Here are collected good parables about school, teachers, learning.
These parables are suitable not only for speeches on September 1, but also for everyday speeches. It will be nice if you, dear reader, leave a comment or suggest other parables on the topic of school, teachers, education and upbringing.
Sincerely, Bolsunov Oleg.
HOW TO FIND A GOOD SCHOOL
Parable about the school
Parable about the school The parents did not know how to find the best school for their son. And they instructed the eldest in the family to do it.
- Seeing some school, the grandfather went into the yard and waited for a break to talk with the students.
Seeing an old man in old-fashioned clothes, the children began to jump around him and make faces.
What a funny old man, some shouted.
Hey, little fat man, the others shouted.
There were other children in the school who ran and frolicked, ignoring the old man who tried to ask them about the lessons and teachers.
The grandfather silently turned and walked away.
Finally, he entered the courtyard of a small school and leaned wearily against the fence. The bell rang and the children poured out into the yard.
Hello grandpa! Maybe bring you some water? voices came from one side.
We have a bench in the yard, would you like to sit down and relax? - offered on the other.
Maybe you should call a teacher? - other children asked and, seeing a nod, they ran to the school for the teacher.
When the teacher left the school, the grandfather greeted him and said:
I finally found the best school for my grandson.
You are mistaken, grandfather, our school is not the best. She is small and tight.
In the evening, the boy's mother asked his grandfather:
Father, are you sure you made the right choice of school? Why do you think you have found the best school?
Teachers are recognized by students, - the grandfather answered.
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A SHEET OF PAPER AND A BLACK POINT
Parable
The teacher called his students and showed them a sheet of white paper.
– What do you see here? the Teacher asked.
"Point," answered one.
All the other students nodded their heads to indicate that they also saw the dot.
“Look closer,” the Master said.
“There is a black dot here,” another student said.
- Not! - objected the third student, - there is a small black dot. So right?
All the other students nodded their heads in agreement, and looked at the Master, waiting for what he would say:
– It’s a pity that all my students saw only a small black dot, and no one noticed a clean white sheet…
So I have more to teach you.
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SILENCE IS GOLD
Parable
The student wanted to tell the Teacher the gossip he had heard at the market.
“Wait,” the old man stopped him. - Do you think this gossip is true?- I do not know. Maybe true. Or maybe not.
Then the Master asked:
- Will it benefit anyone?
- Not sure. What use can be from this?
- She is funny?
- Slightly funny. Only now, for some reason, not happy.
- Here you go. Then why should I listen to her? Better shut up.
The student thought for a moment and said:
- You are right, Teacher. You probably don't need to listen to it. And no one needs to hear it.
TEACHER AND WARRIOR. GATES OF HELL AND HEAVEN
Parable
A warrior came to the Wise Man and said:
- Listen, Teacher! I am no longer young, I have spent a lot of time in battles and I know that death can overtake me in any of the tomorrows. Tell me how not to make a mistake in my life choice? Tell me, Teacher, how do the gates to hell open, and how do the gates to heaven open?
The old man looked at the warrior, narrowed his eyes, and then laughed:
- Are you a fighter? Not! You are the tail of a dog!
His warrior eyes flashed with malice. He drew his sword and swung at the teacher.
But the sage was not afraid. He calmly said:
“So, warrior, the gates of hell are opening!”
The warrior realized that he had done something stupid. He sheathed his sword and began to apologize:
– Forgive me, Teacher, I got excited, I did not immediately understand your wisdom.
“This is how the gates of paradise open,” said the sage.
EVERYONE HAS HIS OWN PATH
Parable
One no longer a young man asked the teacher to take him as his student.
To this the teacher replied:
You can study with me along with other students. But only on this condition: do not imitate me and do not become my follower.
The man thought for a moment and asked:
Whom should I follow then?
- For no one. When you follow someone, you go astray from your true Path.
- What about your other students?
- They are still young and only looking for their Way. In youth, it is better to imitate someone and follow someone. But they will become adults and leave me each in his own direction, remembering me, but not imitating me. And you are no longer young. It's too late for you to imitate me.
NAIL EDUCATION
Parable
The merchant returned home after a long wandering.
To his chagrin, he found that his son was completely out of hand. The young man did not listen to his mother at all. Swearing. Rude neighbors. He committed various misdeeds. And didn't react at all. to comments from the side.
How to be?
The father did not want to resort to violent measures. How! It's his son!
The merchant took a large wooden post. And he dug it in the yard, in the most visible place. And after each offense of his son, he drove a large nail into this pillar.
Time has passed.
Every day more and more nails appeared on the pole.
The young man at first pretended not to notice this pillar.
But then he became very ashamed. And the son began to monitor his behavior. Became more polite. Became more polite.
The father was very happy. And now for every good deed he began to pull out one nail.
There were fewer and fewer nails. And the young man became more friendly, more polite. He happily took on any work around the house. The mother began to glow with joy for her son.
And then the solemn moment came: the father took the tongs and pulled the last nail out of the post.
But this made a completely unexpected impression on my son. He wept bitterly.
-Why are you crying? the father asked. “There are no more nails on the pole.
Yes, no nails. But I see holes from those nails. They stayed...
ALL IN YOUR HANDS
Parable
Once upon a time, in one city, there lived a great sage. The fame of his wisdom spread far around his hometown, people from afar came to him for advice.
But there was a man in the city who envied its fame. Once he came to a meadow, caught a butterfly, planted it between his closed palms, and thought:
- I'll go to the sage and ask him: tell me, oh wisest, what kind of butterfly is in my hands - alive or dead? - If he says dead, I will open my palms, the butterfly will fly away. If he says alive, I will close my hands and the butterfly will die. Then everyone will understand which of us is smarter.
That's how it all happened. An envious person came to the city and asked the wise man: “Tell me, oh wisest one, which butterfly is in my hands - alive or dead?”
Looking intently into the eyes, the sage said: "Everything is in your hands."
TOY MASTER
Parable
In a distant country there lived an old man, very loving children. He constantly made toys for them.
But these toys turned out to be so fragile that they broke faster than the child had time to play with them. Having broken another toy, the children were very upset and came to the master to ask for new ones. He gladly gave them others, even more fragile ...
Finally, the parents intervened. They came to the old man with a question:
“Tell us, O Wise One, why do you always give our children such fragile toys that the children cry inconsolably when they break them?”
And then the wise man said:
- It will take quite a few years, and someone will give these former children their heart. Maybe, having learned not to break fragile toys, they will be more careful about someone else's heart? ..
The parents thought for a long time. And they left, thanking the Teacher.
parable about school
Parable. The result of learning.
The sage was talking to his disciples. Suddenly, the father of one of the students burst into the hall and yelled at his daughter, paying no attention to anyone:
"And you traded the university for that old idiot's fairy tales?" What can you learn here?
The girl stood up, calmly led her father out the door and said:
- Communication with this teacher gave me something that no university could give - he taught me not to be afraid of you and not to blush for your unworthy behavior.
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In a certain kingdom, in a certain state, there lived a king. One day he decided to get married. He sent three messengers around the world to find him the most courageous, the kindest, the most intelligent, and besides, beautiful in body and soul.
For three days and three nights there was no news from the messengers. And so they came with the good news that they had found brides: the first is brave, the second is kind, and the third is smart, and they are all beautiful in body and soul.
The king thought for a long time, what to do, what to do? And he decided to hold a competition, whoever wins, he will marry the one. He gives three days to prepare. After the specified time, our beauties appeared on the porch of the palace.
Dana - saved her house from a tiger, for which she was called the most daring. From childhood, her father taught her to hunt, and when he was not around, Dana, without hesitation, entered into a fight with a terrible beast and drove him into a dense forest. Khana became famous for her kindness, she took care of everyone, refused to help anyone. All people spoke of her as the kindest. Zana - managed to deceive the cunning snake, which, with his insidious plans, unleashed a war between the brothers. The serpent came up with a tricky task, saying if she completes it, then he will leave their lands and there will be no wars because of his tricks. Zana successfully coped with the task. Zana was named the smartest.
The first task was to go into the room with the children and make sure that silence reigned in it. But everyone failed this task. Dana did not have the courage to enter the room: the children were screaming, jumping, running. Hana did not have enough kindness to calm the guys. Zana did not figure out how to succeed in the bottom situation, because it is impossible. The teacher had to come. He gave the guys an interesting task to make crafts, they were so carried away by this work that they stopped running, jumping, and screaming.
The king was surprised, but moved on to the next task.
The second task for the girls was to pull out a large splinter from the elephant. Dana, although she was brave, was frightened, because she had not to drive away the beast, but to approach him and pull out the ill-fated splinter. Khana approached the elephant, petted him, sympathized with him, but she did not have the strength to solve the problem. Zana came up with a mechanism to pull the splinter out, but miscalculated the weight of the animal and failed the task. Nobody knew what to do. They sent for a teacher, he read from scientific books that you need to apply medicine to a sore spot, which he did, after three minutes the splinter fell out.
The third task was to free the source of water from the old boletus, who frightened every person who approached him. Dana turned out to be brave, she decided to drive away the boletus by force, but she failed, the more she tried, the bigger and stronger the old man became, which eventually drove her home. Khana decided that it was necessary to do otherwise, to kindly ask him, but the old boletus did not even listen to her, offended, and Khana left. Zana was smart and set traps around the source, but only animals from the forest fell into them, and the boletus only grinned, because he did not need to move away from the source and fall into traps. Taking the traps, the girl left.
The king grieved and did not find a wife for himself and did not help his people. The teacher approached the tsar and consoled him, saying that he would talk to the old boletus.
The teacher went to the boletus, going up to the source, he did not say anything, put down the board and drew an old man prickly, like a hedgehog, from anger, gray, like a mouse, from harm. The boletus cried, he did not like what he was. And the teacher explained to him that he can change and everyone likes him. The old man-boletus was delighted and listened to the advice of the teacher, began to help, and not frighten people.
The king was very happy and thanked the teacher, gave him half the kingdom and called it the School, gave him assistants from the people of Books, Pens, Notebooks, Pencils. And he also awarded him the title of the most courageous, kindest, most intelligent person in the world of Disciples.
And the teacher entered his possessions, broke the kingdom School into lands-classes and began to teach-own it.
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Usova Anastasia
December 26th, 2017 04:15 am
“Repeating the truth is good, but inventing the truth is much better” (c) attributed to Giuseppe Verdi.
“When the student is ready, the teacher comes” is a well-known phrase. Pretty set on edge, with multiple repetitions. There is only half a shadow of truth in it. How and where do teachers come from? This tale will not answer this question. Fairy tales don't like to answer questions. It is about a teacher and his students. Whether this is true or fiction is unknown. Yes, it doesn't matter.
It was like this. There lived one man in the world. Maybe he still lives. There was nothing special about this man. He did not differ in intelligence, did not shine with ingenuity, did not possess talents. And one day he discovered that he had disciples. This is how a person learns that he is ill. It seems to be a little unwell, no big deal. And the doctors looked deeper and found an unpleasant sore. Life after this will never be the same.
The man (he was not yet called the Teacher, and he himself did not yet consider himself such) was surprised. Which one is the teacher? What can he teach, what can you learn from him? His surprise did not change anything, as did his attempt to isolate himself from the students. The few students themselves did not understand why they chose this plain-looking person as a teacher. And they continued to learn from him.
You cannot become a teacher on your own, it happens to you. Apparently too much is mixed here to give such a decision at the mercy of logic. Everything is decided by chance. And his decisions are final. You may know well what you are learning, or you may not know. You can be a perfect Master of your craft, or you can only roughly imagine what it is. You can transfer knowledge well and put skills or be clumsy and tongue-tied. These are the details. They are important, but not at the decision-making stage. Your students will make you a teacher. They will help to gain knowledge, train, deliver a speech. It will change you. What will you do for your students? You will be their teacher. It's enough.
That's how it all started. For a long time, shortly, graduates also appeared. They differed from other disciples in that they broke off all relations with their Master. They cut off contacts, tried not to mention him. It seemed strange, but the teacher found that it was good for him that everything was happening like that. This means that he did not bind his students to himself, did not confuse them with knowledge, but gave freedom from himself. And so it happened. Nobody knows if this is right or not. It happened. Disappointment is too expensive a gift to be capricious.
One day the teacher agreed that he was the teacher. It didn't change anything. Consent is just consent. Graduates still tried to quickly forget him, new students could not immediately understand why they were studying with him. And the people around didn’t know anything.
It's raining heavily right now. Which you don't know and will never know. And someone is getting wet now under the tight jets flying from the sky, or listening to the sound of rain, hiding in the house. If you're looking for a teacher, you're doing a strange thing. You are looking for rain. You listen to other people's stories about how they were in the rain and you yourself can tell a lot about it. You will find Master as soon as you call someone Master. It's too simple to be true. But this strange knowledge is well suited to this tale.
Don't hesitate and don't be afraid. If you are destined to find a teacher or become a teacher yourself, accept it as you accept the possibility of rain. In my time.
Gorbunova Natalya Efimovna,
mathematic teacher
GBOU secondary school No. 1245 of Moscow.
Dream Island. "School" fairy tale.
Characters:
1. Mary Ivanna, an experienced teacher.
2. Petrovich, her husband.
3. Narrator.
4. Queen.
5. Minister of Education.
6. Yaga Kostyanovna, methodologist.
7. First Ambassador.
8. Second Ambassador.
9. Third ambassador.
10. Babysitter.
11. Koschei Bessmertnovich, substitute teacher.
12. Ivan, student.
13. Emelya, student.
14. Vasilisa the Wise, student.
15. Princess Nesmeyana, student.
16. Voice from Dream Island.
Dedicated to the memory of Leonid Alekseevich Filatov.
Prologue.
Narrator:
In some kingdom
famous state,
Lived modestly
In the huge tower
Mary Ivanna, an experienced teacher,
Lessons gave aerobatics;
Petrovich, her husband,
The geek was, they say, ideological.
There was a queen and there were ministers,
The teachers were also methodologists…
We will not delay you with an introduction,
Let's start the real story!
Scene 1
Narrator:
Crazy like an alarm clock
The mobile phone rang in the morning.
Mary Ivanna grab the phone,
To run to the kitchen
And from the tube a formidable voice,
It is impossible not to recognize him!
Queen's voice on the phone:
Here is a royal decree for you:
Come to class right now!
Today the guest house is full -
Ambassadors-teachers of all areas.
So you bleed
Prepare a lesson for us!
You can't - who's to blame? -
I must execute you.
state business,
Are you catching the thread?
Maria Ivanovna:
Something I don't understand
With my mind?
Tea, I don’t sip cabbage soup,
I figure out what's what.
Turns out it's on me
All politics in the country:
If I don’t prepare a lesson -
There must be war.
Queen's Voice:
Come on, don't be sharp
Gather up and look
Modern give a lesson
Impress guests so that he can!
ICT to apply,
Don't forget about visibility.
With sense, with humor, with intelligence ...
In general, you know what's what!
When I understood the order -
Fulfill this very hour!
Maria Ivanovna:
Don't hesitate to doubt
Tea, it's not the first time!
Maria Ivanovna bends over a notebook. Petrovich enters.
Narrator:
The husband dragged himself - he wants to eat,
And the wife is busy with might and main ...
Above the notebook
Full of creative thoughts.
Petrovich:
On you my soul
The century would look without breathing,
Only breakfast, the heart feels
I don't get a damn thing!
My father-in-law was right:
“You put up with such a wife -
Clever beauty,
Works with any class!
She work all day
From morning to night, not laziness.
Do not crawl to the stove -
It's you, honey, mind you.
If you don't want to go on a diet
Stay for three weeks
You are recipes on the Internet
Culinary look!
If you don't find it, put it in your mouth
Only an on-duty sandwich."
Maria Ivanovna (without looking up from her notebook):
Don't twist and don't whine!
There will be a table and there will be game!
In the freezer, rummage around,
If you find a chicken, burn it.
Petrovich:
Algorithm?
Maria Ivanovna (holds out a sheet):
Look here!
Painted: one, two, three.
The fourth point is "salt".
Oh, and don't forget to wash!
And don't distract me
Read everything in the instructions.
Petrovich sighs and leaves with instructions in his hands.
Scene 2
Narrator:
And the queen with the chief ambassador
They are sitting at the round table.
Behind - you look - an adviser-nanny.
On the side - two more overseas ambassadors
(Oh, the hard one brought them).
A little further - the Minister of Education,
Ready for everything to give their interpretation,
All "comb one size fits all"
For the benefit of, supposedly, an abstract child.
Against the first ambassador, in a bureaucratic way,
Yaga Kostyanovna, methodologist,
Expert in all matters.
First Ambassador:
Causes antires
Your technical progress:
Did you boot up the computer?
Under license al without?
Yes!
Second Ambassador:
Causes antires
Educational process:
Leading class hours
According to the Ali system without?
Queen, Nanny and Yaga (in chorus):
Yes!
Third ambassador:
Causes antires
And another cut:
Your children go to school
With joy or without?
Queen, Nanny and Yaga (in chorus):
Yes!
Queen:
We can't solve all problems!
Let's not rush.
Let's hear different opinions
That will remove all doubts.
Our minister prepared a speech...
Speak, otherwise your head is off your shoulders!
Minister:
I'll be brief, gentlemen,
Please take a look here:
Even from a distance
We can see the quality of education grow!
And the percentages say
We are raising smart kids!
Thanks to Yaga (nods in her direction)
We are now taking the exam.
And we all cry with happiness -
It cannot be otherwise!
To you, colleagues, to all - honor,
If the report is on time.
I'm not afraid of loud phrases:
The state loves you!
Even appreciates, respects,
Slight salary increase...
Let's just be honest...
You owe him all around!
Schedule every hour
To keep you busy:
Here - advice, there - a seminar,
Don't let the mosquito sharpen your nose.
How do you hand over all the magazines,
Then go to sleep.
Nanny holds out her hand. The queen shrugged it off in displeasure.
Queen:
Hey, stop humming there
Do not sit until the evening.
Hand, nanny, do not pull.
Speak up, take a chance.
Nurse:
Our minister is not our enemy,
Everything as it is said without bullshit.
I'm just confused -
Does he really want to live like this?
To not know the rest
Fall asleep over the outline
Waste strength, spoil nerves,
Yes, get a penny ...
Here, let me go
At least one lesson
And I'll stand at the door
Until he checks the notebooks.
If he doesn't check it, let him take it home.
Then my dove will sing!
Queen:
Sit down and be quiet -
Your place is by the stove.
From you - one bedlam,
Shame on me, embarrassment to the ambassadors!
I've been anti-rescuing for a long time
Are you not sent to us?
With a decisive step, Maria Ivanovna enters with a pointer and a magazine.
Maria Ivanovna:
Hello, welcome to class
To my lesson yes Classroom hour…
Queen (picks up):
Look, evaluate
Yes, write an article about us.
Words that way ... two hundred,
And let's rejoice together!
Everyone leaves.
Scene 3
Narrator:
Let the guests take over the experience
Our methods are mind blowing...
Look: an hour and another pass,
And the ambassadors sit and do not come out.
But no, he went out alone,
Such a gloomy and important gentleman.
Looks like he needs to call.
Now we will find out everything concretely and accurately!
First Ambassador (on cell phone):
Hello, it's me
Ready to report everything, not hiding.
Conducted reconnaissance, as you ordered,
To achieve our goal.
First Ambassador:
Well, I give a direct answer:
Antiresno, no doubt.
The kids don't feel bad here.
The teachers are just amazing.
Among them there are
That you can't take your eyes off!
This is how children are taught
As if irradiated with a heart.
There is silence in the classroom:
You can hear the mosquito flying.
Well, be patient
And modest, kind, beautiful.
How do they say it!
Everyone will show and explain...
You can say rightly -
This is such a miracle!
Voice:
That would be to lure them here,
Yes, everyone needs to be fed!
Pick one for now
Bring to my country.
You can't persuade
You can fail the experience!
state business,
Are you catching the thread?
Narrator:
Well, here the ambassador became discouraged ...
Cossack something he mishandled was!
Sighed, scratched the back of his head,
The plan of action…quickly jotted down.
He briskly approaches Mary Ivanna,
Yes, he takes her to the side.
She only thinks of one thing:
Home would now be forgotten by sleep!
First Ambassador:
You charmed me
Wonder how they taught!
And I'll tell you without embellishment:
I just fell in love with you.
Why, dear
Are you so tired?
You probably didn't sleep the night!
Can I help?
Maria Ivanovna:
Well, you noticed right.
Apparently I look bad...
So tired, no urine
And after all, the teachers' council,
Yes, a mountain of notebooks at home!
Are you unfamiliar with all this?
I only dream about
For me to work during the day
Go home in the evening
Not with a heavy bag
Go to bed at night,
And do not check notebooks!
First Ambassador (cryptically):
I look, you can’t find a place for yourself,
And you fit us very well.
Tell me, pretty girl, don't you want
Will you go with me to the Island of Dreams?
Imagine: there will be no playful children,
Parents, harmful and negligent,
There will be no lessons, notebooks at all -
Get rid of many problems at once!
You will change your profession and, without melting tears,
You shout with joy: “Hurrah! now my turn
I won't be a teacher! From now on forever
I, like everyone else, WHITE MAN!”
Narrator:
Mary Ivanna shrugged her shoulders,
Mischievous eyes flashed,
Slightly squinted at the classroom door,
Exhaled and ... agreed!
The Ambassador and Maria Ivanovna go arm in arm.
Scene 4
Narrator:
Morning has come again
The sun lit up the earth.
And we are with you this time
Let's go straight to class.
And here are the students.
Ivan:
Over the report all day
I sat like a stump.
No serious thought
Everything is complete rubbish!
Emelya:
Don't be so upset
You Ivan is not a fool!
Blow the report off the internet
It will definitely be a quarter.
Don't break and don't be afraid...
Ivan:
And you yourself?
Emelya:
Yes, I'm lazy...
Still, learning is boring.
Whether business my pike!
Instantly at my will
Easily promotes learning.
As Emelya orders her,
So she will tell him.
Vasilisa the Wise:
You, Emelya, gently lay down,
Don't sow and don't reap!
You talk a lot with your tongue -
It became unbearable to listen.
Emelya:
Something in the sense I will not take:
You, Wise One, why
upbringing committed
Not in our mind?
Vasilisa:
Here is Princess Nesmeyana,
I will tell you without deceit
Always dissatisfied with everything
There are no thoughts - only water!
Roaring over tasks
Compositions completely tear,
Then he throws them into the fire ...
Even spurs don't help!
Princess:
Well, you are all harmful,
(to Vasilisa) Even you in all your glory!
Neither understand nor regret!
You must have a heart!
Ivan:
Stop fighting, friends!
I'll tell you not melting
(in a whisper) There was a call a long time ago.
Mary Ivanna ... no, after all, on time!
Emelya:
It's necessary, it's too late!
And yesterday she scolded me:
Didn't want to get off the stove -
Theorem to prove.
Princess (whining):
What should we all do now?
We've been abandoned completely!
I'm crying now...
Vasilisa (with a smile):
There will be tears here for sure the sea!
Ivan:
Suddenly lucky today:
Mary Ivanna won't come?!
We then rush to the movies!
Are you at the same time with me?
Students (in chorus):
Yes!!!
They run away.
Scene 5
Narrator:
And meanwhile the queen is angry,
It just can't find a place for itself.
Mary Ivanna can not get through,
No one answers the phone!
The queen began to think:
Whom would she turn to for help?
I remembered at my leisure about an old friend -
Yaga Bone leg.
Queen:
Hello, Yagusya, it's me!
Hello my dear!
Help solve the problem
Mary Ivanovna replacement.
Disappeared in an unknown direction
Without even leaving a statement.
Yaga:
You don't joke like that anymore
Time to investigate!
Maybe Mary Ivanna's children
Were you able to bring it?
Queen:
You offend, our children -
The best in the world!
Yaga:
Maybe you need to check
Is the team not very friendly?
Queen:
No, I will guarantee:
We are all one family here!
Yaga:
Maybe she doesn't have enough money?
Tea, the salary was not enough?
Queen:
Our Mary Ivanovna is a patriot:
He loves his job and does not take bribes!
Yaga:
Well, then I'll tell you as a friend,
The secret services are here!
Well, I'll control
And I will send you a replacement.
Narrator:
Poor, poor children!
What are they responsible for?
Yaga Kostyanovna did not blunder,
Mary Ivanovna conjured up a dashing replacement!
Scene 6
Narrator:
The bell rang in the morning
Lesson begins...
Students sit and wait
“Well, when will they come?”
Here is a minute, another passes ...
Koschey Bessmertnovich enters the classroom!
Angry at the children in advance
Immediately gives the task.
Koschey:
You are lazy, parasites,
Fools and fidgets!
Know you have no mercy
You have to answer for everything!
For a minute this verse
Learn from here to now!
Who does not learn at all,
I'll eat that, guys!
That is, I wanted to say
What is ready to punish you!
So you better shut up
Yes, sit and learn!
Ivan and Vasilisa delve into the book. Princess Nesmeyana wipes her tears with a handkerchief, and Emelya leans over to the pail in which he has a pike, and whispers something to her. Koschey turns around sharply and grabs a bucket.
You won't fool me
"Col" to you, vigorous louse!
Write two hundred times in a notebook:
"I won't lie anymore."
He looks menacingly at the weeping Princess.
Well, why are you crying?
Soon you will rot alive!
On the problem book and solve
Count one hundred examples.
Suitable for Ivan and Vasilisa.
Something you have united...
Are they related in malice?
Well, shove in the corners,
Yes, sit quietly there!
Ivan and Vasilisa frightenedly scatter in different directions. The bell rings.
I'll go for a little walk
And with you, children, I do not say goodbye!
He leaves, taking a bucket of pike. The children look at him in disbelief.
Ivan:
What kind of miracle is this
We were sent and from where?
If he rolls again,
Then Kondraty is enough for me!
Princess:
Mary Ivanna loved us,
She taught and scolded.
Even if I instructed
Never offended!
Vasilisa:
We didn't appreciate it!
Feel free to blame yourself...
It's better to think together
What should we do, how should we be?
Emelya:
Yes, my pike is gone!
Apparently, there will be science for me ...
Well, it's time to get off the stove,
Look for Mary Ivanovna!
Scene 7
Narrator:
Without hesitation, the children gathered ...
And where to look for something? They were confused.
We went out into the corridor, and here - look:
A kind nanny hurries to help them.
Nurse:
Something you are unhappy
Heads hung!
I know your twist
The reason for your sorrows.
Vasilisa:
Be our friend, tell us
Yes, tell the whole truth.
Mary Ivanna to us
Where to look, in what region?
Nurse:
I will reveal the secret
I'll give you an answer to your question.
Mary Ivanna is far away,
It's not easy to get to!
Over the seas, over the forests,
Beyond the high mountains
There is an island in the ocean
And there are countless miracles on it!
There scientific institute
Learns easy work:
To bring joy
And didn't put in a lot of effort.
People are listened to in advance
And all wishes are taken into account.
The program is then compiled
It is sent to the computer.
But there are persistent rumors:
Computers are dropping like flies.
All professions run in,
And on the teachers - they stood up together!
So they stole your Mary Ivanna,
To, therefore, disentangle this porridge!
They promised, probably, to give her a rest,
And they themselves intend to draw into the experience!
Emelya:
Well, I do not! (banging fist)
That will be our answer!
What is the name of the island, do you know?
Nurse:
Yes, that's what it is called - the Island of Dreams!
The children run away. The nanny waves after them.
Scene 8
Narrator:
But Mary Ivanna lives and does not know
That she is being seriously watched.
She comes home early
And he finds time to rest.
Looks fresh and fun
Thoughts are not at all occupied with school.
Do not disturb lessons, calls
And truant students.
It's just heavenly life!
Narrator:
But a week goes by...
Mary Ivanna is tormented by longing.
Maria Ivanovna:
How are my children, how is the class?
Who is replacing me now?
What knowledge does it give children?
And will they pass the test?
Voice:
Do not be executed, because you wanted
Relax …. So what's the deal?
She said: work is shock
And not at all grateful!
Now what? Does your conscience hurt?
Calm down your little one!
And let them continue to teach
Someone else is better!
Narrator:
Mary Ivanna was horrified...
Maria Ivanovna:
How is it different?
Narrator:
And suddenly ... woke up!
Maria Ivanovna:
My God, this is a dream!
How strange is he...
Narrator:
Instantly, straightening your strands,
She collected notebooks
Swallowing a cup of coffee
Husband quickly fed,
Leaving the house cheerfully
Where everything is simple and familiar.
It was a wonderful day ahead.
Difficult, but interesting!
Students (in chorus)
Hello!
Narrator:
... - it sounded nearby,
My heart immediately pounded...
Sees: by the road in a row
Her students are standing.
Princess:
Maria Ivanovna, we ourselves understand
That we are not sugar, that we are a noisy class,
What is very difficult for you sometimes happens with us,
But it's even harder, probably, without us?!
Emelya:
We are restless, and sometimes lazy,
We do not listen to simple and wise phrases,
Thank you for being patient with us
What do you believe, rely on us!
Vasilisa:
We understand it's not easy
Live in a whirlwind of daily bustle.
But who knows where he is, this Island
Such a wonderful, righteous Dream?!
Epilogue.
Maria Ivanovna:
I had a wonderful dream yesterday:
Count with anxiety the days until leaf fall
Now I'm not a teacher, I'm free
From school endless problems,
And life flows so sedately, nobly,
Without undisclosed topics and theorems.
Imagine: these eternal notebooks
From now on, not meant for me
And I can dream of the water surface,
About a prince on a silver horse.
I can go to the pool at my leisure,
I can bake a pie for the whole family
And not about school to chat with a friend,
And tell about your joys.
Other people's children do not disturb the soul,
There is no series of lessons, changes ...
But somehow I'm not getting any younger
I miss cute school walls!
Yes, it seems that now I miss them,
Without children's eyes, without noise, fuss ...
After all, the children give me their hearts
Like bouquets of wondrous beauty!
I had a terrible dream yesterday:
I'm not a teacher, I no longer need
Count with excitement the days until leaf fall
And go to school every day in the morning ...
International Literary Competition "Magic Feather"
My son is fond of literature, writes fairy tales related to heroes already familiar to everyone: Luntik and his friends, Fixies. He invents plots himself, sometimes calendar dates suggest themes for new fairy tales.
The tale was written on Teacher's Day to raise the prestige of this profession. My son sees how much I love my work and completely immerse myself in it. The story was written for me as a teacher.
Interesting and exciting profession - TEACHER!
A new day has dawned in the forest clearing. The sun was shining brightly, the birds were singing. Baba Kapa washed the dishes, Luntik helped her, and Shershul's grandfather looked through a telescope.
Everything was calm and good. But then he saw in the clearing, near the river, some fuss, and then screams were heard.
Something is not right there, are they fighting? Shershulya said.
Wow, they scream so much that even we can hear it! - answered Baba Capa.
Can I go see what's there, and then help with the dishes? - asked Luntik.
Of course, run, and we will come too, - Baba Capa answered.
Luntik ran to the river, and Uncle Korney and Uncle Shnyuk were already crowding there. Butterflies flocked to the meadow. Even Leech looked out of the water to see what was happening.
And in the clearing Kuzya, raising his index finger up, arrogantly scolded his friends.
Kuzya, what's going on with you? - asked Luntik.
Then Baba Kapa and grandfather Shershul flew up.
What is this? Why is Mila crying? Why did Wupsen turn away? - Baba Capa was surprised.
Yes, nothing is happening here, - Kuzya replied. - I just told Mila that she doesn't read like that at all. Can't read.
Ta-a-k! Clear. Why did Little Bee turn away from you and pout?
Well, I said that he doesn't count well, that's all! - answered Kuzya.
And what did the caterpillars do wrong? - asked Luntik.
Yes, I know everything in the world! - Kuzya was indignant.
Come on, Kuzya, tell us how much will seven be added to five? - asked Baba Capa.
It will be, it will be ... - thought Kuzya, - probably somewhere around sixteen or nineteen.
Well, you see, Kuzya, you yourself cannot calculate correctly, but you undertake to teach others! Ah, ah, ah, shame on you! Look, the guys are offended by you, with whom are you going to play now? - asked Korney Korneevich.
But what should I do? - asked Kuzya. I just now realized that I was wrong.
Well, it's good that you understand everything. And now let's all make peace and go together to visit us! - said Baba Capa. - There I will tell you how and from whom they receive knowledge.
Kuzya asked his friends for forgiveness, and they went to visit Baba Kapa. There the guys sat down at the table and began to listen attentively to the story of Baba Kapa that there is such a profession - a teacher.
This profession has been around for a very long time. IN ancient greece the teacher led the children by the hand, looked after them. You can call masters teachers, because they taught their students what they knew how to do themselves: sculpt dishes from clay, bake bread. And then little by little they began to study writing, read, count. Letters used to be written not the way they are now, but with different curlicues. And each letter had its own name.
Were the numbers the same? - asked Kuzya.
No, and the numbers were written in the form of sticks or drawings, - Baba Kapa answered. - So, in order to find out where which seas, islands are, people sailed away on their ships for this. Then they drew maps of where they had been. So in the world we have such subjects as grammar, mathematics, history, geography, continued Baba Capa.
Oh, how interesting! Mila said with admiration. - If only we could visit a place where everyone knows everything about everyone!
And this place, my dears, is called a school, - answered Uncle Shnyuk.
Have you been there? - asked Pupsen. - Did you study there?
Yes, I was there, but I didn’t stay there for a long time, my web was brought here with me by the wind. I was still small then, - answered Uncle Shnyuk.
What is a school? And what are they doing there? - asked Kuzya.
School is large building. There are many windows. Very large light classrooms. Pupils study in each class, and the teacher tells them a lot of new and interesting things, - Baba Kapa answered.
And what - they all listen to her? - asked the little bee.
Of course, and if they don't listen, then they won't know anything. Really, grandma? - said Luntik.
Quite right, Luntik. The school has teachers who teach the youngest, those who can't read and write at all. Such children come to school for the first time, where they are met by the very first teacher in their life. She brings them into the classroom, sits them down at their desks, gets to know each of them. And then the very first lesson in their life begins, which is remembered forever. The teacher teaches them the letters, from which the children make up syllables, read them and learn to write, - said Baba Kapa.
At first, children write sticks, circles, squares, and then letters and numbers. While they are writing, the teacher carefully watches them, observes, helps the student who does not succeed in something. The first teacher, like a mother, takes care of her students. It largely depends on what they become. The first teacher sets the direction, she points the way like a beacon. And the children are like captains on their ships of knowledge, - added Shershulya.
The first teacher should be a role model, have authority. Must be kind and strict, accustom to discipline. Her stories should be interesting and instructive. In her hands, all school items are like a ball with different threads. So, Kuzya, the children, together with the teacher, learn the whole world step by step, - said Baba Kapa.
And even more knowledge children receive in high school. Each subject has its own teacher. He is a professional in his field: all the teacher's stories are accompanied by presentations, films, illustrations. At the lesson, you can play a game, show your knowledge, - Uncle Shnyuk continued the conversation with the inhabitants of the clearing.
A teacher is a profession that combines others: a journalist, an actor, a director, a psychologist, a scientist, and an educator. A teacher is a calling, even a way of life. Not everyone can become a teacher. It's complicated. The teacher never loses heart, he is always with the children, helps them grow up and accompanies them through life. The teacher becomes a friend and mentor to his students. Even when they grow up and finish school, the teacher is always happy to see his students, cheer and support. A teacher is the most humane profession in the world, - Baba Kapa summed up.
Wow, how interesting! Mila exclaimed. “I wish we had such a school.”
Yes, I would not miss a single lesson, I would teach everything in the world and help others, ”Kuzya said with admiration.
It turns out what an interesting and exciting profession it is - a TEACHER! - said with pride Pchelyonok. - And sometimes I hide from my teacher.
Well, Shershulya, do you think we can help our children? - asked Baba Capa.
And what let's try to open a school in our clearing, it's light, and fresh, and beautiful, - Shershulya answered.
And I will make tables and chairs for them, - said Korney Korneevich.
And I will bring notebooks and pens, - answered Uncle Shnyuk, - I have a lot of them.
But what about us? - Pupsen asked, - we also want to learn.
And you, too, come, grandmother called everyone, ”said Luntik.
Yes, - dreamily closing his eyes, said Vupsen, - how Pupsen and I will learn, how we will know everything in the world, and how we will turn into butterflies and fly to see what our planet is like.
But then, of course, everyone laughed. And Baba Kapa invited everyone to drink tea with fragrant honey and cookies.