Once upon a time in an old forest there where a old house with an old couple.

One day the old man ask for his old wife to cook him a piece of pastry called Kolobok.

- 'Honey, would you prepare a Kolobok for me please'

- 'Here we came! ', said the old woman, 'from which should i bake it? We have no flour left.'

- 'Hmm.. But try to shake the corn bin, im sure we have some flour left there' said the old man.

The granny grumbled , bubbled, mubbled and at least  followed husband's advice and found enough flour for baking a Kolobok.

When the Kolobok was rouged and flavorous, granny putted it on a windowsill and left it to cool. Meanwhile all the forest inhabitants as the little grey rabbit, the sleepy brown bear, the wolfie wolf and the rest heard the delicious smell that was flying throuh the air.

When the little Kolobok cooled he opened his eyes and admired the beauty of the summer forest that was surrounding the house.

He saw a bee and during triyng to catch it with his tongue, Kolobok falled down from the windowsill.

For the granny's surprise Kolobok disapeared and she began crying and calling him back to home. But even if Kolobok hear granny's pleas, he was interested with forest's life much more than beeing eaten by a old couple of pretty oldies.

To be continued..