Grandma is resting
Vasily Sukhomlinsky
Little Galinka came home from school. She opened the door and wanted to say something cheerfully to her mother. But mom threatened Galinka with her finger and whispered:
- Quiet, Galinka, grandma is resting. I didn’t sleep the whole night, my heart hurt.
Galinka quietly walked up to the table and put down her briefcase. I had lunch and sat down to study homework. He reads the book quietly, to himself, so as not to wake up his grandmother.
The door opened and Olya, Galinka’s friend, came. She said loudly:
- Galinka, listen...
Galinka shook her finger at her, like a mother, and whispered:
- Quiet, Olya, grandma is resting. She didn’t sleep the whole night, her heart ached.
The girls sat down at the table and looked at the drawings.
And two tears rolled out from grandma’s closed eyes.
When the grandmother stood up, Galinka asked:
- Grandma, why did you cry in your sleep?
Grandmother smiled and kissed Galinka. Joy shone in her eyes.
Big birch
N. M. Artyukhova
Mom stood in the kitchen with a towel on her shoulder, drying the last cup. Suddenly Gleb’s frightened face appeared at the window.
- Aunt Zina! Aunt Zina! - he shouted. - Your Alyoshka has gone crazy!
- Zinaida Lvovna! — Volodya looked out the other window. - Your Alyoshka climbed a big birch tree!
- After all, he can break loose! - Gleb continued in a tearful voice. - And it will break...
The cup slipped out of my mother’s hands and fell to the floor with a clatter.
- Shattered! - Gleb finished, looking with horror at the white shards.
Mom ran out onto the terrace and went to the gate:
- Where is he?
- Yes, here, on the birch tree!
Mom looked at the white trunk, at the place where it split in two. Alyosha was not there.
- Stupid jokes, guys! - she said and walked towards the house.
- No, we’re telling the truth! - Gleb shouted. - He is there, at the very top! Where the branches are!
Mom finally understood where to look. She saw Alyosha. She measured with her eyes the distance from its branch to the ground, and her face became almost as white as this smooth birch trunk.
- Crazy! - Gleb repeated.
- Shut up! - Mom said quietly and very sternly. - Both of you go home and sit there.
She approached the tree.
“Well, Alyosha,” she said, “are you doing well?”
Alyosha was surprised that his mother was not angry and spoke in such a calm, gentle voice.
“It’s good here,” he said. “But I’m very hot, mommy.”
“It’s nothing,” said mom, “sit down, rest a little and start going down.” Just don't rush. Little by little... Have you rested? - she asked after a minute.
- I rested.
- Well then, come down.
Alyosha, holding onto a branch, was looking for somewhere to put his foot. At this time, an unfamiliar fat summer resident appeared on the path. He heard voices, looked up and shouted fearfully and angrily:
“Where have you gone, you worthless boy!” Get down now!
Alyosha shuddered and, without calculating the movement, put his foot on a dry twig. The twig crunched and rustled down to my mother's feet.
“Not like that,” said mom. — Stand on the next branch.
Then she turned to the summer resident:
- Don't worry, please, he can climb trees very well. He's great for me!
The small, light figure of Alyosha slowly descended. It was easier to climb up. Alyosha is tired. But his mother stood below, giving him advice, speaking kind, encouraging words. The earth was getting closer and shrinking. Now neither the field beyond the ravine nor the factory chimney is visible. Alyosha reached the fork.
“Take a break,” said mom. - Well done! Well, now put your foot on this branch... No, not there, that one is dry, here, to the right... Well, well, don’t rush.
The ground was very close. Alyosha hung in his arms, stretched out and jumped onto the high stump from which he began his journey.
The fat, unfamiliar summer resident grinned, shook his head and said:
- Oh well! You will be a parachutist!
And mom grabbed her thin, tanned, scratched legs and shouted:
- Alyoshka, promise me that you will never, never climb so high again!
She quickly walked towards the house. Volodya and Gleb were standing on the terrace. Mom ran past them, through the garden, to the ravine. She sat down in the grass and covered her face with a scarf. Alyosha followed her, embarrassed and confused. He sat down next to her on the slope of a ravine, took her hands, stroked her hair and said:
- Well, mommy, well, calm down... I won’t be so high! Well, calm down!
It was the first time he saw his mother cry.
- Well, look what kind of guest we have! - Dad called me loudly, when I was still fumbling with sandals in the corridor, having come from the street.
For 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11 grades
The most precious thing we have is our family. She may be far from ideal, because she is not chosen, but still be our most valuable treasure.
So, parts of my treasure were mom and dad, as well as little Martin, our hamster. But recently our family has added one more person - my younger brother Simon. I always approach him with amazement and wild interest and we play for several hours, not noticing the time.
My mother works as a teacher, she loves children very much. The class is always crazy about her. Mom knows how to lure children into even the most boring lesson, she can joke and laugh with everyone, but at the same time she always keeps discipline under control. Looking at her, I can get along with Simon without any problems and understand without words why he is capricious.
Dad works as a builder and constructs huge buildings that take your breath away. I once visited him at a construction site. Then they put on a protective helmet and vest for my safety. I asked to go to the very top of the building and then I froze in amazement when I saw the beautiful view of our city from above. When I grow up, I want to be like my dad. He always supports us and protects us from problems, and also pampers us with treats, although his mother sometimes forbids him to do this.
From birth, Simon was restless and required constant supervision, and I helped my mother with this. Once he almost squeezed Martin in his hands when he wanted to play with him. It's good that I saw it in time. Now he has grown a little and it has become much more interesting for me to spend time with him playing with cars and construction sets.
A word about Martin, he appeared with us shortly before Simon. You should see how he runs around the house in a special ball for hamsters, sometimes we don’t have time to keep an eye on him. When he sleeps, he looks like a little fluffy ball.
Our family has an unspoken rule - we spend every Sunday together. This could be a walk somewhere around the city, or vice versa - outside the city, it could be a trip to the cinema together, or home gatherings with treats and board games. Also, the support of each family member in difficult times is obvious. Together we experience moments of joy and sadness for each of us.
But things are not always so rosy. Sometimes quarrels run between us, which are resolved only by good and sincere conversations, and then by the strongest hugs.
During this time, we learned not only to resolve conflicts, but also became closer to each other. We can talk about anything and will always stand up for each other. After all, family is the most expensive treasure that cannot be bought for any money in the world.
All good people are one family
Vasily Sukhomlinsky
In the second grade there was a drawing lesson. The children drew a swallow.
Suddenly someone knocked on the door. The teacher opened the door and saw a tear-stained woman - the mother of little white-haired, blue-eyed Natasha.
“I ask you,” the mother turned to the teacher, “to let Natasha go.” Grandmother died.
The teacher walked up to the table and said quietly:
- Children, great grief has come. Natasha's grandmother died. Natasha turned pale. Her eyes filled with tears. She leaned on her desk and cried quietly.
- Go home, Natasha. Mom came for you.
– While the girl was getting ready to go home, the teacher said:
“We won’t have lessons today either.” After all, there is great grief in our family.
– This is in Natasha’s family? – asked Kolya.
“No, in our human family,” the teacher explained. - All good people are one family. And if someone in our family died, we were orphaned.
Family and preschooler
A child develops most harmoniously in a full-fledged family, where a friendly atmosphere reigns. For a baby, dad and mom are the first adults from the immediate environment whom he will rely on for many years.
In raising preschoolers, it is important to emphasize the role of the family. Children are instilled with a caring and respectful attitude towards relatives.
Works can be about an individual relative or about the family as a whole. As a rule, the main character is a child who lives in a family. All events unfold around him.
Birthday lunch
Vasily Sukhomlinsky
Nina has a large family: mother, father, two brothers, two sisters, grandmother.
Nina is the smallest: she is nine years old. Grandmother is the eldest; she is eighty-two years old.
When the family is having dinner, grandma's hand trembles. Everyone is used to it and tries not to notice.
If someone looks at grandma’s hand and thinks: why is it trembling? – her hand trembles even more. The grandmother is carrying a spoon - the spoon is shaking, droplets are dripping onto the table.
Nina's birthday is coming soon. Mother said that there would be lunch on her name day. She and her grandmother will bake a big sweet pie. Let Nina invite her friends.
Guests arrived. Mom sets the table with a white tablecloth. Nina thought: Grandma will sit down at the table, and her hand will tremble. Your friends will laugh and tell everyone at school.
Nina said quietly to her mother:
- Mom, don’t let grandma sit at the table today...
- Why? - Mom was surprised.
- Her hand is shaking... It’s dripping on the table...
Mom turned pale. Without saying a word, she took the white tablecloth off the table and hid it in the closet.
Mom sat silently for a long time, then said:
- Our grandmother is sick today. There will be no birthday dinner.
Happy birthday to you, Nina. My wish for you: be a real person.
How Vasilko was born
Vasily Sukhomlinsky
- Children, today is the birthday of your friend Vasilka. Today you, Vasilko, turn eight years old. Congratulations on your birthday. I’ll tell you, children, how Vasilko was born.
Vasilko was not yet in the world, his father worked as a tractor driver, and his mother worked in the silkworm production department.
The tractor driver's young wife was preparing to become a mother. In the evening, the young husband got ready to take his wife to the maternity hospital tomorrow.
At night a snowstorm broke out, a lot of snow fell, and the roads were covered with snowdrifts. The car could not move, and there was no way to postpone the trip, the young woman felt: a child would soon be born. The husband left to get the tractor, and at this time his wife began to experience terrible pain.
The husband adapted a large sled to the tractor, laid his wife on it, left the house, and it was seven kilometers to the maternity hospital. The snowstorm does not stop, the steppe is covered with a white veil, the wife is moaning, the tractor is barely making its way through the snowdrifts.
Halfway there it became impossible to go further, the tractor sank in the snowdrifts, and the engine stalled. A young husband approached his wife, lifted her from the sleigh, wrapped her in a blanket and carried her in his arms, with incredible difficulty getting out of one snowdrift and plunging into another.
The snowstorm raged, the snow blinded his eyes, the husband was sweating, his heart was beating out of his chest; it seemed that one more step and he would no longer have the strength, but at the same time it was clear to the man that if he stopped for even a minute, he would die.
After a few tens of meters, he stopped for a moment, took off his coat, remaining in a padded jacket.
The wife was moaning in his arms, the wind was howling in the steppe, and the husband in these moments was not thinking about anything except the small living creature that was about to be born and for which he, the young tractor driver Stepan, is responsible to his wife, to his father and mother, to his grandfather and my grandmother, before the entire human race, before my conscience.
The young father walked four terrible kilometers for several hours; He knocked on the door of the maternity hospital in the evening; knocked, handed his wife wrapped in a blanket into the hands of the nurses and fell unconscious. When they unrolled the blanket, the amazed doctors could not believe their eyes: next to his wife lay a child - alive, strong. He had just been born, the mother began to feed her son right there in the corridor, and the doctors surrounded the bed in which the father lay.
For ten days Stepan was between life and death.
Doctors saved his life.
This is how Vasilko was born.
Progress of the lesson:
- Guys, look at the picture I brought you today.
(place the picture on the stand)
-What will you call this picture? painting " Family "
.Why?
-Do you like to solve riddles?
-Now, I will ask you riddles, and you must guess who we are talking about.
tell a fairy tale at night .
-What can your grandmother do? (children’s answers, the teacher seeks complete answers)
Grandfather: He wears glasses, reads a lot of books, knows a lot of fascinating stories. He helps his grandmother: he goes to the store and the market, receives a pension and does not harm his grandchildren.
-What is your grandfather like?
Mom: They call her the very first, most beautiful word on earth. This is the most dear person to you.
-Who is this riddle about? (about mom)
-What kind words do you call your mother? (mom, mommy, mummy)
-And in the old days, mother was affectionately called mother. (repetition by children)
-And the last riddle.
Dad: He is strict, attentive, spends all his free time with you: he takes you to the circus, during vacation he takes the whole family out into nature .
- That's right, what can dad do? (cut down trees, play football, etc.)
-What is your dad like? (strong, brave, courageous)
- Guys, do you know what people close to you call? (if children have difficulty, the teacher helps them)
- That's right, they are called relatives or relatives.
-Tell me, who are brother and sister? (relatives)
-What about your cousin? (relative)
-And auntie is daddy’s sister, who do you want? (relative)
-And uncle is daddy’s brother? (relative)
Physical exercise: (finger gymnastics: children bend their fingers into fists)
This finger is grandpa
This finger is grandma
This finger is daddy
This finger is mommy
Together, a friendly family (children bend and unbend their fists)
-Today for class , I asked you to bring a photo of your family . I also brought a photo of my family and I want to tell you about it
Teacher's story "My family "
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story according to plan:
1. How many people are in the family ? (name them)
2. Tell us about each of them : where he works, studies, what he likes to do in his free time.
3. What does your family when they get together?
4. Why and why do you love your family ?
- Guys, did you like my story ? Why?
-Who has questions for me? (answers children's questions)
-And now, you yourself will write a story about your family . (2-3 answers)
(Then the children quietly tell stories to each other )
Didactic game “Who owns what”
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-Do you guys know sayings about family ? (if they know, then name and explain)
-Listen to another saying.
Your family is your most faithful friends.
-Explain how you understand it. (Children's answers)
Summary of the lesson .
( stories are recorded to decorate the corner.)
Photo materials for the project “My Family ”
Entertainment script for the Day of Family, Love and Fidelity “My Family” My Family Entertainment for the Day of Family, Love and Fidelity. Goal: To instill in children love for their family and their relatives, respect for.
Summary of the lesson in the preparatory group “My family, the pedigree of my family” Topic “My family, the pedigree of my family” (preparatory group). Goal: fostering love and respect for family and friends, knowledge of one’s own.
"My cheerful family." Final open lesson for parents dedicated to International Family Day Progress of the final open lesson in the first junior group The lesson “My cheerful family” is dedicated to International Family Day. Musical director.
Summary of a lesson on speech development in the middle group “Composing stories using mnemonic tables” Goal: to teach children to compose a coherent story Program objectives: 1) Develop the ability to compose short stories using a mnemonic table, using.
Open lesson on speech development in the second junior group “Writing stories about toys” Objectives: To teach children to carefully examine objects, highlighting their signs, qualities and actions; learn to describe an object, write a short one.
Children's compilation of creative stories based on the plot picture "Saving the Ball" Children's compilation of creative stories based on the plot picture "Saving the Ball" Literature used: T. A. Sidorchuk, S. V. Lelyukh "Composition.
Master class for parents “Composing descriptive stories and riddles” “Composing descriptive stories and riddles” master class for parents A riddle is a metaphorical expression in which one object is depicted.
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Who is taking whom home?
Vasily Sukhomlinsky
There are two five-year-old boys in kindergarten - Vasilko and Tolya. Their mothers work on a cattle farm. At six o'clock in the evening they go to the kindergarten to pick up the children.
Mom dresses Vasilka, takes him by the hand, leads him along and says:
- Let's go home, Vasilko.
And Tolya dresses himself, takes his mother’s hand, leads her along and says:
- Let's go home, mom. The road was covered with snow. There is only a narrow path in the snow. Vasilko’s mother walks through the snow, and her son walks along the path. After all, she is taking Vasilko home.
Tolya walks through the snow, and mom walks along the path. After all, Tolya is taking his mother home.
Twelve years have passed. Vasilko and Tolya became strong, slender, handsome young men.
In winter, when the roads were covered with deep snow, Vasilka’s mother became seriously ill.
On the same day, Tolya’s mother also fell ill.
The doctor lived in a neighboring village, five kilometers away.
Vasilko went outside, looked at the snow and said:
- Is it possible to walk in such snow? – He stood for a while and returned to the house.
And Tolya walked through the deep snow to a neighboring village and returned with a doctor.
Seventh daughter
Vasily Sukhomlinsky
Mother had seven daughters. One day a mother went to visit her son, but the son lived far, far away. Mother returned home a month later.
When she entered the hut, the daughters, one after another, began to say how much they missed their Mother.
“I missed you like a poppy misses a ray of sunshine,” said the first daughter.
“I was waiting for you, like dry earth waiting for a drop of water,” said the second daughter.
“I cried for you like a little chick cries for a bird...” cooed the third daughter.
“It was difficult for me without you, like a bee without a flower,” said the fourth daughter, caressing her mother and looking into her eyes.
“I dreamed of you like a rose dreams of a drop of dew,” chirped the fifth daughter.
“I looked out for you like a nightingale looks out for a cherry orchard,” whispered the sixth daughter.
But the seventh daughter said nothing, although she had a lot to say. She took off Mother’s shoes and brought her water in a large basin to wash her feet.
The Tale of the Goose
Vasily Sukhomlinsky
On a hot summer day, a goose took her little yellow geese for a walk. She showed the children the big world. This world was green and joyful - a huge meadow spread out in front of the goslings. The goose taught the children to pluck the tender stems of young grass. The stems were sweet, the sun was warm and gentle, the grass was soft, the world was green and singing with many voices of bugs, butterflies, and moths. The goslings were happy.
Suddenly dark clouds appeared and the first drops of rain fell to the ground. And then large hailstones, like sparrow eggs, began to fall. The goslings ran to their mother, she raised her wings and covered her children with them. It was warm and cozy under the wings, the goslings heard as if from somewhere far away came the roar of thunder, the howl of the wind and the sound of hailstones. They even began to have fun: something terrible was happening behind their mother’s wings, and they were warm and comfortable.
Then everything calmed down. The goslings wanted to quickly go to the green meadow, but the mother did not raise her wings. The goslings squealed demandingly: let us out, mom.
The mother quietly raised her wings. The goslings ran out onto the grass. They saw that the mother’s wings were wounded and many feathers were torn out. The mother was breathing heavily. But the world around was so joyful, the sun shone so brightly and tenderly, the bugs, bees, and bumblebees sang so beautifully that for some reason it never occurred to the goslings to ask: “Mom, what’s wrong with you?” And when one, the smallest and weakest gosling came up to his mother and asked: “Why are your wings wounded?” - She answered quietly: “Everything is fine, my son.”
The yellow goslings scattered on the grass, and the mother was happy.
Lesson "My Family". Compiling stories from family photographs
Galina Panina
Lesson "My Family". Compiling stories from family photographs
Lesson “MY FAMILY ”
TOPIC: Compiling a descriptive story based on the photograph “My Family ”
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GOAL: To teach children to compose a story according to the teacher’s plan. Develop the ability to vividly, coherently, consistently describe incidents from the life of your family . Learn to form words using diminutive suffixes and select related words.
EQUIPMENT: painting “ Family ”
, family
photographs of children , didactic game “Who owns what”
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Everyone has their own happiness
Tamara Lombina
Fedka has long dreamed of a bicycle. He even dreamed about it: red, with a shiny steering wheel and a bell. You drive, and the meter clicks, clicks! – counts how many kilometers you have clocked up.
And yesterday he simply couldn’t believe his eyes: they bought a bicycle for the son of farmer Avdeev Vaska. Exactly the one Fedka dreamed of! If only it had been a different color or something...
Fedka never seemed to be envious, but here he even cried into his pillow, he was so sorry for his dream. He didn’t pester his mother with questions about when they would buy him a bike too - he knows that his parents don’t have money.
And now Vaska rushed past his yard... Fedka was watering the holes with cucumbers and quietly swallowing his tears.
As always, on time, Uncle Ivan burst into the yard with noise, laughter and such a familiar cough. Unlucky, that's what his relatives called him. He graduated from some very smart institute and came to his native village. There is no work for his head here and there won’t be, and the guy didn’t want any other job; he got a job tending the horses of the Avdeevs.
It’s amazing how he always manages to understand that Fedka is in trouble.
“Fedul, did he pout his lips,” his uncle asked, looking slyly into his eyes, “did he burn his caftan?”
But then Vaska rushed past the yard, calling like crazy. Uncle Ivan looked at Fedka knowingly.
“Will you go with me at night tonight?” – he suddenly suggested.
- Can? Will mom let you in?
“Yes, we’ll persuade the two of us,” assured the cheerful guy.
How wonderful this uncle Ivan is!
In the evening he arrived on a white Orlik, and Ognivko, a young red horse with thin legs, a fiery mane, and huge and cunning eyes, ran next to Orlik. Fedka himself doesn’t remember how he sat down on Ognivka. Under the envious glances of the boys, they drove through the entire village, and then rode through the meadow through the clouds. Yes, yes, Uncle Ivan said that clouds come down to their Silver Log at night to sleep until the morning. It’s so great to ride through the cloud, completely surrendering to Ognivok’s instincts. And then, right on horseback, they rode into a river as warm as fresh milk. Ognivko turned out to be so smart, they played so well with him in the water! Fedka was hiding behind other horses, and he found him and managed to grab him by the ear with soft lips...
Already exhausted, Fedka climbed ashore. Ognivko was still running around with the foals, playing, and then he came and lay down next to Fedka. Uncle Ivan cooked fish soup. When only he manages to do everything. When did he manage to catch the fish?
Fedka lay down on his back and... closed his eyes - the sky was looking at him with all the stars. The fire smelled deliciously of smoke and fish soup, but Ognivok, his breath, felt so calm. It was nice to feel such a lively smell of a young half-foal, half-horse. The crickets sang some kind of endless song of happiness.
Fedka even laughed: the dreamed bicycle now seemed so unnecessary and ugly here, next to the stars. Fedka hugged Ognivok and felt that his soul soared high, high, to the stars. For the first time he understood what happiness was.
Lesson in the preparatory group of kindergarten. My family
Lesson notes for the preparatory group. Topic: “My family”
Educational field: social and communicative development;
speech development. Program content: To consolidate children's understanding of what a family is and about some family relationships.
Form an idea of the family world; actualize the emotional experience of family relationships. Develop coherent speech when composing stories on a given topic. Exercise in the correct use of mastered grammatical forms of precise expression of thought. To cultivate in children love and a humane attitude towards their family members, towards their mother and towards each other. GCD progress:
The teacher draws attention to the house.
“What kind of turret is there, and is there a light in the window?
Let’s approach this tower, and the tower’s name is home.” Let's ring the bell. - Hello boy, what is your name? (Antosha). - Who do you live with? (One). - One? Are you kidding? Do you think such a boy can live alone? Why? Who can Antosha live with? (after each answer there is a picture of family members). - Guess the riddle: “I really love it when everyone gathers, The table is covered with a white tablecloth. Grandma and mom, dad and me We are called together... (family). (a picture of family members is placed). — Antosha decided to show us his favorite flower, which is called “Native Family”. “The flower itself is me, and also my sister, Mom and Dad are my leaves, Granny and Grandpa are my roots. Our flower flaunts in the green meadow, We all love each other in our family.” — A family is adults and children who live together, love each other and take care of each other. A friendly, loving family is very important for every child. Each of you has your own house in which your family lives. A child's world begins with his family. Sometimes a person’s family is called “relatives.” Choose words close in meaning to the word “relatives,” i.e. related words - parents, relatives, relatives. Relatives are mom and dad, grandparents, brothers and sisters, uncles and aunts. - Now let’s play a game with fingers: (physical minute “This finger is a grandfather...”). - I have a palm like this. Let's find the smallest finger on it - the little finger. In your family, who is the smallest and most beloved? What are you affectionately called? - Look in the mirror. What do you like about yourself? - Look in the mirror and say: How good I am. How I love myself. Game "Finish the sentence." - Take the heart in your right hand and place it on your heart. -What does it tell you? - I can... - I want... - I don’t wish it on anyone... - I will achieve... - I love... - “My family lives here: mom, dad, brother and me. Grandma and grandpa. This is my home. I always feel comfortable in it” (figures of family members are placed on the palm). — What groups can family members be divided into? (with figures: adults and children; men and women; young and old). Enter “Flower - seven-flowered.” — What does a happy family mean? I have a flower. He, as you know, fulfills any desire. Let's make wishes for our families to be happy (mom and dad don't quarrel, grandma doesn't get sick...). — How can you express love for your loved ones? (pat, hug, help, say kind words, etc.). - Let's remember the proverbs about family: - “Respect your father and mother - there will be grace in life.” - “Grandma, golden lady, you feed her with bread and take care of the house. You will guard the good." - “Whoever has a grandfather has lunch.” - “There is no better friend than my own mother.” - “Together and the soul is in place.” - “A friendly family will move a mountain.” - “The porridge is thicker in your own family.” Physical exercise. “My dad came into the room, Mom put her hat in the closet. Our dog climbed into the kennel, and grandfather brought a watermelon. Grandma fed the cat, and I looked out the window.” — Families can be small and large, friendly and hospitable, happy and cheerful, hardworking and cheerful. Guys, you have prepared the coats of arms of your family - this is a symbol of the family, its reflection. Tell us about your family: what kind of family do you have, how many people are in it, what are their names, what do you like to do together (children's stories). — I have portraits of family members. Assignment: fold the portraits into a fan with the reverse side and invite them to draw out any two pictures. Say who is depicted and who these people are related to each other. — How do men differ from women? — Do the responsibilities of men and women differ in the family? Didactic game “Who is doing what?” (with pictures: tools). - Guys, I have an old chest full of goodness and miracles. It contains things that are connected with your family and are passed down from generation to generation from your great-grandmothers to your grandmothers, from your grandmothers to your parents, from your mothers and fathers to you, and you will pass them on to your children and grandchildren. Let's take a look there. Didactic game “Grandma’s Chest” (children take out an old thing and talk about it.) - Now close your eyes and think which word is the most important for you. “What is the very first word? What is the brightest word? What's the most important word? It will never be misspelled; it is on the first page in the primer. It is said everywhere with a smile, And every kid says it in the yard. Whisper it quietly, say it loudly, The main word of any child is mother” - Yes, mother gave you life. The word "mother" is a special word. Mom was the first to look into your eyes, sing a lullaby, teach you to walk and talk. Let's remember what lullaby your mother once sang to you. Didactic game for constructing complex - subordinate sentences: - Mom will be upset if I... - Mom will be happy if I... - Answer me the question “Why do you need a mother? “Why are you mom?” Physical exercise: “I love my mother, I will always help her. I wash, rinse, shake the water off my hands, I sweep the floor clean and chop the wood for her. Mom needs to rest, mom wants to sleep. I walk on tiptoe and won’t say a word.” - Now take out a photo of your mother and stand in a circle. Show each other photos of your mothers, admire them yourself. They are young and beautiful. And what else? “Now turn your back to me.” Look at your mother, remember, maybe you offended her once, think how bad and painful she was. Hold the image of your mother to your chest and ask her for forgiveness. She will understand and forgive you. “Sun” (pay attention to the layout of the sun). “The gentle sun visited us, We couldn’t take our eyes off the beautiful one.” - Let's write on its rays words about what should be in your families (peace, prosperity, happiness, harmony, harmony, prosperity...). - If all this is in your families, then your future families will also be happy. In happy families, everyone laughs and sings songs. “Happy is he who is happy at home” (A. N. Tolstoy). — You and I in the group also live as one family. It’s so nice when people say good words and compliments to each other. Game “Who am I?”: A ball of thread is passed around in a circle. The thread is wound around the finger and, turning to another child: - Sasha, you are so attentive! - Yes, I’m attentive, and I’m also kind. (The thread is wound and the ball is passed on). Children say the words: “We live as one family: me and you and you and me.”
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Third-grader Yurko became a Timurovite. Even the commander of a small Timurov detachment. There are nine boys in his squad. They help two grandmothers who live on the outskirts of the village. They planted apple trees and roses near their huts and watered them. They bring water, go to the store for bread.
Today is a rainy autumn day. Yurko and the boys went to chop wood for their grandmother. I came home tired and angry.
He took off his shoes and hung up his coat. Both boots and coat are covered in mud.
Yurko sat down at the table. Mom serves him lunch, and grandmother washes his shoes and cleans his coat.
