Ecological fairy tale about water “Rain and Dewdrop” for children 6

Ecological fairy tale about water “Rain and Dewdrop” for children 6 - 10 years old

Author's ecological fairy tale about water “Rain and Dewdrop” for older preschoolers and younger schoolchildren

Dear Colleagues! I bring to your attention the author’s environmental fairy tale from the series “Irina’s Tales”, which can be used as language material in classes on ecology and familiarization with the outside world; for dramatization and for family reading. The publication may be useful for preschool teachers and primary school teachers; environmental educators, creative parents. Author: Lyubov Vladimirovna Lychangina, teacher of the MBDOU “TsRR d-s “Thumbelina”, municipal district of Aldan, RS (Y) Goal: to form environmental awareness and culture through familiarity with a literary work - a fairy tale. Objectives: to give an idea of the water cycle in nature, to introduce the conditions of water, types of precipitation;
introduce environmental issues through specific visual images; cultivate compassion for the natural world, responsibility for the future of the planet. "Rain and Dewdrop"

It was a long time ago. The planet in those days was empty and deserted. And she was completely dry and lifeless. It’s good that sunlight already existed then. It filled the entire space and was dazzlingly beautiful. And then the first Droplet appeared in the world. She was very pretty and looked at the world with wide, amazed eyes. “Oh, what a blue sky all around!” the Droplet exclaimed in delight and flew down to Earth. But she did not break, falling on the dry surface of the planet, but remained lying there and marveling at what was happening. Droplet raised her eyes to the sky and was surprised. Many droplets, just like herself, were approaching her. This was the very first Universal rain.

Soon the stream of droplets turned into a real river. And looking at the solid blue canvas, it was very difficult to imagine that it consists of tiny drops, the same as that very first Droplet on Earth. Suddenly the sun warmed up. Suddenly Droplet felt some kind of lightness, weightlessness. “What is wrong with me? There are no wings, but I’m flying,” thought the Droplet, and she really flew into the sky, because she became a particle of steam. The droplet fell into a big cloud. Around her there were many girlfriends, just like her - former droplets of water, who also turned into steam. There, high in the sky, in a huge cloud, it was quite cold. And that is why the Droplet again became itself - a particle of water, gained weight and, together with other droplets, began to fall to the ground as new rain! So this Droplet received the name Dozhdinka. A great many times Dozhdinka made her journey in a circle. And she really liked it! But one day, many, many years later, this happened. As usual, Rain flew from the clouds into the river. She looked around as usual. But what is it? Why did all her rainy friends, and she herself, acquire a suspicious grayish-purple hue?

Of course, Dozhdinka could not know that next to her favorite river, Man, the owner of the Planet, built a factory for the production of matches. On this day, the filters on the exhaust pipes broke, and the factory owners had not yet installed new protection against harmful substances. The harmful smoke from the chimneys went straight into the atmosphere and hit the very cloud from which Dozhdinka was flying. Oh God! As a result, the rain falling on the ground turned out to be poisonous! I must tell you, Dear Reader, that right under the place where the ominous cloud was located, there grew a luxurious garden, the gardener of which was Senya the Gnome. And it was on this early morning that a beautiful Rose bloomed in Senya’s garden.

She opened her lovely petals towards the mysterious world. But what is this? Drops of harmful acid rain spilled right onto the flowerbed where this most delicate flower grew. The rosette immediately lost both its colors and aroma; it’s good that it wasn’t covered in holes from burns and didn’t die at all.

"What to do?!" - Senya exclaimed in horror. “Rosochka urgently needs help!”

He immediately brought a full bucket of ash to the flowerbed where the injured Rose bloomed to neutralize the soil, neutralizing the acid. For the earth, this, of course, was salvation, but unfortunate Rose, she was in danger of quickly withering! She needed to be healed immediately with living water. The gnome Senya rushed to his friend the sorceress - the Pink Fairy, who lived next door.

“Pink Fairy, help me! - Senya begged - I know that you have been friends with a droplet named Rosinka for a long time. Maybe she will be able to save my sick Rose?!” The dewdrop appeared in the garden only in the mornings, always fresh and crystal clear. This morning she was frolicking in a clearing not far from the Pink Fairy’s house. The fairy began to ask her for help: - Dear Rosinka! A misfortune has happened, and Rosette will die if you and your sisters do not wash away the remnants of the harmful rain from her!

Dewdrop called all her dewdrop sisters for help, and together they repaired the damage caused by the rain, washing every petal, leaf, and even stem of the Rose. And the garden dweller became even more beautiful than before! And you can’t even imagine how happy Senya the Dwarf and the Pink Fairy were! So two very similar droplets - Dozhdinka and Rosinka - turned out to be so different... But it was not at all Dozhdinka’s fault that she almost became the culprit of the disaster... A lot of time passed before Dozhdinka, having passed through the soil and cleansed itself, again fell into its favorite river to continue making new interesting journeys. And Rosinka still lives in the garden, where the Rose she healed blooms and smells fragrant.

Questions about the content: -What precipitation are we talking about in the fairy tale? -What other types of precipitation do you know? -How did Dozhdinka travel? -Is she to blame for almost causing Rose’s death? -What is acid rain? -What does this fairy tale warn us about? -Tell us about the rules of behavior in the forest and on reservoirs.

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A fairy tale about the world around us, grade 2 “The Journey of a Droplet”

Once upon a time there was a drop of water on a small dark cloud. And she had a lot of girlfriends. They laughed and chatted merrily, admired the blue sky, and felt good together. But from time to time the girlfriends flew away somewhere. No matter how Droplet asked them to tell them where they were flying, she always heard in response that she was still little, would grow up, and would go on a trip herself.

Day by day the cloud became bigger and bigger. And then one spring morning, Droplet discovered that all her friends had disappeared. She grieved for a long time, and to somehow entertain herself, she sat on the edge of the cloud and looked down. Downstairs everything was very small, but beautiful. She really wanted to go there.

And then, one hot day, when the droplet was admiring the beautiful view, suddenly something amazing and incredible happened. A strong wind blew, something rattled, sparkled, and the droplet felt how quickly it began to fall down. She was a little scared, but very interested. Approaching the ground, Droplet noticed that it had not rained in these parts for a long time. And then, finally, she reached the ground. She had a magnificent view. Droplet walked slowly along the path, trying to remember all the beauty around her. After the rain, puddles formed at the edge of the forest, and small streams ran along the path, trying to reach the nearest river. The droplet understood that she needed to follow the stream.

Very soon she came to the river. It was so familiar to her and new at the same time. The droplet rushed into the river with joy and saw her friends there, happily playing with the sun's rays. Joy filled her.

The river rushed cheerfully and quickly down the slopes. There was a lot of interesting stuff at her drinking party. But finally, the river met the big sea. And in the sea there are millions of drops. She was afraid that she might get lost. The drops of water in the sea turned out to be very salty, but this did not upset Droplet, because a surprisingly huge, fabulous underwater world opened up for her.

All summer, the droplet enjoyed the warm rays of the sun and the wafting aroma of coastal flowers. The sun rose higher and higher and became hotter. It became hot that even at night, when the sun went to bed and removed its hot rays, the water did not cool down. The droplet understood that something new and interesting was about to happen. And now our Droplet in the form of a small foggy cloud rises higher and higher to the sky. Rising up, she saw her cloud, where she and her friends were chatting happily together.

Only now Droplet began to understand what kind of journey her older friends were talking about then. The droplet settled on the cloud again. Now she was sure that after a while, when all her friends got together, they would go on a new, no less exciting journey.

Read the tale of living and dead water to children

Read the tale of living and dead water to children.
In a certain kingdom in a certain land there lived a king; The king had three sons, two wicked, and the third simple. The king somehow dreamed that in the thirtieth kingdom, outside the ninth century, there was a beautiful girl from whose hands and feet water flowed, whoever drank this water became thirty years younger. The king was very old. He called his sons and advisors and asked: “Can anyone explain my dream?”

The counselors answered the king: “We have not seen or heard of such a beautiful girl, and we don’t know how to go to her.”

Now the eldest son, Dmitry Tsarevich, spoke: “Father, give me your blessing to go in all four directions, look at people, show myself, look for this beautiful maiden.”

The king gave his parental blessing. “Take,” he said, “value as much as you want, and all types of troops as much as necessary.”

Dmitry Tsarevich took one hundred thousand people and set off on a journey. He rode for a day, he rode for a week, he rode for a month, and two and three months. No matter who he asked, no one knew about the beautiful maiden, and he came to such deserted places that there was only heaven and earth. He called his horse, and behold, in front of him was a high mountain; he could not see the peak with his own eyes. Somehow he climbed the mountain and found an ancient, gray old man there.

Read the tale of living and dead water to children

“Rejoice, grandfather!”

“Rejoice, brave youth! Are you escaping from work or are you looking for work?

"I'm looking for a job."

- What do you need?"

“I heard that outside the thrice-ninth land, in the thirtieth kingdom, there is a beautiful girl from whose hands and feet healing water flows, and that whoever receives and drinks this water will become thirty years younger.”

"Well, brother, you can't go there."

"Why not?"

“Because there are three wide rivers on the road, and on these rivers there are three ferries: on the first ferry they will cut off your right hand, on the second they will cut off your left leg, on the third they will cut off your head.”

Dmitry Tsarevich was upset; he hung his stormy head below his shoulders and thought: “Should I spare my father's head? Should I spare my own? I'll turn back."

He came down from the mountain, returned to his father and said: “No, father, I could not find her; I haven’t heard anything about that girl.”

The second son, Vasily Tsarevich, began to pray: “Father, give me your blessing; perhaps I can find her.”

"Forward, my son."

Vasily Tsarevich took one hundred thousand people and set off. He traveled a day, he traveled a week, he traveled a month, and two, and three, and entered such places that there was nothing but forests and swamps. He found Baba Yaga there, boneleg. “Hail, Baba Yaga, boneleg!”

“Rejoice, brave youth! Are you running from work or are you looking for work?

“I'm looking for a job. I heard that outside the thrice-ninth land, in the thirtieth kingdom, there is a beautiful girl, from whose feet and hands healing water flows.”

“Yes, father; only you can’t go there.”

"Why not?"

“Because there are three ferries on the road: on the first ferry they will cut off your right arm, on the second they will cut off your left leg, on the third they will cut off your head.”

“This is not about saving my father’s head, but my own.”

He returned and told his father: “No, father, I could not find her; there is nothing to be heard about that girl.”

The youngest son, Ivan Tsarevich, began to beg: “Give me your blessing, father; maybe I'll find her."

His father gave him his blessing. “Go ahead, my dear son, take the troops and appreciate everything you need.”

“I don’t need anything, just give me a good horse and the sword Kladenets.”

Ivan Tsarevich mounted his horse, took the sword Kladenets and set off. He traveled one day, he traveled a week, he traveled a month and two and three; and rode to such places that his horse was on his knees in the water, to his chest in the grass, and he, well done, did not eat anything. He saw a hut on chicken legs and entered: Baba Yaga, boneleg, was sitting inside.

"Rejoice, Grandma!"

“Long live Ivan Tsarevich! The art of flying from labor, or seeking labor?

“What kind of work? I am going to the thirtieth kingdom; there, as they say, lives a beautiful Virgin, from whose hands and feet healing water flows.”

“Yes, father; although I have not seen her in sight, I have heard of her by ear, but for her it is not for you to go.”

"Why is that?"

“Because there are three ferries on the way: on the first ferry they will cut off your right arm, on the second your left leg, on the third with your head.”

“Well, grandma, one head is not much; I will go whatever God gives.”

- Ah! Ivan Tsarevich, it’s better to go back, you’re still a green young man, you’ve never been in places of danger, you haven’t seen great terror.”

“No,” said Ivan, “if you tie a rope, don’t say that you are not strong.” He said goodbye to Baba Yaga and moved on.

He drove for a day, a second and a third, and came to the first ferry: the carriers were sleeping on the opposite bank. “What needs to be done?” thought Ivan. “If I scream, they will be deaf for the rest of their lives; If I whistle, I will sink the ferry.” He blew half the whistle. At the same moment he was ferried across the river.

“What is the price of your work, brothers?” Give us your right hand.”

“Oh, I want this for myself!” Then Ivan Tsarevich struck with his sword both from the right and from the left. He cut down all the swimmers, mounted his horse and rushed forward. On two other ferries he left in the same way. He was approaching the thirtieth kingdom. At the line stood a wild man, as tall as a forest, as thick as a large stack of hay; he held a huge oak tree in his hands.

“Oh, worm!” said the giant to Ivan Tsarevich: “Where are you going?”

“I am going to the thirtieth kingdom; I want to see a beautiful maiden with healing water flowing from her hands and feet.”

- How could you go there, piglet? I have been guarding her kingdom for a hundred years, great, mighty heroes came here - not like you - and they fell from my strong hand. What are you? Just a little worm!

Ivan Tsarevich saw that he could not control the giant and turned away. He traveled and traveled until he came to a sleeping forest; There was a hut in the forest, and in the hut sat an old, ancient woman. She saw good youth and said: “Long live Ivan Tsarevich! Why did God bring you here?

He told her everything without hiding. The old woman gave him magic herbs and a ball.

“Go out,” she said, “into the open field, make a fire and throw these herbs on it, but be careful to stand on the windward side.” From these magical herbs the giant will fall into a deep sleep; cut off its head, then let the ball roll and follow. The ball will take you to those regions where the beautiful Virgo reigns. She lives in a golden castle, and often rides with her army to the green meadows to entertain herself. For nine days she remains there; then the hero sleeps for nine days and nine nights.”

Ivan Tsarevich thanked the old woman and went to an open field, where he made a fire and threw magic herbs into it. A stormy wind carried the smoke to the place where the wild man stood guard. His eyes dimmed, he lay on the damp ground and fell fast asleep. Ivan Tsarevich cut off his head, threw the ball and moved on. He traveled and traveled until the golden palace was in sight; then he turned away from the road, let his horse go to feed him, and crept into the thicket himself. He had just disappeared when dust rose in a column in front of the palace: a beautiful girl was riding out with her army to have fun in the green meadows. The prince saw that the entire army was formed only from girls. One was beautiful, the other surpassed that one; Fairest of all, and without admiration, was the Princess herself.

For nine days she frolicked in the green meadows, and the Tsarevich did not take her eyes away, still he could not look after his horse. On the tenth day he went to the golden palace. The beautiful girl was lying on the sofa, sleeping in a deep sleep; healing water flowed from her hands and feet. At the same time, her loyal army also slept.

Ivan Tsarevich took a flask with healing water. His heroic heart could not stand her maiden beauty. He stayed for a while, then left the palace, mounted his horse and rushed home.

The beautiful girl slept for nine days, and when she woke up, her rage was terrible. She screamed in a piercing voice: “What kind of scoundrel was here?” She jumped up to her mark flying in the fleet and rushed in pursuit of Ivan Tsarevich. The mare gallops, the earth trembles; She caught up with the good hero, hit him with her sword, and she hit him right in the chest. The prince fell to the damp ground: his bright eyes closed, his red blood froze. The beautiful girl looked at him, and great pity seized her; She could search through the whole world and not find such a handsome fellow. She placed her white hand on his wound and moistened it with healing water. Immediately the wound closed, and Ivan Tsarevich stood up unharmed. - Do you consider me your wife? she asked. “I will, beautiful girl.” “Okay, go home and wait three years.” Ivan Tsarevich said goodbye to his bride and continued his journey. He was approaching his kingdom; but his older brothers placed guards everywhere to prevent him from getting closer to his father. The guards immediately noticed that Ivan Tsarevich was coming. His older brothers met him on the road, drugged him, took a flask of healing water and threw him into a deep hole. Ivan Tsarevich went into the underground kingdom.

He traveled and traveled in the underworld. When he arrived at some place, a strong storm arose, lightning flashed, roars, and rain fell. He went to a tree to find shelter, looked up and saw wet young birds on that tree. He took off his coat, covered them and sat down under a tree.

When the old bird flew to the tree, it was so big that it hid the light, and it became dark, as if the night was nearby. When she saw that her young chicks were covered, she asked: “Who protected my little chicks?” Then, seeing the prince, she said: “It was you who did this; God will save you! Whatever you desire, ask me; I will do anything for you."

He said: “Bring me into the upper world.”

“Get ready,” said the bird, “double box.” Let’s fill it with all kinds of game, and put water in the other half so that we have something to feed me with.”

The prince did everything he asked. The bird took the box on its back, and the Tsarevich sat in the middle. She took off; and whether it was long or short, she brought him into this higher world, said goodbye to him and flew home.

Ivan Tsarevich went to his father; but the Old King did not like him because of the lies his brothers told, and sent him into exile. For three whole years Ivan wandered from place to place. When three years had passed, the beautiful girl sailed on a ship to the capital of the city of Ivan Tsarevich's father. She sent a letter to the king demanding the man who stole the water, and if he refused, she would burn and destroy his kingdom.

The king sent his eldest son; he went on a ship. Two little boys, the king's grandchildren, saw it. him, and their mother asked: “Is this our father?”

"No, this is your uncle."

“How will we meet him?”

“Take one whip at a time and send him home.”

The elder Tsarevich returned, looking as if he had eaten something unsalted.

The girl continued her threats and demanded the culprit. The king sent his second son, and the same thing happened to him as to the eldest. Now the king gave the command to find the youngest prince.

When the Tsarevich was found, his father wished him to go on a ship to the Virgin. But he said, “I will go when the Crystal Bridge is built to the ship, and there will be many types of food and wine on the bridge.”

There was no help; they built a bridge, prepared food, brought wine and meat.

The prince gathered his comrades. “Come with me,” he said, “eat and drink, do not regret anything.”

As he walked across the bridge, little boys shouted: “Mom, who is it?”

"This is your father."

“How will we meet him?”

“Take him by the hands and bring him to me.”

They did so, kissing and hugging. After that they went to the king and told him everything as it was. The Tsar kicked his eldest sons out of the castle, and lived long and happily with Ivan - he lived and acquired wealth.

This is where the fairy tale ends!