Chypa the chick is a yellow fluffy ball. He lives with his mother Hen and father Rooster on a farm. Chypa has many little brothers and sisters. Living on the farm is so much fun! Wherever you go, something interesting awaits you. In a nearby barn live curly sheep, and Chypa loves to sneak there and pull their curls. The sheep grumble and bleat:
Baaaa-baa, who's pulling my wool?
Baaaa-baa, and me too!
Can't see anyone, baaaa-ba.
One day, Chypa finally got caught because he laughed too loudly and didn't have time to hide. The sheep chased him away and complained to his mother hen. And then Mother Hen said:
Cluck-cluck, I'm very upset, Chypa, that you're bothering the sheep, cluck-cluck, why are you so disobedient!
I was just having fun, peep-peep-peep. But I won't go to them again, I promise-promise! — answered the little chick Chypa to his mother hen.
In the stable on the farm live big beautiful horses. Chypa always dreamed of riding one of them at least once, but his mother hen, as usual, wouldn't allow it. It seemed to Chypa that his mother was deliberately forbidding him everything interesting, so he often didn't listen to her prohibitions and did everything against her wishes.
Once, sneaking into the stable, Chypa watched with delight as strong and majestic horses ran beautifully in a circle at a gallop. Chypa liked the white horse with massive legs the most. The little chick became frightened because he seemed so tiny compared to the huge and fast horses. If he ended up in the arena, trouble would be inevitable.
He trembled at the thoughts that came to his head. But at the same time, he imagined himself riding on the white steed and dreamed of feeling what it was like. And he wanted so much to ride that he overcame his fear, and at the moment when the white horse passed by him, the chick jumped high and caught onto the horse's tail with his wings.
And what happened then! The horse, surprised, broke into a gallop, and Chypa, overcoming himself, tried not to fall as the tail swayed up and down at great speed. He tried to climb up the tail to saddle the horse, but it only picked up speed and the poor little chick slid lower and lower.
Soon the other horses panicked too, surprised that a race had suddenly started. The white horse bucked, trying to throw off his unexpected passenger. And Chypa shouted at him, hoping he would hear his thin chick voice:
Wait, slow down, peep-peep-peep! I'm going to fall, peep-peep-peep!
But the horse didn't stop, and then everything happened so fast that Chypa didn't even have time to understand what happened. The horse reared up and bucked with incredible force. The little chick flew straight to where the horses were galloping at high speed. Heavy hooves flashed before his eyes, and he tried to dodge them.
Everything spun, Chypa became so scared and sad that he hadn't listened to his mother and found himself in such a situation that tears streamed from his eyes. And suddenly, he heard from somewhere above:
There he is! Neigh! He grabbed onto me! — it was that same strong white stallion speaking to a chocolate-colored horse galloping past.
It's a chick! Neigh! I wonder how he got here! — answered the chocolate horse as she ran another circle.
I'm Chypa! — came a thin voice, the words were hard to make out because Chypa couldn't stop crying.
Everyone stop! — commanded the stallion, and the horses began to slow down. They gradually surrounded Chypa, examining him carefully, — Why did you scare me, little chick?
I just wanted to ride, peep-peep-peep... — said Chypa with shame.
Loud horse neighing was heard. Everyone laughed at him. And the yellow chick turned a little red from embarrassment.
How was your ride? Neigh? — said the horse with gray spots on her back.
Neighing was heard again. Chypa noticed the white horse approaching him. His beautiful long muzzle bent so low that Chypa could see the big horse eyes. And then he heard a quiet voice:
Don't pay attention to them, neigh. They always laugh at everything.
I was so stupid to disobey my mother, I could have died! Peep-peep-peep! I'm so sorry! Peep-peep-peep! — tears ran down his cheeks again.
Neigh... Silly chick Chypa. You could have just asked me to give you a ride without causing such a commotion at the hippodrome, — said the horse instructively.
I thought you wouldn't want to, — answered Chypa with regret.
So I decided to ride on your tail. That was a very stupid thing to do. But you've been scared enough. Get on me, I'll take you home.
Please forgive me, I'll never do it again, — sincerely apologized the little chick.
Of course, the white horse, who turned out to be named George, forgave the young chick. He took him home, thus fulfilling the yellow ball's cherished dream. Mother Hen complained and scolded her son for a long time, but George convinced her that everything was fine and that Chypa had already understood his guilt.
Chypa promised to listen better to his mother. After all, she never says anything just like that, out of spite; a mother always cares about making things better for her children. And although not immediately, Chypa understood this.
