The scenario of the ecological fairy tale “Turnip. The tale "Turnip" - in a new way

A grandfather, a woman and a granddaughter lived in one distant ecovillage. Actually, they had names, but so intricate (Rogveda, Peremysl and Zdravoslav) that we will try to do without them in our ecological fairy tale. This family also had pets. Initially, after reading the cuneiform works of V. Megrenin, the grandfather wanted to have mammoths, but later agreed to the usual cat, dog and mouse. And since they did not eat animals in the ecovillage and treated them as equals, the animals turned out to be smart, they helped around the house, and sometimes they could even enter into an intimate conversation with people. It is seldom true, what, one wonders, to talk to people about? So, the dramas are alone and the experiences are empty.

My grandfather led agriculture according to the method of permaculture. Well, how could it be otherwise? The granddaughter spends all the time near the magic mirror, the grandmother is busy with yoga for the spine, and the grandfather is sitting in the lotus position in the garden of stones. Who is there to weed, plow and water? So permaculture was perfect for the ecovillage. One trouble - there is enough food, but the king has nothing to pay the rent. The grandfather then decided to look for experimental varieties of root crops through the granddaughter's magic mirror. He sat there for a couple of evenings and was already completely disgusted, but suddenly he came across what he needed. The grandfather ran to the grandmother, unwrapped her from a complex yogic asana and said:

- I, grandma, found a special kind of turnip, called "Pripyat-86"! They say she grows big, big! This, old one, is what we need, shoby, it means that the tsar must pay the rent.

The old man ordered a turnip from overseas merchants, and soon the seeds of a marvelous root crop were brought directly to the ecovillage. The grandfather thought for a long time where to plant this miracle. On the one hand, like a turnip, but what if it doesn't fit into permaculture? Then the old man decided to plant a turnip on the edge of the field, so that if the root crop does not start, then there would be less harm from it.

In the early days, the growth of a new turnip did not stand out in anything special. The tops appeared from the ground, well, perhaps a little earlier than the standard representatives of this root crop. But then the miraculous and diva-wondrous began. When the rest of the turnips were just knitted, "Pripyat-86" was already the size of grandfather's head! The old man was very happy about this fact and began to water new turnip several times a day. And so, two weeks later, the grandfather came to the garden and looked that the turnip was already the size of himself, and all the land around it was plowed up and not a single cucumber, tomato, onion, but what, there was nothing at all! The old man was saddened, he went home, but forgot to close the gate. The grandfather could not fall asleep all night, still thinking what kind of crime was committed and whether to tell the rest of the family about it, and in the morning he decided to go check everything again.

He came and realized that through the open gate, hares crept into the garden. At the time, I should have felt sorry for my grandfather, but only it was necessary to feel sorry for the hares, because judging by the pieces of ears and skins, not one of them left the ecovillage garden alive. The grandfather understood everything, he rushed to the turnip with the drum turned out of the fence, but where there! The turnip has already grown stronger and was able to give change! An unequal battle ensued, and if the grandmother, then the granddaughter, and then the dog, the cat and the mouse had not arrived from home, the fairy tale would have had a sad end. But all together the ecovillants defeated the overseas monster and chained it in chains.

The grandfather rushed to the city, called the tax collectors and returned with them to. There, in the cart, a turnip rattled in chains, trying to bite into the metal. The grandfather told the publicans that this marvelous root crop is a rent, which is due from the ecovillage in favor of the tsar-father. The tax collectors scratched their heads, and they decided that since the good is royal, then let the king decide what to do with such a miracle. They harnessed their horses to the cart and took the turnip to the city.

The rest of the events are covered in mystery. Either the tsar ordered the turnip to be freed from the shackles for fun, or the tax collectors could not resist, but there is no longer either the city, the tsar or the tax collectors. Quiet in those places now, only sometimes large plants rustle with leaves, somewhat vaguely resembling turnips. But it is reliably known that the ecovillage is in good health and even the beginning, freed from the rent, flourishes.

The scenario of the ecological fairy tale "Turnip"

Leading: Grandfather planted a turnip and is waiting for it to grow big, big. And it doesn't grow. Grandfather called grandmother.

Grandfather: Grandma, grandma, help! The turnip for some reason does not grow.

Grandma: Here, take fertilizers and sprinkle them on the turnip.

Leading: The grandfather listened to the grandmother and began to sprinkle the turnip with fertilizers every day. The turnip grows by leaps and bounds.

But here's another problem - the weeds overcame. Grandfather is calling his granddaughter.

Grandfather: Granddaughter, beauty, help weed the garden. My turnip is completely overgrown.

Granddaughter: I once weed the beds. My friends are calling the disco. You have a weed-killer on you - it's called a herbicide.

Leading: The grandfather sprinkles the turnip with fertilizers, sprinkles with herbicides. The turnip grows by leaps and bounds. But a new misfortune happened - the garden pests overcame. Grandfather calls the Bug and the cat for help.

Grandfather: Bug! Cat! Help! Catch all the pests!

Bug: We have no time to catch insects! We're going to town. To the dog and cat show.

Cat: Here, take an insecticide, it will destroy all pests. My-I-I-oo!

Leading: Grandfather sprinkles the turnip with fertilizers, sprinkles with herbicides, sprinkles with insecticides. The turnip is growing, the sides are pouring.

But then the grandfather noticed that his turnip began to rot. He calls the mouse for help.

Grandfather: Mouse! Oh, mouse! Help get rid of the rot.

Mouse: I have no time, grandfather, to bother with a turnip. I'm running to watch a series about the superhero Mickey Mouse. Here's a fungicide. It helps from rot.

Leading: My grandfather slept on his turnip with fertilizers for growth, sprinkled herbicides for weeds, sprayed with insecticides against pests, watered with fungicides against rot. So a big, big, beautiful turnip with shiny sides has grown.

Grandfather: Hey guys, the turnip has grown. Help pull it out. And I'll treat you to a turnip.

Leading: A grandfather for a turnip, a grandmother for a grandfather, a granddaughter for a grandmother, a bug for a granddaughter, a cat for a bug, a mouse for a cat ... .. They pulled a turnip! The grandfather cut off a piece of the turnip. I tried….

Grandfather: Ugh! It doesn't taste good! And empty inside. Thank you for your chemistry. Eat the turnip yourself if you want! I won't!

Leading: But no one began to eat the tasteless turnip. You can't eat such a turnip! So they left her alone in the garden.

The turnip lay, lay, sprinkled it with snow, poured rain on it. And it did not deteriorate because it was treated with chemicals.

Fly past Goriukha Fly. I saw a turnip and flew inside.

Fly: Who, who lives in the little house?

Leading: But this is a completely different tale.

The music sounds "Oh, you, canopy my canopy"

The end.

The scenario of the ecological fairy tale "Turnip"

Leading: Grandfather planted a turnip and is waiting for it to grow big, big. And it doesn't grow. Grandfather called grandmother.

Grandfather:Grandma, grandma, help! The turnip for some reason does not grow.

Grandma:Here, take fertilizers and sprinkle them on the turnip.

Leading: The grandfather listened to the grandmother and began to sprinkle the turnip with fertilizers every day. The turnip grows by leaps and bounds.

But here's another problem - the weeds overcame. Grandfather is calling his granddaughter.

Grandfather:Granddaughter, beauty, help weed the garden. My turnip is completely overgrown.

Granddaughter:Once I weed the beds. My friends are calling the disco. You are wearing a weed killer - it's called a herbicide.

Leading:The grandfather sprinkles the turnip with fertilizers, sprinkles with herbicides. The turnip grows by leaps and bounds. But a new misfortune happened - the garden pests overcame. Grandfather calls the Bug and the cat for help.

Grandfather:Bug! Cat! Help! Catch all the pests!

Bug:We have no time to catch insects! We're going to town. To the dog and cat show.

Cat:Here, take an insecticide, it will destroy all pests. My-I-I-oo!

Leading:Grandfather sprinkles the turnip with fertilizers, sprinkles with herbicides, sprinkles with insecticides. The turnip is growing, the sides are pouring.

But then the grandfather noticed that his turnip began to rot. He calls the mouse for help.

Grandfather:Mouse! Oh, mouse! Help get rid of the rot.

Mouse:I have no time, grandfather, to bother with a turnip. I'm running to watch a series about the superhero Mickey Mouse. Here's a fungicide. It helps from rot.

Leading:My grandfather slept on his turnip with fertilizers for growth, sprinkled herbicides for weeds, sprayed with insecticides against pests, watered with fungicides against rot. So a big, big, beautiful turnip with shiny sides has grown.

Grandfather:Hey guys, the turnip has grown. Help pull it out. And I'll treat you to a turnip.

Leading:A grandfather for a turnip, a grandmother for a grandfather, a granddaughter for a grandmother, a bug for a granddaughter, a cat for a bug, a mouse for a cat ... .. They pulled a turnip! The grandfather cut off a piece of the turnip. I tried….

Grandfather:Ugh! It doesn't taste good! And empty inside. Thank you for your chemistry. Eat the turnip yourself if you want! I won't!

Leading: But no one began to eat the tasteless turnip. You can't eat such a turnip! So they left her alone in the garden.

The turnip lay, lay, sprinkled it with snow, poured rain on it. And it did not deteriorate because it was treated with chemicals.

Fly past Goriukha Fly. I saw a turnip and flew inside.

Fly:Who, who lives in the little house?

Leading: But this one is completely different.

The music sounds "Oh, you, canopy my canopy"

The end.

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A FAIRY TALE ABOUT A NEW, ECOLOGICAL, LAD

Characters:
Grandfather
Babka
GRANDDAUGHTER
BUG
CAT
MOUSE-MUTANT
REPKA-MUTANT
FIRST VOICE-OVER
SECOND VOICE-OVER

On stage - Turnip. It is huge in size, with gigantic tops. Only the tops are visible, the Turnip itself is hidden from the audience by a cape. Music from the movie "The Godfather" is played.

FIRST VOICE. What do you say, Antonio?
SECOND VOICE. Bad news, Don Carleone.
FIRST VOICE. Tell me in order.
SECOND VOICE. We did our best ... But they dug under it. They dug like crazy. They used poison, burned out all her surroundings. They had been preparing the ground for a long time ... In the end, they planted it. They huddled it all summer ... and they got it. Now she is a natural vegetable.
FIRST VOICE. What do you suggest?
SECOND VOICE. We have to get her out, Don! If we don't pull it out ourselves, they will remove it. We must hurry, Don! September is just around the corner!

Dedka enters the stage. She looks around, then goes up to Turnip, pulls off her cape. Surprised, he looks at Repka from all sides.

GRANDFATHER.
Those times ... And those are two! ..
What are the palm tops? (Touching the tops).
It must be dried for the winter
Useful for firewood.

He spits on his hands, rubs them, then grabs onto Repkin's tops. He tries to pull, but fails. Speaks during the action.

But, darling, let's go!
What is STE for business?
Was that glue spilled there,
Either it sprouted with nails!

Shouts backstage:

Grandma, come on, come on!
Replenish my ranks!
What did you water the turnip with
Besides raw water?

Grandma enters the stage. She is of impressive size in width, barely rolling over the stage.

Babka.
Well, why are you bothering again?
Only to create a scandal.

Speaks to the audience.

Doesn't let you look, at least burst
My favorite serial.

Turns to Dedka.

I watered as best I could
I consumed all the nitrates.
Look, look how healthy,
Straight, like from a church dome.

GRANDFATHER.
You there, grandma, don't mumble.
Come on, help me!
Hold on tight to me
And - at full stretch!

Grandma reluctantly grabs Dedka, tries to pull with him, but unsuccessfully, as a result falls to the fifth point.

Babka.
Wow, thunderstorm break me!
Grandfather, hit the brakes.
I'm not Tabe Volochkov,
Shirshe - thirty-three times!

GRANDFATHER.
Eating is not a tricky craft!
So you got smashed.
And would be like Nastasya,
Everything is transparent like glass.
You'd better be on a pole
Spun the fute.
And in the middle of the night she stopped
Crack those burgers!

Babka.
Volochkova always
Was not the least bit thin.
Only in growth does she leave
That overseas food.

GRANDFATHER.
Grandma, don't turn on the brake!
And with fast food - stop it.
Vaughn, sitting on a diet:
So that there is only tea on the menu.

BABKA (again tries to get up and help Dedka, but only tears his jacket).
Oh, no way to cope!

GRANDFATHER (looking at the torn clothes with chagrin).
In rags - my lapserdak ...
Apparently, we will have to help
Click granddaughter, if so ...

Babka.
Don't frighten me, child!

The Granddaughter enters the stage - skinny, worn out, dissatisfied.

GRANDDAUGHTER.
What, a fight for the harvest?
How my ancestors got me
At least go to the capital!
Here I am definitely out of work.
There are no relatives, no souls, no bodies.
Disco with an accordion -
The most terrible chaos.

GRANDFATHER (again grabs the tops, waves to the rest of the hand. Grandma seeks for Grandpa, Granddaughter reluctantly - for Grandma).
Well, girls, the air is in the chest!
They dragged it somehow!

They try to pull Turnip, but Grandma falls down again, and Granddaughter starts coughing.

GRANDDAUGHTER.
I don't have enough breathing apparatus.
Give me some rest.

All three are trying to catch their breath. The granddaughter is singing a song.

SONG OF THE GRANDDaughter (to the tune "Daisies Hid")
1.
Chamomile hid, buttercups drooped,
Per summer kitchen burdock dried up.
Once upon a time we watched cartoons with my grandfather,
Piglet and Winnie the Pooh were there.
The full text of the song is in the full version of the script.

GRANDFATHER (speaks reproachfully).
What, smoked again?

Granddaughter (with a call).
Yes!

GRANDFATHER.
How much harm from you!
Out, and the lungs are suffering,
And the environment.
Women, what kind of people are you?
Enta - hamburgers in your mouth,
That - a cigarette, as soon as he wakes up,
Endlessly sticks into it.

Babka.
Old, don't poison the air.
Better call Bug.
Only barks idle
With males about love.

The Bug and the Cat tumble out onto the stage, embracing, staggering, with silly smiles on their faces. They sing: "And we dream about grass, grass near the house! .." The grandmother looks at them in shock, clutching at her heart.

What's with them? I don’t understand.
Doesn't it look like a plague?
Apparently, grandfather, you have to
Manage yourself.

Bug and Murka sing a song.
SONG of Bugs and Murka. (On the motive "My joy lives").

MURKA:
My sour cream lies
In a cold cellar.
Not for that sour cream
Don't roll your lip.
(Full lyrics - in full script)

GRANDFATHER (also in shock, approaches the Bug and the Cat, makes them "breathe)
Why such a passion?
Well, you, open your mouth!

The bug and Murka "breathe" on Dedka. He speaks in bewilderment into the hall.

I hid the stash in the booth ...
Is it really spilled ?!

MURKA (nods in agreement, continues to speak into the hall).
There's a chemical plant
Pours waste all year round.
It's a pity, there is a problem with the snack,
The fish does not live in the river.

Dear friends! Those who are interested in this scenario can get it full versionif they write to me by email:
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Low price - modest gratitude to the author for his work.
In time, the script is designed for fifteen minutes. Using this script, you can cheer up your viewers with a festive mood!
Sincerely yours, author Evelina Pizhenko

MBDOU "Bakcharsky kindergarten No. 2 of general developmental type"

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The scenario of the ecological fairy tale "Turnip"

The music "Livenskaya polka" is played. The grandfather comes out with a turnip dancing to the music.

Leading:Grandfather planted a turnip and is waiting for it to grow big, big. And it doesn't grow. Grandfather called grandmother.

Grandfather:Grandma, grandma, help! The turnip, for some reason, does not grow.

Grandma comes out to the music of Tchaikovsky's "Mischievous Polka" dance. They dance with their grandfather.

Grandma:Here, take fertilizers and sprinkle them on the turnip.

Leading:The grandfather listened to the grandmother and began to sprinkle the turnip with fertilizers every day. The turnip grows by leaps and bounds. But here's another problem - the weeds overcame. Grandfather is calling his granddaughter.

Grandfather:Granddaughter, beauty, help weed the garden. My turnip is completely overgrown. The granddaughter comes out to the music "Kalinka" r. n.p.

Granddaughter:Once I weed the beds. My friends are calling the disco. You are wearing a weed killer - it's called a herbicide.

Leading:The grandfather sprinkles the turnip with fertilizers, sprinkles with herbicides. The turnip grows by leaps and bounds. But a new misfortune happened - the garden pests overcame. Grandfather Bobik and Murka are calling for help.

Grandfather:Bobik! Murka! Help! Catch all the pests!

Go out to the music of exercises "Aerobics for Bobik" V. Papasyan doing exercises.

Bobik:We have no time to catch insects! We're going to town. To the dog and cat show.

Murka:Here, take a pesticide, it will destroy all pests. My-I-I-oo!

Leading:Grandfather sprinkles the turnip with fertilizers, sprinkles with herbicides, pesticides. The turnip is growing, the sides are pouring. But then the grandfather noticed that his turnip began to rot. He called the mouse for help.

Grandfather:Mouse! Oh, mouse! Help get rid of the rot.

The mouse comes out to the music "Cat and Mice" muses. Jordanian.

Mouse:I have no time, grandfather, to bother with a turnip. I'm running to watch a series about the super hero Mickey Mouse. Here's a fungicide. It helps from rot.

Leading:My grandfather sprinkled his turnip with fertilizers for growth, sprinkled herbicides against weeds, sprayed with pesticides against pests, watered with fungicides against rot. So a big, big, beautiful turnip with shiny sides has grown.

Grandfather:Hey guys, the turnip has grown. Help pull it out. And I'll treat you to a turnip.

Leading:A grandfather for a turnip, a grandmother for a grandfather, a granddaughter for a grandmother, Bobik for a granddaughter, Murka for Bobik, a mouse for Murka ... They pull. Pulled out the turnip! The grandfather cut off a piece of the turnip. I tried ...

Grandfather:Ugh! It doesn't taste good! And empty inside. Thank you for your chemistry. Eat the turnip yourself if you want! I won't!

Leading:But no one began to eat a tasteless turnip. You can't eat such a turnip!

The turnip lay, lay, sprinkled it with snow, poured rain on it. And it did not deteriorate because it was treated with chemicals.

They sing a song to the tune of r. n.p. "Like ours at the gate"

We have a vegetable garden, we have a vegetable garden,

Ay, lyuli a vegetable garden, ai lyuli a vegetable garden.

Grandfather planted a turnip there, grandfather planted a turnip there,

Ay, luli planted, ai luli planted.

We all helped my grandfather, gave fertilizers,

Ay, Lyuli helped, Ay Lyuli helped.

She grew up big only now it's empty inside

Ay, here's a big lyuli, ay lyuli's empty.

Forgive us, grandfather, don't bear any grudge against us.

The scenario of the ecological fairy tale “Turnip. The tale "Turnip" - in a new way

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