MUNICIPAL BUDGET GENERAL EDUCATIONAL INSTITUTION

TUMANOVSKAYA SECONDARY SCHOOL

NAMED AFTER THE HERO OF THE SOVIET UNION K.I. MOLONENKOV

VYAZEMSKY DISTRICT, SMOLENSK REGION

"Four years of war"

Prepared and conducted by: Senior counselor

Skakovskaya Elena Alexandrovna

Scenario of the rally for the VICTORY DAY

"Four years of war"

Good afternoon dear Tumanovtsy and guests

our village!

Leading:

Many years of our glorious Victory,

Peaceful dawn again, silence...

And silently goes around the planet

Spring returned to people!

Behind already distant gave,

Years, as if in a fog, are visible.

And have already become adults

Grandchildren of those who returned from the war.

No matter how many years and decades pass, people

The lands will again and again return to the Great

victory.

And in these days of solemn memory, our duty commands once again to bow low to the heroes who fell in the battles for the Motherland, the heroes who live in peacetime, to bow and say to them:

“We will always keep the memory of the Great Events, passing it on from generation to generation.

And the light of Victory will never go out in our hearts!”
We dedicate our rally to the memory of people who have gone forever and to the memory of those who are alive today, who survived and won!

The word for the opening of the rally dedicated to the great Victory is given to the Head of Administration rural settlement Gushchina Marina Georgievna.

Anthem of the Russian Federation

For the ceremony of consecration of the mass grave, the floor is given to the rector of the church, Father Konstantin.

Leading: With a low bow and a salutatory word to you, dear veterans and home front workers, the Budanovites of our Tumanov school address.

1. The war has long ended.

Long ago soldiers came from the war,

And on the chest of their orders

They burn like memorable dates.

To all of you who endured that war -

In the rear, or on the battlefields -

Brought a victorious spring -

Bow and memory of generations.

2. That longest day of the year

With its cloudless weather

He gave us a common misfortune

For all, for all four years.

3. She pressed the mark so

And laid so many on the ground,

That twenty years and forty years

The living can't believe they're alive.

4. The whole globe under your feet

I live. I breathe. I sing.

But always in my memory

Killed in battle.

5. Let me not name all the names

And there are no relatives

Isn't that why I live

What did they die?

6. He protected you on the battlefield

Fell without stepping back

And this hero has a name -

Grand Army simple soldier.

7. Silence exploded with thunder,

the border was covered with soot,

and ruthless war

rolled into the country of the Soviets.

8. In the bloodiest battles

We are all friends with death...

And in those border regions

many have stayed forever.

9. And sprouted grass in them,

and destroyed by the power of decay,

crying without hearing over yourself,

and did not know the burial.

10. And those who were next to them,

until the hour has struck them,

although everyone is dead tired.

11. Sometimes it was not clear

where is the front, where is the rear, where is the environment,

and trembling in the knees do not appease,

when they bomb to kill.

12. We clung to every point,

failing to dig in...

Until Mother Winter

we didn't get to sleep.

13. We endured a lot of adversity,

only the death of the enemy was a consolation ...

For those who survived the first year

all the torments of hell are no longer terrible.

14. What I owe them, I know.

And let not only the verse

My life will be worthy

Their soldier's death

15. The distances do not smoke, the dust is black from tears.

My grandfather did not bring a single medal.

Only this is not his fault,

Because he himself did not come from the war.

16. He was buried in the globe of the earth,

And he was just a soldier

In total, friends, a simple soldier,

Without titles and awards.

17. All over the country from end to end

There is no such city, there is no village

Wherever Victory comes in May

Great 9th.

18. Alive - verification. Fallen - glory!

Salute thunder and silence.

The state celebrates victory

Wearing flowers and medals.

19. From marshal to soldier

Everyone is equal before Victory

How they were equal to her once,

On the day the war ended.

20. The war is over.

And the guns fell silent.

And the years smoothed out the great misfortune.

And we live. And we meet spring again,

Let's celebrate Victory Day, the best day of the year!

Poems grade 8.

Song - May Waltz.

Leading:

greatness, courage and bravery. Day of our memory.

We are eternally indebted to those who gave us

PEACE, SPRING, LIFE.

As long as we remember this war, we will live, our Motherland, Russia, will live. And this holiday will be the brightest and most joyful holiday on earth.

The word is given to the only veteran

WWII - Koreshkov V.V. and Kryukov.

Host: The last shots of a great, difficult, tragic and unforgettable war have been fired. But the wounds in the hearts of people do not heal. Both in solemn and holidays Great Victory, we return again and again with our thoughts to those harsh years, to those heroic days. After all, the immeasurable suffering of the war years and the immeasurable courage of the people are still alive in the memory of the people.

The floor is given to the head of the school museum Gaidukova E.S.

Today, relatives of those who died on Tumanovskaya land came to us, Please come to the microphone and introduce yourself.________________________________

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And once again today we are opening another commemorative plate with 37 names of those who died on Tumanovo land. And the honorable right to open a commemorative plate is given to our guests, relatives and close relatives of those who died during the war.

Let's all together launch 37 balloons into the sky symbolizing peace on earth in honor of those whose names and surnames appeared on our mass grave..

The song "Cranes" sounds.

Dear Tumanovtsy, a wonderful person lives in our village, who writes beautiful poems and, due to her modesty, is not published anywhere, wrote a poem dedicated to the Great Victory "No one is forgotten, nothing is forgotten."

And we all know her well. Vera Alexandrovna

You have a word.

Leading

There are none among us

Who went to the front and did not return.

Let's remember through the centuries, through the years,

About those who will never come again.

Let's remember!

Leading:Let's pay tribute to the fallen in the Great

Patriotic War a moment of silence.

(Moment of silence) Metronome

We put flowers at the foot of the obelisk.

Flames of eternal fire tremble

At the cost of courage and risk

The victory was given to them.

Host: Dear veterans, home front workers, fellow villagers and guests! We offer to lay flowers and wreaths as a tribute and honor to all those who died in the Great Patriotic War.

(Laying wreaths and flowers) - Music

Military civilians present at the rally

professions - words of congratulations from Vorobyov

Anatoly Afanasyevich his sons Dmitry and

Alexey, Lobachev Oleg Vasilyevich and his sons

and Dymkovsky Alexander Petrovich.

Leading:

Low bow to you, courageous soldiers and valiant workers of the rear of the Great Patriotic War! Live long and happily! Let this sky be peaceful and the father's house warm. May our people be happy, may our Motherland live and prosper!

The rally dedicated to the Victory in the Great Patriotic War is declared closed.

The song is Victory Day.

Elena Baturina
"The war has been going on for four years." Event, dedicated to the Day victories

Prepared by Baturina E. V. Kgoku "Ddom s. Serzhantovo"

Goals: development-based civic education of students historical memory; strengthening the connection between generations to realize oneself as a successor to the legacy of the past; development of cognitive interests.

Songs of the war years are heard in the hall.

Leading. 9 May 2013 of the year fireworks will thunder 68 times victories. And the immeasurable suffering of the war years and the immeasurable courage of the people are still alive in the memory of the people.

Day 9 May 1945 of the year knows the whole world Our country went to this day 4 of the year. But what years they were.

1st reader. Forty-first! June.

Year and month of nationwide struggle.

Even the dust of time

This date cannot be delayed.

The country was rising

And went to the front porto

red stars

Carrying away on the canvases of the banners.

Leading. Germany brought down on Soviet Union all the power of his military machine. The Nazis rushed to the Soviet capital.

Against the background of the song "Holy war" (lyrics by V. Lebedev-Kumach, music by A. Alexandrov) a poem by A. Surikov sounds.

Approached war to the suburbs,

Night in the sunset glow of duty.

Like Russian sacrificial blood

Snow was wet to the ground.

Carts rumble along the roads,

Squadrons pass at a gallop,

Tanks ready for battle

Near the walls of suburban dachas.

The sound of horseshoes in the cold is clearer.

A dugout hole is wrapped in the bunks.

At the outskirts of the machine gunner

He does not take his eyes off the dark grove.

Like hands turned to stone

As if dug into the ground, in a ditch.

This guy in the gray overcoat

Will not let the enemy into Moscow.

Leading. According to the plans of the German command, the destruction of Moscow was to begin from the air. Enemy aircraft launched the first raid on Moscow on the night of July 22. From now until December 22, 1941 there were 122 raids. The main role in the air defense of the city was played by pilots and anti-aircraft gunners of the Moscow Air Defense Corps District. They intercepted enemy planes on the outskirts of the city, destroyed them or forced them to return to their airfields. About 1300 fascist planes found their end near Moscow. Only a few managed to break into the city. Until the last bullet, our fighter pilots fought in air battles.

It was not possible to destroy the city from the air. In October 1941 of the year The ground attack on Moscow began.

To the song "In the dugout" (lyrics by A. Surkov, music by K. Listov) A. Prokofiev's poem "Moscow" sounds.

The whole homeland stood as a barrier,

We fight the enemy to the end

After all, the belt of your defense

Goes through our hearts.

Until the last bullets

Until the slice of the last lead

We are in battle!

Your defense

Goes through our hearts!

Leading. Victory Soviet soldiers in the battle near Moscow was the dawn of the liberation of our entire land from the fascist invaders.

In Moscow in memory of those events of 1941 of the year in 1965 the tomb of the Unknown Soldier was erected.

2nd reader. Forty second! To Leningrad

Girth on three sides

Hitler was marching with 40 divisions.

Bombed. He brought the artillery closer,

But did not shake a single micron

Didn't stop for a moment

He is the heartbeat of Leningrad.

And seeing this, the enraged enemy,

Assuming the city to take from the raid,

Seemingly proven strategists

He called for help: Frost and Gloom.

And they came ready for victories,

And the third, Hunger, followed them.

The melody of the song "Oh, my fogs" sounds.

Leading. Leningrad. Winter 1941-1942 of the year. Blockade. 900 days of heroic resistance. Hunger, cold, disease; thousands of dead. Despite this, the city, subjected to bombing and shelling, lived, worked, and fought. Together with adults, teenagers got up to the machines. The only product was bread, but that was not enough. People died from bombings, from hunger and cold.

On stage, wrapped in a scarf, a girl. She sits at the table and writes by the light of a candle end.

Tanya Savicheva. I am a Leningrad schoolgirl Tanya Savicheva. there were a lot of people like me. During the dlokada, I led the daytime. Here are the entries from him: "Zhenya died on December 28 at 12.30 am. 1941. Zhenya is my sister. Grandmother died on January 25 at 3 o'clock. 1942. Leka died on March 17 at 5 o'clock in the morning. 1942. Leka is my brother. Uncle Vasya died April 13 at 2 a.m. 1942. Uncle Lesha - May 13 at 7.30 a.m. 1942. The Savichevs died. Everyone died. Only Tanya remained."

Leading. Only one road connected the besieged city with the mainland. The Road of Life went on water, and with the onset of cold weather - on the thin ice of Lake Ladoga. Many difficulties and dangers lay in wait for the drivers. Day and night fascist bombers were waiting for columns with cargo. Often the ice cracked and the cars sank, it happened that the motors froze on the way, they had to be warmed up. But the columns went on and on, because this road kept people alive. For 900 days and nights the city was cut off from the mainland.

The words sound against the background of the melody of the war years.

1st reader. Meanwhile, a powerful enemy offensive began in the southern direction at the front. On a way German troops stood Stalingrad. More four months of fighting went on the streets of the city. Morning November 19, 1942 the year was foggy. A milky haze covered the steppe, hiding enemy positions. Destroying artillery fire fell upon the enemy. Rifle divisions and tanks went on the attack. Having broken through the defense, the tanks rushed to the rear of the Nazis.

In February 1943 year victoriously The battle of Stalingrad ended. The Nazis were dealt a crushing blow from which they could not recover until the very end. wars.

3rd reader. Forty third!

In the damp steppe under the dig,

Where we broke the lines

Where were the long trenches

Ditches, barriers, dugouts.

There, at the deserted crossroads,

So that the country remembers them

On the stars, on plywood boards

We wrote names.

Boy. That silence stands over Prokhorovka,

Then the grass droops in a roar,

How are you, dear land,

Didn't get dizzy!

A phonogram sounds with a recording of shell explosions, the whistle of bullets.

Leading. 50 days and nights great battle on the Fire Arc.

Smoke and fire roamed the fields

The iron melted, the earth burned.

Girl. The front is arched by the Fiery Arc,

Shards whistle over your head,

In the fire of the village and the meadow

All this is the Kursk Bulge.

Leading. July 12, 1943 of the year the famous tank battle near Prokhorovka ended with the defeat of the fascist army. It was a harbinger of the complete defeat of the German troops on Kursk Bulge. 1943 was a decisive year for our victories.

4th reader. Forty-fourth!

More war but we stubbornly believe

What will be the day, we will drink the pain to the bottom.

The wide world will open the doors for us again,

Silence will rise with the new dawn.

Girl. Days ran and weeks

walked the war is not the first year.

Showed up in action

Our heroic people.

Leningrad blockade,

Days and nights of Stalingrad

Don and Kursk Bulge,

And back - not a step!

To finish off the enemy.

Leading. During 1944 of the year the capitals of the Soviet socialist troops were liberated from the fascist troops republics: Vilnius, Chisinau, Kyiv, Minsk, Riga, Tallinn.

5th reader. Forty-fifth!

There was still darkness,

The grass wept in the mist.

Ninth day of big May

Already came into his own.

All over the camp from edge to edge

There is no such city, no village,

Wherever you come victory in May

Great ninth.

Someone sang and someone cried

And someone slept in the damp earth.

The words sound against the background of the song "Day victories".

Boy. Berlin has fallen. Nazi Germany was defeated. Complete war ended with victory Soviet and other peoples against German fascism. But great and bitter was the price of this victories. 9 May 1945 of the year silent after the battles, Berlin exploded with a salute of the long-awaited victory. Our country celebrated the first day of peace with jubilation. On Red Square, a salute was given from a thousand guns.

The words sound against the background of the sound of a tuning fork.

Leading. 4 years of war- this is 1418 days and nights! 34 thousand hours and 20 million dead people! 20 million, just imagine - if a minute of silence is announced for each of the 20 million in the country, the country will be silent. 32 of the year!

Quiet, guys, a moment of silence

In the morning they met the sun,

Our peers are almost.

There are none among us

Who went to the front and did not return.

Let's remember through the centuries, through of the year,

For those who will never come.

REMEMBER!

The script is designed for holding a solemn line dedicated to the memory of those who died in the Great Patriotic War of 1941-1945. If at school the students have grandparents - war veterans, they can be invited to the assembly hall to hold a line. It is necessary to pre-select a leader and 4 schoolchildren for a story about the war. Scenario for children of primary school age.

Host: On May 9, for the umpteenth time, the fireworks of the Great Victory will thunder in every city. And the memory of the people to this day keeps the moments of immeasurable suffering of those distant war years and the enormous courage of Soviet soldiers and home front workers. Victory Day on May 9, 1945 is familiar to every country, but our people have been going to it for four long years, which will be discussed now.

First student:
Forty-first year. The war has begun.
Even the dust of all times will not tighten -
This date is remembered by our whole country,
Keep her memory forever.

How then our whole country rose,
How they went to the front with a banner,
We cannot forget this date,
After all, there were many dead and wounded in the year.

We suffered losses, but the people did not give up,
We died, but the country was not given away,
Let the enemy sing songs on the graves,
But we believed in strength, we knew.

Second student:
Year forty-two is coming,
The enemy aimed a cannon at Leningrad,
The bomb destroys and tears everything in the district,
But we do not cry into the pillow at night.

The enemy could not even for a moment,
Stop our valor and honor
Heartbeat didn't stop
So, there is strength and will!

From the raid, Hitler could not break
Our will to great victories,
The people will not get tired of mourning for the dead,
And the third year is following...

Third student:
Year forty-three is now coming,
Frontiers are waiting ahead,
But none of us roars in the steppe,
Creating ditches, dugouts.

At the crossroads of the desert then,
Soldiers wrote their names
So that in a peaceful hour the country could
Remember everyone and always remember!

Fourth student:
Year forty-four came imperceptibly,
Fatigue and even impotence
But I believe in light, I believe in summer,
Where everything is stable.

There is still a war, but everyone stubbornly believes
That the day will come, and we will drink the pain to the bottom,
That a peaceful day will open doors for all of us,
With a new day, silence will come.

Fifth student:
Year forty-five - dumb darkness,
Still standing all over the country
But the day is big at the beginning of May,
Already striving for us - for you!

And there is no such region in the country,
Where would victory not come,
Where would it be the beginning of May,
The country would not mark!

And someone was crying unceasingly
And someone could not stop laughing,
And someone returned smoothly,
And someone will sleep forever ...

Host: For four long years there was a terrible, difficult, Great War. For 1418 days, evenings, nights, the battle for their homeland did not stop. Almost 20 million dead - if each of the dead is honored with a minute of silence, the country will be in complete silence for 32 years.

Guys, let's have a moment of silence
Let's honor the memory of our heroes
Their voices once sounded
They once had dreams.

In the morning they once met the sun,
But life was given for the good of the country,
But they believed and they knew
That we will remember them.

Who left and will never return...
We will remember through the ages
Because they gave the sun
Because they gave us life.

The memory of the dead is honored with a minute of silence.
We will remember you
We know your contribution
In our bright life
Sleep well, soldier!

(The song “Victory Day” sounds, the guys can perform it themselves or sing along to the soundtrack. The line is over.)

Motivational block.

Recruiting new first-graders every time, I never cease to be surprised: how different they are! Kind and cordial, diligent and not very, patient and restless. The energy of childhood is inexhaustible, you just need to skillfully direct it, open the doors to a complex and contradictory, but so attractive for a child. the world to help you take the first steps in it.

Having 25 years of experience in the MOU "Secondary School No. 18" as a teacher primary school and the class teacher, I am deeply convinced that education should permeate all spheres of a child’s life, and I consider the civil-patriotic and spiritual-moral education of students to be the most important.

AT last decade In Russia, economic and political changes took place, which led to significant social differentiation of the population and the loss of spiritual values. These changes have reduced the educational impact Russian culture and education as the most important factors in the formation of a sense of patriotism. The gradual loss by our society of the traditionally Russian patriotic consciousness has become more and more noticeable, which has led to deformation in the upbringing of the younger generation. Therefore, the need to revive patriotic education today is one of the priority tasks of educational work. Patriotic education should be carried out on the basis of a qualitatively new idea of ​​the status of education, taking into account domestic traditions, national and regional characteristics, and the achievements of modern pedagogical experience.

My family was not spared by the war, both grandfathers were participants in the Second World War. One died defending the city of Leningrad in 1941. The second grandfather died of wounds in 1985, was a member of the crossing of the Dnieper, where he received his severe wound. Probably, it was these circumstances that became motivational in choosing one of the directions of my educational work - civil-patriotic and spiritual-moral education of students. I present one of the directions of the program of education of my first graders, which is called"Where does the Motherland begin?"

Target : creating conditions for the education of patriots of Russia, citizens of a democratic state with a sense of national pride, civic dignity, love for the Fatherland, his people.

Tasks:

expand students' ideas about their small motherland, its traditions, culture and history

contribute to the developmentthe process of formation of civic qualities in schoolchildren

continue the formation of the moral foundations of the individual, the level of spiritual culture, humanistic attitude to the world and people

Estimated result

As a result of the program implementation, children will develop:

• knowledge about the traditions, culture and history of their small and large Motherland
• the need to comply with moral, spiritual, legal universal norms
• active citizenship
• understanding of healthy lifestyle as a necessity
• feelings of national pride, love and respect for their Fatherland, people.

Forms and methods of work

Consciousness Formation Methods	Conversations rally Presentation Explanations Encounter study stories exposure cool watch
Methods of organizing activities	Research Holidays Games concerts Line excursions KTD Museum projects of the evening publications timurovtsy
Methods of motivation and stimulation	Incentives Thanks

Program Implementation Principles

variability (focus on creating space for self-realization of program participants; determining the individual development trajectory of each participant)

the principle of co-creation (the program is implemented by all participants in the educational process)

the principle of dynamics (the program is in development and adaptation to constantly changing conditions of implementation)

principle of integration (development various parties children's personalities)

the principle of self-determination (the development of the ability of all participants in the process to design their own activities)

the principle of humanism (orientation to the individual)

The main executors of the activities of the program are the class teacher, children and their parents.

Scenario of the holiday Victory Day

« FOR FOUR YEARS THERE WAS A WAR"

Target: The development of patriotic feelings and the formation of a sense of pride in their homeland.

Tasks:

to acquaint students with historically significant dates and events for the country,

instill an interest in history

to form a feeling of love and pride for the Motherland, for the feat accomplished by the Russian people.

Registration: A screen, a projector, a memory bell, candles, a frame for a tape of memory, a photo - the faces of Victory, triangles - letters from the front, graphic drawings on the topic "There is a people's war..."

Music sounds. In the hall are veterans. Veterans present are introduced by name with indication of awards.

HOST: On May 9, 2010, the Victory salute will thunder for the 65th time. And the immeasurable suffering of the war years and the immeasurable courage of the people are still alive in the memory of the people.
Day May 9, 1945 knows the whole world. Our country has been going to this day for 4 years. But what years...

(poems are read by fifth grade children, in their hands they have tablets with the years of the war)
1st READER: -Forty-first! June.
Year and month of nationwide struggle.
Even the dust of time
This date cannot be delayed.
The country was rising
And went to the front porto
red stars
Carrying away banners on the canvases.
2nd READER:Forty second! To Leningrad
Girth on three sides
Hitler was marching with 40 divisions.
Bombed. He brought the artillery closer,
But did not shake a single micron
Didn't stop for a moment
He is the heartbeat of Leningrad.
And seeing this, the enraged enemy,
Assuming the city to take from the raid,
Seemingly proven strategists
He called for help: Frost and Darkness.
And they came ready to win
And the third, Hunger, followed them.
3rd READER:Forty third!
In the damp steppe under the dig,
Where we broke the lines
Where were the long trenches.
Ditches, barriers, dugouts.
There, at the deserted crossroads,
So that the country remembers them
On the stars, on plywood boards
We wrote names.
4th READER:Forty-fourth!
Another war, but we stubbornly believe
What will be the day, we will drink the pain to the bottom.
The wide world will open the doors for us again,
Silence will rise with the new dawn.
5th READER:Forty-fifth!
There was still darkness,
The grass wept in the mist.
Ninth day of big May
Already came into his own.
All over the country from end to end
There is no such city, no village,
Wherever Victory comes in May
Great ninth.
Someone sang and someone cried
And someone slept in the damp earth ...

child reader
What songs are front
The past created war!
Feelings are vibrant in them.
Rising in an unstoppable wave.

Leading
The song of the war years... Together with the Fatherland, she joined the soldier's ranks from the first days of the war and walked along the dusty and smoky roads until the very Victory. The song shared sorrows and joys with the soldiers, encouraged the fighters with a cheerful joke, mourned with them about separation from their relatives. In the name of Victory, the song helped endure hunger and cold, gave the people the strength to endure and win.
How many of them, beautiful and unforgettable songs of the war years. And each has its own story, its own destiny ... The soundtrack of the 1st verse and the chorus of the song "Holy War" sounds.
The 1st narrator and a boy in a tunic enter the stage. (Senior students)

1st narrator
On the third day of the war, June 24, 1941, Vasily Ivanovich Lebedev-Kumach's poems "Holy War" were published on the front page of the newspapers Izvestia and Krasnaya Zvezda. The newspaper with poems came to the head of the Red Banner Song and Dance Ensemble of the Red Army A.V. Alexandrov. The poems shocked the composer. And the next day there was a song. The first performance of the song took place at the Belorussky railway station on June 27, 1941.

Frames of wires to the front of the photo chronicle of the beginning of the Great Patriotic War are projected on the screen.

Boy in a tunic
We sang "Holy War" for the fighters leaving for the front, and we all experienced the real shock that happens when you come into contact with artwork great truth of life. I remember that the soldiers sitting on wooden chests... suddenly got up after the first verse of "Holy War" and in the ensuing silence, standing, listened to the song... Then they demanded to repeat the song again and again, trying to sing along, memorize the words in order to take them away with them with the parting smile of a mother or wife.

1st narrator.

Again and again, five times in a row, the ensemble "Holy War" sang. Thus began the path of the song, glorious and long. From that day on, the song was sung everywhere: at the forefront, in partisan detachments, in the rear. Every morning after the Kremlin chimes, it sounded on the radio.

The song is "Holy War"
(lyrics by V. Lebedev-Kumach, music by A. Alexandrov).

LEADING:The light of memory, the light of sorrow and love...
And after many years, and through the centuries
A hot drop of spilled blood
Our children bring it in themselves!

(Poems are read by first graders.)
1 Child: Here's the news: grandma said

That she fought in the partisans!

You are a coward, dear granny ....

I have a trifling cold -

You're heartbroken right now.

If I scratch myself to the point of bleeding,

You lose all your health.

And when cannons are fired at the cinema,

You immediately close your ears!

Grandma answered quietly:

That's right, I was a coward then ....

And then, at the sight of someone's blood, I completely lost my health,

And when the cannon fired from the hillock,

I was scared for the whole village!

I wasn't afraid for myself.

So I ended up in the squad.

2 Child: Once upon a time my grandfather

Was a boy like me.

Only his childhood was difficult,

Because there was a war.

I know about her from books

I saw her in the movies -

Grandpa was a boy...

True, it was a long time ago.

3 Child: He told me how it used to be

Toys, throwing away, away,

Worked with old and small,

To help the soldiers at the front.

And he remembered, like a mother,

To save their children

Added bran to the dough

And baked this bread in the oven.

4 Child: My grandfather also told me

What is potato peel

Soup was cooked, and everyone was very happy,

This holiday was for children.

Of course, I'm not a stupid guy,

I can understand everything, but

I can't imagine

For children to live like this ...

5 Child: I want you, grandfather, dear

Give candy and chocolate

At least now you eat plenty

And let childhood come back.

6 Child: Yes, there was little bread, light,

Toys, candy holidays.

You learned this ruthless word early - "No!"

So you lived, not knowing yourself

What did the war do to you?

And maternal eyes

The country looked into your eyes

You were her cherished hope in a bitter hour -

And the light and salt of the native land and its golden reserve.

7 Child: We judge war differently

We are childish, and you with tears,

But we want you to know and remember

How we appreciate the world that you gave

Though small, but patriots

And let in a child's hand and let the little flag

Your blood burns in us, filling us with valor

And native country, honor and glory of victory

A child comes out with dad, with bouquets of flowers.

Reader child. R veterans live with us with poison,
That have passed on the roads of war.
Let their old wounds hurt
But in spirit they are as strong as ever.

Dad.
The war of the heart has seared you

Separation and ruthless fire,
But still she did not kill you
That which we call kindness.
There is no one in the world more humane
People who have gone through the hell of war.
After all, they remember forever
The price of that early gray hair
That, as if showered with ashes
Quite boyish whiskey.
Although a lot of time has passed since then,
But can you get away from that longing
Which stood in dry eyes
Boys, gray-haired from trouble.
After all, even now life has not leveled
Wars are cruel traces.
That's why someone else's pain worries you so much,
And won't let you sleep at night.
He cannot tolerate cruelty
Who lives for the happiness of others!

Children give flowers to veterans. For memory, veterans are asked to be photographed for a memorable picture.

HOST: The war went on for 4 years - that's 1418 days and nights! 34 thousand hours and 20 million dead people! 20 million, just imagine - if a minute of silence is announced for each of the 20 million in the country, the country will be silent ... 32 years!

Quiet, guys, a moment of silence
Let's honor the memory of heroes
And their voices once sounded
In the morning they met the sun,
Our peers are almost.
There are none among us
Who went to the front and did not return.
Let's remember through the centuries, through the years,
About those who will never come again.
Let's remember!

A moment of silence.

The light is turned off, the children sit in a "circle", and a candle is lit.

Look, children, at a burning candle. What does a flame flame look like?

(children's answers).

Where else could you look at the flame and think about something mysterious, important?

(children's answers). But there is a fire that evokes special feelings and special memories in people. This is the fire on the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier.

Why is the grave so named? (children's answers). There are many such graves in our land. These graves contain the remains of soldiers who died on the battlefield during the war. The ashes of one of these soldiers are buried near the Kremlin wall in Moscow. Therefore, on the tombstone is written: Your name unknown." And what does the second part of the inscription mean: “Your feat is eternal” (children's answers). This inscription means that people will always remember that the fallen soldiers defended their Motherland, their relatives and friends, their children and grandchildren.

Memory tape.
A family in which there are close relatives participating in the Great Patriotic War: in combat operations, in the rear, in besieged Leningrad, in a partisan detachment, child prisoners - prepare material and photographs in advance. At the holiday, children with their parents come up to the memory tape and place a photo on the tape, naming the degree of relationship, last name and first name.
And in memory they light a candle, strike the bell.

Leading. And now a question for all the guests. What do we value most in life? (answers) These are the components of our happiness in life, which fascism wanted to deprive us of.

Recording of the song "Victory Day".
Children stand in a semicircle, with drawings of a peaceful life in their hands.

Child Reader 1 The sun has freckles, the sun has toys.
He does not need machine guns and guns.

It dreams of happiness and dances,
He draws smiles of flowers on the pavement.

child reader 2
It won't set this good sun,
Which is called the childhood of the planet.

Not! We declare war
To all evil and black forces

The grass must be green
And the sky is blue.

Child Reader 3
We need a colorful world.
And we'll all be happy
When they disappear to earth
All bullets and shells.

Child Reader 4
Thank you soldiers
For life, for childhood, for spring,
For silence, for a peaceful home,
For the world we live in.

Children congratulate veterans.