Poets writers composers about Kursk battle. Class hour script on the topic "Poets and writers of the Earth Kursk" with a presentation

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Nikolai Nikolaevich Aseev (1889-1963) "The city of Kursk stands on the mountain, having gone to the river ink. It is good to fly to it in January on a slurry with a steep descent. Well, overtaking at all, fresh leather cheeks jacks feel smileless snow, like juice ice cream. " In 1943 N.N. Aseev complemented this poem with the words: "He is now falling fire, and then it was so safe ... how long did I have been in it! How I owe him to many! " N. Aseev. Cycle of poems "Kursk edges".

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The life of the poet was not easy, but he always remembered his native land, he applied to this topic throughout creative path. "Stand stronger. You are my tender, you are my grandfathers and kums, you are my kind of man, Kursk edges. " In July 2014, the solemn opening of the Bust of the poet Nikolai Aseev was held in Kursk. Installed it before the regional library building, which has long been carrying his name. N. Aseev. Cycle of poems "Kursk edges".

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Arkady Petrovich Gaidar (1904-1941) amazing bold man Was writer A.P. Gaidar! And his books are clean, light, kind - help in education in Gaidarovski: actively love your land, your homeland. The writer knew and loved the children, in his books he did not affect them, and talked with them. "And Cybalchish Cybalchish Suronal on the blue river at Green Bugre. And put a big red flag over the grave. Pares float - Hello a boy! Polls fly - hello boy! Run locomotives - hello boy! And pioneers will be held - Salute Boysho! " A.Gaidar "The fairy tale about military secrets, Balysh Kibalchish and his solid word».

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LR Wrigovsky Literary Memorial Museum A.P. Gaidar Museum was created by dozens of people united by a common idea: an understanding of the importance of creativity A. P. Gaidar, the desire to perpetuate the memory of the writer born in our city, and to preserve the house in which the first childhood of the writer was held. The memory of A. P. Gaidar is immortalized in the names of the streets of Kursk cities, Lgov, Schigrov. Its creativity is devoted to the exposition in the Kursk Literary Museum, in the Memorial House-Museum in LRV, in high school No. 2 in Schigrach, in the territory of which the writer's busts are installed.

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Valentin Vladimirovich Ovechkin (1904-1968) In order to deeper to understand the basis of creativity V. Ovechkin, it is necessary to pay attention to notes from his diaries: "The worst thing in man is a two-handedness. From the day, he was forced for the first time, at the soul, one thing is completely different, this day begins to fall from that day. Everything begins with two-ways: meanness, tendency to treachery, betrayal. This is the death of the human soul. This is a terrible mistake when the boss is more like a boron two-hander than the stroke of free-dimensions. " This statement of the writer speaks of its great spiritual potential and deeply critical attitude towards itself and to real reality.

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In the city of Kursk, the memory of Valentina Ovechkin in the title of the street of the city (from August 22, 1974) was perfected. On the house where V.V. Ovechkin, a memorial plaque is installed. Every year a journalistic competition is held. V. Ovechkin, in Kursk and Loen pass literary readings. "With external severity and non-recovery, he was a kind and meaningful person. As in his books and conversations, he talked about the most intimate open and straight, because he had never been awakened in affairs and aspirations, he always cared about the truth, about the general good. " Vladimir Karpov

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Konstantin Dmitrievich Vorobyev (1919 - 1975) "Two hundred White Hut Two Posads crumbled over the river, siding by pebble and leeches. The coast of the river thickets in the gardens, the huts are drown in the gardens, and around - the boundless ocean of bread, trembling blue of the sultry Mariene - and never swears the sun, "so the author himself writes about his small homeland, who lived for a long time away from her. The writer has always been drawn to the "Consumer House", the memory of his native land did not leave him for a minute: "I burned down to the ground - in our territories it is special: black like soot and so soft, smelly, rim." And yet: "... filled with a sweet odor of the chastard, mint and sun - the smell of my homeland." K.D. Vorobyev

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The memory of our famous countryman is immortalized in the title of the street in Kursk, in the house where K. Vorobyev was born, there is a museum, and a permanent exposition dedicated to the life and creativity of KD is in the regional local history museum. Sparrow. High School No. 35 Kursk is named after K. Vorobyov, there is also a writer's museum. "If the writer lies before his conscience and does not want to see the mountain and troubles of the people, he calls him historical inevitality - he is nothing, whatever the awards to his government. The time will come, and for all it will become apparent and understandable. Then, besides shame, nothing is waiting for such a writer. I do not know whether I will read me later, but I know that no one plot on my grave. " K. Vorobyev

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Evgeny Ivanovich Nosov (1925-2002) "But I close my eyes, and - the heart will make a wax: here it is, Rim! Grows and hips, and again the hills. Up - down, down - up ... as if it breathes, as if it was her deep, naked sighs ... ". "In my opinion, a small homeland is an eye of our childhood. In other words, what is able to argue a boyish eye. And that it is eager to accommodate a clean, swollen soul. Where this soul was first surprised, was delighted and delinted from the surgery delight. And where for the first time it was upset, he accepted or experienced his first shock. " "Malaya Motherland is that the whole life gives us inspiration wings." E.I.NOSov. "Malaya Motherland"

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In October 2005, in Kursk, at the intersection of Plinkov and Chelyuskinsky streets, a monument was opened a monument to the famous Russian writer, the hero of socialist labor, the honored citizen of Kursk, a member of the Academy of Russian Literature, a laureate of various literary awards, a cavalier of many orders and medals - E. AND. Nose. Evgeny Ivanovich went out of life early, but his soul stayed with us in his works, in his covenants: "... Everything that concerns creative takeoff remains, as well as during Dionusia: If you want to achieve - go and worship native land ... " E.I. Nose

"Poets and writers of the land of a Kursk goal and the task: to introduce students with the work of writers and poets native region. Bring up ... "

Poets and Writers of the Earth Kursk

Goals and objectives:

To acquaint students with the work of writers and poets of the native land.

Relieve a sense of citizenship and responsibility for the fate of their homeland.

Visit love for your native edge.

Kursk region - my edge is harder,

I know eternal life no,

But any of your picture

All admire many years ...

V. Zolotorovong native land

Wonderful landscapes Kursk Dali -

Fields, moods, hills and meadows! -

They born the beauty of the Great

Great, whose glory penetrate the century.

Praying for us Theodosius Pechersky,

And - "My joy!" - exclaimed Seraphim,

Meeting people who open in childish

The souls got up in front of the saint face.

Stores the conformists of our covenants

In the hearts of Orthodox,

And is human heart

do not laugh feta lyrics,

How is the light of the skies of heaven?!

Skious chicken in the arts of all kinds,

And now there is no wonder in many countries

Deserved Chtima George Sviridov.

And nosov, and fangs ... - Kuryan talents.

And how many heroes gave birth to nice

For battles for the depiction, native land! -

Donyn I am heard by crying Yaroslavna,

When I go to my native fields ...

How hurts! .. And yet the ready clouds I

Dispel the unshakable faith of yours:

You will be in the coming, the earth is dear,

Grow away the beauty of great people!

In the eyelids you grow and flourish,

Stronger and more beautiful!

And native lady mother

We highlight the way!

Leading. Rich in talents Kursk region. From ancient times to this day, Kursk Earth is a source of inspiration for the creativity of writers, poets, artists, composers. His beautiful nature, rich in history and wonderful people melted in their works Writers, poets, artists and musicians Athanasius Fet, Nikolay Aseev, Eugene Nosov, Konstantin Vorobyov, Egor Polyansky, artist Alexander Deineka, composer George Sviridov and many others. And in the twenty-first century Kursk inspires our contemporaries for creativity. Let's get acquainted with these nice sons Our small homeland.

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Host: Yevgeny Ivanovich Nosov was born on January 15, 1925 in the village of Tolmachevo Kursk Region in the family of the hereditary master, the Kuznets. The seventeenth-year-old young people survived the fascist occupation. She graduated from the eighth grade and after the Kursk battle (July 5 - August 23, 1943) went to the front to the artillery troops, becoming a gunner to the gun. Participated in the operation of "Bagration", in battles at the Rogachev bridgehead for Dnipro. Fought in Poland.

In the battles near Königsberg on February 8, 1945, he was seriously injured and the victory day met in the hospital in Serpukhov, which later wrote a story "Red Wine Victory". Coming out of the hospital, he received a disability allowance.

After the war he graduated high School. Went to Kazakhstan Central Asia, worked as an artist, a designer, literary employee. Began to write prose. In the 1980s. He was a member of the editorial board of the Roman-Gazeta magazine.

It was seen in frosty days for hanging appeals to people feed birds. On the grave, I asked to write: "Push the birds." E. I. Nosov died on June 13, 2002. Buried in Kursk.

Evgenia Nosov can be attributed to representatives of the "Rustic Prose" and to no less significant in the literature of the 20th century " equal truth" The most important topics are military and rustic.

In 1957 - the first publication: the story "Raduga" is published in Kursk Almanac.

In 1958, his first book of the stories and the leader "on the fishing trail" comes out.

In 1961 he returned to Kursk, became a professional writer. In 1962 he began to study at the highest literary courses in Moscow.

Many printed in the magazines "Our Contemporary", " New world"Where his best stories came out and taught decent place In Russian literature.

A big success had a story "Usly Schemes" (1980); In 1986, under this title came a collection of his age following and stories; In the same year, the book of essays "on the far station to go"; In 1989 - the book of stories for junior schoolchildren "where the sun wakes up"; In 1990 - the story and stories "in the pure field"; In 1992, the book of stories for senior schoolchildren "Red Wine Victory". (slides 20 -24)

Host: (Slides 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12) Shenshin (Athanasius Afanasyevich, he is Fet) - a famous Russian poet Lirik. Born on November 23, 1820, near the city of Mtsensk, Oryolsky province, in the village of Novoselki, the son of a rich landowner, Rothmistra retired, Athanasius Neofitovich Shenshina. Before 14 years, Fet lived and studied at home, and then in the city of Verier (Liflyandsky province), in the chrommer's guesthouse. In 1837 he was transported to Moscow, where Soon Afanasy Afanasyevich entered Moscow University, at the Historical and Philology Faculty. Almost all the student time Fet has lived in the family of his comrade for the university, the future literary critics Apollo Grigoriev, who had an impact on the development of the poetic gift Athanasius Feta.

The desire to learn from the nobility prompted Feta to enter military service. In 1845, he was accepted in the Kirassi regiment; In 1853, he moved to the Ulan Guards Regiment; The Crimean campaign was part of the troops guarding the Estland coast; In 1858, he retired, like his father, headquarters, Rothmistrome. Noble rights, however, to achieve then failed: necessary for that qualifications increased as Fet raised by service. (Slide 4)

In the meantime, his poetic glory grew; The success of the book "Poem of A. Feta" published in Moscow in 1850 opened access to the "Contemporary" circle in St. Petersburg, where he met Turgenev and V.P. Botkin; With the latter, he became friends, and the first one already in 1856 wrote Feta: "What do you write to me about Heine? - You are above Hein!" Later Fet met Turgenev with L.N. Tolstoy, returned from Sevastopol. Literary successes prompted Feta to leave military service; In addition, he married in Paris in 1857 in Marya Petrovna Botkin and, feeling a practical veil, decided to devote himself as Horace, agriculture. (Slide 5)

In 1860, he bought the farm Stepanovka from 200 tents of the Earth, in the Mtsensky district, and energetically began to manage, living there is slow and only in winter by going to Moscow. For ten days, Afanasiy Afanasyevich was a world judge and wrote at this time in the "Russian Herald" journal articles about rural orders. The owner of Fet was excellent, in 1877 he threw Stepanovka and bought for 105,000 rubles a sparrows in the Schigrovsky district, Kursk province, near the root desert; At the end of life, the state of Afanasius feta reached the value that wealth can be called. (slide 6)

In 1881, Fet bought a house in Moscow and began to come to Sparrow on the spring and summer already a gift box, passing the management of the manager. He published four collections of lyrical poems in Moscow: "Evening lights" and translations of Horatia, Ovid, Virginia; Translation of both parts of "Faust" Goethe; Posted by memoirs " early years of my life, until 1848. "(Edition is already afraid, 1893) and" My memories, 1848 - 1889 "(in two volumes, 1890); writings of writings A. Shopenhauer. Wood Fet on November 21, 1892 in Moscow, Without having lived two days to 72 years; buried in the generic estate of Shanshina village of Kleenov, in the Mtsensky district, in 25 versts from the eagle.

Reader: "Misty Morning"

As the first golden ray, and like a rose young,

Between the White Mountains and SIZY TURN Born Early Zarya

Slides by the leaps of the vertices when still scorching wings

On the topics of the towers and ruins, noon, the wind did not reveal

When in the valleys, full of haired, and the wet sigh fog night

Fog Realities Blue, in the sky divides and earth,

Let your delight in the MGLU Hearts Rosinka rolls from the sheet, -

Such throws light, singer! Let the song be your pista.

Reader: "Spring rain" is still light in front of the window, and from the sky to the ground, in the clouds of the clouds the sun shifts, swinging, moving the curtain, and the sparrow with its wing, and as if in the gold dusting sand bathes, trembling. It is behind it the edge of the forest. The droplets splashed into the glass, it pulls onto the linden honey, and something came up to the garden, along the fresh leaves of the drum. (Slide 9)

In the bushes of raspberry, the fruits of ruddy seeds.

And from the fronted apple trees garden sister colors, girlfriend roses,

Sweet fragrance. Ochoms in the eyes of me look,

Flowers look with longing in love, Navali Living Gree

Surely clean, like spring, and in the heart of the Sorry song.

"She traveled lips, clothes"

The January nightingale "Winter is indisputable great. Light and sky - everything is in the snow. And suddenly, as in May, the song of the bird, and whose - I can not understand. I can not understand the shadows of the vicinity of the surrounding chatter, not a pestle, - just a song For you, and for me. It sounds light and clearly, from all the branches, from all sides, like a winter thunder, incredible unexpectedly, like O.Sam Bohr her from the heart is out of the late morning dawn. She is more expensive than the nightingale, -Instricted in January. She rings in the beings of the blizzards, -less, - in the end. Yes, it sings the girlfriend in the birth of chicks. We have a sparkling chairs in the wind. And he lives, and he does not fissure, - his cheer sings in Bor. (N. Korniev)

Host: Arkady Petrovich Gaidar (real surname - Golikov) - Prosecascript (slides 14, 15)

Born on January 9 (January 22, N.S.) in the city of Briar Kursk province in the teacher's family. Children's years have passed in Arzamas. He studied in a real school, but when the first began world War And the Father was taken to the soldiers, he ran away from the house in a month to go to his father to the front. In the ninety kilometers from Arzamas, he was detained and returned.

Later, a teenager of fourteen years, he met with " good people "Bolsheviks" and in 1918 left "to fight for the bright kingdom of socialism." He was a physically strong and rising guy, and after some hesitation took him to the courses of red commanders. At fourteen and a half years, he commanded on the Petliurov front with a rich cadets, and in seventeen The years was the commander of a separate shelf to combat banditry. In December 1924, Gaidar left the army on illness (after injury and contusion). He began to write. The best writings he considered the story "R.V.S." (1925), "Far Countries "," Fourth dandy "and" school "(1930)," Timur and his team "(1940). He went a lot around the country, met with different people, greedily absorbed life. He did not know how to write, closing in the office, behind a comfortable table. He composed on the go, pondered his books on the road, told the entire pages, and then recorded them in simple notebooks. "The birthplace of his books is different cities, villages, even the train."

When the Patriotic War began, the writer began again to the ranks of the army, going to the front of the Military Correspondent of the Komsomolskaya Pravda newspaper. His part fell into the environment, and the writer wanted to take out on the plane, but he refused to leave the comrades and remained in the partisan detachment as an ordinary machine gunner. October 26, 1941 in Ukraine, under the village of Lyaplyavo, Gaidar died in a fight with the fascists. (slides 11-14)

Theatrical game based on the story

A. Gaidar "Chuk and Gek"

Author: lived a man in the forest near the blue mountains. He worked a lot, and the work was not reduced, and he could not go home on vacation. Finally, when winter came, he asked permission from the bosses and sent his wife a letter to come along with the children to visit him. Guys had two - Chuk and Gek. And they lived with her mother in a distant huge city, which is better not in the world. And, of course, this city was called Moscow.

Postman: Just at a time when I climbed the stairs with a letter, Chukua with GEK was a fight. Or Chuk pulled an empty match box from the hek, or he pulled a tin tille from Chuka from the Vaca.

Mom came.

Mom: Father will not come. He still has a lot of work and he is not released in Moscow. He will not come. But he calls us everyone to visit. He is an eccentric man. Well say - visit. As if it would sat down on the tram and went ...

Chuk: Yes, yes. Once he calls, so we will sit down and go.

Mom: You are stupid. There ride a thousand and a thousand more kilometers by train. And in the taiga you will hang up on a wolf or a bear.

Chuk and Gek: Gay Gay! We can ride not only a thousand, but even one hundred thousand kilometers. We brave, because yesterday we were driven by stones with a stonied dog in the courtyard.

Author: Passed a whole week before the mother gathered on the road of Chuka and Gope. Chuck made himself a dagger from the kitchen knife, hek - a smooth stick, scored a nail into her, and a peak turned out. Finally, all the affairs were finished, and the mother went to the station to buy tickets for the evening tomorrow. But here without her, Chuku with the hecto was a quarrel. If they knew, to what trouble would bring them this quarrel, they would never be quarreled for this day.

Just at that moment, when Chukka walks out of a secluded place, his precious metal box, and the GEK in the room sang songs, entered the postman and handed the telegram to the mother. Chuk hid the telegram.

GEK: R-RR! R-RA! Hooray!

Hey! Bay! Turnumbays!

Chuk snatched his peak from Heka, reheated her about his knee and threw it on the floor. One silent took off the heek on the windowsill and threw the box through the open hand.

Chuk: Telegram, Telegram!

What do we think about the telegram?

GEK: You can not lie!

Chuk: And we will not lie! If she asks where the telegram, we will say. If not asked, why should we pop up forward?

Gek: Okay. If you do not need to lie, then do it.

Host: (Slide 16) Nikolai Nikolayevich Aseev was born on July 9, 1889 in the Lhow in the family of the insurance servant. After graduating from the Kursk Real School, in 1909 it enters the Moscow Commercial Institute. At the same time, the young poet attend lectures at the Faculty of Philology of Moscow University.

In 1911, his works first appear in the press in the magazine "Spring". Gradually, Nikolay Aseev meets with many well-known writers - V. Bryusov, F. Sologubom, B. Pasternak, V. Mayakovsky. Aseev was alternately a member of several poetic groups. In 1913, he enters the Lyric group organized by S. Bobrov, then becomes a member of the new futuristic group "Centrifuge".

In the first collection of Aseev "Night Flute" (1914) noticeably strong influence of symbolism. After acquaintance with the works of V. V. Khlebnikov, the young poet is fond of the Old Slavic folklore, which immediately affected his work. In subsequent years, its poetic collections "Zor" (1914), "Letor" (1915, together with Pennikov), "Fourth Book of Poems" (1916) and "Oksana" (1916) are published.

In mid-1917, Aseev and his wife went to Far East. There he worked in the Far Eastern Review newspaper. It was one of the initiators of the creation of the Literary and Art Society "Balaganchik", from which the group "Creativity" was later born. Aseev often acted with lectures about Futurism, promoted the work of Mayakovsky. In 1921, a collection of verses Aseeva "Bomb" is published in Vladivostok.

In 1922, the poet returned to Moscow and became one of the most fiery and orthodox Bolshevik poets. For the Poem "Mayakovsky" in 1941 he was awarded the Stalin Prize. In 1961, Nikolai Aseev became a laureate of the Lenin Prize for the Pettic Collection "Lad". For his life, he published more than 70 poetic collections.

Reader: Solovy

Here again

starting a song ...

It would be time for her for a long time

on retire!

Yes and the nightingale

disabled...

From what -

only facet of rulads -

chevelit's chill

and the souls are becoming

welcome?!

Song thousands of years,

as if only that

fully folded;

and trees

it is awesome.

Song thousands of years,

with her free

and happily breathing;

almost human words

printed in the air

hear.

about immortal passions

about bliss

limit suffering;

as if there is no news on Earth,

except those

what the world is an older.

That's what

this old singer,

spell

star oath ...

Song subsight -

and passion, the end,

smashed in two!

Reader: Home House built from poems! ..

In it windows of pure glass, -

there are the shadows of the clouds,

that the storm in the sky raised.

I myself row my own row,

corners by consonant attitudes,

the crown to the wool of Stroof gaked

to the most raised rafters.

And so under the roofing simple

who cannot be loved:

Creators of relatives, favorite books,

that the window was opened to the world;

friends whose loyalty is not on a moment

communted on a new school.

Fly in the window, clouds,

come in pine, in full growth,

split, river time, -

my home is open to Siagani Stars!

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Host: Vorobyov, Konstantin Dmitrievich - soviet writer - Frontovik, representative of the Great Pleiads of Lieutenant Prose. Born on September 24, 1919 in the Kursk region. The family was more familiar - Vorobyev had 5 sisters and brother. He began working in a rural store, where they paid bread, at age 14 to save the family from hungry death. He graduated from rural school, studied in the agricultural technical school in Michurinsk. He graduated from the courses of film mechanics and returned to his native village. In 1935 he worked in the district newspaper a literary employee. Posted by the anti-Stalinist poem "On the death of Kuibyshev" and, fearing the denunciations, went to the sister to Moscow. In October 1938, he was called to the Red Army.

He served in the Belarusian Military District. He worked in the Army newspaper "Call". At the end of the service in December 1940, he worked as a literary employee of the newspaper of the Red Army Academy. Frunze, from where he was aimed at studying in the Moscow Red Banner Infantry School named after the Supreme Council of the RSFSR. Under the Wedge in December 1941, the contused lieutenant Vorobyov was captured and was in Klinsky, Rzhevsky, Smolensk, Kaunassky, Salaspils, Susthenian camp (1941-1943). Twice fled from captivity. In 1943-1944, he was the commander of the partisan group from the former prisoners of war in the composition of the operating in Lithuania partisan detachment. He was awarded the medal "Partiz of the Patriotic War" of the 1st degree. While staying in the underground in 1943, I wrote an autobiographical story "This we, Lord!" about experienced in captivity. In 1946, the manuscript was proposed by the magazine "New World", but the publication did not take place. In the personal archive of the writer the story is not fully preserved. Only in 1986, she was discovered by the graduate school of the Leningrad State pedagogical Institute Irina Vladimirovna Sokolova in the Central State Archive of Literature and Art of the USSR (Tsgali), where she was handed over at one time with the archive of the New World. For the first time the story was published in the journal "Our Contemporary" in 1986. With 1947, I lived in Vilnius. Changed a lot of professions. He was a loader, a driver, a film mechanic, a railway, headed by a manufactured goods store. In 1952-1956, he worked as a daily newspaper Soviet Lithuania. He was the head of the literature and art department. In Vilnius, his first collection of stories "Snowdrop" (1956) and subsequent collections of the ages and stories "Gray-Swan" (1958), "Gusi-Swans" (1960) and others were charged. After a serious illness (brain cancer tumor) died in 1975 . On the house in which the writer lived, a memorial plaque was installed (Vyarku Street, 1). In 1994, the premium was posthumously awarded. Sergius Radonezhsky. In 1995, the aspect director was reburied in Kursk on the officer (Nikitsky) cemetery. In 2001, Konstantin Vorobyev was awarded awardless Alexander Solzhenitsyn's premium.

The presenter (Slide 20) was born and grew by Vasily Grigorievich Zolotarev in the village of the second Gostomla Medvensky district. Early lost his father. After school, he was headed by a rural club. Read a lot. Like all the boys, loved to wander around the picturesque surroundings. Vasily Grigorievich served him 2 years in the army, and then the Ural, Nizhny Tagil, work at the factory. And at the same time study at the Faculty of Faculty of Sverdlovsky legal Institute. After the university - 6 years of work of the judge in Nizhny Tagil. And then - Kursk - and the same favorite job.

Reader: "Station - Veteran"

And on an old Kursk station

Forty-first - to the front escaped

In the forty-fifth - met the soldiers.

Forty-first - sad tears,

In the forty-fifth - a victorious delight! ... took those years of locomotives,

But the station could not forget them.

Because those wounds remained

on his old bricks .. and the war of veterans

Remember with sadness in the eyes ... (slide 21)

Leading (Slide 22) Vasily Afanasyevich Snegirev was born in 1926 in the village of Ivanovka Schigrovsky district.

Since 1943, the participant of the Great Patriotic War has government awards. Demobilized in 1950, he worked as a teacher in an eight-year-old school. He graduated in absentia by the Kursk Pedagogical Institute.

Poems began to write from 13 years. For the first time they were published in the district newspaper "Communar". The stories and verses V. A. Snegirev were repeatedly published in the district and regional publications, as well as in the central press.

In December 1993, he was awarded a diploma of the first degree of regional management of culture for a selection of poems about the Great Patriotic War. (Slide 29)

Host: Stanislav Grigorievich Malichin was born in 1932 in the village of Stakanovo of the Cheremisinsky district. After graduation, I went to work at the Schigrovsky Mechanical Plant (now Gonomash JSC). (Slides 23)

After a four-year service on Black Sea Fleet Return back to the native factory. He worked to the turner, master, tearing. He was awarded the orders of the Labor Red Banner and Labor Glory III, the Labor Veteran medal. He was also assigned the title "Honored rationalizer" and "Veteran of the Black Sea Fleet".

Reader: "Raint"

Among the hills, plains, swamps

The river flows.

Such in Russia is not alone -

But this - Beditit's memory,

As pain of dashing godin.

The name of it is like the spirit of gray epic.

... Mongols moved to Rus,

Like a hurricane, like a tornado.

All crushed on their way

Fire, arrow and sword.

Failed villages and forests,

Embraced fire.

Moaning Russian land

Under enemy horse.

And called all the bells

Depiction to defend

And went to the death fight with the enemy

Sons of Russian Raint.

At anger, the power is great,

No need to occupy.

Fucked to death rout

In their memory - river rip. (slide 31)

Lead (Slide 25) Vladimir Konorev was born in 1939 in the village of Kursk region. Graduated polytechnical Institute in Moscow. He worked as an electrician engineer at Aktobe CHP, in the Eastern power grids, at the Geomash factory.

Verse Vladimir Konorev was printed in local, regional and republican newspapers and magazines., In collective collections, which were in different times in the Central Black Earth Book Publishing.

Reader: "Tank" (slide 26)

And the case happened so.

We played, the workers,

And someone in the German tank

Snowman landed randomly.

The siepers was a gorlast, sternly sternly:

Partisan!

And tank straight on us

Pass along the exposed glade.

She walked the fifth then year,

Repeated about danger late

When, dialing,

Gromdina raised Grozno.

And the tank was taken, grew up, romdy and a ruck of ominous.

And I like the Nasta ladder,

I am a little man.

Face closing his hands

I went to the witness:

Ma-ma-a! ..

Today I have long been thirty

But often and now I dream -

Floundering in loose snow,

From the tank I run, boy.

I can not escape ...

Host: (Slide 27,28) Polyansky, Egor Ivanovich (10.XI.1932 - 1999) - Poet, Member of the Russian Union of Writers (since 1958). Born in p. Shilovo Tula region. From 1934 he lived in Kursk. After graduation, he worked on a Kursk shoe factory, a poultry industry. In 1956 he graduated from the literary institute. M. Gorky. Printed in "Lifting" magazines, "Change", "Young Guard", "Moscow", "October". The author of the poetic collections "Letter Comrade" (Kursk, 1954), "Vovka will be a sailor" (Kursk, 1955), "On the way" (Kursk, 1958), "Birch Rain" (Voronezh, 1975), "Maslenitsa" (Voronezh, 1980) and others, as well as a children's fairy tale for the puppet theater "Peter and Santa Claus" (Kursk, 1961). His poem "Commissioner" - about the revolutionary Artem - the "literary newspaper" dated October 9, 1974 was characterized as a "noticeable phenomenon" in the domestic literature. September 25, 2008. The name of Polyansky was assigned to the Kursk City Library No. 4. October 10, 2014 on the street. Vatutination, on the house where the poet lived a memorial plaque

Reader: Chernozem

The road spins, dust,

Polished to blue. Cursk land

Sadness of the scorched desert.

No lark. Neither groundwork.

Neither busta - one stone,

As antediluvian longing,

As on the first day of the creation.

I did not recognize this area -

Road roar and thunder.

And suddenly towards the dump truck

With cool black soil.

Your cargo working in the morning

That dump truck appreciated hardly

But Rudozhe Chaof

He was given the road.

In the telnyashka - it can be seen that the sailor,

His owner smiled:

He was driving for greenhouses -

Then for Venus,

That is for Mars.

Reader: Birch Rain

Forest flashed. This sun came out,

Scarlet crest over the forest of grief,

And soldered in birch a little heard

Dowry pipe of October.

And trunks of black and white crepe

I climbed the music trembling.

Not freckles sprinkled from the sky -

Yellow birch rain pours

Like light children's souls,

Hurried in the birch of spring.

Leaves are fun jumping into the puddles

And tremble on pine needles.

There are not wind from the vertices,

And the breath of the invisible pipe.

Hello, forest!

Even the stump is not impressed.

Under foliage neither herbs, nor trails.

Birch light! Mati Russia!

Many wounds on your chest.

Walked mushrooms, and thunderstorms walked,

And steel whipped rains.

But, as before, birch shine

Swan with her beauty

And walked all troubles and thunderstorms

Birch rain, golden day.

Host: (Slides 29, 30) "I was born on the farm meadow in the Prientensky district of the Kursk region on November 21, 1935. Father Nikolay Vasilyevich and the mother of Evdokia Petrovna - illiterate peasants. In the big family, the brothers and sisters defeated diplomas on the libeles, and even then only in that volume, if necessary in the stateless paper, instead of a faceless cross, fighting up to Spains, from the shaky reclining beams to make their own surname. After the end of the Kursk Medical Institute worked in a rural hospital. Then he entered the graduate school, he defended his thesis and taught for many years at the Medical Institute. A schoolboy, a student wrote poems, but in steamlery disappointed, apparently, because not a single poem brought to suitable readiness, did not experience success. Laureate of the governor's premium. E. I. Nosov. Published the following books: "Road to home" (Voronezh, 1979), "Silver Day" (Voronezh, 1980), "Old apple tree with fragl" (Moscow, Publishing House "Contemporannik", 1982), "Road to home, road Light "(Voronezh, 1985), peat (Moscow, publishing house" Young Guard ", 1985)," Black Ruba "(Voronezh, 1991)," Session of Hypnosis "(Kursk, Publishing House" Crown ", 1995), "Light in the window" (Kursk, 2005). "Eskov - Member of the Union of Writers of Russia since 1979, published in the magazines" Our Contemporary "," Young Guard "," Moscow "," Change "and others. In 2011 was awarded Shukshinsky literary award, winner of the governor's premium. E.N. Nose and award "Imperial Culture". In 2013, the best prosair of Russia was called up.

The writer not only teaches good, he is good practicing. Mikhail Nikolaevich is the founder of the annual award for young Kursk literators "Road to Home". The Shukshinskaya Prize received by him was given in November 2012 to the 36-year-old poet Alexey Dutov from the city of judges, in 22 years lost vision and doomed to complete immobility.

Reader: Nikolay Korneev. "Kursk Earth"

In the fires of the womb, the grass was spread like silk, native land, where he ordered the immortality of the regiment was walking.

The land where the fields took place in the plates of the horde. The ground, where, the battle burned, the city grew on the ashes.

The fate of her was a special, when, after eight century, our power of Gut curled like Luk-Sagaidak, on enemies.

Is it lying the earth of this frozen? There was a bitter mist. And again on the implicit severity, like the sun, rushed.

The Land is famous Kursk, where the spring of the nightingale is printed. The mercy of the Seimas and Tussari, the radiance of waters and fields.

Only Kursk

Cities, cities ... I'm in Russia

Wondered them a lot of face

There are more they, and beautiful,

Only Kursk for me, like a ring,

As if I woke up forever

With the River Seyme, with nightingales in the forest ...

Know the native always in man

Unlocks any beauty. (L. Bochenkov)

Teacher: And now we will spend a quiz on the work of writers and poets of the Kursk Territory.

In which city was N.N. Sasheev born?

What a work does not belong to E.I.Nosovo?

Chitrygas for shares, for forests

Roads of Kursk Kozakov.

What kind of children's writer is the monument in the Kursk region?

A.P.Gaydar- E.I.Nosovnikov, N.Asayevimia What Writer is a museum in the city of LRV?

E.I.NOSovo - A.P.Gaidar - N.N.Aseyev5. With the name of which outstanding literature worker is connected by the Sparrow Vorobyevka?

N.N.Aseev - A.A.Fet - K.D. Vorobyev6. What works did A.P. Magidar wrote?

Tale

Poem

7. What are the surname of the countryman from your "small homeland"?

V.V. Vechechkin - K.D. Vorobyev - M. Sevech8. Who is the author of the story "Timur and his team"?

A.P.Gaidar- A.A.Fet- E.I.Nomov9.What is shown on the coat of arms of the city of Kursk?

Three flying partridges

Wild goose

Teacher: At all times, talented people who feel the nature and people of the Kursk Territory lived in Kursk Earth. Writers and poets are widely known: A.P. Magidar, E.I.Nosov, A.A.Fet, N.N.Aseev. We have something to be proud!

There are local poets that are often printed in the regional newspaper. This is Alexey Gusev, I want to complete the lesson lesson to complete the following words:

Oh, Kursk Territory, you are a resident of Russia,

Beautiful rivers and meadows are yours.

Who would be asked,

Everyone knows how Nightingale sing here.

Only rises driving over Niva

And golden on earth dew,

Trelli Nightingale beautifully,

And people open their eyes after sleep.

Open the eyes, and on the moment they are sacrificed,

Having heard a singing singer.

Warm Warry Fleet

Let the song rings without the edge and end!

Fill the soul of good, eternal happiness

"Colens" musician-nightingale.

And in summer, and in autumn bad weather

Live, native Kursk land!

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Poets and Writers of the Earth Kursk

Goals and objectives:

To acquaint students with the work of writers and poets of the native land.

Relieve a sense of citizenship and responsibility for the fate of their homeland.

Visit love for your native edge.

Kursk region - my edge is harder,

I know eternal life no,

But any of your picture

All admire many years ...

V. Zolotorov

Anthem native land

Wonderful landscapes Kursk Dali -

Fields, moods, hills and meadows! -

They born the beauty of the Great

Great, whose glory penetrate the century.

Praying for us Theodosius Pechersky,

And - "My joy!" - exclaimed Seraphim,

Meeting people who open in childish

The souls got up in front of the saint face.

Stores the conformists of our covenants

In the hearts of Orthodox,

And is human heart

do not fulfill the lyrics of feta,

How is the light of the skies of heaven?!

Skious chicken in the arts of all kinds,

And now there is no wonder in many countries

Deserved Chtima George Sviridov.

And nosov, and fangs ... - Kuryan talents.

And how many heroes gave birth to nice

For battles for the depiction, native land! -

Donyn I am heard by crying Yaroslavna,

When I go to my native fields ...

How hurts! .. And yet the ready clouds I

Dispel the unshakable faith of yours:

You will be in the coming, the earth is dear,

Grow away the beauty of great people!

In the eyelids you grow and flourish,

Stronger and more beautiful!

And native lady mother

We highlight the way!

(Slide 2)

Leading. Rich in talents Kursk region. From ancient times to this day, Kursk Earth is a source of inspiration for the creativity of writers, poets, artists, composers. His beautiful nature, rich in history and wonderful people melted in their works Writers, poets, artists and musicians Athanasius Fet, Nikolay Aseev, Eugene Nosov, Konstantin Vorobyov, Egor Polyansky, artist Alexander Deineka, composer George Sviridov and many others. And in the twenty-first century Kursk inspires our contemporaries for creativity. Let's get acquainted with these glorious sons of our small homeland.

(Slide 3, 4, 5, 6)

Leading: Evgeny Ivanovich Nosov was born on January 15, 1925 in the village of Tolmachevo Kursk Region in the family of the hereditary master, the Kuznets. The seventeenth-year-old young men survived the fascist occupation. She graduated from the eighth grade and after the Kursk battle (July 5 - August 23, 1943) went to the front to the artillery troops, becoming a gunner to the gun. Participated in the operation of "Bagration", in battles at the Rogachev bridgehead for Dnipro. Fought in Poland.

After the war he graduated from high school. I went to Kazakhstan, Central Asia, worked as an artist, a designer, literary employee. Began to write prose. In the 1980s. He was a member of the editorial board of the Roman-Gazeta magazine.

It was seen in frosty days for hanging appeals to people feed birds. On the grave, I asked to write: "Push the birds." E. I. Nosov died on June 13, 2002. Buried in Kursk.

Evgenia Nosov can be attributed to representatives of the "village prose" and not less significant in the literature of the 20th century "Equal Pravda". The most important topics are military and rustic.

In 1957 - the first publication: the story "Raduga" is published in Kursk Almanac.

In 1958, his first book of the stories and the leader "on the fishing trail" comes out.

In 1961 he returned to Kursk, became a professional writer. In 1962 he began to study at the highest literary courses in Moscow.

A lot was printed in the magazines "Our Contemporary", "New World", where the best of his stories came out and taking a decent place in Russian literature.

Leading : (Slides 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12) Shenshin (Athanasius Afanasyevich, he is Fet) - famous Russian poet Lirik. Born on November 23, 1820, near the city of Mtsensk, Oryolsky province, in the village of Novoselki, the son of a rich landowner, Rothmistra retired, Athanasius Neofitovich Shenshina.Before 14 years, Fet lived and studied at home, and then in the city of Verier (Liflyandsky province), in the chrommer's guesthouse. In 1837 he was transported to Moscow, where Soon Afanasy Afanasyevich entered Moscow University, at the Historical and Philology Faculty. Almost all the student time Fet lived in the family of his comrade for the university, the future of the literary criticism of Apollo Grigoriev, who had an impact on the development of the poetic gift Athanasius Feta.

In 1881, Fet bought a house in Moscow and began to come to Sparrow on the spring and summer already a gift box, passing the management of the manager. He published four collections of lyrical poems in Moscow: "Evening lights" and translations of Horatia, Ovid, Virginia; Translation of both parts of "Faust" Goethe; Posted by memoirs "Early years of my life, until 1848" (Edition is already afraid, 1893) and "My memories, 1848 - 1889" (in two volumes, 1890); The translation of writings A. Shopenhauer.

Fet died on November 21, 1892 in Moscow, without surviving two days to 72 years; He was buried in the generic estate of Shanshina village of Kleenov, in the Mtsensky county, in 25 versts from the eagle.

(Slide 7)

Reader: « Foggy morning"

As the first golden ray, and like a rose young,

Between the White Mountains and SIZY TURN Born Early Zarya

Slides by the leaps of the vertices when still scorching wings

On the topics of the towers and ruins, noon, the wind did not reveal

When in the valleys, full of haired, and the wet sigh fog night

Fog Realities Blue, in the sky divides and earth,

Let your delight in the MGLU Hearts Rosinka rolls from the sheet, -

Such throws light, singer! Let the song be your pista.

(Slide 8)

Reader: "Spring rain"
Still light in front of the window, and from the sky to the ground,
In the cloud breaks, the sun shifts, swinging, the curtain moves,
And sparrow with your wing and as if in gold dust
In the sand bathes, trembles. It is behind her the edge of the forest.

Two drops spilled in glass,
From Lip, fragrant honey pulls,
And something came up to the garden
On the fresh leaves of drums. (Slide 9)

Reader: "Flowers"

In the bushes of raspberry, the fruits of ruddy seeds.

And from the fronted apple trees garden sister colors, girlfriend roses,

Sweet fragrance. Ochoms in the eyes of me look,

Flowers look with longing in love, Navali Living Gree

Surely clean, like spring, and in the heart of the Sorry song.

"She traveled lips, clothes"

January nightingale "
Winter is indisputable great.
Earth and sky - everything in the snow.
And suddenly, as in May, the song Bird,
And whose - I can not understand.
No shadow of cyanits
And not shirty chatter,
Do not pestle toy, - just a song -
And for you, and for me.
It sounds light and clearly,
From all branches from all sides
Like winter thunder, incredible
And unexpected how he is.
Bor himself took her heart
In late morning dawn.
It is more expensive than nightingale, -
The only one in January.
She rings in the stuff of blizzards, -
Spring, - in the end.
Yes it's klesty sings girlfriend
Before the birth of chicks.
Sparkling knives
Capaches in the wind.
And he lives, and he does not happen, -
All fun sings in Bor. (N. Korniev)

Leading: Arkady Petrovich Gaidar (real last name - Golikov) - Prose(Slides 14, 15)

Born on January 9 (January 22, N.S.) in the city of Briar Kursk province in the teacher's family. Children's years have passed in Arzamas. He studied in a real school, but when the First World War began and the Father was taken to the soldiers, he fled from the house in a month to go to the Father to the front. In the ninety kilometers from Arzamas, he was detained and returned.

Later, a teenager of fourteen years old, he met with "good people - the Bolsheviks" and in 1918 he left "to fight for the bright kingdom of socialism." He was a physically strong and rising guy, and after some oscillations he was accepted for courses of red commanders. At fourteen and a half years, he commanded on the Petliur front with the Rotary cadets, and in seventeen years he was a commander of a separate shelf to combat banditry.

In December 1924, Gaidar left the army on illness (after injury and contusion). Began to write. He considered the best writings, "R.V.S." (1925), "Far Countries", "Fourth Blind" and "School" (1930), "Timur and his team" (1940). He drove a lot around the country, met with different people, eagerly absorbed life. He did not know how to write, closing in the office, behind a comfortable table. He composed on the go, pondered his books on the road, told the entire pages, and then recorded them in simple notebooks. "The birthplace of his books is different cities, villages, even the train."

Theatrical game based on the story

A. Gaidar "Chuk and Gek"

There lived a man in the forest near the blue mountains. He worked a lot, and the work was not reduced, and he could not go home on vacation. Finally, when winter came, he asked permission from the bosses and sent his wife a letter to come along with the children to visit him. Guys had two - Chuk and Gek. And they lived with her mother in a distant huge city, which is better not in the world. And, of course, this city was called Moscow.

Postman: Just at the time when I climbed the ladder with a letter, Chukua with the hek was a fight. Or Chuk pulled an empty match box from the hek, or he pulled a tin tille from Chuka from the Vaca.

There was a call back. Boys worried about anxiety.

Mom came.

Mum: Father will not come. He still has a lot of work and he is not released in Moscow. He will not come. But he calls us everyone to visit. He is an eccentric man. Well say - visit. As if it would sat down on the tram and went ...

Chuk: Yes Yes. Once he calls, so we will sit down and go.

Mum: You are stupid. There ride a thousand and a thousand more kilometers by train. And in the taiga you will hang up on a wolf or a bear.

Chuk and Gek: Gay gay! We can ride not only a thousand, but even one hundred thousand kilometers. We brave, because yesterday we were driven by stones with a stonied dog in the courtyard.

Passed a whole week before the mother gathered on the road of Chuka and Gope. Chuck made himself a dagger from the kitchen knife, hek - a smooth stick, scored a nail into her, and a peak turned out. Finally, all the affairs were finished, and the mother went to the station to buy tickets for the evening tomorrow. But here without her, Chuku with the hecto was a quarrel. If they knew, to what trouble would bring them this quarrel, they would never be quarreled for this day.

Gek: R-RA! R-RA! Hooray!

Hey! Bay! Turnumbays!

Author: Chuk opened the door and saw such "Turumbays". In the middle of the room stood a chair, and on the back it was hanging all the pulp of the peak, the splashing newspaper. Hop, imagining that in front of him a bear carcass, poked a peak into a yellow cardboard from under my mother's shoes.

Chuk snatched his peak from Heka, reheated her about his knee and threw it on the floor. One silent took off the heek on the windowsill and threw the box through the open hand.

Chuk : Telegram, telegram!

What do we think about the telegram?

Gek: You can not lie!

Chuk: And we will not lie! If she asks where the telegram, we will say. If not asked, why should we pop up forward?

GK : Okay. If you do not need to lie, then do it.

On this they shaped.

Leading : (Slide 16) Nikolai Nikolayevich Aseev was born on July 9, 1889 in the Lhow in the family of the insurance serving. After graduating from the Kursk Real School, in 1909 it enters the Moscow Commercial Institute. At the same time, the young poet attend lectures at the Faculty of Philology of Moscow University.

In mid-1917, Aseev, together with his wife, left for the Far East. There he worked in the Far Eastern Review newspaper. It was one of the initiators of the creation of the Literary and Art Society "Balaganchik", from which the group "Creativity" was later born. Aseev often acted with lectures about Futurism, promoted the work of Mayakovsky. In 1921, a collection of verses Aseeva "Bomb" is published in Vladivostok.

Reader :

Here again

nightingale

with mine

starting a song ...

It would be time for her for a long time

on retire!

Yes and the nightingale

disabled...

From what -

only facet of rulads -

volos

chevelit's chill

and the souls are becoming

welcome?!

Song thousands of years,

nova:

as if only that

fully folded;

from her

and moon

and grass

and trees

it is awesome.

Song thousands of years,

and alive:

with her free

and happily breathing;

in Ne.

almost human words

printed in the air

hear.

Those words

about immortal passions

about bliss

limit suffering;

as if there is no news on Earth,

except those

what the world is an older.

That's what

this old singer,

spell

star oath ...

Song subsight -

and passion, the end,

and heart

smashed in two!

Reader:

I built a house from poems! ..

In it windows of pure glass, -

there are the shadows of the clouds,

that the storm in the sky raised.

I myself row my own row,

corners by consonant attitudes,

the crown to the wool of Stroof gaked

to the most raised rafters.

And so under the roofing simple

my friends agreed to me,

who cannot be loved:

Creators of relatives, favorite books,

that the window was opened to the world;

friends whose loyalty is not on a moment

communted on a new school.

Fly in the window, clouds,

come in pine, in full growth,

split, river time, -

my home is open to Siagani Stars!

(Slides 17, 18, 19)

Leading: Vorobyov, Konstantin Dmitrievich - Soviet writer - Frontovik, representative of the Great Pleiada Lieutenant Prose. Born on September 24, 1919 in the Kursk region. The family was more familiar - Vorobyev had 5 sisters and brother. He began working in a rural store, where they paid bread, at age 14 to save the family from hungry death. He graduated from rural school, studied in the agricultural technical school in Michurinsk. He graduated from the courses of film mechanics and returned to his native village. In 1935 he worked in the district newspaper a literary employee. Posted by the anti-Stalinist poem "On the death of Kuibyshev" and, fearing the denunciations, went to the sister to Moscow. In October 1938, he was called to the Red Army. He served in the Belarusian Military District. He worked in the Army newspaper "Call". At the end of the service in December 1940, he worked as a literary employee of the newspaper of the Red Army Academy. Frunze, from where he was aimed at studying in the Moscow Red Banner Infantry School named after the Supreme Council of the RSFSR. Under the Wedge in December 1941, the contused lieutenant Vorobyov was captured and was in Klinsky, Rzhevsky, Smolensk, Kaunassky, Salaspils, Susthenian camp (1941-1943). Twice fled from captivity. In 1943-1944, the commander of the partisan group from the former prisoners of war in the partisan detachment operating in Lithuania. He was awarded the medal "Partiz of the Patriotic War" of the 1st degree. While staying in the underground in 1943, I wrote an autobiographical story "This we, Lord!" about experienced in captivity. In 1946, the manuscript was proposed by the magazine "New World", but the publication did not take place. In the personal archive of the writer the story is not fully preserved. Only in 1986, she was discovered by the graduate school of the Leningrad State Pedagogical Institute of Irina Vladimirovna Sokolova in the Central State Archive of the Literature and Art of the USSR (Tsagali), where it was commissioned at one time with the archive of the New World. For the first time the story was published in the journal "Our Contemporary" in 1986. With 1947, I lived in Vilnius. Changed a lot of professions. He was a loader, a driver, a film mechanic, a railway, headed by a manufactured goods store. In 1952-1956, he worked as a daily newspaper Soviet Lithuania. He was the head of the literature and art department. In Vilnius, his first collection of stories "Snowdrop" (1956) and subsequent collections of the ages and stories "Gray-Swan" (1958), "Gusi-Swans" (1960) and others were charged. After a serious illness (brain cancer tumor) died in 1975 . On the house in which the writer lived, a memorial plaque was installed (Vyarku Street, 1). In 1994, the premium was posthumously awarded. Sergius Radonezhsky. In 1995, the aspect director was reburied in Kursk on the officer (Nikitsky) cemetery. In 2001, Konstantin Vorobyev was awarded awardless Alexander Solzhenitsyn's premium.

Leading (Slide 20) Vasily Grigorievich Zolotarev was born and grew up in the village of the second Gostomla Medvensky district. Early lost his father. After school, he was headed by a rural club. Read a lot. Like all the boys, loved to wander around the picturesque surroundings. Vasily Grigorievich served him 2 years in the army, and then the Ural, Nizhny Tagil, work at the factory. And at the same time study at the Law Faculty of the Sverdlovsk Law Institute. After the university - 6 years of work of the judge in Nizhny Tagil. And then - Kursk - and the same favorite job.

Reader: "Station - Veteran"

And on an old Kursk station

Forty-first - to the front escaped

In the forty-fifth - met the soldiers.

Forty-first - sad tears,

In forty-fifth - a victorious delight! ...

Challenged the year of locomotives

But the station could not forget them.

Because those wounds remained

on the old bricks ..

Can be seen, just war veterans

Remember sadness in the eyes... (Slide 21)

Leading (Slide 22) Vasily Afanasyevich Snegirev was born in 1926 in the village of Ivanovka Schigrovsky district.

In December 1993, he was awarded a diploma of the first degree of regional management of culture for a selection of poems about the Great Patriotic War. (Slide 29)

Leading: Stanislav Grigorievich Malykhin was born in 1932 in the village of Stakanovo of the Cheremisinsky district. After graduation, I went to work at the Schigrovsky Mechanical Plant (now Gonomash JSC). (Slides 23)

After a four-year service on the Black Sea Fleet returned to the native factory. He worked to the turner, master, tearing. He was awarded the orders of the Labor Red Banner and Labor Glory III, the Labor Veteran medal. He was also assigned the title "Honored rationalizer" and "Veteran of the Black Sea Fleet".

(Slide 24)

Reader: "RATI"

Among the hills, plains, swamps

The river flows.

Such in Russia is not alone -

But this - Beditit's memory,

As pain of dashing godin.

The name of it is like the spirit of gray epic.

… Mongols moved to Rus,

Like a hurricane, like a tornado.

All crushed on their way

Fire, arrow and sword.

Failed villages and forests,

Embraced fire.

Moaning Russian land

Under enemy horse.

And called all the bells

Depiction to defend

And went to the death fight with the enemy

Sons of Russian Raint.

At anger, the power is great,

No need to occupy.

Fucked to death rout

In their memory - river rip. (slide 31)

Leading (Slide 25. ) Vladimir Konorev was born in 1939 in the village of Kursk region. He graduated from the Polytechnic Institute in Moscow. He worked as an electrician engineer at Aktobe CHP, in the Eastern power grids, at the Geomash factory.

Verse Vladimir Konorev was printed in local, regional and republican newspapers and magazines., In collective collections, which were in different times in the Central Black Earth Book Publishing.

Reader: "Tank" (slide 26)

And the case happened so.

We played, the workers,

And someone in the German tank

Snowman landed randomly.

The siepers was a gorlast, sternly sternly:

Partisan!

And tank straight on us

Pass along the exposed glade.

She walked the fifth then year,

Repeated about danger late

When, dialing,

Gromdina raised Grozno.

And the tank was taken, grew up, romdy and a ruck of ominous.

And I like the Nasta ladder,

I am a little man.

Face closing his hands

I went to the witness:

Ma-ma-a! ..

Today I have long been thirty

But often and now I dream -

Floundering in loose snow,

From the tank I run, boy.

I can not escape ...

Leading: (slide 27,28)
Polyansky , Egor Ivanovich (10.xi.1932 - 1999) - Poet, Member of the Union of Writers of the Russian Federation (since 1958). Born in p. Shilovo Tula region.
From 1934 he lived in Kursk. After graduation, he worked on a Kursk shoe factory, a poultry industry.
In 1956 he graduated from the literary institute. M. Gorky. Printed in "Lifting" magazines, "Change", "Young Guard", "Moscow", "October".
The author of the poetic collections "Letter Comrade" (Kursk, 1954), "Vovka will be a sailor" (Kursk, 1955), "On the way" (Kursk, 1958), "Birch Rain" (Voronezh, 1975), "Maslenitsa" (Voronezh, 1980) and others, as well as a children's fairy tale for the puppet theater "Peter and Santa Claus" (Kursk, 1961). His poem "Commissioner" - about the revolutionary - The "literary newspaper" dated October 9, 1974 was characterized as a "noticeable phenomenon" in the domestic literature.
September 25, 2008. The name of Polyansky was assigned to the Kursk City Library No. 4.
October 10, 2014 on ul. Vatutination, on the house where the poet lived a memorial plaque

Reader : Chernozem

The road spins, dust,

Polished to blue.
Native Kursk land

Sadness of the scorched desert.

No lark. Neither groundwork.

Neither busta - one stone,

As antediluvian longing,

As on the first day of the creation.

I did not recognize this area -

Road roar and thunder.

And suddenly towards the dump truck

With cool black soil.

Your cargo working in the morning

That dump truck appreciated hardly

But Rudozhe Chaof

He was given the road.

In the telnyashka - it can be seen that the sailor,

His owner smiled:

He was driving for greenhouses -

Then for Venus,

That is for Mars.

Reader: Birch rain

Forest flashed. This sun came out,

Scarlet crest over the forest of grief,

And soldered in birch a little heard

Dowry pipe of October.

And trunks of black and white crepe

I climbed the music trembling.

Not freckles sprinkled from the sky -

Yellow birch rain pours

Like light children's souls,

Hurried in the birch of spring.

Leaves are fun jumping into the puddles

And tremble on pine needles.

There are not wind from the vertices,

And the breath of the invisible pipe.

Hello, forest!

Even the stump is not impressed.

Under foliage neither herbs, nor trails.

Birch light! Mati Russia!

Many wounds on your chest.

Walked mushrooms, and thunderstorms walked,

And steel whipped rains.

But, as before, birch shine

Swan with her beauty

And walked all troubles and thunderstorms

Birch rain, golden day.

Leading : (Slides 29, 30) « I was born on the farm meadow in the Prienna district of the Kursk region on November 21, 1935. Father Nikolay Vasilyevich and the mother of Evdokia Petrovna - illiterate peasants. In the big family, the brothers and sisters defeated diplomas on the libeles, and even then only in that volume, if necessary in the stateless paper, instead of a faceless cross, fighting up to Spains, from the shaky reclining beams to make their own surname. After the end of the Kursk Medical Institute worked in a rural hospital. Then he entered the graduate school, he defended his thesis and taught for many years at the Medical Institute. A schoolboy, a student wrote poems, but in steamlery disappointed, apparently, because not a single poem brought to suitable readiness, did not experience success. Laureate of the governor's premium. E. I. Nosov. Published the following books: "Road to home" (Voronezh, 1979), "Silver Day" (Voronezh, 1980), "Old apple tree with fragl" (Moscow, Publishing House "Contemporannik", 1982), "Road to home, road Light "(Voronezh, 1985), peat (Moscow, publishing house" Young Guard ", 1985)," Black Ruba "(Voronezh, 1991)," Session of Hypnosis "(Kursk, Publishing House" Crown ", 1995), "Light in the window" (Kursk, 2005) ".

Eskov - Member of the Union of Writers of Russia since 1979, published in the magazines "Our Contemporary", "Young Guard", "Moscow", "Change", etc. In 2011, the Shukshinsky literary premium was awarded, winner of the governor's award. E.N. Nose and award "Imperial Culture". In 2013, the best prosair of Russia was called up.

The writer not only teaches good, he is good practicing. Mikhail Nikolaevich - Founder of the Annual Prize for Young Kursk Writers " The Shukshinskaya Prize received by him was given in November 2012 to the 36-year-old poet Alexey Dutov from the city of judges, in 22 years lost vision and doomed to complete immobility.

Reader: Nikolay Korneev. "Kursk Earth"

In the fires of worshi
The grass was spread like silk,
Native land where Igor
In immortality, the regiment was walking.

Earth where the fields are careful
Stalling in the raids of the Horde.
Land where, Batty burned,
The city grew on the ashes.

The fate of her special outlined,
When after eight centuries
Doug Our power of Gut arched
Like Luk-Sagydak, on enemies.

Will the earth lie to this frozen?
Divened bitter meal.
And again on the implicit deposits
Wheat, like the sun, rushed.

Land famous Kursk
Where the spring of the nightingale is printed.
Merge of the Seimas and Tussari,
The radiance of waters and fields.

Only Kursk

Cities, cities ... I'm in Russia

Wondered them a lot of face

There are more they, and beautiful,

Only Kursk for me, like a ring,

As if I woke up forever

With the River Seyme, with nightingales in the forest ...

Know the native always in man

Unlocks any beauty. (L. Bochenkov)

Teacher : And now we will spend a quiz on the work of writers and poets of the Kursk Territory.

In which city was N.N. Sasheev born?

Kursk

LRV

Schigra.

What a work does not belong to E.I.Nosovo?

Chitryuga

Dollas behind forests

Roads of Kursk Kozakov.

What kind of children's writer is the monument in the Kursk region?

A.P.Gaidar

E.I.NOSOV

N.N.Asheev

What kind of writer is the museum in the city of Lgov?

E.I.NOSovo.

A.P.Gaidar

N.N.Asseev

5. With the name of which outstanding literature figure is related to the estate sparrow?

N.N.Asheev

A.A.Fet.

K.D. Vorobyev

6. What works did A.P. Gaidar wrote?

Tale

Poem

Basni.

7. What are the surname of the countryman from your "small homeland"?

V.V.Ochkin

K.D. Vorobyev

M.Eskov

A.P.Gaidar

A.A.Fet.

- E.I.Nosov

9. What is shown on the coat of arms of Kursk?

- Three flying partridges

- wild goose

-Droit.

Teacher: At all times, talented people who feel the nature and people of the Kursk Territory lived in Kursk Earth. Writers and poets are widely known: A.P. Magidar, E.I.Nosov, A.A.Fet, N.N.Aseev. We have something to be proud!

There are local poets that are often printed in the regional newspaper. This is Alexey Gusev, Komova

And I want a lesson to complete the following words:

Oh, Kursk Territory, you are a resident of Russia,

Beautiful rivers and meadows are yours.

Who would be asked,

Everyone knows how Nightingale sing here.

Only rises driving over Niva

And golden on earth dew,

Trelli Nightingale beautifully,

And people open their eyes after sleep.

Open the eyes, and on the moment they are sacrificed,

Having heard a singing singer.

Warm Warry Fleet

Let the song rings without the edge and end!

Fill the soul of good, eternal happiness

"Colens" musician-nightingale.

And in summer, and in autumn bad weather

Live, native Kursk land!

Natalia Pankratova
"Heritage of Kursk Writers, Poets and Artists" (literary living room)

"From how childhood goes,

who will lead the child by hand in childhood,

what will be in mind and heart - from this will be driving

what a person will be today's kid "V. A. Sukhomlinsky.

Preschool age An important stage in the formation of love for the need to read books. From an early age, children love to listen to what they read adults: Fairy tales, stories, poems, riddles, non-residents, fun. Preschooler actively knows the world around him, a lot of new child will find out when reading fiction . It produces sensual impact on him, enriches vocabulary And develops speech. Clearing causes an emotional response, sympathy, experience, desire to help the heroes of the work, then discussed together with adults and children, is played by theatrical idea, and their impressions of the children read are reflected in the drawings. The leading means of pedagogical work with children - dialogue, a means of creative development of children, is the ability of the educator to demonstrate their personal pupils literary preference, art Taste and intellectual activity.

Rich talented kursk region. From ancient times to this day Kursk Earth is a source of inspiration for creativity. writers, poets, artistscomposers. His beautiful nature, rich in history and wonderful people melted in their works writers, poets, artists and the musicians of Athanasius Fet, Nikolai Aseev, Evgeny Nosov, Konstantin Vorobyov, Egor Polyansky, artist Alexander Deineka, composer George Sviridov and many others. And in twenty-first century Kursk, inspires our contemporaries for creativity.

I believe that reading works Kursk Writers and Poets It will form in children and parents a desire to learn more about creativity and will cause a sense of gossi for countrymen.

purpose: Acquaintance of children with creativity Kursk writers, poets and artists.

Tasks:

1. To form interest in life and creativity writers, poets and artists of the Kursk region.

2. Develop the unity of aesthetic and moral representations when familiar with works Kursk writers, poets and artists.

3. Develop the skills of expressive, emotional reading poems.

4. Promote Development artistic abilities of children.

5. Encourage the desire of children and parents, include works Kursk writers in a home reading circle.

Preparatory work:

Study literature. Acquaintance with creativity and biography writers, poets and artists.

Setting goals and objectives.

- Consultation with parents: "Acquaintance of children with creativity Kursk authors» .

- Conversation: "Behavior in public places - library".

- Excursion In the children's library.

- Excursion In the Dmitrievsky Museum of Local Lore Museum. F. Vangenheim.

Selection literature, illustrations, portraits writers and poets.

Registration of the exhibition fiction in the group.

Creature "Libraries" in a group.

Reading folklore, fairy tales Kursk region(Bear on lime leg)

- Reading works: E. I. Nosova, A. Gaidar, E. Polyansky, V. M. Eykov, V. V. Queen, O. A. Efimova. Memorizing poems.

Conversations with children on reading material.

Preparation of drawings and design books: "Wizard Winter".

Help parents in making feeders for winter birds.

Acquaintance with the work of A. Gaidar. Reading "The fairy tale of the boy - Kibalchish and his solid word".

- Artistic Creativity of children for read works.

- Decoration of album: "My Malaya Motherland".

Production of invitation cards for guests of the literary living room.

Exhibition of children's work on read works "My favorite character".

- Design of book: "Wizard Winter", album: "My Malaya Motherland"

- Literary living room -« Heritage of Kursk Writers, poets and artists».

Travel course:

Lead: Hello, dear guests: Parents, educators, children!

We are glad to welcome you in our literary living room. Living room from the Word« guests» and you today are our dear guests.

Children, do you know, in what area do we live in?

CHILDREN: We live in Kursk region.

Lead: What are the residents called Kursk region?

CHILDREN: Residents Kursk Areas call chicken.

Child:

Each of us has a homeland,

Where our ancestors lived

Where we were born

Our homeland is

Our Kursk region.

Lead: Kids, guess the riddle

Only the month of May will come

listen to him and dream (Nightingale)

Lead:

Yes, it is a nightingale. Our kursk Solovy, Little, sulfur bird, fascinating overflowing its trails. (Recording TELL SOLOVYA).

Lead: Children, what else are chicken?

CHILDREN: Chicken still called kursk nightingians.

Lead: Poet Vyacheslav Eykov loved listening to Solovyov in his beloved city Kursk.

Listen to his poem "City Kursk» .

"City Kursk»

You stand on two hills

Great, proudly, peacefully.

All in church domes

And in the gardens blooming wildly.

Through wonderful gardens

Two rivers flow:

"Tuskar", "Sejm", more ponds,

Nightingles there sob.

So sing that old and small

They quietly sinks

Because the whole world of smoking

"Nights calls.

Beauty is your circle

Where I would not forget ...

You are my temple, my native home,

Without you, I can not.

I love you always,

My native and cute city!

I am with you forever,

City Kursk unique!

(Vyacheslav Eykov)

Lead: Our nightingale edge gave the world of many talented people. Listen to the excerpt from the musical work.

Where did you hear it, dear parents, what is called who the author?

PARENTS: This is a software screensaver "Time", "Time forward"- Author of Sviridov.

Our countryman is a great composer of Sviridov

Lead: Yes, everyone knows this music.

Lead: Historically, each region has its own set of customs. Different rites characteristic of different provinces. We, in Kursk The provinces were popular, gyrobes, promscaries, nailers.

And now the children will perform kursk girk.

Children:

Eh, Bay, Matvey, do not regret the lapes.

Old beat - new melt.

Eh, Bay, whip, turn there, turn here!

Eh, beat, she whipped, turns back, turned here!

Eh, Bay, Topchi, navigate - silence!

VDA "RILI, VDA" RILIL, PERFORMED "!

VRU "HALL, VRA" HALL, Cut "!

We have in the village of Timona,

Ladright Guy Tikhonia

He acts so chinno,

Smile - the sun is not visible!

And this is known artist Deineka.and his paintings "Fall", "Flowering apple tree",

"Relay race".

Lead: We attribute those people who were not born in our region to countrymen, but worked and worked here, and we proudly call them countrymen. They lived in different historical epochs. One thing unites them - they unrestrained their native nature and creativity glorified their fatherland. We will tell about some of them today.

Lead: Dear parents, can you say who else scream inspiration on the expanses Kursk nightingale edge?

Parent tells:

Egor Ivanovich Polyansky was born in 1932 in the village of Shilovo Tula region, but his childhood was held in the city Kursk, so he spoke: "I consider myself indigenous chicken". Started write for children by chance. Once the guys asked to compose something for them. Egor Ivanovich posted fairy tale"Petya and Santa Claus", Poem "I and Kolka", poem "Woven sleep".

Children tell the poem of Egor Polyansky by roles "What is white milk".

"What is white milk"

Child 1.: What is white milk?

Child 2.: Maybe in the sky clouds?

Megoy bark?

Gentle chamomile?

Maybe chalk, and may snow,

Can hare winter fur?

Child 1.: No not chalk, not fur, not snow

Milk white all!

And whiter than all

White baby laugh.

Child 2.: From what?

TOGETHER: Surely from pair milk.

Lead: And now we will tell another poem of Egor Polyansky "Dellet"

Apples in dish exactly five

To them, the brother stretches.

If three brothers give,

I just two will remain.

One can not cope:

If you give two brothers,

Then again inequality.

I do not know why

My brother is angry.

I'll give it better to him -

Let him share himself!

Lead: Children, let's help you share apples with my brother. (Children's responses). thanks for good poem And very fun.

Lead: Children, and even with poems by E. Polyansky, you can play our favorite game "Boarding Sloves".

"About Alice"

I have no rat,

Not a hamster, not a bird thrown

Cat White Alice

She has fluffy ... (tail)

"About monkey"

Know everything that monkeys

Love, there are some ... (bananas)

I will go from monkeys,

I will ask myself ... (banana).

"About cat"

Red, red, red cat,

It goes backward.

Because this cat,

Loves pears and ... (compote)

Lead: And now we will tell about children's writer, artist- illustrator, composer, authors and artist's own songs by Efimova Oksana Alekseevna.

Parent tells: Oksana Alekseevna was born in Kursk. She published for children teasers for purses with illustrations,

"History earrings" - Poems for children. Books for children with drawings of the author are included in the anthology of children's literature International Publishing E. RA.

The child reads a poem

"I'm a soldier"

I bought a machine gun.

So I am now a soldier!

Guard everything in the world

Protecting everyone in a row.

I guarded our cat,

So as not to jump out the window,

Only a cat from the window

I ran away anyway!

Lead: reads an excerpt from a fairy tale "Balysh-Kibalchish".

Children listen to the passage and tell me how the work is called and who is the author?

You ask, bourgeois: "Does the Red Army of the Military Secret?".

And let him tell the secret.

Are our workers someone else's help?

And let him tell me where to help.

There is no secret move from your country to all other countries, according to which you are shrinking, so we will respond.

What you will be told, we think about us.

No, the main bourgeois, he did not open the military secrecy. Laughed in our face.

Lead: Children, you learned from what work this passage and who is the author?

CHILDREN: This is a fairy tale of Malshish-Kibalchish and his solid word. Posted by her Arkady Gaidar.

Arkady Petrovich Golikov (Arkady Gaidar) Born in the city of LRV Kursk region in 1904. Military service writer Reflects his biography. At the age of 17 he was cadet, then the regiment commander. He became the youngest commander. Poetic Dar appeared from his childhood. Last S. military service, he started write. Gaidar said: "My best reader is children, I love this reader. I understand it and compare with the same teenager what myself was. "

Children, tell me what kind of gaydar stories do you know?

CHILDREN: "Chuk and Gek", "Blue Cup", "Hike", "Balysh-Kibalchish".

Lead:

Children, guess the riddle:

Under the pines, under the christmas trees

Lies a bag with needles. (Hedgehog)

Lead: Who is this mystery. That's right, about hedgehog. Tell me, in what story and what author we met with this animal. (Story "Cherry").

Why called him so?

Evgeny Ivanovich Nosov was born in the village of Tolmachevo under Kursk in 1925. From school bench, he went to the front, was injured. In the hospital began write stories.

His books became known for the whole world. Nose wrote Excellent stories and stories, essays and articles, loved to photograph. Eugene Ivanovich's real friends were rivers, fields, hills, ravines that helped him live and gave joy.

Tell me, children, what stories E. Nosov do you know?

("Cherry", "Thirty grains", "Live flame", "White Goose")

(Children talk about their drawings on the works of E. Nosov.)

Lead: Children, Evgeny Ivanovich Nosov, was not only writer, but still loved to draw, and was beautiful artist.

Nosov spoke: "Nature cannot be touched by hands, as you can not touch the pearl drop of dew in a cup of flower, pollen on the wings of the butterfly, it is possible only to admire. Tronul - and everything was gone. "

Lead: Kids, and now we will play with you in the game Kursk region"Bees"

Bees, bees - fantale, needles,

Gray, Small Screw Wings

(Boys go in a circle. Girls are sitting in a circle)

On the field fly, fall to the flowes

Medok collect, drag in the deck.

Well - Well

(Children run around the hall. Girls - Salyat's bees of boys - Flowers. Boys freeze in place.)

Lead: Acquaintance with the work of M. V. Malets. Marina Vladimirovna was born in p. Pavlovka Konyshevsky district. M. V. Malts published three books for children: "Merry sounds for serious science", "Wonders", "Fabulous Carousel".

"Aibolit"

Our Dunya - "Aibolit".

Who has something to

Dunya nearby, Dunya - here

There are wool, there is iodine.

Lizard, spiny hedgehog,

Even the Snack Snake!

She will help everyone now.

For her, they are friends!

"Cooks".

We are cooks today

Patty pastries in the morning.

With meat, rice and tuna,

With cheese, cottage cheese, egg,

With porridge, buckwheat and potatoes

And with cabisting - a little.

We called friends:

Come in guests to us!

Lead: Children, tell me, what is the name of our city? (Dmitriev).

Our city is small, but we love him very much. Dmitriev is located on the River River River.

Lead: Known kursky Archaeologist Yuri Lipking so responded about Svape:

"The valley of this river is very picturesque,

I personally do not know the tourist route is tempting,

than on the sink from the source to the mouth "

Our town is quite small

Have a beautiful swap river.

Where would I not, with sons

Do not get away from you, do not forget.

Ah, svpa, a noncainting river,

I'm captured by me forever you,

Where birch yellow foliage

Forest October illuminates like a candle.

Lead: Our Dmitrievskaya Earth is rich in talent. In our city there is a museum in which the works of our countrymen are exhibited artists A.. M. Lyubimova, S. S. Boyma, L. P. Krohin.

A. M. Lyubimov was born in 1879 in p. Dmitrievsky county. Alexander since childhood became interested in painting. Pictures A. M. Lyubimov found its place in the state Tretyakov Gallery, museums of St. Petersburg, Tbilisi, Kursk Picture gallery. A. A. Deneki. Alexander Mikhailovich's daughter handed over to the Dmitrievsky local history museum of a non-free gift - more than 70 creative work artist. Thus by their works artist Returned into his land. (Pictures of A. M. Lyubimova).

The parent talks about Leonid Petrovich Crochene - artist.

Leonid Petrovich was born in 1928 in Bryansk. During the war, together with his family was evacuated in Dmitriev.

In 1984, the first exhibition of the works of a talented countryman in the Museum of Museum was opened. In the future, L. P. Krokhin repeatedly organized his personal exhibitions not only in Dmitriev, but also Kurskand in Moscow.

The result of universal recognition of the talent of L. P. Krohin was the assignment of the title in 1989 "Honorary Citizen of the city of Dmitriev".

(Showing paintings by L. P. Krohin)

Lead: Native nature in his works chased and chant not only artists, but also poets. And they are a lot of them on Dmitrievskaya Earth. This is Vladimir Arbuzov, Leonid Bolshakov, Olga Kondratova, Vladimir Gribinichenko, Lion Platonov, Tatiana Nesterova and MN. Dr. In their verses, there is a sea of \u200b\u200binexhaustible love for all living, original, genuine. Love for your region, a subtle understanding and merger with nature, do not leave readers indifferent.

Touch the work of our countrymen and listen to their poems.

Parents read poems.

Vladimir Gribinichenko.

Hello, maiden-spring! Behind the village of Chet Berez

With bird calling the song again younger.

Inspire you are full of a kush cherry has grown,

Every day is wonderful. Soon the color matures.

In the blue of the tent of heaven on the estate of two shutters

Speaking cavity sheltered a birdhouse.

Wakes up your familiar forest, the newly skid is ready to sing

The path cums long. Day and night harbinger.

The river is looking for the shore. Awaken now the glacier,

Flood falls. In the door of spring, we are lying to us.

Snow from the hills, the day becomes great,

Greens freezes. He feeds us all year.

Hare in the wet all

Dreaming on the field,

Seen Fox Sidel here,

Lasting to the will.

Tatyana Nesterova.

About Dmitriev.

Dmitriev. Painting. Mortals.

White acacia blooms.

Birds do not sing, but pour,

The air smells like fragrant honey.

I will go out on the hillock - as if fan

Maiden's dispersion rises

Above the chamomile white, over clover

Butterflies silent flight.

Everything is expensive here. And as otherwise

Should be? After all, how old and days

Lived grandmother with great-grandmother on the country -

Quiet, my light street.

Dmitriev. Painting. Hummer.

And dew on the grass will fall.

There is nothing in the world.

Let this year after year will pass.

Lion Platonov.

On the shores of the swap

Fleets frills with poplars,

Mouse with a relative melt.

Standing pine

And there, behind it,

I went into the snowdrift, but no power,

Birch of grandmother saddy.

Do not get out - Quaker legs!

At least near the protopol trail

Guy guys cheerful.

Standing. Look.

I feel good.

Daving Dal Frosty.

Not because it flows with cheeks

Smile frivolous.

Is it because of the river,

For the Vsemus Krasnutalova.

In the snow crouched three alders,

Like tired traders.

And in the evening over the Russian

Over the Rattle of Railway

Flowing completely not far

The moon is the watermelubule.

And dusk hustles fields,

Snow in stems melted; -

My favorite land.

My swap - Beauty!

Leonid Bolshakov.

Song about the native land.

Green nightingale May.

Silly warm Earth.

Like wonderful nice Kursk region,

When spring rings in the fields.

Here every river river sign

Forests are cleared here.

Here Kursk region, here is the father's house,

Here the heart is a cute beauty.

I love you, love, my land is native -

And I do not seeking pains other.

You give you love and strength.

All myself, all my life.

Cool hill path

In the dawn takes distance

There, in the spill of meadows, and there

The maple glitters river steel.

Here I learned love and pain,

Your world soul absorbed.

My cute edge is salt life.

My fate and happiness became.

Parent tells: Among our countrymen, chanting the beauty of their native land in their verses, there is a person who works in our museum. This is Tomilina Nadezhda Aleksandrovna. Listen to that she writes about his small homeland.

I love my city quiet and cozy.

Summer is warm and good winter.

Svapy green shore wonderful

Fourth bridge, vintage houses.

In the names of the streets reflects the story,

Heroes of exploits, events in the country.

With any of you I can argue I -

My city is the best on earth!

Feel beauty, make it eating! Let the images in which the love of native land is embodied in your hearts and in memory.

You are the roads, my edge,

Established from thunderstorms

I love yours gave steppe.

All Russia native love I am to tears,

And my land is three times Russia!

Lead: At all times on Kursk Earth lived talented people who feel the nature and people of the native edge. Widely known in our country and abroad natives of the Earth Kursk, writers and poets: Gaidar and Sparrow, Fet and Nosov, Malichin and Konorev, Zolotarev and Acorns. And today in our region they live and create writers and poets. They are all the legacy of Kurskaya lands. We have something to be proud!

And we want to complete our literary living room with the following words.

Parent tells:

ABOUT, Kursk region, you are a resident of Russia,

Beautiful rivers and meadows are yours.

Who would we ask,

Everyone knows how Nightingale sing here.

Only rises driving over Niva

And golden on earth dew,

Trelli Nightingale beautifully,

And people open their eyes after sleep.

Open the eyes, and on the moment they are sacrificed,

Having heard a singing singer.

Warm Warry Fleet

Let the song rings without the edge and end!

Fill the soul of good, eternal happiness

"Channel" Musician Nightingale.

And in summer, and in autumn bad weather

Live, relatives Kursk land!

Dear guests! Our literary living room closes. I invite you to tea drinking

"From how childhood will be held who will lead the child for the hand in the orphanage, which will be in mind and the heart - from this will be driving, which person will be today's baby" V.A.Sumlylinsky.
Purpose: International day of the first language in MPE is celebrated on February 21. Preschool age is an important stage in the formation of love for the input language, the need for reading books. From an early age, children love to listen to what adults read them: fairy tales, stories, poems, riddles, unprecedencies, fun. The preschooler actively knows the MIP surrounding His, a lot of new child will learn when reading fiction. It produces sensual impact on him, enriches vocabulary and develops speech. Read causes an emotional response, sympathy, experience, desire to help the heroes of the work, then discussed with adults and children, the theatrical idea is played, and their impressions of the children read in the drawings. Awesome a means of pedagogical work with children - a dialogue, a means of creative development of children, is The ability of the educator to demonstrate their personal literary preference, artistic taste and intellectual activity.
I believe that the reading of works of Kursk writers and poets will form in children and parents a desire to learn more about creativity and cause a sense of government for countrymen.
The literary living room contributed to the immediate acquaintance of children with a member of the Union of Journalists of Russia Anna Mikhailovna Alferova.
Purpose:acquaintance of children with the work of Kursk Writers and Poets.
Tasks:
1. Form interest in the life and creativity of writers and poets of the Kursk Territory.
2. Develop the unity of aesthetic and moral representations when familiar with the works.
3. Ride the skills of expressive, emotional reading poems.
4. To provide the development of the artistic abilities of children.
5. Positive the desire for children and parents to include works by Kursk Writers in a home reading circle.
Preparatory work:
- Study of literature. Acquaintance with the work and biography of writers and poets.
- Statement of goals and objectives.
- Consultation with parents: "Acquaintance of children with the work of Kursk authors."
- Conversation: "Behavior in public places - library."
- Excursion to the Children's Library.
- selection of literature, illustrations, portraits of writers and poets.
- Registration of the artistic literature in the group.
- Creating a "library" in the group.
- reading folklore, tales of the Kursk region (Bear on the linden leg)
- Reading works: A. Feta, N. Nosova, A. Gaidar, E. Polyansky, E. Medvedeva, A.M. Alferova. Memorizing poems.
- Conversations with children under the material read.
- preparing attributes for plot role-playing games; "Family", "Kindergarten", "School", "Library".
- Preparation of drawings and design of the book: "Wizard Winter".
- Help parents in the manufacture of feeders for winter birds.
- Acquaintance with the work of A.Gaidar. Reading "Tale of a boy - Kibalchish and his solid word", "campaign."
- Acquaintance with the work of A.M. Alferova.
- artistic creativity of children under the read works.
- Registration of the album: "My Malaya Motherland."
- Production of invitation cards for guests of the literary living room.
- Exhibition of children's work on the read works "My favorite hero".
- Design of the book: "Wizard Wizard", album: "My Malaya Motherland"
- poem "My settlement" - T.V. Morozova.
- Music S.A. Belchikova, on the words of G. Pushechnikova - Song "Zolotoginsky Waltz".
- Literary living room - "Kursk Writers and Poets - Children."

Travel course:

Leading: Hello, dear guests: parents, educators, children!
We are glad to welcome you in our literary living room. Living room from the word "guests" and you today are our dear guests.
-Well, do you know if we live in what area?
CHILDREN: We live in the Kursk region.
Leading: What are the residents of the Kursk region?
CHILDREN: Residents of the Kursk region are called Kuryan.
Leading: Children, guess the riddle
"Birds of gray small
A voice is heard over the river.
Only the month of May will come
Listen and dream of him. " (Nightingale)

(Performed by Mer Evdokimova, Inna Kaluga sounds the song "Solovushka").
Leading:
Yes, it is a nightingale. Our Kursk nightingale, small, sulfur bird, fascinating overwhelming their trails. (Recording TELL SOLOVYA).
Leading: Children, what else are chicken?
CHILDREN: Kuryans are also called Kursk nightingians.
Leading: Poet Vyacheslav Eykov very much loved to listen to Solovyov in his beloved city of Kursk. Listen to his poem "Kursk".
"City Kursk"
You stand on two hills
Great, proudly, peacefully.
All in church domes
And in the gardens blooming wildly.

Through wonderful gardens
Two robusts proceed:
"Tuskar", "Seyme", more ponds,
Nightingles there sob.

So sing that old and small
They quietly sinks
Because the whole world of smoking
"Nights calls.

Beauty is your circle
Where I would not forget ...
You are my temple, my native home,
Without you, I can not.

I love you always,
My native and cute city!
I am with you forever,
The city of Kursk is unique!
(Vyacheslav Eykov)
Leading: Our nightingale edge gave the world of many talented people. Listen to the excerpt from the musical work.
-Where did you hear it, dear parents, what is called who the author?
PARENTS: This is the screensaver of the program "Time", "Time Forward" -Vutor. Sviridov.

Our countryman is a great composer of Sviridov
Leading: Yes, everyone knows this music.

And this is the famous artist Deineka, who glorified the Kursk region with his paintings: "Bathing Horse", "Future pilots", "Run" and others.

Leading: Dear parents, can you say anyone else's inspiration on the expanses of the Kursk nightingale edge?
The parent of Evdokimova Marina Viktorovna says:

Egor Ivanovich Polyansky Born in 1932 in the village of Shilovo Tula region, but his childhood was held in the city of Kursk, so he said: "I consider myself a native chicken." Began to write for children by chance. Once the guys asked to compose something for them. Egor Ivanovich wrote a fairy tale "Peter and Santa Claus", the poem "I and Kalka", the books of poems. (Demonstration on the screen)
Children Lisa Konoreeva and Artem Izotov tell the poem of Hydra Polyansky in the roles of "that whiter milk".
"What is white milk"
Artem Isaov: What is white milk?
Lisa Konoreeva: Maybe in the sky clouds?

Megoy bark?
Gentle chamomile?
Maybe chalk, and may snow,
Can hare winter fur?
Artem Isaov: No No chalk, not fur, not snow
Milk white all!
And whiter than all
White baby laugh.
Lisa Konianeva: Why?
Together: Surely from pair milk.
Leading: Denis Ivanov will tell another poem of Egor Polyansky "Dellet"
Apples in dish exactly five
To them, the brother stretches.
If three brothers give,
I just two will remain.
We began to first consider -
One can not cope:
If you give two brothers,
Then again inequality.
I do not know why
My brother is angry.
I'll give it better to him -
Let him share himself!
Leading: Children, let's help Denis to share apples with brother. (Children's responses). Thank you, Denis, good poem and very cheerful.
And now Nikulina Natalia Gennadievna will tell us about the Satyric Poet.

The parent talks about Leonid Medvedev and makes riddles to children.
Leonid Medvedev - Satir poet. As often happens in humorists and satirists, he is also a children's poet. He has poems of children and children. His books are interesting. They are about animals, times of the year, poems about fairy tales, riddles. Guess his riddles.
1. Who are at one time
Went in the distant city of Bremen?
Loud music played
And the robbers scared?
(The Bremen Town Musicians)
2. He taught poems,
He adored one jam.
Could fly no above the roofs
And his baby loved. (Carlson)
Leading: Children, and even with poems by E. Polyansky, you can play our favorite game "Boosiest Lord".
"About Alice"
I have no rat,
Not a hamster, not a bird thrown
Cat White Alice.
She has fluffy ... (tail)
"About monkey"
Know everything that monkeys
Love, there are some ... (bananas)
I will go from monkeys,
I will ask myself ... (banana).
"About cat"
Red, red, red cat,
It goes backward.
Because this cat,
Loves pears and ... (compote)
Parent Katsuro Oksana Nikolaevna reads an excerpt from the fairy tale "Cherish -Kibalcis."
-Well, listen to the passage and tell me, what is the name of the work and who is the author?
You ask, bourgeois: "Does the Red Army of the Military Secret?".
And let him tell the secret.
Are our workers someone else's help?
And let him tell me where to help.
There is no secret move from your country to all other countries, according to which you are shrinking, so we will respond.
What you will be told, we think about us.
No, the main bourgeois, he did not open the military secrecy. Laughed in our face.
Leading: Children, you learned from what work this passage and who is the author?
CHILDREN:This is a fairy tale of Malshish-Kibalchish and his solid word. Posted by her Arkady Gaidar. (Excerpt from the cartoon "Balysh-Kibalchish").

Arkady Petrovich Golikov (Arkady Gaidar) Born in the city of Liar Kursk region in 1904. The Writer's military service reflects his biography. At 17, he was a cadet, then the regiment commander. He became the youngest commander. The poetic gift appeared from his childhood. Having left the military service, he began to write. Gaidar said: "My best reader is the children, I love this reader. I understand it and compare with the same teenager what myself was. "
-Welli, tell me what kind of gaydar stories do you know?
CHILDREN: "Chuk and Gek", "RVS", "Blue Cup", "Hike", "Soviet Square", "Balysh Kibalchish".
Leading: Let's listen to the story of Cyril Katsuro.
Kirill Katsuro:I really liked the fairy tale A. Gaidar "Balysh-Kibalchish", because he is a hero and he has a firm word. My mother and I painted the drawing. This is a monument to a boy-kibalchish.
Wax ships - "Hello a boy!"
Airplanes fly - "Hello a boy!"
Run steam locomotives - "Hello a boy!"
And pioneers will be held - "Salute Boysho!"
Parent Ryapolova Tatiana Ivanovna:
Children, guess the riddle:
Under the pines, under the christmas trees
Lies bag with needles. (Yozh)
Leading:About whom this mystery. That's right, about hedgehog. Tell me, in what story and what author we met with this animal. (Story "Chitryga").
Why called him so? (Children's responses). Who is the author of this story? (Author E.I. nose).

Evgeny Ivanovich Nosov was born in the village of Tolmachevo near Kursk in 1925. From school bench, he went to the front, was injured. In the hospital began writing stories. Evgeny Ivanovich was a magnificent photographer and an excellent engineer.
- Speaker, children, what stories E. Nosov do you know?
("Thirty grains", "Live Flame", "White Goose", "Chitryga".
(Children talk about their drawings on the works of E. Nosov.)
Parent Sasina Tatiana Vladimirovna talks about E. Nosov - artist.
Children, Eugene Ivanovich Nosov, was not only a writer, but still loved to draw, and was an excellent artist. His paintings are full of finest lyrics, warmed by the warmth of his heart, landscapes about Kursk expanses.
Nosov said: "It is impossible to touch the nose with his hands, as you can not touch the pearl drop of dew in a cup of flower, pollen on the wings of a butterfly, it can only be admired. Tronul - and everything was gone. " He loved the artist soft, gentle tones, irrelevant transitions, from which the soul soften and hope will be warm.
Leading: Comments on the demonstration of paintings on the screen E. Nosov "Native Izba", "On the steep shore", "Church in Tsaritsyno".

Offered for children Game of the Kursk region "Bee"
Bees, bees - fantale, needles,
Gray, Small Screw Wings
(Boys go in a circle. Girls are sitting in a circle)
On the field fly, fall to the flowes
Medok collect, drag in the deck.
Well - F - F (children run around the hall. Girls - the "Salat" bees of boys - flowers. Those fool in place.)
"I came to you with greetings"
I came to you with greetings,
Share that the sun rose.
That it is hot light,
On sheets fluttered.
Tell me that the forest woke up
All woke up, each branch.
Each bird was fixed
And the spring is full of thirst!
Leading:Children, did you recognize this poem? And who is his author? (A.A. Fet).

The parent of Sasina Tatiana Andreevna tells about A. Feta.
Athanasius Afanasyevich Fet.born in 1920. His father is a rich landowner Shenshin, Mother - German Carolina Fet. It so happened that he had to wear the mother's name and recorded her Fet. Athanasius Afanasyevich graduated from the university and began to write lyrical poems. Feta's manor is located in the village of Vorobyevka Zolotukhinsky district, there is now a house-museum A.A. Feta.

(Children read poem A. Feta.)
Zhenya Nikulin:
"The cat sings her eyes"
The cat sings the eyes of the nate
Boy sleeping on the carpet.
The storm is raging in the yard
The wind is risening in the yard.
Fully here to lie
Hide toys yes get up.
Come to me to say goodbye
Yes, and sleep yourself.
The boy got up, and the cat's eyes
Conducted and sings everything.
In the windows snow pounds
The storm is silent at the gate.
Katya Halsieva:
"I'm the Verba all fluffy"
Already the willow is all fluffy
Discussed around
Spring again fragrant
Owned the wing.
Stanny clouds are worn
Heat islar
And in the soul again ask
Pleny dreams.
Ilya SASIN: "Swallows flew"
Leading: Children, tell me, what is the name of our settlement? (Zolotukhino).
Our village is small, but we love him very much. And now the poem about our small homeland will read Inna Kaluga.
My landing area
I love this land a nightingale
I was born here and live.
And birch in her sundress,
I am a beautiful Russian call.
Nightingle in May Song will witness
Above the river wildlife.
Zolotukhino is called everything
Our settlement is very small.
I love His Streets, Squares
And fields endless distance
Shirling forests and streams overflows
And people hardened as steel. (T.V. Morozova)
Leading: Our Zolotryan land is also rich in talents. The poet lives in our village, a member of the Union of Journalists of Russia A.M. Alferova.
Anna Mikhailovna Alferovaborn in the village of Dlotovo Kursk region in 1949. After school, he entered the institute. After graduation, together with her husband, we went to the village of Kalachi to work by teachers. Now Anna Mikhailovna works in Zolukhinsky average secondary school. The path to the hearts of students is paving, entitled them to literature and poetry. Anna Mikhailovna man with poetic appearance, and poet in the soul. She is visiting us today. Let's greet it and ask you to tell about yourself and read the poem.