A curious barbarian's nose was torn off, you know the proverb. "A curious Barbara's nose was torn off at the market": the meaning and meaning of the saying. Foreign analogues of the phraseologism "A curious Barbara's nose was torn off in the market"
You have certainly heard the saying: Curious Barbara they cut off their nose in the bazaar.” Do you think this is a hoax? But no! They tore off Varvara's nose. Only not in the market, but in another place. It happened on an island that lies in the middle big river. There were bad rumors about this island: as if from time to time the living dead, devils, witches and other evil spirits gather there at night.
No one saw them with their own eyes, and did not know what they were doing there, but many heard groans, squeals, screams and terrible laughter rushing from the island. And something was shining there. Many would like to know what is happening on the island, but they were afraid to poke their nose there. Even during the day, rare daredevils dared to swim up to the island, but they were afraid to go ashore - you never know. And no one could even think of going there at night.
Barbara, too, did not differ in courage. But her curiosity was over the edge. Oh, over the edge! And how could she not be curious, if her exorbitantly long and sharp nose crawled through any crack, squeezed into the smallest hole. Varvara knew everything about everyone: who, with whom, where and when. Yes, not only did she know, she spread it all over the village. And if only she told the truth. So no! Truth is a spoon, and fiction is a ladle. For this, Varvara was not loved, they called her a liar, but they listened willingly - she lied very well.
Varvara knew everything that happened in her native village and its environs. And only the island remained a mystery to her. And this riddle haunted her. It seemed to her that her life would be lived in vain if she did not see with her own eyes what was happening on the island at night, who was moaning and laughing there. Varvara was completely exhausted from curiosity, and ... one fine day she decided.
As soon as a fire was lit on the island and screams were heard, Varvara went ashore, got into a boat and set sail. Slowly she swam, looking back, with fear and trembling in her heart. Quietly she crept up to the island, went ashore and, stealthily, went into the light and the voices. Soon she saw a clearing illuminated by searchlights, in which something was happening. Varvara hid behind a wide tree trunk and began to watch.
In the middle of the clearing stood a pillar, and a girl of extraordinary beauty was tied to the pillar. The girl groaned and struggled, trying to break free from the bonds, but in vain. At the same time, on the edge of the clearing, not far from Varvara, a bipedal monster, huge, furry and clawed, was spinning and dancing. His bulging eyes were bloodshot and rotated alternately in one direction or the other. Varvara trembled with fear and pressed herself against a tree. Slowly rearranging huge knives, the monster moved towards the girl. The poor thing screamed wildly. Varvara couldn't help but scream too. The monster stopped, looked back in Varvara's direction, but seeing nothing, only let out a roar and let out a cloud of fetid smoke from its mouth. Varvara almost coughed from this stench.
The monster again moved towards the beauty, and its huge mouth grinned angrily. The girl continued to scream and fight, and the furry monster, growling and clattering its teeth, got closer and closer to her. It puffed the girl with fetid smoke and stretched out huge hands towards her. A little more and the monster will grab the poor thing. But then a young man ran out into the clearing.
- Anya!!! he shouted when he saw the girl.
- Vania!!! The beauty screamed back.
The monster turned to the uninvited guest and growled angrily.
- Run, Vanya, run! Leave me alone! the beauty pleaded. - He will kill you!
But Vanya drew his sword and boldly rushed at the monster. A struggle ensued between them, long, fierce, with wild cries and howls. Varvara bit her lips, scratched all her hands, rooting for Vanya. In the end, the young man defeated the monster and freed the beautiful girl. They embraced, and tears of joy flowed from Varvara's eyes.
Suddenly, both the girl and the young man, and the defeated monster disappeared in an instant, as if dissolved in the air. Only then Varvara noticed several people in black robes and black caps with tassels. They sat at the far end of the clearing from Varvara on tall stumps. Each had an inscription on his chest: JURY. The men in black were throwing cones into a bowl on the table in front of them. One of the JURY counted the cones in the bowl and announced loudly:
- Author number eleven gets sixty-eight bumps!
And after a pause:
- Author number twelve is invited to the clearing.
A pretty woman came into the world and started her fairy tale:
- There was a king. And he had a daughter.
Immediately a king appeared in the clearing in luxurious robes with a crown on his head and young princess. And the action took off. At the end of the fairy tale, the JURY threw cones into the bowl again, and after the announcement of the result, the next author came out.
Even before Varvara noticed a banner with the inscription: "FAIRY TALE COMPETITION", she guessed what was happening here. I figured it out and stopped being afraid. On the fifth or sixth tale, in order to better see the action, she came out from behind a tree and stood at the very edge of the clearing. But in vain! The hero of the fairy tale, a brave fellow, came to get even with Baba Yaga. Seeing the long-nosed Varvara, he mistook her for Baba Yaga, ran up to her, grabbed her by the nose, tore it off and threw it far, far away, right into the river - only poor Varvara heard a splash of water. Her nose went to the bottom of the river. Barbara screamed wildly:
- What have you done, damned!
And well done in response in a whisper:
- You are not acting according to the plot, Baba Yaga.
- What a Baba Yaga I am to you! Barbara got angry.
And then the young man heard wild laughter. He turned around and saw another Baba Yaga. The good fellow was confused, he does not know what to do next.
- It's a setup! the author shouted. - I don't have two Baba Yags!
The JURIES jumped off their stumps, approached the laughing Baba Yaga, and asked:
- Who are you?
- I am Baba Yaga.
- And who are you? Barbara was asked.
- I'm Barbara.
- Where did you come from?
- I live in the village, I came here by boat to see what you are doing here.
We have an audience! – the JURY was delighted.
- So why are you mocking the audience, Herods! yelled Barbara.
She took her hand away from her face, and everyone saw two holes where her nose had been. The weak half of the JURY collapsed into a swoon, and one of the remaining, the smartest, shouted:
- The authors!! Which of you has a doctor in a fairy tale?
- I have! someone replied.
- Start your own fairy tale quickly. Yes, right from the place where the doctor appears.
Instantly, out of thin air, a doctor appeared in the clearing with a medical case in his hand. Sobbing Varvara was pushed towards him.
“And so the doctor gave the woman a new nose, more beautiful than the previous one,” the author proclaimed, correcting the plot on the go.
The doctor took out tools, jars, flasks from his bag and began to conjure over Varvara. When he finished, he handed her a mirror. From the mirror, a beauty with a small, graceful nose looked at Varvara.
- Ah! - she just said.
For this tale, the author received the maximum number of cones.
Varvara returned from the island a completely different person. Nobody recognized her. And not only because Plastic surgery made her a beauty - Varvara herself changed. She no longer sticks her nose into other people's affairs and does not spread gossip about her neighbors around the village. She has no time to do this. She now has another hobby, much more interesting - Varvara composes fairy tales. That's a job, that's a job! There is where to turn around and amuse yourself with fables. Take at least a person, at least an animal, at least an inanimate object and send them where fantasy leads. Now no one calls Barbara a liar. On the contrary, Barbara in the village - Respected man, a storyteller, and both children and adults listen to her tales. When the light comes on on the island, the whole village gets into the boats and sails to the competition of fairy tales: to see others and cheer for their Varvara.
Foreign analogues of the phraseologism "A curious Barbara's nose was torn off in the market"
- England: "curiosity killed the cat" - curiosity killed the cat
- Spain: por la boca muere el pez - the mouth killed the fish;
la curiosidad mató al gato - curiosity killed the cat - France: la curiosité est un vilain défaut - curiosity is a bad trait
- Italy: tanto va la gatta al lardo - just like a cat goes for bacon
Proverb synonyms
- You will know a lot - you will grow old soon
- Don't poke your nose into other people's business
- What they don't say, don't ask
- There is a fight in the hut - the people at the gate
- The less you know the better you sleep
- Curiosity is not a vice, but a big disgust
- Do not poke your nose into someone else's millet
- As you grow up with your mother, you will know everything
- Know-it-alls are taken to court, and Dunno is at home, sitting
- Curiosity Less, Do More
"Curious Barabara"
"Curious Barabara
Came to the market
And stuck it in her nose:
In boots, in sour cream, in lard,
In honey, in mustard, in turpentine ...
- What did you buy? How sold?
- Where was the samovar stolen?
- How many steam in a samovar?
What is the hole in the guitar for?
- What was found on the sidewalk -
Three pennies or five...
Threatened at the market
Tear off Varvara's nose.
- How! Barbara jumped up. -
Are they tearing their noses?
I would gladly buy
A couple of things for beauty?
And why do you have a mustache?
Taken here
And the nose of Barbara
torn off
At the farmer's market.
- Ah! - Barbara with curiosity
He looks at his nose. -
And say, abroad
Are noses in good demand?
- Where did you get the nose with a "potato"?
- Today they wear "kalach"?
- And you get scratched by a cat
Or hit with a stump?
Where... When... Why... How much...
The people ran from the market.
Everyone shouts: - Calm down, Barbara!
- Guard! the people shout. -
Curious Barabara
And without a nose - the nose pops!
(Andrey Usachev)
Andrey Usachev (1958)
Children's writer, poet, playwright, screenwriter, radio host, composer and singer. Author of twenty-eight collections of poems, fairy tales and fantasy stories for children, scripts for twelve films. his books have been published in millions of copies, translated into many foreign languages. Winner of several awards in the field of children's literature: "There are various writers. There are writers who spy on reality: how onions grow, how cats run. And there are writers who have everything out of their heads. I am from the latter, I don’t need anything but a computer, I have enough life impressions, I would have time to write it down ”
When we, as children, peeped at various interesting things, but not intended for the eyes of a child, our parents caught us with the words: “The nose of the curious Barbara was torn off at the market.” And we understood what that meant, intuitively or consciously. In our article, we will deal with the meaning of this saying, and with whether it is good or bad to be curious.
Meaning
Imagine, a certain woman walks around the market, looks there, looks here, but she still has no money. And in one of the flea markets, she lost a very important part of her body for a person. Here is such an unpleasant story for her: the curious Varvara had her nose torn off at the market.
The proverb condemns excessive, senseless curiosity.
Curiosity and Curiosity
In serious psychology textbooks, you won't find a distinction between inquisitiveness and curiosity, but it's very interesting nonetheless.
Curiosity is the thirst for information that a person satisfies without any benefit to himself. For example, all people (both men and women, the former even more than the latter) love gossip. This is an example of pure, unadulterated curiosity, because how to use the information that Paris Hilton has a new lover, or that Ronaldinho's boots are made using solid gold, is completely unclear. Someone will ask: “Why do you need to know? And in general: the curious Varvara's nose was torn off in the bazaar. In some ways, Mr. Anonymous is right, but in some ways he is not. We move on.
Another thing is the cases of Freud, Jung or books on science and philosophy. We will not be very modest and say that this article is also intended for the curious. It is still useful to know the language you speak or read. An inquisitive person does not seek information for its own sake, he has a purpose. And the saying “curious Varvara’s nose was torn off at the market” defames those who do not have such a goal.
True, in this sense, like almost everything in the world, knowledge is relative. Information about Paris Hilton's lover can be useful to a scandalous journalist who writes a fresh article on a hot topic. Ronaldinho boots, or rather information about them, can serve a sports commentator or journalist who seeks to entertain the reader or listener.
Even the most senseless, it would seem, thing - gossip, can be an object of both curiosity and curiosity. For example, you hear at work that one man is dating some woman. At first you think it's just curiosity, but then it turns out that you can use this information to move up the career ladder. Of course, this example teaches bad things, but here we are arguing beyond moral categories. It is important for us to understand the difference between curiosity and inquisitiveness. We think everything is clear in this matter.
Gossip
Duty commands, after the immoral previous section, to say that it is very bad and low to use gossip against your colleagues or subordinates. Try not to turn to "black" technologies, even for the sake of a career. In general, you need to ignore various rumors, otherwise you can lose your nose, like the heroine of the proverb in question (“the curious Barbara’s nose was torn off at the market”).
The expression "curious Varvara's nose was torn off at the market" means that one should not show excessive curiosity about other people's affairs, show increased importunity in trying to find out other people's secrets, and engage in obsessive questions. Now it is already impossible to establish the author of such a phraseological unit for certain. It should only be noted that on the Internet you can find a story about Byzantium, about barbaric curiosity and the cruel punishment that followed it. According to the site administration " unmanifest-world"This version is just a beautiful legend. Cutting off body parts, including the nose, from people who broke the law, the judiciary was engaged not only in "civilized" Byzantium, but also in Spain, China and even Russia. Although it must be understood that such a measure physical impact is unnecessarily violent.In different countries there are analogues of the saying "The curious Barbara's nose was torn off in the market"
Italian proverb- "the pitcher goes for lard- "tanto va la gatta al lardo"
French proverb- "curiosity is not a good character trait" - "la curiosite est un vilain defaut"
Spanish proverb- "because of the mouth, the fish dies" - "por la boca muere el pez"
English proverb- "curiosity killed the cat" - "curiosity killed the cat"
Synonyms of the phraseological unit "Curious Barbara ..."
The know-it-all is taken to court, and the know-nothing is sitting at home;Do not poke your nose into someone else's millet;
The less you know the better you sleep;
What they do not say, do not inquire about;
You will know a lot - you will soon grow old;
Curiosity less and do more;
As you grow up with your mother, you will know everything;
Curiosity is not a vice, but a great beastliness;
There is a fight in the hut - the people are at the gate;
Don't poke your nose into other people's business.
Poem Curious Barbara (excerpt)
"Curious Barabara
Came to the market
And stuck it in her nose:
In boots, in sour cream, in lard,
In honey, in mustard, in turpentine ...
- What did you buy? How sold?
- Where was the samovar stolen?
- How many steam in a samovar?
What is the hole in the guitar for?
- What was found on the sidewalk -
Three pennies or five...
Threatened at the market
Tear off Varvara's nose."
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(A. Usachev)
Andrey A. Usachev
Born in the capital Soviet Union July 5, 1958Adolescence and youth flew by for him unnoticed. After school, like all intelligent young men, I decided to enter the MIET (Moscow Institute of electronic engineering). He studied at this faculty for four long years, when he realized that this path was not for him, he changed it to the philological faculty of Tver State University.
In his working career, he did not disdain any hard work. He was a watchman, a janitor, worked for some time as a drummer, became a dishwasher, worked as a beach cleaner in the summer, worked as a stage machinist at the Satire Theater, and did not shy away from intelligent work as an editor of the Funny Pictures magazine.
He wrote for a long time, but as they say, everything went to the table. His first poems were published in 1985.
Five years later, he sent his book of poems "If you throw a stone up" to the competition for young writers for children, where she unexpectedly received first prize.
Since 1991 he has been a member of the Writers' Union. In total, more than a hundred children's books by A. Usachev were published in our country. However, he also gained considerable popularity abroad. Two of his books were published in Ukraine, two books in Hebrew were published in Israel, and Moldova also decided to please its children with the publication of two of his works. In addition, it was published in Japan, Serbia and Poland.
The Ministry of Education of the Russian Federation recommended five of his books as teaching aids to study at school.