Reading lesson
The topic of the lesson is “The Snow Woman” Sasha Cherny. Expressive reading of a poem.
Lesson objectives:
Educational:
- Introduce Sasha Cherny’s poem “The Snow Woman”;
- Introduce the biography of Sasha Cherny;
- Learn to read a poem expressively;
- Explain the meaning of the words “mock”, “shaggy”
Educational
- Learn to feel the beauty of poetry;
- Instill a love of reading;
Corrective
- Learn to use different intonations;
- Exercise the articulatory apparatus;
- Develop thinking and speech.
DURING THE CLASSES.
Org. moment.
Our bell rang,
The lesson begins
Here we will not be lazy,
And study and work.
Articulation gymnastics.
We turn our tongues into icicles. (Stick your sharp tongue out of your mouth and hold it tense for 5, then 10 seconds).
And now our icicle is swaying. (Stick your tongue out of your mouth, swing your tongue left and right).
Speech warm-up
Ok-ok-ok – it’s snowing outside
Ma-ma-ma - winter has come
Ar-ar-ar - December has come
Ul-ul-ul- the wind blew
Oz-oz-oz the frost has come
What time of year is our talk about? (about winter.)
What is the name of the section we are studying?
Checking homework.
What story did we meet in the last lesson? The story of A.N. Tolstoy “The Christmas Tree”.
Questions about the work. We find the answer in the text.
1.What did the tree look like when it was brought from the forest?
2.What changed in her later?
3.How were Christmas trees decorated in the old days?
4. How are Christmas trees decorated now for the New Year?
5.Did the children have fun?
6. Why are adults needed at the party?
Announcing the topic of the lesson.
Today we will study a new piece. First guess the author. (rebus)
New topic.
Biography of Sasha Cherny.
During the lesson we will get acquainted with the work of Sasha Cherny. Sasha Cherny is a pseudonym. Sasha Cherny's real name is Alexander Mikhailovich Glikberg. Born on October 1, 1880 in Odessa, in the family of a pharmacist.The family had 5 children, two of whom were Sasha. Blonde and brunette, “White” and “Black”. This is how the pseudonym appeared. The boy became a high school student at the age of ten. But Sasha found it difficult to study; he was repeatedly expelled for poor academic performance. At the age of 15, the boy ran away from home, began to wander and soon found himself without a livelihood. His father and mother stopped responding to his requests for help. Sasha was called up for military service, where he served for two years. In 1910-1913, the poet wrote children's books. Then he went abroad and lived in different countries. Sasha Cherny spoke at children's matinees, placed children in orphanages, and compiled a two-volume anthology for children living abroad. The death of Sasha Cherny was sudden and unexpected: risking his life, he helped neighbors put out the fire, and then, already at home, he had a heart attack. Sasha Cherny died in France in the town of Lavender on July 5, 1932. He was only 52 years old.
Sasha Cherny is a Russian poet, and today we will get acquainted with his poem.
Before you start reading a new work, we will do a warm-up for your eyes.
Warm up for the eyes.
You will find out what the work is called by guessing the riddle.
Mystery
I was not raised -
made from snow.
Instead of a nose cleverly
inserted a carrot.
Eyes are coals,
hands are bitches.
Cold, big,
Who am I? (Snow Woman)
So, today we will get acquainted with Sasha Cherny’s poem “The Snow Woman”
Vocabulary work.
Heap - a small heap
Shaggy - loose, fluffy
We will encounter complex words in the text; we will read them syllable by syllable.
Cornflower. What color is this?
Si-neg-la-za-ya. What does it mean?
A semantic guess before reading a work.
Who do you think will be discussed in the poem entitled “The Snow Woman?”
Reading of the work by the teacher.
Analysis of the work.
Did you like the poem?
Who is the hero of this poem? What was the boy's name?
What was the weather like?
What happened to Grisha?
Why couldn't Grisha sleep?
Explain the boy's behavior. Why did he do this?
Describe how you imagine Grisha’s snow woman.
Can Grisha be called a caring boy?
What mood does this poem make you feel?
What lines do you think are funny?
Physical education minute.
The snowman disappeared in the forest
He ran away somewhere.
Maybe he was scared of the wolf?
Maybe he knocked the bunny off the road?
And your feet drown in the snowdrifts?
Reading a poem by children
First, everyone reads in a whisper.
Snowmen can be funny (Puff up your cheeks. Make a cheerful expression in your eyes.)
Snowmen can be sad (move the corners of your lips down)
After reading, question: How does Sasha Cherny describe the weather?
After reading the question: What does Grisha do? What's his mood? Why?
After reading the question: What does mom do? Where?
After reading the question: How is snow described? What is he doing?
After reading the question: How does Grisha make a snowman? Of what?
7th is festive
After reading the question: What kind of woman did he get? How does the author talk about this?
Working with pictures.Find text for pictures.
What other pictures can you draw?
Homework.
Draw a picture for the poem.
1st row - dressed boy Grisha
Row 2 – snowman.
Reflection.
What does this poem by Sasha Cherny teach us?
If you are in a good mood after the lesson, show a happy snowman; if you are in a bad mood, show a sad snowman.
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Poem text:
Sasha Cherny (1880-1932)
Snow woman
Sparrows are fighting in the bushes.
The sun is shining, the snow is like fluff.
They hover in the cornflower blue sky
Round dance of snow flies.
Grisha is at home, by the window.
It's boring to play in the room!
Even that lazy cat
She went for a walk from the stove into the garden.
The nanny strokes mom's skirt...
“Grisha, Grisha, where are you going?”
He fit into felt boots and a fur coat,
Grab your hat and let's go!
Hands in warm mittens,
The snow squeaks under the shovel...
Snow on the forehead and on the eyelashes,
The snow tickles, the snow makes you laugh...
The snow has grown into a shaggy pile,
Grisha runs around
Then he will hit his sides with a shovel,
Then, puffing, he rolls a ball...
Ugh, tired. Just a little more!
Eyebrows - two bunches of oats...
Eyes are coals, nose is potatoes,
And from the tree - hair.
That's it, grandma! Admiration.
Grisha is dancing. “Ay-yes-yes!”
Sparrows in surprise
They scattered in all directions.
It's so warm in the quiet nursery,
The glass was covered with snow.
Blue-eyed moon
Climbs out of the window...
The wind jumps on the roof...
Why can't Grisha sleep?
Got out of bed barefoot
(Oh, how slippery it is on the floor!)
And I run around the room
Hurry, hurry to the glass:
There are icicles of ice outside the window...
It's terribly cold in the garden!
Grandma, poor woman, doesn’t sleep,
Turned blue and trembling.
Once! Grisha gets dressed in a moment.
Sneak into the corner,
Took me in my arms
Jacket, grandfather's hat,
Old rug from a chest,
Two scarves
Someone's flannel skirt
(What is there to think about, really!)
And hurry up to the garden,
Through logs and potholes,
Through the janitor's Shavka,
Through a slippery groove.
He ran and sat down with the woman:
"Here! I brought you an outfit...
Get dressed... Once and again!
Ten degrees now...
The wind stopped. It's light in the garden...
Grisha wrapped up the woman all over,
I was in a hurry, got confused -
It doesn’t matter, because she’s warm:
There will be a skirt on the chest
Or the jacket is behind...
"Goodbye! Sleep now."
Grisha march home - and out the door,
Ran along the corridor
Instantly undressed, soon, soon,
And, satisfied, - clap into bed,
Sleep!
1917
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Sparrows fight in the bushes
The sun is shining, the snow is like fluff.
They hover in the cornflower blue sky
Round dance of snow flies.
Grisha is at home, by the window.
It's boring to play in the room!
Even the lazy cat
She went for a walk from the stove into the garden.
Mom irons her skirt in the kitchen...
"Grisha, Grisha, where are you going?"
He got into boots and a fur coat,
Cap in hand - and off you go!
Hands in warm mittens,
The snow squeaks under the shovel...
Snow on the forehead and on the eyelashes,
The snow tickles, the laughter makes you laugh...
The snow has grown into a shaggy pile,
Grisha runs around
Then he’ll hit his sides with a shovel,
Then, puffing, he rolls a ball...
Ugh, tired. Just a little more!
Eyebrows - two bunches of oats,
Eyes are coals, nose is potatoes,
And from the Christmas tree - hair.
That's it, grandma! Admiration.
Grisha is dancing. "Ay-yes-yes!"
Sparrows in surprise
They scattered in all directions.
It's so warm in the quiet nursery.
The glass was covered with snow.
Blue-eyed moon
Climbs out of the window..
The wind jumps on the roof...
Why can't Grisha sleep?
Got out of bed barefoot
(Oh, how slippery it is on the floor!)
And I run around the room
Hurry - hurry to the glass:
There are icicles of ice outside the window...
It's terribly cold in the garden!
Grandma, poor woman, doesn’t sleep,
Turned blue and trembling...
Once! Grisha gets dressed in a moment:
Sniff into the corner,
Took me in my arms
Jacket, grandfather's hat,
Old rug from a chest,
Two scarves
Someone's flannel skirt.
(What is there to think, really!)
And quickly - quickly to the garden...
Through logs and potholes,
Through the janitor's Shavka,
Through a slippery groove
He ran and sat down with the woman:
"Here! I brought you an outfit...
Get dressed... Once and again!
Ten degrees now."
The wind stopped. It's light in the garden.
Grisha wrapped up the woman all over.
I was in a hurry - I got it wrong,
She's warm anyway:
There will be a skirt on the chest
Or the jacket is behind...
"Goodbye! Sleep now."
Grisha march home and out the door,
Ran along the corridor
Instantly undressed, soon, soon,
And satisfied - clap into bed, -
Sleep!
1916
Note
For children. 1917. No. 2. P. 63-64. From illus. Re-Mi. Correspondence with K.I. Chukovsky regarding this poem has been preserved. In a letter dated January 3, 1917, Sasha Cherny writes: “I think that in the first stanza:
“The sparrows are fighting in the bushes,
The sun is shining, the snow is like fluff.
IN Vasilkov they curl in the sky
Round dances of the snow flies..."
— the “cornflower blue” sky and the “round dance of snow flies” should be left. Replacing it will be as bland as a multiplication table (“they curl in the light blue sky”?..), and the image of both is simple, uncomplicated. They have been saying for a thousand years: “pink” (from rose), turquoise, garnet, etc. If some seven-year-old girl stumbles, then any mother, aunt, grandmother, etc. will explain, and the image will fall in love and remain in memory, stronger , than those approximate and watery definitions that are crammed into nursery rhymes. Otherwise, the entire poetic vocabulary for little ones will have to be reduced to a few words. So, let’s leave it like that.” A few more comments are contained in a letter dated January 16, 1917: “I was told that “The Snow Woman” was all set in petite and without divisions. If it is still possible, I kindly ask you to print it better without illustrations (leaving only a small one at the end) and sort everything out in large font, and leave free space between parts of the poem (one line at a time).
