Festive decoration for the day of the village. High village holiday script
Mass celebration "Happy birthday, native village!"
(Music sounds. Presenters exit (2). Against the background of music, a verse about the Motherland)
In 1: My North is for the indifferent - prose!
Land of pine and birch forests.
The sun flared up, burned through the frosts,
The warm wind brought us a holiday!
In 2: There is no earth more pleasing to the heart,
Everything here is familiar and close from childhood,
Here the paths in the fields ran,
Like wrinkles in a mother's eyes!
V 1: And around the emerald expanse,
In reedy dewy eyelashes,
Like a gentle mother's gaze,
What kindness radiates!
B 2: Here in the fields do not go, but swim,
Spreading the colors with your hand,
The end of my inescapable love
White angel of the green planet!
B 1: There is an unspoken law in nature, -
Bringing all living things closer in the darkness,
In the thirst for life, through the morning dream,
Ask for silence breaking ...
B 2: The first bird chirps,
Fly around the formation of white-trunked birches,
Rise dawn, stretch out the rays to me,
Embrace me, my expanse! (fanfare sounds)
V 1: Dear fellow villagers and guests of the village, with an open soul and sincere heart, we open this holiday in honor of such and such an anniversary of the birth of the village of such and such.
B 2: We congratulate you on this wonderful wonderful day and wish you:
May our village be happy for everyone,
May everyone meet here both joy and a dream,
Our village will give to all people today,
Health, peace, fun, beauty!
Together: Happy birthday dear (name of the village)!
(Children exit "Dance with balls" children remain on stage)
At 1: Today, a festive concert of amateur arts in honor of the birthday of the village is being led (the presenters introduce each other).
В 2: And also, together with us they opened the program and set a joyful mood for such and such a team, such and such a leader. Greet them with applause. The kids run backstage.)
B 2: I would like to read the words of the Soviet writer Georgy Klubitsky:
... It's good in our yard! It is good to walk in the bluish snow in winter. It’s good in the spring too, when the buds open and the birds call joyfully to one another… But it’s best in the summer—everyone knows that: it’s warm, the grass is short, neatly mowed near the bench. And a conspicuous fence, with smooth tops, stretched into the distance of the road. A man walks and thinks “A good man lives here… the owner!”…
V 1: We once again want to sincerely thank (appeal to residents by the name of the area, example: Muscovites, Orenburg residents ...) for the joy and beauty that they bring to themselves and people! Dear fellow villagers, take an example from them! (Presenting diplomas and gifts)
B 2: The word for congratulations is given to the Head of the village to such and such (a performance with all the regalia. (Speech by the head of the village with a congratulatory speech of citizens).
At 1: (concert continues) Like a path sometimes meets a path,
To walk side by side together
So I am with you, my beauty,
Met heart on the way!
Love won't go away, won't be forgotten
Like a bird cherry brush is white,
I sing, and it's not for nothing that I wonder
You understood everything with your heart without words!
In 1: Lives on the whole planet cheerful people - children!
Katyusha, Jeanne, Petit - their names are simple!
Live naughty, funny funny,
Rather, with them, my friend, dance and you!
B 2: (represents the participants in the amateur art act)
B 1: Do not worry in vain, for nothing and never,
If you are in a fairy tale, well, think trouble ...
You can meet a hundred friends there,
Hundreds of cartoons to watch
Everything comes true in the world, if you really want!
B 2: (represents the participants in the amateur art act)
Number of amateur performances. Song
B 1: Everything was mixed up, spun in this dance with daring,
We leave all the problems and hardships for later!
You will not find a more joyful and beautiful dance in the whole world,
If you don't know how, you can dance, if you don't want to, you can go!
B 2: (represents the participants in the amateur art act)
Number of amateur performances. Dance
Q 1: Where does music originate?
Where is that life-giving source?
In the woods where the bird cried out,
Beginning of musical lines?
Where does music originate?
In what region is its dawn?
In the land where childhood has faded,
In the land where you left a trace!
B 2: (represents the participants in the amateur art act)
Number of amateur performances. Song
B 1: Black curls dissolve,
lace fan in hand
Twirl with a silk skirt
Black top light!
The heel will make a loud noise,
temperamental shot,
And the curve of the guitar is thin, -
Sorrow rises in my throat...
B 2: (represents the participants in the amateur art act)
Number of amateur performances. Dance
B 1: I'm a cheerful girl, I would sing all the songs,
To know this was born, I can not lose heart!
To what love brings, then you roar, and then you sing,
At our young age, you can't live without love!
B 2: On stage with an optimistic composition… (introduces the participants in the amateur art act)
Number of amateur performances. Song
V 1: In the world every moment a melody will be born!
Will a flower bloom, or a stream flow!
And even in the cold, when the snow sparkles,
Like blue, blue, frost, a melody will be born!
B 2: (represents the participants in the amateur art act)
Number of amateur performances. Song
B 1: Again the music plays, again calls friends to the circle,
The rhythm lights up again, do not spare the guys feet!
Long-awaited motives, again stir the soul,
You don’t want to, but you jump up, your legs themselves want to dance!
B 2: (represents the participants in the amateur art act)
Number of amateur performances. dance
In 1: You are already zhonushki-girlfriends, mother-in-law, gossips,
Already you grandmothers dove, you don’t see time in vain,
Yes, go out into the circle, and dance merrily together,
And teach others! Ridiculously funny, sinfully funny!
(A girl in an old Russian sarafan enters the stage and begins to sing prikamie, a Russian folk song-conversation, during the song a dance ensemble enters the stage. One after another, women enter the stage, in their hands linen towels stretch from one to another ( sag a little). Women are, as it were, fastened in a round dance with towels. They walk slowly, humbly, with their heads down and move along the stage in a dance)
Song-monologue (prikamye)
- The people came together at a good hour, they went to the baptismal courtyard, oh, oh, lily, little ones, to a named one;
- The damp pine forest rustled from the dark forests, we are newcomers from that pine forest, oh, li-and, little ones, to your guest;
- Oh, yes, the stars are bright, asterisks, and those stars, like this smile, oh, li-i, little ones, and peace be with you;
- Oh, accept the gifts of the frets, do not be angry, good people, oh, li-and, little ones, bow to you;
- All the ducks are swimming from the sea, the red girls are walking from the field, oh, li-i, lileshenki, dew wormwood;
(for each verse, women make a new round dance movement. After singing, they don’t leave the stage, but seem to freeze ...)
B 2: You are grannies at least where, grandfathers blushed ...
Since such a thing has gone, go out into the dance boldly!
(suddenly a ringing cheerful melody for dancing begins to play and the women on the stage begin to move to the beat, igniting the rhythm and start dancing)
At 1: (the host reminds the audience who was on stage and accompanies them with applause. A farewell melody sounds).
We sincere hello to you
Compatriots are sent
To meet joyfully, gloriously,
We want this holiday!
B 2: We wish you happiness,
On this day of the people,
And success in work
And grain-growing fields!
B 1: And good mowing,
And clear weather
And health and strength,
For many years!
B 2: Dear fellow villagers and guests of the village, let me complete our amateur concert with this wish and once again congratulate you on a wonderful holiday!
Together: Happy birthday dear (name of the village!)
(The final composition sounds, the exit of all participants to the stage and their presentation by the presenters)
The holiday is over!
Scenario of the concert program
on Village Day - Patronal feast
Archangel Michael
with. Peresypkino 1st
Tambov Region
1:
Good afternoon dear fellow villagers!
2
:
Good afternoon, dear guests!
1: We are glad to welcome you to our holiday SELA!
2: May this holiday give you a good mood.
1 : Among fields, forests and arable lands
There is an ordinary village.
Here I know every path,
I was lucky to be born here.
My village is by the river
Where barefoot and in the dew,
I bathed my childhood, so that forever
Capture in all its glory.
2: Love you at any time of the year
My dear home village
And on a warm day, in any bad weather
With you, my heart is always light.
And on this day - in the village revival
And the eyes radiate a kind light,
After all, the village celebrates its birthday
And many happy and long years to him!
Song Golden Russia
1 .In our Tambov side
There is a village on the river.
The one who started life here
Peresypkino named.
2 : Guys are masters here
Dexterously rule all things,
But women also match
They will not give in.
1 : Low bow to you, our guests,
There are no more beautiful guests in the world,
Everyone is smart, cheerful,
Where are they from?
2 : It seems that many are familiar,
Seeing many for the first time
Don't worry, you are at home
Every guest is dear to us!
1 .Well, friends, it's time to come,
We cannot delay.
Let's start the holiday
To glorify our village.
Song Village
2:
A special holiday is coming
What is called Michael's Day!
Angels are flying today
Today, people are waiting for a miracle.
No need to work today
And you can only relax!
And remember, finally, about friendship -
Invite all friends to visit.
1:
May there be a lot of happiness on this holiday
Rather, it will enter your door!
And only faithful expensive
Your destiny will go forward!
Flamenco dance
2: Our village is beautiful and rich, but people are its real decoration. We see them every day, they live nearby, they are hardworking and modest. These simple people are not accustomed to fame, but their life, their daily work is a source of human wisdom and selflessness. The word for congratulations is providedhead of the village council Styrov A.V.
Head speech
1: Our land is beautiful by the people living on it, and these people are marked not only by selfless labor, but also by a feat of arms. In the year of the 70th anniversary of the Great Victory, we say thank you for peace on earth to our villagers who have passed the roads of war, for peaceful fields, poured ears, for the song of the lark, for everything that is called life!
2: There would be no victory without those who remained in the rear. It was they who found the strength to replace those who had gone to the front, and to endure, to bear the brunt of the war years. They received terrible news - a funeral. It was their lot that fell to grief, and need, and cold, and hunger, and waiting for the rest of their lives. It was they who received triangular letters.How they were expected - these little soldier triangles. And how my heart sank when I received gray sheets of paper, which indicated that a husband or son died a heroic death.
Song "Nastasya" - Olga Vityutneva
1: Village, sweet village,
A wave of accordion, a wave of rye.
Through hope and unbelief
You are on your way to rebirth.
The song "We are two shores with you" - Orlova Larisa
2: My village, native village,
I am yours, I am a country man.
Your fate is with my fate
Forever connected with you!
Song "Village" Timofeev Alexander
1 : There is such a folk wisdom “That kind is good - where old people are respected and honored ... and that holiday is glorious, where they are the main place.
2: White flock of years flew by,
But the soul is still young
The nightingales haven't sung everything yet
Not all the water has flowed
On this day, both festive and bright
You be sad, not the time - not the time
Long years to you, white apple trees
Joy to all happiness and goodness!
1: From a pure heart with an open mind
Today we wish you a great life
So that there is health, and happiness, and joy,
So that the years fly by and are not a burden!
Song "Boots" - Shlykova Victoria
2: Beautiful wedding - any,
She is the result of great love.
Silver, gold,
Name any wedding
The splendor of the ceremony
Lovers' hearts beauty
For the eyes, for all one consolation,
For fellow countrymen - holy purity.
1: Today at our holiday there are married couples - anniversaries who have been married for many years. We invite you to the stage
Letyagins Tatiana and Yuri
Pustovalov Lyudmila and Yuri,
who celebrated their 25th wedding anniversary. This year they are celebrating silver weddings. All the inhabitants of our village wish you health, happiness, love, harmony and well-being!
The head of the village council Styrov A.V. addresses you with congratulations.
Song "I wish you happiness" - Timofeevs Roman and Alexander
2
: Over the years, becoming more mature, stricter in feelings.
Suddenly you begin to understand
There is no person closer and dearer
Than a woman whose name is Mother!
The song "Mom-Mommy" - a duet of Victoria Shlykova and Olga Vityutneva
1: Mothers! Your feat is rarely appreciated by awards. But you deserve the highest honors. On the eve of the All-Russian holiday of Mother's Day, we want to congratulate all the women of our village, wish them health and happiness!
2: Hurry to her through years and separations
To comfort and hug her
Kiss your hands with reverence
That woman whose name is Mother!
Song "Talk to me, mom" Larisa Orlova
1: As long as there is a school in the village, it means to live in the village! Despite the fact that our school is small, many worthy people came out of its walls who became professionals in education, medicine, construction, economics, and other fields. With all my heart I would like to congratulate our wonderful teachers on the holiday, who every day put a part of their soul into our children!
2:
There is no richer and more generous in the world,
Than these people, forever young.
We remember all our teachers
Although they themselves are almost gray-haired.
They are in the fate of each of us,
They pass through it like a red thread.
We proudly pronounce every time
Simple three words: "This is my teacher!
1: We are all in his best hands:
Scientist, doctor, politician and builder...
Live always in your students
And be happy, our captain is a teacher!
The poem "Papa" is read by Pustovalova Lyubov
Dance "Dandies"
2: - On this day, I especially want to congratulate the workers of the village council, whose work is directly related to the life of the entire village, and to say heartfelt thanks to you for your contribution to the development of the village!
1.- Workers Councilcongratulations today!
May your home be filled with prosperity.
We wish you great success and prosperity,
You have gained fame with well-deserved work.
Thank you for your hard work
Love for the native land, the traditions of the fathers.
Bow to you low for patience and care!
May there be joy and love in your life!
East Dance
Song "Nochenka" - Gromova Sofya
2: Probably each of those present at the holiday with great respect and gratitude treat those people who, day and night, in any bad weather, rush to help people. These are nursing staff.
1: For diligent service
Before, now, again and again
Honor and respect to you
Gratitude and love!
Dear healthcare workers! A musical gift sounds in your honor:
The song "Nothing we can do with you" - Sorokina Lyubov
2
: Dear fellow countrymen
Honor and glory and pride of Russia
You are in business, you are great in work
Your names are very simple
Anna, Maria and Anastasia
Michael, Ivan, Peter
Your souls are wide like the world
You are the hope and conscience of Russia!
1: Glory to peace on earth!
Glory to the bread on the table!
Glory to those who raised bread,
He spared no effort and effort.
Glory to them, hello from us!
Good and happy hour!
2: From the bottom of our hearts we congratulate agricultural workers, workers, we wish you success in your great work!
Vocal group I threshed on the stove
The Cossack rode through the villages
1: As soon as the lights go out in the windows
And pitch darkness will come
Only he is on the whole site
Won't sleep tonight
2: And let our people sleep peacefully
And not afraid of the evenings
After all, our district inspector
Always ready to help in need
1: On the holiday, we want to congratulate our district inspector Yuri Alexandrovich Maslov and wish him success in his difficult, but so necessary service for all of us! Music sounds for you congratulations "A guy walks at sunset" - Kuznetsova Nadezhda
2: I'm walking through the village - towards me smiles,
Familiar, kind faces,
Hearts of gold - ingots of gold,
Which you can be proud of.
And hello to everyone, "and how are you,
Many of them have known me since childhood.
Learned with some, grew up with others
Or lived next door
1: Today, with great gratitude, we congratulate service workers! These are lovely, modest women who work in the post office, Sberbank branch, pharmacy, patiently and attentively help their customers. Thank you for your kindness and understanding.The song “Someday” by Sorokina Lyubov sounds for you
2: Let laughter and joy
ringing song
Again they will pour over the village,
Let the guests make us cramped
May happiness enter every home.
Dance "Disco partisans"
1 : Beautiful, gentle, polite and sympathetic girls and women working in the field of trade, we congratulate you on the day of the village and dedicate it in your honorthe song "Indian Summer" - Kosenkova Lyubov
2: There are a huge number of holidays in our life and none of them can do without cultural workers who, with their creativity, kindle your hearts, creating a holiday for everyone, opening the cherisheddoor to the world of beauty.
1
: Culture Workers
Congratulations today
And creative success
We wish them to work!
health, inspiration
And new achievements
good excitement,
Significant accomplishments!
Song "Berry-currant" - Kuznetsova Nadezhda
2: In Russia Is it only accordion
Were all beginnings the beginning?
And in the ringing of bells
Our holiday sounded in antiquity.
We believe it is still possible
Will be back again, our best day.
We're on the road again
To the origins of Russian villages,
So that you gain faith again
If you are destined to rise,
And to resurrect in full measure
Villages become centuries old.
1:
May every day and every hour
What fate has taken for us
Brings joy with the sunrise
And a lucky star shines on you
Keeping from troubles and life's adversity.
Good luck and sincere laughter
Health to all, for many years!
2:Let our farms
Always flourish
May the forces of the peasantry
They don't melt with age!
1: So be healthy,
Live richly
How the villages lived
Once in Russia!
Song "We wish you happiness"
This concludes the concert program, until we meet again, dear fellow villagers!
Scenario of the Day of the Village - 2013 "We have fun"
Solemn fanfare sounds.
The leader takes the stage.
Hello native village!
There is no more beautiful and dearer in the world,
Than our beloved green, flowering, beautiful
Bulatovskoe rural settlement!
Hello! Hello!
This means - health, good to you!
It means - we are glad to see you now.
And we are rightfully proud of your attention,
And admire the light of smiles and eyes!
We are starting our festive concert dedicated to the Village Day!
We sit well (Girlfriends and Red Rowan)
Everyone knows the streets today
From end to end
Why are they so anxious now
The inhabitants have good hearts.
Every resident, look around and look around,
How our village flourished in its no longer young years!
Our village is celebrating the birth,
She is worthy of admiration.
We speak without further ado:
"Happy birthday, native village!"
The birthday of the village is the birthday of all the people who lived and live in it! Dear fellow villagers! Congratulations on the Village Day!
Artem Mollaev
We are glad that our village has so many friends, and they all came to us and are ready to give a piece of their soul.
What happiness!
We say to everyone: hello!
Welcome to our native corner
Where the furious surf hits the river bank,
Where the sky is insanely blue.
We begin our congratulations. Our first guests from ... (name of the city.) I am pleased to invite you to the stage ... (full name, position.)
Thank you for your kind wishes!
So that this holiday leaves a mark in the soul,
Please accept this festive greeting from us.
Dance with a shawl and a saber (Larisa Shamatonova)
Leading. And we continue to accept holiday greetings from our esteemed guests! And I would like to invite you to our stage with pleasure (full name, position)
Chastushki (Nastya Leshkovtseva and Dasha Chekalova)
Leading. The baton of holiday greetings and wishes moves on. And I am pleased to invite you to the stage (full name, position)
(guest performance)
Leading. Green-dressed gardens and boulevards
And the beauty of summer flowers...
I admire your beauty, old friend,
My dear village...
Let the bright sun shine on the way!
Dear village, we will affectionately say:
"Live dear, bloom and grow!".
Sophia Novenkova gives you a musical gift - meet!
Forever (Sofya Novenkova)
There are in our native spaces
Little corner.
There is no sweeter and more beautiful on earth,
Here is our native threshold!
Here the sun is brighter and warmer,
Here the sky is blue
People are kinder and kinder
And greener grass!
This is what our wonderful village looks like today! All this is the merit of people, people of different ages, different professions, different hobbies that make our village beautiful. For the contribution to the renewal and prosperity of our native village, today we express our gratitude to all these people. And to sum up the results of the competition for the improvement of our village, I invite the head of the administration of the Bulatovsky rural settlement Rusova Lyubov Nikolaevna to the stage.
(Speech and awarding of the Head of Administration)
Leading. For all the residents who are not indifferent to the beauty of their native village, once again a storm of applause and, of course, a song as a gift!
Love me like this (Lyubov Rusova)
Leading. It is probably very pleasant for all of us that the competition has already become a good tradition, which once again emphasizes not only the beauty of our village, but also the aesthetic taste of our dear fellow villagers. This, of course, is a competition for the most original bouquet "I see a wonderful freedom ...", the winners of which we will now award.
(Award for the contest "I see a wonderful freedom")
Leading. How beautiful our life is sometimes,
How much light, happiness and kindness.
How many joyful minutes will know
A man who saw no evil in her!
If we are faithful to hope,
If we forget about the bad -
So, we will live peacefully as before,
So everyone will be happy!
For everyone who took part in this competition, our musical gift.
Horse (Village boys)
Leading. Everyone, probably, has his own city, his own village, his own corner. And for someone it is more beautiful and better than ours. But our village belongs to us, and we are part of it, and for us it is the most beautiful, the most dear.
After all, our village is all of us - the people who live here or just those who love it and come here to visit.
Thank you, dear friends and guests, for loving our village like we do!
And once again, Happy Holidays! Happy birthday dear village!
Modern dance (dance group "New generation")
Leading. The Bulatov side is generous with talents. And we are convinced of this again and again. And with pleasure we will sum up the results of the contest "Our hands are not for boredom"
(Awarding the winners of the competition)
For our talented countrymen, the next musical gift.
And he is nobody's (Red Rowan)
Let's go back to where childhood was left
The road home has already appeared ...
All the same faces in the native land,
And pleases there children's laughter under the window.
The future of our village is, of course, our children! And they also participated in the drawing competition "Flowering Country". And like every competition, there are winners here too.
(Awarding children for the drawing competition)
Nastya Leshkovtseva sings for the winners. Meet!
Grapes (Nastya Leshkovtseva)
Congratulations, congratulations!
Holiday is good!
Let the hostess bring tea
Large handmade cake.
Our guests, without a doubt,
Looking forward to a joyful day;
I hope treats
Enough here for me.
Our dear Bulatov women have golden hands. And we were convinced of this at the exhibition - competition - "Hostess". And the winners of this competition are………
For you - incomparable ladies, our next musical gift!
And summer is the color of the sky (Mikhail Zapryagaev)
May this holiday bring you joy, laughter, smiles, good mood! And we give you our songs!
Orange dreams (Irina Novenkova)
Artem Mollaev
The song is an irreplaceable friend!
With a song in life more fun.
With her, care is not a concern.
How much generous power in it!
Work argues with the song
Rest brighter and brighter ...
And when the girls sing
The nightingale is silent.
Victoria Lebedeva sings for you!
No (Victoria Lebedeva)
We need to celebrate this day
All together: with a song and together.
And we are lucky today
The whole village has gathered today!
Let the village walk that day
Let have fun, rest!
I'll call you a cloud (Anatoly Demidov)
Letter to beloved (Girlfriends)
Oh and you are a Russian song
Oh and a miracle - good
Let's sing this song
The whole soul will open!
Road (Village Boys)
I love you at any time of the year
My native Russian village.
And on a warm day, in any bad weather
With you, my heart is always light.
A familiar birch nods to me,
And I answered her "Hello!" I say
How good it is for me, how simple in Russian
Live in my bright, gentle land.
And on this day - in the village revival
And the eyes radiate a kind light.
Village celebrates its birthday
Many joyful and good years to him!
You have to believe in love (Lyubov Rusova)
Fresh wind (Artem Mollaev and Mikhail Zapryagaev)
Dance (Larisa Shamatonova)
Let the years run by
Bypassing all the bad weather,
We wish you with all our heart
Love, health, happiness!
And a love song performed by Sofia Novenkova and Mikhail Zapryagaev.
Song about love (Sofya Novenkova and Mikhail Zapryagaev)
Well, what. Our concert ends, but the celebration continues! I would like to wish you health, good luck, and excellent mood! Happy birthday, native village!
Birthday (Girlfriends and Red Rowan)
Despite the fact that the new century brings new technologies, traditions and musical preferences into our lives, our love for folk festivals and old Russian holidays (, Meeting Winter and others) remains unchanged. And even, on the contrary, there are more and more such holidays over the years and in each locality they have their own: Ax Holiday, Blacksmith's Day, Honey Savior, Festival of Folk Crafts, etc. and almost all of them are accompanied by fairs, master classes of various ancient crafts and handicrafts and, of course, concerts and performances of folk groups.
We present our collection Funny scenes in folk style for Village Day and other holidays, which will be useful in the preparation of programs for such holidays.
Scene in folk style "Regular bus"
Characters:
Driver (he also plays the harmonica)
1st grandmother (with knapsacks),
2nd grandma (with basket),
A man (with a knapsack).
Everyone stands at the back of each other's heads, turning their faces into the hall, clinging to each other, as if there was a crush on the bus. There may be more participants, these are passengers in a crowded bus. The characters stand in the following sequence (from right to left): Driver, 1st grandma, Man, 2nd grandma. The melody played by the harmonist driver can be anything, something simple is best. Participants can sing or speak in recitative.
Driver:
Like herrings, full of people.
The people in a stampede got a dispute,
We will pass the conversation on to you.
1st grandmother: Oh, why are you crushing me!
Do I look like a horse?!
I can't hold you anymore
And now I'm definitely going to fall.
2nd grandmother: Stop it, women, damn it!
Be cultural people!
It's very hard for me to go...
I have bottled milk.
Man: Well, squeezed, bitches, that's the trouble!
Neither breathe nor spit anywhere.
What to do, mother your goat!
I'm not going to bring eggs to the city!
1st grandmother: We all need to go anyway.
Everything must be peacefully resolved.
2nd grandmother: What did you shout: "Kar, yes kar!"
Better take care of your goods!
1st grandmother: Let me pick up my bag
You will feel like you are at home.
If only someone gave up their place (looks around)
And there is no more strength to stand.
Man: So it's more comfortable to stand now,
Just check your bag
Cucumbers, you're probably taking
You pour the pickle on my hand. (Licked his hand)
1st grandmother: Oh, sorry, people, that's the trouble!
The main thing is not to go anywhere (Tossing).
I brought a cat to the city,
He always has incontinence.
Man: What are you, an infection, your mother!
I'll strangle you, woman!
2nd grandmother: Anything can happen, citizen.
The main thing is that they are being transported, and there is gasoline.
Still, it would be much worse
If your balls were crushed.
1st grandmother: That's for sure, not me, killer whale, you scold.
Better save your eggs.
Driver: The regular bus runs into the distance,
Like herrings, full of people.
If only it were the other way around -
Honest people would not laugh.
Folk song-game "Mother-in-law had seven sons-in-law"
(The scene is suitable for a program or any rural holiday)
Characters:
Leading
mother-in-law
Sons-in-law: Khomka, Pakhomka, Klementy, Dementy, Zakharka, Makarka, Vanyushenka
(A young girl is chosen for the role of mother-in-law).
Dear mother-in-law, you must invite seven sons-in-law to visit you. Choose from all those present, only look at the good ones, so as not to regret later.
We ask seven men to come out who have already been in the role of son-in-law and those who are just going to become one.
The first son-in-law of Khomka and the last Vanyusha may be artists of the folk theater. They should be familiarized with the role in advance, the rest of the participants will be guided by them. Each participant is given a plate with a name and a clue word on the back.
- Mother-in-law - on one side it says "Mother-in-law", and on the back the words, which she needs to say during the game for the laugh of the sons-in-law and personally for the son-in-law Vanya:
1. My mother-in-law had seven sons-in-law…….
And also Vanya-darling, beloved son-in-law.
2 .
Vanya, darling, come quickly.
3.
Vanya-darling - a pie with cabbage.
4. The mother-in-law began to see off the sons-in-law.
Vanya-darling - on a violent head.
- Vanyushechka written their the words:
1. It's me!
2. I'm going.
3. Thank you!
4. Oh!
- U other sons-in-law the words:
1. (Name) - son-in-law!
2. (Name) - coming!
3. (Name) - pie!
4. (Name) - in the neck!
Explain to all participants essence of fun: The mother-in-law sings the first line, all the sons-in-law repeat it, then each takes a step forward, says a phrase, saying his name, and steps back. Then the mother-in-law says a personal phrase for Vanyushenka, he answers. Then the second line for everyone: mother-in-law, son-in-law, separately for Vanya, etc.
TEXT
Mother-in-law: My mother-in-law had seven sons-in-law.
sons-in-law(in chorus): Mother-in-law had seven sons-in-law.
Homka-son-in-law!
Pahomka-son-in-law!
Klementy-son-in-law!
Dementia-son-in-law!
Zaharka-son-in-law!
Makarka-son-in-law!
Mother-in-law: And also Vanya-darling, beloved son-in-law.
Vanyushechka: It's me!
Mother-in-law: The mother-in-law began to invite her sons-in-law to visit.
sons-in-law(in chorus): The mother-in-law of her sons-in-law began to call.
The hamster is coming.
Pahomka is coming.
Clement is coming.
Dementia is coming.
Zaharka is coming.
Makarka is coming.
Mother-in-law: Vanya, darling, come quickly.
Vanyushechka: I'm going.
Mother-in-law: The mother-in-law began to treat the sons-in-law with a pie
sons-in-law(in chorus): The mother-in-law of the sons-in-law began to treat the pie
Homke pie.
Pakhomke-pie.
Clementine pie.
Dementia pie.
Zakharke-pie.
Makarke pie.
Mother-in-law: Vanya-darling - a pie with cabbage.
Vanyushechka: Thank you!
Mother-in-law: The mother-in-law began to see off the sons-in-law.
sons-in-law(in chorus): The mother-in-law began to see off the sons-in-law.
Homku - in the neck.
Pahomku-in the neck.
Clementia - in the neck.
Dementia - in the neck
Zakharka in the neck.
Makarka in the neck.
Mother-in-law: And son-in-law Vanyushenka, for the luxuriant hair.
Vanyushechka: Ouch!
Presenters: Thanks to all participants!
Musical scene-song "Darling, good!"
Song to motive "
Grandmother lived a gray goat "
Participants of the skit:
Marusya - a very tall girl (standing on stilts or a stool, sundress, at the same time, to the floor)
Vanyusha is a man, much shorter than Marusya.
Assistants - (can be of any gender, dressed in folk costumes stand between them).
The essence of fun: participants sing in turn, focusing on the last word in the line: Marusya, helpers, Vanyusha, helpers again, etc. (they turn, at the same time, to the one they are addressing, stretch out their hands, gesturing.)
Marusya: Dear, good, why are you silent? / 2 times.
Helpers (to Vanya - in chorus): What are you, what are you, why are you silent? / 2 times.
Vania: I am not silent, I admire you / 2 times.
Helpers (to Marya - in chorus): What are you, what are you, let me see! / 2 times.
Marusya: My dear, my good, why don't you come? / 2 times.
Helpers (to Vanya - in chorus): What are you, what are you, why don't you come? / 2 times.
Vania: I came, but you are not at home. / 2 times.
Helpers (to Marusa - in unison): What are you, what are you, where are you?! / 2 times.
Marusya: Dear Vanyusha, why don't you kiss? /2 times.
Helpers (to Vanya - in chorus): What are you, what are you, what are you not kissing? / 2 times.
Vania: I would kiss, but you will not get! / 2 times.
Helpers (to Marya - in chorus): What are you, what are you, such a dumbass? / 2 times.
Marusya: We sang to you, and you listened to us.
Vania: We sang to you, but you did not clap.
Helpers (in the hall - in chorus): What are you, what are you, clap your hands / 2 times.
for village day "Three Sisters and a Vet"
Characters:
Marfushechka
Maryushka
Nastenka
Veterinarian
In a certain kingdom, in our state, there lived, there was not a king, a peasant. And he had 3, not a son, a marriageable daughter.
(The sisters come out each to their own musical passage)
First Marfushechka-darling (coming out)
And the second Maryushka (coming out)
And the third Nastenka (coming out)
The sisters sing together (to the motive “Going on a visit ...”):
Why do we have in the village
Do the girls all have a stroke?
Because he came to us
Young veterinarian.
Thirty years old
And good-looking.
And with all this
Idle.
Leading: Here are the sisters in the evening
Dreaming under the window.
Marfusha: If he took me as his wife,
We would be newlyweds.
And the neighbors are amazing
We would wave to the Maldives!
Or maybe, however
We would live in Monaco.
Marya: You messed up, sister.
Well, what a border.
He is the vet of everything.
How much do you want from him?
Out to the next village
Drove - consider yourself lucky.
Marfushka: Maybe he'll get rich
You can make money here.
I will help him
I can inspire.
There will be a brain, there will be a salary.
Marya: Well, yes, yes, give a shovel?
You will be raking in money.
Well, little sister, you dream.
You, Marfusha, overheated,
Seen the serials.
We don't have oligarchs
Where are the rich clients?
Pekingese are expensive
There are no such people here.
There are cows and bulls.
Getting rich here is out of the question.
Marfushka: So let's eat in the city.
We'll find someone there.
At least some overwhelming
But rich, cool.
Marya: And I don't care about abroad.
I sleep well at home.
Well, if it were with someone,
Generally, no problem.
If only he would take me as his wife.
He would have arranged an emergency.
From marital debt
Wouldn't run away.
And to the envy of all girlfriends
There would be a sexen revolution.
Nastenka: Where can you find such power?
You will drive your husband to the grave.
Now, if I became a wife,
I would protect him.
He would be well-groomed, well-fed,
Always trimmed and shaved.
I would love him so
Delicacies fed,
Waiting for him from work
And the dust particles would be blown away.
Marya: From care from such
He would run away to someone else.
If you eat sweets
That will make you sick
Will pull on salty.
Yes, what can I say to you.
From the wife should be
Smell of sex, not borscht.
Nastenka: I would give birth to children.
The children would have kept him.
Leading: Sisters didn't notice
That the fellow stood on the sidelines.
Without getting involved in this dispute,
Silently listened to the conversation.
Then I decided to go out to them
Joined the sisters' conversation.
Veterinarian: Hey girls are good.
I speak to you from the bottom of my heart.
All three of you in one
Ideal wife.
One would inspire me
One concern surrounded
And from the third night spent.
That would be a class for me to live like this.
But I'm not a sultan for a harem,
We have such a problem.
So don't judge me
Be more brides.
Leading: The sisters thought.
Their faces became sad.
The moral is just to say:
In everything, girls, you need to know the measure.
Impromptu scene "Don't be bad yourself"
Actors and lines:
Female: "Why manure?!"
Garden: "E-mine!"
Cultivator: "Pour gasoline!"
Watering machine:"Turn down the pressure!"
Turnip: "Ah, leave me!"
Son: "Beer would!"
Daughter-in-law:"I'm just from the salon!"
Grandson: "Got it already!"
Granddaughter: "I want to go to Paris!"
Neighbor:"A real colonel!"
Shovel: "Eh-ma!"
Text reads Leading. The characters named by him pronounce their line. The material can be used on or on the anniversary of a woman who is fond of gardening. In this case, you must add her name.
Impromptu text
once upon a time Female. Like all real Russians Women she loved to rest in vegetable garden. He used to go into the special store "Everything for the Garden", look at Cultivator, on the watering machine and think: “Yes, with such a technique, what would I have Turnip born!” And I decided Female buy Cultivator and Sprinkler machines u and plant Turnip. cultivator cultivates the land Watering machine watering. And grew up Turnip big big big! Decided Turnip woman put away. Pulls, pulls, can't pull. called Woman Son son to daughter-in-law. They pull, they pull, they can't pull it out. called Daughter-in-law of the Grandson. They pull, they pull, they can't pull it out. called Grandson Granddaughter. Granddaughter behind grandson, grandson behind Snoha, daughter-in-law behind son, son behind woman, woman behind turnip... Pull-pull - they can't pull it out. Passed by at that time Neighbor with shovel. dug Neighbor Shovel and dug turnip! Moral: rely on technology, but don't make a mistake yourself!
It has become a good tradition to celebrate Village Day every year. This holiday takes place at different times in different villages. In our farm, it coincides with the end of field work, with the Day of Agriculture and Processing Industry. I think that my scenario will help organize such a holiday for those who are not indifferent to their village, to their small homeland.
The script of the holiday "Village Day"
Good afternoon, dear farmers!
Hello, dear guests of the village!
We are pleased to welcome you to our holiday "Village Day"
And at this hour - in Indian animation
And the eyes radiate a kind light.
Village celebrates its birthday
Many joyful and good years to him!
As any birthday is always noticed by the guests, ours is no exception.
We are glad to see familiar and dear faces in the hall. May this holiday bring you joy, smiles, good mood! And we give you our songs!
Let me open the festive evening with the song "Indychanskie girls"
There are places in vast Russia,
What you won’t find on large maps.
In a special way, the sky there seems to be blue,
There is a special smell of cherries.
This is the place where you were born
Often referred to as a province.
Only the edge is not more beautiful -
He will always be the only one for us!
The song “My Motherland” sounds, author Georgy Sviridov, performs the ensemble
I love you at any time of the year
My native homely farm.
And on a warm day, in any bad weather
With you, my heart is always light.
A familiar birch nods to me,
And I answered her "Hello!" I say
How good it is for me, how simple in Russian
Live in my bright, gentle land.
And I want to believe that our farm was born under a lucky constellation that protects us for many years. And each star in this constellation is each of us, the inhabitants of the farm! Today we will name these stars after you!
And we rightfully dedicate the first star to the head of our settlement Miroshnikov V.I.
Vladimir Ivanovich, you have the floor!
The song "The edge of the mountain ash", translated by N. Kadysheva. Performed by the ensemble.
Yes, there are different bosses,
But let's be honest:
Without them, all work would sour
And would have stood up in a stupor instantly.
She won't get better
Without their business spirit.
And if the authorities try -
That will triple your profits!
We name the star "Glory to the grain growers" in honor of the workers of arable land and fields. We congratulate and invite to the stage the most important star in this beautiful constellation - Semisinova A.A.
Dear bakers!
You can handle all the secrets of the craft,
You serve your land honestly -
Keepers of the Russian village,
you our congratulations and songs.
Dance "Kalinka"
The old legend says,
When a person is born
A star in the sky will light up
To shine on him for the rest of his life.
This year - in our friendly family - replenishment! A wonderful baby was born, which means that a new star lit up in our constellation: and its name is Krivonosov Kirill Igorevich
We invite parents of a newborn with a baby to this stage.
Dear baby!
Let your star shine
At least - up to a hundred years,
May happiness surround your house,
May there always be joy in him!
Song "I love him too" Words and music by Irina Dubtsova.
October 2 was World Day of Older Persons. Our sincere congratulations to all our fellow villagers who already have rich life experience, have gone through many life trials. Long years to you, our dear and respected senior comrades. May the sky above you be peaceful, and health remain strong. Special words and heartfelt congratulations we address to Bondareva Tatyana Vasilievna, as she sets us an example of longevity.
The floor for congratulations is given to Ovsyannikov M.P.
Happy holiday and accept as a gift
Song "Curtains" from the movie "Matchmakers", author Maksimov Mikhail
Most recently, the whole country celebrated the professional holiday of educators. As long as there is a school in the countryside, it means that the village will live! Despite the fact that our school is small, people who have become professionals in education, medicine, science, valiantly serve in the Russian army, work in ministries and departments have come out of its walls.
There is only one school in the village
Like the moon in the night.
School is a golden ray
School is our home.
School is a star
To shine on us always.
Today, we light the star "Learning is Light" in honor of the teaching staff of the Kuibyshev basic comprehensive school
Dear colleagues! Without your love, filled with radiant light, without your faith in your work, the school would not have risen so high in its achievements. It is you who ignite the spark of knowledge in our children with the fire of your soul, teach patience, kindness, and curiosity.
For diligent service
Before, now, again and again
Honor and respect to you
Gratitude and love!
A musical gift for you!
The song "City of Big Lights", lyrics by I. Sekachev, music by D. Koldun. Performed by Kalanchin D.
Since ancient times, as legends say, -
Love was sacred
But the more sacred millions of times,
Kohl managed to save her family!
Of all human relationships, the family is the oldest and greatest. Loyalty, love, the upbringing of children are the strongest laws of all human good!
Round dance with scarves.
The song "What a lady is missing", author Katerina Galitsyna - performed by Semisinova A.
Family life is not only love, but also complete mutual understanding and mutual assistance. On this day, I would like to congratulate couples who have been walking hand in hand for many years, in sorrow and joy, in sickness and health.
We sincerely congratulate the silver anniversaries. It is time to call our current autumn not golden, but silver, because 4 married couples celebrated this glorious anniversary this fall. We wholeheartedly congratulate and invite to the stage:
A married couple - Vladimir Ivanovich Miroshnikov and Margarita Vasilievna, who married on August 26, 1989,
Chernukhin Alexander Sergeevich and Lyubov Vasilievna, who married on September 2, 1989,
On September 18, 1989, the Kalyuzhny family of Nikolai Vasilyevich and Anna Nikolaevna was born,
And the wedding season of 1989 was completed by the Bondarevs Sergey Mikhailovich and Svetlana Vasilievna, who were shouted BITTERLY on September 30th.
We invite you to the stage...
We wish you happiness and health!
We wish you vivacity and strength!
So that every day of ordinary life
It only brought you joy.
We name the Devotion star in your honor, silver anniversaries, and give you a song!
Song "Silver Weddings", music by Pavel Aedonitsky, lyrics by Ekaterina Sheveleva
Dance "Modern Rhythms"
This year, our fellow villagers formed new families. Miroshnikova Tanya changed her surname to Gladush, Tsvirkunova Lisa became Rubleva.
Today, Babichev Vladimir and his chosen one Yulia were legally married.
Breaking the petals of daisies,
When happiness so wanted at least a sip,
The girl was waiting to say
"Loves!" her last petal...
And wandering through the deserted streets,
Fascinatingly looking at the moon,
The guy thought with the bitterness of wormwood,
If he says no, I'll go crazy...
Only the cunning stars blinked,
The universe told them a secret:
Loves! Loves! Loves! - they knew.
Yes! Yes! Yes! is the only answer.
And today, dear ones, all desires
Your ardent quivering hearts
Shone instantly with a diamond face
Wedding gold rings.
So kiss under the sun of happiness!
Even if sadness rains
I want you to kiss too!
Kiss in the morning, at night, in the afternoon...
We sincerely wish you all
So that your share is enviable,
So that there are no problems and hardships in life,
May your eyes always laugh
May you always be above you, not a day or a year
These angels are light curly.
The song "I met a rose" is a Russian folk song.
I looked through the open door
There, a candle burned softly,
The icon hung over her -
The prayer was silent.
Mother bent over the candle,
There was concern in his eyes,
And lips are tired of whispering
Asking forgiveness from God.
For the son to return home,
And the bullets didn't hit him.
So that the days of the coming spring
Warmed my heart and soul.
Mothers! Your feat is rarely appreciated by awards! But you deserve the highest honors! You are fulfilling your duty to the Motherland by seeing off your sons to the army.
We proudly pronounce the names of the guys who today serve in the ranks of the Russian Army. This is:
Pokhozhaev Viktor Eduardovich
Litvinov Maxim Yurievich
Today we thank the parents of our defenders "for the excellent education of their sons."
And we dedicate the star "Valor" to soldiers and their mothers.
Thank you guys for being you
What is the main thing in the life of a soldier's honor
For the fact that you protect the world and sleep
For the ancient cathedrals crimson ringing!
Thank you guys for the joy of children,
We wish to have only reliable friends
We sincerely love and wait for you home
Defender of the Fatherland - a warrior, a hero!
Song "Ships" Music by Dmitry Koldun. The author of the words - I. Sekacheva performs Radchenkov A.
The health of our “big family” is closely monitored by Elena Vladimirovna Bondareva and Tatyana Grigorievna Mukha, who do their best to ensure that the citizens of our settlement undergo medical examinations on time, receive vaccinations, and rush to help themselves in difficult times. In your honor, dear doctors, who have recently celebrated their professional holiday, we light the star "Health"
You are like a fairy - modest and airy.
You bring peace and love to the world
And you will not remain indifferent
Relieve anxiety and pain quickly.
In your gentle, caring hands
Everyone is on the mend faster.
There is less pain and grief.
They don't call you a nurse for nothing!
The song "My Beloved" by A. Semin-Osipova, from the movie "While the village is sleeping"
Letter to daughter...
Something very tired, the pressure is jumping,
And it started to rain outside.
Soon the doctor will come, maybe he will prescribe drops,
Well, in general, everything is fine ...
How are you now, daughter?
You rarely write to me
Apparently you don't have time...
The rain has gone more.
Drumming on the roof.
Forgive me, if anything, I love ...
Do not scold for calls and ridiculous letters,
There is simply no one else to write to.
I myself understand, it happens - it makes no sense
But I miss you again...
Rain is forecast...
There's nothing you can do, autumn ...
As always, you will not go anywhere ....
If anything, I'm sorry, I missed you very much ...
All in time, daughter, you will understand ....
In any weather, people with heavy bags over their shoulders are in a hurry to hand over such letters and the most different ones to us. They will deliver newspapers on time, they will gladly hand out pensions to those who have earned them over a long life, and for some reason they always try to leave as soon as possible .... probably because in many yards they are eagerly awaited. Dear post office workers! Please accept my most sincere congratulations and wishes for good weather. Pleasant letters and telegrams that bring joy to your customers. Happiness to you, health, you are welcome guests in every home.
Congratulations today from the bottom of our hearts
All of you, our dear postmen.
You get money for your work
We wish you millions!
Let the blizzard crack with frost
Let the thunder rumble outside the window with rain -
But the postman hurries to the house with news,
Rejoice with good news.
Let them hang orders on your chest,
All of you will be marked with the highest test!
Thank you post country
Your work deserves special praise!
Dance "Flashmob"
The level of well-being of our people can be judged by how large the assortment of goods on the shelves of our stores is. And he's huge! And this is the greatest merit of those behind the counter. And people working for us are not indifferent, attentive, loving their work. They will offer goods, and listen to wishes, and fulfill orders, and bring beauty near retail outlets!
Dear girls!
You fully deserve the words of sincere gratitude for your hard work. For working with people is the most responsible and difficult. And I know firsthand how your legs are buzzing by the end of the working day.
Happy holiday. Please accept my most sincere congratulations and wishes for good earnings, fewer revisions, understanding commissions, health to you and family well-being!
Trade and sell -
Not an easy task
May in all your affairs
You will be lucky!
May health be with you
For another two hundred years
So that with your loved ones always
Lived together!
For profit to go on the network,
Happiness above the roof
And our heartfelt greetings
you now hear!
Friends! There are a huge number of holidays in our life, and not one of them can do without cultural workers.
Odes and sonnets are not written about you,
And do not compose songs in your honor.
Maybe the poets didn't hear
That there is a cultural worker in the world.
Artists do not get up on cotours,
To celebrate great things
humble worker of culture,
An important worker of the village.
However, not for the line in the verse,
Not for gratitude from the "face".
They just know exactly what the answer is
For human souls and hearts.
We dedicate the star "Inspiration" to the workers of the cultural center
and all participants in amateur performances.
The song "Telling, do not tell", authors A. Borovyh, A. Kostyuk
In the land where the nightingales, without stopping,
Bring out their trills under the moon
Boils from bird cherry in spring
Indychiy is my native farm.
In a quiet corner of my neighborhood
Cherished dreams will come true.
After the white poplar blizzard
Your favorite flowers will bloom.
Round dance of birches at the edge,
Lush pine trees in slender rows.
I will ask, as in childhood, the cuckoo:
"Don't cuckoo, cuckoo, I'm in trouble."
Such a majestic river
Its waves are blue.
The aroma of honey is braided
Meadow grasses in lace.
The echoes of centuries are deaf and strange,
I peer into the river expanse:
Belyans are floating along the river again,
And the choir of old songs is heard.
And I don't need a more beautiful fate,
I saw distant lands.
You are my hope and joy
My little homeland.
Dear friends! See what bright constellations shine over our beloved village, illuminating the starry path of the creation of our beloved hinterland.
Every year our farm becomes more beautiful and cozier. The streets are full of flowers, the windows of well-groomed houses smile at passers-by. To sum up the results of the competition for the best farmstead, the floor is given to Miroshnikov V.I.
The “Improvement” star is lit in honor of the family farmstead of the Radchenkovs Ivan Ivanovich and Tamara Ivanovna.
From a pure heart with an open soul
Today we wish you a great life
So that there is health, and happiness, and joy!
So that the years fly by and are not a burden!
Song "And in the village ...", Ukrainian folk song
In the steppe, covered with mortal dust,
A man sat and cried
And the creator of the universe walked by
Stopping, he said:
I am a friend of the downtrodden and the poor,
I save all the poor
I know many sacred words
I am your God - I can do anything
Your sad sight makes me sad
What misfortune are you in?
And the man said:
I am Russian!
And God wept with him.
YES! We are Russians. We are villagers. And this is not an easy fate. We have a special status, we have a responsible mission on earth - to feed people, to love the earth ....
Good, wonderful people
He lives here in his small homeland.
No, God did not offend us by fate,
for everything that is and will be, answering.
Holy attraction of the earth
We feel it with every cell of our heart.
Who else knows how to work
Like a Russian rural man?
Someone will say: up to a seventh sweat.
Or rather, the whole earthly age.
Who else knows how to live like this
Community, big family?
I don't need to explain:
Our man is rural and simple.
Song "To the edge of the meadow", folk song
The joy of today was shared with you by the employees of the KFOR, participants in amateur art activities, and students of the Kuibyshev school.
Bow to you, kind, bright people - hard workers!
Peace and happiness on earth!