Encyclopedia of fairy-tale heroes: "Spruce". Hans Christian Andersen "Spruce Andersen Spruce read summary

Well, that’s the answer to where the song “A Christmas Tree Was Born in the Forest” came from. Simply put, the song is a retelling of Andersen's fairy tale. Up to the cowardly gray bunny. Only the sad finale, when the Christmas tree is thrown away, was not included in the song, for obvious reasons.

The tale is typically Hans-Christian: with the animation of inanimate objects and the retelling of what is happening from their - supposed - point of view. I remember that Professor Tolkien spoke disapprovingly of such tales: they say that the fabulous in them is only the replacement of people with animals or objects. Andersen usually succeeded brilliantly in this substitution, but there is a hole in the old woman. Carried away by animation, Hans-Christian immediately forgot that Spruce is a living being, not an object. And dream "Oh, I would rather be cut down to become a mast and see the world!" she can only in a suicidal impulse. One might as well dream of becoming a skeleton in biology class to look at the kids.

"It's a fairy tale!" - Romantics will cry. "It's for the kids!" I assure you, my dear romantics, it is children who see such subtleties best of all, they are not accustomed to write off author's mistakes as metaphors. It's adults who will forgive an emo suicide, but children will never. For children it is necessary to write as for adults - only better. It was in Andersen's best works, but not everything that came out from under his pen is a masterpiece.

Score: 5

And I would not say that Andersen is for children. I do not deny that those wonderfully illustrated books (for example, "Tales" of the Perm book publishing house) contain a selection of fairy tales specifically for children. However, having read the collected works of Andersen, I can say with confidence: this is a real adult reading!

"Spruce", in my opinion, is one of Andersen's best works. The parable beginning to some extent brings this tale closer to the “Three Palms” by M. Yu. Lermontov. A spruce living with a dream to grow up is somewhat reminiscent of an ordinary child who wants to grow up and become an adult as soon as possible. And decorated, but at the same time experiencing pain from the "fires"? Beauty requires sacrifice. But the spruce is also experiencing pain in anticipation of “tomorrow”, which will be better, when something finally happens that makes all the trees admire the spruce.

But Christmas Eve, which turned out to be “the happiest day”, the spruce also spent in anticipation of a miracle. And the life lived in the forest turned out to be not so bad, and it was more fun with mice than alone. So, in anticipation of a miracle and a bright happy life, the spruce grew old, and there was nothing to rejoice in the weed grass ...

This is an allegory of a person who lives in the throes of waiting for the beautiful, not noticing every moment, not seeing that life is beautiful in itself - whether in the pantry, in the forest, because it is finite. “... the tree has come to an end, - our fairy tale (= review) has come to an end. End, end! Everything in the world comes to an end!”

Score: 10

“Happiness is like health. While it is there, you do not notice it, ”said Mikhail Bulgakov. In my opinion, Hans Christian Andersen also had similar thoughts when he wrote the fairy tale "Spruce". The great Dane wanted to remind us of the transience of life, that happiness in it is only brief moments. Yes, everything in the world comes to an end! But how important it is to be able to enjoy the simplest things: that the sun is shining, that close people are nearby, that someone needs you ...

Why was the Christmas tree chosen as a metaphor, which, according to the plot, wasted its life so stupidly? This tree has a particularly short age. The New Year and Christmas holidays will flash by - and the forest beauty will have a direct road to the trash heap. The image is bright and most importantly - intelligible. Reason to think that there are no drafts in life. And you need to live HERE and NOW, and not in anticipation of a Bright Tomorrow. In my opinion, this is a particularly relevant story for Russia.

Score: 9

a fairy tale about how not appreciated what is. in fact, Yolka lived only with dreams about the future, she wanted something, she dreamed, forgetting to enjoy every moment, which is one and only.

Andersen far from all fairy tales “displays” such a happy ending, dear to the hearts of readers. Sometimes, as in this fairy tale, the end is very realistic and instructive. “A fairy tale is a lie, but there is a hint in it” - this is about this story

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Fairy tale Spruce

Hans Christian Andersen

Tale of the Fir tree read:

There was a sort of nice Christmas tree in the forest; she had a good place: the sun warmed her, and there was plenty of air, and older comrades grew around, spruce and pine. Only the Christmas tree could not wait to become an adult itself: she did not think about either the warm sun or the fresh air; I didn’t even notice the talkative village children when they came to the forest to pick strawberries or raspberries. They will pick up a full mug, otherwise they will string the berries on straws, sit down by the Christmas tree and say:

What a glorious tree!

And at least she wouldn’t listen to such speeches at all.

A year later, the Christmas tree grew by one shoot, a year later it stretched out a little more; so, by the number of shoots, you can always find out how many years the tree has been growing.

Ah, if only I were as big as the others! the tree sighed. - Oh, how wide I spread out with branches and looked out with the top of my head into the free light! Birds would make nests in my branches, and when the wind blows, I would nod with dignity, no worse than others!

And neither the sun, nor the birds, nor the scarlet clouds that floated above her in the morning and evening were to her joy.

When it was winter and the snow lay around in a sparkling white veil, a hare often appeared hopping and jumped right over the Christmas tree - such an insult! But two winters passed, and on the third the tree grew so much that the hare already had to run around it.

"Oh! Grow up, grow up, become big and old - there is nothing better in the world! - thought the tree.

In autumn, woodcutters came to the forest and felled some of the largest trees. This happened every year, and the tree, now quite mature, trembled every time - with such a groan and ringing large beautiful trees fell to the ground. Branches were cut off from them, and they were so naked, long, narrow - you just couldn’t recognize them. But then they were put on carts, and the horses took them away from the forest. Where? What was waiting for them?

In the spring, when the swallows and storks arrived, the tree asked them:

Do you know where they were taken? They didn't come across to you?

The swallows did not know, but the stork became thoughtful, nodded his head and said:

Perhaps I know. When I flew from Egypt, I met many new ships with magnificent masts. I think they were, they smelled of spruce. I greeted them many times, and they held their heads high, very high.

Ah, if only I were an adult and could swim across the sea! And what is it like, this sea? What does it look like?

Well, it's a long story, - the stork answered and flew away.

Rejoice in your youth! the rays of the sun said. - Rejoice in your healthy growth, the young life that plays in you!

And the wind caressed the Christmas tree, and the dew shed tears over it, but she did not understand this.

As Christmas approached, very young fir trees were cut down in the forest, some of them were even younger and shorter than ours, which did not know peace and kept rushing out of the forest. These trees, and they, by the way, were the most beautiful, always kept their branches, they were immediately laid on wagons, and the horses took them out of the forest.

Where are they? - the tree asked. - They're not bigger than me, and one is completely smaller. Why did they keep all their branches? Where are they going?

We know! We know! the sparrows chirped. - We have been in the city and looked into the windows! We know where they are going! They are waiting for such brilliance and glory that you can’t imagine! We looked in the windows, we saw! They are planted in the middle of a warm room and decorated with wonderful things - gilded apples, honey gingerbread, toys and hundreds of candles!

And then? - asked the tree, trembling branches. - And then? Then what?

We haven't seen anything else! It was incredible!

Or maybe I'm destined to follow this radiant path! - the tree rejoiced. - It's even better than swimming in the sea. Oh, how I yearn! If only it would be Christmas again! Now I am as big and tall as those who were taken away last year. Ah, if only I could get on the wagon! If only to get into a warm room with all this glory and splendor! And then? .. Well, and then something will be even better, even more beautiful, otherwise why else would you dress me up like that? Of course, then there will be something even more majestic, even more magnificent! But what? Oh, how I yearn, how I yearn! I don't know what is happening to me!

Rejoice me! - said the air and sunlight. - Rejoice in your youthful freshness here in the wild!

But she wasn't happy in the least; she grew and grew, winter and summer she stood green; she stood dark green, and everyone who saw her said: “What a glorious tree!” - and before Christmas they cut down her first. An ax entered deep into her very insides, the tree fell to the ground with a sigh, and she was in pain, she felt sick, and she could not think of any happiness, and longing was to be parted from her homeland, from the piece of land on which she grew up: she knew she, that she would never again see her dear old comrades, bushes and flowers growing around, and maybe even birds. The departure was not at all happy.

She woke up only when she was unloaded in the yard along with the others, and a voice said:

This one is just great! Only this one!

Two servants came in full dress and carried the Christmas tree into a large beautiful hall. Portraits hung everywhere on the walls, Chinese vases with lions on the lids stood on a large tiled stove; there were rocking chairs, silk sofas, and large tables, and on the tables were picture books and toys that had probably cost a hundred times a hundred riksdaler—or so the children said. The Christmas tree was placed in a large barrel of sand, but no one would have thought that it was a barrel, because it was wrapped in green cloth and stood on a large colorful carpet. Oh, how the tree trembled! Will something happen now? Girls and servants began to dress her up.

Small bags cut out of colored paper hung from the branches, each filled with sweets; gilded apples and walnuts seemed to have grown by themselves on the tree, and more than a hundred small candles, red, white and blue, were stuck in its branches, and on the branches among the greenery swayed dolls, just like living little men - the tree had never seen such - swayed among the greenery, and at the top, on the very top of her head, they planted a star strewn with gold sparkles. It was amazing, absolutely amazing...

Tonight, everyone said, tonight she will shine! "Oh! - thought the tree. - Hurry evening! Let the candles be lit! And

what will happen then? Will the trees come out of the forest to look at me? Will the sparrows flock to the windows? Will I not take root here, will I not stand undressed winter and summer?

Yes, she pretty much understood everything and languished to the point that her bark was downright itchy, and for a tree this is like a headache for our brother.

And so the candles were lit. What brilliance, what splendor! The fir tree trembled with all its branches, so that one of the candles went with fire on its green needles; it was awful hot.

Lord have mercy! - shouted the girls and rushed to put out the fire. Now the tree did not even dare to tremble. Oh, how scared she was! How

she was afraid of losing at least something from her decoration, how she was stunned by all this brilliance ... And then the doors flew open, and the children burst into the hall in a crowd, and it was as if they were about to knock down the Christmas tree. The adults followed closely behind. The kids froze in place, but only for a moment, and then there was such fun that it only rang in their ears. The children began to dance around the Christmas tree and one after another tore off the presents.

"What are they doing? - thought the tree. - What will happen next?"

And the candles burned out right up to the very branches, and when they burned out, they were extinguished, and it was allowed for the children to rob the tree. Oh, how they attacked her! Only the branches crackled. If she had not been tied with the top of her head with a golden star to the ceiling, she would have been knocked over.

Children circled in a round dance with their magnificent toys, and no one looked at the Christmas tree, only the old nanny looked out among the branches for a forgotten apple or date somewhere.

Fairy tale! Fairy tale! - shouted the children and dragged a little fat man to the tree, and he sat down right under it.

So we will be just like in the forest, and the tree does not interfere with listening, ”he said,“ only I will tell just one tale. Which one do you want: about Ivede-Avede or about Klumpe-Dumpe, who fell down the stairs, but nevertheless got in honor and took the princess for himself?

About Iveda-Aveda! - shouted one.

About Klumpe-Dumpe! others shouted.

And there was noise and uproar, only the Christmas tree was silent and thought: “But what am I, I’m no longer with them, I won’t do anything else?” She played her part, she did what she was supposed to do.

And the fat little man told about Klumpe-Dumpe, that he had fallen down the stairs, but nevertheless he got in honor and took the princess for himself. The children clapped their hands, shouted: “More, tell me more!” They wanted to hear about Iveda Aveda too, but they had to stay at Klumpe-Dumpa. The Christmas tree stood completely quiet, thoughtful, the birds in the forest did not tell anything like that. “Klumpe-Dumpe fell down the stairs, and yet he took the princess for himself! Here, here, it happens in the world!” - the Christmas tree thought and believed that all this was true, because such a nice person told. “Here, here, how do you know? Maybe I'll fall down the stairs and marry the prince." And she was glad that the next day she would again be decorated with candles and toys, gold and fruits.

“Tomorrow, I won’t be shaking like that! she thought. “Tomorrow I will enjoy my triumph to the fullest. Again I will hear a fairy tale about Klumpe-Dumpe, and maybe about Ivede-Avede. So, quiet and thoughtful, she stood all night.

In the morning a servant came with a maid.

“Now they will start dressing me up again!” - thought the tree. But they dragged her out of the room, then up the stairs, then to the attic, and there they thrust her into a dark corner where daylight did not penetrate.

“What would that mean? - thought the tree. - What should I do here? What can I hear here? And she leaned against the wall and stood like that, thinking and thinking. She had enough time.

Many days and nights have passed; no one came to the attic. And when finally someone came, then only to put a few large boxes in the corner. Now the Christmas tree was completely hidden in a corner, as if they had completely forgotten about it.

"It's winter outside! she thought. - The earth has hardened and covered with snow, people cannot transplant me, therefore, I, surely, will stand here under the roof until spring. How clever! What kind people they are after all!.. Now, if only it weren't so dark here, so terribly lonely... If only there was one hare! Still, it was nice in the forest when there was snow all around, and even a hare would slip through, even if it jumped over you, although at that time I could not stand it. It's still terribly lonely up here!"

Pip! - suddenly said a little mouse and jumped out of the hole, followed by another baby. They sniffed at the tree and began to scurry along its branches.

It's terribly cold here! the mice said. - And that would be just a blessing! Really, old tree?

I'm not old at all! - answered the tree. - There are many trees much older than me!

Where are you from? the mice asked. - And what do you know? - They were terribly curious. - Tell us about the most wonderful place in the world! You were there? Have you ever been in a closet where there are cheeses on the shelves and hams hanging from the ceiling, where you can dance on tallow candles, where you go in skinny, where you come out fat?

I do not know such a place, - said the tree, - but I know the forest, where the sun shines and the birds sing!

And the tree told everything about its youth, and the mice, having never heard anything like that, and, having listened to the tree, said:

Oh, how much you have seen! Oh, how happy you were!

Happy? - the tree asked again and thought about her words. - Yes, perhaps, they were funny days!

And then she told me about Christmas Eve, about how she was decorated with gingerbread and candles.

O! the mice said. - How happy you were, old Christmas tree!

I'm not old at all! - said the tree. - I came from the forest only this winter! I'm in the middle! I just went up!

How well you speak! - the mice said, and the next night they brought four more with them to listen to her, and the more the Christmas tree told, the more clearly she remembered everything and thought: “But the days were really fun! But they will return, Klumpe-Dumpe will return, he fell down the stairs, and yet he took the princess for himself, so maybe I will marry the prince! And the Christmas tree remembered a kind of pretty young oak tree that grew in the forest, and he was a real handsome prince for the Christmas tree.

And who is Klumpe-Dumpe? the mice asked.

And the tree told the whole story, she memorized it word for word. And the mice jumped for joy almost to its very top.

The next night, many more mice came, and on Sunday even two rats came. But the rats said that the story was not so good at all, and the mice were very upset, because now they liked the story less.

Do you only know this story? the rats asked.

Only one! - answered the tree. - I heard it on the happiest evening of my life, but then I did not think how happy I was.

Extremely bad story! Do you know of any other - with bacon, with tallow candles? Storeroom stories?

No, the tree answered.

So very grateful! - said the rats and went away.

The mice eventually also fled, and then the tree said, sighing:

And yet it was good when they sat around, these frisky mice, and listened to what I was telling them! Now this is over. But now I will not miss the opportunity to rejoice as soon as they bring me out into the world again!

But when it happened... Yes, it was in the morning, people came and bustled around in the attic. The boxes were moved, the tree was pulled out of the corner; she was, it is true, slammed painfully on the floor, but the servant immediately dragged her to the stairs, where daylight shone.

“Well, this is the beginning of a new life!” - thought the tree. She felt the fresh air, the first ray of sunshine, and now she was outside. Everything happened so quickly; the tree even forgot to look around itself, there were so many things around that were worth looking at. The yard adjoined the garden, and everything in the garden was in bloom. Fresh, fragrant roses hung over the hedge, stood in linden blossoms, swallows flew. “Vit-vit! My wife is back!" they chirped, but it was not about the Christmas tree.

“Now I’ll live,” the tree rejoiced, straightening its branches. And the branches were all dried up and yellowed, and she lay in the corner of the yard in nettles and weeds. But at the top of it still sat a star of gilded paper and sparkled in the sun.

Children were playing merrily in the yard - the same ones that danced around the Christmas tree on Christmas Eve and were so happy about it. The youngest jumped up to the Christmas tree and plucked a star.

Look what's left on that nasty old Christmas tree! - he said and began to trample on its branches, so that they crunched under his boots.

And the Christmas tree looked at the garden in its fresh decoration of flowers, looked at itself and regretted that it had not stayed in its dark corner in the attic; she remembered her fresh youth in the forest, and the merry Christmas Eve, and the little mice that had listened with such pleasure to the tale of Klumpe-Dumpe.

End, end! said the poor tree. “I wish I was happy while there was time. End, end!

A servant came and cut the tree into pieces - a whole armful came out; they blazed hotly under a large brewing kettle; and the tree sighed so deeply that every breath was like a small shot; The children playing in the yard ran to the fire, sat down in front of it, and, looking into the fire, shouted:

Pif-jaf!

And with every shot, which was her deep sigh, the Christmas tree recalled either a sunny summer day or a starry winter night in the forest, recalled Christmas Eve and the fairy tale about Klumpe-Dumpe - the only one she heard and knew how to tell ... So she burned down.

The boys were playing in the yard, and on the chest of the youngest was the star that the Christmas tree wore on the happiest evening of his life; he passed, and it's all over with the tree, and with this story too. It's over, it's over, and so it is with all stories.

Class: 3

The goal is to acquaint with a new literary work, teaching the formation of a personal opinion about the work, revealing the author's intention by analyzing the plot and comprehending the subtext.

Lesson objectives:

Educational:

  • to support the motive of students' interest through the use of the method of self-setting the objectives of the lesson;
  • continue to teach predicting the content of a literary work before reading in order to recreate in the imagination the images and pictures corresponding to the literary source;
  • to form a system of reading skills;
  • to activate “thoughtful” reading.

Developing:

  • to develop the speech of students, teaching them to build their own statements, and involving them in writing short essays on a given topic;
  • to develop in children a philosophical vision of the world;
  • develop critical thinking;
  • to develop the ability to analyze and evaluate the behavior of the characters in accordance with the author's intention, to characterize the character, referring to the text, to correlate the actions of the characters with their own life experience;

Educational:

  • drawing students' attention to the main idea of ​​the fairy tale “What is the most valuable thing in life?”;
  • to cultivate the ability to control one's activities, to evaluate it, based on objective indicators of knowledge; choose tasks according to the complexity of execution, evaluating their own capabilities;
  • create conditions for the upbringing of positive qualities inherent in people.

Type of activity - work with a literary text.

Type of lesson: Lesson for learning new material, teaching reading activity.

Equipment:

  • Textbook: "Literary reading". Part 2 / O.V. Kubasova. – Association XXI century. 2010.
  • TSO: multimedia projector, computer.
  • Cards for group work.
  • 6 hats.

“We are obliged to share with the world what is in us!”
G.H. Andersen.

During the classes

1. Organizational moment (1 min.) Emotional mood.

Teacher.- Let's start the lesson of literary reading. I think that it will raise serious questions for us, make us think and just bring joy from communicating with each other.

Don't be afraid of fairy tales, be afraid of lies.
What about a fairy tale? The story will not deceive
Tell a little story
And there will be more goodness in the world!

2. Motivation for learning activities. (1-2 min.)
The music of E. Grieg "Peer Gynt" "Last Spring" sounds.

Once upon a time, there lived an amazing storyteller in the world. He did not invent his fairy tales, he did not write them down in ink on paper margins. No... these very beautiful fairy tales grew in his garden. And every morning the sun rose a little and the water in the well became light and pink, the old man took a watering can and watered his still little fairy tales with the rose water of the Sunrise. And then all day, without straightening his back, he pulled out evil thorns. And it couldn't be otherwise. After all, if at least one thorn touches a beautiful fairy tale, it will grow prickly and evil. Well, who needs a beautiful, but evil fairy tale? That is why the fabulous gardener tried so hard from sunrise to sunset. And fairy tales grew, grew ... let out leaves, bloomed with delicate flowers. And once, having matured, they began to whisper: “It's time, it's time, my good storyteller!” And then the storyteller opened the gates of his garden and called all the children of the city to collect a fabulous harvest. (O. Driz)
- Why did the storyteller try so hard while working in his garden?
- Which of the amazing storytellers did the gardener remind you of? Why?

slide 2

3. Activation of existing knowledge in children. Checking homework. (5 minutes.)

For several lessons we have been working in a section called ... "Life is given for good deeds." slide 3

It contains works related to one of the literary genres. It… fairy tales.

How is a fairy tale different from other stories?
(the main thing in a fairy tale is fiction, fantasy)

Selective reading:

Read the words related to the first pea; second pea; third pea; fourth pea. How do you feel about each of the four peas? And what is your attitude to the fifth pea?

Appeal to the epigraph: “We are obliged to share with the world what is in us!” slide 4

4. Statement of the topic and objectives of the lesson. (1-2 min.)

Want to get acquainted with another Andersen fairy tale?

In Andersen's fairy tales, tears and laughter, grief and joy live side by side, just like in real life. He understood that even the most magical fairy tale should reflect life. Since childhood, Andersen loved to observe the life of plants. He himself wrote: “Sometimes it seems to me that every fence, every flower says: “Look at me, and the story of my life will be revealed to you. All you have to do is take a closer look. And as soon as I want, I immediately have stories.

With keen eyes, Andersen peered intently at the world, noticing much that eluded others. Apparently, this is how the fairy tale appeared, which we will read and analyze.

We have to figure out what the author saw? What did you notice? What did you want to awaken in the hearts with a fairy tale that you yourself invented?

Reading a poem to a student.

There are many sad and funny tales in the world
And we can't live without them.
And our class, suddenly, was again visited by a fairy tale
What is her name - here she is a hint.

Slide 5. Mystery

You can always find her in the forest -
Let's go for a walk and meet:
It is prickly, like a hedgehog,
In winter in a summer dress. (Spruce)

5. Preparation for the initial perception.

Acceptance "Forecasting".

What do you already know about eating? (Children talk about spruce.) Next, it is compiled spruce cluster (on the board)

An evergreen tree grows in the forest

Three guides are selected to supplement information about the spruce. Attachment 1

The 1st guide characterizes the spruce as a tree, using the illustration "Spruce"

Conclusion: spruce is a coniferous, evergreen tree.

The 2nd guide reads an excerpt from the popular science work “What is made of spruce?”

Conclusion: spruce is widely used by man.

The 3rd tour guide reads a poem by N. Filimonova "Yolka".

Conclusion: The Christmas tree is a symbol of the New Year.

Children summarize the information obtained, based on the compiled cluster.

- Children express their opinions , an argument ensues:

I think that the fairy tale is about the New Year's beauty, because the New Year is coming soon.

And I think that this work is about the benefits of spruce, since the section of the textbook is called “Life is given for good deeds.” etc.

Who will be right? Let's check our predictions.

6. Introduction to the work. (25 min.)

1) Watching the cartoon based on Andersen’s fairy tale “Spruce” (before the words “Rejoice in your youth and forest freedom!” p. 110

Reception "Tree of predictions": slide 6

On the board is a drawing of a tree with questions:

"How will it all end?"

(on the arrows - lines, students write down explanations for their versions. So they learn to argue their point of view, to connect their assumptions with the data of the text)

Answers of children of group No. 1

Answers of children of group No. 2

Fizminutka for the eyes (1 min.)

2) Reading “tug” (for strong students)

Reception “Reading with stops”(contributes to the development of thoughtful reading skills, makes it possible to suggest options for the development of further events, to show the ability to fantasize. It is based on observations of the reading process. Using this technique, we, as students, reach the climax of the work, to determine the main idea of ​​the work).

How did you decorate the Christmas tree? (information playback)

Why did the Christmas tree flutter?

What would change if the Christmas tree was ugly?

How do you think events will develop further?

Fizminutka (1 min.)

Let's have a rest together with Yolochka.

And today Winter has a housewarming party,

We are invited to fun with you (children stretch their arms up, to the sides).

The house is built of ice (children bang their fists on top of their fists).

And what low? (Chorus) Here is such a lowland! (sit down).

And what is the width? (Chorus) That's such a width! (raise arms to sides).

3) Watching the video clip “Christmas tree life after the holiday”

7. Conversation on the primary perception of the work and analysis of the text read. (2 minutes.)

What mood did you have after getting acquainted with the fairy tale of G.Kh. Andersen “Spruce”? Explain why?

"The Reception of Six Hats".

“Red Hat”: - What feelings does spruce evoke in you?

“Yellow Hat”: - How did it seem to you at the beginning of the tale and at the end of the tale?

“Green Hat”: - What advice would you give to a Christmas tree when it was still living in the forest?

“Black Hat”: - What would you like to ask the Christmas tree?

“White Hat”: - What positive feature did you notice at the Christmas tree?

Blue Hat: How would you like the fairy tale to end?

(Children choose the color of the hat at will and prepare their statements.

Each child was determined what question he wants to seek an answer to.

Groups of children were formed accordingly. They prepared answers to questions using selective reading, reading by roles, expressive reading, and reasoning. Then they speak in front of the class.

8. Revealing the idea of ​​the work. (2 minutes.)

Didn't it seem to you that the main characters in Andersen's fairy tales are people?

What words and expressions from the fairy tale support this idea?

What is this approach called in the literature? personification) Slide 7

The end of the tale is very sad: the spruce dies. Let's read the end of the story. What intonation should be when reading?

(This is a wise tale about what life is, what is most valuable in it.)

9. Reflection. (2 minutes.)

Let's compose a syncwine in order to better understand the feelings, the mood of the main character of the fairy tale. (writing on the board)

(What is she and why?)

Wonderful, small, pretty

(What does the spruce do?)

Dreams, sighs, trembles, rejoices, trembled

(Let's express our attitude to the fox: “Who is she in essence?”)

Poor tree

Using cinquain, talk about the storyteller's attitude to spruce. Slide 8

Children: The main character of the tale is a spruce. She is wonderful, small, pretty, all the time dreams of growing up and becoming a big tree. Her dreams came true, but it did not bring her happiness. Poor tree!

10. Summing up. (1 min.) Slide 9

Were your assumptions that you made at the beginning of the lesson confirmed?

What do the fairy tales of G.-Kh. Andersen?

One student said that Andersen's fairy tales are educational. This is true?

11. Homework. (1 min.) Slide 10

2) compose a filmstrip for a fairy tale;

3) come up with a different ending to the fairy tale “Spruce”.

Thank you for the lesson! slide 11

Hans Christian Andersen

There was a sort of nice Christmas tree in the forest; she had a good place: the sun warmed her, and there was plenty of air, and older comrades grew around, spruce and pine. Only the Christmas tree could not wait to become an adult itself: she did not think about either the warm sun or the fresh air; I didn’t even notice the talkative village children when they came to the forest to pick strawberries or raspberries. They will pick up a full mug, otherwise they will string the berries on straws, sit down by the Christmas tree and say:

What a glorious tree!

And at least she wouldn’t listen to such speeches at all.

A year later, the Christmas tree grew by one shoot, a year later it stretched out a little more; so, by the number of shoots, you can always find out how many years the tree has been growing.

Ah, if only I were as big as the others! the tree sighed. - Oh, how wide I spread out with branches and looked out with the top of my head into the free light! Birds would make nests in my branches, and when the wind blows, I would nod with dignity, no worse than others!

And neither the sun, nor the birds, nor the scarlet clouds that floated above her in the morning and evening were to her joy.

When it was winter and the snow lay around in a sparkling white veil, a hare often appeared hopping and jumped right over the Christmas tree - such an insult! But two winters passed, and on the third the tree grew so much that the hare already had to run around it.

"Oh! Grow up, grow up, become big and old - there is nothing better in the world! - thought the tree.

In autumn, woodcutters came to the forest and felled some of the largest trees. This happened every year, and the tree, now quite mature, trembled every time - with such a groan and ringing large beautiful trees fell to the ground. Branches were cut off from them, and they were so naked, long, narrow - you just couldn’t recognize them. But then they were put on carts, and the horses took them away from the forest. Where? What was waiting for them?

In the spring, when the swallows and storks arrived, the tree asked them:

Do you know where they were taken? They didn't come across to you?

The swallows did not know, but the stork became thoughtful, nodded his head and said:

Perhaps I know. When I flew from Egypt, I met many new ships with magnificent masts. I think it was them, they smelled of spruce. I greeted them many times, and they held their heads high, very high.

Ah, if only I were an adult and could swim across the sea! And what is it like, this sea? What does it look like?

Well, it's a long story, - the stork answered and flew away.

Rejoice in your youth! the rays of the sun said. - Rejoice in your healthy growth, the young life that plays in you!

And the wind caressed the Christmas tree, and the dew shed tears over it, but she did not understand this.

As Christmas approached, very young fir trees were cut down in the forest, some of them were even younger and shorter than ours, which did not know peace and kept rushing out of the forest. These trees, and they, by the way, were the most beautiful, always kept their branches, they were immediately laid on wagons, and the horses took them out of the forest.

Where are they? - the tree asked. - They're not bigger than me, and one is completely smaller. Why did they keep all their branches? Where are they going?

We know! We know! the sparrows chirped. - We have been in the city and looked into the windows! We know where they are going! They are waiting for such brilliance and glory that you can’t imagine! We looked in the windows, we saw! They are planted in the middle of a warm room and decorated with wonderful things - gilded apples, honey gingerbread, toys and hundreds of candles!

And then? - asked the tree, trembling branches. - And then? Then what?

We haven't seen anything else! It was incredible!

Or maybe I'm destined to follow this radiant path! - the tree rejoiced. - It's even better than swimming in the sea. Oh, how I yearn! If only it would be Christmas again! Now I am as big and tall as those who were taken away last year. Ah, if only I could get on the wagon! If only to get into a warm room with all this glory and splendor! And then? .. Well, and then something will be even better, even more beautiful, otherwise why else would you dress me up like that? Of course, then there will be something even more majestic, even more magnificent! But what? Oh, how I yearn, how I yearn! I don't know what is happening to me!

Rejoice me! - said the air and sunlight. - Rejoice in your youthful freshness here in the wild!

But she wasn't happy in the least; she grew and grew, winter and summer she stood green; she stood dark green, and everyone who saw her said: “What a glorious tree!” - and before Christmas they cut down her first. An ax entered deep into her very insides, the tree fell to the ground with a sigh, and she was in pain, she felt sick, and she could not think of any happiness, and longing was to be parted from her homeland, from the piece of land on which she grew up: she knew she, that she would never again see her dear old comrades, bushes and flowers growing around, and maybe even birds. The departure was not at all happy.

She woke up only when she was unloaded in the yard along with the others, and a voice said:

This one is just great! Only this one!

Two servants came in full dress and carried the Christmas tree into a large beautiful hall. Portraits hung everywhere on the walls, Chinese vases with lions on the lids stood on a large tiled stove; there were rocking chairs, silk sofas, and large tables, and on the tables were picture books and toys that had probably cost a hundred times a hundred riksdaler—or so the children said. The Christmas tree was placed in a large barrel of sand, but no one would have thought that it was a barrel, because it was wrapped in green cloth and stood on a large colorful carpet. Oh, how the tree trembled! Will something happen now? Girls and servants began to dress her up. Small bags cut out of colored paper hung from the branches, each filled with sweets; gilded apples and walnuts seemed to have grown by themselves on the tree, and more than a hundred small candles, red, white and blue, were stuck in its branches, and on the branches among the greenery swayed dolls, just like living little men - the tree had never seen such - swayed among the greenery, and at the top, on the very top of her head, they planted a star strewn with gold sparkles. It was amazing, absolutely amazing...

Tonight, everyone said, tonight she will shine! "Oh! - thought the tree. - Hurry evening! Let the candles be lit! And what will happen then? Will the trees come out of the forest to look at me? Will the sparrows flock to the windows? Will I not take root here, will I not stand undressed winter and summer?

Yes, she pretty much understood everything and languished to the point that her bark was downright itchy, and for a tree this is like a headache for our brother.

A small tree grows in the forest. She wants to grow up and is very embarrassed that a hare can jump over her, because this further emphasizes her small size. The stork tells her that he saw how masts for ships are made from older trees, and this makes the Christmas tree jealous. In autumn, the neighboring trees are cut down, and the sparrows tell her that they saw them being decorated and displayed in houses.

One day, the tree is also cut down to decorate the Christmas holiday with it. They buy it, bring it into the house, and on Christmas Eve it stands decorated with candles, painted apples, toys and baskets of sweets. The top of the Christmas tree is crowned with a gold star. Children come in and tear off all the sweets and gifts from the Christmas tree, and then listen to the tale of Humpty Dumpty (Klumpe-Dumpe).

The next day, the tree expects the celebration to continue, but the servants take it to the attic. She feels lonely and disappointed, but the mice come running to her to listen to her tell the tale of Humpty Dumpty. The rats also come and when they express their dissatisfaction with a simple tale, the mice go and never come back. In the spring, the Christmas tree, withered and lost its former colors, is taken out into the yard. The boy takes the star from its top. Therefore, the Christmas tree is cut into firewood and burned.



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