Scenario of the gala concert for May 9. The script for the theatrical concert “Thank you, veterans, for the holiday of the Great Victory. Song "Dark Night"
The music sounds “Let us bow to those great years”
Let's bow to those great years
To the same commanders and soldiers
And the marshals of the country, and the privates,
To all those whom we cannot forget,
Let's bow, bow, friends!
Two presenters come out.
1 . - Why is the air filled with anxiety?
2 . Why did all the birds suddenly fall silent?
1 .-Why are the faces so scared?
The sound of a bomb exploding is heard .
With the music "Holy War" in the background
1. Minds are shrouded in abyss of darkness,
Trouble rules the house.
And you won’t understand who is friend and who is enemy,
And everyone around seems to be in a coma.
2 .But, if you remain faithful
Soviet military oath,
And I didn’t lose my honor,
And I didn’t forget about the red banner.
1. Get up! It's time for the last battle!
To your last battle.
Close your country with yourself
Save her from defeat!
The sound increases, then fades away...
1. 4 years! 1418 days, 34 thousand hours. Millions of dead Soviet people. We live in an era of large scales, we are accustomed to large numbers, we easily, almost without thinking, say: a thousand km/hour, millions of tons of raw materials...
2 . But - 26 million dead... Can you imagine what it is... If a minute of silence is declared for every death in the country, the country will be silent for 32 years.
1. More than 26 million graves over two and a half thousand kilometers. This means 7.5 thousand killed per kilometer, 15 people for every two meters of land.
2. More than 26 million for 1418 days - that means 14 thousand killed daily, 600 people per hour. 10 people every minute.
1. This is what war is...
2 . Song "Scarlet Sunsets". Performed by 8th grade students.
Song “Scarlet Sunsets”
1.
The war passed through our vast Motherland through every family, through every destiny, clearly dividing time into “pre-war” and “war”, dividing us all into “front” and “rear”.
2.
The rear is women, old people, children. The rear lived according to the law: “Everything for the front, everything for Victory!”, selflessly endured all hardships, endured, loved, believed, waited!
1. And the front is them, our beloved and dear... our defenders, our valiant warriors, our fathers, grandfathers, great-grandfathers... our brothers and sisters... All those who forged Victory for all peoples, bringing it closer with every minute, with every second at every cost of his own life.
2.
There are many songs about the war,
Just don't blame me
What again, what am I talking about this again,
About a long past war.
1 . "Goodbye boys." Performed by students of grades 8K and 9K.
Song "Goodbye, boys"
2.
We promise we won't forget! We will never forget! Because for us these people will always be alive!!! A minute of silence.
Minute of silence
1. Hitler's invaders wanted to wipe out every city, every village, every street, every house...Everyone...
2. Through blood and sweat, through fire and water,
Through the smoke of fires, through the black darkness
Defending the right to freedom,
Your soldier, Motherland, was marching towards victory.
1. The song “From the Heroes of Bygone Times” will be performed by students of grades 3A and 3K.
Song "From the heroes of bygone times"
2. Along the banks of a difficult crossing
There is no justice for a soldier alone,
He didn’t experience anything in the war.
1. I encountered leaden blizzards in battles,
I fell asleep heavily under a hail of fragments.
He knows mine pipes by their sounds,
And how much land did he dig up?
2 .It's not made of steel. From a different alloy.
This one will only be born in my country!
It was forged by the Russian State
And there is no stronger soldier in war!
1. Along the banks of a difficult crossing
The earth burns and metal melts.
But there is no justice for the soldier,
The soldier did not surrender Russia in battles.
2. Song "Bomber". Performed by students of grades 6A and 5K.
Song "Bomber"
1. The literary and musical composition “The Saved World Must Remember” performed by 1st grade students.
Composition “The Saved World Must Remember” (song “Great-Grandfather”)
2. The song “Waltz of the Frontline Nurse” will be performed by students of grades 7A and 9A.
Song "Waltz of the Frontline Nurse"
2. The song “Frontline Path” will be performed by students of the 4K class.
Song "Front Path"
1. (against the background of the music “Minutes of Calm”) No matter how hard it was at the front, no matter what hardships our soldiers experienced, their thoughts invariably returned to home, to their loved ones, relatives and friends.
2. And in rare moments of rest, they thought only about those who remained there in the rear. Who is waiting for their news, who firmly believes that their loved one will definitely return with Victory!
1. Someone will argue that war is not a toy for you. In war there is no place for rest or songs... But I know for sure that it was the song that raised the spirit of the fighter, helped him survive the difficult time of separation from his loved ones. And they sang! They sang “Katyusha”, sang “Dark Night”...
2. "Medley of war songs." Performed by students of class 4A.
Medley of war songs
1. Song from the movie "Heavenly Slug" - "Planes First." Performed by 10th grade students.
Song "Planes First"
1. Towards the peals
Roaring thunder
We went into battle
Light and harsh.
2. But we got through.
Sullen before us
The Reichstag was smoking in the darkness of gunpowder.
When our banner flew over it
The earth immediately became lighter.
1. On our banners
The word is written:
Victory!
Victory!
Victory!
In the name of the living -
Victory!
In the name of the future -
Victory!
2. Glory to the liberating soldiers! Glory to our army!
1 .“My army is the strongest!” - performed by students of class 2A
Song "My army is the strongest"
2. Our sacred duty is to remember those who, at the cost of their own lives, won the Victory, our bright future, the future of their children and grandchildren.
1. Veterans do not grow old in soul... Only their temples are covered with snow... You should remember them more often, the living witnesses of the war...
2. Composition “Years scorched by war.” Performed by students of grades 5A and 6K
Composition “Years scorched by war” (song “Great-Grandfather”)
1. We are the grandchildren and great-grandchildren of our native land! It is we who promise to preserve peace throughout the world! This is us - the future of our native Kuban, the future of great Russia!
Song “Happiness of Russia”
2.
Don't run away and don't leave
From my bitter memory.
The echo of war never stops
In the hearts of people!..
1.
So that they are worthy of memory,
To live without feeling guilty,
Let's not forget about the wars,
About the pain of war...
2. Count all those who died for you, victory,
And call me by name today.
I sing your May - a living source of light
A spring of goodness, and glory, and love.
1 .Happy upcoming holiday, dear friends! Happy Great Victory Day!
Phonogram "Victory Day"
Victory Day at school. Scenario of the festive concert for May 9. Scenario for the organizers of a festive concert for Victory Day.
Holiday dedicated to Victory Day
Forty-first, June.
The year and month of the national struggle,
Even in the shadow of time
This date cannot be delayed.
The country was rising
And she went to the front obediently,
Red stars
Carrying away banners on canvas.
Leading: Good afternoon dear friends. This year, on May 9, Victory fireworks will go off in honor of... the anniversary of Victory Day. So many years have passed, but the immeasurable suffering of the war years and the immeasurable courage of the people are still alive in the people’s memory.
Today you and I can remember how it was.
Coming from darkness, worlds, bloodshed,
Unknown to anyone, distant and sick,
The iron war sings its red verse,
Madness, having learned from the mystery to find...
Leading: I didn't want to believe in this horrible dream, plunged the world into the abyss of madness. After all, everything was so good: June, summer holidays, school graduations. Alumni Waltz. For whom everything seemed to be ahead just the day before...
(The sound of the sea turning into lyrical music, a voice behind the stage, a dramatization of a poem.)
The pre-war day begins
From the rumble of seaside platforms,
The rain makes noise in the palm trees
And instantly
Quiets
And there is a storm at sea.
The sea is muddy
There is plenty of scale in it,
Cascade hits cascade.
The destroyer is heading to Sevastopol.
Bombs will fly at him!
Tomorrow, early dawn
The first battle will thunder
The first doctor will meet the first wounded,
The first refugee will flee.
The birds will be afraid of the groves,
The forests won't hear the birds.
It will only happen tomorrow.
In twenty four hours...
Today
Pre-war dawn,
The rumbling of seaside platforms,
The crashing wave of an unchanging wave,
Rain over the sea
And there is a storm at sea.
As it turned out, they only had a few happy sunrises left. They living then did not know about it, they were happily spinning in a whirlwind of a waltz.
Oh, war, what have you done, you vile one?
Our yards have become quiet...
Our boys raised their heads
They have matured for the time being.
They barely loomed on the threshold
And they went after the soldier...
Goodbye boys!
Boys, try to go back!
No, don't hide, be tall
Spare no bullets or grenades,
And don’t spare yourself, but still...
Try to go back.
(A waltz is performed, which is interrupted by the sound of cannonade, the dancers freeze, and a recording of Levitan’s voice is heard - a message about the beginning of the war.)
From the Soviet Information Bureau. Today at 4 o'clock in the morning without any declaration of war German troops attacked our country. There are battles on the borders. We call for calm. Our cause is right! The enemy will be defeated! Victory will be ours!
(The song “Holy War” plays. Against the background of this song, a young man and a girl come to the forefront. At the back of the stage, couples dancing freeze in scenes of farewell and parting. The music changes to lyrical.)
Familiar with the earth, intertwined with branches,
How painful, honey, how strange,
Split in two under the saw,
The wound on the heart will not heal -
Will shed pure tears,
The wound on the heart will not heal -
It will spill with fiery resin.
As long as I'm alive, I'll be with you,
Soul and blood are inseparable.
As long as I'm alive, I'll be with you.
Love and death are always together,
You will carry it with you everywhere,
Don't forget me darling,
You will carry it with you everywhere
Native land, sweet home.
But if I have nothing to hide with
From incurable pity?
But if I have nothing to hide with
From grief and darkness?
I'm leaving to return
Look, the sky is already on fire.
I'm leaving to return
A sword is raised above our happiness.
I believe the meeting will happen again,
I'll be with you, wherever you are...
I believe the meeting will happen again,
How thousands of happy meetings!
But if I disappear into obscurity,
The short light of daylight,
But if I disappear into obscurity,
Beyond the star belt, into the milky smoke?
I will pray for you,
So that you don’t forget the earthly path.
I will pray for you,
May you return unharmed.
He: Don’t part with your loved ones.
She: Don’t part with your loved ones.
Don't part with your loved ones,
With all your blood, grow into them.
She: And every time - say goodbye forever.
He: And every time - say goodbye forever.
Together: When you leave for a moment!
Don't forget the blood of separation,
Hearts burned by war.
Don't forget the blood of separation,
In the name of those holy days.
Let your shoulders grow back,
Let your hands clench into one chain,
And they will obscure the love of people!
(The song “Dark Night” plays.)
Eh, the roads are dust and fog,
Cold, anxiety - yes, steppe weeds.
You can’t know your share,
Maybe you will fold your wings in the middle of the steppes?
And how insulting and painful it was if someone died at the very beginning of the journey...
Yes many tragic faces at war - one of them is female. But there is an even more stunning childish face of Tanya Savicheva - girls from besieged Leningrad who kept a diary. In it she wrote down when her relatives died. They died from cold and hunger. She lost her sister, brother, grandmother, uncle - and now the war took away the most precious thing - her mother. The last entry in the diary is: “Everyone died. Tanya is the only one left." Defenseless Small child in the face of a brutal war. What could be worse than the suffering of an innocent child? God forbid that this happens again.
(A dance with candles is performed, after the dance the group freezes with candles in their hands, without leaving the stage, the text follows the stage. A young man and a girl come to the forefront, the dialogue goes on as if in thoughts between them.)
She: So you say that human tears are water?
He: Yes!
She: And all cataclysms pass without a trace for you?
He: Yes!
She: Christ, Robespierre, Chagevara - nonsense for you?
He: Yes!
She: And Afghan's tears never touched you? Him: Yes!
She: Tell me, does your conscience bother you, at least sometimes? Him: Yes!
She: But do you always manage to calm her down? Him: Yes!
She: What if enemies encroached on your country? Him: Well?
She: Did the hearth you created get destroyed? He's so...
She: Were your family members brutalized? They...
She: Do you really care if you shoot a bullet? He: It’s creepy... (covers his face with his hands) She: So you’re saying that human tears are water? Him: No!
She: And all cataclysms pass without a trace for you? Him: No!
She: So, does something still bother you sometimes? Him: Yes! Yes!
(The song “Red Poppies” is performed.)
Host: Four years - is it a lot or a little? Who, if not a soldier, should know about this? What helped you survive without becoming hardened in heart? Probably the letters that told them that they were loved were waiting. “Wait for me and I will return” - these words of Konstantin Simonov became a symbol of that time. These letters warmed the soul, giving the soldiers’ hearts the light of love and warmth. And the heart sang, sang even during the war.
(A medley of songs from the war years sounds, soldiers sit on stage and seem to perform these songs, then they freeze, and a voice behind the stage sounds in the silence.)
Through the centuries,
Years later
Who will never come again.
Do not Cry,
Hold back the moans in your throat,
Bitter moans.
In memory of the fallen
Be worthy.
Eternally worthy!
(Minute of silence.)
Leading: Time passed. The stages of the journey remained in the past: Moscow - 41, Stalingrad - 42, Kursk - 43, in 44 - Soviet army went beyond the borders of the USSR, and the cherished day was approaching - May 9, 1945.
(Poems are heard and performed by several students.)
Reader 1:
There was still mute darkness,
The grass was crying in the fog.
Ninth day of Big May
Already came into his own.
Reader 2:
The army buzzer beeped faintly.
Two words lifted the terrible dream.
Signalman from the regimental headquarters
He jumped up and threw the phone.
Reader 3:
And that’s it, no one called the buglers,
Nobody gave any commands.
There was a roar of furious joy,
The lieutenant was tap dancing.
Reader 1:
Tanks and infantry fired
And, tearing my mouth apart with a scream,
For the first time in four years
“Walter” fired at people.
Reader 2:
Flocks of “Yakovs” did not rumble
Above the blazing dawn,
And someone sang, and someone cried.
And someone slept in the damp ground.
Reader 3:
Suddenly there was an overwhelming silence.
And in complete silence
The nightingale sang, not yet knowing
That he is not singing about war.
(The victory waltz is performed to the song “Spring of 1945”. All participants line up on stage with flowers for the veterans.)
Leading:
When from enemy pressures,
The striking sword will tremble in your hand.
Let it flash before your eyes
Generalissimo Suvorov
In his traveling frock coat.
And in every warrior they will awaken
Hearts of illustrious times.
And squeezed on all sides,
German regiments rush
To the whistle of torn banners.
Glory is upon you,
Like a mother, she bowed tenderly.
We will wash away your torment with tears.
And your wounded hands
Kiss with tender love.
(To the song “We wish you happiness,” flowers are given to veterans.)
Scenario of the concert “Songs of Victory”
1st presenter.
Good afternoon, dear guests!
Happy great holiday, power,
With victorious light on the way!
Brighter than the holiday, perhaps
Can't be found on the entire planet!
2nd presenter.
This day is warmed by human tears.
No matter how much time passes,
To everyone who quietly says:
"Victory Day!" -
There is no need to explain anything.
1st presenter.
"Victory Day!" - that means they died
Our grandfathers are not in vain,
Our land was watered with blood,
So that a peaceful dawn rises.
2nd presenter.
"Victory Day!" - Means,
no fascism
This means there is a quiet light over Russia,
This means that children are born for life,
For happy, peaceful for long years.
1st presenter. We dedicate our concert to our veterans who endured the war on their own shoulders.
The song “Great-Grandfather” is performed
1st reader.
Today is a special day for us:
Happy day, great Victory Day,
Our great-grandfathers and grandfathers achieved it,
And we will tell you about it now.
Levitan's voice about the beginning of the Great Patriotic War
2nd reader.
Here is the forty-first year, the end of June,
And people went to bed peacefully the night before,
But in the morning the whole country already knew
What started terrible war.
1st reader.
But Germany attacked our homeland.
And our army retreated first,
And the Germans quickly walked towards Moscow itself,
And blood flowed throughout our native land.
2nd reader.
And so the Nazis broke through to Moscow,
And they had the evil Hitler at their head,
A little more, and Moscow would have been taken,
But our soldiers fought to the death.
1st reader.
There was a war for four many years.
We fought for our freedom:
The enemies wanted to seize our land,
And turn us into obedient slaves.
2nd reader.
There were many very terrible battles,
In which the damned enemy was defeated:
The Great Battle of Moscow,
In which we are the enemy
They said menacingly: “Stop!”
1st reader.
Of course, we need to remember
And the encirclement of the enemy at Stalingrad,
AND Kursk Bulge, and Crimea, and Leningrad.
Hitler was no longer happy about attacking us.
2nd reader.
And we went to liberate Europe:
Our soldiers are in dugouts, in trenches,
In dugouts, tanks, pillboxes, bunkers,
On ships and planes...
1st reader.
The fascist occupiers were defeated
The Germans were driven all the way to Berlin.
Berlin was taken and the Reichstag
Our flag was proudly hoisted.
Levitan's voice sounds about the end of the war
The song “About That Spring” is performed
1st presenter: Time rushes, it rushes fast
All over my country.
How many volleys, how many shots
Thundered for the war!..
2nd presenter: We went to general battles
Our brothers and fathers,
Near and far fought -
Both the Urals and the Don...
1 presenter: There were days: from furious guns
The globe shook...
...Suddenly - the last one! May!
Glad!!! -
A shot rang out above the ground!
2nd presenter: Peace be with you, my Fatherland!
Sword in sheath. The war is silent.
But keeps it for all evil spirits
This sword is my country.
1st presenter: Sing, trumpets, a song of victory!
May, make noise throughout the whole country!..
Glory to the last shot,
To the one who finished the war!
The song “We are Russians!” is performed.
1st presenter
The ninth of May is a great date!
Who knows what would have happened then, in '45,
Whenever our great-grandfathers and grandfathers
They didn’t achieve a great Victory for us,
When the Barbarossa plan would not have failed
About the will, about the strength, about the courage of the Russians...
The song “My Grandfather the Hero” is performed
2nd presenter
.... Remember! Through the centuries,
Years from now, remember!
About those who will never come again -
remember!
Do not Cry! In your throat, hold back your moans,
Bitter moans.
Be worthy of the memory of the fallen!
Eternally worthy!
2nd presenter.
A minute of silence is announced!
1st reader.
I want there to be no screams in the world,
There were no screams, fear or pain.
2nd reader.
I want people in the world to forget
Screams born from the horror of wars.
3rd reader.
I want the world to hear screams,
The cries of newborns were heard.
4th reader.
I want songs to be heard in the world,
Songs of happy people, songs of lovers.
The song “Remember, people!” is performed.
5th reader. The world is the air I breathe.
6th reader. The world is the air by which I live.
7th reader. The world is everything that I have loved since childhood.
8th reader. The world is a home in the native land.
9th reader. Peace is everything that we have loved since childhood!
10th reader. Peace is life! The world is people!
The song “The World I Need” is performed!
1st presenter
The crimson banner splashed
The crimson stars were burning,
A blind blizzard covered
Sunset crimson with blood,
And the tread of divisions was heard,
The precise gait of a soldier.
Victory! Victory!
2nd presenter
In the name of the Fatherland - victory!
In the name of the living - victory!
In the name of the future - victory!
We must crush the war.
And there was no greater joy -
After all, besides the desire to survive,
There is still the courage to live!
Towards the peals of roaring thunder
We rose into battle lightly and sternly
On our banners is inscribed the word:
Victory! Victory!
1st presenter.
We, the younger generation, will always remember the heroic exploits of our people during the Great Patriotic War. The names of the heroes who gave their lives for our future will forever remain in our hearts. We will never forget those who, without sparing their lives, won freedom and happiness for future generations. We promise to study hard in order to be worthy of our great Motherland, our heroic people.
2nd presenter.
The Victory Banner is scarlet - a symbol of friendship and happiness of people!
1st presenter.
The Victory Banner is scarlet - this is peace for the planet of people!
2nd presenter.
Happy holiday!
1st presenter.
Happy wonderful spring holiday!
Together.
Happy Victory Day!
Students from the entire school sing the song “Victory Day”
Leading: Good afternoon dear friends!
Today this room is warm due to the friendly atmosphere and close due to the closeness of eras and generations. You have endured the hardships of a terrible war on your shoulders, and have walked a long path in life with joys and successes, losses and hardships. A generation of children has come to meet you who have not experienced the horrors of war and know about it from history lessons, books, and films.
We dedicate our concert to you, dear veterans, home front workers, children of war!
Leading:
Let's remember the serene children's sleep, happy
The first ray of sunshine is leisurely
The smell of apples ripening in the garden
Let's remember the scariest day of the year
Let us remember the glowing city burned to the ground
In the field there is a harvest burned by fire
Explosions, death, eyes filled with pain
The borders of Russia are drenched in blood.
Let's remember to glorify the soldiers
To send to the people of the whole earth
Light-sounding spell:
There shouldn't be war in the world!
Leading: (Against the background of a quietly sounding school waltz)
The earth slept peacefully. Children snored in their cribs, and adults, tired from the day, rested. And only in the night, full of peace and quiet, was the splash of water in the river occasionally heard, and the leisurely whispering of leaves on the trees. And this nightly peace was disturbed only by the sounds of a school waltz. These graduates said goodbye to each other and to childhood, entering adulthood.
Meeting the dawn and dreaming of what awaited them tomorrow, they could not even think that there would be four long and terrible years in their lives, and that many of them no longer had a future.
The ground is covered with a light haze. Everywhere is still quiet. These were the last minutes of silence.
(The waltz melody fades away)
The flower in the dewdrops is all close to the flower
And the border guard extended his hands to them
And the Germans, having finished drinking coffee at that moment
They climbed into the tanks and closed the hatches
Everything breathed such silence
It seemed that the whole earth was still sleeping
Who knew that between peace and war
Only about five minutes left......
(The melody of the song “Holy War” sounds)
The war lasted 1418 days and nights.
And from the first hours, from the first minutes of the enemy invasion, the entire Soviet people at the call of the Mother - Motherland, stood up for mortal combat!
A soldier on the front line and a teenager at a factory, a partisan behind enemy lines and a collective farmer in a village far from the front - each, as best he could, and more often than not, brought our Victory closer, stubbornly walking through the national misfortune to that bright, hard-won day.
In the fierce battle with fascism, the Soviet people showed selfless love for the Motherland, unparalleled resilience and mass heroism.
(The song “Three Tankers” plays)
Leading:
Bombs rocked the earth in '41
Only we have stood in plain sight for centuries
Having overcome so much grief, don’t we know?
As Russia stood, so will it stand!
(The poem “Goodbye, boys” sounds)
Girls read:
1. Oh, war, what have you done, vile
Our yards have become quiet
Our boys raised their heads
They have grown up for the time being2. They barely loomed on the threshold
And they left, for the soldier, soldier
Goodbye boys!
Boys, try to go back! (Waving to the boys)3. No, don't hide, be tall
Spare no bullets or grenades
And don’t spare yourself, but still
Try to go back!
The boys read:
4. Oh, war, what vile things have you done?
Instead of weddings - separation and smoke
Our girls' dresses are white
They gave it to their sisters5. Boots - where can you get away from them?
Yes, green wings epaulettes.....
Don't give a damn about the gossipers, girls.
We'll settle the score with them later.6. Let them talk that you have nothing to believe in
Why are you going to war at random?
Goodbye girls!
Girls, try to go back! (Waving to the girls)
Leading: How difficult those moments were when relatives and friends saw off their loved ones to the front. What will the war bring? Will your dearest person return safe and sound? No one could answer these questions then. Sad forebodings tormented my soul. But still the light in my heart did not go out.
(The song “Dark Night” plays)
Presenter: In moments of calm, at rest stops, in dugouts, a good song warmed the soldier’s heart. The song inspired, called for a feat in the name of the Motherland. The song helped many survive during the war. And let it now sound like a memory.
(The song “In the Dugout” plays)
Leading: None of the fighters then knew whether he would live to see tomorrow, whether he would see the dawn, whether he would see the blue sky, whether he would hear the singing of birds, whether he was destined to go through the entire war and return home. But courage and bravery did not leave them, the thought that they were loved and waited at home, warmed them, gave them determination to go into battle and defend their Motherland.
(The boy reads the poem “Wait for me”)
Wait for me and I'll be back, just wait long
Wait for the yellow rains to make you sad
Wait for the snow to blow, wait for the heat
Wait when others are not expected, forgetting yesterday
Wait until no letters come from distant places
Wait until everyone who is waiting together gets tired of it
Wait for me and I'll be back, don't wish well
To everyone who knows by heart that it’s time to forget.
Let the son and mother believe that I am not there
Let friends get tired of waiting and sit by the fire
They will drink bitter wine to commemorate their souls
Wait, and don’t rush to drink with them at the same time
Wait for me, and I will return to the evil of all deaths
Let those who weren’t expecting me say: “Lucky”
Those who were not waiting for them cannot understand how they are in the middle of fire
By your waiting you saved me.
How I survived, only you and I will know
You just knew how to wait like no one else!
Leading:
She sounds without dying
From grandfathers, moving on to youths
A simple song from the front
Warmed your hearts!
(The song “Katyusha” plays)
Leading:
There is laughter and jokes
And you can barely hear the crackle of a fire
This is a moment of rest -
The long-awaited time!Who said that we should give up singing during the war?
After the battle, the heart asks for doubly music!
(The song “Planes” plays)
Leading: The war is long over...
The trenches became numb and leveled to the ground, the temporary front roads were overgrown with grass, and the dugouts were covered with flowers. But the earth will always remember the war. And people remember!
The war has passed, the suffering has passed
But pain calls to people:
Let's, people, never forget about this!
Let them keep a faithful memory of her, of this torment
And the children of today's children, and our grandchildren, grandchildren
Then, so that generations do not dare to forget this
Then, so that we can be happy
And happiness is not in oblivion!
Leading: Glory to the heroes! Glory! On Victory Day, we will always remember what qualities of our people helped to defeat the enemy: patience, courage, greatest fortitude, love for the Fatherland! May 9 became for us not only a national holiday, but also a Day of Remembrance, a Day of Sorrow for all those who were not destined to return.
The war has passed, leaving behind lists of those killed in a righteous battle.
Obelisks frozen in grief in a motionless stone formation
“Fell the death of the brave” - we answer and again live in the coming day
Let us remember the fallen with a minute of mournful silence!
(Minute of silence)
(The poem “Why did you win?”)
Why did you win?
The question is simple and not simple...
Because fearless
You stand up to your full height!Why did you win?
There are quite a few reasons here
Because you are together
They were all as oneWhy did you win?
What's the use of guessing?
Because they loved
Our Motherland - Mother!Well, what if otherwise
To make it clearer:
You loved the Fatherland
More life his!
(The song “Victory Day” plays)
Leading:(Against the background of the melody of the song “Victory Day”)
So our meeting has come to an end. Today, students of the vocal studio “Argo” and “Domisolka” of the Center for Additional Education for Children of the Tyazhinsky District of the Kemerovo Region gave you a piece of their hearts. Once again we congratulate you on the holiday, Happy Victory Day! And with all our hearts we wish you: happiness, health, long life and a cloudless sky above your head. Thank you for the warm welcome!
Script for the holiday concert
dedicated to the celebration of the 65th anniversary of the Victory.
"Let history turn back through its legendary pages"
THE PERFORMANCE OF SONGS AND THE READING OF POEMS IS ACCOMPANIED BY A MULTIMEDIA PRESENTATION.
The choir stands on stage, the readers, presenters and young men in soldier's uniform read:
1 reader reads:
I'm overgrown with memories
How the wasteland is overgrown with forest.
And the memory birds sing in the morning,
And the wind-memory hums at night,
Memory trees babble all day long.
Reader 2 reads:
But in my memory such power is hidden,
What returns images and multiplies...
It makes noise without stopping, memory is rain,
And memory-snow flies and cannot fall.
Reader 3 reads:
Every time has its own songs
About roads, about duty, about true love.
There is only one song that is more important than all songs,
The word “Motherland” is the very first word in it!
Reader child:
If they say the word "Motherland"
Immediately comes to mind
an old house, there are currants in the garden,
Thick poplar at the gate.
A modest birch tree by the river
And a chamomile hillock...
And others will probably remember
Your native Moscow courtyard.
The first boats are in the puddles,
The clatter of feet above the jump rope
And a large neighboring factory
Loud joyful horn.
Or the steppe: red from poppies,
Virgin gold...
Homeland can be different, but everyone has the same one!
two presenters - a boy and a girl
On the day of the 65th anniversary Great Victory we bow our heads to those who fell in this struggle. We pay tribute to the defenders of our Motherland, who defended the freedom and independence of our people, who liberated the peoples of Europe from fascist slavery.
Many sons and daughters of our land gave their lives for the freedom of their country, for the happy future of their descendants.
To the glorious victory of the Soviet people in the Great Patriotic War We dedicate our holiday concert.
The military salvos died down long ago.
We live in a peaceful land.
But we remember courage
Strength and brotherhood,
Gray hair from the last war.
Young man: They write poems about exploits.
They create songs about fame.
"Heroes never die"
Heroes live in our memory!”
Let history scroll back
Their legendary pages
And the memory, flying through the years,
Leads again into campaigns and battles.
1 Reader:
June... the sunset was approaching evening,
And the sea overflowed during the white night
And the guys laughed loudly
Those who do not know, those who do not know grief.
2 Reader:
June... we didn’t know then
Walking from school evenings,
That tomorrow will be the first day of the war,
And it will end only in 1945, in May.
1 Reader:
It seemed cold to the flowers
And they faded slightly from the dew
The dawn that walked through the grass and flowers,
We searched through German binoculars.
2 Reader:
Everything breathed such silence,
It seemed that the whole earth was still sleeping
Who knew that between peace and war
Just five minutes left!
The song "Boys" is performed by the choir.
Soldier 1:
In the forty-first, forty memorable year
From the nest of fascist Berlin -
To the whole earth, to all people in trouble
An iron avalanche poured out.
Soldier 2:
A rocket tore through the sky
A sheaf of fire swayed over the water.
The first salvo of the war! And ricochet
A hundred fragments splashed at me.
Soldier 3:
Did you bequeath to us to die, Motherland?
Life promised, love promised, Motherland!
Are children born for death, Motherland?
Did you want our death, Motherland?
Soldier 4:
The flame hit the sky -
Do you remember, Motherland?
You said quietly: “Get up to the rescue...” - Motherland
Nobody asked you for fame, Motherland,
Everyone simply had a choice: me or the Motherland!
Soldier 5:
The best and dearest thing is the Motherland!
Your grief is ours too, Motherland!
Your truth is our truth, Motherland!
Your glory is our glory too, Motherland!
"A heavy roar hit the ground. The light went out instantly. The walls shook. And through the deafening howl and roar, the rolling explosions of heavy shells broke through more and more clearly. It exploded somewhere very close. “War!” - someone shouted. And it happened June 22, 1941 at 4:15 a.m. Moscow time." The pre-dawn silence was broken by volleys of thousands of guns. The peaceful work of the Soviet people was cut short by the war.
The war was sacred.
Even those who
Who, having arrived from another planet,
He will read the history of the earth.
I remember the countries call signs,
They were heard everywhere -
Go to conscription points,
Our Fatherland is in trouble.
War... Brutal war
This is not the first month.
Life is tense, like a string,
The capital is in danger.
The evil howl of the winds is getting louder,
The days are like explosions
And reports from the Sovinformburo
Everything is more alarming and stricter.
A song about Moscow is performed by the choir “My Dear Capital”.
THE CHORUS LEAVES
From the endless Siberian plain
To Polesie forests and swamps
The heroic people rose up,
Our great Soviet people.
He came out, free and right,
Responding war to war,
Stand up for your native state,
For our mighty country!
The song “Ogonyok” is performed
Earth, dear land,
We hear your call day and night.
You're blackened by fire
The Nazis are trampling your fields.
And we are not afraid of death in battle,
And we have no other way.
We will return the earth in full,
Your duty is ready.
The song “My Favorite” is performed
Terrible years... How they changed destinies, stained them with blood and tears, made short lives many boys and girls, destroyed the bright dreams of seventeen-year-olds who went straight from the prom “from childhood to the infantry echelon, to the ambulance platoon”...
They wanted to return to warm houses to look into the kind eyes of their mothers, full of longing and sadness. They really wanted to... but they rushed into the embrasures of enemy machine guns, died under bullets, and suffered martyrdom behind enemy lines.
What pushed yesterday’s boys and girls to do this? Most likely, for each generation, sooner or later the hour comes when it must take responsibility “for Russia, for the people and for everything in the world”...
And at such a sharp spiritual turning point, the boys and girls gained supreme courage, which led to victory after four, seemingly endless years of war. They fought for their ideals, they fought, they went to their death.
The song “At a Nameless Height” is performed
Deadly snowstorms burned the earth.
Even the heavens did not know sleep...
In gray soldier's overcoats
The girls were dressed up for the war.
Young girls went to the front. They, having completed nursing courses, carried wounded soldiers from the battlefield. They provided first aid. They bandaged and cared for soldiers in hospitals.
A quarter of the company has already been mowed down...
Stretched out in the snow,
The girl is crying from powerlessness,
Gasps: “I can’t!”
The guy got caught heavy,
There is no more strength to drag him...
(To that tired nurse
eighteen years old).
You'll have a rest. Blown by the wind
It will become a little easier to breathe.
Centimeter by centimeter
You will continue your way of the cross.
There is a line between life and death -
How fragile are they...
So come to your senses, soldier,
Take a look at your sister at least once!
If the shells don't find you,
A knife will not finish off a saboteur,
You will receive, sister, a reward -
You will save a person again.
He will return from the infirmary,
Once again you have cheated death.
And this consciousness alone
It will warm you all your life.
Girls dressed in nurses' uniforms appear on stage.
Nurse 1:
I don’t know where I learned fidelity
Don't ask me about this.
Soldiers' graves grow in the steppe
My youth is walking in an overcoat.
Nurse 2:
No! You and I didn’t find out from the report.
Great retreat to suffer
Again into the fire, self-propelled guns rushed,
I jumped onto the armor as I walked.
Nurse 3:
And in the evening over the mass grave
She stood with her head bowed...
I don’t know where I learned tenderness
Perhaps on the front road.
Don't cry, military women,
Girls of the forties.
Your tears, secret tears,
Heavier than Siberian winter ice...
The memories are too much for you...
But, going back an hour,
Despite all the wounds, all the suffering
The girls are turning back into the old ones...
Don't you cry...
You'd better start drinking,
Resurrect your youth in that song:
Go ashore with “Katyusha”...
On a high bank on a steep one.
The song “Katyusha” is performed.
So much enthusiasm, joy, light. Where does all this come from? After all, there was a war going on. Millions at the front... And some will not return from battle...
Well, they were young. They lived, fell in love and sang. And they were not going to give themselves into slavery... They were ready to endure all the hardships, because they believed in a bright future.
Forties, fatal, military and front-line,
Where are the funeral notices and echelon knocks?
Rolled rails hum. Spacious. Cold. High.
And fire victims, fire victims, wander from west to east...
How it was! How did war, trouble, dream and youth coincide?
And all this sunk into me, and only then did it awaken in me.
Forties, fatal, lead, gunpowder,
War is sweeping across Russia, and we are so young.
The song “Darkie” is performed.
The minutes of rest at the front were not long. Suddenly, a glow appeared here and there in the night sky. Cities and villages were burning.
And again the battle and again the losses and again the battle to the last drop of blood, to the last breath, for every inch native land.
The song from the film “Belorussky Station” is playing: “The birds don’t sing here...”
About how many feats there were in the world,
They have already faded into legend
Children repeat them word of mouth
On all continents big land.
And they will repeat from mouth to mouth
And in each of these feats is invisible
Its own depth and height.
And its beauty is unique.
But from everything we hear about.
And from what we are doing so far
I consider the soldier's feat the highest
And the most selfless for centuries.
Song "Cranes" (lyrics by R. Gamzatov, music by Y. Frenkel)
The soldiers appear on stage again.
Soldier 1:
There is no need to feel sorry for us, because we too
No one was spared.
We are in front of our battalion commander, like
Clean before the Lord God.
The living ones are red with blood
And clay overcoats.
Bloomed on the graves of the dead
Blue flowers.
Soldier 2.
Let the living remember and let
Generations know
This severe battle taken
Truth soldier.
And your crutches, and the mortal wound through and through,
And the graves over the Volga,
Where thousands of young people lie...
Soldier 3.
From the heroes of old
Sometimes there are no names left.
Those who accepted mortal combat,
They became just earth, grass.
Only their formidable valor
Settled in the hearts of the living.
This Eternal flame,
Bequeathed to us alone,
We keep it in our chests.
Soldier 4.
There is no such family in Russia, -
Wherever your hero is not remembered,
And the eyes of young soldiers
They look from photographs of the faded.
This look is like the highest court
For the kids who are growing up now.
And boys are not allowed
Neither lie nor deceive,
Don't go out of your way.
Performance of the song “Alyosha”
Soldier! Go through death, don't die
Don’t wipe your face in the heat, don’t freeze in the snow in winter.
There ahead is your fatherland, soldier, your home.
Walk, soldier, having your rights in this world,
Walk, fight for a year, two, three, and all four.
We are all yours, Russia, sons,
Your defense, your army
Let me humbly bow my head,
Ask for honor, to protect you.
Blessed be the country forever,
May every person be happy
For the happiness of loved ones, dear ones and relatives,
We will not spare our lives.
I swear tirelessly everywhere
Protect your birthmarks,
I will be your worthy son,
Mother of a soldier, my Motherland!
Performance of the song “Winged songs are flowing”
Reader (child):
Take care of Russia - there is no other Russia.
Take care of Russia, its peace and quiet.
This is the sky and the sun, this bread is on the table
And a native window in a forgotten village.
Take care of Russia so that it is strong,
To save us from trouble in difficult times.
She knows no fears, and her steel is strong.
And she doesn’t feel sorry for the last shirt for her friend.
Take care of Russia - we cannot live without it.
Take care of her so that she will be forever.
Our truth and strength, our proud destiny.
Take care of Russia - there is no other Russia. E. Sinitsyn. There is no other Russia
There was still mute darkness,
The earth was crying in the fog,
Ninth day of Big May
Already came into his own.
The song “May Waltz” is performed
The war is gone. The memory remains.
And scorched hearts.
And the funeral is an evil frost,
And someone's children without a father:
And the old mother is tired of waiting
Missing sons:
And sorrow trampled wrinkles
On the faces of graying widows.
And how many of them are there next to me?
Such dear, living soldiers!
Whiskeys are colored by war,
AND full list awards
For your courage in battle,
For your pain, for your wounds,
For my happy life -
Bow to you, veterans!
Girl: Glory to the home front workers!
Young man: Glory to the mothers and wives of Heroes!
Girl: To the fallen and living Heroes -
Together: Glory, glory, glory!!!
Performance of the song “Veterans of the Country” Lyrics. and M:O Kovaleva
Today is a day of wonderful meetings
The winner has a soldier.
Get all these years off your shoulders!
Youth again, May and forty-five!
Performance of the song “Three Tankers”
This day is special and desired.
The sun is shining brightly above.
Victory Day is a long-awaited holiday
Celebrated in our country.
But it is especially dear to veterans,
Tears of joy and pain in their eyes.
There is no way to heal mental wounds,
And the flowers in their hands tremble.
Performance of the song "Captain"
May your sky be clear
The star of joy does not go out,
And the roar of tanks and guns
He will die forever.
Over the years, without arguing,
We wish you with all our hearts
Health and health again
And life, good and big!
The song "Sunny Circle" is performed
Not burned by the forties,
With hearts rooted in silence, -
Of course, we look with different eyes,
To our big war.
We know from confusing, difficult stories,
About the bitter victorious path,
Therefore, at least our mind should
go through the road of suffering.
And we have to figure it out ourselves
In the pain that the world has suffered.
Of course, we look with different eyes,
The same ones, full of tears.
I don’t know when this will be
In the land of snow-white birches
Victory on the ninth of May
People will celebrate without tears.
Performance of the song “If there were no war”
The last shot fell silent long ago,
The last groan of the forties.
The years rush by with a quick gait,
And the line of living soldiers melts.
They died for our lives
Those who are old today.
With their last breath they shouted:
"Forward!" – in spite of everyone’s deaths.
Hiding behind a branch from the enemy's eyes,
He knew how to hit without missing a beat.
Only the eye, falling like a mark to the rifle,
I went numb from tension.
One... another... there are fewer, fewer,
Invaders of my land.
And on a May day sometimes in the spring
They were gone. And the world is brighter!
You had to go through half of Europe,
To finish them off in their hole.
War-spattered paths
Does not sweep away dry winds.
And time for everyone on our Victory Day
Remind memory verb:
The enemy, and this is our credo,
Hit where he came from!
Bow to the ground, soldier, from life,
From everyone you shielded.
You saved freedom, the honor of the Fatherland,
He deserves a memory in his descendants!
We will remember
Your names!
And bequeath the memory to future generations.
Heroes don't go away forever
They are not in danger of cold oblivion.
The sons of Russia are growing up again
And they are ready to serve the Motherland,
So that the sun does not disappear into the night forever,
And in the morning it illuminated the earth again.
Performance of the song “Officers”