Sasha Cherny "When there is no one at home"

Looks into the glass

red month,

Everyone is gone and I am alone.

And great! And great!

Very clear:

I am braver than all men.

With the cat Moore, looking at the month,

We climbed onto the bed

The moon is our brother

wind - uncle,

That's it uncle!

The stars are sisters

heaven is mother...

I will sing out loud!

I will sing loudly

So that from the stove through the darkness

On a ribbon

The bear did not come down to us ...

I'm not afraid of rats or Buki,

A poker in his nose!

Not the lame damn thing Kluka,

Not a viper - Nobody and nothing!

A cloud in the sky, like a lamb,

In curls, in curls.

I'm not a boy, I'm an elephant

I am a tiger

Asleep in the reeds...

I wait and I wait, I wait in vain -

The bell is numb...

The month, my brother, the month is red,

The moon is clear

Why did you turn pale?

Sasha Cherny "Who?"

“Come on, kids!

Who is the bravest in the world?

I knew it - in response, all in unison in a singsong voice:

A lion? Ha ha... It's easy to be brave

If the paws are wider than the mop.

No, not a lion, not an elephant...

Bravest of all, baby -

Yesterday I saw a miracle

How the mouse climbed onto the dish

And at the nose of a sleeping cat

I quickly ate all the crumbs.

Sasha Cherny "Skrut"

Who lives under the ceiling?

Does he have a beard?

And a shirt-front, and a vest?

How does he get up in the morning?

Who drinks coffee with him in the morning?

And how long has he lived there?

Who runs with him along the roofs?

Well, what's his name?

He's naughty, right?

- Never!..

Sasha Cherny "How the cat ate sour cream"

There were mice

Gray coats.

There lived a cat

Velvet belly.

The cat went to the closet

Lick the sour cream

Yes, a closet on the valve,

And there are mice in the closet...

The cat is sitting in front of the door

Heart pounding -

You can't enter!

Here the cat sang

Like a mouse

"Hey, you, listen,

I'm a mouse too

It hurts to eat

Don't go through the door...

You have a lot in a glass

Soak your paws in sour cream

Yes, put it under the door.

Hurry, deaf chicks!

I will lick

Thanks, I'll say..."

The mice believed

rogue cat,

Toes out...

And the cat is a dick! ..

From all paws...

Pulled out by the paws

Grabbed in an armful

Sasha Cherny "Mystery"

Under the apple tree, the geese roar and hiss,

They look angrily at the apple tree,

Bypass the neglected garden

And they poke their beaks into the trough ...

But the wind suddenly shook the apple tree quietly -

Bach! The apple popped off the branch.

And the geese, swaying, rushed to the rumble,

Behind them skipping hens ...

Ducklings waddle along the beds,

Turkeys are running from the fence,

Under the apple tree they roam back and forth,

They scream and fight. Scream!

Lying on the bench Ilyusha-shooter

And licked his lips. Sweet!

Who picked up a delicious apple and ate it?

Mystery...

S. Yesenin

Winter sings - calls out

Shaggy forest cradles

The call of a pine forest.

Around with deep longing

Sailing to a distant land

Gray clouds.

And in the yard a snowstorm

Spreads like a silk carpet,

But it's painfully cold.

Sparrows are playful

Like orphan children

Huddled at the window.

Little birds are chilled,

Hungry, tired

And they huddle tighter.

A blizzard with a furious roar

Knocks on the shutters hung

And getting more and more angry.

And gentle birds doze

Under these whirlwinds of snow

At the frozen window.

And they dream of a beautiful

In the smiles of the sun is clear

Spring beauty.

O. Mandelstam

The phone is crying in the apartment,

Two minutes, three, four.

He shut up and is angry again:

Ah, no one came.

So I don't need at all.

I am offended, I have a cold:

Phones - old people -

They will understand my calls!

scatter like peas

Phone calls,

But from the kitchen they hear badly

Irons and kettles.

And the pans are deaf -

But they are not to blame.

Blame the open faucet -

He makes noise like a drum.

M. Klokova "Santa Claus"

Free-flowing snow in the field at night,

In the dark sky, in the soft cloud

Sleeping moon.

Quiet in the field. dark-dark

Looks at the forest.

Santa Claus, a huge old man,

From the tree of tears.

He is all white, all in updates,

All in the stars

In a white hat and downy

All in silver icicles

He has a whistle in his mouth

From ice.

Higher, higher

Santa Claus is growing up.

Here he is out

Because of the trees and birches.

Here it flooded

grabbed a pine tree

And patted

Snow mitten moon.

He walked

He shook his head

He whistled

In your whistle icy.

All snowflakes

They settled down in the snowdrifts,

All snowflakes

The flames lit up.

M. Moravskaya "Orange peel"

It is bitter for me to live, very bitter, -

Everyone's gone and I'm alone...

The mouse moves in a mink,

I gnaw, sighing, crusts, -

I ate an orange a long time ago.

I cried for a long, long time

There are no more tears.

Orange peel juice

I will sprinkle my eyes.

I'll stock up on tears again

I'll cry at least half a day -

Let them come and see for themselves

How they offended me.

A. Barto "I know what to think of"

I know what to think

No more winter

So that instead of high snowdrifts

Green hills all around.

I look into the glass

Green color,

And immediately winter

Turns into summer.

Y. Vladimirov "Eccentrics"

I sent eccentrics to the market,

Gave the eccentrics nickels.

One penny -

on a sash

Another penny -

on the cap

And the third penny -

On the way to the market eccentrics

Messed up all the pennies:

Which nickel

on a sash

Which nickel

on the cap

And which penny

Only at night the eccentrics came,

They brought me back the nickels.

- Sorry,

but we are in trouble:

We forgot,

which where:

Which nickel

on a sash

Which nickel

on the cap

And which penny

3. Alexandrova "Snowball"

Snow flutters, spins,

It's white outside.

And the puddles turned

In cold glass

Where the finches sang in summer

Today - look! —

Like pink apples

On the branches of snowmen.

The snow is cut by skis,

Like chalk, creaky and dry.

And the red cat catches

Cheerful white flies.

3. Alexandrova "Rain"

To us on a long wet leg

The rain is running down the path.

In a puddle - look, look! —

He blows bubbles.

If the puddles fill up

So I want to undress

Run and shake

Bushes in the warm rain...

The rain danced across the garden

Spilled water on the beds,

He transferred a cloud-watering can,

He watered the oats in the fields.

Dry washed clean

Burdocks large leaves.

This is very good,

It's been raining today!

L. Kvitko "Complaint of trees"

In baskets, fruits are brought into the house,

When the summer passes

And left in the rain

Behind the door the garden is undressed.

And there will be banks until spring

Full of pink jam

And there will be apples in the chest

Fresh as if in September

And drunken cherries scarlet juice

Color the granulated sugar.

And the garden remained there, outside,

Stand waist-deep in a black puddle.

A cold whirlwind caught up with him -

The garden coughed and groaned.

The trees are hunched over, wheezing,

Shaking from head to toe:

“We would all run away now,

Yes, we have one leg each!

Oh, it's bad to get cold in the rain,

And take us to a warm house!”

So why not help the trees?

And suddenly the night will be frosty!

They carry mats and bags -

Stockings for trees for the winter.

Warm feet, dress everyone

And the snow will cover your head.

Boris Zakhoder "Nobody"

We got a mischief-maker.

The whole family is grieving -

In the apartment from his pranks

Literally no life!

Nobody with him, really

But everyone knows

What is always to blame for everything

Only he alone - NOBODY!

Who, for example, climbed into the buffet,

I found candy there.

And all the candy papers

Who threw it under the table?

Who painted on the wallpaper?

Who tore the coat?

Who is in dad's table

poke your nose?

NOBODY, NOBODY, NOBODY!

- NOBODY - horrible

tomboy! —

Mother said sternly. —

We must finally

About to punish!

NOBODY WILL GO TODAY

Not to visit, not to the cinema! —

Are you laughing?

And my sister and I

Not one bit funny!

Boris Zakhoder "Kiskino grief"

Crying pussy in the hallway.

Great sorrow:

Evil people

Poor Pussy

K. Chukovsky "Turtle"

Go far to the swamp

Going to the swamp is not easy.

“Here lies a stone by the road,

Let's sit down and stretch our legs."

And the frogs put a bundle on the stone.

“It would be nice to lie down on a stone for an hour!”

Suddenly a stone jumped to its feet

And grabbed them by the feet.

And they cried out in fear:

"What is it!

This is RE!

This is PAHA!

This is CHECHERE!

V. Berestov "Who will learn what"

What is the first thing

Will the cat learn?

- Grab!

What is the first thing

Will the bird learn?

- Fly!

What is the first thing

The kitten will grow up to be a cat

The same as everything in the world.

The chick will turn into a bird

Just like everything in the world.

And the children read

And children dream.

And even their moms and dads

don't know

Who will become, who will grow up children.

V. Berestov "Hare footprint"

In the forest not long before trouble,

But the hare is not a simpleton.

Be able to confuse the traces -

There, here the trail winds,

Forward, backward and sideways.

Where the hare was, there is no hare -

Jumping gallop!

E. Moshkovskaya “We ran until the evening”

We ran and hurried

because they lived fast!

We ran and jumped

and did not rest in the morning,

gallop,

out of breath

stumbled

tired

surprised:

a star lit up in the sky,

you have to live slowly...

It already smells like summer outside, now is the time to talk to the children about this wonderful time of the year and offer to learn one or more beautiful poems about summer.

We prepared and made a small selection of beautiful poems about summer for children. Here you will find short poems about summer for children 3-4 years old and longer poems for children 4-5 and 6-7 years old.

Teaching beautiful poems about summer with children is one of the best ways to develop and train memory.

Short and beautiful poems about summer for children 3-4 years old

wears a dandelion
yellow robe.
Will grow up to dress up
In a white dress.

Summer is a hot time
The sun shines in the morning
Even if it rains -
Everything around shines, sings.
In summer - blue river
And the clouds float in it
Ruby berries burn
Vacation time for the kids.

***
-Why for all the guys
Is summer missing?
Summer is like chocolate
Melts very quickly!

***
We walked, sunbathed,
They played near the lake.
Sat on the bench -
Ate two meatballs.
frog brought
And they grew up a little.

June has come.
"June! June!" -
Birds are chirping in the garden.
Just blow on a dandelion
And it will all fall apart.

Haymaking takes place in July.
Somewhere, thunder grumbles at times.
And ready to leave the hive
Young bee swarm.

***
We collect in August
Fruit harvest.
Lots of joy for people
After all the hard work.
The sun over the spacious
Niwami is worth it.
And sunflower seeds
Filled with black.

***
I draw summer
And what color?
Red paint -
The sun,
Roses on the lawns
And green is the field,
Mowing in the meadows.
Blue paint - the sky
And a melodious stream.
And what kind of paint
Will I leave the cloud?
I draw summer
It's very difficult…

Poems about summer for children 4-5 years old

"Step!" - beckoned
Forest path.
And so he walked
On the path Alyoshka! ...
After all, in the summer in the forest
Interesting, like in a fairy tale:
bushes and trees,
Flowers and frogs,
And green grass
Softer pillows!…

***
Hooray! Hooray! Hooray!
great time,
When summer comes
And it's hot.
I'm on fine days
I don't like sitting in the shade
I love to swim here
There is a beach, sand and a pond.
I swim, I swim
And I dive and splash
I'll rest a little
And I'll start all over again!

Accidentally, unexpectedly
Suddenly, summer has arrived.
On the street and in the park
It's already quite warm.
The leaves have all blossomed
The streams dried up.
funny kids
They play by the river.
Why so much light?
That sun is up!
It's already summer
Warm outside!

The sun is shining brightly.
The air is warm.
And wherever you look
Everything around is light!
They dazzle in the meadow
Bright flowers.
covered in gold
Dark sheets.

Heat stands in the middle of the yard,
Stands and roasts in the morning.
Climb into the depths of the yard -
And in the depths stands the Heat.
It's time for the heat to leave
But all out of spite is the Heat!
Today, tomorrow and yesterday
Everywhere Heat, Heat, Heat...
Well, isn't she lazy?
Stand in the sun all day?

Summer laughs again
In an open window
And the sun and the light
Full, full, full!
Again panties and t-shirts
They lie on the shore
And the lawns bask
In chamomile snow!

Poems about summer for children 6-7 years old

The blue cloud walked
In a clear blue sky
Suddenly it fell like rain
And the summer thunder rang out.

Where the drops have fallen
Sea of ​​blue cornflowers
Where the lightning flashed
There are no traces left.

Again the sun in the sky is clear
Illuminated white light.
Daisies bloomed in the field
And there is no more bad weather.

colorful arc
Rainbow blooms in the sky
Barely audible steps
The July day is upon us.

- What will you give me, summer?
- Lots of sunshine!
In the sky, rainbow-dygy!
And daisies in the meadow!
What else will you give me?
- The key ringing in silence,
Pines, maples and oaks,
Strawberries and mushrooms!
I will give you a cookie,
So that, going out to the edge,
You shouted louder to her:
"Guess me quickly!"
And she answers you
Guessed for many years!

I woke up early in the morning.
Only the sun rises
And with its ruddy beam
Calls to travel.
Past dad, past mom
I'm walking on tiptoe.
And behind the door the chirping of birds
Rustling deciduous in the garden.
What a summer! How much light!
In our morning garden!
And I'm not happier!
I'm going to travel!

golden sunflower,
Petals are rays.
He is the son of the sun
And a cheerful cloud.
Wakes up in the morning
The sun shines
close at night
Yellow eyelashes.

In summer, our sunflowers -
Like a colored flashlight.
In the autumn we are black
Give a seed.

A star shines on the tree
Illuminating all the needles
The lights are flashing
Balls sparkle:
This is our tree
There is none sweeter and more beautiful!

We didn't sleep tonight
The Christmas tree was decorated for a long time:
Balls, candies, beads,
All hung with taste!
Santa Claus is coming soon
Bring us gifts!

Here comes the New Year
He brought Grandpa to us:
In a red hat
In mittens
In white frost eyelashes,
Dressed in a bright coat
This is the kindest grandfather!

What a Christmas tree
All the guys like
How the lights flash
winter beauty,
We'll sing a song to her
And we'll tell the verses
And just before the New Year
Let's dance with Santa Claus!

Santa Claus comes to the house
The tree sparkled.
Oh what a beauty
Silver needles.

Oh, thank you, Santa Claus,
Elka we are so happy.
We want to give poetry
For her as a reward.

Someone rustles outside the window.
This Santa Claus is in a hurry.
Himself - in a suit red, bright.
And in his bag - gifts!

He comes to us for a reason:
Today is the New Year's holiday!
The tree is shining brightly
Also celebrates the New Year!

Santa Claus came to visit us
Gave me a gift
The voice was like daddy's
When he spoke.

I thought maybe dad
Santa Claus brother?
to have such an uncle
I would be happy, of course.

He would give me gifts
Not one, but a whole cart.
I would put in my sled
And he took me to Lapland!

I won't sleep tonight
I will celebrate the New Year
And cheerful Frost
Wait at the threshold.

I'll tell a poem
And I'll sleep by the Christmas tree
I'll treat him to jam
And ask for a gift!

I'll make a wish
I'll play by the tree
I'll sing a song with Grandpa...
Oh, how I love the holiday!

" Happy New Year! Happy New Year!", -
Congratulations Santa Claus.
From a distant snowy land
He brought us gifts.

He makes riddles
He will dance and sing with us.
Everyone will spin around the Christmas tree
New Year's round dance.

new year carnival,
I gathered everyone near the Christmas tree,
Like white fluff
Snowflakes are dancing

Squirrels, bunnies and wolves
Lead a round dance at the Christmas tree,
Santa Claus takes a bag
Giving gifts to everyone!

Christmas tree shines with lights
We dance together.
And Santa Claus is dancing with us.
Well, hello, miracle, New Year!

And I congratulate you on the holiday
Mommy, daddy, all the family.
I wish you all good health
them in the coming year!

Hurry to our Christmas tree
Dear guests,
We are all dressed up today
We are cool now

Look: foxes, wolves,
Jump famously around the Christmas tree,
And the snowflakes are still flying
Like light fluff...

Open up your doors
On the eve of the New Year
To everyone who believes in a miracle, in a fairy tale,
The holiday will bring happiness.

open your souls
Invite the magic
And decorate with garlands
There is a window in the children's room.

New Year's Eve
Came to us. Cheers cheers!
Let's sing and dance
Let's help the tree

flare up with flames,
sparkle with tinsel
And wrap yourself in snow
Like a fur coat.

De Frost will come to us soon!
We are ready to welcome him.
Hello, hello, Santa Claus!
What did you bring us in the bag?

Santa Claus steps softly
Through snowdrifts and snow,
He has gifts in a bag,
He hurries to the holiday to us.

Let the New Year come
And happiness will knock on the house!
Let's call together
Santa Claus we are in our house!

He will bring us presents
And then the New Year will come,
The same real one
Sparkling, shining!

Tinsel on the tree
And the fires were lit
Brightly illuminate
All around them.

Come to the tree
In a friendly round dance,
We will meet very cheerfully
This New Year!

Round dance under the snowflakes
The New Year is coming to us
And with a bag a cheerful grandfather
We bring a lot of sweets!

Let the white snow swirl!
Let the cheerful laughter ring!
Let the wind sing, prankster,
Let the holiday come soon!

Glorious New Year's holiday,
He will light the trees everywhere,
So that on a holiday kids
Have fun from the heart!

New Year is not far off.
Tinsel and bows...
There will be a holiday for you and me
in our kindergarten.

Adventures, miracles:
You are a bear and I am a fox.
All under our tree
We will sleep in the garden.

Let the holiday come to the house
We've been waiting here for a long time
We will meet him as it is necessary:
Prepared the outfits
They decorated the Christmas tree, learned songs,
We all dance around the Christmas tree together.
Children sing songs and read poetry
And from Grandfather Frost all the gifts are received!

The gentle sun rolled away.
Night has fallen in a dark blue shawl.
Our old city. sleep and rest.
Children fall asleep: bye-bye-bye.
Here she is swimming in a scarf. Slowly. moon
And she carries stars in a basket.
In the house, grandmother's song is only barely audible.
Bayu-bayu-bayushki-she sings everything.

Asterisks-freckles shine in the sky.
They are sleeping. hugging pillows. children in silence
Sandman-dream-dremushka.grandchildren-naughty
They will sleep until the sun rises.
Sleep. grandchildren-noodles. you must see.
Bay-bayu-bayushki solar dreams.

Today at grandma's
In a blue bowl
There is a delicious borsch.
Very Ksyusha with Dima
They love to eat wrestler.
Who else needs supplements?
In borscht dill and herbs,
Both beets and cabbage.
The plates are already empty
Look, really
The grandchildren ate the whole borsch!
And when they ate
Cheeks flushed,
Grandma smiled.
Everything!!!
Settled!

My dad is strong and big
He is so dear to me.
Good laughs in the eyes
He wears me on his shoulders!
My dad and I are very interested
He teaches to act honestly
Everywhere in everything, always, always,
Never be ashamed!

Will answer any question.
But only without capricious tears.
Dad and I read together
We cut boards and plan.
Dad will say: "Well, son,
Well, you helped me!"
I try my best,
So that dad praises again.

What if I'm afraid of something
I run to him, I will cling to him,
To protect me, he could
But he is very strict
If I suddenly get rude
I'm proud of my dad and
I LOVE!

I will send a letter, a big letter,
Difficult, ordered!
Letter to letter, line to line,
Not even forgotten points
No mistakes, no blots,
There are eight stamps on the envelope!!
...Hello, Grandma Tanya,
Your granddaughter Ksyusha is writing to you.
I miss you so much
And I dream about the meeting.
I save you cookies
Come visit us on Sunday
I'm waiting, grandma, with impatience,
Definitely...with jam!!

Someone in the house
make-believe
Locked in the refrigerator
cat!!
Peppers in a teapot
ladle
Who poured
make-believe?!
Punish. whether.
Earring?
not really
make-believe?
He sheds tears.
Pours into the palm
Maybe. too
Make-believe?!

The soap lathers quickly.
Foaming. Not lazy.
Washes dirty fingers.
Washes white.
The fingers were different
All day business:
in paint.
And second
in putty.
The third
in plasticine.
Fourth
in shoe polish.
Fifth finger
in soot.
You can't even see your finger!
Washcloth.soap, foam
Fingers by all means
Washed clean.
And Gena will take it.
Back to business!

The son asks the father:
-I wonder why
Ear two. language is one.
Well, I don't get it, do I?
- Okay. what did you ask.
Let me explain, Ilyusha,
To talk less.
And LISTEN more!

Dad was proud today!
He baked a huge ohm cake.
The cake is beautiful and fluffy.
But he was so salty
Surprisingly tasteless.
Papa walks sad, sad.

He explained to everyone
How he confused salt with sand
Said. What is clueless.
Sorry dad! Seen new
This is the Japanese recipe.
Sprinkle salt on each layer!

Grandma, you too
Was it small?
And she loved to run
And plucked flowers?
And played with dolls
You, grandma, right?
What hair color was
Do you have then?

So I will also
Grandma and me?
Is to stay
Can't be small?

Heat stands in the middle of the yard,
Stands and roasts in the morning.
Climb into the depths of the yard -
And in the depths stands the Heat.
It's time for the heat to leave
But all out of spite is the Heat.
Today, tomorrow and yesterday
Everywhere Heat, Heat, Heat...
Well, isn't she lazy?
Stand in the sun all day?

From what
So much light?
From what
Is it warm around?
That's why
What is summer
For the whole summer came to us.

Because
And every day
Everything is longer
Whatever the day
Well, the nights
Night from night
Getting shorter and shorter...

Hooray! New Years is soon!
A miracle holiday is coming.
With mom in the morning I will decorate
All the more beautiful our Christmas tree.

For Santa Claus to notice
Improved, became very cheerful,
And listen to my rhyme
Gave me a bag of candy!

Dear readers, we welcome you to the pages of our site! Have you tried to calculate how many verses your baby knows by heart? Just one or two? This is very, very little. All experts in preschool education unanimously say that memorizing even short rhymes contributes to the development of the child's fantasy and imagination, expands his vocabulary, and improves memory. So let's fill in the gaps and talk about which verses for children 4-5 years old are recommended for reading and how to teach them correctly with a child.

The importance of poetry for the development of the crumbs is difficult to overestimate. They instill in the baby the best human qualities - love for relatives, respect for others, respect for nature, diligence, empathy for other people's troubles.

It has been noticed that a small child perceives a rhymed text more easily than prose, since its monotony tires the baby. Psychologists attribute this to the fact that the melody and melodiousness of the poems resemble lullabies that mother sings to her little one. No wonder most children's authors write their works in verse.

What poems to read to children at 4-5 years old

There is a wide variety of poems for younger preschoolers. The most understandable and interesting for the child are the so-called plot verses in which the characters participate in any events, perform various actions.

Read to the baby a poem by S. Ya. Marshak “A Quiet Tale”:

You will read this story
Quiet, quiet, quiet...

Once upon a time there was a gray hedgehog
And his hedgehog.

The gray hedgehog was very quiet
And the hedgehog too.
And they had a child
Very quiet hedgehog.

The whole family go for a walk
At night along the paths
Hedgehog-father, hedgehog-mother
And a baby hedgehog.

Along the deaf autumn paths
They walk quietly: top-top-top ...

Or the work of S. V. Mikhalkov "Uncle Styopa" that does not lose its relevance:

In the house of eight fraction one
At the outpost of Ilyich
There lived a tall citizen
Nicknamed Kalancha,

By the name of Stepanov
And by the name of Stepan,
Of the regional giants
The most important giant.

Your little one will also like the magnificent fairy tale in the verses of A. Barto “The Ignorant Bear”:

Mom had a son -
The teddy bear is small.
In my mother was a figure -
In a brown bear.

The she-bear will settle down
Under the tree, in the shade
The son will sit next to
And so they lie.

He will fall - "Oh, poor thing!" -
His mother takes pity on him.
Smarter in the reserve
Can't find the baby!

To make the kid interested in a fairy tale poem, read it with expression, changing intonations and speaking for each character in different voices. Accompany reading with facial expressions and gestures, focus the crumbs on the most dramatic or funny moments. Do not forget to immediately explain to the little one the meanings of words and expressions unknown to him.

After reading, be sure to discuss the poem with your child, ask him questions, offer to memorize a small passage by heart.

Children 4-5 years old will like poems about animals, they will listen to them with pleasure. Funny and sad, funny and instructive lines awaken in the child's soul feelings of tenderness, joy, compassion and responsibility for those who need help.

Here are a few poems that will surely interest the crumbs:

Like our squirrel
Teeth are very small
small, white,
On a nut are chiselled.
Marks on the snow -
Know, jumped off the branch.

(N. Vengrov)

The hare lay down on a hillock,
Decided to take a nap.
And while he slept sweetly,
The first snow fell on the ground.
Here the gray hare woke up,

Surprised:
- What's the matter?
I was gray, and I became white,
Who changed my clothes?

(I. Pivovarova)

Our cat is sick.
Doesn't fit in the window
Don't play with the tail
Not chasing a ball
And he doesn't run after the ball.
I will be her doctor.
I'll put a thermometer on her.
I'll take a phonendoscope.
I'll make her lay down
I'll tie a compress on my forehead.
Dissolve the tablet in water
And pour into the cat's mouth.
Maybe our cat
Suddenly got a stomach ache?

(V. Ivchenko)

Reading poems about animals can be timed to coincide with a visit to the zoo with the baby. Read to your child a funny poem by S. Ya. Marshak “Where the sparrow dined” or watch a cartoon based on it.

Invite your child to do something useful for our little brothers together - for example, build a bird feeder or shelter a kitten.

Children's poems about various professions bring up the child's diligence, respect for people, enrich his life experience. Start with the famous work of Gianni Rodari "What do crafts smell like":

Every business
Special smell:
The bakery smells
Test and muffin.

Past the carpentry
You go to the workshop -
Smells like shavings
And a fresh board.

The house painter smells
Turpentine and paint.
Smells like a glazier
Window putty.

Driver's jacket
Smells like gasoline.
Worker's blouse -
Machine oil.

Smells like a confectioner
Nutmeg.
Doctor in a bathrobe
Pleasant medicine.

loose earth,
Field and meadow
Smells like a peasant
Following the plow.

Fish and sea
Smells like a fisherman.
Only idleness
Doesn't smell at all.

No matter how much you choke
rich slacker,
Very unimportant
It smells guys!

Tell your child that all professions are interesting and honorable, the main thing is to be a master of your craft. Read a few poems by B. Zakhoder:

Chauffeur

Kachu,
I'm flying
At full speed.
I am a driver myself.
And he is a motor.
I press
On the pedal
And the car
Rushing into the distance!

Dressmaker

All day today
Shew.
I put on
Whole family.
Wait a bit, cat, -
There will be clothes for you too!

locksmith

I need things like this:
Hammer,
Vise
And ticks
Key,
File
And a hacksaw
And all you need is
Skill!

A child of 4–5 years old can already read the works of A. S. Pushkin “The Tale of the Golden Cockerel”, “The Tale of Tsar Saltan” and others before going to bed. However, it should be remembered that a long story can tire a small listener, so it is better to break reading into several evenings.

After the age of four, a child's memory begins to develop rapidly. It is this age that experts consider the most favorable for the beginning of memorizing poems.

How to teach poetry with a child

If from birth you talk a lot and often with your little one, sing songs to him, tell fairy tales and nursery rhymes, read poetry, then memorizing rhyming lines for your baby will not be difficult. If memorizing verses is given to the crumbs with great difficulty, then use the recommendations of the experts that we give:

• Much depends on the choice of the poem. The product must correspond to the age and temperament of the baby. In children's literature, there are many poems suitable for preschoolers. The poems of K. Chukovsky, A. Barto, S. Mikhalkov, S. Marshak, E. Blaginina and others are easy to learn.
• Children are very fond of various holidays. Tell your child that you are learning a rhyme to wish a happy birthday to grandma or for Grandfather Frost. This is a great incentive for the little one.
• First of all, read the poem to your child. Try to do it not monotonously, but emotionally and with expression. If there are words in the text that the child does not understand, be sure to explain their meaning to him.
• Find illustrations for the poem and review them with your child. After that, read the verse to him a few more times.
• There are several ways to memorize poetry. The most effective, in our opinion, is auditory: you read the line and repeat it with the child. After learning the first verse and repeating it several times, move on to the second, and so on.
• After the poem is learned, invite the child to illustrate it or make a craft. In the process of creativity, repeat poetic lines, fixing them in the memory of the child. In a drawing or craft, be sure to write the title of the work, the author and the date when the baby learned the verse. By doing this, you will encourage the child to replenish their literary achievements, and at the same time count them. We hope, dear parents, that next time, when asked how many verses your little one knows by heart, you will show a whole collection of drawings and crafts.

So, we have found out that reading and memorizing poems at 4-5 years old is a very important and necessary educational and educational moment, since it is:

• expands the horizons of the child;
• instills a love for the word;
• enriches the speech of the crumbs;
• gives impetus to the creative inspiration of the baby.

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