Учащиеся делятся на две команды. Напротив каждой команды стол с разложенными в произвольном порядке карточками (буквы алфавита). По сигналу учителя первые участники команд добегают до своих столов, находят карточку с буквой А, откладывают отдельно и бегут назад. Вторые находят В, кладут рядом с А и т.д. Выигрывает та команда, которая быстро и правильно расставит буквы в алфавитном порядке.
Каждая буква должна поймать свою рыбку.
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2. Инсценировка сказок
Stepmother: We’ll go to the ball today. What shall we wear, I wonder? We haven’t got new clothes. And I want some new clothes for the ball. I want a party dress.
Pat: And me, too. I want a beautiful white evening dress. And I want a blue hat and white shoes.
Liz: And me, too. I want a beautiful blue evening dress, blue shoes and a white hat.
Cinderella: And me, too. I can’t wear these old clothes. I want some new clothes.
Cinderella: Yes, me.
Stepmother: You can’t go to the ball.
Pat: No, you can’t go to the ball.
Liz: No, you can’t go to the ball.
Postman: Oh yes, she can look here. The invitation card says: “To Lord Basil and Lady Sybil and their three daughters. “So she can go to the ball”.
Stepmother: Oh, no she can’t.
Postman: Oh yes, she can.
Pat and Liz: Oh, no, she can’t.
Stepmother: Oh yes, she can.
Pat and Liz: What?
Stepmother: Yes, she can go to the ball. Of course she can. Thank you, postman. You have a very busy day today. Goodbye, postman. Cinderella, you can go to the ball. But first there’s some work for you to do. Make beds, go to the shop and buy food and drink, make tea, wash my clothes…
Liz: Wash my clothes.
Pat: And my clothes!
Liz: Wash my dress!
Pat: And my dress!
Liz: My stockings!
Pat: My socks!
Stepmother: And only then can you make your dress for the ball. And then you can go to the ball.
Cinderella: Oh no! I can’t do all that today! How can I go to the ball now?!
Puff-The-Ball Wants To Have Friends
Story-teller: Puff-the-Ball hasn’t got parents. He wants to have friends. One day he goes out to look for friends. He walks on and on. He sees a Cat.
Puff-the-Ball: Hello, Pussy. I’m looking for a friend. Do you want to be my friend?
Cat: Of course. Please, take me with you.
Puff-the-Ball: With great pleasure. I want to have a friend. Come with me.
Story-teller: So Puff-the-Ball and Pussy-the-Cat walk on and on. Then they see a little Dog.
Dog: Hi! Are you looking for a friend? You are two and I’m alone. Please take me with you.
Puff-the-Ball: And who are you?
Dog: I’m Rex-the-Dog.
Cat: OK. Come with us. We want to have a friend, too. Puff-the-Ball, Pussy-the-Cat and Rex-the Dog walk on, and on, and on. Soon they see a Hare.
Hare: Hi! Are you looking for a friend? You are there and I’m alone. Please, take me with you. I want to be your friend.
Puff-the-Ball: And who are you?
Hare: I’m Jack-the-Hare.
Dog: Then come with us. We want to have a friend, too.
Story-teller: So Puff-the-Ball, Pussy-the-Cat, Rex-the-Dog and Jack-the-Hare walk on, and on, and on. Soon they see a Frog.
Frog: Hello! Are you looking for a friend? Please, take me with you. You are four and I’m alone.
Cat: And who are you?
Frog: I am Flop-the-Frog. I want to be your friend, too.
Story-teller: So Puff-the-Ball, Pussy-the-Cat, Rex-the-Dog, Jack-the-Hare and Flop-the-Frog walk on, and on, and on. Soon they come to a nice house. Puff-the-Ball: Look! What a nice house. The house is very big. We can all live in this house.
Jack-the-Hare: Very good.
Flop-the-Frog: Very, very good.
Story-teller: Now Puff-the-Ball has got four friends: Pussy-the-Cat, Rex-the-Dog, Jack-the-Hare, Flop-the-Frog and now they are living happily in this nice big house.
How the Tail of the Fox Became White
The Fox The Old Woman
The Cocks The Story-teller
(An Old Woman walks slowly across the stage She has a stick in her hand)
Story-teller: Once upon a time there was an old woman, who had a large farm. She had many cows, sheep, pigs and chickens. She had to take care of her animals and do all the housework. This was too much for her, so one day she went to find someone to help her.
(The Story-teller goes off. The Old Woman appears from the right, the Bear – from the left).
Bear: Where are you going, lady?
Old Woman: I’m looking for someone to take care of my cows, sheep, and pigs.
Bear: Ah! That’s just the work for me. I have wanted to find that kind of work for a long time.
Old Woman: Oh? I’m glad. Will you help me? But can you call the sheep to come home?
Bear: Yes, yes, just listen. (He calls loudly). Ouff! Ouff!
Old Woman (sadly): No, no, you will never do. Your voice will frighten all the sheep in the country. They will never come home.
(She goes to the left and the Bear – to the right. In a few seconds she appears again and meets the Wolf).
Wolf: Where are you going, lady?
Old Woman: I’m looking for someone to take care of my cows, sheep and pigs.
Wolf: Why not take me? That’s just the work for me.
Old Woman: Do you know how to call animals?
Wolf: Oh, yes, just listen. Ow-w-w! Ow-w-w!
Old Woman: Oh, you will not do, your voice is so unpleasant that my cows will never come home.
(They part. Soon the woman enters again. The Fox follows her).
Fox (very politely): Where are you going, my good woman?
Old Woman: I’m looking for someone to take care of my animals.
Fox (happily): Ah! That’s just the work for me. My voice is very soft, and the animals will come at once when I call them.
Old Woman: Let me hear you call them.
Fox: Certainly. Tum-ta-ta. Tum-ta-ta!
Old Woman: That’s very good, indeed. I’ll take you. (They go out).
(A room in the Old Woman’s house)
Story-teller: All went well for a few days. In the morning the Fox drove the sheep and cows to the field. He fed the pigs and looked after the ducks and chickens. But one morning the Old Woman missed her little black pig.
Old Woman (with a broom in her hand): Where is my little black pig, Mr. Fox?
Fox: He is out in the field. He will soon come home.
Old Woman: And where is the old black hen and her little chickens?
Fox: Oh, she found a new nest down by the river. (The woman goes out).
Story-teller: Now imagine you are looking at the yard behind the Old Woman’s house. There is a can of milk in the yard. The cocks and hens are eating corn. The Fox comes in and tries the to catch a hen.
Cocks and Hens (running about): Chuck-chuck-chuck! Ca-darcut! Ca-darcut!
(The Fox catches a hen. The woman comes back with a broom in her hands. She sees the Fox with a hen in his month).
Old Woman: You are a cruel fox! You’re a thief! (She throws the broom at him). You ate my little black pig and my old black hen and her chickens. Shame on you!
(The Fox tries to run away but upset a full can of milk).
Story-teller: Look at the Fox! The tip of his tail has touched the milk on the ground and it has become white.
(The Fox runs away).
Story-teller: The Fox ran off into the forest as fast as he could; and to this day the tip of a fox’s tail is always white.
The Little Round Bun
Little Round Bun
Story-teller: Once upon a time there lived an old man and an old woman who were very poor. And they kept getting poorer and poorer till there was nothing left to eat in the house, not even bread.
Old man: Do bake us a bun, old woman! If you scrape out the flour box and sweep out the bin, you’ll have enough flour.
Old woman: I am trying.
Story-teller: So the old woman scraped out the flour-box and swept out the bin, she made some dough and she shaped a little round bun out of it. She baked the bun and put it on the window sill to cool. But the bun jumped out of the window and onto the bench outside, and from the bench onto the ground, and away it rolled a long the road! On and on it rolled, and it met a Rabbit.
Rabbit: I’m going to eat you up, Little Round Bun!
Little Round Bun: Don’t do that, Fleet-Feet, let me sing you a song instead.
Rabbit: All right, let’s hear it!
Little Round Bun: Here it is!
“I was scraped from the flour-box
And swept from the bin
And baked in the oven
And cooled on the sill.
I run away from Grandpa,
I run away from Grandma,
And I’ll run away from you, this minute I will”.
Story-teller: And off it rolled and away! By and by it met a Wolf coming to ward it.
Wolf: I’m going to eat you up, Little Round Bun!
Little Round Bun: Don’t to that, Brother Wolf, let me sing you a song instead.
Wolf: All right, let’s hear it!
(Round Bun sings a song).
Story-teller: And off it rolled and away! By and by it met a Bear coming to ward it.
Bear: I’m going to eat you up, Little Round Bun!
Little Round Bun: Don’t do that, Brother Bear, I’ll sing you a song instead.
Bear: All right, let’s hear it!
(Round Bun sings a song)
Story-teller: And off it rolled and away! By and by it met a Fox coming toward it.
Fox: I’m going to eat you up, Little Round Bun!
Little Round Bun: Don’t do that, Sister Fox, I’ll sing you a song instead.
Fox: All right, let’s hear it!
(Round Bun sings a song)
Fox: Sing some more, please, don’t stop! Hap onto my tongue, so I can hear you better.
Story-teller: Little Round Bun jumped onto the Fox’s tongue and began to sing:
Little Round Bun: “I was scraped from the flour-box
And swept from the bin –“.
Story-teller: But before it could go on, the Fox opened her mouth and – snap! – she gobbled it up.
Tom does not want to go to school
(After “The Adventures of Tom Sawyer” by M. Twain).
Sid, his younger brother
Mary, a servant
Story-teller: Look! This is Tom. He is doing his lessons, he is reading a book. Near, you can see his brother Sid. Sid is drawing something.
(Tom drops his book, stands up and goes up and down on the stage. Then he stops, thinks a little and smiles; then the expression on his face changes as if he had an awful toothache).
Tom: Sid, oh, Sid.
Sid (continuing to draw): Yes?
Tom: Oh, Si-i-id…
Sid (getting up and coming up to Tom): Tom! I say, Tom!
Tom (turning away from Sid): O-o-oh! (Looks at the public, he wants to say he has no toothache at all).
Sid: What is the matter, Tom?
(He shakes him and tries to look into his face).
Tom: Oh, don’t Sid. Don’t shake me!
Sid: Why? What is the matter Tom? I shall call Aunt Polly.
Tom: I forgive you everything, Sid. When I am dead…
Sid: Oh, Tom, you are not dying!
Tom: I forgive everybody, Sid. Tell them so.
(Sid runs away for Aunt Polly. Tom quite changes. He stops groaning, he even whistles, then he hears steps).
Sid: Oh, Aunt Polly, come! Tom is dying!
Aunt Polly: Dying?
Sid: Yes come quick!
Aunt Polly: Nonsence, I don’t believe it. (She comes up to Tom). You, Tom! Tom, what is the matter with you, child?
Tom: Oh, Auntie, my tooth aches awfully.
Aunt Polly: Your tooth? And what is the matter with your tooth?
Tom: It is loose and aches awfully.
Aunt Polly: Sit down. (Tom sits down with his face to the public). Open your mouth. Well, you are right. Your tooth is really loose. Mary!
(Aunt Polly calls her servant Mary, who enters).
Mary: Yes, Mam?
Aunt Polly: Please, bring a thread and a candle.
Mary: All right, Mam
(Tom gets up quickly).
Tom: Oh, please, Aunt, don’t pull it out. It doesn’t hurt me now. I shall go to school!
(He tries to gather his books and note books and put them into his bag).
Aunt Polly: Oh, Tom, so all this was because you didn’t want to go to school.
Mary (holding a candle and a thread). Here they are, Mam.
Aunt Polly: Sit down, Tom.
(Tom obeys unwillingly. He takes out a cork or a piece of chalk with a thread and puts it into his mouth. He does it quite secretly. Mary ties threads together and then ties one of the thread to the table or a chair. All this done in such a way that the public can see everything. Then Aunt Polly lights the candles and suddenly thrusts it almost into Tom’s face. He cries and all the public can see Tom’s “tooth”.
The Hen and the Rose
(by Beatrix Potter)
(Действие происходит в красивом саду)
Story-teller: There was a beautiful rose in a garden. Every morning she looked at the sun and smiled. But one morning the sun was surprised to see that the rose looked sad.
Sun: Dear Rose, why do you look so sad?
Rose: I’m so unhappy because a worm is eating my leaves.
Sun: I’ll not shine until Rose is happy.
Story-teller: So he hid behind a cloud. The wind came along.
Wind: Father Sun, why are you not shining today.
Sun: Rose is so unhappy. A worm is eating her leaves.
Wind: I’m so sorry for Rose. I won’t blow until Rose is happy.
Story-teller: A bird was surprised when the wind stopped blowing.
Bird: Mr. Wind, why have you stopped blowing?
Wind: Rose is so unhappy. A worm is eating her leaves.
Bird: I will not sing.
Story-teller: The bird met a hen.
Hen: Why do you look so sad?
Bird: Rose is so unhappy. A worm is eating her leaves.
Hen: I can help her. Come with me.
Story-teller: The hen found the worm and ate it.
Hen: See, how I have helped the Rose and had breakfast.
3. Знакомство со страной изучаемого языка
Проводится в классах, которые первый год изучают английский язык.