On the eve of the day of the Great Victory over Nazi Germany, many kindergartens and other educational institutions are planning matinees and theatrical performances. These actions help not only to recreate pictures from the past for invited guests - WWII veterans, but also tell children about the war in simple words. We will tell you in this article what kind of war scenes you can stage with children.
"Siege Leningrad and children"
Up to 8 children can take part in this production. Military-themed music plays throughout the performance. The total staging time is about 25-40 minutes. Decorations can be made using old newspaper clippings, St. George ribbons, and patriotic symbols of the war years.
When assigning roles for a skit about the war, keep in mind that you will need to play:
- nurses and military doctors (approximately 4-6 people may be involved);
- wounded soldiers (2-4 people);
- traffic controller (1 person);
- residents of Leningrad (2 people);
- young mothers who are waiting from the front for their spouses (3-4 people).
Props
The plot of the skit about the war for schoolchildren takes place in besieged Leningrad, so you will need special props in order to convey the whole atmosphere of the city. For example, you need to prepare two dolls (they should be wrapped in diapers, like babies), a baton for the guard, a sleigh with brushwood, black and white photographs of people in uniform, a white suitcase with a cross, bandages and crutches.
What costumes will you need?
When preparing a skit about the war of 1941-1945. You must take care of appropriate themed costumes in advance. For example, doctors must wear white coats; wounded soldiers - in the uniform of a resident of the besieged city - in sweatshirts and warm down scarves, felt boots; military wives - in skirts and discreet blouses; the traffic controller wears a military uniform and a cap with a red star.
Scenario: Act One
When preparing skits about the war, write out all the roles in advance and draw up a proposed script. So, our skit consists of two actions. First, all the characters go on stage to the musical song-romance “Rio Rita”. They dance the foxtrot or paso doble. In the middle of the song, the music stops and an air raid alarm sounds. The characters stop, lining up in two small lines. A moment's silence. And after this, Klavdia Shulzhenko’s song with the telling title “June 22” sounds. During it, all the children stand at attention and begin to put on soldier’s caps and caps. With each verse the song becomes quieter. Someone says a poem: “Together spring and summer. Today they are visiting Moscow..."
A song called "Holy War" is heard. It begins to sound progressively, becoming louder each time. The children begin to march in place. One of the participants recites the poem “Until recently, the smoke snaked...”. During this scene about the war, machine gun fire, shooting and explosions can be heard. The music fades out slightly. At this time, one of the wounded soldiers says: “The enemy attacked unexpectedly. We defended ourselves as best we could. But the forces were not equal. We retreated with heavy losses, and the enemy was preparing for a crushing blow. The front line has moved towards Moscow.”
After these words, the melody from the march of the defenders of Moscow begins to sound. Children march to it. Then the song fades out (the first two verses should be heard), and the second wounded man recites the verse “October gives the boulevards in rubles.” At the end of these lines, a march is heard again, and then the first wounded man reads the verses “No. Early the enemy triumphs." At this time, all the children continue to march.
A siren sounds, the drone of planes is heard, and everyone lies down on the floor. Automatic fire and explosions. The second wounded man says the following words: “We defended our land. The enemy is repulsed, but not defeated. There are other battles ahead of us: for Stalingrad, Leningrad and other cities. We will definitely win. Victory will be ours!" This concludes the first act of the skit about the war for schoolchildren.
Act two: the battle for Stalingrad
The second act begins with a change of scenery. Stalingrad is in front of the viewer. The sound of a siren, gunfire, and explosions are heard. Two wounded soldiers appear on the scene. They lie and moan. Doctors run up to them. The wounded are carried away. On the other side of the stage we see two women (these are local residents). The two of them are carrying a sleigh with a bundle of firewood. Another explosion is heard. They fall to the ground and freeze. At this time, the music “For the rest of my life” plays. The shooting ends. The women get up and continue on their way.
In the middle of a skit about war for children, a traffic controller appears. He directs the movement of cars. Women with luggage pass by him. At this time he tells them: “Don’t worry so much, we’ll break through. Ours will definitely win!” The women sigh heavily and leave the stage along with the sleigh and firewood. The traffic controller turns to the audience and says: “Despite the complete blockade, our defenders of the Fatherland did not allow the enemy to approach the city. People continue to work for us. Volunteers are on duty. They help put out fires and warn about flying planes.” The lights go out and the traffic controller leaves.
During a skit about the war for children, the song “Dark Night” is heard. Two young mothers come out from behind the scenes, rocking their babies in their arms. These are military wives. They wipe away their tears and look out the makeshift window. One of them says: “Oh, where are our beloved ones? They didn't even get to see their children. God willing, they will return alive.” The second says: “They will definitely return with victory.” The song fades out. and then return to the stage with other characters.
All together they say: “The enemy failed to capture and defeat us. Our will. We won, but at a very high price. How many people died! How many military men, old people and children!” A pulsating sound is heard, and a minute of silence occurs in honor of the innocent people killed during the war. All children lower their heads and look at the floor. A curtain. A voice is heard behind him and the verses are heard: “Grey-haired soldier, tell your grandchildren.”
"Days of War"
As a variation of a scene about the war of 1941-1945. you can choose a small production called “Days of War”. It can involve 10-12 people. The props you can use are balloons, an improvised school board and several desks with chairs. Also, for greater clarity, you can hang posters and congratulatory ribbons with the slogans: “Goodbye, school”, “Hurray! High school graduation". For clothes, you need to prepare in advance school uniforms (for boys and girls), white aprons and bows, knee socks, military uniforms and hats (for boys), scarves (for girls), bandages, crutches, flowers.
At the beginning of the scene, schoolgirls appear, dressed in uniforms and white aprons. Snow-white bows adorn their heads. Two of them sit at a desk, write something, wink at each other, whisper and laugh. The other two figuratively draw hopscotches on the asphalt and jump on them. A pleasant and calm melody sounds.
Boys appear on stage. Each of them approaches the girl, takes her hand and leads her forward. Waltz music is heard and all the children begin to move to its rhythm. Next, according to the scenario of a mini-scene about the war, an air raid siren and shell explosions are heard. The children fall to the floor and cover their heads with their hands. The song “June 22” is playing. Then the sound of a trumpet and the first lines from the song “Get up, huge country” are heard.
All the boys stand up, put on their soldier caps and stand at attention, saluting (doing a military salute). The girls rise up after them. During this mini-scene about the war, the music fades out and one of the graduates says: “War! What have you done, you vile one? It has become quiet in our school.” The second girl continues: “You made our boys into men. They grew up before their time and went to war as soldiers.” At this time the boys, marching, leave.
The third girl says: “Farewell, our dear defenders of the Fatherland! Come back victorious." Fourth: “Don’t spare grenades and bullets. Do not spare the accursed enemy. Come back quickly!”
One boy returns, already dressed in military uniform. A soldier's backpack hangs on his shoulder. He says, looking into the audience: “What have you done during the war? Instead of a school, trenches await us. Goodbye, dear girls! We promise we will come back." Leaves. There is noise (you can hear soldiers marching). Next, a sketch about the war (short) is accompanied by the song “Little Blue Handkerchief.” All the girls take out their handkerchiefs and wave towards the leaving boys. The lights go out. Explosions, sirens and shooting are heard. Then shouts are heard: “Forward, for the Motherland! Hooray! Victory!"
Girls appear on stage with flowers. The voice-over presenter says: “This war has claimed millions of lives, broken hearts and given a lot of grief. We managed to win, although the price of victory was high. But we will never forget the feat that our grandfathers and great-grandfathers accomplished. Thanks to them. We bow to them. We remember. We love and mourn." The song “Victory Day” begins to play. Boys come out: some on crutches, some with bandaged arms, legs, and heads. They stop in front of the girls. They present the winners with flowers and place their heads on their shoulders. This is the end of the war skit for school.
“Only old men go into battle”: act 1
The scene involves approximately 6-7 people. Among them are one grandmother, one angel and 4-5 partisan boys. For the scenery you will need details such as a window opening, the frame of the house where the grandmother lives with the main character. From clothing, it is necessary to prepare a military uniform with appropriate headdresses, a scarf and a long dress for the grandmother, wings, white clothes and a halo for the angel, a white robe with a red cross for the boy’s mother.
A small house appears on the stage (can be made of cardboard and painted). Twilight. The light from the lamp is visible in the window. Then the grandmother appears. She prays in front of the icon in a whisper. The door opens and a ten-year-old boy Vanya runs in: “Grandma. Bah. Let me go to war." Grandmother shakes her head in surprise: “Still young. Look what you came up with. Where are you going to go to war? Your mother went to the front as a nurse, your father is also fighting.” The boy comes closer and takes his grandmother’s hand: “Let me go, okay? Look, our neighboring boys have all gathered to help ours. I'll join the partisans. That’s where I’ll come in handy.”
The scene is then accompanied by a sad melody. Five boys run into the room. Everyone is dressed in military uniform, and on their shoulders are bags of provisions and some personal belongings. The grandmother approaches them in bewilderment: “Fathers. Are you going there too? It would be better if they helped parents with housework and read books. Three inches from the pot, and then there.” The boy insistently: “Bah, I’ve already got myself together and decided everything. The Motherland needs me." He is about to leave with other comrades. The old lady stops him. He baptizes him and the others, puts a cross on everyone’s neck and escorts them to the door. To the music, the children leave the house and hide behind the scenes.
“Only old men go into battle”: act two
Next, the skit on the theme of war continues with military actions. On the stage we see a battlefield. Shells are flying. The drone of planes is heard. Automatic queues. Boy Vanya crawls on the floor. A machine gun hangs from his shoulder. The head is bandaged. There is an explosion. He falls. A child appears nearby and walks across the stage (smoothly, as if floating). Then he leans over the boy. She strokes his forehead with her hand and says: “Don’t worry, Vanechka! You will live. You will become a battalion commander and lead him into the attack. It'll all be over soon. Your parents will return. You too will come home victorious. Don't be afraid, you are under my protection." The angel makes another circle around the stage and flies away.
The scene doesn't end there. The Patriotic War is in full swing, and Vanya is still lying on the battlefield. His mother approaches him. She peers into the boy's face. He sits down on his knees next to him and strokes his hair: “Dear son, is that you? So big and mature. What happened to you? Is he alive? Open your eyes." The boy opens his eyes and raises his head: “Mom, it’s me. I dreamed of an angel. He said that the war would end very soon. We will be together, and peace will come to earth.” Mom replies: “Yes, my dear! This is true. Our enemy is fleeing shamefully. The war is over. And we are returning home! Vanya gets up and he and his mother hug tightly.
"War Stories": Act One
The next version of a skit about the war for preschoolers is a performance called “War Stories.” This action begins in a small house. Viewers see a spacious room, a chair and a table. Grandfather is sitting on it. There is gray in his beard. He leans on a stick and looks into the distance. An eight-year-old boy, Andrei, runs up to him, joyfully waving his briefcase. Grandfather looks at him carefully.
“Grandfather, today at school we were talking about the war. Have you fought? - asks the boy. Grandfather rubs his forehead, sighs heavily and says: “Yes, Andryusha. Fought." Andrey enthusiastically: “Tell me, tell me.” Grandfather smiles: “Well, then listen.”
A boy of about seven appears on the stage. He works in the forge with his dad. We see large pliers and a hammer. Then the blacksmith himself appears. He takes the hammer and anvil. He puts down a large piece of metal and hits it. A beautifully dressed woman appears on the stage (this is Andrei’s mother), carrying a tray of hot pies and a jug of milk. A burst of automatic fire is heard. Out of surprise, the mother drops the tray and pies on the floor.
The blacksmith silently puts down his hammer. He goes into another room (behind the stage) and returns already dressed in a soldier’s uniform. Andrey's mother attaches a blue handkerchief to his backpack. At this time, the song “Blue Handkerchief” sounds. Father comes out. After a while there is a knock on the door. A patriotic tune is playing. Andryusha runs to the door shouting: “Dad is back!” He opens it and sees a woman postman. She silently hands the boy a triangular envelope and leaves. Inspired by the event, Andrei, without reading, brings a letter to his mother. This is a funeral. She reads and cries: “You don’t have a dad anymore, son!”
The son gets up to the song “Get up, huge country,” changes into his uniform and goes to his mother to say goodbye. She cries and accompanies him to the war. This is the end of the first part of a skit about the war for schoolchildren.
“War Stories”: Act Two
A siren sounds. The roar of shells. Andrey is lying on the ground. A tank approaches him. He pulls the pin out of the grenade and blows it up. The presenter says behind the scenes: “The war brought a lot of troubles. It is over, but younger generations will remember it for many, many years to come. They will remember the patriotism of our grandfathers and great-grandfathers, the heroes, the innocent people killed and tortured. This must be done to ensure that something like this never happens again.”
A girl comes onto the stage and releases a live white dove. A curtain.
O. V. CHERNOVA.
Play
based on materials from the Museum of Military and Labor Glory MBOU "Muromtsevskaya Secondary School"
"Children of the Great War"
On the stage there are chairs in rows of two (imitation school desks), in front of them is a teacher’s desk, on it is a stack of yellowed newspapers, a bell, a kerosene lamp, an inkwell, in it
-pen. There is a radio on the wall.
On the screen is a selection of photographs “Children of War”.
Nastya Sh. (Behind the curtain) Girls and the boys of war!
There are few of you left on earth.
Daughters of the country! Her sons!
Pure before the Motherland and God!
Diana. On this day, both sad and bright,
Must bow to the ground
We are living and unlived children
That great and righteous war!
Artyom. Peace to you, health, longevity,
Kindness, warmth!
And even if nowhere in the whole world
Childhood will not be taken away by war again!
Sergey I. During the Second World War, 13 million children died on earth. Before the war, these were the most ordinary boys and girls. We studied, helped elders, played, ran, jumped, broke our noses and knees.
Tanya. But the hour came, and they showed how huge a child’s heart can become when sacred love for the homeland and hatred for its enemies flare up in it. Could the Nazis have imagined that even very young boys and girls would fight them tooth and nail? They fought alongside their elders - fathers, brothers. Little heroes of the big war.
Dasha L. We dedicate our performance, created based on local history materials from the school museum of Military and Labor Glory, to the children of the war, our great-grandmothers and great-grandfathers, who here, in our village of Muromtsevo, far from the front, but together with the whole country, fought the enemy and, as best they could, brought the Day closer Victory.
Interlude. Summer morning. Phonogram "Birds". A girl comes to the forefront.Polina E. WAR... What do I remember about the war?!
But I remember everything, although I was
Just five years in that sad year,
When the Germans attacked the country.
(Declaration of war on the radio. Levitan. Everyone approaches the radio) I remember how in the silence in summer
How they cried, how mothers grieved,
When fathers were taken to war.
Lena. From 1941 to 1945, 97 people from the village of Galanino went to war, 60 died.
Sveta. From Gorki - 96 people, 53 did not return.
Andrey. From the village of Stepanovo - 73 people, 30 died the death of the brave. Many had children left at home.
Slide "Cards"
Andrey. My father was called to the front.
And for this reason
I have to live from now on
As a man should.
Mother is always at work.
The apartment was empty.
But in a man's house
There's always something to do.
Buckets full of water.
The apartment has been swept.
Washing dishes is easy -
There's not a drop of fat on her.
Coupons from three cards
They give me a haircut in the store.
Breadwinner and breadwinner.
Man. Everything is possible.
I'm truly confident.
That he became a substitute for his father.
But in that distant life,
Blessed, pre-war,
Father didn't study
Things like this.
Mother replaced father.
I help my mother.
(V. Berestov)
Slide "Cards"
Polina E . And then it quickly came into life
New cruel word:
CARDS - for bread and food,
Everything according to a strict standard in one hand.
Katya K. I remember my bread card -
Grayish small leaf -
Each cell contains three hundred grams, a piece
A person received it for a day.
Lena. There was a little more for workers,
They were given half a kilo a day.
The bread was black and very heavy.
Find out what went into it...
Polina E. How they waited for letters - front-line letters -
That triangle without a stamp, without an envelope,
It was a holiday - because it means ALIVE!
Still alive... But how far is it from death...
Sveta. Here is one of such letters stored in our museum (is reading).
Address: Ivanovo region, Muromtsevo, Sudogodsky district. Peremyshtseva V.V. January 8, 1943.
Good afternoon, dear Vera Peremyshtseva, sorry that, unfortunately, we do not know what your patronymic is.
Your letter, which you wrote to your husband Semyon Dmitrievich Peremyshtsev, has been received by us. It is possible that you already know everything that happened to your husband, but we consider it our duty to answer your letter and explain everything to you.
Your husband served in our unit, worked at the post entrusted to him by the command. His military rank was “senior lieutenant.”
While at a combat post on a mission on December 27, 1942, he died a heroic death from enemy shell fragments. Shell fragments hit him in the stomach and his legs were broken into pieces. He died immediately - in a minute.
Of course, we feel sorry for him as a comrade in arms, and for you as the closest person, the husband. But nothing can be done, because there is no war without deaths.
We, his comrades in arms, have already avenged the death of your husband; hundreds of them died from our volleys of Stalinist artillery.
Hitler's cannibals will receive full retribution from the Soviet people for the devastation caused to us, for the death of innocent people, and the names of the fallen heroes in the struggle for the liberation of our homeland - our socialist country will never forget. Stay healthy. Captain, senior lieutenant, paramedic - signatures.
Freeze. School during the war.
Nastya M. The teacher of Russian language and literature at the Galanin school during the war was Marfa Sergeevna Skurskaya. (Slide) In her memoirs, she writes that working at that time was very difficult, especially on the second shift: there was no electricity, they lit the classroom with kerosene lamps, but there was also not enough kerosene.
Interlude. Lesson at school. The teacher dictates, the children write.
Dasha L. In the kerosene stove class.
I breathe on the pen.
I lower my head
And I write, I write.
Andrey. First declension -
Feminine starting with "a"
Immediately, without a doubt,
I deduce - “war”.
Nastya Sh. What's most important
Today for the country?
In the genitive case:
There is no - what? - “war”.
Sergey I . I send curses to the “war”.
I only remember the “war”...
Maybe for me as an example
Choose “silence”?
Nastya. But we measure it by “war”
Nowadays life and death
I'll get "excellent" -
This is also revenge...
Pauline. About the “war” he is sad,
That's a proud lesson
And I remembered him
I'm here forever.
(Lyudmila Milanich)
Tanya . At night, teachers were on duty in the hospital, which was located in the castle
Khrapovitsky, where there was a technical school before the war. (Slide) He had the number 58-61 and
worked from 1941 to 1946. It was headed by Nikolai Afanasyevich Kuznetsov, and
Alexander Stepanovich Novikov was appointed senior surgeon. Total in state
There were 10 doctors in the hospital.
Polina F . Of the many thousands of soldiers and officers treated in the hospital, those who died
only 77 people. They are buried at the Novo-Nikolskoye cemetery, where above each
A monument with the name of the fighter was erected at the grave.
Nastya G. We helped transport the wounded from Khrapovitskaya-1 station to
horse-drawn carts.
Nastya M. In 1944 - early 1945, liberated people began to arrive here.
concentration camps soldiers and officers. These were living skeletons covered in leather.
Some also have an advanced form of tuberculosis. Here they are little by little
came to their senses and forgot the horrors of the fascist “death camps”.
Andrey. The hospital did not have enough workers, and when wounded soldiers were brought in,
teachers carried them to the wards on stretchers. And in the summer we went with schoolchildren
into the forest to pick mushrooms and berries and hand them over to the hospital canteen. We didn't take into account
time and tried not to notice the fatigue.
The lesson ends.
Sveta. Guys, today after school we are going to the hospital with a concert. Is everyone ready?
Diana. I learned the poem!
Nastya Sh. And Tonya and I will sing a song! The soldiers are very fond of the “Blue Handkerchief”.
Andrey. Our pioneer unit prepared the re-enactment.
Sveta. That's good. You and I definitely need to please the fighters with our performance. And then we’ll help the nannies iron the clothes for the wounded.
Tanya.
Chairs are being rearranged into a hospital ward: some are reclining with the wounded
(Alina, Yana, Alena, Vagan, Sergey M.) Some of them have bandaged heads, hands,
legs. Someone is holding crutches.
Diana.
There is a hospital here. They are bringing us to the rear from the fronts
Anyone who is seriously injured.
There is plaster, bandages and blood... Suffering is here...
And we are coming here to perform.
The crutches creaked carefully...
So as not to frighten us, people did not moan,
And we tried our best for them,
And they danced merrily towards the end.
They clapped us loudly with all their hearts,
The simple ones gave gifts to everyone -
Sugar cubes - eat up, kids!
Take a little treat, daughter...
We can’t take it, don’t be offended, uncle!
And he wiped away a tear, without looking into his eyes...
How can you understand that he is not out of resentment?
And why can’t he see children without tears...
That maybe his family is somewhere
Behind enemy lines, or maybe she died...
After all, since the first days of the war there has been no letter,
And he hasn’t seen his family for almost a year.
Dasha K . Antonina Stepanovna Guskova (Slide) studied at the Galanin school during the war. She went to first grade in 1941, and in 1943 she was accepted into the pioneers.
Artyom. It was the forty-third year, not the year of victory,
When we were accepted into the pioneers.
And even though the war is not over yet,
The country did not change the ritual.
Sergey I. We waited impatiently, as before,
That the tie on your chest will turn red.
And they also made a promise
At a school assembly, standing in front.
Tonya (Polina E.) This is what Antonina Ivanovna Guskova remembers. (Slide: wounded) Our pioneer unit was assigned a ward of wounded soldiers; it was located in the beautiful mirrored hall of the Khrapovitsky castle. The seriously ill lay on beds not far from the door. We sat down next to them on chairs and quietly sang their favorite songs: “Blue Handkerchief”, “Dugout”, “There’s a Girl in Position...”
Song "Blue Handkerchief"(Nastya Sh. and Polina E.)
Little blue modest handkerchief
He fell from slumped shoulders.
You said,
What you won't forget
Affectionate, joyful meetings.
Sometimes night
We said goodbye to you...
No more late nights!
Where are you, handkerchief?
Dear, desirable, dear?
Receiving your letters.
And between the lines
blue scarf
He stands in front of me again.
And more than once
Dreamed about it in the early hours of the morning
Curls in a scarf,
Blue nights.
Sparkles of girl's eyes.
I remember how on a memorable evening
Your handkerchief fell from your shoulders,
How I saw you off
And she promised to save the blue handkerchief.
And let it be with me
There is no beloved today, dear,
I know, with love
You to the headboard
Hiding the blue scarf.
How many treasured handkerchiefs
We carry it in our hearts with us!
The joy of meeting
Girl's shoulders
We remember in the suffering of battle.
For them, relatives,
Beloved, desired ones,
The machine gunner is scribbling,
For the blue handkerchief.
What was on the shoulders of the dear ones!
(Words by Y. Galitsky and G. Maksimov)
Sveta (announces). And now we bring to your attention a dramatization based on the poem “Vasily Terkin” by Alexander Tvardovsky.
On the front stage.
Halt. The soldiers are cleaning their weapons, reading letters, the cook is preparing dinner.
Cook(Sergey I. in a tunic, cap, apron, with a ladle and a pot)
In war, in harsh everyday life.
In a difficult life of combat,
There is nothing better than simple, healthy.
Good food to the front line.
First soldier (Artyom dressed the same, holding a bowl and spoon)
Efficient, to be sure
It was the same old man.
What did you come up with to cook soup?
On wheels directly.
Turns to the cook.
Listen, throw another spoon like that.
I am fighting the second war, brother, forever.
Rate it, add a little!
Cook:
Wow eater!
The guy is smart.
You should, you know, join the navy
With your appetite!
First soldier:
Oh, thanks. I'm just
I haven't been to the navy.
I'd rather be like you
Cook in the infantry.
Cook:
It is immediately obvious that the warrior:
To the kitchen - from the place, from the place - into battle.
He eats and drinks with gusto
Any position.
Second soldier:(looks around)
Who's got the accordion, guys?
Here it is, no harm in playing!
I'll play. Whose accordion?
Third soldier (Andrey with accordion):
Whose it was, brother, no!
Second soldier:
I can understand this.
I'm in the second war, brother...
And I have wounds
And one shell shock.
Third soldier:(holding out the accordion)
Here, take it, fighter, three-row,
You are obviously an accordion player.
First things first, first things first
Throw your fingers up and down!
They perform the sailor dance “Apple”.
Sveta: And from that old accordion.
That I was left an orphan.
Somehow it suddenly became warmer
On the front road!
The pioneers bow, the wounded applaud, some of them wipe away the tears that have welled up in their eyes.
The children leave. Scene in the park.
Sergey I. Stop, guys! Listen. (Sits on the bench, everyone sits around him) Do you remember Marfa Sergeevna telling us about her student Kostya Shkurin?
Diana. I remember he studied at our school, and when he graduated from it, after the seventh grade, he left for Moscow.
Nastya G. She and my grandmother lived next door. And Kostya later completed his tenth year in Moscow. My grandmother told me. And then he. Apparently, I entered a flight school in Borisoglebsk, Voronezh region. And the war began - I volunteered for the front.
Sergey I. That's what we're talking about. He ended up in the 106th Fighter Regiment, abbreviated as GVIAP. Commander - Mikhail Vasilyevich Kuznetsov. Look what they write in the newspaper! (Unfolds the newspaper) On February 22, 1943, pilot Konstantin Shkurin took off from the airfield in the city of Krasny Liman on a combat mission to the Barvenkovo area and did not return.
Freeze. Artyom comes to the forefront. Slide "Skurin".
Artyom. Only 20 years later will it become known how our fellow countryman, the brave pilot of the Great Patriotic War, died and where he was buried.
On February 22, 1943, a red star white-winged fighter suddenly appeared over Kramatorsk. He flew over the 17th section, where German units were stationed, and fired at them. A Soviet fighter was firing almost over the rooftops of places with large concentrations of enemies.
3 planes took off from the enemy airfield and attacked ours like kites. Three against one. He could have gotten away unpunished, but he chose an unequal fight. Residents of Kramatorsk saw one German plane catch fire, but Konstantin’s plane also caught fire. A dot separated from our fighter and the parachute opened. The Nazis fired from the ground and from the sky. The parachute caught fire. Risking their lives, residents ran to the crash site to help the hero, but he was already dead. Not far from him lay a burnt parachute. A Komsomol ticket was found in the pocket of his tunic: the brave pilot was 20-year-old Konstantin Shkurin.
Pioneer team gathering. On the wall is the slogan “Everything for the front, everything for victory!”
Sveta. Guys, yesterday we were in the hospital with a concert, all wounded and medical
the staff are grateful to you. They really enjoyed the concert.
Tonya. I propose to visit the fighters again tomorrow. May they recover quickly.
Raise your hands, whose parents keep cows? (Sveta and Andrey raise their hands) Let's
Let's collect whatever food we can and take it to the hospital.
Tolya (Andrey). Well done, Tonya! I'll bring milk, we have it.
. This year we have a lot of cucumbers and apples...
Sveta A Mom and I will bake rye flatbreads and potato pies. Of course, we have
There are not many potatoes, but we will share with the fighters. They need to gain strength to
recover, return to the front and beat the Nazis again.
Tonya. My dad grows tobacco in the garden, we have shag, he will definitely give it, he
knows how happy the fighters will be.
Sveta. Right. We also read newspapers for them and help seriously ill people write letters.
home. They haven’t seen their families for a long time, many don’t know anything about their loved ones.
Yesterday, when the girls sang the song, some soldiers had tears in their eyes.
Polina E (Tonya). Of course, we will definitely help, right, guys?
Everyone makes a noise of approval.
Tanya. During the war, the Pioneer state farm operated at full capacity. We had to mow by hand. 14-16-year-old children from the Galaninsky school and the Muromtsevo technical school, along with adults, seven days a week, from seven in the morning to eight in the evening, worked in the field, on horseback, tying sheaves, stacking, threshing, constantly exceeding production standards. Musatova, Minin, and Sirakova were distinguished by their particular hard work and dexterity.
Sergey I. For 10 days, 86 schoolchildren, under the guidance of teachers, weeded cucumbers, tomatoes, and carrots.
Children of war. To young home front workers
Natalya Smirnova 5
Pauline. Children of war - these are our grandmothers' parents. Children of war who did not win the stars of the winners. They had neither regalia nor military honors, But today they want to bow to the ground.
Andrey. They are the ones who grew up overnight, in a moment, Children of war, sometimes turning gray from childhood. How much care has fallen on children's shoulders! There is so much work from morning until late evening.
Sveta. They were the ones who collected the harvest in the fields, In the cold and in the rain, and wet and frozen. I didn’t have a chance to hang out, finish the game, or get sober. It just so happened - I had to work for the front.
Artyom. In a terrible war, without firing a single shot, you helped our country win and survive. Low bow to you, our grandfathers, parents, Children of war, who were not included in the rank of winners.
Diana. Above the blizzards and gray colds
Young spring triumphs again!
And just as fire and water are incompatible,
Children and war are incompatible!
Song "Don't take the sun away from children."
V. SOLLOGUB “TROUBLE FROM A TENDER HEART” OR “WHO THE DEVIL GUESSED TO STAY IN THIS HOUSE”
Vladimir Sollogub’s brilliant vaudeville has been on the stage for more than 150 years and is interesting to both inexperienced and adult viewers. Count Vladimir Aleksandrovich Sollogub (1814-1882) is a famous Russian writer, author of “secular” stories, essays, memoirs about Pushkin, Lermontov, Gogol and VAUDEVILLES. This genre was the most beloved in Russia in the first half of the 19th century, and “Trouble from a Tender Heart” is the most famous, first staged in 1850. The author is a brilliant expert on the laws of this genre. In the finale, virtue and justice always win.
VLADIMIR SOLLOGUB “TROUBLE FROM A TENDER HEART”. VAUDEVILLE.
Characters:
Daria Semyonovna Boyarkina.
Masha, her daughter.
Nastasya Pavlovna, her niece.
Agrafena Grigorievna Kubyrkina.
Katerina Ivanovna, her daughter.
Vasily Petrovich Zolotnikov, farmer.
Alexander Vasilich, his son.
PHENOMENON 1
DARIA SEMENOVNA Oh, my God! Still no pink dress. Well
is this what it is? The dress was ordered for this evening, but you will receive it tomorrow morning."
Everything is so here, everything is so. Such a shame: I would just beat someone! Nastya!
Nastya! Nastenka!
NASTYA I'm here, aunty.
DARIA SEMENOVNA. Well, thank God! Where have you been, mother? It's all in my head
nonsense, but there’s no point in thinking about auntie; did you send to marchande
de modes?
NASTYA Sent it, auntie.
DARIA SEMENOVNA Well, what about Mashenka’s dress?
NASTYA Ready, aunty"
DARIA SEMENOVNA So why don't they carry it?
NASTYA Yes, auntie"
DARIA SEMENOVNA So why are you grumbling?
NASTYA(quietly) Without money, auntie, they don’t give it away; they say there's already too much
must.
DARIA SEMENOVNA What, do you want to be rude to me, mother? Here
gratitude: I took an orphan into my home, I feed and clothe her, and she
He still says sarcastic things to me. No, honey, I won’t let you forget. What?
They brought crackers, huh?.. They're spinning the ice cream." Eh?.. You won't think about anything. Well,
are you standing rooted to the spot? You see, Mashenka hasn’t combed her hair yet; give it to me
hairpins.
MASHA Here I should put rings on my forehead “like this” Mama, how do you like it?
whatever I want, if they don’t bring me a dress, I won’t go out for anything; I'll stay in mine
room, I'll say I'm sick. As you please.
DARIA SEMENOVNA What you? What you? Lost her mind! I'm making an evening for you, and
you won't be there; will you order me to dance instead of you? We will have the most
first wives" that is, gentlemen.
MASHA Yes! That's exactly how they'll go.
DARIA SEMENOVNA Why, mother, won’t they go?
MASHA What did they forget here? After all, there is now a better ball than yours;
I told you to put it off, but you want everything your own way.
DARIA SEMENOVNA It's time for you to get married, Mashenka, otherwise these evenings
My strength is not enough. Look, Prince Kurdyukov will be there today, try to help him
I'll like it.
NASTYA Oh, auntie, he's an old man!
DARIA SEMENOVNA Nobody is asking you. Well, old man, he has money
him young.
A servant enters with a letter
Who is this from? “well” (with annoyance) Excellent, incomparable” Prince Kurdyukov
sorry, it can't be.
MASHA Well, what did I say!
DARIA SEMENOVNA What, Mashenka, should I send for a pink dress? After all
there will be no prince.
MASHA of course, send "What do you think? That I am because of your
I'm going to walk around the old man without a dress, or what?
DARIA SEMENOVNA Oh, Mashenka, at least you would be ashamed of people.
MASHA Yes, he is French, he doesn’t understand.
DARIA SEMENOVNA Well, I'll go get the money and send for the dress.
MASHA It's high time... well, well, go ahead.
DARIA SEMENOVNA So she raised herself a bride - ruin and nothing more!
(Leaves.)
PHENOMENON 2.
MASHA(to the hairdresser) Here it’s still “like that”! Nastya "Nastya" what are you talking about
do you think?
NASTYA So, about nothing, something sad"
MASHA What nonsense! Look, has this hairstyle stuck with me?
NASTYA Stuck.
MASHA Very pestering?
NASTYA Very.
MASHA Right" Well, what are you going to wear?
NASTYA Yes, I’ll stay like this, why should I dress up?” no one will notice me.
MASHA You should at least put a ribbon in your hair" I have a lot of old ones in my closet
ribbons
NASTYA No, why?
MASHA As you want.
ZOLOTNIKOV(behind the scenes) Is Daria Semyonovna at home?
MASHA Oh, what a shame, man! (the hairdresser runs after her).
Phenomenon 3.
ZOLOTNIKOV Sorry" I scared someone here. (to the side) Oh, this one
daughter. (aloud) But the hostess is not at home, apparently?
NASTYA No, sir, at home; I'll go tell her.
ZOLOTNIKOV Neither, nor, don't worry; It’s you that I need.
NASTYA Me?
ZOLOTNIKOV Yes; let me take a good look at just you.
Turn around a little, like this “incomparable” I couldn’t wish for anything better than you.
NASTYA Yes, I don’t know you at all.
ZOLOTNIKOV You'll meet me soon. What year are you?
NASTYA Eighteen
ZOLOTNIKOV Great. Tell me, do you have any suitors?
NASTYA No with.
ZOLOTNIKOV Why aren't they looking, fools! Are you thinking about marriage?
NASTYA Sorry, I don't have time.
ZOLOTNIKOV No, you're not angry. I am Zolotnikov, farmer. Have you heard
May be? A man who has become rich, my speech is a little harsh. A,
however, I take an active part in you; Believe it or not, for you on purpose
I came from Kazan to make you an offer.
NASTYA You?
ZOLOTNIKOV Don't think that I'm talking about myself. First of all, I
fifty years; secondly, my face is far from attractive; thirdly, at
My wife is in Tambov. No, sir, I want to marry my son, and precisely, if
to tell the whole truth, I would really like to marry him to you. Of course
if you fall in love with each other. You don't love anyone, do you? Tell me the truth"
NASTYA Nobody, sir.
ZOLOTNIKOV Well, you don’t like it. I'll introduce my son to you. He is a kind little guy.
The heart is only tender. Just give me your word that you will not be away from me
offers.
NASTYA Listen, words are no joke: once you give your word, you have to keep it, and I
I don’t know your son.
ZOLOTNIKOV So what? He's waiting here in the living room.
PHENOMENON 4.
ZOLOTNIKOV Eh, yes, no way, here comes the hostess! Ege-he-he, how she has changed!
Thalia was just a glass, but now, thank you God" Daria Semyonovna,
do you recognize me?
DARIA SEMENOVNA(looking) Guilty, sir.
ZOLOTNIKOV Remember well.
DARIA SEMENOVNA Let me" No, I can't.
ZOLOTNIKOV Thank you, Daria Semenovna. Let me ask you, do you play?
Are you still playing piano?
DARIA SEMENOVNA And, father, where should I go?
ZOLOTNIKOV Do you remember, in 1919 in Kazan?
DARIA SEMENOVNA My God, Vasily Petrovich!
ZOLOTNIKOV I am a great sinner. This is the time. Became a different person.
(points to the vest) There was nothing here - it appeared. (points to head)
There was a lot here - almost nothing remains. Daria Semyonovna didn’t recognize it!
DARIA SEMENOVNA God brought us to meet. Am I so old to you, father?
I seem like you to me? Yes, I heard you got terribly rich.
ZOLOTNIKOV Out of grief, Daria Semyonovna. How you refused me, remember I
He entered into business, into trading, to his misfortune, became rich, and out of despair, he got married.
DARIA SEMENOVNA From consistency, that's right; and here with what destinies?
ZOLOTNIKOV There are some things to do, but I brought my son.
DARIA SEMENOVNA Do you have many children?
ZOLOTNIKOV One son in total.
DARIA SEMENOVNA Married?
ZOLOTNIKOV No, still single.
DARIA SEMENOVNA I ask you to humbly sit down. Nastenka, look, they’re lit
Are there candles in the living room? Sit down please; What the hell were we talking about?
ZOLOTNIKOV Yes about my son; I want to marry him.
DARIA SEMENOVNA Oh, be careful, Vasily Petrovich! In Petersburg
the girls are all good-looking; and when they get married, it’s immediately obvious that upbringing
not that, not at all. I have a daughter, so I can brag about it.
ZOLOTNIKOV Yes, I spoke to her just now.
DARIA SEMENOVNA And no! You spoke to my niece, the orphan,
which I hold out of mercy. I am a mother, Vasily Petrovich... but I will tell you that
my daughter was brought up this way, prepared this way"
MASHA(backstage) Mommy!
DARIA SEMENOVNA What, my dear?
MASHA The dress was brought.
DARIA SEMENOVN And now, my friend; and such an innocent child will be put to shame.
ZOLOTNIKOV This is what I need. My good little Sasha, only in
there is still wind in his head; They told him that he had two million."
DARIA SEMENOVNA Two million?..
ZOLOTNIKOV Two million. Believe me, his heart is so tender,
As soon as he sees the skirt, he will melt; every day I am in love; what will you become
do! Well, it would be okay for a prank, but in the summer, in Tambov, I decided to get married
on some kind of intrigue. Fortunately, the hussar turned up, otherwise I would have been with him forever
cried. I see things are bad: take my son with me to St. Petersburg, and to you, Daria
Semyonovna, from old memory I know that do not refuse good advice; and you,
I heard, daughter. Who knows? Maybe our children will meet and fall in love."
If it’s not us, it’s our children, Daria Semyonovna, isn’t it?
DARIA SEMENOVNA What an old thing to remember!
ZOLOTNIKOV will not return, truly. Well, let's admire the children"
Let me kiss your hand.
DARIA SEMENOVNA With pleasure.
ZOLOTNIKO B And the hand has aged; do you sniff tobacco?
DARIA SEMENOVNA For the eyes, Vasily Petrovich.
MASHA Mama, come here; How obnoxious you are!
DARIA SEMENOVNA Now, now, my angel “Now I’ll bring her to you” No
be too strict.
PHENOMENON 5.
ZOLOTNIKOV Lord, what a change! She didn’t recognize me,” here’s a lesson for you,
Vasily Petrovich "For thirty years I remembered her with pleasure" imagined
her former beauty. And that’s what drove me to come here!
Ah, right is worse than a slap,
Like having not seen each other for thirty years,
You will find an old woman in the ruins
Love is an enthusiastic subject.
Oh! Dasha! In previous years
This is not how you and I met;
(With a sigh) Then you smelled the flowers,
Now - you sniff tobacco!
PHENOMENON 6.
ALEXANDER(throws himself on his father’s neck) Father, hug me. I agree"
be it your way, “I’m not marrying her,” I like her, I really like her. I
satisfied, I'm glad, I'm happy, prosperous" Father, hug me.
ZOLOTNIKOV Oh wait!
ALEXANDER No, hold me.
ZOLOTNIKOV Yes, listen!
ALEXANDER No, hug me: like this" again. It's over, it's decided, I
I will fulfill your will: I will marry her, and it is her, not anyone else, but
her! That’s what I came up with, here’s my father, “Hug me again.”
ZOLOTNIKOV Yes, listen!
ALEXANDER Eyes, waist, hair “what character” You can see now. Father,
bless!
ZOLOTNIKOV Yes, get off me, please." We were mistaken, it's not her.
ALEXANDER Why not her? She, she, she! I don’t want her to be not her!
ZOLOTNIKOV Yes, I was mistaken myself: do you think that I spoke there in the living room with
daughter"
ALEXANDER Well, yes.
ZOLOTNIKOV That's the thing, she's not a daughter.
ALEXANDER Why not a daughter? Wasn't she born without a father and without a mother?..
Is she someone’s daughter?.. She was some kind of mother, and so was her father.
ZOLOTNIKOV She's a niece.
ALEXANDER Doesn't matter.
ZOLOTNIKOV Yes, they tell you that she is a niece.
ALEXANDER R Yes, even if she were an uncle, I’ll still marry her! Yours
there was the will" the father's will is the law.
ZOLOTNIKOV Yes, I predicted another one for you.
ALEXANDER No, my father’s will is the law!.. I don’t want another.
ZOLOTNIKOV Don't make any noise, they're coming here.
ALEXANDER So don’t let them go,” tell them not to come.
ZOLOTNIKOV Just look.
ALEXANDER And I don’t want to look.
PHENOMENON 7.
DARIA SEMENOVN And here is my Mashenka, Vasily Petrovich; please love
Yes, I'm sorry. (in ear) Stay straight! (loudly) She's shy to me. (on
ear) Yes, sit down well. (out loud) Excuse her, Vasily Petrovich:
She’s not a secular girl, she’s all about needlework and books.
MASHA (in her mother's ear) Stop it, mummy!
DARIA SEMENOVNA No, I tell her: “What are you doing, Mashenka, at your age?
you’re spoiling it,” in your summer you should look for pleasure, have fun,” and she told me
says: “No, mamma, I don’t want your secular pleasures, what’s in them”
A woman’s job is not to dance and not to flirt, but to be a kind wife, gentle
mother."
MASHA Mama, I'll leave"
DARIA SEMENOVNA Would you believe it, I handed over the entire household to her -
let him get used to it, and in his free time he plays music, draws, whatever
you have this head that you came without a teacher, you know, this
Apollo Velbedersky?
MASHA(out loud) Torn it up. (in ear) Mommy, I'm tired of you!
ZOLOTNIKOV And here, madam, is my son. (to his son) Bow down!
ALEXANDER Don't want.
DARIA SEMENOVNA It’s very nice to meet you: this is your first time visiting
to us in St. Petersburg?
ALEXANDER Yes!
DARIA SEMENOVNA How long are you planning to stay here?
ALEXANDER No.
DARIA SEMENOVNA Why is this so?
ALEXANDER R So.
MASHA AH, mamma, your questions are not very modest: maybe they
unpleasant.
DARIA SEMENOVNA But where can I be able to talk to young people? That's your business
keep young people busy. Let's go, Vasily Petrovich; no matter how many years
See you, have something to talk about" (in the ear) Let them get acquainted; without us
it will be more free.
ZOLOTNIKOV Certainly.
DARIA SEMENOVNA And you, darling, manage here without me; it's time
get used to it: today you’re a girl, and tomorrow you might live in a house yourself.
Everything is in the will of the Lord.
(kisses her on the forehead and speaks in her ear) Don't forget! Two million! (Aloud)
Let's go, Vasily Petrovich.
phenomenon 8
.
MASHA(to the side) He seems to be completely uncouth. Oh, what a pity!
ALEXANDER(to the side) Well, how can you compare her with that one! That one has eyes
waist, hair" However, this one is decent, so-so.
MASHA Would you like to sit down?
ALEXANDER No, sir, why!
Silence
MASHA How do you like our St. Petersburg?
ALEXANDER(absent-mindedly) What-o-s?
MASHA Do you like St. Petersburg?
ALEXANDER Petersburg, or what? Famous city, sir!
MASHA When did you arrive?
ALEXANDER On the very day of magnetic illumination, we deigned, of course,
hear?
MASHA Yes, I heard it, but I didn’t see it."
Silence
Have you already been to Passage?
ALEXANDER Why, I ate hearth pies downstairs.
MASHA You like?
ALEXANDER Pies or what?
MASHA No" Passage.
ALEXANDER nice walk.
MASHA Why don't you sit down?
ALEXANDER Do not worry! (to the side) Eyes, what eyes! Where is
I had eyes that I didn't notice her eyes!
MASHA We have a wonderful opera this year.
ALEXANDER R They say, sir.
MASHA Are you perhaps a musician yourself?
ALEXANDER Why, sir! I play a little.
MASHA On pianos?
ALEXANDER R Mainly on the horn.
MASHA A!
ALEXANDER And you, sir? (getting pampered)
MASHA I sing a little.
ALEXANDER Really? It is so pleasant! (aside) I don't know why she
I didn't like it the first time. She is very, very nice" And what a manner
beautiful. (To her) I really don’t know if I dare ask you.
MASHA How, sir?
ALEXANDER I say "I don't know if I dare to ask you..
MASHA What?
ALEXANDER R I don’t know if I dare to ask the first time." Encourage,
Please.
MASHA(flirty) Why? What do you want?
ALEXANDER Dare I ask "for example" (to the side) Yes, this is lovely, but
not a girl" (to her) Make me happy, please let me listen.
MASHA Yes, we are waiting for guests.
ALEXANDER You'll have time.
MASHA I really don't have a voice.
ALEXANDER Give it a try.
MASHA(flirtatious) Unless only for you" (walking to the piano)
ALEXANDER R (aside) For you, for me "She said for you" I told her
I liked the "Yes, this is not a girl" charm!
MASHA Just accompany me, please; I have a new romance here.
ALEXANDER With pleasure (sits at the piano)
MASHA
Tell me what's in the shadow of the branches,
When nature rests
The spring nightingale sings
And what does he express in song?
Why is everyone secretly worried about blood?
Tell me, tell me what the word is
Familiar to everyone and forever new?
Love!
Tell me what you're talking about in private
In thought, is the girl telling fortunes?
What secret trembling in a dream
Does he promise her fear and joy?
Call that illness strange
In which there is eternal joy.
What should she expect? What does she want?
Love!
When from life's melancholy
You, tired, languish
And, despite the evil sadness,
At least you call upon the ghost of happiness"
What delights your breast?
Aren't those unearthly sounds
When did you first hear -
I love?!
ALEXANDER(jumps up from his chair and runs to Masha) Oh, what a voice! What
for your vote! What feeling! What a soul! You drove me crazy; I'm delighted
Now I’ll go crazy if you don’t allow me to hope.
MASHA How to hope?
ALEXANDER Don't you know anything?
MASHA No.
ALEXANDER you don't know that your old woman was in love once before
at my old man?
MASHA How, and mommy too? I wouldn't have thought that. Yes she is not for me
talked about it.
ALEXANDER Yes, they never talk about it. Here, father, I made it up,
so that I would be on you" or you would be for me. It doesn't matter" but it depends on you.
Well, in love, in love, completely in love. Well, if you don't agree, I
I will be the most unfortunate mortal.
MASHA So say it.
ALEXANDER Father wishes my happiness; he only thinks about me
happiness; Yes, and I wish myself happiness - who doesn’t wish themselves happiness! Only you,
maybe you don’t want my happiness?
MASHA Have mercy" why?
ALEXANDER How? Do you want my happiness?.. Really?
MASHA Of course.
ALEXANDER So can I hope?
MASHA I depend on my mother.
ALEXANDER It’s not about mummy, it’s about mummy; you tell me about yourself
tell me "can you like me?
MASHA(simply) Why not?
ALEXANDER Marya" as per the priest?
MASHA Petrovna.
ALEXANDER Mashenka! I am the happiest man in the world, I will become you
love, love, love like no one has ever loved before, and never will!
MASHA Just wait.
ALEXANDER Why wait, why wait? This is hypocrisy; I do not want to wait; I
I love you, we love each other, we will be happy; we will have children;
make of me what you will; order, dispose, only allow
prove my love to you.
MASHA You are truly a strange person. However, listen, today we have
dance night.
ALEXANDER Do you want to dance with me? Don’t exact it as best I can.
MASHA All the same, but, you see, I don’t have a bouquet.
ALEXANDER So what? What do you need a bouquet for?
MASHA It's in fashion: holding a bouquet in your hands." Don't you understand?
ALEXANDER No.
MASHA Well, I’ll tell you: go get a bouquet, only of fresh flowers.
ALEXANDER But where will I go?
MASHA Where you want: that's your business. And I need to receive guests" Before
goodbye (extends hand)
ALEXANDER(kissing the hand) What a hand!
What kind of pens are, simply wonderful!
I would be ready to kiss forever.
MASHA
Well, go ahead, bye
Bring me flowers.
ALEXANDER
What kind of weirdness is this?
What good is a bouquet to you?
What do you need other people's flowers?
You yourself are the best flower!
PHENOMENON 9.
ZOLOTNIKOV Where are you going, crazy?
ALEXANDER Father, I congratulate you on the bouquet!.. Hug me! I will fulfill
your command "Your desire is law for me! Yes! I will marry her" I
happy.. I have been completely reborn" From fresh flowers.
ZOLOTNIKOV So what happened?
ALEXANDER What happened? I am in love at your command. Will
paternal - the law! Yes! You want me to get married whenever you want, even today."
Parent, bless.
ZOLOTNIKOV Yes, explain first.
ALEXANDER No, hug, hug like a parent... That's it! It's over! I
I'll marry her!
ZOLOTNIKOV But who is she wearing?
ALEXANDER On it!
ZOLOTNIKOV On your niece?
ALEXANDER On my daughter.
ZOLOTNIKOV On Nastenka?
ALEXANDER On Mashenka, on my Mashenka, on Marya Petrovna. For all
she is Marya Petrovna, and for me Mashenka!
ZOLOTNIKOV But how did you tell me that you were in love with someone else, with your first one?
ALEXANDER First?.. no! It seemed so to me; however, she too
very, very, very nice girl. Only this you yourself, my father, to me
appointed, and besides, she sings, “she sings like that! Father, did you hear Grisi?
ZOLOTNIKOV No, I haven't heard.
ALEXANDER And I haven’t heard, so that’s how he sings. Well, let's go!
ZOLOTNIKOV How are we going?
ALEXANDER Yes, let's go for bouquets, for sweets... She wants this, she
ordered; Well, take your hat - let's go!
ZOLOTNIKO In Yes, go alone.
ALEXANDER No, I won’t go alone: I won’t find anything; Let's go back now.
ZOLOTNIKOV At least explain it.
ALEXANDER Dear, I'll explain everything. Don't forget that fate depends on it
of my life. Well, let's go.
PHENOMENON 10.
KUBYRKINA This is your blotter, mother, of course.
KATE Boudoir, mommy
KUBYRKINA Well, anyway, General Akhlebova has exactly the same one;
Tell me how everyone lives in St. Petersburg!
DARIA SEMENOVNA Haven't you been here for a long time?
KUBYRKINA Fifteen years; It's a joke! I just have to admit,
yours is expensive.
DARIA SEMENOVNA Yes, not cheap.
KUBYRKIN And, for mercy’s sake, why don’t you take it” beef sirloin 34 kopecks!
Is it unheard of! Trustee, I rented an apartment like the one we have in Tambov
the solicitor would not want to live “Whatever you do, you’re such a fool”
KATE Cherte, mamma.
KUBYRKINA Doesn't matter.
MASHA(To Katya) Was your dress made at home or in a store?
KATE Of course, in the store.
MASHA(aside) Lied; Now it’s clear that she’s at home. (To her) Where’s the cape?
did you take it?
KATE In Passage.
MASHA Very nice.
DARIA SEMENOVNA Do you, Agrafena Grigorievna, play cards?
KUBYRKINA Passionate hunter, mother, not out of interest, but just like that,
small.
DARIA SEMENOVNA Do you travel a lot now? The balls have begun"
KUBYRKINA Unfortunately, my Katenka fell ill; it’s good that it’s nature
strong, she recovered quickly, otherwise the doctor was afraid that a relapse would occur.
DARIA SEMENOVNA Relapse, mother.
KUBYRKINA And, mother, relapse, recitation - it’s all the same. Where is yours
room, Marya Petrovna?
MASHA Here, on this side.
KUBYRKINA Ah, let me be curious.
MASHA Please.
KUBYRKINA Let's go, Katenka.
KATE I’ll come now, mummy; I’ll just fix the curls.
PHENOMENON 11.
KATE(alone in front of the mirror) How mannered this Mashenka is! What is it made of?
does your nose lift? This is the importance of what lives in St. Petersburg. Am I worse than her? Well,
what?.. just nothing, just no worse.
I myself am seventeen years old,
And ask anyone
There is no better place in St. Petersburg
Katya from Tambov!
Against other young ladies
I'm no worse!
I am no less than them,
Narrower at the waist
Thick hair in a braid,
And besides, since childhood I
I learned all the secrets
Female coquetry;
I know, I love pranks,
How to lie with your heart,
How probably yourself
Make you love
And my eyes and gaze
Always playing tricks:
They will give you a smile,
They will enrage you with ridicule.
I myself am seventeen years old,
And ask anyone
There is no better place in St. Petersburg
Katya from Tambov!
SCENE 12.
ALEXANDER Here's the bouquet" I got it with great effort.. Here's another (drops everything) Oh my God R
my! Who do I see? Katerina Ivanovna!
KATE Alexander Vasilievich! Oh! (faints on a chair)
ALEXANDER She feels bad" she feels bad! I scared" This is for me" Help!
Help!
KATE Don't shout!
ALEXANDER woke up "woke up" Katerina Ivanovna!
Katya faints again
Phew, another seizure; she'll suffocate in the corset... Are there any scissors?
cut the cord" Oh, by the way.. (takes it hastily from the dressing table
scissors)
KATE(jumping up) Don't come near! Do not touch! What do you need? Why do you
Here? It's not enough for you that you deceived me, that after all your promises,
assurances that you abandoned me, an orphan? Go, don't show yourself to me!
ALEXANDER Here you go! How am I still to blame?
KATE He asks “is he guilty?” Yes, you are a monster, not a man! You
Don Juan is shameless!
ALEXANDER What is Don Juan?
KATE None of your business! Answer, explain your action. I really don’t
I know how I’m still talking to you. Well, please tell me "Do you live in our
village"You pretend to be in love, look for my hand, and when I, like
an inexperienced, defenseless girl began to feel inclined towards you"
ALEXANDER Please don't look at me like that"
KATE When I agreed to your proposal, I entrust my fate to you,
you suddenly leave without saying a word, without saying goodbye, without even getting drunk
I drink tea “just like a thief” (crying) Oh, I’m unhappy! What did I do?
ALEXANDER No, please, no, please, look at me
KATE If you please"
ALEXANDER(to the side) Wow, the abyss "Pretty again" (Her) What,
I mean, I wanted to ask? Yes, let me ask you what you wanted from me
do?
KATE Like what "I thought that you would be my husband. Is that good? Well
Tell me after this, who are you like?
ALEXANDER“I look like my mother,” but that’s not the point. What kind of husband did you want?
make me?
KATE What kind of husband? Ordinary.
ALEXANDER What kind of ordinary one?
I would really like to know
Which husbands exactly?
A week after the wedding,
Would I, sinner, be with you?
Everything is split between wives and husbands,
How will the Lord bless them?
But what about the husband, tell me yourself,
Will the hussar share with you?
KATE What hussar?
ALEXANDER What? Don't know which hussar? But that hussar repairman,
who was visiting your village!
KATE Yes, he is my brother.
ALEXANDER Which brother?
KATE Second cousin.
ALEXANDER I know these brothers! Thank you for this kind of brotherhood; servant
obedient!
KATE You forget"
ALEXANDER No, on the contrary, I really remember" Don't pretend - I'm still
I know.
KATE What do you know?
ALEXANDER I know that he wrote letters to you.
KATE Not true!
ALEXANDER That's great! I read it myself, and what kind of letters are these? "Angel
my, Katenka! “My angel,” where do they learn, hussars, to write such letters?
KATE So you were angry about this?
ALEXANDER Not enough, or what? What else would you like?
Katya laughs.
Well, why are you laughing?
KATE For mercy's sake, you are so funny!
ALEXANDER Who am I funny? No, I'm not funny, I'm offended" Maybe you
Explain why you received hussar letters?
KATE Nothing could be easier.
ALEXANDER Well, try and explain!
KATYA I don't want to.
ALEXANDER Katerina Ivanovna, please explain.
KATE You're not worth it.
ALEXANDER Katerina Ivanovna! I beg you, explain" don't be cruel.
KATE Well, then listen; Do you remember Katenka Rybnikova?
ALEXANDER What was your guest? For mercy's sake, she is Avdotya.
KATE This is the older sister, and that one is the other; these letters to her, I only
betrayed. He even wanted to marry her.
ALEXANDER How, really? Ah, Katerina Ivanovna! I'm a fool, a villain,
wicked, slanderer! Torment me, beat me! Guilty without guilt! And for what
Did these hussars get into my head? Forgive me, Katerina Ivanovna!
KATE No, it's too late now.
ALEXANDER Katerina Ivanovna, are you innocent?
KATE Well, of course! However, as you wish.
ALEXANDER R (throwing himself on his knees) Katerina Ivanovna, be generous,
don't make me die of grief.
KATE(crying) No! I'm a poor girl, I love the hussars" Every one of me
may offend" I am destined to be forever unhappy - to love forever yes
suffer alone.
ALEXANDER(on his knees) Katerina Ivanovna, forgive me.
KATE You won't be jealous anymore?
ALEXANDER R Never, Katerina Ivanovna "only"
PHENOMENON 13.
ZOLOTNIKOV(at the door) Bah! What news!
Katya runs away
ALEXANDER Father, it’s her, Katerina Ivanovna, Katya Tambovskaya! I
the monster of the human race, the hussar, wrote letters to Rybnikova, wanted to get married
on Rybnikova, and she, my Katenka, loved and suffered for me"
ZOLOTNIKO Yes, at least speak Russian.
ALEXANDER She suffered, father, but she loved for me.
ZOLOTNIKOV You, brother, are out of your mind!
ALEXANDER Father, hug me.
ZOLOTNIKOV Get off, you idiot; crushed everything!
ALEXANDER No, I must, I want, I decided to make amends
crime" I am obliged to Katenka; I cannot do otherwise: I will marry
Katya, on my Katya.
ZOLOTNIKOV Yes, marry whoever you want; I'm finally tired of you. I'm giving you
give me a quarter of an hour to come to my senses, and then I’ll order you to have him examined at the provincial
board and put him in a madhouse. There will be no patience! Do you hear
I wish there was an answer in a quarter of an hour!
ALEXANDER R Father! Just hug me.
ZOLOTNIKOV Get away from me, you ass!
SCENE 14.
ALEXANDER(alone, walking around the room) No! Here's the situation" here's the situation. I
I’ll marry Katerina Ivanovna, that’s decided; this is my sacred duty.. But
I asked for Marya Petrovna’s hand; I excited her imagination" And what a girl
Marya Petrovna! Charm, ideal, death of reason. , I really wanted it
would like to get married! Yes, here’s Nastenka, my niece, and it wouldn’t look bad on her
marry" That's the situation! They won't allow you to marry three, but one is not enough! Here
it is a tender heart! This is what it leads to! And then the priest came with a knife;
It was easy for him, he married his mother, but what about me? Just killed
killed! Katenka, Nastenka, Mashenka; Nastenka, Mashenka, Katenka" What do I need?
do? I'm dying in my prime! (falls into a chair with a large back, so
it is not visible.)
PHENOMENA 15.
DARIA SEMENOVNA I can’t get enough of your Katenka, Agrafena
Grigorievna: a beauty in the full sense!
KUBYRKINA Much mercy, Daria Semyonovna. Why don't you look at strangers! On
your Mashenka, I’m having tea, you won’t have time to stop looking at her. Just now we talked about her with
General Akhlebova. That's a girl, you could say she's a girl!
DARIA SEMENOVNA She kept everything to herself, but you raised yours at home?
KUBYRKINA At home, Daria Semyonovna.
DARIA SEMENOVNA Please tell me exactly what techniques are in big
She lived in the light of time... and what modesty, how she behaves!
KUBYRKINA I'm already pleased that Daria Semyonovna is with you
Mashenka got closer. Believe it or not, it’s been a month since we arrived, and I’m already
I think that Katenka has won a lot. Who should we learn from if not yours?
Mashenki? Here is an exemplary girl and what a beauty!
DARIA SEMENOVNA Belle femme, you want to say.
KUBYRKINA Yes, mother, it doesn’t matter" Well, there’s nothing to say, it’s a sight for sore eyes
your Masha.
DARIA SEMENOVNA Do you think your Katya isn’t fun to look at?
KUBYRKINA What manners!
DARIA SEMENOVNA What a bon ton!
KUBYRKINA What a pleasure!
DARIA SEMENOVNA What kindness in conversation!
KUBYRKINA One cannot help but congratulate
DARIA SEMENOVNA From the outside you will be happy.
KUBYRKINA I'm surprised she's not married yet! Grooms, I think, and
can't be counted!
DARIA SEMENOVNA Yes, there are - fourteen generals have been wooed.
KUBYRKINA(to the side) He's lying" he's just lying!
DARIA SEMENOVNA There were colonels and captains, the prince was alone. Just me
Mashenka is not in bondage, let her choose. After all, she will have to live together, and not
to me. However, as a good friend, I can tell you a secret: today I
She talked to Mashenka.
KUBYRKINA Really? It was a happy day, and I told Katenka
Today.
DARIA SEMENOVNA My daughter is marrying a rich man; yeah that's not the point -
a good person. Have you perhaps heard about Alexander Zolotnikov?
KUBYRKINA What? What a nonsense! My daughter is marrying Zolotnikov; They
We've been engaged for a long time, but now we've decided again.
DARIA SEMENOVNA No, sir, excuse me... he immediately asked for Mashenka’s hand.
KUBYRKINA No, not Mashenka, but Katenka.
DARIA SEMENOVNA Little girls, they tell you!
KUBYRKINA No, sir, Katya" Your Mashenka, of course, is a sweet girl,
however, where can she compare with my Katenka! Although it is not very noticeable,
however, everyone knows that she is a little lopsided.
DARIA SEMENOVNA How? My little Mashenka is lopsided! Do you have eyes?
lopsided! I will order her to undress in front of you. Crooked! That's great! Not
Why did you get this from the fact that your daughter is all covered in cotton wool?
KUBYRKINA what? Is my daughter on cotton wool? I have a cotton wool coat, not my daughter
daughter is not a salop. My daughter is born as she is, but she only wears a dress
for the sake of decency. She has no one to deceive.
DARIA SEMENOVNA And it doesn’t deceive; Zolotnikov for nothing is not far
smart, however, and not such a vulgar fool as to marry your daughter.
KUBYRKINA And why?
DARIA SEMENOVNA But because everyone knows that your daughter ran after
a hussar officer who laughed at her and abandoned her; and then the poor one
an orphan was slandered, who was not guilty either in soul or in body. Noble
deed! The hussar told it himself.
KUBYRKINA You dare say this to me.. You! Don't you think?
everyone knows that your lopsided girl is in love with an Italian singer? Shame,
they say, looking at her is like sitting at the opera... everyone laughs!
DARIA SEMENOVNA Do you seem to be forgetting yourself? I won't let you in
I command.
KUBYRKINA I won’t go myself; and without you we will find, thank God, an acquaintance:
General Akhlebova is better than you, and may she find pleasure with me.
DARIA SEMENOVNA And I can’t hold back, mother, I can’t hold back!
KUBYRKINA Goodbye, mother, I’ll go get Katenka. You don't have my leg
will!
DARIA SEMENOVNA Good riddance!
KUBYRKINA But your daughter won’t marry our fiance... she won’t!
DARIA SEMENOVNA Yours will stay in the girls!
KUBYRKINA I won’t allow you to joke with me; my uncle is a senator, I will find it
protect yourself! Leave quickly so that things don't get worse!
DARIA SEMENOVNA Yes, I tell you, yes I tell you, this is unheard of rudeness! Yes you
You can't deal with me like that! Goodbye, I won't see you again for ages!
SCENE 16.
ALEXANDER(from behind the chair) here she is! Here she is! What a thing it is!
One is lopsided, the other is on cotton wool. One loves the hussars, the other the Italians" and both
They tell me I'm a fool! (running out from behind the chair) But no, I’m not a fool! I don't
Let me fool myself. I'll do it my way! I will choose the third, that is, the first,
not one or the other, but the third, that is, the first! That's what it is, that's it
she, here she is! (seeing Nastya) Yes, here she is! Wait, madam, let me
tell you two words.
NASTYA To me?
ALEXANDER Are you angry with me?
NASTYA For what?
ALEXANDER Well, well, admit that you're angry?
NASTYA Not at all.
ALEXANDER Why! I showed you so much attention the first time, and
then he took up completely unrelated subjects.
NASTYA So what!
ALEXANDER R Let me ask first, do you have any relatives of the hussars?
NASTYA No.
ALEXANDER You don't sing Italian arias?
NASTYA I have no voice.
ALEXANDER What a priceless girl you are! Nastasya" as per the priest?
NASTYA Pavlovna.
ALEXANDER Nastenka! I solemnly offer my hand to you.
NASTYA Oh my god! You are certainly not healthy! Shouldn't I send for
doctor?
ALEXANDER You will be my doctor.
NASTYA Sorry, I don’t have time" (wants to leave)
ALEXANDER(holding) No, first decide the fate of my life. Not
just be embarrassed; tell me, will you be pleased for me to marry you?
NASTYA I wonder how you dare talk to me like that. I'm poor
girl, but I won't allow cheeky jokes.
ALEXANDER Yes, for mercy's sake, I'm not joking; I have a positive intention
marry you.
NASTYA Who told you that I shared this intention! Why are you
took me to marry the first person I met? I know in St. Petersburg
rich suitors are not afraid of rejection, but for me there is much more in life
except money. There, in the living room, they said now that you have two million, and,
I confess that on this occasion I heard so much that I felt disgusted.
However, it’s not difficult for you to get married, just say the word” and the brides will come running
from all sides, and what I need is not a wallet, but a person whom I could
love and respect. Farewell!
ALEXANDER Nastasya Pavlovna! Listen to me.
NASTYA For what? You've made a mistake about me: I'm not like others." Where can you understand
the pride of a poor girl who, for lack of other treasures, keeps
spiritual wealth? She will not exchange her soul for luxury that she does not need;
she may take pity and make her happy, because she values herself highly, but
will never sell himself.
ALEXANDER So you are refusing me, Nastasya Pavlovna?
NASTYA Decisively.
ALEXANDER And you don't give up hope?
NASTYA Not the slightest.
ALEXANDER Listen, Nastasya Pavlovna, I’m stupid, funny, impudent, ignorant
- whatever you want; Only, really, I’m not a bad person. I have a tender
heart; well, am I to blame; Well, believe me, I’m still thinking about how to get attached,
love well, and then that’s it! The soul, the soul whispers:
“Get attached, you idiot, get attached,” - well, and here, as if on purpose, fate
teases. Either a hussar turns up, or some Italian, and I’m a fool with
money! Well, what do I need in this money, tell me yourself... Everyone wants my money, but
Nobody wants me, I myself.
NASTYA(aside) He really is pathetic. (out loud) Look, don't
hurry up - maybe you'll find it.
ALEXANDER Yes, I want you, Nastasya Pavlovna; you open my eyes. I
I feel like a new person; have pity on my rich position.
NASTYA I told you my decisive answer. Rest assured that I
I spoke to you out of conviction, and not out of empty coquetry. Don't be mad at
me; this lesson may be useful to you; when you get too forgetful
with some women, you will involuntarily remember that there are those who do not
only deserve, but even demand, respect.
(Curts down coldly and leaves.)
PHENOMENON17.
ALEXANDER Wow, the abyss! It doesn't get any easier hour by hour. It was three just now
brides, and now not a single one!
ZOLOTNIKOV(at the door) Well, have you made up your mind?
ALEXANDER Wait, wait"
ZOLOTNIKOV Who should I congratulate?
ALEXANDER Not with anyone: she refused!
ZOLOTNIKOV Who, Katenka?
ALEXANDER No.
ZOLOTNIKOV Mashenka?
ALEXANDER Not really!
ZOLOTNIKOV So who?
MASHA(enters) Alexander Vasilyevich, what does this mean? Is it true that you
Did you propose to Katenka? Do you want to insult me? Only it's not like that
it will work out" I have a brother in the Caucasus.. You will not get rid of him. Do you hear
is it?
ALEXANDER I really don’t understand what you want.
ZOLOTNIKOV That's what she's like!
KUBYRKINA ( enters) She’s already here, but what do I care? I'll send you out, I won't leave you
together. Marya Petrovna, I left a handkerchief in your room. Let me
get.
MASHA(to the side) How unbearable! It arrived on time! (out loud) Now
I'll bring it, sir.
KUBYRKINA Sorry to bother you! (leaves)
KATE(enters) Alexander Vasilyevich, what did I learn? you wanted again
deceive me: you are wooing Mashenka. This is too much." This won't work for you.
in vain - my second cousin will stand up for me, will fight with you
pistols, he will kill, he will certainly kill!
ZOLOTNIKOV This one is good too.
DARIA SEMENOVNA(enters) That’s right, she’s already picked up the guy: but I
for what? Katerina Ivanovna, mummy is calling you.
KATE(to the side) It’s just the right time for her to come” (aloud) Where is she?
DARIA SEMENOVNA I think I’ve gone here, I’ll take you (to the side) And then
I won't leave you alone.
ALEXANDER Do you hear, father, what a story it is.
ZOLOTNIKOV Shut up!
NASTYA(walking across the stage) Ah, I thought you left.
ALEXANDER No, I’m going... I’m going." Nastasya Pavlovna, I’m in despair.
Kubyrkina, Katya, Masha, Daria Semyonovna run out of different doors and
rush at Alexander, quickly and almost simultaneously.
DARIA SEMENOVNA No, it can't stay like this!
KUBYRKINA This should explain itself!
MASHA Yes, sir, if you please tell the truth!
KATE I have suffered enough from you!
DARIA SEMENOVNA Did you get married to my Mashenka?
KUBYRKINA Did you marry my Katenka?
DARIA SEMENOVNA I won't let my daughter be insulted.
KUBYRKINA And I will complain; my uncle is a senator.
KATE Why are you widening your eyes?
MASHA Why are you standing rooted to the spot? Speak up, explain!
ZOLOTNIKOV(running out) Sasha, Sasha! Are you here? Sasha, you and I are lost!
Dead! Trouble has happened! I feel bad!
ALEXANDER(with fear) Father! What happened to you?
ZOLOTNIKOV Burst! Burst!
ALEXANDER Who burst?
ZOLOTNIKOV Tambov.
ALL Tambov!
ALEXANDER What, an earthquake?
ZOLOTNIKOV That is, not Tambov, but a Tambov farm-out, the deposits are all gone -
After all, my entire fortune was worth two million! I received the letter.
There is only one village left, and that one is being auctioned off." Sasha! We have nothing else.
ALEXANDER Well, thank God! And I was so scared: I thought that it was with you
cholera has arrived! So why shout like that? You won't have any money, but I
what, what am I supposed to do?
NASTYA(listening) Yes, he is a noble man!
MASHA Oh, poor Katerina Ivanovna!
KATE Oh, unfortunate Marya Petrovna!
KUBYRKINA I feel sorry for you, Vasily Petrovich, here! You can say"
unpleasant counterdance.
KATE Kontrdans, mummy.
KUBYRKINA Doesn't matter; all you have to do is humble yourself before Providence" Your son
young; Now he will settle down and marry Marya Petrovna.
DARIA SEMENOVNA No, your son was wooing Katerina Ivanovna; I'm with her
I don’t fight off suitors - let him live happily.
ZOLOTNIKOV Let me ask: who is marrying Sasha?
MASHA Certainly not me!
KATE And not me either!
ZOLOTNIKOV(to Nastya) Isn’t it you?
ALEXANDER No, father, she refused me even a rich man! Let's get out of here
It's time to come to my senses, money is making my head spin, so
I got crazy in my head. Now you have to be human yourself. What are you doing
you think I’m a blockhead, a chair, some kind of brute, I don’t feel what I do to you
must? You have done your best work for me, thank God, now it’s mine
queue. I will provide for you, I will feed you, I will go to anything, to the store, to
day laborers, shoemakers, artisans, farm laborers, journalists,
writers! (To the audience) Gentlemen, does anyone have a place? Without protection, you
you know, it’s difficult. Do not refuse, I will justify: honest, kind, loyal,
you will be satisfied! Well, let's go, father, let's be ourselves, and not an accessory to
your money. This lesson is worth all your wealth.
ZOLOTNIKOV Well, let's go.
NASTYA Wait, Alexander Vasilyevich, I’m to blame for you.
ALEXANDER You?
NASTYA I insulted you just now because I didn’t know your nobility
feelings.
ALEXANDER Don't talk, don't talk, otherwise your heart will go up again
bottom; Now I don’t even dare to get married.
NASTYA And only now I can agree to your proposal; in my
a lot of pride and I feel like I can replace everything you've lost. Here
my hand to you.
ALEXANDER R What do I hear?.. Nastenka" Nastasya Pavlovna!
ZOLOTNIKOV My daughter! Hug me" Well, you hug me too, only in
last time.
KATE How touching!
KUBYRKINA This is nonsense!
DARIA SEMENOVNA Tell me, Vasily Petrovich, how could this misfortune
happen to you?
ZOLOTNIKOV Yes, if you please see, mother, it didn’t happen, but it could have
just happen.
KUBYRKINA What does it mean?
ZOLOTNIKOV This means that last year I gave up on everyone
payoffs, and two million will go, so be it, for Nastenka’s pins.
You cheated, mother, sinful man! I wanted to help out my Sasha.
NASTYA So you deceived me?
DARIA SEMENOVNA This is out of hand!
MASHA What is Nastya like? After all, I did, I must have guessed.
KATE I knew everything in advance; however, I’m very happy!
KUBYRKINA It's like nothing else; we will not allow ourselves to be fooled; I have
uncle senator!
SERVANT the guests have arrived.
DARIA SEMENOVNA Let's go, Mashenka. We have nothing to do here. And you,
Mother, congratulations, master! She repaid me for my care! Conducted everyone!
NASTYA I fooled everyone, “They will really think,” This is unbearable! No,
I'd rather give up my word.
ZOLOTNIKOV Who said that the word is sacred? No, if of any kind
If you're afraid, you won't be able to live like that. No, let them say whatever they want, and we
a merry feast and for the wedding.
ALEXANDER Hurry up, father!
ZOLOTNIKOV That's the same! And you look at your wife, and knock the nonsense out of your head, and
You will have joy and consolation, and not trouble, from a tender heart.
ALEXANDER R:
Having finished my adventures,
Now at this decisive hour,
I must ask for mercy
For the writer and us.
We are afraid that we are tired
You will console us, gentlemen,
So that tender hearts are in trouble
It really wasn't a disaster!
Performances that touch on the theme of war leave no one indifferent. Poignant and dramatic performances always resonate in the hearts of the audience. Unfortunately, many performances about the Great Patriotic War are staged in the spring, before Victory Day. But at other times they can be found in the repertoire of some capital theaters.
Information about all performances telling about the tragic pages of history of the mid-20th century can be viewed in our section. In this review, we present to your attention 10 military productions that will be of interest to parents and teenagers.
Can I ask Nina?(Moscow Regional Puppet Theater)
from 12 years old
The performance, which is staged at the Moscow Regional Puppet Theatre, is based on a story by Kir Bulychev. This is a fantastic story about how a simple phone call can overcome any distance and even decades, resurrect a terrible military past and create a bright dream for the future.
In 1972, Vadim Nikolaevich calls on the phone, but ends up in the wrong place. 13-year-old Nina, who lives in a cold apartment in Moscow in 1942, answers the phone. What will two people talk about, separated by time and space, and how can a man help a hungry girl? The roles of the main characters are played by dolls. And the audience watches everything that happens through the windows of a simple box. During the performance, footage from the war years is shown.
Duration: 1 hour.
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If the raven is above...(New Art Theater)
from 12 years old
The play “If the Raven is High..” at the New Art Theater is so deep and emotional that it touches the most subtle strings of the soul. This is a story about real feelings. About living people who found themselves in difficult conditions of war, but did not lose their human face. About those young boys and girls who were forced to become heroes by tragic circumstances.
The action takes place in 1942, in an abandoned mansion not far from the front line... The play, through laughter and tears, talks about front-line love, soldier's friendship, difficult military life, and at the same time returns the audience to the present day. At the end, Bulat Okudzhava’s song “If a raven is on high..” is heard, and during the intermission the audience is treated to field porridge.
Duration: 2 hours 30 minutes, with intermission.
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Leningradka(Puppet Theater named after Obraztsov)
from 12 years old
A puppet parable about the siege of Leningrad at the Puppet Theater named after. It is better for teenagers to watch Obraztsov together with their parents, so that later, after viewing, they can discuss what they saw. The production makes both the younger and older generations think and reflect on what they saw.
Before the eyes of the audience is the world of the lonely girl Valya. The closet is her only refuge in the bombed house. And the brownie is the only one who protects, takes care of her and helps her survive as best she can. The actors are dolls. Most of the performance consists of war newsreels. The music of the band "Spleen" is playing. And although the performance is a puppet show, it is better not to bring children under 12 years old to it.
Duration: 1 hour 20 minutes, no intermission.
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The fate of one house(Russian Army Theatre)
from 12 years old
A polyphonic narrative about the war, where six stories are intertwined. The literary basis was the works of domestic authors: “The Damned and the Murdered” by V. Astafiev, “The Shore” by Yu. Bondarev, “Sotnikov” by V. Bykov, “Life and Fate” by V. Grossman, “In the Trenches of Stalingrad” by V. Nekrasov, “Zhenya , Zhenechka and “Katyusha”” by B. Okudzhava and V. Motyl.
Six heroes, six tragic destinies, united by the house they moved into before the war. What that generation experienced, how it fought against its enemies and what actions it committed - all this will flash before the eyes of the audience at the Russian Army Theater.
Duration: 4 hours, with intermission.
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Cheer up!(Russian Drama Theatre, director Shchepenko)
from 12 years old
The performance is based on Tvardovsky’s poem “Vasily Terkin,” known to everyone from school. It is not surprising that there are many teenagers in the audience. To the sounds of Shostakovich's symphony, the brave soldier appears on stage performed by 12 actors, behind whom are their beloved girls, mothers, daughters, and the huge country that they defended.
The transforming scenery becomes either a road along which a Russian soldier walks through the swamps, or the side of a truck, or a single shield saving the lives of soldiers... The performance tells the story of the inflexibility of the Russian spirit, its firmness and unwillingness to retreat while at least some hope is alive. In the most hopeless situation, in the most desperate situation, the main thing is not to lose heart! “If we don’t explode, we’ll break through, we’ll live, we won’t die,” - listening to these lines, you believe the actors unconditionally.
Duration: 1 hour 30 minutes.
Script for the play “Death Conquerors”.
The premiere took place in honor of the opening of a memorial plaque dedicated to the location of evacuation hospital No. 3091 in the school building.
Date: February 2016
Characters:
Presenters: 1,2.
Nurses: 5 people, doctor Anfisa Ivanovna Polyakova, wounded: Yornik, Intellectual, crest, seriously wounded, Azerbaijani, philosopher, tailor, Commander, Plant Chief (female), children giving a concert to the wounded: 2 girls, 2 boys, 5a grade choir , Photographer, family: Mom and children (a boy and two girls).
Scene 1.
Video story “And tomorrow there was war.”
Presenter1: There is no city or village in Russia that would not be proud of its heroes who defended the country from fascism during the Great Patriotic War, but not every locality fell to one of the most difficult tasks in the world - saving the lives of the wounded. The Karabanovites, together with the entire Soviet people, worked without rest at the Plant named after. 3rd International, in evacuation hospitals, returning wounded soldiers and commanders to duty, not thinking that they were performing a feat.
Presenter 2: The Karabanov Hospital is located in three buildings: the city hospital, house No. 14 on the street. Peace and school No. 9. Here, in this building, during the Great Patriotic War, classrooms turned into wards for the wounded, operating rooms and dressing rooms.
The events that we will tell you about took place in this building in 1941-1943. Imagine. Instead of an iron fence around the school there is a wooden palisade. There is bustle in the yard. Horse-drawn carts carry provisions, linens from the laundry, medicines and other necessary items. The hospital carefully prepared to receive wounded from the front. They cleaned, washed, cleaned the premises, arranged the beds, made the bed linen, equipped dressing rooms and operating rooms. More than 300 people were waiting for the arrival. Stalin's order to organize rear hospitals was carried out...
(open stage)
Scene 2. Night. Ward. Behind the screen is the shadow of a wounded man and a nurse and a doctor bending over him. Music in the background.
Presenter 1: They brought the soldier to the medical battalion. The doctor said: “He won’t live to see the night...”
Severely wounded: I would like a song...
Presenter 1: The soldier whispered.
Severely wounded: I have been hungry for songs for a long time.
Presenter 1: The pain is unbearable and acute,
A hundred fragments crushed the body
And sister, tired sister,
She sang over the soldier until dawn.
The song “Scarlet Dawn” is performed. Sketch “Delirium” based on the poem by O. Berggolts “In the Hospital”
Presenter 2: The soldier was tossing about: delirium tormented him.
My chest was burning. Until the dawn
He called out to the women of his family,
He called out in anguish:
Severely wounded:“Mom, where are you, where are you?” -
Presenter 2: I was looking for her, searching the darkness.
And the young warrior bowed down
And she shouted to him through delirium and death.
Nurse 1: “I’m here, son! I'm close, honey!
Presenter 2: And he, bowed down, recognized his mother,
He whispered, overcome with agony:
Severely wounded: "Are you here? I'm glad, but where is my wife?
Let him come and put his hand on his chest.”
Presenter 2: And again she bends down,
Filled with truth and love, -
Nurse 1: I'm here (shouting) I'm here - your wife!
At your native headboard.
I am here, your wife, sister and mother.
We are all with you, defender of the fatherland.
We all came to lift you up
Return you to the Fatherland and life.
Presenter 2: You believe, warrior.
Retreating, delirium
Replaced by the joy of peace.
Nurse 1: You will live. There are no strangers or distant ones,
As long as a woman's heart is with you.
Finishes the song. Leaves.Night . Ward. Nurse Anya. A wounded dwarf comes up to meet Anya, she gives him a bottle of medicine, and he drinks it.
Wounded Ernik: What is this? Ugh!
A nurse looks at a seriously wounded man) He feels bad...
Wounded intellectual: And you put your palm on his forehead. I remember the touch of this palm! Better than any procedure. Maybe even better than any medicine is your small cool palm, Anechka.
Anya: Oh, how tired I am, if you only knew! Such duty sometimes happens... like this!..
Wounded Ernik: You can’t go to Mount Athos?
Anya:It is forbidden! You've been told!
R.Jornik: Is he alive?
Anya:Alive, alive! God! Why am I going to deceive you?!
Anya(sighs): Well I'll go(sat for a while) Don't be a bully here without me? You guys are great!(she stroked the hair of the wounded one by one) It will be worse(nods at the heavy ), call. Don’t turn out the lights at all: the wounded feel worse in the dark. But what am I? You know everything(she touched the wounded again and left the room).
Scene 3. Nurses.
The sister closes the curtains, goes downstairs, there other nurses are sewing up the clothes of the wounded, arranging bottles of medicine, writing letters... During the action, the presenter reads the words.
Leading:“The work of nurses was very hard. Day and night they did not leave the soldiers and gave all their strength so that the soldiers lived and defended their homeland. The hospital was overcrowded, each nurse had 70 or more wounded under the supervision; with such a workload, within a few months the civilian girls became experienced nurses. In addition to their direct duties, they put the clothes and uniforms of the sick in order, wrote letters to their relatives and friends on their behalf, read books and INFORMBURO reports to the wounded.
Nurse 2: . Today they brought in the seriously wounded again. I can't look at them without tears. I still remember how at night I carried a stretcher with a young girl who had a shrapnel wound in the chest.
Nurse 3: How tired I am! How many sleepless nights! And at home mom and little brother.
M.2.: Nothing, because if you live only with your own worries, then not a trace will remain of what you have lived.
M.4:Yes, if you live for others, then they will save what you serve, what you give your strength to.
M.3: I'm just a nurse. In a big war, little depends on me.
M.2:Your business may be small, but it will become big if you are faithful to it.
M 5: I haven't been able to do much yet. I want to go to the front. How I hate the Nazis because they bomb and burn cities and villages and took away our happy life.
M. 4: the most important thing in life is kindness. May the warmth of your soul bring the defenders of our Motherland back to life. You are needed here.
M.5: We are still so young, we so want to be happy!
M.4: Happiness finds those who strive to make others happy. For a while you need to forget about yourself, about your fatigue. With Victory, our common Victory, happiness will come!
“Nurses' Waltz” is sung and dramatized.
M.5: See you tomorrow, girls, I'm on the evening train. I need to take mail to Zagorsk, to the Lavra, with a password the sentry will let me in, I will give the documents I brought, pick up newspapers, new mail, blood for the wounded soldiers, and at 5 in the morning I will again dive under the carriages onto my train, often without glass. I will hand over all the inventories to the hospital, sleep during the day, and in the evening, go on a trip again ».
Leading: In addition to their direct duties, they put the clothes and uniforms of the sick in order, wrote letters to their relatives and friends on their behalf, read books and INFORMBURO reports to the wounded.
Scene 4. The wounded.
Morning. Ward, the wounded are sleeping. The wounded speak in whispers
R. intel:The sergeant-major is sleeping, but as fast as a bird - a scout!
R. philosopher: Gusakov and Antipin were from the same reconnaissance platoon, and they were wounded in the same search. It seems that only two returned - Gusakov, with broken legs, carried Antipin from neutral. If it were possible to fight at the front without making mistakes, we would have been in Berlin a long time ago.
R.intellectual to the seriously wounded: Hey bro... hear? Did you wake up? No... he’s still sleeping. Well, his leg was cut off, but he doesn’t even know. When they arrived, everyone was in a fever.
Severely wounded:(moans) Ooh. Who is there? Where I am?
Intellectual: in the Karabanovsky hospital.
Severely wounded:(moans) Who is there?
R.intel.: Here I am, Lieutenant Boris Pugachev from near Moscow. Wounded in battle. On the front line I got frostbite on my hands and feet. I don't feel anything. Before the war I studied at the university. And who are you? And where?
R.heavy:I Senior Lieutenant of the Marine Corps Evgeny Novikov. Originally from Borovichi, Novgorod region. When we went on the attack with machine gun fire, my leg was cut. Lost consciousness from pain. Gas gangrene began, they were immediately sent from the front line to a rear hospital - Then, everything was like in a dream, I don’t remember anything . (Looks at the blanket, groans) Wow, what's it like without a leg? I’m an athlete, I took 3rd place at the Union Championship. He passed the Finnish battle, was wounded twice in the arm and in the head. He ran away from the hospital, again to the fascist front - to beat the bastards! Now what? ... Why didn't they ask me?!
R.philosopher: Starley, brother, hear, you’re not the only one. It's hard for everyone these days. War! I myself wanted to take my own life, but I feel sorry for my mother - she was left alone. We will be alive, we will not die, we will learn to live again. The main thing is that he is alive! You only have one leg missing, you will put on a prosthesis and still run.
R.Jornik:(He grunted protractedly, farewell and sweetly, howled, opening his wide, toothed mouth. Yawning, he pulled himself up, grabbing the headboard of the bed, and looked out the window. ) A flock of sparrows flew to the ground to peck grain, oh and the weather has come, let’s get cold, her mother is there! Well, what, Afonya?
R.khokhol: (grabbing a strip of bandage taped to his stomach) : Damn that Hryurer! Shtob him on tym suite bulo yak mani now...
R.Jornik: How are you?
R.khokhol:I'm alive!
R.Jornik: And what a side this is! It's wet and wet! It flows and flows, flows and flows! It's all damp here. It's cold, it's cold, it's hot, it's hot. And people are not sublime, even in rudeness, even in affection, wide open. I would like to go home to my beloved, eh.
The song “It was not time that separated us” (sung by the wounded).
R.Jornik:If you dreamed anything, report it!
R.khokhol:Yes, what can we dream about! War! She's all damned...
R.intel.:I had a mine stuck in my pipe again, I was tormented, tormented
Ran.ernik: Did you fish it out?
R.intel:I don’t even remember.
R.philosopher: I don’t understand what is the need for people to rush in battalions, regiments and echelons, or march on foot, and then these same people lie all over the field. Cut by machine guns, scattered by explosions and even impossible to remove or bury.
R.Jornik:If only Hitler were here.
R.intel.:What do you think? Some Hitler wanted the war - it began, he wanted - it ended.
R.heavy:But I didn’t want to, or what, did my leg turn out to be an extra one?
R.philosopher: Hush, hush, guys, the rounds are coming soon. Anfisa Ivanovna will come, our chief doctor.
R.intel.:She is like commander Suvorov, only without the sword.
R.phil.:Her face! No matter how hard she tries to make him strict, everything is like a girl’s. From the first day I saw her, I loved her so much!
R.Jornik: Oh, this Anfisa Ivanovna! Well, how much I love her! What do I love, I simply adore it! If only she knew this and would look at me!.. just once!.. No, she doesn’t.
Scene 5. Detour.
Anfisa Ivanovna Polyakova, the chief doctor (friendly face, old-fashioned pince-nez, gray curls under her cap) enters the ward, surrounded by her older sister.
A.I.(R.5 lifted her shirt, knocked, listened and concluded): Did your wife starve you that way or did you get so thin at the front? (to the main sister) - Increased nutrition.
(listens, touches, hits Azerbaijani Kolya on the back with her palm, he was sitting on a stool all the time, reading a book) : To the convalescent ward!
Azerbaijani Kolya, R.6(pulled on his shirt, jumped up, yelled ): Here! Who is right? I'm right! Here! They kept telling me: “You’ll die!” They said to Ukraine: “You’re going to die!!” and Levone, and Vinitsa, and Kyiv - “You’ll die! You'll die! You’ll die!” How do you die? Why are you dying? Disagree! I want to live! I want to dance! I want to love girls! (with his arms outstretched he moved forward towards Agnia Vasilievna) Let me kiss you!(she pushes him away)
A.I.:Then, later! Come to the treatment room and kiss as much as your heart desires! And now the detour. Don't interfere.(he moves towards the bed, seriously wounded.., the expression on his face changes to a sadder one, he keeps looking away, he didn’t stay long.) You will be transferred to another room, a separate one.(The wound is taken out.)
R.phil.:When will you be allowed to walk?
A.I.:This depends on you. If you lie still, you will soon start jumping. You'll lie down.(comes out)
A.I.:Take in the wounded. Prepare for surgery.
R.intellectual: This is already the 3rd carriage today. And how many were brought on carts!
(A.I. arrives with a nurse).
A.I.: You can put one here, the rest in the corridor. Be patient, guys, be patient, dear ones. Change your bandages! Don't give me anything to drink! (leaves).
A nurse helps a wounded tailor walk.
The song is playing at an unnamed height (in the background)
Nurse 2: Lean on me, lean on me more, lean on me,
Don’t mind that I’m skinny, you know how strong I am.
Now we'll get you settled. We'll heal you, and you'll return to the regiment again.
The nurse arranges the wounded man on the bed.“Uh-uh, come on! Like this".
Wounded tailor: But the main thing is that before the war I was a tailor, how can I be without hands?
Nurse: Nothing, killer whale.
Wounded tailor: You can’t earn money without your hands and bread.
Nurse2: Nothing, nothing, honey, everything will be fine with you!
Commander enters.
Commander: Hello, eagles! Which one of you is Boris Pugachev?
Wounded 1: I, comrade commander.
Commander: Well done. Presents a medal. Wear it, you deserve it.
Wounded 1: I serve the Soviet Union!
Did you get the height?
Commander: Have taken! Got it, eagles!
Get well soon.
Our medicine is excellent
Everyone will be returned to duty. Leaves.
Comes in R. azerb..: Brothers, the bosses from the plant came, and the kids from school.(The bosses and guys come in.)
Female boss: Hello! Here, comrade soldiers, accept gifts from the rear workers.(Hands out). We work 12-16 hours a day. We complete the task at 300 – 500%. We make fabrics and sew clothes for the front.
Scene 6. Letters.
Girl with a letter:(Looks through letters). Well, mail! A pile of letters!
Hands out letters in the form of triangles.
Girl:From sisters, from brothers, from brides How many are there? From a variety of places.
(distributes letters , the first wounded man reads the letter)
Dance “Letter to my beloved”
The wounded man lies, reads a letter, and behind the scenes a child’s voice voices an excerpt from E. Blaginina’s poem “To Dad to the Front”
Only this time not in war.
I was even a little surprised
- How old you were in the dream!
Same old, same old, same old
We haven't seen each other for two days.
You ran in, kissed your mom,
And then he kissed me.
Dad! You will return unharmed!
Will the war ever end?
My dear, my dear darling,
You know, New Year is really coming soon!
Of course, I congratulate you
And I wish you not to get sick at all,
I wish you, I wish you
Defeat the fascists quickly!
So that they don’t destroy our land,
So that you can live as before,
So that they don't bother me anymore
Hug you, love you.
So that above all such a huge world
Day and night there was a cheerful light...
Bow to the soldiers and commanders,
Say hi to them from me.
Wish them every luck,
Let them go at the Germans as one... ...
I am writing to you and almost crying,
This is so... out of joy... Your son.
Girl with a summary:Here's a summary of the information bureau: (is reading) Our troops, after long bloody battles, overcoming great enemy resistance, went on the offensive. The enemy will be defeated, victory will be ours.
R. philosopher.: (Addresses the girl). Daughter, read a letter from home, from your wife. I have 7 children. He went to the front, the youngest was 2 months old, and the eldest was 15 years old. ( Mom and children reading
Girl(reads): “Hello, Fedor Egorovich! We bow to you, your wife Anna and children: Antonina, Maria, Lizaveta, Alexandra, Nina, Valentina and little Vitya.
MOTHER Life in the village is hard. We are still alive, and we wish the same for you. We work in the garden, on the collective farm. The cow - Maruska - saves from hunger. I’ll make a stew from the grass and white it with milk, I’ll throw in a handful of flour, but no, no. They give me 40 grams of cereal per workday, I grind it, mix it with quinoa and bake it into a cake.
Eldest daughter: Aunt Daria doesn’t have a cow, so her children are swollen from hunger on nothing but water, they give them 72 rubles for their dead father, and they only have enough for 2 glasses of salt. There are no matches. To heat the water, I’ll bring snow into the hut, but it won’t melt, the kids will bring coal from the neighbors, so we’ll light the stove. (leaves)
Boy: Tonya, she turned 16, was taken to the trenches in Verkhny Uslon, and now to Kazan, to a military factory. Shuranka and Liza walk 30 kilometers to get sowing potatoes for the collective farm. Seeds are carried on sleds. Shuranka is 10 years old; they are given 20 kilograms in a bag, and those who are older receive more.
Girl: How often do you dig up frozen potatoes in a field, but there are not enough of them, all of them are rotten. Closer to summer it will be easier, maybe it will grow. We think about you every day. It’s difficult for us here, but we are trying our best, working, growing crops to help the front.
Mother: Don't worry about us, we'll survive. Beat the damned bastards until the ground burns under their feet. I’ll stop writing here. Your little son has learned to crawl. Valya and Nina are watching him. Until they get sick, which is what we wish for you. Be healthy. Greetings from all the villagers. Your wife Anna."
Girl: I'm in the 6th grade. In the canteen they give you 50 grams of bread and a bowl of soup – that’s for the day. There are no notebooks. We write on newspapers.
R.tailor:That's it, guys, war has come to everyone's house. Damn her.
R.intel.:And I don’t even know where to look for my relatives. The entire city was evacuated, it is unknown where anyone went.
Girl: We have also prepared a concert for you at the amateur art group.(Music, the wounded are seated)
Scene 7. Concert.
Leading: Forty difficult years. Hospital. The corridors are dry and dirty.
The old nanny whispers:
Nanny:“Lord!..How small the artists are...”
Leading:And they walk in long chambers
And almost dissolve in them
With balalaikas, with mandolins
And with large stacks of books...
Nanny: “What’s on the program?
Children:The program includes reading,
A couple of songs
Military, correct...
Leading:And to the ward of the seriously wounded
They enter with trepidation and respect...
And they entered, And stood in silence... suddenly
Breaking falsetto
Abrikosov Grishka desperately:
(Children come to life) Boy: “I announce the beginning of the concert!”
The radio in the room was turned off,
And someone stroked my cowlick...
In the Karabanovsky hospital to the wounded
Our children's choir is giving a concert.
They are already making signs for us to start,
Two rows against the wall
We stand boys and girls
Before the heroes of the war.
Oh, long, detailed looks!
Oh, the compassion of sisters!
But here it is: “Get up, the country is huge!”
Our children's choir began to sing and sing.
song “Get up, huge country”
Boy: poem by V. Berestov Man.
My father was called to the front.
And for this reason
I have to live from now on
As a man should.
Mother is always at work.
The apartment was empty.
But in a man's house
There's always something to do.
Buckets full of water.
The apartment has been swept.
Washing dishes is easy -
There's not a drop of fat on her.
Coupons from three cards
They give me a haircut at the grocery store.
Breadwinner and breadwinner.
Man. The eldest in the house.
I'm sincerely sure
That he became a substitute for his father.
But in that distant life,
Blessed, pre-war,
Father didn't study
Things like this.
Mother replaced father.
I help my mother.
Ditties:
1. The Fritz advanced in the summer
They sang and danced
War is a miracle, war is gutt,
The Fritz are at home, the bacon is here.
2. The Krauts are now retreating
The Krauts sing weeping
We were beaten, it's terrible here
Woe to Fritz, I'm kaput.
3. Fascists love things in advance
Predict your victories
But everything goes the other way
Instead of victories, the Krauts have troubles.
4. Who is in a hurry to brag early?
Often gets into a puddle
No wonder the proverb says
Do not count your chickens before they are hatched.
5. The Fuhrer has bad dreams
His soldier in Russia mows down
And the coming of spring
It is urgently rescheduled for the summer.
6. On the Don near Stalingrad
To the advancing fighters
We wish to ruin the bastard
Not by days, but by hours.
7. We chase the Fritz days and nights
We catch them with fire
These are just flowers
There will be berries later.
boy:We sing…
It is heard
And there is a reproach in it:
Wounded: “Wait,
Wait, guys...
Wait...
The major has died..."
Leading:The balalaika cried sadly,
Hastily
As if delirious...
That's all
About the concert in the hospital
That year.
(children leave with their heads down)
Nurse(Yu. Drunina):
We didn't expect posthumous fame
We wanted to live with glory.
Why in bloody bandages
The blonde soldier is lying down?
His body with his overcoat
I covered it, clenching my teeth,
The Belarusian winds sang about the dense gardens of Ryazan.
Song “Mother's Fate” (sung by nurses).
Scene 8. Photograph.
To the ward of R. Jornik.: Photographer Izik Izikovich Shumsmager arrived and I took over the line for the entire ward. (Someone looks in the mirror, licks their lips, takes a photo with a friend, supporting each other so as not to fall). The sister supports the wounded man behind his shoulder, Izik makes a go-ahead gesture with his hand.
Izik: To the left! To the left! T-uh-ks! Wait a minute! One minute!!! Chin higher! And not so menacingly, make a joyful expression! not so scary! Well, I hope you won’t send the card to your dear Fuhrer, but you’ll send it to your mother! There's no need to scare mom. Moms are already scared. Attention! Oopple! I ask for the next hero!
Group photo.
Scene 9. Memory.
Leading: Thousands of soldiers were put back on their feet and went into the active army thanks to the caring hands of hospital workers. But not all the wounded could be saved. Many died from severe wounds. They are all buried in a mass grave in the city cemetery.
Dance to the song “And let it rain, let it snow, this evening we light candles...”
At the last chords, the Wounded come out with lit candles and line up in pairs with nurses back to back. They take turns turning and each person speaks a sentence of a word.
Testament to a descendant.
Give all your strength to serving people - this is wisdom.
Live so that the fear of death never troubles your heart. Don’t stop anyone from believing what they believe, respect others and their views and demand the same respect for yourself.
Love life, make it better, decorate everything around you. Strive to live long for the good of your people, and when your time comes, die with dignity. Sing your death and, having died a hero, return home. (the one who died)
Happiness is in self-sacrifice, in helping others. Do good, help others and you will have no time left for sad thoughts, and your life will gain meaning.
Farewell, because by forgiving, a person feels relief. Hatred, anger, thirst for revenge bring nothing but heaviness.
Trouble has its own lifespan, and therefore, when trouble befalls you, rejoice in every day you live, for it shortens the life of this misfortune and steadily leads to its end.
“A man without a homeland is like a nightingale without a song.” With her song, the nightingale lights hearts, awakens love, makes us cry, and fills the world with unspeakable beauty. And like a nightingale - with song, only with the Motherland is a person strong, spiritual, kind and beautiful. Take care of your Motherland! Celebrate and protect her!!!
The final song “Motherland” is performed by the 5th grade choir and all the heroes.
Used materials:
Sketch “Delirium” based on the poem “In the Hospital” by O. Berggolts.
Song “Waltz of the Frontline Nurse” Lyrics. A. Kharitonova, music. D. Tukhmanova
The song “It was not time that separated us” by muses. Oleg Eliseenkova lyrics. Alexandra Letchilova.
poems by E. Blaginina “To Dad at the Front”
song “Get up, huge country” composer: A. Alexandrov Lyrics: V. Lebedev-Kumach
Poem by V. Berestov Man.
Nurse (Yu. Drunina)
Song "Mother's Fate" music. And seq. Alena Stikhareva.
Victor Astafiev "Starfall".