snowdrops .. The girl cried and went out of the house. Write down only those sentences in which there are words with prefixes. Designate the prefixes. Find a word denoting an object with this composition prefix + root + suffix + ending. Designate all the parts in it
It was winter. There is a lot of snow. The trees in the forest were waist-deep in snowdrifts. People sat in houses and stoked stoves. But the wicked stepmother drove the girl into the forest forsnowdrops. The little girl began to cry and went out of the house.
Write down only those sentences that have prefixed words. Designate prefixes. Find a word for an object with the following composition: prefix + root + suffix + ending. Label all the parts in it.
Two little girls with box bodies came, bowed to the stump and went on. An old man came with a bag, groaning, bowed to the stump and wandered on. All day different people came to the forest, bowed to the stump and walked on. The old stump became proud and said to the trees: - See, even people bow to me. The grandmother came - she bowed, the girls came - they bowed, the old man came - bowed. Not a single person passed me by without bowing. Therefore, here in the forest I am in charge of you. And you, too, bow to me. But the trees stood silently around him in all their proud and sad autumn beauty. The old tree stump got angry and shouted: - Bow to me! I am your king! But then a fast little titmouse flew in, sat down on a young birch tree, one at a time dropping its golden jagged leaves, and chirped merrily: - Look how it has made noise in the whole forest! Shut up! Nothing you are a king, but an ordinary old stump. And people do not bow to you at all, but are looking for the mushrooms near you. Yes, and those are not found. They've been robbed for a long time.
game - burime, Help write a poem you need to compose a verse "Protect the forest from fire" from the following My homeland is greenentered-found
house-in it
boletus-flywheel
wandered around - typed
grow-here
marvelous forest-transparent, fresh
wealth-kingdom
need to know-to protect
we know, we protect
miracle of wonders - our forest
stump boy
halt - dozed off
matches out of habit
a bonfire is glowing-old forest
night-help
did not make it, burned out
tear forest
take care, don't lie
forever, never
fire nightmare
springs-bergs
and the forests we have preserved
not all words can be used, but the main thing is that with meaning
Write down personal pronouns, identify their face and case. STUMP There was a big old tree stump in the forest. Grandmother came with a bag, bowed to the stump and walked on.Two little girls with box bodies came, bowed to the stump and went on. An old man came with a bag, bowed groaningly to the stump and wandered on.
All day different people came to the forest, bowed to the stump and walked on.
The old stump is proud and says to the trees:
- You see, even people - and they bow to me. Grandmother came - bowed, girls came - bowed, old man came - bowed. Not a single person passed me by without bowing. Therefore, here in the forest I am in charge of you. Bow to me too!
But the trees stood silently around him in all their proud and sad autumn beauty.
The old stump got angry and well shout:
Bow to me! I am your king!
But then a fast little titmouse flew in, sat down on a young birch, one at a time dropping its golden toothed leaves, and chirped merrily:
-Look, how the whole forest has become noisy! Shut up! Nothing you are a king, but an ordinary old stump. And people do not bow to you at all, but look for honey near you. Yes, and those are not found. For a long time already everything was robbed.
Junna Moritz
Cheerful gnome
(House of the gnome, gnome-home!)
There is a wooden house in the forest,
The gnome's house!
And a cheerful gnome lives in it,
Dwarf Home!
He feeds the squirrels with buds
Sits at the table with bears
With fluffy bunnies
Yes, with mice!
He shares toys
With chattering cuckoos
With raccoons and woodpeckers,
With an owl overgrown with patla!
He shares nuts
With roe deer, with deer,
With painstaking moles,
With funny beavers.
The last winter apple
He shared with the little one
A completely chilled finch!
But fairy tales,
Coloring books
Long epics
Little jokes
Sweet riddles
He shares with the kids
With girls, with boys!
There is a wooden house in the forest,
The gnome's house!
And a cheerful gnome lives in it,
Dwarf Home!
Open up, board house,
Let the merry gnome come out!
Read by T. Zhukova
Yunna Petrovna (Pinkhusovna) Moritz (born June 2, 1937, Kiev), Russian poet.
Poems by Yunna Petrovna Moritz 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 magazine Yunost (then Moritz was banned from publishing for independence and inconsistency in his work 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 dresses her thoughts not only in letters and lines, but also in graphics, painting, "which are not illustrations, these are such verses, in such a language."
“Writing poetry is like climbing a hill: with each step, significant experience, more perfect skill. Another effort - and the height is taken! .. The height is taken, but the fact is that true poetry just begins after that, it begins with soaring, with magic, and this is a secret accessible to few. Junna Moritz was lucky: she discovered a magical land, not invented it, but discovered it. She inhabited it with living inhabitants, not fabulous, but alive.
Junna Moritz has discovered a new magical land. Here everything is fair, kind, loving and full of correspondence between one and the other: the music could not be otherwise, and it is probably impossible to read and sing these verses otherwise.
Junna Moritz
Cheerful gnome
(House of the gnome, gnome-home!)
There is a wooden house in the forest,
The gnome's house!
And a cheerful gnome lives in it,
Dwarf Home!
He feeds the squirrels with buds
Sits at the table with bears
With fluffy bunnies
Yes, with mice!
He shares toys
With chattering cuckoos
With raccoons and woodpeckers,
With an owl overgrown with patla!
He shares nuts
With roe deer, with deer,
With painstaking moles,
With funny beavers.
The last winter apple
He shared with the little one
A completely chilled finch!
But fairy tales,
Coloring books
Long epics
Little jokes
Sweet riddles
He shares with the kids
With girls, with boys!
There is a wooden house in the forest,
The gnome's house!
And a cheerful gnome lives in it,
Dwarf Home!
Open up, board house,
Let the merry gnome come out!
Read by T. Zhukova
Yunna Petrovna (Pinkhusovna) Moritz (born June 2, 1937, Kiev), Russian poet.
Poems by Yunna Petrovna Moritz 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 magazine Yunost (then Moritz was banned from publishing for independence and inconsistency in his work 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 dresses her thoughts not only in letters and lines, but also in graphics, painting, "which are not illustrations, these are such verses, in such a language."
“Writing poetry is like climbing a hill: with each step, significant experience, more perfect skill. Another effort - and the height is taken! .. The height is taken, but the fact is that true poetry just begins after that, it begins with soaring, with magic, and this is a secret accessible to few. Junna Moritz was lucky: she discovered a magical land, not invented it, but discovered it. She inhabited it with living inhabitants, not fabulous, but alive.
Junna Moritz has discovered a new magical land. Here everything is fair, kind, loving and full of correspondence between one and the other: the music could not be otherwise, and it is probably impossible to read and sing these verses otherwise.
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VISITING THE GNOME
Dominant occupation
for medium and senior group rhythmically
1) Learning tasks
:
- to acquaint children with classical music;
- learn to perform movements in accordance with a given metronome.
2) Developmental tasks
:
- to awaken the imagination of children, given by the artistic word;
- develop a sense of rhythm, fine motor skills of the hands.
3) Educational tasks
:
- to form a good attitude towards each other
- to educate the norms of the culture of behavior.
Methodological support:
- phonogram;
- record player.
PROCESS OF THE LESSON
The lesson begins with a dynamic pause. Children stand in a circle and perform appropriate movements under a poetic text.
Musical director. Listen to a poem about gnomes.
Housewarming
Ding-dong, ding-dong -(Bends from side to side, hands on the belt).
The gnomes are building a new home.(Hit fist on fist).
They paint the walls, roof, floor.(With their hands, as if with brushes, they depict the movements of the painters, they will paint "from the side, above, below).
They clean up everything around.(Sweeping with a broom).
We will come to visit them(Steps in place).
And we will bring gifts:(Stretch your arms out, palms forward)
On the floor - a soft path.(Bend forward, hands "lay" the path).
Spread it to the door(Backtrack).
Two polushki on the sofa,(Hands put palms together - first under one cheek, then under the other.)
Linden jug honey.(Hands round, stretch out in front of you.)
Musical director. Brothers have equipped themselves for a visit.
They clung to each other
And they rushed off on a long way,
They only left the smoke.
Children stand one after another, the game is \ "Train \"
Children. Chuk-chuk, puff-chu, puff-chu, grumble.
I don’t want to stand still.
Knocking wheels, knocking
Wheels grumble, grumble.
Sit down quickly, I'll pump it!
Chu! Chu! Chu!
Musical director. Stop! Have arrived!
Children sit on the floor, a finger game is held \ "House on the Hill \"
On the mountain we see a house:(Use the hands to fold the "house")
Lots of greenery around.(Wave-like movements of the hands.)
Here are the trees, here are the bushes,(Use your hands to make "trees", "bushes")
Here are some fragrant flowers.(Use your fingers to show the "bud" of a blossoming flower.)
The fence surrounds everything.(Show the "fence" with your fingers)
Behind the fence is a clean courtyard.(Stroke the floor with your palms.)
We open the gate(Show the "gate" with your hands, the gate opens.)
We quickly run up to the house.(Fingers "run" on the floor)
We knock on the door: "Knock-knock-knock!"(Knock your fists on the floor.)
Someone is coming to knock on us ...(Put the palm to the right ear, "listen").
A fragment of E. Grieg's play “Procession of the Dwarfs” is played. The Dwarf appears, greets the guys.
A dynamic game is being played.
In the morning the gnomes went to the forest.(Vigorous steps in place.)
They found a mushroom on the way(Bend forward, straightening your arms at your waist)
And behind him - one, two, three -(Torso bends from side to side)
Three more showed up.(Hands to the sides, then down)
And while the mushrooms were picking,(Bend forward, hands to the floor)
The dwarfs were late for school.(Hands to cheeks, sadly shake your head from side to side)
We ran, we hurried(Running in place)
And the mushrooms dropped everything.(Sit down)
Children sing the song "Gnome", music by G. Struve, words by I. Solovieva (with movements).
Dwarf thanks and finger play
"Feast for the Dwarfs."
Dwarf. The gnomes began to invite guests.(With the index finger of the right hand, press in turn on the pads of the fingers of the left hand)
Each gnome got a jam.(Perform the same movements by changing hands)
Fingers glued that treat(Sequentially, starting with the thumb, "glue" the fingers on both hands, respectively)
Firmly pressed palm to palm,(Press your palms together)
Guests cannot even take spoons.(Raise your shoulders, slightly spread your arms to the sides, "be surprised")
Musical director. The dwarf invites everyone to dance.
The dance "Chok-chok, heel" is performed (in pairs).
Chok-chok, heel!(Stomp your feet)
A cricket is spinning in the dance.(Spinning around)
And a grasshopper without error(Hand movements like playing a violin)
Will play along with them on the violin,
Butterfly wings flicker.(Move your arms like wings)
She flutters with the ant.(Circling in pairs on bounces)
Curtsy squat(Girls curtsy)
And they dance again.(Spinning around)
Under a merry gopachok(Dancing movements of the "plate", as in a hopak)
The spider is dancing dashingly.(Hops)
Hands clap loudly!(Clap your hands)
Everything! Our legs are tired!(Sit down)
Musical director. Let's rest a little and listen to music.
The "Norwegian Dance" by E. Grieg is played.
Musical director.
There is a board house in the forest.
House of the gnome.
And a cheerful gnome lives in it -
The gnome is at home.
Open up, board house,
Let the merry gnome come out.
Dance improvisation to the "Norwegian Dance" by E. Grieg.
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Part 1
LITERARY CRUISE
("Amazing adventures on the liner Yu. Moritz"
Tasks:
To teach to perceive a poetic work by ear.
Teach children to feel the rhythm of poetry.
To teach 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 Junna Moritz ocean liner. 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. Extraordinary meetings, amazing adventures and ... surprises for those who are not afraid of difficulties await you! We will acquaint you with all the sights that come our way.
Leading: Full speed ahead! We go out to sea.
The song "Full speed ahead!" (Muz - G. Gladkov, lyrics - A. Aronov).
Leading: And now the island "Yunna" is visible. It appeared on the map in 1937. Maybe some of the passengers have already been to this island and can tell about it? (Answers of children)
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.
She spent her pre-war childhood in Kiev. Education was valued in the family where Yunna was brought up: her father had 2 diplomas (engineer and lawyer); mother received a classical education in a gymnasium, knew literature well, and drew remarkably. The daughter's extraordinary creative talents developed thanks to the fact that her mother introduced her to the world of artistic culture. The war began. The war found the family in Kiev. Four-year-old Yunna began to write poetry "out of fear" in a world where bombs were falling, a train with refugees was on fire, where the basement, in which ice cream used to be stored, became home. Tuberculosis dulled the constant feeling of hunger, but awakened the imagination. Stuttering and strong tics did not allow Yunna to go to kindergarten, removed her from her peers. She was talking with 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 poetry to the wounded, wrote letters to the front. It was a serious, adult matter and at the same time a game that changed an uncomfortable world. She always studied well: both at school (gold medalist) and at Kiev University (excellent student). She began to write poetry 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 "Bye daisies". Take a look we are greeted here by a girl.
Girl: Hello guys! See how many daisies I gathered in the clearing. On my island they are all different, unusual. ( Appeals to children) Do you guys want us to collect daisies together. This is very easy to do.
( The girl hands out white sheets of paper prepared in advance to the children. And teaches children to fold from paper l 
chamomile petals. All petals are held together in one flower.)
Girl: Probably, when Junna Moritz was little, she also collected these amazing flowers. And as an adult, she wrote the following lines:
Reads the poem "White Daisies"
Hugged a daisy
White chamomile
And they stand in an embrace -
Heart wide open!
Summer girlfriends
White daisies,
To you forest fairies
Weaved shirts -
They are not afraid of the storm,
Dusty bundle
They don't need a wash
Ironing and ironing.
Here comes the wind
The dust sighed heavily
But remained white
Camomile shirt.
The rain fell
The bird has become wet
But it remained dry
Camomile shirt.
And again chamomile
Hugged a chamomile
And they stand in an embrace -
Heart wide open!
Leading: How accurately everything is noticed. Yunna had to watch the flowers for more than one day.
Captain: Thank you, dear child! We have to go, the ship is heading for the Merry Dwarfs Archipelago.
The song "Let the water throws us" is played (Music - G. Gladkov, lyrics - V. Levin)
Dwarf: Hello dear guests! Welcome to my amazing house, invented by the amazing poetess Yuna Moritz.
Reads the poem "The house of the gnome, the gnome is at home!"
He feeds the squirrels with buds
Sits at the table with bears
With fluffy bunnies
Yes, with mice!
He shares toys
With chattering cuckoos
With raccoons and woodpeckers,
With an owl overgrown with patla!
He shares nuts
With roe deer, with deer,
With painstaking moles,
With funny beavers.
The last winter apple
He shared with the little one
A completely chilled finch!
But fairy tales,
Coloring books
Long epics
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, a gnome - at home!
Open up, board house,
Let the merry gnome come out!
In a crimson hat, he walked in rubber
Pointed ears, pillows on the legs,
Sleeps in a basket, crimson ... ("Crimson Cat")
I am green like grass
He carries the cart to such places,
When they were like me. ("Favorite Pony")
Captain: Thank you dwarf for your hospitality. It's time for us to go. Quiet running! The quietest move! Straight ahead of the Squirrel Continent.
The 2nd verse from the song "Full speed ahead!" (Muz - G. Gladkov, lyrics - A. Aronov).
Squirrel: Welcome dear guests! Welcome!
Reads the poem "Come visit!"
Clean in the squirrel's house,
The children washed the plates
Sweep the trash out into the yard,
They knocked out the carpet with a stick.
The postman knocked -
Noble old elephant,
Wiped my feet on the mat:
Sign for "Murzilka"! -
Holds out a twig
Shows the cell:
Write small
"Got a squirrel."
Who else is knocking on the door?
These are midges, birds, animals!
Wipe your feet
Dear crumbs!
Come in and sit down!
After all, there are, by the way,
The pigs are very polite.
Everything is not from nutrition, but from education!
Squirrel: I am a very polite squirrel. Do you guys know the polite words? Let's check it out now. Listen and respond in chorus.
Game "Say a word"
Getting out of bed is it really hard to tell mom ... (good morning)
Having met acquaintances in the afternoon, you are not too lazy to tell them ... (good afternoon)
Well, in the evening when we meet, we can say ... .. (good evening)
The boy is polite and developed, speaks when meeting ... (hello)
Leaving when parting goodbye, let's say ... (goodbye)
And let's go to the bed to sleep, then we must tell everyone ... (good night)
If they give you something I need to tell you ... (thanks)
If you have offended anyone in your prank, you must say ... .. (forgive me please)
Squirrel: Well done! Come visit me on the way back!
Captain: Goodbye squirrel! Give up the mooring lines! Let's hit the road! The ocean liner is slowly approaching the Bay of the Merry Frogs.
The second verse of the song “Let the water throws us” sounds (Music - G. Gladkov, lyrics - V. Levin)
Frog: Kva-kva, ours for you. In my kingdom, I have the highest qualification for gaiety.
Reads the poem "The Merry Frog"
The Merry Frog lived in the same river,
Upside down her hut stood, bre-ke-ke!
The hut did not stand, but floated up to the top,
But this did not change Frog's business!
She danced in a green sundress, para-pam!
Sad frogs languished and suffered,
In green pillows, kwa-kwa, they sobbed.
And the sad frogs did not see happiness!
They turned out to be sad old women.
They mutter dejectedly and groan in the distance:
Kva-kva. The rain ached
In the back, in the leg, in the hand ...
And a cheerful old woman, a cheerful Frog,
When he remembers what happened to her, -
Laughs, bre-ke-ke!
She played the accordion with both hands,
She beat the drum with both feet!
The hut was tumbling, the frog was having fun,
She danced in a green sundress, para-pam!
Frog: What do I really like to do?
Of course, dance. Let's Dance.
Frog: Kva-kva, great! I also love to sing! Do you guys love? Then let's play the game "Guess the Song". And the songs will sound to the verses of J. Moritz. For one or two lines to the song, guess which one is in question.
« Many people think they can fly:
« Big horse secret "
"A dog is biting only from the life of a dog"
« Under a sad moo, under a cheerful growl,
"Big secret for a small company"
« The pony has a long bangs made of delicate silk "
Captain: It's time for us to hit the road funny frog. Goodbye. Ahead is the "Cat's Cape".
Sounds 3 verse to the song "Full speed ahead!" (Muz - G. Gladkov, lyrics - A. Aronov).
Cat: Meow-meow, mur-mur-mur! What a surprise! Guests! Wonderful! We have many cats on the cape. What do you know about cats? Probably a little bit of everything? And I am not a simple cat, but a crimson one.
Reads the poem "Crimson Cat"
Martha had a basket in the kitchen,
In which the domestic cat was dozing.
The basket was standing, and the cat was dozing,
Dozing at the bottom, smiling in my sleep.
Marfuta went sleepily to the forester
With a basket where the cat slept on its side.
Martha did not know that the cat was in the basket
Forester, pouring raspberries into a basket,
I got a little distracted with talkative Martha.
The forester did not notice that the cat was in the 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 is in the basket
Giggles softly and smacking dashingly!
The forester brings a frying pan with mushrooms,
Marfuta kindly asks for breakfast.
Above them the cat in the basket giggles -
Eats food for pleasure!
Marfuta ate butter for a year,
And the cat became crimson from the berries.
Crimson beast on crimson paws, -
What a noble raspberry scent!
Marfuta approaches and sees in the basket
The smile of a mustachioed crimson cat.
There is no such thing! ”Marfuta said.
There are such! - the cat said to her
And proudly tied a crimson bow!
Cat: Guys, why did I become crimson? I really like to play.
The game "Cat and Mice" is being held
Oh, respected. Bon Voyage!
Captain: Be healthy, do not get sick, and catch faster 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 "Hardworking old woman"
A lazy cat doesn't catch mice.
A lazy boy does not wash his ears.
A lazy mouse won't dig a hole.
A lazy boy doesn't like cleaning.
A lazy fly doesn't want to fly.
Tell the kindest old woman what to do,
When the old woman started up in the hut:
Lazy cat, lazy mouse
And also a lazy sleepy fly
And with them a lazy boy to boot?
The old woman went hunting - for a cat!
She got used to it and catches mice little by little.
I dug a mink for the mouse under the logs,
She brought a bag of millet and a crust.
Then - for the boy! - having started cleaning
And quickly rinsing my ears for a boy,
The old woman took an interesting book,
Which I read in one gulp - for a boy!
Now - for a lazy, sleepy fly! -
The old woman spread her tender wings
And flew into the distance to see her friend!
Ah, tomorrow the old woman will have to again
For a cat - to grab mice on the hunt,
For a mouse - in a hole under a log to bother.
How would you live in this lazy hut?
Don't be a lazy old woman on earth?
Old lady: I got tired. Now you take the trouble.
Auction ( which poems belong to the pen of J. Moritz, and which are not)
"With glasses and without glasses"
"Pot-bellied teapot"
"Raspberry cat"
"Favorite pony"
" Mustachioed - Striped"
"Confusion"
"Rubber hedgehog"
"Pony"
Game "Say a word"
Pony girls ride, pony boys ride,
Daddy flies with a broom 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 over the ground, it chirps, whistles:
I am mustard, I am lemon! I closed for ... (renovation) "Laughing Confusion"
Leading: Well, good old woman, it's time for us to go! Thanks for the science. Goodbye!
Captain: Dear travelers, the travel time is over. We hope you enjoyed it. After all, Yu. P. Moritz wrote funny and kind poems for those who are able to preserve their childhood in themselves forever, who with pleasure, as we are today, are ready to go on a journey across the sea of books. But which route is up to you. Think, choose, and most importantly read more good books.
Literature:
Moritz Y. P. The dog is biting ... / Artist. Belomlinsky. –M .: RIO "Samovar", 1998.
Moritz Yu. P. Jump - play. / Artist Kalaushina G. - M .: Publishing house. "Kid", 1978.
Moritz Yu. P. A big secret for a small company. // M .: Ed. "Kid", 1987.
Moritz Y. P. Pony. ... / Art. Belomlinsky. –M .: RIO "Samovar", 1998.
Moritz Y. P. Bouquet of cats. / Artist. Zlatogorov G. - M .: Publishing house. Martin, 1997.
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