Surely you are familiar with our regular column " Bookshelf mothers." Today, the father of two kids will act as an expert in the field of books, Andrew. He will tell us about interesting rhymes and beautiful illustrations of Marina Boroditskaya's book The Last Day of Teaching. We wish you happy reading!
I returned from the guests,
Walking in the dark,
Aunt Luna is behind me
Walked sideways across the sky ...
Let's get acquainted!
My name is Andrew. I am a father of two kids. I try to instill in my children a love of reading. That is why there are so many children's books in our library. I lead on instagram blog about teen literature, where, through personal reading for the future, I systematize the best, in my opinion, books for my children, who are still very young, but in a few years will become teenagers.
There are a lot of children's books in our library, which we read with children now (from 0 to 4-5 years old). Some books are good, some not so much. Sometimes about good books really want to tell! That's why I started a second separate Instagram blog, in which I share our "baby" books that we read to children now.
About the book from dad
To my poems special treatment. I love myself and I try to instill this love in my children. It's no secret that reading poetry to children is even more useful than reading prose. This is a special catalyst for development. They perfectly develop memory, imagination, train the speech of the child, enrich vocabulary, teach rhythm. That is why in our home reading We pay special attention to poems. We have many collections of poetry. These are, as a rule, classics: Chukovsky, Mikhalkov, Barto, Marshak, etc. But I want to tell you about one special and amazing book. Collection of poems by Marina Boroditskaya with illustrations by Vadim Ivanyuk (Nigma publishing house, 2015, series "Old Friends").
Who is this book for?
These verses, judging by the annotations to the edition, are intended for the younger school age, but my four-year-old son reads them (or rather, I read them to him) with great pleasure, several times a day. The poems in the book are small, but they have an elusive charm that makes you re-read the lines with quiet pleasure and inexplicable interest. I have great respect for books in which the child asks questions when reading. And here the baby has a lot of interrupting reading questions, despite the obvious simplicity of the poems.
That this book has become one of our favorites. home library, merit and the artist - Vadim Ivanyuk. The illustrations are amazing and intelligent. I want to look at each drawing, study the little things and every detail, of which there are a lot in the illustrations! I really like this "pivovarovsky" art style. This is a good and favorite book for children!
bakery song
There were two friends
Bagel and Baton.
Waiting for a buyer
Bagel and Baton.
Bagel liked
Schoolboy in a cap
And Baton is a grandmother
In a beige dress.
The bagel thumped in the satchel
And rushed off,
And Baton quietly
In the grid, quality and quality ...
Bagel met
With a hill of ice
With four boys
With one girl.
And Baton - with saucepans,
With warm milk
With a bearded grandfather
With a red puppy.
Rybkin TV
The pond is frozen. The rink is open!
The waltz is booming. The lantern is on.
A fish sighs under the ice
And she says to her friends:
"Late hour, time for bed,
I'm tired of calling children
From figure skating
You can't tear them off!"
Shi-talochka
I clean vegetables for cabbage soup.
How many vegetables do you need?
Three potatoes, two carrots,
Onions one and a half heads,
Yes parsley root,
Yes, a cabbage roll.
Make room for you, cabbage,
From you in a saucepan thick!
One, two, three, the fire is lit -
Stump, get out!
To school
Dark. December. Seven in the morning.
The alarm clock screams: “Hey! It's time!"
... December morning, at seven o'clock,
I will close the door with a bolt,
So that at this hour, almost at night,
My dream was still with me.
I will crush the dream with a pillow:
I do, I love him so much!
Lock up, close - they won't find,
I will shrink, I will bury - they will bypass,
Though you break here, calling,
Though the world will collapse - there is no me!!!
... But in an hour, as in a year,
I run out of the gate
I already know this day
And fast, long ice spreads, -
And I slide and I ride
And I want to live this day!
Chickenpox
Chickenpox is not a terrible disease,
Yes, it's spring...
Green all painted
I hang out at the window.
green dots
Dancing in the wind
The kidneys opened up
On the limes in the morning.
As if fell ill
The whole city is following me
Green windmill -
Green windmill!
Bear School
First of April,
On the first day of school
Bear cubs are writing
Writing school.
Topic posted
On a big pine tree:
"HOW I SLEEP HOLIDAYS
AND WHAT YOU SEE IN A DREAM.
Migratory plasterer
Migratory plasterer
Not afraid of top tour:
Comes to us in the spring
Hanging in an old cradle.
Last day of teaching
Last day of teaching!
It's hot outside...
All diaries with marks
Received in the morning
And new textbooks
On the next year
Behind the stack, a stack of motley
The attendant distributes
What's there? Look, molecules!
Oh girls, skeleton! -
As if textbooks
Haven't seen in years!
And Rybochkin almost cries,
Lazy and funny:
“I didn’t get algebra,
Mar-Palna, how is it?
And hard covers
It smells so new
Long holidays
And the freshness of the forest!
About the Middle Ages
After all, the house of the Middle Ages
Not asked yet.
forest swamp
Say mercy
How does she have so many
Did it fit?
Three tadpoles.
Half cloud.
Willow branch.
Finch bird.
And clumsy
My boat!
first grader
First grader, first grader
Dressed up like a holiday!
Didn't even go into the puddle:
I looked and passed.
Ears washed to a shine
Scarlet mushroom on the lid of the satchel,
Yes, and he himself is like a fungus -
From under the cap looks sideways:
Does everyone see? does everyone know?
Is everyone sighing with envy?
September first
wrapped books,
Bookmarks are ready
smooth paper
Notebooks shine.
From now on they will have
Write carefully -
Goodbye forever
Blots and stains!
simple pencil,
Red-blue pencil
And three spares
So it will be from now on.
Instead of wooden
Rulers nondescript
Bought yesterday
The square is transparent.
Here's a brand new bag
With a tight latch:
Its never
Don't kick your feet
On it for nothing
Don't roll down the hill
They will settle in it
Solid fives!
And the morning will begin
With a cold shower;
Wrapped up for breakfast
yellow pear,
And her taste is sweet
And her look is bright
Like the light of a new life -
Without blots and blots!
stationery tale
Maple leaf - yellow, wet -
Takes off for flight.
To the stationery shop
The people are rushing.
To the stationery shop -
The most necessary, the most important:
Whispering like a forest
Full of all sorts of wonders.
There is a self-written pen,
self-biting pencil,
There is a do-it-yourself constructor
Weighing twenty pounds!
There on a pair of thin legs
Suddenly it goes away on its own
Pile of pink covers
Above is a blue bow.
There is a globe in three girths
Above the crowd floats somewhere
And rotates, as if alive,
Giant head.
Like unknown birds
Blotters flutter;
counting sticks bag
Someone is dragging, he himself is a vershok.
Gnomes friendly family
“Two hundred in a cage! One hundred in line!
And polka dots - fifty!
Behind armfuls of armfuls
Leaving the store
Buttons, paper clips, paints, folders,
Even stale plasticine ...
All goods are stationery,
The most necessary, the most important,
Sold out to the end -
In addition to the seller's uncle:
The seller was not for sale
He stood for the sample.
Slightly breathless,
He takes off his robe.
“Here the shelves are empty,
The leaves will fall soon."
You are waiting: when will he come?
Wake up at dawn
Everything is as always, and the New Year
It's been in the yard for a long time!
Everything is the same from the Christmas tree branches
Tinsel flows down
And the red ball glistens under her
Given yesterday...
But during the night the snow fell
Still so evenly white
And last year's pie
Not stale yet!
Quick Guide for growing long braids
Oh, the boys do not understand
What a pleasure -
Long braids grow
Almost from birth!
Grooming and protecting braids,
nurture-work
large-toothed comb,
Rain water.
Wash with baby soap
Or strawberry
That infusion of wild herbs,
That is egg yolk.
Oh, how sweet in the morning
Sitting on the bed
Weave them tightly
Or barely
To a sort of junkie
Stood over the shoulders
Or a gentle stream
Buzzing on the back...
What a pleasure to choose
Silk ribbons
And from strangers' grandmothers
Hear compliments!
No, boys don't understand
Happiness is not easy -
Long braids to wear
Grade up to sixth
And then go take
Haircut queue
And decisively say:
"Cut like a boy!"
Botanist
Once upon a time there was a botanist
He wanted to go to the forest:
I took a notebook, Tula gingerbread
And got into the train ...
On the path in the spring
Without going through five steps -
Suddenly familiar plants
He met on the way.
Those are healthy, those are sick,
The kids grew up there.
Those neighbors overwrite
Those are not visible from the ground ...
So he walked along the edge -
He lifted all the cap,
Stroking the lush tops
Yes, I shook the leaves.
And greeted by a nerd
All twenty times a day -
Like an urban nephew
Village family!
frog and pumpkin
The frog at the pumpkin asked:
"Pumpkin?"
But she remained silent in response.
“Poor thing!
Is she alive or dead?
Tell me yes or no?
The frog tapped on it with its palm
And poked the pumpkin with her foot,
And the pumpkin lay in its garden
And the crust shone tight.
"Pumpkin? - yelled the wahoo. -
Pumpkin?"
Until the sow thistle whispered to her:
"Good pumpkin
It's always like this:
Silent to yourself know that it grows.
fairies
I am a hand mirror
Left in the garden
So that the fairies under the moon
They skated like they were on ice.
... They remained on the mirror
Needles and knots.
Lazybones! Dashed -
And they dropped their skates.
Nut Gnome
In one nut
In hazelnut
Settled yesterday
Walnut gnome.
To the walnut house
He hid from everyone
But the branch was bent
Picked a nut
He floats
In my basket:
The house is rocking
Tumbling gnome,
Where will they bring it?
Or will they stock up?
The milk ran away
The milk has run out.
Run away!
Downstairs
rolled down
Down the street
started,
Through the square
sentry
Under the bench
slipped through
Three old women got wet
Treated two kittens
Warmed up - and back:
Down the street
Upstairs
And crawled into the pan,
Breathing heavily.
Here the hostess arrived in time:
- Boiled?
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Marina Boroditskaya, a wonderful poet and translator, believes that a book is the best vitamin. Both adults and children like her poems, because there is so much life and fun in them. The book contains 20 poems about school life, summer holiday, seasons and much more. The book is illustrated by Vadim Vasilyevich Ivanyuk, a virtuoso graphic artist, book illustrator of classical Russian and foreign literature. Drawings by Vadim Ivanyuk are invariably accurate in the images of the characters, overflowing with elegant and tiny details so breathtaking. He is excellent at illustrating European fairy tales, modern prose and funny, with a touch of subtle irony verses. Vadim Vasilyevich's illustrations for the book "The Last Day of Teaching" are, as always, charming, mischievous and ironic. Looking at these drawings, the child will receive true joy and new impressions from their interesting, unusual style. Publisher: "NIGMA" (2015) Format: 60x90/8, 36 pages
ISBN: 978-5-4335-0248-2 Buy for 198 rubles on Ozone |
Reviews about the book:
There are such books when they are beyond the age. It seems to be childish, kind of funny, but nevertheless very real, catchy. Marina Boroditskaya stands in that isolated circle of people that through their poetry they carry parts of your life, sometimes those moments that we don’t even have time to pay attention to. For me, this book turned out to be a big surprise: it came to us on the eve of September 1, although it is called "The Last Day of Teaching", but the first poems in the book are still poems about the first of September, about a first grader. Those. - the book came to our house just in time)). Another surprise was the illustrations - these are separate bottomless worlds in which books, lessons, time, yards, children live. No words / poems / stories can describe or convey the charms of the illustrations - they don’t stand out at all, they don’t scream, they don’t pomp and they don’t take a leading role, no, they kind of accompany the poems, but at the same time they are much richer, more detailed, more tender , finally. The whole book, thanks to the illustrations, looks like a world in which you want to disappear - and this is your world, surprisingly rich, only sometimes you just need to stop and look around ... The book is about everything that fills the life of a schoolchild who is at school in the morning, and then lunch rushes home and sees the life that we, adults, are no longer subject to - and the wind that cleared up in bad weather, and very special everyday city courtyards, and the landscape changing with the seasons ... Isn't it true that we just don't have time to watch all this? And the life of a schoolboy is not only lessons, but also a bagel bought for a snack, and a neighbor-tailor, and the dreams of girls, and their long pigtails, and summer vacation, and secret notes, and the weather outside the window, and younger brothers / sisters. An amazing book ... it is equally pleasant for both a schoolboy and an adult, and ... for all children, book lovers- because here they (the books) tell a little about how and why they live (we found this in the illustrations). But our dad liked this poem: A sorceress sits, pouting On the whole wide world: A sorceress does not conjure, And there is no inspiration. I conjured a banana for breakfast From Africa, And appeared - hello to you! - A snowstorm from the Arctic. I conjured for dinner In a glass of ice cream, But I was convinced with horror: In a glass - kefir! Well, what bad luck, What a punishment - And even instead of singing, drawing comes out, And even instead of a chicken, a gun comes out ... A sorceress sits, pouting At the whole wide world. Or maybe, who is pouting, Tom does not conjure?
Leontyuk Irina Viktorovna0
So the “Last Day of Teaching” came to my hands, almost coinciding with the calendar end of the school year. Marina Yakovlevna (born June 28, 1954, Moscow) is the author of three lyrical poetry collections, twelve books of poems for children, fairy tales and translations. I am sure that many owners of children's literature are familiar with her translations. A4 hardcover book. But it's more like a poetry album. I was struck by the very beautiful and thoughtful artwork. The pages are thick and matte. From them breathes home comfort. Every reversal different color. Very gentle peach, lemon, lavender shades. Vadim Ivanyuk's illustrations for the funny poems by Marina Boroditskaya are made with a light pen, delicately tinted with watercolors, each of them is enclosed in a round frame. Looking at the artist's drawings, my child received true joy and new impressions from their interesting, unusual style. The romantic V. Ivanyuk clearly prefers the fabulous reality to everyday life. There are many birds and animals in his illustrations, their images are slightly caricatured, their silhouettes are outlined with an ironic stroke of the pen, saturated with the smallest details. For more information about the graphic artist, who has illustrated more than 50 books over the past quarter of a century, see the biographical article at the end of the book. I really like this technique from the publisher in the design of books from the series "Old Friends". The poems themselves are playful, ironic, mischievous and lyrical at the same time. They are about children and for children. They gave me and my child a lot of joyful moments and memories. I wish everyone to get the same aesthetic pleasure from this collection as our family. It's not difficult with such a wonderful book.
Kovaleva Ekaterina0
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For three and equally
or
Great Reader Happiness
Marina Boroditskaya. Marina Moskvina. Sergey Georgiev
Last day of teaching!
It's hot outside...
All diaries with marks
Received in the morning
And new textbooks
Next year
Behind the stack, a stack of motley
The attendant distributes
<…>
A hard covers
It smells so new
Long holidays
And the freshness of the forest!
It is about to come - as in the poem by Marina Boroditskaya - the last day of teaching, when it will be possible to scatter for the summer holidays and enjoy life. And what joy without a good summer reading?
But before you start free reading, solve a simple problem. Three good writers celebrate their anniversary this summer. How old is each, if it is known that for three they are one hundred and fifty, and all equally?
Correctly! On June 25 we congratulate Marina Lvovna Moskvina, on June 28 - Marina Yakovlevna Boroditskaya, and on July 9 - Sergey Georgievich Georgiev.
As a child, almost everyone dreams of something. such! To become a pilot or a musician, an actress or a sailor: jump with a parachute, drift on an ice floe, roam the wide world and sing songs ... Some succeed, and some of the elect have a very unusual gift - writing. This means - free fall landing on the golden roof of the world! Drift on an ice floe along the equator! Endless wanderings from yourself to yourself and back! Wandering theater on the desk! All the kingdoms of the world and all their glory are at the tip of the imagination!
Marina Boroditskaya writes poetry for children and adults, translates poetry and prose from English. Own and translated, her poems for children were published by the publishing houses "Kid" and " Children's literature”, “AST-press” and “Samovar”.
Boroditskaya's children's poems are a free, convincing intonation of a lively conversation, a creative "childishness" - that is, gullibility and openness that have nothing to do with infantilism and irresponsibility.
migratory plasterer
Not afraid of top tour:
Comes to us in the spring
Hanging in an old cradle.
“Telephone Tales of Marinda and Miranda”, published by “Business Bust” in the charming series “Tales of Our Yard”, is an experience of witty, cheerful and sensitive prose. The compositional feature of this book is that fairy tales for children are combined here into one lyrical and parodic fairy tale for adults, without losing their childish charm.
"Adult" Boroditskaya is philological in best sense of this word, often gravitates toward the laconism and depth of the parable. She is not afraid of the manifestation of the feminine in the lyrics, even such ambiguous and deepest motives as motherhood or loneliness, because her lyrical heroine- is smart and firm, does not fall into an anguish, nor into plaintiveness, nor into hysterics. This lyrics is intellectual. And therefore, it is difficult to say about the best poems of Boroditskaya whether they are addressed to adults or maturing:
Twelve-sheet notebook
Just begun, and everything is possible:
Will the page get dirty -
You carefully bend the braces,
And dirt - down. Then a double sheet
You insert a spare from a notebook
And you write again. The teacher won't notice.
Hey, well done! You "five" shines.
And so - until the middle. And there -
Everything is white, and a strict account of the sheets.
Together with G. Kruzhkov, she translated Kipling (“Pack from the Magic Hills” and “Gifts of the Fairies”), alone - Chaucer (“Troilus and Cressida”). Alan Garner's two-volume book (“The Stone from the Brisings' Necklace” and “The Moon on Gomrat's Eve”) translated by M. Boroditskaya was awarded a diploma from the British Council for Culture.
Marina Moskvina She also writes prose for children and adults. The Best of Children's is a collection of short stories "My Dog Loves Jazz", awarded with the International Andersen Diploma. The heroes of these stories - Andryukha Antonov, his mother Lucy, father Misha and the dachshund Kit - are at the epicenter of life. They don't do anything on purpose, but something always happens to them: a fire with a flood, a dog has fleas, a hobby in the form of fishing and ... jazz to the fullest! And if suddenly nothing is done, then a belated traveler named Avtandil Elbrusovich comes. Or under the country veranda, a Fritz is found, immersed in a lethargic sleep. "I feel bad when nothing happens around" Andryukha explains.
Another mischievous and unobtrusively instructive book by Moskvina for children is Professor Shishkin's Head (in the series Tales of Our Court by the Drofa publishing house). And for those who are growing up and have already grown up, - “The Blochness Monster, or the Life and Adventures of a Policeman Karavaev. Incredible Stories for children and adults with pictures by Leonid Tishkov. The adult reader is addressed to the novels "Genius unrequited love and Days of Awe.
Marina Moskvina depicts the world of eccentric eccentrics, absolutely free - not necessarily happy, but always striving for happiness: "We live well, crushed by deeds and troubles." Their existence is a continuous ode to joy, because there is no alternative: “I’m always laughing,” my mother happily responded. “Because when I don’t laugh, I cry.” Plunging her heroes into the abyss of a desperate farce, Moskvina allows them to purify and rise, as if an ancient tragedy had happened to them.
They react to every hesitation, but do not collapse, because they are aimed at happiness, and rejoice in the world like mad. “How good it is to live in the world when you know that life is endless!”
Moskvina's books are not intended to be retold, as required at school, "in your own words." Because she is the same author who has your words- like no one else has. Her style cannot be imitated and, perhaps, cannot be understood, that is, decomposed into its component parts: techniques, means, principles ... From any little thing, Marina Moskvina is able to create a universal catastrophe, so that later she can rise above it, then wave her hand, laugh and drown in endless love to everything that is.
“Yes, I want to capture every detail, have time to sing (well, I spoke in rhyme!) a small love song crowd of people who met me on the way, and we walked together half an inch or four hundred miles, so that they all gained immortality under my pen,- says Lucy Mishadottir. Marina Moskvina could say the same.
Sergei Georgiev is a master of prose miniatures. In the "three paragraphs" of his fairy tale or story, everything that should be in a good - "big" - book fits: truthfulness and observation, kindness and humor, and also condescension, and a lot of worldly wisdom.
“King Hugo II invited a scribe to his place and dictated the Decree:
- I declare war! Glorious, victorious, popular, crushing, sacred, anemic, but destructive!
The scribe wrote quickly, shaking his head:
- Don't make mistakes in adjectives...
“Cross out those in which there is at least some doubt,” the king agreed.
The clerk carried out the order. King Hugo II looked over his shoulder, sighed and… changed his mind about declaring war.”
Georgiev's books are populated with a variety of characters, fabulous and not so much. This is not only King Hugo, but also Princess Clementine - a thunderstorm of sane inhabitants, various dragons (one of them, the most touchy, is named Caramel), as well as ordinary or almost ordinary children - “One boy, one girl” (this is the name of the book from the series "Tales of our yard"). Other heroes of Georgiev are also charming: the boy Sanka (“House of the Sunny Hare”), the dog Yanka, the puppy Pronya, the sparrow Bantik and the brave field marshal Pulkin, who defeats any enemy with an almost magical spell “Firs-sticks!”
Or here is a collection of "African" fairy tales "The Good God of the Jungle" and the novel "The Smell of Almonds", consisting of "Chinese" parables. It combines "realism" and dizzying fantasy, sharp modernity and close attention to other times and cultures.
And Sergey Georgiev is also known as the editor and author of many stories for the humorous newsreel "Yeralash", adored by children of any age. But what few people know about: at one time Sergey Georgiev graduated from the Faculty of Philosophy and even defended his thesis on the topic “The Formation of a Free Individuality”.
Perhaps, "free individuality" is the most convincing characteristic of all our today's anniversaries.
These writers (fortunately, perhaps) are not well represented in the school curriculum. They are even more suitable for summer reading. Take a book, climb a tree with it,
in a hut or just on a sofa with legs - and forget about everything in the world!
and remember everything!
This is prose that does not need to be “retelled for evaluation”, but can simply be re-read and experienced.
And verses that need not be learned by heart - they are remembered by themselves. And more stories about dragons, princesses and kings, far from the history textbook...
This is what, it seems to me, Great Reader's Happiness looks like.
We love the poems of Marina Boroditskaya dearly, and we read cheerfully and with inspiration, as if we are jumping over the squares - windows painted on a gray evening, or quietly whispering, as if rustling yellow autumn leaves, or reciting loudly and loudly, like the play of a bell running along the rails of a tram or chime last call.We rejoice last day teachings, we remember about new textbooks and such long-short holidays, and with impatience and curiosity we think about the upcoming new academic year, about a new class, a year older. How will it be there? Will there be new subjects and new teachers, will it be more difficult to study and will it be as interesting as in this second or fifth grade. And here is a poem about younger brother. How often do I hear complaints that a brother interferes with learning lessons, paints textbooks with a pen, checks drawings for durability, scatters cherished treasures on the floor, but how the sisters miss him in those short hours while he sleeps and rejoice endlessly when he wakes up sweetly and smiles. The daughters take care of their long braids in the same way, combing them, putting them in intricate hairstyles or neat ponytails, and often pester me with requests to shorten them. Marina Boroditskaya's favorite poems are our poems.
Poems in elegant, subtle and delicate drawings by Vadim Ivanyuk, ideally suited to lyrical and cheerful, joyful and sad, gentle and sonorous poems. The drawings are so detailed, they can be looked at endlessly in a circle, returning again and again to the smallest lines. They are painted in very delicate pastel colors, the pages are painted in the same colors, and the whole book turned out to be soft-melted, airy. And the drawings, like old medallions, or minted coins, in a round frame with a signature - the name below.
32 pages in hardcover with partial varnishing, and as if by chance, the smallest details of the embossed design are revealed. You run your fingertips over the cover, and you are surprised to find on the cover a small picture frame, and a school square, and a small collection of poems.
