Hello, dear townspeople and rural residents! It so happens that those living in the city are often drawn to the countryside for nature, and villagers constantly dream of the benefits of civilization and large, noisy metropolises. This interesting topic will be presented to us by sketches about the village. We will also find out how people live in Russian villages today, what they dream about, and what problems worry them in connection with global changes in the world economy.
Ek, I bent it, huh? In fact, everything is simpler! The scenes are light, sincere, a little fabulous. As usual, the lyrics contain a lot of jokes and modern humor, as well as a fun and catchy musical accompaniment. I won’t delay too much with the introductory part. I’ll get straight to the point, read funny sketches about the village, put on funny performances with or without reason! Happiness to you, dear readers, and a huge ocean of smiles!
Grapes for wine
It is known that in the village any kind of activity related to the production of natural products is welcomed. In this competition, guests will “press” grapes into wine. Guests are divided into pairs (one will put the grapes, and the second will press). The same number of inflated balloons are placed near each pair, for example, 10 pieces. At the “start” command, in each pair one participant places one ball on the chair, and the second participant must pop them using his butt. The first balloon burst, a second one was added, and so on. The couple that crushes all the grapes the fastest will be the winner.
The beginning of the descent
Characters:
- Presenter 1
- Presenter 2
Before the start of the holiday there is trade. Buffoons and clowns amuse children and adults.
- At 11:30 Gathering of amateur art participants
- At 11:35 the school team arrives
- At 11:40 we meet the centenarians of the village, kindergartens “Bell”, “Solnyshko”,
- At 11:45 the postal service team from the nursing home arrives
Folk music is playing. The music stops.
- 12.00 – Boys with bells scatter in different directions of the village, inviting everyone to the beginning of the performance.
The bells are ringing.
(Voice behind the scene):
How can I not love this land? My friend! What could be more miles than the priceless native land? There the sun seems brighter, There the golden spring is more joyful, the summer breeze is cooler, The flowers are more fragrant, There the hills are greener, There the stream sounds sweeter, There the nightingale sings more sonorously...
While the words are being heard, the choreographic group rises to the stage.
Number: Choreographic group, “Russian dance”.
At the end of the number, the girls come out and unwrap the “Happy Holidays!” towel.
The participants of the number leave.
The phonogram of the music “Wide is my native country” sounds
The hosts of the celebration come up to the stage.
Presenter 1: Good afternoon, dears.....! Good afternoon, dear guests of our village!
We welcome you to our land! In a cozy, nice and friendly village! The fields and hillocks here are covered in glory. There is no more beautiful side in the world than ours.
Presenter 2: Our holiday is DEDICATED to your native land, beloved village, fellow countrymen, guests, friends, neighbors!
The presenters leave.
Number: Vocal group “….”, song “Blossom, my land.”
The presenters come out
Presenter 1: The gentle wind whispers tender words, the fragrant flowers make my head spin around.
And the sun is shining somehow more cheerfully, Because today is a holiday in the village.
Presenter 2: The branches on the birch trees began to dance, The birds entertained us with their sonorous singing.
The clouds in the heights do not float, but dance, Because today is a holiday in the village.
Presenter 1: The villagers have cheerful, joyful faces, gathered for the holiday to sing and have fun.
The holiday has come to us as a long-awaited guest, which means it will be fun, it will be good!
The presenters leave
Number: Vocal group “...” - song “Indian Summer”
The presenters come out
Presenter 2: Nature gave us a sunny day today, and your faces also shine like the sun. Today we have a holiday: ... the anniversary of our beautiful ..... And although this day is not marked on the calendar, we will mark it in red in the chronicle of our history.
Presenter 1: Among the forests and fields, in a place where a quiet river flows, the first settlers once built several huts. Much water has passed under the bridge since then.
Presenter 2: Year after year the settlement was built and expanded; working people came here from all over Russia. And no longer a small settlement appeared, but a large and beautiful village, inhabited by nice and hardworking people.
Presenter 1: Dear fellow villagers, for greetings and congratulations we invite the head of the settlement to the stage......
The presenters leave
Chapter speech
Number: song “There is a viburnum on the mountain.”
The presenters come out.
Presenter 1: And now we ask everyone to go to our House of Culture to continue the holiday.
Russian folk music sounds. The presenters leave.
Rural relay race
Guests of the holiday are divided into several teams of approximately 5 people. The participants of each team stand in separate rows at a distance of approximately one step from each other. Near the first participants there are piles of pumpkins (5 pieces each). At the “start” command, the first participants take one pumpkin each and push (roll) it to the second participants, and those to the third, and so on until the last. As soon as the last participant has the pumpkin, he shouts “eat” and the first participant starts rolling the second pumpkin. The team that completes the relay race faster than the rest will be the winner.
Sketch about the village for children “Golden Chicken”
The host greets the guests: Hello, dear children and dear adults! Do you remember the Russian folk tale “Ryaba Hen”?
Children : We remember, we remember...
Presenter : Well done! It is simple and very short. Once upon a time there lived a grandfather and a woman, they had a chicken, Ryaba. And then one day she laid a golden egg. But a mouse ran, waved its tail and the egg broke. Did the adults remember this old Russian fairy tale?
Adults : Yes, yes! We remembered!
Presenter : Well done! So, it turns out that this story happened in a village near Moscow, and it ended completely differently. Look!
It sounds like a beautiful melody. The lights come on on the stage, a woman, a grandfather and a chicken Ryaba are sitting at the table, and there is a large golden egg in a basket. Grandparents are happy, they pat the chicken on the head, and pour some tea with jam for her.
The presenter whispers from behind the scenes: And at this time, robbers are watching the happy family... Predatory paws drag the presenter behind the stage. The Wolf and the Fox come out to spy music, looking around.
The wolf looks out the window: Oh, how good! They sit, drink tea with raspberry jam, and rejoice (they are touched). Fox: Eh, Wolf, you’ve grown old and become sentimental. Don't look at the people, but at what's in the basket!
Wolf : There is a big egg there, and the chicken will hatch large and healthy.
Fox : Your head is stupid (gives the Wolf a slap on the head), the egg is golden, do you realize?
Wolf: No, what should we do with it?
Fox : Stupid, sell on the black market and live like kings! We’ll build a villa in the forest, buy a car, and travel abroad.
Wolf : Why? We already live well, in our native forest, in our native village (he dreamily picks a flower, sniffs it)
Fox : You don’t understand anything, old stump (slaps his friend on the head again).
The wolf is offended, the red-haired cheat takes a closer look at the prey.
Fox : Look, grandpa and grandma are already yawning, they’ll go to bed now. As soon as they fall asleep, climb out the window, grab the chicken and run into the forest. And I'm behind you...
Wolf : Why?
Lisa : And then! The hazel grouse will lay many, many golden eggs for us, all my dreams will come true!
Wolf with fear: Maybe it’s not necessary...
The fox shakes his fist, shows the chicken how to grab it and how to run. The wolf nods resignedly.
The lights on the stage go out, alarming music sounds, and the Wolf sneaks away. Suddenly you can hear the clinking of dishes, cackling, the grandmother shouting “Stop the thief!”, and shots from a gun.
The audience is tense. And at this time the lights come on on the stage, our heroes are already in the forest.
Fox , out of breath: Well, what?
The wolf, trembling with fear, shows her the golden egg.
Lisa: I knew you would fail the task. What to do with the egg now? Sell? They won’t give you much, just enough for boots. Think think…
The cheat hits herself on the forehead and nervously runs around the stage.
The wolf is scared: Are you trying to break an egg? And don't you feel sorry for the chicken?
Fox : Shut up, fool! Why do we need what's in the egg? We need gold, and not a bunch of shells, but several ingots. And your chicken...
At this time, the red-haired thief has a brilliant idea.
Fox : Chicken, chicken! Will she grow up to be a chicken? Yes! (hugs the Wolf) Brilliant, now you are this egg’s own mother, you will hatch it.
Children laugh.
Wolf confused: What? I don't know how to sit through.
Fox : Learn from the birds! And I went hunting, I’ll come back so that the chicken is already nibbling the grass. Or what do they eat? In short, take care of our golden chicken!
The Fox leaves, the Wolf looks around and sighs. Then he carefully hugs the egg and sings a lullaby. The children are singing.
For a few seconds the lights on the stage go out, and when they come back on, the Wolf is dozing, and a charming chick has already hatched from the egg.
Chicken : Oh, how beautiful this world is! (music plays, little yellow fool dances).
The wolf wakes up, the chick runs up to him: Hello, mom! (Children laugh)
Wolf : I'm not a mother!
Chick : Hello, dad! (Adults smile)
Wolf embarrassed: I'm not dad, I'm the Wolf!
Chicken : Well, daddy, why are you scaring me? (Approaches the wolf, hugs and kisses on the cheek)
The gray dad is touched, hugs the chicken, rocks it and sings a song.
And at this time, Fox appears on the stage, she is happy about the addition.
Fox in a sweet voice: What a blessing, a daughter was born. Come to me my baby, I am your mother!
The wolf protects the child: Don't come near! I won’t hurt the baby!
Fox in a whisper: Are you crazy, old man! This is my prey!
The wolf gets angry and growls, scary music sounds: Just try, touch the child! Red fluff will fly through the back streets!
The fox does not back down: Come on, give me back my golden chicken! I won’t regret even fur for my dream!
The wolf takes a fighter’s pose: Don’t come closer, I won’t regret my life for my daughter!
A catchy melody sounds and a fight begins between the predators. Children laugh.
Suddenly the chicken screams with all his might: Stop, stop!
The fighters stop and look in surprise at the brave chick.
Chicken : Don't argue or fight! After all, I’m not a Chicken, but a Cockerel!
The Fox sighs in disappointment, the Wolf hugs the Chicken. Ryaba, grandfather and woman appear on the stage. Everyone hugs joyfully and only Lisa cries bitterly.
A cheerful melody sounds and the children applaud.
Fast crossing
Guests are divided into several teams of the same number of participants. The strongest and most dexterous person is chosen from each team. The members of each team line up (one after the other). Markers are located at the same distance from each team. At the command “start”, the teams’ strongmen “load” the first participants into a wheelbarrow (vegetable garden) and transport them to their mark, then unload them and return for the second participants. The team that completes the crossing faster than the others will be the winner.
A comic sketch about a village and a collective farm
Presenter on stage : Hello, dear inhabitants of planet Earth! Popular rumor is buzzing, young people from villages are rushing to the city, and older people, on the contrary, are moving to the village closer to the river and forest. What's happening? And there is migration of people in nature! Students go to city universities, and professors from capitals go straight to collective farms. You just can't drink education away. Lying in the hayloft, listening to the trill of a nightingale, you just want to think about the lofty, the eternal...
Country music sounds. A woman with a log on her shoulder comes onto the stage, and a man of about 50 lies on a bench and looks dreamily at the clouds.
Lady with a log: Are you slacking off again? Why did we come to the village and join the collective farm? To count flies?!
Man drawlingly: I think...
The lady puts down a log: About what? Maybe it’s about stocking up on firewood, watering the cow, giving food to the geese?
The man waves it off: Vanity of vanities! I think what would happen if there was no sky?
The woman blinks her eyes in bewilderment: What?
The man looks at the lady as if she were unreasonable: What, what! I ask what would happen if there were no sky, and what would happen?
The woman was completely confused: Nothing would have happened!
Man : Nothing would happen if there was no sky? Horror!
Woman : This is crazy! Don't fool me, get up and go to work!
Man : No, I have to think up the idea, maybe I’ll sit down for my dissertation again.
Woman : Eh, professorial soul! And I thought that in the village you would become a man.
Man : Speak in country language, I’m a man, and you’re a woman. ABOUT! The question is, would there be women if there were no sky?! The woman gets angry and grabs a pitchfork, alarming music sounds.
At this time, the chairman of the collective farm : Well, what, are you all babbling, babbling balabols?
Woman with sarcasm: Hello, we weren't expecting you! Come on in, help with the housework!
Chairman : That's what I came for! Inspire and guide! (sits next to the owner)
Man : Let's sit side by side and talk well! What's the news on the collective farm?
Chairman : Haven’t you heard about Tolik?
Man : What Tolik? Tolika-alcoholic or Tolika-melancholic?
Chairman : About Tolik the Catholic!
Man : Who has colic?
Chairman : Yes, I just came from Tolik, his colic has gotten worse.
Man in horror: Nightmare! Tolik the Catholic was tormented by colic!
Chairman : Only a small part, Tolik, a Catholic, has had colic since childhood, he’s used to it.
The interlocutors sigh, a lady with a log passes by: Here, quitters! They're sitting and gossiping again!
Man : Don't interfere, we're just getting to the point!
Chairman : What's the point?
Man : I have an insoluble question, what would happen if there were no sky?
Chairman : Oh! This is a global issue, we need to think about it!
At this time, a woman with a rag runs out onto the stage: Well, I’m telling you, home-grown philosophers!
The man stands up and sticks his chest forward: Any woman with a rag can offend a professor, but only philosophers can understand the origins of existence and create a new world!
It sounds like a cheerful melody. A woman chases men around the stage, the audience laughs and applauds.
Drunk milkmaid - a scene for the village day
This is an original production based on the hit song by Yegor Creed “Heartbreaker”.
A fashionably dressed guy with a large suitcase appears on the stage. He is talking on the phone.
Sasha : Yes, Van, I firmly decided. I will spend this summer in the village, take a break from the city, and help the elderly with housework. And I'll be back in the fall. Let's call each other. An old woman comes out to meet you.
Zina : Grandson, is that you? Oh, what wind brought you to our outback? (hugs)
Sasha : Grandma, I came to you with my grandfather for the whole summer. Eh, it's nice to be in the countryside! Fresh air, clear skies! Let's take a selfie! (takes out phone)
Zina : It will be hard for you here... (make funny faces for photos)
Sasha : I've been gone for a long time. Tell me what has changed? (takes a suitcase and goes after grandma)
Zina : Nothing, my dear, just little things. The cat lambed two months ago, Vasily Sergeevich is marrying off his second daughter, and a new family lives next door. They came from another village.
Sasha : Yes, not much. If you don't need help, I'll take a walk around the village. I remember my childhood.
Zina : Yes, of course! Run Run. I'll give you some milk. The happy guy goes for a walk. He stops near the neighbor's fence and starts carrying raspberries.
A large girl comes out wearing a headscarf and holding empty buckets.
Milkmaid : Listen, little one.
Sasha : Oh, hi. Listen, can you take a picture of me with this fence in the background?
Milkmaid : Can't I take a picture of you in the face with a bucket?
Sasha laughs: Why are you so angry? Chickens don't lay eggs?
Milkmaid : Why are you stealing my raspberries, poor fellow? Come on, get out of here! Otherwise I’ll unleash Masha on you. She had rabies when I was a child; my own mother won’t recognize you.
The neighbor proudly walks away, brushing her shoulder against the guy.
Sasha : Wow. This is what I understand, fire girl!
He hurries back to his grandmother. Runs into the house.
Sasha : Grandma! Does the milkmaid girl live next door?
Zina : Well, yes.
Sasha : She still has raspberries on the plot, right?
Zina : Yes, but what?
Sasha : And she herself is so... wow! Yes?
Zina : Grandson, don’t delay. What happened?
Sasha : What's her name? I liked her!
Zina : What a surprise. She is a lively girl and instantly turns her attention to her suitors. She's too tough for you.
Sasha : Never mind! Trying is not torture.
Zina laughs: Well, see for yourself. Call her Lyudka. Just be careful! Her dog is so angry, it wouldn’t hurt to set it on you.
Sasha : Why can’t I cope with a dog?! I’ll go, change clothes, and see Lyudka!
The chorus from the song “Heartbreaker” plays. Lyuda on stage mows the grass, weeds the garden, gives water to the cattle and wearily wipes the sweat from her forehead. As soon as the music ends, a guy appears.
Sasha : Hey, Luda! How are you? And I brought you candy! (holds out a box of expensive chocolates) The milkmaid pushes her hand away, the guy drops the sweets.
Sasha is not far behind: Lud, do you like discos? Let's go together, huh, Lud? It will be in the neighboring village on Saturday. I found out!
Luda waves it off again.
The guy takes a postcard out of his pocket: And I also wrote you a poem! Listen! A blue fire began to sweep... Forgotten distant places...
Milkmaid : Tell me, guy, are you a moron? Do you think I don’t know Yesenin’s poems?
Sasha : I didn’t say that I composed it, I just wrote it in a postcard. And so, I myself can...
The guy reaches out to hug the girl, she pushes him, he falls.
Sasha : Well, Lud, why are you doing this?
The milkmaid threatens him with a sickle: I have been Luda for twenty years! Leave me alone! Ugh!
Sasha sighs and leaves.
An old woman comes on stage : Lyudochka!
Milkmaid : Oh, Baba Zina! Has your little one lost his head?
Zina nods: Mine. He likes you. And don’t rush to dismiss it! Come and visit us. Grandfather made such moonshine, wow! Let's have a drink and relax, otherwise you've been busy with your cows all day.
Milkmaid : No, Baba Zin, I can’t.
Zina : Come on, no excuses. Come in the evening, around six o'clock.
The chorus of the song plays again. A table is brought onto the stage, a bottle (supposedly moonshine), glasses, and snacks are placed on it.
The guy dances, rejoices and waits. Luda arrives.
Sasha : Oh, you finally came! Sit down!
Milkmaid : Wait a minute, where is Baba Zina?
Sasha : Grandma? It's with the neighbors across the street. This Sergei Vasilyevich is there... That is, Vasily Sergeevich is marrying off his second daughter.
Milkmaid : Why should I sit with you all evening? Well, I do not!
Sasha : Wait, don’t go! Grandma will be upset. At least have a glass or two.
The milkmaid agrees. The young people drink, laugh, and talk to the same chorus. Then Luda begins to cry drunken tears.
Milkmaid : Oh, if only you knew how hard it is for me, my soul is burning! Feed the cows, milk the goats. The father is away from home for months, at work, the mother babysits the youngest. All the farming is on me, plus the collective farm! Eh, hopeless life...
Sasha : Lyudochka, don’t cry! (pats her on the head) You're so good, go get some sleep! Morning comes, the guy wakes up at the table from the noise of the old Cossack and the crowing of roosters.
Village guy from backstage: Damn, the door is stuck again! You'll have to climb through the window, damn it!
Footsteps are heard and a guy in sweatpants and a T-shirt appears on stage.
Gosha : Eh, Lyudochka, beauty! Where are you? Bring your cans here! (puts his foot on the bench and cleans his shoes with a brush) I miss you!
Sasha : And, excuse me, who are you?
Lyuda runs out , all disheveled, and throws herself on the guy’s neck: Gosha, he’s arrived!
Gosha : People, I don’t understand! Who is this poor fellow? I've been gone for a couple of weeks, so you've switched over to this?
Milkmaid : No! No, Gosha, what are you doing? I told him a hundred times that I don’t need him. But it stuck like a leech, honestly!
Sasha : What? I fell in love with you! I thought we could do something.
Milkmaid : No. I only love Gosha! He's my only one.
Sasha : I will still get you. And he is not a hindrance to me!
Gosha : Oh, right? Masha! (whistles, but nothing comes out) People, whistle, eh!
Luda whistles. During the chorus of the song “Heartbreaker,” a live dog runs onto the stage. A city boy and a shepherd dog are being chased around the hall. The people are shocked, the actors say goodbye to the audience.
Funny scene about village youth
Voice-over : Friends, don’t be shy, get on the dance floor! Welcome to the provincial disco!
Tender May sounds, the song “White Roses”, the disco goddess walks onto the stage with a confident gait. A girl in a tracksuit, Adidas pants tucked into fashionable high-heeled boots. There’s a purse in her hand, her nose is touching the ceiling, and next to the girl is her ugly friend.
The village women jerk funny on the spot. At this time, two eagles fly into the hall - a nimble short guy in a red sweatshirt and his friend in a cap and a stretched sweater, the second can barely stand on his feet.
Shustryak : Romakha, look, disco player, let's go, let's go, let's light it up now! Yoo-hoo!
cheerful boy is dancing, and his friend is having difficulty maintaining a vertical position.
Shustryak : Oops, look at what Barbies are! Now let's quickly hook up these queens, I'll do it now!
With a funny goose gait, the guy approaches the girls: Young lady, young lady, don’t you want to wear a beautiful T-shirt in the morning?
Scary girlfriend rudely: Go, sleep it off, stall!
The nimble fellow is not far behind: So, me and that nimble young man...
The hero does not have time to finish, because his friend Romakh loses his horizon.
The smart guy runs back to his friend: Hey, hey, don't lose face, Avatar, take a sip of beer, reincarnate.
Romakha comes to life, and the boy goes on the offensive again: Madams, can I treat you to something?
goddess looking at the ceiling: Mojito!
Guy : No, I can’t do that! Maybe we can go to karaoke?
Goddess drawlingly: Nooo!
The guy joyfully: Nishtyak, Romakha, let’s go straight to the hayloft (cackles).
The girls turn away, Roma is in nirvana, the boy is indignant: Hey, little one, why are we leading with a sting? Actually, my friend is a regional karate champion.
Romakha heard the call sign and began to wave his legs, the nimble man hurries to stop the hero: No, no, quietly, quietly! All yours! It's me Kolyan!
At this time, a slow dance is announced at the disco, and a hackneyed composition is played.
The boy hugs his friend: Well, that's it, slow guy, I'm off! Wait for me!
Kolyan approaches the goddess and hugs her waist. They slowly mark time, the girl is still staring at the ceiling.
The boy strokes the simpering woman, she closes her eyes and moves to the beat, the gentleman’s hands feel the elastic band around her waist: Oops, you’re wearing tights! (the hero is happy)
The goddess rolled her eyes, the guy kisses her on the cheek. The guys leave together into the night.
A rustic melody plays and the audience smiles and applauds.
