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Líbí se mi tato karikatura, tato show patří do Česka

Toje moje dětství.a jestli to někdo nechápe.ad kde pryč.koukat se Budu pořád 😂

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Pan Krkovička

Pan Krkovička 3:22:48

Je to skvělý.

Večerníček suprovej, akorát je vidět jak Komunisti jeli propagandu i v dětských pohádkách. Živnostník je zloděj a vykořisťovatel 😂😂

I love her frolic walk

To je prostě celé naše dětství🥺, četli nám to naše maminky, a teď to čteme svým dětem❤❤❤

Je to super relax,vždycky mě to hodí do pohody.Jako malej jsem na ten večerníček koukal s otevřenou pusou.A myslím že se to nezměnilo do dnes.😀

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Disney i Pixar se může zahrabat. Nadčasové, klidné, jednoduché...

A ještě je moc pěkné, jak má pan Krkovička v krámě pořádek a čisto. Ať jdu tady v demokracii k malému soukromníkovi, nebo k velkýmu keťasovi, všude je svinstvo a nečistota odporná. Asi Klausovo ruka trhu to způsobila. Z Krkovičkovo produktů bych aspoň nic špatného nechytil. Tam bych hned chodil nakupovat.

Nedoceněnou postavou seriálu je řezník, sedlák a kupec v jedné osobě, pan Krkovička. Co se asi musí nadřít, aby všechny tři profese sám zvládnul a krám má skutečně vyšperkovaný. Jen si říkám, že při takové námaze trošku nezhubne. Ale třeba je jen statný tou dřinou. Je to takový dobře živený chytrý Čech.

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Anybody has the english subtiles for ep 7 to 13? Please.. 😢 I'm desperate

Only moron want imigrate to USA !

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12:24

Kdo to sem může dát

Moc hezká pohádka

Nejlepší je díl Jak se Amálka udělala ptáčkem... :)))

English: (3 and 4 story) One time Amálka was going through the meadow and was plucking out some flowers, just out of happiness. “That.. as if there was somewhere underground a stone Mutáček..” says Amálka. And he really was there. Secretly hidden stone Mutáček. Anyone who’s ugly and rotates the stone 3 times, will become extremely beautiful. And those who are mean are instantly good. But if they loose it, they’ll become like they were before. “I know very well that you found stone Mutáček, Amálka” says the old woman. “I also saw it, on my thief eyes.” Says Pešmyška. “Give me the Mutáček” pleads the old woman. “And what would you need beauty for ,old woman?” Says Amálka “I would look at myself in the mirror, and I would be happy.” The old woman was dancing. “Give it to me” shouted Pešmyška. “And what would you use it for?” Said Amálka. “I have had enough of being a thief, I’d rather be uhh.. uhh.. how do I say it.. that.. uhh.. well.. honest/fair/sincere!” And so Amálka didn’t know to whom to give the Mutáček. “I deserve it more” he was putting a word in first. “Give the stone to me, Amálka” the old woman was begging. And then Pešmyška snatched the stone from Amálka's hands and off he went with it. Mutáček is on the bottom and neither one of them can find it. “I finally got it!” The old woman shouts out. But she’s not happy for long. “You know what” she breathed out. “Let’s divide it by 2” Now they both had a half of Mutáček and then they quickly rotated it 3 times so that nobody would see them. “You did the worst thing you could have done.” Says Fairy Amálka. “And why?” Both of them ask. “Because every half of the Mutáček has half the power.” Said Amálka. They both want to cry. And they’re both thinking about how to get both of the pieces of the Mutáček. “You know what?” Says Amálka. “Give me both your half’s and I’ll put them back into the moss.” “As if!” Shouted the old woman. “As if!” Shouted the old man. “As you want.” Said Amálka. “She’ll eat all of my strawberries” the old woman was sighed. “I won’t eat them, don’t worry.” Called Amálka and she charmed the basket a bit. And once the end came to an end Amálka said: “what would be the best is if you hid yourself very, very deep underground.” Once Amálka was going through the meadow, when a voice thinner than a thread could be heard. “Amálka, Amálka, do you hear me?” “Is someone there?” Asked Amálka. “Yes…!” It was shouting in a bud. “And who’s there?” “I am here.” Sighed the small rose that was inside the bud. “Please help me open the bud.” “Help us too!” Suddenly all of the roses were shouting. “Sadly I don’t know hot to open the buds, but I’ll go and get the water and water you guys!” “What, what do you want from me?” Said Amálka with a trembling voice “Oh,.. I just wanted to tell you that I am sad.” Said the crawfish. “And why?” Asked Amálka. “Well look at me. I lost the tape for my beard.” Said the crawfish. “Then find it.” “Easy for you to say” sighed the crawfish. “But the ones who walk backwards, never find anything.” “Then i will lead you.” Said Amálka. “You have to go left.” Amálka called out. And so the crawfish went on the left and on the right, just as Amálka was showing him the way. “Merci” thanked the crawfish in knight and then in crawfish “(some random words)” “I would like to know how a crawfish could help a fairy..” wondered Amálka In that lake was a Vodnik named Škeble, all the good in him could fit in a puddle. But the bad would overflow a dam. “I will pull you underwater, re ke ke ke. And you’ll be my housekeeper!” He quacked at Amálka. “I.. I am a forest fairy and I can’t live underwater!” Amálka said. “And on top of it all you’re extremely ugly, Škeble!” That made the Vodník even madder, so the water under him got warmer. “I won’t bring underwater someone who’s insulting my beauty. But just you wait, I will get you on the surface!” Quacked Škeble. “How about now, Amálka? Is our lord more beautiful for you now?” Asked the servants of the Vodnik. But Amálka still said no and so she stayed locked inside the green cage, as she was thinking about the roses. “Bonjour” said the crawfish in knight and then he gets to work. “Hopefully those poor roses had not twittered away yet!” Says Amálka as she runs as fast as she can. “Oh no! She’ll definitely step on me!” The snail was scared. “She didn’t!” He sighed out in happiness.

English: (1 and 2 story) One time on a small grassy clearing in a forrest, a weird fog came. A wind blew into it a little, little bit, and a doll appeared. “I don’t even know my name. Never mind that, I’ll call myself fairy Amálka.” She said. “Amálka, Amálka.” (She’s dancing) “Oh my, I’m so pretty!” “Huh?! That scared me! Stop, little doe..! Where are you going in such a hurry?” She ask. “Are you crying? What happened to you?” “Hunter.. guns,.. he shot a deer. And now he’s chasing him (the deer) throughout the forest.” The doe answers. “Oh no. Are you saying Muška (or a gun)? I won’t let him do that. Sit here for a little bit and wait.” She says as she goes to search for the Hunter and the deer. “I will get you.” Muška, the Hunter, shouts throughout the forest. “What are these weird jokes? Doll, and what do you even want in here?” “What I want is what I want. And I am no doll, but fairy Amálka. And you will fix what you ruined! You will find a healing lamella and you will put it on top of the wound on the deer.” “As if I would ever act like a doctor to the deers.” Once it was that it’s worst, Amálka plucked a piece of Zívalky (a flower I guess) and she hit Muška on his forehead with it. Then she performed secret magic čáry máry on top of his shotgun and whispered to the wounded deer: “Don’t be scared now, even if he, Muška, shot at you again, don’t worry.” “You waited, and you waited long enough for it. You’ll get the first shot.” He shoots, but nothing comes out. “If not the first one, then the second one.” He tries again. “What, what is this? I didn’t load hornets inside my shotgun.” “Off I go for a healing lamella..! Or things will get ugly” Says the main hornet. “Look, they’re already coming back here with him. And he’s carrying a healing lamella.” And just as Muška put the healing lamella on the wound, the deer was healthy like before, and run with Amálka after his doe. Only Muška stayed behind somewhat alone with the charmed shotgun. One day fairy Amálka was walking on the forest ground, which led her to a thin bridge. “Who are you?” Said Amálka. “I am lamb Kudrna” “And where are you going?” Said Amálka. “Straight.” Said lamb Kudrna. “Oh no, I am also going straight.” Amálka was startled. “Will you go out of my way, lamb Kudrna?” “I don’t know, Amálka. I am a ram (male sheep) and I have a thick head.” “For your kindness I’ll lead you to a secret meadow.” Said Amálka. That meadow had maybe around billy-trillions of flowers, and they tasted honey like. And lamb Kudrna ate too many of them. Amálka pet Kudrna nicely, but it didn’t help. Then she said: “Lay here quietly and don’t move even a hoof. And I’ll bring you a herb for health.” But for Kudrna the waiting was too long. And so he went to look for the herb himself. But none of them were for a rams health. At the end of the entire meadow, a very sad herb was growing. So sad that Kudrna stayed with her for a bit to cheer her up. “Why are you so sad?” Asked Kudrna. “Oh,.. there were 7 lambs going through here already..” the herb answered with a weird voice. “And none of them took anything from me. Not even a leaf. And that’s why I am so sad.” “And if I ate a leaf for health?” Asked Kudrna. “Yea, yea, that would make me very happy.” The lamb wants to get healthy quickly and for now he’s hexed/charmed/jinxed. He’s running, and he’s running, and he has all of the roads confused. And that weird voice is still whispering to him: “this was, lamb, this way, this way lamb, this way..” “Don’t take a mother step, Lamb Kudrna!” Shouted Amálka at the last second. Then she lead Kudrna to the well in the meadow for him to out of that weird spell by sleeping. But the lamb slept and slept and Amálka had a lot of time. And because of the Moons curiosity, a sky-like disaster happened. Amálka can’t get to the bottom of the well no matter what. And to make things worse the water in the well started to freeze because of the Moons coldness. Once it hits the 7 second, the well will completely freeze and the Moon will freeze inside it. The ram Kudrna was thirsty after the weird spell of the herb, and so he drank, and drank, until he drank himself to the bottom of the well and to the Moon. And the Moon says as a goodbye: “Thank you, lamb, and thank you Amálka, or else I’d be laying in this well forever and it’d be only dark during the night. Goodnight, Amálka” “Goodnight, Moon!” “Goodnight, Lamb.”

To je tak uklidňující a stačilo nám to😊

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Análka nie je rozprávka, ale náboženstvo 😅

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10:40 Amalka's dance

Mé tříleté děctví

Vila👌

Sandra piskackp a SRa

Pohádky mého dětství.

To je taková nostalgie 🥺