Literary evening in kindergarten. Literary and musical evening in kindergarten “Winter's Tale”


Target: improve children's artistic and speech performance skills when reading poems.

Tasks:

  • Involvement of older children preschool age to the artistic word.
  • Development of artistic skills.
  • Improving the sound-pronunciation side of children's speech.
  • Attracting the attention of teachers and parents to the problem of memorizing poems.
  • Evoking a joyful, emotional mood, stimulating the desire to memorize poems.
  • Socialization of children, expanding the boundaries of communication.

Guests: senior teacher, speech therapists, educators, typhlopedagogues, parents.

Stages of implementation:

Stage I – organizational. Goal: selection of thematic material.
Stage II – preparatory. Goal: individual training of children, preparation of thematic drawings for the decoration of the hall.
Stage III – performing. Goal: holding a reading competition.
Stage IV – evaluation. Purpose: jury evaluation of listened poems.

Criteria for evaluation:

1. Expressiveness and loudness of reading.
2. The ability to feel the beauty and expressiveness of the language of the work.
3. Compliance with the melodic-intonation and tempo-rhythmic pattern of the poem.
4. Emotionality of performance.
5. Natural behavior.
6. The ability to convey your attitude to the content of the poem through intonation, gesture, and facial expressions.
7. Sound pronunciation skills – clarity of speech.

Awards: prizes, certificates, medals

  • "The ability to carry yourself on stage"
  • "For charm"
  • "For expressiveness"
  • “The funniest poem”
  • “The kindest”
  • “Amazing nearby”

Visibility: multimedia presentation<Annex 1 > , which contains portraits of children's writers: Agnia Barto, Boris Zakhoder, Andrei Usachev, Emma Moshkovskaya, Eduard Uspensky; an exhibition of children's books by these writers.

Comic songs:« A big secret for a small company" words. Yunna Moritz, music. S. and T. Nikitin (3 min. 6 sec.)

Musical performances and dances:

  • “Let’s dance, Peggy, let’s dance” by I. Tokmakov, Berkovsky (2 min. 16 sec.)
  • “Two bears were sitting” Andrey Usachev (2 min. 14 sec.)
  • “Tur-la-la” Andrey Usachev (2 min. 07 sec.)
  • “From hill to hill in the city of Zagorsk” by A. Barto (1 min. 23 sec.)

Game breaks:“An amateur fisherman sits on the lake in the morning...” A. Barto (1 min. 13 sec.)

Cartoon:“Once upon a time there lived an old man vertically challenged»

PROGRESS OF THE EVENT

Children enter the hall and take their seats. At this time, the song “Big Secret for a Small Company” sounds, lyrics by Y. Moritz, music by T. and S. Nikitin.

- I invite you to visit us in the living room, where we will perform today, and read poetry for everyone.

Good book
My companion, my friend,
Leisure time is more interesting with you.
We're having a great time
Let's spend it together
And our conversation
We are slowly leading...

(N. Naydenova)

(Annex 1 . Slide 1)

Poems are different
Nice, simple.
Poems can be sad
There are also funny ones.

– Today we will go on a train journey to the fairy-tale country “Chitaika”, where unusual trees grow with books instead of leaves. ( Annex 1 . Slide 2a)
- Well, are you ready? Then let's go! ( Annex 1 . Slide 2b)

Meet the poetess Agniya Barto (Annex 1 . Slide 3)
You all remember Agnia Barto’s poems “They dropped the bear on the floor...”, or “Our Tanya is crying loudly...”, or “The bull is walking, swaying...”.
So today the guys have prepared poems for you. We invite Seryozha and Zhenya.

Beanbag

How big Andryushka is sitting
On the carpet in front of the porch,
He has a toy in his hands -
Rattle with a bell.

The boy looks - what a miracle?
The boy is very surprised
He won’t understand: where did he come from?
Is this bell ringing?

– Barto’s poems are easy to remember, their meaning is simple and clear. We invite Ksyusha and Sonya. They will recite poems from the “Younger Brother” series.

I made a truck
For sister Katyushka.
Katyushka raised a cry:
- Is this a truck?
Three empty spools.

I made her a horse,
Let him take it, don’t mind!
Katya looks at me
Doesn't want to take the horse:
- It's just a stick!

I folded two flaps.
“Oh,” said Katya, “
Oh, what a beauty:
A doll in a colorful dress!

Barto's comic poems sound like a mischievous game. Sasha will tell us about the frogs.

Little frogs

Five green frogs
They are in a hurry to throw themselves into the water
The herons got scared!
And they make me laugh:
I am this heron
I'm not afraid one bit!

(The projector turns off)

- And now you guys preparatory group will show comic skit to the poems of Agniy Barto: “From hill to hill in the city of Zagorsk...”

Before you is a poet Andrey Usachev(Annex 1 . Slide 4). He came up with a lot of funny, mischievous poems for children. We invite Nikita.

A car was walking down the street
With a very powerful body.
And a man was walking towards
With a very thick belly.

That car hit
On a man with Puzov.
And the car fell apart
Along with a powerful body.

And the man looked
For the remains of the body...
Well, and Puzovo
He scratched himself in embarrassment.

Alyosha will tell us about how the donkey was taught to read and write.

Donkey certificate

The owner gave the donkey a primer:
– If you read all the letters, I’ll give you a cracker!
Donkey, probably two hours
He kept repeating: - A, and A, and A...

– Read at least the letter “B” –
And I'll give you a carrot!
And he is a head with ears -
He started talking: - A, I A, E-A!

- Guys, do you know who gathers in flocks? And who walks in the herd? But the poet Andrei Usachev decided to confuse us a little... Seryozha will tell us about it

Herd and flock

What is the difference between a herd and a flock?
The herd is grazing.
And the flock flies.
A flock of geese flies south.
And a flock of geese waddles into the meadow.
This is the difference between a flock and a herd.
You need to remember this well!

(The projector turns off)

– The guys from the preparatory group have prepared for you funny story based on the poems by Andrei Usachev “Tur-la-la”

(Annex 1 . Slide 5)

Poetry Irina Tokmakova warm, gentle, lyrical and cheerful, playful songs similar to folk songs in melody and intonation. Denis says.

Crocodiles

Please, don't slide down the railings,
You can get caught in the teeth of crocodiles!
They lurked on every platform
And everyone who moves out is grabbed by the heels
And they are dragged to the bottom of the African Nile.
Please, don't slide down the railing!

strange beast

Some strange beast is walking around
And leaves the door wide open.
And we are behind this beast
We all close the doors.
We're tired, we're tired,
We stopped working
We don't eat or drink now,
We're just closing the door
Well, how can we tame the beast?
And train the beast to the door:
So that this beast follows you
At least sometimes I would close the door!

Tokmakova also writes fairy tales. “Alya, Klyaksich and the letter A” - a fun learning to read, “Maybe zero is not to blame?!” – a fun introduction to mathematics. (The projector turns off)

The guys from the preparatory group will show comic dance based on the poem by Irina Tokmakova “Let’s dance Pegi, let’s dance.”

(Annex 1 . Slide 6)

Emma Moshkovskaya is a great and original poet. It is so childish that it seems that the poems were written not by an adult aunt, but by a small child. We invite Andrey and Gosha.

- Doctor, doctor,
What should we do:
Ears
Wash
Or not wash?

If you wash, then what should we do:
Wash frequently
Or less often?..

The doctor answers:
- HEDGEHOG!

The doctor answers angrily:
– HEDGEHOG-
– HEDGEHOG-
– DAILY!

Guys, you've probably heard how children, when something doesn't work out for them, say: “I CAN'T!” It turns out that Emma Moshkovskaya knows him and there is no need to be afraid of him.

I CAN'T live in the world.
He was lying on the shore.
He lay and he got in the way,
He did not allow diving.

Well, how can I run?
Jumped over I CAN'T!
And dived! And nothing!
And don't be afraid of him!

It probably seems to you that your grandmothers were always as old as you know them. That's Sasha is surprised:

Poems about grandmother

Is it really grandma?
I didn’t knit the heels,
And she played tag,
Did you play hide and seek?

Is it really grandma?
Dear grandmother,
Along the grass-ant
Did you jump barefoot?

Grandmother braided
Braid with a red ribbon...
Is it really grandma?
Same
Was
A girl?

– And now you will hear poems that will make you want to go out for a walk. Lisa:

Why should we sit?
Looking out the window?

Over there by the window
A midge is crawling.
Here at the window
The cat jumped
Blocked
Cat
Window…

Why should we sit?
Looking out the window?
What's in the window?
In the window - a little!

And if we go out,
We'll see a lot!

What a window to us!
Let's go out!

– Emma Moshkovskaya’s poems are simple, but with meaning, serious, but filled with humor. Vladik:

Sour poems

The sour sun has risen,
looks - the sky has turned sour,
There's sour in the sour sky
The cloud hung...

And the unfortunate ones hurry
Sour passers-by
They eat terribly
Sour ice cream...

Even sugar is sour!
All the jam has turned sour!
Because it's sour
There was a mood.

– What’s your mood now? The following poem will help you calm down in the evening. Ira and Vika read:

We reached the evening

We ran and hurried
Because they lived fast!

We ran and jumped
And we haven’t rested since the morning,
And they ate
On the run
And they drank
At a gallop, out of breath,
Stumbled
Tired, surprised:

We reached the EVENING,
We see -
There is nothing to run further:

There's a star in the sky
Lit up
Need to live
Slowly…

You are probably a little tired of sitting - I invite you to play. Game “Fisherman...” to the poems of A. Barto, repeat all the movements after me.

“An amateur fisherman sits on the lake in the morning...” ( Annex 1 . Slide 7)

– If I’m scratching my head, it’s okay!
There's sawdust in my head, yes, yes, yes!

Everyone knows the author of these poems. This Boris Zakhoder. It was he who composed songs, chants, noisemakers, puffers, etc. for Winnie the Pooh.
Zakhoder’s poems are immediately remembered - they are so remarkable in form. We invite Dima:

My lion

Dad gave it to me
Leo!
Oh, I was chicken at first!
I've been there for two days
I was afraid of him
And on the third -
It's broken!

Masha and Borya:

We've got a mischief maker.
The whole family is grieving.
In the apartment from his mischief
There is literally no life!
No one really knows him,
But everyone knows
That everything is always to blame
He is the only one - NOBODY!
Who, for example, climbed into the buffet,
Found some candy there
And all the candy papers
Who threw it under the table?
Who drew on the wallpaper?
Who tore the coat?
Who poked their nose into daddy's desk?
NOBODY, NOBODY, NOBODY!
– NOBODY is a terrible tomboy!
The mother said sternly. –
We finally have to
Approximately punish!
NOBODY will go today
Neither to visit, nor to the cinema!
Are you laughing?
And my sister and I
Not funny at all!

(The projector turns off)

Guys senior group prepared for you funny story based on Andrei Usachev’s poem “Two Bears Were Sitting” ( Annex 1 . Slide 8)

Everyone knows the story of the friendship between the kind, intelligent crocodile Gena and Cheburashka, a homeless creature of unknown origin who came to Moscow illegally in a box of oranges. This story is full of adventure, light humor and wonderful language discoveries.

Eduard Uspensky He composed not only fairy tales, but also poems for children. We invite Kamil

The tiger went for a walk

One two three four five,
The tiger went out for a walk.
They forgot to lock him.
One two three four five.

He's walking through the streets
Doesn't bother anyone
But for some reason from the tiger
People are running away.

Who climbed the tree
Who hid behind a stall,
Who was on the roof?
Somebody got stuck in the drain.

And on the Christmas tree, like toys,
Two old women were accommodated.
The whole city was empty in an instant -
After all, jokes with a tiger are dangerous.

The tiger sees that the city is empty:
“Let me come back,” he thinks.
It's more fun at the zoo
It's always full of people."

He himself, a man from childhood, inventive, independent, wanted children's heads to be boiled, so that there would always be some interesting thing to do, so that even the smallest ones would be free creative individuals. Listen to the poem “Memory” Zhenya reads:

It’s not in vain that I praise myself,
I tell everyone and everywhere,
Any suggestion
I'll repeat it right away.

- “Vanya rode on a horse,
Led the dog on a belt,
And the old lady at this time
I was washing the cactus on the window.”

Well, what is there to talk about?
I would begin to praise myself.
I want a story about Vanya
It's very easy to repeat:

Vanya rode on a horse,
Led the dog on a belt,
Well, and the cactus at this time
Washing the old lady at the window.

The cactus rode on a horse,
Led the dog on a belt,
And the old lady at this time
I washed Vanya on the window.

Vanya rode on the window,
Led the old lady on a belt,
Well, and the cactus at this time
I washed the dog on the horse.

I know what I'm saying.
I said I would repeat it.
So it came out without errors,
Why should I boast in vain?

– Guys, today you pleased us so much, surprised us so much, and how expressively you read the poems! We are very happy for your success. As a gift to all of you - the cartoon “Once upon a time there lived a small old man” based on the poems of Daniil Kharms

The jury sums up the results. The winners are awarded with certificates and valuable gifts - books.

Scenario

unconventional event with parents

literary living room

“Mom, Dad, I am a reading family”

Developed by:

Deputy Head of Internal Affairs

MBDOU d/s No. 20,

Vashchenko A.F.,

Educator

Bulbas N.P.

Target : Find out how many or few reading families there are in our group. Do parents devote enough time to their children at home to read fiction? Establishing emotional contact between teachers, parents and children, improving parent-child relationships, stimulating cognitive activity in older preschool children, instilling love, interest in books and the need for reading.

Tasks :

Help increase children's interest in books;

To develop in preschoolers the ability to determine content literary works based on illustrations, excerpts from books;

To develop children’s ability to freely express their thoughts;

To instill in preschoolers respect for the work of writers and poets.

Equipment: books, cubes depicting fairy-tale characters; illustrations for famous fairy tales and works, for display on a multimedia board (ICT); chips and prizes (books) for the quiz; recording of the musical warm-up “Kolobok” and “Warm-up while sitting.”

Progress of the event:

The hall is decorated with illustrations from famous fairy tales and an exhibition of crafts and drawings of joint creativity between parents and children “My Favorite Fairy Tales”.

Educator:

Dear Parents! Today we have an unusual meeting. We have gathered today to discuss this question: how much and often do you read books and fairy tales to your children?

You ask: “Why do children need fairy tales?” For many centuries, children listened to Russian folk tales. They were told by grandmothers, mothers and nannies. Now parents and grandmothers have forgotten how to tell fairy tales, but have they not yet forgotten how to read? A child who has listened to fairy tales since childhood grows up to be healthy at heart. Can't read every day a new fairy tale, because before our ancestors told the fairy tale so many times that the child would have time to learn it by heart. This is the only way a baby can learn moral categories, which were embedded in the fairy tale. Therefore, read aloud to your children so that in the future your child will act as they do good heroes from good Russian fairy tales.

The book is faithful

The book is the first

Book - best friend Guys.

We can't live without a book,

We can't live without a book! –

All the guys are talking.

Mom reads a book to me

About the bunny and the little fox...

I would listen about the war game,

Only mom is a girl.

She'll probably be bored

So much so that he even gapes.

Okay, tomorrow about the war

Dad reads at night.

And today about the bunny

And about the teddy bear.

Even about a mouse, even about a cone -

All the same, if only there was a book!

I read a book with my mother,

And then I got a little tired.

I woke up, mom is sleeping,

The book is lying nearby.

The book is called

"Sleeping Beauty"

Now let's test the knowledge of our children and parents about fairy tale characters. I suggest you split into two teams to conduct small competition"Guess the fairy tale." I will ask you riddles one by one, and you will answer. If a team does not know the answer, then another team can answer. For each correct answer you will receive a chip. At the end of our meeting, we will count the chips, and whoever has the most wins.

So, first question to the team.....

1. The grandmother loved the girl very much,

I gave her a red cap.

The girl forgot her name.

Well, tell me her name. (Little Red Riding Hood)

Next question for the team......

2. Mixed with sour cream,

It's cold at the window,

round side,

Ruddy side

Rolled... (Kolobok)

3. She is the most important mystery of all,

Even though she lived in the cellar:

Pull the turnip out of the garden

Helped my grandparents. (Mouse from “Turnip”)

4. We were waiting for mother with milk,

And they let the wolf into the house.

Who were these little children? (Seven kids)

5. Near the forest on the edge

Three of them live in a hut.

There are three chairs and three mugs,

Three beds, three pillows.

Guess without a hint

Who are the heroes of this fairy tale? (Three Bears)

6. The nose is round, with a snout,

It’s convenient for them to rummage in the ground,

The tail is small, crocheted,

Instead of shoes - hooves

Three of them - and to what extent?

Friendly brothers look alike.

Guess without a hint

Who are the heroes of this fairy tale? (Three piglets)

Well done guys and parents! You have all completed the competition riddles.

And now another competition awaits us. You need to guess the hero of the fairy tale who owns the words and name the fairy tale itself. Listen carefully. Whose team raises its hand first is the one to answer. Shouts from the seat are not accepted as the correct answer, only a raised hand.

1. As soon as I jump out, as soon as I jump out - Pieces will go through the back streets. (Fox from the fairy tale “The Fox and the Hare”)

2. Don’t sit on the tree stump, don’t eat the pie. (Masha from the fairy tale “Masha and the Bear”)

3. Stove, mother, hide us! (Sister from the fairy tale “Geese and Swans”)

4. Who found the spikelet? Who carried the grain to the mill? Who kneaded the dough?

Did you carry firewood? Did you heat the stove? Who baked the pies? (Cockerel from the fairy tale “Spikelet”)

5. I don’t have a mustache, but whiskers, not paws, but paws,

Not teeth, but teeth - I'm not afraid of anyone! (Hare from the fairy tale “The Hare Boasts”)

6. I left my grandmother, I left my grandfather... (Kolobok from the fairy tale “Kolobok”)

Clever girls! You all answered correctly and guessed the heroes of the fairy tale. Show me who earned the most chips?

Our kids stayed a little late. Let's show everyone how we can dance. Our last riddle was the Kolobok, and I propose to do the “Kolobok” warm-up. Dear parents, join us!

Thanks to our young talents!

And now I want to show you some illustrations of familiar fairy tales. I think that both children and parents can easily guess and recognize the fairy tale from these pictures. (show slides with illustrations for fairy tales on the multimedia board):

1. “Sister Alyonushka and brother Ivanushka”

2. “The Swan Princess”

1. “The Frog Princess”

2. “The Sleeping Princess”

1. “Ivan Tsarevich on a gray wolf”

2. “Snow Maiden”

1. “Three heroes”

(a chip is given for each correct answer)

Leading: - And here’s another small task. It's called Magic Items. You need to answer me one by one, what magical means - objects did fairy-tale heroes have? (multimedia shows fairy tale heroes and their magic remedies)

1. -At Pinocchio's (golden key).

2. -Cinderella has a glass slipper.

3.-At Little Red Riding Hood (basket with pies).

1. -U Snow Queen(magic mirror).

2. - Sleeping Beauty was put to sleep (spindle).

3.-Koshchei the immortal has death hidden (in the egg at the end of the game)

Educator: We sat still for a while. Let's do the "Fun Counting" warm-up.

Educator: And our last competition task It's called "Round Dance of Fairy Tales".

Teams also answer in turns.

· What words did Tsarevich Ivan say to enter Baba Yaga’s hut? (“Hut, hut, turn your front to me and your back to the forest!”)

· Nose – special distinguishing feature this hero. (Pinocchio)

· The roundest fairy tale hero. (Kolobok)

· A very competent friend of Winnie the Pooh. (Owl)

· There is no river, no pond -

Where can I get some water?

Very tasty water

In the hoof hole!

What kind of fairy tale is this? (Sister Alyonushka and brother Ivanushka)

The beautiful maiden is sad:

She doesn't like spring

It's hard for her in the sun!

She's shedding tears, poor thing! (Snow Maiden)

(teams are given a chip for the correct answer).

Well done both children and parents!

Dear parents! It is clear that in your childhood you still read, and did not watch TV or sit at the computer. So our task is to try to make our children read, love to listen and tell fairy tales. We really hope that after our holiday you will still pick up a book more often and not turn on cartoons for your children!

Let me end our evening here. And so that you don’t leave us empty-handed, gifts await you all. Let these books become the beginning of your further, growing reading family!

I invite everyone to the samovar for fragrant tea with bagels!

1 presenter: Poetry is not just another form of art. For the initiated, it is the light that guides life path and, reflected from the radiance of the human soul, it shines on others, helping to find the truth, remove sorrows and find harmony in the soul.

2 presenter: But this is so necessary to modern man, living in a roaring world of breakneck speeds, vanity and envy, lies and commercialism. In this world, we sometimes forget about the most important thing, about what helps a person to remain human in any conditions - about the soul that each of us has.

1 presenter: For some it is free, bright and open, and for others it is tiny, hidden from the light, driven into the depths of the human essence, but it still exists, and its time will certainly come.

It was not for nothing that Marina Tsvetaeva said:

If the soul was born winged,

What is her mansion and what is her hut...

2 presenter: About a few of us, perhaps about a lot rare people one might say that their soul is winged. And today fate gave us a happy moment of meeting with a person whose soul is undoubtedly capable of not only soaring itself, but also lifting everyone who comes into contact with it to the heights of spiritual bliss.

1 presenter: Our guest is Larisa Mezhenina, a poet, the author of two amazing collections of poems, the latter, by the way, illustrated by her, and just a wonderful person.

2 presenter: The ability of this fragile girl to see only the good in people is amazing. The epigraph to one of her poems speaks about this: “Each of us is an angel, but with only one wing. And we can only fly by hugging each other.” How many of us can remember situations when they were called angels? And has this ever happened in our lives?

1 presenter: There is something very sad, even tragic, in these words. Tragedies, as if sent by someone unkind, accompany a person in this world, destroying plans and putting obstacles on the roads to dreams.

2 presenter: The beginning of Larisa’s life was sunny. Everyone who knew Larisa Mezhenina in school years, remember her as amazing person with an unusually warm look from large, clear eyes, always ready to help and listen.

1 presenter: Sociable, active, she is always at the center of events both at school and, later, at the institute. Everything seemed to come too easily to her, without effort. Whatever she took on, everything was done somehow fun, playfully. And, most importantly, it was easy and calm to be around her.

2 presenter: A person of unusually bright, versatile talent, from childhood she was fond of drawing, music, and poetry.

When her creative works were read in class, there was silence. Mezhenina's works were like poetic miniatures. There was a special handwriting in them, quiet, amazing light, responsibility for everything that happens on Earth.

Reader: “Listen to the morning silence. Do you hear how flower petals rustle from the light touch of a passing breeze, how a small fast stream gurgles in the green grass, how amber sap flows down the snow-white bark of a slender young birch tree?

Silence…

Why was my heart suddenly beating so desperately? Just for a minute it suddenly seemed like there was none of this, just dark emptiness, smoke and ashes!

These thoughts haunt me, especially at night, when the sky turns gray from the stars, from these small shining lights.

But our Earth is also like that, only, probably, even smaller, even more tender, it is fragile and defenseless. Our Earth is part of the vast Universe, this is its tiny blue part.

And how scary it is to imagine that one day it might go out, go out forever...

And maybe someone on another planet, looking at the sky one day, will think: “A star has fallen. This is fortunate."

But then there will be no happiness, because life on Earth will disappear!”

1 presenter: Could Larisa Mezhenina have known then, when she had just turned sixteen, that fate did not think about her dreams at all; on the contrary, a few years would pass and she would subject the girl to severe trials.

2 presenter: Larisa's subsequent life is full of dramatic events. A sudden illness confined the girl to her bed and separated her from her peers, friends, and fellow students. Larisa Mezhenina could not imagine a life isolated from others. But fate decreed otherwise.

1 presenter: For more than two years, Larisa was not destined to communicate with friends, walk, play the guitar, write or even speak. The doctors lost hope. But the parents' hope did not die. They were the ones who did everything to put their daughter on her feet.

2 presenter: The illness did not go away without a trace, Larisa had to leave her studies, work was out of the question. But there was time to stop, think about both the past and the future. The most important thing was not to become embittered either at the world or at people, not to lose faith in yourself, and to convey all this in your poems, which help you live and feel needed in this life...

1 presenter: Larisa Mezhenina’s poems amaze, perhaps surprise, make you think about a lot, and you want to turn to them again and again. They help us find answers to difficult questions existence, teach us fidelity and nobility, tenderness and love...

1 reader

Prayer

Do not leave me in my hour of sorrow,

Don't reject my soul

And on it, as if on tablets,

Write a revelation.

Don't leave me in pitch darkness,

What can I do alone, tell me?

From my sinful soul,

Do not turn away your bright face.

2 reader

I won't call you

I won’t even call out

Because I live

As the soul tells you,

And my soul tells me:

“Throw away your former burdens,

From love and from resentment

Only time heals.”

I won't call you.

The threads are all breaking.

And my way is with your way

They won't intersect.

1 reader

Great wisdom is to wait,

Great happiness - to believe

And feel that again

Hope will open doors.

To hold on when there is no strength,

And, swallowing tears, laugh.

And when you fall, don’t ask.

And believe and not be afraid.

And know firmly and accurately -

Hope will open doors

When will you learn to wait

And it’s sacred to believe in love.

2 reader

Lived on someone else's thoughts,

I carried someone else's pain,

I was waiting for someone else's sweetheart

And she entered a stranger’s house.

Someone else's shadow was following me,

And I admitted to myself,

That this life... was alien,

Even though she seemed like her own.

1 reader

I will be the sun, I will be the wind,

I'll be the morning rain

A blossoming branch,

White cherry under the window...

I'll be clean water

At noon I quench my thirst

And meadow grass

Waiting for your arrival.

Do you want me to be a bright light?

And a happy day in fate,

And hope for a miracle -

If only you liked it.

2 reader

The breath of herbs moves the air...

The buzzing of bees takes away sadness,

And silence has a familiar echo

Gives you a break from pain.

And yellow eyelashes to the sun

The first flowers opened,

To give a piece of everything

Your love and warmth.

And happiness every moment

Capable of capturing the heart

And this is the rebirth of the world

Carries within itself the desire to live.

1 reader

Again two candles burn separately,

But there is one halo above them.

A lonely heart is silent -

The flow of words is gone forever...

And there is no need to look for the guilty -

This may be the main law

If you want to rise from the ashes,

There will be no unnecessary obstacles.

And, leaving a stream of reproaches,

It’s unworthy to grumble about fate,

So that everything that life brings us,

Try to accept it as good.

2 reader

Kindness

When fate doesn't go well,

Manage to wake up cloudless,

And, having overcome the pain within myself,

Become kinder and smile.

And again from a feeling of rightness

Your bright world will return to you.

There is no need to regret kindness:

Good is good and will respond.

The floor is given to poetess Larisa Mezhenina.

2 presenter: Our meeting has come to an end, and we hope that getting to know Larisa Mezhenina will not be in vain for you: your souls will become brighter, your hearts will be filled with love for life, and you yourself will become kinder and at least a little wiser.

1 presenter: Let Larisa Mezhenina’s poems become a reliable companion in your life, and let Larisa delight us with her new creativity for a long time to come.

2 presenter: May our wonderful guest always be accompanied by good luck, inspiration, and may her strength and health increase every minute. We really need you, Larisa, and we look forward to meeting you again.

The use of ICT made it possible to create an atmosphere of success for each participant in the literary lounge. Conducted using multimedia presentation extracurricular event became a lesson in spirituality, contributed to the education in schoolchildren of such spiritual and moral qualities as love for all living things, duty, responsibility for everything that happens around, respect for the personality of another person, the ability to see beauty in the simple and ordinary, to give warmth and kindness.

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Literary development children are encouraged by matinees, leisure evenings, dedicated to creativity writer or poet, evenings of fairy tales, riddles, literary quizzes(based on folk tales, based on the works of one author, based on well-known books different writers). Combining different types of arts - music, fiction, visual arts creates a festive atmosphere.

This is a group of methods and means of using literature outside of class, where works of art are presented both in unadapted form and in the form of adaptations and dramatizations.

Literary evenings of leisure contribute to the deepening of acquired skills, increase interest and love for works folk art and writers, give novelty to the impression, create a joyful mood.

Literary holidays consolidate and generalize the diverse artistic impressions, knowledge and skills of children; they include different types children's activities:

  • reading and storytelling;
  • singing and dancing;
  • hearing;
  • screenings and performances.

On holidays of a domestic nature(birthday party, entertainment evening) children can perform with retelling prose works , including retelling in parts. It should be noted that in the practice of kindergartens at holidays, prose sounds clearly insufficient. For some holidays in older groups (fairy tale day, spring and summer holidays, bird day, etc.), it is recommended to select works of various genres: poems, riddles, stories, excerpts from fairy tales, as well as proverbs and sayings that the presenter will use in the appropriate situation.

In pre-school groups unique forms of work are used fiction: literary matinees And amateur literary concerts not only for children six or seven years old, but also for younger ones.

Matinee maybe dedicated to the anniversary or work of a writer beloved by children. The theme of the matinee could be: “Russian folk tales”, “Poems of poets for children”, “ Foreign fairy tales" etc.

The structure of the matinee has much in common with the structure of any holiday: Grand opening, introduction presenter (in in this case it may be more detailed), inspection festive decoration, exhibitions, concert numbers, interconnected by explanations and stories of the presenter, which should be interesting and accessible to children.

You can invite the children of the older group to the second half of the matinee (after the intermission), in conclusion, present memorable gifts to everyone present, look at the exhibition in more detail (give the children the opportunity to approach the stand, take a book, etc.).

Children aged six or seven can arrange on their own concerts for kids. It is advisable for seniors to be entrusted with the role of organizers and presenters. They draw up the program themselves, assign roles, conduct rehearsals, and prepare the premises. This concert lasts 10-15 minutes. Its program can be very diverse: reading nursery rhymes and poems known to younger children (preferably using visual material- toys, objects, pictures), retelling a fairy tale familiar to the “guests”, reading new poems or nursery rhymes for kids, table theater fairy tales, dramatization game or puppet show. Children leading the concert can invite small spectators to perform (optional) reading poetry, uttering onomatopoeia in chorus, etc.

TO spectacular views entertainment relate performances, theatrical performances, concerts which are carried out by adults, schoolchildren (or older kindergarten students).

It is advisable to introduce older preschoolers to professional performing arts: The teacher should recommend that parents attend children's performances in drama and puppet theaters with their children.

IN kindergarten You can organize a viewing of dramatizations of works, methodically correctly preparing children for it. A lot of works of art dramatized for preschoolers using cinema (cartoons, films). For example, “The Tale of the Military Secret...” by A. Gaidar was repeatedly filmed, cartoons were created based on the works “Moidodyr” by K. Chukovsky, “Mustachioed and Striped” by S. Marshak, etc.

In the method of showing cartoons (it is most often found in kindergartens) it is important preliminary preparation for children to watch: reading a filmed fairy tale or another work similar in theme, looking at paintings that are similar in content to the film, talking with children. This work is carried out several days before the show. Before showing the cartoon, it is advisable to have an introductory speech from the teacher.

The effectiveness of the spectacle will be higher if the teacher consolidates the impressions received in the process of drawing, modeling, playing, talking, etc.

Each teacher must be proficient in the technique and methodology of showing children films and theater performances, firmly know the hygienic standards of their conduct (duration, seating of children), follow safety rules.

Show theatrical performances and films can be carried out in the hall, in group rooms, in the summer on the site, sometimes combining same-age groups. Depending on the latter, the display time is also set. IN different groups It is better to carry it out within one or two days in order to save time on installing the screen, screen, and preparing props.

Children become familiar with dramatizations by also listening to recordings. Perceiving a dramatization by ear is more difficult. It requires preparatory work(introduction, reminder, etc.).

Currently, preschoolers are widely familiar with literary art thanks to television.

State budget educational institution Secondary educational school No. 1423, Moscow Preschool department

Integration educational areas: socio-communicative development, cognitive development, speech development, artistic and aesthetic development.

Goal: to develop in children a feeling of love for loved ones, a desire to take care of each other, to be attentive and responsive.

Tasks:

Educational:

  • Introduce children to basic generally accepted norms and rules of relationships with peers and adults
  • Form moral values ​​in children
  • Continue to introduce children to such qualities as nobility, kindness, care, mercy, goodwill.

Educational:

  • Foster friendly relationships between children
  • To instill in children moral qualities - kindness, responsiveness, honesty, politeness, mutual assistance, empathy, respect for the older generation

Educational:

  • Develop expressive speech, harmonic hearing
  • Develop from aunts logical thinking, imagination, memory

Presenter: Hello, dear guests. We are pleased to welcome you to our literary evening on the topic "Very important conversation" . We dedicate our small concert important topics, which are difficult to talk about, but easy to catch and understand in the works of such authors as Valentina Oseeva, Elena Blagina, Leo Tolstoy and others... We will tell you about honesty and lies, care and selfishness, about the importance "magical" - polite words and much more...

Children enter the hall while singing "33 cows" words by N. Olev, music by M. Dunaevsky. They disperse on both sides and sit on chairs.

There is a table on the stage, chairs around it, cups and a samovar on the table. Grandmother and mother are sitting at the table (two girls) and two sons (two boys).

"Present"

Elena Blaginina

A friend came to see me
And we played with her.
And here's one toy
Suddenly I liked her:
Groovy frog,
Cheerful, funny.
I'm bored without a toy -
It was my favorite -
But still a friend
I gave away the frog.

Scene "Cookies"

Valentina Oseeva

Mom poured cookies onto a plate. Grandma clinked her cups merrily. Vova and Misha sat down at the table.

“Deli one at a time,” Misha said sternly.

The boys scooped all the cookies onto the table and laid them out in two piles.

Smooth? - Vova asked.

Misha looked at the group with his eyes.

Smooth. Grandma, pour us some tea!

Grandmother served tea. It was quiet at the table. The piles of cookies were quickly shrinking.

Crumbly! Sweet! - Misha said.

Yes! - Vova responded with his mouth full.

Mom and grandmother were silent. When all the cookies were eaten, Vova took a deep breath, patted himself on the stomach and crawled out from behind the table.

Misha finished the last bite and looked at his mother - she was stirring the unstarted tea with a spoon. He looked at his grandmother - she was chewing a crust of bread...

"I'm not crying"

Georgy Ladonshchikov.

Mom got very angry
She went to the cinema without me.
I'm sorry that this happened
But I still don't cry.
I'm punished for my pranks
Fair, maybe
Only I forgive immediately
I didn't dare ask.
And now I would tell my mother:
"Well, sorry for the last time...!"
I'm not crying, the tears themselves
They roll out of their own eyes.

"Precious Vase"

Nikolay Yusupov.

Dad broke a precious vase.
Grandmother and mother immediately frowned.
But dad was found, looked them in the eyes
And he timidly and quietly said “Sorry.”
And mom is silent, she even smiles:
“We’ll buy another one, there’s a better one on sale.”
“Sorry” - it would seem, what’s wrong with it?
But what a wonderful word!

Scene "BONE" (true)

LEV TOLSTOY.

The mother bought plums and wanted to give them to the children after lunch. They were on the plate. Vanya never ate plums and kept smelling them. And he really liked them. I really wanted to eat it. He kept walking past the plums. When there was no one in the upper room, he could not resist, grabbed one plum and ate it. Before dinner, the mother counted the plums and saw that one was missing. She told her father.

At dinner, the father says: “What, children, didn’t anyone eat one plum?”

Everyone said: "No."

Vanya turned red like a lobster and said too: “No, I didn’t eat.”

Then the father said: “What any of you ate is not good; but that’s not the problem. The trouble is that there are seeds in plums, and if someone doesn’t know how to eat them and swallows a seed, he will die in a day. I'm afraid".

Vanya turned pale and said: “No, I threw the bone out the window.”

And everyone laughed, and Vanya began to cry.

Scene "TWO COMRADES"

Lev Tolstoy

(Fable)

Two comrades were walking through the forest, and a bear jumped out at them. One ran, climbed a tree and hid, while the other stayed on the road. He had nothing to do - he fell to the ground and pretended to be dead.

The bear came up to him and began to sniff: he stopped breathing.

The bear sniffed his face, thought he was dead, and walked away.

When the bear left, he climbed down from the tree and laughed: “Well,” he says, “did the bear talk in your ear?”

"And he told me that - bad people those who run away from their comrades in danger" .

"I AM EXTRA"

Agniya Barto.

They dug up the cherries.
Sergei said: “I’m superfluous.”
Five trees, five guys -
I went out into the garden in vain.
How did the cherries ripen?
Sergei goes out into the garden.
- Well, no, now you’re superfluous!
The guys are talking.

“MOM, WHY?”

Grigore Vieru

Why on your head
Is one hair whiter than the other?
- From worries, love and anxiety:
You are the only one I have, son.
- But grandma is whiter than you.
Does grandma love me more?
- She just has more children,
So grandma became whiter.
- Well, auntie is even whiter.
But your aunt has no children at all?
- Yes, son, she’s even whiter:
She spends her time all alone.

Scene « old grandfather and granddaughters" (fable).

Lev Tolstoy

Grandfather became very old. His legs did not walk, his eyes did not see, his ears did not hear, he had no teeth. And when he ate, he didn’t do it very carefully. His son and daughter-in-law stopped sitting him at the table and let him dine at the stove.

They brought him lunch in a cup. He wanted to move it, but he dropped it and broke it. The daughter-in-law began to scold the old man for ruining everything in the house and breaking cups, and said that now she would give him dinner in a basin. The old man just sighed and said nothing.

One day a husband and wife are sitting at home and watching - their little son is playing on the floor with planks - he is working on something. The father asked: “Why are you doing this, Misha?”

And Misha says: “It’s me, father, who’s making the tub. When you and your mother are too old to feed you from this tub.” .

The husband and wife looked at each other and began to cry. They felt ashamed that they had offended the old man so much; and from then on they began to sit him at the table and look after him.

“Where was the thank you?”

Radif Timershin

Snowdrifts grew overnight
In the park, in the yard, in the garden,
Barely making my way,
I'm walking down the street.
And I'll look to the left,
And I'll look to the right:
- Who shovels the snow there? -
I'll ask myself.
This is my grandmother's neighbor.
We need to help grandma!
I take a shovel from her,
I'm always willing to help!
Did you clean everything?
From work
My face is burning.
The old lady smiled at me
AND "Thank you" speaks.
I'm glad to hear this
After all, I'm pretty tired...
So it turned out that "Thank you"
I found it under the snow.

"Good words"

Ovsey Driz.

Kind words are not laziness
Repeat to me three times a day.
To everyone going to work,
Blacksmith, weaver, doctor,
WITH Good morning! - I scream.
Good afternoon - I shout after
Everyone going to lunch!
"Good evening! ” - this is how I meet
Everyone rushing home for tea.

Scene "Magic word"

Valentina Oseeva

A little old man with a long gray beard was sitting on a bench and drawing something in the sand with an umbrella.

Move over,” Pavlik told him and sat down on the edge.

The old man moved and, looking at the boy’s red, angry face, said:

Did something happen to you?

Well, okay! What do you care? - Pavlik looked sideways at him.

Nothing for me. But now you were screaming, crying, quarreling with someone...

Still would! - the boy muttered angrily. - I'll soon run away from home completely.

Will you run away?

I'll run away! I’ll run away because of Lenka alone. - Pavlik clenched his fists. - I almost gave her a good one just now! Doesn't give any paint! And how many do you have?

Does not give? Well, there's no point in running away because of this.

Not only because of this. Grandma chased me out of the kitchen for one carrot... right with a rag, a rag...

Pavlik snorted with resentment.

Nonsense! - said the old man. - One will scold, the other will regret.

Nobody feels sorry for me! - Pavlik shouted. -My brother is going for a boat ride, but he won’t take me. I tell him: “You better take it, I won’t leave you anyway, I’ll drag the oars away, I’ll climb into the boat myself!” ”

Pavlik slammed his fist on the bench. And suddenly he fell silent.

Why doesn't your brother take you?

Why do you keep asking?

The old man smoothed his long beard:

I want to help you. There is such a thing Magic word...

Pavlik opened his mouth.

I'll tell you this word. But remember: you need to say it in a quiet voice, looking straight into the eyes of the person you are talking to. Remember - in a quiet voice, looking straight into the eyes...

What word?

This is the magic word. But don't forget how to say it.

“I’ll try,” Pavlik grinned, “I’ll try right now.” - He jumped up and ran home.

Lena was sitting at the table and drawing. Paints - green, blue, red - lay in front of her. Seeing Pavlik, she immediately raked them into a pile and covered them with her hand.

“The old man deceived me! - the boy thought with annoyance. “Will someone like that understand the magic word!..”

Pavlik walked sideways towards his sister and pulled her sleeve. The sister looked back. Then, looking into her eyes, the boy said in a quiet voice:

Lena, give me one paint... please...

Lena opened her eyes wide. Her fingers unclenched, and, taking her hand off the table, she muttered embarrassedly:

Which one do you want?

“I’ll have a blue one,” Pavlik said timidly. He took the paint, held it in his hands, walked around the room with it and gave it to his sister. He didn't need paint. He was now thinking only about the magic word.

“I’ll go to my grandmother. She's just cooking. Will it drive away or not? ”

Pavlik opened the door to the kitchen. The old woman was removing hot pies from the baking sheet.

The grandson ran up to her, turned her red, wrinkled face with both hands, looked into her eyes and whispered:

Give me a piece of pie... please.

Grandma straightened up.

The magic word shone in every wrinkle, in the eyes, in the smile.

I wanted something hot... something hot, my darling! - she said, choosing the best, rosy pie.

Pavlik jumped for joy and kissed her on both cheeks.

"Wizard! Wizard! “- he repeated to himself, remembering the old man.

At dinner, Pavlik sat quietly and listened to his brother’s every word. When his brother said that he would go boating, Pavlik put his hand on his shoulder and quietly asked:

Take me please.

Everyone at the table immediately fell silent. The brother raised his eyebrows and grinned.

“Take it,” the sister suddenly said. - What is it worth to you!

Well, why not take it? - Grandma smiled. - Of course, take it.

Please,” Pavlik repeated.

The brother laughed loudly, patted the boy on the shoulder, ruffled his hair:

Oh, you traveler! Okay, get ready!

“It helped! Helped again! ”

Pavlik jumped out from the table and ran into the street. But the old man was no longer in the park. The bench was empty, and only incomprehensible signs drawn by an umbrella remained on the sand.

Presenter: Our evening is over. We have told you much of what we consider important. We hope that our performance scattered a little kindness and warmth in our hall and in your hearts... Well, we say goodbye to you.

All children: "All the best!"