The destruction of such ecosystems will have irreparable consequences for humans.
Huge areas of forest in the Carpathians are being exposed, and this contributes to a catastrophic increase in floods. Over the past 4 years, it was the primeval forest that absolutely cannot be cut, destroyed about 10 thousand hectares.
In the pitch darkness before dawn, the journalist of TSN.Tyzhden went to where, as it turns out, it will be very wet, very cold and very difficult. But that will be later... In the meantime, even in the dark, he notices oncoming loaded timber trucks. When it is already dawn, they will be seen if not every 10-15 minutes.
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Igor and Vasily are qualified specialists in forestry and experts of the "Forest Watch" project under the well-known World Wide Fund for Nature. We exchange radios, wrap ourselves in raincoats and start climbing into the highlands of the Carpathians. To the point we need is about ten kilometers through thickets, along steep slopes and mud.
And the closer to the goal - the more often you have to look back. Only not on landscapes, but on the sides.
This forest has its own secrets. If you know the details it becomes really creepy. Those who guard these secrets do not like such strangers too much. Vasyl has carried out countless inspections of clearings in the Carpathians. And now he is not just so excited. The driver of our group was left alone at the foot of the mountain. Therefore, he insists on his almost espionage plan: "We adhere to the legend that we are going to the monastery."
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We did not convince with such a tale, but at least confused those who did find us in the footsteps. This, as Mr. Vasily will explain, is the forest guard. She knows from experience who she can actually guard. Their SUV will stop us twice more.
We have to wind extra kilometers through the thickets to cover our tracks a little. And we will not have time to break away from some men - as we ourselves run into others. The forest is cut by people in cassocks.
Before a trip to the mountains, back in Kyiv, I explored this treasure map. These are areas with a unique ancient forest and old trees. They are hundreds of years old. These forests have never heard the sound of a chainsaw. Everything grows with them and lives according to the laws of wild nature. It has its own natural world. From the smallest blade of grass and a bird to the Carpathian bear and lynx. These saws do not kill trees, but the whole world. For a person, this will also not be with impunity.
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Such unique forests in Europe exist only in neighboring Romania and in our country, in the highlands of Transcarpathia and Bukovina. Last year, President Poroshenko signed the Law on the Protection of Primitive Forest and Old-Growth Trees. According to the document, it is strictly forbidden to cut down such a forest. Human intervention is reduced to a minimum: tourist walks and research by scientists. But this is only on paper.
After confusing the tracks from the forest guard and meeting with the lumberjack monks, we finally got to the right point.
"Now we are standing on the verge of one of the clearings ... there are clamps ... there is a mark of withdrawal ... this is the limit of one of the fellings. Which, by all indications, is continuous. If it is a clear felling, no matter what kind - on trees should be labeled with a category of technical suitability. One of these trees has no category of technical suitability. This means that these trees are not taken into account. And they are cut illegally. The tree was cut down, but according to the documentation it is not there, "explains the forestry project expert WWF issues "Forest Guard" Vasily Gavrilyuk.
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However, there is no crime because "lumberjacks in law" worked.
"Information is being manipulated here. The State Forestry Agency from Kyiv asks the leshozes not to cut down on the ground. But the leshozes do not listen and cut down," says Dmitry Karabchuk, coordinator of the WWF Forest Guard project.
The Law on the Protection of Primitive Forest and Old-Growth Trees has been in force for more than a year. And for the same amount of time, structures such as the State Forest Agency and the Ministry of Ecology have not officially approved the sites that the law should protect. Although the specialists of the project at the World Wide Fund for Nature did it for them. And the maximum that the state has done is to impose a moratorium on deforestation. But the moratorium is not an order or a demand, but only a request not to cut a unique forest.
"The most dangerous thing is that these huge areas of forest in the Carpathians - they are exposed, and this contributes to an increase in catastrophic floods. There is an increased risk that the soil on this mountain, under certain conditions, can completely move down," explains Karabchuk.
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This is only a tiny part of the catastrophic consequences. But - the most obvious. During our multi-day expedition in the Carpathians, I saw a whole list of both minor and flagrant violations during deforestation.
"Skidding in mountainous conditions with caterpillar vehicles is prohibited, since such equipment leads to soil destruction," says Vasily, an activist of the Forest Guard.
There is a law that should stop this, but only on paper. And the moratorium that prohibits cutting down the virgin forest seems to have only provoked lumberjacks to cut the unique forest as quickly and as much as possible, while there is a loophole in the legislation. On sites in Transcarpathia, and in Bukovina, where we visited - everywhere there were special logging tickets for felling trees. That is, the law is both violated and not violated at the same time ...
Officials in high offices, it seems, should be held accountable, because since the beginning of the moratorium, more than 500 hectares of unique forest have been officially cut down, and one must say killed. Neither the State Forest Agency nor the Ministry of Ecology have settled the banal formality - to determine the already defined boundaries of precious forests. It is impossible to call this audacious plan mere negligence, because we are talking about irreparable consequences for the entire country.
Even the UNESCO World Heritage status does not protect the beech forests of the Carpathians from lumberjacks. You and your children will never be able to see the pristine nature there again. Because it's just stolen from you.
Andrey Orlyak, Roman Sizchenko, Igor Sulii
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TSN.Tizhnya journalists investigated large-scale deforestation of unique forests. They are exterminated, despite a special law and a moratorium. According to forest defenders, more than 500 hectares have been cut down since the beginning of the moratorium on cutting down primeval forests, and over the past 5 years - more than 10,000 hectares.
Yunna Moritz
Cheerful gnome
(House of the gnome, gnome-home!)
There is a wooden house in the forest,
Gnome's house!
And a cheerful gnome lives in it,
Dwarf-home!
He feeds the squirrels with cones,
Sits at the table with bears,
With fluffy bunnies
Yes, with mice!
He shares toys
With cuckoo-talkers,
With raccoons and woodpeckers,
With an owl overgrown with patches!
He shares nuts
With roe deer, with oleshki,
With painstaking moles,
With funny beavers.
The last winter apple
He shared with the little one,
A completely chilled finch!
But with fairy tales,
coloring books,
long tales,
little jokes,
Sweet riddles
He shares with the kids
With girls, with boys!
There is a wooden house in the forest,
Gnome's house!
And a cheerful gnome lives in it,
Dwarf-home!
Open up, boarded house,
Let the gnome come out cheerful!
Read by T. Zhukova
Yunna Petrovna (Pinkhusovna) Moritz (b. June 2, 1937, Kyiv), Russian poetess.
Yunna Petrovna Moritz's poems have been translated into all major European languages, as well as into Japanese, Turkish, and Chinese. Many songs have been written and performed on her poems, for example, “When we were young” by Sergei Nikitin. She writes a lot for children, since she published several poems in the journal Yunost (then Moritz was banned from publishing for independence and obstinacy in creativity, and was even expelled from the Gorky Literary Institute). Children's poems - kind, humorous and paradoxical - are immortalized in cartoons ("Rubber Hedgehog", "Big Secret for a Small Company", "Favorite Pony"). Yunna Moritz wraps her thoughts not only in letters and lines, but also in graphics, painting, "which are not illustrations, these are such poems, in such a language."
“Composing poetry is like climbing a mountain: with each step, significant experience, perfect skill. Another effort - and the height is taken! .. The height is taken, but the fact is that true poetry just begins after this, it begins with soaring, with magic, and this is a secret accessible to few. Here Yunna Moritz was lucky: she discovered a magical land, she didn’t invent it, but discovered it. She populated it with living inhabitants, not fabulous, but living.
Yunna Moritz has discovered a new magical land. Here everything is fair, kind, loving, and full of conformity to one another: and the music could not be different, and it is probably impossible to read and sing these verses otherwise.
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SENIOR AND PREPARATORY GROUPS
The development of the musical culture of children, the accumulation of their experience of interaction with children of other groups; create a festive mood for children and give them pleasure. |
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Development of musical abilities; formation of communicative qualities; expansion of knowledge about the environment. |
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Equipment. | Attributes for dancing: colored scarves, umbrellas, hats of animals. For games: umbrellas, chairs; baskets, models of fruits and vegetables, cones. For autumn - baskets with fruits and vegetables; for a surprise treat in beautiful boxes |
Hello dear guests, fun and joy to you!
We have been waiting for you for a long time,
And so our autumn holiday begins!
Have fun, don't be shy
And smile with us
1. Look guys, it's so elegant in our hall
We invited guests here, what kind of holiday is in our hall?
TOGETHER: This autumn came to us all brought gifts.
2. Fruits, vegetables, flowers - of unprecedented beauty!
And nuts, and honey, and mountain ash, and fungus!
3. Gave leaf fall - the leaves burn with gold!
Dance autumn days
Autumn touches the leaves
Throwing handfuls of acorns.
The thread is spinning from a gray cloud,
Watering everything with rain.
Summer has come and gone.
Autumn time has come.
Who would say in autumn:
"Come to our bright hall?"
All children:
Come visit us, autumn!
We are asking all of you.
Autumn comes and sings a song:
The yellow leaf is spinning
flies slowly
The rain is restless
dripping knocking
Autumn is golden
Came to visit you - (came to visit us)
ended suddenly
summer time
Autumn has come
dried flowers
We used to look
how they bloomed
The sky is now overcast
No bright colors
very golden
Sends you his greetings - (sends us his greetings)
How beautiful in your room -
A world of comfort and warmth.
You guys called me
Finally I came
1. Autumn, we are glad to see you!
Motley leaf fall is spinning.
Leaves near the trees
Golden carpet lie
2. Autumn decorates the squares
Multicolored foliage.
Autumn feeds the harvest
Birds, animals and you and me.
3. And in the gardens, and in the garden,
Both in the forest and by the water.
Prepared by nature
All kinds of fruits.
Yes, autumn is a generous time
All kids know about it.
Autumn dances with the children of the senior group round dance "Autumn in a golden scarf"
Guys, the harvest is ripe. Please help me disassemble it.
Game - harvest: .
Reb. Prep.gr.
Like a bright wondrous bird
Waving me with his motley wing.
reb. Old gr.
Rain - artist:
He draws puddles
And he plays the trumpets
No worse.
Song Autumn Kapitoshka.
Guys, you are very friendly and attentive. I suggest you play the game.
.
Dance with Umbrellas.
Children's answers :)
children's answers.)
children's answers.)
Well, now I invite all the animals to a fun dance.
Dance of funny animals.
But what about the birds? There are migratory birds. In winter, they tend to warmer climes, and in summer they return. Look, guys, a crane has flown to us to say goodbye to us until spring!
Amina's dance
Vedush :(
There is a wooden house in the forest,
Gnome's house!
And a cheerful gnome lives in it,
Dwarf-home!
He feeds the squirrels with cones,
Sits at the table with bears,
With fluffy bunnies
Yes, with mice!
He shares toys
With cuckoo-talkers,
With raccoons and woodpeckers,
With an owl overgrown with patches!
He shares nuts
With roe deer, with oleshki,
With painstaking moles,
With funny beavers.
The last winter apple
He shared with the little one,
A completely chilled finch!
(But fairy tales, fables,
coloring books,
long tales,
little jokes,
Sweet riddles
He shares with the kids
With girls, with boys!
There is a wooden house in the forest,
Gnome's house!
And a cheerful gnome lives in it,
Dwarf-home!
Open up, boarded house,
Let the gnome come out cheerful!
Cones and gnome dance-game.
Game collect cones
Poems for children of the old group.
1. Yellow, red leaf fall -
Leaves fly in the wind.
What will happen to our garden
If the leaves fall off?
2. leaf fall, leaf fall
The leaves are spinning, flying!
colorful, carved,
Painted like a brush...
Autumn gave paint
The leaves swirled into a dance.
3. Yellow leaves are dancing,
From the branches they fall, they fly.
This fairy tale is golden
They call it "falling leaves".
Scarf dance.
It's time to say goodbye to our guest! And what are the main signs of autumn?
The leaves on the trees turn yellow; animals are preparing for a cold winter; birds fly south; the harvest ripens; the days are getting shorter and colder.
And of course it's raining!
Dance Kapitoshka.Performed by the children of the preparatory group.
Autumn: thanks guys! I really liked you.
I will visit you every year!
In the meantime, I want to treat you with my gifts - delicious fruits.
So our holiday is over.
It's time for us to say goodbye!
Goodbye kids
Goodbye kids!
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AUTUMN FESTIVAL SCENARIO
SENIOR AND PREPARATORY GROUPS
Target. | The development of the musical culture of children, the accumulation of their experience of interaction with children of other groups; create a festive mood for children and give them pleasure. |
Tasks. | Development of musical abilities; formation of communicative qualities; expansion of knowledge about the environment. |
Equipment. | Attributes for dancing: colored scarves, umbrellas, hats of animals. For games: umbrellas, chairs; baskets, models of fruits and vegetables, cones. For autumn - baskets with fruits and vegetables; for a surprise treat in beautiful boxes |
To the music, children enter the hall
Leading
Hello dear guests, fun and joy to you!
We have been waiting for you for a long time,
And so our autumn holiday begins!
Have fun, don't be shy
And smile with us
Children of the preparatory group from the place. Roll call:
- Look guys, it's so elegant in our hall
We invited guests here, what kind of holiday is in our hall?
TOGETHER: This autumn came to us all brought gifts.
- Fruits, vegetables, flowers - of unprecedented beauty!
And nuts, and honey, and mountain ash, and fungus!
- Gave leaf fall - the leaves burn with gold!
Children of the preparatory group performDance autumn days
Leading
Autumn touches the leaves
Throwing handfuls of acorns.
The thread is spinning from a gray cloud,
Watering everything with rain.
Summer has come and gone.
Autumn time has come.
Who would say in autumn:
"Come to our bright hall?"
All children :
Come visit us, autumn!
We are asking all of you.
Autumn comes and sings a song:
The yellow leaf is spinning
flies slowly
The rain is restless
dripping knocking
Autumn is golden
Came to visit you - (came to visit us)
ended suddenly
summer time
Autumn has come
dried flowers
We used to look
how they bloomed
The sky is now overcast
No bright colors
very golden
Sends you his greetings - (sends us his greetings)
How beautiful in your room -
A world of comfort and warmth.
You guys called me
Finally I came
Children of the older group stand in their places, read poems:
- Autumn, we are happy for you!
Motley leaf fall is spinning.
Leaves near the trees
Golden carpet lie
- Autumn decorates the squares
Multicolored foliage.
Autumn feeds the harvest
Birds, animals and you and me. - And in the gardens, and in the garden,
Both in the forest and by the water.
Prepared by nature
All kinds of fruits.
Leading
Yes, autumn is a generous time
All kids know about it.
Autumn dances with the children of the senior group round dance"Autumn in a golden scarf"
Autumn:
Guys, the harvest is ripe. Please help me disassemble it.
Game - harvest:vegetables are collected in one basket, fruits in another.
All children take their places.
Reb. Prep.gr.
Quietly the rain is knocking on the room.
Autumn again looked into my house,
Like a bright wondrous bird
Waving me with his motley wing.
reb. Old gr.
Rain - artist:
He draws puddles
And he plays the trumpets
No worse.
Song Autumn Kapitoshka.Performed by children of the senior and preparatory groups
Leading
Guys, you are very friendly and attentive. I suggest you play the game.
Umbrella game (played by three pairs). Couples (a boy and a girl) walk around their chairs to the calm music. At the change of music, the boy-girl sits on a chair, and the boy runs after the umbrella and sits down next to the girl, covering her with an umbrella.
Dance with Umbrellas.Performed by a group of girls from the senior and preparatory groups.
Autumn:
Many animals live in the forest. Do you know what animals do in autumn? How do they prepare for winter? Children's answers :)
Some animals hibernate. Do you know guys who sleep in winter? ( children's answers.)
And other animals make winter preparations, who knows about such inhabitants of the forest? ( children's answers.)
Well, now I invite all the animals to a fun dance.
Dance of funny animals.Performed by older children
Autumn:
But what about the birds? There are migratory birds. In winter, they tend to warmer climes, and in summer they return. Look, guys, a crane has flown to us to say goodbye to us until spring!
Amina's dance
Vedush :( while the presenter tells a fairy tale, the child of the preparatory group hides behind a screen and changes into a gnome costume)
There is a wooden house in the forest,
Gnome's house!
And a cheerful gnome lives in it,
Dwarf-home!
He feeds the squirrels with cones,
Sits at the table with bears,
With fluffy bunnies
Yes, with mice!
He shares toys
With cuckoo-talkers,
With raccoons and woodpeckers,
With an owl overgrown with patches!
He shares nuts
With roe deer, with oleshki,
With painstaking moles,
With funny beavers.
The last winter apple
He shared with the little one,
A completely chilled finch!
(But fairy tales, fables,
coloring books,
long tales,
little jokes,
Sweet riddles
He shares with the kids
With girls, with boys!
There is a wooden house in the forest,
Gnome's house!
And a cheerful gnome lives in it,
Dwarf-home!
Open up, boarded house,
Let the gnome come out cheerful!
Cones and gnome dance-game. Performed by the children of the preparatory group.
Game collect cones
Poems for children of the old group.
- Yellow, red leaf fall -
Leaves fly in the wind.
What will happen to our garden
If the leaves fall off? - leaf fall, leaf fall
The leaves are spinning, flying!
colorful, carved,
Painted like a brush...
Autumn gave paint
The leaves swirled into a dance. - The yellow leaves are dancing
From the branches they fall, they fly.
This fairy tale is golden
They call it "falling leaves".
Scarf dance. The girls of the senior and preparatory groups will perform.
Leading
It's time to say goodbye to our guest! And what are the main signs of autumn?
The leaves on the trees turn yellow; animals are preparing for a cold winter; birds fly south; the harvest ripens; the days are getting shorter and colder.
And of course it's raining!
Dance Kapitoshka.Performed by the children of the preparatory group.
Autumn: thanks guys! I really liked you.
I will visit you every year!
In the meantime, I want to treat you with my gifts - delicious fruits.
Surprise: autumn distributes baskets of apples and pears.
So our holiday is over.
It's time for us to say goodbye!
Goodbye kids
Goodbye kids!
Part 1
LITERARY CRUISE
("Amazing adventures on the liner "J. Moritz"" To the 70th ANNIVERSARY of J. P. Moritz)
Tasks:
Learn to listen to poetry.
Teach children to feel the rhythm of poetry.
Learn to see how the author relates to what he talks about in the work.
Book Exhibition "Uncompromising Talent", travel map
Characters:
Host, Captain - librarians
Girl
Gnome, Squirrel, Frog, Cat, Old Woman - children or adults.
Leading: Welcome aboard the ocean liner Yunna Moritz. Let me introduce you to the captain of our ship... We are embarking on a literary cruise on a sea of wonderful poetry. They were written by the person whose name the ship bears: our voyage is dedicated to the 70th anniversary of the birth of Yunna Petrovna Moritz. Unusual meetings, amazing adventures and ... surprises await you for those who are not afraid of difficulties! We will introduce you to all the sights that will meet on our way.
Leading: Full speed ahead! We are out to sea.
The song "Full speed ahead!" (Music - G. Gladkova, lyrics - A. Aronova).
Leading: And now the island "Yunna" is already visible. He appeared on the map in 1937. Maybe one of the passengers has already been to this island and can tell about it? (children's answers)
Then we ask you, dear captain, to tell the story of such a mysterious island.
Captain: Yes, this island appeared in 1937, when a girl named Yunna was born. Well, now Yunna Petrovna Moritz.
Her pre-war childhood passed in Kyiv. In the family where Yunna was brought up, education was valued: her father had 2 diplomas (engineer and lawyer); mother received a classical education at the gymnasium, knew literature well, and drew wonderfully. The extraordinary creative inclinations of her daughter developed due to the fact that her mother introduced her to the world of artistic culture. The war has begun. The war found the family in Kyiv. Four-year-old Yunna began to compose poetry "out of fear" in a world where bombs were falling, a refugee train was on fire, where the basement where ice cream used to be stored has become a home. Tuberculosis dulled the constant feeling of hunger, but it awakened the imagination. Stuttering and a strong tic did not allow Yunna to go to kindergarten, removed her from her peers. She was talking to a spoon wrapped in a rag: the spoon was no longer an object reminiscent of food, but something else, a doll from a fictional children's paradise. At the age of 6-7 she went to the hospital, read poems to the wounded, wrote letters to the front. It was a serious, adult business and at the same time a game that changes an uncomfortable world. I always studied excellently: both at school (gold medalist) and at Kiev University (excellent student). She began writing poems for children in connection with the birth of her son. Many of the poems were set to music and became popular songs among children and adults.
Leading: Thank you for your story, dear captain. Our journey continues. Now we are sailing to the island of "Former Daisies". Look, a girl meets us here.
Girl: Hello guys! See how many daisies I picked in the clearing. On my island they are all different, unusual. ( addressed to children) And if you want, guys, we will pick daisies together with you. This is very easy to do.
( The girl distributes pre-prepared white sheets of paper to the children. And teaches children to fold from paper l 
chamomile petals. All petals are fastened into one flower.)
Girl: Probably, when Yunna Moritz was little, she also collected these amazing flowers. And as an adult, she wrote these lines:
Reads the poem "White Daisies"
Chamomile hugged
white chamomile,
And stand in an embrace -
Open heart!
summer friends,
white daisies,
You forest fairies
Woven shirts -
They are not afraid of the storm
dusty curl,
They don't need laundry
Ironing and ironing.
Here comes the wind
The dust sighed heavily
But remained white
Chamomile shirt.
Here comes the rain
Became a wet bird
But remained dry
Chamomile shirt.
And again chamomile
I hugged a chamomile
And stand in an embrace -
Open heart!
Leading: How accurate everything is. Yunna had to watch the flowers for more than one day.
Captain: Thank you sweet child! It's time for us, the ship is heading for the Merry Dwarfs archipelago.
The song “Let the water throw us” sounds (Music - G. Gladkova, lyrics - V. Levin)
Dwarf: Hello dear guests! Welcome to my amazing house, invented by the amazing poetess Yuna Moritz.
Reads the poem "House of the gnome, gnome - at home!"
He feeds the squirrels with cones,
Sits at the table with bears,
With fluffy bunnies
Yes, with mice!
He shares toys
With cuckoo-talkers,
With raccoons and woodpeckers,
With an owl overgrown with patches!
He shares nuts
With roe deer, with oleshki,
With painstaking moles,
With funny beavers.
The last winter apple
He shared with the little one,
A completely chilled finch!
But with fairy tales,
coloring books,
long tales,
little jokes,
Sweet riddles
He shares with the kids
With girls, with boys!
There is a plank house in the forest, the house of a gnome!
And a cheerful gnome lives in it, the gnome is at home!
Open up, boarded house,
Let the gnome come out cheerful!
In a crimson hat, he walked rubber
Pointy ears, pillows on the paws,
Sleeps in a basket, crimson ... ("Crimson cat")
I'm green like grass
He carries a cart to such places,
When they were like me. ("Favorite pony")
Captain: Thank you gnome for your hospitality. It's time for us to go. Quiet move! Quietest move ever! Directly on the course of the mainland "Squirrels".
Sounds 2 verse from the song "Full speed ahead!" (Music - G. Gladkova, lyrics - A. Aronova).
Squirrel: Welcome dear guests! Welcome!
Reads the poem "Come visit!"
Clean in the squirrel's house,
The children washed the dishes
Garbage swept into the yard,
The carpet was beaten with a stick.
The postman knocked
Noble old Elephant,
He wiped his feet on the bedding:
Sign for "Murzilka"! -
Stretches out a branch
Shows a cell
write small
"Got a squirrel."
Who else is knocking on the door?
These are midges, birds, animals!
Wipe your feet
Dear little ones!
Come in and sit down!
After all, there are, by the way,
Pigs are very polite.
Everything is not from nutrition, but from education!
Squirrel: I am a very polite squirrel. Do you guys know polite words? Now let's check. Listen and respond in unison.
Game "Tell me a word"
Getting out of bed is it hard to say to mom ... (good morning)
Having met acquaintances during the day, it’s not too lazy for you to tell them ... (good afternoon)
Well, in the evening when we meet, we can say ... .. (good evening)
A polite and developed boy speaks when meeting ... (hello)
Leaving at parting, say goodbye ... (goodbye)
And let's go to bed to sleep, then we must say to everyone ... (good night)
If they give you something, you need to tell you ... (thank you)
If you offended someone in a prank, you should say ... .. (please forgive)
Squirrel: Well done! Come visit me on your way back!
Captain: Goodbye squirrel! Give mooring lines! Let's hit the road! An ocean liner is slowly approaching the bay of the Merry Frogs.
The 2nd verse of the song “Let the water throw us” sounds (Music - G. Gladkova, lyrics - V. Levin)
Frog: Kwa-kva, ours to you. In my realm, I have the highest qua-qua-lification for gaiety.
Reads the poem "Merry Frog"
The Merry Frog lived in the same river,
Her hut stood upside down, bre-ke-ke!
The hut did not stand, but floated upside down,
But that didn't change the frog's business!
I danced in a green sundress, para-pam!
Sad frogs languished and suffered,
In the green pillows, qua-qua they sobbed.
And sad frogs did not see happiness!
Of them, sad old women turned out.
They mumble sadly and moan in the distance:
Qua-qua. Got tired of the rain
In the back, in the leg, in the arm...
And the cheerful old woman, the cheerful Frog,
As he remembers what it was, -
Laughs, bre-ke-ke!
She played the button accordion with both hands,
She pounded the drum with both feet!
The hut tumbled, the frog had fun,
I danced in a green sundress, para-pam!
Frog: What do I love to do?
Of course, dance. Let's Dance.
Frog: Wow wow, great! And I also love to sing! Do you guys love it? Then let's play the Guess the Song game. And the songs will sound on the verses of Y. Moritz. One or two lines to the song, guess which one is being discussed.
« A lot of people think they can fly:
« The Big Horse Secret
"A dog only bites because of a dog's life"
« Under the sad lowing, under the cheerful growl,
"Big secret for a small company"
« The pony has long bangs made of delicate silk "
Captain: It's time for us to go, funny frog. Goodbye. Ahead of the "Cat's Cape".
Sounds verse 3 to the song "Full speed ahead!" (Music - G. Gladkova, lyrics - A. Aronova).
Cat: Meow-meow, mur-mur-mur! What a surprise! Guests! Wonderful! We have a lot of cats on the cape. What do you know about cats? Just a little bit of everything, maybe? And I'm not a simple cat, but a crimson one.
Reads the poem "Crimson Cat"
Marfa had a basket in the kitchen,
In which the domestic cat dozed.
The basket was standing, and the cat was dozing,
Dozing at the bottom, smiling in a dream.
Marfuta went awake to the forester
With a basket where the cat slept on its side.
Marfuta did not know that the cat was in a basket
The forester, pouring raspberries into a basket,
With the talkative Marfuta, I got distracted a little.
The forester did not notice that the cat was in a basket
Dozing at the bottom, smiling in a dream ...
And the cat woke up and arched its back,
And I began to try forest raspberries.
Nobody noticed that the cat was in a basket
Giggles quietly and smacks dashingly!
The forester brings a frying pan with mushrooms,
Marfuta kindly asks for breakfast.
A cat in a basket giggles above them -
Enjoy your food!
Marfuta ate butter for a year,
And the cat turned crimson from the berries.
Crimson beast on crimson paws, -
What a noble raspberry scent!
Marfuta comes up and sees in a basket
The smile of a mustachioed crimson cat.
There are no such things!” Marfuta said.
Such things happen! the cat told her
And proudly tied a raspberry bow!
Cat: Guys, why did I become raspberry? I love to play very much.
Playing "Cat and Mice"
Oh respect. Bon Voyage!
Captain: Be healthy, don't get sick, and catch quick mice. There is one more island left on the map. Forward!
Old lady: Arrived! Is my granddaughter among you? Can not see.
Reads the poem "Hard-working old woman"
A lazy cat does not catch mice.
A lazy boy doesn't wash his ears.
A lazy mouse won't dig a hole.
The lazy boy does not like cleaning.
The lazy fly doesn't want to fly.
What to do, tell me, the kindest old woman,
When wound up with an old woman in a hut:
Lazy cat, lazy mouse
And also a lazy sleepy fly
And with them, in addition, a lazy boy?
The old woman went hunting - for the cat!
I'm used to it and catch mice little by little.
I dug a mink for a mouse under the logs,
She brought a bag of millet and a crust.
Then - for the boy! - cleaning up
And quickly washing my ears for the boy,
The old woman took an interesting book,
Which I read in one gulp - for the boy!
Now - for a lazy, sleepy fly! -
The old woman spread her tender wings
And flew into the distance to visit a friend!
Oh, tomorrow the old woman will have to again
For a cat - to grab mice on the hunt,
For a mouse - to bother in a hole under a log.
How would you live in this lazy hut,
Do not be a lazy old woman on earth?
Old lady: Tired. Make an effort now.
Auction ( which poems belong to the pen of J. Moritz, and which do not)
"With glasses and without glasses"
"Public teapot"
"Crimson Cat"
"Favorite pony"
" Mustachioed - Striped"
"Confusion"
"Rubber Hedgehog"
"Pony"
Game "Tell me a word"
Pony rides girls, pony rides boys,
Dad with a broom flies sweeping the ceiling,
This is very interesting - why is the goat silent?
I'm lying on the grass, a hundred fantasies in my head.
A watermelon flies above the ground, it chirps, whistles:
I am mustard, I am lemon! I closed for ... (repair) "Laughing confusion"
Leading: Well, good old lady, it's time for us to go! Thanks for the science. Goodbye!
Captain: Dear travelers, travel time is over. We hope you enjoyed it. After all, Yu. P. Moritz wrote cheerful and kind poems for those who are able to forever preserve their childhood in themselves, who, with pleasure, like we are today, are ready to go on a journey through the book sea. But which route is up to you. Think, choose, and most importantly, read more good books.
Literature:
Moritz Yu. P. A dog can bite ... / Artist. Belomlinsky. -M.: RIO "Samovar", 1998.
Moritz Yu. P. Jump - play. / Art. Kalaushin G. - M.: Ed. "Kid", 1978.
Moritz Yu. P. Big secret for a small company. // M.: Ed. "Kid", 1987.
Moritz Yu. P. Pony. …/ Art. Belomlinsky. -M.: RIO "Samovar", 1998.
Moritz Yu. P. Bouquet of cats./ Artist. Zlatogorov G. - M .: Ed. "Martin", 1997.
part 1
Yunna Moritz
Cheerful gnome
(House of the gnome, gnome-home!)
There is a wooden house in the forest,
Gnome's house!
And a cheerful gnome lives in it,
Dwarf-home!
He feeds the squirrels with cones,
Sits at the table with bears,
With fluffy bunnies
Yes, with mice!
He shares toys
With cuckoo-talkers,
With raccoons and woodpeckers,
With an owl overgrown with patches!
He shares nuts
With roe deer, with oleshki,
With painstaking moles,
With funny beavers.
The last winter apple
He shared with the little one,
A completely chilled finch!
But with fairy tales,
coloring books,
long tales,
little jokes,
Sweet riddles
He shares with the kids
With girls, with boys!
There is a wooden house in the forest,
Gnome's house!
And a cheerful gnome lives in it,
Dwarf-home!
Open up, boarded house,
Let the gnome come out cheerful!
Read by T. Zhukova
Yunna Petrovna (Pinkhusovna) Moritz (b. June 2, 1937, Kyiv), Russian poetess.
Yunna Petrovna Moritz's poems have been translated into all major European languages, as well as into Japanese, Turkish, and Chinese. Many songs have been written and performed on her poems, for example, “When we were young” by Sergei Nikitin. She writes a lot for children, since she published several poems in the journal Yunost (then Moritz was banned from publishing for independence and obstinacy in creativity, and was even expelled from the Gorky Literary Institute). Children's poems - kind, humorous and paradoxical - are immortalized in cartoons ("Rubber Hedgehog", "Big Secret for a Small Company", "Favorite Pony"). Yunna Moritz wraps her thoughts not only in letters and lines, but also in graphics, painting, "which are not illustrations, these are such poems, in such a language."
“Composing poetry is like climbing a mountain: with each step, significant experience, perfect skill. Another effort - and the height is taken! .. The height is taken, but the fact is that true poetry just begins after this, it begins with soaring, with magic, and this is a secret accessible to few. Here Yunna Moritz was lucky: she discovered a magical land, she didn’t invent it, but discovered it. She populated it with living inhabitants, not fabulous, but living.
Yunna Moritz has discovered a new magical land. Here everything is fair, kind, loving, and full of conformity to one another: and the music could not be different, and it is probably impossible to read and sing these verses otherwise.
