Impromptu theater. Fairy tale "Turnip" for schoolchildren in grades 6-8

Game "Turnip"

The game can be used at any extracurricular activity with middle-aged and older children. It will be of interest to class teachers and teachers. 7 people are called. Everyone is given a role, words and costumes to wear backstage. Each hero comes out to his own music, which you can choose at your discretion. When the hero's name is called, he says his words every time. Turnip - “I’m not ripe yet!” Grandfather - “I’m so lucky!” Grandma - “holy hedgehog!” Granddaughter - “Everyone here is so cute!” Bug - “Wow, that’s wonderful!” Cat - “Eh, I wish I had some smoked chicken here...” Mouse - “I’m Batman” In one, well, very rural area, Very far from fame That in Rus' they are often found Grandfather (music) once planted a turnip (music) Grandfather went out in the morning to the garden bed Stretched , groaned and turned to Turnip. That’s how miracles and miracles Grandfather rubbed his eyes Because he was surprised. This is how the vegetable was born! Grandfather grabbed the turnip and pulled as hard as he could! He pulls, he pulls, he can’t pull. The turnip did not come out of the garden. The nobles are firmly entrenched in the ground. What should I do, call my grandmother to make it easier to tear the turnip! (music) The grandmother in a sheepskin coat is ready to help the new Grandfather. Grandma came closer, Grandma grabbed Grandpa, Grandpa grabbed the turnip again! And let’s pull and tear They pull and pull and they can’t pull Grandma called her granddaughter So that she can help them. (Music) Granddaughter, only to be honest, It’s all not interesting And to confess to her I have no time for vegetables But so as not to anger my ancestors I still decided to help The granddaughter for the grandmother, the grandmother for the grandfather, the grandfather for the turnip. They pull, they pull, but they cannot pull it. It’s a pity for the grandmother and grandfather. The harvest is lost. The case was resolved by the Granddaughter Called the Bug for help (music) The Bug quickly came running Even the bone was not gnawed by The Bug for the Granddaughter, the Granddaughter for the Grandmother, the Grandmother for the Grandfather, the Grandfather for the Turnip They pulled, they pulled, they couldn’t pull it out After wagging its tail a little, the Bug decided to call the Cat (music) Through hour she appeared, Purred, washed The cat yawned sweetly The Bug held out its paws The Cat for the Bug, the Bug for the Granddaughter, the Granddaughter for the Grandmother, the Grandmother for the Grandfather, the Grandfather for the Turnip They pull - they pull - they can’t pull it out Apparently everyone is too tired You have to call the Mouse for help (music ) The mouse went out into the garden, pushed the people away, grabbed the tops tightly and took out the root crop, and by all indications, this is not an ordinary mouse. Our fairy tale is over, but whoever listened, well done.

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Characters:

The turnip is the biggest guest. You can put a headband with green leaves on your head, or an empty flower pot of a suitable size with a small flower attached;
Grandfather is a man; you can use an old hat, cap, or false beard as a costume;
Grandmother - woman or man. Props - an apron, scarf, glasses, rolling pin or colander;
The granddaughter is a younger girl. Props - wig with bows or braids;
Zhuchka - any guest;
Cat - any guest;
A mouse is a very large man or a birthday boy.

To depict animals, you can use hats or headbands with ears or faces. Masks are also suitable.

The host selects guests from among those willing and hands them “costumes” - masks, hats, etc.

Props:

Zavalinka - a chair or stool on which the grandfather sits
balalaika - toy, cardboard - at your discretion
bed - stool for turnip
turnip-treat - a vase or box decorated like a turnip with sweets, cookies or any other treat according to the number of guests. The character Mouse carries her out at the very end of the scene.

Host: Dear guests, stop chewing pies and bones. Let's entertain ourselves and amuse our friends. I want to tell you a fairy tale about how my grandfather planted a turnip and almost broke his stomach.

Well, first of all, we need a “Turnip” - it must be big - very big (he chooses). Here it is, fodder turnip!

And now we need a Grandfather, let him be a hundred years old. (chooses)

Yes, and we need a grandmother, just let her be young (chooses)

Well, people, listen to what the turn was. Here comes the grandfather, although he is old, he is a fine fellow, a rogue with a beard. But there is one problem: he is lazy. He’ll come out in the morning—the balalaika alone is dear to him. He sits on the rubble all day and spits on the fence.

(At this time, he performs various actions according to the text: sits on a chair, strokes his beard, plays the balalaika, spits).

And then the grandmother arrived - she was young at heart, but looked like a hag. He walks, swears, clings to everything with his feet.

(Grandma stumbles, mutters something, threatens someone with her fist).

Next, all the words (and for the characters too) are spoken by the presenter, and the participants depict the actions using pantomime.

Grandmother: - Why are you, grandfather, sitting around doing nothing?

Grandfather: “I’m too lazy, you’re in trouble.”

Grandma : - Well, old stump, go plant turnips and increase my wealth.

Presenter: Eh, grandfather got up and went to plant turnips. He came, planted it in the ground, watered it from above, and went back (Grandfather repeats all the actions according to the text).

Host: Can you imagine, friends, the whole summer went by like this! The sun is shining, the rain is falling, our beautiful turnip is growing, and the grandfather is sitting on the balalaika playing and not blowing his whistle. The grandmother came again, angry, angry, gritting her teeth, cracking her bones, swearing!

Grandma: “What are you, you old stump, you’re sitting there again, looking at me, you’d better go and look at the turnip.”

Presenter: Grandfather stood up, shook himself off, turned his beard around, and went to the garden to look at turnips. Look, she’s big, round-sided and large, she’s sitting in the ground and doesn’t want to come out. He jumped around, let’s shout and call for help.

Grandfather: - Grandma come out, take out your bones!

Host: Here comes the grandmother, carrying her bones. She came, looked, and said loudly:

Grandma: - This turnip!!! (grandmother spreads her hands in surprise)

Presenter (addresses guests): Don’t pull out the turnips. Who should I call?

Guests: - Granddaughter

Host: That's right, granddaughter. And here comes the granddaughter, shaking her mane, that’s what she is, a city girl (chooses).

Granddaughter: - Hello, what do you need?

Grandfather and woman: - Help me pull out the turnip.

Granddaughter: - Will you give me some sweets?

Grandfather and grandmother: - We'll give it.

Presenter: The granddaughter came closer and screamed:

Granddaughter: - This is a turnip!!!

Presenter: The three of us can’t pull it out. Who else should I call?

Guests: - Bug!

Presenter: - That's right, Zhuchku! Here she is waving her tail, there is no one more beautiful than her. (selects)

Bug: - Woof-woof. Hello, what do you need?

Grandfather and grandmother: - Help me pull out the turnip.

Bug: - Will you give me a bone?

Grandfather and grandmother: - We'll give it.

Presenter: - Bug came closer and spread her arms.

Bug: - This is Turnip!

Host: - There’s no way to get us out, who else should we call?

Guests: - A cat.

Host: - Yes, friends, of course a cat. The most beautiful, very sweet. (Chooses). Here she comes, purrs and sings.

Cat: - Meow-meow, purr-purr. And here I am, looking all good. Hello, what do you need?

Grandfather and grandmother: - Pull out the turnip.

Cat: - Will you give me milk with sour cream?

Grandfather and grandmother: - We'll give it.

Presenter: - The cat came closer and purred under its breath:

Cat: - This is a turnip!

Host: Yes, here’s the thing, even the cat didn’t help. They decided to go home with the whole family, have lunch, sleep, and lie down. They say, if we gain strength, then we will defeat the turnip. (Everyone steps aside).

Well, while the whole family was sleeping, a small mouse came to the field. (Selects) The mouse saw the turnip and squeaked:

Mouse: - This is a turnip! You need such a turnip yourself.

Presenter: The mouse took the turnip in her hands and dragged it into her hole. (Takes the mouse aside).

And the whole family returned to the garden and saw that there were no turnips.

All the actors together: - Where is the turnip?

Host: Yes, we’re overslept, you’re a turnip. You can’t even pull a turnip out of the garden without difficulty. Yes, yes... But there is no morality, as long as there is a delicious lunch. But you are very lucky, our mouse is very kind, she will definitely share the turnip. (The mouse comes out, takes out the “turnip” and brings treats to all the guests.) That’s the end of the fairy tale, and well done to those who listened!

Next, you can invite guests to a photo shoot with the characters or to a dance.

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A fairy tale about a turnip for adults

Good to do in groups. They choose characters and give them words. Each character says only one phrase. Presenter: Where the mountains are high in a house near the river Once upon a time there lived a little grandfather named Tolik, he was an alcoholic at heart.

Even though he was in his old age he stood firmly on his feet. If I didn’t pour it in the morning, I lived happily and had no worries. Drink and let's scream...

Grandfather: We will live vigorously, mother! Presenter: Grandma Anna lived with him, oh, and she was harmful. The height of a giantess with the disposition of an ataman. She also couldn’t live from her grandfather’s drink. That’s why she was bored and welcomed her neighbor. Grandfather, on a drinking binge, she came to the neighbor for an intimate conversation. Even though she kept repeating...

Grandma: The other needs strength!

Host: Their granddaughter was visiting them there, this granddaughter is simply powerful! It's a mini skirt and a slit! Looks like he's wearing a skirt, maybe without it. Breasts are plump melons, lips are filled with juice And of course the miracle of legs is like from a playboy cover, like a rose has blossomed...

Granddaughter: Well, think about it!

Presenter: And on the farm, the grandfather had nothing but a trifle. Two goats and a vegetable garden and a dog at the gate. A smart, nice little dog named Tail. It wasn’t at all from bragging; he was just without a tail. Either God didn’t give it to him, or he tore it off somewhere. But the absence of the wave didn’t irritate anyone. The dog barked rather sluggishly...

Dog: Give me something to eat, I don’t have enough bones!

Presenter: The cat Murka lived there, Viska was a clean person, she ate, drank juice, and slept on the armchair. And in my girlish dreams I was waiting for a young prince. There is bad weather in her soul...

Cat: Where do you roam, my happiness?

Host: The Mouse lived freely there. He was stronger and taller than everyone else. The whole village of the Mouse knew that he was the first bouncer in the village tavern called “Sake” And in the village all the people called the Mouse a mug, it’s just cool to communicate with him...

Mouse: Fir-paly sha atas!

Host: Well, now you all know the inhabitants of their house. So here’s part two: one day in early May, the Alcoholic Grandfather had a bad idea. He decided to plant turnips. He went out into the field at dawn. He buried the grains in the ground, buried them, watered them with water... And he went to hand over the glass...

Grandfather: We will live, mother is vigorous!

Host: And then he went on a drinking binge and forgot about his root. Well, the summer at this time was generous with heat. The turnips ripened, were filled and washed with rain. So by autumn they became large and strong. Everyone around was admiring...

Turnip: Now I’m your first friend!

Presenter: Grandfather came out onto the field...

Grandfather: We will live, mother is vigorous! Presenter: The old man strained himself, but only one belt burst. The frail one burst from the movement, after all, such tension Turnips are there at least. Grandfather tried again, but no progress was seen...

Grandfather: We will live, mother is vigorous!

Host: And he went from the field over there to finish his moonshine. And at that time, the grandmother was walking from the neighbor after a conversation. The grandmother saw a turnip in the field and the fields were twice as large. He pulls this way and that, but his reserve of strength has dried up. I shouldn’t have gone to my neighbor’s...

Grandma: The other needs strength!

Presenter: Stretching out on the porch, she crawled to the stove. Sends her granddaughter Sveta to pull out a turnip for lunch. The granddaughter raised an eyebrow...

Granddaughter: Well, think about it!

Presenter: She went out into the field to pick turnips and doesn’t know how to get to them. And he will push her sideways and press her the other way around. The girl tore her stockings - the turnip was right where it was. The girl spat out of annoyance and went to change her outfit. At the fence, Tail is tearing his strap. I would like to refresh myself from the beginning...

Dog: Give me something to eat, I don’t have enough bones!

Presenter: They untied the little tail and ordered him to pull the turnip. He ran up to grab it with his teeth and let’s bite it. And with his claw and mouth together, only the turnip is still in place. He sits smiling and moves the tops. Out of annoyance, the dog made a “psy” at this turnip. He growled for another minute and wandered tiredly into the booth. And Murka was already aware of all these matters. She was relaxing on the porch and saw the whole picture. Passions suddenly boiled over in Murka...

Murka: Where are you wandering, my happiness?

Host: She wanted so badly to use her maturity somewhere. She crept up behind the turnip and dug in with her claws! She pulled as hard as she could, but dulled her claws. Then Tolik the grandfather woke up from a drinking binge on his old bed and decided to attract people to go out into the garden together. Make a circle around the turnip...

Turnip: Now I’m your first friend!

Presenter: The grandmother clutches her grandfather's trousers in two hands. The granddaughter also came running and got into a cutesy pose. The scoundrel Tail grabbed her stocking. Well, Murka, our light, is looking for a tail, but there isn’t one. Murka was very surprised and grabbed Tailtail’s paw. So they pull that turnip only their strength withers and fades. Who swears like a thief...

Grandfather: We will live, mother is vigorous! Host: Who groans cutely... Grandma: The other needs strength! Host: The granddaughter has already brought everyone down... Granddaughter: Well, just think about it! Host: The dog whines again at first... Dog: Give me something to eat, I don’t have enough bones! Host: Murka is really seething with passion... Murka: Where are you wandering, my happiness?

Presenter: Our heroic mouse heard that heavy howl of our barge-hauler. The hero hurried to the showdown in the garden and decided to help at least once...

Mouse: Fir-paly sha atas!

Presenter: He slowly approaches the turnip, looks around everyone with an impudent look. He gently hugs the turnip and takes it out of the garden bed. Everyone gathered around...

Turnip: Now I’m your first friend!

Presenter: Here our people stretched out, perked up, looked around and went to drink moonshine, fortunately there is always some. Moonshine flows like a river in the village of Pir and Mountain. And our story is over...

Mouse: Fir-paly sha atas!

Impromptu theater. Fairy tale "Turnip" for schoolchildren in grades 6-8