Samuil Marshak

Twelve months

dramatic fairy tale Characters

The old stepmother.

Stepdaughter.

The Queen, a girl of fourteen.

Chamberlain, a tall, skinny old lady.

Queen's teacher, professor of arithmetic and calligraphy.

Chief of the Royal Guard.

Officer of the Royal Guard.

Royal Attorney.

Ambassador of the Western Power.

Ambassador of the Eastern Power.

Chief gardener.

Gardeners.

Old Soldier.

Young Soldier.

Old Raven.

First Belka.

Second Belka.

Twelve months.

First Herald.

Second Herald.

Courtiers.

STEP ONE

PICTURE ONE


Winter forest. Secluded clearing. Undisturbed snow lies in wavy snowdrifts, covers the trees with fluffy hats. Very quiet. For a few moments the stage is empty, even as if dead. Then a sunbeam runs through the snow and illuminates the whitish-gray Wolf's head, peering out of the thicket, the Crow on the pine tree, the Squirrel, perched in the fork of the branches near the hollow. There is a rustle, the flapping of wings, the crunch of dry wood. The forest is alive.


Wolf. Woo! You will look as if there is no one in the forest, as if it is empty all around. Don't fool me! I smell - and a hare is here, and a squirrel in a hollow, and a raven on a branch, and partridges in a snowdrift. Woo! That would have eaten them all!

Crow. Carr, carr! You lie - you won't eat everyone.

Wolf. And don't croak. My belly is cramped with hunger, My teeth are clicking.

Crow. Carr, carr! Go, brrat, your dear, do not touch anyone. Yes, look, no matter how you are touched. I am a sharp-sighted vorron, I see thirty miles from a tree.

Wolf. Well, what do you see?

Crow. Carr, carr! A soldier is walking along the road. Wolf death is behind him, wolf death is on his side. Carr, carr! Where are you, grey?

Wolf. It's boring to listen to you, the old one, I'll run to where you are not! (Runs away.)

Crow. Carr, carr! Gray got away, got scared. Deeper into the forest - away from death. And the soldier is not following the wolf, but following the tree. The sled pulls along. Holiday today - New Year. Nedarrom and frost hit New Year's, crackling. Oh, to spread my wings, to fly, to warm up - yes, I'm old, old ... Carr, carr! (Hides among the branches.)


A third jumps out into the clearing. On the branches next to the former Squirrel, another one appears.


Hare (clapping paw on paw). Cold, cold, cold. The frost is breathtaking, paws freeze on the run to the snow. Squirrels, and squirrels, let's play burners. Call the sun, call spring!

First Squirrel. Come on, rabbit. Who will burn first?

oblique, oblique,
Don't go barefoot
And go shod
Wrap your paws.
If you are shod
Wolves won't find a hare
The bear will not find you.
Come out - you burn!

The hare gets ahead. Behind him are two Squirrels.

Hare.

Burn, burn bright
To not go out.
Look at the sky, the birds are flying
The bells are ringing!

First Squirrel. Catch, rabbit!

Second Squirrel. You won't catch up!


Squirrels, having run around the Hare to the right and left, rush through the snow. The hare is behind them. At this time, the Stepdaughter enters the clearing. She is wearing a large tattered handkerchief, an old jacket, worn-out shoes, coarse mittens. She pulls a sled behind her, with a hatchet in her belt. The girl stops between the trees and gazes intently at the Hare and the Squirrels. They are so busy playing that they do not notice it. Squirrels climb a tree with acceleration.


Hare. Where are you, where are you? That's not right, it's not fair! I don't play with you anymore.

First Squirrel. And you, hare, jump, jump!

Second Squirrel. Jump up, jump up!

First Squirrel. Wag your tail - and on a branch!

Hare (trying to jump, plaintively). Yes, I have a short tail...


The squirrels laugh. The girl too. Hare and Squirrels quickly look back at her and hide.


Stepdaughter (wiping tears with a mitten). Oh, I can't! How funny! It got hot in the cold. Tail, says, I have a short. So he says. If I hadn't heard it with my own ears, I wouldn't have believed it! (Laughs.)


A Soldier enters the clearing. He has a large ax in his belt. He also pulls the sled behind him. Soldier - mustachioed, experienced, middle-aged.


Soldier. Hello, beauty! What are you rejoicing about - you found a treasure or good news heard?


The stepdaughter waves her hand and laughs even louder.


Tell me what makes you laugh. Maybe I'll laugh with you too.

Stepdaughter. Yes, you won't believe it!

Soldier. From what? We soldiers have heard enough of everything in our lifetime, seen enough of everything. To believe - we believe, but we do not give in to deceit.

Stepdaughter. Here a hare played with squirrels in the burners, in this very place!

Soldier. Well?

Stepdaughter. pure truth! This is how our kids play outside. “Burn, burn clearly so that it doesn’t go out ...” He is behind them, they are from him, through the snow and onto a tree. And they tease: "Jump, jump, jump, jump!"

Soldier. Is that what we say?

Stepdaughter. In our opinion.

Soldier. Say goodbye!

Stepdaughter. So you don't believe me!

Soldier. How not to believe! What day is it? The old year ends, the new year begins. And I also heard from my grandfather that his grandfather told him that on this day everything happens in the world - just know how to lie in wait and peep. Is it any wonder that squirrels and hares play burners! On New Year's Eve, this doesn't happen.

Stepdaughter. But what?

Soldier. Is it so, is it not, but my grandfather said that on the very eve of the New Year, his grandfather happened to meet with all twelve months.

Stepdaughter. Yah?

Soldier. Pure truth. All year round the old man saw at once: both winter, and summer, and spring, and autumn. I remembered it for the rest of my life, I told my son and told my grandchildren to tell. That's how it got to me.

Stepdaughter. How is it possible that winter and summer and spring and autumn come together! They cannot be together.

Soldier. Well, what I know, I'm talking about, but what I don't know, I won't say. And why did you wander into such a cold here? I am a forced man, the authorities sent me here, but who are you?

Stepdaughter. And I did not come of my own free will.

Soldier. Are you in service?

Stepdaughter. No, I live at home.

Soldier. How did your mother let you go?

Stepdaughter. The mother would not let go, but the stepmother sent - to collect brushwood, chop firewood.

Soldier. Wow how! So you are an orphan? That's what ammunition you have for the second term. That's right, it blows right through you. Well, let me help you, and then I'll start my own business.


The stepdaughter and the Soldier gather firewood together and put it on the sled.


Stepdaughter. What's your business?

Soldier. I need to cut down the Christmas tree, the best in the forest, so that it is not thicker, and it is not slimmer, and there is no greenery.

Stepdaughter. Who is this tree for?

Soldier. How - for whom? For the queen herself. Tomorrow our palace will be full of guests. This is where we all need to be surprised.

Stepdaughter. What will you hang on your Christmas tree?

Soldier. What everyone hangs, they will hang with us. All sorts of toys, crackers and trinkets. Only others have all this rigmarole made of gold paper, made of glass, while ours is made of pure gold and diamonds. Other dolls and bunnies are wadded, while ours are satin.

Stepdaughter. Does the queen still play with dolls?

Soldier. Why shouldn't she play? Although she is a queen, she is not older than you.

Stepdaughter. Yes, I haven't played in a long time.

Soldier. Well, you, you see, there is no time, but she has time. After all, there is no boss over her. As her parents died - the king and queen - so she remained the complete mistress of herself and others.

Stepdaughter. Does that mean the queen is an orphan too?

Soldier. Turns out he's an orphan.

Stepdaughter. Pity her.

Soldier. What a pity! There is no one to teach her mind-reason. Well, your job is done. Enough brushwood for a week. And now it's time for me to get down to my business, look for a Christmas tree, otherwise it will fall to me from our orphan. She doesn't like to joke with us.

Marina Komyagina
Scenario of the fairy tale "12 months" for children senior group

Painting 1

A room in the Queen's palace. She sits at the table, writes in a notebook. professor at

glasses with a pointer in his hands walks around the room, from time to time looking into a notebook.

Queen.

Grass-ka-le-no-et,

Sol-nysh-ko shine-tit,

Professor

Swallow with spring

It flies to us in the canopy!

Queen (throws

I hate writing!

I'm going to tear up my notebook now.

Professor.

Have some patience,

There is only one line left.

Queen.

Think, I must think

You can be so crazy!

I'm tired of your lesson

There's enough to do without that.

You cheer me up

Tell me something.

Professor.

If you please,

Exactly twelve months

Make up a whole year.

And they all have their turn.

Only one leaves

Immediately another one comes.

Before brother January

Don't wait for February.

Before August - September,

Before October - November

They never come.

Queen.

Fu, what nonsense!

I'm tired of the blizzard

I want it to be April.

Professor.

You have no control over nature

Get better at fashion!

Queen.

I can legislate.

Well, I'll send you out. (To the side.)

Bring me the seal.

Professor.

Will you let me say?

We all need months

February gives us pancakes,

October gives us mushrooms,

Christmas tree gives us December,

In March, streams run.

And the snowdrops are blooming

If it's April outside

And drops are ringing everywhere.

Queen.

I love snowdrops

Therefore, I will command ...

Who will find simple snowdrops.

To that I will give a basket of gold for this!

Picture 2

A room in my stepmother's house. The daughter on the bench sorts out baskets, different in size, and

stepmother rolls out the dough.

I found three baskets:

This one is quite small.

There's a hole in this one.

But this one fits.

Lots of gold will come in!

What to say about it?

Where can you get flowers?

Maybe they grow in the forest

Do they bloom under the snowdrifts?

I'll go to the forest to look for them,

I want to go to the palace.

Apparently you've lost your mind

Outside the window is a blizzard and darkness.

You won't find anything

You'll freeze there, you'll be lost.

If you don't tell me to go

Then send your sister.

Daughter, you are right!

She will bring firewood,

Let's send her back to the forest.

If he finds flowers, we'll take them down

We are snowdrops with you

Young queen.

If it freezes, know fate.

One word - an orphan.

The whistle of the wind, the howling of the blizzard. The door slams, the stepdaughter enters, takes off her handkerchief, shakes

snow, approaches the fire, warms hands.

Well, are you warm? Get dressed

Go back to the forest

There you will find snowdrops

And bring it in a basket.

Stepdaughter.

I did not really understand,

Are you joking, sister?

It's scary to go beyond the threshold,

A blizzard is spinning, knocking down.

Darkness, cold in the yard,

And there are no flowers in December.

The daughter was right.

Have you heard of the decree?

Who will find snowdrops

Bring them to the palace

Will be richly rewarded.

He will get the gold.

Put on your scarf

Here is the basket. And go.

She gives her stepdaughter an old basket.

Better watch your feet.

Don't come without flowers!

Stepdaughter leaves.

And it's time for us to dine

No time to eat in the morning.

Scene 3

Winter forest. Twilight. The stepdaughter makes her way through the snowdrifts. Wrapped up in a scarf. Wearily

sits on a stump.

Stepdaughter.

Oh, what silence.

I am alone in the forest.

Someone walks behind.

(Jumps up, looks around.)

It seemed. What darkness:

You can't see your hands.

What to do? Sitting here?

I wandered into such a wilderness.

Apparently, my death has come.

Sits on a stump. Dozing. A hare jumps out from behind a tree.

Hey, you'll freeze like this, don't sleep!

Squirrel, squirrel, help! (Squirrel throws cones at her stepdaughter.)

Stepdaughter.

Did someone say something to me?

He threw cones at me.

It seems I fell asleep.

You can't sleep in the cold!

The stepdaughter jumps from foot to foot, breathing into her hands. Looks towards the backstage.

Stepdaughter.

What kind of light sparkled?

Between the branches flashed again,

Looks like a fire is burning

The brushwood crackles merrily.

The stage is lit on fire. Sitting around him are brothers-months.

The stepdaughter peeks out from behind a tree.

June (throws brushwood into the fire).

Burn, burn brighter

Summer will be hotter

Burn, burn with a bang!

Let the copses

Where the snowdrifts lie

There will be more berries.

Let them carry in the deck

Bees are bigger than honey.

September.

Let there be wheat in the fields

It buzzes thickly.

All months.

Burn, burn bright

To not go out!

Stepdaughter.

Good evening! Allow

I'll warm myself by the fire.

I got very cold -

The night is cold tonight.

Hello! Well, don't be shy

Move closer to the fire.

What are you doing in the forest?

Stepdaughter.

I'm looking for snowdrops. (The months laugh out loud.)

Well, for cones, firewood. (Laughing.)

But in winter for flowers!

Don't get bored with you.

They will bloom in the spring.

Stepdaughter.

my stepmother sent me

And besides, she ordered

Don't come back without flowers.

I'd rather stay in the forest.

May (pushing April).

Why are you sitting, April?

Your guest.

Accept!

Brother December, help!

Give up your place.

I'm happy to help, of course.

But still February and March.

I'll probably give up.

I don't like to argue guys.

December takes a staff and strikes it on the ground.

Blizzard white - blizzard,

Whip up the flying snows.

You smoke, you smoke

Fall down on the ground,

Wrap the earth in a veil,

Become a wall in front of the forest.

January with a staff.

Do not crack, frosts,

In the reserved forest

By the pine, by the birch

Don't chew on the bark!

Full of crows for you

Freeze,

human habitation

Cool down!

(It becomes quiet. February takes the staff.)

Winds, storms, hurricanes,

Blow with all your might!

Whirlwinds, blizzards and snowstorms,

Play around at night.

Blow loudly in the clouds

Fly over the earth.

Let the snow run in the fields

White snake!

The noise of the wind, the whistle of a blizzard. Music sounds. March takes the staff.

Snow is no longer the same -

It darkened in the field

Ice cracked on the lakes

It's like they split.

Clouds run faster.

The sky got higher.

Sparrow chirped

Have fun on the roof.

It's getting blacker every day

Stitches and paths

And on willows with silver

Earrings glow.

The drops are ringing. Noisy streams. The staff takes April.

Run away, streams,

Spread out, puddles.

Get out, ants!

After the winter cold.

Bear sneaks

Through the woods.

The birds began to sing songs

And the snowdrop blossomed!

Don't waste your time

Hurry up to collect snowdrops.

We were given only an hour.

Our brothers are waiting for us.

Stepdaughter.

I'm running now! (Gathers snowdrops.)

Dance with snowdrops

We know her well:

We meet at the hole.

That carries a bundle of firewood.

It's a basket of mushrooms.

Then the berries will come.

Cheerful, always singing. (The stepdaughter returns with flowers.)

Stepdaughter.

Thank you all for your kindness

You gave me a fairy tale.

Do not open the way here

Now run. Goodbye!

Stepdaughter.

I thank you all.

I will keep your secret.

Leaves. Music sounds.

Scene 4

Where did you spend the whole night?

Did you find snowdrops?

Stepdaughter.

I picked them in the forest.

I'll take it to the queen.

Ah, holy simplicity!

You live ready for everything!

You won't go to the palace!

We found snowdrops

And they brought them to the palace

We will be rewarded.

We will get the gold!

Scene 5

Boudoir of the Royal Palace. The queen paints her nails. The professor runs in, followed by the Stepmother and Daughter.

Professor

Oh your majesty!

They brought me news now

That snowdrops are already here.

Queen.

Why are you standing like a pillar?

Order to deliver to the hall!

The stepmother and daughter enter with a basket of snowdrops. They bow. The queen is running

removes the handkerchief from the basket.

Queen.

So this is a flower

You blue snowdrop!

Queen (daughter and stepmother).

Where are snowdrops found?

Why are you keeping silent? You speak.

As a decree we heard

They immediately said to themselves:

Let's freeze, let's disappear

And we'll find snowdrops.

The forest is cold and scary.

And the cold is terrible.

Through the snowdrifts they made their way.

They were in the clearing.

Snowdrops are blooming there.

The birds are singing.

Professor.

The world is indeed full of wonders!

Queen.

You step back into the forest.

Do not destroy us in vain.

Queen.

What? Am I not clear?

Both (weeping).

So we did not tear the flowers,

We accidentally lied to you.

stepdaughter was there

And I found snowdrops.

Queen.

So, they sent her to the forest,

And they didn't take it with them.

I order you to bring your stepdaughter,

I'll put you on a stake.

The Professor brings the Stepdaughter.

Queen.

You are a girl, I found out

What snowdrops found.

I can't count everything

There is a present for you.

Stepdaughter

Thank you with all my heart!

But I'm afraid to go home

They'll take it all again.

Queen

Now there is no one to take away.

Stepdaughter

Where is the stepmother, sister?

Queen

Yes, they do not languish for long.

Tomorrow I'll plant a stake.

Stepdaughter

Queen, I beg

May they still live

Well, I'll stay here.

Queen

As you wish. Order:

Pardon everyone now.

May the girl forever

Be the lady at the yard

Happy New Year! With new happiness!

Let bad weather pass you by!

Castle. Queen's classroom. Wide board in a carved golden frame. Rosewood desk. A fourteen-year-old Queen sits on a velvet cushion and writes with a long golden pen. In front of her is a gray-bearded Professor of arithmetic and penmanship, who looks like an old astrologer. He is in a robe, in a doctor's bizarre cap with a brush.


Queen. I can't stand writing. All fingers in ink!

Professor. You are absolutely right, your majesty. This is a very unpleasant job. No wonder the ancient poets did without writing instruments, why their works are classified by science as oral art. However, I dare to ask you to draw four more lines with Your Majesty's own hand.

Queen. Okay, dictate.

Professor.

The grass is green

The sun is shining

Swallow with spring

It flies to us in the canopy!

Queen. I will write only "The grass is greener." (Writes.) Weed ze-not ...


The Chancellor enters.


Chancellor (bow low). Good morning, your majesty. I take the liberty of most respectfully asking you to sign one rescript and three decrees.

Queen. More to write! Good. But even then I will not add “turns green”. Give me your papers! (Signs the papers one by one.)

Chancellor. Thank you, your majesty. And now let me ask you to draw ...

Queen. Draw again!

Chancellor. Only your highest resolution on this petition.

Queen(impatiently). What should I write?

Chancellor. One of two things, Your Majesty: either "execute" or "pardon".

Queen(About myself). For-me-lo-vat ... Kaz-thread ... I’d better write “execute” - it’s shorter.


The Chancellor takes the papers, bows and leaves.


Professor (sighing heavily). Nothing to say, in short!

Queen. What do you mean?

Professor. Oh, your majesty, what did you write!

Queen. You, of course, again noticed some mistake. You have to write "intrigue", or what?

Professor. No, you spelled that word correctly - and yet you made a very gross mistake.

Queen. Which one?

Professor. You decided the fate of a person without even thinking!

Queen. What more! I can't write and think at the same time.

Professor. Do not need. First you need to think, and then write, your majesty!

Queen. If I obeyed you, I would only do what I thought, thought, thought, and in the end, probably, I would go crazy or come up with God knows what ... But, fortunately, I don’t obey you ... Well, what do you have there farther? Ask quickly, otherwise I won’t leave the classroom for a century!

Professor. I dare to ask, Your Majesty: how much is seven eight?

Queen. I don't remember something... It never interested me... And you?

Professor. Of course I did, Your Majesty!

Queen. That's amazing! .. Well, goodbye, our lesson is over. Today, before the New Year, I have a lot to do.

Professor. As you please, Your Majesty! (Sadly and meekly collects books.)

Queen (puts his elbows on the table and watches him absently). Really, it's good to be a queen, and not a simple schoolgirl. Everyone listens to me, even my teacher. Tell me, what would you do with another student if she refused to answer you, what would be seven eight?

Professor. I dare not say, your majesty!

Queen. Nothing, I agree.

Professor(timidly). I'd put it in a corner...

Queen. Ha ha ha! (Pointing to corners.) In this one or this one?

Professor. It's all the same, your majesty.

Queen. I would prefer this one - it's somehow more comfortable. (Stands in a corner.) What if she didn't want to say after that how much a family would be eight?

Professor. I would... I beg Your Majesty's pardon... I would leave her without dinner.

Queen. No lunch? And if she is expecting guests for dinner, for example, ambassadors of some power or a foreign prince?

Professor. Why, I'm not talking about the queen, Your Majesty, but about a simple schoolgirl!

Queen (pulling a chair into a corner and sitting down in it.) Poor simple schoolgirl! You appear to be a very cruel old man. Do you know that I can execute you? And even today, if I want!

Professor(dropping books). Your Majesty!..

Queen. Yes, yes, I can. Why not?

Professor. But why did I anger your Majesty?

Queen. Well, how can I tell you. You are a very selfish person. Whatever I say, you say it's wrong. Whatever you write, you say it's wrong. And I love it when they agree with me!

Professor. Your majesty, I swear by my life, I will no longer argue with you if it is not pleasant for you!

Queen. Do you swear by life? OK then. Then let's continue our lesson. Ask me something. (Sits down at the desk.)

Professor. What is six six, your majesty?

Queen (looks at him, tilting his head to the side). Eleven.

Professor(sad). Quite right, your majesty. What is eight eight?

Queen. Three.

Professor. That's right, your majesty. And how much will...

Queen. How much and how much! What a curious person you are. He asks, asks ... It's better to tell me something interesting yourself.

Professor. Tell me something interesting, Your Majesty? About what? In what way?

Queen. Well I do not know. Something New Year's... After all, today is New Year's Eve.

Professor. Your humble servant. A year, Your Majesty, consists of twelve months!

Queen. Here's how? Indeed?

Professor. Quite right, your majesty. The months are named: January, February, March, April, May, June, July...

Queen. There are so many of them! And you know everyone by name? What a wonderful memory you have!

Professor. Thank you, your majesty! August, September, October, November and December.

Queen. Just think about it!

Professor. Months go one after another. As soon as one month ends, another immediately begins. And it has never happened that February came before January, and September - before August.

Queen. What if I wished it was April now?

Professor. It's impossible, your majesty.

Queen. Are you again?

Professor(pleasantly). It is not I who object to your majesty. This is science and nature!

Queen. Tell me please! And if I issue such a Law and put a great seal?

Professor (helplessly throws up his hands). I'm afraid that won't help either. But it is unlikely that Your Majesty will need such changes in the calendar. After all, every month brings us its gifts and fun. December, January and February - ice skating, Christmas tree, Shrovetide booths, snowmelt begins in March, in April the first snowdrops peek out from under the snow ...

Queen. So I want it to be April already. I really love snowdrops. I never saw them.

Professor. April is not far away, Your Majesty. Just some three months, or ninety days ...

Queen. Ninety! I can't wait even three days. Tomorrow is the New Year's party, and I want to have these on my desk - what did you call them? - snowdrops.

Professor. Your Majesty, but the laws of nature! ..

Queen(interrupting him). I will publish new law nature! (claps hands.) Hey, who's there? Send the Chancellor to me. (To the professor.) And you sit down at my desk and write. Now I will dictate to you. (Thinks.) Well, "The grass is turning green, the sun is shining." Yes, yes, write it. (Thinks.) Well! “The grass is turning green, the sun is shining, and spring flowers are blooming in our royal forests. Therefore, we most mercifully command that a full basket of snowdrops be delivered to the palace by the New Year. The one who fulfills our highest will, we will reward like a king ... ”What would they promise them? Wait a minute, you don’t need to write this! .. Well, I came up with it. Write. "We will give him as much gold as will fit in his basket, we will grant him a velvet coat on a gray fox and let him participate in our royal New Year's skating." Well, have you written? How slowly you write!

Professor. "...on a gray fox..." I haven't written a dictation for a long time, Your Majesty.

Queen. Yeah, you don’t write yourself, but you force me! What a sly one!.. Well, that's all right. Give me a pen - I will draw my highest name! (Quickly puts a squiggle and waves the sheet so that the ink dries faster.)

Marianna Khaustova
Methodological development of the performance on the example of the fairy tale "Twelve Months" based on the fairy tale by S. Ya. Marshak. Fairy tale script

The staging of the play in kindergarten this is a great holiday, and great opportunities for the implementation of various educational tasks. When working on a performance, there is a complete integration of all educational areas: artistic and aesthetic development, speech development, cognitive development, socio-communicative development and physical development.

When working on a performance, many tasks are posed, in the solution of which many questions arise. Therefore, it is important to single out several stages of work on the performance, during which certain tasks will be solved.

1. Preparatory stage

1. Immersion in a fairy tale. Acquaintance with the plot, reading the original source (if any) and the script.

2. Analysis of the characters of the heroes.

3. Distribution of roles.

4. Preparation of costumes for all characters.

5. Selection of musical repertoire.

6. Choice of dance compositions.

7. Making scenery.

In the fairy tale "Twelve Months" the two main characters are the stepdaughter and the young queen.

Stepdaughter very kind girl She is hardworking and helps everyone. She is very humble and quiet by nature. She does not dare to argue with her stepmother, although she understands the absurdity of her order to go after snowdrops. And at the same time, it has inner strength that helps her keep her word, given to the Months and not tell anyone where she got the snowdrops. For this, at the end of the tale, Months reward her.

Queen, on the contrary, absurd, lazy, capricious. She is bored and she comes up with all sorts of nonsense, not thinking about what the laws of nature are. which cannot be violated. As a result, she receives a good life lesson and promises to become kind and attentive to people.

Stepmother and stepmother's daughter greedy for money. They want to get them at any cost and send their stepdaughter to certain death. At the same time, the Stepmother shows hypertrophied love for her daughter, allowing her everything and fulfilling all her desires. At the end of the tale, the Months punish them for their quarrelsome character, disrespect for each other, eternal quarrels. The stepdaughter again shows the breadth of her soul, and asks that the punishment for her stepmother and her daughter not be eternal. She forgives immediately, she pities them. In our production, the stepmother and her daughter were played by adults, since negative characters not recommended for children to play.

Another change in the fairy tale - December and Santa Claus is one character, played by his adult, the rest of the months are children.

At distribution of roles several factors should be taken into account:

child's speech

Memory (the main characters and the professor have a large amount of text)

The character of the child.

It is necessary to take into account the character of the child, since he will more successfully cope with the role if the hero is close and understandable to him.

At least 22 people take part in the performance (more is better).

To preparation of costumes It is desirable to involve the parents of the children.

For months, you can make various capes and hats:

For the winter months white color with a rim of different shades or colors;

For spring - March - blue, April - green with snowdrops, May - green with dandelions;

For summer - green with berries and fruits;

For autumn - yellow with wheat ears, acorns, mushrooms, leaves.

The stepdaughter will need two outfits: one modest, for example, a sundress and a scarf, and a beautiful elegant dress, fur coat and boots.

For the Queen: a puffy dress, a crown and a fur coat.

For the Professor: Master's robe and cap.

When selecting musical material takes into account:

Accessibility of perception for children;

Aesthetic and artistic value of musical works.

The proposed scenario uses classical music by Russian and foreign composers. It sounds in the background for the appearance of the heroes, at the moment of changing the scenery and for dance compositions.

The dance compositions in the performance are improvisational in nature, but at the same time they play very important role: the change of seasons occurs through dance numbers with various attributes (leaves, snow plumes, snowdrops, butterflies).

The decorations depend on the size of the hall and the possibilities of their placement. In a small room you will definitely need:

Curtain "Winter Forest"

decorated Christmas tree

Illuminated mirror ball

Children's chairs

Table and chair (for the Queen).

2. main stage takes 3-4 weeks and includes learning roles and rehearsals.

At the beginning, the leader learns the roles, with all the necessary intonations and accents, and then the parents help to teach the text. You need to rehearse in separate scenes so that the children do not get tired. The dances are taught separately and then rehearsed in scenes. When all the scenes are learned, a rehearsal of the entire performance is held.

3. The final stage.

The final stage includes a dress rehearsal and a performance. dress rehearsal held in costumes, with all the attributes and decorations. It makes it possible to identify problematic moments in the formulation and eliminate them. If necessary, two dress rehearsals can be held.

On the day of the performance, do not take the children to rehearsals. You need to set a joyful mood, ask to be responsible and collected. And most importantly, enjoy the performance.

Twelve months - script New Year's party for the preparatory group.

A play for older children preschool age based on the fairy tale by S. Ya. Marshak.

Characters:

Stepdaughter Mashenka

Young Queen

2 herald officers

Professor

12 months - January (adult, he is Santa Claus, February, March, April, May, July

Girls - Snowflakes, streams, butterflies and bees, snowdrops, autumn leaves, blizzard.

Action one.

Painting 1

A. Glazunov From the ballet "The Four Seasons" Hoarfrost.

Winter forest. A hare runs into the clearing. He jumps, rubs his paws, trying to keep warm. On a stump, a squirrel gnaws nuts.

Frost crackles all day long

Cold paws, cold nose!

Don't you want, squirrels,

Play with burners?

1st squirrel.

oblique, oblique,

Don't go barefoot

And go shod

Wrap your paws.

If you are shod

Wolves won't find a hare

The bear will not find you.

Come out - you burn!

The hare stands in front, followed by two squirrels.

Burn, burn bright

To not go out

Look at the sky

The birds are flying

The bells are ringing!

Squirrels, having run around the hare, run away from him in different directions and look out from behind the trees, standing on chairs and cubes. At this time, Stepdaughter comes out with an armful of brushwood, dragging a sled behind her. Hiding behind a tree, watching the game of burners.

It's not fair to play like that, squirrels,

I can't reach the branch.

1st squirrel.

You jump up, jump up!

2nd squirrel.

Wag your tail harder!

Hare (with resentment).

My tail is short.

You laugh, squirrels, in vain!

Stepdaughter.

I can't, it's funny to tears

Says short tail!

(sighing, looking up at the sky)

Soon the sun will set

The stepmother is waiting with firewood.

Gotta pick up the trash

And do not stand idle.

He goes backstage, collecting brushwood.

Music sounds, two old men come out January and December.

Brother, take the household:

Count all the animals.

Someone wanders, someone sleeps

The squirrel sits in a hollow,

Hare stubby - under a bush,

A wolf roams in a dense forest,

Foxes, badgers, martens,

Jackdaws, sparrows, tits.

How about snow and ice?

I covered the ground with a carpet.

He gave fur coats to all the trees;

Ice in lakes, rivers has become.

Nice job, brother!

Are you happy? Well, I'm glad.

Time, brother, does not wait for us:

Soon the holiday, the New Year.

The snow needs to be renewed

silver Christmas trees,

Decorate all around.

You wave your sleeve!

Isn't it too early, dear brother?

Someone's sleigh is standing here

I will notice all the ways

And there is no way to find.

Hush, brother, wait,

Do you hear the snow creaking, steps?

The stepdaughter comes out, puts brushwood in the sled.

Stepdaughter (frightened).

Now it's time to go home.

Oh, who's behind the pine tree?

Old men in warm coats...

Scary as one in the wilderness! (sighs in relief).

It seemed, apparently, to me ...

Snow hat on a pine (quickly takes away the sled).

We know this guest

From spring to winter

He comes to the forest on business.

We all know her.

No more guests in the forest.

Call all brothers here.

Brothers-months, it's time

Gather around the fire.

Spring pitches to smoke,

Boil honey for a whole year.

It's time for us to close the forest,

So that no one can know

Where do we make a fire?

And we have our conversation.

Blizzard white - blizzard,

Whip up the flying snows.

You smoke

You smoke

Fall down on the ground.

Wrap the earth in a veil,

Stand in front of the forest.

Here is the key, here is the lock

No one could get through!

The music is playing Decoration of the Christmas tree from the ballet The Nutcracker by P. I. Tchaikovsky, a mirror ball is turned on. The months go by, the scenery changes.

Picture 2.

A room in the Queen's palace. She sits at the table and writes in a notebook. A professor in glasses with a pointer in his hands walks around the room, from time to time looking into a notebook.

Queen.

Grass-ka-le-no-et,

Sol-ny-shko shine-tit,

Professor.

Swallow with spring

It flies to us in the canopy!

QUEEN (throws down her pen).

I hate writing!

I'm going to tear up my notebook now.

Professor.

Have some patience,

There is only one line left.

The chancellor enters with papers in his hands, bows low.

Good morning, Your Majesty!

I don't want to disturb you

But please sign

Very quickly three decrees...

Queen.

Good! (to the professor)

But your phrase

I'm not going to write.

(to Chancellor)

But here what? I doubt…

Here one of two things: execute

Or be pardoned.

The queen pronounces the words "execute" and "pardon" in syllables. Thinks.

Queen.

I'll write "execute", in short.

Oh, tired, no urine.

The Chancellor, bowing, leaves.

Professor.

What have you done, oh my god!

Queen.

Ah, again you are all about the same!

Where is the mistake? "Kick" or what?

Professor.

Queen, your will

Without thinking, you decided

The man was killed.

Queen.

Think, I must think

You can be so crazy!

I'm tired of your lesson

There's enough to do without that.

You cheer me up

Tell me something.

Professor.

If you please,

Exactly twelve months

Make up a whole year.

And they all have their turn.

As soon as one leaves, immediately another comes.

Before brother January

Don't wait for February.

Before August - September,

Before October - November

They never come.

Queen.

Oh what nonsense.

I'm tired of the blizzard

I want it to be April.

Professor.

You have no control over nature

Get better at fashion.

Queen.

I can legislate.

Well, I'll send you out.

(to the side)

Bring me the seal.

Professor.

Will you let me say?

We all need months

February gives us pancakes,

October gives us mushrooms,

Christmas tree gives us December,

In March, streams run.

And the snowdrops are blooming

If it's April outside

And drops are ringing everywhere ...

Queen.

I love snowdrops

Therefore, I will command ...

(to professor)

Where is the pen?

Write soon...

Chancellor! Bring me a seal!

The curtain closes. Fanfare sounds. Two heralds come out.

1st herald.

Attention! Attention!

Listen to the royal command!

2nd herald.

Run before dawn

simple snowdrops,

And they will give you for it

Basket of gold!

Fanfare sounds.

Picture 3.

Decorations in the stepmother's house. Stove, bench, baskets, different in size. The daughter is on the bench sorting through the baskets, the mother is rolling out the dough.

I found three baskets:

This one is quite small.

And this one fits

How much gold will come in?

Enough for a horse with a bridle

Yes, a big scrap with a porch.

No, this is the one I need.

Deep and wide.

You will walk in gold

And eat and drink on gold.

What to say about it?

Where can you get flowers?

Maybe they grow in the forest

Do they bloom under the snowdrifts?

I'll go to the forest to look for them,

I want to go to the palace.

It looks like you've lost your mind!

Outside the window is a blizzard and darkness!

You won't find anything

You'll freeze there, you'll be lost.

If you don't tell me to go

Then send your sister.

Daughter, you are right!

She will bring firewood,

Let's send her back to the loess.

If he finds flowers, we'll take them down

We are snowdrops with you

Young queen.

The stake will freeze, know fate,

One word - an orphan.

The whistle of the wind, the howl of a blizzard, the door slams - the stepdaughter enters. He takes off his handkerchief, shakes off the snow and warms his hands by the fire.

Well, get warm, get dressed,

Go back to the forest

There you will find snowdrops

And bring it in a basket.

Stepdaughter.

Snowdrops?

In the forest, in winter?

You are laughing at me!

Stepmother: I'm not in the mood for jokes now,

And the royal decree:

Find snowdrops in the forest

And bring them to the palace!

Get ready soon

Don't come back without flowers!

(She pushes Mashenka out into the street).

Stepmother (daughter):

What, Marfushenka, my friend,

Do you want a sweet pie?

Or delicious candy?

You have nothing to refuse!

I want to get snowdrops

To go to the palace to the ball!

To give us gold

And we became rich!

Do what I want!

And not how I scream!

U-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u! (The stepmother comforts her daughter).

Action two. Picture 1.

The introduction to "Kikimore" by A. Lyadov sounds. Winter forest, twilight, the stepdaughter makes her way through the snowdrifts, wrapping herself in a scarf. Wearily sits on a stump.

Stepdaughter.

Oh what silence

I am alone in the forest.

Someone walks behind your back ... (gets up, looks around)

It seemed. What darkness:

You can't see your hands.

What to do? Sitting here?

Sits on a stump, dozing. A hare jumps out from behind a tree.

Hey, you'll freeze like this, don't sleep!

Squirrel, squirrel, help!

(throws cones at the girl)

Stepdaughter.

Did someone say something to me?

He threw cones at me.

It seems I fell asleep.

You can't sleep in the cold!

Stepdaughter jumps from foot to foot, trying to keep warm.

Raven arrives.

Ka-ar-r-r-r! Karrrr! Kar-r-r-r!

I have become very old now!

But in such bad weather

I did not see people in the forest.

Old raven, don't be angry

You better step aside.

We wanted to warm the girl

It will freeze here under the spruce.

She's still in the woods

Freeze until the morning alone.

In the distance I see a light

And though the way to it is far,

Let her go there

There, her luck awaits. Kar-r-r-r-r-r! (Flies away).

Masha:

Ouch! I see a spark!

Is he close or far?

I'll go there anyway

Otherwise, I'll be lost.

Goodbye, Zainka,

Goodbye, Belochka!

Squirrel and Bunny: Happy journey, girl!

A large clearing in the forest, on it around the fire Months lead a round dance and sing "Burn, burn clearly!" (phonogram of the song from m\f)

Burn, burn bright

To not go out

Burn, burn brighter

Summer will be hotter

And winter is warmer

And spring is sweeter!

Burn, burn bright

To not go out!

Mashenka approaches the fire.

Masha: Good evening!

Months: Good evening!

Mashenka: I froze and chilled!

Can I warm up by the fire?

I have nowhere else to go.

Even by our fire

Nobody ever warmed up

But we allow you

We invite you to our close circle!

We are summer and winter

See you often!

Every day you are at work

How many worries do you have!

In the garden and in the forest

Both at home and in the garden!

But tell me why you came

Did you bring this basket?

Masha:

my stepmother sent me

And besides, she ordered

Don't come back without flowers.

I'd rather stay in the forest.

Why are you sitting, April,

Your guest, accept.

Brother January, please help.

Give up your place for an hour.

I'm happy to help, of course.

But still February and March.

February. I'll probably give up.

March. I don't like to argue guys.

January takes the staff and strikes it on the ground.

Do not crack, frosts,

In the reserved forest

By the pine, by the birch

Don't chew on the bark.

It's enough for you to freeze the crows,

Cool down human habitation! (Knocks three times with staff.)

Now it's your turn, brother February! (Hands over staff.)

February: (speaking in the background sounding music Vivaldi "Seasons. Winter")

Winds, storms, hurricanes,

Blow with all your might!

Winds, whirlwinds and snowstorms,

Play for the night!

Blow loudly in the clouds

Soar above the earth

Let the snow run in the fields

White snake. (S. Ya. Marshak)

Dance of the Snowflakes

February: Now it's your turn, brother Mart. (Hands over staff.)

March: The snow is no longer the same

It darkened in the field.

Ice cracked on the lakes

It's like they split.

The clouds are moving faster

The sky got higher

Sparrow chirped

Have fun on the roof. (S. Ya. Marshak)

March: Well, now you take the staff, brother April!

Run away, streams,

Spread out, puddles!

Get out, ants!

After the winter cold.

Bear sneaks

Through the woods.

The birds began to sing songs -

And the snowdrop blossomed! (S. Ya. Marshak)

Snowdrop dance to music P. Tchaikovsky "April". In the hands of

dancing flowers. Mashenka enters the third part of the music and

collects these flowers. The snowdrops are slowly disappearing. Masha

comes to the Months.

Masha.

Thank you all for your kindness

You gave me a fairy tale.

Wait, don't go!

Take the ring for goodbye.

If something bad happens,

Let it roll faster.

You don't waste time

Repeat these words:

"You roll, roll, ringlet,

On the spring porch

In the summer canopy

In the autumn teremok,

Yes on the winter carpet

To the New Year's fire!

You take care of the ring

Don't say where you got it.

Masha:

I got it! Thank you

And I won't say a word! (Leaves).

Picture 2.

The decoration of the Christmas tree from the ballet by P. I. Tchaikovsky "The Nutcracker" sounds. Royal Palace. The queen sits on a throne by the Christmas tree, in her arms

chamomile. The queen tears off the petals of a chamomile and says:

Queen: They will bring - they will not bring - they will bring - they will not bring.

Teacher: No, this has never happened before.

So that spring comes in winter

And on the snowdrifts

A snowdrop would suddenly bloom.

Skip! Skip!"

Stepmother and Marfusha enter, fall at the feet of the Queen.

Stepmother: As a decree we heard

They immediately ran into the forest.

Look - there are flowers blooming

Unprecedented beauty.

And snowdrops and roses

Despite all the cold

They bloom on the snowdrifts,

Everything around is fragrant!

Queen: I was right!

Well, shout all "Hurrah!"

I'm so glad! I'm so glad!

You will be rewarded for that!

And now everyone is in a round dance,

We are celebrating the New Year!

Everyone dances a pair dance around the Christmas tree

(or a New Year's round dance is performed).

Queen:

I'm tired of dancing here

I wanted to take a walk.

Tell the sled to equip,

Let's go to the forest to look for flowers,

But these two persons

They will show us where the snowdrifts are,

On which there are flowers

Unparalleled beauty!

The stepmother and Marfusha fall at the Queen's feet.

Stepmother: Oh, forgive us! We lied!

We have never been in the forest!

Queen: Where did you get the flowers?

Stepmother: We took this from Mashka.

She went into the forest at night

And I found snowdrops.

Queen: Let her show us the way,

Otherwise, she will be punished!

And now we're going to the forest,

How many miracles await us there!

Professor: But it's dark in the forest now,

All paths are covered

Don't drive, don't pass

We'll get stuck there on the way!

Queen: Soldiers must be ordered

Clear the path in the forest.

Soldiers! Attention! Take the brooms

Order to follow!

Action three. Picture 1.

The music sounds "Hoarfrost" from the ballet "The Seasons" by A. Glazunov

Winter forest. Forest Glade. Two squirrels run out.

1st squirrel. Hello squirrel! Happy New Year!

2nd squirrel. With new snow and frost!

1st squirrel. Here's a gift for you!

2nd squirrel. Wait, the bunny is running.

The rabbit runs out.

1st squirrel. Hello hare! Happy New Year!

2 apple. With a new coat and frost!

You'd better tell me

Did you see the wolf here?

Gray wants to eat me!

1st squirrel. I see a wolf on the road.

2nd squirrel. Take away, hare, legs.

The hare and the squirrels run away. Mashenka enters the clearing.

Masha.

What should I do? How to be?

How can I help?

I'll have to take the ring

Call for help of the Months.

(raises the ring high and says)

You roll, roll, little ring.

Behind sneaks up the Queen with her retinue.

Queen: Where did she get the ring from?

My heart tells me

That there is a place for miracles.

I'll take it and I won't give it back!

The queen is trying to take the ring from Mashenka, all the courtiers are on

they fly into it, the ring rolls.

Masha:

You roll, roll, ringlet,

On the spring porch

In the summer canopy

In the autumn teremok,

Yes on the winter carpet

To the New Year's fire! (S. Ya. Marshak)

G asnet light, sounds Winter Vivaldi, Dance of the Snowflakes, they spin and take away with them Stepdaughter.

Daughter. Oh, help, help.

Mother, hold me.

Queen. I want to go home soon.

Professor. The wind has died down and it's getting brighter.

Sounds like music Snowdrop by Tchaikovsky. Streams sound, birds sing.

And the streams are babbling. Spring!

That's right, the kidneys swell.

And the snowdrop blooms.

Sounds like "Snowdrop" by Tchaikovsky. Girls run out with snowdrops, sit down and everyone starts picking flowers. Butterflies and bees fly out.

Daughter. How much sun, how much light

Queen. It's summer.

Professor.

Something is a no-brainer.

Winter - and butterflies fly

This simply does not happen!

Stepmother. Oh, how stuffy!

Daughter. Ah, the heat.

Professor.

Throat is dry

Where is the water?

Phonogram of thunder, rain. Vivaldi Storm. T ance of autumn leaves.

Queen: I'm wet, help me

Bring me the umbrella quickly.

Professor. Everything is blurry, dirt everywhere,

We can't get into the palace.

Sledges will not go without snow.

God, what will become of us?

Phonogram of a blizzard.

Daughter. The water in the stream froze again.

Chancellor. See snow. Winter again

Snow Flake Waltz. Tchaikovsky Dance of the Snowflakes.

Queen.

I'm cold. What a frost!

Stepmother. And a wolf howl is heard nearby.

We would like to get to the palace.

No horses, no dogs.

Professor.

Yes, we got into trouble.

Whom shall we harness to the sleigh?

Did not solve such problems.

Queen.

If I only knew

She didn't sign the decree.

Yes, it was a stupid order.

Freeze here because of you.

Stop screaming and crying!

Look at the birch...

(An old man in a fur coat comes out - January)

Ah, what a beauty!

Here it is again, winter.

Oh, I'm tired, I'm tired.

Who will rescue us?

Stepmother: Santa Claus would be called!

Stepmother and Queen (together): Santa Claus! Come here!

We're in trouble, trouble, trouble!

Santa Claus (aka January) comes out.

Santa Claus: Who is yelling at the whole forest?

Who is calling me for help?

Queen: I am your Queen

Get me out of trouble as soon as possible.

You take us to the palace

For this I will give you. casket.

Santa Claus: Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!

You made me laugh.

What's a chest? I'm rich myself

You are a hundred times richer.

Would you like to warm up

Yes, what to wear?

Come on, Mishenka, my friend,

Bring the big chest here!

The bear brings out a large chest.

Stepmother: Good Santa Claus!

Did you bring us gifts?

Give us a fur coat,

We can't wait a minute!

Santa Claus: Get what you deserve

Don't forget me!

Stepmother and Marfusha put on fur coats. They start arguing loudly

a fur coat is better and more expensive, they gradually go down on all fours and

turn into dogs, run away barking.

Santa Claus: And for our Queen,

Let's find a fur coat even more beautiful,

Queen: Santa Claus! I'm sorry!

I will continue to be good!

I will become smarter now

Kinder to your subjects.

Father Frost: It is necessary that I do not forgive,

And who was offended by you!

To the music - an introduction to the Waltz of the Flowers from the ballet "The Nutcracker" comes elegant Mashenka.

Everyone admires her.

Stepdaughter: I don't hold a grudge against the Queen,

I know how cold it is here in a blizzard.

Everyone, Santa Claus, I'm sorry,

Come home for the holidays!

Father Frost: For such a holiday

We are ready to forgive you all.

Sit in the wonderful sleigh,

Rush to the palace quickly.

Santa Claus hits his staff three times, three horses appear,

everyone gets into the sleigh. To the music from Minkus' ballet "Horses", all participants of the performance go around the Christmas tree and come to the "palace".

Father Frost:

Long raced, finally

Before us and the palace!

The tree is standing here

Forest coloring book.

Let's light the fires on it

Let's sing a ringing song.

Light bulbs are lit on the Christmas tree, everyone stands around the Christmas tree and drives

attractions). Gifts are decorated as if they were flowers under

snowdrift (each gift is wrapped in a green bag with a flower).