Scene-fairy tale "Snowdrop". Staged for "Snowdrop Day"

Actors: Podsnezhn and k - Nadya, S olnyshko - Amul;

T at h to and - Lidzh, Denis, Dima; V e t e r - Sasha; In about robe y-Ayuka; The girl is Arina.

A snowdrop grows in a forest clearing. Warms the Sun - strokes the Snowdrop from one side or the other. Snowdrop wakes up, stretches.

Sun. Wake up, spring has come!

P o d s nezh n and k. And who am I?

Sun. You are Snowdrop.

P o d s nezh n and k. Why me?

Sun. And this is what you have to understand for yourself. Here I am the Sun, I give everyone light and warmth. Everyone rejoices.

Snowdrop. But I don't know how to shine and give warmth. Does that mean I don't need anyone?

The clouds cover the sun.

Po d s n e zh n and k. Oh, where is the Sun?

T at h to i. We closed it.

P o d s nezh n and k. And who are you?

T at h to i. We are Clouds.

P o d s ne zh n and k. And what are you needed for?

T at h to i. We all water, water, help grow. Do you want to be friends with us?

Snowdrop. But I don't know how to water and grow.

The wind flies, the clouds fly away, the snowdrop sways, closes from the wind.

C o d s n e f n i k. Why are you blowing like that?

Wind. I am a wind. I drive the clouds so that they water the whole earth. I am very needed. Do you want to fly with me?

Snowdrop (trying to blow like the wind). I can't blow.

Wind. Well then, for now, I have no time!

The wind flies away, the Sparrow arrives. Cheerfully tweets, flies across the clearing. Notices Snowdrop.

Sparrow. Chick-chirp, chick-chirp! Hello Snowdrop! Why are you sad?

S n e s n e n i k. I don't know what I'm for.

Sparrow. Maybe you can fly and chirp like me? This makes it fun for everyone! Chick-chirp, chick-chirp!

Snowdrop (trying to fly, but failing). No, I can't.

Sparrow. Well then, goodbye, I'm in a hurry!

Snowdrop (upset). I can't do anything! Neither shine, nor water, nor even chirp (squats down, sad).

A girl appears in the clearing, crying bitterly. Snowdrop comes up to her, strokes her head, regrets.

P o d s ne zh n and k. What is the matter with you, did someone offend you?

Girl (continuing to sob). No.

C o d s ne zh n and k. Why are you crying?

Girl. Mom's birthday is coming soon, but I still haven't figured out what to give my mom. I so wanted to surprise her.

Snowdrop. Don't cry, I'll think of something (walks around the stage, thinks). What if… (hesitantly). What if you give me a gift?

Girl (surprised). You?

C o d s ne zh n and k. Well, yes, me. After all, I'm a flower, albeit a small one.

Girl (joyfully). That's great! How could I not have guessed! My mom loves flowers so much! I will draw you and present to my mother! Thank you, you helped me so much!

P o d s n e f n i k. Me?

Girl. Well, of course!

S n e s n e n g . So, I can also be of some help?

Girl. Of course you can. Everyone does what they can, someone gives water, someone warms, someone pleases with their beauty, like you.

All the participants in the dramatization come on stage, stand near the Snowdrop, hold hands, take turns reading the lines of the poem.

1. Nothing that you did not come out tall, -

Everyone can be useful.

2. And the baby will look like an adult,

If he helps others.

3. Draw a portrait of a flower:

snowdrop, chamomile,

4. Forget-me-nots, cornflower,

Yes, even porridge!

5. But don't touch it, don't tear it -

Sit quietly next to me

6. Stop this moment

Patient look!

7. If I pick a flower,

8. If everything: both I and you,

Chorus: If we pick flowers - (chorus)

9. All glades will be empty

And there will be no beauty.

Ecological fairy tale about snowdrops from the collection "Irinushka's Tales"

Lychangina Lyubov Vladimirovna, teacher of MBDOU CRR Kindergarten "Thumbelina" Moscow Region, Aldan, RS (Y)
Target: ecological, aesthetic, moral education of children through the literary word.
Tasks: give an initial idea of ​​\u200b\u200bprimroses; to acquaint with the specific features of snowdrops (colors, shape, structure);
develop coherent speech, logical thinking, broaden horizons;
cultivate curiosity and respect for the nature of the native land.

Fairy tale about snowdrops

Once upon a time in the forest there was an evil sorceress Griselda, who hated flowers. She hated everything alive, bright, elegant and fragrant. Therefore, the sight of beautiful flowers aroused black malice in her heart.
In particular, she hated snowdrops. It was probably because the colors of these charming harbingers of spring - yellow, blue, blue, violet and white - reminded her of the bright light of the spring sun, the lovely shades of the sky and the snow-white clouds that scurried across this clear sky.

After all, such a transformation of the surrounding world meant that in the spring nature begins a new, young life, which she, the evil old woman, will never have.

And every time in the spring, appearing in the forest and seeing the bushes of snowdrops, Griselda came into a violent rage. She uprooted flowers from the ground and scattered them across the clearing in different directions, roughly trampling on the unfortunate flowers with her feet.

And the next year, blooming fluffy heads of primroses no longer appeared at this place. After all, the roots of snowdrops could never recover on their own. So the feisty witch destroyed almost all the primroses in the area.

But one day the flower fairy Aprelin flew into the forest. Realizing that beautiful spring flowers are on the verge of extinction, she began to act. I found out that Griselda is very afraid of snow. After all, its bright whiteness blinded her old eyes, causing streams of caustic tears. And the fairy decided to act. She used this old woman's fear of snow to save the snowdrop family.

The wise fairy Aprelin ordered the primroses to grow and bloom in early spring, when the thawed patches are still full of snow. The flowers were very surprised.
We are so tender, fragile, how can we grow through the thickness of the snow? they asked timidly.

Do not be afraid, my dears, - the good fairy answered, - the spring sun will help you. It will melt the snow, and make its remains loose, you can easily break through its thin layer with your leaves.
- I will endow you with cold resistance, endurance and strength, which no other flower will have.

When the sorceress, having come to the forest in spring, saw that the flowers were protected by a snowball, she was almost completely blind, was seriously frightened and realized that she would never again be able to harm spring nature. Spouting rude curses, she retired to her dense thicket for all eternity.

And since that time, snowdrops have been growing from under the snow in the very early spring, delighting people with their extraordinary beauty, grace, and surprising vitality.

Evil Griselda could not completely destroy all the snowdrops in the world.
The most beautiful, life-loving primroses continue to grow and multiply, but unfortunately, there are still very few of them on earth.
Watch out for snowdrops! Do not tear the bouquets! Never uproot plants from the ground!

Content questions:
What is the name of the story we read?
- Why are snowdrops so called?
- What do the words cold resistance, endurance, vitality, fragility mean?
Why did the wicked witch hate these flowers the most?
- What did the fact that the sorceress constantly exterminated snowdrops lead to?
- How can we help snowdrops survive?
- What do you know about the Red Book?
- What kind of snowdrops grows in our northern regions?
Watch out for snowdrops!

Galina Tuchina
Snowdrop Tale

One day, on a March day, the sun sailed across the sky above the forest and saw miracle: from under the snow a small thin snowdrop, only his blue hat was visible. The sun smiled and its hot rays shone brighter. Snowdrop stretched out towards the sun, opened the petals and smiled too.

At this time, an evil, prickly wind ran past. He didn't like that the snowdrop did not smile at him, but to the sun. The wind called his faithful friends - cold gray clouds. Clouds covered the sun and it started to snow. Snowdrop swayed in the wind and bowed his hat to the ground. At this time, a swallow flew past, and she felt sorry for the dying flower. She flew closer to substitute your wing and the snowdrop resisted. He whispered to her: "Dear swallow, rather fly to the sun, disperse the clouds with your wings, and the sun will warm me again with its rays." The swallow quickly rose into the sky and flapped its wings near the cold gray clouds. The cold, angry clouds did not expect that such a small bird would not be frightened by their formidable appearance, and burst into tears from resentment. Instead of snow, it rained. Drops fell on the hat snowdrop and gave him new powers. The clouds saw that their drops helped this little flower to survive and laughed with happiness. They parted and the sun came out again. Snowdrop cheerfully shook his blue hat. Now he was not alone, even the gray clouds stopped being angry and became his friends.

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Millions of flowers bloom on earth every year. They are so different, but all, without exception, are beautiful. Look at the flower that grows near your house, in the garden, in the field or in the forest. Whatever it is - very tiny or huge, you will be fascinated by its fabulous beauty.
In the region where I live, a lot of snow falls in winter, and in spring the sun turns it into streams of melt water. As soon as the snow melts, in the clearings in the forest, in the meadows, in the gardens, in the flower beds near the houses, amazing creatures called flowers bloom and bloom until late autumn.
Today I will tell you a fairy tale about a small flower that blooms every year in the forest in early spring and is the first to rush to meet the Sun. His name is Snowdrop.
Spring came. The sun began to peek out more often from behind the gray clouds. It illuminated the clearings in the forest and melted the snow. And as soon as the earth warmed up a little, tiny sprouts of herbs and flowers appeared from it. They liked the sunlight so much that they began to grow very quickly, reach up towards the Sun, and soon covered the earth with a bright multi-colored carpet of blooming flowers and green grass.
And a small, very delicate white flower could not keep up with them. Because tall blades of grass and flowers, like a dense dense forest, blocked the sunlight from him, preventing him from warming up and getting stronger.
“I need to see the Sun too!” - said the flower, asking the blade of grass to part and let it through to the Sun.
But the thin voice of a small flower was not heard by tall blades of grass and large flowers. They didn't care about the baby. The main thing is that they themselves could warm themselves with warm rays from morning to evening, and therefore grew even higher and became even stronger.
The little flower froze. Not a single ray of sunlight hit its head, warmed its delicate white petals. The flower bowed its head sadly and wept.
Spring passed, then summer, autumn, winter, and spring came again. But this spring the flower was not lucky. He never saw the sun. And it did not know about his trouble. Only one Earth felt sorry for her son and came up with this.
She said to the little flower:
- Next year, in early spring, when the snow has not yet melted, do not wait for it to melt, but try your best to grow. Strive up to the Sun, and do not be afraid of cold snow! Then you will be the first and win!
The flower did just that. As soon as spring came, he struggled to break through the loose snow. He was not even cold, because he knew that there, behind this snow, the Sun lives, which will warm him!
And when the little flower saw the clear blue sky and bright sunlight, he cried out with joy:
- Hooray! I see sunshine! Good afternoon, dear Sun!
The sun admired looking at him and said:
Hello, small but incredibly bold flower! I am very glad that you are not afraid of cold snow!
As a reward for courage, the Sun decided to warm the thin stalk of the flower and its blond head. It immediately sent down to the flower, its hottest rays! From such heat, all the snow on the sunny meadow melted in an instant. And then the forest saw how the whole clearing was covered with a carpet of amazing, very delicate small snow-white flowers.
These were Snowdrops - the first spring flowers, little brothers and sisters of the baby Snowdrop, who was the very first of all flowers to break through the snow to see the spring Sun and get to know him.

2.01.13
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Reviews

Dear Tatyana! What a wonderful tale about the very first bold Snowdrop! There is so much sincerity, warmth and kindness in it! Tomorrow, on the first day of Spring, I will certainly read it to first-graders at a labor lesson, we will just make postcards with our own hands, inside of which cute snowdrops will come to life and bloom. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for the joy you brought! With respect and warmth, Evgenia, Kyiv.

Thank you very much, dear Evgenia, for the warmth of your words! It's great to read such kind reviews! May your snowdrops and my fairy tale create joyful impressions in the hearts of children. Such bright moments are remembered for a long time!
Sincerely,