Integrated lesson (for middle group, 4-5 years):

An open lesson to familiarize children with fiction, solve the problems of gender education (gender socialization) and familiarize children with Russian folk culture.

Topic: Russian folk tale “Zhikharka”.

Learn to perceive fairy tales emotionally and understand their content.
Learn to imagine images of characters, understand their character
Enriching speech with new epithets
To lead to an understanding of the genre features of the fairy tale
Find the characteristics of the fairy tale hero that are characteristic of his gender, emphasize the strengths of the male gender role.
Consolidating and expanding knowledge about Russian peasant life

Materials for the lesson:

character dolls for the theatricalization of the fairy tale “Zhikharka”;

illustrations for a fairy tale (posted on the board before class)

objects of Russian peasant life.
Edition "Applique: Zhikharka (+ details)" The author of the development is Candidate of Pedagogical Sciences Irina Lykova. Publishing house “Karapuz”, 2007.

Progress of the lesson

Educator: Today I will tell you the Russian folk tale “Zhikharka”.

Zhikharka is the name of a little boy. Yes, here he is (the teacher shows a boy doll)…

When in ancient times they began to tell children fairy tales, very often the fairy tale began with a saying. So I’ll start telling you with just such a saying, and you listen carefully:

Not in any distant kingdom, distant state,
It happened in Rus', ask the old people about it...
Once upon a time we lived in a hut at the edge of the forest
Cat, Rooster and little man - Zhikharka.

(The teacher tells a fairy tale with theatrical elements)

Conversation after reading the story:

The teacher suggests looking at the illustrations for the fairy tale posted on the board and answering the question: Did you like the fairy tale? What was fabulous about her that doesn’t happen in everyday life? (Children answer)

Educator(summarizing and emphasizing an important idea): Yes, in fairy tales anything can happen, because a fairy tale is a story that cannot happen in life, it contains fiction, fantasy, magic.

Educator: And, Zhikharka, did you like it? How?

Is it possible to say about him “Small, but daring”? How else can you praise him?

Children: Smart, resourceful, brave, dexterous, daring, well done, etc.

Educator: Guys, how did Zhikharka, the cat and the rooster live?

Children: Together.

Educator: Yes, that's right. Where did the cat and the rooster go?

Children: Go hunting.

Educator: What did Zhikarka do? (Children answer)

Educator: What word does this say in the fairy tale?

Zhikarka was a housewife.

Educator: Do you think thriftiness and homeliness are masculine qualities? (Children's answers)

Educator: When there is a male owner in the house, everything is fine in the house. This is stated in Russian proverbs:

Every house is famous for its owner.
Without an owner, the house cries.

In order for our boys to grow up and become good masters in their homes, we must be accustomed to work from childhood. I would like you to be as economical, serious and responsible in your work, in fulfilling the instructions that I give you in kindergarten as Zhikharka.

What other masculine qualities have you noticed in Zhikharka?

Children: he is not cowardly (brave), not a crybaby, etc.

Educator: Why did Zhikharka give the Rooster and the Cat ordinary spoons, but for himself a sharpened spoon and a gilded handle? (Children answer)

Educator (summarizes the children’s answers, emphasizes the main idea): Because this in the fairy tale emphasizes that Zhikarka is the boss of the house, for this he is loved and honored. This is what the Russian proverb says:

There is order in the house - honor to the owner.

The teacher invites the children to get up and move around, to do physical education.

It's time for us to take a break
Stretch and breathe.
(Deep breath and exhale)
They shook their heads,
And away with all fatigue!
One two three four five,
You need to stretch your neck.
(Rotate your head)
The sun came out from behind a cloud,
We will stretch our arms to the sun.
(Stretching - hands up)
Hands to the sides then
We'll spread wider.
(Stretching - arms to the sides)
We've finished warming up
The legs and back were rested.

Educator: Let's take a closer look at what the Zhikharka, the Cat and the Rooster have in their house? (Children call)

Educator: Where did Zhikharka hide from the fox?

Children: Under the stove.

Educator: In what other fairy tale did the stove save the children?

Children: Geese-swans.

Educator: Let's remember how Mashenka addressed the stove?

Children: Mother Oven, hide us.

Educator: The stove is very important for a peasant house, it provides warmth and food.

Let's see what the dishes of Zhikharka, Cat and Rooster are made of?

Children: Made of wood.

Educator: did everyone have their own plates in the peasant hut?

(Children answer)

Educator: As a rule, we ate from a common pot (cast iron). Take turns, each with his own spoon, just like in our fairy tale.

The teacher shows the objects and their purpose: At the stove there was a poker, a grip, a broom, and a wooden shovel. Nearby there is a mortar with a pestle, hand millstones (melenka) and a tub for leavening dough. They used a poker to remove the ash from the stove. The cook grabbed pot-bellied clay or cast iron pots (cast iron) with her grip and sent them into the heat. She pounded the grain in a mortar, clearing it of husks. Hand millstones for grinding grains into flour.

Reinforcement: The teacher gives each child an illustration of a fairy tale (different plot points) and “stickers” (see lesson materials, 4).

Task: Add applique details (“stickers”) to the illustrations according to the plot. For 2-3 children, the teacher asks them to remind them what moment of the fairy tale they got, what element they had to add to the illustration, and where and why they decided to place this element. (Children answer)

The teacher thanks the children for their work.

Once upon a time in a hut there lived a cat, a rooster and a little boy - Zhikharka.

The cat and the rooster went hunting, and Zhikharka did housework: he cooked dinner, set the table, and laid out spoons.

He lays it out and says:

This simple spoon is Kotova, this simple spoon is Petina, and this is not a simple one - chiseled, with a gilded handle - it is Zhikharkina. I won't give it to anyone.

The fox heard that Zhikharka was the only one in charge of the hut, and she wanted to try Zhikharka’s meat.

The cat and the rooster, when they went hunting, always told Zhikharka to lock the doors. Zhikharka locked the doors, locked everything, and once he forgot.

Zhikharka took care of everything, cooked dinner, set the table, began laying out the spoons, and said:

This simple spoon is Kotova, this simple spoon is Petina, and this not simple one is chiseled, with a gilded handle, it is Zhikharkina. I won't give it to anyone.

I just wanted to put it on the table, and on the stairs - stomp, stomp, stomp.

Mother! The fox is coming!

Zhikharka got scared, jumped off the bench, dropped the spoon on the floor - and had no time to pick it up - and crawled under the stove.

And the fox entered the hut, look there, look there - no Zhikharka.

“Wait,” the fox thinks, “you yourself will tell me where you are sitting.”

The fox went to the table and began sorting through the spoons:

This spoon is simple - Petina, this spoon is simple - Kotova, and this spoon is not simple - chiseled, the handle is gilded - I’ll take this one for myself.

Ay, ah, ah, don’t take it, aunty, I won’t give it to you!

There you are, Zhikharka!

The fox ran up to the stove, put its paw in the oven, pulled Zhikharka out, threw it on her back - and into the forest.

She ran home and lit the stove hot: she wanted to fry the Zhikharka and eat it. The fox took a shovel.

“Sit down,” he says, “Zhikharka.”

And Zhikharka is small and remote. He sat down on a shovel, spread out his arms and legs, and didn’t go into the stove.

“You’re not sitting like that,” says the fox. Zhikharka turned the back of his head to the stove, spread out his arms and legs - he didn’t go into the stove.

Not so, says the fox.

And you, auntie, show me, I don’t know how.

How slow-witted you are!

The fox threw Zhikharka off the shovel, jumped onto the shovel herself, curled up in a ring, hid her paws, and covered herself with her tail.

And Zhikharka pushed her into the stove and covered it with a damper, and he quickly got out of the hut and went home.

And at home the cat and the rooster are crying and sobbing:

Here is a simple spoon - a cat, here is a simple spoon - Petina, but there is no chiseled spoon, a gilded handle, and there is no our Zhikharka, and there is no our little one!..

The cat wipes away tears with its paw, Petya picks it up with its wing.

Suddenly, down the stairs - knock-knock-knock. The woman runs and shouts in a loud voice:

Here I am! And the fox was roasted in the oven!

The cat and the rooster were happy. Well, kiss Zhikharka! Well, hug Zhikharka! And now the cat, the rooster and Zhikharka live in this hut and are waiting for us to visit.

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Zhikharka - Russian folk tale

A short tale about a little man, Zhikharka, who was kidnapped by a fox and wanted to eat. But the smart Zhikharka managed to outwit the red-haired cheat...

Zhikharka read

Once upon a time in a hut there lived a cat, a rooster and a little man - Zhikharka.

The cat and the rooster went hunting, and Zhikharka did housework: he cooked dinner, set the table, and laid out spoons.

He lays it out and says:

This is a simple spoon - Kotova, this is a simple spoon - Petina, and this is not a simple one - chiseled, with a gilded handle - this Zhikharkina. I won't give it to anyone.

The fox heard that Zhikharka was the only one in charge of the hut, and she wanted to try Zhikharka’s meat.

The cat and the rooster, when they went hunting, always told Zhikharka to lock the doors. Zhikharka locked the doors.

I locked everything, and once I forgot.

Zhikharka took care of everything, cooked dinner, set the table, began laying out the spoons, and the fox was walking up the stairs - clatter, clatter, clatter.

Zhikharka got scared, jumped off the bench, dropped the spoon on the floor and crawled under the stove. And the fox entered the hut, look there, look there: there is no Zhikharka.

“Wait,” the fox thinks, “you yourself will tell me where you are sitting.”

The fox went to the table and began sorting through the spoons:

This spoon is simple - Petina, this spoon is simple - Kotova. And this spoon is not simple - it’s chiseled, the handle is gilded - I’ll take this one for myself.

Ay, ah, ah, don’t take it, aunty, I won’t give it to you!

There you are, Zhikharka!

The fox ran up to the stove, put its paw in the oven, pulled Zhikharka out, threw it on her back - and into the forest. She ran home and lit the stove hot: she wanted to fry the Zhikharka and eat it. The fox took a shovel.

“Sit down,” he says, “Zhikharka.”

And Zhikharka is small and remote. He sat down on a shovel, spread out his arms and legs, and didn’t go into the stove.

“You’re not sitting like that,” says the fox.

Zhikharka turned the back of his head to the stove, spread out his arms and legs - he didn’t go into the stove.

Not so, says the fox.

And you, auntie, show me, I don’t know how.

How slow-witted you are!

The fox threw Zhikharka off the shovel, jumped onto the shovel herself, curled up in a ring, hid her paws, and covered herself with her tail. And Zhikharka pushed her into the stove and covered it with a damper, and he quickly got out of the hut and went home.

And at home the cat and the rooster are crying and sobbing:

Here is a simple spoon - a cat, here is a simple spoon - Petina, but there is no chiseled spoon, a gilded handle, and there is no our Zhikharka, and there is no our little one!

The cat wipes away tears with its paw, Petya picks it up with its wing.

Suddenly, down the stairs - knock-knock-knock.

Here I am! And the fox was roasted in the oven!

The cat and the rooster were happy. Well, kiss Zhikharka! Well, hug Zhikharka!

And now the cat, the rooster and Zhikharka live in this hut and are waiting for us to visit.

(Illustration by A. Eliseeva)

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Once upon a time in a hut there lived a cat, a rooster and a little man - Zhikharka. The cat and the rooster went hunting, and Zhikharka was a housekeeper. I cooked dinner, set the table, and laid out the spoons. He lays it out and says:

“This simple spoon is Kotova, this simple spoon is Petina, and this not simple, chiseled, gilded handle is Zhikharkina.” I won't give it to anyone.

So the fox heard that Zhikharka was the only one in charge of the hut, and she wanted to try Zhikharka’s meat.

The cat and the rooster, when they went hunting, always told Zhikharka to lock the doors. Zhikharka locked the doors. I locked everything, and once I forgot. Zhikharka took care of everything, cooked dinner, set the table, began laying out the spoons, and said:

“This simple spoon is Kotova, this simple spoon is Petina, and this not simple, chiseled, gilded handle is Zhikharkina.” I won't give it to anyone.

I just wanted to put it on the table, and on the stairs - stomp, stomp, stomp.

The fox is coming!

Zhikharka got scared, jumped off the bench, dropped the spoon on the floor - and had no time to pick it up - and crawled under the stove. And the fox entered the hut, look there, look there - no Zhikharka.

“Wait,” the fox thinks, “you yourself will tell me where you are sitting.”

The fox went to the table and began sorting through the spoons:

- This simple spoon is Petina, this simple spoon is from a cat, and this spoon is not simple - chiseled, with a gilded handle - I’ll take this one for myself.

- Ay, ay, ay, don’t take it, auntie, I won’t give it to you!

- There you are, Zhikharka!

The fox ran up to the stove, put its paw in the oven, pulled Zhikharka out, threw it on her back - and into the forest.

She ran home and lit the stove hot: she wanted to fry the Zhikharka and eat it.

The fox took a shovel:

“Sit down,” says Zhikharka.

And Zhikharka is small and remote.

He sat down on a shovel, spread his arms and legs, and didn’t go into the stove.

“You’re not sitting like that,” says the fox.

Zhikharka turned the back of his head to the stove, spread out his arms and legs - he didn’t go into the stove.

“It’s not like that,” says the fox.

- And you, auntie, show me, I don’t know how.

- What a slow-witted person you are! — the fox threw Zhikharka off the shovel, jumped onto the shovel herself, curled up in a ring, hid her paws, and covered herself with her tail. And Zhikharka pushed her into the stove and covered her with a damper, and he quickly got out of the hut and went home.

And at home the cat and the rooster are crying and sobbing:

- Here is a simple spoon - a cat, here is a simple spoon - Petina, but there is no chiseled spoon, a gilded handle, and there is no our Zhikharka, and there is no our little one!

The cat wipes away tears with its paw, Petya picks it up with its wing.

Suddenly on the stairs - knock-knock-knock. The woman runs and shouts in a loud voice:

- Here I am! And the fox was roasted in the oven!

The cat and the rooster were happy. Well, kiss Zhikharka! Well, hug Zhikharka! And now the cat, the rooster and Zhikharka live in this hut and are waiting for us to visit.

or - there was a cat, a rooster and a little man in the hut - Zhikharka.

The cat and the rooster went hunting, and Zhikharka did housework: he cooked dinner, set the table, and laid out spoons.

He lays it out and says:

This is a simple spoon - Kotova, this is a simple spoon - Petina, and this is not a simple one - chiseled, with a gilded handle - this Zhikharkina. I won't give it to anyone.

The fox heard that Zhikharka was the only one in charge of the hut, and she wanted to try Zhikharka’s meat.

The cat and the rooster, when they went hunting, always told Zhikharka to lock the doors. Zhikharka locked the doors.

I locked everything, and once I forgot.

Zhikharka took care of everything, cooked dinner, set the table, began laying out the spoons, and the fox was walking up the stairs - clatter, clatter, clatter.

Zhikharka got scared, jumped off the bench, dropped the spoon on the floor and crawled under the stove. And the fox entered the hut, look there, look there: there is no Zhikharka.

“Wait,” the fox thinks, “you yourself will tell me where you are sitting.”

The fox went to the table and began sorting through the spoons:

This spoon is simple - Petina, this spoon is simple - Kotova. And this spoon is not simple - it’s chiseled, the handle is gilded - I’ll take this one for myself.

Ay, ah, ah, don’t take it, aunty, I won’t give it to you!

There you are, Zhikharka!

“Sit down,” he says, “Zhikharka.”

And Zhikharka is small and remote. He sat down on a shovel, spread out his arms and legs, and didn’t go into the stove.

“You’re not sitting like that,” says the fox.

Zhikharka turned the back of his head to the stove, spread out his arms and legs - he didn’t go into the stove.

Not so, says the fox.

And you, auntie, show me, I don’t know how.

How slow-witted you are!

And at home the cat and the rooster are crying and sobbing:

Here is a simple spoon - a cat, here is a simple spoon - Petina, but there is no chiseled spoon, a gilded handle, and there is no our Zhikharka, and there is no our little one!

The cat wipes away tears with its paw, Petya picks it up with its wing.

Suddenly, down the stairs - knock-knock-knock.

Here I am! And the fox was roasted in the oven!

The cat and the rooster were happy. Well, kiss Zhikharka! Well, hug Zhikharka!