I engaged in a folk collective the seventh year. I really like Russian folk songs, melodies and especially the fairytale was. So I will tell you one of the most interesting works: "the Tale of the harp".
Sometimes I wonder: what moments and why stay in the memory? Why these? What is their value? But if the best to gather in one day what it will turn out, this is the best day? And the best it will be only for me?! I Wonder what the best day I imagine my children, husband, parents and little niece?! You have to ask!
My daughter wrote this book for his cousin Evelina, who had as much as 2 months (!) to sit quarantined in his apartment with his parents and younger brother. They all had coronaviruses, and her mom was in the hospital. The daughter thought that she would not be so sad to sit at home and take a long hard look out the window at the street where she's not allowed out if she will be able to read a story, lovingly written by her sister.
To any competition, even on the instructions of the school or kindergarten, we prepare and come up with that are born from the idea of the whole family. This extended family works. And homework - to learn a poem about the war that have inspired us to not just read the poem, and invest in this is all their imagination and execute the statement.
Pauline wanted to write a story, which would involve her favorite toy owl and a favorite toy of her little sister - dog Bingo.
any tales, as a rule, should be a good end. But there are a few of the tales with a sad ending. And so, to correct this injustice, I decided to offer my own version of the ending of the famous fairy tale of Alexander Pushkin, "the Tale of the fisherman and the fish"
the Idea of creating this tale came to me during the summer holidays. I was with my grandmother Annie in Buryatia, on the shore of lake Baikal. In the evenings I sat and made up a story about the friendly Toast and a Muffin. My brother Alex and sister Lera offered images of fairy tale heroes. Then we all drew illustrations for books, discussing them over hot tea with my grandmother's tales.
In our family, my mom writes poetry and songs. The competition was born verse the eyes of the youngest child in the family - Alice. Verse written on the basis of statements of the child.
the Hello! My daughter stanislawa 13 years, and she enjoys drawing. One day she decided to try herself as an Illustrator of books. We did not want to do another remake on the theme of the Gingerbread man or the other children's classics, and I came up with and wrote to her a short tale for preschoolers. Stanislaus painted a bright funny illustrations - so our project was born. And we came up with an interesting game-Walker on the explanation of our history with many traps and surprises that you will find at the end of the book. Now our book is at the printers and we're looking forward to it, and with the competition introducing the electronic version.
the idea of the project is to gather all the family members reading some of your stories where the main characters - us!
I'm sure all the kids perceive the world with an open mind and heart. They see and hear what we adults, unfortunately, in light of life's hustle and bustle and the frantic pace of life, not to hear or see. We, long ago, I saw magical things and hear beautiful sounds, dreamed, fantasized and believed. And so, when you have children you have adults, then adults are given at least one chance, and someone and more to remember, to hear and see this wonderful world called CHILDHOOD. The project would like to remind adults that we were all once children. Don't forget, please.
When creating a tale, and we have created not only a story but also illustrated it and we got the book.
1. to Awaken the imagination ( as though it did not sound ridiculous).
2. To teach a child to tell a story ( going through all the steps from inventing the main character and when he reached the happy at the end of the tale).
3. To study the stages of creating the book. ( Why not? It was a learning experience for all.)
the Unity of the family to work together, drawing attention to the role of the father in the family and respect for him.
our family lives chinchilla semen. Originally these furry and cute creatures from South American Andes. It was interesting to dream up on the historic homeland of our Canopy, to paint scenes with his participation and make dad a German translation that I study from class 2 at school.
the Idea of our project is to explain to our children what this holiday is this "victory Day". To answer the questions: "Mom, why today fireworks and everyone is happy?", "Daddy, what is war?"
Because in the modern world somehow, there is a tendency to "fix" of history. The story you wrote, our grandfathers and great-grandfathers and great-grandfathers of our children. And if not within the family, where they will obtain true knowledge in the age of information technology and access to various, including false information? The family laid the foundations of Patriotic education and respect for the veterans. Not in kindergarten, not in school, not on the street and at home: during conversations, arguments and answers to the many "why?".
With the literary works of his own composition to show the role of the family not only for children but also for society as a whole. As with poems, you can convey thoughts, feelings, mood of the author to show the significance of the chosen topic.
According to family tradition, every meeting of the new year (31 December) we go to the bath set home play (a fairy tale). For writing the script (story line, characters, ideas, contests, etc.) be sure to involve children. Further, the performance needs to be rehearsed, and before the New year celebration - performed "on camera".
the Author Lapshin Vitaly.
Our family while in isolation found a way to implement his sporting energy and ambition - my family (mom, dad, son (age 6) and daughter (3 years)) start to participate in "Online competitions on GPP (General physical preparation)".
And as you know, to achieve good results in competitions, you need a daily workout. Here is the eighth week of the quarantine the husband, looking at our pant and effort, composed a topical and quite truthful verse about our everyday life in isolation. Everything in this poem, every word is true.