Once upon a time there was a wind. At first I lived well and had fun. The time was hot, and therefore everyone and everywhere rejoiced at the wind... The wind will blow from the field and bring the aroma of hot ears. People are happy. The wind blows from the meadow - the smell of mown grass flies in. People are happy again.
Well, if the wind brings moist, salty coolness from the sea, people are happy, they couldn’t be happier.
The wind could do many things. He knew how to turn the pages of books. True, not always in the right direction. He could dry washed clothes as well as the sun. He also knew how to inflate the sail of a boat and drive it across the blue sea.
Everything worked out well for the wind. And therefore, if sometimes he slammed the windows too loudly, no one was offended by him. After all, what would people do in a hot summer without a good, fresh wind!
That's how it was in the summer. But then autumn came. Cold, angry autumn. The sky was covered with gray-gray clouds. The rain poured down heavily. Everyone hid at home. And people, and cats, and dogs, and hares, and wolves. But the wind remained outside. He wasn't at home.
The wind was left in the cold rain without a roof. He flew through the cold forest among the fallen trees without a single leaf. The wind flew in a field, in a gray field, without a single warm yellow spikelet. Flying over the cold sea. The sea was not blue like in summer, but gray like autumn rain. The chilly wind flew and flew, and the faster it flew, the colder it became.
The wind completely froze. And people in warm houses hid.
“I’ll ask people to let me into the house to warm myself,” the wind decided. The wind flew up to the most beautiful house and knocked on the window.
- Let me in, please! It's me, the wind! We were friends in the summer, but now I'm cold.
But people closed the frames more tightly and moved away from the windows.
“They didn’t recognize me,” thought the wind. He knocked on the window again, again complained about the autumn cold and rain, and again asked to be allowed into the house to warm up.
But people did not understand the words of the wind. It seemed to them that he was just humming outside the windows. People did not know the language of the wind. Instead of opening the windows and letting the wind warm them, people put in second frames.
- What bad weather! What rain! - people said. - What cold wind!
“I’m not cold,” the wind cried, “I’m frozen.”
But people didn't understand him.
Suddenly someone called out to the wind. The words either rang like sharp cold pieces of ice, or seemed soft and warm, like blankets of snow. Of course, it was the voice of winter.
“Wind,” said winter, “don’t cry, wind!” I'll give you a cape made of snowflakes. Light, beautiful, warm. You'll warm up quickly.
And winter threw a cape of beautiful snowflakes to the wind. The wind tried on the cape and was very pleased. She really was warm and beautiful.
When people looked out the windows, they saw the wind in the snow cape and did not recognize it, it had become so beautiful.
“Beautiful blizzard,” they said. “Beautiful blizzard!” And the wind flew through the snowy forest, waving its beautiful cape of snowflakes, and he was a little offended. That’s why the wind was offended because it was not the wind that people rejoiced at, but the beautiful blizzard.
But that's okay. Someday winter will end. The beautiful snow cape of the wind will melt. A hot summer will come, and people will again wait for it, for the fresh wind. They will rejoice at him, the good wind...
N. Abramtseva “The Tale of the Wind”
Once upon a time there was a Wind...
It was a hot time
and therefore everywhere and everywhere
We rejoiced at the wind...
The wind knew how to do
many things...
But here she comes
autumn…
“I’ll ask people to let
me in the house to warm up,” -
the Wind decided...
Purpose of the lesson: to study the wind as an object of nature, a speech unit and an artistic image.
Tasks:
Form an idea of the formation of wind and its significance; introduce different types of winds, the wind rose; teach to describe winds of different strengths; repeat the spelling of words from the thematic group; show the reflection of the image of the wind in Russian phraseology and fiction
Develop logical thinking based on cause-and-effect relationships that explain the formation of wind; develop the ability to determine the direction of the wind; develop oral speech, the ability to construct a story based on a picture, spelling and melodic recitation skills
To promote a love of nature and the native language, a sense of deep respect for science, which reveals the mysteries of the surrounding world; teach you to see the beauty of the world around you
What is wind?
Wind is a movement, a flow of air in a horizontal direction (Explanatory Dictionary)
The wind is predominantly horizontal
movement of air from an area of high pressure
to the area of low pressure (Geography textbook)
Wind direction and strength
Exercise:
Underline the values of high pressure with one line, and low pressure with two lines.
765 mm 755 mm
741 mm 770 mm
Show with arrows which direction the wind will blow in these two cases.
Where will the wind be stronger?
Insert the words into the sentence: The more ..., the greater the strength (speed) of the wind. .
Compare answers:
765 mm 755 mm
741 mm 770 mm
“Wind” and its cognates “relatives”
Wind, breeze, wind, anemone, windiness, windmill, windbreaker, sail, carminative, windmill
Windy, windy, windy
to become flighty, to become flighty, to become windy
Weathered, weathered
Windy, windy, weathered
Windy
Wind resistance, wind protection, wind engine, wind energy, windproof, wind breaker, wind blower, wind pollinated, wind meter, wind direction indicator, wind technology, windproof
Signs of wind speed
Exercise:
Describe the signs of one of the winds (calm, weak wind, strong wind, storm, hurricane), using the flyleaf of the textbook.
To do this, select adjectives and verbs for these nouns:
pole, smoke, trees, house, sky.
The word "wind" in Russian phraseology
Throw to the wind (words)
Wind in my head
The wind whistles in your pockets
Which wind carried whom?
Which way the wind blows
Where does the wind blow from
Look for the wind in the field
To all four winds
windy head
Blown by the wind (wind)
Keep your nose to the wind
Windmill
Fight with the wind
mills
The wind of change
On the seven winds
With the wind
Fair wind!
Effect of wind on the sea surface
In the calm the sea is mirror-like
In light winds, small waves without “wings” are formed
In strong winds, the waves have high crests with foaming tops. The sound of the surf is heard
During a storm, the height and length of the waves increase and the wind breaks off the white foam. The noise can be heard rumbling
During a hurricane, the height of the waves is so high that ships are hidden by their tops. The rumble of the sea turns into continuous roar
Wind as an artistic image
Tornado
"Windy" dictation
Breeze, monsoon, hurricane, weather vane, windy day, windmill, southwest wind, wind breaker, wind engine, sail.
What are the Pomors' winds called?
North, siverko, letnik, vostok, glubnik, shelonik, midnight owl, obednik.
“The shelonik wind is a robber at sea.”
Fad (dialectism)
Let's sum it up...
Exercise:
Restore the chain of cause and effect relationships that explain the formation of wind:
wind formation,
difference in heating of sea and land, difference in pressure.
Correct answer:
Difference in heating of sea and land
Pressure difference
Wind formation
Once upon a time there was a wind. At first I lived well and had fun. The time was hot, and therefore everyone and everywhere rejoiced at the wind... The wind will blow from the field and bring the aroma of hot ears. People are happy. The wind blows from the meadow - the smell of mown grass flies in. People are happy again.
Well, if the wind brings moist, salty coolness from the sea, people are happy, they couldn’t be happier.
The wind could do many things. He knew how to turn the pages of books. True, not always in the right direction. He could dry washed clothes as well as the sun. He also knew how to inflate the sail of a boat and drive it across the blue sea.
Everything worked out well for the wind. And therefore, if sometimes he slammed the windows too loudly, no one was offended by him. After all, what would people do in a hot summer without a good, fresh wind!
That's how it was in the summer. But then autumn came. Cold, angry autumn. The sky was covered with gray-gray clouds. The rain poured down heavily. Everyone hid at home. And people, and cats, and dogs, and hares, and wolves. But the wind remained outside. He wasn't at home.
The wind was left in the cold rain without a roof. He flew through the cold forest among the fallen trees without a single leaf. The wind flew in a field, in a gray field, without a single warm yellow spikelet. Flying over the cold sea. The sea was not blue like in summer, but gray like autumn rain. The chilly wind flew and flew, and the faster it flew, the colder it became.
The wind completely froze. And people hid in warm houses.
“I’ll ask people to let me into the house to warm myself,” the wind decided. The wind flew up to the most beautiful house and knocked on the window.
Let me in please! It's me, the wind! We were friends in the summer, but now I'm cold.
But people closed the frames more tightly and moved away from the windows.
“They didn’t recognize me,” thought the wind. He knocked on the window again, again complained about the autumn cold and rain, and again asked to be allowed into the house to warm up.
But people did not understand the words of the wind. It seemed to them that he was just humming outside the windows. People did not know the language of the wind. Instead of opening the windows and letting the wind warm them, people put in second frames.
What bad weather! What rain! - people said. - What a cold wind!
“I’m not cold,” the wind cried, “I’m frozen.”
But people didn't understand him.
Suddenly someone called out to the wind. The words either rang like sharp cold pieces of ice, or seemed soft and warm, like blankets of snow. Of course, it was the voice of winter.
Wind, said winter, don’t cry, wind! I'll give you a cape made of snowflakes. Light, beautiful, warm. You'll warm up quickly.
And winter threw a cape of beautiful snowflakes to the wind. The wind tried on the cape and was very pleased. She really was warm and beautiful.
When people looked out the windows, they saw the wind in the snow cape and did not recognize it, it had become so beautiful.
“Beautiful blizzard,” they said. “Beautiful blizzard!” And the wind flew through the snowy forest, waving its beautiful cape of snowflakes, and he was a little offended. That’s why the wind was offended because it was not the wind that people rejoiced at, but the beautiful blizzard.
But that's okay. Someday winter will end. The beautiful snow cape of the wind will melt. A hot summer will come, and people will again wait for it, for the fresh wind. They will rejoice at him, the good wind...
Target: introduce “The Tale of autumn wind» N. Abramtseva; develop attention, thinking, imagination, speech, spatial orientation, expand lexicon; cultivate responsiveness and empathy.
Equipment: Students have a squared notebook, a pen, and colored pencils.
Teacher. Guys, decipher the name of the fairy tale that I want to introduce you to today.
Independent work. Writing in notebooks. Examination.
Write on the board:
Answer. "The Tale of the Autumn Wind."
Divide all the words into two groups.
Oral group work.
The wind (what?) is violent, harsh, singing, playful, chilling, playful, raging, invigorating, piercing, furious, sharp, howling, affectionate, gentle, gusty, hurricane, light-winged.
What is the mood of the wind now?
Be careful of the wind
Came out of the gate
Knocked on the window
Ran across the roof;
Played a little
Bird cherry branches,
Scolded for something
Vorobyov acquaintances.
And straightening it cheerfully
Young wings
Flew somewhere
Racing with dust.
M. Isakovsky
And now?
Wind, wind, wind, wind,
Why are you making all the noise in the branches?
Free wind, wind, wind,
The reeds tremble before you.
K. Balmont
Teacher. So, listen to the story.
“Once upon a time there was a wind. At first I lived well and had fun. The time was hot, and therefore everyone and everywhere rejoiced at the wind... The wind will blow from the field and bring the aroma of hot ears. People are happy. The wind blows from the meadow and the smell of cut grass flies in. People are happy again.
Well, if the wind brings moist, salty coolness from the sea, people are happy, they couldn’t be happier.
The wind could do many things. He knew how to turn the pages of books. True, not always in the right direction. He could dry washed clothes as well as the sun. He also knew how to inflate the sail of a boat and drive it across the blue sea.”
This is a very beautiful sight. Let's draw a picture of a sailboat driven by the wind, using the cells in your notebook.
Place a dot in the corner of the cell. Draw a line
four squares up;
one cell down diagonally from left to right;
one cell to the left;
three cells down diagonally from left to right;
three cells to the left; one square down;
three cells to the right;
one cell down diagonally from right to left;
three cells to the left;
one square up diagonally from right to left;
two cells to the right.
The teacher completes the task simultaneously with the children on the squares of the board. Examination.
Color the sailboat with colored pencils. Give it a romantic name, for example, “Azure Wave”, “Undaunted”, “Flying on the Waves”.
What else can the wind do? Let's play the "Yes - No" game. I will say a phrase. If you agree with her, say “yes” in unison; if you disagree, say “no”.
Is it true that the wind can...
Close the windows? (Yes)
Urging passers-by? (Yes)
Anger the bees? (No)
Flip the car? (Yes)
Cool the tea? (Yes)
Ruin your hair? (Yes)
Pluck leaves from trees? (Yes)
Help mushrooms grow? (No)
Buzzing in the wires? (Yes)
Spread the scent of flowers? (Yes)
Raising a storm at sea? (Yes)
Reach the bottom of the ocean? (No)
Destroy houses? (Yes)
Make the bell ring? (Yes)
Turn a tree out of the ground? (Yes)
Make a river flow in the opposite direction? (No)
Create a storm in a glass of water? (No)
“Everything worked out well for the wind. And therefore, if sometimes he slammed the windows too loudly, no one was offended by him. After all, what would people do in a hot summer without a good, fresh wind!
That's how it was in the summer. But then autumn came. Cold, angry autumn. The sky became cloudy gray-gray. The rain poured down heavily. Everyone hid at home. And people, and cats, and dogs, and hares, and wolves. But the wind remained outside. He wasn't at home.
The wind was left in the cold rain without a roof. He flew through the cold forest among the fallen trees without a single leaf. The wind flew in a field, in a gray field, without a single warm yellow spikelet. Flying over the cold sea. The sea was not blue like in summer, but gray like autumn rain. The chilly wind flew and flew, and the faster it flew, the colder it became.”
The wind can be kind and gentle, but it can also be evil if you make it very angry.
Let's play a game called "What would happen if...".
So, what would happen if there was wind.
Would you stop showing up at sea?
Would you lift boxes of oranges into the air and scatter them on the territory of the kindergarten?
Would you disperse all the clouds over our city forever?
Would you howl like a ghost every night?
Would you lift all the people into the air and hold them there for an hour?
Bring bananas from Africa and distribute them to orphanage children?
Worked as a postman?
Did you clear the snow from the paths in winter?
“The wind has completely frozen. And people hid in warm houses.
“I’ll ask people to let me into the house to warm myself,” the wind decided.
The wind flew up to the most beautiful house and knocked on the window.
- Let me in, please! It's me, the wind! We were friends in the summer, but now I'm cold.
But people closed the frames more tightly and moved away from the windows.
“They didn’t recognize me,” thought the wind. He knocked on the window again, again complained about the autumn cold and rain, and again asked to be allowed into the house to warm up.
But people did not understand the words of the wind. It seemed to them that he was just humming outside the windows. People did not know the language of the wind. Instead of opening the windows and letting the wind warm them, people put in second frames.
- What bad weather! What rain! - people said. - What a cold wind!
“I’m not cold,” the wind cried, “I’m frozen.”
But people didn’t understand him.”
Teacher. How does the frozen wind make you feel? (Children's answers.) What words would you choose now to describe the wind? (Children's answers.)
Examples: unhappy, poor, desperate, chilled, pitiful, dejected, sad, etc.
Poor, poor wind!.. He has no home where he could shelter from bad weather and keep warm. What can we do for him? (Give him a house.)
Draw a beautiful house as a gift to the unfortunate wind.
Children draw. Exchange of impressions.
Address the wind with kind words and offer your gift.
Sample. Dear wind! I know how cold and uncomfortable you are without a home. Nobody wants to let you in. You are suffering. I feel so sorry for you. I want to give you this house. Live in it whenever you want.
Appeals from 3-4 students are heard.
Teacher. Now the wind doesn’t even have one house, but several at once, and he will be able to live in them in turn. You did a good job, guys!
Of course, you want to know how the fairy tale ends.
“Suddenly someone called out to the wind. The words either rang like sharp cold pieces of ice, or seemed soft and warm, like blankets of snow. Of course, it was the voice of winter. -
“Wind,” said winter, “don’t cry, wind!” I'll give you a cape made of snowflakes. Light, beautiful, warm. You'll warm up quickly.
And winter threw a cape of beautiful snowflakes to the wind. The wind tried on the cape and was very pleased. She really was warm and beautiful.
When people looked out the windows, they saw the wind in the snow cape and did not recognize it, it had become so beautiful.
“Blizzard beauty,” they said. - Beautiful snowstorm!
And the wind flew through the snowy forest, waving its beautiful cape of snowflakes, and he was a little offended. That’s why the wind was offended because it was not the wind that people rejoiced at, but the beautiful blizzard. But that's okay. Someday winter will end. The beautiful snow cape of the wind will melt. A hot summer will come, and people will again wait for it, a fresh wind. They will rejoice in it, the good wind.”
Once upon a time there was a wind. At first I lived well and had fun. The time was hot, and therefore everyone and everywhere rejoiced at the wind... The wind will blow from the field and bring the aroma of hot ears. People are happy. The wind blows from the meadow - the smell of mown grass flies in. People are happy again.
Well, if the wind brings moist, salty coolness from the sea, people are happy, they couldn’t be happier.
The wind could do many things. He knew how to turn the pages of books. True, not always in the right direction. He could dry washed clothes as well as the sun. He also knew how to inflate the sail of a boat and drive it across the blue sea.
Everything worked out well for the wind. And therefore, if sometimes he slammed the windows too loudly, no one was offended by him. After all, what would people do in a hot summer without a good, fresh wind!
That's how it was in the summer. But then autumn came. Cold, angry autumn. The sky was covered with gray-gray clouds. The rain poured down heavily. Everyone hid at home. And people, and cats, and dogs, and hares, and wolves. But the wind remained outside. He wasn't at home.
The wind was left in the cold rain without a roof. He flew through the cold forest among the fallen trees without a single leaf. The wind flew in a field, in a gray field, without a single warm yellow spikelet. Flying over the cold sea. The sea was not blue like in summer, but gray like autumn rain. The chilly wind flew and flew, and the faster it flew, the colder it became.
The wind completely froze. And people hid in warm houses.
“I’ll ask people to let me into the house to warm myself,” the wind decided. The wind flew up to the most beautiful house and knocked on the window.
Let me in please! It's me, the wind! We were friends in the summer, but now I'm cold.
But people closed the frames more tightly and moved away from the windows.
“They didn’t recognize me,” thought the wind. He knocked on the window again, again complained about the autumn cold and rain, and again asked to be allowed into the house to warm up.
But people did not understand the words of the wind. It seemed to them that he was just humming outside the windows. People did not know the language of the wind. Instead of opening the windows and letting the wind warm them, people put in second frames.
What bad weather! What rain! - people said. - What a cold wind!
“I’m not cold,” the wind cried, “I’m frozen.”
But people didn't understand him.
Suddenly someone called out to the wind. The words either rang like sharp cold pieces of ice, or seemed soft and warm, like blankets of snow. Of course, it was the voice of winter.
Wind, said winter, don’t cry, wind! I'll give you a cape made of snowflakes. Light, beautiful, warm. You'll warm up quickly.
And winter threw a cape of beautiful snowflakes to the wind. The wind tried on the cape and was very pleased. She really was warm and beautiful.
When people looked out the windows, they saw the wind in the snow cape and did not recognize it, it had become so beautiful.
“Beautiful blizzard,” they said. “Beautiful blizzard!” And the wind flew through the snowy forest, waving its beautiful cape of snowflakes, and he was a little offended. That’s why the wind was offended because it was not the wind that people rejoiced at, but the beautiful blizzard.
But that's okay. Someday winter will end. The beautiful snow cape of the wind will melt. A hot summer will come, and people will again wait for it, for the fresh wind. They will rejoice at him, the good wind...
The tale is presented for informational purposes only.