Azerbaijaniani fairy tales

– Your incantations make me lose my temper. One month is required to exterminate one person. It is too long. If it goes on like this, it will take you years to carry out the plan – exterminate all educated and nimble people in the town. From this day, I tell you for the last time, within one month, you must kill every single literate, educated and skilful person in this town. Destroy even more or less clever children.

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That old dumb woman, 80-85 of age, was once found by associates – Siranush and dervish. When the guard came to the old woman, she did not understand what was going on, thinking that the shah sent people to help her as the wheat remained unharvested in the field because of her weakness. The guards seized the old woman and ordered her to show the field and soon, exactly in the place which the dervish indicated, they found an entrance to the dungeon. It was there, deep below, where they found the crying prince. The dumb old woman was thunderstruck by what she saw and tried to explain something, but her gestures were not understood.

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Once upon a time, there lived a young man named Ilham. Having lost his father early, he learned blacksmith's work and provided for his mother and sisters with sweat and labor. Ilham was very strong, and therefore blacksmith's work came easily to him. Being used to labor from his childhood, he did not remain idle for even a minute. Foreigners – "uruses," Armenians, Jews and Tats, came to him from distant lands to order swords, shields, arrows, bows and other equipment. Ilham refused no one, did not make distinctions and sent everyone home satisfied. The young blacksmith worked tirelessly and was proud of his fame.

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Once upon a time, there was a state called Atropatena. This was the previous name of Azerbaijan. Atropatena people were very hardworking and their skills and efficiency were famous all over the world. Rulers and kings of many countries considered it an honor to decorate their palaces with tableware and jugs made by skilled craftsmen from Atropatena. There were many masters in the town, but there were only a few skilful potters. The workroom of virtuosic potter Ahmed was located inside the market. Ahmed paid attention to the boy selling sweets and small articles in the market, who often came to his workroom and watched the craftsman’s hands carefully.
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Address to the reader: “My most cherished dream is to see our kids clever and happy. From the very first day of my literary activities, I have written many tales, stories and fables for …