Gennady Tsyferov - The Little Engine from Romashkovo: A Fairy Tale. Tsyferov "The Engine from Romashkovo" Gennady Tsyferov fairy tale "The Engine from Romashkovo"
Fairy tale "Locomotive from Romashkovo"
Gennady Tsyferov
All the locomotives were like steam locomotives, but one was strange. He was late everywhere. And then one day the station chief said to him sternly:
- If you’re late again... Then...
And the locomotive understood everything and hummed:
- The last thing is honest, noble word!
Knock-knock - he drove along the road and never stopped. And suddenly a voice from the forest: “fut...” The engine sighed and headed into the forest. And the passengers looked out the window and began shouting:
- It's a disgrace, we'll be late!
“Of course,” said the engine. - Still, you can arrive at the station later. But if we don’t hear the first nightingale now, we’ll be late for the whole spring!
- Disgrace! - the passengers shouted again. - We'll be late!
And again the engine answered:
- Certainly. Still, you can arrive at the station later. But if we don’t see the first lilies of the valley now, we’ll be late for the whole summer! Only in the evening did we move on. We drove a lot or a little and suddenly we came up a hill.
The locomotive stopped.
- Why are we standing now? — the passengers were surprised.
“Sunset,” was all the locomotive said. “And if we don’t see him, then maybe we’ll be too late for life.” After all, every sunset is the only one in life!
And now no one argued anymore. The passengers watched the sunset silently and for a long time.
But here, finally, is the station. People got off the train and for some reason smiled:
- Locomotive, thank you!
And the station manager was quite surprised:
- Yes, you are three days late!
“So what,” said the passengers. “But we could be late for the whole summer, for the spring and for the rest of our lives.”
The story "Locomotive from Romashkovo"
In this cheerful world, everyone has a soul: trains can talk, station horns have a human face, and a suitcase forgotten on the platform can calmly run behind the carriage on its own legs. Here lives a little Engine from Romashkov, who loves flowers very much and always helps those who are in trouble. Because of his kindness, he is always late for the station and therefore runs out of schedule. The formidable stationmaster is already tired of warning the Engine, but the kid promises never to be late again and the gloomy guy condescendingly waves his hand. Now all the passengers are seated, a megaphone announces the departure in a hoarse voice, and the locomotive sets off with a cheerful song. Endless meadows and green forests rush past the window, a kind song flows in sonorous children's voices. But what happened? The train suddenly braked, alarming the children in the carriages. It turns out that the Little Engine encountered lush lily of the valley bushes on its way and could not simply pass by. Well, he's at it again!
Gennady Mikhailovich Tsyferov
The engine from Romashkov
Fairy tales
WHO IS KINDER THAN WHOM
Who is stronger than whom, who is more terrible than whom - this is what the animals argued about all day yesterday.
At first they thought: the scariest of all, the strongest of all, is the BOASTED SNAIL.
Then they decided: no, the scariest of all, the strongest of all is the BUG-HOCK.
After the stag beetle, the scariest and most powerful of all is the GOAT.
Behind the goat - RAM - BEAT THE DRUM.
Behind the ram with a drum is a BULL - POKING WITH HORNS.
Behind the bull is RHINO-CRICOSORUS.
And behind the rhinoceros, and behind the rhinoceros, the most terrible of all, the strongest of all, is the TUSKED ELEPHANT.
This is what the animals said to the elephant:
You, elephant, are the strongest! You, elephant, are the scariest!
But the elephant was offended.
Of course,” he nodded, “I’m the strongest.” But am I the worst and the most evil? Not true!
Elephants are kind.
Please, please don't scare anyone with me.
I love all the little ones very much!
STEAMBOAT
Do you know where river steamers live in winter?
They are sad in quiet bays and harbors about good summer.
And then one day such a steamboat became so sad that it forgot how to whistle.
Summer has come. But the ship still didn’t remember how to sound its whistle. He swam along the shore, met a puppy and asked:
No, said the puppy. - I bark. Do you want me to teach you? BOW-WOW!
What are you, what are you! If I say “WOOF-WOOF!”, all the passengers will run away.
You don't know how to buzz?
No, said the piglet, I can grunt. Do you want me to teach you? ONG ONK!
What are you, what are you?! - the steamboat was scared. - If I say “OONK-OONK!”, all the passengers will laugh.
The puppy and the piglet never taught him to hum. The steamboat began to ask others.
The red colt said: “IGO-GO-GO!” And the green frog - “KVA-KVA-KVA!”
The ship was completely depressed. He buried his nose in the shore and began to sniffle. And suddenly he sees: a little boy is sitting on a hillock and is sad.
What happened to you? - asked the steamboat.
“Well,” the boy nodded, “I’m little, and everyone, everyone teaches me.” But I can’t teach anyone.
But if you can’t teach anyone anything, then I don’t need to ask you...
The steamboat blew out a thoughtful cloud of smoke and was about to sail on, when suddenly he heard:
Doo-doo-doo!
Does something seem to be buzzing? - he said.
Yes,” the boy answered, “when I’m sad, I always play my pipe.”
I think I remembered! - the steamboat was delighted.
What did you remember? - the boy was surprised.
I know how to buzz! Doo-doo-doo! It was you who taught me!
And the sad boy laughed merrily.
And the steamboat roared throughout the entire river:
Doooooo!
And all the boys and steamboats on the river answered him:
DOOOOOOO!!!
CLOUD JELLY
Oh, how hot it was that day! The heat caused the flowers to wilt and the grass to turn yellow. The little frog thought and thought, took the bucket and went somewhere.
In the meadow he met a cow.
Do you want me to give you some milk? - asked the cow.
In the clearing he met a goat.
Do you want me to give you some milk? - asked the goat.
No, the frog croaked again and went even further.
The little frog walked for a long time, waving a bucket.
And finally, he saw blue mountains. On their tops lived fluffy white clouds.
The frog called the smallest cloud and said to him:
Give me some milk, please!
The cloud did not answer, it just sighed loudly. The little frog looked into the bucket, and there - glug-glug! - milk!
The little frog returned home and said:
And I brought cloud milk!
What kind of cloud milk is this? It's just blue rain. Who will drink it?
“Like who,” answered the frog, “and the flowers are tiny?”
And he watered the flowers and grass with steamed cloud milk. There's still some left for the ant.
LIVED IN THE WORLD A CHILD ELEPHANT
Once upon a time there lived a baby elephant.
It was a very good little elephant. The only problem was: he didn’t know what to do, who to be. So the baby elephant sat by the window, sniffling and thinking, thinking...
One day it started to rain outside.
Ooh! - said the wet little fox, seeing a baby elephant in the window. - What a big-eared guy! Yes, with such ears, he could very well be an umbrella!
The baby elephant was happy and became a big umbrella. And foxes, and hares, and hedgehogs - everyone hid under it big ears from the rain.
But then the rain stopped, and the baby elephant became sad again, because he didn’t know who he should be after all. And again he sat down by the window and began to think.
A bunny ran past.
Ooh! How wonderful a long nose! - he said to the baby elephant. - You could very well be a watering can!
The kind little elephant was happy and became a watering can. He watered the flowers, grass, trees. And when there was nothing left to water, he became very sad...
The sun went down and the stars came out. Night has come.
All the hedgehogs, all the foxes, all the bunnies went to bed. Only the baby elephant did not sleep: he kept thinking and thinking, who should he be?
And suddenly he saw fire.
"Fire!" - thought the little elephant. He remembered how quite recently he was a watering can, ran to the river, dialed more water and immediately extinguished three coals and a burning stump.
The animals woke up, saw the baby elephant, thanked him for putting out the fire, and made him a forest fireman.
The little elephant was very proud.
Now he wears a golden helmet and makes sure that there is no fire in the forest.
Sometimes he allows the little bunny and little fox to launch boats in their helmets.
LONELY DONKEY
In the forest, in a forest house, there lived a lonely donkey. He had no friends. And then one day the lonely donkey got very bored.
He was so bored, bored - and suddenly he heard:
Pee-wee, hello! - A little mouse crawled out from under the floor.
“I’m a mouse,” he squeaked again, and then said: “I came because you’re bored.”
And then, of course, they became friends.
The donkey was very pleased. And he said to everyone in the forest:
And I have a friend!
What kind of friend is this? - asked the angry bear cub. - Probably something small?
The lonely donkey thought and said:
No, my friend is a big elephant.
Big elephant? Of course, no one believed him. And so all the animals soon gathered at the donkey’s house. They said:
Well, show us your friend!
The lonely donkey already wanted to say that his friend had gone off to pick mushrooms.
But then the little mouse came out and answered:
DONKEY'S FRIEND IS ME.
All the locomotives were like steam locomotives, but one was strange. He was late everywhere.
More than once the engine gave an honest, noble word: never look around again. However, the same thing happened every time. And then one day the station chief sternly said to him: “If you’re late again... Then...” And the engine understood everything and hummed: “The last thing is honourable, noble word.”
And they believed the strange little engine for the last time.
Knock-knock - he was driving along the road. I noticed the foal and wanted to talk, but I remembered my honest, noble word and moved on. Whether he drove a lot or not, he never looked back. And suddenly a voice from the forest. Fut... The engine sighed, thought again and headed into the forest.
And the passengers looked out the window and, noticing the forest, began to shout:
It's a disgrace, we'll be late.
Of course,” said the engine. - Still, you can arrive at the station later. But if we don’t hear the first nightingale now, we’ll be late for the whole spring, citizens.
Someone tried to object, but the smartest ones nodded: it seems he’s right.
And all night the whole train listened to the nightingale singing.
Disgrace, disgrace! - the passengers shouted again. - We'll be late. We'll be late.
And again the locomotive answered:
Certainly. Still, you can arrive at the station later. But if we don’t see the first lilies of the valley now, we’ll be late for the whole summer, citizens.
Someone tried to object, but the smartest ones nodded: it seems he’s right. Now we need to collect lilies of the valley.
And all day long the train collected the first lilies of the valley.
Now why are we standing? - the passengers were surprised. - No flowers, no forest.
Sunset, that’s all the locomotive said. - Sunset. And if we don't see him, then maybe we'll be too late for life. After all, every sunset is unique in life, citizens.
And now no one argued anymore. Silently and for a long time, the citizens of the passengers watched the sunset behind the hill and calmly waited for the locomotive whistle.
But here, finally, is the station. The passengers got off the train. And the locomotive hid. “Now,” he thought, “these strict uncles and aunts will go to the boss to complain.”
However, for some reason the uncles and aunts smiled and said:
Locomotive, thank you!
And the station manager was quite surprised:
You're three days late.
So what, said the passengers. - And they could be late for the whole summer, for the whole spring and for the whole life.
You, of course, understood the meaning of my fairy tale. Sometimes there's no need to rush.
If you see something beautiful, if you see something good, stop.
All the locomotives were like steam locomotives, but one, from Romashkovo, was strange. He was late everywhere.
And then one day the station chief said to him sternly:
- If you’re late again... then...
And the locomotive understood everything and hummed:
- The last honest, noble word!
And they believed the strange little engine for the last time.
Knock-knock - he drove along the road and never stopped. And suddenly a voice from the forest: “Fut!...” The engine sighed and headed into the forest. And the passengers looked out the window and began shouting:
- It's a disgrace, we'll be late!
“Of course,” said the engine. - Still, you can arrive at the station later. But if we don’t hear the first nightingale now, we’ll be late for the whole spring!
And all night the whole train listened to the nightingale singing.
- Disgrace, disgrace! - the passengers shouted again. - We'll be late! We'll be late!
And again the engine answered:
- Certainly. Still, you can arrive at the station later. But if we don’t see the first lilies of the valley now, we’ll be late for the whole summer!
And all day the train collected the first lilies of the valley.
- Why are we standing now? — the passengers were surprised.
“Sunset,” was all the engine said. “And if we don’t see him, then maybe we’ll be too late for life.” After all, every sunset is the only one in life.
And now no one argued anymore. The passengers watched the sunset silently and for a long time.
But here, finally, is the station. People got off the train. And the engine thought: “Now these strict uncles and aunts will go to the boss to complain.”
However, for some reason the uncles and aunts smiled and said:
- Locomotive, thank you!
And the station manager was quite surprised:
- Yes, you were three days late.
“So what,” said the passengers. “But they could be late for the whole summer, the whole spring and the whole life.”
You, of course, understood the meaning of my fairy tale. Sometimes there's no need to rush. If you see something beautiful, if you see something good, stop!
Abstract of GCD No. 15. Retelling of the fairy tale by Tsyferov G."Locomotive"Using supporting subject pictures and presentation
Lexical topic: GROUND TRANSPORT
Software tasks:teach children to retell the text with visual support in the form of a series of subject pictures, maintaining integrity, coherence, smoothness and volume;
activate and expand children's vocabulary on the topic;
develop the ability to answer teacher questions with complete answers;
to educate children’s aesthetic perception of literary works
Equipment: audio recording of G. Tsyferov’s story “Locomotive”, subject pictures with the image of a train, a station master, a foal, a nightingale, lilies of the valley, a sunset, a cartoon and a presentation of a fairy tale.
GCD move:
1. Organizational moment.
The game “Who controls what.”
The driver controls the train. The pilot controls... The driver controls... The captain controls... The astronaut controls... The cyclist controls...
2. Finger gymnastics.
Roll, (turn the steering wheel)
I'm flying
At full speed.
I myself am a driver (curl fingers.)
And the motor itself.
I press (, press right
Press the pedal with your hand and turn the steering wheel again).
And the car
Rushing into the distance.
3. Announcement of the topic.
Speech therapist: Today in class we will get acquainted with a little train who paid attention to everything unusual and beautiful and taught those around him.
Listening to an audio recording based on G. Tsyferov’s story “Locomotive”, followed by a detailed discussion*.
Who is this story about?
What kept happening to the little engine?
What did he promise the station master?
Who was the first person he met on his way? How did he do it?
Why did the train turn into the forest?
What did the passengers say to this?
What did the engine answer?
What did the passengers and the engine do all night?
forest?
Where will the train turn next?
What did the passengers say?
And what did the engine answer them?
What did the passengers and the engine do in the grove all day?
Why did the train stop on the hill?
Why didn't the passengers argue with the engine anymore?
Why did the train get scared at the station?
Why did the uncles and aunts say “thank you” to the engine?
Why is it sometimes not worth rushing and rushing?
4. Watching a cartoonwith a retelling mindset.
The speech therapist reads the story again, the children listen carefully.
Then they remember the content and paste object pictures-supports.
5. Physical education minute
Chug - chug! Chug - chug! (Children run after each other, placing their hands
The train is rushing at full speed. on the shoulders of the one standing in front. First child
The locomotive is chugging. makes circular movements with arms bent
I'm in a hurry! - buzzes. - in the elbows, and pronounces the words of the locomotive.)
I'm in a hurry! I'm in a hurry!
I'm in a hurry!
6. Children's stories accompanied by a presentation (without sound) and supporting pictures.
The speech therapist asks the children to independently compose a retelling of the story.
After discussing the first retelling, the speech therapist invites the children to compose several more stories.
7 . Summarizing.
Speech therapist (sums up):Why did the station master scold the engine all the time? Why did the passengers thank the train? Why sometimes you shouldn’t rush and hurry, but should stop?
Children's work is evaluated, and the most active ones are rewarded with suns.