A fairy tale for preschoolers and primary schoolchildren about the seasons

A fairy tale for preschoolers and primary schoolchildren about the seasons

Fairy tale for children 5-8 years old “Seasons”
Author: Ksyusha Ershova, pupil of GBDOU No. 43, Kolpino St. Petersburg Leader: Efimova Alla Ivanovna, teacher of GBDOU No. 43, Kolpino St. Petersburg

Description of material: This fairy tale is written for children of different ages. This tale tells about the seasons that were very friendly. The material can be used in kindergarten, in extracurricular reading lessons at school and for reading in the family circle. Goal: Formation of ideas about the seasons in children through the content of a fairy tale. Objectives: - instill interest in the world around us, in changes in nature; - cultivate goodwill, interest in the world around us, in nature, in reading fairy tales.

Once upon a time there were four sisters: Winter, Spring, Summer and Autumn. Each of them had three sons. One day Winter decided to go visit her sister Vesna. She went out into the street with her eldest son, December, and outside there was snow, apparently - invisibly, a blizzard was sweeping all around. They returned home. Winter waited a little and, taking her middle son, January, went again to visit Spring. They went outside, and there was snow and biting frost. Winter decided to return home again. So she waited a little longer and went out again into the street with her youngest son, February. And outside the sun is shining, the snow is warming up. Winter went on and on, and Spring came. Their children, February and March, walked a little on the street, and as soon as the snow began to melt in the sun, Winter went with her son back to her home. Vesna got bored and decided to go visit Summer. She took her middle son with her. His name was April. They decided to go through the forest by summer. They see the first flowers breaking through the melting snow in the forest. What kind of flowers do you think these are? - Of course, snowdrops!!!

Then Vesna decided to return home and take her youngest son with her to visit Summer. His name was May. He loved flowers very much. So May went outside, and there the sun was shining, the grass was turning green, and yellow flowers were popping up everywhere. Can you guess what they are called? - Coltsfoot.

It was so pleasant for Spring and May to walk along the flowery streets that they didn’t even notice how they had already reached Summer. Meanwhile, Summer went out with her son for a walk. The son's name was June. Spring and Summer were so happy to meet each other that they decided to have a little fun. They called clouds, thunder and lightning into the sky. They rattled, sparkled, rained, and Spring remembered that it was time for her and her son to go home. Summer felt refreshed in the rain, and decided to take a little walk around our native expanses. Summer took his middle son outside. His name was July. They went outside, and it was hot there, everyone was sunbathing and swimming. Summer warmed up with her son and wanted to go visit Autumn. It took its youngest son with it. His name was August. They went out into the street and saw that no one was bathing anymore, everyone was collecting crops: cucumbers, tomatoes, apples.

It was so interesting for Summer and August to watch this that before they had time to look back, they came to visit Autumn. Autumn was delighted and said: “Now I will introduce you to my eldest son, his name is September.” He can draw very beautifully. As soon as September went outside, he painted the leaves on the trees yellow, orange and red.

The sun was shining and it became very beautiful outside. “It’s good to be your guest,” says Summer. - Yes, but it’s time for us to return home. As soon as Summer went home with her son, Autumn became bored. She called her middle son for a walk. His name was October. October went out into the street, saw that he had not met Summer again, but how he would cry like autumn rain, how the cold wind would blow. That all the leaves have fallen from the trees.

Meanwhile, Autumn decided to take her youngest son and go visit Winter. So the youngest son November went out into the street, he saw the wind and rain and decided to freeze the streets and add snow. Meanwhile, Autumn and November came to visit Winter. So they walk along the streets. First Winter, then Spring, then Summer, and then Autumn. They take turns walking, each at their own time, telling us about themselves and showing themselves off. That's why they are called seasons!!! This is the end of the fairy tale, and whoever read and listened - Well done!!! YEAR. At any time of the year, the weather is pleasant! Every month is so good, They are different from each other. Three dozen wonderful days, Gives a month without a trace. Looks like a ball all year round. How could it be otherwise? Slowly walks around the circle. He has been a loyal friend for months. (Author of poems: Tatyana Nikolaevna Dvoretskaya, teacher, Moscow)

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The four seasons are very unusual seasons that are considered special. In spring, the region of real natural elements awakens, in summer everything is fragrant, the exquisite autumn season inspires, and winter frost pacifies. Natural states at any time of the year are unusually attractive, like a heroine from a fairy tale who tries on different outfits on herself.

No matter what happens outside, no matter what the weather is today, maybe chilly, slushy or sultry, it will always convey the emotions and colors of its season. You can always look out the window with a positive attitude, despite the rain or falling damp snow, you can be joyful and treat with love and gratitude the right that nature gives us, alternating with the seasons.

Manifestation of spring

In the first steps of spring, nature begins to awaken from its long winter sleep. Every day it becomes warmer, the leaves open, and everything begins to turn green, and in the thicket of the forest it is already possible to see animals and distinguish the playful singing of birds. The snowball is getting smaller and smaller, but it’s still quite cloudy.

The main sign of the arrival of real spring is the appearance of the first spring flowers. The weather is warmer, the days are sunny, and drizzling rain waters the budding trees. The time of early May thunderstorms is approaching, which tell us that a joyful summer has arrived.

Wonderful summer

Summer fields and plains look like a fragrant tablecloth of plants, and forests play with riotous colors. There is a summer mood all around. The heat and sultry sun make everyone look for shade. Only the coolness of the summer rain will allow you to see the true beauty of nature - the rainbow. Already at the end of summer, the leaves begin to turn yellow, which tells us about the coming autumn.

Autumn frowns

Autumn is considered a stormy time, and many people do not want to get out of the house so as not to get wet in the pouring rain. At this time the weather is very changeable. One day the warm sun makes you happy, and after a short time impenetrable clouds appear in the sky. Rain.

Harsh winter

Winter is considered by many to be the real snow queen. She brings a lot of joy with her snow-white blanket. There are strict rules of winter that are important not to forget about. Gloomy short days give way to long cold nights. All nature is in deep winter hibernation.

But don’t forget that every season is beautiful and amazing!

Plan

1. What's good about winter?
2. Winter forest.
3. Winter has firmly established itself.

Winter has come. It is good in its own way, although many people do not like frosts and snowstorms. But you can ski, play hockey and sculpt a funny snowman with a red carrot for a nose.

It is best to visit the winter forest. What does a winter forest smell like? It smells like clean and fresh snow.

Snow... Snow... Snow... The forest became silent. Old stumps were hidden under caps of snow, and entire snowdrifts formed on the spruce trees. Sometimes they fall down, and then the green branches straighten with a slight sigh. The snow cover shimmers in the sun like a scattering of diamonds. Red rowan berries are especially beautiful on a white background.

Winter has firmly established itself in the forest: you won’t drive it out until spring comes.

Plan

1. Waiting for the first snow.
2. Description of the first snow.
3. Great!

It was a cloudy November day. Everything around froze in some kind of anticipation. And by evening, finally, the weather gave us a gift!

Far above the ground, in a snowy, still small cloud, snowflakes were born and smoothly flew to the ground in a white flock. People hurried home from work and rejoiced at the first snow. The snow, like swan fluff, swirled in the air and slowly covered the ground with a snow-white blanket.

But then the snow began to fall in flakes... Winter solemnly came into its own. Great! Now the children will ski and sled.

Plan

1. The buds on the trees have swelled.
2. The garden has bloomed.
3. Beautiful garden in bloom!

It was the beginning of May. The days were sunny and warm. The buds on the trees had long since swelled, but there were still no flowers. Every morning I looked at the fruit trees in our garden near the school. I wanted to see the first flowers on them as soon as possible.

And then this joyful morning came. I went out into the garden and didn’t recognize him. All the apple trees were strewn with white and pale pink flowers. Bees were circling above them. I touched the petals with my hand. They were so beautiful!

A blooming apple orchard is an amazing sight!

Plan

1. Colors of the September forest.
2. The color of the October forest.
3. The gloom of November.

Autumn amazes with its variety of colors.

The main color of the September forest is green. Above his head is a hat of green leaves mixed with yellow. Underfoot is a carpet of dark green moss. There are silver threads of cobwebs on the trees.

The color of the October forest is red-yellow. The leaves are incredibly beautiful - all shades of red and yellow: pomegranate, red, gold, amber. Gradually, the forest thins out, the branches become bare, and the ground under the trees becomes covered with a carpet of colorful leaves. It was about this time that A.S. Pushkin wrote:

It's a sad time! charm of the eyes! Your farewell beauty is pleasant to me - I love the lush decay of nature, the forests dressed in crimson and gold...

The November forest is gloomy, bare, orphaned, silent. Underfoot are faded dried leaves. The last rays of the inhospitable sun illuminate the forest preparing for winter.

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