Class hour on the topic: Class hour "Mother's Day". Class hour (grade 6) on the topic: class hour "Mother's Day

Target:

• introduce children to the public holiday Mother's Day
• to cultivate respect for the mother, reverence, respect and love for her

The teacher reads a poem to the music

I sing of what is eternally new,
And although I don’t sing a hymn at all,
But in the soul the word born
Finds his music..
But when I say, as for the first time,
This Word is a Miracle, the Word is Light.
Get up people!
Fallen, alive!
Arise, children of our stormy years!
Everyone stand up and listen standing up
Preserved in all its glory
The word is ancient, holy!
Straighten up, stand up everyone!
As forests rise with a new dawn,
Like blades of grass rushing up to the sun,
Because this word is life!
This word will never deceive,
There is a life being hidden in it.
It is the source of everything.
He has no end. Get up!
I pronounce it: Mom!

November outside. And suddenly we are talking about mom. Why are we talking about her today?

Among the many holidays celebrated in our country, Mother's Day occupies a special place. This is a holiday to which no one can remain indifferent.

Mother's Day was established in 1998 on the last Sunday of November. This is the day when the maternal work and selfless sacrifice of women for the benefit of their children is paid tribute.

This is the day when we welcome life and love at its best. The day when we drop modesty and say to the dearest person, mom: “Mommy, I love you very much!”

Presentation for the song "Mama" performed by the group "Fidgets"

It's worth being born (slide 1)
Late or early
At least for this world,
To say for the first time
The word "Mom"
Which is more sacred
Not in the world.

Close your eyes. I will now say the word MOM. What did you present?

Mommy, mommy! How much warmth is hidden in the word, which is called the closest, dearest, beloved, the only person.

Of course, we do not remember our first meeting with my mother. How delighted she was, and how happily her eyes shone when she saw her child, just born. Surely my mother wanted to look at us for a long, long time.

And now, when we have grown up a little, mothers continue to love us just as much, but their memory still stores memories of how our slobbering lips smacked them on the cheek and lisped out: “I love mom!” (slide 2)

You didn’t know how to speak yet, but your mother understood you without words. She knew what you wanted. Mom taught you to walk, talk, mom read you the first book. Mom was always there. Everything that you saw, everything that surrounded you, began with your mother.

What does mom mean to you in your life? (children's answers0

Mom's arms rocked us in the cradle. It was she who warmed us with her breath and lulled us with her song.

Knowing no fatigue
No rest every hour
Day and night mother
Everyone is worried about us. (slide 3)
She cradled us, fed us,
She sang to us by the bed.
She taught us first
Kind, happy words.

What lullabies did your mother sing to you? (children's answers)

Mom not only does not get enough sleep at night, she worries and takes care that the child is healthy, full, cheerful, happy. Mom teaches us to be wise, gives advice, takes care of us, protects us.

Mom is a window to the big world. It helps the child understand the beauty of the world: the forest and the sky, the moon and the sun, the clouds and the stars… these are beauty lessons for life…

Poets and writers, painters and sculptors, and musicians addressed the theme of the mother. At all times, the beauty of a woman was sung by artists. But it was the image of a woman-mother that was the ideal of female beauty. See what beautiful canvases were created by artists inspired by motherly love. (slide 4-12)

How many monuments have been erected all over the earth to mothers.

They glorify the feat of mothers, their love, dedication. (slide 13-20)

People have composed a lot of proverbs about mom, and I'm sure you know them too. (slide 22)

Proverbs

1. When the sun is warm, when the mother is good.
2. There is no better friend than a mother.
3. The bird is happy for spring, and the baby is happy for its mother.
4. Matushkin's anger is like spring snow, a lot of it falls, but it will soon melt.
5. Native land is mother, foreign land is stepmother.
6. Motherland is the mother of all mothers.

And why do people speak of their native land and Motherland as of a mother?

Will we be able to determine what common features our Earth, our beloved Motherland, and our mothers have in common? Love for the motherland is understood as love for the mother. And all the best that is in a person comes to him from his mother.

Mom and Motherland are very similar: (slide 23-25)
Mom is beautiful, Motherland too!
You look closely, mom's eyes
The colors are the same as the sky.
Mom's hair is like wheat
What is earing in the endless fields.
Mom's hands are warm and tender,
They remind me of a ray of sunshine.

If mom sings a song, then she
A cheerful and sonorous stream echoes.
So it should be: what is dear to us,
Reminds me of our mothers.

And what is your mother like? (The teacher distributes hearts cut out of paper to the children, the children draw a portrait of their mother on them)

Everyone knows how bad it is without a mother, especially if she has not been with us for a long time. Remember how you cried for a long time when your mother sent you to kindergarten, or when someone offended you, or you just felt sad, you remembered your mother.

As the sun warms the Earth with its warmth, so the love of a mother warms a person all his life.

Sun game. What affectionate words do you say to your mother, what do you call her?

(The teacher attaches the sun to the board, the children say the words that the teacher writes on the rays)

Oh, how beautiful is this word - mother! (Slide 25-26)
Everything on earth is from mother's hands.
She us disobedient and stubborn,
Good taught - the highest of sciences.

Yes, the word "mother" has long been among the people
Rise above the brightest stars.
Dear mother, dear Nenko,
We bring you flowers on holidays,
Both in the city and in a small village
You are dearest to us, only you.

You will soon grow up and may also fly far away from your parental nest. And then your letters will be a great consolation for your mother. Mothers have always waited and are waiting for messages from their children, they are worried if there are no letters for a long time, they rejoice if news often comes to the house. A letter came, a holiday in the house . A son or daughter with a letter was delayed - the mother's heart is worried. How is the son? How is he doing?

He studied in Lyubertsy, in Saratov. He dreamed of being a pilot. and she was afraid. He reassured her, wrote wonderful letters, like a poet:

"Mother! I love you. I love your hands, big and tender, I love the wrinkles around your eyes and the gray in your hair... Never worry about me...”

These are lines from a letter from the first Soviet cosmonaut, Yuri Alekseevich Gagarin, addressed to his mother, Anna Timofeevna Gagarina, the mother of a pilot who glorified her name and country. In each of his visits, Yuri Alekseevich Gagarin gave flowers to his mother. She was embarrassed, but very happy with her son's bouquets.

Let's make a bouquet for our mothers. I will give you riddles, and you can call riddles in unison.

The teacher attaches a vase cut out of paper to the board, the students guess riddles and insert the corresponding flower cut out of paper into the vase

I am a herbaceous plant
With purple flowers.
But rearrange the accent -
And I turn into candy. (iris)

Everyone is familiar with us:
Bright as a flame
We are namesakes
With small nails.
Admire the wild
Scarlet ... (carnations)

Oh, bells, blue color,
With a tongue, but no ringing. (bells)

Rye is earing in the field.
There, in the rye, you will find a flower.
Bright blue and fluffy
Just a shame it's not fragrant. (cornflower)

Sisters stand in the meadows -
Golden eye, white eyelashes (daisies)

Here are wonderful flowers -
Unprecedented beauty.
Bright, odorous -
Ah ah ah! prickly (rose)

He is a flower prince-poet
Wearing a yellow hat.
An encore sonnet about spring
Will read to us ... (daffodil)

You can find them in Holland
They are respected everywhere.
Like bright glasses
In the squares there bloom ... (tulips)

Long thin stem
Above - a scarlet light.
Not a plant, but a lighthouse -
It's bright red (poppy)

Maxim Gorky said: “Do not be indifferent, for indifference is deadly for the human soul. And the most terrible indifference is indifference to one's own mother.

We are in eternal, unrequited debt to the mother! Therefore, love tenderly, respect, take care of her, do not hurt her mother with your words and deeds. Please them with your successes, be worthy of everything that they do for you, their children.

Mothers will be happy - it means that the family will be strong, children will be healthy, the present and future of Russia will be prosperous.

The song “Mama” performed by the group “Smile” sounds

Mother's Day class

Target: development of moral and moral qualities of students through the perception of literary works; the development in children of a sense of empathy, a kind sympathetic attitude towards the mother, to cultivate respect for maternal work, love for the mother.

Equipment: musical fragments from children's films, songs about mothers, a video clip “Our mothers”, children's compositions about their mothers.

Class hour progress

Sounds like a song from the children's movie "Mom":

“Mom is the main word in children's fate

Mom - life gave me and you!

Leading:

... The day before his birth, the child asked God:

I don't know why I'm going into this world. What should I do?

God replied:

I will give you an angel who will always be by your side. He will explain everything to you.

But how will I understand him, because I do not know his language?

The angel will teach you his language. He will protect you from all troubles.

How and when should I return to you?

Your angel will tell you everything.

What is my angel's name?

It doesn't matter what his name is, he has many names. But for now you will call him - MOM.

Leading:

Mother's Day is a worthy good holiday!

Which is the sun in the family.

And it's so nice to each of our mothers,

When she is rightfully honored!

Teacher: Recently, Russia began to celebrate Mother's Day - as a holiday of motherhood, kindness and warmth! And today we want to talk about what mom means in the life of each of us.

When they asked the mother of the first cosmonaut - Yuri Alekseevich Gagarin, what is happiness?

She replied: "When a mother can be proud of her children."

Congratulating his mother on her birthday, the first cosmonaut of the planet said:

“Thank you, mother, for teaching us to work from childhood. She taught me to do every job perfectly. This is the most important thing in life.”

Teacher: When is a mother proud of her children?

(Student answers: when children are obedient, hardworking, study well, diligently, try not to upset their mother.)

And if we do our job well and honestly, then we will achieve our goal in life, and our mothers will be proud of us.

Leading: Today we will tell you about what a mother's love can be.

Dramatization of the Korean fairy tale "Mother's Love"

(Several students tell a story in their faces)

A long time ago, a poor peasant family lived in the village. The husband worked in the field, and the wife baked rice cakes for sale. They were both tasty and beautiful, always the same, even, lush. No one in the village baked better than her, all the neighbors bought bread only from her. And so they lived, making ends meet.

They had a son whom his parents loved more than life itself. The poor man's family lived together until disaster struck: his father fell seriously ill. Dying, he said to his wife:

Father: Let our son be a scientist, and then everyone will respect him.

When the son was seven years old, the mother said:

Mother: “It is time to fulfill the will of the father. You have ten years to study. During this time you will learn writing, learn the best poems, comprehend various sciences. After that, you will be able to pass the exam and become a scientist, as your father wanted.”

Mother: “Why did you come back early? Have you passed the exam?”

Son: “I have studied all the sciences that are supposed to be completed in ten years, and therefore I returned ahead of time.”

Mother: " Then take a brush, ink, paper and write the first ten characters!”

Mother: “You will draw hieroglyphs in the dark, and I will bake bread.”

And with these words she lit the lamp again. The son showed his mother his work. In the dark, the hieroglyphs came out ugly and uneven.

Mother: “Look at my bread rolls!”

And the mother put her hand on her son's shoulder and said:

Mother:" Go back to school and come home when you know perfectly everything you are supposed to know.”

(The boy is walking along the road, crying, frightened of wild animals and overcoming all obstacles)

The son walked and wept bitterly. It seemed to him that his mother was unfair and cruel to him, that she had stopped loving him.

In the morning, he untied the handkerchief in which the bread rolls lay, and again saw that the bread baked in the dark was beautiful - one to one, one to one!

Son: “Mother was able to do her job well in the dark, but I could not. So she does her job better than me!”.

She opened the door and saw her son again. The son held out his hands to his mother, but the mother said:

Mother: “Have you comprehended all the sciences that you have come home?”

Son: "Everything!"

Son: “You can turn on the light!”

Mother: “How I have been waiting for you, son! How I missed you! Let me see you, let me hold you to my chest!

“Maternal love taught me not to spare myself, to do everything well and honestly. And whoever does everything well and honestly, he can become whatever he wants!”

Teacher: You watched this little performance, and I hope that everyone realizes for themselves at what cost a person has achieved success.

I would like to say in the words of the poet Nikolai Zabolotsky:

“... Do not let your soul be lazy,

So that the water in the mortar does not crush

The soul must work day and night!!!”

And now our children will read poems about how important it is to be attentive to each other.

Children read poems dedicated to mothers.

Our mothers

At dawn you rush to school,

Blue evening - on the skating rinks.

For lessons, for fun games

The days seem short to you.

Hot summer over a mountain river

Or in a grove where there is silence and shade,

The horns sing in the morning,

Glorifying a new happy day!

We live easy and simple

Because with your work

Our mothers, our sisters

Protect our peaceful home.

Because they are with their fathers.

They are always in line

Because all forces are glad.

For the Fatherland to give his.

The world is ready to protect us,

Any mother with a bold heart.

We will give her the floor for this -

All the same in life to become!

Teacher: Every morning the sun rises, but the first thing that each of you sees is the face of your mother. And it is for us the most beautiful, the most dear. Children talk about the most beautiful mothers in the world.

1. In the house she is busy with good deeds,

Quietly walks around the apartment kindness

Good morning with us

Good afternoon and good hour.

Good evening, good night

It was good yesterday.

2. And where, you ask,

So much kindness in the house

What of this kindness

Flowers take root

Fish, hedgehogs, chicks?

I will answer you directly:

It's mom!!!

3. Beautiful mothers - there are a lot of you in the world,

In the eyes you look open and straight

No matter how far the road calls us,

We are all accompanied by beautiful mothers.

4. We rarely bring bouquets to mom.

But everyone upsets her so often

A good mother forgives all this

A beautiful mother forgives all this.

5. Under the weight of worries without bending stubbornly

She does her duty patiently

Every mother is beautiful in her own way.

With her mother's love - beautiful !!!

Teacher: The most precious person in the world for us is our mother. Let's give her grief and excitement as little as possible, please mom more, bring good news from school, tell her more often how you love her, take care of her, and if it happens that you are to blame, go to mom, look straight in the eyes and tell mom "I'm sorry!"

Video about mothers.

The final word of the teacher, congratulations on the holiday, the best wishes to all mothers!

The song "Solar circle" sounds. Everyone goes to the blackboard and writes with colored crayons the words: “May there always be sunshine!”...

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The class hour is designed for students in grades 5-7. Form of carrying out: literary and musical drawing room-tea drinking together with mothers or grandmothers of the class.

Goals and objectives of the classroom:

• to cultivate feelings of love and gratitude for the mother, a caring attitude towards relatives and friends;
• cultivate moral values;
• develop the communication skills of schoolchildren, the ability to communicate in a team;
• develop the creative abilities of children;
• to expand students' knowledge about the history of the holiday;
• show the social significance of the family, develop the cult of the mother;
• to form in children a respectful attitude towards their home, family, mother and a culture of relationships between parents and children;
• to promote unity between children and parents, the formation of positive emotions.

Conduct form: literary and musical living room with tea drinking. Moms, grandmothers of children are invited, and the teacher invited her mother. Invitation cards were pasted into the diaries for mothers.

Equipment: the class is decorated with posters with quotes from famous writers about mothers:

Technical equipment : multimedia complex, presentation slide material.

Musical arrangement : video clip "Mother's Day: a Parable about Mother", video clip of the song "My Mom" ​​performed by the group "Scarlet Sails", video clips "Mother's Heart" and "Prayer".

Preliminary work: the day before, they conducted a survey among children, wrote essays about their mother and watched the cartoon “While the fire burns in the yaranga” at the classroom hour

Event progress

1. Organizational moment

The clip "Mother's Day: a parable about mother" is played (stop after the parable).

Posters on the board and walls

• “A mother's heart is an abyss, in the depths of which there will always be forgiveness” (O. Balzac);
• “Everything beautiful in a person comes from the rays of the sun and from mother's milk (A.M. Gorky);
• “Love for the motherland begins with love for the mother. A person begins with his relationship to his mother. And all the best that is in a person is given to him from his mother” (Yu.A. Yakovlev);
• “We will forever glorify that woman whose name is Mother” (Mussa Jalil).

2. Stage of motivation

Teacher: Good afternoon, dear children and dear parents. I'm glad to see you at the celebration dedicated to ... you guessed it, our mothers.

Teacher. Today we are gathered here for the sake of the closest people in the world. Dear mothers and grandmothers, we congratulate you on the holiday! Mother's Day is an international holiday. It falls on different dates in different countries. In Russia, Mother's Day was established in 1998 by presidential decree and is celebrated on the last Sunday of November.

The song "Mother's Day" sounds, the continuation of the video "Mother's Day".

3. Main body

1st student.

Our dear mother,
These tender lines are for you.
The cutest and most beautiful
The best on this earth.

Let sorrows not enter your house,
Let sickness go away.
We would put the whole world in the palm of our hands
And they gave you one.

But even that wouldn't be enough.
To repay your kindness
All our life, our dear mother,
Indebted to you.

Thank you, dear, for growing up,
For not asking for anything in return.
What grief and joy dividing in half,
In everything you wish us the best.

Beautiful, caring, gently tender,
We need you every day and forever!

The musical number is the song "My Mom" ​​(performed by A. Gorina or the clip of the group "Scarlet Sails").

Teacher. Each of us knows the feeling of security and peace that arises only when our mother, our beloved mother, is nearby. A mother's love is hard to describe. Self-forgetfulness, i.e. the ability to forget about yourself for the sake of your child, and there is the first celebration of true love. That is why, with grief and joy, we always rush to our mommy. That is why we find understanding in her.

Presentation about mothers and children of the class to the song "Mom for a mammoth".

Teacher: We always understand well what a mother means to us. You can, of course, see in her someone who simply cooks food, washes, strokes, teaches the mind, makes you do something ... But this is not so.

Mother is also the person to whom you can entrust all your secrets, tell about doubts and troubles, for example, about how ashamed you are of some of your ridiculous and stupid act. Mom will understand everything and, of course, reassure ...

Here's what your children say: Lines from the children's essays about their mother and the results of the survey are read out.

Teacher. There is no person in the world dearer and closer than a mother. And no matter how old we are - 7 or 37, we will always need a mother, her care, affection and attention. Therefore, love tenderly, take care of your mothers, do not hurt them. After all, they, your mothers, also need constant care, attention and sympathy.

Student:

Anyone who lives in this world
To love who can, think and breathe,
On our sinful blue planet
There is no word closer and closer than mother.
We are our mothers, dear mothers
Hearts and lives will be given without words.
For us they are truly holy,
It doesn't matter that there are no halos at the heads.
We remember mom like God,
When something bad happens to us.
Bumpy, sometimes the road of fate,
However, mothers will always understand children.
Children will understand both in joy and in sorrow,
Save your own children from harm.
With only mother knee-deep sea,
Only mother's advice is needed in a difficult moment.
We walked different paths in life
No matter how many winters and how many years
But this truth has long been known:
There is no person closer than mother.

The song “My mother is the best in the world” sounds, we drink tea.

Teacher. But your mother also has a mother. You can talk about our grandmothers for a very long time. Our grandmothers are not only skillful and affectionate, they are very, very caring. Many people like to meet their grandchildren at school and walk them home. They even prepare lessons with their grandchildren. And, of course, they always rejoice at their academic success.

Student.

Two grandmothers on a bench
They sat on the hillside.
Grandmothers said:
We have only fives!
congratulated each other,
They shook hands with each other!
Although the dictation was written
Not grandmothers, but grandchildren!

Student:

Over the years, becoming more mature, stricter in feelings.
Suddenly, you begin to understand.
There is no person closer and dearer.
Than a woman whose name is Mother.
She is with you in joy and in sorrow
She is with you, even if you are far away.
And how much is hidden in her gaze -
Heartfelt, maternal warmth.
Hurry to her through the years and separation.
To comfort and hug her.
Kiss your hands reverently.
That woman whose name is Mother!

Teacher. Both mothers and grandmothers study with their children. So it's time to check how you prepare the lessons. From generation to generation, people in proverbs and sayings convey kind, affectionate words about the mother.

The task is for children, and parents can tell if the children have difficulties.

Continue the proverb.

• Mother's anger is like spring snow.
  If it falls out, it will soon melt.
• The bird is happy for spring, and the baby is happy for its mother.
• There is no sweeter friend than a mother.
• When the sun is light, when the mother is good.
• The mother's heart is outgoing.
• Maternal prayer will reach from the bottom of the sea.
• The mother feeds the children, as the land of the people.
• A happy daughter becomes a father, and a son becomes a mother.
• Blind puppy and he crawls to his mother!
• Maternal care does not burn in fire and does not sink in water.
• I am not afraid of anyone with my grandmother.
• The mother's heart is in the children, and the child's is in stone.
• Whoever honors his mother and father never perishes forever.
• You will find everything in the world, except for father and mother.

Teacher. Now let's play together. Make as many words as possible from the word " sociability».

(We write on the board the words of the children in one column, the words of the parents in another.)

Teacher.- And now we would like to get to know our dear mothers better and interview them.

1. What do you think "What is family happiness?"
2. Tell us about your family happiness.
3. Are you happy in life?
4. What is your happiness?
5. What brings you joy and happiness. What does your happiness look like?
6. What would you like to wish all mothers on this holiday.

Indeed, the happiness of a mother lies in the happiness of her children. But, unfortunately, not all children and we do not know what color the eyes of the mother, what voice. The portrait most often turns out to be very approximate: we look all our lives, but we don’t see ... the closest person.

Video clip "My pilgrimage" (performed by S. Lazoreva) and drink tea.

Dear mothers, your children have many questions for you. We keep playing. In the process of preparing for the holiday, I asked your children what they would like to ask you, but are embarrassed. And so, children ask questions, and parents answer. Both questions and answers are on cheat sheets, we take out a card and read it out.

• How often did you go on dates?
• Are you always as polite as today?
• Do you have unbridled desires?
• Do you love going to work?
• Do you want to become a millionaire?
• How often do you ride a "hare"?
• Do you ever think of having another child?
• Do you believe in your own uniqueness?
• Do you like to go to the theatre?
• Do you have a sense of humor?
• Would you fall in love at first sight?
• Do you have problems in your personal life?
• Do you know how to have fun alone?

• Especially in the morning. How to bake...
• No, I tried once, but it didn't work.
• Only in moments of weakness.
• This is my hobby.
• And how!
• Education does not allow talking about it.
• In the evening.
• I will only speak in the presence of my lawyer.
• Everyone has their weaknesses.

Video clip "Mom's Heart" performed by Jasmine.

4. Reflection

Teacher. Among the many holidays celebrated in our country, Mother's Day occupies a special place. This holiday leaves no one indifferent.

Pupils give mothers flowers to the song “Flowers for Mom” (before that, mothers had not seen flowers and did not know anything about them, the flowers were hidden in a neighboring office)

Teacher: I would like to say today words of gratitude to all mothers who give love, kindness, tenderness and affection to children. Thank you! And may each of you hear warm words from your relatives more often! Let a smile shine on your faces, and joyful sparks sparkle in your eyes! I would like to wish you all maternal happiness!

Class hour "The most beautiful of women is a woman with a child in her arms ..."

(Evening script for middle and high school students)
Decor: The scene is decorated with balloons, statements about the mother. For musical accompaniment, you will need audio recordings of V. Shainsky's Mammoth Song and A. Vivaldi's play Spring. In the program of the evening we propose to include a demonstration of a fragment of the film by Grigory Chukhrai "Ballad of a Soldier"
Characters:
Hosts: (1) and (2)
Readers: (1) - (10)
Student
Explanatory note: On November 28, our country celebrates Mother's Day. I consider this holiday great. “What could be more sacred than the name of the mother! All the most precious shrines are named and illuminated by the name of the mother, because the very concept of life is connected with this name.
V. Korotaev.
This material is dedicated to the importance of mothers in people's lives. There are poems about mothers and how they should be protected. Appropriate images have been selected. The "Tale of the Goose" and the old mountain legend of the writer Anatoly Markush are used. These works teach to love and protect mothers. I use letters to mothers during the Great Patriotic War in the material. There are good poems by Rasul Gamzatov, V. Gin, A. Kovalenkov. This script can be used for middle and high school. This event is of great educational value.
Target: continuation of the formation of students' ideas about love for the mother and the meaning of this love;
Tasks: talk about love for a mother, as for the closest person on earth;
instill in students a love for mothers;
to be loving sons and daughters;
learn to expressively read poems about the mother.
The participants of the holiday enter the hall under the audio recording of "Songs of the Mammoth" from the cartoon "Mother for the Mammoth".
Host (1): By decree of the President of the Russian Federation of January 30, 1998, it was established that on the last Sunday of November, Mother's Day will be celebrated in the country. Those who came up with this holiday - the Committee on Women, Family and Youth Affairs of the State Duma, the Presidential Commission on Women, Family Affairs, women's public organizations - hoped to draw the attention of the country's leadership to the problem of motherhood in this way, to encourage them to allocate additional funds to needy families.

Host (2): Zoya Voskresenskaya, a Russian writer, said this: “The most beautiful word on earth is Mother. This is the first word that a person pronounces, and it sounds the same in all languages. Mom has the kindest and most affectionate hands, they can do everything. Mom has the most faithful and sensitive heart - love never goes out in it, it will not remain indifferent to anything. And no matter how old you are, you always need a mother, her caress, her look. And the more your love for your mother, the more joyful and brighter life. Great words, aren't they?
Host (1): This holiday is needed in order to say the warmest words again and again. words about mom.
Reader (1):
From the heart
In simple words
Come on friends
Let's talk about mom.
We love her
Like a good friend
For what we have
Everything is in common with her.
For when
We're having a hard time
We can cry
At the native shoulder.
We love her
And for the fact that sometimes
Are getting stricter
In the wrinkles of the eyes
But it is worth confessing
come head
Wrinkles will disappear
The storm will pass.
(I. Saxonskaya. Talking about mom.)
Host (2):
There is nothing more beautiful than the joy of a mother leaning over a baby who has fallen asleep on her chest. There is no love stronger than maternal, tenderness more tender than maternal caress and care, there is no anxiety more disturbing than endless sleepless nights and unclosed eyes of mothers.

“If a spark ignites in the heart of a son a thousand times smaller than the torch of maternal love, then this spark will burn with an unquenchable flame all his life,” says a wise old saying.
(An audio recording of the song “Spring” by A. Vivaldi sounds. Against the background of music, the Host (1) reads "The Tale of the Goose")
Host (1):
“On a hot spring day, the Goose took her little yellow goslings for a walk. She showed the children the big world for the first time. This world was bright, green, joyful: a huge meadow spread out in front of the goslings... The goslings were happy...

They forgot about their mother and began to disperse across a huge green meadow. When life is happy, when there is peace and tranquility in the soul, the mother is often forgotten. In an alarming voice, the Goose began to call the children, but not all of them obeyed.
Suddenly dark clouds moved in, and the first large drops of rain fell on the ground.

The goslings thought: the world is not so cozy and kind. And as soon as they thought about it, each of them remembered their mother. And each of them needed a mother: they raised their little heads and ran to her.
Meanwhile, the first hailstones fell from the sky. The goslings barely managed to run to their mother. She raised her wings and covered her children...

The goslings heard, as if from somewhere far away, the roar of thunder, the howl of the wind and the sound of hailstones. It even became fun for them: something terrible is happening behind the mother's wings, and they are warm and comfortable.

Then everything went quiet. The goslings wanted to hurry to the green meadow, but the mother did not raise her wings. The little children of the Goose squealed demandingly: let us out, mother. Yes, they did not ask, but demanded, because if a child feels a strong, strong mother's hand, it does not ask, but demands. The mother quietly lifted her wings. The goslings ran out onto the grass. They saw that the mother's wings were wounded, many feathers were torn out. The goose was breathing heavily. She tried to spread her wings and couldn't. The goslings saw all this, but the world again became so joyful and kind, the sun shone so brightly and kindly, bees, beetles, bumblebees sang so beautifully that it never occurred to the goslings to ask: "Mom, what's wrong with you?". And only one, the smallest and weakest caterpillar, approached his mother and asked: “Why are your wings injured?” She answered quietly, as if ashamed of her pain, "It's all right, son." The yellow goslings scattered on the grass, and the mother was happy ... "

Reader (2): There is a bright shelter on earth,
Love and loyalty live there.
All that sometimes you only dream of
Lived there forever.
That is the heart of a mother! It
So gentle, right! destined
He will live with your joy,
Bear the yoke of your sorrows...
B. Fedorov "There is a bright shelter on earth ..."
Host (1): It is very important in life to learn to regret, to protect the mother's heart, because it is inexhaustible and endless in its love.

Teacher: I want to tell an old mountain legend heard by the writer Anatoly Markush in a distant Georgian village.
The mother had three sons. Two are children like children, and the third has grown into a scoundrel.
Writer - Anatoly Markovich Markusha

And why he became so, no one could explain. And although the third son was a very bad person, his mother loved and pitied him ...
And it so happened that after a long absence, the worthless son showed up home and began to behave outrageously and offend his mother. In his excesses, he went so far that the neighbors came running and began to reproach, shame him, tried to remind him how much good his mother had done for him and how many offenses she had forgiven.

But the worthless son did not heed the words of the people, did not calm down, but began to threaten that he would kill his mother if the neighbors did not become silent and did not clean up their homes. No one believed him, no one could believe: how is it possible to kill your own mother? And they didn't leave. Then he ran into the house and really killed his mother, and in order to tremble and humility all those around him, he ran out of the house into the street with a bleeding mother's heart in his hands ...
He was in such a hurry that he stumbled over the threshold and dropped his mother's heart from his hands. The heart fell into the roadside dust, and the people, numb with horror, heard how it, bleeding, said in a low voice: "Are you hurt, son? Are you hurt?
Reader (3):
Don't hurt mothers
Don't be offended by mothers...
Before parting at the door
Say goodbye to them gently.
And go around the corner
Don't rush, don't rush
And to her, standing at the gate,
Wave as long as you can.
Mothers sigh in silence
In the silence of the nights, in the silence of the disturbing,
For them, we are forever babies,
And it's impossible to argue with that.
So be a little kinder
Do not be annoyed by their guardianship,
Don't hurt mothers
Don't be offended by mothers.
They suffer separation
And we are on an endless road
Without maternal good hands -
Like babies without a lullaby.
Write letters to them soon
And don't be shy about high words
Don't hurt mothers
Don't be offended by mothers.
V. Gin. "Don't hurt mothers..."

Host (2): A citizen, a warrior, a courageous and unbending person, ready to lay down his head for his convictions, begins with a devoted, selfless and generous love for his mother. The purest, most effective and brightest love is love for mother and motherland.
Reader (4):
The son cannot look calmly
On the mother's mountain,
There will be no worthy citizen
To the Fatherland is cold in soul ...
N. Nekrasov. "Poet and Citizen..."
Host (1): Love for the Motherland is a natural human feeling. It does not depend on whether rivers, mountains, forests, fields and meadows are beautiful, whether the climate is mild, whether it is rich or poor. People tend to treat their homeland as their own mother. See how close these words are: “Motherland”, “to give birth”, “to be born”, “parents”, “spring”.

A man loves his mother because she is his mother. Whether she is beautiful, rich or poor does not matter.
Why does a person love his country?
Student: I love my Motherland because it is my Motherland. Here I was born. My great-grandfathers, grandfathers, parents were born here. All the people close and dear to me live here. Here I learned to speak, write, read, count. Here I will meet my love, create a family, and raise children.
This is a country whose history cannot leave me indifferent. Generations of my ancestors heroically defended the independence of the Motherland in battles with cruel enemies. I honor their memory, I want to be like them. I will do everything to help her become prosperous and strong. The language I speak is the language of my Motherland, the most beautiful, understandable, beloved.
I like that hundreds of different peoples live on the land of my Motherland, who are united by a sense of belonging to their native land.
Lead (2: From the feeling of love and respect for the mother to the feeling of readiness to give all one's strength to the service of the Fatherland - this is the path along which a person rises to the top of the patriotic vision of the world.
The patriotism of the Soviet people showed its power during the Great Patriotic War. The Motherland was in danger, and millions of patriots rose to its defense. And millions of mothers accompanied their sons to war.
(A fragment from the feature film by G. Chukhrai "The Ballad of a Soldier" is shown)

Host (2): Soldiers in the days of hard trials of the war did not forget their mothers.

Reader (5): Oksana Romodanovskaya's letter to her relatives.
"October 1, 1943".
Good afternoon, dear mother!
Finally got a letter from you. I'm glad that everything is in order at home, that you are healthy. Don't worry about me. According to the reports of the Sovinformburo, you know the situation: Oryol and hundreds of villages were liberated by our troops - here I am; now I can calmly say that I was at the front, that I saw everything.
That's all I wanted to write in this letter. Take care of yourself, my dear mother. Write me more often. I only think about how you live there.
Kiss you hard, Oksana.
Reader (8): Letter from the commander of the tank company of the guard, senior lieutenant A.P. Dolgov.
May 1, 1945.
Mother! You must be really tired! How many things have you done, dear! It's hard to imagine how you cope with the whole crowd there.
Mommy, I beg you, at least don't worry about me. I'm fine. The matter is simple, soldierly - we are at war. We are trying to finish off the Nazis as soon as possible. When the war is over and we all get together, I will tell you a lot about myself - a lot, how I lived here, how we fought.
You keep writing to me so that I can be more careful. I beg your pardon, mom, but this is impossible. I am the commander. And from whom will the soldiers take an example if their commander in battle begins to think not about how to win the battle, but how to save his own skin. You, mother, understand that I cannot do this, although, of course, I would very much like to go through the whole war and stay alive in order to return to my native city again, to meet with all of you.
Kiss. Sasha".
Reader (9):
The son grew up with his mother,
Like a poplar is slender and tall.
In mother beauty, and strength in father,
Like the sky the blue of his eyes.
And mother smiled with happiness,
And my mother wanted to dream ...

"It will fly like a falcon in the sky,
I will rock my grandchildren in my arms.
He will live ”... Yes, only thunder struck
They brought the summons to the father's house ...
And went into the fire of war and smoke
Her own son, beloved son ...

And my mother knelt down
He prays to God to give strength to his son,
Praying God to bring home
Pray to God to be alive.

Through the fire and the roar of cannonades
A young soldier went on the attack.
All in blood, all in gunpowder, in dust
They were going to break out of the encirclement.

The son fought fiercely in the fight
We only keep the prayer of the mother:

"God Almighty, save my son
From a fierce enemy, from a deep wound,
Save and save from untimely death,
Bless and save!"

Son, raising a platoon on the attack,
Suddenly I heard my mother calling...
The pain went through the chest,
No... Prayer didn't save...

Everything will change, but only the mother
Will be inconsolably waiting for his son.
Only where to look for a son trace,
So many years have passed, he is still gone.
At night, a candle burns in the room,
Mother is on her knees again
Pray to God for orphans and widows,
And for all the living ... Alien sons.

“O Lord, all-merciful, save our children,
Save and save... Save and save!”
(author Kargalskaya N.K. co-author Barbier S.A.)

Reader (9):
Don't remember me in tears
Leave your worries and worries
The path is not close, the familiar land is far,
But I will return to the familiar threshold.
Still my love is with you
The Motherland is with you, you are not the only Motherland.
You are visible to me when I go into battle,
Protecting your great happiness.
I will respond to your voice with my heart
And I will answer the care with a feat.
I'm far away, but I'll be back
And you, my dear, will come out to meet me.
A. Kovalenkov "Do not remember me in tears ..."

GAPOU SO "Engels Polytechnic"

computer science teacher

Engels 2016

Classroom: Mother's Day

Class hour in the form of a workshop of value orientations "Mom - there is no closer person"

Material Description: This class hour is dedicated to Mother's Day. At the preparatory stage, a conversation was held with students on the topic: "Mom - there is no closer person."

The class hour is aimed primarily at educating students' spirituality, and this is important.

The form of the event makes it possible to reveal oneself, gain communication experience, express oneself in creativity, and the content contributes to the search for answers to questions about relationships with parents, since conflicts between generations are most often observed in adolescence.

The theme of the Mother is not new, it is eternal, but every time the material is new.

Target activities was formulated by the students themselves and was achieved during the conversation.

This class hour organically fits into the system of educational work, since the main goal of my teaching and educational work is the education of spirituality, that is, “human in man” among students.

The main objectives of this event are:

To expand students' knowledge of the history of Mother's Day;

To form in children a respectful attitude towards their family, love for their mother and respect for her work and patience;

Contribute to the rallying of children and parents, the formation of positive emotions.

Class tasks:

Be able to express your love for your mother through art, word, music;

Create an environment of comfort for free communication and relaxation;

Show the creativity of the students in the class.

Preparatory work:

1. Conduct interviews (or video interviews) with students “Why is your mother the best?”

2. Make a “magic” chamomile: the words “the most charming”, “the most affectionate”, “the kindest”, “the most charming smile”, “the most beautiful eyes”, “the cutest”, etc. are written on the back of the petals.

3. Prepare flowers.

4. Invite parents to the party.

Equipment:

Computer, multimedia player, presentation "Mom is the main word" (a set of photographs with women and children).

Class hour progress

Teacher: Hello! We welcome you to our Mother's Day celebration!

Student 1 : There are words in the world that we call holy. And one of these holy, warm, affectionate words is the word "mother". The word that the child says most often is the word "mother". The word at which an adult gloomy person smiles is also the word "mother". Because this word carries the warmth of mother's hands, mother's word, mother's soul.

Student 2: Mom is the most beautiful word on earth! This is the first word that a person pronounces, and it sounds equally gentle in all languages ​​of the world: in Russia, mom, mom, in England, the USA - maze, mammy, in Germany - mutter, mutti, in Ukraine - mom, mother, in Spain, Italy - madre, mamita, in Belarus - matulya, in the Czech Republic - mommy. This means that all people revere and love mothers. Mom is the first word, the main word for everyone on earth!

(show presentation)

Teacher : Many countries celebrate Mother's Day. People congratulate their mothers, give gifts, arrange a holiday for them. In our country, by decree of the President of the Russian Federation, Mother's Day has been celebrated since 1998 on the last Sunday of November. Our dear mothers! Today, on Mother's Day, we want to please you with our performances, surprises. Accept congratulations from your children on this holiday!

Flute Playing (Lonely Shepherd)

Student 3: From a pure heart, in simple words,

Come on friends, let's talk about mom.

We love her like a good friend

For the fact that we have everything together with her,

For the fact that when we have a hard time,

We can cry at our native shoulder.

We love her and for the fact that sometimes,

Eyes become stricter in wrinkles,

But it’s worth coming with a confession with your head -

Wrinkles will disappear, a thunderstorm will rush off.

For always without concealment and directly,

We can trust her with our hearts.

And just because she is our mother

We love her deeply and dearly!

Student 4:

I love you mom, why, I don't know.

Probably because I breathe and dream.

And I rejoice in the sun, and a bright day -

That's why I love you, my dear.

For the sky, for the wind, for the air around,

I love you mom, you are my best friend.

Teacher: Dear mothers, today your children declare their love for you and say that you are the best mothers in the world! We ask for your attention!

(demonstration of a video interview with students of the class “Why is your mother the best?”)

Student: (boy): Dear mothers, we have prepared a gift for you - a magic chamomile. Tear off any petal, and you will find out about some feature of your appearance or character! The variety of this chamomile is called "the most-most".

(moms tear off flower petals)

Student 2 :

Mom is loved by everyone in the world, mom is the best friend!

Moms are loved not only by children, everyone around loves!

If something happens, if suddenly trouble -

Mom will come to the rescue, will always help out!

Mothers give a lot of strength, give health to all of us.

So, the truth is that there is no better mother in the world!

Teacher : For each of us, whether it is a small child or an already gray-haired adult, mother is the dearest, dearest person in the world. Mom thinks about us always and everywhere. Mom will always accept us for who we are. He will understand and forgive, because the heart of a mother is always with her child.

I suggest doing an experiment. I invite those who wish to participate in it to come to me.

(couples mother-child are invited)

During the experiment, we will make sure that any mother recognizes her child with her eyes closed! (mothers are blindfolded, they should recognize their child by touch)

(musical accompaniment: "Song of a mammoth")

Student 6: Did you know that our mothers cook more than 500 types of a wide variety of dishes during their lives; on average, mothers spend more than 3,000 sleepless hours at the bedside of sick children; and they also wash mountains of linen, if you add up all the washed linen, you get a mountain as high as Elbrus; if you add up all the towels they have ironed, you get a belt for the entire globe; and our mothers also sew on torn buttons, knit and sew ... How much mother's hands can do!

Student 7:

Mom, like the sun, has warm hands,

So gently they know how to caress,

Heal the pain, relieve the boredom

Ready to hug at any moment.

Playing, my hair will gently ruffle,

They bake pies on the weekend in the morning,

And fun legs tickle in bed,

When I don't want to wake up myself.

Iron all dresses, shirts and trousers

And then another job will be found ...

I stroke my mother's tired hands, -

Let them get some rest.

Teacher : Yes, mother's hands can do a lot - and wash, and comb, and hug and caress. Guys, do you know mother's hands? Let's have a contest! (a blindfolded child should recognize the hands of his mother by touch)

(couples mother-child are invited, musical accompaniment: “How I love you, mother”)

Teacher :

Mom, mommy ... How much warmth this magic word conceals, which names the person closest, dearest, the only one. Maternal love warms us to old age. Mom will save and help, mom will endure everything that others cannot bear. Take care of your moms!

Student 8:

Mommy is sweet, gentle, glorious.

Kind, smart and radiant,

In the palms of my hands I will give you happiness,

"Thank you" for everything I tell you.

Live, smile adversity-years,

We will share worries with you in half.

Forget about illnesses, forget about worries,

We will light your life path with love!

Mom's response :

Thank you, our loved ones! We are the happiest moms in the world! What is happiness? Such a simple question, perhaps, was asked by more than one philosopher. In fact, happiness is simple.

Happiness is soft

warm palms,

Behind the sofa candy wrappers

There are crumbs on the couch.

This is a whole heap

broken toys,

It's permanent

The roar of rattles.

Happiness is heels

Barefoot on the floor.

Thermometer under the arm

Tears and injections.

Bruises and wounds

Bruises on forehead

It's permanent

What? but why?

Happiness is a sled

Snowman and slide.

small candles

On a huge cake.

It's endless

"Read me a story"

It's daily

Khryusha with Stepashka.

It's a warm nose

From under the covers

Bunny on a pillow

Blue pajamas.

What is happiness?

Easier no to answer:

Everyone has it -

Who has children.

You are our happiness!

Teacher: (the song "Mother's Day" sounds)

Dear mothers, we once again congratulate you on the holiday! Let your beloved children say warm words to each of you more often! Let a smile shine on your faces and joyful sparks sparkle in your eyes when you are together. Guys, give flowers to moms!

(children give flowers to mothers).