Flower ball scenario for children's libraries. Scenario Ball of Flowers material (middle, senior, preparatory group)

Svetlana Vozilova

Hello!

I am very glad to everyone who looked to visit me.

I bring to your attention the scenario of the holiday, which organizes the leisure of children and develops them.

Target: organization of interesting and educational leisure.

Tasks:

Cultivate respect for plants

To replenish the children's active vocabulary,

Learn to pronounce poems clearly, with intonation, expressively.

Develop children's creative and musical abilities

Throughout the group, in the corridor, announcements are posted with the following content:

[b]Attention! Attention!

A ball will be held in the Kingdom of Flowers

Everyone is welcome - everyone - everyone!

We will be glad to see you at our place.

His Majesty King Peony and

Her Majesty Queen Rose

Host in Gardener costume:

I was born a gardener

And fell in love with flowers

I'll pour them out of the watering can,

I will sing a song for them.

(Sings to the motive of Duremar's song and dances around the hall dancing with a watering can)

The bird-catcher sings about the birds,

The fisherman sings about the fish,

And I sing about flowers -

I love them very much, I love them.

(He sees the Decree of the King and Queen in front of him)

Wow, today there is a ball in the kingdom. All are welcome. I'll hurry up and get there. I love flowers.

(Runs away)

Fanfare sounds.

His Majesty King Peony enters the hall along with Her Majesty Queen Rose.

Rosa (languidly):

Good afternoon friends.

I, Queen Rose, am glad to see a real flower garden visiting us. It is so beautiful!

We invite everyone to the ball

In an elegant music hall,

Where there will be music and laughter

Smiles, contests, success.

The fragrance of flowers

Ball! How splendid it is!

Pion ( unfolds the "Decree", rolled up in a tube and appropriately designed)

I, King Peony, command!

Today at our ball to all those present

Sing, laugh, have fun,

Dance, play, frolic!

Don't be bored for a minute!

Only joy to receive!

Gardener:

Will the prince and princess come?

Will they have fun here?

Sound the fanfare again!

Prince and princess - come in!

The fanfare sounds again. Enter Prince Narcissus and Princess Lily.

Prince Narcissus:

Hello my friends

I am very glad to see you.

Princess Lily:

Hello my girlfriends,

Cheerful, jolly

Are all your friends in the collection?

Prince and Princess in chorus:

It's time for us to start the ball!

Opening the ball of flowers

Is everyone ready to dance?

Music, sound, sound

Invite us to dance!

An excerpt sounds, music by Tchaikovsky "Waltz of the Flowers"

The dance must be structured in such a way that the king and queen enter into it first, then the prince and princess, and then all the other flowers.

At the end of the dance, the king and queen sit on the throne. Prin and the princess are on chairs beside them on either side.

Gardener:

How beautiful is this ball!

I just fell into a fairy tale!

I love flowers very much.

I recognize them right away.

Do you guys know flowers well?

The children answer.

Friend, my dear Gardener,

Keep our peace.

You water, you fertilize.

You know a lot about us.

You make riddles

Check guys and find out

Do they know flowers like that

As only you know.

Gardener:

Your Majesty, I will only be happy to serve you. And riddles are always ready for me.

Here they are, listen guys, and guess.

I am capricious and tender

Needed for any holiday.

I can be white, yellow, red,

But I'm always beautiful! (The Rose)

A lush bush in the garden blossomed,

Attracting wasps and bees.

All in large terry flowers -

White, pink, burgundy! (Pion)

beautiful flowers

Blossomed in the garden

splashed with colors,

And autumn is on the way. (Asters)

This blue flower

Reminds us of you

About the sky - pure, pure,

And the radiant sun (Forget-me-not)

There is a spring flower

Signs not to be mistaken:

Leaves like garlic

And the crown is like that of a prince (Narcissus)

Vasya brought us flowers

Unprecedented beauty.

Petals like plastic

At Vasily's flowers.

Give me a vase

He will deliver. lilies

The blue bell hangs

He never calls. (Bell)

Rhythmic music plays. Prickly-Thorn runs into the hall.

Zlyuchka-Prickly:

I am the Angry-Thorn

I'm that little thing!

I will destroy all the flowers

I don't like them very much!

Addressing the king and queen

You invited everyone to the ball

And they didn't call me

I will disturb you now

Ball will have to close.

The king and queen groan, gasp, the queen cries.

Rose (weeping):

What to do?

How can we be?

Gardener ( addressing the king and queen):

Gardener, help us!

You stop the bitch.

Gardener:

(addressing the king and queen)

Of course I will try!

(look at the guys)

And I'm talking to you guys:

Do you agree to help

Should I resolve the conflict with Zlyuchka?

(Children answer)

Gardener:

Thorn-thorn, you're not a slut at all

Don't get angry and don't get angry.

You better smile.

Zlyuchka-Prickly:

Maybe I will smile if you fulfill my three wishes.

Gardener:

What are your desires?

Zlyuchka-Prickly:

I want them to sing to me, dance and recite poems!

The gardener, addressing the children:

Yes, we are happy, right, guys?

(Children answer)

Gardener:

Here comes the melody

The song flies to visit us

The guys sing the song "Scarlet Flower".

I already feel better...

Gardener:

That's wonderful!

Now the guys will also tell poems.

Leaves fired like arrows.

It blooms with a white flower,

Yellow flower in the middle

Tilts head to the side

Looks modestly, modestly down.

And call the handsome man. NARCISSUS

T. Lavrova

lily beauty

Everyone in the area loves it.

Here - blush, like a dawn,

In this one - solar slices,

This gentle bride

So white, pure, lovely!

The petals open.

The bees are fed with nectar.

Dandelion

Dandelion golden

He was handsome, young

Wasn't afraid of anyone

Even the wind itself!

Dandelion golden

Got old and gray

And as soon as he turned gray,

Fly away with the wind.

hey daisies,

Give me an answer:

Where are you from,

If it `s not a secret?

Not a secret, -

daisies answered, -

We were carried by the sun

In a pocket!

Bell

What is the bell about

Ringing in the meadow?

Reply to this

I can't you.

But I think like this:

It will ring in the morning

And hear the flowers -

It's time to wake up.

It seems that the sky has fallen on the field -

Everything turned blue underfoot!

This unusual flower has blossomed,

With the name Russian, simple - Vasilek.

And his petals are blue,

Slightly carved along the very edge.

Zlyuchka-Prickly (to the motive of the song "Million-Million Scarlet Roses")

Trawl-la, trawl-la, trawl-la, trawl-la-la

I feel even better...

Gardener (to the children)

Well, friends, do not let us down

Let's dance quickly.

It sounds like a fun song, the children are dancing.

Videos, clips, videos watch online "Merry Polechka"

Zlyuchka-Prickly (to the motive of the song "Million-Million Scarlet Roses")

Trawl-la, trawl-la, trawl-la, trawl-la-la

I like it here now, friends...

You won't interfere with us?

Shouldn't the ball be closed?

Prickly-Thorn (addressing the king and queen)

Will you let me stay?

I will laugh with you

I will play with you.

I will not offend you!

Peony and Rose (in chorus)

Stay! Stay!

Join us soon!

Gardener:

Can you run a competition?

Will you play and sing for us?

Zlyuchka-Prickly:

I'll run a contest first

Then I will play and sing.

Zlyuchka-Prickly holds a contest "Collect a Bouquet".

The prince's team and the princess's team compete. Each team must collect a bouquet (lay it out on the floor or table) from pre-prepared blanks of flowers, leaves and stems.

Gardener:

Ah, what a beauty! Well done boys!

We continue our friendly ball

Everyone is invited to the dance

Music sounds. Children's Dance Music Lyali Pop

Children dance in pairs. The gardener dances with Thorn.

Rose (to Thorn)

Dear Thorn, you promised us to sing and play. Would you please us now with your talent?

Zlyuchka-Prickly:

Of course, I will sing and play. Just let the guys help me.

Gardener:

Can you guys help?

The kids are in charge

Zlyuchka-Prickly and some guys take musical instruments (triangle, metallophone, etc.) and sing and play along with the music.

The song "Curls" (Why flowers do not grow on the head ...)

Oh, how nice we are!

I'm calling you to dance now!

Letka - Enka (Jump - Skok) Children's Dance Music

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The queen invites the king to dance. They begin to dance, and the others dance after them.

Gardener:

Now let's play the game "Wreath".

The gardener stands in the center of the round dance, the children walk in a circle, pretending to weave a wreath with the words:

We lead a round dance, we lead

We weave a wreath, weave

We braid the field

Ai-lyuli, ai-lyuli,

We braid the field.

Zlyuchka-Prickly:

And now let's dance around me! Please!

The game is repeated.

Spike-thorn:

What good fellows you guys are, what a good round dance you have. I really liked him.

And now I suggest you draw flowers for our king and queen.

The competition is called "Who is more?"

The prince and princess teams play again. While the music is playing, the children, one from each team, run up to their paper sheet and draw one flower on it. Then they pass the baton to another participant.

Zlyuchka-Prickly:

That's how many flowers the princess's team painted (shows). We will give them to His Majesty - King Peony.

But these flowers (shows) were painted by the prince's team. We give to our beautiful Queen Rose.

Gardener:

Flowers are the beauty of nature! Flowers are amazing! And I'm glad there are more of them.

Zlyuchka-Prickly (pleased, spinning and singing)

How beautiful this ball is, look

How beautiful is this ball!

Unfortunately, the time of our ball is coming to an end!

And I want to tell you:

You must bend over the flower

Not to tear or cut

And to see their kind faces

And show them a kind face (R. Gamzatov)

I will read you a decree, but only once.

Listen carefully!

Fulfillment is a must!

Decree dated ___ date, ___ year.

There are various flowers

Field and greenhouse

All flowers are different

And they are all wonderful

I, King Peony, command:

Just do not tear the flowers, do not break and do not trample!

Take care of the flowers!

Goodbye my young friends. I'm glad I got to know you. I hope that you will always be as kind and cheerful.

And I am very glad to our acquaintance. I think that you will always protect and protect my brothers.

Prince Narcissus and Princess Lily (in chorus)

Dad mom!

Can we still stay with the guys at a party?

They are so cute and wonderful.

Okay, stay.

Do not forget to treat your friends with sweets that we have prepared for them.

Gardener:

Come on guys, let's say together:

Children in chorus

Let's take care of the flowers!

Goodbye, see you again!

The King and Queen exit.

Spike-thorn:

Well then I'll go

I will tell my girlfriends

Where have you been, what have you seen

Who did you dance with today?

Sends kisses to the guys and runs away

Gardener:

The hour of parting has come

Alas, the bright ball is over!

But soon you will continue

And I came here for a reason.

I really enjoyed visiting you and, if you do not mind, I will come to you again.

Do you mind?

The children answer.

That's wonderful! And now I will ask Prince Narcissus and Princess Lily to help me distribute sweets, and we will all eat sweets together.

Music sounds. The prince and princess hand out sweets with a flower name, such as "Chamomile", "Red Poppy" or "Vasya-cornflower", to children.

Ball of Flowers

1. Music waltz from the film My gentle and gentle beast

The auditorium is dark. Music sounds, small children run out of the hall - moths with lights in their hands.

2.Music Edvard Grieg Morning

Nastya:
Fragrant with the freshness of spring,
The hall blooms with a rainbow,
We open the gates to the wonderful garden,
We invite you to a farewell party.

The children stand in their places, ILYA appears, looks around the garden, while saying:

Embraced by sweet languor,
Slumbering silver pond
Sighs of flowers - fragrances
They carry to the clear sky.
Where along the dark alleys,
A pale mist drifts
As if fairies are spinning
Wonderful, transcendental countries ...

Against the background of these words, the Fairy of Flowers comes out, continues:

Sounds like an echo
In the whisper of timid sheets
Their playful laughter
Their hurried steps...
Like a spring night
The moon brought to earth
World of radiant visions,
The world of fantastic dreams.

Ilya:

Hello madam! Isn't it a wonderful evening tonight?

Fairy:

Yes, my friend, today is a magical evening!

Divine secrets of the universe,

Knowledge of the truth, the results of creation,

Beauties visible and sounds that are heard!

Tonight is your graduates!

Ilya:

Everyone is in high spirits

Everything froze in solemn excitement.

Gathered all the graduates into a luxurious bouquet!

Our BALL OF FLOWERS! Great ball!

Together:

Let there be Bal!

3. Waltz music from the movie My gentle and gentle beast

Musical number "Waltz of the Flowers"

At the end of the waltz, the children remain on the stage, forming a corridor.

4. Fanfare

Fanfares sound, the presenters come out. Children run away.

Nastya:

To your thunderous applause, we present our heroes:

5. Music Georgy Sviridov Snowstorm

(Music plays until all graduates enter.)

graduates of the secondary school in the village of Yermolovka:

Korotkikh Elena Sergeevna and

Martynenko Vadim Gennadievich

Class teacher Zemina Tatyana Sergeevna.

Sveta:

9th grade graduates:

Andreev Artyom Alexandrovich

Budanova Natalya Alexandrovna

Gushchina Anastasia Mikhailovna

Dobrynina Anastasia Alexandrovna

Dubinina Tatyana Sergeevna

Efimov Vyacheslav Yurievich

Zhiltsova Alexandra Alexandrovna

Zhiltsova Marina Petrovna

Kalashnikova Antonina Viktorovna

Polyanskaya Olga Nikolaevna

Tikhonova Polina Igorevna

Shishkovskaya Tatyana Alexandrovna

Yarkina Elena Vladimirovna

Class teacher Snub Vera Evlampievna
End of music.

Nastya:

You were once a fragile, tender kidney,
A grain, a green stalk,
Slender and modest sprout
They took me to a hospitable house.

Sveta:

Weekends and rest did not know
You have been taught for many years
By all means they developed talents,
Watered, added light.

Nastya:

And the leaves, gaining strength,
Year after year rushed up,
Comprehending the secrets of the world of adults,
They have grown to tender buds.

Sveta:

Well, the years have flown by,
And the teaching period, alas, has expired,
Today we are in the silence of dawn
Let's sum up school life.

Fairy:

Today we will make a whole catalog of flower crops !! So that everyone knows what a variety of shapes and colors, talents and skills are grown under the roof of our greenhouse. Therefore, not a single flower will be ignored!

Nastya:

In that case, maybe we will introduce the main breeders of our greenhouse?

Fairy:

Certainly! Moreover, these are people who know every flower by sight and by name. They are well aware of all the secrets and secrets of plants.

6 School waltz against the background of music

Sveta:

We present to you the director and chief breeder of our greenhouse.

Fairy:

It was he who for many years carried out important and difficult work to improve culture. It was impossible to make a mistake here, because each flower is special, therefore it is so important to create an atmosphere for it that will allow all its talents to be revealed.

Nastya:

We welcome you with applause! Skorobogatov Valery Alekseevich!

Applause

Fairy:

The main specialists are the compilers of the catalogue. These are very respected people! The most important thing is in their gentle hands: they distribute our flowers through the pages of a magnificent catalog.

Sveta:

Greetings: Deputy Director for Educational Work Solodina Irina Nikolaevna.

Applause

Deputy director for educational work

Makshantseva Lyubov Vladimirovna

Applause

Nastya:

Today, other specialists, agronomists, florists, and designers have gathered in our hall, who have put a lot of work into making our bouquet sparkle, smell sweet, and sparkle with colors in all its splendor today.

These are our subject teachers:

Petrova Anna Ivanovna

Shalamay Tatyana Ivanovna

Zhiltsova Nadezhda Ivanovna

Sorokina Valentina Vasilievna

Sharkova Inna Leonidovna

Maley Natalya Ivanovna

Snub-nosed Vera Evlampievna

Zemina Tatyana Sergeevna

Bokov Nikolai Nikolaevich

Kovaleva Elena Vladimirovna

Kutyakova Tatyana Vladimirovna

Shabanova Tatyana Dmitrievna

Zabneva Ekaterina Sergeevna

Shaikin Alexander Nikolaevich

Popova Oksana Yurievna

Misheneva Oksana Vladimirovna

Sveta:

And, of course, insanely worried moms and dads, grandparents, friends and relatives of our graduates!

The music is over.

Nastya:

We're kicking off our 2014 graduate awards ceremony!

Sveta:

And today we will find out which of our graduation flowers became the winner in the nominations: “Wonderful Garden”, “Mountain Edelweiss”, “Graceful Inflorescence”, “Alpine Hill”, “Charming Camellias”.

Nastya:

Well, the years have flown by,

And the teaching period, alas, has expired,

Today we are at a wonderful ball

Let's look through our catalogue.

Sveta:

The right to be the first to open our catalog is granted to the director of the Yermolov school, Valery Alekseevich Skorobogatov.

Nastya:

The first page of our catalog is the nomination "Wonderful Garden".

Sveta:

A graduate of the 11th grade, Elena Sergeevna Korotkikh, is invited to the stage!

Music 7 lena short

Lena - Beautiful Magnolia!

And here is her story:

When magnolia blooms

The soul rejoices and sings.

We rejoice next to you.

You are a ray of light and love!

Special charm and aroma.

Education, manners, tact!

You are a miracle, just a feast for the eyes!

Nature's wonderful creation!

Presentation of the certificate

Nastya:

We invite 11th grade graduate Martynenko Vadim Gennadievich to the stage!

Music 8 Vadim

Handsome Vadim Gorgeous Jasmine!

You are sociable, mobile,

Intellect is not offended,

There are no situations in life

Where could you get lost.

The stream of fantasies is in full swing,

Do you want to be the first in everything

And bring ideas to life

To make life more interesting!

Presentation of the certificate

Sveta:

Waltz ... Is there a dance more amazing? A dance whose charm conquers the whole world. He reigns today. Alumni Waltz.

9 Alumni Waltz

Fairy:

Let's move on to the next page. Nomination "Mountain edelweiss"!

Sveta:

The decoration of our ball is rare flowers - edelweiss. These are hardworking students who have reached heights in their studies and have repeatedly defended the honor of the school in district and regional competitions and olympiads.

Nastya:

The right to open the page of the "Mountain Edelweiss" catalog is granted to the head of the Pochep village administration Bokova Valentina Ivanovna.

Sveta:

You have been seeking knowledge for many years

And they did their best!

Thick volumes were studied in libraries

In the olympiads were always the first!

We wish you much success!

Everything will work out for you, we know for sure!

Nastya:

Budanova Natalya Alexandrovna is invited to the stage!

Music 10 Natasha Budanova

Natasha - Orchid incomparable!

Smart, talented, very capable!

Exquisite, beautiful, charming.

Always true to your ideas

After all, it’s not for nothing that you are an Orchid ..

Finish high school

Managed to put in the effort.

Presentation of the certificate

Sveta:

Zhiltsova Marina Petrovna is invited to the stage

11 Music by Marina Zhiltsova.

Marina Lily is graceful!

In everything and always very serious!

Inquisitive, active

Looks at life very positively.

Smarter in years, diligent in everything,

Success will be achieved by honest work.

Marina is not afraid of any obstacles,

She deserves the highest award.

Paths are open before her,

We wish her to follow them with dignity!

Presentation of the certificate

Fairy:

And we turn to the next page. Beautiful camellias are collected here.

Graceful, beautiful, mysterious, feminine…

Nastya:

In a word, cherchet la famme, gentlemen...

Sveta:

The right to open the page of the catalog "Lovely camellias" is granted to Bokova Valentina Ivanovna

Nastya:

Gushchina Anastasia Mikhailovna is invited to the stage!

12 Music Nastya Gushchina

A charmer hurries into the bouquet,

Dear Nastya is a modest chamomile!

Smart, funny, purposeful,

In business diligent, stubborn;

elegant, artistic,

Incredible, romantic!

We wish, no doubt,

Lots of admiration!

And big and wonderful love,

And, of course, both!

Presentation of the certificate

Sveta:

Shishkovskaya Tatyana Alexandrovna is invited to the stage!

Music 13 Tanya Shishkovskaya

Tanya - Freesia is beautiful

Just unique

Smart and intelligent

Inventive and energetic

She is accustomed to sitting behind a book;

Tanya has no time to be bored

Science must be learned!

Humble and diligent...

And, in general, let's say decisively -

The girl is extremely positive!

Presentation of the certificate.

Nastya:

We bring to your attention the dance number Beauty Queen.

Performed by graduates of the 9th grade Zhiltsova Marina and Budanova Natalia

14 dance number

Fairy:

On the page with the name "Alpine Hill" there are strong, bold flowers! They are not afraid of any obstacles, confidently striving for victory!

These are our athletes!

Sveta:

The right to open this page is granted to the teacher of physical culture and part-time class teacher of the 9th grade Snub-nosykh Vera Evlampievna.

Nastya:

Everything forward and forward, every day, as if in battle.

Leni in defiance took care of themselves.

Sveta:

Achievements countless, strength, grace here!

Ahead of the Olympic records are waiting for you!

Nastya:

Andreev Artem Alexandrovich is invited to the stage!

Music 15 Artem

Our Artem - beautiful Peony.

We want to say about him:

He is always irresistible.

Beautiful and well built..

The character is strong and energetic.

Serious, solid person

And already quite independent,

Health keeps normal

Always in good physical shape.

We sincerely wish you

Happiness without end and edge!

Presentation of the certificate.

Sveta:

Dobrynina Anastasia Alexandrovna is invited to the stage!

Music 16 Nastya

Nastya - radiant mimosa

You are our dear!

You are not better, you are not more beautiful!

Soul flies to heaven

When you look into your eyes.

You are the tenderness and caress of the light!

There is no one better than our Nastya!

We wish you luck in all matters!

And all wishes come true!

Presentation of the certificate

Nastya:

Dubinina Tatyana Sergeevna is invited to the stage!

Music 17 Tanya Dubinina

Tanya - delicate daisy,

With a sweet and unforgettable smile.

You are the charm

Very cute creature!

We sincerely wish you

Much happiness and kindness

Be happy always!

Presentation of the certificate

Sveta:

Dear friends, we are in a hurry to tell you about the next page

Nastya:

Right to open catalog page" Graceful inflorescence"provided by Solodina Irina Nikolaevna.

Fairy:

Special grace and charm

Charming children give us.

Young, tender, graceful

Well, just ladies and gentlemen real!

Sveta:

Tikhonova Polina Igorevna is invited to the stage.

Music 18 Polina

Pauline - Variegated Carnation -

Amazing flower.

You are an expert in all things!

musical, romantic,

It always looks great!

Activist and sportswoman

And a record holder in studies,

Good girl! Keep it up like this!

We wish you great luck!

Presentation of the certificate

Nastya:

Kalashnikova Antonina Viktorovna is invited to the stage.

Music 19 Tonya Kalashnikova

Tonya - graceful chrysanthemum!

Protective, confident.

Nature is strong, a great optimist,

In life - a leader, a great artist!

Talented, beautiful, charming.

You will definitely achieve everything in life!

Presentation of the certificate.

Sveta:

Efimov Vyacheslav Yurievich is invited to the stage.

Music 20 Slavik

Glory - Iris mysterious

Kind, calm and decent!

Among the masters and craftsmen in high esteem.

Very responsible in work and work!

beautiful man,

Will never let you down

He will help everyone!

May luck always smile!

And may all your dreams come true!

Presentation of the certificate

We bring to your attention an oriental dance performed by Polina Tikhonova. 21 music

Nastya: The last page in our catalog remains.

Lead Designers of the 2014 Edition are invited to the stage

Zemina Tatyana Sergeevna and snub-nosed Vera Evlampievna

Music 22 class teachers

Sveta : Vera Evlampievna and Tatyana Sergeevna -

Two hydrangeas incomparable,

Kind, sweet, wonderful!

Affectionate, sensitive, attentive

Cool moms are adorable!!!

Nastya: The word for congratulations is given to Snub-nosykh Vera Evlampievna

Fairy:

After such words, I believe that graduates are simply obliged to give a worthy answer to everyone who believes in them, worries, loves and places their hopes on them.

Nastya:

Graduate, freeze for a moment!

That day has come, that hour!

The school escorts you with excitement -

School childhood is leaving you!

Sveta:

Today is the day of farewell to childhood.

What could be more touching?

Let me take you to this stage

Invite again!

Nastya:

The response is given to graduates.

Music 23 alumni

Graduate 1: Lena Korotkikh

That's all, completing the set path, the arrows outlined the cherished circle.

And in a smile - sadness and hope a little bit, A tear blew us with the wind.

Graduate 2: Vadim

Today we are a little sad about the past, We will remember something, we will not talk about something, Of course, we will forgive each other's insults, And we are unlikely to forget the good.

Graduate 3: Tonya

Dear, our beloved teachers!

We part with you today, and maybe you will breathe a sigh of relief and feel a little sad, because we were your children, your pain, not only a headache, but also a heartache.

We brightened up your difficult teacher's everyday life with jokes of unlearned lessons. Without us, you will be bored and sad on Earth, right?

Graduate 4:

We understand that others will follow us. Other! But, alas, we are not!

When we leave, we say: "Goodbye."

Do not believe anyone who says that after graduation we will forget our school teachers. Don't believe us, we are not like that!!!

Graduate 5:

I want to confess my love to our school,

I studied here, my friends are here.

I will never forget your role

My favorite teachers!

Graduate 6:

We will keep the memory of our school,

Like a great first love.

May we become wiser and older

But let's go back to school.

We love you!!!

And we will never forget what we had at school!!!

Sveta: The response word is given to the teachers of our school

Fairy:

Oh, what a wonderful bouquet we got!

Presentation of a wonderful bouquet. 24 music.

Sveta:

Yes. But the bouquet would never have turned out so wonderful if it were not for the work of those who raised, cherished and protected them. I'm talking about parents.

Fairy:

And here are the parents, amateur flower growers.

In the narrow garden behind your house

They planted a seed, great care for it.

Nastya:

First you just need to water from a watering can,

Then spud him, put him in bed.

Then, as you grow, educate, cherish,

Feed, feed and something to captivate.

Sveta:

A sprout for all worries

A hundred times answered:

He grew and grew, and even

Already with an adult.

Nastya:

The word for congratulations is provided(parents) __________________________________________________________________

Music 25 word parents

Alumni response. Graduates take the stage

Music 26 alumni response

1.Tanya Shishkovskaya

Our childhood flew away like a carefree butterfly! But until recently, it seemed to us that childhood would never end! I'm trying to remember: how did it all begin?

2. From the look of clear mother's eyes.

From my name - it was chosen by dad!

3. Natasha . Mother! Dad! I don’t know why, but right now, when everything in my life should change dramatically, I understand how much you have done for me, for each of us, how much you mean to me!

4. Tanya D. Mom, my light, my sadness!

Don't scream about your love

I'm not tired of toiling about

And the soul burn like a candle.

5. Marina. Mom, forgive me if I was sometimes rude to you. Honestly, I never meant to offend you!

6. Tonya. Sometimes we did not understand each other, quarreled, and then I saw what pain and sadness your eyes filled with. I was hurt too, but for some reason I could not come up to you and apologize. I want to do it now: forgive me, mom!

7. Nastya D . Dear our parents! Thank you for everything you have done for us, your children! Low bow to you!

8. Nastya G . This certificate is largely your merit!

9. Polina We are grateful to you, we love you, and in the future we will try not to let you down! After all, we are your hope and support, we are your future.

10. Lena: We are grateful to you for giving us life, for being with us all these years, loving, educating and protecting us. For being not only breadwinners, but also friends, helping, understanding, enduring and supporting.

11. Vadim. Forgive us for those bitter moments that sometimes brought you. Forgive our incontinence, sometimes rudeness. You are smart and wise and understand that over the years this will pass. We respect and appreciate you endlessly. We confess our love to you and promise: you will be proud of us

Fairy: Well, we, in turn, would like to thank the parents of most of the graduates for helping the school and good upbringing of children.

Sveta: To present letters of thanks to the stage, we invite the Director of the Yermolov School, Skorobogatov Valery Alekseevich.

Thank you letter to parents

27 Retro - dance performed by Anastasia Gushchina, Antonina Kalashnikova and Polina Tikhonova.

Nastya: An exciting moment is coming. Graduates of 2014 pass on the symbolic Key of Knowledge to future graduates, students of the eighth and tenth grades.

Sveta: The right to transfer the Key is granted to graduates of the 11th grade Korotkikh Elena and Martynenko Vadim.

Lena:

Dear Guys! You remain in the school, its present and future. Therefore, we pass on all school traditions and the Key to mastering school knowledge to you.

Vadim:

From us accept this Key

And keep it carefully

When exactly one year has passed,

Pass it on to others.(Gives the key)

Grade 10:

We will securely store the Key of Knowledge,

Let's not forget school traditions!

We will carry out exactly your order.

We wish all graduates:

"Good luck! And good luck!"

28 Graduation music is playing. Flowers, butterflies and moths bring the graduates to the stage.

Fairy:

And here is the end! And maybe even strange

You will be without teachers, guys ...

Do not disperse immediately - we will tell you

What they say in parting to loved ones:

Majordomo:

We wish you to walk through life boldly,

We wish everyone to find happiness,

May it come true that everyone wanted.

On the road, friend! Have a good trip!

Nastya:

When you're only seventeen

Leaving the student bench,

Sometimes it's hard to figure out:

Where to go, which way?

Sveta:

And the first path along it will probably be difficult,

So as not to turn to the side paths,

May conscience be everywhere for you

Your adviser and compass.

Fairy: This concludes our Ball of Flowers!

Majordomo: Congratulations, dear graduates!

Holiday script "BALL OF FLOWERS"

Mother Earth Cheese once lay in the darkness and cold - there was neither heat nor light anywhere. And once Yarilo (the god of the sun, spring and fertility among the ancient Slavs) said: "Let's look through the pitch darkness, is it good, is it good, will we have to think?" He pierced the layers of darkness that lay above the sleeping Earth with the flame of his gaze. The red sun immediately shone, hot waves of light poured out. The Earth woke up from hibernation and basked in its youthful beauty, like a bride on her wedding bed. She greedily drank the generous sunbeams, gaining life-giving power to the full brim. Then Yarilo said, brightening with wise eyes: “Oh, you goy, Mother Earth of Cheese! Love me, the god of light. scarlet, azure ... "That's how it was as if flowers appeared on our Earth.

According to ancient Slavic belief, every spring Yarilo wakes up from a long winter sleep, sits on his horses - on gray clouds, whips Mother Earth Cheese with a golden rein, scorching lightning. Mother Earth wakes up from that, gets younger, paints her face with flowers and cereals, radiates with strength and health. Everything comes to life - and fields, and meadows, and groves, and dense forests. All living things on Earth rejoice!

Presenter 1: Flowers are like people
Good generous
And, generous tenderness
Giving people
They bloom, hearts
warming up

How small warm

Bonfires.
C. Janet

Host 2: Good afternoon dear friends! How bright colors of flowers, their graceful outlines delight our eyes! There is probably nothing more perfect in nature than flowers! They are decoration, and medicines, and food, and symbols. No wonder the poet said: “Flowers are the smile of nature!”.

Presenter 1: Let us open the Flower Ball.

(The waltz of flowers from the ballet "The Nutcracker" sounds.

At this time, children dressed in flowers enter.)

Chamomile: I am a white daisy

Yellow in the middle

Take me with you

I will decorate your bouquet.

Forget-me-nots: blue light drop

In a meadow colored pattern
Forget-me-not is interspersed with the sun
Like a bead in a carpet.

Snowdrop: Pigeon, clean

Snowdrop is a flower!

And near the see-through,

The last snow...

Lilac: From white, pink to gray, the color of the cloud,

Noisy lilac in bloom alive.

She calls fragrant coolness

And he waves his terry sleeve at us.

Pion: Look at the opened peony

With crimson cast petals

And he will remind you of a magical dream,
A magical dream from a fairy tale with miracles.

Violet: On the sunny edge of the violet blossomed -

She gently lifted her purple ears.

She burrows in the grass, does not like to climb forward,

But everyone will bow to her and take it carefully.

(All flowers merrily spinning, leave).

Presenter 1: Throughout life, flowers do not leave us.
Beautiful heirs of nature -
They come to us at dawn,
At sunset, they carefully come in.
They extend the time of meetings for us,
Postpone the breakup.

Host 2: We must protect our souls and hearts
From predatory hands, from evil and vegetation.
Any thought of a lofty dream
Then only overflows into jubilation,
When the flowers bow before her
Mediators of living understanding.

Presenter 1: You can talk about flowers endlessly. Each of them has its own secret, its own innermost secret, its own legend...

Host 2: Probably, no one can tell us about this amazing, charming, delightful world of flowers in such a fascinating and interesting way as the flowers themselves. Beautiful representatives of the flora are in a hurry to welcome you. And among them the queen of all flowers is a rose.

Presenter 1: Roses are the sisters of the dawn. Their color is equivalent to the color of dawn ...
Roses open only in the first rays of dawn,
And opening up marvelously, they either laugh or cry,
Sadness and joy, shaking in deep satin colors.

These lines are dedicated, perhaps, to the most revered flower among all peoples - the rose. What legends are associated with the "queen of flowers"? Let's listen.

(A girl dressed as a rose enters)

The Rose: There are many myths and legends about the rose,

Considered the queen of flowers

They all come from different countries,

But there is love in all of them.

It is believed that the flower looks like women,

What can be compared with them

And so in all these legends

There are women and roses - symbols of love.

In the country that was called Gulistan,

What does it mean - Garden of roses,

Allah himself admired this garden,

Which is all overgrown with white flowers.

The Lotus was the king of flowers at that time,

But he was lazy and liked to sleep,

Then Allah created the Rose Queen,

So that she could command flowers.

She was pure and so beautiful

The sweet-sounding Nightingale fell in love with her,

Not thinking that Rose can be dangerous

He pressed the beauty to his chest ...

He did not know that she was with thorns,

They pierced the heart of the Nightingale,

Large drops of hot scarlet blood

The color of a beautiful flower has been changed.

There is a legend in distant India,

What about the most beautiful flower says:

One day a rose, at dawn, blooming,

Revealed the sleeping Lakshmi to the world.

God Vishnu saw a beautiful girl

And she was simply amazed by her beauty.

He woke her up with a gentle kiss

And he made the girl the most beloved of wives.

Lakshmi proclaimed the Goddess of Beauty

And rose petals shower all lovers

At weddings in India and today.

There is also a legend that says

That the earth itself gave birth to a rose,

Seeing the young goddess Aphrodite,

In beauty she created a flower equal to her.

The altar of the goddess was decorated with roses,

He was snow-white from those marvelous flowers,

And the wind carries the aroma around

Through a garden that was just as full of roses.

But one day, as the legend goes,

Goddess terrible news came

That he was mortally wounded by a boar

Young Adonis hunting by the stream.

The goddess rushed to her beloved,

She ran straight through the garden

From the bitter news just distraught,

Through the prickly flowers rushed.

Thorns pierced all the legs of Aphrodite,

Blood dripped on white flowers

That's how those roses quickly turned

In blood red from girlish love.

In fact, all those legends are tragic,

To be red from a white rose,

There must have been a misfortune

Someone had to shed their blood.

The Romans have a legend about two ladies,

That one man could not be divided.

One of them is the wondrous goddess Diana,

The other lady is the nymph Rosalie.

The object of their love is not a simple man -

The insidious Eros turned the heads of the virgins.

Jealousy was seething and not without reason,

To Rosalia, he, nevertheless, favored.

Insulted, angry Diana -

Goddess nymph Eros preferred

But she must kill the thorn with thorns

The opponent is worth nothing.

A nymph was beaten to death.

A lover found a lifeless body...

From the tears shed from the eyes of a man

Blackthorn bloomed with beautiful roses.

Love and rose are forever inseparable,

It has always been that way, from time immemorial.

There are worse and better legends

But they also contain roses and love.

Greeks think. that insidious Eros

Goddess Flora sought for many days,

Skillfully told her about his love

And generously complimented her.

It's done. He expected reciprocity.

Here they would live happily,

So no! Having achieved his goal, he was disappointed

And he began to look for love on the side.

It often happens to mortals too.

As soon as a girl loves with all her heart,

Like a cavalier running away somewhere

And he is looking for meetings with a completely different person.

Goddess Flora was drawn to creativity.

From hopelessness I had to create a flower,

Through bitter tears she breathed into him

Sadness, joy, regret and delight.

She saw her work

And from love everything stirred in her,

In excitement, she called out the name of EROS,

But the letter "E" sounded softly.

Embarrassed, Flora did not repeat.

Around heard only her second syllable,

Since then, those flowers have been called roses,

Symbolizing strong love.

The legend is very ancient about the rose

Says that in the old ages

There lived a wonderful beauty Rotunda.

Men were captivated by girlish beauty.

Her heart remained unapproachable,

Like the walls of the fortress where the girl lived.

The hearts of men burned with fierce passion

And they decided to take the girl by force.

They broke down the door and broke into the room.

The Rotunda began to invoke the gods.

Diana heard a heart-rending cry,

Deciding to punish everyone severely.

Who is to blame, she did not understand,

In his own way, he resolved the issue.

Diana turned the rotunda into a rose at the same moment,

Her fans - in the sharpest thorns.

Since pagan times, the Scandinavians have considered

that blooms rose petals,

When winter retreats north

Only Loki will laugh - the God of fire and young spring.

The flower became famous among all peoples,

There is a story about him in the Talmud,

That the scarlet rose was born at night,

Where Abel's innocent blood was shed.

Christians have a different legend

The fact that the white rose was created by God himself.

Eve saw her in the Garden of Eden,

She kissed and blushed at the same moment a flower.

Whatever the origin of the rose,

What myths and legends would not be added,

She remains the queen of flowers all the same

From the time of those distant times to the present.

(leaves)

Host 2: When the ardor of autumn swirling

Bread will turn yellow

Star of the meadows - earth aster

Hello to the heavenly stars.

Presenter 1: If you look at a star for a long time, you will notice that its star light is not the same. It radiates either blue, then white, then pink, then yellow golden colors. The stars seem to be calling someone, and without waiting they fall down. Ancient people, noticing this, began to look closely at the trees, flowers, trying to recognize the star interlocutor.

Aster! they exclaimed, which means “star” in Russian. This name has stuck.

(A girl dressed as an astra enters)

Aster: I came to Europe from China. In 1728 Father Inkerville brought my seeds to Paris and presented them to the famous French botanist Antoine Jussier. And then European botanists began to conjure over the breeding of various terry and multi-colored varieties, of which there are now more than 400.

Astra is the most ancient plant. When the royal tomb of two thousand years ago was opened near Simferopol, among the various garlands of acanthus leaves, laurel and pine cones, they saw an image of an aster. I was considered an amulet by the ancient Greeks.

Asters - the last smile of autumn, are beautiful and unpretentious, evoke various associations. Some, seeing them, rejoice; others are sad; the third think about the eternity of beauty, and the fourth shrug: winter is in the yard, and they bloom, withstanding frosts up to seven degrees.

There is a belief: if you stand among the asters at night and listen carefully, you can hear a barely perceptible whisper - this is how the asters communicate with their sisters - the stars.

Everyone knows the autumn flower - aster,

Like a wonderful star

It is multi-colored: blue, white, red,

The rays will give a sunny day.

Asters appeared, judging by the beliefs,

Of those dust particles that fell from the stars,

From distant heavens descended to earth,

They took root and succumbed to growth.

That's why they look like stars

They burn among the flower beds in autumn.

It is believed that the night is dark, late

They speak softly to the stars.

Presenter 1: On the lawn the dew is cold,
The water doesn't budge.
Lily throws white color
To the thoughtfulness of the pond.
And he does not know the dull night,
In the foggy haze
Either a month, or a lily
Quietly splashing in the pond.

Host 2: I don't know about you, but I've always liked white lilies. I always associate them with tenderness, and some kind of mystery. Lily got its name from the ancient Gaulish word "li-li", which literally means "white - white".

(A girl dressed as a lily comes out)

Lily: My first images are found on Cretan vases and frescoes from 1750 BC, and then among the ancient Assyrians, Egyptians, Greeks and Romans. In Persia, during the reign of Cyrus, the lily was the main decoration of lawns, patios and reservoirs.

The ancient Greeks, attributing a divine origin to the flower, considered it a symbol of hope. In honor of the lily, young Greek women competed in running at the festivities of Flora, where the winner was certainly decorated with a wreath of white flowers. According to ancient Greek mythology, the goddess Hera is dedicated to a snow-white lily or leirion, as the Greeks called me. According to legend, the lily grew from the drops of milk that the goddess fed the baby Hercules, the future great hero.

The ancient Greeks wrote legends
And, through the centuries, they reach us.
Fairy tales for adults remained imperishable,
And interest in them has not faded at all.

I will give you the story of this era.
The boy was born to the queen of Theban.
But, fearing the jealous Hera,
The mother of the baby hid - to hide the deception.

Knowing the divinity of the marvelous baby,
Minerva quickly found out about that.
She showed the way - such actions
There have always been. Everything is so useless!

But she did not say whose son the baby was.
Hera tried to feed him.
But, fearing what a catch,
He pushed away - the thread broke immediately -
The one that would connect the nurse with the baby.
Splashes into the sky - a stream of milk.
And, the Milky Way, beauty is very rare
Unexpected meetings - lay down for centuries.

A few drops fell to the ground.
Right there, they sprouted sprouts.
Lilies marvelous gentle drop
The color is snow-white revealed in the distance.

And, since then, adorns the neighborhood
A symbol of innocence and beauty.
Their gentle smell inspires all fidelity,
The meaning of mercy and purity.

An important place is occupied by lilies in the history of France. In the 5th century, King Clovis defeated the Germans on the banks of the Li River. The victors returned from the battlefield, decorated with lilies, and since then, three lilies have flaunted on the banners and in the coat of arms of France, personifying the three virtues - compassion, justice and mercy.

At present, I am a wonderful ornamental plant that fascinates any person. No wonder poets dedicate verse lines to me:

Ah, snow-white, tender lilies,

Where, under what rays did you ripen?

The swans brought out the white swans,

And you won’t understand where the chicks are and where the lilies are.

(leaves)

Host 2: Cold shadows in the blue field

White frost in the garden at dawn ...

Chrysanthemums bloom, chrysanthemums,

Autumn day stands in the yard.

Presenter 1: The last flowers of the year - chrysanthemums - appear with the first frosts and therefore are cold and attractive in autumn, just as the hoarfrost of the first frosts is cold and attractive.

Probably, in autumn days, when nature becomes poor in flowers, it is nice to receive or give someone a bouquet of chrysanthemums.

(A girl in a chrysanthemum costume comes out)

Chrysanthemum: More than ten thousand varieties of chrysanthemums exist in the world, and it is incredibly difficult to say with certainty when exactly the ancient peoples began to engage in my breeding.

I was brought to Europe from Japan in 1676, and the first country that had the good fortune to meet me was England.

According to Italian legend, chrysanthemums appeared from paper flowers with which a poor woman decorated her son's grave. When the next morning she came to the grave with new flowers, she saw that the flowers she brought the day before had sprouted and become alive. Not without reason, in the countries of the East, white chrysanthemums are a symbol of mourning, therefore, flowers can be given and presented there only on the day of remembrance or in moments of parting with dear people.

But in my homeland in Japan, I am the messenger of autumn, the symbol of the sun and the nation. A stylized image of a sixteen-petal imperial golden chrysanthemum is the basis of the state emblem, and the highest award of the country is the Order of Chrysanthemums. The Japanese have long celebrated the chrysanthemum festival. On this day, they sing songs, recite poems, decorate themselves with garlands of flowers. According to the ancient lunar calendar, October is considered the month of chrysanthemums. In Japan, there is a legend about me that I want to tell you today:

Long ago, in gray times,

In a country called China

The evil Mikado sat on the throne,

Solely reigned and ruled.

There was a rumor that there was such an island,

Where the sun rises from the bed

And there grows a golden flower,

What people called chrysanthemum.

Rumors about him filled the world,

They talked about his miraculous power,

About how to make an elixir

And stay young and beautiful for a long time.

But there is a catch - pick that flower

Could only those who were with a glorious soul,

Who had a very kind heart.

That's what the evil Mikado came up with then.

Sent for golden chrysanthemum

He is three hundred lovely young men and girls,

But for a long time - the evil Mikado waited for a long time -

Where they disappeared is unknown.

None of them came to China.

Days flew by and years passed by

The Mikado grew old and left this world,

He did not wait for the Miracle Elixir.

And the youth reached the place,

It was so calm and beautiful there.

That they didn't want to go back.

They decided to stay forever.

Fell in love with the island with all my soul,

We found that wonderful golden flower

And the Sun of the Rising Country -

The local island was called Japan.

There, every resident honored the chrysanthemum,

As if the Sun, everyone was proud of her

And the Order of the Chrysanthemum -

the highest award of that country,

It has been preserved until today.

We in Russia also love me very much, the romance “The chrysanthemums in the garden have faded a long time ago” is dedicated to me.

(sounds a romance performed by…….)

(leaves)

Host 2: Yes, the chrysanthemum is indeed a noble and amazing flower. But I would like to draw the attention of those present to one more autumn flower, which in its appearance is not like any other. This flower is called a skewer, since its stem is very similar to a sword blade, and the scarlet inflorescences of some varieties are like droplets of frozen blood. Guess what we're talking about? Of course, about the gladiolus.

(A girl in a gladiolus costume comes out)

Gladiolus: An ancient Roman legend claims that if the roots of the gladiolus are hung on the chest like amulets, they will not only help to win the duel, but also protect in the duel.

Translated from the Latin "gladiolus" - "sword" and therefore among the Romans I was considered the flower of gladiators. The legend says:

There was a war between Thrace and Rome.

Rome, as you know, won

And the commander took many prisoners.

What will happen to them, not a single soldier knew.

There were two young men among the unfortunate,

One misfortune connected them with friendship,

Homesickness united the hearts

And took them, now forever.

The ruler of Rome was very cruel,

I found joy in bloodshed.

Trumpets blew in the Eternal City in the morning,

For people to come to the show.

That ruler promised freedom

To those who escape death today,

Killing opponents, not sparing them at all,

And in agility today will be the first.

Here again the trumpets blew loudly

And the audience took their seats

Rumble in the numerous stands,

Like a flock of frightened crows.

When it's your turn to fight

Those young men who became friends,

Then instead of a bloodthirsty, cruel battle,

To everyone's surprise, they suddenly embraced.

They stuck two swords into the ground

Those gladiators. Looking at it

The people from the stands shouted furiously to them,

For the slaves to fight without fail.

And the young men did not part their hands,

No matter how the angry crowd roared.

They killed them so that science was different,

So that the performance does not dare to violate.

The bodies fell into the wet arena,

But just touched the bloody ground

As on swords, stuck in this arena,

Suddenly beautiful flowers bloomed.

From the stands, like an echo, swept: "Ah!"

Everyone looked at the wonderful flowers -

The crowd called them gladioli,

Which means "SORD" in translation, believe me.

How many years have passed since the moment

Not months and years, but centuries,

But the memory of this friendship worthy,

Through time, still alive.

As a symbol of fidelity and nobility,

As a symbol of friendship, to the homeland of love,

Gladiolus is considered to be

The flower is wonderful, don't say it.

We gladioli are incredibly beautiful plants. About two hundred and fifty different species with the color of the corolla of the flower from white to purple - black delight the human eye all over the planet.

At the lake cape

Blooming gladiolus -

Swan sadness.

Animals retreat in fear

Don't call them to the plant

The stems are thinner than a thin sword,

In scarlet clusters, as in blood.

Presenter 1: A lily of the valley was born on a May day,

And the forest keeps it.

It seems to me: his back -

It will ring softly.

And this ringing will be heard by a beam,

Birds and flowers...

Let's listen, what if

Let's hear - me and you!

Host 2: Lily of the valley is a symbol of purity, tenderness and fidelity. In some tales, lilies of the valley are sprouted beads from Snow White's crumbling necklace, in others they are nothing more than sunbeams that dwarves use at night as lanterns. In England, they said that lilies of the valley grow in the forest in those places where the fabulous hero Leonard defeated the terrible dragon.

(A girl dressed as a lily of the valley comes out)

Lily of the valley: And in the villages of France, the old custom is preserved to celebrate annually on the first Sunday in May the "day of the lilies of the valley", which is accompanied by general fun, plentiful treats, games and dances.

There are many legends about me.

In Russia, there was a legend about this flower, associated with the names of Sadko, Lyubava, Volkhva.

There was a beautiful Volkhova

sea ​​queen,

Fell in love with a simple young man

named Sadko.

He was tall, good-looking,

Sounded many times in the evening.

Young Volkhova sighed

Coming from the waves to Sadko

And to the new underwater palace

She called him with her.

But for the young princess

Sadko did not go

Another girl wife

He called recently.

Favorite of the high forests,

Meadows, fields, flowers -

Lyubava - a blue-eyed maiden

I have long loved Sadko.

Went in the evening

Along the banks of the Volkhov

Tears hidden by grass

Dropped over the river.

In that place in early spring

The flower began to grow

He tenderness and beauty

He conquered all people.

He was a Volkhov from tears,

Princesses of that sea,

With pure, quivering love

Suffered from Sadko.

The great composer P. I. Tchaikovsky called lilies of the valley the king of flowers. While in Florence, the composer succumbed to the temptation and sang his favorite flower - but not in a piece of music, but ... in verse, little known to anyone! I cannot resist the temptation to repeat a few stanzas:

Rather, into the forest! ... I run along a familiar path

Have dreams come true, dreams come true?

Here he is! Bow to the ground, I trembling hand

I tear off the wonderful gift of the sorceress of spring.

O Lily of the valley, why do you please your eyes so much?

Others have flowers more luxurious and magnificent,

And the colors in them are brighter, and the patterns are more fun, -

But there is no charm in them mysterious yours.

(an audio recording of “Lilies of the valley” sounds (music by A. Arensky, lyrics by P. Tchaikovsky)

Presenter 1: Cornflowers - blue, purple,
Pinkish - lilac - white,
Every year in a new way new,
In the spring, timid ones sprout.

And then they fill with dawns.
And I will say without concealment and honestly I:
No matter how rose lovers argue,
Cornflowers are a miracle of heaven!

Host 2: Cornflower got its name in honor of a blue-eyed youth named Cyanus, who was struck by its beauty. The young man collected these blue flowers and weaved garlands and wreaths from them. The young man even dressed in blue clothes and did not leave the fields until all the flowers he loved were collected to a single one. A beautiful young man was once found dead in a grain field surrounded by these flowers. Upon learning of this, the goddess Flora turned the body of the young man into a flower, and they all began to be called cyanuses, which means "blue."

(A girl in a cornflower suit comes out)

Cornflower: Good afternoon friends! Today I want to tell you an amazing story.

There once lived in a village a poor widow with her only son, Vasil. He was a handsome and hardworking guy, and many girls looked at him. But Vasil paid no attention to any of them. From morning to night he worked in his field, and returning home, he went down to the river - to wash, relax, admire the sunset.

He did not know that a mermaid lives in that river, that every evening she looks at him, parting the leaves of water lilies. He looks and sighs softly. - Ah, - the mermaid whispers, - if you fell in love with me, we would live with you in the depths of the river. Look how beautiful I am, how cool and beautiful I am underwater!

When Vasil saw the mermaid, heard her words, flatly refused to leave his land, his field, did not want to even look at the beauty of the mermaid. - Then, - the beauty got angry, - do not get you to anyone! Become a flower in your field!

A flower swayed among the rye. He was blue-blue, like Vasil's eyes, like deep water in a river! And people called that flower cornflower - in memory of the disappeared young man.

And believe it or not, but one thing is true in it: the blue cornflower grows only among the rye, and if it is found in another place, it means that once there was a rye field here. In those countries where rye was not sown, they did not know about blue cornflower, for example, in ancient Egypt. In general, cornflowers - more than 550 species! Among them there are not blue at all: they are lilac-red, and pinkish, and almost white ... Here it is, a cornflower flower!

And among the ears of rye,
Where the moths circle
Yes, the grasshoppers are playing
They throw a friendly look
Blue cornflowers.

(leaves)

Presenter 1: Ah, those first tulips!

How I love their delicate color!

Hazy pink, deceitful,

Like an early, ghostly dawn...

I love to inhale the elusive
Innocent fresh scent
And mother-of-pearl of vulnerable flowers,
Cool clean rich ...

Nature's sincere gift,
Messengers of awakened spring,
Their first breath is radiant and bright,
Pretty, young and slender ...

Host 2: They were loved by elves in fairy tales,
Swinging in the corollas of flowers ...
And painters in marvelous colors,
Wrote watercolor winds ...

tulip pictures,
They were woven for panache,
On expensive and a little cutesy,
Brabant lush lace ...

The beauty of the tulip conquered Persia, Turkey and other eastern countries. With him, as well as with other flowers, in the east and in Central Asia, where the tulip comes from, many legends and traditions are associated.

(A girl dressed as a tulip comes out)

Tulip: During the time of tulip mania, people created many legends about me, wrote poems and poems in my honor. Perhaps, we can say with confidence that after the rose, not a single flower has acquired such an aura of worship and admiration as a tulip, and such poetic lines have not been created about a single flower. Here, for example, is what Jacques Delisle wrote in his poem "Gardens" about this passion for tulips:

So a resident of Haarlem alone, closing the door,

Without sleep and rest, for days, like a lover,

Waiting with trepidation for the buds to open;

He guards the garden, like a padishah - a harem;

He does not want to share beauty with anyone;

Trying to ferret out rivals secrets,

Ready not to regret any price for this,

And, like a miser with his treasure, invariably, all year round,

Exquisite tulip jealously protects.

From ancient times, a legend about the very essence of this flower came to us. It was said that happiness was contained in the golden bud of a yellow tulip. No one could reach this happiness, because there was no such force that could open its bud. But one day a woman with a child was walking through the meadow. The boy escaped from his mother's arms, ran up to the flower with a sonorous laugh, and the golden bud opened. Carefree childish laughter did what no power could do. Since then, it has become customary to give tulips only to those who experience happiness. The lines of Robert Rozhdestvensky are dedicated to this legend:

Wonderful guest of distant Iran,

Favorite of sun-scorched countries,

In the gardens of Hafiz, a fiery tulip

He opened his crimson rim like a bowl.

And here is what Théophile Gautier wrote about the craze for tulips:

I am the flower of Holland, a young tulip,

And I'm so beautiful that the Flemish curmudgeon will give

For a couple of bulbs, all the splendor of the archipelago,

All Java, if my camp is fresh and proud.

There was a time when an onion could buy a carriage with a pair of horses. They paid for flowers with gold, expensive things, herds of bulls, sheep ...

How beautiful he is - that fiery flower!
On a long stem proud and lonely.
The petals of a closed bud are beautiful.
For four centuries the world has been in love with him...

Presenter 1: Yes, you can talk about flowers endlessly. Unfortunately, today we cannot tell about all the beautiful plants, without which we cannot imagine our life.

Host 2: Flowers are the warmest and most tender gift. Flowers are a declaration of love. Flowers are the smile of nature...

Presenter 1: I'm ready to argue with the whole world,

I'm ready to swear on my head

That there are eyes in all colors,

And they look at you and me

Host 2: In the hour of our thoughts and worries,

In the bitter hour of trouble and failure

I saw: flowers, how people cry

And the dew is dropped on the sand.

Presenter 1: Who does not believe, I call everyone to the garden -

You see, blinking barely,

Looking at people with confidence

All flowers are like children in a cradle.

Host 2: Flowers give us a lot of pleasure. Treat them with care, let them always delight our eyes.

Presenter 1: Thanks to everyone who participated in this celebration. Thank you for coming to the party. We hope that you will carry a drop of warmth to flowers in your heart.

Music sounds. Everyone gets up and says goodbye and leaves.

Scenario of the summer holiday "Ball of Flowers"

Target: Organization of exciting, educational leisure activities for children of senior preschool, primary and secondary school age.
Tasks:
1. Expand children's knowledge of colors and their meaning.
2. Contribute to the development of aesthetic feelings, education in children of love and respect for nature, creative abilities.
3. Develop logical thinking, memory, attention in children

Children to the cheerful music enter the sports ground.

Presenter: From kindness, love and light, a miracle summer blushed!

Rye is earing in the field, jumping, jumping summer rain!

Grasses are ripening, fields are ripening, and in a ravine, by the river,

Flowers bloom in amazing colors.

It's summer time, kids!

Look around, different flowers bloom here and there!

It's great that summer is still going on! After all, quite a bit - just a little and Autumn will come to the land to host. In the meantime, let's enjoy our fun Summer!

Guys! Today we invited you to the Ball of Flowers and we will tell you a lot of new and interesting things about them.
Flowers are an amazing and beautiful creation of nature. You see a lot of them all around you. They are varied in color, shape and smell. But whatever they are, they adorn our planet. Indeed, it is difficult to imagine our life without flowers. Even in winter, when it is cold and cold outside the window, indoor flowers grow on the window in the house, and in summer they are apparently invisible around. Like a rainbow descends to the ground and covers the meadows and fields, clearings in the forest with a multi-colored carpet, flowers and water lilies bloom even on the water. There are many of them in flower beds, in parks, in gardens. They are admired and sung by poets, artists, musicians. We decorate our houses, clothes with flowers, give each other as a sign of love, gratitude, respect

Listen, the music is soft

The Flower Fairy is in a hurry to visit us.

Under the "Waltz of the Flowers" by P. Tchaikovsky, the Flower Fairy enters the hall.

Flower Fairy:

They call me the Flower Fairy

I know everything about flowers, kids.

Trouble came to us -

stole all the flowers

Baba Yaga.

(Baba Yaga runs to the music.)

Baba Yaga:

Why are you all here? Have fun and laugh? Who allowed?

Children : We came to the flower festival!

Baba Yaga : - On a holiday of flowers?!

And flowers are my main enemy.

Locked them up in a dungeon

You need to come to terms with this.

I have tasks for you -

Solve them, that means

Let the flowers go free -

And I won't interfere anymore.

Flower Fairy:

So guys help me

And release the flowers!

Presenter: - Guys, can we help the Flower Fairy?

Baba Yaga : - Come on, surprise

You tell me poems.

Just not about nonsense

And about the flowers in the garden,

About the steppe, meadow,

Mountain and field -

There are many flowers in the world

Who will be the first, children?

presenter : Yes Baba - Yaga about flowers composed songs, poems. Flowers adorn our lives, we admire their beauty.

Guys, get out

Tell us poetry!

Children recite a few poems about flowers.

Marigold

Like a cat's claws

They call it "nails"

And "calendula" - scientifically

It's just boring.

“Cornflower"
Rye is earing in the field,
There, in the rye, you will find a flower:
Bright blue and fluffy
Just a shame it's not fragrant.
"Dandelion"
The sun dropped a golden ray,
The first young dandelion has grown.
It has a wonderful golden color.
From the big sun a small portrait.
"Chamomile"
Elegant dresses, yellow brooches,
There is not a spot on the beautiful clothes.
These daisies are so funny.
Here, they will play like children, in tags.
"Bell"
Bell! Bell!
Is it really you!
So you ring and so you tremble
Where there are herbs and flowers

POPPY

Only the sun will rise

Poppy will bloom in the garden.

cabbage butterfly

It will fall on the flower.

Look - and at the flower

More than two petals.

Sunflower

Sunflower in the garden during the day

Smiling at the weather.

In a circular orbit

Shaking his red head.

I, - he boasted of the wheatgrass, -

Together with the Sun I warm the earth!

Baba Yaga :- You won again! What good fellows knows everything about flowers.

A girl dressed as a rose comes out.
The rose is a symbol of perfection
Wisdom and purity.
Her supremacy is recognized
In the midst of a flower riot.
I came not alone, but with my girlfriends, only the flowers need to be planted in flower beds, can you help me?
Presenter: Of course, we will help, our children are very fond of nature and will definitely help.
Game "Flowerbed". (Hoops of different colors are laid out on the site, children of the middle group have flowers of different colors, at a signal, the children should stand in a hoop of the same color, like the flower in his hand).
Rosa: Well done guys, we got wonderful flower beds. Will you let us stay for the holiday?
- just to please people!Game "Collect flowers". (Children of the younger group collect flowers scattered around the site).presenter : You remember how to behave with flowers. Children's answers: Yes
Scene "Do not pick flowers!"
Boys: 1. I want to pick all the flowers in our bouquets at once!
2. We will not leave anything, tear everything to one!
Leading: - Well, friends, this is too much, what are you doing, boy?
You see, the flower is a little alive, does not shake its head.
What strange things the guys did:
Tearing flowers all in a row.
If I pick a flower, if you pick a flower
If we pick flowers, there will be no beauty!
Let all people admire the flowers among the fields,
Presenter: Do you want to play?The outdoor game "Wreath" is held, in which the role of the "gardener" is played by Baba Yaga. Children line up at one end of the playground: this is “Flowers in the Garden”,

Leading: - the gardener is at a distance of 3-4 meters from the children.

The gardener approaches the flowers and says:

I'm going to pick a flower

Weave a wreath from flowers.

Children - flowers answer:

We don't want to be ripped off

And wreaths were woven from us.

We want to stay in the garden

They will admire us.

Having uttered the last words of the children, the flowers run away, and the gardener tries to knock someone down. Caught sits on a chair. Who stays and wins

Baba Yaga:

I can hardly catch my breath

I agree. Beat!

Only I'm smarter, guys,

Guess the riddles!

Baba Yaga makes a few riddles about flowers.

- Here's a blue bell,

He shakes his head.

Only sounds are not heard

What's his name, tell me.

(Bell.)

Many satin petals -

Yellow, white, colorful, red.

Look at me,

I am called ... (carnation)

wonderful flower,

He is like a bright light

Lush, important, like a pan,

Blooming... (tulip)

We will weave wreaths in the summer

For Oksana, Masha, Sveta,

For Alyonka, two Natashas.

All wreaths are from ... (daisies)

We carried mushrooms in a basket

And a blue flower.

This wild flower

Thin gentle ... (cornflower)

Look at the fence

The queen of the garden blossomed.

Not a tulip or a mimosa

And in the thorns beauty ... (rose)

In May - yellow, and in July -

He is a fluffy ball.

We blew a little on him -

Soared ... (dandelion)

Coloring in the summer

Flowerbeds, parks, flower beds

We are with our carrot color,

And we are called ... (marigolds).

Baba Yaga:

Well done! Well, what can I say!

presenter :

Game "Collect the chamomile"

Children are divided into 2 teams and collect chamomile.

Game "Weave a wreath"

Leading: Now we will play the game “Weave a wreath” with you, we will dance to the music. And as soon as it ends, the guys in flower caps should each stand in their own circle and “weave” a large wreath (daisies with daisies, bells, tulips, etc.)

Baba Yaga: Everything ! Guard! It's time to give up!

I'm old to compete with you!

It's time to get out of here!

Flower Fairy:-

We will not let you go, Baba Yaga, play with us!

Comic game "Grandma - Yozhka"

Baba Yaga : All the guys, I'm leaving and I'm going to my house. I will now take care of the flowers, take care of them. Goodbye!

Leading : Guys, the Flower Fairy invites you to have fun

And spin in a fun dance!

Flower Fairy: For you guys, now is our dance with my friends - flowers. Waltz of the Flowers"

Flower Fairy
And now guys let's play a game - a riddle
What flower did Thumbelina come from? (tulip flower of happiness).
What flowers did Kai and Gerda grow? (Roses)
What flowers are the main symbol of the holiday on March 8? (mimosa and tulips). What flowers did the heroine of the tale "Twelve Months" have to find? (snowdrops)
Who is involved in the preparation of various bouquets and flower arrangements? (florist).
presenter : We would like to
We are all flowers here to call.
Let them have a wonderful view
The earth will be decorated.
Field, meadow and garden flowers,
We invite you to come, do not spare the beauty! And now the children of the younger group will perform the round dance song "Flowers"

Presenter:

Game "Quick Take"

Children stand in a circle. In front of each of them is laid out one flower. To the music, the children begin to move in a circle. When the music stops, you need to have time to pick up a flower. The game is played several times, after each time 2-3 flowers are removed from the circle. Children who did not get the flower are out of the game. The game ends when there are only a few children left. They all shout loudly: “Well done!
Flower Fairy

Well, it's time for me to say goodbye

Return to your kingdom!

Goodbye, guys! See you soon!

Presenter: So our wonderful holiday has come to an end, we say goodbye to flowers and are waiting for their guests next year.
The hour of parting has come
Alas, the bright ball is over!
Let's take care of the flowers!
Goodbye, see you again!

Elena Degtereva

.Target: generalization of knowledge about summer colors.

Tasks:

Educational: cultivate respect for nature, curiosity.

Educational: to form an idea of ​​summer colors, consolidate knowledge about summer, teach to establish cause-and-effect relationships;

Educational: develop musical - aesthetic perception, observation;

Equipment and materials: masks flowers for kids, Fairy costume colors, toy bell, hoops, cut flowers.

Progress:

To the music of the song "The world is like colored meadow» Words by M. Plyatskovsky, music by V. Shainsky) children with teachers go to the viranda, elegantly decorated flowers from paper and festive garlands.

The teacher in the role Flower fairy meets children.

Hello guys! I am very glad to see you! Today we will have a ball colors. Guys, do you know what time of year it is? That's right, summer! And what grows in the meadow, in the flowerbeds in the summer? Flowers!

Fairy Colors: And why grow flowers?

Children: For goodness and beauty.

Fairy colors. To grow up flowers- you need to loosen the earth first,

plant a seed in it, and then water the sprout -

until it turns into a beautiful flower.

And help grow flowers raindrops!

Here they are - they live with us and flowers protect.

Girls in droplet costumes run out and dance

"Dance of the Droplets"

Fairy Colors:

Here flower basket, here flowers do not count.

Guess guys what flowers are in it? (shows flowers and children in flower caps come out and bow)

Makes riddles:

Yellow eye, white wreath,

On a high leg, looking at the track.

Children: chamomile!

Here are wonderful flowers

Unprecedented beauty.

Bright, odorous -

Ai-ai = ai! prickly! (roses)

Fluffy white ball

I show off in a clean field.

A light breeze blew

And the stalk remained. (dandelion)

Ding-ding-ding, ding-ding-ding,

In the clear blue-blue-blue sky!

In a thin blue skirt

How smart am I?

Children: bell!

A game "Bell, ring"

Bright blue dress.

And a green stem.

Blossomed in a clean field

We are happy (cornflower)

Dynamic pause "In the meadow grow flowers»

Grow in the meadow flowers

Unprecedented beauty.

(Children squat)

Reaching for the sun flowers.

Stretch with them too.

(Stand up, stretch, put your hands up)

The wind blows sometimes

Only it's not a problem.

(Mahi hands, swaying the torso)

lean over flowers,

The petals drop.

(Tilts)

And then they get up again

And still bloom.

(Stand on your feet, turn your torso left and right)

Leading: Well done boys. Guess who likes to sit on colors?

Right. butterflies. Now we will become butterflies.

One, two turn around.

Turn into a butterfly

A game "Borrow flower»

(Hoops are laid out on the floor in the form colors, children to the music "fly" above flowers, and with the end of the music they take « flower» on each flower must have two children. who did not get flower, are out of the game.)

Fairy Colors: Do you like flowers, guys? What flowers you know?

Children: answer (chamomile, poppy, bluebell, tulip, dandelion, etc.)

A game "Who will collect faster flower»

Fairy Colors: Well done, you know a lot colors.

I love summer flowers

In flowerbeds in noisy cities

They are everywhere with us

Blossom and delight our eyes.

So as not to spoil the beauty

Everyone needs to save flowers.

Fairy Colors: Thank you, you made me happy, but flower basket with refreshments, distributes to children.

Says goodbye and leaves.

To beautiful music, children leave flower meadow.

Related publications:

Summer entertainment for older preschoolers and younger students "Flower Festival""Feast of Flowers" For preschoolers and younger students. Purpose: To create an emotionally joyful mood in children and parents. Tasks:.

How beautiful are all the flowers! Do you agree with me? All nature bloomed with marvelous color. Thanks, SUMMER! Childhood is wonderful in a person's life.

Entertainment for children in the senior group "In the kingdom of flowers" Progress of entertainment: The Fairy of Flowers enters. In her hands is a Flower - a seven-flower. Fairy: Hello guys! You recognized me? Yes, I am the Flower Fairy. I know.

Summer entertainment for senior groups of the kindergarten "Flower Festival" The children and the presenter enter the hall, the children sit on the chairs. Presenter: When summer comes, all the flowers bloom. The sun laughs softly.

The phonogram of the song "Box with Pencils" sounds. Vedas. Hello! Today our meeting will be devoted to the main colors of paints. Together.