SCENARIO OF THE EXTRA-CLEAR EVENT ON LITERATURE FOR STUDENTS OF GRADES 10-11 "OUR PUSHKIN" (LITERARY DUEL)

Naumova Svetlana Viktorovna, teacher of Russian language and literature

The organization of students' free time is a very important part of the educational process. Extracurricular work in literature not only serves as one of the most effective means of shaping a student's personality, but also creates a speech environment that facilitates the acquisition of speech skills by students, develops their amateur art, creativity, and provides invaluable assistance in team building.

A literary duel is an exciting, educational game that strengthens and deepens the knowledge of children.

Name of the subject - literature.

Subject: " Our Pushkin

Event form: mass

Event type: literary duel (based on the works of A. S. Pushkin)

Event goals:

Repetition and generalization of material on the work of A. S. Pushkin.

Cultivate a love of reading.

Development of cognitive, creative abilities, aesthetic taste of students.

Equipment:

Computer, screen.

Presentation: on the slides are the names of competitions, tasks, answers,

illustrations for the works of A. S. Pushkin.

2. Portrait of A. S. Pushkin

3. Exhibition of works by A.S. Pushkin.

Motto: "While Pushkin lasts in Russia,

Blizzards can't blow out the candle."

Event progress.

Teacher's word. Dear friends! Today we are holding a literary duel based on the works of A. S. Pushkin. You will witness the meeting of two teams: "Queen of Spades" (gr. 3-13 and 4-13) and "Captain's children" (gr. 8-13 and 7-13.).

Fans must sit where their team will be. Sit back and be ready to take an active part in the duel to help your team win.

Weigh resourcefulness, skills and knowledge will be the jury composed of ...

Let us have a real literary duel - serious, witty and resourceful.

The friendliest will win. The most persistent will win. Good luck to the teams.

1-leader: From Russian classical literature, we know the noble rituals of that old Russian time - a duel. The most accurate definition of this action was given by the Russian military writer of the early 20th century P. A. Shveikovsky: “A duel is an arranged battle between two persons, with a deadly weapon to satisfy the desecrated honor, in compliance with the well-known conditions established by custom regarding the place, time, weapons and in general the environment for performing fight."

2nd leader: Duels in Russia were distinguished by the exceptional rigidity of the conditions of unwritten codes, sometimes the distance between duelists ranged from 3 to 25 steps, there were even duels without seconds and doctors, one on one, often fought to the death, Russian duelists mostly preferred pistols from weapons .

1-leader: For a long time, these rules were unspoken, and only in 1894, at the very end of the reign of Alexander III, fights were officially allowed.

2nd leader: Incapable of a duel (whose challenge could not be accepted and who was not customary to challenge) were considered:

Persons disgraced in public opinion (sharp; previously refused a duel; filed a complaint against the offender in a criminal court);

Crazy;

Minors, i.e., under 21 years old (except for married people, students and employees - in general, there was no clear boundary);

Persons who stood at the low levels of social culture (i.e., as a rule, representatives of the common people);

Debtors in relation to their creditors; close relatives (up to and including uncles and nephews);

Women.

1-leader: It was her natural patron who was obliged to protect the honor of a woman. A necessary condition for the admissibility of a duel over a woman was her moral behavior - that is, a woman known for easy behavior was rightly not recognized the right to protection from insults.

2nd leader: The most difficult issue has always been considered the question of the severity of the insults. The degrees of abuse fell into three main categories:

Light, if the insult, albeit especially caustic, but affects non-essential aspects of the personality - appearance, manners, habits, etc .; in such a case, the offended person could only choose the type of weapon;

Moderate severity, if it is connected with abuse; then the offended could choose the type of weapon and the method of the duel (to the first blood, to a severe wound, to death);

Severe, if the insult was accompanied by assault or especially serious, discrediting accusations; in this case, the victim chose the type of weapon, the method of the duel and appointed the distance.

1-leader:

According to calculations, duels from 1894 to 1910 in officer duels participated as opponents: 4 generals, 14 staff officers, 187 captains and staff captains, 367 junior officers, 72 civilians.

Second: The offended and the offender before the duel were not supposed to meet and communicate with each other. To agree on its terms, each of them invited one or two of their representatives - seconds. He acted in a dual role: he ensured the organization of the duel, while defending the interests of his ward, and was a witness to what was happening.

Dueling codes recommended choosing seconds from among people of equal status who are not interested in the outcome of the case and have not tarnished their honor in any way. It was impossible to choose a close relative, one’s own or an opponent, as well as one of those who were directly affected by the insult inflicted, as a second.

In their negotiations, the seconds discussed the possibility of reconciliation and, if this turned out to be unattainable, the organization of a duel, first of all, those technical details that the offended person did not determine according to the severity of the insult: the type of duel (to the first blood, to a serious injury, to the death of one of the participants and etc.), moving or not, barrier distance, firing order, and so on. The main task of the seconds at this stage was considered to be to agree on such a duel order in which neither side would have a clear advantage.

If the seconds could not agree on the terms of the duel among themselves, they could jointly invite a respected person to perform the function of an arbitrator. Usually a doctor was also invited to a duel to certify the severity of injuries, ascertain death and provide immediate assistance to the wounded.

A poem performed by a student

Do I wander along the noisy streets,

I enter a crowded temple,

Am I sitting among the foolish youths,

I surrender to my dreams.

I say the years go by

And no matter how much you see us here,

We will all descend under the eternal vaults -

And someone's hour is near.

I look at the solitary oak,

I think: the patriarch of the forests

Will survive my forgotten age,

How he survived the age of his fathers.

I caress the sweet baby,

Already I think; sorry!

I give you a place:

It's time for me to smolder, for you to bloom.

Every day, every year

I'm used to thinking

coming death anniversary

Between them trying to guess.

(A.S. Pushkin)

1-leader: Guys, who wrote this poem? (A.S. Pushkin). Ekaterina Andreevna, the wife of the famous historian Nikolai Karamzin, wrote to Prince Peter Vyazemsky: "Pushkin has duels every day."

2-leader: The poet was an excellent shooter, hitting a bullet in a bullet from 20 steps. But during duels, he never shed the blood of the enemy and in numerous fights he did not shoot first.

For the first time, Pushkin challenged his uncle from his mother's side, Pavel Gannibal, the grandson of that same "Arap of Peter the Great," to a duel. The poet was then 17 years old, he was visiting his uncle in the village of Voznesenskoye, Opochetsky district. Hannibal at the ball beat off the young lady Lukashova from his nephew, with whom the young poet was in love. Pushkin immediately challenged the offender to a duel. But friends and relatives persuaded the quick-tempered young man to make peace. And my uncle composed an impromptu.

1-leader: In 1817, the hussar Kaverin was perhaps the first person with whom Pushkin was friends, although he almost got into a duel with him because of the comic poems he composed, "The Prayers of the Life Hussar Officers." The commander of the guards corps Vasilchikov took measures to reconcile the quarreled.

2-leader: In September 1819 Pushkin fought with Kondraty Ryleev. In St. Petersburg, someone started a rumor that Pushkin was whipped in a secret office, and Ryleev had the stupidity to repeat this gossip in a secular drawing room.

Subsequently, for such gossip, Pushkin challenged Count Fyodor Tolstoy to a duel. The duelists exchanged caustic epigrams, but never met at the barrier.

1-leader: Pushkin fought with Wilhelm Küchelbecker in November 1819.

In December 1819, Major Dinesevich challenged Pushkin to a duel at the St. Petersburg Theatre. "It is not good for a young man to shout in the theater, to disturb his neighbors from listening to a play," he explained. But the next day he apologized to the poet ....

2-leader: On January 27, 1837, the last duel between A.S. Pushkin and Dantes took place.

1-leader: Guys, name the most famous duels (Pushkin-Dantes, Lermontov-Martynov, Bazarov-Kirsanov, Onegin-Lensky, Pechorin-Grushnitsky.)

Teacher's word: We will hold a literary duel between the teams "Queen of Spades" and "Captain's Children".

Team greetings.

2.Questions to the team.

Pushkin's zodiac sign

Twins

Surname of great-grandfather

Hannibal

The way to resolve the conflict in the time of Pushkin

Duel

“Take care of honor from a young age” - an epigraph to which work?

"Captain's daughter"

Name of the poet's sister

Olga

The predominant state of Onegin

blues

Middle name of Tatyana Larina

Dmitrievna

Continue: “We all learned a little…”

“…something and somehow…”

Day of the meeting of lyceum students

Burial place of Pushkin

Svyatogorsky Monastery

Pushkin's date of birth

Pushkin's homeland

Moscow

Name of the poet's mother

Hope

What was the name of a cabman in Pushkin's time?

Vanka

Who owns the words: "The wondrous genius has died out like a light"?

Lermontov

To whom is the poem "Madonna" dedicated?

Natalia Nikolaevna Goncharova

3.Questions to captains.

1. V. A. Zhukovsky presented A. S. Pushkin with a portrait with an inscription. What does she say? "To the winner-student from the defeated teacher"

2. Who did Pushkin mean when he exclaimed: “My friends, our union is beautiful!”

3. Continue Pushkin's poem "Winter Morning":

“Frost and sun; wonderful day!”

“Are you still dozing, my lovely friend?

It's time, beauty, wake up

Open your closed eyes,

Towards North Aurora

Be the Star of the North!"

4. The means of political punishment of the poet. Link.

5. Video recording.

6. Video recording.

Jury word.

Rewarding.

2nd reader (performs a poem by B. Akhmadulina)

And again, like the fires of open-hearths,

Thunderstorm lights over darkness.

So who won - Martynov

Il Lermontov in that duel?

Dantes or Pushkin?

Who's there first?

Who won and got up off the ground?

Whom dear this white

Did they take you on a black sled?

But how is it? By all accounts,

The other won there, the other,

Not the one who is crushed in the snow

He lay with a curly head.

What if in a fight wild

The fool was always in sight.

Meanwhile, as a great man,

How did the boy get into trouble?

How can I comfort the afflicted?

By the negligible superiority of evil,

Glorified and defeated

Poets who died in vain?

I'll say this: that's not the point,

Long ago, what year

We forgot or overlooked

But everything goes the other way!

Martynov fell under that mountain,

He was severely punished

And the crows at night sometimes

He was tormented and carried.

And Lermontov, on the other hand, at first

He started everything and drove the horse,

And the woman shouted to him:

"Love me, love me!"

Dantes lay among the snowdrifts,

Couldn't get up off the ground

And by slowly, severely,

Without looking back, people walked.

Has he died or is he still alive?

Nobody distinguished it.

And Pushkin drank wine, laughed,

Cursed and snarled.

He wrote poetry, did not know sadness,

Things were going great for him.

And she shrugged her shoulders,

And smiled at Natalie.

To save them forever

This order has been approved.

And a triumphant ignoramus

Sentenced and condemned!

Bella Akhmadulina

Conclusion

Literary duel as one of the types of creative activity of students contributes to the development of moral qualities, the acquisition and consolidation of knowledge, skills and abilities, activates the artistic and aesthetic needs of children, develops their cultural taste.

Smirnova Larisa Yurievna

Teacher of Russian language and literature

GBOU gymnasium No. 498 of the Nevsky district of St. Petersburg

Literary living room script

"Two duels

Pushkin and Lermontov: coincidence of fates"

(within the framework of the decade of the Russian language and literature at the educational institution)

It sounds like a lyric. Against its background is the introduction.

Milchenko Pushkin and Lermontov are contemporaries, but they never met. Is it so?

Trojans Both were born in Moscow, and both later became Petersburgers. Pushkin's father, Sergei Lvovich, is a retired major. Lermontov's father, Yuri Petrovich, is a captain. Pushkin and Lermontov came from ancient noble families.

Milchenko Pushkin's ancestor was Gavrilo Oleksich, a colleague of Alexander Nevsky, Pushkin's mother, Nadezhda Osipovna, was the granddaughter of the "Arap of Peter the Great" A.P. Hannibal, a native of Ethiopia. And Lermontov has foreign roots: his family, according to legend, descended from George Lermontov, a native of Scotland, taken prisoner by Russian troops in the autumn of 1613, who remained in Russia and became a Russian nobleman in 1621.

Trojans Pushkin and Lermontov had common acquaintances. Cornet Lermontov - fellow soldier of Lieutenant Goncharov, brother-in-law of Pushkin. But Pushkin, apparently, did not even hear the name of Lermontov. Why? It's not just the age difference.

Milchenko Both Pushkin and Lermontov published their first poems at the age of 15. But Lermontov, who anonymously published his first poem "Spring" in the magazine "Ateney" in September 1830, was coldly received by readers, was mortally offended by them and did not give his poems to print for almost 6 years. He wrote them down in secret notebooks and in the albums of secular beauties. How could Pushkin find out about the wonderful poems of Lermontov?

Trojans Nevertheless, Pushkin and Lermontov met! When? In the summer of 1820, Pushkin, already a well-known poet in Russia, and 5-year-old Lermontov with his grandmother were at the same time on the Caucasian Mineralnye Vody. In Pyatigorsk, one street led to springs and baths and ended at them. The great Pushkin, of course, met on the street or at the springs, where there were only a few dozen people, with the young Lermontov, his future great heir in Russian poetry. So Misha Lermontov saw and heard Pushkin.

Milchenko Both Pushkin and Lermontov interacted with the Decembrists and experienced the tsarist exile themselves.

Trojans Pushkin and Lermontov wrote both poetry and prose, praising freedom, arousing the hatred of Russian high society. In the winter of 1834-35. Lermontov often visited the brothers Alexander and Sergei Trubetskoy, and here he could meet the future killer of Pushkin - Dantes, who visited Trubetskoy during this period.

Milchenko Pushkin had a difficult relationship with both his father and mother, because he "compromised" them with his epigrams to the nobles, freedom-loving "seditious" poems, conflict with the authorities, exile to Mikhailovskoye. In 1807, the younger brother of the poet Nikolenka died, and Pushkin did not have a close trusting relationship with another younger brother, Leo. Pushkin loved only his nanny Arina Rodionovna and his sister Olga, who always sought to reconcile him with his parents.

Trojans And Lermontov had no brothers or sisters, only one beloved grandmother, E.A. Arsenyeva. Lermontov was left without parents at the age of 17, besides, his father left him in childhood, and Pushkin, with his living parents, was estranged from them.

Milchenko So Pushkin and Lermontov, in fact, did not know either maternal or paternal love.

Trojans Both Pushkin and Lermontov died in duels, and not at the hands of random people. Dantes had already become Pushkin's brother-in-law, and Martynov was an old classmate and friend of Lermontov.

The melody changes.

Gromov

Do I wander along the noisy streets,

I enter a crowded temple,

Am I sitting among the foolish youths,

I surrender to my dreams.

I say the years go by

And no matter how much you see us here, we will all descend under the eternal vaults -

And someone's hour is near.

Every day, every year

I'm used to thinking,

coming death anniversary

Between them trying to guess.

And where will fate send me death?

Is it in battle, in wandering, in waves?

Or the neighboring valley

Will my will take the chilled dust?

But let at the coffin entrance

Young will play life

And indifferent nature

Shine with eternal beauty.

Yudin

I'm not afraid of death. Oh no!

I'm afraid to disappear completely.

I want my work to be inspired

Ever saw the light.

I want - and again the difficulty!

What for? What will be the benefit to me?

My destruction will happen

In a foreign, unknown country.

I don't want to wander between you

By destruction! - CREATOR,

Whether I sounded like strings,

Was the singer created for that?

Whether for inspiration, passion

Did they take me to the grave?

And there is not enough power in the soul -

I love the suffering of the earth!

Ostrometskaya This is how two great Russian poets thought about the meaning of their life and death - the thirty-year-old Pushkin, who had already understood and comprehended a lot in himself and the world around him ...

Khidirova And sixteen-year-old Lermontov, just entering life, but already survived the death of his mother, many years of separation from his father and his death.

Ostrometskaya What do these poets have in common?

Khidirova Years of life?

Ostrometskaya Pushkin was born in 1799, and Lermontov in 1814.

Khidirova Between them - 15 years, for history - this is a tiny period of time.

Ostrometskaya But for Russia, the 19th century is two different eras.

Gromov Perhaps the spirit of the desire for freedom, liberty, faith in justice, inherent in their poetry?

Yudin But in Pushkin it is still almost always a bright hope, optimism, while in Lermontov it is more often a bitter smile and sadness.

Trojans Or maybe the fates of these two poets will be similar in many respects: filled with the devotion of friends and someone's betrayal ...

Milchenko ... Sincere love and vile betrayal ...

Trojans ... And in the end, the same way, tragically cut off by a shot from a dueling pistol near the Black River near St. Petersburg ...

Milchenko ... Or at Mount Mashuk in the vicinity of Pyatigorsk ...

Ostrometskaya ...To then turn into true immortality? How can we, the people of the 21st century, figure out those two duels?

Khidirova How to understand who was right and wrong?

Gromov How to enter that river of time that took a lot with it, but left two shining great names:

ALEXANDER SERGEEVICH PUSHKIN
MIKHAIL YURJEVICH LERMONTOV

Yudin ... And painted with black paint, enveloped in gerrostratic glory the names of two murderers:

Georges Dantes-Heeckeren...

…Nikolai Solomonovich Martynov.

Milchenko Yes, just take a book by Pushkin ...

Khidirova ... Lermontov's volume ...

Ostrometskaya ... And come to the understanding that any person of their talent, with their views, could not be happy in a society of gossip, intrigue, personal lack of freedom and dependence, was doomed to a tragic death in the "country of slaves, in the country of masters"

Song "The whole sky is black haze"

Gagloev So, a duel is a noble way to resolve a dispute, wash away an insult, restore the honor of one's own and loved ones.

Polyakov A duel over the dignity of a dear woman, a carelessly thrown joke, a caustic epigram, a too evil caricature.

Gagloev The duel is officially forbidden, for it - arrest and punishment, but the Russian nobility at the beginning of the 19th century was not so much afraid of arrest, guardhouse, exile, but of the impossibility of punishing the guilty, washing away their shame with the blood of the enemy.

Polyakov We add: blood is not always shed! But in the duels between Pushkin and Dantes and Lermontov and Martynov, blood was not only shed, the wounds turned out to be fatal. Why did it happen?

Excerpt from the novel "Eugene Onegin".

Litvinov

Enemies! How long apart

Was their bloodlust taken away?

How long have they been hours of leisure,

Meal, thoughts and deeds

Shared together?

Shtyrkhunov

Now it's wicked

Like hereditary enemies,

As in a terrible incomprehensible dream,

They are each other in silence

Prepare for death in cold blood...

Litvinov

Do not laugh at them until

Their hand did not turn red,

Do not part amicably? ..

Shtyrkhunov

But wildly secular feud

Fear of false shame.

"Now come down." in cold blood

Not a target yet, two enemies

Gait firm, quiet, even

Four steps passed

Four deadly steps!

Litvinov

Your gun then Eugene,

Never stop advancing

Became the first to quietly raise.

Shtyrkhunov

Here are five more steps

And Lensky, screwing up his left eye,

He also began to aim - but just

Onegin fired ... They struck

Fixed hours: poet

Silently drops the gun

He puts his hand gently on his chest

And falls.

Litvinov

misty eye

Depicts death, not flour.

So slowly down the mountain slope

Shining with sparks in the sun, a block of snow falls.

Immersed in instant cold

Onegin hurries to the young man,

He looks, calls him ... In vain:

He no longer exists.

Shtyrkhunov

Young singer

Found an untimely end!

The storm has died, the color is beautiful

Withered at dawn.

Extinguished the fire on the altar!..

Litvinov

He lay motionless, and strange

There was a languid world of his chela.

Under the chest he was wounded through,

Smoking, blood flowed from the wound.

Shtyrkhunov

A moment ago

There was inspiration in this heart.

Enmity, hope and love,

Life played, blood boiled.

Litvinov

Now, as in an empty house,

Everything in it is both quiet and dark;

It is silent forever.

Shutters closed, windows chalked

Whitewashed. There is no hostess.

Where, God knows. Lost a trace.

Hannochka Amazingly, both Pushkin and Lermontov, it would seem, foresaw their death in a duel.

Smirnova And so, in the snowy forest, Onegin and Lensky, good friends, are shooting, and the heart of the romantic and the poet stops beating. They shoot because of a girl, to whom Onegin is generally indifferent, and Lensky, perhaps, only thinks that he is in love.

Hannochka But what happened in Pushkin's life?

Smirnova Dantes and Pushkin were neither friends nor buddies, and could not be: a handsome young rake, a Frenchman who tried to make a brilliant career in the service of the Russian guard. Taking advantage of the patronage of the Dutch envoy Baron Gekkeren, a favorite of high society women, who openly and brazenly courted the beautiful Natalya Nikolaevna Goncharova, and married, obeying the royal "advice". On her own sister Ekaterina Goncharova.

Hannochka ... And the great Russian poet, author of "Boris Godunov" and "Little Tragedies", "Tales of Belkin" and "The Bronze Horseman", "The Captain's Daughter" and "Eugene Onegin", dozens of poems, a friend of the disgraced Decembrists, offended by the court rank of chamber junker , who had serious debts, the publisher of the literary magazine Sovremennik, a loving husband and father. What do they have in common?

Smirnova Nothing.” Wave and stone. Poems and prose. Ice and fire are not so different among themselves ... ”- Pushkin wrote about two other duelists.

Pletnev - And in secular salons they gossiped: how does Natalya Nikolaevna feel about Dantes?

Vorobeikova Does she accept his advances?

Pletnev -Does the sovereign-emperor Nicholas I know about everything, he, too, they say, is not indifferent to the beauty of Madame Pushkina?

Vorobeikova -Does her sister, Ekaterina Nikolaevna, know everything, because she is getting married to Georges Dantes-Heeckeren?

Pletnev _And what will brother Dmitry Goncharov give her as a dowry?

Vorobeikova -After all, they say they are very constrained in their means?

Pletnev - You heard. They say there was already a story with a challenge to a duel in November?

Vorobeikova - They say that Vasily Andreevich Zhukovsky, close to the court, managed to hush it up?

Pletnev -What about Pushkin, does he believe Natalie?

Vovchik Petersburg in late 1836 - early 1837 buzzed like a disturbed beehive.

Song by A. Gorodnitsky “Do not marry, poets”

Vovchik

Whether Natalya Nikolaevna was to blame for something, we probably will never know. Let's just say that then she was 24 years old, she was the mother of four children, whom she raised with dignity, she married a second time a few years after Pushkin's death, for a noble and courageous man - General Lansky.

Gorokhov Pushkin believed her unconditionally. Do we have the right to condemn her?

losing

Vovchik The second d * Arishak and Georges Dantes-Gekkeren went to the commandant's dacha at about three o'clock in the afternoon.

Gorokhov The chief of the gendarmes, Count Benckendorff, knew everything about the upcoming duel. But the gendarmes will be sent to the Black River for this, in order to be late.

Vovchik Pushkin and his lyceum comrade Lieutenant Colonel Danzas rode in a sleigh along the Neva embankment. On the way, they met a carriage in which Natalya Nikolaevna was traveling, but she was short-sighted and did not recognize her husband.

Gorokhov But Pushkin looked the other way and did not notice his wife.

Vovchik Opponents stand at a distance of 20 steps, the barrier is designated by their overcoats.

The wind whirls and groans, powdering the eyes with snow. The early winter twilight is gathering...

Gorokhov Dantes manages to shoot first.

Vovchik “I am wounded,” says Pushkin, falling on his overcoat, and remains motionless. “But I feel enough power to make my shot.”

Gorokhov Dantes stands at the barrier like an experienced duelist - sideways to the enemy, covering his hand with his right hand.

Vovchik Pushkin cannot get up, he aims lying down.

Gorokhov Another shot rings out in the clearing.

Vovchik Dantes falls, wounded in the chest and arm.

Gorokhov “I thought it would give me pleasure to kill him,” Pushkin says slowly, “but now I don’t feel it ...”

Vovchik Konstantin Danzas takes the seriously wounded Pushkin to his house. He knows how to take responsibility for his actions.

Gorokhov And there will be two more days of terrible, excruciating pain, which Pushkin will endure courageously and steadfastly.

Vovchik And there will be still pale, with eyes full of horror, Natalya Nikolaevna at the bedside of her dying husband.

Gorokhov And there will be an urgent expulsion from Russia of Baron Georges Dantes-Gekkeren, deprived of officer ranks and nobility.

Vovchik And most importantly, there will be a crowd of officials, officers, merchants, and ordinary people at the entrance to the house on the Moika. And in this crowd - the future pride of Russian literature: student Ivan Sergeevich Turgenev, petty official Ivan Aleksandrovich Goncharov.

Gorokhov And the cornet of the Life Guards Hussar Regiment Mikhail Yuryevich Lermontov.

The poem "The Death of a Poet" (epigraph on the screen)

Revenge, my lord, revenge!

I will fall at your feet:

Be fair and punish the killer

So that his execution in later centuries

Your right judgment proclaimed to posterity,

To see the villains in her example.

Gromov

The POET is dead! - slave of honor -

Pal, slandered by rumor,

With lead in my chest and a thirst for revenge,

Hanging your proud head!

The soul of the poet could not bear

The shame of petty insults,

He rebelled against the opinions of the world

Alone, as before ... and KILLED!

KILLED! .. why sob now,

Empty praise unnecessary choir

And the hot babble of excuses?

Fate's verdict has come true!

Help

Didn't you at first so viciously persecuted

His free, bold gift
And for fun inflated

Slightly hidden fire?

Well? have fun ... - he is tormented

I couldn't take the last one.

Faded like a beacon, wondrous genius,

Withered solemn wreath.

Shtyrkhunov

His killer in cold blood

He struck a blow ... there is no salvation.

Empty heart beats evenly

The pistol did not waver in his hand.

And what a miracle? .. from afar,

Like hundreds of fugitives

To catch happiness and ranks

Abandoned to us by the will of fate;

Laughing, he defiantly despised

Land foreign language and customs;

He could not spare our glory;

I could not understand at this bloody moment.

What did he raise his hand to!

Yudin

And HE is killed - and taken by the grave,

Like that unknown but sweet singer,

The prey of jealousy is deaf,

Sung by him with such miraculous power,

Struck, like HE, by a ruthless hand.

Polyakov

Why from peaceful bliss and simple-hearted friendship

He entered this light envious and stifling

For a free heart and fiery passions?

Why did he give his hand to the insignificant slanderers,

Why did he believe the words and caresses false,

HE, who from a young age comprehended people? ..

Milchenko

And, having taken off the former wreath, they are the crown of thorns,

Wreathed in laurels, they put on him:

But secret needles are harsh

They wounded a glorious brow;

Trojans

Poisoned his last moments

Insidious whisper of mocking ignoramuses,

And he died - with a vain thirst for revenge,

With the annoyance of the secret of deceived hopes.

The sounds of wonderful songs were silenced,

Do not give them away again:

The singer's shelter is gloomy and cramped,

And on the lips of his seal.

Gagloev

And you, arrogant descendants

By the well-known meanness of the illustrious fathers,

Fifth slave corrected the wreckage

The game of happiness offended childbirth!

Litvinov

You, a greedy crowd standing at the throne,

Freedom, Genius and Glory executioners!

You hide under the shadow of the law,

Before you is the court and the truth - everything is silent! ..

But there is also God's judgment, the confidants of depravity!

There is a formidable judgment: it is waiting;

He is inaccessible to the sound of gold,

And thoughts and deeds he knows in advance.

Then in vain will you resort to slander:

It won't help you again

And you won't wash away with all your black blood

POET righteous blood!

Ostrometskaya Having passed through decades, even centuries, this poem names to us those responsible for the death of the best minds, noble hearts.

Limitation and lust for power, self-interest and hatred of progress, cowardice and meanness.

Reading Lermontov, one wonders at the gift of his creativity.

Khegai A few months before his death, he had a dream.

Poem "Sleep".

Khegai

In the afternoon heat in the valley of Dagestan
With lead in my chest, I lay motionless;
A deep wound still smoking,
My blood dripped drop by drop.
I lay alone on the sand of the valley;
Ledges of rocks crowded around,
And the sun burned their yellow tops
And it burned me - but I slept like a dead sleep.
And I dreamed of shining lights
Evening feast in the native side.
Between young wives crowned with flowers,
There was a cheerful conversation about me.
But without entering into a cheerful conversation,
Sitting there alone thoughtfully
And in a sad dream her young soul
God knows what was immersed;
And she dreamed of the valley of Dagestan;
A familiar corpse lay in that valley;
In his chest, smoking, black wound,
And the blood was flowing in a cold stream.

"Song about Enemies" by A. Dolsky.

Vovchik And in life there will be a quarrel with the recently retired Major Nikolai Solomonovich Martynov, a fellow student at the cadet school.

Arzhaeva -What's the quarrel about? Is it because of another cartoon?

Ibadov -Maybe this cartoon is the last straw that overflowed the cup of patience?

Arzhaeva - Or because of the letter allegedly printed by Lermontov from Martynov's mother and sisters to their son and brother?

Ibadov -So after all, everyone knew that Lermontov was then robbed in fact, pulling out a letter with money!

Arzhaeva - Or just Martynov immensely jealous of Lermontov, because he himself tried to write poetry!

Ibadov -Maybe people like Benckendorff and his gendarmes stood behind Martynov's back. So "successfully" did not have time for the Pushkin duel?

Arzhaeva -Is it not because the seconds so confused the investigation that it is not clear who was whose second and whether all four were present at Mount Mashuk on July 15, 1841?

Shtyrkhunov

Prince Alexander Vasilchikov, 23 years old. Subsequently, a major government official.

Cornet Mikhail Glebov (during the Lermontov duel he was 22 years old), died in battle in the Caucasus after 6 years.

Prince Sergei Trubetskoy, exiled to the Caucasus. Crossed out by the hand of the king, along with Lermontov, from the list of awardees.

What did they hide from the investigation then?

What could you tell?

Smirnova Distant thunder rolled, muttering dully. A storm was coming.

Ganina One of the seconds measured the steps - there are only ten of them.

Smirnova Pistols, contrary to the rules, were taken not dueling, but Kuchenreiter.

Ganina However, the conditions of the opponents are equal, aren't they?!

Smirnova Lermontov says calmly: "Nikolai Solomonovich, you and I often quarreled and teased each other in an empty way, but we were never enemies."

Ganina "I suggest starting the duel before the storm starts!" - loudly objected Martynov.

Smirnova Lermontov does not aim, he slowly raises his hand with a pistol up into the cloud ...

Ganina "It's so dark that I can't see the pistol sight!" - Martynov says excitedly, aiming stubbornly.

Smirnova “Shoot, Mr. Martynov, or I will scout you!”

Ganina Bright lightning illuminates Lermontov's face with white fire, beautiful dark eyes, mockingly contemptuous mouth.

Smirnova A peal of thunder, from which the mountains trembled, muffles the shot.

Ganina But the flexible body of Lermontov falls to the ground, as if cut off by a sickle.

P. Antokolsky's poem "Thunderstorm in Pyatigorsk"

Trojans

A thunderstorm broke out from the young man of the dead

Instantly tore off the shaggy cloak.

While only the thunder unfolded the offensive,

And the terrible news rushed to Petersburg.

Iron waters and acidic waters

Seething and beating in the sources of rocks.

Carriages, carts crawled along the roads,

Arbs and carriages. The young man was sleeping.

Milchenko

He slept without reading poetry or letters,

Not the son of the father and not the stepson of the century.

And he was not exiled, and was not dependent

From these mountains, belted with lightning.

He sailed white somewhere lonely,

Ile raced steeper on a light-footed horse,

Ile grappled with the leopard, rolled, screeching,

Into a misty abyss. And in the morning, resurrecting,

Walked with the Chechens in the surrounding villages,
Swapped a dagger with the leader of the rebellion.

Shtyrkhunov

The storm broke. Cooled down from the heat,

Mashuk and Beshtau bent over the young man,

Dress him in icy gray hair,

Breath of freedom on the dead blowing:

“Sleep, dear comrade, grief is over,

A hundred years have passed - we are whiter than snow.

But we, the old people, and the whole of Pyatigorye,

Let's celebrate your anniversary with thunderstorms.

And the sky will be filled with thunderous roar.

And the thunder-agitator will wake up those who have fallen asleep.

What about time? What about death? - Fuck them off!

They were not with us, and are not, and will not be!”

Loss from "Midshipmen"

Bella Akhmadulina

Hannochka

And again, like the fires of open-hearths,

Thunderstorm lights over darkness.

So who won - Martynov

Il Lermontov in that duel?

Dantes or Pushkin?

Who's there first?

Who won and got up off the ground?

Whom dear this white

Were they taken on black sleds?

But how is it? By all accounts,

The other won there, the other,

Not the one who is crushed in the snow

He lay with a curly head.

What if in a fight wild

Always the fool was in sight

Meanwhile, as a great man,

How did the boy get into trouble?

How can I console the afflicted?

By the negligible superiority of evil,

Glorified and defeated

Poets who died in vain?

Martynov fell under that mountain,

He was severely punished

And a crow at night sometimes

He was tormented and carried.

And Lermontov, on the other hand, at first

He started everything and drove the horse,

And the woman shouted to him:

"Love me, love me!"

Dantes lay under that mountain,

Couldn't get up off the ground

And by slowly, severely,

Without looking back, people walked.

Has he died or is he still alive?

Nobody distinguished it.

And Pushkin drank wine, laughed,

Cursed and snarled.

He wrote poetry, did not know sadness,

Things were going great for him.

And she shrugged her shoulders,

And smiled at Natalie.

For their salvation - FOREVER

This order has been approved.

And a triumphant ignoramus

Sentenced and condemned!

Development content

Zhogova Rashida Ismailovna a,

teacher of Russian language and literature of school-lyceum №101

"A flash of flame is a word!"

Brief annotation. The competition consisted of 3 rounds. Participants of the poetic duel in the first round told about themselves. Their calling card was a favorite poem. In the second round of the fight, the opponents were divided into pairs. Each of the duelists has three shots in reserve - poems on a specific topic. Each poem read is a response to the opponent's poem that preceded it. Poets thought about time and themselves, feelings, happiness, beauty. According to the rules of the duel, only one duelist from the pair went to the 3rd round.

In the 3rd round "Poetic impromptu" a topic was proposed from the audience, which the winners had to develop into a full-fledged poetic work within 15 minutes. Seconds came to the aid of the poets. The audience suggested the following themes: good and evil, love, ode to a rival, eternity. The jury chose the theme "Good and Evil"

Key concepts: poetic duel, rounds, impromptu, beauty, peace.

Purpose of the event : introducing students to the riches of the poetic world, developing the ability of aesthetic perception and evaluation of lyrical works and the phenomena of life reflected in them.

Description of work. The work is referred to the section "Scenario of educational event".

The challenge for the duel was accepted by 12 beginning poets of the school. The winners of the competition are the poetic duel "Flame flash - the word!" became high school students Kural Shalkar and Sycheva Kristina.

In addition to poetic lines, romances, songs based on S. Yesenin's poems and other musical numbers sounded as part of the event.

Competition script poetic duel

"A flash of flame is a word!"

The living room has a soft half light. Three presenters sit at a table on which albums, portraits, volumes of poems, flowers lie. Candles are burning.

The facilitators begin the story.

Rachmaninov's "Elegy" sounds.

Behind the scenes, words in Kazakh, Russian and English about poetry are heard.

Teacher of Russian language and literature:

Something is always changing in the world... Epochs pass, destroying great civilizations. Wars sweep away cities, Great monuments turn to dust. But humanity has protection from spiritual extinction - these are eternal truths bequeathed to us by God and ancestors. These truths teach us kindness, philanthropy, mercy, and are the basis of the human soul.

1 leading: Dear lovers of poetry! Today we are gathered in our living room totalk about poetry.

2 in traveling: Қayyrly kesh , zhyrsuyerkauym !

3 leading : Today we are here to talk about poetry!

1 leader: The thought of the poet, alive and trembling, is set in gold and precious stones, and then it is impossible to separate the thought from its frame, you will not destroy it.

2 leading : Poetry - kasietti de kudiretti ұgym. Ol - adamnyn іshkі sezimіnіnіn tіl zhetpes tylsymynda zhatқan asem alemi. Zhekeadamnyңeshkіmgeitpasқұpiya, kasterlіііshkіsyry.

1 : Who is a poet? Let's hear what the poets themselves have to say about this.

(Sketch)

Enter Nikolay Gumilyov, Marina Tsvetaeva, Valery Bryusov, Abay, Shakespeare, Igor Severyanin, Vladimir Mayakovsky.

Nikolay Gumilyov(referring to others):

I am Nikolay Gumilyov. I believe that poetry is the same science as, say, mathematics. Without studying poetry, one cannot write poetry and evaluate it correctly. This must be learned as long and hard as playing the piano. When you have mastered all the rules and done countless poetic exercises, then you will be able to discard them and write from inspiration. Then, as Calderon said, you can lock the rule in a box with a key and throw the key into the sea.

Marina Tsvetaeva(enters and addresses Bryusov):

Excuse me, take a look...

Bryusov:

We'll see, we'll see... You're writing poems, Marina Tsvetaeva (leafs, casually returns).

Hear my advice ("Young poet")

A pale young man with burning eyes,

Now I give you three covenants:

First accept: live in the present,

Only the future is the realm of the poet.

Remember the second: do not sympathize with anyone,

Love yourself endlessly.

Keep the third: worship art,

Only to him, recklessly, aimlessly.

A pale young man with an embarrassed look!

If you accept my three commandments,

Silently I will fall as a defeated fighter,

Knowing that I will leave the poet in the world.

So you understood that the main thing is to cherish the word, to revive forgotten words.

Abay

Men zhazbaimyn өlendiermekushin,

Zhok-bardy, ertegіnіtermekushіn.

Kokіregіsezіmdі, tіlіoramdy,

Zhazdymulgіzhastargabermekushin.

Bulsozditasyrұқpas, talaptyұғar,

Kөңіlinіnіңkөzіashyқ, sergekүshin.

Shakespeare

He, nor that affable familiar ghost

Which nightly gulls him with intelligence,

As victors of my silence cannot boast;

I was not sick of any fear from thence:

But when your countenance filled up his line,

Then lacked I matter; that enfeebled mine.

Tsvetaeva:

So who is the Poet?

I. Severyanin:

I, the genius Igor Severyanin, am intoxicated with my victory: I am screened all over the world! I am wholeheartedly approved! I conquered literature! He looked up, thundering, to the throne! I think you've heard of my all-time, incredible, bubbling success. Street traffic was stopped when I performed in the hall ... And in Kerch, in Simferopol, on the Volga, horses were unharnessed, and the fans carried me, the victor, on themselves.

Marina Tsvetaeva:

Well, here's one. Normally... (reads the poem "To my poems").

To my poems written so early

That I did not know that I am a poet,

Ripped off like spray from a fountain

Like sparks from rockets.

Bursting like little devils

To the Sanctuary where sleep and incense

To my poems about youth and death

Unread verses! -

Scattered in the dust at the shops

(Where no one took them and does not take them!),

My poems are like precious wines

Your turn will come.

(V. Mayakovsky approaches and gives a handkerchief)

V. Mayakovsky:

Well, what are you? Wet like a crowd licked it! Who are you trying for?

M. Tsvetaeva: And who are you?

V. Mayakovsky: I am a poet. This is interesting, and I write about this. About the rest, if it stood up in a word. (Reads the poem "Nate!"):

An hour from here to the alley

your flabby fat will flow out over a person,

and I opened so many verses of caskets for you,

I am a wast and a spender of priceless words ...

Tsvetaeva: Why so rude?

V. Mayakovsky(Turns around. Reads the poem "Could you?"):

I immediately blurred the picture of everyday life,

splashing paint from a glass,

I showed on a platter of jelly

oblique cheekbones of the ocean.

On the scales of a tin fish

I read the calls of new lips,

and you play the nocturne

could

on the drainpipe flute?

(He goes to a corner. Stars hang from the ceiling. He looks at them thoughtfully.)

Listen, if the stars are lit, then someone needs it.

Everyone froze.

2: Biz bugin poetic zhana zhuldyzdaryn zhagamyz.

1 : Each of you sitting in this hall, each person in our vast world has his own understanding of poetry, individual, accepted only by him alone, and let poetry be comparable to a candle for one, and for another it doesn’t matter. In our hall, a candle burns not by chance, because our evening is dedicated to poetry, to aspiring poets. The authors are students of our school. Their voice is still weak, like this quivering flame.

2: "Poetry - adam kokіregіnіn en alys tukpirlerine deyіn shymyrlap-zhangyryp, shulap-buyrқanyp zhetetin en sulu zhan cheeses, tұtas bir halyқtyn basynan keshіrgen ruhani omіrіnіn korkem tarihy.

3 : There are no different people here. There are only those who have come here because of dictates of their hearts! Some of you can write their own verses, others like to listen to them.

1: Introducing the esteemedjury:

3: Toksanbayeva Sholpan Amrenovna , Associate Professor, Candidate of Philological Sciences, Karaganda State University. E. Buketova.

2: Zharylgapo in ZhansayaZhangazyuli Karagandy Memlekettik Universitetі kazak mengerushisi, philology gylymynyndoctors, professor

1: Kharitonov a Larisa Mikhailovna , Associate Professor, Candidate of Philological Sciences, Karaganda State University. E. Buketova

2: ZhumageldinZhanaydarShaimerdenuly , yeah okytushy, KaragandyMemlekettikUniversity philology gylymdarynyn undergraduates

3 : Shilke VyacheslavVasilevich, master student of philological sciences, Karaganda State University. E. Buketova

1 : Deputy Director for scientific and methodological workZhukenovaGulnaz Enduardovna

3: Pupil Ekaterina Gabova

1 :Honored guests: Rakhimova Galina Sagandykovna - the first announcer of Karaganda television. She is recognized in all the cities of the CIS and abroad, where she visits, because Karaganda people are found everywhere, and for them she is a greeting from her youth ....

3: Karaganda poets:

Shalkar Zhalel Kuandykuly

Iosif Vulfovich Breido

Veniamin Alekseevich Lagai

Vladimir Vishnyakov

Vadim Kim

Victoria Oreshkina

(Leaders take turns.)

1: We invite our duelists to the stage.

2 : Koshemet Korseteyik!

3 : Welcome!

1: Dreamy Natalia

2: Ekaterina

3: Purposeful Novel

1: Resolute Bexultan

2: Akyly ken, zhalyndap turganAydosym

2: ShalkyganShabytyesiShalkar

1 : Christina

3: Artistic David

2: Tulaboyytungan talent yesi Azalia

2: Ankyldaganaqkөңіldi Aқgүlim

2: Daryn tal boyina zharaskan Asem

2: Zhasyndaizharkyldagan Zhasulan

1: We invite the poet Shalkar Zhalel Kuandykuly to open our poetry evening

Leading talk about the conditions of the duel.

1 : And now we want to acquaint you with the rules of the duel.

1 ROUND

Business card of the poet. Each of the participants in the duel introduces himself, tells a little about himself, reads a poem to choose from, chooses a second from the hall, whose help he may need in the future.

2nd round

Zhekpe - zhek kezeni. Bul kezende arbir katysushi akyn tandap algan takyryby boyinsha dayyndap kelgen olenderin ortaғa salads. Duelge katysushylar zhuptasady. Akyndarga koyylatyn shart- takyrypty zhan-zhakty karastyra otyryp, man-magynasyn ashuga basa nazar audaru. Adilkazylar alkasy zhұptardyң ishіndegі zhenіmpazdary anқtaydy. Zhenіmpazdaraқtyk saiyska katysady.

1: There is one condition: verses-shots consist of 8-14 lines.

3 ROUND

We want to intrigue you, so the rules of the third round will be announced later!

2: Zhekpe – zhekti bastaymyz . Ortaga ozinіn visit cardsymmen Catherine shakyramyz .

Business card of a duelist. They take turns speaking.

3 :Thank you for your visiting cards!

1: Listen to the romance "The Night is Light" performed byGolskaya Lyudmila Viktorovna from the regional philharmonic named after K. Baizhanov.

2 round

Presenters:

1: And the first to make 3 shots are the couple who drew number 1 - Natalia and Ekaterina!

The theme for the shots is "Fate and Providence"

2 : Zhekpe - zhektіzhalғastyratyn zhұp №2 Adosym men Shalkar!

Taqyryp:"Baqyt".

3: Third pair will be Asem and Zhasulan !

They have written verses about Kindness.

1: It is the turn of the fourth couple - Roman and Beksultan!

Poets will meditate "About themselves and about time"

2: 5-zhұptyң zhekpe-zhegіntamashalayyқ. OrtagaAkgulim men Azaleawe are shakyramyz.

Takyryp: “Tәn sululygy men zhan sululygy”

3 : And 6 th pair which is Kristina and David will finish the duel

The topic of performance is "War"

2: « Sheen poetry zhasyrynypturgan dunie sululygynyn shymyldygyn sypyryp tastaida » - degen edi Shelley Khan . Poetry – kapas kuysta tynysyndy keneyter taza aua sekildi kudiret . They are tүsіne bіlu de - nagyz oner . Bul - poetry kudіreti.

Ortaga " Waltz"bishilerin shakyramyz.

3: The jury announces the winners of the 2nd round.

And they were 6 beginning poets: Shalkar, Roman, Ekaterina, Kristina, Azalea and Asem.

1: We welcome the winners.

2: "Olen - created patshasas soz sarasy,

Қiynnan қiystyrar er danasy.

Tіlge zhenіl zhүrekke zhyly tiіp,

Tep-tegis, zhұmyr kelsіn ainaly”, - dep uly Abai atamyz aitkandai, өlenmen syrlaryn surettep, örnektegen aқyndarymyn kelesі sons and kelіp zhetti. Zhekpe- zhektin 3- kezeny - suyryp salyp aytu- akyndyk kabiletin körsetu.

3 : Andnowitistimeforthethirdround! Finalists will receive a topic which must be the topic of their future verses. They only have 15 minutes to complete the task. Thus, there will be 6 participants of the 2nd round and three of them will take the place. Moreover, you, our dear guests, should choose the topics. Please, we would like you to suggest your own themes and our assistants submit them to the jury, so they will choose the best for impromptu verse.

The theme is determined by the viewer! We are listening to you. Assistants record and pass to the jury.The jury chose the theme "Good and Evil".

The poets leave and compose works within 15 minutes.

3 : Every poet is the whole world. Ones enjoy pictures of nature, the others convey storm of passion in their verses or tell readers about their true feelings and somebody does all these things. placeWe want to invite here Golskaya Lyudmila Viktorovna with her song "Green Sleeves"( Golskaya Ludmila Viktorovna)

2 : Rakhmet, Lyudmila Viktorovna!

1: Music and Word. They are always there. Poets listen to the music of their soul. He who loves Music also loves Poetry, he loves Life itself. Listen to the composition of M. Tariverdiev "Reminiscence" performed by Kopeeva Assel

3 round.

2: Suyryp salu kezeny. Aқyndarymyzdy oz shyғarmalaryn okuғa zhekpe - zhektegі kezekterі boyynsha shakyramyz.

Poetsreadtheirworks.

3: Thank you for your performance, dear poets! And now the jury is going to work hard. They need to choose the winner of the 3 rd round.

1: While the jury is deliberating, he will tell about Music and the Word

Zhanibek, who, to the verses of S.A. Yesenin composed the music. And it turned out to be an amazing song.

3. Let's applaud Zhanabek for this wonderful song !

2: We invite George to the stage, who will sing about love.

1: Thanks to George for the soulful song!

3: This is the long-expected moment for us. Jury is going to announce the winners.

1: The long-awaited moment has come - the award. Jury word.

3: We invite Asem Elubaevna, Deputy Director for Educational Work, to the stage. Our winners: Kristina and Shalkar

1: Beautiful people love poetry

Poetry makes the earth more beautiful

2: Poetry - zhastygynzhalynushkan,

Keremet syrga toly dosym ұқsan.

3: Poetry is a sword of lightning, ever unsheathed, which consumes the scabbard that would contain it.( PercyShelly)

1: See you soon!

2: Kelesi kezdeskenshe, dostar!

3: See you, dear friends!

Afterword

You say that in our civilized time, duels among poets are not accepted?

Well, you are very wrong. They exist! And the proof is the poetic duel “A flash of flame is a word!”

The poetic evening was a success thanks to the cooperation with the Karaganda State University. E. Buketov, NIS library, thanks to talented students, teachers of Kazakh, Russian and English languages, Regional Philharmonic named after K. Baizhanov.

The script partially used material from the site http://scenaristu.narod.ru/vecher/litkafe.html

Zhogova Rashida Ismailovna, teacher of Russian language and literature.

1001 ideas for interesting activities with children

NAME OF THE DEVELOPMENT

PUSHKIN'S DUEL ("FATAL DUEL")

EXTRA CLASS ACTIVITY

Ezofatova Elena Viktorovna, MBOU "Uemskaya secondary school", teacher of Russian language and literature, Arkhangelsk region

Subject (orientation): literature

Children's age: 8-11 grade

Location: outside the classroom (assembly hall)

Sounds of Music (Moonlight Sonata) Presenter 1: He no longer exists. Young singer Found an untimely end The storm has died, the color is beautiful Withered at the dawn, Extinguished the fire on the altar!.. Presenter 2: On January 27, according to the new style, or February 8, according to the old style, in 1837 a duel took place, which ended in a mortal wound for a great man Presenter 1: A.S. Pushkin, the greatest Russian poet, will die after two days of torment Presenter 2: “The sun of our poetry has set! Pushkin died, died in the prime of life, in the middle of his great career! ”- this is what the journalist and editor Kraevsky will say on January 30, 1937 Presenter 1: He, who so loved life and everything that it gives people: fun, friendship, love Presenter 2: I so want to see him alive, for example, like this .. Pushkin (writes poetry): I love you, even though I'm furious, / Although this work and shame is in vain, / And I confess this unfortunate stupidity / At your feet! But I recognize by all the signs / The disease of love in my soul
Presenter 1: By 1837, Pushkin had been married for six years and had 4 children. But he did not stop loving her, Natalya Nikolaevna, nee Goncharova Pushkin During the wedding in the church at the Nikitsky Gate during the exchange of rings, the ring fell to the floor, and then my candle went out. I then became uncomfortable. Bad omens. But soon all bad thoughts left, only joy remained: “I am married - and happy; my only desire is that nothing in my life has changed - I can’t wait for the best. This state is so new to me that it seems I have been reborn.” Presenter 2: But the signs were not in vain. There is constant gossip around the name of Pushkin and the name of his wife (two ladies walk across the stage, whispering to each other) Lady 1 Did you hear? What is she.. Lady 2: Who? Lady 1: Yes, she is ... Goncharova, or rather Pushkin ... Lady 2: Yes, yes ... Terrible ... And Dantes ... unthinkable .. Lady 1: Pushkin is simply blind, since he does not see this Presenter 1: Everyone around is hinting to Pushkin about his wife's affair with the Frenchman Dantes. Dantes: I am a real Frenchman, Georges Dantes. I am young, I am hot, I enjoy life. All the most beautiful women in Russia admire me. I am having fun… Presenter 2: In October 1836, Pushkin received an unsigned letter Pushkin (reads): "... they unanimously elected Mr. Pushkin as coadjutor of the Grand Master of the Order of Cuckolds" Oh, you're laughing, gentlemen. You declared me a cuckold. I will not allow disgrace Host 1: And he did not allow shame. He challenged Dantes to a duel, thus defending his honor, the honor of his family. Dantes: I don't want to risk my life, I can't, I'm too young... No, no. What to do? How to calm the jealous Pushkin? Presenter 2: And he found a way out, he proposed to Pushkin's sister Ekaterina Goncharova Presenter 1: However, the conflict between Pushkin and the Gekkerns, such was the name of Dantes by his adoptive father, was not settled, and soon after the marriage of Dantes with Catherine, rumors and jokes against Pushkin and his family began to spread. Pushkin writes an insulting letter to Dantes' stepfather. Presenter 2: And here is a new duel. It should take place the next day, the conditions are very tough. Presenter1: This is how Zhukovsky describes Pushkin’s behavior on the day of the duel: “Getting up cheerfully at 8 o’clock - after tea I wrote a lot - until 11 o’clock. From 11 lunch - walked around the room unusually cheerfully, sang songs ... " Host 2: Didn't he understand that he was risking his life? Host 1: Of course, I understood. After all, he himself described duels more than once. And in one of them, a poet, very similar to the author himself, Vladimir Lensky, turned out to be killed. Recall the novel "Eugene Onegin" (a person reads a text behind the curtain - a description of the duel in the novel "Eugene Onegin" to the music, Lensky and Onegin are on stage) Presenter 2: Pushkin described how a poet dies, dies in the prime of life in a duel. Host 1: What is it? Premonition? The ability to see the future? Another gift given to him by fate? Presenter 2: Pushkin was brought home from the place of the duel, to the embankment of the Moika River, house 12. The wound turned out to be fatal: the poet lived for two days. Despite the efforts of doctors, he died on January 29 (February 10) at 14:45. At the time of his death, the clock was stopped, which, being a relic of the era, is still kept, becoming one of the significant exhibits of the museum subsequently organized in this house. (Pushkin reclining) near Vyazemsky, Dal, Danzas Presenter 1: Next to him were relatives, friends. One of them is the poet Vyazemsky. This is how he recalled the last hours of Alexander Sergeevich Vyazemsky: “There was no bitterness towards life in him at all. He desired death as the end of torment and, despairing of life, did not want to continue it by force, useless measures and new torments. But the next day, when he felt better and he noticed that the doctors also cheered up, and he became pliant in hope, obeyed the doctors, put leeches on his own, took medicines, and when the doctors promised him good consequences from medicines, he answered them : "God bless! God bless!” Presenter 2: Danzas, Pushkin's friend in the lyceum and his second in the duel, was right there. Here is what he remembered about Pushkin Danzas: “And it is especially remarkable that in these last hours of his life he seemed to have become different ... not a word, lower than the memory of the duel. Only once, when I mentioned his killers, he said: “Don't avenge me! I have forgiven everything." Presenter 1: Vladimir Dal, compiler of the explanatory dictionary, spent the whole last night at his bed Dal: When longing and pain overcame him, he made movements with his hands and grunted abruptly, but so that they could hardly hear him. “You have to endure, friend, there is nothing to do,” I told him, “but don’t be ashamed of your pain, moan, it will be easier for you.” Pushkin: No, no... don't... moan... the wife... will hear... It's ridiculous... so this... nonsense... overpowers me... I don't want to. Dahl: He opened his eyes and asked for soaked cloudberries. When they brought her, he said distinctly, "Call your wife, let her feed me." (wife comes out, sits by the bed, feeds). She came, knelt down at the head of the bed, brought him a spoonful or two of cloudberries, then pressed her face to his face; Pushkin stroked her head and said: Pushkin: Well, well, nothing; thank God; Everything is fine! go. Wife: He will live! He won't die! Presenter 2: She still believed in a miracle Host 1: But the miracle did not happen. He died.. (lights go out, music plays, everyone leaves the stage) A person reads behind the stage in the dark to quiet music A joyful dream, announcing - / A greedy heart does not dare / And to believe and not to believe. / Am I close to my death? / And I fear and hope, / I fear eternal punishment, / I hope for Mercy: / Calm me / Creator. / But let Yours be will, / Not mine. - Who is going there?.. / But your will be done, / Not mine. (Lights on). Presenter 1: By the evening of the same day, a poem by the then unknown poet M.Yu. Lermontov was passed from hand to hand in St. Petersburg Presenter 2: It was allowed to print it only 15 years later, after the death of Lermontov himself Presenter 1: What was he like, this brave young man, who is rightfully considered a student of Pushkin, although they did not even know each other Host 2: Maybe like this Lermontov: (reads "Requiem" to the music) The poet is dead! - a slave of honor - / Fell, slandered by rumor, / With lead in his chest and a thirst for revenge, / Hanging his proud head! and killed! Presenter 1: More than 175 years ago, a great heart stopped Presenter 2: And for almost 200 years, his poems and books have been with us. And that means he Eighth graders (in a chain): -I love Pushkin. -I love his poetry. -I admire the description of a wonderful winter morning. I admire the autumn gold of foliage. I care about the characters in his books. -Vladimir Dubrovsky and Marya Troekurova. - The stationmaster and his daughter Dunya. - Petr Grinev and Emelyan Pugachev. - Thank you, Alexander Sergeevich, for being you. - For what you are now. - Thank you, Pushkin! (in chorus)

LITERATURE AND LINKS

Pushkin A.S. Collected works in three volumes, Moscow "Fiction", 1985

Lermontov M.Yu. Works, Moscow, Pravda Publishing House, 1988

Sections: Extracurricular work

The day before the duel.

Drama in one act

Characters

• First presenter
• Second presenter
• hostess of the ball
• Ball host
• Young man
• first lady
• Second lady
• Third lady
• Pushkin A.S.
• ill-wisher
• ill-wisher
• Men
• Vorontsova Elizaveta Ksaverevna
• Natalia Nikolaevna
• Dantes

STEP ONE

The first phenomenon

Scene. It has two leaders. From the portrait of A.S. Pushkin, projected onto the screen, the presenters go to the audience with volumes of poetry in their hands.

First leader. Good afternoon dear friends!

Second presenter. Hello my contemporary!

First presenter. Outside the 21st century. And among the pillboxes flashing on the calendar, there is one special date, June 6 - the birthday of the great Russian poet Alexander Sergeevich Pushkin.

Second presenter. Two centuries separate us from him. But the farther it goes from us, the closer and more expensive it becomes.

First leader. Pushkin is always modern. Pushkin is close and dear to us today.

Second leader.

Nineteenth century.
It's like he's behind a thin wall.
Ding-ding-ding bell-
In Trigorskoye, Boldino, Lintsy.
Petersburg and Moscow
Reflections on another life
Decembrists, duel.
Denunciations, balls, commoners.

First leader. The ball is a very special event in the life of a person of the last century. Have a good time, looking for brides and grooms. The latest secular news and gossip. And we invite you, dear friends, to the ball of Pushkin's time.

Second leader. The ball season began in autumn and flared up in winter. Moonlight floods the streets, pours fluffy snow. And from the mansion come the sounds of music.

(The presenters turn to the stage, open volumes of Pushkin's poems and read):

First leader.

Silent midnight.
Building long
Silvered by the moon
Carriages are standing on Tverskaya
In front of a magnificent and ancient house.

(Sounds "Polonaise" in the background of the dance).

Second leader.

A vast hall burns with a thousand lights,
Bows roar from high choirs, a crowd of guests,
The roar of dance with the roar of conversations...

(Reads against the background of the sounding "Polonaise".

The second phenomenon

The hall where the ball is like. Hosts and guests.

Ball hostess. Everything seems to be in order, dear: the guests have arrived, everyone is in a great mood.

Master. How many young people today! Hope they don't get bored.

Ball hostess. For some reason, there is still no young Pushkin couple. Is this secular anemone not to please our society with his beautiful wife?

Master. Yes, Pushkin's wife is a very sweet creation. It is true, says Zhukovsky, "both the soul, and life, and Pushkin's poetry benefit from this union." But where are they?

(Goes to the back of the stage, takes the glasses and goes to the second microphone).

A conversation between two ladies.

First lady. You heard Pushkin got married! The wedding took place in the Church of the Great Ascension. They say he is very happy.

Second lady. Really? It took him a long time to get there. The history of matchmaking dragged on for about two years.

First lady. Yes. Mrs. Goncharova was afraid to give her daughter to a man who would have the misfortune to be in bad standing with the sovereign.

Second lady. They say that he even wrote a letter to the chief of the gendarmes, Count Benckendorff, asking him to give him a kind of certificate of trustworthiness.

First lady. What won't you do for love?! But Mrs. Goncharova is also good! Stingy to the extreme, vicious and quarrelsome. I heard that she abused Pushkin, arranged insulting scenes, forced her fiancé to give out 11 thousand under the guise of a loan to buy a dowry.

The host of the ball with a young man with glasses in his hands at the second microphone.

Young man. Have you seen Alexander?

Master. No, after his marriage, he does not really like our bachelor parties.

Young man.

Before, he wouldn't mind hanging out with us. Do you remember how it used to be? What silenced the joyful voice?
Give out, bachal refrains!
Long live the gentle maidens
And the young wives who loved us!
Pour a full glass!
To the sounding bottom
In thick wine
Throw the treasured rings!

Master(continues)

Let's raise our glasses, let's move them together!
Long live the muses! Long live the mind!
You, holy sun, burn!
How does this lamp turn pale
Before the clear dawn.
So false wisdom flickers and smolders
Before the sun of the immortal mind.
Long live the sun, long live the darkness!

(He turns to the guests, sees Vorontsova entering, gives the glass to a friend and hurries to meet her).

Oh, Mrs. Vorontsova, glad to see you in good health! ( He escorts her to the guests)

A conversation between two ladies, then a third one comes up.

First lady. Look how pretty Annette is still. I wonder how she met the news of Pushkin's marriage. After all, they say they had an affair, and not a joke.

Second lady. I don’t know about the novel, but their chance meeting in Trigorsky at Osipova’s in 1925 did not go unnoticed. Kern claims that it was then that the poem “I remember a wonderful moment” was written and presented to her.

A third lady enters the conversation.

Third lady. Perhaps the poem was written, but is it possible to believe the poet, especially such a womanizer as Pushkin! Not a single pretty young lady will be left unattended. Agree that at today's ball there are a lot of those whose albums contain messages from this piit. “… Genius of pure beauty…” All this is just imagination and nothing more.

Second lady. But the lyrics are amazing! (Reads the poem “I remember a wonderful moment” against the background of the violin)

Third lady. God, what a naive dreamer you are!

Master.

The mazurka rang out. used to
When the mazurka thundered,
Everything in the great hall was trembling,
The parquet cracked under the heel,
Shaking, rattling frames,
Now it's not that: and we, like ladies,
We slide on varnished boards.
Where is Pushkin?

Against the background of the mazurka, the Pushkin couple appears in the hall. Whisper: “Pushkin! Pushkin!” The owners rush to meet them.

Master. Is it possible to hide such a beauty from others!

Pushkin. Yes, I am married and happy, I have only one desire, that nothing in my life has changed - I can’t wait for the best.

A couple of guests come up from behind

Ill-wisher. It looks like not only did you cheat on us after your marriage, but your muse cheated on you too?!

Detractor. How to explain your appeal to prose? All these “Shots”, “Snowstorms” with their everyday life and primitive plot? Signed off, sir?

Pushkin.

I matured amid sad storms,
And my days flow, so long muddy,
Now calmed down by a momentary slumber
And reflected the azure sky.

Detractor. Ah, that's how it is! Maybe…

Ball hostess.(Interrupting a brewing scandal). Gentlemen, gentlemen, attention! Attention please! Our niece Nadine and her cousins ​​have prepared a surprise. You are presented with the final scene from the novel "Eugene Onegin" by our esteemed Alexander.

(The guests are seated. The host helps the actors arrange the scenery. The scene of Tatyana's explanation with Onegin sounds)

After the performance, everyone clap, the ladies come up to the actors with remarks: “Oh, charm, charm!”, “You are magnificent, madam!”, “Oh, Michel, what Michel! Men take glasses and surround Pushkin.

Conversation between men at the first microphone.

First man. Congratulations! In your "Onegin" is life itself in all its manifestations.

Second man. We see ourselves, we look at our quirks.

Third man. I heard that Raevsky's novel scolds. Expected romanticism, found satire and cynicism.

Pushkin. I know that epigrams have already appeared on me and on the novel.

Fourth man. And the language!!! Those who scold the novel are jumping to conclusions, hurry!

Fifth man. And yet, I like you more than anything else. Of course, you are a master in the art of tender passion, but how bold and bold in epigrams:

Half milord, half merchant,
Half wise, half ignorant,
Semi-scoundrel, but there is hope
What will be complete at last.

Fourth man. My God, but it smells like hard labor?! ( The men laugh and disperse, placing their glasses on the tray, on the catillon.)

Music sounds. Vorontsova goes to the microphone. Monologue on the background of the dance and Pushkin talking with the owner. At this time, Dantes approaches Natalya Nikolaevna, who is sitting in the back of the hall, and begins courtship, passes a note.

Monologue Vorontsova. However, how hard and sad it is! He is no longer the same young man, but he is still charming, mobile and in love ... in love with his Natalie, as he may have been in love with me then. And he still keeps a ring with a carnelian octagonal stone. Who knows if our feelings with him are not included in the relationship between Tatyana and Onegin. So much in common. He is in Chisinau, despite his youth and vitality, lonely, unhappy and in love, in love with me, the wife of his immediate superior. I myself am passionate about his poems, his passion, but I cannot cross the marriage bonds. Rare letters, magnificent poems, that's all that remains of this love; On the eve of his marriage, as if saying goodbye to me forever, he wrote:

The last time your image is cute
I dare to mentally caress
Awaken the dream with the power of the heart
And with some timid and dull
Remember your love.
Our summers are running, changing,
Changing everything, changing us
You are for your poet
Dressed in grave twilight,
And for you your friend is gone.
Accept, dear friend,
Farewell to my heart
As a widowed wife
Like a friend who silently hugs a friend
Before his imprisonment.

Vorontsova, covering herself with a fan, goes into the depths of the hall.

First presenter(behind the scenes). Elizaveta Ksaveryevna was one of the most attractive women of her time. Her whole being was imbued with such a soft, charming, feminine grace, such friendliness, that many fell in love with her without memory.

Second presenter (behind the scenes). Vorontsova, until the end of her long life, kept a warm memory of Pushkin and read his works every day. When her eyesight completely failed her, she ordered them to be read aloud to herself.

By this time the catillon is finished. The owner drew Pushkin's attention to Natalya Nikolaevna and Dantes winding around her. Pushkin, indignantly, throws out the wine, sharply pronounces: “What an impudent one!” - and goes to Natalya Nikolaevna.

The hostess of the ball, seeing all this and fearing a quarrel, again saves the situation.

Ball hostess. Serge dear! You also prepared a gift for the newlyweds. Alexander Sergeevich, Natalya Nikolaevna, this romance sounds for you.

Everyone again disperses with exclamations: “Please! Please!”, “How nice!” The owner approaches the instrument.

Master. Gentlemen, do not blame me for the performance. I'm somewhat out of voice. But I really enjoyed the romance. Your poems, Alexander Sergeevich, yours!

The romance “I was driving to you” from the movie “The Stationmaster” sounds.

After the romance, the touched Pushkin approaches the owner with Natalya Nikolaevna with gratitude: “Touched, Serge, heartily touched, thank you!”

Then he goes with Natalya Nikolaevna to the microphone, as if in seclusion:

Pushkin. Have you looked in the mirror and made sure that nothing in the world can be compared with your face - and I love your soul even more than your face.

Not many paintings by old masters
I always wanted to decorate my abode,
So that the visitor marveled at them superstitiously,
Listening to the important judgment of the experts.

In my simple corner, in the midst of slow labors,
One picture I wanted to be forever a spectator,
One: so that on me from the canvas, as from the clouds,
Most Pure and our Divine Savior -
She is with greatness, he is with reason in his eyes -
Looked, meek, in glory and rays,
Alone without angels, under the palm tree of Zion.

My wishes have been fulfilled. Creator
He sent you down to me, you, my Madonna,
The purest beauty, the purest example.

She freezes, looking with delight at Natalya Nikolaevna.

Two ladies.

first lady (with irritation)."The purest beauty, the purest example." No matter how this sample instructed the horns. It is no coincidence that Pushkin was appointed chamber junker. It is in his 30-odd years to receive the rank given to young men! All this was done only in order to constantly see his beautiful wife at court. You know, Emperor Nicholas himself is not indifferent to this beauty.

Second lady. Yes, what are you saying? And who is this young man who has been looking at Natalie so frankly and enthusiastically all evening.

First lady. And did you notice? However, it's hard not to notice. The adopted son of Gekkern Dantes is as arrogant as he is handsome. He would never refuse to take care of the first St. Petersburg beauty. Remember my word - be a scandal!

Second lady. Every day is not Sunday! Pushkin! Pushkin! What is he like! No family, no tribe, no appearance. A real monkey!

And the poems ... God knows if they are really good! In our time, there are so many of these poets divorced.

The hosts of the ball appear in the middle of the hall.

Mistress. Pushkin's wife is a beautiful creature, but this melancholic and quiet expression on her face is like a premonition of misfortune. This woman will not be happy ... What a difficult fate she will have to bear - to be the wife of a poet and a poet like Pushkin!

Voice of the first presenter ( behind the scenes). Dolly Ficquelmont's prophecies will soon come true: censorship obstacles, lack of money, hatred of secular society, Nikolai's excessive attention to Natalie's beauty, impudent courtship of Dantes, meanness and dirt will make that fatal duel on the Black River inevitable.

Monotonous and insane
Like a whirlwind of young life,
The waltz whirl is whirling noisily.
The couple flashes by the couple.

The third phenomenon.

The light goes out. Dancing couples disappear backstage. On the slide screen: a monument at the grave of Pushkin. Leaders appear on the stage. They approach the monument-grave.

First leader.

My friends, you feel sorry for the poet:
In the color of joyful hopes
died...

Second leader.

His pained shadow
Perhaps she took with her
Holy secret, and for us
The life-giving voice died.

Close volumes of poetry.

First leader. His death became his immortality.

Second leader. Treasures bestowed on us by Pushkin, we recognize today as great and invaluable.

First leader. In moments of joy, sadness, loneliness, a friendly feast or moments of spiritual confusion, we will again and again turn to Pushkin ...

Second leader. Let us turn to Pushkin so that, while enjoying, we will grow wiser and see clearly.

They leave the stage, leaving candles at the monument to Pushkin. The poem “Do not remember Pushkin in vain ...”

Rows of volumes "Pushkinians ..."
How many have accumulated!
Some are as solid as novels
Others are tremulous, like poetry.
We clarify everything, we clarify
Searching, finding out
And it seems that the more we know
The less we know about him.
Here even complaining in vain
Regularity! But
About us - so mercilessly clear
Like under an x-ray: who is who.
Who values ​​thought, who gossip.
Who is genuine and deep,
And who is an excellent student of high school,
All hardened by heart,
Who we consume with ambition,
Who is wise and brave - not for show ...
We clarify everything, we clarify ...
Not! Pushkin clarifies us!

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