Joel Harris "Tales of Uncle Remus"

When Joel Harris was thirteen years old, he was looking for moneyentered the students to Joseph Turner, the publisher of the newspaper and the planter. It was on the plantation Harris first encountered Negro folklore. In fact, his "Tales of Uncle Remus" - is the treatment of Negro folklore, which made Joel Harris famous.

Uncle Remus - an elderly Negro who tells the boy Joel exciting stories about Bratz Lisa and Bratz Rabbit, about their friends - Bratz Medved, BratzeOpossum, Bratse Raccoon, Mother Meadows, Mother Cow ... Funny and instructive stories were liked not only by Joel, but also by millions of young readers around the world, because "Uncle Rimus's Tales" translated into many different languages.

But the attitude to "The Tales of Uncle Rimus" was and still remains ambiguous and contradictory. Some considered Harris no more thana copyist of stories, and black writers even considered his processing folk tales an encroachment on their culture. But also Harris is called a man who made a huge contribution to the preservation of Negro folklore and the southern states of the local dialect.

On the contribution of Joel Harris to the preservation of culture andLet literature and critics argue around the world literature, and we will only say that "Uncle Rimus' Tales" has become the reference book of many generations of children. Stories about resinous chukchelo and thorn bush and other adventures of Brother Rabbit and Brother Fox are familiar to us from childhood.

Time after time, Brother Rabbit manages to outwitBrother Fox, and when he is too much of a nose, Brother Turtle instantly puts it in place - even a cunning person can be conducted with the help of cunning. These stories are funny and instructive, truthful and kind, funny and serious at the same time. And the fact that they were repeatedly filmed, only confirms their popularity throughout the world.

Quotations from the book

"Swamp me as deep as you like, Brother Fox," says Rabbit, "just do not throw me into this thorn bush."

But Brother Fox wanted to crack down on Rabbit; "Well," he says, "since you're afraid, I'll just throw you into the bush."

"Where are you?" - says Brother Rabbit. "I'm too heavy with the Chuchel, I'm not good-natured."

He grabbed the Fox of the Rabbit by the ears and how he rocked! It fell apart, Chuchelko fell.

"And here's the good," says the Fox.

How to swing, how to throw Rabbit in the middle of the thorn bush, even the crack went.

The Fox stood up on its hind legs, looks what will happen toThe rabbit. Suddenly he hears someone. Look - there, on the hillock. Brother Rabbit on the log, leg on foot, sitting-sitting, resin brushing out the wool from the wool.

The Fox understood here that he was again fools. And Brother Rabbit to spite his hunting, he screams:

"The thorn bush is my home." Brother Fox! The thorn bush is my home!

He jumped up and went, like a cricket in the ashes "

"Uncle Remus nailed the pegs to hisshoes, and the boy did not want to leave his hammers, knives and heels in peace, so that the old man frowned, as if angry. But soon they reconciled again, and the boy climbed onto a chair, watching Uncle Remus drive a hairpin to a hairpin behind a hairpin.

- Anyone who bothers and bothers everyone's nose, where it is not necessary, always gets in trouble "