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I like read Russian folk fairy tales in which a character “Baba Yaga”. This is picturesque fairy heroine, but terrible outwardly. Her nickname “Bone leg”.

Baba Yaga have a long nose as hook and shaggy gray hair. She dressed in a long skirt, old apron, and on his head headscarf. Baba Yaga lives in thicket dense forest, in a hut on chicken legs. She can fly in air in mortar, helping himself a broom. Her small hut difficult too. She can face about and even run through the forest at its chicken legs.

In some fairy tales this character a evil, she bluster eat other fairy tales characters and “upon bones go for a drive”. For example, in fairy tales “Geese – swans”.

Sometimes, Yaga, vice versa, it helps others. For example, she save Ivan Tsarevich the chase in fairy tale about apples that make you young. She heat a bathhouse, feed tired Andrey-shooter in fairy tale “Go there, not knowing where”. And then Yaga even gives him magic frog, than to move across fiery river.

In some fairy tales she has a daughter  -  this is Vasilisa-beautiful or Mariana-wizard. This daughter enchantress too, but she beauty. And whence appeared Baba-Yaga – this is riddle. She loves speak: “ Fie, Russian spirit smells! ”. It turns our, she herself don’t Russian?

Although, this is character a terrible, but without imagine impossible a folk fairy tales. Therefore she – my favorite character!

Recently we went to the Puppet Theater named after Sergei Obraztsov. We are a mother, me and my younger brother Vitalik. We really enjoyed the theater. For the first time I was in a real theater. Before that, I was only attending shows and concerts in our House of Culture, I also went to the performances given by the theater actors in our school, in the assembly hall. Already only going to the building of the famous theater, I realized what a big difference this is - the tour performance of the artists and a real theater, albeit a puppet show. On the building of the theater, just above the main entrance, there are wonderful watches. Every hour the cock cries, and the shutters on the windows open. There appear figures of various fairy-tale heroes. The whole presentation is played. Only need to come to eleven or twelve o'clock in the afternoon, because at this time the performance is longer. In the foyer of the theater is a museum of world dolls. Only there are no wonderful dolls, scenery and props for puppet shows! I remember the oldest dolls of the seventeenth century and the doll house-palace, also very old and surprisingly beautiful, made of real wood, there even curtains were real, made of red silk. We went to the buffet, as there was plenty of time, after all, we are invited to the theater forty-five minutes before the performance! But the time for the performance began. It was a play based on the well-known and beloved Mowgli. Sound, lighting, dolls - everything is so thought out to the smallest detail that you look and forget that before you only dolls. I, like my brother, worried about the heroes, was horrified by the bloodthirsty tiger Sherkhan, rejoiced at the successes and victories of Mowgli, the panthera of Bagheera, the bear of Balu. I even tried to take a picture of one scene without a flash, but then, when I showed the film, I saw only an empty kadrik - too weak light for a film. But my memory and pictures taken in the foyer and at the entrance will leave for a long time the joy that my mother gave us, giving us the opportunity to see the best puppet theater!