Разработка мероприятия ко Дню Республики

                 Тема:  Мой  красочный, волшебный край!

Цель: воспитывать  чувства патриотизма, любви и уважения к Родине.

Задачи:

-  Развитие познавательного интереса учащихся к истории страны.

– Повышение интеллектуального уровня учащихся.                                                                                                                       –Воспитание осознания причастности к судьбе своей страны, патриотизма и ответственности.                                                                                     

   Оборудование: Интерактивная доска, слайды с видами природы Казахстана, городов Костаная,  Рудного, Астаны, Байтерек.

Эпиграф:  « Не спрашивай, что страна может сделать для вас ,                                                                                                                                        а спрашивайте что вы можете сделать для страны.»

                                                          Джон Кеннеди.

  Ход    мероприятия:                                                                                                                                                                                1 ведущий:

-Добрый день, уважаемые участники семинара!  Мы  рады приветствовать вас на нашем мероприятии  «Мой красочный , волшебный  край .»                                                                                                                2 ведущий:                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             О Казахстан! Родина  моя!                                                                                                                                                                              Смотрю на степи и не вижу им конца,                                                                                                                                                   Любуюсь я красотами природы,                                                                                                                                                      И нет на Родине моей плохой погоды.                                                                                                                                              Как ты прекрасен, Казахстан, весной:                                                                                                                                                                                                     Цветущие сады и степи                                                                                                                                                                            Покрыты и луга травой                                                                                                                                                                                                  И блеск на талом снеге!                                                                                                                                                                 1 в:  О, Казахстан, как ты велик!                                                                                                                                                                                                                      Люблю тебя за твой могучий лик,                                                                                                                                                                   За степи, горы, реки и моря,                                                                                                                                                                                     За то, что ты Родина моя!                                                                                                                                                                                                         

 В исполнении  ученика  «өз елім.»                                                                                                       

2в: Беспредельна ширь, небо, птичий полет,                                                                                                                                                       Здесь домбра зазвенит и душа запоет.                                                                                                                                                Степь моя, дом родной, золотые края...                                                                                                                                                                     Гордость рук золотых – золотая струна.                                                                                                                                                           

Танец в исполнении учениц 10 класса

  «Девки по саду ходили.»                                                                                                          

1в: Родина... это слово знакомо и дорого каждому человеку. И для каждого она имеет свой смысл, свое значение.  Вот как об этом говорит в своем стихотворении костанайский поэт Петр Черныш.                                                         

Что такое Родина?                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Все что сердцем пройдено:                                                                                                                                                                                             Отчая сторонка, братья и сестренка,                                                                                                                                                                                               Памяти следы, счастья и беды,                                                                                                                                                                                             Вечный зов полей, стаи журавлей,                                                                                                                                                                       Неба голубень, от березок тень,                                                                                                                                                                      Долы и леса, на траве роса...                                                                                                                                                                                                                    

Стихотворение о Родине в исполнении учеников 3 класса.                                                                                            

-Слышишь песенку ручья?                                                                                                                                                  -Это Родина твоя.                                                                                                                                                                           –Слышишь голос соловья?                                                                                                                                                                                                                 -Это Родина твоя.                                                                                                                                                                                           –Школа, где твои друзья,-                                                                                                                                                                                     -Это Родина твоя.                                                                                                                                                                                                         –Руки матери твоей,                                                                                                                                                                                             Звон дождей и шум ветвей,                                                                                                                                                                     -И в саду смородина                                                                                                                                                                                    Это тоже Родина!                                                                                                                                                                                            

1в: Да, конечно, Родина,-                                                                                                                                                                                                                                Это место, где мы родились, где живем, это дома, леса, поля, которые окружают нас.                                                       

Для вас выступают девочки 8 класса, куй Курмангазы «Балбырауын.»                                                                                                                                

2в: - Много лет живут в одной дружной  семье казахи, русские, украинцы. Эта дружба помогла пережить суровые времена.                                                                                                                                                                    

1в: Пусть на твоей земле                                                                                                                                                                           Мой Казахстан прекрасный                                                                                                                                                                      Смеются дети и цветут сады                                                                                                                                                            Не будет тесно людям разных наций.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  

Танец «Байга» в исполнении учениц 10 класса.                                                                                                                                                                                       

2в: Мы, молодое поколение – будущее Казахстана. Нам его строить и беречь, нам     укреплять мир и дружбу между народами.                                                                                                                                                                    

1в: Моя Родина – это просторы степные                                                                                                                            На которых пасутся     стада                                                                                                                                                                                                         Это реки, озера, пруды голубые                                                                                                                                              Близ которых растут города                                                                                                                                                                   Это море улыбок на лицах людей                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  Это мудрость в глазах стариков                                                                                                                                                            Это смех и веселье наших детей                                                                                                                                                                       Это везде царящая любовь!                                                                                                                                                                                                                 

На сцену приглашаются ученики 6

 класса с песней « Туған жерім».                                                                                                                                                            

2в: Города растут в степи                                                                                                                                               Юная столица                                                                                                                                                                                                  Байтерек пронзает небо                                                                                                                                               Илетит как птица.                                                                                                                                                                                                                        

1в:Вместе со страной растем                                                                                                                                       Дружим и мечтаем                                                                                                                                                                             Языки народов мира                                                                                                                                                          В школе изучаем                                                                                                                                                                                   Мы хотим, чтоб наша дружба                                                                                                                                                Еще крепче стала                                                                                                                                                                В 21 век шагнула юность Казахстана!                                                                                                                                          

На этом наш концерт окончен. Спасибо за внимание.                                                                                               

Рефлексия                                                                                                                                                                     - Все проблемы решаемы, надо только приложить     волю, желание и труд. Будущее в ваших руках.Президент РК тоже возлагает на молодежь большие надежды, уделяет огромное внимание образованию.