Three butterflies German fairy tale. Theatrical activity based on the German fairy tale "Three Butterflies" in the second junior group

Butterflies got to the White Lily and they say:

Shelter us, let us hide from the rain.

Lily answered them:

So be it, I’ll hide the white butterfly from the rain, it looks like me, and let the red and yellow ones look for another place.

Then a white butterfly says to her:

And the rain is pouring even harder. Butterflies flew up to the Red Tulip and say:

Shelter us, let us hide from the rain, we are soaked through.

Tulip in response to them:

Okay, I’ll hide the red one, it looks like me, and let the white and yellow ones look for another place.

Then the red butterfly says to him:

Since you don't want to accept my sisters, I won't go to you either. It's better for us to get wet together in the rain!

Butterflies got to the Yellow Rose and they say:

Shelter us, let us hide from the rain, we are soaked through. Rosa answered them:

I’ll hide the yellow one, it looks like me, and let the white and red ones look for another place.

Then the yellow butterfly says to her:

Since you don’t want to accept my sisters, then I won’t go to you either! It's better for us to get wet together in the rain!

The sun, behind the clouds, heard the words of the butterflies and rejoiced: there is such true friendship in the world! And decided to help the butterflies.

The sun drove the rain away and shone again, lit up the garden, dried the wings of butterflies. They began to fly back and forth. They play, dance, flutter from flower to flower. Only Lily, Tulip and Rose were no longer approached. So they dried up alone. Butterflies were having fun, circling until the evening. And when evening came, they went to bed. What happened to them next, I don't know. I only know that friendship is a support in any trouble.

Butterflies got to the White Lily and they say:

- Cover us, let us hide from the rain.

Lily answered them:

- So be it, I’ll hide the white butterfly from the rain, it looks like me, and let the red and yellow ones have another place

Then a white butterfly says to her:

And the rain is pouring even harder. Butterflies flew up to the Red Tulip and say:

- Cover us, let us hide from the rain, we are soaked through.

Tulip in response to them:

- Okay, I’ll hide the red one, it looks like me, and let the white and yellow ones look for another place.

Then the red butterfly says to him:

“If you don’t want to accept my sisters, then I won’t go to you either. It's better for us to get wet together in the rain!

Butterflies got to Yellow

Roses and say:

- Cover us, let us hide from the rain, we are soaked through. Rosa answered them:

- I’ll hide the yellow one, it looks like me, and let the white and red ones look for another place.

Then the yellow butterfly says to her:

“Since you don’t want to accept my sisters, then I won’t go to you either!” It's better for us to get wet together in the rain!

The sun, behind the clouds, heard the words of the butterflies and rejoiced: there is such true friendship in the world! And decided to help the butterflies.

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Municipal budgetary educational institution Staroibraikinskaya secondary school

Aksubaevsky municipal district Republic of Tatarstan

Compiled by a primary school teacher

Nurullina Rufiya I.

Lesson summary on the topic "German folk tale"Three Butterflies"

Class: 4

Target: continue acquaintance with folk tales of different nations

Tasks:
- introduce the German folk tale "Three Butterflies";
- practice fluency skills expressive reading, the ability to work with text, to learn to understand the actions of heroes;
- develop memory, speech, thinking, imagination and creativity;

Bring up friendly relations, love for nature, interest in reading and studying the creativity of different peoples.

Planned results: subject: the ability to predict the content of a fairy tale, increase the pace of reading aloud, perceive a work of art aloud;

metasubject:

Regulatory: formulation learning task lesson, evaluation of their work in the lesson;

Cognitive:analysis of a fairy tale, highlighting in it main idea, search for the necessary information in the book;

communicative:answers to questions based on a fairy tale, the ability to listen to peers;

personal: system formation moral values(love of nature, beauty human relations), showing interest in reading.

Equipment: computer , projector, textbook " Literary reading» Grade 4, items for the scene.

Material: presentation of the fairy tale "Three Butterflies", presentation "Butterfly", slides "Flowers" (lily, rose, tulip)

During the classes.

Organizing time.
Checking homework.

Retelling of the fairy tale "Chatty bird"
Tell stories that the students have made up themselves.

Speech workout.

Read the poem on your own.

Butterfly

I'm at the yellow butterfly

Quietly asked:

Butterfly tell me

Who colored you?

Maybe it's buttercup?

Maybe a dandelion?

Maybe yellow paint

That neighbor boy?

Or is it the sun

After winter boredom?

Who colored you?

Butterfly, tell me!

The butterfly whispered

Dressed in gold

Colored me all over

Summer, summer, summer!

A. Pavlova

Read the poem briefly.

Read expressively.

IV. Knowledge update.

What picture did you present while reading this poem?

What do you know about butterflies? (View presentations "Butterfly")

V. Self-determination to activity.

Solve the puzzle.

(Three butterflies)

This is the title of our topic. Please open your textbooks, p. 50.
Consider the illustration. What do you think this story is about? (Children's guesses.)
Determine the objectives of the lesson by reading the title of the topic.

VI. Work on the topic of the lesson.

(Reading a fairy tale by a teacher)

Guys, how did you feel while reading this book?
What was not clear?

VII. vocabulary work.

All day long (no break, no end) The rain is pouring even harder.

VIII. Physical education minute

Sun for charging
Calls us.
We raise our hands
On command: "One!"
And above us the leaves rustle cheerfully.
We drop our hands
On command: "Two!"
We walk one after the other
Forest and green meadow
One two three four five
Let's be our theme
Further study.

IX. Continuation of work on the topic of the lesson.

1. Preparation for reading by roles.

Read the words lily, tulip, rose.

Read the words of white, red and yellow butterflies.

2. Reading a fairy tale by roles.

What does this tale teach?

3. Work on the content of the tale on questions and tasks 1-3 on page 51 of the textbook.

4. View presentations "Flowers" (on slides, roses, tulips, lilies).

5. Dramatization of a fairy tale

6. Adding a regional component. Reading by the teacher Tatar fairy tale"Duslar" ("Friends")

X. Reflection

Choose any beginning of the sentence and continue it.

Today in class I learned...
In this lesson, I would commend myself for...
After class, I wanted...
Today I managed...

XI. Summing up the lesson.

What new did you learn in the lesson? What do you especially remember?

Homework (differentiated)

Retell the tale
Come up with a scenario for a fairy tale so that it can be put on stage.

Once upon a time there were three butterflies - white, red and yellow. All day long they had nothing to do but play and dance. Especially if the sun was hot. Butterflies flutter from flower to flower, from one to another. That's fun! But then one day it started to rain. Butterflies got wet and began to look for somewhere to hide. And the rain keeps pouring.
Butterflies got to the White Lily and they say:
- Cover us, let us hide from the rain.
Lily answered them:
- So be it, I'll hide the white butterfly from the rain, it looks like me, and let the red and yellow ones look for another place.
Then a white butterfly says to her:

And they flew on.
And the rain is pouring even harder. Butterflies flew up to the Red Tulip and say:
- Cover us, let us hide from the rain, we are soaked through.
Tulip in response to them:
- Okay, I'll hide the red one, it looks like me, and let the white and yellow ones look for another place.
Then the red butterfly says to him:
“If you don’t want to accept my sisters, then I won’t go to you either. It's better for us to get wet together in the rain!
And they flew on.
Butterflies got to the Yellow Rose and they say:
- Cover us, let us hide from the rain, we are soaked through. Rosa answered them:
- I’ll hide the yellow one, it looks like me, and let the white and red ones look for another place.
Then the yellow butterfly says to her:
“Since you don’t want to accept my sisters, then I won’t go to you either!” It's better for us to get wet together in the rain!
The sun, behind the clouds, heard the words of the butterflies and rejoiced: there is such true friendship in the world! And decided to help the butterflies.
The sun drove the rain away and shone again, lit up the garden, dried the wings of butterflies. They began to fly back and forth. They play, dance, flutter from flower to flower. Only Lily, Tulip and Rose were no longer approached. So they dried up alone. Butterflies were having fun, circling until the evening. And when evening came, they went to bed. What happened to them next, I don't know. I only know that friendship is a support in any trouble.

Tatyana Kuznetsova
Theatrical activity based on the German fairy tale "Three Butterflies" in the second junior group

storyteller: Once upon a time there were three butterflies - white, red, yellow. All day long they had nothing to do but play and dance. Especially if the sun was hot.

(Song butterflies)

flutter butterflies from flower to flower, from one to another. That's kind of fun. But then one day black clouds came running, closed the sun, it started pouring rain.

(cloud dance)

Wet butterflies and began to look where to hide. And the rain keeps pouring. (imitation rain background) got there butterflies to chamomile(song butterflies for chamomile)

White butterfly: Cover us, let us hide from the rain.

storyteller: Chamomile them in response.

Chamomile: So be it, white hide the butterfly from the rain, she looks like me, and let the red and yellow ones look for another place.

storyteller: Here is white the butterfly tells her:

White butterfly

(Tulip Song)

Red butterfly

storyteller: Tulip them back

Tulip: Okay, I’ll hide the red one, it looks like me, and let the white and yellow ones look for another place.

storyteller: It's red the butterfly tells him

Red butterfly: Since you do not want to accept my sisters, then I will not go to you either. It's better for us to get wet together in the rain.

(Dandelion Song)

butterflies: Cover us, let us hide from the rain, we are soaked through.

storyteller: Dandelion in response to them.

Dandelion: I'll hide the yellow one, it looks like me, and let the white and red ones look for another place.

storyteller: It's yellow the butterfly tells her:

yellow butterfly: Since you don’t want to accept my sisters, then I won’t go to you either! It's better for us to get wet together in the rain!

storyteller: The sun heard what was hiding behind the clouds, the words butterflies and rejoiced: there is such true friendship in the world! And decided help the butterflies. The sun drove the rain away and shone again, the garden lit up, Butterfly's wings dried up. They began to fly back and forth. They play, dance, flutter from flower to flower. Only Chamomile, Tulip and Dandelion were no longer approached. So they dried up alone - alone. had fun butterflies, circled until the evening. And when evening came, they went to bed. What happened to them next, I don't know. I only know that friendship is a support in any trouble.