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Small Motherland is the foundation of the world.
My understanding of the basis of the world begins with the fact that life begins in the Motherland. The motherland is our world, the basis of the state, for it is not in vain that the definition of "Motherland" exists. But what makes up the Motherland? I think that the Motherland is made up of small motherlands. It is from them that we begin. Small Motherland is a place where a person's life has just begun; the place where we were born. Our childhood passed here, the formation of the worldview, the first victories and defeats were experienced. Also, a small homeland can become a permanent place of residence, a place where we study and work, meet friends and close relatives, where life flows. For someone it big cities with developed infrastructure, and for some quiet towns or villages.
The places of our native home are engraved in the memory for life, our memories live there. Wherever we are, our small homeland maintains a spiritual state, reminds us of the carefree years of childhood. No wonder we often think of her.
My small homeland is the village of Severnoye. The village of Severnoye was founded in 1763 as a Cossack redoubt of the Irtysh line between Ust-Kamenogorsk fortress and Bukhtarma, right in the middle. In those days, the robed butterbur stretched along the banks of the Smolyanka River, on the banks of which my native village stood. And grayling fish teemed in the river itself. The Smolyanka River fed and watered the entire population of the village. The relationship between the river and the people was always changeable. A river, like a person, how it is treated is how it lives. Per long time people and their customs, views on the use of the river changed. Long-livers of the village remember that earlier there was even a mill on the river. But there was also a time when the villagers treated Smolyanka carelessly: they dumped waste, washed equipment in the river. Butterbur and fish were transferred, there was a problem of lack drinking water Even the school was going to be closed. Discussing these problems, the villagers thought, and soon realized how valuable it is to preserve the river that gives them life. I remember when I was six years old, grandmother Rufina, a neighbor, protected the river. In the spring, the tractor driver pushed garbage into the seething river, grandmother Rufa stood up for the river, quarreled with the tractor driver and was able to stop him. I looked at it and was proud of my grandmother Rufa, of my village. It becomes pleasant to the soul when you understand that there is a relationship between people and nature. This is the essence of the Motherland. Where does this relationship begin?
Mom often tells me about my great-grandmother Olga Petrovna. She had a high spiritual culture, although there was no education at all. Great-grandmother did not leave anyone without attention, she visited every woman in labor in the village with pancakes. She welcomed not only her relatives, but also everyone who turned to her. My mother's stories filled my heart with warmth. And I helped grandmothers carry water or buy bread in the store, because my family did that. This is where the seed of the Motherland is born. I also consider the city of Ust-Kamenogorsk to be my small Motherland.
The small Motherland is worth protecting. It's not at all difficult to do this. It is enough for each person to take care of the corner next to which the house is located. Be kind to the people around you and nature. I met people who love and protect their small Motherland. In my house, one floor above, there lives a person who cares about the beauty of our house. His name is Aslan. Once he planted trees near the house and painted the entrance. But Aslan had no means. He went to the neighbors and asked one for some paint, another for a brush, and a third for a shovel. Aslan was very polite, so he also established good relations with his neighbors. As a result, the house has changed for the better. And everyone understood that they put a part of themselves into this business when they gave paint or somehow helped Aslan. Residents have become more attentive to each other, and are not indifferent to their home, to their homeland. Looking at them, I myself became better: somewhere I changed my outlook, although I was always not indifferent to the things around me.
It is very important to preserve the places where we live. Attachment to the small Motherland in the future gives rise to love for our all-encompassing Motherland, for the entire globe, because it consists of small Motherland. It seems to me that with care for the small Motherland and love for it, humanity will be able to maintain natural, spiritual and social harmony on earth.
Project "My small homeland" Grade 1 — the first of a series of forthcoming. All of them enjoy "special" love from their parents. Such tasks are aimed at the development of joint activities of parents and the child. Aha!! In fact, this is a personal headache for mom. With a shudder, you wait for the next project, but it still falls like snow on your head. You will not have time to exhale after the cherished “project delivered”, as the next one is already looming on the horizon.
The theme of the project is “My small Motherland”, what to write? Well, I think essays in grade 1 are not required, just a few words about your city or about the places depicted in the photographs.
"My small homeland" Grade 1, the world around us, examples of work
Each photo or cycle of photos must be signed. It is important to express your attitude to places and events in the photo. Pictures increase, click on the photo and you can read the text.
- We wrote about Belarus, although our son was born in St. Petersburg, we decided to write about the small Belarusian town of Nesvizh and our village. Our roots come from there, we spend a lot of time in Belarus, and we love our small homeland very much.
- And our classmate (photo 2) took the topic "My small homeland - St. Petersburg", told about her area and the memorable places she visited.
- And another new first-grader of 2015 wrote about St. Petersburg, visited museums and architectural monuments
Homeland is a part of me Small homeland. Each person has his own small homeland - the land where he was born and where everything seems to him special, dear. My small homeland is the village of Kulaevo. Perhaps, to a stranger, everything here will seem ordinary and simple, but every little thing is dear to my heart.
Homeland in my soul. Motherland is not around me, it is in my heart, in my thoughts, soul and memory. She is part of me and I am part of her. I love this place where I was born, these paths along which I walk with my friends, the people who surround me. The word "Motherland" is associated with my parents and relatives, with my home, with a birch grove, with a small Shemelka and a larger Mesha. Motherland is not around me, it is in my heart, in my thoughts, soul and memory. She is part of me and I am part of her. I love this place where I was born, these paths along which I walk with my friends, the people who surround me. The word "Motherland" is associated with my parents and relatives, with my home, with a birch grove, with a small Shemelka and a larger Mesha. I was born in Russia, in a small village, I was born in Russia, in a small village, And my heart is given to him! And my heart is given to him!
Feeling of homeland. The word “Motherland” means so much that you cannot cover and explain everything. Each of us has our own homeland, but we all have the same feeling - the feeling that you were born here, the feeling of pride and love, the feeling of patriotism. The word “Motherland” means so much that you cannot cover and explain everything. Each of us has our own homeland, but we all have the same feeling - the feeling that you were born here, the feeling of pride and love, the feeling of patriotism. People who go to live abroad experience a feeling of sadness and sorrow for their native places all their lives. Many, even knowing that they were in danger of death, returned back. After all, even dying is easier in your native land. People who go to live abroad experience a feeling of sadness and sorrow for their native places all their lives. Many, even knowing that they were in danger of death, returned back. After all, even dying is easier in your native land. Even birds cannot leave their native spaces forever for the sake of warm, but foreign countries. Even birds cannot leave their native spaces forever for the sake of warm, but foreign countries. They fly across the seas and deserts, exhausted in order to return at least for a while to their fields and forests. They fly across the seas and deserts, exhausted in order to return at least for a while to their fields and forests.
There is no side more beautiful than our Motherland. Each person has his favorite place in nature, where he likes to go and where he likes to dream. My favorite place is the Mesha river, a small place called Shum. On hot summer days there is noisy and fun, a lot of people. Weeping willows stand on the shore, which bowed their branches low. In warm water, you immediately feel a surge of strength. The waves caress you, as if they are glad to see you. Summer is changing gold autumn, and then yellow boats float on the water, taking with them memories of a hot summer. So months after months fly by, and snow-white winter comes. Winter is also fun on Shum, but I'm still looking forward to summer. I love my native nature very much, because I am a small part of it. I like all the changes that occur in nature. What a mysterious force nature holds within itself! Is it possible not to love the nature of your land?
The future of my village In the future, I imagine my village even more beautiful. The streets will be clean and green. Flowers will grow everywhere. I want a new House of Culture to be built in our village. To have a music school and a large gym with a swimming pool. A playground will be built in the future. In the future, I imagine my village even more beautiful. The streets will be clean and green. Flowers will grow everywhere. I want a new House of Culture to be built in our village. To have a music school and a large gym with a swimming pool. A playground will be built in the future. Our village will specialize in the production of livestock products. Small factories will be built to produce, for example, cheese, butter, canned meat. Our village will specialize in the production of livestock products. Small factories will be built to produce, for example, cheese, butter, canned meat.
Project for junior schoolchildren "My small homeland"
Radchenkova Tamara Ivanovna, teacher primary school MKOU Kuibyshevskaya secondary school of the Petropavlovsk district of the Voronezh region
This material will help the primary school teacher in organizing work on the project, in conducting class hours on a local history topic.
Objective of the project:
introduce students to a new type of work - a project;
to teach to extract and systematize the information received, to present it;
to expand the knowledge of children about their small homeland;
to cultivate a sense of pride in their small homeland, a sense of belonging to the history and fate of Russia;
involve parents in the work on the project, contribute to the rallying of the children's team and the parent community, the formation of a sense of empathy for the common cause.
Tasks:
study the nature of the native land
find out the features of the development of the history of the native land
learn about the famous people of the small homeland
find historical monuments and sights of your small homeland
collect material (illustrations, photographs, texts, etc.)
arrange the collected material in the form of a presentation
learn to cooperate with classmates and parents.
In the process of working on the project “My small homeland”, students are expanding their ideas about their small homeland, educating children in love for their native land. These are the first steps for first graders to create projects. Our class is small, so we combined all the material collected by children and parents into one common collective project. With the help of parents, photographs were printed, material was collected from the archives of the village. It was nice to see how the work on the creation of the project went: the children shared their impressions of what they had learned with great interest. The children made prepared reports, illustrated them with visual photographic materials, told about the history of the farm, proudly and lovingly presented the sights: the school, the obelisk, our very beautiful nature.
The defense of the projects took place in the assembly hall of the school. It was attended by the parents of the students. Everyone experienced the feeling of excitement: the children, the parents, and the teacher.
On the defense of projects, the guys were very worried. All project participants showed activity, received an emotional charge from the work done. The material for the project is collected in accordance with the requirements and deserves highly appreciated.
The initial experience of the students is interesting and relevant. Through the use of active forms of learning in primary school it traces the formation of key competencies: educational and cognitive, value-semantic, communicative, informational.
Using search, research activities, students expanded their knowledge about their native land, learned to extract information, present it.
The project material was presented in the form of a presentation. I posted the material collected by the children and their parents in the form of a script.
My small home
Homeland is the place where you were born, where you took your first steps, went to school, found true and faithful friends. And this is also the place where a person became a Human, learned to distinguish bad from good, do good, love, where he heard the first kind words and songs...
Meadows and fields -
native, green
Our land.
The land where I made
Your first step
Where did you ever go out
To the fork in the road.
And I realized that it
expanse of fields -
Particle of the great
My fatherland.
We were born in a farm, which is located in the Petropavlovsk region and is part of the Voronezh region. This is how it looks on the map of the Voronezh region.
The Voronezh Region was created on June 13, 1934. It is the largest region of the Central Federal District. In addition, our region is one of the largest agricultural and industrial centers Russia.
The Voronezh region has its own official symbols that reflect the identity and traditions of our region.
And these are the state symbols of our Petropavlovsk region - which say that our region is engaged in the cultivation of crops, gives bread to the country.
Villages, like people, have their own stories and biographies. Our small farm is almost
deserted, but for most people it is still a small Motherland.
And today we will make a journey into the history of the birth and development of our
small homeland.
In the land where the nightingales, without stopping,
Bring out their trills under the moon
Boils from bird cherry in spring
Indychiy - my native farm
Three hundred years ago (and this is a lot)
My native village was born.
Three hundred years in a row, three centuries have passed,
Gone into history, intertwined with history.
Our farm has been mentioned in official records since 1725, but life here began earlier. In the 15th century, there was a Wild Field here, but even then there was the Murom Way, along which travelers traveled from north to south. Our farm began existence with several yards from runaway Kursk serfs. They built wooden huts with a small window, which were heated in black. There was a lot of game in the forest, in the Tolucheevka River there was an abundance of fish, a lot of beavers. This allowed them to feed their families. The river and water meadows contributed to the breeding of poultry and livestock. The river also protected from outsiders, so the village gradually grew.
The villagers grew and supplied a large number of poultry products (turkeys and geese). There were 7 poultry slaughterhouses. Poultry meat, fluff were sent even abroad. In England and France, both products and down from our small farm were highly valued. The name Indychiy is also connected with this. There were not many arable lands.
Soviet authority was installed in 1919.
Here hunger with poverty
Rampant in the twenties.
AT civil war
Here the blood of the ancestors was shed.
And in my first collective farm
Peasants marched in the thirties,
Meeting novelty with apprehension, enmity
On May 19, 1925, the Indychansky village council was formed. In 1927, on March 21, the Zarya agricultural artel was organized. Miroshnikov A.M. was her authorized representative. Artel received allotments of land, a tractor, and united the inventory of individual farmers. The first members numbered 28 people, including children. In 1928, a post camp was formed, a school with one teacher. Together with the whole country, the farm survived the collectivization and expulsions of the 1930s.
The life of collective farmers gradually improved, people looked to the future with confidence, made plans, raised children.
But the villagers did not enjoy a peaceful life for long. Again, weeping was heard in the village huts. The Second World War has begun.
Our Indychy is a small part of the country. How to calculate military losses for him? Our village did not experience the occupation, but the fighting went on side by side. The female population was employed in digging trenches in the front line. All men's work on the collective farm fell on the shoulders of women, the elderly and children. 200 people went to war with the Nazis, 136 of them did not return from the battlefield.
In the center of the village there is an obelisk with the Eternal Flame of memory of those who did not return from the war.
We have terrible bloody years
Never forget.
Glorious feat of heroes
Their grandchildren will honor.
After the war, all the hardships of life were shouldered by women and children, returning front-line soldiers. Thanks to their efforts and hard work, the collective farm grew larger. The construction of the necessary economic facilities has begun
Opened in 1968 new school where we are currently studying.
Our classroom. The classroom is decorated with a corner "Russia is my Motherland!"
At the end of the seventies, under the leadership of Viktor Ivanovich Menyailenko, modern premises were built with full mechanization of all processes: mechanical milking, milk pipeline, water supply, cleaning of the premises. For a great contribution to the development of the economy Menyailenko V.I. was awarded the Order of the Badge of Honor
From 1981 to 2003, the Zarya collective farm was headed by Ovsyannikov Mikhail Petrovich. He began his work with the enlargement of the construction team, which began to build houses for collective farmers on the shares of the farm and developers. Green Street appeared in the farm, consisting of eighteen new houses.
The farm was one of the best in the area. Farm workers cultivated more than 3.5 thousand hectares of land.
There were 40 machines and tractors, 12 new combines in the machine and tractor fleet. Powerful first "Kirovtsy" in our area were purchased by our collective farm
Two central streets, entrances to the farms were asphalted in 1982. A new modern bridge across the Tolucheevka River was built in 1984.
Our fellow villagers know how to work. In total, there are 16 order bearers in Indychie. These people are our pride.
Everything was done to facilitate the work of the villagers. Mikhail Petrovich made every effort to be among the first in the area to gasify the farm. In 1996, a high-pressure gas pipeline was laid.
In 2004, Aleksandr Ivanovich Semisinov, a former graduate of our school, who had previously worked as a chief engineer on the farm, became the head of Zarya LLC. Of course, a lot of things in the artel fell into decay in connection with the last years of reforms and restructuring. But the young specialist seeks to revive the farm. First of all, all efforts were directed towards the development of crop production, the purchase of new agricultural machinery, and the purchase of mineral fertilizers. AT last years good crop yields were obtained.
And our countrymen know how not only to work conscientiously, but to have fun in their free time. Every year, according to tradition, the holiday "Seeing Shrovetide" is held.
Class hour "My small Motherland"
September 1, 2014
Teacher Korytina T.I.
“For Russia, the village is a particle,
And for us it is the parental home.
And we're glad we can be proud
Small Motherland where we live”.
Topic :
My small home.
Goals :
clarify the concepts of "Motherland", "small motherland",to expand the knowledge of children about their native village, its past, the history of its formation.
Tasks :
To form feelings of patriotism, love for the native land, education of students as citizens of their homeland, who know and respect their roots;
Promote development cognitive interests, interest in the history of their native land, their country;
develop speech, Creative skills children, the ability to coherently and emotionally present the material;
Build search engine skills research work;
Express your emotions and feelings through songs, dances and poems.
Equipment : computer, projector, models of monuments, genealogy, musical accompaniment, balloons, dictionaries.
Formed UUD :
Regulatory :
Ability to define and formulate the purpose of the lesson.
Personal:
Contribute to the development of interest in art, form aesthetic feelings, form a motivational basis learning activities, i.e. children's desire to learn more about their region.
Cognitive:
The ability to process the information received, compare objects, make comparisons, build a statement orally, develop observation skills, form the ability to find information in dictionaries.
Communicative:
Control their actions in collective work, take the initiative, listen and engage in dialogue, formulate their own opinion and position.
Lesson progress:
1. Motivation for learning activities.
Let's smile at each other and the guests. May today's lesson bring us the joy of fellowship.
Teacher: I am glad to see you all rested, tanned, cheerful, grown up and matured.
Today, all the children of our vast Russia were called by a bursting school bell. The school has opened its doors to students, ahead of the next academic year. May it be successful for us.
Dear Guys! Do you remember what country we live in? What is the name of the capital of our country?
We live in a huge country called Russia. You are Russians! Russia is the largest country in the world. The borders of Russia pass both by land and by sea.
It spread freely from the icy deserts of the Far North to the warm seas of the Black and Azov in the south.
Is in Russia high mountains, full-flowing rivers, deep clean lakes, they are called the blue eyes of Russia.
Dense forests and endless steppes with yellow ears of ripe wheat. There are also small rivers, bright birch groves, sunny clearings with bright hats of fly agaric, swampy swamps and large green plains.
Student:
How big is my land
How wide are the spaces!
Lakes, rivers and fields
Forests and steppe and mountains!
Spread my country
North to South
When spring is in one side,
In another - snow and blizzard
And the train through my country
To the border from the border
Not less than ten days
And it will barely fit.
We can rightfully be proud of our great Motherland, its nature, its talented gifted people.
2. Actualization of knowledge.
Competition "Relatives" is held.
Envelopes with letters are distributed, it is proposed to collect a word from these letters. The words are posted on the board.
Read these words carefully. What question would you ask?
Let's explain lexical meanings given words. Can we say they are related?
PARENTS are the father and mother to whom children are born.
RELATIVES - relatives.
PEDIGREE - a list of generations of the same genus. People are proud of their pedigree, study it
MOTHERLAND is both the Fatherland, the country, and the place of birth of a person.
PEOPLE - a nation, the inhabitants of a country.
Which word do you think is the most important?
So, the key word is Motherland.
Who guessed what the conversation will be about at our first class hour?
The topic is coded here. Read: "M-Y M-L-Y R-D-N-"
What is Motherland?
Open dictionaries and check the meaning of this word.(children read the definition).
(Motherland is the place where a person was born, where his relatives live; this is the side that is native to him; this is the country in which he lives.)
Guys, what do you associate the word "Motherland" with? What comes to mind when you hear this word? (children's statements)
But each of us has our own small homeland - this is your own mother, the house where you were born and raised, childhood friends, favorite books and games. Such simple human values. They belong to each of us. It is impossible to take them away under any circumstances, because they are stored in the very heart.
Remember how the song sings "Where does the Motherland begin? .." (phonogram)
Let's reveal the meaning of each word of the topic of our class hour.
My - here are my friends, my house, my parents, relatives, street, school, etc.
Malaya - a small part of such a huge country.
motherland - people close to my heart live here.
The student reads the poem "Small Motherland"
Small Motherland -
An island of earth.
Currant under the window
The cherries have blossomed.
curly apple tree,
And under it is a bench -
Affectionate little
My motherland!
You were born in Volgograd and live in r.p. Settlement. This is your small homeland. And I would like to know what you know about your small Motherland?
How many of you know why our village is called that?
Who were the first settlers? In what year was the village formed? What historical monuments are located on the territory of the village Gorodishche? Maybe some of you know the origin of your surname and your name, which your family can be proud of.
(Children share information, tell Interesting Facts from the history of the village
Our native village Gorodishche is located in the Volga and Don rivers, northwest of Volgograd. It is divided into two parts by the river Wet Mechetka. According to legend, here at the beginning of the second half of the 16th century, the Tatar Khan Mamai settled down with his hordes. After the unsuccessful assault on Tsaritsyn, Emelyan Pugachev retreated to Mechetka.
In the distant past, the interfluve between the Volga and the Don was the outskirts of Russia and was called the Wild Field.
The village of Gorodishche was settled in 1827. Initially, the part called Uvarovka was settled (according to the settlers of the village of Uvarovka Tambov province), then families moved from the village of Gorodishche in the Tambov province, hence the name Gorodishche came from. Then came immigrants from the village of Kerochi, Kursk province, Little Russians from the village of Sudzhi.
Today our village is 183 years old.
From archival materials there is information that in the Root beam of Gorodische there was an icon of the Great Martyr Paraskeva that appeared to the first inhabitants of the village. Shortly after the apparition, the icon was transferred to Tsaritsyn, but from there “miraculously” went to its old place. A chapel was built on the site of the appearance of the icon. In honor of the icon, the ninth Friday after Easter (the day the icon appears) is celebrated to this day. On this day, believers take water from a spring, it is believed that it has miraculous powers and cures diseases. The spring in this gully has survived to this day.
Gorodishchensky district was formed on March 18, 1935. Before the Great Patriotic War The economy of the region has grown. In the area there were: 1 printing house, 2 silicate brick factories, an artel named after. 2nd Five-Year Plan in Erzovka, repair shops, there were 28 cooperative trading points, 12 incomplete secondary schools, 24 hospitals, 6 outpatient clinics, 6 medical assistants' stations, 2 cinemas, 11 reading clubs, 11 libraries.
AT dashing years war, in 1942-1943 our region became one of the bridgeheads Battle of Stalingrad. On its territory there were the most fierce battles. It was our Mesopotamia that became the arena for the battle of the fighters of the Don Front under the command of K.K. Rokossovsky and the army of Paulus.
You must know the names of the heroes who performed feats
Nikolai Serdyukov closed the embrasure of the enemy bunker during the liberation of the village of Novy Rogachik.
NurseGulya Koroleva led the attack during the liberation of height 56.8 near the Panshino farm.
Tank crewLieutenant Naumov , burned alive, but did not surrender to the enemy near the Rassoshka farm.
PilotNicholas Abramishvili , who repeated the feat of Nikolai Gastello and sent his burning plane into a cluster of German technology.
Mikhail Passar - the sniper destroyed over 250 fascists. He died heroically in battle.
Gorodishchensky district was occupied by the German invaders. On the occupied territory, the Nazis created 13 concentration camps, in which they found people to die.
There are 46 monuments and obelisks in the Gorodishchensky district, 133 memorial signs, a memorial cemetery near the Rassoshka farm, where Soviet and German soldiers and "Soldier's Field" near Gorodishche immortalized the feat of the dead soldiers.
The war destroyed the peaceful life of the townspeople and destroyed everything that was in the village. Rehabilitated the villageZhogoleva Taisiya Semyonovna , she managed to organize everyone for the improvement of the village.
A bridge was built across the Mechetka, a building was built high school, whose director wasShapovalova Galina Semyonovna . A hospital was built, led byNikolay Timofeevich Kasimtsev .
Poultry farms were well known. DirectorsYuri Nikolaevich Frolov andMikhail Ivanovich Strygin . The state farm did not lag behind them. 62-Army, DirectorNikolai Nikolaevich Chebotkov .
Now the regional center Gorodishche is a modern urban-type settlement with a well-developed infrastructure.
The population is 21593 people.
The village has its own emblem and flag. This is how they look.
This is how the old flag of Gorodishche looked like.
This is the emblem and flag of the Gorodishchensky district. Author Koval.
And this is the symbolism of the Gorodishchensky urban settlement. Author L.I. Mamontov.
Outcome. Reflection.
Our class has come to an end.
Russia, motherland, small motherland. Painfully dear, close words.
Life will scatter you all over the Earth. But wherever you are, your native land, the place where you were born and raised, will always be in your memory. You will experience irresistible desire get to their native lands, wander along familiar streets, meet friends.
Student:
They say all paths lead to home
They say he started.
A man like no one, in any way
Longed for him and missed him.
The man was born here.
And from here he will go forward,
Wherever he lives,
His native home will call him again.
And sometimes it's impossible to return
We go where half our lives have passed.
The house is far away, and the years are rushing,
But only there we are light and warm.
My friend! What could be nicer
Priceless native land?
There the sun seems brighter
There is a happier golden spring,
Cooler light breeze
The flowers are more fragrant, the hills are greener there
There the stream murmurs sweeter,
There the nightingale sings louder.
Every self-respecting person should know the history of their country, kind and region.
Feel proud of the people who glorified the country. Be proud that you are citizens of such a wonderful country. You are Russians!
(children from letters collect the slogan "We are Russians!")
Russian birch is a symbol of Russia, a symbol of the Motherland. Birch is sung in poetry and prose, in music and painting.
In the meadow, on the hill,
Under the window, among the fields
White birch -
Symbol of my Motherland.
(I have sheets of paper on the table on which you must write the words of an appeal to the Motherland. Attach the leaves to the branches.)
Student:
About the motherland - I say quietly:
After all, there is no need to shout about great love.
She is my joy and reward, I will say about her - I will make prayers:
"Be forever in prosperity and glory,
Give strength to you, Almighty, to keep the world,
Give us strength to live without philosophizing craftily
And before you do not drop yourself!