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And why there are sad, scary and cruel fairy tales?!

A little girl of four years, I sometimes had (by objective reasons) for a few hours to stay at home all alone.
And why there are sad, scary and cruel fairy tales?!
In order not to be scary and boring, my parents taught me how to properly turn on the player and put on it the plates with fairy tales... And it became sad and scary when the princess-frog turned around with a cuckoo and flew away for three or nine lands... As a schoolgirl, the book of Hans Christian Andersen I reread only when there was absolutely nothing to read and always took her with a sense of inner trepidation and often over his brutal tales cried when a little swan was glued nasty ugly Ducks, and the gentle gerdu tormented by the spiteful little robber. Even then I decided to never read to my Children "bad", in my opinion, fairy tales: My children were accompanied to sleep only a sympathetic vini-fluff! But sometimes, in the dark, came the eldest daughter and asked her to repeat again and again a story about a very different bear and Masha, which helped to escape the tiny mouse... A tale of a three-legged dog.
, such a loss, whatever it was connected to-a huge trauma for the child. How to bring a child out of a state of depression, if there was an irreparable grief in his life, how to help him live further and build effective social communication strategies, where and what he Now draw inspiration? I do not remember the exact evolution of the plot, but I was amazed Amazing story about a little cheerful dog who lived in the house of one boy. She was very playful and brought a lot of joy to her owners and children, and herself was very happy. But then the trouble happened to her, and she lost one paw. Then the wound healed, and the dog learned to run on three paws not worse than four and even played ball with their favorite owners and made all sorts of funny tricks and all was good and joyful and the dog was happy too... This amazing story has helped me to find a universal method of solving all my psychological problems. If you knew! Having read the books of Zinkevich-Yevstigneeva, I understood what subjects led me into a terrible forest of disappointments and heartache and how to find a path leading to the light, and what kind of grass to take with him from this forest to cure the bitterness that poisoned the heart. And already, as a grandmother, I felt on myself how effective means is correctly told a cruel tale: began to invent their own plots and completely rewrote the scenario of my own life. Now I regret only that I was not able to effectively help my little daughter, who was so in need of protection, but could not tell that she was troubled, and all asked to repeat, and repeat, a cruel tale about the little Masha and the evil bear.