In a small town on the most ordinary street, in the most ordinary house, there lived a boy, Petya. Petya recently turned 8 years old, and he felt very grown up. His parents gave him a beautiful new soccer ball for his birthday. Petya valued this ball very much. When I walked on the street, I did not let him out of my hands and did not let any of the guys play.
Once, when Petya was left at home alone, he heard some rustling in the closet. The boy was frightened, but curiosity got the better of him, he decided to open the door and look inside. There, in the darkness, sat a little round man...
- Hello, Petya.
- Hello. And who are you?
- I? I am a little wizard. Petya, you are a very good boy, so I can give you whatever you want. Do you want some candy?
- I want, - Petya was delighted.
- Okay, but I have one condition.
- Which?
- You must eat candy alone and not share with anyone.
- Okay, - said Petya, - it's easy, I can do it.
And the little man gave him a big package of sweets.
The boy thought: “How wonderful that I now have my own little wizard! It’s great that you don’t have to share with anyone, as mom and dad and grandmother constantly taught.
Petya went outside. The sun shone brightly. The guys immediately ran up and, seeing a large package of sweets in the boy’s hands, began to wait for him to treat them. But Petya pressed the sweets to himself, went to the bench and ate it all alone.
Several days have passed. One evening, Petya again heard a rustle in the closet, this time it was louder. The boy opened the door without fear and saw the same round little man, only he became larger. The little man smiled.
- Hello, Petya! How wonderful of you to visit me. I have a surprise for you.” The little wizard took out a new cell phone from somewhere. “Here,” he handed it to the boy.
- Here it is yes-ah-ah-ah-ah! Petya exclaimed. His parents had not yet allowed him to have a telephone, but he really wanted to.
"Now it's yours," said the little man. But remember our agreement!
- Yes Yes! Of course! I won’t give it to anyone,” the boy said quickly.
Petya was happy. He went out into the street, beaming with pleasure, he wanted to brag, but the guys did not come up to him. The boys already knew that Petya would not share anything with them, among themselves they called him a greedy man. All evening Petya sat alone on the bench, admiring his new acquisition.
The next day he looked into the closet again. Opening the door, the boy screamed in surprise. The little wizard had grown overnight and was already as tall as Petya.
- Hello, dear Petya. Do you like my gifts?
- Of course! But what is happening to you, why are you growing?
- Because you help me, thank you for that. And today I have prepared a special gift for you - a bicycle. It's yours, take it.
Petya's joy knew no bounds!!!
- And not to give to anyone? he asked.
- Nobody.
Petya took the bike and went for a walk, imagining how his friends would stare at him with envy. Going out into the street, I saw that all the children were playing in the neighboring yard. Petya rode up to them on a brand new shiny bicycle, but no one paid attention to the boy. "Well, let it be," thought Petya. He rode around the yard for almost an hour, and when he got tired, he went home a little upset. "I'd better talk to my new friend from the closet," he decided.
When he returned, he found that the door to the closet was ajar. Looking in, Petya recoiled in horror. The little wizard was no longer small, he could barely fit in the closet. It seemed that if he started to move, the walls of the room would collapse.
- You've become so big!
Yes, and it's all thanks to you! In the closet it became crowded for me, and now I will live in your room.
But this is my room! And only mine!
- Of course, of course, I understand. But I'll give you whatever you want.
Petya thought. A couple more days and the little man will destroy the house. What will happen then? “So be it, I won’t be greedy and give him my room,” the boy decided.
- Okay, stay with me.
After these words, right before our eyes, the wizard began to decrease. Suddenly it dawned on Petya who this little man really was. It was greed!! Yes, yes, his greed, Petina! How did he not understand this before? The boy immediately took the bike and went outside. Seeing a neighbor's girl, he offered her a ride, and at that time he ran home. To great joy, greed has decreased. Then Petya understood what to do next. He grabbed the soccer ball and ran outside again. Boys were playing on the sports ground, and Petya went to them. Together they played until the evening. Petya came home happy and tired. When he opened the closet, he saw no one there. The greed is gone!

The tale is intended for children of preschool and primary school age. The author is a teacher of psychology, a practicing "clinical psychologist" Daria Alexandrovna Potykan

She lived - was in the world a very greedy girl. She did not share food with anyone, did not let anyone play her toys. At school, she hid somewhere in the corner and secretly ate her breakfast. If they gave her something, for example, a chocolate bar, then she did not treat her mother, father, grandfather, or grandmother. She ate everything herself.

A kind magician from the country of Knowledge and Skill found out about this girl. He decided to help the greedy girl get rid of greed. He sent her to the planet Zhadin. Only greedy people live on this planet. Each of them has his own house, where they do not let anyone in. It rains all the time on this planet. Therefore, all the greedy people sit in their houses and overeat with food. Due to the fact that they could not get rid of greed, each of them has an invisible man sitting on their shoulder. His name is Zhadulka. It arose in the subtle world, and therefore we do not see it. This Zhadulka is very harmful. He keeps whispering in their ear: “Don't share. Don't share." And they listen to him.

A greedy girl is walking down the street. She knocks at every house, asking to be let in to warm up and to be given something to eat. She is all wet, cold and hungry. Of course, you already guessed that not a single greedy person let her in and did not share food. She goes further, coming to the very last house. All so miserable and sad. She is already beginning to understand how bad it is when everyone around is greedy.

She knocks on the door of the last house, hoping that at least here they will let her in and feed her. Do you think they will let her in or not? The door opened and on the threshold stood a small, pretty girl. She let the greedy girl into the house, gave her dry clothes, sat her down by the stove and fed her delicious food. At that moment, the greedy girl was glad even for a crust of black bread, she was so hungry. She ate, and then said: "Thank you" and burst into tears.

“Why are you crying?” asked the pretty girl. You, I think, have already guessed who this girl was. Yes, it was a kind wizard in the form of a girl. “I am very ashamed that I was so greedy. Now I understand what it was like for those people with whom I did not share, ”the girl answered, sobbing. The greed has gone from her. Little Jadulka, sitting on her shoulder, disappeared. She helped the cute little girl wash the dishes and clean the house. She did not want to leave this house. So it was comfortable and joyful. But it's time to go home.

The next day at school, the girl treated all the children with sweets. She no longer felt greedy. There was no more stinger on her shoulder. She gained a sense of generosity and always treated her mother, father, grandparents when they gave her something tasty, such as a chocolate bar. Are you, readers, greedy or generous?

MBOU "Solovyikhinskaya secondary school"

"Greed is the beginning of every grief"

Prepared

Classroom teacher

2 classes

Ryzhykh M. L.

2016

Moral class hour "About the greedy and greed" for grade 2

Target

create conditions for the development of positive qualities of character.

Tasks:

- to teach to distinguish between the concept of greedy and thrifty;

- explain the essence of the concept of "greed".

- contribute to the formation of a desire to overcome the bad qualities of character.

preliminary work :

Literature preparation; stories about greed and greed.

Questioning;

Conduct form : conversation with elements of dialogue, group work

Event progress

- Today at the class hour we will talk ... But by the way, look carefully at the Hungarian fairy tale and determine the topic of our conversation yourself.

Viewing the fairy tale "Two Greedy Little Bears"

Who will name the topic of the class hour?

Why did the cubs get small pieces?

Could this story have ended differently?

You correctly identified the topic of our conversation.

Teacher. In your life, you have probably heard such a word as "greed", "greedy".

How do you understand the meaning of the word "greed"?

What does a greedy person look like?

What could he be greedy for?

Greed for money, for food, for things - comment on each statement.

Let's find in the explanatory dictionary of the Russian language S. I. Ozhegov the meaning of the word GREED. “Greed is an excessive desire to satisfy any desires.”

Guys, tell me, greed for money, for example, can push a person to commit bad deeds? What?

So you can say that greed brings grief?

Our class hour will be held under the motto: "Greed is the beginning of every grief"

2. Analysis of Russian folk proverbs.

It is known that proverbs contain the wisdom of the people. Let's read the proverbs and try to explain their meaning.

Proverbs are written on the board:

If you want a lot, you will lose the last.

Much to wish for - no good to be seen.

Greed is the beginning of every grief.

Everything is not enough for the insatiable.

A little greed brings great harm.

Guys, remember the fairy tales in which the heroes showed greed? (The Tale of the Fisherman and the Fish, the Fox and the Crane, Porridge from an Ax)

Reading and discussion of the story by V. Oseeva "Blue Leaves"

Katya had two green pencils. But Lena has none.

So Lena asks Katya:

Give me a green pencil.

And Katya says:

I'll ask my mom.

Both girls come to school the next day. Lena asks:

Did mom let you?

And Katya sighed and said:

Mom allowed me, but I forgot to ask my brother.

Well, ask another brother, - says Lena.

Katya comes the next day.

Well, did your brother let you? - asks Lena.

Look, - says Katya, - don't fix it, don't press hard, don't take it in your mouth. Don't draw too much.

I, - says Lena, - only need to draw leaves on the trees and green grass.

This is a lot, - says Katya, and she frowns her eyebrows. And she made a disgusted face.

Lena looked at her and walked away. I didn't take a pencil.

Katya was surprised and ran after her.

Well, what are you? Take it!

No, Lena replies.

In class, the teacher asks:

Why do you, Lenochka, have blue leaves on the trees?

No green pencil.

Why didn't you take it from your girlfriend?

Lena is silent. And Katya blushed and said:

I gave it to her, but she won't take it.

The teacher looked at both and said:

You have to give so that you can take.

Issues for discussion:

What can you say about Katya?

Why didn't Lena take a pencil when Katya offered it to her?

How do you understand the teacher's words at the end of the story?

Is it possible to call Katya Lena's friend?

Can a person be happy if he is greedy?

Would you like to have a greedy friend?

What do you think is better in life - the ability to give and share or the ability not to give anything to anyone?

Which proverb fits the story?

Teacher: So, guys, you probably realized that a greedy person will never be happy, because he has no friends, and life without friends is empty and uninteresting.

Game: "Ball of generosity"

- take a balloon and be honest - what did you share with others - (I shared sweets with children, I shared a game that I brought, shared toys, etc.)

So what are you? (generous, not greedy, kind, considerate…)

Listen to one story. Think if the boy is right .

Mom gave Kostya colored pencils.

One day his friend Vitya came to Kostya.

Let's draw.

Kostya put down the box of pencils. There were only three pencils: red, green, blue.

And where are the rest? - asked Vitya.

Kostya shrugged.

Yes, I gave them away: my sister's friend took the brown one - she needed to paint the roof of the house; I gave pink and blue to one girl from our yard - she lost hers ... And Petya took black and yellow from me - he just didn’t have enough of them ...

But you yourself were left without pencils! - the comrade was surprised. - Don't you need them?

No, they are very necessary, but all such cases that it is impossible not to give!

Vitya took pencils from the box, turned them over in his hands and said:

Anyway, you give it to someone, so it's better to give it to me. I don't have any pencil!

Kostya looked at the empty box.

Well, take it .... Since such a case ... - he muttered.

Issues for discussion:

Should you always give when asked?

What can be given away?

How should you respond if you cannot return the item?

Work in pairs

I will give each pair of cards with three words. Read them carefully and eliminate the superfluous. Why?

Is it possible to put an equal sign between greed and thrift?

GREED = THRIFT (no)

GREED = SPIN (yes)

The guys read the poem by Y. Akim "The Greedy Man"

Who holds his candy in his fist.
To eat it secretly from everyone in the corner.
Who, going out into the yard, none of the neighbors
Won't let you ride a bike?

Who with chalk, rubber band - any trifle
Will not share with anyone in class
A suitable name has been given to it.
Not even a name, but a nickname - ZHADINA!

I do not ask the greedy for anything
I will not invite a greedy person to visit.
A good friend will not come out of the greedy.
You can't even call him a friend.

So I'll be honest guys..

FROM I will never be greedy!

The teacher shows a drawing paper with a yellow circle:

Children, what do you think? (Kolobok, pancake, sun ...)

You guessed right - it's the sun.

How does the generous sun share dreams? (warmth, light, joy, rays, mood, etc.)

What is missing from our sun? (rays)

So let's draw the rays of the sun!

Take the pencils from my desk.

What happened? (not enough pencils)

How to be?

Teacher: Well, well, finishing our conversation, it remains for us to sum up.

Continue suggestions:

In class, I was interested...

In class, I realized...

Let everyone answer for himself: do I have traits of greed, and am I not greedy? And if they are, it is necessary to correct them, because it is so hard to live in the world alone without friends.

Goodbye, I love you all very much and I believe that everything will work out for you.

Creative work of students of the 2nd "G" class in literature on the topic: "Greed is the beginning of every grief"

Tale of dinosaurs

There were two dinosaurs. One caught a big prey, and the other asked for some food. The dinosaur refused him this and ate everything himself. From greed he ate too much and died.

Fatkin Dmitry

About stupid pigeons

I once saw two pigeons fail to share a bread crust. They quarreled and began to peck at each other. A sparrow flew up and dragged away the crust, which they did not share. So it turned out that greed is the beginning of every grief.

Temples Makar

Greedy Kostya

Kostya brought sweets to school. Friends asked him for a little, but he did not share. The guys stopped being friends with him and playing with him. He was left alone and bored. So greed is the enemy of friendship.

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In one not big city there lived a boy Ilya. He had many friends. He always helped everyone, and others helped him in return. But once a boy Nikita came to their yard, he was a big bully. Ilya became friends with Nikita and also became greedy, a fighter and a bully.

At a drawing lesson, Katya, his classmate, asked for a yellow pencil. Ilya did not give it to her, although he had several yellow pencils. Then his classmate asked for a blue hand, but Ilya did not give him either. But then Ilya forgot the math notebook and asked Katya for a piece of paper, but she didn’t give it to him and said: “Once you didn’t give me a pencil, why should I give you a sheet? You were greedy, and greed started every grief!”

Ilya got an A in math and lost all his friends because of his greed.
Greed is the beginning of every grief ....

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We lived in a family of 5 children. 2 girls and 2 brothers. And each had 5 game tokens. The middle brother decided to take all of his siblings' tokens by trickery. And with these tokens, buy a game that is interesting only to him. He went to the sisters, fraudulently stole the tokens from them, took the token from the middle brother without asking, and wanted to take everything from the younger brother by force. Then the youngest burst into tears and said: “You are not my brother, I was saving up these tokens, and my sisters and brother wanted to add them to me so that I could buy an aquarium for all of us at home. And you're taking it away from me so you can buy a game for yourself. You are a monster, not a brother, and ran away in tears. It became a shame to the middle brother, and really what is the use of the game if relatives are crying. And he bought an aquarium with all the tokens :)) and everyone is happy :)) ...

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answers Kalinina Valeria

There once was a greedy farmer in a village. He did not like to give anything of his own to anyone, and even with people he almost did not communicate. People didn't like him either. The farmer had a large area of ​​land, and every year he grew his crop on this plot. One day, his younger brother came to the farmer. He was poor, lived in the same village. He came to ask his brother for a small piece of land to sow his crops, because he was ruined and had no money left. He had to feed his family, and the farmer had no family. The farmer refused the poor brother, did not give the land. Time passed and it was necessary to harvest. The greedy farmer was about to go to his land. I came and saw a terrible picture. His whole crop was eaten by locusts, the invasion of which happened a few days ago. Here the farmer wept bitter tears. That's what they say: "Greed for every sorrow...

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CLASS HOUR UNDER THE MOTTO: "GREED FOR EVERY SORRY IS THE BEGINNING"

TOPIC: About greed and the greedy.

PURPOSE: to educate students in positive qualities of character, the desire to overcome bad qualities of character in themselves.

GOOD HOUR

1. Introductory conversation.

On the board: qualities: excessive frugality, dislike for spending, for spending money (greed); responsiveness, the desire to do good to others, sincere disposition towards people (kindness), the ability to respond to other people's needs, willingness to help (responsiveness).

Which of these qualities are positive and which are negative?

How do you understand the meaning of the word "greed"?

Class hour under the motto: "Greed is the beginning of every grief"

How do you understand the meaning of this motto?

In the explanatory dictionary of the Russian language S.I. Ozhegov it is written: "Greed is an excessive desire to satisfy any desires."

Questions for analysis:

What does a greedy person look like?

Why can he...

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Option 1:
In principle, I am not a fan of various kinds of applications to a literary text such as prefaces, afterwords, etc. A work of art must be an absolutely complete object both in form and in essence, like painting or like music, that is, speaking for itself, perceived without additional comments. However, in practice there are occasions when, involuntarily, one has to resort to a preliminary word in order to clarify certain issues.
Precisely this kind of cases concerning the fate of my books, twice, took place in my creative life, when I, of my own free will, considered it necessary to turn to the genre of preface. After reading the proposed preface to the story "Face to Face", the reader, I hope, will understand what caused this. I also hope that the preface, preserved to the original edition of "And the Day Lasts Longer than a Century," will explain to the reader in many respects the necessity of the then preface.
Here I would like to dwell mainly on the history of the novel "And longer ...

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Peak the Mouse lived with his mother in a small cardboard box in the basement of one of the city's high-rise buildings. How and when this box got into the basement, no one knew, because Peak himself, and his mother, and his mother's mother were born in it, in this very box. The box itself was in a rather large concrete room, of which there are a huge number in any basement.

Yet this room was different from the others. The remarkable thing about it was that from the outside of this room it was not visible at all! The only way to get there was through a few small passages at the bottom of the wall, small enough that a full-grown cat couldn't get in, and big enough for a full-grown mouse to run through! Therefore, naturally, not only Peak and his mother lived there, but also other mouse families. It was a whole mouse yard, a city, or even the whole world!

From the pipes passing under the ceiling, it was warm, and it was quite dry and comfortable in this world hidden from prying eyes. Mama Mouserilla—that was the name of Peak's mum—brought him something delicious for dinner every night. And every time she left, she severely punished: “Peak, I’m leaving to get us something for dinner, and you be smart, sit in our box and don’t go out alone. And most importantly, never, never why don't you leave the concrete room - it's our protection. Only mice live here, and out there, a world full of dangers begins - cats alone are worth something! Someday, when you become an adult and strong, I will take you I'll show you where you can get food, how to hide from people and what paths to walk so as not to meet cats. In the meantime, stay in our box and wait for me, I'll be back soon. "

Then Mom kissed Peak and left, and Peak closed the door and sat quietly, quietly. Sometimes, bored alone and impatiently waiting for his mother to finally return, he imagined this mysterious, frightening, but terribly interesting world out there, outside their concrete room. Then he and his mother had dinner, and she allowed Peak to go play with his friends - the mouse Clatz and the little white mouse Pipa.

By the way, Pipa's grandmother was an unusual mouse: once upon a time she escaped from a strange, mysterious country called the Laboratory. Pipa's grandmother did not really like to remember those times, but sometimes, when she managed to be caught in a good mood, one could learn a lot of interesting things about People from her stories.

One evening, Mother Mouserilla brought an incredibly large, just a huge piece of cheese for dinner! And what's more, it was, in Peak's mind, perfectly fresh, only slightly overgrown with green mold on one side. It exuded such a wonderful aroma and was so large that it occupied almost a quarter of the space of the box in which the mouse lived with his mother.

Who knows what mouse cheese is? This is more than a bone for a backyard dog! It's better than finding candy that your parents hid from you! It's even better than driving down a hill in winter or telling scary stories in a dark, dark room!

Yes, there has never been such a holiday in Peak's life! He ate and ate, plenty, satiety and even more, and my mother said that you should not eat so much at once, because your tummy might hurt. But Peak was still too small, did not obey, and quietly took two or three more bites, he did not remember exactly, but certainly not more than five or seven times! And, of course, the whole evening suffered with the tummy ...

In the morning, Peak felt much better, his stomach stopped hurting, and there was still quite a lot of cheese left. This immediately lifted Peak's spirits, and after breakfast - this time a very moderate one - the satisfied mouse ran to play with his friends - Klats and Pipa. And the first thing Peak did after saying hello to his friends was to tell them about the cheese.

Do you remember what mouse cheese is? Oh, how Klatz and Pipa wanted to visit Peak today! Oh, how they wanted to see this miracle - a piece of cheese larger than a mouse! Feel its alluring aroma!.. Insert your sharp little teeth into its flesh!.. Well, at least bite off a small piece... Well, at least eat this small piece in half... And friends again and again asked Peak to tell them about the cheese, and Peak spoke with pleasure, from time to time swallowing saliva ...

Pipa could not stand it first - after all, she was a girl, and a lot of things are excusable for girls. "Listen, Peak," she said, "we're friends, really, and if so, could you treat Klatz and me, at least a small, at least a tiny piece of your wonderful cheese, because you have a lot of it, right?"

It was true, there was a lot of cheese, but some strange feeling, unknown to Peak before, rose from the very depths of his small tummy, stopped somewhere in his throat and hung silently on the very edge of his tongue. He did not know what to say, because although there was a lot of cheese, he did not want to share it at all. With no one. Klatz and Pipa looked at him silently and waited. Peak froze, looking somewhere at his feet in front of him, and could neither move nor answer his friends.

"Let's get out of here, Pipa," Klatz said after a moment's silence, "you see, his toad is strangling him!" Klatz and Pipa turned around and silently left, and the little gray mouse stood still for a long time, and then trudged home, sad and drooping. Peak, of course, did not understand what a "toad" was and why it was strangling someone, but it was as if on a cold autumn day, still sleepy, they had thrown him out of his warm bed into the cold and damp streets and silently slammed the door . The little mouse was bitter and offended, and tears somehow slipped from his eyes by themselves, leaving a salty taste in his mouth ...

In the evening, my mother called Peak to dinner, but I didn’t feel like eating at all. Didn't want anything. Even cheese.

"Are you sick of me, son?" Mom asked. "No, mommy, everything is in order," Peak answered sadly and trudged to his bed. But I didn't want to sleep either. Again and again he remembered how his friends looked at him in anticipation, how Klatz spoke about the toad, which for some reason strangled him, Peak, and how they, his closest friends, were leaving him. He lay in the dark and remembered, remembered...

"Mommy...Mommy!" Peak whispered, and gently patted his sleeping mother on the shoulder.

“What happened, Peak, did you have a bad dream?”

No, I didn't sleep at all. Mom, what kind of toad is this and why is it choking me, huh?

Is it hard for you to breathe, are you sick? - my mother didn't understand.

- No, mom, I didn’t get sick, it’s just hard for me to breathe, because the toad is choking me, but what it is and why it suffocates me, I just don’t understand.

- What toad? What's with the toad anyway?

“I don't know, that's what Klatz said.

Mom put the mouse on her bed.

“Well, tell me what happened to you?” Mom said hugging him gently.

And Peak told her everything as it was.

“... and now I have no friends at all, and I am left alone,” Peak concluded his story sadly. “You probably won’t love me now either, right?”

“My stupid little mouse,” my mother said affectionately, hugged him even tighter and kissed the top of his head, “I will always love you, no matter where you are and no matter what you do, because I am your mother. It's hard for you to breathe from tears and resentment, and "toad strangles" is just such an expression. So they say about those who are greedy and do not want to share with anyone. But since you regret your act, it means that not everything is lost and we will return your friends! Do this tomorrow...

And the next day, Peak did everything exactly as his mother advised him: he found his old friends - Pipa and Klatz - and asked their forgiveness for being such a greedy man. He sincerely and wholeheartedly said that they are more expensive than any cheese and promised to continue to always, always share everything that he has.

Discussion

thank you very instructive story

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One day, my mother gave a forest mouse a wheel made from a dandelion stem. But he played so much that he took it and got lost. How now to be a little mouse? And what should an ant do if it got hungry and wanted to enjoy the sweet flower nectar, but turned out to be an unwanted guest? Drawings for these kind and instructive tales were made by one of the best Soviet artists Dmitry Vladimirovich Gorlov.

Pot-bellied, with a huge “face”, sausages are wound around her neck, a piece of cheese is in one hand, a ham is dragging in the other, and slowly moves towards the mink. In front of the mink there is a small mousetrap with a small dried piece of cheese in it.

Scenario of a Christmas fairy tale for children 4-6 years old Characters: Nastya Druzhok Mouse Fox Wolf Bunny Forester Godmother Angel Storyteller: You probably know that Christmas is a time of miracles. Here we will tell you a wonderful story. Do you remember the girl Nastenka? She lived in a small house on the edge of the forest, and with her - the dog Druzhok. Nastya was a kind and hardworking girl, she was friends with forest animals, helped them in any way she could. She tried not to be sad, although one girl in the forest had a hard time. AND...

It happened in the middle of autumn. It was the last days of October. The sun shone sadly, with difficulty breaking through the veil of clouds. And these same clouds were getting heavier every day, pressing on cities and houses. One day, mother and sons went to the market. The boys ordered pumpkin rolls for lunch and, in order to buy the most delicious pumpkin, they decided to go together. Even approaching the market, they were surprised at how many people gathered around. Everywhere someone shouted something, in a singsong voice selling vegetables and fruits. In the middle...

I keep posting lists. (The first one, for 3-4 years, is here [link-1].) I know that many people are waiting for this, for 5-6 years. All the books listed below (I give in alphabetical order by the author's last name) we read with the children, most of them - just at this age. (Another thing is that the oldest, let's say, was 5 at the first reading of the Moomins, and the youngest is only three years old ...) In short, age is always relative, perhaps you will read it sooner or later. I will supplement the list (maybe I forgot), but ...

Mouse Once upon a time there was a little Mouse in the world. But not the one with the tail, but completely different. A little boy named Mouse. Well, of course, his name was different, and everyone called him Mouse in the orphanage. For being quiet, small, thin, shy and silent. And he had a kind little heart. But he was almost always sad. Sad because there was no one to warm this Mouse, because there was no one to caress him and say at least one kind word. And he doesn't even...

A small piece of one of the fairy tales, a lure, so to speak: Ring-ring. One good woman had many, many little happiness and one big misfortune.

In the 1st grade, they asked me to compose a fairy tale about Baba Yaga in a new way. If not too lazy, check it out. There was a family in a big city. We write fairy tales for the little ones. Berdnikova Anna.

So there is less chance that children will forget the text or mix up. From what I personally staged with the children, the following were successful: The Tale of the Stupid Mouse The Tale of the Smart Mouse The rooster and the colors Lukomorye and every Chukovsky 23.09.2007 22:27:53, =Sveta™=.

So then I had to put small pieces of cheese for the "mice" (they ate the pacifier and are now hungry). I fell asleep, of course, with difficulty, but without tears, and with talk about harmful mice. The next day I fell asleep again without a pacifier.

There is a good story about Peak the Mouse. So that you are no longer afraid of me, let's play a game in which you will be the commander, and I will follow your orders"), he immediately grew up.

From there, a pot-bellied fat mouse falls out. Sausages are wound around his neck, cheese in one paw, a ham in the other ... He approaches his mink. There is a mousetrap with a small dried piece of cheese in it.

Pot-bellied, with a huge "face", sausages are wrapped around her neck, a piece of cheese is in one hand, a ham is dragging in the other, and slowly moves towards the mink. In front of the mink there is a small mousetrap with a small dried piece of cheese in it.

I have a mouse with cheese. There are mice with watermelon. If you wish, you can turn a piece of watermelon into cheese. Actually, in someone’s album I saw a mouse with cheese, like from Riolis, small and pretty - shout, maybe the owner will respond (I just don’t ...