“The Frog Princess” in a new way
Literary composition for March 8 based on the fairy tale “The Frog Princess” - script for March 8Students in Russian folk costumes appear on stage.
1st presenter: Once upon a time in Russia, there lived a wise sovereign. He strictly ruled the country and his family. And the family has three adult sons. There is a reason for excitement. How peacefully will you live if it’s time to marry your children?
2nd presenter: The first son is the eldest Vasily, Glorious for his heroic strength! The middle son is the dashing Stepan. And the youngest is Ivan. One day, in the morning, Three sons appeared in the king’s chambers and bowed to their waists.
1st son: How did you rest, father?
2nd son: And what dreams did you have?
King: Dear sons, I have bad dreams. To get rid of sadness and melancholy, I need to marry you. I'll give everyone an arrow, try your luck.
1st son: It’s not fitting for a young man to go against his father.
All three sons: We will fulfill your order This very moment and this very hour.
3rd presenter: And two arrows fell on the rich courtyards. And the noblewoman and the merchant's wife picked up the arrows dashingly. Well, the youngest son Unsuccessful was a shooter. And the green frog became the youngest's girlfriend.
(Three presenters together) Just before the wedding, listen to the king’s decree.
King: So that by tomorrow morning everyone will be woven into a carpet.
4th presenter: And young Ivan went away Out of frustration, he was not himself.
Ivan (3rd son): In the morning I will appear to my father, How will I show myself? The frog will not weave a carpet, the priest will be angry.
5th presenter: That same night the frog became a beautiful maiden, got to work quickly and finished everything quickly. The carpet was ready by morning, Ivan went with it to the Tsar. Well, the king is already waiting and accepting gifts.
(Leaders change)
Tsar (accepting gifts): Let the eldest son take the carpet to the barnyard. For now, put the middle son's carpet in my farthest chamber, so as not to see it in front of me.
6th presenter: The prince came up, put the carpet on the table, and brought both the king and the royal court into amazement. And then the father said:
King: Let them hang you in the throne room. And now, sons, let the wives bake bread.
7th presenter: Ivanushka became sad and hung his head sadly. After all, even if the frog screams, it won’t reach the stove. But in the morning, in the hut, the aroma was everywhere. There was a pie on the table, baked exactly on time.
8th presenter: Well, for breakfast, in the morning, Three sons are at the throne, ready to offer bread. The Tsar sent the eldest son over the threshold. I couldn't take a bite of the middle son's pie.
Tsar: Well, the younger one is great!
8th presenter: The Tsar Father himself said so.
King: You weren’t afraid to take the frog, you swamp frog, and now it will repay you in full with kindness. And there will be no difficult life with Vasilisa the Wise. And with a hardworking wife, kind, wise and beautiful, you will live for many years, you will not know bitter troubles.
9th presenter: We congratulate Ivan and end the fairy tale. The fairy tale is a lie, but there is a hint in it. A lesson to good fellows. 1st presenter: There are many fairy tales in the world. Adults and children love them. Listen to fairy tales and read, comprehend the wisdom of fairy tales.
2nd presenter: But the fairy tale has passed, We will leave the fairy tale And we will all end up in our real world. Let's look around the whole hall and see that Vasilisa is sitting here in front of us! Not just one, but a whole series.
3rd presenter: Vasilisushek the Wise Very kind, very wise Even if you walk half the earth, They control everything. Vasilisa knows how to do everything, they cherish little children, they read fairy tales to them, they sew, they cook, they clean.
4th presenter: They get up at first light, and after midnight they just go to bed. Can you guess who they are?
(All together) These are dear grandmothers!
5th presenter: We wish them health, long life and promise to be a support in life for them - Vasilisa’s relatives. Congratulating you on Women's Day, We send our earthly bow to them.
(General bow to the ground)
6th presenter: Let’s look again with our eyes and Beautiful girls, Simply miracle craftswomen, will appear before us. We must immediately give them all their due. You can call everyone Vasilisa the Beautiful.
7th presenter: Majestic and beautiful, All are kind and fair, All are caring, intelligent, They are an example to us in everything.
(All together): Can you guess who they are? These are mothers' relatives.
8th presenter: We wish them good luck, Difficult tasks to solve. What life has given them, so that things can go well for them. Congratulating them on Women's Day, We send them a bow.
(General bow)
9th presenter: For the third time, let's take a look at the Hall, in which there are so many faces. And let’s note that the Tribe of young Vasilis is growing up. Can you guess who they are?
(All together): They are dear sisters to us!
9th presenter: We bow to them decorously, There is a reason for this - They are very young, They are all nine years old. Congratulating them on Women's Day, we bow to them.
(General bow)
Tsar: You spoke for a long time, but you forgot about time. It's high time we went to a fairy tale, Let's wish everyone well! And let them love each other. Don’t forget about the fairy tale. Our meeting is not the end. It will continue. Vasilisa is a beautiful light, make a decision.
Frog Princess: For guests, family and friends I quickly prepared a lush miracle loaf! Eat, praise and don't yawn! We treat everyone to Vasilis - We conclude with congratulations!
(They take the pies into the hall)
1st presenter: May your life be a full-flowing river.
2nd presenter: May it be easy and light for you!
3rd presenter: Accept today from the bottom of your heart
All together: With the warmth of the loaf - and our warmth!
(General bow)
The Frog Princess - Russian folk tale
In a certain kingdom, in a certain state, there lived a king, and he had three sons. The youngest was called Ivan Tsarevich.
One day the king called his sons and said to them: “My dear children, you are all getting older now, it’s time for you to think about brides!”
- Who should we marry, father?
- And you take an arrow, pull your tight bows and shoot the arrows in different directions. Where the arrow falls, make your match there.
The brothers went out into their father's wide yard, pulled their tight bows and fired.
The elder brother shot the arrow. An arrow fell on the boyar's courtyard, and the boyar's daughter picked it up.
The middle brother shot an arrow - the arrow flew into the rich merchant's yard. The merchant's daughter raised her.
Ivan Tsarevich shot an arrow - his arrow flew straight into a swampy swamp, and was picked up by a frog frog...
When the older brothers went to look for their arrows, they immediately found them: one in the boyar’s mansion, the other in the merchant’s yard. But Ivan Tsarevich could not find his arrow for a long time. For two days he walked through forests and mountains, and on the third day he entered a muddy swamp. He looks - a frog-frog is sitting there, holding his arrow.
Ivan Tsarevich wanted to run away and give up his find, but the frog said:
- Kva-kva, Ivan Tsarevich! Come to me, take your arrow, and marry me.
Ivan Tsarevich was saddened and answered:
- How can I marry you? People will laugh at me!
- Take it, Ivan Tsarevich, you won’t regret it!
Tsarevich Ivan thought and thought, took the frog, wrapped it in a handkerchief and brought it to his kingdom-state.
The older brothers came to their father and told them where whose arrow hit.
Ivan Tsarevich also told. The brothers began to laugh at him, and the father said:
- Take the wah, there’s nothing you can do!
So three weddings were played, the princes got married: the eldest prince - on a hawthorn tree, the middle one - on a merchant’s daughter, and Ivan Tsarevich - on a frog-croak.
The next day after the wedding, the king called his sons and said:
- Well, my dear sons, now all three of you are married. I would like to know if your wives know how to bake bread. Let them bake me a loaf of bread by morning.
The princes bowed to their father and left. Ivan Tsarevich returned to his chambers sadly, hanging his head below his shoulders.
“Kwa-kwa, Ivan Tsarevich,” says the frog-croak, “why are you so sad?” Or did you hear an unkind word from your father?
- How can I not be sad! - Ivan Tsarevich answers. - My father ordered that you bake a loaf of bread yourself by morning...
- Don’t worry, Ivan Tsarevich! Better go to bed and get some rest: the morning is wiser than the evening!
The frog put the prince to bed, and she threw off her frog skin and turned into the red maiden Vasilisa the Wise - such a beauty that you can’t even describe it in a fairy tale!
She took fine sieves, small sieves, sifted wheat flour, kneaded white dough, baked a loaf - loose and soft, decorated the loaf with various intricate patterns: on the sides - cities with palaces, gardens and towers, on top - flying birds, below - roving animals...
In the morning the frog wakes up Ivan Tsarevich:
“It’s time, Ivan Tsarevich, get up and bring the loaf!”
She put the loaf on a golden plate and took Ivan Tsarevich to his father.
The older brothers also came and brought their loaves, but they had nothing to look at: the boyar’s daughter’s bread was burnt, the merchant’s daughter’s was soggy and lopsided.
The king first accepted the loaf from the eldest prince, looked at it and ordered it to be taken to the yard dogs.
He accepted it from the middle one, looked and said:
“You’ll only eat such a loaf out of great need!”
It was Ivan Tsarevich’s turn. The king accepted the loaf from him and said:
- This bread is only eaten on major holidays!
And then he gave his sons a new order:
“I would like to know how your wives can do needlework.” Take silk, gold and silver, and let them weave my carpet with their own hands overnight!
The senior princes returned to their wives and gave them the royal order. Wives began to call mothers, nannies and red girls to help them weave carpets. Immediately the mothers, nannies and pretty girls gathered and began to weave carpets and embroider - some with silver, some with gold, some with silk.
And Ivan Tsarevich returned home sadly, hanging his head below his shoulders.
“Kwa-kwa, Ivan Tsarevich,” says the frog-kvakushka, “why are you so sad?” Or did you hear an unkind word from your father?
- How can I not freak out! - Ivan Tsarevich answers. “Father ordered a patterned carpet to be woven for him in one night!”
- Don’t worry, Ivan Tsarevich! Better go to bed and get some rest: the morning is wiser than the evening!
The frog put him to bed, and she threw off her frog skin, turned into the red maiden Vasilisa the Wise and began to weave a carpet. Where the needle pricks once, the flower blooms, where it pricks another time, cunning patterns appear, where it pricks a third time, birds fly...
The sun has not yet risen, but the carpet is already ready.
So all three brothers came to the king, each bringing his own carpet. The king first took the carpet from the eldest prince, looked and said:
- This carpet is only to cover the horses from the rain!
He took it from the middle one, looked and said:
- Just lay it at the gate!
He accepted it from Ivan Tsarevich, looked and said:
- But spread out this carpet in my room on major holidays!
And immediately the king gave a new order for all three princes to come to him for a feast with their wives: the king wants to see which of them dances better.
The princes went to their wives.
Tsarevich Ivan walks, he is sad, he himself thinks: “How can I take my frog to the royal feast?..”
He came home sad. The frog asks him:
- Why, again, Ivan Tsarevich, is he sad, hanging his violent head below his shoulders? What are you sad about?
- How can I not be sad! - says Ivan Tsarevich. - Father ordered me to bring you to him for a feast tomorrow...
- Don’t worry, Ivan Tsarevich! Go to bed and sleep: the morning is wiser than the evening!
The next day, when it was time to go to the feast, the frog said to the prince:
“Well, Ivan Tsarevich, go alone to the royal feast, and I will follow you.” When you hear knocking and thunder, don’t be scared, say: “It’s apparently my little frog riding in a box!”
Ivan Tsarevich went to the Tsar for a feast alone.
And the older brothers came to the palace with their wives, dressed up and dressed up. They stand and laugh at Ivan Tsarevich:
- Why, brother, did you come without your wife? If only he had brought her in a handkerchief and let us all hear her croak!
Suddenly there was a knock and thunder - the whole palace shook and swayed. All the guests were alarmed and jumped up from their seats. And Ivan Tsarevich says:
- Don’t be afraid, dear guests! Apparently this is my little frog riding in his little box!
Everyone ran to the windows and saw: fast walkers were running, messengers were galloping, and behind them was riding a gilded carriage drawn by three bay horses.
The carriage drove up to the porch, and Vasilisa the Wise got out of it, shining like the clear sun.
Everyone marvels at her, admires her, and cannot utter a word out of surprise.
Vasilisa the Wise took Ivan Tsarevich by the hands and led him to oak tables and patterned tablecloths...
The guests began to eat, drink, and have fun.
Vasilisa the Wise drinks from the goblet - she doesn’t finish it, she pours the rest down her left sleeve. He eats a roasted swan and throws the bones behind his right sleeve.
The wives of the older princes saw this and did the same: what they didn’t finish drinking they poured into the sleeve, what they didn’t finish they put in another. And why, why, they themselves don’t know.
As the guests stood up from the table, the music started playing and dancing began. Vasilisa the Wise went to dance with Ivan Tsarevich. She waved her left sleeve and it became a lake; she waved her right sleeve and white swans swam across the lake. The king and all the guests were amazed. And when she stopped dancing, everything disappeared: the lake and the swans.
The wives of the senior princes went to dance.
As they waved their left sleeves, all the guests were splashed; when they swung their right hands, they showered him with bones and stubs, almost knocking out the eyes of the king himself with a bone. The king got angry and ordered them to be thrown out of the upper room.
When the feast was over, Ivan Tsarevich took a moment and ran home. He found frog skin and burned it on the fire.
Vasilisa the Wise came home and missed it - no frog skin! She rushed to look for her. She searched and searched but did not find it and said to Tsarevich Ivan:
- Oh, Ivan Tsarevich, what have you done! If you had waited three more days, I would have been yours forever. And now farewell, look for me beyond distant lands, beyond distant seas, in the thirtieth kingdom, in the sunflower state, near Koshchei the Immortal. How you wear out three pairs of iron boots, how you gnaw three iron loaves - only then will you find me...
She said, turned into a white swan and flew out the window.
Ivan Tsarevich began to sunbathe. He got dressed, took a bow and arrows, put on iron boots, put three iron loaves in his backpack and went to look for his wife, Vasilisa the Wise.
Whether he walked for a long time, short, close, or far - soon the tale is told, but the deed is not soon done - he wore out two pairs of iron boots, gnawed two iron loaves, and set to work on the third. And then he met an old man.
- Hello, grandfather! - says Ivan Tsarevich.
- Hello, good fellow! What are you looking for, where are you going?
Ivan Tsarevich told the old man his grief.
“Eh, Ivan Tsarevich,” says the old man, “why did you burn the frog’s skin?” You didn’t put it on, it wasn’t yours to take it off!
Vasilisa the Wise, more cunning and wiser than her father, Koshchei the Immortal, was born, for which he was angry with her and ordered her to be a frog for three years. Well, there’s nothing to do, you can’t fix the trouble with words. Here's a ball for you: wherever it rolls, there you go too.
Ivan Tsarevich thanked the old man and went to get the ball.
The ball rolls along the high mountains, rolls through dark forests, rolls through green meadows, rolls through swampy swamps, rolls through remote places, and Ivan Tsarevich keeps following and following him - he will not stop to rest for an hour.
He walked and walked, wore out the third pair of iron boots, gnawed the third iron bread and came to a dense forest. A bear comes across him.
“Let me kill the bear!” - thinks Ivan Tsarevich. “After all, I don’t have any food anymore.”
He took aim, and the bear suddenly said to him in a human voice:
- Don't kill me, Ivan Tsarevich! Someday I'll be useful to you.
Ivan Tsarevich did not touch the bear, regretted it, and moved on.
He walks through an open field, and lo and behold, a large drake flies above him.
Ivan Tsarevich pulled his bow and wanted to shoot a sharp arrow at the drake, but the drake said to him in human terms:
- Don't kill me, Ivan Tsarevich! There will be time - I will be useful to you.
Ivan Tsarevich took pity on the drake, did not touch him, and went on hungry.
Suddenly a sideways hare runs towards him.
“I’ll kill this hare! - the prince thinks. - I really want to eat...
He pulled his tight bow, began to aim, and the hare said to him in a human voice:
- Don’t destroy me, Ivan Tsarevich! There will be time - I will be useful to you.
And the prince took pity on him and moved on.
He went out to the blue sea and saw: on the shore, on the yellow sand, a pike fish was lying. Ivan Tsarevich says:
- Well, now I’ll eat this pike! There is no more urine - I’m so hungry!
“Ah, Ivan Tsarevich,” said the pike, “take pity on me, don’t eat me, throw me into the blue sea!”
Ivan Tsarevich took pity on the pike, threw it into the sea, and he went along the shore to fetch his little ball.
Whether long or short, the ball rolled into the forest, towards the hut. That little hut stands on chicken legs and turns around.
Ivan Tsarevich says:
- Hut, hut, turn your back to the forest, turn your front to me!
At his word, the hut turned its back to the forest, and its front to him. Ivan Tsarevich entered the hut and saw Baba Yaga lying on the stove - a bone leg. She saw the prince and said:
- Why did you come to me, good fellow? Willingly or unwillingly?
- Oh, Baba Yaga is a bone leg, you should have fed me first, given me something to drink and steamed me in a bathhouse, then you would have asked me questions!
- And that’s true! - Baba Yaga answers.
She fed Tsarevich Ivan, gave him something to drink, steamed him in a bathhouse, and the Tsarevich told her that he was looking for his wife, Vasilisa the Wise.
- I know I know! - says Baba Yaga. “She is now with the villain Koshchei the Immortal.” It will be difficult to get her, it will not be easy to deal with Koshchei: you can’t kill him with an arrow or a bullet. That's why he's not afraid of anyone.
- Is there where his death is?
- His death is at the end of a needle, that needle is in an egg, that egg is in a duck, that duck is in a hare, that hare is in a forged casket, and that casket is on the top of an old oak tree. And that oak grows in a dense forest.
Baba Yaga told Ivan Tsarevich how to get to that oak tree. The prince thanked her and left.
For a long time he made his way through dense forests, in the swamps of swamp elms, and finally came to the Koshcheev oak. That oak tree stands, its top touching the clouds, its roots spread a hundred miles into the ground, its branches covering the red sun. And at its very top is a forged casket.
Ivan Tsarevich looks at the oak tree and does not know what to do, how to get the casket.
“Eh,” he thinks, “is there a bear somewhere? He would help me!
I just thought, and the bear was right there: he came running and uprooted the oak tree. The casket fell from the top and broke into small pieces.
The hare jumped out of the casket and ran away.
“Where is my hare? - the prince thinks. “He would certainly have caught up with this hare...”
Before I had time to think, the hare was right there: he caught up with another hare, grabbed it and tore it in half. A duck flew out of that hare and rose high, high into the sky.
“Where is my drake?” - the prince thinks.
And the drake flies after the duck - it pecks right on the head. The duck dropped an egg, and that egg fell into the blue sea...
Ivan Tsarevich was sunbathing, stood on the shore and said:
- Where is my pike? She would get me an egg from the bottom of the sea!
Suddenly a pike fish swims up to the shore and holds an egg in its teeth.
- Take it, Ivan Tsarevich!
The prince was delighted, broke the egg, took out a needle and broke off its tip. And as soon as he broke it off, Koschey the Immortal died and crumbled into dust.
Ivan Tsarevich went to the Koshcheev Chambers. Vasilisa the Wise came out to him and said:
- Well, Ivan Tsarevich, you managed to find me, now I will be yours all my life!
Ivan Tsarevich chose the best horse from the Koshcheev stable, mounted it with Vasilisa the Wise and returned to his kingdom-state.
And they began to live together, in love and harmony.
(Illustrated by K. Ershova and I. Ershov)
