Poetry evening in kindergarten "In the world of poetry." Senior group

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

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

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

It was not for nothing that Marina Tsvetaeva said:

If the soul was born winged,

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Silence…

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

1 reader

Prayer

Do not leave me in my hour of sorrow,

Don't reject my soul

And on it, as if on tablets,

Write a revelation.

Don't leave me in pitch darkness,

What can I do alone, tell me?

From my sinful soul,

Do not turn away your bright face.

2 reader

I won't call you

I won’t even call out

Because I live

As the soul tells you,

And my soul tells me:

“Throw away your former burdens,

From love and from resentment

Only time heals.”

I won't call you.

The threads are all breaking.

And my way is with your way

They won't intersect.

1 reader

Great wisdom is to wait,

Great happiness - to believe

And feel that again

Hope will open doors.

To hold on when there is no strength,

And, swallowing tears, laugh.

And when you fall, don’t ask.

And believe and not be afraid.

And know firmly and accurately -

Hope will open doors

When will you learn to wait

And it’s sacred to believe in love.

2 reader

Lived on someone else's thoughts,

I carried someone else's pain,

I was waiting for someone else's sweetheart

And she entered a stranger’s house.

Someone else's shadow was following me,

And I admitted to myself,

That this life... was alien,

Even though she seemed like her own.

1 reader

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

I'll be the morning rain

A blossoming branch,

White cherry under the window...

I'll be clean water

At noon I quench my thirst

And meadow grass

Waiting for your arrival.

Do you want me to be a bright light?

And a happy day in fate,

And hope for a miracle -

If only you liked it.

2 reader

The breath of herbs moves the air...

The buzzing of bees takes away sadness,

And silence has a familiar echo

Gives you a break from pain.

And yellow eyelashes to the sun

The first flowers opened,

To give a piece of everything

Your love and warmth.

And happiness every moment

Capable of capturing the heart

And this is the rebirth of the world

Carries within itself the desire to live.

1 reader

Again two candles burn separately,

But there is one halo above them.

A lonely heart is silent -

The flow of words is gone forever...

And there is no need to look for the guilty -

This may be the main law

If you want to rise from the ashes,

There will be no unnecessary obstacles.

And, leaving a stream of reproaches,

It’s unworthy to grumble about fate,

So that everything that life brings us,

Try to accept it as good.

2 reader

Kindness

When fate doesn't go well,

Manage to wake up cloudless,

And, having overcome the pain within myself,

Become kinder and smile.

And again from a feeling of rightness

Your bright world will return to you.

There is no need to regret kindness:

Good is good and will respond.

The floor is given to poetess Larisa Mezhenina.

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

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

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

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

Literary celebration in kindergarten. Senior group

Literary evening dedicated to Agnia Barto

Listen to the poem in the audio recording “The Teddy Bear is an Ignorant” (a fairy tale for young and old)

Leading: Who do you think wrote this poem? Was the little bear obedient?
Children: Agniya Barto. The little bear did not obey his parents.
Leading: And our guys also know the poems of Agnia Barto.

She once spooned
She pulled it off the table
But after playing a little,
I gave it to Andryushka.
He was her favorite
Andryushka Chelnokov,
She gives him gifts
She wore worms.
We are very used to it
And Dunya in a quiet hour,
She repeated in Magpie style:
“I miss you”
But autumn, autumn is coming soon,
A leaf is turning yellow in the garden,
Already left for the city
Volodya is an accordion player.
And we will leave... Autumn
But how can we leave Dunya?
We have her for two terms,
I lived for two months
You don't need a forty
Magpie without a wing?

Marina Kolesnikova
Scenario of the literary evening “Poets for Children” (preparatory group)

Scenario for a literary evening of poetry"poets for children" preparatory group

TASKS:

Deepen and expand knowledge about children's creativity poets.

Cultivate a love for the artistic word.

Preliminary work:

Reading and memorizing poems by A. S. Pushkin, S. Yesenin, K. I. Chukovsky, S. V. Mikhalkov, S. Ya. Marshak, A. L. Barto, E. A. Blaginina, looking at illustrations, drawing favorites plots for these works.

Progress of the event

Presenter: Hello dear friends! Today we have gathered in our literary living room to talk about poetry. What is poetry (children's answers). That's right, poetry is poetry. Who writes poetry? (children's answers). Poets. What are poems - they are works written in rhyme. Today we will get acquainted with children's poets of different years, learn a lot of interesting things about them, read poetry. Oh, guys, do you hear someone rustling? I'll go see who it is.

A cricket appears

Cricket: Hello guys! I am a cricket - the keeper of the most interesting, most ancient books. Now we will go back to the last century, when ladies wore long, fluffy dresses, and gentlemen wore wigs and tailcoats (they show balls of the 18th - 19th centuries on the screen). During these times the great Russian was born and lived poet Alexander Sergeevich Pushkin. He was born on May 26, 1799 in Moscow. He spent a lot of time with his nanny Arina Rodionovna. It was she who instilled in him a love for literature, singing songs, telling fairy tales, legends, sayings and jokes. Many plots and motifs of fairy tales told by her poet used in his work. What works of A. S. Pushkin do you know? (children's answers). And these days people have not forgotten poet, they erect monuments to him, bring flowers, there is a Pushkin Museum, Pushkin streets, his works are studied in schools. And we will read his poems (children read poetry).

Next poet - Sergei Yesenin(portrait on the screen, who was born in 1895 in the Ryazan province into a peasant family. He was an expert in the folk language and the Russian soul. His poetry is imbued with love for the Motherland and Russian nature. He did not write specifically for children, but children liked his poems. And they still read them with pleasure. Let's listen to his poems (children read poetry).

Presenter:

And now I invite you to the dance of those times “polonaise” in order to feel the era in which the great A.S. Pushkin worked.

Dance "Polonaise"

Cricket: Let's continue our journey. And let's meet Korney Ivanovich Chukovsky (portrait on screen).He was born in St. Petersburg. He spent his childhood in Odessa and Nikolaev. I was self-educated and learned English. Chukovsky began to be interested in poetry from an early age, writing poems and even poems. He wrote a lot of works for children. Which ones do you know (children's answers). Let's honor them (children read)

Next poet- Sergey Vladimirovich Mikhalkov (portrait on screen). Born in Moscow into the family of an employee. His father instilled in him a love of Russian literature, he read him a lot of different books, helped him understand their meaning. Mikhalkov fought at the front. During the war he also wrote for children. Poet wrote not only for children, but also for adults, He wrote the anthem of Russia. What works do you know (children read poetry).

Next poet- Samuil Yakovlevich Marshak (portrait on screen) born in Voronezh. I started writing poetry while still in school, then graduated from university and continued writing for children. Marshak understood children and their problems well. He created living, recognizable images of adults and children, animals and birds, and even things that found themselves in different situations that evoked laughter, sympathy, and empathy. What works of Marshak do you know? (children answer). Now let's read his poems.

Presenter: Guys, we've been sitting too long. It's time to get some exercise

Dance "Charging"

Agnia Lvovna Barto (portrait on screen) was born in Moscow in the family of a veterinarian. She received a good home upbringing from her father. Then she studied at the gymnasium where she began to write poetry and at the same time practiced dancing. First, she wrote a cycle of poems for little ones, “Toys.” Then the poems “Roaring Girl” and “Dirty Girl” were written. Barto's poems have been translated into many languages ​​of the world.

Elena Aleksandrovna Blaginina (portrait on screen) born in the Oryol village. At first she studied at a pedagogical institute and wanted to become a teacher, but she realized that she wanted to write poetry and graduated literary institute. The children loved her and loved her poems. Poems about what is near and dear children: about the rain and the rainbow, about the wind and birch trees, about the garden and of course about the children themselves. Let's listen to her poems (children read poetry).

Cricket: Guys! Well done! You have learned and read the poems perfectly. Met famous children's poets. I hope that you will read books, join the library and maybe start writing poetry yourself. And now I would like to give you gifts. Gives gifts.

Publications on the topic:

Scenario for February 23 preparatory group Defender of the Fatherland Day (preparatory group) Progress of the holiday Children enter the hall with balloons, flags, fireworks, and perform exercises.

Children enter the hall with balls in their right hand, to the music, do formation changes and exercises, give the balls to their mothers and stand in a semicircle. 1-Happy holiday.

Scenario of a literary evening dedicated to N. Nosov Goal: Continue to introduce children to the works of Nikolai Nosov. Encourage children to become interested in books and reading. Preliminary work: Listening.

Scenario of a literary evening dedicated to S. V. Mikhalkov “Now we know exactly who he is - Mikhalkov!” Goal: Consolidating children’s knowledge about the work of S. V. Mikhalkov. Tasks: -continue to teach children to recite poems by heart; -develop.

Scenario of the event within the framework of the literary club “Sweet Tale” (senior group) SWEET TALE. Children go to the music room. Presenter: The huge face of the moon looks sternly from heaven to earth. And drowns in silver Into space.

Scenario of a literary evening for older preschoolers “In the world of poetry”

Progress of the event

Literary evening script

“Journey through the fairy tales of A.S. Pushkin”

for older preschoolers

Goal: to create interest in the fairy tales of A.S. Pushkin; create conditions for interaction between teachers, students and their parents.

Tasks: 1. Continue introducing children to the works of A.S. Pushkin;2. In a playful way, repeat and consolidate children’s knowledge about the contentfairy tales by A.S. Pushkin;3.Develop speech, creative thinking, memory;

4. Develop the ability to perform small theatrical productions;5. To cultivate the spiritual and moral qualities of a preschooler through fairy tales, love for Russian writers, and teach to take care of books.

Equipment:

Presentations on Pushkin's fairy tales;-exhibition of books by A.S. Pushkin;-exhibition of children's drawings;-items from fairy tales (mirror, apple, arrow, seine, nuts, etc.);-disc with music by N. Rimsky-Korsakov, M.I. Glinka;-children's musical instruments.

Preliminary work:

View the presentation “Biography of A.S. Pushkin”;
- reading fairy tales by A.S. Pushkin;- examining illustrations and drawing scenes from fairy tales by A.S. Pushkin;- listening to fragments from operas by N.A. Rimsky-Korsakov “The Tale of Tsar Saltan”, M.I. Glinka “Ruslan and Lyudmila”;

Watching the films “The Tale of the Dead Princess and the Seven Knights”, “The Tale of the Fisherman and the Fish”, etc.;

Learning poems, songs, dances, dramatizations.

Progress of the evening:

Images from A.S. Pushkin’s childhood appear on the screen

Educator: ...and do you like fairy tales? (Yes). Do you know who comes up with these fairy tales? It’s clear who they are – storytellers. Listen to what I'm going to tell you guys now. It was a long time ago, 200 years have already passed. A boy, Sasha, was born in Russia. He was smart, curious, black and curly. As a child, he loved to listen to Russian folk tales, which were told to him by his kind old nanny, Arina Rodionovna. When Sashenka grew up and learned to read and write, he began to write beautiful poems and fairy tales. And his fairy tales turned out so good and wonderful that he became a great storyteller in Rus'. Who becomes a wizard in fairy tales? And I was in that country. Yes, my dears, it was like that in the old days...

Today our holiday will be dedicated not to all storytellers, but to the poet A.S. Pushkin.

An image of a portrait of A.S. Pushkin appears on the screen

Child: Today is not an easy day at all, we will talk about Pushkin here,About the poet whose poems we glorify these days.He was a brilliant poet, we remember him for many years.And that’s why now we invite you to a fairy tale.(Music sounds)

On the screen of the video “Lukomorye”, children read poetry to the video.

1 child. There is a green oak near the Lukomorye;Golden chain on the oak tree:

2nd child. And day and night the cat is a scientist,Everything goes round and round in a chain;He goes to the right - the song starts,To the left - he tells a fairy tale.

3 child. There are miracles there: a goblin wanders there,

4child. The mermaid sits on the branches;

5 child. There on unknown pathsTraces of unseen beasts;The hut is there, on chicken legs,It stands without windows, without doors;

6 child. There the forest and valley are full of visions;There the waves will rush in at dawn,The beach is sandy and empty,And thirty beautiful knightsFrom time to time clear waters emerge,And their sea uncle is with them;

7 child. The prince is there in passing,Captivates the formidable king;

8 child. There in the clouds in front of the people,Through the forests, across the seasThe sorcerer carries the hero;

9 child. In the dungeon there the princess is grieving,And the brown wolf probably serves her;

10 child. There is a stupa with Baba Yaga,She walks and wanders by herself,

11 child. There, Tsar Koschey is wasting away over gold;

In chorus. There's a Russian spirit... it smells like Russia!

Educator: Now an excerpt from A.S. Pushkin’s poem “Ruslan and Lyudmila” was read. But he wrote not only poems, but also poems. Most of all I liked to write about the seasons. Children read poems: “It’s not for nothing that winter is angry...”, “The sky was breathing in autumn...”, “Frost and sun, a wonderful day...” and others.

Meowing is heard behind the door. Educator: I think someone is meowing. Admit it, who brought the cat?A cat appears from behind the door accompanied by music.

Educator: How did you get here?

Cat: Hello my friends!The scientist cat is me.I'm friends with fairy talesYou are welcome to visit!I am a scientist cat, a magical cat,I live in a fairyland.And everyone here recognizes meAnd everyone here is known to me.By the way, I can sneak anywhere.Here is my magic book.I open the magic book,I find myself in a fairy tale with you...

Screensaver "Pushkin's Tales"

Cat: But first, for the sake of order,I'll tell you riddles.Agree without fear!Let's remember Pushkin's fairy tales,And heroes, and names.Are you ready? Attention!

Mystery: He lived in a dugout for 33 years,

And I went fishing in any weather.

Yes, his old wife openly scolded him

For a broken, worthless trough.

Call me quickly with a smile!

This is a fairy tale about... (a fisherman and a fish)

The page “turns” on the screen and the title of the fairy tale opens,
(further also after each riddle)

Educator: (Staging of an excerpt from “The Tale of the Fisherman and the Fish,” dialogue between the old man and the fish)

Here is the blue sea, here is the seashore.The old man will go out to the sea, he will cast a net,He will catch someone and ask for something.

First presenter :

An old man lived with his old woman

By the bluest sea.

They lived in a dilapidated dugout.

The old man was catching fish with a net,

The old woman was spinning yarn for him.

An old man appears, sits down in front of the net and sorts it out. The old woman kneels in front of the washtub and washes.

Old woman: (throws away the rag)

You fool, you simpleton!

The simpleton begged for a trough, a hut!

Turn back, bow to the fish:

I don't want to be a black peasant girl,

I want to be a pillar noblewoman!

Second presenter:

So the old man went to the blue sea

He sees that the sea is playing up a little.

He began to click on the goldfish.

The song of the sea sounds. Girls run out - waves and goldfish. Performing dance improvisation

Gold fish:

What do you need, old man?

Old man:

Have mercy, lady fish!

The old woman became more foolish than ever,

The old man gives me no peace:

She doesn't want to be a peasant

She wants to be a high-ranking noblewoman.

Gold fish:

Don't be sad, go with God!

Old woman:

Why are you sitting sad?

Don't you amuse the lady?

Come on, start singing a song

Quick dance start!

Dance "Russian side"

Girl - storyteller, looking out of the window

And it all ended in the same trough,But not new, but old, broken.

Cat: (addresses the children): And now you are the waves from “The Tale of the Fisherman and the Fish.” We will try to revive our waves. Show how they move.

Game "The Sea Is Troubled" (musical accompaniment)

Cat: And here is the next riddle:A little danger is visible.

Faithful watchman as if from a dream

Will move, perk up,

Turns to the other side

And shouts: “Kiri - ku - ku!

Reign lying on your side!("The Tale of the Golden Cockerel")

Game “Where the cockerel is looking” Children follow the teacher’s commands: left, right, etc.

Cat :

Guys, tell me, what fairy tale is this item from?(mirror) (The cat takes the mirror) "The Tale of the Dead Princess and the Seven Knights" - What did the queen do when the mirror told her that she was not the cutest of all?

Game: “Repeat after me” Shows movements, children along with him. And the queen laughs,And shrug your shouldersAnd wink your eyes,And click your fingers,And spin around, arms akimbo,Looking proudly in the mirror.

Cat:

Mystery:

The stars shine in the blue sky.The waves are lashing in the blue sea.At the shores of Okiyanthe kingdom of the glorious... Saltan!

Educator: Now we will watch a dramatization of an excerpt from this fairy tale.(Staging of an excerpt from “The Tale of Tsar Saltan...”)

Girl - storyteller, looking out of the window

In this fairy tale the girls

They dreamed of becoming queens.

Look what happened

It actually worked.

Storyteller:

Three maidens by the window,
We spun late in the evening.

1 girl:

“If only I were a queen,”
Storyteller : One girl says, -
1 girl:

Then for the whole baptized world
I would prepare a feast."
2 girl : “If only I were a queen,”
Storyteller : Her sister says, -
2 girl :Then there would be one for the whole world
I wove fabrics.”
3rd girl: “If only I were a queen,”
Storyteller : The third sister said, -
3 girl : I would for the father-king,
She gave birth to a hero."

Storyteller: I just managed to say,
The door quietly creaked,
And the king enters the room,
The sides of that sovereign.
During the entire conversation
He stood behind the fence;
Speech last on everything
He fell in love with it.

Tsar: “Hello, red maiden,”

Storyteller: He says, “be a queen,
And give birth to a hero
I'm at the end of September.
You, my dear sisters,
Get out of the bright room,
Follow me
Following me and my sister:
Be one of you a weaver,
And the other one is the cook.”

Girl - storyteller looking out of the window

But greed, guys, does not lead to good.
And the fairy tale will show how life will punish them.

Cat: Tell me, which fairy-tale hero from Pushkin is the owner of a wonderful beard, in which “strength lurks”? (Chernomor)

Riddle: It’s a miracle here on Lukomorye

The sea will swell violently,

Will spill in a noisy run

And they will find themselves on the shore

In scales, like the heat of grief... (33 heroes)

Dance "Russian heroes"

Cat: Well done! Thank you, you were real artists. But I have another task for you. Answer my questions about Pushkin's fairy tales.

Cat: 1. How long did the old man live with his old woman? (thirty years and three years).

2. Who and from which fairy tale says the following words: “Light, my little mirror, tell me and report the whole truth. Am I the sweetest, the most rosy and the whitest in the world?” (the queen from the fairy tale “The Tale of the Dead Princess and the Seven Knights”).

3. Tsarevich Guidon in the fairy tale turns into insects 3 times. Name them! (mosquito, fly, bumblebee).

4. In what fairy tale did the old woman throw an apple to the princess? (“The Tale of the Princess and the Seven Knights”).

5. The fish is not simple, its scales sparkle. Swims, dives, fulfills wishes. ("Gold fish")

6. In which fairy tale is there a magical squirrel? ("The Tale of Tsar Saltan…")

7. In which fairy tale is a cockerel standing guard? ("The Tale of the Golden Cockerel")

Cat: Now I know for sure that you know and love the fairy tales of A.S. Pushkin. It’s time for me to say goodbye to you and go to A.S. Pushkin’s favorite poem “Ruslan and Lyudmila”.The cat leaves. Educator: Our journey is over. Did you like it?Child : This is Pushkin. It's a miracle. It's a delight without end.There will always be voices from these fairy tales in our lives.How many fairy tales does the poet have? There are not many and not few,
But everything about Pushkin is our eternal beginning.

Educator: Let's lay flowers at the portrait of the great poet and sing the song “Kindness” in memory of him.