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Gift for March 8. The leading 2 students enter to the music. Presenter 1. Good afternoon, the most talented, most musical, most athletic, most handy, in general, the coolest guys. Presenter 2. And also the most patient, most cheerful, kindest, most restless, respected teachers! Dear women! Mothers and grandmothers! Sisters and classmates! Teachers and students! We congratulate you on Women's Day! We wish have a wonderful life, joy! To all of you we promise our loyalty, attention, devotion and strength! We live and exist only for you! Our hearts beat only for you! Only for you we fight and win! Our strength and weaknesses are only for you! Our feelings and passions are only for you! Only for you - the first smiles of spring nature, delicate March flowers, wonderful poems and songs, lovely ladies, sorceresses, enchantresses, to whom serenades have been sung and dedicated at all times. Presenter 1. Today for you is an “Unusual Concert”, which, by the way, will be held under the code name “Gift for March 8th”. Musical call signs. Presenter 2. I see you are looking forward to the appearance of the artists. So, welcome to our participants! (Applause.) Shapoklyak enters. Shapoklyak (singing). I love my friends On the street and at home Do a funny dirty trick, Douse a friend with water, Toss a rat to a friend, Salt jam for my friends. Presenter 1. Who are you? Shapoklyak. Ha. You don’t even know me? Presenter 2. We are actually waiting for the artists. What can you please us with? Shapoklyak. No, I’m a bad artist, but we are happy to invite our friends to the stage of the ensemble “Singing Childhood” Song Presenter 1. Shapoklyak has been chasing the crocodile Gena and Cheburashka all her life. And so, in her old age, she decided to settle down and take up teaching work, teaching children to shoot with a slingshot. Presenter 2. Meet the next participant! To the music of Neauu Meta1, the Little Robber enters in headphones and dancing. Robber. Class! (See empty chairs on stage.) Where are the grooms? Presenter 1. Do you mean the male participants of the concert? Robber. I don’t know what your gender is here, but I’ve been promised a bunch of suitors here. What kind of company hangs out here? (Points to the audience.) Presenter 2. This is the audience, the Robber (grinning). It’s a cool thing, a hall full of spectators, but where are the men? One old woman hangs out. Shapoklyak (indignantly). Whaaat? Robber (grabs a knife and pistol). What problems!? Presenter 1. Calm down, please! Robber (gloomily). And I’m so calm, like a boa constrictor. I’m just wondering why I drove the car so that the traffic cops were a little right 1
They didn’t take it away, I had to unfasten the “green stuff”. Presenter 2. Well, since you were in such a hurry, what can you bring to our attention? Robber. Meet the group “Tuning Fork” with the song “Tender Heart” Presenter 1. Little Robber, when she was still very little, no one could have thought that she would grow up to be a robber, because she was an obedient, kind and very sympathetic girl. But with age, her character began to change. Presenter 2. Meet the forever young and charming... Baba Yaga enters to the music. Presenter 1. Something about our concert today is not going well, some unpopular artists are coming to us. Baba Yaga. And I brought you a musical gift. Christine, on stage! Song “Native Home” Presenter 1. Baba Yaga is rarely complete without her in a Russian fairy tale. She was also in a hurry to get to our concert and, as you can see, she was not late, because her broom can compete with any racing car in speed. Presenter 2. Well, now let’s welcome our stronger half of the participants. Carlson enters. He preens himself, straightens his bow tie, looks around the audience, looks at Shapoklyak and immediately goes to her. Carlson. Oh Madam! Well, let's get to know you. Shapoklyak. Naughty girl! Hoho! Dear, dear little naughty girl! Carlson. Madam, do you know how to bake buns? Shapoklyak. Whaaat? I know how to apply glue to the benches on which lovers sit. Carlson. Ugh, I don’t play like that!.. Mischievous old woman. Shapoklyak. Whaaa! You will still answer for the old woman! Presenter 2. Dear artists! Behave with dignity and listen to the song “Spring”, “First Drops” Presenter 1. Our dear Carlson, a moderately well-fed man in the prime of his life, who dreams of finding a life partner who knows how to bake buns. Presenter 2. Oh, young youths! Our next hero is the great and mighty Hasan Abdurahman ibn Hottab! Hottabych appears, bows to everyone in an oriental manner, then claps his hands. The slave girls enter to the music, one treats the participants with sweets, the other brings him a blanket. Hottabych manipulates this blanket so that the ARTIST manages to slip behind it at the edge of the stage. The presenters take hold of the edges of the bedspread, Hottabych “casts a spell”, drum roll, he removes the blanket and behind him everyone sees the ARTIST Song “She-Wolf” Julia Barsukova Presenter 1. So! Hassan Abdurahman ibn Hottab! Hottabych. Just call me Hottabych, without further ado. 2
Presenter 2. Where is our third participant Stas Mikhailov? Hottabych, what are you doing with him? Hottabych. Well, you see, the holiday is just around the corner. He has concerts. But he gave us a greeting card. Music is playing. Hottabych claps his hands and hands the disc. VIDEO FRAGMENTS Presenter 1. I don’t like our guests for some reason. It would be better if we invited Cinderella, Snow White and there would be no problems... Baba Yaga (smilingly hugs the presenter1). Do you have any problems? The Robber and Shapoklyak (hugging Leader 2 from both sides around the waist). Just tell us, and there won't be any problems. Presenter 2. Well, then let's continue our concert program. Meet Evgenia Mikhalchenko with the song “Grandma’s Umbrella” Carlson. I'm in a festive mood, I want songs, I want goodies. Presenter 1. Well, for us your desire is law. The song “Barynya” performed by Elena Rubanova. Carlson eats buns Presenter 2. Hottabych, if you like any of the women present here, what gift will you give her first? Hottabych. Oh, the light of my eyes, the fire of my heart! This person will receive my priceless beard as a gift. You know that any wish will come true if you pull out a hair from your beard. I want all women to be healthy, happy, and less upset over trifles. We give you the song “Mommies” Presenter 1. I give you spring wishes: Great love, gifts, eternal passion, And so that the tender word “I love” can be heard not only on holidays, but also on days of bad weather! Happy holiday to you, dear charming women, the beautiful half of humanity. Happy Women's Day March 8th! Presenter 2. You are all so beautiful today, so charming and gentle! If you look, it will immediately become clear: The breath of spring is all around! In this difficult work, Among computers, papers, children, You bloom brighter than ever, As if there was a good magician nearby, Who gave you the miracle of Being young, living lovingly, And He certainly took upon himself the laundry, kitchen and dishes! So be happy, healthy, take on everything with passion, and we are ready to lend you Our reliable shoulder. We wish you good luck in your endeavors, beautiful and great love! You smile, which means everything in life will be fine! Presenter 1. Charming, attractive, charming, infinitely tender, happy holiday to you! May the flowers and spring rays smile at you on this day and may they always walk through life with you 3
Love, health, happiness and dreams Presenter 2. We once again congratulate you, our dear women, mothers, sisters, grandmothers on behalf of all men. Happy holiday! March 8! Shapoklyak enters. Shapoklyak (singing). I love my friends On the street and at home Do a funny dirty trick, Douse a friend with water, Toss a rat to a friend, Salt jam for my friends. Presenter 1. Who are you? Shapoklyak. Ha. You don’t even know me? Presenter 2. We are actually waiting for the artists. What can you please us with? Shapoklyak. No, I’m a bad artist, but I’m happy to invite my friends to the stage with the ensemble “Singing Childhood” Song Shapoklyak (indignantly). Whaaat? Carlson. Oh Madam! Well, let's get to know you. Shapoklyak. Naughty girl! Hoho! Dear, dear little naughty girl! Carlson. Madam, do you know how to bake buns? Shapoklyak. Whaaat? I know how to apply glue to the benches on which lovers sit. Carlson. Ugh, I don’t play like that!.. Mischievous old woman. Shapoklyak. Whaaa! You will still answer for the old woman! The Robber and Shapoklyak (hugging Leader 2 from both sides around the waist). Just tell us, and there won't be any problems. Baba Yaga. And I brought you a musical gift. Christine, on stage! Song “Native Home” Baba Yaga (smilingly hugs the presenter1). Do you have any problems? Robber. Class! (See empty chairs on stage.) Where are the grooms? Presenter 1. Do you mean the male participants of the concert? Robber. I don’t know what your gender is here, but I’ve been promised a bunch of suitors here. What kind of company hangs out here? (Points to the audience.) Presenter 2. These are the audience, 4
Robber (grinning). It’s a cool thing, a hall full of spectators, but where are the men? One old woman hangs out. Presenter 2. Well, since you were in such a hurry, what can you bring to our attention? Robber. Meet the group "Kamerton" with the song "Tender Heart" Carlson enters. He preens himself, straightens his bow tie, looks around the audience, looks at Shapoklyak and immediately goes to her. Carlson. Oh Madam! Well, let's get to know you. Shapoklyak. Naughty girl! Hoho! Dear, dear little naughty girl! Carlson. Madam, do you know how to bake buns? Shapoklyak. Whaaat? I know how to apply glue to the benches on which lovers sit. Carlson. Ugh, I don’t play like that!.. Mischievous old woman. Shapoklyak. Whaaa! You will still answer for the old woman! Carlson. I'm in a festive mood, I want songs, I want goodies. Hottabych appears, bows to everyone in an oriental manner, then claps his hands. The slave girls enter to the music, one treats the participants with sweets, the other brings him a blanket. Hottabych manipulates this blanket so that the ARTIST manages to slip behind it at the edge of the stage. The presenters take hold of the edges of the bedspread, Hottabych “casts a spell”, drum roll, he removes the blanket and behind him everyone sees the ARTIST Song “She-Wolf” Julia Barsukova Presenter 1. So! Hassan Abdurahman ibn Hottab! Hottabych. Just call me Hottabych, without further ado. Presenter 2. Where is our third participant Stas Mikhailov? Hottabych, what are you doing with him? Hottabych. Well, you see, the holiday is just around the corner. He has concerts. But he gave us a greeting card. Music is playing. Hottabych claps his hands and hands the disc. Hottabych. Oh, the light of my eyes, the fire of my heart! This person will receive my priceless beard as a gift. You know that any wish will come true if you pull out a hair from your beard. I want all women to be healthy, happy, and less upset over trifles. 5
HOST:
Dear birthday girl!
A guest has arrived from the East,
He is a famous doc in miracles!
He's on the carpet, so he can hurry up
Arrived for the Anniversary!
This is the well-known and amazing Old Man Hottabych!
(Hottabych comes out in a robe, a turban, with a long beard, with a rug under his arm. Folding his palms in an oriental manner, he bows to the birthday girl and says to her: “Hello, oh most beautiful of birthday girls!” Then he turns to the guests: “Hello, honorable guests! ” He spreads out the rug, sits on it, bending his legs in an oriental manner, and then says to the birthday girl):
KHOTTABYCH:
Oh, the light of my eyes! Incomparable and most beautiful birthday girl Antonina! I came here to fulfill all your deepest desires! But first, let me, my wisest, ask you a few wise questions!
(birthday girl allows)
KHOTTABYCH:
I listen and obey!
Oh, my most worthy! Please listen to my first question:
Is it possible to celebrate a birthday two days in a row?
(the correct answer is no, because there is night between them!)
Oh, my darling! My second question: what is given to the birthday girl, and people use it more often than she does?
(correct answer is name)
Oh, my wise one! And my third question: what fabric cannot be used to make a suit for a birthday girl?
(the correct answer is from the railway)
May there be peace and prosperity in your home, oh healing balm of my soul!
And now I will fulfill all your secret desires! And I will do this with the help of your honorable guests, O most beautiful of the beautiful! And so that the guests do not resist your wishes, I will pluck three hairs from my magic beard!
Listen and understand! (pulls out the first hair)
Fulfill all the wishes of the birthday girl! (pulls out second hair)
Let it be so, and not otherwise! (pulls out third hair)
(gets up from the rug, approaches the guests with an eastern bow and tells them):
KHOTTABYCH:
Oh, honorable guests! Now you will fulfill the wishes of the birthday girl by completing these simple tasks. Please, I am ready for anything, pull out each of your tickets!
(Hottabych takes a bag with numbers out of his pocket and the guests draw them out one by one, then Hottabych gives them a task one by one):
TASKS FOR GUESTS:
Kohl came to the Jubilee,
Drink some vodka quickly!
Have a glass of wine
For a rosy face!
Treat the neighbor on the left
Skillfully shoot a shot of vodka!
You, my friend, have the right
Give your friend a peck on the cheek on the right!
Give a compliment now
Birthday girl from us!
To make it more fun
Sing us a song quickly!
Good guests today,
Throw away your timidity,
Tell a joke
This is what the people expect from you!
We'll have fun
If you get up now
In the swallow position, my friend,
Give us a small toast!
We have a birthday girl
A sight for sore eyes, simply classy!
Come to her, hug her
And smile at all the guests!
Kiss the birthday girl
Just don’t spoil too much!
Well, and you, my friend, the wall
Kiss me with your back turned
Forget at least for a while
About your beloved chondrosis!
Describe a circle with your right foot,
Knocking on the tummy with my left hand,
At the same time, try to drink a glass,
You shouldn't spill a single drop!
Use modern jargon now
Confessing my love to the birthday girl,
My order is the strictest law,
Speak without hesitation!
(after completing all tasks Hottabych says):
KHOTTABYCH:
Oh, the most beautiful birthday girl! And now the main surprise that I have prepared for you!
To please your wonderful eyes and ears, as well as to bring joy to our distinguished guests, now my students will perform an oriental dance, not sparing their belly!
(2-3 girls in oriental costumes come out and dance a belly dance to some oriental melody, or the phonogram of the song “Rasputin” performed by the Boni M ensemble is very suitable. Hottabych dances with them, then approaches the birthday girl, kisses her hand and speaks) :
KHOTTABYCH:
O mistress of my thoughts! I'm leaving you until your next birthday!
(bows to everyone in Eastern style and leaves)
We have posted especially for site visitors
The lights in the hall are off, children and teachers enter the hall.
Presenter. I don't understand anything. Every year we come here for , and today even the lights are not on in the hall. Maybe there won't be a holiday at all? Oh, yes, we are not alone here, guests came to our holiday (they say hello). Guys, it looks like someone is coming here, let's sit on the chairs and take a look. (There are voices from behind the door.)
Baba Yaga. Well, hurry up, hurry up, you striped devils are completely lazy. Take it to the tree, lazy people. Be careful not to overturn!
(The devils bring Baba Yaga into the hall on a stretcher, walk around the tree, lower it to the floor and run away.)
Baba Yaga. Get out of here, evil spirit!
(He looks around the room with a contemptuous look, closing one eye.)
Well, darlings, did you want a New Year's concert? Did you come to see the show? And I’ve been watching the show for two thousand years now (in a grumbling voice, as if to myself), how tired I am of this soap opera... I’d rather perform my last swan performance...
Odette's theme from Swan Lake plays.
Baba Yaga dances.
Baba Yaga. Oh, damn sciatica, I’m completely tormented (he walks with a limp and takes the remote control out of his pocket). Here it is, my handsome Panasonic, equipment on top level. What do we have on channel one? (He clicks the remote control, an explosion is heard. Old man Hottabych enters with a mincing step to the soundtrack “Ha-ha, Hottabych”, walks around the tree, making oriental bows)
Baba Yaga(clicks the remote control dissatisfied, looks at Hottabych indignantly). Who else is this? This is not the case with the program. Maybe the technology failed? Or did the striped devils unleash some damage? Well, I'll show them now! (Runs away.)
Presenter. Guys, I don't understand anything! Either the devils are running, or Baba Yaga is dancing. Who are you, venerable old man?
Hottabych. Hello, O light of my eyes, O wisest of the wise, O most obedient of the most obedient children, I, Hasan Abdurahman ibn Hottab, appeared before your bright eyes to congratulate you on the New Year. This year is not easy. According to the eastern calendar, 2008 is the year of the mouse. To appease her, we need to arrange a big celebration with masks and jokes, dances, songs and smiles.
Presenter. With pleasure, dear Hottabych. Let's, guys, fix our masquerade costumes, check our good mood Let's smile at our guests and each other. That's it, Hottabych, we're ready. Only our hall is not festive, the Christmas tree is not sparkling with lights. Maybe you can help us?
Hottabych. O smiling of the smiling, O cheerful of the cheerful, stand around this beautiful thorny tree and together we will make magic. (Magic music sounds, Hottabych pronounces magic words.)
Fuck-tebidah-tebidah-tah-tah-tah, one-two-three,
Come on, Christmas tree, burn! Come on, Christmas tree, glow! Have fun with us!
(The Christmas tree lights up, the children clap their hands, the music of the round dance song “Hello, New Year", after performing it, the children sit down.)
Presenter. Dear Hottabych, maybe you can use your magic beard to help us summon Grandfather Frost.
Hottabych. O kindest of the kindest! I would do anything for these sweet children, but I have never met him and I don’t know what he looks like! Describe it to me.
Presenter. Tall, red-cheeked, with a large beard.
Hottabych. There is nothing simpler, this simple wish will be fulfilled! (Hottabych pronounces the spell “Fuck-tebidah-tebidah-dah-doh”, music sounds, Karabas-Barabas appears.)
Karabas-Barabas. I am ugly, so terrible, I am bloodthirsty and very greedy, I am familiar to each of you, I am Karabas! I am Barabas! I train puppets at the theater. They must obey me, and if not, I will throw them into the closet without water or food. Dance, dance now!!!
(Children perform a dance, Karabas-Barabas, cracking a whip, gives commands during the dance.)
Presenter. Hottabych, what have you done! Hurry up and return him to the fairy tale! (Hottabych conjures “Fuck-tebidah-tebidah-dah-dah! Karabas spin around and get out of here!” Karabas, spinning, runs away from the hall.)
Presenter. Oh, I'm barely alive from fear! Please, dear Hottabych, be more careful. We will try to better explain to you what Santa Claus looks like. Listen!
(Children read the poem “It has grown to my eyebrows.”)
Hottabych. Got it. He is old, he is a hundred years old, he loves to joke and play with children. Meet us!
(Casts a spell, the Dwarf appears.)
Presenter: Dear Hottabych! You've pulled out the wrong hair again. This is the Gnome. Correct the error.
Hottabych. O kindest one! Now, now I'll fix everything. But I see you have the same gnomes, amuse old man Hottabych!
(Dance of the Dwarves.)
Hottabych. O wisest one, let the description of this worthy Santa Claus be heard once again.
Child. We won't see him in the spring,
He won't come even in the summer,
But in winter to our children
He comes every year Grandfather
Happy New Year,
He will light a lush Christmas tree,
Amusing the kids
Will join us in a round dance
We meet him together
We are great friends with him.
But drink hot tea
This is not allowed as a guest!
Hottabych. I understand! You can't give him hot tea because he's made of snow! Ha ha ha!
(He pulls his beard, pronounces a spell, music plays, and the Snowman appears.)
Snowman. I am a cheerful Snowman.
I am neither small nor great,
I serve the Snow Maiden,
I’m friends with Purga Buranovna.
The children molded me - Kolya, Tolya, Petya.
I'm always in the garden
I am having fun with the kids
But today I ran away
To your New Year's ball.
Presenter. Dear Snowman, we are glad to see you! We have the same snowmen, would you like to dance together?
Dance of the Snowmen.
Presenter. Dear Hottabych, this is not Frost! We'll have to help you. Let's go through all the hairs in your beard and find the one that will help us fulfill the children's wishes. (Casts a spell and calls Santa Claus.)
Father Frost. I hear you! I hear you! I hear you!
I'm going down to your roof!
Oh, I got into trouble here
This is probably your kitchen!
There are pancakes and porridge!
And I see kvass in the can...
I'll take a sip and you'll have me!!!
(Santa Claus enters.)
Father Frost(addressing parents). Oh, how you have grown! That's how Olya is, that's how Gali is! What a small people!
Presenter. Grandfather, quite the opposite. Our guests are sitting here, haven’t you noticed the guys?
Father Frost. Oh, hit me with a pillow!
I thought there were toys here,
Everyone is dressed up, everyone is shining,
There are no nicer guys anywhere!
And what a cheerful laugh
It's not a sin to get confused here.
Happy New Year,
I wish you happiness, joy,
A hundred years of bright life,
And health - a hundred pounds!
I would hug you all today,
Yes, my hands are not enough.
To the glorious New Year tree
“LET THE SUN OF THE RAMPA SHINE FOR EVERYONE.”
(Script of the theatrical concert of the All-Russian Festival of Disabled Children).
(The curtain gradually opens. Bravura oriental music sounds. Volka rides out in a circle, as if pushing a chest.)
VOLKA: Well, of course, someone left a chest in the yard.
I wonder whose it is and where it comes from? What to do?
ABOUT! Understood! It needs to be opened
Maybe then we'll find the owner.
(Intense music sounds. Volka creeps up to the chest, it swings open. With the help of lighting effects, it seems that a bright light is escaping from the chest. Smoke is coming out. At the same time, the ribbons rise fan-shaped to the top, which at the bottom close on the slogan, in the shape of a medal.)
VOLKA: ABOUT! What is this?!
(At the last moment, Old Man Hottabych appears from the chest. The chest drives away in a circle.)
KHOTTABYCH: What is this?!
VOLKA: ABOUT! This is Old Man Hottabych!
He can fulfill any of our desires.
So? I want chewing gum... No, three chewing gum... No! No, that's not enough. I want... No! Not interested! I want... Here! I want to be a famous artist!
KHOTTABYCH: Oh, the light of my eyes!
What kind of artist do you want to become?
VOLKA: Oh! I don’t know either. You should show Hottabych what talented children they are.
KHOTTABYCH: And there are good muses for this. They will present them to us now.
Who will speak now?
VOLKA: And who, for example?
VOLKA: Well, okay, then let number 1 perform.
KHOTTABYCH: Certainly! Come on, muses, announce!
KHOTTABYCH: Well, Volka, have you decided who you want to be?
VOLKA: No, I like them all. Let a few more artists perform, and then I will decide... Number 3.
KHOTTABYCH: Your desire, oh Volka, is a law for me...
KHOTTABYCH: Well, Volka, what kind of celebrity have you decided to become?
VOLKA: Oh, I want to be a dancer, a singer, a poet, and a musician. And in general, I would like to wish all the guys good luck in this festival.
KHOTTABYCH: So let's sing a welcome song.
VOLKA: So we don’t even have such a song! And I can't sing.
KHOTTABYCH: It's not a problem for me. Fuck-tibi-doh... And you're done! Hey, muses, come on, think of something, have fun! So sing, dear Volka.
(The intro to the song “Write me a letter” sounds).
On this stage, now everyone understands
We gathered from all the villages and districts
Singers, dancers, in general, we are all talented here
And the muses united us into a common circle
Distance is not a hindrance for us
Art beckons us and calls us,
We wish you victory and success
And may this meeting bring joy to everyone.
Let it be there, let it be here
Talents will flourish again.
Our life will be brighter and more wonderful,
So that we can celebrate the new dawn for many years
With a common friendly and joyful song!
VOLKA: Oh, great: I’ve already learned to sing!
KHOTTABYCH: Well, of course, we still have to study and study!
VOLKA: Then let's listen to someone else!
KHOTTABYCH: Come on, muses, announce the next performer.
(A few more numbers are being announced)
VOLKA: All!! I firmly decided that I would be a poet! Because without poets you can’t celebrate a holiday, or even sing... Well, can I become a poet?
KHOTTABYCH: ABOUT! The sun of my eyes, everything you want: Fuck-tibi-doh!
VOLKA: So, can I announce the next artist?
KHOTTABYCH: If you please, my friend, Volka!
VOLKA: Our miracle festivals
Dali opened for children
(Wow, it works!)
Gave creative victories
And a few years will pass
And the whole country will know
All talents have names.
Wow, great! Let's announce the next talents!
KHOTTABYCH: Muses! Your word!
VOLKA: Hottabych! Now I have already become both a singer and a poet! But can you do
poets of the guys who are sitting in the hall?
KHOTTABYCH: What doubts can there be?!
VOLKA: And we will check this now! Guys! I will now write poetry, and you will say the last word in rhyme! OK? A? Tell! Let's begin! The question is always simple
We need to answer... Well? What?
CHILDREN: Yes!
VOLKA: Yes! Now I see we have agreed.
KHOTTABYCH: And now me!
All singers and musicians
And all the dancers.....
CHILDREN: Talents!
KHOTTABYCH: Wow, well done!
VOLKA: And now me!
All the dancers and singers
Well, of course….
CHILDREN: Well done!
VOLKA: And you guys are great! Real poets.
KHOTTABYCH: Let the ramp light shine on us
We wish everyone...
CHILDREN: Victory!
VOLKA: Still, it's good to be a wizard! Whatever you wish will come true...
KHOTTABYCH: What do you want, Volka?
VOLKA: So that our concert continues. Come on, muses, announce!
VOLKA: Hottabych! How the boys dance! Eh, I wish I could learn that! Well, this is Hottabych, and you can’t do it!
KHOTTABYCH: Hottabych can do anything... Fuck-tabi-doh... Come on, muses, pick us some music.
VOLKA: Are you kidding…
KHOTTABYCH: Try it!
(Volka dances in progress)
VOLKA: This is what magic means!
KHOTTABYCH: But the guys perform without any magic.
VOLKA: Also, how they perform.
(Several numbers are being announced)
VOLKA: Hottabych, can you teach me how to play a musical instrument?
KHOTTABYCH: Oh, Volka, just order.
VOLKA: But you can teach someone from the audience to play.
KHOTTABYCH: Well I do not know! What if a person doesn’t want to...
VOLKA: Or maybe I can choose it myself?
(Runs into the hall. “Persuades” one of the children)
(It is necessary to invite an outstanding student of a music school or an adult to perform a piece that is in a major key)
KHOTTABYCH: Yes! But our participants also sing and play well.
(There are several numbers under the announcement of “muses”)
KHOTTABYCH: Volka, I must admit that my magic only works during this concert...
VOLKA: What should I do?
KHOTTABYCH: And we will ask our muses.
VOLKA: What do you need to do to learn to sing...
MUSE: Study (Echo repeats)
KHOTTABYCH: What about learning to dance?
MUSE: Study (Echo)
VOLKA: What about playing?
MUSE: Play a lot, a lot...
VOLKA: I got it! I will choose my favorite type of art and will study. And now…
KHOTTABYCH: And now the common song,
(To the tune of the song “Snow Maiden”)
Our common talent
Our bright talent
In the light of the ramps
And in the darkness
He is your helper.
He is our helper
He is a helper to everyone on earth
Let through the sadness of problems
The sun is shining for everyone
The sun is shining for everyone
And then
In a day, or a year,
Happiness will find us
Happiness will come to us
Forever.
(All participants leave.)
Chorus:
Let the ramp light
Glows brighter.
So that again we all
Meet again
So that its lights are like a rainbow
They shone for us all again and again
They gathered us together with joyful songs,
They gathered us together with joyful songs,
And they gave it to us, and they gave it to you
Happiness creativity and love.
Elena Shevtsova
Scenario for the holiday on March 8 preparatory group with the participation of old man Hottabych Video
The presenter enters the hall and reads a poem by Valentina Belyaeva:
I'll tie your life together
Made from fluffy mohair threads.
I'll tie your life together
I won't lie a single loop.
I'll tie your life together
Where there is a pattern across the field of prayer -
Wishes of happiness,
In the rays of true love.
I'll tie your life together
Made from a cheerful melange yarn.
I'll tie your life together
And then I will give it from my heart.
Where do I get threads?
I will never confess to anyone:
To connect your life,
I secretly unravel mine.
Poems (only girls read):
With a number, like a pretzel.
How many of you guys know
What does the number mean?
The children will tell us in chorus:
B. Zakhoder
2 Velcro-why
Mom loves and regrets.
Mom understands.
My mom can do everything
He knows everything in the world!
– Why do wasps bite?
I'm asking directly.
And to ALL my questions
Mom answers.
Tell me where from the sky
It snows in winter.
Why a loaf of bread
Is it baked with flour?
Why does the dog bark?
What will you dream about?
Why does the icicle melt?
And your eyelashes tremble?
Why is there a cloud in the sky?
Is there a lawn in the forest?
I'M VELCRO-WHY
AND SHE IS A KNOW-ALL!
(T. Bokova)
You are the most beautiful,
You are the best.
To the gentle sun
And it looks like the moon.
I give you a smile
I give you a big flower:
I want you to flutter
Always like a moth.
(V. Solonikin)
4. Mom is loved by everyone in the world,
Mom's first friend.
Not only children love their mothers,
Loved by everyone around.
If anything happens
If suddenly there is trouble,
Mommy will come to the rescue
It will always help.
Mom has a lot of strength and health
Gives to all of us.
So, really, there is no
Better than our mothers.
5. Asterisk
Darling, good one, I love you!
"Spring song" music. etc. N. V. Kulikova
1. I’ll sing a song
The sun is playing with its rays
My dear mother
For care and kindness
Thank you
2. Spring flowers
To my beloved grandmother and mother:
Sun is shining, sky blue,
Dear Mammy, dear Granny,
Presenter: guys, look what I found, what kind of vessel is this and where did it come from here? So unusual, very similar to magic. The patterns are so strange (he begins to rub the vessel, unusual music sounds, Hottabych appears in the hall).
Hottabych: Apchhi! I greet you, O beautiful of the most beautiful, wisest and most wise.
Presenter: Who are you? Where did you come from?
Hottabych: I am from this vessel. Know, O most blessed of the beautiful, that I am the mighty and renowned genie Hassan Abdurrahman ibn Hottab in all countries of the world, or, in your opinion, Hassan Abdurrahman Hottabovich. And it happened to me - wow! -- amazing story. I, an unfortunate genie, disobeyed Suleiman ibn Dawood and he imprisoned me in a clay vessel, from which you, O blessed savior, - apchhi, apchhi! - pulled me out. May your days be long, oh. Forgive me, I would be incredibly happy to know your name.
Presenter: Tatyana Petrovna.
Hottabych: what an unusual and beautiful name: Tatyana Petrovna. Tell me, Tatyana Petrovna, where did I end up, where am I now?
Presenter: Hottabych, you got into kindergarten“Sunny”, for a matinee with the guys.
Hottabych: wah, wah, wah….oh, oh, oh! I've never been here before. May there be peace to this house. Hello, the most educated of the educated and the loveliest of the loveliest. Children and dear guests. Do you know the star of my heart, dear Tatyana Petrovna, that I will henceforth do everything that you order me, for you saved me from a terrible imprisonment.
Presenter: Whatever I order? Well, okay, but first, Hottabych, sit down, rest, and our guys will sing you a song. What did your mother feed you as a child?
Hottabych: porridge.
Presenter: So, our song is called “Cook the Porridge”, and we will cook it for our mothers.
Song "Cook the Porridge"
1. We got up early today
And while mommy is sleeping
They decided to cook porridge for her,
To surprise with something.
While we were looking for cereals,
Milk ran away
How it happened, we don't know
It looks fast
ETC. Boil, boil the porridge
Have fun and have fun
Boil, boil the porridge
Be lazy and lazy
2. Together we decided
Outsmart milk
And this time it's a bucket
To be safe, pour
To make the porridge tasty
Added what they could
Sausage, candy, bun
Salted from the heart.
Hottabych: Oh, well done, my ears have never heard better music. Wonderful, incomparable. Now, order whatever you wish, O diamond of my soul.
Presenter: Then, can I ask you, Hottabych, to congratulate our mothers, grandmothers and girls on March 8?
Presenter: ok, ask Hottabych.
Riddles from Hottabych:
I'm not afraid of thunderstorms one bit,
If you are next to me... (mother)
There is no dirt or trash in the apartment,
I put everything away clean... (mom)
Borscht in a plate is the most delicious,
Only cooks like this... (mom)
Addresses parents
The son plays the scale loudly,
This only makes me happy... (mother)
Elephant, hippopotamus
There is also a kind one... (mother)
Dad and I go shopping for flowers
We love to give them... (to mom)
If your daughter is stubborn,
Wags his finger at her... (mom)
Those kids feel shame and disgrace,
Who offended their own... (mom)
And capricious and stubborn,
Every morning there is drama in the house -
There is no one more dear to her in the world,
Fairer and kinder.
I'll tell you straight, friends -
Best in the world... (mother)
Hottabych: O wisest of the wisest, how were you able to answer all my questions? Well, now let's get down to the parents (rubs his palms and hurriedly runs to his mothers and grandmothers.)
Riddles for parents:
What's not in a woman's handbag?
Answer: About
Answer: Kilogram
Answer: Collapse
Answer: Out the door
How to catch a tiger in a cage?
Hottabych: We figured it out, oh wise ones... and now allow me to congratulate you on the holiday, on Women's Day, on the holiday of spring, beauty and love. May your soul be filled to the brim today with light, warmth and joy from sincere wishes, delicate flowers, pleasant gifts! Let swallows build nests above your windows and bring prosperity and mutual understanding to your home, and let the first rays of the spring sun point to a happy path in your destiny!
Presenter: of course of course.
Tricks from Hottabych
1. " The water changes color"
2. "Magic handkerchiefs"
3. Gift for the presenter.
4. Appearance of rain
Dance with umbrellas.
Presenter: Yes, Hottabych, you are a real wizard. Hottabych, do you want to hear what poems the boys know about our beautiful, magical mothers?
Hottabych: very, very interested
Boys' poems for mothers:
Mother! Happy spring holiday
I sincerely congratulate you!
Long life, love, fun
I wish you from the bottom of my heart!
Let all misfortunes melt away
And adversity will disappear.
I wish only happiness -
Let the years not age you.
So that you don't lose your strength,
So that business is carried out successfully,
Always be so beautiful
Smiling, tender!
You are the best, for sure
I'll say it like a man
Hottabych: how your speeches flow, caressing my ears. After all, your mothers are so beautiful, gentle, sweet, beautiful... But here in the East we have a beautiful princess Budur. You won’t find her better in the whole world: she has white skin, black hair, a magnificent waist, and an elegant smile of modesty on her lips. (raises hands to the sky). A beautiful, delicate flower.
Presenter: Hottabych, you haven’t seen what kind of princesses we have, one is more beautiful than the other, let’s see.
Hottabych: I obey and obey, let's watch
But I don’t want it by calculation.
Hottabych: wonderful, divine. Addresses the presenter. Oh, diamond of my soul, let me organize a competition for the most beautiful mothers.
Competitions are held for mothers.
Hottabych: I saw what beautiful beauties are here in your garden, Sunny, even Princess Budur herself fades in the rays of your beauty. O beautiful ones, O radiant ones, O most beautiful of the beautiful...
Presenter: Hottabych, remember, you said that you would fulfill all my wishes? I want you to please children, mothers and grandmothers with some unusual gift. Are you a wizard? Create a miracle for us.
Hottabych: I listen and obey. I have a magic basket, I will show it to you now.
Presenter: This is magic, this is a gift. Did you guys like it? (Yes)
Presenter: This is where our holiday came to an end. Dear mothers and grandmothers, happy holiday once again. I wish you happiness, beauty and health. Thank you for having us. Guys, let's say thank you to our mothers.
All: THANK YOU.
Presenter: See you again!
The presenter enters the hall and reads a poem by Valentina Belyaeva:
I'll tie your life together
Made from fluffy mohair threads.
I'll tie your life together
I won't lie a single loop.
I'll tie your life together
Where there is a pattern across the field of prayer -
Wishes of happiness,
In the rays of true love.
I'll tie your life together
Made from a cheerful melange yarn.
I'll tie your life together
And then I will give it from my heart.
Where do I get threads?
I will never confess to anyone:
To connect your life,
I secretly unravel mine.
Mom - what a simple and amazing word for each of us. The warmest, the kindest. For any of us, mother is the most beautiful, the most tender, the most beloved, the most understanding and much more the most... This is the very first word, our life begins with it.
To the music “Mom is the first word,” children enter the hall with flowers and perform dance movements. They hand flowers to mothers and grandmothers and sit on chairs. (children who read poetry line up).
Poems (only girls read):
With a number, like a pretzel.
How many of you guys know
What does the number mean?
The children will tell us in chorus:
This is our mothers' holiday! (CHORUS)
B. Zakhoder
2 Velcro-why
Mom loves and regrets.
Mom understands.
My mom can do everything
He knows everything in the world!
– Why do wasps bite?
I'm asking directly.
And to ALL my questions
Mom answers.
Tell me where from the sky
It snows in winter.
Why a loaf of bread
Is it baked with flour?
Why does the dog bark?
What will you dream about?
Why does the icicle melt?
And your eyelashes tremble?
Why is there a cloud in the sky?
Is there a lawn in the forest?
I'M VELCRO-WHY
AND SHE IS A KNOW-ALL!
(T. Bokova)
You are the most beautiful,
You are the best.
To the gentle sun
And it looks like the moon.
I give you a smile
I give you a big flower:
I want you to flutter
Always like a moth.
(V. Solonikin)
4. Mom is loved by everyone in the world,
Mom's first friend.
Not only children love their mothers,
Loved by everyone around.
If anything happens
If suddenly there is trouble,
Mommy will come to the rescue
It will always help.
Mom has a lot of strength and health
Gives to all of us.
So, really, there is no
Better than our mothers.
5. Asterisk
The star is shining brightly in the sky.
It shines, but does not warm - mom says.
I will stretch a ladder to the sky from the balcony.
I’ll pick up a star for mom from the sky.
Mom will light this star on her chest.
And he will warm you with warmth and sing a song.
Mom is my star, my bright one!
Darling, good one, I love you!
All children stand near their chairs, the readers come up to them and prepare to perform the song.
"Spring song" music. etc. N. V. Kulikova
1. I’ll sing a song
The sun is playing with its rays
My dear mother
For care and kindness
Thank you
2. Spring flowers
To my beloved grandmother and mother:
Sun is shining, sky blue,
Dear Mammy, dear Granny,
At the end, the children sit on chairs. The presenter at this moment finds an unusual vessel and shows it to the children.
Presenter: guys, look what I found, what kind of vessel is this and where did it come from here? So unusual, very similar to magic. The patterns are so strange (he begins to rub the vessel, unusual music sounds, Hottabych appears in the hall).
Hottabych: Apchhi! I greet you, O beautiful of the most beautiful, wisest and most wise.
Presenter: who are you? Where did you come from?
Hottabych: I come from this vessel. Know, O most blessed of the beautiful, that I am the mighty and renowned genie Hassan Abdurrahman ibn Hottab in all countries of the world, or, in your opinion, Hassan Abdurrahman Hottabovich. And it happened to me - wow! -- an amazing story. I, an unfortunate genie, disobeyed Suleiman ibn Dawood and he imprisoned me in a clay vessel, from which you, O blessed savior, - apchhi, apchhi! - pulled me out. May your days be long, oh. Forgive me, I would be incredibly happy to know your name.
Presenter: Tatyana Petrovna.
Hottabych: what an unusual and beautiful name: Tatyana Petrovna. Tell me, Tatyana Petrovna, where did I end up, where am I now?
Presenter: Hottabych, you ended up in the “Solnyshko” kindergarten, at the children’s matinee.
Hottabych: wah, wah, wah...oh, oh, oh! I've never been here before. May there be peace to this house. Hello, the most educated of the educated and the loveliest of the loveliest. Children and dear guests. Do you know the star of my heart, dear Tatyana Petrovna, that I will henceforth do everything that you order me, for you saved me from a terrible imprisonment.
Presenter: Whatever I order? Well, okay, but first, Hottabych, sit down, rest, and our guys will sing you a song. What did your mother feed you as a child?
Hottabych: porridge.
Presenter: So, our song is called “Cook the Porridge”, and we will cook it for our mothers.
Song "Cook the Porridge"
1. We got up early today
And while mommy is sleeping
They decided to cook porridge for her,
To surprise with something.
While we were looking for cereals,
Milk ran away
How it happened, we don't know
It looks fast
ETC. Boil, boil the porridge
Have fun and have fun
Today we will please all our friends
Boil, boil the porridge
Be lazy and lazy
The plates and spoons are already waiting for you.
2. Together we decided
Outsmart milk
And this time it's a bucket
To be safe, pour
To make the porridge tasty
Added what they could
Sausage, candy, bun
Salted from the heart.
Hottabych: oh, well done, my ears have never heard better music. Wonderful, incomparable. Now, order whatever you wish, O diamond of my soul.
Presenter: Then, can I ask you, Hottabych, to congratulate our mothers, grandmothers and girls on March 8?
Hottabych: Oh, the light of my eyes! Incomparable and most beautiful Tatyana Petrovna! I will fulfill your desire, but let me first, my wisest, ask them a few wise questions.
Presenter: okay, ask Hottabych.
Riddles from Hottabych:
I'm not afraid of thunderstorms one bit,
If you are next to me... (mother)
There is no dirt or trash in the apartment,
I put everything away clean... (mom)
Borscht in a plate is the most delicious,
Only cooks like this... (mom)
Addresses parents
The son plays the scale loudly,
This only makes me happy... (mother)
Elephant, hippopotamus
There is also a kind one... (mother)
Dad and I go shopping for flowers
We love to give them... (to mom)
If your daughter is stubborn,
Wags his finger at her... (mom)
Those kids feel shame and disgrace,
Who offended their own... (mom)
And capricious and stubborn,
She doesn’t want to go to kindergarten... (not mother, but daughter)
Every morning there is drama in the house -
Doesn’t want to eat porridge... (not mother, but daughter or son)
There is no one more dear to her in the world,
Fairer and kinder.
I'll tell you straight, friends -
Best in the world... (mother)
Hottabych: O wisest of the wisest, how were you able to answer all my questions? Well, now let's get down to the parents (rubs his palms and hurriedly runs to his mothers and grandmothers.)
Riddles for parents:
What's not in a woman's handbag?
Answer: About
A and B were sitting on the pipe. A went abroad, B sneezed and went to the hospital. What's left on the pipe?
Answer: Letter B (I - went to the hospital)
A green crocodile is flying across the sky. Flew for 2 hours and covered 7 kilometers. How much will a kilogram of apples weigh if you remove the screw from the fluid coupling?
Answer: Kilogram
Is Winnie the Pooh a pig or a boar?
Answer: Winnie the Pooh is a bear, and Piglet is Piglet
What do milk and a hedgehog have in common?
Answer: Collapse
Why do students usually get kicked out of class?
Answer: Out the door
The very first semiconductor in the world?
Answer: Ivan Susanin
How to catch a tiger in a cage?
Answer: There is no tiger in a cage, there is a tiger in stripes.
Hottabych: We figured it out, oh wise ones... and now allow me to congratulate you on the holiday, on Women's Day, on the holiday of spring, beauty and love. May your soul be filled to the brim today with light, warmth and joy from sincere wishes, delicate flowers, pleasant gifts! Let swallows build nests above your windows and bring prosperity and mutual understanding to your home, and let the first rays of the spring sun point to a happy path in your destiny!
Dear Tatyana Petrovna, oh the light of my eyes, allow me to give real magic to the most worthy guests and their children.
Presenter: Of course, of course.
Tricks from Hottabych
1. “The water changes color”
They bring out a table with four “empty” glasses on it. At the bottom of each of them is poured a little green (there will be green), potassium permanganate (red, furatsilin (yellow), blue (blue). Water is poured from a transparent jug into each glass. The water in the glasses is painted in different colors.
2. “Magic handkerchiefs”
Preparatory stage: hide the handkerchiefs in the hall (behind the flowers, on the windowsill, in the teacher’s pocket, etc.). put handkerchiefs in a box with a double bottom that opens on both sides and close it. The magic words are spoken, the box turns over and opens on the other side. The handkerchiefs “disappeared.” Further, they are found in previously hidden places.
3. Gift for the presenter.
Flower from a newspaper. A large newspaper is rolled up into a tube, cuts are made along the tube, then you need to grab the central strip of the newspaper and carefully pull it up, you get a flower. (give to the presenter)
4. Appearance of rain
Hottabych pronounces the magic words and says that it will start to rain.
Presenter: In order not to get wet, the guys will take umbrellas and perform a dance.
To the music of Yulia Seliverstova, “Drip, drip, drip, rain is dripping through puddles,” children perform
Dance with umbrellas.
(the girls leave to prepare for the dance)
Presenter: yes, Hottabych, you are a real wizard. Hottabych, do you want to hear what poems the boys know about our beautiful, magical mothers?
Hottabych: very, very interested
Boys' poems for mothers:
Mother! Happy spring holiday
I sincerely congratulate you!
Long life, love, fun
I wish you from the bottom of my heart!
Let all misfortunes melt away
And adversity will disappear.
I wish only happiness -
Let the years not age you.
So that you don't lose your strength,
So that business is carried out successfully,
Always be so beautiful
Smiling, tender!
You are the best, for sure
I'll say it like a man
After all, you raised an excellent son,
Without modesty, this is what I think today.
And I congratulate you on Women’s Day!
Hottabych: how your speeches flow, caressing my ears. After all, your mothers are so beautiful, gentle, sweet, beautiful... But here in the East we have a beautiful princess Budur. You won’t find her better in the whole world: she has white skin, black hair, a magnificent waist, and an elegant smile of modesty on her lips. (raises hands to the sky). A beautiful, delicate flower.
Presenter: Hottabych, you haven’t seen what kind of princesses we have, one is more beautiful than the other, let’s see.
Hottabych: I listen and obey, let's watch
Girls perform a dance to music. from the film “The Flying Ship”
But I don’t want it by calculation.
Hottabych: wonderful, divine. Addresses the presenter. Oh, diamond of my soul, let me organize a competition for the most beautiful mothers.
Competitions are held for mothers.
1. The best oriental turban on my daughter’s head. (4-5 mothers with daughters)
Show options for making a turban made from a colorful scarf. Mothers temporarily tie their daughter's turban, the most beautiful one wins.
2. Oriental gait (4-5 moms)
What makes an oriental beauty truly beautiful? Well, of course, the gait. After all, it is the gait combined with beautiful posture that makes people turn around. Take a closer look at the women on the street: some are simply hunched over under the weight of their bags; the gait of others is more reminiscent of a soldier's march; and someone simply minces in small steps, bending over like a doom. Alas, a pitiful sight. And today, you and I will learn to walk like real oriental beauties, soaring in the air. And for this we will need a ribbon, with which we will lightly tie your legs at the ankles so that you do not run with huge steps, and for the beauty of your posture we will put a book on your head. In this form, you need to reach the landmark, go around and return to the starting place. The mother who does this first is the winner. Let's get started.
Hottabych: I saw what beautiful beauties are here in your garden, Sunny, even Princess Budur herself fades in the rays of your beauty. O beautiful ones, O radiant ones, O most beautiful of the beautiful...
Presenter: Hottabych, remember, you said that you would fulfill all my wishes? I want you to please children, mothers and grandmothers with some unusual gift. Are you a wizard? Create a miracle for us.
Hottabych: I listen and obey. I have a magic basket, I will show it to you now.
Hottabych rolls in a huge basket on wheels. There is a man sitting there, whose hand lies on top, on the lid of a basket in the body of a snake. Hottabych takes a pipe, begins to play, oriental music sounds and the snake “wakes up”, then performs a dance. After the music ends, Hottabych goes to the basket, opens the lid and takes out candy for the children.
Presenter: this is magic, this is a gift. Did you guys like it? (Yes)
Well, Hottabych, let’s hand out the treats.
The presenter and Hottabych distribute treats to the children.
Hottabych says goodbye and leaves to the music (rolls out the basket)
Presenter: With this our holiday has come to an end. Dear mothers and grandmothers, happy holiday once again. I wish you happiness, beauty and health. Thank you for having us. Guys, let's say thank you to our mothers.
So tnank you.
Presenter: see you again!
