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Khavroshechka
Russian folktale

1
There are good people in the world, there are worse ones, there are also those who are not ashamed of their brother.
This is where Tiny Khavroshechka ended up. She was left an orphan, these people took her, fed her and put her to death with work: she weaves, she spins, she cleans, she is responsible for everything.
And her owner had three daughters. The eldest was called One-Eye, the middle one was Two-Eyes, and the smaller one was Three-Eyes.
All the daughters knew was to sit at the gate and look out into the street, and Tiny Khavroshechka worked for them: she sheathed them, she spun and weaved for them - and she never heard a kind word.
It used to be that Tiny Khavroshechka would go out into the field, hug her pockmarked cow, lie on her neck and tell her how hard it was for her to live.
- Mother cow! They beat me, scold me, don’t give me bread, don’t tell me to cry. By tomorrow I was ordered to spin, weave, whiten and roll five pounds into pipes.
And the cow answered her:
- Red maiden, get into one of my ears and get out of the other - everything will work out.
And so it came true. Khavroshechka will fit into one ear of the cow, come out of the other - everything is ready: it is woven, and whitewashed, and rolled into pipes.
She will take the canvases to the owner. She looks at it, grunts, hides it in a chest, and Tiny Khavroshechka more work will ask.
Khavroshechka will come to the cow again, hug her, stroke her, fit into one ear, come out of the other, and take what she has prepared and bring it to the mistress.

2
So the housewife called her daughter One-Eye and said to her:
- My good daughter, my pretty daughter, look who helps the orphan: weaves, and spins, and rolls pipes?
One-Eye went into the forest with Khavroshechka, went with her to the field, but forgot her mother’s order, sunbathed in the sun, and lay down on the grass. And Khavroshechka says:
- Sleep, little peephole, sleep, little eye!
Little Eye and One-Eye fell asleep. While One-Eye was sleeping, the little cow wove everything, whitewashed it, and rolled it into pipes.
So the hostess did not find out anything and sent her second daughter, Two-Eyes:
“My good daughter, my pretty daughter, come and see who is helping the orphan.”
Two-Eyes went with Khavroshechka, forgot her mother’s order, got hot in the sun, and lay down on the grass. And Khavroshechka cradles:
- Sleep, little peephole, sleep, other one!
Two-eyed eyes closed and closed. The little cow wove it, whitewashed it, rolled it into pipes, and Two-Eyes still slept.
The old woman got angry and on the third day she sent her third daughter, Three-Eyes, and gave the orphan even more work.
Three-Eyes jumped and jumped, became tired in the sun and fell on the grass.
Khavroshechka sings:
- Sleep, little peephole, sleep, other one!
And I forgot about the third peephole.
Two of Three-Eyes' eyes have fallen asleep, and the third one looks and sees everything: how Khavroshechka climbed into one of the cow's ears, came out of the other and picked up the finished canvases.

3
Three-Eyes returned home and told her mother everything.
The old woman was delighted, and the next day she came to her husband:
- Cut the pockmarked cow!
Old man this way and that:
- What are you, old woman, are you out of your mind? The cow is young and good!
- Cut, and that’s all!
Nothing to do. The old man began to sharpen his knife. Khavroshechka realized this, ran into the field, hugged the speckled cow and said:
- Mother cow! They want to cut you.
And the cow answers her:
- And you, red maiden, don’t eat my meat, but collect my bones, tie them in a handkerchief, bury them in the garden and never forget me: water the bones every morning.
The old man killed the cow. Khavroshechka did everything that the little cow bequeathed to her: she went hungry, did not take her meat in her mouth, buried her bones and watered her in the garden every day.
And an apple tree grew from them, and what a one! Apples hang on it, golden leaves rustle, silver branches bend. Whoever drives by stops; whoever passes close looks.
How much time has passed, you never know, One-Eye, Two-Eyes and Three-Eyes once walked around the garden. At that time, a strong man was driving past - rich, curly-haired, young. I saw juicy apples in the garden and began to touch the girls:
- The beautiful girl who brings me an apple will marry me.
The three sisters rushed one in front of the other to the apple tree.
And the apples were hanging low, under the hands, but then they rose high, far above their heads.
The sisters wanted to knock them down - the leaves would fall asleep in their eyes; they wanted to tear them off - the twigs would unravel their braids. No matter how they fought or rushed about, their hands were torn, but they could not reach them.
Khavroshechka came up - the branches bowed to her and the apples fell towards her. She treated him strong man, and he married her.
And she began to live well, without knowing the hard times.

1. Complete the sentence.

Fairy tale characters: Tiny Khavroshechka , One-Eye, Two-Eyes and Three-Eyes, Mother Cow, an old man and an old woman.

2. What work did Khavroshechka do? Find it in the text and write it down.

She weaved, she spun, she cleaned, she was responsible for everything.

3. Read the description of the apple tree. What words convey admiration? What miracle surprised everyone? Underline your answer.

And grew from them what an apple tree! Apples hang on it, golden leaves rustle, silver branches bend. Whoever drives by stops; whoever passes close looks.

4 ∗ . Explain the meaning of the proverb. Write it down.

It's good to live, it's bad to know. Live without grief.

Approximate reading list for children 5-6 years old

Russian folklore

Songs, chants

“Like thin ice...”………………………………………………………1

“Nikolenka is a gander...”……………………………………………………….2

“I’m already touching the pegs...”…………………………………………………………2

“Like grandma’s goat...”………………………………………………………………2

“You, frost, frost, frost...”…………………………………………….3

“If you knock on an oak tree, a blue siskin will fly in…”…………………3

“Early, early in the morning...” ………………………………………………………..4

“Rooks-kirichi...”………………………………………………………..4

“You, little birdie, you’re a vagrant...”………………………………………………………5

“Swallow-swallow...”………………………………………………………………5

“Rain, rain, more fun...”………………………………………………………5

“Ladybug...”……………………………………………………….6

Fairy tales.

"The Fox and the Jug", arr. O. Kapitsa……………………………………6

“Winged, furry and oily”, arr. I. Karnaukhova……….6

“Khavroshechka”, arr. A.N. Tolstoy…………………………………..9

“The Hare is a Braggart”, arr. O. Kapitsa……………………………12

“The Frog Princess”, arr. M. Bulatova…………………………….12

“Sivka-Burka”, arr. M. Bulatova………………………………………….24

"Finist - Clear Falcon", arr. A. Platonova……………………….29

Texts of works of art

Songs , nicknames

“Like thin ice...”

As if on thin ice, a little white snow fell. A little white snow fell, Vanya the friend was riding. Vanya rode, hurried, He fell from a good horse. He fell, fell, lies - No one is running to Vanya. Two girls saw, They ran straight to Vanya. Straight to They ran up to Vanya, They put Vanya on a horse, They put Vanya on a horse, They showed him the way. They showed him the way and punished him: “As you go, Ivan, don’t yawn around!”

Nikolenka the gander jumps along the bank, catches white fish, feeds grandma. Grandma is old, grandma is kind. Loves the fish, and granddaughter pigeons. Pats him on the head, sews him new clothes.

“I’m already tightening the pegs...”

I'm touching the pegs

I'm planting a vegetable garden,

I'm planting cabbage

I plant a little white one,

Cheerful.

“Like grandma’s goat…”

Like grandma’s goat, Varvarushka’s was gray-haired, what a smart one he was: he walked on water himself, heated the stove himself, he cooked porridge himself, he fed grandfather and woman. The goat was going into the green forest - to kill seven wolves, to sew a fur coat for the woman. Here The goat entered the green forest, and seven wolves were coming towards the goat. And the eighth wolf, he was hungry, he walked for three years, kept asking for goats. The goat was scared, the gray one was scared! He shakes his beard, like a broom, and knocks his legs like mortars. Oh, you, grandmother, you, Varvarushka! Open the gate, take the goat.

« You, frost, frost, frost..."

You, frost, frost, frost,

Don't show your nose!

Go home quickly

Take the cold with you.

And we'll take the sleigh,

We'll go outside

Let's sit in a sled - a scooter.

Knock on the oak tree

You knock on the oak tree,

The blue siskin arrives.

At the siskin's, at the siskin's,

Little red tuft,

And on a small paw

Scarlet little boot.

Siskin flew under the sun

And he nodded his head.

"Early, early in the morning..."

"Early, early in the morning..."

Early in the morning

Shepherd: “Tu-ru-ru-ru!”

And cows suit him well

They sang: “Moo-moo-moo!”

You, Burenushka, go,

Take a walk in an open field,

And you'll come back in the evening,

Give us some milk.

"Rooks-kirichi..."

"Rooks-kirichi..."

Rooks - Kirichi

Fly, fly,

Happy spring

Bring it, bring it!

“You little birdie, you’re a vagrant...”

Oh, little birdie, you're a stray,

Fly to the blue sea

Take the spring keys,

Close the winter, open the summer.

"Swallow - swallow...

Swallow, swallow,

Dear killer whale,

Where were you,

What did you come with?

Been overseas

I got the spring,

I carry it, I carry it

Spring is red.

« Rain, rain, more fun...»

Rain, rain, more fun

Drip, drip, don't be sorry!

Just don't kill us!

Don't knock on the window in vain -

Splash more into the field:

The grass will become thicker!

"Ladybug…"

Ladybug,

black head,

Fly to the sky

Bring us bread

Black and white

Just not burnt!

Fairy tales

"The Fox and the Jug" (arr. O. Kapitsa)

A woman went out into the field to reap and hid a jug of milk in the bushes. The fox approached the jug, stuck its head into it, and lapped up the milk. It’s time to go home, but the problem is that he can’t get his head out of the jug.

A fox walks, shakes its head and says:

Well, jug, he was joking, and so be it! Let me go, little jug. I'm spoiling you enough - I've played and it will be!

The jug doesn't lag behind, whatever you want!

The fox got angry:

Wait, if you don’t give up on honor, I’ll drown you!

The fox ran to the river and let's drown the jug.

If the jug drowned, it drowned, and it dragged the fox with it.

“Winged, furry and oily” (arranged by I. Karnaukhova)

On the edge of the forest, in a warm hut, there lived three brothers: a winged sparrow, a shaggy little mouse, and a buttery pancake.

A sparrow flew from the field, a mouse ran away from the cat, a pancake ran away from the frying pan. They lived, got along, and did not offend each other. Each did his job and helped the other. The sparrow brought food - from the grain fields, from the mushroom forests, from the bean garden. The mouse chopped wood, and cooked pancake cabbage soup and porridge. We lived well. Sometimes a sparrow would return from hunting, wash itself with spring water, and sit on a bench to rest. And the mouse carries firewood, sets the table, and counts the painted spoons. And the pancake is at the stove - rosy and plump - he cooks the cabbage soup, sprinkles it with coarse salt, tastes the porridge.

If they sit down at the table, they won’t boast enough. Sparrow says:

Oh, cabbage soup, boyar cabbage soup, how good and fatty!

Damn him:

And I, damn it, will plunge into the pot and come out - the cabbage soup is so fatty!

And the sparrow eats the porridge and praises:

Oh, porridge, what a porridge - it’s so hot!

And the mouse to him:

And I’ll bring some firewood, bite it into small pieces, throw it into the oven, and scatter it with my tail - the fire burns well in the oven - so the porridge is hot!

“And I,” says the sparrow, “will not fail: I’ll pick mushrooms, haul beans - so you’re full!”

This is how they lived, praised each other, and did not offend themselves

Just once the sparrow thought about it.

“I,” he thinks, “fly through the forest all day, kicking my legs, fluttering my wings, but how do they work? In the morning the pancake lies on the stove, basking, and only in the evening does it begin to eat dinner. And in the morning the mouse carries firewood and gnaws it, and then it climbs onto the stove, turns on its side, and sleeps until lunchtime. And I'm on the hunt from morning to night - on hard work. This won’t happen again!”

The sparrow got angry - he stomped his feet, flapped his wings and started shouting:

We'll change jobs tomorrow!

Well, okay, fine. Damn it and the little mouse saw that there was nothing to do, so they decided on that. The next day, in the morning, the pancake went hunting, the sparrow went to chop wood, and the mouse went to cook dinner.

The damn thing rolled into the forest. Rolls along the path and sings: Jump-jump,

Jumping gallop,

I am a buttery side

Mixed with sour cream,

Fried in butter!

Jumping gallop,

Jumping gallop,

I am a buttery side!

He ran and ran, and Lisa Patrikeevna met him.

Where the hell are you running and in a hurry?

Go hunting.

What fucking song are you singing?

Damn jumped up and down and sang:

Jumping gallop,

Jumping gallop,

I am a buttery side

Mixed with sour cream,

Fried in butter!

Jumping gallop,

Jumping gallop,

I am a buttery side!

“You sing well,” says Lisa Patrikeevna, and she gets closer. - So, you say it’s mixed with sour cream? Damn her:

With sour cream and sugar! And the fox to him:

Jump-jump, you say?

How he will jump, how he will snort, and how he will grab his oily side - ah!

And damn it screams:

Let me, fox, go into the dense forests, for mushrooms, for beans - to hunt!

And the fox to him:

No, I will eat you, swallow you, with sour cream, butter and sugar.

Damn fought and fought, barely escaped from the fox - he left his side in his teeth and ran home!

What's going on at home?

The mouse began to cook cabbage soup: whatever he put in, whatever he added, but the cabbage soup was not fatty, not good, not oily.

“How,” he thinks, “did you cook the cabbage soup? Oh, yes, he will dive into the pot and swim out, and the cabbage soup will become fat!”

The mouse took it and rushed into the pot. She was scalded, scalded, and barely escaped! The fur coat has come out, the tail is trembling. She sat down on a bench and shed tears.

And the sparrow carried firewood: he dunged it, hauled it, and let’s peck it and break it into small pieces. He pecked, pecked, and turned his beak to the side. He sat down on the rubble and shed tears. The pancake ran to the house and saw: a sparrow sitting on a rubble - its beak to the side, the sparrow was filled with tears. Damn it came running into the hut - a mouse was sitting on a bench, its fur had come out, its tail was trembling. When they saw that half the side of the pancake had been eaten, they cried even more.

Here the damn thing says:

This always happens when one nods at the other and doesn’t want to do his job. Here the sparrow hid under the bench out of shame.

Well, there is nothing to do, we cried and grieved, and began to live and live as before again: bringing food to the sparrow, chopping wood for the mouse, and cooking cabbage soup and porridge.

This is how they live, chew gingerbread, drink honey, and remember us.

“Havroshechka” (design by A.N. Tolstoy)

There are good people in the world, there are worse ones, there are also those who are not ashamed of their brother.

This is where Tiny Khavroshechka ended up. She was left an orphan, these people took her, fed her and overworked her: she weaves, she spins, she cleans, she is responsible for everything.

And she had three daughters as mistresses. The eldest was called One-Eyed, the middle Two-Eyed, and the smaller Three-Eyed.

All the daughters knew was to sit at the gate and look out into the street, and Tiny Khavroshechka worked for them: she sheathed them, she spun and wove for them - and she never heard a kind word.

It used to be that Tiny Khavroshechka would go out into the field, hug her pockmarked cow, lie on her neck and tell her how hard it was for her to live.

Mother cow! They beat me and scold me, they don’t give me bread, they don’t tell me to cry. By tomorrow I have five poods of yarn to spare, weaving, whitening and rolling into pipes. And the cow answered her:

Red maiden, get into one of my ears and get out of the other - everything will work out.

And so it came true. Khavroshechka will fit into one ear of the cow, come out of the other - everything is ready: it’s woven and whitewashed, and rolled into pipes.

She will take the canvases to the owner. She will look, grunt, hide it in the chest, and give Tiny Khavroshechka even more work.

Khavroshka will come to the cow again, hug her, stroke her, fit into one ear, climb out of the other, and take what she has prepared and bring it to the mistress. So the housewife called her daughter One-Eye and said to her:

My good daughter, my pretty daughter, come and see who helps the orphan: weaves, and spins, and rolls pipes?

One-Eyed went with Khavroshechka into the forest, went with her to the field, but forgot her mother’s order, baked in the sun, and lay down on the grass. And Khavroshechka says: “Sleep, little peephole, sleep, little peephole!”

Little Eye and One-Eye fell asleep. While One-Eye was sleeping, the little cow wove everything, whitewashed it, and rolled it into pipes. So the hostess did not find out anything and sent her second daughter, Two-Eyes:

My good daughter, my pretty daughter, look who helps the orphan.

Two-Eyes went with Khavroshechka, forgot her mother’s order, got hot in the sun, and lay down on the grass. And Khavroshenka cradles: “Sleep, little peephole, sleep, little one!”

Two-eyed eyes closed. The little cow wove it, whitewashed it, rolled it into pipes, and Two-Eyes still slept.

The old woman got angry and on the third day she sent her third daughter, Three-Eyes, and gave the orphan even more work.

Three-Eyes jumped and jumped, became tired in the sun and fell on the grass. Khavroshechka sings: “Sleep, little peephole, sleep, other one!”

And I forgot about the third peephole. Two of Three-Eyes' eyes have fallen asleep, and the third one looks and sees everything: how Khavroshechka got into one of the cow's ears, got out of the other and picked up the finished canvases.

Three-Eyes returned home and told her mother everything. The old woman was delighted, and the next day she came to her husband. - Cut the pockmarked cow! Old man this way and that: “What are you, old woman, in your mind?” The cow is young and good! - Cut, and that’s all!

Nothing to do. The old man began to sharpen his knife. Khavroshechka recognized this, ran into the field, hugged the speckled cow and said: “Mother cow!” They want to cut you. And the cow answers her:

And you, fair maiden, do not eat my meat, but collect my bones, tie them in a handkerchief, bury them in the garden and never forget me: water the bones every morning with water.

The old man killed the cow. Khavroshechka did everything that the cow bequeathed to her: she went hungry, did not take her meat in her mouth, buried her bones, and watered the garden every day.

And an apple tree grew from them, and what a one! - apples hang on it, golden leaves rustle, silver branches bend. Whoever drives by stops; whoever passes close looks.

How much time has passed, you never know - One-Eye, Two-Eyes and Three-Eyes walked through the garden once. At that time, a strong man was driving past - rich, curly-haired, young. I saw juicy apples in the garden and began to touch the girls:

The beautiful girl who brings me an apple will marry me.

The three sisters rushed one in front of the other to the apple tree. And the apples were hanging low, under the hands, but then they rose high, far above their heads.

The sisters wanted to knock them down - the leaves would fall asleep in their eyes; they wanted to tear them off - the twigs would unravel their braids. No matter how much they fought or rushed about, their hands were torn, but they could not reach them.

Khavroshechka came up - the branches bowed to her, and the apples fell towards her. She treated that strong man to a meal, and he married her. And she began to live well, without knowing the hard times.

We wish you good luck, warmth and kindness,
May all failures burn to the ground!
In order to live - not to grieve - I had to live up to a hundred years.
Let everything that has not yet come true come true!

Goodness is immeasurable, like water
Bottomless well.
Be kind to people -
And goodness will always return to you!

Goodness is immeasurable, like water
Bottomless well.
Be kind to people and be kind
Will always return to You.

May you always be under a lucky star
Fate led you along the road.
In the house so that the full-flowing river
Life flowed calmly and peacefully.

Bad weather passes by,
From the bottom of our hearts we wish you the best,

Be the most cheerful and the happiest,
Nice and gentle and the most beautiful
Be the most attentive, the most beloved,
Simple, charming, unique,
And kind, and strict, and weak, and strong,
Let troubles go out of the way into powerlessness.
Let everything you want come true.
Love, faith, hope, goodness to you!

I wish you the best in everything,
Success and love in the family.
It can be difficult in life, I know
But you always go forward.
Live and know that life is beautiful
And no matter how much evil there is,
Don't hurt people needlessly
Learn to love and be kind!

Everything is thrown at your feet today:
Kind heartfelt greetings,
Best wishes
Pink lace of dawn.

It's your day today! Congratulations!
Let it be full of flowers,
Smiles, dreams come true
And the kindest, gentle words!

In our world there is shadow and sun,
People laugh and cry.
May life smile on you
And let fate turn around
Your bright side!

Let everything in life be as before:
Love, confidence, hope,
Movement towards the goal and luck,
And the heart is kind and warm.

Let the soul never know cold,
Like a clear day, like a garden in bloom.

Crowning kindness with kindness.

Let the soul never know cold,
Like a clear day, like a garden in bloom,
May your heart be forever young
Greeting kindness with kindness!

We sincerely congratulate you,
We wish you good health,
Eternal vigor,
Kindness of the heart,
Cherished happiness,
Countless wealth!

I wish you health, warmth and goodness,
So that it’s time for troubles and failures to recede,
So that I could live without bothering until I was 100 years old,
Let everything that has not yet come true come true.

We wish you peace and goodness,
We wish you happiness and love
We wish you everything in the world,
We wish you everything you want.

We wish you to live well,
I don't know how bad it is
Everything you need to have
Yes, sing songs!

I wish you happiness, warmth, kindness, good luck,
Joy, health, beauty,
so that the fire does not go out in the eyes of hot
and the best dreams came true.

I want to wish you well

May there be no evil on your path,
Let there be no envy and jealousy,
I want to wish you well
May your life be happy!

Let only friends visit your home,
Bad weather passes by,
From the bottom of our hearts we wish you the best,
Long life, health and happiness!

May sorrows be forgotten on this day,
And let the sun smile in the morning,
And he will wish you affectionately with rays
For many years of goodness.

Let the spring rays on this day
People and flowers will smile at you,

Love, health, good dreams!

Let the spring rays shine on this day
People and flowers will smile at you,
And may they always go through life with you
Goodness, health, happiness and dreams.

Topic: “Little Khavroshechka”

Target: Development of coherent speech in children.

Tasks:

Educational:

Introduce children to the Russian folk tale “Khavroshechka”;

Teach children to construct complete, expressive answers to questions based on the content of what they read;

Continue working on the vocabulary of the language (selection of antonyms);

Learn to name the characteristics of an object, enrich speech with quality adjectives;

Learn to distinguish sounds according to their qualitative characteristics (ag., v.; acc. tv., sol. soft.);

Continue work on the sound analysis of the word (singling out the sound at the beginning of the word)

Educational:

Develop speech and thinking;

To develop the ability to listen carefully and interestedly to fairy tales;

Improve conversational speech;

Educators:

Foster a love of oral folk art;

Cultivate kindness, respect, the ability to help in difficult times

One minute;

Material: The text of the Russian folk tale “Khavroshechka”, a ball, a picture of a cow, handkerchiefs for painting, colored pencils (felt-tip pens).

Expand and activate your vocabulary:Orphan, One-Eyed, Two-Eyed, Three-Eyed, speckled cow, scold, five pounds, burst into flames, golden leaves rustled, touched the girls, master; to live in goodness, not to know evil.

Progress:

I Introductory part

(children sit on chairs)

Q: Children, I have prepared a riddle for you. Listen to it carefully:

Walking through the fields in summer

And gives milk to all of you,

Loudly “mu” shouts to the hostess

Give me more hay.

D: cow!

Q: Guys, why did you decide that it was a cow?

D: (answers to the riddle)

Q: What else can you tell us about the cow?

D: A cow is a large domestic animal. A man is looking after her. It brings benefits: milk, meat. A cow gives birth to a calf. She grunts and butts.

Q: Name the 1st sound in the word “cow” (Game “Two Houses”)

What sound is this? (according to TV). Name a word where the hard consonant sound [k] has turned into a soft [k’].

D: (children’s answers, e.g. pussy, skittles, ...)

Q: What large domestic animal did we talk about today?

D: cow.

II Main part

Q: Today I will read you the Russian folk tale “Khavroshechka”, one of the heroes is also a cow. Listen carefully.

Reading the Russian folk tale “Khavroshechka”.

Vocabulary work:

pud - an old Russian unit of weight, equal to 16.35 kg

spin - twist (fiber0 to make thread

weave – make (fabric from material) from thread

speckled cow - mottled with spots of a different color

starved - tortured

baked in the sun - warmed up

dashingly evil

bulk (apple) – juicy, ripe

Fizminutka

We're tired, we've been sitting too long

We wanted to warm up.

(one hand up, the other down, change hands jerkily)

Then they looked at the wall,

Then they looked out the window.

Right, left turn,

And then vice versa.

(body turns)

Let's start squats

We bend our legs completely.

Up and down, up and down,

Squat in a hurry.

(squats)

And sat down for the last time

And now they sat down.

(children sit down)

Q: Guys, did you like the fairy tale? Who is the main character of the fairy tale?

D: Khavroshechka

Q: Tell me who helped her in difficult life, at work?

D: Khavroshechka was helped by a cow.

Q: How did she help her?

D: Khavroshechka will fit into one ear and come out of the other - everything is ready.

Q: Was life easy for Khavroshechka in this family?

D: no, Khavroshechka weaved, spun, worked, she never heard a kind word, they offended her, but no one was sorry.

Q: “They beat me, they scold me, they don’t give me bread, they don’t tell me to cry.”

Q: How did the stepmother find out that the cow was helping Khavroshechka?

D: Three-Eyes told her about this. The stepmother sent her daughters to the meadow to spy on Khavroshechka.

Q: What song did Khavroshechka sing to her daughters in the meadow so that they would fall asleep faster?

D: Sleep little eye, sleep the other one.

Q: How did the fairy tale end?

D: Khavroshechka treated the master to an apple.

Q: As you understand, “...and she began to live happily, without knowing any evil”

D: No one scolded her anymore, no one forced her to work, but they only loved her.

Exercise “Tell me which one?”

What kind of stepmother?

D: angry, unkind, grumpy, rude, cruel, ugly, loud

Q: What kind of havroshechka?

D: kind, affectionate, hardworking, patient, beautiful, merciful, well-mannered

Creative work(work is done at the table)

Q: Look on the tables you have handkerchiefs - one for Khavroshechka, the other for the stepmother. Color the handkerchiefs: “The kind you would give to your stepmother, the kind you would give to Khavroshechka.” Why? (completed work is posted on the board)

D: children's answers

Q: Guys, come to me. (children stand in a circle on the carpet)

The guys gathered in a circle,
I am your friend and you are my friend.
Let's hold hands tightly,
And let's smile at each other

Q: And now we will play the game “Say the other way around.” I will throw the ball, the one who catches the ball must answer the word backwards.

Evil-good

Small big

Sad - cheerful

Black White

Sweet and sour

Long short

High Low

Cold-hot

Dim-light

Hungry-full

Wet-dry

Interesting - boring

Loud quiet.

III Final part

Q: What Russian folk tale did we meet today?

D: Khavroshechka

Q: What words does the fairy tale begin with?

D: There are good people in the world, but there are worse ones...

Q: Who helped Khavroshechka and how?

D: Khavroshechka was helped by a cow.

Q: Who followed the girl and how?

D: The girl was followed by: One-Eyes, Two-Eyes, Three-Eyes.

Q: What words did the fairy tale end with?

D: And she began to live well, without knowing the hard times.