Конкурс чтецов на английском языке

Конкурс чтецов на английском языке

Северо Казахстанская область

район им.Г.Мусрепова с.Новоселовка

Новосельская средняя школа

Учитель английского языка

Шайгузова Жазира Галимжановна

Цель: 1)совершенствование навыков выразительного рассказывания стихотворений;

2)актуализация лексического и грамматического материала;

3) развитие интереса к поэтическим произведениям стран изучаемого языка.

Оборудование: портреты писателей и поэтов; грамоты и подарки для поощрения лучших чтецов.

Ход мероприятия:

Good morning, boys and girls!

Good morning now.

Wake, body, wake, mind!

Work, play, seek, find,

Eat breakfast, dinner too,

Wash, brush, sing, dance, and do!

Good morning now.

We shall recite English poems and find out who can do it very well.

It is time to start. Try to recite the poems artistically and in a natural manner. We shall clap our hands after each poem. I hope you will enjoy your English.

Kitty and Betty

Kitty's house is in the country,

Betty's house is in the city.

Kitty likes to stay with Betty,

Betty likes to stay with Kitty.

Betty likes the country best,

Kitty likes the busy city.

That is a lucky thing

For Betty and for Kitty.

The weather

When the weather is wet

We must not fret.

When the weather is cold

We must not scold.

When the weather is warm

We must not storm.

But be thankful together

Whatever the weather.

Blackbirds

There were two blackbirds,

Sitting on a hill,

The one named Jack,

The other named Jill;

Fly away, Jack!

Fly away, Jill!

Come again, Jack!

Come again, Jill!

A Child Wish.
I want to live
And not to die!
I want to laugh
And not to cry!

I want to feel
The summer sun
I want to sing
When life is fun.

I want to fly
Into the blue.
I want to swim
As fish do.

I want to stretch out
Friendly hands
To all the young
Of other lands.

I want to laugh
And not to cry!
I want to live
And not to die!

Night

The sun descending in the west,

The evening star does shine;

The birds are silent in their nest,

And I must seek for mine.

The moon, like a flower,

In heaven`s high bower,

With silent delight

Sits and smiles on the night.

Book, Look!

Since books are friends,

They need much care.

When you are reading them,

Be good to them and fair!

Use books-marks, children,

To hold your place,

And don`t turn a book

Upon its clear face.

Remember, children, then:

Books are meant to read.

Not cut or colour them-

No, really never indeed!

Clouds

White sheep, white sheep

On a blue hill.

When the wind stops

You all stand still.

You walk far away

When the winds blow.

White sheep,white sheep,

Where do you go?

Question

Some people live in the country

Where the houses are very small,

Some people live in the city

Where the houses are very tall.

But in the country where the houses are small,

The gardens are big,

And in the city where the houses are tall,

There are no gardens at all.

Where do you live?

Secret Ambitions

People sometimes say to me:

«Tell me, what do you want to be?»

I usually answer, «I don`t know»,

But it isn`t really so:

I want to win an Olympic race,

I want to see the Earth from space,

I want to travel to Timbuktu,

I want to be rich and famous, too.

I want to star on Hollywood`s screen,

I want to invent a new machine,

I want to be very clever and wise,

I want to win the Nobel prize.

But most all, I want to be.

Sonnet

I wish I could remember that first day,
First hour, first moment of your meeting me,
If bright or dim the season, it might be
Summer or Winter for aught I can say;
So unrecorded did it slip away,
So blind was I to see and to foresee,
So dull to mark the budding of my tree
That would not blossom yet for many a May.
If only I could recollect it, such
A day of days! I let it come and go
As traceless as a thaw of bygone snow;
It seemed to mean so little, meant so much;
If only now I could recall that touch,
First touch of hand in hand - Did one but know!

Christina Rossetti

Big Ban

Big Ban is high above the town,

It is a symbol of the Crown.

Its sight is handsome in the noon,

At night, it's shining like a moon.

It has as many as four faces.

The deep voices heard in many places

Its work is industrious, in fact.

It tells the time to everyone,

The job is said to be well-done.

Sometimes its stroke is like a call

Of old Sir Benjamin Hall.

Twinkle, twinkle, little star
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are.
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky.

When the blazing sun is gone,
When he nothing shines upon,
Then you show your little light,
Twinkle, twinkle, all the night.

Then the traveller in the dark,
Thanks you for your tiny spark,
He could not see which way to go,
If you did not twinkle so.

In the dark blue sky you keep,
And often through my curtains peep,
For you never shut your eye,
'Till the sun is in the sky.

As your bright and tiny spark,
Lights the traveller in the dark.
Though I know not what you are,
Twinkle, twinkle, little star.

- So I can see you can recite the poems very well. What poems do you like? Why do you like this poem?

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Thank you for your work. Our contest is over.