Winged alarm clock. Review of Chaplin’s story “Chaplin’s Winged Alarm Clock, Winged Alarm Clock, main characters

Seryozha is happy. He moved to a new house with his mom and dad. Now they have a two-room apartment. One room with a balcony, my parents lived in it, and Seryozha lived in the other.

Seryozha was upset that the room where he would live did not have a balcony.

“Nothing,” said dad. - But we will make a bird feeder, and you will feed them in winter.

So only sparrows will fly,” Seryozha objected dissatisfied. - The guys say they are harmful, and they shoot them with slingshots.

Don't repeat nonsense! - the father got angry. - Sparrows are useful in the city. They feed their chicks with caterpillars, and hatch chicks two or three times during the summer. So consider how much benefit they have. Anyone who shoots birds with slingshots will never be a real hunter.

Seryozha remained silent. He didn't want to say that he, too, had shot birds with a slingshot. And he really wanted to be a hunter, and definitely like his dad. You can also shoot accurately and learn everything from your tracks.

Dad kept his promise, and on the first day off they got to work. Seryozha provided nails and planks, and dad planed and hammered them together.

When the work was finished, dad took the feeder and nailed it right under the window. He did this on purpose so that in winter he could pour food through the window for the birds. Mom praised their work, but there’s nothing to say about Seryozha: now he himself liked his father’s idea.

Dad, will we start feeding the birds soon? - he asked when everything was ready. - After all, winter has not yet arrived.

Why wait for winter? - Dad answered. - Now let's begin. You think that when you pour out the food, all the sparrows will flock to peck it! No, brother, you need to train them first. Even though a sparrow lives near a person, it is a cautious bird.

And it’s true, as dad said, so it happened. Every morning Seryozha poured various crumbs and grains into the feeders, but the sparrows did not even fly close to her. They sat down at a distance, on a large poplar tree, and sat on it.

Seryozha was very upset. He really thought that as soon as the food was poured out, the sparrows would immediately fly to the window.

“Nothing,” dad consoled him. “They will see that no one is offending them, and they will stop being afraid.” Just don't hang around the window.

Seryozha followed all his father’s advice exactly. And soon I began to notice that every day the birds became bolder and bolder. Now they were already landing on the nearby branches of the poplar, then they became completely brave and began to fly to the table.

And how carefully they did it! They will fly by once or twice, see that there is no danger, grab a piece of bread and quickly fly off with it to a secluded place. They peck there slowly so that no one takes it away, and then fly back to the feeder.

While it was autumn, Seryozha fed the sparrows with bread, but when winter came, he began to give them more grain. Because the bread froze quickly, the sparrows did not have time to peck it and remained hungry.

Seryozha felt very sorry for the sparrows, especially when severe frosts began. The poor creatures sat disheveled, motionless, with their frozen paws tucked under them, and patiently awaited a treat.

But how happy they were about Seryozha! As soon as he approached the window, they flocked from all sides, chirping loudly, and hurried to have breakfast as soon as possible. On frosty days, Seryozha fed his feathered friends several times. After all, a well-fed bird can tolerate cold more easily.

At first, only sparrows flew to Seryozha’s feeder, but one day he noticed a titmouse among them. Apparently, the winter cold also drove her here. And when the titmouse saw that there was money to be made here, it began to fly every day.

Seryozha was glad that the new guest visited his dining room so willingly. He read somewhere that tits love lard. He took out a piece, and so that the sparrows would not drag it away, he hung it on a thread, as dad taught.

The titmouse instantly realized that this treat was reserved for her. She immediately grabbed onto the fat with her paws, pecked, and she seemed to be swinging on a swing. She pecked for a long time. It’s immediately obvious that she liked this delicacy.

Seryozha always fed his birds in the morning and always at the same time. As soon as the alarm clock rang, he got up and poured food into the feeder.

The sparrows were already waiting for this time, but the titmouse was especially waiting. She appeared from nowhere and boldly landed on the table. In addition, the bird turned out to be very savvy. She was the first to figure out that if Seryozha’s window knocked in the morning, she had to hurry to breakfast. Moreover, she was never mistaken and, if the neighbor’s window knocked, she did not fly in.

But this was not the only thing that distinguished the shrewd bird. One day it happened that the alarm clock went bad. No one knew that he had deteriorated. Even my mother didn't know. She could have overslept and been late for work if not for the tit.

The bird flew in to have breakfast and saw that no one was opening the window, no one was pouring food out. She jumped with the sparrows on the empty table, jumped and began knocking on the glass with her beak: “Let’s eat quickly!” Yes, she knocked so hard that Seryozha woke up. I woke up and couldn’t understand why the titmouse was knocking on the window. Then I thought - she was probably hungry and asking for food.

Got up. He poured food for the birds, looked, and on the wall clock the hands already showed almost nine. Then Seryozha woke up mom and dad and quickly ran to school.

From then on, the titmouse got into the habit of knocking on his window every morning. And she knocked at exactly eight o'clock. It’s like she guessed the time by the clock!

It happened that as soon as she knocked with her beak, Seryozha would quickly jump out of bed and rush to get dressed. Of course, it will keep knocking until you give it food. Mom laughed too:

Look, the alarm clock has arrived!

And dad said:

Well done, son! You won't find such an alarm clock in any store. It turns out that you didn’t work for nothing.

All winter the titmouse woke up Seryozha, and when spring came, she flew into the forest. After all, there, in the forest, tits build nests and hatch chicks. Probably, Serezhina’s titmouse also flew off to hatch her chicks. And by the fall, when they are adults, she will return to Seryozha’s feeding trough again, and, perhaps, not alone, but with the whole family, and will again begin to wake him up in the morning for school.

A fascinating and interesting story for middle school children about birds, titmouse birds. Read it quickly.

WINGED ALARM CLOCK

Seryozha is happy. He moved to a new house with his mom and dad. Now they have a two-room apartment. One room with a balcony, my parents lived in it, and Seryozha lived in the other.

Seryozha was upset that the room where he would live did not have a balcony.

“Nothing,” said dad. - But we will make a bird feeder, and you will feed them in winter.

“So only sparrows will fly,” Seryozha objected dissatisfied. - The guys say they are harmful, and they shoot them with slingshots.

- Don’t repeat nonsense! - the father got angry. — Sparrows are useful in the city. They feed their chicks with caterpillars, and hatch chicks two or three times during the summer. So consider how much benefit they have. Anyone who shoots birds with slingshots will never be a real hunter.

Seryozha remained silent. He didn't want to say that he, too, had shot birds with a slingshot. And he really wanted to be a hunter, and definitely like his dad. You can also shoot accurately and learn everything from your tracks.

Dad kept his promise, and on the first day off they got to work. Seryozha provided nails and planks, and dad planed and hammered them together.

When the work was finished, dad took the feeder and nailed it right under the window. He did this on purpose so that in winter he could pour food through the window for the birds. Mom praised their work, but there’s nothing to say about Seryozha: now he himself liked his father’s idea.

- Dad, will we start feeding the birds soon? - he asked when everything was ready. - After all, winter has not yet come.

- Why wait for winter? - Dad answered. - Now let's begin. You think that when you pour out the food, all the sparrows will flock to peck it! No, brother, you need to train them first. Even though a sparrow lives near a person, it is a cautious bird.

And it’s true, as dad said, so it happened. Every morning Seryozha poured various crumbs and grains into the feeders, but the sparrows did not even fly close to her. They sat down at a distance, on a large poplar tree, and sat on it.

Seryozha was very upset. He really thought that as soon as the food was poured out, the sparrows would immediately fly to the window.

“Nothing,” dad consoled him. “They’ll see that no one is offending them, and they’ll stop being afraid.” Just don't hang around the window.

Seryozha followed all his father’s advice exactly. And soon I began to notice that every day the birds became bolder and bolder. Now they were already landing on the nearby branches of the poplar, then they became completely brave and began to fly to the table.

And how carefully they did it! They will fly by once or twice, see that there is no danger, grab a piece of bread and quickly fly off with it to a secluded place. They peck there slowly so that no one takes it away, and then fly back to the feeder.

While it was autumn, Seryozha fed the sparrows with bread, but when winter came, he began to give them more grain. Because the bread froze quickly, the sparrows did not have time to peck it and remained hungry.

Seryozha felt very sorry for the sparrows, especially when severe frosts began. The poor creatures sat disheveled, motionless, with their frozen paws tucked under them, and patiently awaited a treat.

But how happy they were about Seryozha! As soon as he approached the window, they flocked from all sides, chirping loudly, and hurried to have breakfast as soon as possible. On frosty days, Seryozha fed his feathered friends several times. After all, a well-fed bird can tolerate cold more easily.

At first, only sparrows flew to Seryozha’s feeder, but one day he noticed a titmouse among them. Apparently, the winter cold also drove her here. And when the titmouse saw that there was money to be made here, it began to fly every day.

Seryozha was glad that the new guest visited his dining room so willingly. He read somewhere that tits love lard. He took out a piece, and so that the sparrows would not drag it away, he hung it on a thread, as dad taught.

The titmouse instantly realized that this treat was reserved for her. She immediately grabbed onto the fat with her paws, pecked, and she seemed to be swinging on a swing. She pecked for a long time. It’s immediately obvious that she liked this delicacy.

Seryozha always fed his birds in the morning and always at the same time. As soon as the alarm clock rang, he got up and poured food into the feeder.

The sparrows were already waiting for this time, but the titmouse was especially waiting. She appeared from nowhere and boldly landed on the table. In addition, the bird turned out to be very savvy. She was the first to figure out that if Seryozha’s window knocked in the morning, she had to hurry to breakfast. Moreover, she was never mistaken and, if the neighbor’s window knocked, she did not fly in.

But this was not the only thing that distinguished the shrewd bird. One day it happened that the alarm clock went bad. No one knew that he had deteriorated. Even my mother didn't know. She could have overslept and been late for work if not for the tit.

The bird flew in to have breakfast and saw that no one was opening the window, no one was pouring out food. She jumped with the sparrows on the empty table, jumped and began knocking on the glass with her beak: “Let’s eat quickly!” Yes, she knocked so hard that Seryozha woke up. I woke up and couldn’t understand why the titmouse was knocking on the window. Then I thought - she was probably hungry and asking for food.

Got up. He poured food for the birds, looked, and on the wall clock the hands already showed almost nine. Then Seryozha woke up mom and dad and quickly ran to school.

From then on, the titmouse got into the habit of knocking on his window every morning. And she knocked at exactly eight o'clock. It’s like she guessed the time by the clock!

It used to be that as soon as she knocked with her beak, Seryozha would quickly jump out of bed and rush to get dressed. Of course, it will keep knocking until you give it food. Mom laughed too:

- Look, the alarm clock has arrived!

And dad said:

- Well done, son! You won't find such an alarm clock in any store. It turns out that you didn’t work for nothing.

All winter the titmouse woke up Seryozha, and when spring came, she flew into the forest. After all, there, in the forest, tits build nests and hatch chicks. Probably, Serezhina’s titmouse also flew off to hatch her chicks. And by the fall, when they are adults, she will return to Seryozha’s feeding trough again, and, perhaps, not alone, but with the whole family, and will again begin to wake him up in the morning for school.

Today we will introduce children not to a fairy tale, but to a story. Story by V. Chaplina “ Winged alarm clock", I will give it in an abbreviated retelling so that the kids can understand it and sit through it in time. For older children, the stories of this writer can be bought in a bookstore, or if one is lucky enough to be downloaded from the Internet. I tried in vain to find them, unfortunately I couldn’t.

And so, “Winged Alarm Clock”.

Seryozha is happy. He moved to a new house with his mom and dad. Now they have a two-room apartment. One room with a balcony, my parents lived in it, and Seryozha lived in the other.
Seryozha was upset that his room would not have a balcony.
“Nothing,” said dad, “but we will make a bird feeder, and you will feed them in winter.”
“So only sparrows will fly,” Seryozha said displeasedly. - the guys say they are harmful and they shoot at them with slingshots.
-Don’t repeat nonsense! – the father got angry. – they feed harmful insects to the chicks.

Dad kept his promise and on the first day off they got to work. Seryozha provided nails and planks, and dad planed and hammered them together. The feeder was hung right under the window in Seryozha’s room.
-dad. Will we soon start feeding the birds? After all, winter has not yet arrived.
-Why wait for winter? Now let's begin. Do you think that just by pouring out the food, all the birds will flock together? No, son, you need to tame them first. Even though a sparrow lives next to a person, it is a cautious bird.

As dad said. And so it happened, the sparrows watched from afar, he was in no hurry to fly up to the feeder. Seryozha was very upset.
“It’s okay,” his dad consoled him, they’ll see that no one is offending them, and they’ll stop being afraid.
Soon Seryozha noticed that every day the birds became bolder and bolder and soon began to sit on the feeder. Seryozha was very sorry for the sparrows, he fed them bread, and when winter came, he began to feed them grain.

The poor fellows sat, ruffled, and waited for Seryozha's treat and were very happy about his appearance. One day a titmouse came to visit him. Seryozha hung a piece of bacon on a string for her, as her dad taught her.

Seryozha fed his birds every morning at the same time, when the alarm clock rang. The birds got used to it and were already waiting for him by this time.

One day the alarm clock broke at home and no one knew about it, everyone was sleeping sweetly and could have been late for work and kindergarten if not for the titmouse.

A bird flew in to have breakfast, looked, no one opened the window and poured out food, she jumped along with the sparrows on the feeder and started knocking on the window with her beak: “Let’s eat quickly!” Yes, she knocked so hard that Seryozha woke up, fed the birds and woke up his parents.

Since then, the titmouse has gotten into the habit of knocking on his window every morning. And she knocked at the same time, just like she guessed by the clock. Mom laughed:
- Look, the alarm clock has arrived.
And dad said:
-Well done son, you can’t buy such an alarm clock in any store.

DRAWING.

Let's draw a titmouse.
Explain to your child that you need to start drawing the bird from the body, then the head and tail. Once you have finished drawing, start coloring. Show your child how to paint the bird correctly - the strokes or paint should not go beyond the outline of the image, otherwise the drawing will not be neat.

Seryozha is happy. He moved to a new house with his mom and dad. Now they have a two-room apartment. One room with a balcony, my parents lived in it, and Seryozha lived in the other.

Seryozha was upset that the room where he would live did not have a balcony.

“Nothing,” said dad. - But we will make a bird feeder, and you will feed them in winter.

“So only sparrows will fly,” Seryozha objected dissatisfied. - The guys say they are harmful, and they shoot them with slingshots.

- Don’t repeat nonsense! - the father got angry. — Sparrows are useful in the city. They feed their chicks with caterpillars, and hatch chicks two or three times during the summer. So consider how much benefit they have. Anyone who shoots birds with slingshots will never be a real hunter.

Seryozha remained silent. He didn't want to say that he, too, had shot birds with a slingshot. And he really wanted to be a hunter, and definitely like his dad. You can also shoot accurately and learn everything from your tracks.

Dad kept his promise, and on the first day off they got to work. Seryozha provided nails and planks, and dad planed and hammered them together.

When the work was finished, dad took the feeder and nailed it right under the window. He did this on purpose so that in winter he could pour food through the window for the birds. Mom praised their work, but there’s nothing to say about Seryozha: now he himself liked his father’s idea.

- Dad, will we start feeding the birds soon? - he asked when everything was ready. - After all, winter has not yet come.

- Why wait for winter? - Dad answered. - Now let's begin. You think that when you pour out the food, all the sparrows will flock to peck it! No, brother, you need to train them first. Even though a sparrow lives near a person, it is a cautious bird.

And it’s true, as dad said, so it happened. Every morning Seryozha poured various crumbs and grains into the feeders, but the sparrows did not even fly close to her. They sat down at a distance, on a large poplar tree, and sat on it.

Seryozha was very upset. He really thought that as soon as the food was poured out, the sparrows would immediately fly to the window.

“Nothing,” dad consoled him. “They’ll see that no one is offending them, and they’ll stop being afraid.” Just don't hang around the window.

Seryozha followed all his father’s advice exactly. And soon I began to notice that every day the birds became bolder and bolder. Now they were already landing on the nearby branches of the poplar, then they became completely brave and began to fly to the table.

And how carefully they did it! They will fly by once or twice, see that there is no danger, grab a piece of bread and quickly fly off with it to a secluded place. They peck there slowly so that no one takes it away, and then fly back to the feeder.

While it was autumn, Seryozha fed the sparrows with bread, but when winter came, he began to give them more grain. Because the bread froze quickly, the sparrows did not have time to peck it and remained hungry.

Seryozha felt very sorry for the sparrows, especially when severe frosts began. The poor creatures sat disheveled, motionless, with their frozen paws tucked under them, and patiently awaited a treat.

But how happy they were about Seryozha! As soon as he approached the window, they flocked from all sides, chirping loudly, and hurried to have breakfast as soon as possible. On frosty days, Seryozha fed his feathered friends several times. After all, a well-fed bird can tolerate cold more easily.

At first, only sparrows flew to Seryozha’s feeder, but one day he noticed a titmouse among them. Apparently, the winter cold also drove her here. And when the titmouse saw that there was money to be made here, it began to fly every day.

Seryozha was glad that the new guest visited his dining room so willingly. He read somewhere that tits love lard. He took out a piece, and so that the sparrows would not drag it away, he hung it on a thread, as dad taught.

The titmouse instantly realized that this treat was reserved for her. She immediately grabbed onto the fat with her paws, pecked, and she seemed to be swinging on a swing. She pecked for a long time. It’s immediately obvious that she liked this delicacy.

Seryozha always fed his birds in the morning and always at the same time. As soon as the alarm clock rang, he got up and poured food into the feeder.

The sparrows were already waiting for this time, but the titmouse was especially waiting. She appeared from nowhere and boldly landed on the table. In addition, the bird turned out to be very savvy. She was the first to figure out that if Seryozha’s window knocked in the morning, she had to hurry to breakfast. Moreover, she was never mistaken and, if the neighbor’s window knocked, she did not fly in.

But this was not the only thing that distinguished the shrewd bird. One day it happened that the alarm clock went bad. No one knew that he had deteriorated. Even my mother didn't know. She could have overslept and been late for work if not for the tit.

The bird flew in to have breakfast and saw that no one was opening the window, no one was pouring out food. She jumped with the sparrows on the empty table, jumped and began knocking on the glass with her beak: “Let’s eat quickly!” Yes, she knocked so hard that Seryozha woke up. I woke up and couldn’t understand why the titmouse was knocking on the window. Then I thought - she was probably hungry and asking for food.

Got up. He poured food for the birds, looked, and on the wall clock the hands already showed almost nine. Then Seryozha woke up mom and dad and quickly ran to school.

From then on, the titmouse got into the habit of knocking on his window every morning. And she knocked at exactly eight o'clock. It’s like she guessed the time by the clock!

It used to be that as soon as she knocked with her beak, Seryozha would quickly jump out of bed and rush to get dressed. Of course, it will keep knocking until you give it food. Mom laughed too:

- Look, the alarm clock has arrived!

And dad said:

- Well done, son! You won't find such an alarm clock in any store. It turns out that you didn’t work for nothing.

All winter the titmouse woke up Seryozha, and when spring came, she flew into the forest. After all, there, in the forest, tits build nests and hatch chicks. Probably, Serezhina’s titmouse also flew off to hatch her chicks. And by the fall, when they are adults, she will return to Seryozha’s feeding trough again, and, perhaps, not alone, but with the whole family, and will again begin to wake him up in the morning for school.

Subject: V. Chaplin “Winged Alarm Clock”

Target: Study V. Chaplina’s story “The Winged Alarm Clock”

Tasks :

    Introduce students to the features of V. Chaplina’s story “The Winged Alarm Clock”

    Develop the skills of correct, conscious reading, learn to express your impressions, share your ideas with friends, expand your reading horizons, observation skills; create an atmosphere for empathy and an emotional response to the work. Correctionoral speech that recreates the imagination.

    Bring upa feeling of compassion for birds; learn to help them.

Lesson progress .

1.Organizational moment

Who wants to talk

He must reprimand

Everything is correct and clear,

So that it is clear to everyone.

We will talk

And we will reprimand

So correct and clear

So that it is clear to everyone.

II . Communicating the topic and purpose of the lesson

- My alarm clock is not electric

And not at all mechanical.

He flies outside the window with sharp beak and wing

This is a small bird, and its name is.....

- Today we will meetthe story by V. Chaplina “The Winged Alarm Clock”

III . Working on breathing. Work on clarity of pronunciation.

1. Breathing exercises

2.Work on tongue twister

3.Text for speech charging

IV .Examination homework

    Who took care of the forest inhabitants?

    What is the name of the main character of the story?

    Why did Kolya go to the forest?

    Who did Kolya once save?

    How did Kolya help the deer?

    What did Kolya feed Lenka?

    How did the deer greet the boy?

Retelling chapter 4 according to plan.

V . Work on new topic

1.Teacher's opening speech

Mikhailova Vera Vasilievna, literary pseudonym
Vera Chaplina - a famous children's writer whose life is connected with the Moscow Zoo. At the age of 15, Vera Chaplina entered the circle of young biologists, where she not only nursed the cubs and took care of them, she observed the animals and did everything so that the animals did not particularly feel that they were in captivity. All the writer’s books tell about the life of animals, both in the zoo and in the wild. They are dedicated to people who work with animals and give them their warmth and affection.

. 2.Vocabulary work

Plane

3.Reading the text by the teacher

Now we will listen to part 1 of the story and answer the question: What did Seryozha and dad do?

4.Primary perception of the text

Why was Seryozha unhappy when dad decided to make a feeding trough?

How did the boy's attitude towards sparrows change?

Message

Tits are small, smart, dexterous, brave birds. The largest weighs more than 20 grams, the smallest weighs less than 10 grams (for comparison, take a simple pencil). These birds are named so because they emit a loud melodic whistle: “si-si.” So they called them tits.

5. Physical training

6.Secondary perception of the text

1. Selective reading.

2.Work with additional material

November 12 Titmouse's day

(day of meeting wintering birds)

The titmouse starts squeaking in the morning - expect frost at night.

Tits flutter under the window - it means cold.

If a tit sits on your hand, you need to make a wish. If a titmouse gives voice, the wish will come true.

7.Gymnastics for the eyes

Exercise "Owl"

VI .Corrective task

Piggy bank of good deeds

VII .Reinforcement

Reading the text “to yourself”

Quiz

VIII .Summing up the lesson. Evaluation of work results. Grading.

What illustrations would you draw for the story?

IX .Homework: pp.87-90 read, retell

1. The author of the work “The Winged Alarm Clock”?

2.Who was the “winged alarm clock”?

3.Name of the boy who took care of the birds?

4.What did dad and Seryozha make?

5.What do tits like most?

6.What other birds are mentioned in the story?

7. At what time did the titmouse knock on the window?

8.What should you not feed birds in severe frost?

1. The author of the work “The Winged Alarm Clock”?

2.Who was the “winged alarm clock”?

3.Name of the boy who took care of the birds?

4.What did dad and Seryozha make?

5.What do tits like most?

6.What other birds are mentioned in the story?

7. At what time did the titmouse knock on the window?

8.What should you not feed birds in severe frost?

1. The author of the work “The Winged Alarm Clock”?

2.Who was the “winged alarm clock”?

3.Name of the boy who took care of the birds?

4.What did dad and Seryozha make?

5.What do tits like most?

6.What other birds are mentioned in the story?

7. At what time did the titmouse knock on the window?

8.What should you not feed birds in severe frost?



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