It's bad for me to be an author. Poems for memorization. I'd rather be a dad
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- The scene "Grandmas sit near the house."
- A scene about the importance of women
- The scene "What kind of children are these days, right?"
- Scene "Conversation" (2)
- scene “It’s bad for me to live as a girl ...”
"Grandmas will sit near the house."
1st. Children, we all cherish them,
What is more precious to us?!
And just on this topic
Let's tell our story.
2nd. We educate them, we teach them,
We don't feel sorry for them...
Your child is the best
Parents always.
3rd. I'm not going to argue with them
I agree - and just like this:
I remember how one grandmother
For my words about Luce
I got a smack.
4th. Speaks: -
Don't touch Lucy
All your words are false!
She never flinches
Even if he meets a lion!
5th. And from the cat along the path
Not in vain carried away:
Lichen in this cat,
And on wool - dust and dirt!
4th. And the child does not want to get sick,
Lucy is smart with us,
Because there is urine Runs away from infections!
1st. ... And on a bench near the house,
What year in a row
The familiar continues
Talk about Roma with Toma
And about all the other grandchildren.
2nd. I won't forget the fear
I saw - to be in trouble:
No lifeline
The grandson splashed on the water.
That's really it - not otherwise,
This will be the champion
Himself on the river like a dog
He learned to swim!
I shout to him: - Vovulya,
Don't swim deep!
3rd. He replied: -
Take it easy, grandma
It will be waist-deep for me!
2nd. So what? To the waist, maybe -
But is that the point?
By the way, in a puddle too
It's very easy to drown!
3rd. Why is there this puddle!
(Oh, now I will wipe away a tear!)
I know. It gets worse:
Children are drowning in the pelvis!
2nd. Well, our Vovulya is brave,
Not afraid of anything
So swim is the thing
Especially for him!
1st. Yes, - Grandmother Nonna entered,
God's gift will take its toll:
This one will be the champion
He will become a musician!
3rd. Here Vanyusha is only a year old,
And, believe me, one of these days
Notes fell off the table
"Bah!" he shouted...
Look: Bah!
5th. That's really to be someone, probably
Famous destined:
Shut up Cliburn himself
And Petrova at the same time!
4th. Here she uttered a word
Grandma Zoya: they say, here,
Why is my Lyudmila
Granddaughter, she sings great!
Really no worse than Ovsienko
And without any soundtracks
Though the neighbors with a mop in the wall
And they often knock on us!
5th. - Yes, talented grandchildren, -
Ended the conversation
Grandma Katya.
Flag in their hands
And space for creativity!
The performers take off their headscarves and glasses.
1st. ... Well, what about the children themselves,
That is, the grandchildren themselves, well,
Who will they become in the world?
You won't find an answer here.
2nd. How do you know what he's going to be?
How will he make us happy?
This Sanya or Vanya,
That while the toy is busy
Or go to first grade!
3rd. We wish him happiness
Let him be glad of life
It's just not in power.
Dreaming grandmother.
4th. So no matter how they judge
We have to say one thing:
Together.
Let him be a man
Let people need it
Grandson and son of his country!
A scene about the importance of women
Characters: Vika, Katya, Grisha, Slava.
Grisha : We celebrate Women's Day,
Congratulations to all girls and women.
We wish them to become good housewives.
But, to tell the truth, without hiding,
We boys don't believe in a woman's mind
After all, smart women have never been.
Women need housework. Science, business - not her concern.
Glory (girls, instructively):
You must learn to wash, cook, sew, And you don't need to learn mathematics.
Vika (to the boys, indignantly):
And I'll answer you - no!
That the female mind is not appreciated is not a secret.
Men did not let us study,
They thought it was not good for ladies.
Kate ( proudly raising his head)
But despite all the injustice
We have achieved a lot in our lives.
Peaks in science reached.
Have you heard about Sklodowska-Curie?
Two Nobel Prizes she
Managed to get. One in chemistry
Was awarded to her, In physics - the second.
Grisha ( lowering her eyes in confusion, embarrassed): No, I don’t know anything about her.
Glory (hurriedly):
Well, as an exception, one,
Perhaps among you she was smart.
Vika: We have enough examples for you!
Is Sofia Kovalevskaya a great mathematician?
Kate (bends fingers on hand):
What about Valentina Tereshkova?
Savitskaya Svetlana, Valentina Tolkunova?
Grisha (disdainfully dismissive):
To fly into space and sing a song,
You don't have to have a great mind.
Vika: How about writing a poem?
This is where you need to be smart.
You probably heard about Akhmatova.
(Laughs contemptuously.)
A beautiful day, what a lot to say.
We love giving gifts to girls.
Glory : Although, of course, they didn't read it.
Kate: I know many great poetesses -
Sappho, Tsvetaeva, Shimborska.
I often read them.
Glory (without giving up):
Well, okay, but in business matters
Women cannot simply compete with us.
Grisha (raise index finger up)
Here's another example for you -
A woman cannot lead a country.
Vika: What about Margaret Thatcher? Indira Gandhi?
You just don't know anyone!
And if you read history books,
You will find many such examples there.
Kate And in the leadership of many large firms
There are women. There are women - bankers.
Glory: But if you start leading the country, Everyone will go into science, into business,
Who will cook the soup
Clean the apartment, raise children?
Grisha (grimacing, pointing with his hands at the imaginary situation at home):
Imagine - the house is dirty and dinner is not ready,
And there is no child care.
One wife sits in the government,
Another will fly into space tomorrow,
And the third writes poetry all day.
Better cook a portion of fish soup!
Vika (conciliatory):
A man can also cook cabbage soup.
Kate: Responsibilities must be divided.
Glory (wiggles his finger):
I, if I marry you,
I'll watch you wash the dishes
Not how much you read
And how do you solve complex problems?
Vika and Katya (laughing):
You're not going anywhere
Fall in love and get married!
Scene: "What kind of children are these days, right?"
Boy
I'm thinking, I'm guessing
Why are children born?
So, do you guys mind?
Let's weigh the pros and cons! Girl - Why do you need all this? Boy - For a specific answer!
Getting ready for adulthood... Girl - You thought of it cleverly! Boy - Yes, I feel sorry for my mother,
From the problems of life is not visible. Girl
Yes ... we have a lot of problems ...
Not an easy position - mom.
How would it be easier for her
Without children like us, Girl
Ugh! What nonsense!
She'll be bored then!
Yes, and in old age compote
Who will bring in a glass?
Imagine now
Mom without kids! Boy - At home - quiet ... cleanliness ... Beauty! Girl
And emptiness! The house is cozy but empty!
Without children, he is not alive! Boy
But, let me tell you straight,
Mom is having a good rest.
She won't have to again
check all lessons
Solving problems for children
write an essay,
For various tricks
Then scold, then punish,
Kitchen, dinner, laundry,
Collect toys again.
Not sparing nerve cells,
get the kids in bed!
Girl - And hear, falling asleep, ..
You are so beautiful
I honestly say
Mom, I love you so much!...
Boy
Yeah... hmm-hmm... sounds nice...
And what is the prospect?
Just raised kids...
Got married soon...
Do you want to rest now?
Here are your grandchildren! Get it! Girl
So what? Play again.
Respond to grandma
Sit down, get up, run
Collected the toys again
stove workout,
Carriage of household vanity. Boy Why do they need such a life? Girl - Aerobics solid!
Hurry up to get it all done.
No time to even get old. Boy
No! I still doubt
So many nerves and worries!
I'm more and more convinced
Children are troublesome people.
It takes a long time to grow them
And educate, teach,
Don't sleep at night
Survive day and night
Get sick to heal
guilty - to beat,
And help with studies
and feed and dress...
Girl
What is the difficulty? I don't understand!
I dress up dolls!
Boy - Well, compared! In - gives! Girl - Children are troublesome people!
But for mom
All the more important, I'll tell you straight.
To mothers - in children continuation.
And honor and respect!
And great love Boy - And care again and again ... Girl
So, my friend, calm down!
Caring is fun!
While you are raising children
you won't get bored for a moment.
Boy - Yes - ah - ah, I got the answer -
the meaning of life is seen in this.
Girl - The meaning of life is seen in
So that the kids are full of house!
Every mother has a child! All
Well, better than two! Girl
So that mommy does not have a headache from boredom!
Scene "Conversation"
Boy: Our call is terribly sonorous,
I fly out into the corridor ...
I have one girl
A conversation ensued.
Girl: And we had an intern! This time!
We wrote a dictation! It's two!
Thirdly, we read a book,
It's about one boy.
He invented the helicopter
Flying backwards! And you?
Boy: And we have Natasha - a crybaby,
She has a blot in her notebook.
Natka will not erase the blot,
Because of the blot, the day roars! And you?
Girl: And we have flowers on the wall,
And on the wall - a plan ...
He also doesn't like foam.
There is one kid in milk ... And you?
Boy: And we have Vasiliev Petya.
He is the strongest in the world -
Broke two boys' noses!
Dad came to school...
Girl: Andryusha loves sweets,
He's always chewing on something...
He ate one and a half cake -
My stomach hurt for ten days! Here!
Boy: And my dad is a champion!
He goes to the stadium
He throws weights from above -
Will be the strongest in the world!
Girl: Though men are strong
Can't bake pancakes...
You men are stupid
To educate you, teach you:
And parsley from dill
You can't tell!
By the way, who does the washing at home?
God didn't give you a talent...
TV consuming,
You lay down on the sofa!
Boy: Is the man useless?
Is this talent not given to us?
Who nailed a shelf for books?
Did you fix the faucet in the kitchen?
Girl: You don't feel like cooking borscht,
Do not fry cutlets ...
You should run away to work,
Well, there is no more sense!
Boy: You, prickly splinter,
You don't know men well
Every now and then you shed tears
And also for no reason...
You speak prickly words, shy ...
Dad's HEAD in the house!
Girl: And mom in the house - NECK!
Boy: I waved my hand to Light.
Eh! I missed the buffet!
It's always these girls
Get away from important things!
Leading: No! It is not necessary to decide in a dispute,
In the hallway conversation
Who is stronger and who is more important ...
It's just ... mom is more tender than everyone!
“It’s bad for me to live as a girl ...”
Kate. Somehow I thought:
It's bad for me to live as a girl!
I need to braid my hair.
I'd rather be a boy!
For example, when I go to class...
(Puts a cap on his head.)
And I'll say, "Hi! I am Stas!
Hey! Boogers! Why are you silent?
Hey, can't you see I'm mine?
Kolya, Sasha, Petit. Viti!
I'm from class! Who is with me?
I have gum in my briefcase;
There is a slingshot, a pack of chips,
Homemade knife, candy.
There are matches and ... a cigarette!
Skip school now -
It's cool, everyone knows!
And keep in mind - the boy Stas
He doesn't throw words into the wind."
However, being a boy is bad!
I'd rather be a grandmother
Bake pancakes, cook potatoes,
Taking my granddaughter to school...
(Puts on glasses, handkerchief.)
Granddaughter to say: “Katyusha!
What are you doing like a chump?
Breakfast, Katya, on the table!
I'm due today
Repair a sheepskin coat in the morning
You iron your skirt
Need to wash the dishes
Another granddaughter to pick up from the garden,
Boil borscht and wash the floor!
No! I have to be a grandmother
It's very difficult, by the way.
I don't want from morning to night
I cook, wash! I'll get tired
I'd rather be a grandfather!
(Putting on a beard.)
Retired grandfather! Hooray!
Only he is busy in the morning:
Then he goes to the apiary
On your bike
That is watering in the country
Tomatoes and peas.
And besides, he's limping
Yes, still a little deaf.
He tells me: "You know, Katya,
How do you put on this dress?
You don't imagine
How you Remind Me
My own wife.
Our young grandmother!
With me joys and troubles
Your grandmother passed...
No! Perhaps before grandfather
I haven't grown up yet!
I will become a friend of Frosya.
(He puts a knitted hat on his head.)
She asks for candy
That textbook, that notebook,
Then write off the control ...
And it always pushes!
Tells me: "Nonsense
School lessons
And activities!
No, they won't fit!
I will roll on carpets
And there is candy without measure.
And I will find myself all the more
millionaire hubby
With a "Mercedes", with a summer house!
This is our Frosya -
How does the earth wear such a thing?!
I'd rather be a dad!
(Puts hat on head.)
But dad has a family!
She needs to drink and eat
Obligations of all do not count!
Dad feeds the whole family.
He says: "I give everything
To my children and wife..."
It's not easy being a dad for me!
I will become a brother.
(Puts a pacifier in her mouth)
Ilya Everyone screams: “Wow! Whoa!
And staring at the world.
Looks stupid from the stroller.
And a little something, then immediately into tears.
I will be an adult for my brother:
I don't scream like a child
And I don't want to poop.
But I won't stop dreaming
I will become a teacher!
(Puts glasses on his nose.)
I will wear glasses.
On high heels,
speak arrogantly
And probably punish
All lazy lazy people -
Get kicked out of class for making noise.
I will say: "Children!
Sasha, Katya, Tanya, Petit!
Come to school early!
Sit quietly! Sit up straight!
Do not Cry! Do not make noise!
Everything is in the textbook! And teach!”
But the teacher - everyone knows! -
Nerves are shaking.
I'd rather be a mom!
(Paints her lips with lipstick in front of a mirror).
Will try. I won't get tired
I will be gentle and loved.
The kindest and most beautiful.
I will often say:
What do you guys want to give?
What to buy for your birthday?
Ready on Sunday?
Dad will say:
"It's hard for me to live without you!"
After labor day
I will walk in the park.
And I will be from dad
Receive gifts.
Only mothers - that's the concern!
Go to work often
In the cold, in the rain and in the snow...
Still a lot of interference
To be my mother.
How I lived ... Just Katya,
And walk in pantyhose, in a dress.
It's a great honor for me -
Be what you are!
Scene for a girl
Somehow I thought:
It's bad for me to live as a girl!
I need to braid my hair.
I'd rather be a boy!
For example, when I go to class...
(Puts a cap on his head.)
And I'll say, "Hi! I am Stas!
Hey! Boogers! Why are you silent?
Che, don't you see - I'm mine?
Kolya, Sasha, Petit, Viti!
I'm from class! Who is with me?
I have gum in my briefcase;
There is a slingshot, a pack of chips,
Homemade knife, candy,
There are matches and ... a cigarette!
Skip school now -
It's cool, everyone knows!
And keep in mind - the boy Stas
He doesn't throw words into the wind."
However, being a boy is bad!
I'd rather be a grandmother
Bake pancakes, cook potatoes,
Walking granddaughter to school...
(Puts on glasses, handkerchief.)
Granddaughter to say: “Katyusha!
What are you doing like a chump?
Breakfast, Katya, on the table!
I'm due today
Repair a sheepskin coat in the morning
You iron your skirt
Need to wash the dishes
Another granddaughter to pick up from the garden,
Boil borscht and wash the floor ... "
No! I have to be a grandmother
It's very difficult, by the way.
I don't want from morning to night
I cook, wash! I'll get tired.
I'd rather be a grandfather!
(Puts a beard on the bottom of his face.)
Retired grandfather! Hooray!
Only he is busy in the morning:
Then he goes to the apiary
On your bike
That is watering in the country
Tomatoes and peas.
And besides, he's limping
Yes, still a little deaf.
He tells me: “You know, Katya,
How do you wear this dress?
You don't imagine
How you Remind Me
My own wife,
Our young grandmother!
With me joys and troubles
your grandmother passed ... "
No! Perhaps before grandfather
I haven't grown up yet!
I will become a friend of Frosya.
(Puts a knitted hat on her head.)
She asks for candy
That textbook, that notebook,
Then write off the control ...
And it always pushes!
Tells me: "Nonsense
School lessons
And activities!
No, they won't fit!
I will roll on carpets
And there is candy without measure.
And I will find myself all the more
millionaire hubby
With a Mercedes, with a dacha!”
This is our Frosya -
How does the earth wear such a thing?!
I'd rather be a dad!
(Puts hat on head.)
But dad has a family!
She needs to drink and eat.
Obligations of all - do not count!
Daddy feeds the whole family
He says: "I give everything
To my children and wife…”
It's not easy being a dad for me!
I will become a brother.
(Puts a pacifier in her mouth.)
Ilya keeps shouting: “Wow! Whoa!
And staring at the world,
Looks stupid from the stroller.
And a little something, then immediately into tears.
I will be an adult for my brother:
I don't scream like a child
And I don't want to poop.
But I won't stop dreaming
I will become a teacher!
(Puts glasses on his nose.)
I will wear glasses
On high heels,
speak arrogantly
And probably punish
All the lazy lazy bastards -
Get kicked out of class for making noise.
I will say: “Children!
Sasha, Katya, Tanya, Petit!
Come to school early!
Sit quietly! Sit up straight!
Do not Cry! Do not make noise!
Everything is in the textbook! And teach!”
But the teacher - everyone knows! -
Nerves are shaking.
I'd rather be a mom!(She paints her lips with lipstick in front of the mirror.)
Will try. I won't get tired.
I will be gentle and loved
The kindest and most beautiful.
I will often say:
“What do you guys want to give?
What to buy for your birthday?
Ready on Sunday?
Dad will say:
"It's hard for me to live without you!"
After a working day
I will walk in the park.
And I will be from dad
Receive gifts.
Only mothers - that's the concern! -
Go to work often
In the cold, in the rain and in the snow...
Still a lot of interference
To be my mother.
How I lived ... Just Katya.
And walk in pantyhose, in a dress.
It's a great honor for me -
Be what you are!
Scene "It's bad for me to live as a girl"
If there is a girl in the class who is a born actress and a hypocrite, then this scene is for her. Instant reincarnation and performance in one scene of several completely different roles will not leave the audience indifferent. Success guaranteed!
Katya enters the stage.
Kate. Somehow I thought:
It's bad for me to live as a girl!
I need to braid my hair.
I'd rather be a boy!
For example, when I go to class...
(Puts a cap on his head.)
And I'll say, "Hi! I am Stas!
Hey! Boogers! Why are you silent?
Che, don't you see - I'm mine?
Kolya, Sasha, Petit, Viti!
I'm from class! Who is with me?
I have gum in my briefcase;
There is a slingshot, a pack of chips,
Homemade knife, candy,
There are matches and ... a cigarette!
Skip school now -
It's cool, everyone knows!
And keep in mind - the boy Stas
He doesn't throw words into the wind."
However, being a boy is bad!
I'd rather be a grandmother
Bake pancakes, cook potatoes,
Walking granddaughter to school...
(Puts on glasses, handkerchief.)
Granddaughter to say: “Katyusha!
What are you doing like a chump?
Breakfast, Katya, on the table!
I'm due today
Repair a sheepskin coat in the morning
You iron your skirt
Need to wash the dishes
Another granddaughter to pick up from the garden,
Boil borscht and wash the floor ... "
No! I have to be a grandmother
It's very difficult, by the way.
I don't want from morning to night
I cook, wash! I'll get tired.
I'd rather be a grandfather!
(Puts a beard on the bottom of his face.)
Retired grandfather! Hooray!
Only he is busy in the morning:
Then he goes to the apiary
On your bike
That is watering in the country
Tomatoes and peas.
And besides, he's limping
Yes, still a little deaf.
He tells me: “You know, Katya,
How do you wear this dress?
You don't imagine
How you Remind Me
My own wife,
Our young grandmother!
With me joys and troubles
your grandmother passed ... "
No! Perhaps before grandfather
I haven't grown up yet!
I will become a friend of Frosya.
(Puts a knitted hat on her head.)
She asks for candy
That textbook, that notebook,
Then write off the control ...
And it always pushes!
Tells me: "Nonsense
School lessons
And activities!
No, they won't fit!
I will roll on carpets
And there is candy without measure.
And I will find myself all the more
millionaire hubby
With a Mercedes, with a dacha!”
This is our Frosya -
How does the earth wear such a thing?!
I'd rather be a dad!
(Puts hat on head.)
But dad has a family!
She needs to drink and eat.
Obligations of all - do not count!
Daddy feeds the whole family
He says: "I give everything
To my children and wife…”
It's not easy being a dad for me!
I will become a brother.
(Puts a pacifier in her mouth.)
Ilya keeps shouting: “Wow! Whoa!
And staring at the world,
Looks stupid from the stroller.
And a little something, then immediately into tears.
I will be an adult for my brother:
I don't scream like a child
And I don't want to poop.
But I won't stop dreaming
I will become a teacher!
(Puts glasses on his nose.)
I will wear glasses
On high heels,
speak arrogantly
And probably punish
All the lazy lazy bastards -
Get kicked out of class for making noise.
I will say: “Children!
Sasha, Katya, Tanya, Petit!
Come to school early!
Sit quietly! Sit up straight!
Do not Cry! Do not make noise!
Everything is in the textbook! And teach!”
But the teacher - everyone knows! -
Nerves are shaking.
I'd rather be a mom!
(She paints her lips with lipstick in front of the mirror.)
Will try. I won't get tired.
I will be gentle and loved
The kindest and most beautiful.
I will often say:
“What do you guys want to give?
What to buy for your birthday?
Ready on Sunday?
Dad will say:
"It's hard for me to live without you!"
After a working day
I will walk in the park.
And I will be from dad
Receive gifts.
Only mothers - that's the concern! -
Go to work often
In the cold, in the rain and in the snow...
Still a lot of interference
To be my mother.
Well, you'll have to keep on living
How I lived ... Just Katya.
And walk in pantyhose, in a dress.
It's a great honor for me -
Be what you are!
4th grade prom script
"Goodbye,
Primary School!"
2015
Goals:
Show each child's achievements at the end elementary school.
Establishing contact, mutual understanding with each child.
Correction of interpersonal relationships between children.
A fair decision for all conflict situations(if they occur)
Achieving mutual understanding between parents, teachers and children.
On the basis of entertaining material, conduct a lesson - a holiday for students - graduates.
Develop logical thinking, sense of humor.
To cultivate a sense of gratitude to teachers, to parents for care, attention and love.
Creating an atmosphere of celebration and kindness.
Event progress.
Presentation (slide 1)
Teacher: Dear children, dear parents! Today we are all a little worried. We have an unusual day - we say goodbye to elementary school. For four years together we climbed the first, most difficult steps of the ladder of Knowledge. We learned to be friends and live according to the rules of our native school house. Let's remember all together what they were, these years of ours.
1ac. Today is our solemn day
We are moving into 5th grade.
2ac. Finishing elementary school
And we dedicate our holiday to her.
Presentation (slide 2-3)
3ac. Today is our day...
Both sad and cheerful
After all, we say goodbye to the native
His elementary school.
Song to the motive "Wedding" R. Pauls
Again, a holiday at school is dear to us -
We're graduating today.
We have completed the initial path,
It's time to work, it's time for us to rest.
CHORUS
Girls, boys, girls
We studied together at school.
Here comes the long-awaited moment
Sing a swan song.
We wish, we wish you
And your deeds, and deeds:
Let the green light always burn
And keeps you from adversity and trouble.
CHORUS
Presentation (slide 4)
4 accounts Today on a warm May morning
Smiles illuminate us
Meet the students today
Last time fourth grade!
5 accounts Now on the threshold of the holiday
Our first ever graduation!
elementary school moment beautiful
Let it shine like a bright star!
Teacher. And now we will make an exciting journey into the past.
Presentation (slide 5)
7 accountYear 2011.
Do you remember yellow autumn?
When did we start 1st grade?
And the first call, autumn bell,
It rang for you for the first time.
6 accounts All with flowers on a ruler
We stood without breathing
And they wondered: to what extent
Our school is great!
Presentation (slide 6)
7 account I remember my mother smiling
I waved back at her
And in her hands she held a wonderful
Gladiolus bouquet.
Presentation (slide 7)
8 accounts We were all funny kids
When you entered this class for the first time
And having received a notebook with pencils
They sat down at the desk for the first time in their lives.
Presentation (slide 8)
9 account And like a little wizard
opened the textbook for the first time.
I realized at that very moment
that I am now a student.
Presentation (slide 9)
Dance "Non-Childish Time".
Presentation (slide 10)
Scene "It's hard for me to be a girl ..."
Somehow I thought:
It's bad for me to live as a girl!
I need to braid my hair.
I'd rather be a boy!
For example, when I go to class...
(Puts a cap on his head.)
And I'll say, "Hi! I am Stas!
Hey! Boogers! Why are you silent?
Che, don't you see - I'm mine?
Kolya, Sasha, Petit, Viti!
I'm from class! Who is with me?
I have gum in my briefcase;
There is a slingshot, a pack of chips,
Homemade knife, candy,
There are matches and ... a cigarette!
Skip school now -
It's cool, everyone knows!
And keep in mind - the boy Stas
He doesn't throw words into the wind."
However, being a boy is bad!
I'd rather be a grandmother
Bake pancakes, cook potatoes,
Walking granddaughter to school...
(Puts on glasses, handkerchief.)
Granddaughter to say: “Katyusha!
What are you doing like a chump?
Breakfast, Katya, on the table!
I'm due today
Repair a sheepskin coat in the morning
You iron your skirt
Need to wash the dishes
Another granddaughter to pick up from the garden,
Boil borscht and wash the floor ... "
No! I have to be a grandmother
It's very difficult, by the way.
I don't want from morning to night
I cook, wash! I'll get tired.
I'd rather be a grandfather!
(Puts a beard on the bottom of his face.)
Retired grandfather! Hooray!
Only he is busy in the morning:
Then he goes to the apiary
On your bike
That is watering in the country
Tomatoes and peas.
And besides, he's limping
Yes, still a little deaf.
He tells me: “You know, Katya,
How do you wear this dress?
You don't imagine
How you Remind Me
My own wife,
Our young grandmother!
With me joys and troubles
your grandmother passed ... "
No! Perhaps before grandfather
I haven't grown up yet!
I will become a friend of Frosya.
(Puts a knitted hat on her head.)
She asks for candy
That textbook, that notebook,
Then write off the control ...
And it always pushes!
Tells me: "Nonsense
School lessons
And activities!
No, they won't fit!
I will roll on carpets
And there is candy without measure.
And I will find myself all the more
millionaire hubby
With a Mercedes, with a dacha!”
This is our Frosya -
How does the earth wear such a thing?!
I'd rather be a dad!
(Puts hat on head.)
But dad has a family!
She needs to drink and eat.
Obligations of all - do not count!
Daddy feeds the whole family
He says: "I give everything
To my children and wife…”
It's not easy being a dad for me!
I will become a brother.
(Puts a pacifier in her mouth.)
Ilya keeps shouting: “Wow! Whoa!
And staring at the world,
Looks stupid from the stroller.
And a little something, then immediately into tears.
I will be an adult for my brother:
I don't scream like a child
And I don't want to poop.
But I won't stop dreaming
I will become a teacher!
(Puts glasses on his nose.)
I will wear glasses
On high heels,
speak arrogantly
And probably punish
All the lazy lazy bastards -
Get kicked out of class for making noise.
I will say: “Children!
Sasha, Katya, Tanya, Petit!
Come to school early!
Sit quietly! Sit up straight!
Do not Cry! Do not make noise!
Everything is in the textbook! And teach!”
But the teacher - everyone knows! -
Nerves are shaking.
I'd rather be a mom!
(She paints her lips with lipstick in front of the mirror.)
Will try. I won't get tired.
I will be gentle and loved
The kindest and most beautiful.
I will often say:
“What do you guys want to give?
What to buy for your birthday?
Ready on Sunday?
Dad will say:
"It's hard for me to live without you!"
After a working day
I will walk in the park.
And I will be from dad
Receive gifts.
Only mothers - that's the concern! -
Go to work often
In the cold, in the rain and in the snow...
Still a lot of interference
To be my mother.
How I lived ... Just Katya.
And walk in pantyhose, in a dress.
It's a great honor for me -
Be what you are!
Presentation (slides 11)
10 accounts. Here the first class is finished - this time.
Taught us to write - that's two.
Well, thirdly, we read and solve problems.
Presentation (slides 12)
11 accounts Here is the second class - behind.
Everyone knows without a doubt
The entire multiplication table.
Presentation (slides 13)
12 accounts And the third year flashed -
As if there were no worries.
And the fourth flew
He brought us many things.
Presentation (slides 14)
13 accounts Four years have gone by quickly.
Victories, successes, joys - do not count!
We really wanted to learn!
Of course, we did not have time to find out everything,
But there are seven more wonderful years ahead.
SONG "Little country".
We call our school
"Little country":
There are people with kind eyes,
There life is full of love.
Children can have fun there
There is no evil and grief,
They didn't let us be lazy
And they gave light to everyone.
CHORUS.
Small country (2 p)
It's good for kids to study here.
she is their second home.
Small country (2 p)
Here the doors are always open for us -
The school of friends is full.
Presentation (slide 15)
1. Everyone loves and honors the Kingdom of Sciences,
Science lives in this kingdom.
And every science has a name
Today we want to remind you of them.
2. Mathematics is a complex science:
How to multiply, how to add?
We have paved the way to this knowledge,
Mathematics, we can't live without you.
3. I live in Russia and Russian is my language.
There is no more beautiful, I'm used to it.
Although my language is difficult, I love it:
I write dictations, I teach the rules.
4. Reading is a great lesson,
A lot of useful information in each of the lines,
Whether it's a poem or a story
We teach them, they teach us.
5. How does this world work? What surrounds us?
Why is the vampire mosquito? Who eats whom?
Why is the water cycle in nature?
Where does the esophagus carry food?
Taught us to love our land
And watch nature
How to protect all animals
Save both forest and water.
6. We know a lot of stories now,
The door to secrets opened before us.
Ancient ruins, decline, rise, flourish,
Wars, their causes and the cost of victories.
In memory we keep hundreds of different dates,
New discoveries lie ahead.
7. At music lessons, we learned to sing together.
musical instruments we, friends, do not count.
We learned various composers, it's no secret,
That without wonderful music we have no joy in life.
Song to the motive "Our Neighbor".
All day from morning to night
I'm learning all the lessons
Even if very very
I want to go outside.
And wherever I go
And wherever I go
I will never forget
how the verb is conjugated.
CHORUS
Mom, dad, sorry, (2 p)
Mom, dad, have pity on us.
Mom, dad, sorry, (2 p)
Mom, dad, have pity on us.
At night I just close my eyes
And lie down on the bed
Instant multiplication table
I'm starting to remember.
And when I sit down to dinner
I always think about
Why does the sky darken
And where does the Don go?
CHORUS.
Sometimes I sit and dream
That a happy day will come
And I'm Ivan Susanin
He will take you to the forest.
I will play there freely
I will jump and jump
And the multiplication table
Slowly forget.
Presentation (slide 16)
Teacher: Do you want to know how we are changing?
1. From lesson to lesson
From call to call
We have to wait quite a bit
Change called.
2. Change is coming.
All the boys are in the yard.
Someone wanted to climb the wall
But he rolled down the wall.
Who jumps cheerfully on the desk,
Someone is looking for their pencil case.
3. But it just means
That the whole class was up in arms.
12 boys and 13 girls in a mischievous class,
They say out loud:
All: "We have fun!"
4. Change, change,
Friendly all 4 "B"
Stands on the head.
Wet hair, tousled look.
A drop of sweat runs down the neck;
- Maybe Sasha, Nastya and Elya
Did you dive in the pool all the time?
Or plowed on them, on the unfortunate?
Or were they shoved into the mouth of a crocodile?
No! During the break they .... rested!
6. But then the bell rang.
He invites us to class.
The teacher enters the classroom.
The teacher looks at us.
Teacher:- Was there a raid on our class?
- No!
- Did a hippo visit us?
- No!
- Maybe the class is not ours?
- Our!
- Maybe not our floor?
- Our!
- It was just a break, and we played a skit here!
- So this is not a collapse?
- No!
- Didn't the elephant dance with us?
- No!
- I am very happy! Turns out I was worried for nothing!
Student: This is how we are different:
Cheerful and playful,
obedient and not very
But we are all interested
And we meet all difficulties with a smile.
Presentation (slide 17)
Scene "FROM SCHOOL LIFE".
1 - Here Sveta received three fives yesterday in a day.
2 - Yes. And Nastya submitted such an awesome drawing ahead of schedule.
3 - They said. Maya always has such a hairstyle. IN!
4– (first unwraps candy, slowly bites and chews) Yes! Good!
1 - Light?
4- No.
2- Nastya?
4- No
4 - No. FILLING!
Dance "Today is a holiday for the girls."
Presentation (slide 18)
We must say at this hour
About those who gave us life.
About the closest world people,
About those who helped grow
And will help in many other ways in life.
Today we say thank you
Of course, and to their parents.
Parents follow us invisibly
And in joy, and at the hour when trouble came.
They seek to protect us from sorrow,
But, alas, we do not always understand them.
And sometimes we do not take care of them,
Their efforts seem superfluous to us sometimes.
And we remember our parents,
When a sudden disaster already overtakes us.
Forgive us, dear, dear,
After all, there are no people more valuable than you!
As they say - children are the joy in life,
And you are our support in it!
Song "Lovely Adults"
Dear adults, I seriously ask you:
Don't frown on beautiful faces!
You remember your childhood, and let in your heart
The song will be repeated
Chorus:
Sky, sky, sky high
Sea, sea, sea deep
Behind the mountain is a magical forest,
Beyond the river is a wonderland.
Dear adults, wake up with the stars
And open the doors to the sun
Be surprised at the flowers, smile at the winds,
And dance and sing with us.
Chorus.
Cute adults with dewy dawns
Walk with an open mind.
Forget worries and with us on the road
Repeat these words.
Chorus.
PARENTS' RESPONSE.
PARENT: - Guys, guess the riddle.
Who will always help you?
Support with a kind word?
What is not understood, will explain
Praise you for your success.
Who doesn't love quarrels and noise?
Who can't stand lies?
Who frowns angrily,
Why don't you learn your lessons?
Who will put with a smile
Long-awaited five?
Who is always upset
If you get a deuce?
Presentation (slide 19)
Four long years you taught us.
Led to a huge country of Good and Knowledge
We remember how we entered the classroom for the first time,
But today we say "Goodbye!"
Thank you, our first teacher,
For the great work that has been invested in us.
Let us not be your first issue,
And yet we loved each other.
Thank you for being inquisitive at work,
That we, fidgets, are always patient,
Because you couldn't live without us.
Thank you very much, thank you very much!
Presentation (slide 20)
Teacher: My dear children! I congratulate you all on your graduation from elementary school. I wish you great success on your path. I really want your new teachers to also love you for who you are. I wish you to be always friendly, to study well and excellently, it is interesting to live. I think that the years lived together have given you a lot of good things: the joy of learning what is created by the human mind, true friends. A difficult, but interesting, exciting life awaits you ahead.
Teacher's song primary school
(To the motive of the song "Smile")
We have over twenty people
And now I sing this song to all of you.
I'm sorry to say goodbye to you
After all, we were all together for four years.
Chorus:
Always be friendly and never quarrel
Make friends with new teachers.
Just remember always what I taught -
You will now do everything yourself.
We part with you now
You go to middle school to study.
Have a good rest in summer
Try not to be lazy in fifth grade.
Chorus:
Teacher: Guys, it's not always easy in life, but remember that you always need to remain human. Remember that only goodness and justice will help you overcome evil. May this starfall illuminate your life with good luck, joy, and health. But in order to reach these peaks, one must study. You have passed the first step . (Everyone gets an elementary school diploma.)
Presentation (slide 21)
Students read poetry.
1.Today the last lesson is over,
The last bell rings in the corridor.
We graduated from elementary school
There comes a moment of farewell.
But you have to part with childhood,
And we don't want to grow up.
2. We first have to part with the teacher,
Come to your cozy office only to visit,
And in the classes of 7 years we will have to wander,
Walking the hard learning path.
3. Our years flew by quickly,
And now it's time to knock on the fifth grade.
But we will not be sad,
And stir up old grievances
Do not shed tears, and do not be sad,
Just have fun and smile.
4. We do not part forever,
Together we are a big family.
This concludes our short story,
And we will sing the last song for you.
The song "Goodbye, elementary school!"
1. We are together for the last time today
They rose to this class as to themselves.
Farewell, our first teacher,
We give this song to you.
Our walls will be quieter now.
Pervachkov is waiting for the threshold.
Dasha, Ilyusha and Misha are crying, -
Favorite lesson will not return.
CHORUS
Friends break up
Tenderness remains in the heart
Let's keep friendship
Goodbye,
See you again.
2. Do not be sad, our beloved teacher,
We will come running to you, and more than once,
Let others come to replace us
We are the only one with you.
We have achieved a lot with you.
With you, we could understand a lot.
Goodbye, our first teacher!
We will remember the school and you!
CHORUS
Teacher: By the decision of the teachers' council, you are all transferred to the 5th grade! I think that you will reveal your talents, you will actively take part in the life of the school and class, as you did in elementary school. Let me reward you with commemorative diplomas and certificates.
The teacher awards diplomas, diplomas to all students (whom for the ability to make friends, for active participation in the life of the class, for sports success, for participating in competitions, etc.)
Song "It's Summer"
This summer sings, this summer gives us a holiday,
This summer, a prankster breeze will bring good luck with it.
Met you by the blue sea
Where the threads of the sunset are intertwined with the pore,
Where noisy waves meet the sky
And they fly to the stars dancing it.
This summer sings, this summer gives us a holiday,
This summer, a prankster breeze will bring good luck with it.
This summer sings, this summer gives us a holiday,
This summer, a prankster breeze will bring good luck with it.
Behind the blue mountain, your castle sparkles
Pollen, birds wash themselves
And sunshine
Throw back the covers
And you promised to dance with me for the summer!
This summer sings, this summer gives us a holiday,
This summer, a prankster breeze will bring good luck with it.
This summer sings, this summer gives us a holiday,
This summer, a prankster breeze will bring good luck with it.
This summer sings, this summer gives us a holiday,
This summer, a prankster breeze will bring good luck with it.
This summer sings, this summer gives us a holiday,
This summer, a prankster breeze will bring good luck with it.
This summer is singing!
Teacher. And now we invite everyone to launch the balls.
Literature.
Derekleeva N.I. Handbook of the class teacher. - M .: VAKO, 2005.
Beskarovainaya L.S. Handbook for elementary school teachers. - Rostov-on-Don: Phoenix, 2004.
Gorbunova N.A. parent meetings in elementary school 2 hours - Volgograd: Teacher-AST, 2003.
Extracurricular activities Grade 4.-M.: VAKO, 2004.
The newspaper "Primary School" 1998 No. 15 (Note to the teacher), 2003 No. 12, 2004 No. 16, 2005 No. 6 (Library of the "First of September"), 2007 No. 6, 2009 No. 6. - Reworked songs.
Magazine "Primary School" 2008 No. 4. - Remade songs.
Dear Parents! Congratulations on graduating from elementary school. You also learned to write, read, solve examples and problems. They worried, tried, rejoiced and grieved together with the children, participated in the life of the school and class. Thank you for helping to educate and educate your children.
Marina Pavlenko reads a lot of poetry
Snowflake Konstantin Balmont
Light fluffy,
snowflake white,
What a pure
How brave!
Dear stormy
Easy to carry
Not in the sky azure,
Asking for the ground.
Azure miraculous
She left
Myself into the unknown
The country has fallen.
In the rays of shining
Slides, skillful,
Among the melting flakes
Preserved white.
Under the blowing wind
Trembling, uplifting,
On him, cherishing,
Light swings.
his swing
She is comforted
With his blizzards
Spinning wildly.
But here it ends
The road is long
touches the earth,
Crystal star.
lies fluffy,
Snowflake is bold.
What a pure
What a white!
Sergei Yesenin "Birch"
White birch
under my window
covered with snow,
Exactly silver.
On fluffy branches
snow border
Brushes blossomed
White fringe.
And there is a birch
In sleepy silence
And the snowflakes are burning
In golden fire
A dawn, lazy
Walking around,
sprinkles branches
New silver.
Ivan Surikov. Childhood
Here is my village;
Here is my home;
Here I am on a sled
Uphill steep;
Here the sled rolled up
And I'm on my side - clap!
head over heels
Downhill, into a snowdrift.
And boy friends
Standing over me
merrily laugh
Over my trouble.
All face and hands
Made me snow...
I'm in a snowdrift grief,
And the guys laugh!
But meanwhile the village
The sun has long
The storm has risen
The sky is dark.
You will overwhelm all
Don't bend your hands
And home quietly
You wander reluctantly.
shabby fur coat
Throw off your shoulders,
Get on the stove
To the grey-haired grandmother.
And you sit, not a word ...
Quiet all around;
Just hear - howls
Blizzard outside the window.
In the corner, bent over
Grandfather weaves bast shoes;
Mother at the spinning wheel
Silently flax spins.
The hut illuminates
The light of the light;
Winter evening lasts
Lasts endlessly...
And I'll start with my grandmother
Tales I ask
And my grandmother will start
Tale to tell:
Like Ivan Tsarevich
Caught a fire bird
as his bride
The gray wolf got it.
I listen to a fairy tale
The heart is dying
And in the pipe angrily
The evil wind sings.
I'll stick with the old lady...
Silent speech murmurs
And my eyes are tight
Sweet dream fades.
And in my dreams I dream
Weird edges.
And Ivan Tsarevich -
It's like me.
Here in front of me
A wonderful garden blooms;
In that garden there is a big
The tree is growing.
golden cage
Hanging on a knot;
There is a bird in this cage
As if the heat is burning;
Jumping in that cage
Sings merrily;
Bright, wonderful light
The garden is all over.
So I crept up on her
And for the cage - grab!
And wanted out of the garden
Run with a bird.
But it was not there!
There was a noise, a ringing;
The guards ran
In the garden from all sides.
My hands were twisted
And lead me...
And trembling with fear
I wake up.
You flowed merrily
Baby years!
You were not darkened
Grief and trouble.
An excerpt from the poem "Peasant Children"
Once upon a time in the cold winter time
I came out of the forest; there was severe frost.
I look, it rises slowly uphill
Horse carrying firewood.
And marching importantly, in serenity,
A man is leading a horse by the bridle
In big boots, in a sheepskin coat,
In big mittens ... and himself with a fingernail!
"Hey, boy!" - Get past yourself! -
“You are painfully formidable, as I can see!
Where are the firewood from? - From the forest, of course;
Father, you hear, cuts, and I take.
(The woodcutter's ax was heard in the forest.) -
“What, does your father have a big family?”
- The family is big, yes two people
All the men, something: my father and I ... -
“So there it is! And what's your name?"
- Vlas. -
"And what year are you?" - The sixth passed ...
Well, dead! - shouted the little one in a bass voice,
He jerked by the bridle and walked faster.
The sun shone on this picture
The baby was so hilariously small
It's like it was all cardboard.
As if in children's theater they got me!
But the boy was a living, real boy,
And firewood, and brushwood, and a piebald horse,
And the snow, lying to the windows of the village,
And the cold fire of the winter sun -
Everything, everything was real Russian,
With the stigma of an unsociable, deadly winter.
What is so painfully sweet to the Russian soul,
What Russian thoughts inspire in the minds,
Those honest thoughts that have no will,
To whom there is no death - do not push,
In which there is so much anger and pain,
In which there is so much love!
Krylov's fables
http://www.folk-tale.narod.ru/autorskaz/Krylov/index.html
Renata Mukha
http://renatamuha.com/03_poetry_03-KidsSinging.htm
Ovsey Driz
http://zadacha.uanet.biz/uploads/de/34/de342a19287e5e882f0fd1066e0bcdb2/%D0%BE%D0%B2%D1%81%D0%B5%D0%B9-%D0%B4%D1%80%D0% B8%D0%B7.pdf
Vadim Levin
http://www.antho.net/library/levin/loshad.php
Somehow I thought:
It's bad for me to live as a girl!
I need to braid my hair.
I'd rather be a boy!
For example, when I go to class...
(Puts a cap on his head.)
And I'll say, "Hi! I am Stas!
Hey! Boogers! Why are you silent?
Che, don't you see - I'm mine?
Kolya, Sasha, Petit, Viti!
I'm from class! Who is with me?
I have gum in my briefcase;
There is a slingshot, a pack of chips,
Homemade knife, candy,
There are matches and ... a cigarette!
Skip school now -
It's cool, everyone knows!
And keep in mind - the boy Stas
He doesn't throw words into the wind."
However, being a boy is bad!
I'd rather be a grandmother
Bake pancakes, cook potatoes,
Walking granddaughter to school...
(Puts on glasses, handkerchief.)
Granddaughter to say: “Katyusha!
What are you doing like a chump?
Breakfast, Katya, on the table!
I'm due today
Repair a sheepskin coat in the morning
You iron your skirt
Need to wash the dishes
Another granddaughter to pick up from the garden,
Boil borscht and wash the floor ... "
No! I have to be a grandmother
It's very difficult, by the way.
I don't want from morning to night
I cook, wash! I'll get tired.
I'd rather be a grandfather!
(Puts a beard on the bottom of his face.)
Retired grandfather! Hooray!
Only he is busy in the morning:
Then he goes to the apiary
On your bike
That is watering in the country
Tomatoes and peas.
And besides, he's limping
Yes, still a little deaf.
He tells me: “You know, Katya,
How do you wear this dress?
You don't imagine
How you Remind Me
My own wife,
Our young grandmother!
With me joys and troubles
your grandmother passed ... "
No! Perhaps before grandfather
I haven't grown up yet!
I will become a friend of Frosya.
(Puts a knitted hat on her head.)
She asks for candy
That textbook, that notebook,
Then write off the control ...
And it always pushes!
Tells me: "Nonsense
School lessons
And activities!
No, they won't fit!
I will roll on carpets
And there is candy without measure.
And I will find myself all the more
millionaire hubby
With a Mercedes, with a dacha!”
This is our Frosya -
How does the earth wear such a thing?!
I'd rather be a dad!
(Puts hat on head.)
But dad has a family!
She needs to drink and eat.
Obligations of all - do not count!
Daddy feeds the whole family
He says: "I give everything
To my children and wife…”
It's not easy being a dad for me!
I will become a brother.
(Puts a pacifier in her mouth.)
Ilya keeps shouting: “Wow! Whoa!
And staring at the world,
Looks stupid from the stroller.
And a little something, then immediately into tears.
I will be an adult for my brother:
I don't scream like a child
And I don't want to poop.
But I won't stop dreaming
I will become a teacher!
(Puts glasses on his nose.)
I will wear glasses
On high heels,
speak arrogantly
And probably punish
All the lazy lazy bastards -
Get kicked out of class for making noise.
I will say: “Children!
Sasha, Katya, Tanya, Petit!
Come to school early!
Sit quietly! Sit up straight!
Do not Cry! Do not make noise!
Everything is in the textbook! And teach!”
But the teacher - everyone knows! -
Nerves are shaking.
I'd rather be a mom!
(She paints her lips with lipstick in front of the mirror.)
Will try. I won't get tired.
I will be gentle and loved
The kindest and most beautiful.
I will often say:
“What do you guys want to give?
What to buy for your birthday?
Ready on Sunday?
Dad will say:
"It's hard for me to live without you!"
After a working day
I will walk in the park.
And I will be from dad
Receive gifts.
Only mothers - that's the concern! -
Go to work often
In the cold, in the rain and in the snow...
Still a lot of interference
To be my mother.
How I lived ... Just Katya.
And walk in pantyhose, in a dress.
It's a great honor for me -
Be what you are!
Winter is getting angry...
Fedor Tyutchev
Winter is getting angry
Her time has passed
Spring is knocking on the window
And drives from the yard.
And everything got busy
Everything drives the winter away
And larks in the sky
The alarm has already been raised.
Winter is still busy
And grumbles for the spring,
She laughs in her eyes
And it only makes more noise...
Wicked witch pissed off
And, capturing the snow,
Let go, run away
To a beautiful child...
Spring and grief is not enough:
Washed up in the snow
And only became blush
Against the enemy.
spring thunderstorm
Fedor Tyutchev
I love the storm in early May,
When the first spring thunder
As if frolicking and playing,
Thunder in the blue sky.
The peals of the young are thundering...
Here the rain splashed, the dust flies,
Rain pearls hung,
And the sun gilds the threads.
An agile stream runs from the mountain,
In the forest, the din of birds does not stop,
And the noise of the forest, and the noise of the mountains
Everything echoes cheerfully with thunder.
You say: windy Hebe,
Feeding Zeus' eagle
A thundering cup from the sky
Laughing, she spilled it on the ground.
rural song
Alexey Pleshcheev
The grass is green
The sun shines;
Swallow with spring
It flies to us in the canopy.
With her the sun is more beautiful
And spring is sweeter ...
Chirp out of the way
Hello to us soon!
I will give you grains
And you sing a song
What from distant countries
Brought along...
Spring
Alexey Pleshcheev
Snow is melting, streams are running
Spring blew through the window ...
The nightingales will soon whistle,
And the forest will be dressed in foliage!
clear blue sky,
The sun became warmer and brighter,
It's time for evil blizzards and storms
Again a long time passed.
And the heart is so strong in the chest
Knocking as if waiting for something
As if happiness is ahead
And winter took care of!
All faces look merry.
"Spring!" you read in every glance;
And he, like a holiday, is happy with her,
Whose life is only hard work and sorrow.
But frisky children ringing laughter
And carefree birds singing
They tell me who is the most
Nature loves renewal!