Внеклассное мероприятие по теме "The anniversary of Great Victory"

Ведущий 1 (слайд 1): Приложение

In 2010 people all over the world are celebrating the anniversary of the Great Victory.
Victory Day is the most important and popular holiday in Russia.
В зале звучит фонограмма, слышен гул самолетов. Гул самолетов сменяется свистом и звуком разрывов бомб (слайд 2, 3, 4). Голос на диктофоне говорит о начале войны.

Ведущий:

Сорок первый
Июнь
Год и месяц борьбы всенародной
Даже пылью времен
Затянуть эту дату нельзя
Поднималась страна
И на фронт уходила
Поротно,
Кумачовые звезды
На полотнах знамен унося.

(слайд 5: 12 o’clock radio report 22 June 1941)

Ведущий 2:

At 12 o’clock on the 22nd of June the Soviet foreign Minister made a radio address to the nation. At 4 o’clock in the morning the Nazi troops attacked our country and bombed the cities: Zhitomir, Kiev, Sevastopol and some other without declaring a war.
“Pravda”, the most famous newspaper in Soviet Union ran an emotional poem by Vasily Lebedev-Kumach that opened with the words:

Rise up, beloved Soviet land,
To meet the fascist foe
To stay his strong and evil hand
Go forth, to battle go.

На экране появляется плакат “Родина – мать зовет!” (слайд 6) Звучит песня в исполнении детей:

Вставай страна огромная
Вставай на смертный бой
С фашистской силой темною
С проклятою ордой
Пусть ярость благородная
Вскипает как волна
Идет война народная
Священная война.

Get up, the giant country
Get up for mortal fight
With German horde uncounted
With forces of the night.

Chorus:

Let noble anger of the soul
Get boiled as a wave
The people’s war the holy war
We’ll fight until the grave.

Let’s give repulse to oppressors
Of all the ardent thoughts
To rappers and to murderers
Let’s say the swear words.

Chorus:

Let noble anger of the soul
Get boiled as a wave
The people’s war the holy war
We’ll fight until the grave

We will not let the darkened wings
Fly over Mother Land
The native country spacious fields
Are not for fiends extend.

Chorus:

Let noble anger of the soul
Get boiled as a wave
The people’s war the holy war
We’ll fight until the grave

For rotten fascist pack we’ve got
A bulled and a bomb
The spawn of the planet Earth
Must get into the tomb.

Ведущий 1: After some weeks of the beginning the Great Patriotic war the German armies occupied Leningrad. (Слайды 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14)

In September 1941 Fascist came up to Leningrad. There was a blockade around the city. 900 awful hungry days. People died from starvation and bitter cold. 125 gramme of bread per person a day. 300 grammes of groats and 100 gramme of butter a month. And later only 125 gramme of bread and nothing else. The city was bombed every day. Hitler was sure it was impossible to live through such situation. He wanted Leningrad to wipe off the face of the Earth. But he was mistaken.

Ведущий 2: The first months of the war. The first losses of the Soviet army.
We can’t explain feelings of those who lost their dear ones. We can not feel their emotions on those days. Only listening to songs and looking at photos we can imagine their sufferings. The songs reflected the major battles of that war.

Звучит песня “На безымянной высоте” (слайды 15, 16, 17)

“Height without a name”

The hill and woods were blazing bright there,
The sunset flared high in the West,
And only three were left to fight there
Once we were eighteen of the best.
Our dearest friends fell in the darkness,
They’ll never rise to fight again.

Beside that strange and distant village,
Upon a height without a name.
Beside that strange and distant village,
Upon a height without a name.
A rocket flaring, flashing, falling
It burnt out like a dying star
The men who fought there lived recalling
The battle that once raged on far
They can’t forget it, can’t forget it
The fierce attacks, scorching flame.

Beside that strange and distant village,
Upon a height without a name.
Beside that strange and distant village,
Upon a height without a name.

I often dream now that we’re back where
Our friends all fought in that Great War
I see the pine-trees, burnt and black there
Above our dug-out and once more
I see the front line, see my comrades,
I live again through din and pain.

Beside that strange and distant village,
Upon a height without a name.
Beside that strange and distant village,
Upon a height without a name.

Ведущий 1: Our composers made songs and people sang them. (слайд18) There wasn’t any fear before death in those songs. There lived belief, hope, and love.
Our soldiers were dreaming of someone to love and be waiting for them back in peaceful life.
Mikhail Isakovsky wrote words of a very famous song “Katyusha”, which has always been popular among the Soviet people.

Звучит песня “Катюша” (слайды 19, 20, 21)

Apple-trees and pear-trees a blooming
Mists were floating on the river deep
And Katyusha’s gone out in the gloaming
On the river bank so high and deep.

She went out and sang so sweet and clearly
Of the soft grey eagle of the steppes
Of the one, the boy she loves so dearly
Of one whose letters she still keeps.

Song, oh maiden song above the water
Fly forward the sunset bright and fair
To the soldier on the distant border
Bring Katyusha’s greetings on the air.

May he think of her so young and lovely?
May he hear her singing song above?
May he guard and keep his native country?
As Katyusha guards and keeps her love.

Apple-trees and pear-trees a blooming
Mists were floating on the river deep
And Katyusha’s gone out in the gloaming
On the river bank so high and deep.

Ведущий 2: There were a lot of major military leaders on that time. One of them was Marshal Georgy Zhukov. (Слайд 22) He and many others soldiers and officers fought under Brest, Moscow and Stalingrad. Not only men but women left their homes and went to the front working as nurses. They were snipers, pilots, soldiers. Their gun was a word too.

Nobody can imagine women’s feelings and sufferings. They lost sons, husbands and brothers.
Olga Berggolts wrote: (слайд 23)

Мы будем драться с беззаветной силой
Мы одолеем бешеных зверей
Мы победим, клянусь тебе, Россия
От имени российских матерей.

People all over the world say “May be always be sunshine” Песня “Пусть всегда будет солнце”

Bright blue the sky
Sun up on high
That was the little boy’s picture
He drew for you
Wrote for you too,
Just to make clear
That he drew.

Chorus:

May there always be sunshine
May there always be blue skies.
May there always be Mummy
May there always be me!

My little friend
Listen, my little friend
Peace is the dream of the people
Hearts old and young
Never have done
Singing the song you have sung.

Chorus:

May there always be sunshine
May there always be blue skies.
May there always be Mummy
May there always be me!

Ведущий 1: Every time we celebrate the Victory Day we remember all the soldiers and generals, children and women which fought against fascism. (Слайды 24–34) Приложение

Прошла война, прошла страда
Но боль взывает к людям
“Давайте люди, никогда
Об этом не забудем!”
Пусть память вечную о ней
Хранят, об этой муке
И дети нынешних детей
И наших внуков внуки.