m running, I’m running,
Don't be angry, my dear!
A. Barto.

Sunday
Sunday is lucky!
Sundays are so needed!
Because on Sunday
Mom is making pancakes.
Dad washes the cups for tea.
We wipe them together,
And then we as a family
We drink tea with pancakes for a long time.
And a song pours through the window,
I'm ready to sing myself,
It's good when we're together
Even if there are no pancakes.
Oleg Bundur

They dropped Mishka on the floor,
They tore off Mishka's paw.
I still won't leave him -
Because he's good.

Assistant

Tanyusha has a lot to do,
Tanyusha has a lot to do;
In the morning I helped my brother,
He ate candy in the morning.

Here's how much Tanya has to do:
Tanya ate, drank tea,
I sat down and sat with my mother,
I got up and went to my grandmother

Before going to bed I told my mother:
- You undress me yourself,
I'm tired, I can't
I'll help you tomorrow.

(Emma Moshkovskaya)

All Oksanka's whims
Let's put it in a big sleigh,
We'll take you to a distant forest,
Further than the sea, further than the mountains!
And we'll leave it near the Christmas tree...
Let the evil wolves eat them!

(Boris Zakhoder)

Pussy is crying in the corridor.
She has great grief:
Evil people to poor Kiska
They don't let you steal sausages!

***
My lion

(Boris Zakhoder)

Dad gave me Leo!
Oh, I was chicken at first!
I was afraid of him for two days
And on the third - it broke!

(Samuel Marshak)

Where did you have lunch, sparrow?
- In the zoo with the animals.

I had lunch first
Behind bars by the lion.
Took some refreshment from the fox,
I drank some water at the walrus's.

I ate carrots from an elephant,
I ate millet with the crane.
Stayed with a rhinoceros
I ate a little bran.

I went to the feast
In tailed kangaroos.
I was at a festive dinner
At the shaggy bear.
A toothed crocodile
Almost swallowed me.

Our Tanya is crying loudly
Dropped a ball into the river
Hush Tanya, don't cry!
The ball won't drown in the river!
A. Barto

Bunny
(Agniya Barto)

The owner abandoned the bunny -
A bunny was left in the rain;
I couldn't get off the bench
I was completely wet.

Meow! - the pussy complained.
- The milk has disappeared in the bowl!
She ran away for a minute -
She fooled around, played...
I came back - he was gone!
I ask for a cutlet in return!
Or a delicious sausage!
- Oh, you cunning pussy!
You weren't far away -
Pussy's nose is covered in milk!

Hat (V. Stepanov)

Slowly on soft paws
A hat walks around the apartment -
This is a cat, a mustachioed cat,
He's wearing his dad's hat!

Boil-cook the porridge,
In a blue cup
Cook faster, gurgle more merrily,
Cook the porridge sweet,
From thick milk,
From thick milk
Yes from semolina
The one who eats the porridge
All teeth will grow.

Rain, rain, drip-drip-drip
wet paths.
I'll go for a walk anyway
where are my boots?

Masha put on a mitten,
Oh, where am I going?
There is no finger, it’s gone,
I didn’t get to my little house!
Masha took off her mitten,
Look, I found it,
You search, you search and you will find,
Hello, little finger!
How are you?

Family is happiness, love and luck,
Family means trips to the country in the summer.
Family is a holiday, family dates,
Gifts, shopping, pleasant spending.
The birth of children, the first step, the first babble,
Dreams of good things, excitement and trepidation.
Family is work, caring for each other,
Family means a lot of housework.
Family is important!
Family is difficult!
But it is impossible to live happily alone!
Always be together, take care of love,
Drive away grievances and quarrels,
I want my friends to say about us:
How nice your family is!

***
And this is my daughter’s favorite poem. She asks him to tell him 3-4 times in a row.))))

Let's sit in silence

Mom is sleeping, she is tired...
Well, I didn’t play!
I don't start a top
I sat down and sat.
My toys don't make noise
The room is quiet and empty.
And on my mother's pillow
The golden ray steals.
And I said to the beam:
- I want to move too!
I would like a lot:
Read aloud and roll the ball,
I would sing a song
I could laugh
There's so much I want!
But mom is sleeping and I am silent.
The beam darted along the wall,
And then he slid towards me.
“Nothing,” he seemed to whisper,
Let's sit in silence!..

E. Blaginina

Bunny washes himself
Going to the holiday
Washed my nose
Washed my ponytail
Put a bow
Became like a candy wrapper!!!

***
My mom
There are many mothers in this world
Children love them with all their hearts
There is only one mother
She is dearer to me than anyone else
Who is she? I'll answer
"This is my mommy!"

***
Time to sleep
Night is coming
Are you tired, daughter?
My legs were running in the morning,
It's time for your eyes to sleep
Your crib is waiting
Sleep well, daughter.
P.Voronko

We know, we know, yes, yes, yes,
Where are you hiding, water!
Come out, vodka,
We came to wash ourselves!
Leisure on your palm
On-him-leg.
Leisya, leisya, leisya
Dare -
Katya, wash your face more cheerfully!