Цель урока: приобщение ребят к культуре стран изучаемого языка, развитие навыков диалогической речи.
I. Вводная часть. (Обращение к теме мероприятия, постановка целей)II. The Story of Halloween. Pumpkin Patch. Trick or Treat. The Witches and Black Cats. (Рассказ об истории возникновения праздника, способах его проведения, неотъемлемых атрибутах праздника http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Halloween)
III. The Witch and The Black Cats. (Танцевальная постановка.)
IV. The Ghost at the Crossroads. (сценка)
THE GHOST AT THE CROSSROADS
Things needed: a note “a big stone”, a shot-gun, a table, some dishes, a bag marked “flour”, a toy-cat.
Characters: narrator, Tom, Mick, the ghost
Narrator: One night, Tom and Mick were in the village pub having a drink. They were talking about ghosts.
Tom: I don’t believe in ghosts!
Mick: And do you know that there is a ghost appearing every night at the crossroads?
Tom: It’s bullshit. What are you talking about?
Mick: Nobody from the village would go near the crossroads after midnight. Everyone says the place is haunted. Lots of people have seen a white figure there – a horrible one-eyed woman with a big black cat under her arm.
Tom: Are you crazy? Do you really believe in all that stuff?
Mick: I bet you won’t go to the crossroads by yourself after midnight!
Tom: (laughing) I’ll go – if you will!
Mick: OK. Let’s meet at midnight at the crossroads.
Narrator: Tom wanted to play a trick on Mick. He went to the crossroads just before midnight. He took a bag of flour and put it all over his face and hair and clothes. Then he sat down on a big stone by the crossroads and waited.
It was a very dark night. As the village clock struck twelve, Tom could hear Mick coming down the road. But he could not see him. Then he heard Mick calling:
Mick: Tom, Tom, are you there?
Narrator: Tom didn’t speak. He sat on the stone, very still and very white. When Mick came close enough to see Tom, he took one look and ran off down the road screaming:
Mick: Help! Help! I’ve seen a ghost!
Narrator: Tom laughed so much he fell off the stone. Early the next day Tom went down to Mick’s house. Mick was in the kitchen. He had locked all the doors and windows. He had a shotgun on the table. Tom knocked at the door. (Tom’s knocking). Mick opened the door. (Mick’s opening the door), let Tom in and locked the door again. He was tired and frightened. He had not been to bed.
Tom (trying not to laugh): Well, did you see the ghost last night?
Mick (whispering): Oh yes. I saw her as plain as day.
Tom: You fool! That was me you saw sitting on the stone by the crossroads!
Mick: Oh yes, I saw you on the stone, and I also saw that evil one-eyed witch with her cat, standing right behind you.
Narrator: When Tom heard this, he went quite white, as if someone had dusted his face with flour...
V. Cockles And Mussels. (музыкальная минутка)COCKLES AND MUSSELS
- In Dublin’s fair city
Where the girls are so pretty,
I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone.
As she wheeled her wheelbarrow
Through streets broad and narrow,
Crying, “cockles and mussels alive, alive-o!
Chorus: alive, alive-o! Alive, alive-o!
Crying, “cockles and mussels alive, alive-o! - She was a fishmonger,
But sure ‘twas no wonder,
For so were her father and mother before,
And they each wheeled their barrow
Through streets broad and narrow,
Crying, “cockles and mussels alive, alive-o!
Chorus: alive, alive-o! Alive, alive-o!
Crying, “cockles and mussels alive, alive-o! - She died of a fever,
And no one could save her,
And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone
But the ghost wheeled her barrow,
Through streets broad and narrow
Crying, “cockles and mussels alive, alive-o!
Chorus: alive, alive-o! Alive, alive-o!
Crying, “cockles and mussels alive, alive-o!
VI. The Canterville Ghost. (Мини-пьеса по мотивам сказки английского писателя и драматурга Оскара Уайльда)
THE CANTERVILLE GHOST
Characters: Mr. Otis, Mrs Otis, Virginia, Washington, the twins, the Ghost, Mrs. Umney, Lord Canterville, 2-3 narrators.
Narrator: Mr. Hiram Otis is a rich American from New York. He’s come to live and work in England but he doesn’t want to live in the city, he wants to live in the country outside London.
He wants to buy Canterville Chase, a large and very old house near London. So he visits Lord Canterville, the owner.
Lord: I do not live in Canterville Chase. Actually I don’t want to live there. The house has a ghost – The Canterville Ghost.
Otis: I come from America as you know, Lord Canterville. America is a modern country. So I don;t believe in ghosts. Have you ever seen this ghost?
Lord: No. But I have heard it at night.
Otis: I say it again. I don’t believe in ghosts. No one has ever found a ghost. No one has put the ghost in a museum. And you haven’t seen this ghost either.
Lord: But some of the members of my family have seen it! My aunt, for instance. She saw the ghost. She was so frightened that she was ill for the rest of her life. The servants have seen it so they won’t stay in the house at night. Only the housekeeper, Mrs. Umney, lives here. Alone.
Otis: I want to buy the house. I’ll buy the ghost as well.
Lord: But please remember, I told you about the ghost before you bought the house!
Narrator: So Mr. Otis buys the house and his family, Mrs Otis, the eldest son Washington of twenty years old, the twelve-year-old twins and his only daughter Virginia who is 15, move from America to England.
Mrs. Umney: Welcome to Canterville Chase! Pleased to meet you, Mr. Otis and your lovely family.
Mrs. Otis: My pleasure.
Mrs. Umney: Would you like some tea?
Mrs. Otis: Yes, please.
Mrs. Umney: Follow me into the library then.
Virginia: I like it here. The house is so big and seems to be full of mysteries.
Twin 1: I think there’s nothing mysterious about the house. It’s just big and old. That’s all.
Virginia: How utterly unromantic you are, darling!
Mrs. Otis: What’s this red stain on the floor, Mrs.Umney?
Mrs. Umney (in a quiet voice): It’s blood.
Mrs. Otis: Blood?
Mrs. Umney: Yes, Madam. You’re absolutely right. It’s blood.
Mrs. Otis: But I don’t want a blood-stain in my library! Please remove the stain, Mrs. Omney. Please clean the floor immediately!
Mrs. Umney: I’m sorry; Mrs. Otis, but I hardly can do it. It’s the blood of Lady Eleanore de Canterville who was murdered by her husband, Sir Simon de Canterville, in 1575. The blood-stain has been here over 3 hundred years. It cannot be removed, I’m afraid.
Washington: Nonsense! I have some Pinkerton’s Stain Remover from America. It can remove any stain. Watch! (He takes the stain remover out of his bag and rubs the stick on the stain). Pinkerton’s can remove anything. The blood-stain has gone.
Mrs. Umney: Oh, dear! (She faints)
Mrs. Otis: Mrs. Umney, Mrs. Umney! Mrs. Umney, can you speak?
Mrs. Umney: Trouble will come to this house. I’ve seen the ghost. The ghost will come to you! (The Otises help the woman to stand up). The ghost will come! You mustn’t remove the blood-stain. You mustn’t clean the library floor. The ghost will be angry.
The twins: Let’s look for the ghost. Let’s look round the house.
Narrator: This night the family goes to bed early. The storm continues all night. Next morning they go into the library. The blood stain has reappeared on the floor.
Washington: I’ll remove this blood-stain once more. Mum doesn’t want a blood-stain in the library. I’ll clean the floor again. (He removes the stain)
But the stain has come back again the next morning.
Mr. Otis: This is very strange. I’ll lock the library door at night. No one can come into the library. No one can put a stain on the floor.
Washington: I don’t think Pinkerton’s Stain Remover is bad. I think there really is a ghost. The ghost is making the blood-stain.
Mr. Otis: We must find this ghost. It must stop making these stains.
Narrator: Late at night when all the Otises are in bed Mr. Otis wakes up. There is a strange noise outside his room. The sound is like metal chains. The chains are rubbing together. Mr Otis gets out of bed and opens the bedroom door. He looks into the corridor. He sees the ghost in the corridor. There are chains on his hands and feet. He is rubbing the chains together so that they make a noise.
Mr. Otis: My dear sir, your chains make a terrible noise. You must put some oil on those chains. Here is some Rising Sun Oil from the United States. Please put the oil on your chains. (Puts the bottle of oil on the table and closes his bedroom door)
Ghost (surprisingly): I’ve lived here for over 300 years and I’ve never ever in my long life seen anything of this kind. Everyone is frightened of me but not this American gentleman. He isn’t afraid of me at all. Unbelievable! Incredible! Is it at all possible? I must work harder. I have to frighten the American!
Narrator: But at this very time something absolutely awful happens. The twins run out of their bedroom and throw their pillows at the ghost. They laugh loudly.
Twin 1: take it, stupid Ghost!
Twin 2: You can’t frighten us! You’re week and silly!
Twin 1: Go away! Leave the House!
Twin 2: And look at his robe! It’s so dirty and shabby.
Twin 1: Yeah, and he looks so miserable and funny!
Twin 2: Do all the ghosts look like that?
Ghost: No one can laugh at me! No one has ever laughed at me before! I’m a ghost! Everyone is frightened of ghosts! I must think it all over.
Narrator: Every night the Ghost comes out of his secret room to visit the library. He repaints the blood-stain and every morning Washington Otis removes it with the stain remover. As a result, the ghost finally has a great problem. He has finished all his red paint, his brown and purple paints are finished as well, so he sometimes paints his blood-stain green, sometimes blue.
One afternoon Virginia goes to the library. The library door is slightly open. She pushes the door wide open and quietly walks into the room. There is somebody sitting by the window. It is the Canterville Ghost!
Virginia: I feel very sorry for you. I’m sorry that my brothers were not very kind to you. But you did frighten them.
Ghost: Yes, I did! It’s my job to frighten everyone who comes to Canterville Chase.
Virginia: You are very wicked, I know. Mrs. Umney, the housekeeper, told us that you killed your wife.
Ghost: Yes, I did. But she wasn’t very kind. And it wasn’t very kind of her brothers to starve me to death.
Virginia: Starve you to death? Oh, poor ghost! Are you hungry? Would you like a sandwich?
Ghost: No, thank you. I never eat anything. But you are very kind. You are much kinder than the rest of your family. They are rude, nasty and unkind.
Virginia: Stop! You are nasty and unkind, too! You stole my paint box. You used my paints to make the blood-stain in the library. I never told anyone about it. But now I’m going to fetch my father.
Ghost: Please don’t go, Miss Virginia. I’m so lonely and so unhappy. I don’t know what to do. I want to go to sleep and I cannot.
Virginia: It’s easy to sleep. You go to bed and close your eyes.
Ghost: I haven’t slept for 300 years. I haven’t slept since I was murdered by my wife’s brothers.
Virginia (walking across the library and looking at the old face of the ghost): Poor ghost! How can I help you to sleep?
Ghost: Far away in the woods there is a little garden. In the garden the grass grows long and thick. There are many flowers and trees. A nightingale sings all night long. The bird’s sweet song is beautiful and sad. The white stars and the pale moon look down on this little garden. It is very peaceful.
Virginia (with eyes full of tears): You mean it is the Garden of Death
Ghost: Yes, the Garden of Sleep. It is very beautiful. There is peace and silence. There is no yesterday and no tomorrow. But only Love can open the door to the garden. For Love is stronger than Death. Have you read the writing on the library window?
Virginia: Yes, but I don’t understand it.
Ghost: Look! Read the lines on the window.
Virginia:
When a golden girl shall weep
For the ghost that cannot sleep,
Then the dead at last shall die
And in restful earth may lie.
Ghost: The words mean you must weep for me. Then the Angel of Death will let me rest. Will you help me, my dear?
Virginia: What do I have to do?
Ghost: You must come with me into the darkness. You will see strange things. You will hear strange voices, but nothing will hurt you. You are good and kind. The dark cannot hurt you.
Virginia doesn’t answer and the ghost waits. He has waited for 300 years but this is the longest minute of all that time.
Virginia: I’m not afraid. I will come with you into the dark.
The ghost kisses her hand. His lips are cold like ice, but they burn like fire. Virginia walks into the darkness with the ghost. She doesn’t come downstairs for supper. The family waits for her till midnight. None of the family wants to eat or sleep. Suddenly all the clocks in the house strike 12 and the Otises hear a terrible noise. Thunder crashes outside the house and the Otises hear a dreadful cry. Strange music sounds inside the house and the library door opens. Virginia stands in the doorway.
Otis (angrily): Where have you been? Your mother has been very worried. You have frightened us all. You must never play a trick like this again.
Twins: except on the ghost! You can play tricks on the ghost.
Virginia: Father, I have been with the ghost. He is dead and now he can rest. He gave me this box of beautiful jewels before he died. God has forgiven him for murdering his wife.
VII. The Halloween Quiz. (Разгадывание кроссворда)
Cross: 1. Halloween is celebrated in this part of Great Britain. 2. The spirit of a dead person appearing to the living. 3. Supply with food and drink. 4. The case to protect a light from wind and rain. 5. The month when Halloween is celebrated. 6. The Western part of Great Britain where Halloween is celebrated by a wide range of people. 7. The large, egg-shaped or round yellow fruit, the symbol of Halloween.
Down: 1.The name for a group of buildings fortified against attacks by enemies, the place where according to ancient British legends ghosts like to dwell. 2. The one who is supposed to have magic power and who uses it to do evil. 3. The evil joke one man plays on another. 4. This holiday is celebrated on November 31st in Great Britain and the USA.
VIII. The Teacher’s trick for Halloween. (В заключение мероприятия учителем обыгрывается обычай сыграть в праздник «злую шутку» над теми, кто не желает дать угощения на просьбу “Trick or treat?” Учитель рассаживает ребят вокруг себя и тихим мелодичным голосом начинает повествование. Цель учителя – увлечь ребят рассказом и в самый неожиданный момент сыграть над ними «злую шутку», внезапно повысив голос на словах “Give me your heart!”)In a far country in a small village there lived a young woman, Gretta by name. She lived alone and had neither relatives nor friends because she was very greedy and mean. She never said a word to her neighbours and nobody in the village liked her.
One night her dead father came to her in her dream and said “Before I died I had buried a good amount of money in the village cemetery. So if you want to get it, open your door on Halloween Eve and let the witch in. She will help you to get hold of the money.” Then the young woman woke up and crossed herself. She was frightened. However, on the Eve she wasn’t asleep and waited for the visitor. When the clock struck twelve, she heard a knock at the door. She wanted to go and unlock it. But she couldn’t move, so scared and nervous she was. “It’s the witch my dead father told me about. I won’t unlock the door and won’t let her in!”, -the woman thought. Suddenly the door flew open and an old ugly woman in worn-out shabby clothes (it’s better to say in rags) appeared in the doorway. Gretta was absolutely bewildered and horrified. She remembered perfectly well that she had locked the door before. “Follow me,”- said the witch and went out. Gretta stood up and followed her hesitatingly. It was a very dark night, no stars in the sky, no moon. The two women walked on and on. Finally they reached the village cemetery. Gretta stopped. She had never been there at such a late hour before. She started trembling with fear. In spite of the pitch-darkness surrounding her she could see a lot of silhouettes in front. They were all ghosts and witches. That she knew for sure. They were all moving, dancing and raging. The awful spectacle made her flesh creep. She was about to turn back and run away as fast as possible far, far away from that place and that evil Sabbath. But she was bursting with a great desire to get her father’s money. So she pulled herself together and stepped forward. Then the witch turned quietly to her, calmly put her hand on Gretta’s shoulder, kindly smiled and said “give me your heart!”
IX. Заключительная часть. (Подведение итогов)