(for older preschool children)
Two children come to the middle of the hall:
1. Bright day in the morning, wonderful,
It bloomed all over with flowers,
I hear the sound of songs
The holiday has come to my city!
2. Today is a holiday - Victory Day!
Happy holiday - Spring Day.
All the streets are dressed in flowers,
And ringing songs are heard.
Dance composition with balls and scarves
3. I know from dad, I know from grandfather -
On the ninth of May Victory came to us,
All the people were waiting for that day,
That day was the happiest!
4. Let the Victory salute thunder
This light warms the world
Our great-grandfathers and grandfathers...
All: We wish you all many more years!!!
Children sit down
Many years ago, on June 22, 1941, Nazi troops attacked our Motherland. And not only the Army, all the people, the whole country stood up to defend our Motherland.
5 . We sing today
Bright holiday of the whole country.
Remember this date
Definitely must.
6. How victory came to our land
Over the fascist horde.
My great-grandfather at that time
He was like a young dad.
7. He dreamed of a peaceful life
But the enemy attacked the earth,
All who could fight in battle
They took the automatic.
Children get up in groups
Vedas. The snow swirled
And our city was bombed.
There was then a cruel war,
The defenders of the fascists won,
So that every winter becomes peaceful.
Song "Victory will come"
children sit down
Vedas. 67 years have passed since the day of the bright holiday of Victory in the Great Patriotic War, but the greatness of the feat of our people does not fade.
Here's how it was...
June twenty second
Exactly at four o'clock
Kyiv was bombed
We were announced
That the war has begun.
F-ma "Get up, the country is huge ..."
Get up, great country,
Get up for the death fight
With dark fascist power
With the damned horde.
May noble rage
Rip like a wave
There is a people's war
8. (boy) Goodbye, cities and huts
The long road is calling us.
Young, brave guys
At dawn we go on a hike.
9. The fight goes for every city
The battle for the street is on
Help people to the front
Honest, hard work.
Vedas. Both old and young rose to defend the country. Many went to the front straight from school. The war scattered young guys - some into anti-aircraft gunners, some into telephone operators, some into scouts ...
Dramatization of the verse by S. Mikhalkov.
"We are warriors too"
Signalman(sits on a chair, headphones on his head, microphone or phone in his hands)
Hello Jupiter? I am Diamond.
I almost can't hear you
We occupied the village with a fight,
And how are you? Hello! Hello!
Nurse(bandages the wounded man, he groans)
Why are you roaring like a bear?
Nothing left to endure
And your wound is so light
That will live for sure.
Sailor(looks into the distance through binoculars)
There's an airplane on the horizon!
Full speed ahead!
Get ready for battle crew!
Set aside - our fighter!
Two pilots are looking at a map.
1st The infantry is here, and the tanks are here,
Fly to the target in 7 minutes.
2nd Clear order of battle
The enemy will not leave us.
Scout(walks near the central wall, in the hands of a machine gun)
So I went up to the attic.
Perhaps there is an enemy lurking here?
We clean the house behind the house ...
All together: WE WILL FIND THE ENEMY EVERYWHERE!!!
10. There were battles with the damned enemy,
moving east,
In the evenings at the dugouts
While away the evening.
11. Those who in the morning with a machine gun,
With a machine gun was in battle,
In the evening to the sound of an accordion
They sing a quiet song.
f-ma "In the dugout"
12. Boy
Mom, dear, dear!
You are a fair wind to the ship
I would just like to be with you.
I don't need anything more
Because I love you.
"Song of Mom"
Vedas. Young girls aspired to the front - many were nurses, scouts, even pilots. And the artists and musicians helped the fighters to maintain morale. These are the ditties they sang between fights:
13. (girl)
Not to the face of a fighter kruchina,
Don't let the place burn
Even if there is a reason
Never be sad
And sing ditties!
Chastushki.
14. My great-grandmother didn't fight
She brought Victory closer in the rear,
Factories worked in our rear,
For the front, tanks, planes were made there ...
Shells were made and bullets were cast,
Clothes, boots were made,
Bombs for airplanes, guns for soldiers,
And guns, and, of course, provisions.
Vedas. Soldiers! Thank you
For childhood, for spring, for life.
For silence, for a peaceful home,
For the world we live in!
And though many years have passed
But we will never forget
Those difficult victories.
Heroes will always be remembered!
We honor the memory of the heroes who died for the Motherland with a moment of silence.
moment of silence .
15. Four long years
The people expected victory.
Ablaze with fireworks
Evening sky.
16. And they go, they go, they go
Home all the way.
Soldiers are victorious
Russian fighters.
Vedas. We celebrate many holidays
We all dance, we play, we sing.
And we meet the beauty of autumn,
And we are waiting for an elegant Christmas tree.
But there is one holiday - the MOST IMPORTANT
And spring brings it to us,
VICTORY DAY - solemn, glorious
The whole country celebrates it.
Fireworks thundered, and songs were sung everywhere,
The whole area was flooded with sun,
And fragile, all in white, like a bride,
To the sounds of a waltz, the girls swam ....
"Waltz with Flowers"
Vedas. Our boys love to dream
They want to become military as soon as possible.
Drive ships, planes, cars
And build houses like big men.
Growing male shift
The garden is proud of them.
Will perform a song for you
Boy squad.
Song "Let's Be Soldiers"
Vedas. The boys are trying hard
They are charging!
Healthy and smart
Grow to our joy -
Pride of grandmothers and mothers!
Defenders, soldiers,
Admire them -
Brave guys.
17. We are brave sailors.
We came from swimming
And sea hello hot
We brought to all guests.
All: We are on leave today
And we want to dance.
Allow me, our guests
Dance "Apple" to dance.
Dance "Apple"
Vedas. Victory! Victory! Great word.
It is the glory of the motherland, and glory to the fighters!
It makes anyone tremble
It is like a fire that ignites hearts.
Victory! Victory!
And volleys thunder over Moscow,
And the time has come for bright joy,
Long live the Russian illustrious warrior!
We will thunder to the great people:
All: WOW!!!
Song "Victory March"
18. We are for children in the world
They wouldn't play war.
To the morning at dawn
Listen to the silence of the world!
19. To grow flowers and twigs.
So that spring always blooms.
Needed by boys and girls
Only peace, not war.
20. To always have mom and dad,
So that the sun would be enough for everyone.
We are for a peaceful, kind sky.
All: We are for childhood without adult problems!
Vedas. Final word.
The hall is festively decorated.
The song "Victory Day" sounds (music by D. Tukhmanov, lyrics by V. Kharitonov).
Children enter the hall with carnations in their hands. They walk around the hall behind the leading child, become a semicircle.
Child.
For everything we have now
For our every happy hour
Because the sun shines on us
Thank you brave soldiers
That defended the world once!
(L. Nekrasova)
Child.
I know from my dad...
I know from my grandfather...
On the ninth of May, victory came to us.
All the Soviet people expected that day,
That day became the most joyful holiday.
(M. Lapisova)
The song "Victory Day" sounds again, the children follow the leading child through the hall, near the central wall at eternal flame lay flowers, then sit on chairs.
Leading. Children! Today we have gathered in this festively decorated hall to celebrate the biggest holiday of our people - Victory Day.
On May 9, 1945, the war against German fascism ended. We gratefully remember our warriors who defended the world in a fierce battle. To all our defenders we owe the fact that we now live under a peaceful, clear sky. Eternal glory to them!
There was also a peaceful sky in June 1941. Children went to kindergartens, schools, sang, danced. (Children depict the pre-war time)
Then the theme of the invasion sounds from the 7th symphony of D. Shestakovich, and under it, children with black cloth depict the arrival of fascism - the forces of evil.
Leading. On the dance floor forty-first year. On June 22, 1941, enemy planes violated the border of our Motherland and began to drop bombs on villages and cities. So a war came to our land, the worst of which has never been before.
At the end, to the sounds of “Holy War” by A. Alexandrov, the children “turn around”, the child reads:
Summer night, dawn
Hitler ordered the troops
And sent German soldiers
Against all Soviet people
It means against us.
Leading. The war scattered young guys - some into tankers, some into telephone operators, some into scouts. Not only men, but women fought in the war. They were nurses, doctors, nurses, scouts, signalmen. Many soldiers were saved from death by gentle kind female hands.
Music sounds, children come out and stage S. Mikhalkov's poem "We are also warriors." They are distributed throughout the hall, put on elements of costumes, take the necessary attributes.
Signalman(the child is sitting on a chair, depicting a signalman, headphones are on his head, a telephone is in his hands).
Hello Jupiter? I am Diamond
I almost can't hear you
We occupied the village with a fight.
And how are you? Hello! Hello!
Nurse(a girl, she has a scarf with a red cross on her head, a bag with medicines on her side, bandages the wounded man sitting on a chair, he groans).
Leading.
The guns are roaring
bullets whistle.
Wounded by a shell fragment of a soldier.
Sister whispers:
Girl.
"Come on, I'll support
I will bandage your wound!"
Sailor(looks at the sky through binoculars).
An airplane is on the horizon.
Heading full speed ahead!
Get ready for battle, crew!
Set aside - our fighter.
(Children dance the dance "Apple")
Submachine gunner.
So I climbed into the attic,
Maybe the enemy is here.
Two pilot examine the map in an open tablet.
1st pilot.
The infantry is here, and the tanks are here
Fly to the target seven minutes.
2nd Pilot.
Clear order of battle.
The enemy will not leave us.
(The game “Snipers” is played), and then the song “Victory” is performed).
Leading.
I remember how on a memorable evening,
Your handkerchief fell from your shoulders.
As she saw off and promised,
Save the blue handkerchief.
(Girls perform a dance with handkerchiefs to the song “Blue handkerchief” (music by G. Petersburg, lyrics by M Maksimov).
Leading. The war went on, but life went on. And there were moments of silence in the war. The soldiers rested, sat by the fire, cleaned their clothes, wrote letters home to their relatives and friends.
They wrote that they would return home with a victory.
(The music of the song “A girl is in position ...” sounds. Letters - triangles move around the hall on threads).
A boy comes to the center of the room. In their hands they have a letter from the front, folded into a triangle. He unfolds and reads.
Boy.
Hello, dear Maxim!
Hello my beloved son!
I write from the front
Tomorrow morning - back to battle!
We will drive the Nazis.
Take care, son, mother.Forget sadness and sadness -
I'll be back victorious!
I will hug you at last.
Goodbye.
Your father.
soldier boy, reads "front-line letter".
My dear relatives!
Tomorrow I'm going to fight again
For their Fatherland, for Russia,
That got into a dashing misfortune.
Gather my courage, strength,
I will beat the Germans without pity,
So that nothing threatens you,
So that you can learn and live!
A girl at the central wall shakes a crib with a doll and reads a letter to herself. (Scene.)
Soldier boy.
Wait for me and I will come back.
Just wait a lot
Wait for sadness
yellow rain,
Wait for the snow to come
Wait when it's hot
Wait when others are not expected
Forgetting yesterday.
(K. Simonov).
Girl. I will definitely wait!
The song “I’ll be back, the soldier said” sounds
Leading. Our soldiers were distinguished by unparalleled courage and heroism. What were their grandchildren like? They are so smart and smart! ( The game “Hoist the banner” is being held).
Leading. Our army defeated the Nazis, liberated our native land and other lands. During the battle, in Berlin, two of our soldiers managed to climb onto the roof of the Reichstag and set up a red banner there. This meant the victory of our country in the Great Patriotic War.
Child.
And over our capital,
Piercing through the blue
Like a messenger of glory, a free bird,
The banner of victory has spread ...
(The Victory dance is performed to the etude of Scriabin. At the end, 2 boys carry the Victory flag).
Leading. The path to victory was very long 1418 days and nights.
Let it not be war never,
No more trouble will touch us!
On Victory Day, all songs are sung,
Fireworks in honor of the Victory!
(Children take sultans and perform movements with sultans to the music of “Victory Day”.
Leading.
On a joyful, spring and wonderful day,
About the Motherland, about the world, our song . (sing "Solar circle")
People were sleeping, postponing for the morning
All your worries and deeds.
In a bright house, quiet and comfortable,
The little girl was sleeping.
On the bed, toys on the table,
Outside the window is a large green garden,
Where in spring are apple and pear trees
Wearing festive attire.
The sky floated in bright, starry points,
The sky was also waiting for the day
And no one knew that tonight
At dawn the war began
The lyrics of the war years are a true chronicle of time.From the very first days of the war, poets found their place in the ranks of the fighting people.Summer and autumn of 1941... Poems written during this period bear the indelible stamp of this time. They sound a sad feeling of the loss of lands, the loss of cities, the loss of friends.This common pain sounded inpoem by Tatyana Lavrova
Your attention to the staging of the poem by Sergei Mikhalkov "We are also warriors"
Signalman (the child is sitting on a chair, pretending to be a signalman, headphones are on his head, a microphone is in his hands) .
Hello Jupiter? I am Diamond
I almost can't hear you
We occupied the village with a fight.
And how are you? Hello! Hello!
Nurse
(bandages the wounded man, sitting on a chair, he groans)
.
What are you roaring like a bear?
Nothing left to endure.
And your wound is so light
That will live for sure.
Sailor
(looks at the sky through binoculars).
An airplane is on the horizon.
Heading full speed ahead!
Get ready for battle, crew!
Set aside - our fighter.
Two pilots examine the map in an open tablet.
1st pilot.
The infantry is here, and the tanks are here,
Fly to the target seven minutes.
2nd pilot.
Clear order of battle.
The enemy will not leave us
submachine gunner
(walks along the central wall, in the hands of a machine gun).
So I went up to the attic.
Perhaps there is an enemy lurking here?
We clean the house behind the house.
Together.
We will find the enemy everywhere.
There is no family in Russia that the war bypassed.And the poems created in those years about the war are marked with the sign of the harsh truth of life, the truth human feelings and experiences. Woman and war. It is difficult to find words worthy of the feat that they accomplished. They will live forever - in the grateful memory of the people, in flowers, the spring radiance of birch trees, in the first steps of children on the land that they defended.
Poem Andrey Dementiev "The Ballad of a Mother"
Mother has aged for thirty years,
And there is no news from the son and no.
But she keeps waiting
Because he believes, because the mother.
And what does she hope for?
Many years after the war ended
Many years since everyone came back
Except the dead that lie in the ground.
How many of them in that distant village
The beardless boys did not come.
Once they sent to the village in the spring
Documentary film about the war.
Everyone came to the cinema, both old and small,
Who knew the war and who did not know.
Before the bitter memory of man
Hatred flowed like a river.
It was hard to remember.
Suddenly, from the screen, the son looked at his mother.
Mother recognized her son at the same moment
And a mother's cry went:
- Alexey, Aleshenka, son! -
As if her son could hear her.
He rushed out of the trench into battle,
His mother got up to cover him.
Everything was afraid - suddenly he will fall,
But through the years, the son rushed forward.
- Alexei! - shouted fellow countrymen,
- Alexei! - they asked, - run! ..
The frame changed, the son remained to live,
He asks the mother to repeat about her son.
And he's on the attack again
Alive and well, not wounded, not killed.
- Alexei! Alyoshenka! Son! -
As if her son could hear her ...
At home, everything seemed to her like a movie,
Everything was waiting right now out the window
In the midst of the disturbing silence
Her son will knock from the war
Mother's Monologue at the Eternal Flame
Mother:
Son, are you buried here? Or maybe the son of another mother lies here? Doesn't matter! You call me your mother..
I still remember that morning when we stood at the draft board. I looked at your native face and could not get used to the green tunic, cap and this smile on your suddenly matured face.
How many years have passed? How many springs have died away, but I remember everything. I remember how you kissed my cheek in parting and said softly: “Don’t think about the bad, mommy, I’ll definitely be back ... No bullet will dare to pierce my heart ... I’ll be back mom, you just wait ... I didn’t return.”(remains at the monument)
Pupil:
Stop, time! Freeze and look back. Look back at those who look at us in stone from the height of their monuments.
Look back at those whose names are carved at the foot of the obelisks. For those who gave for you and me the most precious thing they had - happiness and life, which was just beginning.
Leading: Children and war are incompatible concepts. The boys and girls who got into the war had to part with their childhood. They grew up early and fast...
Ilya Reznik "Children of War" (record)
Children of war. Inflamed eyes look up at the sky.
Children of war. Heart in a small grief bottomless.
Children of war. The heart is like a desperate thunder.
Children of war. Leningradsky trumpets the metronome.
Children of war. The unceasing metronome rumbles.
The children of the war stuffed themselves into open cars.
The children of the war buried the dead toys.
I can never forget
Bread crumbs on white snow.
Bread crumbs on white snow.
Poem Ludmila Milanich " War"
It's very cold in the classroom
I breathe on a pen
I lower my head
And I write, I write.
First declension -
Feminine "a"
Immediately, no doubt
I bring out - "war".
What is most significant
Today for the country?
In the genitive case:
No - what? - "War".
And behind the howling word -
Mom died...
And a distant fight still
For me to live.
I send curses to the "war",
I only remember the war...
Maybe for my example
Choose Silence?
But we measure by "war"
Now life and death
I'll get "excellent" -
This is also revenge...
About the "war" that mournful,
Proud that lesson
And remembered him
I am for eternity.
13 million children died in the war. We must remember them all: burned, shot, hanged, killed by bombs, bullets, hunger and fear.
Poem Laura Tassi comforting the tattered bearComforting the tattered bear
The girl in the mutilated hut:
“Don’t cry, don’t cry… She herself was malnourished,
I left half a cracker for you ...
… The shells flew and exploded,
Black earth mixed with blood ...
There was a family, there was a house ... Now they remain
All alone in the world - you and me ... "
… And behind the village the grove smoked,
Struck by monstrous fire
And Death flew around like an evil bird,
An unexpected misfortune came to the house ...
"Do you hear, Mish, I'm strong, I don't cry,
And they will give me a machine gun at the front.
I'll take revenge for hiding my tears
For the fact that our pines are burning ... "
But in the silence the bullets whistled loudly,
An ominous reflection flashed in the window ...
And the girl ran out of the house:
"Oh, Mishka, Mishka, how scared I am! .."
Leading: War - Electricity and plumbing did not work, there was no heating, there was no food. For little kids like you, they gave out 125 grams of bread a day. And nothing more.
Poem by Vladimir Timin "Bread of War"
The queue is long.
I stand with others.
Only to get to the scales for me b.
On a plate are light weights,
Another -
Such heavy bread.
Bread…
He fit in the palm of his hand.
And as you go home
From this soldering
Take all the crumbs
Yes, break it off a little.
From herself.
Us guys
The bombers didn't wake up.
But we knew everything -
There is a war!
“Na-she de-lo right-in-e”, -
They said
Like a song
Like the whole country.
Women praised us:
"Native,
Collect spikelets together.
Let's win -
Not only rye,
White
We'll bake you koloboks."
days of war
Our childish years -
Bread bags,
Torn pims.
Overcame all hardships
Equal to adults
And we.
“My life rang with a song among the people, My death will sound like a song of struggle.
These words belong to the remarkable Tatar poetMusa Jalil . His name has become the personification of humanism, a symbol of courage. He lived a short but vibrant life filled with vigorous activity.
Jalil wrote his fiery poems in inhuman conditions. You read his works and are surprised that they were written by a suicide bomber. Of the 94 poems, 67 were created by him after the death sentence. But they are not about death, but about life.
The poet dreamed of seeing victory, meeting with friends, wife, and daughter. But his dream was not destined to come true. His songs about children, about loved ones, about the Motherland remained unfinished. But even those that he created are forever immortal.
Once Musa Jalil said: "The purpose of life is this: to live in such a way that even after death you do not die." Although he is no longer among us, his poems are alive and will live forever as long as we read them.
The poem "Barbarism"
The poem "Stockings"
Leading: the city of Leningrad ... .. The hero city of Leningrad held out for 900 days in the blockade. "Leningrad children" ... Until a certain moment they were like all children, funny, cheerful, inventive, they collected stamps and candy wrappers. And then they became the quietest children on earth. They have forgotten how to play pranks, even smile and laugh, even cry. The Nazis blocked all entrances to the city. Food was not brought there, bombs and shells damaged the pipes, and the houses did not receive heat and water. People lived in unbearable conditions.
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Poem by Varvara Voltman-Spassky "On the Water"
I'm pushing the sled up the hill.
A little more - and the end.
Water freezing on the way
It became heavy as lead.
Sweeps prickly powder,
And the wind rocks the tears.
Exhausted like a horse
I bring not bread, but water.
And Death itself sits on the goats,
Proud of a strange harness ...
It's good that you're cold
Holy Neva water!
When I slip down the hill
On that icy path
You won't spill out of the bucket
I will bring you home.
A soldier of Russia stood to death on the borders of our Motherland! Bringing bread to besieged Leningrad, died saving millions of lives ... He brought freedom to the prisoners of Auschwitz, Dachau, Buchenwald, MaidA some ... And sometimes at the cost of their lives.
Invincible memory of generations
And the memory of those whom we so sacredly honor
Let's people stand up for a moment
And in sorrow we will stand and be silentmoment of silence
Boris Okudzhava . In April 1942, at the age of 17, Okudzhava went to the front as a volunteer. He was sent to the 10th Separate Reserve Mortar Battalion. Then, after two months of training, he was sent to the North Caucasian Front. He was a mortar operator, then a heavy artillery radio operator. He was wounded near Mozdok. A significant part of Okudzhava's lyrics was written under the impressions of the war years. But these songs and poems are not so much about war as against it: “War, you see, is an unnatural thing, depriving a person of the given right to life by nature. I was wounded by it for life, and still often see in a dream dead comrades, the ashes of houses, the earth torn apart by funnels ... I hate war. Before last day, looking back, admiring the victory, proud of the participants in the Great Patriotic War, the poet did not cease to hope that we, the people, would learn to do without blood, solving our earthly affairs.Okudzhava wrote more than 800 poems. Many of his poems are born along with music, there are about 200 songs.
The poem "Goodbye, boys" is read by Victoria Kytmanova.
Leading: long-awaitedVictory has come! She was waiting for a long 4 years. 1418 days! We celebrate Victory Day every year on May 9th. There are fewer people next to us who went through the Great Patriotic War. We remember them. We are grateful to them for our freedom, for their great feat.
I have not seen the war, but I knowHow hard it was for the peopleAnd hunger, and cold, and horror -They had to experience everything.
Let them live peacefully on the planetLet the children do not know the warLet the bright sun shine!We should be a friendly family!
Leading : There are not enough words to describe how much each of the living is indebted to our heroes, the heroes of the Great Patriotic War. How much warmth and respect I would like to give to our veterans.The war must not be repeated. People want to live in peace.
( Bells are ringing in the recording, dad and son appear)
son: What is this? Do you hear?
father : These are bells. Bells of Remembrance...
son : Memory? But do such things happen?
father : There are, listen! This is the memory itself...
pause
son : But is memory really alive?
father
: Don't you believe? A person can die twice:
There on the battlefield when a bullet catches up with him
And the second time - in the memory of the people.
The second time to die is worse.
The second time a person must live!
Let the sky be blue
Let there be no smoke in the sky
Let the formidable guns be silent
And machine guns do not scribble,
So that people live, cities ...
Peace is always needed on earth!
Years and decades have passed. But even now, both veterans and young people with deep emotion turn to poems and songs that helped to crush the enemy, capturing the greatness of the fiery years. The theme of the Great Patriotic War remains one of the leading themes in the literature on present stage. But literature returns to the events of the war, not only to show again and again hard way our people, but also so that the experience of the past warns against catastrophic mistakes in the future.
Project description:
Patriotic project "The feat of our grandfathers and great-grandfathers will be remembered forever!"
The project is designed for three academic years.
This date, May 9, 1945, is moving further and further away from us. Our children are not completely imbued with that time, those impressions and experiences. It is necessary to systematize the knowledge of children about the celebration of Victory Day, to tell in full about the suffering of young soldiers who later became heroes, to correctly convey the essence of what happened during the Second World War and evoke a feeling of pride, compassion, reverence, patriotism in a small soul. The first stage includes the selection of literature on the topic, booklets and postcards; screen design: “No one is forgotten – nothing is forgotten! ; selection of proverbs and sayings about the courage, courage and stamina of warriors; making folders: Poems, songs, stories about the war; a selection of family and military material (front-line letters, photographs of the war years or people who defended our Motherland, both on the front lines and in the rear, orders, medals, stories about great-grandfathers, relatives, etc.) for placement him in the DOW mini-museum. Children are "war correspondents" who collect information for the military museum. The main stage: conducting an integrated lesson on the topic "Great Victory Day"; manual labor (from paper) "Airplanes"; Application on the theme "Victory Banner"; reading stories and poems about the war; drawing on the theme "Fireworks". (Exhibition of children's drawings); a conversation about the streets of the city of Moscow, named after the heroes of the Second World War; conversation: "Siege of Leningrad"; compiling stories on the topic: “Who would I like to serve in the Army”; listening to songs about the war: "Holy War" op. V. Lebedev-Kumach, “Victory Day” by D. Tukhmanov, M. Blanter “Katyusha”, V. Alkin “Farewell of the Slav”; watching a video film on a military theme; sports holiday: “We are the defenders of the Fatherland! »; meeting with a WWII veteran. The final stage: 1. Issue of the wall newspaper: "We are proud of our veterans!".2. Decoration of the mini-museum for Victory Day. 3. Participation in the drawing competition "Children of Russia for Peace" 4. Concert for younger preschoolers theatrical performance"We are warriors too." S. Mikhalkov.5. Performance at the city festival of children's theater groups We play "Classics" with the literary and musical composition "Peace is always needed."
Theatrical performance "Peace is always needed"
(Children stand in front of the curtain on both sides of the stage screensaver on the screen "70th anniversary of the victory")
1 Today will be a day of remembrance
And in the heart it is crowded from high words.
Today will be a day of remembrance
About the feat and valor of the fathers.
2 About the beautiful Victory Day
Let's take our story.
How our grandfathers fought
For the whole world and for all of us!
(screen saver on the “summer landscape” screen, children in summer clothes enter the stage: a mother and a child are reading a book, a boy is sitting on a cube fishing in the center, children with a counselor are playing ball “globe” special effects, the ball flies away)
3 The brightest, most summer day of the year,
The longest day on Earth is twenty-second.
The children were sleeping, the apples were ripening in the garden.
We remember
Let's remember it again.
4 It was a typical hot summer
Grandma told me about it.
Everyone was resting: who is with their mother in the country,
Who sunbathed and fished on the river.
In the children's camp, the guys played,
Grief and troubles have not been seen for the time being ...
5 Suddenly there was a roar, (phonogram of the explosion, the ball flies away, the children run away in different directions)
and everything went dark
Like a huge bird took off.
Shells burst, fire blazes.
The fiery enemy is advancing on the country.
The native land groaned in pain.
They learned a terrible word - war!
soundtrack of the song "Holy War" children take places for the scene)
Screensaver "Motherland"
Get up people!
Hearing the call of the earth
Deans went to the front
The soldiers bravely marched into battle
For every city and for you and me!
Wanted to take revenge
For the elderly, for women, for children!
(children readers go behind the curtain, girls go to the dance "Blue Handkerchief")
Screensaver "Soldiers go to the front"
1 girl.
Ah, war, what have you done, vile?
Our courtyards have become quiet.
Our boys raised their heads.
They have matured so far
2 girl.
On the threshold barely loomed
And the soldiers went after the soldiers
Goodbye. Boys!
Boys, try to get back.
(dance is performed)
(participants of the scene come out) Intro ... ... ...
1 To defend the Fatherland, the people bravely went into battle,
People did not spare their lives for the Fatherland, dear!
2Fought not only soldiers at the front.
Anyone who is able to hold a rifle.
Senior students, uncles and aunts
They themselves went to fight for the country.
Dramatization of the poem "We are also warriors" by S. Mikhalkov.
Signalman (sitting on a chair, headphones on his head, microphone or telephone in his hands)
Hello! "Jupiter"? I am Diamond!
I almost can't hear you
We occupied the village with a fight.
And how are you? Hello! Hello!
2 Nurses (bandaging the wounded, sitting on a chair):
1 Cannons rumble, (sitting on a chair)
bullets whistle.
2 Wounded by a fragment of a shell of a soldier. (carries a soldier on himself)
1 "Come on, I'll support, (gets up from the chair and helps to bring and seat the soldier's wounds.)
I'll bandage your wound!"
2 Why are you roaring like a bear?
Nothing left to endure
And your wound is so light
That will heal for sure!
Sailor (looks through binoculars):
There's a plane on the horizon!
Full speed ahead!
Get ready for battle crew!
Set aside - our fighter!
(Mayer and the pilot look at the map)
Mayer:
The infantry is here, and the tanks are here
Fly to the target seven minutes!
pilot:
Clear order of battle
The enemy will not leave us!
Scout: (walks with a machine gun near the central wall)
So I climbed into the attic,
Perhaps there is an enemy lurking here?
We clean the house behind the house ...
We will find the enemy everywhere!
(a wounded soldier who was bandaged approaches Mayer)
Fighter. Allow me to report...
Platoon on the right bank
Live healthy for the evil of the enemy!
The lieutenant is only asking
Throw a fire in there.
And after the fire
Let's get up and stretch our legs.
Major: For the Motherland! On the attack, forward! (takes banner)
(Staging participants run across the stage and run behind the curtain)
(the lights go out on the stage, the participants of the scene “On a halt” come out in the background) Screensaver “Forest dugout”
Behind - tens of kilometers,
Passed today along the route,
The guys are all noticeably exhausted,
Their legs are like lead.
2 In the distance, shells explode,
Drowning out the songs of bird trills,
All the soldiers are glad for a respite,
They sat down on the green grass.
(soldiers sit around the fire, read poetry at the last, the boy with the accordion begins to sing)
Here at war we're glad for every line
And every news from our dear lands.
The crumpled leaves of the letters that have reached
We care especially in the days of fighting.
They keep the warmth of their home,
Accompanying the fighter in his destiny.
Oh, the feeling of envy! As we know it
When the letter does not come to you.
Attack again in the morning
But she will remember him.
The melody of the song flows
In the forest near the front.
The song "In the dugout" is performed
(children line up on the final stage in the hands of flowers) Screensaver “Victory Day, joy, salute.)
Phonogram Song "Victory Day"
Reader:
Forever inscribed in the chronicle of victories
Great feat of our people,
Priceless memory of those distant years,
And carefully now it is polished for years.
Reader:
Today is a holiday - Victory Day!
Happy bright spring day.
All the streets are dressed in flowers,
And ringing songs are heard.
1st child.
Victory! Victory! Victory!
The news is spreading across the country
End of trials and tribulations
End of the long war.
Mayer: For the sake of happiness and life in the world, For the sake of the soldiers who fell then, Let there be no war on the planet
Children (in chorus). Never! Never! Never! (steps aside a small girl comes out)
Screensaver: Summer Landscape
I want the birds to sing
So that spring streams ring,
To have blue skies
To make the river silver
For the butterfly to frolic
And there was dew on the berries.
I want the sun to warm
And the birch turned green
And under the tree lived a funny prickly hedgehog.
For the squirrel to jump
To make the rainbow sparkle
To make a cheerful, warm rain pour in the summer.
I want everyone to laugh
So that dreams always come true
for children to have happy dreams.
To have a good morning
To keep mom from being sad
So that there is no war in the world!
(the leader of the group comes out and takes the baby by the hand; all the other children come up to them and sing the song “Song about that War”)
"5. Participation in the Immortal Regiment parade - laying flowers at the monument: "Unknown Soldier
Scenario of the holiday for the 70th anniversary of Victory Day "Let's bow to those great years" for older children preschool age
Author: Marchenko Olga Ivanovna, music director of MBODU No. 13 of the municipality Shcherbinovsky district Shabelskoe villageTarget. Acquaintance of children with the historical past of our country.
Tasks:
1. To form in children knowledge about the Great Patriotic War.
2. To develop interest in the history of their homeland, a sense of patriotism.
3. Raise pride in children during the war years, love for the Motherland, for their people.
Material Description: Dear colleagues, I propose the development of a holiday for children of senior preschool age, dedicated to the 70th anniversary Great Victory. The scenario of the holiday will be interesting music directors, educators, teachers preschool institutions for celebrations.
The course of the holiday
To the music, the children enter the hall.Stand in a semicircle.
Children in order:
- Let there be no war ever! Let the cities sleep peacefully
- Let the siren's piercing howl not sound over my head.
- Not one let a shell explode, not one scribble a machine gun.
- Let our forests announce only the voices of birds and children.
Let the years go by in peace.
Together: May there never be a war!
Presenter 1: Hello dear guests! Here comes the long-awaited holiday. Today is a happy day for people all over the world. 70 years ago ended the most bloody war in the history of mankind - World War II - the Great Patriotic War! We gratefully remember our defending warriors who defended the world in a fierce battle. To all our defenders, today's veterans, and those who are not with us, we owe the fact that we now live under a peaceful sky. Eternal glory to them!
1 child: Today we celebrate the glorious holiday of the whole country.
People must remember this date.
2 child: All the streets are dressed in flowers, and sonorous songs are heard:
Today is a holiday - Victory Day, a happy, bright day of spring!
3 child: People sighed deeply: - The end of the war! End of the war!
And multi-colored salutes sparkled for a long time in the sky!
4 child: Victory! Victory! Victory! The news is spreading across the country.
The end of trials and tribulations, the end of a long war.
Leader 2 . In the distant past for us, children and adults dreamed of a bright and peaceful future.
June ... the sunset was leaning toward evening
And the sea overflowed in the white night.
And the sonorous laughter of the guys was heard
Not knowing, not knowing grief.
Dance "Colorful game"
Lead 2. But their dreams were not destined to come true: an event occurred that brought misfortune, grief to all the peoples inhabiting our large country.
On June 22, 1941, enemy planes violated the border of our Motherland and began to drop bombs on villages and cities.
The words that people heard on the radio on that distant summer morning will not
never forgotten. They hit everyone with sharp pain right in the heart:
Audio recording of Levitan's voice about the beginning of the war.
Audio "Holy War"
Presenter 1: Wars and officers of various branches of the military took part in the battles and battles for our Motherland. What types of troops do you know in the army? (sailors, pilots, etc.)
Children go out and take attributes to the scene of the poem by S. Mikhalkov “We are also warriors”
Signalman(the child is sitting on a chair, headphones are on his head, a microphone or phone is in his hands).
Hello Jupiter? I am Diamond
I almost can't hear you
We occupied the village with a fight.
And how are you? Hello! Hello!
Nurse(bandages the wounded man, sitting on a chair, he groans).
What are you roaring like a bear?
Nothing left to endure.
And your wound is so light
That will live for sure.
Sailor(looks at the sky through binoculars).
An airplane is on the horizon.
Heading full speed ahead!
Get ready for battle, crew!
Set aside - our fighter.
Pilots(two pilots look at the map on the tablet).
1 pilot.
The infantry is here, and the tanks are here,
Fly to the target seven minutes.
2 pilot.
Clear order of battle.
The enemy will not leave us.
Submachine gunner (walks along the central wall, in the hands of a machine gun).
So I went up to the attic.
Perhaps there is an enemy lurking here?
We clean the house behind the house.
Together. We will find the enemy everywhere.
Lead 2. Contest "Guess military equipment».
The fabled bird flies
And people sit inside
He speaks among himself. (Airplane)
On the mountain
Black old women sit
If oh-
People are deaf. (guns)
Takes off without acceleration
Reminds me of a dragonfly
Takes flight
Our Russian... (Helicopter)
turtle crawling,
Steel shirt.
The enemy is in the ravine
And she is where the enemy is. (Tank)
An iron whale underwater
The whale does not sleep day and night.
No time for that whale,
He is on duty at night. (Submarine)
Lead 1. Once Russian soldiers
Stopped to rest
Laying machine guns on the ground
To shake off some dust.
I know their living heroes
Great Russians fighting,
Before the battle of the merry,
With accordion, dancing, young.
Dance "Sunshine"
Lead 2. The wind will blow my song
To help you in battle.
Remember: the girl believes and waits
And in love, and in your victory!
The love of women saved the soldiers in this difficult time, terrible time. Like a piece of their home, the men in their greatcoats kept photographs of their wives and mothers, their letters. How much love, how much hope was in these letters! They were so necessary for the soldier. It is no coincidence that the girl Katyusha from the song that everyone now knows, both adults and children, has become a symbol of loyalty and hope.
Song "Katyusha"
Presenter 1: Difficult, hungry and cold war years are called military dashing, evil years. They were hard for all our people, but it was especially hard for small children.
Host 2: Many children were left orphans, their fathers died in the war, others lost their parents during the bombing, others lost not only their relatives, but also their home. Children - weak, helpless, found themselves face to face with the cruel, merciless, evil force of fascism.
Dramatization “Oh, Mishka, how scared I am!”
Presenter: Comforting the tattered bear
The girl in the mutilated hut:
Girl:“Don’t cry, don’t cry ... She herself was malnourished,
I left half a cracker for you ...
Presenter:... The shells flew and exploded,
Black earth mixed with blood ...
Girl: There was a family, there was a house ... Now they remain
All alone in the world - you and me ... "
Presenter:... And behind the village the grove smoked,
Struck by monstrous fire
And Death flew around like an evil bird,
An unexpected misfortune came to the house ...
Girl:"Do you hear, Mish, I'm strong, I don't cry,
And they will give me a machine gun at the front.
I'll take revenge for hiding my tears
For the fact that our pines are burning ... "
Presenter: But in the silence the bullets whistled loudly,
An ominous reflection flashed in the window ...
And the girl ran out of the house:
Girl:"Oh, Mishka, Mishka, how scared I am! .."
Presenter:… Silence. Not a voice is heard.
The country is celebrating the victory today,
And how many of them, girls and boys,
Orphaned by a vile war?!
Children go out, read poetry
1. Children who survived that war,
Bow down to the ground!
In the field, in occupation, in captivity,
We survived, we survived, we managed!
2. Children who have grown up without childhood,
Children deprived of war
You didn’t eat enough at that time,
But be honest with your country.
3. You froze in unheated apartments,
In the ghetto, people died in ovens.
It was uncomfortable, scary, damp,
But carried on weak shoulders
I wear exorbitant, holy,
So that the hour of peace has come.
4. Clean before the Motherland and God!
On this day, both sad and bright,
Bow from the heart must
We are living and unlived children
That big and righteous war!
Peace to you, health, longevity,
Kindness, warmth!
And let nowhere in the whole world
Childhood will not be taken away again by war!
Song "Tell me grandpa"
Child. Per country native people
They gave their lives.
We will never forget
Fallen in valiant combat.
Child. The fire is burning at the obelisk,
Birches in silence are sad.
And we bowed low, low
Here an unknown soldier sleeps.
Lead 1. The memory of generations is inextinguishable.
And the memory of those whom we so sacredly honor
Come on people stand up for a moment
And in sorrow we will stand and be silent.
A moment of silence to the music of "Cranes" (lyrics by R. Gamzatov, music by Ya. Frenkel)
Presenter 1: A moment of silence is announced
Lead 2. For a long four and a half years the Great Patriotic War. People had to go through hard trials. But our soldiers fought bravely in battles. The enemy has been broken! Warriors freed from fascist invaders not only our Fatherland, but also many European countries. They reached Berlin and hoisted a red flag on the Reichstag. The spring of 1945 came - the spring of the long-awaited Victory.
Child: The sun shines on Victory Day
And we will always shine.
In fierce battles, our grandfathers
The enemy was defeated.
Song "Victory Day"
Presenter 1: On May 9, in the hero cities and in many other cities of our country, festive fireworks will thunder. Now we will play and also arrange a festive fireworks display in our hall.
Game "Salute"
All children present are given flags of three colors. The music of any polka sounds, the children dance impromptu, moving around the hall in all directions. Three presenters hold flags of one of the three colors in their hands, stop at different ends of the hall. The music stops.
The host says:"Salute light up, get together quickly!"
Children run up to the leader, who has a flag of the same color.
