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Platonov Andrey

Love for the Motherland, or the Journey of a Sparrow

Andrey Platonovich PLATONOV

LOVE OF THE MOTHERLAND, OR THE JOURNEY OF THE SPARROW

(Fairy tale incident)

The old violinist-musician loved to play at the foot of the Pushkin monument. This monument stands in Moscow, at the beginning Tverskoy Boulevard, there are poems written on it, and marble steps rise up to it on all four sides. Having climbed these steps to the pedestal itself, old musician He turned his face towards the boulevard, towards the distant Nikitsky Gate, and touched the strings of the violin with his bow. Children, passers-by, newspaper readers from the local kiosk immediately gathered at the monument - and they all fell silent in anticipation of the music, because music consoles people, it promises them happiness and a glorious life. The musician placed the case from his violin on the ground opposite the monument; it was closed, and in it lay a piece of black bread and an apple so that he could eat whenever he wanted.

Usually the old man went out to play in the evening, at the first dusk. It was more beneficial for his music to make the world quieter and darker. He did not know the troubles of his old age, because he received a pension from the state and was fed enough. But the old man was bored by the thought that he was not bringing any good to people, and so he voluntarily went to play on the boulevard. There the sounds of his violin were heard in the air, in the darkness, and at least occasionally they reached the depths human heart, touching him with a gentle and courageous force that captivated him to live a higher life, wonderful life. Some music listeners took out money to give it to the old man, but did not know where to put it: the violin case was closed, and the musician himself was high at the foot of the monument, almost next to Pushkin. Then people put ten-kopeck pieces and pennies on the lid of the case. However, the old man did not want to cover his need at the expense of the art of music; hiding the violin back in the case, he showered money from it on the ground, not paying attention to their value. He went home late, sometimes already at midnight, when people became sparse and only some random lonely person listened to his music. But the old man could play for one person and played the piece to the end until the listener left, crying in the darkness to himself. Maybe he had his own grief, now disturbed by the song of art, or maybe he felt ashamed that he was living wrong, or he simply drank wine...

IN late autumn The old man noticed that a sparrow had sat down on the case, which was lying, as usual, at a distance on the ground. The musician was surprised that this bird was not yet sleeping and, even in the darkness of the evening, was busy working for its food. True, it is now difficult to feed yourself in a day: all the trees have already fallen asleep for the winter, the insects have died, the earth in the city is bare and hungry, because the horses rarely walk and the street cleaners immediately remove the manure after them. Where do sparrows actually eat in autumn and winter? After all, the wind in the city is weak and scanty between the houses - it does not hold the sparrow when it stretches its tired wings, so the sparrow has to wave and work with them all the time.

Sparrow, having examined the entire lid of the case, did not find anything useful on it for himself. Then he moved the money coins with his legs, took the smallest bronze penny from them with his beak and flew away with it to an unknown destination. This means that he didn’t fly in for nothing - at least he took something! Let him live and care, he also needs to exist.

The next evening, the old violinist opened the case - in case that if yesterday's sparrow flew in, it could feed on the pulp of the bread that lay at the bottom of the case. However, the sparrow did not appear; he had probably eaten somewhere else, and the penny was no good for him anywhere.

The old man still patiently waited for the sparrow, and on the fourth day he saw it again. The sparrow sat down on the bread in the case without interference and began to peck at the prepared food in a businesslike manner. The musician stepped down from the monument, approached the case and quietly examined the small bird. The sparrow was disheveled, big-headed, and many of its feathers had turned grey; from time to time he looked around vigilantly in order to accurately see enemy and friend, and the musician was surprised at his calm, reasonable eyes. This sparrow must have been very old or unhappy, because he had already acquired great intelligence from grief, misfortune and longevity.

For several days the sparrow did not appear on the boulevard; Meanwhile, pure snow fell and it froze. The old man, before going to the boulevard, crumbled warm soft bread into the violin case every day. Standing at the height of the foot of the monument, playing a gentle melody, the old man constantly watched his open case, the nearby paths and the dead bushes of flowers in the summer flowerbed. The musician was waiting for the sparrow and longing for it: where does it sit now and keep warm, what does it eat in the cold snow? The lanterns around the monument to Pushkin were burning quietly and brightly; beautiful, clean people, illuminated by electricity and snow, gently passed by the monument, moving away on their important and happy business. The old man continued to play, hiding within himself a pitiful feeling of sadness for the small, diligent bird who now lived somewhere and was exhausted.

But another five days passed, and the sparrow still did not fly to visit the Pushkin monument. The old violinist still left an open case with crumbled bread for him, but the musician’s senses were already tired from anticipation, and he began to forget the sparrow. The old man had to forget a lot in his life irrevocably. And the violinist stopped crumbling the bread; it now lay in the case in one piece, and only the musician left the lid open.

In the depths of winter, around midnight, snow drift began one day. The old man played with the last thing" winter road"Schubert and was then preparing to retire. At that hour, a familiar gray-haired sparrow appeared from the middle of the wind and snow. He sat down with his thin, insignificant paws on the frosty snow; then he walked a little around the case, blown throughout his body by whirlwinds, but indifferent to them and fearless , - and flew inside the case. There the sparrow began to peck at the bread, almost burying itself in its warm flesh. He ate for a long time, probably for half an hour; the snowstorm had already almost completely covered the room of the case with snow, and the sparrow was still moving inside the snow, working on its food. This means that he knew how to eat for a long time. The old man approached the case with a violin and a bow and waited for a long time in the middle of the whirlwind for the sparrow to free the case. Finally, the sparrow got out, cleaned itself in a small snowdrift, said something briefly and ran away on foot to rest for the night. , not wanting to fly in the cold wind, so as not to waste his strength in vain.

Platonov Andrey

Love for the Motherland, or the Journey of a Sparrow

Andrey Platonovich PLATONOV

LOVE OF THE MOTHERLAND, OR THE JOURNEY OF THE SPARROW

(Fairy tale incident)

The old violinist-musician loved to play at the foot of the Pushkin monument. This monument stands in Moscow, at the beginning of Tverskoy Boulevard, poems are written on it, and marble steps rise to it on all four sides. Having climbed these steps to the pedestal itself, the old musician turned his face to the boulevard, to the distant Nikitsky Gate, and touched the strings of the violin with his bow. Children, passers-by, newspaper readers from the local kiosk immediately gathered at the monument - and they all fell silent in anticipation of the music, because music consoles people, it promises them happiness and a glorious life. The musician placed the case from his violin on the ground opposite the monument; it was closed, and in it lay a piece of black bread and an apple so that he could eat whenever he wanted.

Usually the old man went out to play in the evening, at the first dusk. It was more beneficial for his music to make the world quieter and darker. He did not know the troubles of his old age, because he received a pension from the state and was fed enough. But the old man was bored by the thought that he was not bringing any good to people, and so he voluntarily went to play on the boulevard. There, the sounds of his violin were heard in the air, in the darkness, and at least occasionally they reached the depths of the human heart, touching him with a gentle and courageous force that captivated him to live a higher, beautiful life. Some music listeners took out money to give it to the old man, but did not know where to put it: the violin case was closed, and the musician himself was high at the foot of the monument, almost next to Pushkin. Then people put ten-kopeck pieces and pennies on the lid of the case. However, the old man did not want to cover his need at the expense of the art of music; hiding the violin back in the case, he showered money from it on the ground, not paying attention to their value. He went home late, sometimes already at midnight, when people became sparse and only some random lonely person listened to his music. But the old man could play for one person and played the piece to the end until the listener left, crying in the darkness to himself. Maybe he had his own grief, now disturbed by the song of art, or maybe he felt ashamed that he was living wrong, or he simply drank wine...

In late autumn, the old man noticed that a sparrow had sat on the case, lying, as usual, at a distance on the ground. The musician was surprised that this bird was not yet sleeping and, even in the darkness of the evening, was busy working for its food. True, it is now difficult to feed yourself in a day: all the trees have already fallen asleep for the winter, the insects have died, the earth in the city is bare and hungry, because horses rarely walk and street cleaners immediately remove the manure after them. Where do sparrows actually eat in autumn and winter? After all, the wind in the city is weak and scanty between the houses - it does not hold the sparrow when it stretches its tired wings, so the sparrow has to wave and work with them all the time.

In the depths of winter, around midnight, snow drift began one day. The old man played the last piece of Schubert's "Winter Road" and then planned to retire. At that hour, a familiar gray-haired sparrow appeared from the middle of the wind and snow. He sat down with his thin, insignificant paws on the frosty snow; then he walked around the case a little, blown throughout his body by whirlwinds, but indifferent to them and fearless, and flew inside the case. There the sparrow began to peck at the bread, almost burying itself in its warm pulp. He ate for a long time, probably as much as half an hour; The blizzard had already almost completely covered the inside of the case with snow, and the sparrow was still moving inside the snow, working on its food. This means he knew how to eat for a long time. The old man approached the case with the violin and bow and waited for a long time in the midst of the whirlwind for the sparrow to free the case. Finally, the sparrow got out, brushed itself in a small snowdrift, said something briefly, and ran away on foot to its lodgings for the night, not wanting to fly in the cold wind, so as not to waste its strength.

The next evening the same sparrow again arrived at the Pushkin monument; he immediately sank into the case and began pecking at the finished bread. The old man looked at him from the height of the foot of the monument, played music on the violin from there and felt good in his heart. That evening the weather was calm, as if tired after yesterday's acrid snowdrift. Having eaten, the sparrow flew high out of the case and muttered a small song in the air...

It was not light for a long time in the morning. Waking up in his room, the retired musician heard the singing of a blizzard outside the window. Frosty, hard snow rushed down the alley and blocked out the daylight. Even at night, in the darkness, frozen forests and flowers of an unknown woman lay on the window glass. magical land. The old man began to admire this inspired play of nature, as if nature was also yearning for better happiness, like man and music.

You won’t have to go play on Tverskoy Boulevard today. Today the storm is singing, and the sounds of the violin will be too weak. Nevertheless, in the evening the old man put on his coat, tied a shawl around his head and neck, crumbled some bread into his pocket and went outside. With difficulty, suffocating from the hardened cold and wind, the musician walked along his lane to Tverskoy Boulevard. The icy branches of the trees on the boulevard creaked desertedly, and the monument itself rustled sadly from the flying snow rubbing against it. The old man wanted to put the bread lumps on the steps of the monument, but he saw that it was useless: the storm would immediately carry away the bread, and the snow would cover it. All the same, the musician left his bread on the step and saw it disappear in the darkness of the storm.

In the evening the musician sat at home alone; he played his violin, but there was no one to listen to him, and the melody sounded bad in the emptiness of the room, it touched only one single soul of the violinist, and this was not enough, or his soul became poor from old age. He stopped playing. There was a torrent of hurricane flowing outside - things were probably worse for the sparrows now. The old man went to the window and listened to the force of the storm through the frozen glass. Is the gray-haired sparrow even now not afraid to fly to the Pushkin monument to eat bread from the case?

The gray-haired sparrow was not afraid of the snow hurricane. Only he did not fly to Tverskoy Boulevard, but walked, because it was a little quieter below and he could take cover behind the local snowdrifts and various passing objects.

Sparrow carefully examined the entire surrounding area around the Pushkin monument and even rummaged with his feet in the snow, where an open case of bread usually stood. Several times he tried to fly upwind from the bare, wind-blown steps of the monument to see if the hurricane had brought any crumbs or old grains there; they could be caught and swallowed. However, the storm immediately took the sparrow as soon as it came off the snow and carried it away until it hit a tree trunk or a tram mast, and then the sparrow quickly fell and buried itself in the snow to warm up and rest. Soon the sparrow stopped hoping for food. He raked a hole deeper in the snow, curled up in it and dozed off: just so that he would not freeze and die, and the storm would someday end. Still, the sparrow slept carefully, sensitively, monitoring the effect of the hurricane in its sleep. In the middle of sleep and night, the sparrow noticed that the snowy mound in which he was sleeping crawled along with him, and then all the snow around him collapsed, dissipated, and the sparrow was left alone in the hurricane.

Lesson summary literary reading in 4th grade

on the topic: A.P. Platonov “Love for the Motherland, or the Journey of a Sparrow”

Lesson objectives.

Familiarization with the content of A.P. Platonov’s work “Love for the Motherland or the Journey of a Sparrow” and the music of great composers.

Development of analytical thinking skills.

Formation of a child’s spiritual culture and aesthetic taste.

Upbringing emotional sphere students, increasing interest in literature and music.

Instill a sense of compassion, understanding, love for the Motherland, mercy, love for all living things, the ability to give good.

Learning to hear and listen to music.

Equipment: multimedia projector, presentation, portrait of a writer, music

During the classes.

Hurry up to do good deeds...

1. Five minutes of reading.

About myself;

Fast pace;

At the usual pace.

2. Updating knowledge.

At home you became acquainted with the work “Love for the Motherland, or the Journey of a Sparrow.” Who is the author of this work? (portrait - presentation )

Biography Dasha will tell us about this writer.

Andrei Platonovich Platonov was born in Voronezh on September 1, 1899. The surname Platonov is a pseudonym formed on behalf of his father in 1920. Real name –Klimentov.
Platonov was born in Voronezh, in the family of a mechanic at railway workshops. From an early age I knew poverty and misery. Platonov's father worked as a locomotive driver and then as a mechanic on the railway.
As the writer recalls, he “only slept at home, and in the morning he woke up before everyone else, took a crust of bread and left.” The mother was doing housework.
The boy studied at a parochial school, then at a city school.
At the age of 13 he began to work, working at the Voronezh Steam Locomotive Repair Plant. He studies at a railway technical school, serves in the army (drafted in 1919) and works as an assistant driver and electrical engineer.
In the years civil war and during the Great Patriotic War he was at the front as a war correspondent.
In 1944, Platonov returned from the front seriously ill, but continued to work, because since 1927 he had been a professional writer. In the 50s he wrote a lot, and his books were published. Platonov works in different genres: poems, stories, novellas, fairy tales. In his works he raises eternal questions: about the meaning human life, reflects on the place of man in the world, addresses the soul of an individual person and the entire world order.

State the writer's first and middle name. What from his biography do you remember?

His works are also studied at school: “Nikita”, “Still Mom”, “ Unknown flower", "Cow", "Yushka", etc.

3.Work on the work. Work in groups.

"Love for the Motherland, or the Journey of a Sparrow."

Who main character? How do you imagine a musician?

How did you understand what this story was about? (About life. About the life of a violinist, an old musician.)

What is life? How does a musician understand it? Today we will try to figure it out with you...

1 group

- Why did the violinist go to play on Tverskoy Boulevard every evening? ( Answer in your own words, then in sentences from the text p.136)

The old man was bored by the thought that he was not bringing any good to people, and so he voluntarily went to play on the boulevard. There, the sounds of his violin were heard in the air; in the darkness, at least occasionally they reached the depths of the human heart, touching him with a gentle and courageous force that captivated him to live the highest beautiful life.

The violinist wanted to give good things to people because he had been doing this all his life and could not get used to the idea of his uselessness. Besides, he would have been alone, but among the passers-by on Tverskoy Boulevard he felt more comfortable and warmer than in empty apartment: people gathered around him, and he felt lighter and happier.

- Why do you think the violinist loved to play at the Pushkin monument?
Perhaps the very figure of the poet, and his poems written on the pedestal, inspired the old musician to awaken in people good feelings with your gentle music.

(Solo for violin is included " Eternal love"), monument to Pushkin.

Let's try to paint an oral word picture.

Dusk descends on the boulevard, making everything thoughtful and quiet. The air is filled with the gentle and disturbing sounds of an old musician’s violin. He stands on the marble steps of the monument and, forgetting about everything, plays for the people gathered around. His face is illuminated by some kind of inner light of kindness, his eyes are half-closed.
And the music flows, taking everyone into a wonderful, happy world. Both the musician and the people around him are happy.
A musician brings happiness.

Have you imagined this picture?

- Why did the old man never take money for his work?
He played not for money, but simply for people. He unselfishly gave people his warmth. It was enough for him that they listened to him with tears in their eyes. Therefore, the musician never opened the lid of the violin case until a gray-haired sparrow sat on it.

What is life?

(The ability to love unselfishly, selflessness).

2nd group

- What feeling did the sparrow evoke in the old musician? (presentation)
The musician was surprised that this bird was not yet sleeping and, even in the darkness of the evening, was busy working for its food. He thought about the difficult fate of the sparrow. He felt sorry for the little bird.

What is life?

He felt compassion and empathy.

- Why did the musician become so attached to the sparrow?
The old man felt something related in him: old age, loneliness, homelessness. He realized that the bird needed care and love, and joyfully began to give it this feeling.

- How did the violinist feel when he watched the sparrow peck at the bread? (answer with a sentence of text p. 141)

He was sad when the sparrow did not come and “felt good in his heart” when he pecked at the bread inside the case.

What is life?

(The ability to give good).

3 group

- One day, after a terrible blizzard, the sparrow disappeared. What happened to him? Tell me.
The snowy mound in which he slept crawled along with him, and then all the snow around him collapsed, and the sparrow was left alone in the hurricane. The sparrow was carried away by a whirlwind to a distant southern country, which can be compared to paradise.

- How the country is described eternal summer, which the sparrow fell into? (find the passage in the text p. 144)
“There was a lot of food here, unknown and invisible birds sang long musical songs.”

- Why is the sparrow yearning in this country?
Sparrow yearned for the familiar sourness of simple black bread.

What is the name of the story?
Love to motherland.

What is life?

(Love to motherland)

You have worked in groups, take your seats.

A miracle, truly fabulous, occurs: the sparrow, having made a second trip to its homeland, ends up in the house of an old musician and comes to life, warmed by the warmth of his heart.
And then he dies.
- Why does a fairy-tale incident - contrary to fairy-tale tradition - end tragically?
How would you answer this question?

No, the death of the sparrow is by no means accidental. Sparrow is one of those who are used to taking everything they need from life. He is deprived of the ability to work, love, give, sacrifice for others. It is thanks to these qualities that the miracle of life becomes possible.

How did you understand what life is?

(The ability to love selflessly).

(The ability to sympathize, empathize.)

(The ability to give good).

(Love to motherland)

Our streets, boulevards and houses are still full of lonely elderly people. They need care and warmth, and sometimes just a sympathetic look and kind word. Do not spare the warmth of your soul.

Hurry up to do good deeds...

Reserve. Notebook p.68.

4. Homework.
Write an essay – miniature:
What does the story make you think about?

5. Reflection.

6. Grades for the lesson.

Literary reading lesson notes.

4th grade

Topic: A.P. Platonov “Love for the Motherland, or the Journey of a Sparrow”

The purpose of the lesson : the formation of a child’s spiritual culture, his aesthetic taste through the analysis of A. Platonov’s fairy tale “Love for the Motherland or the Journey of a Sparrow.”

Metasubject UUD:

Cognitive:

Establishing cause-and-effect relationships,

Proposing hypotheses and their substantiation.

Search and selection of necessary information;

Determination of primary and secondary information;

Regulatory:

- control in the form of comparing the method of action and its result with a given standard in order to detect deviations and differences from the standard;

- correction – making the necessary additions and adjustments to the plan and method of action in the event of a discrepancy between the standard, the actual action and its product;

- grade - highlighting and awareness by students of what has already been learned and what still needs to be learned, awareness of the quality and level of assimilation.

Communicative:

Questioning – proactive cooperation in searching and collecting information;

Conflict resolution - identification, problem identification, search and assessment alternative ways conflict resolution, decision making and its implementation;

Managing the partner’s behavior – monitoring, correction, evaluation of the partner’s actions;

The ability to listen and hear a partner, coordinate points of view and positions

Equipment: A4 sheets, felt-tip pens, the song “Where the Motherland Begins,” cards for groups, presentation.

Work organization

During the classes:

Call stage .

The topic is written on the board, and a template for the cluster is made.

1. Organizational moment.

2. Introduction to the topic.

Listen to a piece of music. Determine its theme (about the Motherland, about love for the Motherland)

Composers, artists, poets and writers wrote about Love for the Motherland. What are the names of the poets whose theme of poems is love for the Motherland (Rubtsov, Bunin, Blok, Balmont, Fet, Nekrasov, Pushkin).

Love for the Motherland is multifaceted. Poets and writers show us this feeling by revealing to us episodes from their lives or the lives of their characters. This is what Andrei Platonov did, for example.

Open the textbook on p. 136. Let's clarify:

Title of the work.

Genre of the work.

Is it a literary or folk tale? Explain your answer.

Who is the main character of the fairy tale? (old violinist-musician)

What is the fairy tale about? (about the life of an old violinist)

We will devote the lesson to finding an answer to the question: What, according to Platonov, includes the concept of “life”.

Reception "Cluster". Form of work: group.

1) Organization of independent work.

Discuss what the concept of “life” includes.

Write a word or phrase on a strip of paper with a felt-tip pen. The number of filled bars is determined by the group.

It takes 2-3 minutes to complete the task.

2) Organization of exchange of opinions.

Listen to one group's answer. Then using keywords, representatives of the remaining groups answer one after another:

"We agree..

We would like to add...

We would like to clarify...)

Understanding the content

Now we begin to study the fabulous incident described by Platonov.

"Reading with stops" technique

Form of work: group.

1 stop “A musician’s acquaintance with a sparrow”

She in: Why did the violinist love Tverskoy Boulevard?

( The boulevard is located in the very center of Moscow, it is surrounded by high buildings, people are rushing through the streets. And ours looks at all this from above great poet A.S. Pushkin, thoughtful and a little sad. It is the love for Moscow, for the Motherland that makes the violinist go to Tverskoy Boulevard.
- Why do you think the violinist loved to play at the Pushkin monument?
Perhaps the very figure of the poet and his poems written on the pedestal inspired the old musician to awaken good feelings in people with his gentle music).
HF: Why did the violinist go to play the violin at the Pushkin monument?

(The old man suffered from the thought that he was not bringing people any good, and therefore he voluntarily went to play on the boulevard. There, the sounds of his violin were heard in the air, in the darkness, at least occasionally they reached the depths of the human heart, touching him with a gentle and courageous force that captivated life the highest beautiful life. The violinist wanted to give good things to people, because he had been doing this all his life and could not get used to the thought of his uselessness. Moreover, he would be alone, and among the passersby of Tverskoy Boulevard he felt more comfortable and warmer than in the empty apartment around him. people gathered, and he felt lighter and happier).

What's the new ingredient in the formula for life?

(the ability to give good, bring happiness to people)

HF: What did the musician do with the money that music listeners put on the violin case?

She in: Why didn't the old man take money for his work?

(He played not for money, but simply for people. He unselfishly gave people his warmth. It was enough for him that they listened to him with tears in their eyes. Therefore, the musician never opened the lid of the violin case until a gray-haired sparrow sat on it ).

What's the new ingredient in the formula for life?

(The ability to love unselfishly, selflessness).
HF: How did the sparrow and the old musician meet?

She in: What feeling did the sparrow evoke in the old musician? Why?

(The musician was surprised that this bird was not yet sleeping and, even in the darkness of the evening, was busy working for its food. He thought about the difficult fate of the sparrow. He felt sorry for the little bird. He felt compassion and empathy).
HF: How did the violinist prepare for the meeting with the sparrow the next day?

She in: Why did the musician become attached to the sparrow?

(The old man felt something related in him: old age, loneliness, homelessness. He realized that the bird needed care and love, and joyfully began to give it this feeling. He was sad when the sparrow did not fly and “felt good in his heart " as he pecked at the bread inside the case

The ability to sympathize, sympathize

Mercy

The ability to love unselfishly.

The ability to give good.

Stop 2 “Sparrow in Paradise”

HF: Description of the land of eternal summer.

She in: Why is the sparrow sad (in a paradise country)?

(Sparrow yearned for the familiar sourness of simple black bread. Lack of friends and relatives)

HF:

She in: Why did the sparrow settle on the bank of the stream?

(He chose the bank of a stream, covered with small stones. This place reminded him of his homeland).
She in: Who did he choose as his friends? Why?

HF: Description of the sparrow's permanent residence.

HF: What did the sparrow dream about in the paradise country?

She in: Why did the sparrow move to the bare rock?

(He hoped that someday a storm would come and it would tear him, sleeping, off the rock and take him back home to Tverskoy Boulevard).

What are the new components of the formula of life?

Love to motherland

A sense of kinship, roots.

Stop 3 “The Musician and the Turtle”

HF: Why did the musician buy the turtle?

She in: Why, living with a turtle, did the violinist rarely go to the Pushkin monument?

HF: Why did the musician remember the sparrow and feel sorry for him?

She in: Did the turtle understand music?

Stop 4 “Sparrow and the Hurricane”

She in: Was the sparrow happy with life in a hurricane? Explain your answer.

HF: How did a sparrow get food in a hurricane?

She in: What did the sparrow miss in the hurricane?

HF: Why was the sparrow afraid that the wind would stop blowing?

5 stop " New meeting the old violinist and the sparrow"

What is the name of the fairy tale?

Who made the trip?

Where did the sparrow travel?

(to a foreign land and back to the Motherland)

A miracle happens: a sparrow ends up in the house of an old musician and comes to life. Why was the sparrow able to come to life?

(warmed by the warmth of the body, soul)

Why fabulous trip ends tragically?

Possible answer:

Sparrow is one of those who are accustomed to clearly taking what they need from life. So, the sparrow is deprived of life-giving principles, which, according to Platonov, are labor, the ability and willingness to love and give. It is thanks to them that the miracle of life becomes possible.

Sparrow was not unable to bear the separation from his homeland.

Reflection

Form of work: frontal.

"Brain attack" technique.

Frontally, orally.

What is the name of Platonov's work?

Does the fairytale incident relate only to the sparrow?

(No. The title refers to both main characters: the little gray bird and the old musician).

What unites two souls who met on Tverskoy Boulevard? (love to motherland)

How does each of them love their homeland? To answer, you can use this hint:

Consciously/unconsciously, the Motherland is associated with/wants to bring.

Possible answer:

The first loves his land unconsciously, associating it with Tverskoy Boulevard and black bread, but without these two components there is no life for him. Even the tabernacles of paradise do not overshadow them.
The second (the musician) loves his homeland consciously and wants to bring good to its people, even when no one demands this from him, but his soul asks for active good for everyone who needs it.

What is life, according to Platonov? Evaluate the scheme and determine whether it needs adjustment. If you need to supplement the diagram, use strips of paper.

Each group names one component of the “formula of life.” We move along the scheme clockwise.

I agree with you guys that life is llove for the people around you, the ability to compassion, empathy, work for the benefit of people and yourself, the ability to overcome various circumstances, love for the homeland, mercy.

A fairy tale is a lie, but there is a hint in it. What is the author calling us to?

Possible answer:

Our streets and boulevards are still full of lonely old people. They need care and warmth, and sometimes just a sympathetic look and a kind word. Do not spare the warmth of your soul.
“Doing good things for people means making yourself better.”
“Hurry to do good deeds” - A.Ya. Yashin.

"Brain attack" technique.

Frontally, orally.

Which homework maybe based on the work of Andrei Platonov?

Drawing up a plan for a fairy tale.

Retelling (brief, creative, selective)

Sinkwine.

Compose a crossword or test.

Come up with a continuation of the fairy tale.

Draw an illustration for a fairy tale and sign it with lines from the fairy tale.

Selection of proverbs. Explanation of your choice.

Select one or more tasks from those proposed and complete it (them) by the next lesson.

The lesson is over.

Thank you for your work. I wish you success in your next lesson.

Cluster option.

Internet resources:

“The old violinist-musician loved to play at the foot of the Pushkin monument. This monument stands in Moscow, at the beginning of Tverskoy Boulevard, poems are written on it, and marble steps rise to it on all four sides. Having climbed these steps to the pedestal itself, the old musician turned his face to the boulevard, to the distant Nikitsky Gate, and touched the strings of the violin with his bow. Children, passers-by, newspaper readers from the local kiosk immediately gathered at the monument - and they all fell silent in anticipation of the music, because music consoles people, it promises them happiness and a glorious life. The musician placed the case from his violin on the ground opposite the monument, it was closed, and in it lay a piece of black bread and an apple so that he could eat whenever he wanted...”

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The given introductory fragment of the book Love for the Motherland, or the Journey of a Sparrow (A. P. Platonov) provided by our book partner - the company liters.

Usually the old man went out to play in the evening, at the first dusk. It was more beneficial for his music to make the world quieter and darker. He did not know the troubles of his old age, because he received a pension from the state and was fed enough. But the old man was bored by the thought that he was not bringing any good to people, and so he voluntarily went to play on the boulevard. There, the sounds of his violin were heard in the air, in the darkness, and at least occasionally they reached the depths of the human heart, touching him with a gentle and courageous force that captivated him to live a higher, beautiful life. Some music listeners took out money to give it to the old man, but did not know where to put it: the violin case was closed, and the musician himself was high at the foot of the monument, almost next to Pushkin. Then people put ten-kopeck pieces and pennies on the lid of the case. However, the old man did not want to cover his need at the expense of the art of music; hiding the violin back in the case, he showered money from it on the ground, not paying attention to their value. He went home late, sometimes already at midnight, when people became sparse and only some random lonely person listened to his music. But the old man could play for one person and played the piece to the end until the listener left, crying in the darkness to himself. Maybe he had his own grief, now disturbed by the song of art, or maybe he felt ashamed that he was living wrong, or he simply drank wine...

In late autumn, the old man noticed that a sparrow had sat on the case, lying, as usual, at a distance on the ground. The musician was surprised that this bird was not yet sleeping and, even in the darkness of the evening, was busy working for its food. True, it is now difficult to feed yourself in a day: all the trees have already fallen asleep for the winter, the insects have died, the earth in the city is bare and hungry, because the horses rarely walk and the street cleaners immediately remove the manure after them. Where do sparrows actually eat in autumn and winter? After all, the wind in the city is weak and scanty between the houses - it does not hold the sparrow when it stretches its tired wings, so the sparrow has to wave and work with them all the time.

Sparrow, having examined the entire lid of the case, did not find anything useful on it for himself. Then he moved the money coins with his legs, took the smallest bronze penny from them with his beak and flew away with it to an unknown destination. So, it was not for nothing that he flew in - at least he took something! Let him live and care, he also needs to exist.

End of introductory fragment.