Позакласний захід «Моє село. Моя батьківщина. Мій світ» було проведено з учнями 7-9 класів Подільської загальноосвітньої школи І-ІІ ступенів. Захід присвячено 350-річчю села Подолу, яке відзначалось у липні 2016 року.
Мета заходу: Ознайомити учнів з історичним минулим та сьогоденням рідного села, з його видатними людьми. Удосконалювати комунікативну компетенцію учнів, уміння та навички практичного володіння англійською мовою. Розвивати творчі здібності учнів, уміння працювати самостійно та у групах. Виховувати почуття патріотизму, любові до рідного краю, поваги до односельців.
Позакласний захід з англійської мови
для учнів 7-9 класів за темою:
«Моє село. Моя батьківщина. Мій світ»
(“My Village. My Motherland. My World.”)
Мета: Ознайомити учнів з історичним минулим та сьогоденням рідного села, з його видатними людьми. Удосконалювати комунікативну компетенцію учнів, уміння та навички практичного володіння англійською мовою. Розвивати творчі здібності учнів, уміння працювати самостійно та у групах.
Виховувати почуття патріотизму, любові до рідного краю, поваги до односельців.
Форма проведення: урок-екскурсія.
Обладнання: герб села, географічна карта села, виставка творчих робіт учнів, презентація Power Point на тему «Моє село».
I. Організаційний момент. Привітання, визначення теми та мети заходу. Вступне слово вчителя.
II. Основна частина заходу. Презентація проекту «Моє село».
ІІІ. Мій світ. Презентація творчих робіт учнів.
ІV Заключна частина заходу. Рефлексія. Підведення підсумків.
The development of the lesson:
Teacher: “Good morning, students. Glad to see you. Today we are going to have an unusual lesson. It’ll be a trip to our native place Podil. Some of you are tourists. And other students are guides. What are we going to talk about? (We are going to talk about history, nature, famous people of our village). As the great poet Byron said: ”He, who loves not his country, can love nothing”. It will be the motto of our meeting.
The main part. Presentation of a project “My village”.
The one i live in,
and the one that lives in me.
The whistle of the squirrels
The blowing wind,
The smell of grass,
This spicy earth.
Friends like those village men
and the cattle down near the river,
and those blossoming flowers
The sky so big,
so full of shifting clouds
and then those clouds
over the fields...
making the green,
The sun smile at my village,
The moon laugh with my village,
The stars live in my village...
The song of the wind,
sound of rain,
full of names...
with the whole day waiting
full of promise
filled with expectations and dreams...
the one i live in,
and the one that lives in me...
We know the English word motherland. For Ukrainian people it has two meanings. Firstly, it is the place you were born in. Then it means the whole country where you live. For me my motherland begins in my own village, in which I have grown up. To my mind my native village is the best place in the world. As the English people say, “East or West, home is best” or “There is no place like home”.
Yes? You are right. Every man has his own Motherland. Maybe this place is usual and uninteresting for other people, but for you it is the dearest place in the world. There is no place like home. and no need to roam the world in the search of the most beautiful place.
Words by D.Pavlychko
Music by O.Belash
When I was young and ready in the spring
To seriously start my own road,
My mother had embroided a shirt for me
With red and black, with black and red
On very soft and nice a piece of cotton.
Two colours are forever in my heart ,
Two colours are forever in my soul:
Red colour means the mother`s greatest love,
Black colour means unhappiness and sorrow.
My life`s been full of problems and bad luck,
But I came always back to a native town,
Thanks to my mother`s precious needlework,
I`ve had happy , sad, exciting,
My happy, sad, exciting, glorious triumph.
And when approaching my silver age
I haven`t brought the richness to my house,
I haven`t had nothing but my mother`s towel,
And all my own life , and all my own life,
Has been depicted brightly in both colours .
Villages keep in their memory the past of our people. Some of them are quiet ancient, others appeared not long ago. Each village is individual with its history, traditions and especially with people.
Podil was founded in 1666. The village is situated on the picturesque banks of the Lysohir river. The population is 874 of people. You can see a green countryside and beautiful landscapes.
And is the village large? Oh, no!
It’s just a hamlet in a ring.
All its daily drinking water
Comes from one, lone tiny spring.
Neither cold nor hot, its water
Mild and soft will ever please;
At times it rains, at times it snows,
And sometimes comes a gentle breeze.
There are several versions of the origin of the village. First version: village located along the river, hence the name. The second version, the village was located at the bottom of Sribne and the lower part of any town called Podil.
Since ancient times between the silver and the hem is as eternal watchman Danchykova Mountain - botanical nature monument.
(slides 10 and 11)
Every year the holiday of Midsummer is held near Danchykova mountain. Midsummer is the most poetic celebration of the Ukrainian people.
Podil is my motherland and everything here is dear to my heart: people, birds, flowers, trees, shops, forests, rivers, fields.
The main feature of my village is extraordinary diversity and beauty of its scenery, the forest expanse and green glades bringing to mind the immense space of my Motherland. The green lawn carpets are punctuated here and there by small groves, tree clusters gaily bunched together.
The river Lysohir is very beautiful in all seasons.
The Tiny River
I am that which flows freely,
I move forward making my way around obstacles in my path.
I create new life and sustain the existing,
nurturing my surroundings.
I rise and fall but push forward peacefully for the sake of all life.
I am small but connect in a way that's never ending.
I am everything to all.
(slides 15 and 16)
History of the village is large and tragic, with ups and downs, joys and pains, disappointments and hopes.
Since 1240 our area was ruled by the Mongol-Tatars for 80 years. Our village, like many other ancient towns and villages were destroyed and burned by horde of Batu Khan.
In 1321, Podil was under the rule of Lithuania and after the Polish-Lithuanian Union of 1388 under Polish rule
In the 15th century the village was a part of the estates division of the Lithuanian tycoon Alexander Vyshnevetsky
1900 in the village of Podil had 376 households with a population of 2,328 people. After the establishment of Soviet power in the countryside there was a cultural revolution. Since 1924 elementary school was opened at the parish school, which was founded in 1886. In 1931, the primary school has spread to seven years, which taught children of school age.
Happy life was interrupted by World War II. The village was occupied on September 14 1941 and was released on September 17 1943. People lived heavily. All collective farms were destroyed.
There is a mass grave in the center of Podil. The veterans come here on holidays. All sadly remember those terrible events.
Hard times have come to our country. But we are a strong nation, and Ukraine is an indivisible country. Each of us has to love our people, our culture and traditions, as did those who died for our independence on the Nezalezhnosti Square and on the battlefield.
Podil is a small dot on the map of Ukraine. But for many Ukrainians it is a native land, a homeland where they were born, live and work, where their grandparents and great-grandparents lived.
Yes, the greatest value of our village is people. They are open hearted, kind, talented, tolerant, hospitable. They are well-known all over the world. It is a small Motherland for Olga Sydorenko, a poetress, an author of the famous “Sribne tragedy”, Victor Kava, Ukrainian writer, Borys Zayets, a famous person in the country, the general director of the National Circus of Ukraine.
From year to year our village becomes larger and nicer. In Podil there is a secondary school with a nice gym, a kindergarten, a library, a house of culture and a small hospital. Buildings have gas and water supply.
July 23, 2016 our village celebrated its 350th anniversary. All the villagers and many guests gathered in the center of the village.
The writer Tatyana Sydorenko, who was born in our village, presented the book "Podil and podolyany".
Above the village were heard the songs and delicious porridge was boiling in a big pot.
Song about a towel
(Пісня про рушник)
Words by A .Malyshko
Music by P. Maiboroda
Dear mother, my love
You were not often sleeping,
And you helped me in life and my home alone,
And no distant my way you saw off me at dawn,
And you gave me your towel embroided by you.
And to distant my way you saw off me at dawn,
And you give me your towel for luck and the fortune to me .
Let`s on it be a dew road which is always in blossom,
And the nightingale`s groves and the green meadows too,
And your mother`s sincere and wonderful smile,
And your very sorrowful blue and gentle eyes.
I shall take this my towel and shall cover the fortune,
In a soft rustle of grass, in a twitter of groves,
And all known to me will become animated,
And my childhood , my parting and my loyal love.
And all known to me will become animated,
And my childhood and parting and your mother`s
Exeptional love .
We should remember our history and respect war veterans, veterans of labor who did everything so that young generation lived in better conditions, so that our village became more beautiful. The task of young people is to be active, to develop themselves, to become a very good citizens of our Motherland.
P1 and P2
Welcome to Our Village!
ІІІ. Мій світ. Презентація творчих робіт учнів.
T: Students, you have written your compositions about your motherland, your village, your world. Let’s listen to them.
I love my village
The land on which I live
Yes, I’m sure, my heart
Its truest love can give.
For it I love my village
I’ll try to be the man
My country may be proud of
If I try I can.
It is so beautiful and bright
It gives me home, a shelter and light
And we are proud of its history,
Full of struggles and victories
We got this country from God as a gift,
Not just to take, but mostly to give
Our mother land takes care of you and me,
And only here can we stay forever free.
We are proud to be her loyal kids,
It brings us up, teachers and leads
It is our life, it is our best part,
It is our soul, brain and heart.
The work of our meeting is over, and so is our lesson. I hope all of you have got very useful information about ancient village Podil. Maybe, you won’t be tourist managers or guides, but all of you should know the history of your homeland. You should love your native Motherland, your native village
Students, I’m very pleased with your work today. You worked hard. You are great. You all were at your best. I see you’ve got deep knowledge of the subject. I hope you enjoyed the projects of your classmates, haven’t you? I’d like you to write a letter to your pen-friend from England about your native village, your motherland, your world. Thank you. Good luck!