Ministry of Education, Culture and Research of the Republic of Moldova

"Alexei Mateevici" Theoretical High School, Cricova city

Methodical Commission Romanian Language and Literature

Extracurricular activity

English Language

Autumn proud, hardworking and

generous !

Prepared by: Chira Eugenia - UST student,

Faculty of Philology, year IV, Gr. 402B

Chişinău , 2020
 Musical show - literary
Characters: Autumn, Summer, Spring, Winter, September, October, November, The Old Man, The Wind, The
Sun, The Rain, The Ant, The Cricket, The Red, The Cabbage, The Carrot, The Onion, The Potato, The Pepper,
The Parsley, The Hedgehog, The Mouse, The Fox Presenter I, Presenter II, Student I, Student II, Author

The performance of the show

The Leaves of the Trees
(to the tune of “The Wheels on the Bus”)

The leaves of the trees turn orange and red

orange and red, orange and red
The leaves of the trees turn orange and red
All through the town.

The leaves of the trees come tumbling down

tumbling down, tumbling down
The leaves of the trees come tumbling down
All through the town.

The leaves on the ground go swish, swish, swish

Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish,
The leaves on the ground go swish, swish, swish
All through the town.

Presenter I

From small to large

Welcome to the holiday!

Presenter II

But, I also ask you a question:

What color is autumn?

Children: yellow, rust, orange.

Presenter I

Yes, indeed… Autumn is rich in color. It can be likened to a sweet - bitter quince. At first royal, and at the end
deserted, sad, dark.

Presenter II

But, she is dear to us all as she is, and without her there would be no joy, no love, no life.

Presenter I

In our country, in Moldova, autumns are always very beautiful.

Presenter II

They come to fill our land and houses with unparalleled riches.

Student I:
- What is autumn, dear children?
Season of joy!
The leaves are advised
With colors match.
Some surprised tomatoes
Other yellowish, stained,
Copper and dreamers,
Lay on the alleys, carpets!
Mere-mbujorate, fine
I sit in full baskets
I did not forget that in crumbs
We have grapes, nuts and pears!
Is it snowing in the fall? Is autumn raining?
A little of both
And we all say to him again:
Welcome to our country!
Presenter I

Dear guests! Want to know why autumn is called the Garden of Heaven?

Students: Yes !!!

Presenter II

Then listen to the legend of Autumn.

Author: The 4 sisters: Winter, Summer, Spring and Autumn, walked for a long time through the forest, but did
not find the source that their parents had told them about. They didn't find anything in their mouths either: neither
you berries, nor you mushrooms. The heat and the drought that is falling on their lands have melted the grass,
withered the leaves of the trees. The ground was cracked and burned by drought.

The sisters looked up at the sky and sighed. No cloud could be seen on the high vault.

Autumn: If I had the power…

Spring: What would you do?

Autumn: I would wake up the wind and ask him to gather the clouds and call the rain, the old and gentle rain
which, if it starts, keeps it for a few days in a row.

Summer: The world is dying of trouble, and it is dreaming! As you wish, but I'm coming home. I'm tired of
cutting leaves for my dear dogs in the morning.

Winter: You're right, sister. Let's go home; I can't stand such heat. I feel dizzy and sick. My stumped legs
swelled and I could barely move.

Spring: I want home too…

Autumn: I admit, I got tired too, but we girls have to go to Văgăuna Lupului. My father said that there was a
strong spring there. Maybe his waters are still whispering now. Let's try our luck.

Summer: Luck is deaf and choir, but it's not stupid to stand in the way on a heat like this. Or do you think he's
looking forward to meeting you, Autumn?

Autumn: Luck never sleeps, it gets in your way when you don't even think about it. But, according to the
mother, luck follows the mind and comes to the worthy one, because whoever waits for blackberries in the mouth
does not have a good day.

Spring: The long word is the poverty of man, of sisters. Everyone does as his heart dictates, I am exhausted.

Winter and Summer: And us…

The dance "Seasons"

Autumn: Give me the pitcher, I'll keep going.

Author: The sisters broke up. Autumn took the path up the hill, meandering through the trees. Not to be outdone,
the girl began to sing. When he reached the top of the hill, he saw a small old man, who was struggling to lift a
load of vines. Autumn greets him with all due respect:

Autumn: Good weather, Uncle!

The old man: Good for your heart, baby, as is your face!

The old man: It's great, my sins, but after I've gathered the vines so hard, I can't bear to leave them here.

Autumn: Let me help you too, I see that your way is also towards The Wolf's Cradle.

The old man: I can't reach the cradle, I turn right towards the house.

Autumn: Then divide the task into two smaller ones.

Author: The girl arranges the vines, ties them with the rope that the old man gave her and they started on the
path that went down.

The old man: My task is a little easy. Did you put less vines?

Autumn: I put less, Uncle, but don't worry it's not hard mine either. And then I'm used to it, I often go to the
forest for vines. Today I came with my sisters to look for a source, because our water reserves, as well as our
food reserves, are running out.

The old man: Well, I see you alone, where are your sisters?

Autumn: They returned home. The poor are obedient, for we walk on the dear morning and to no avail.

Author: Word for word, Autumn and Uncle have reached a crossroads. The old man put the load down and said
to the girl:

The old man: We have to break up here, baby.

Autumn: But how are you going to carry two tasks ?! I'm going home from now on, I don't think it's far?

The old man: I live a stone's throw away. If you want to do your alms in the end, I accept with all my heart.
Autumn: That's what my father and mother taught me - everything started must be completed, and if you do
good to someone, do it wholeheartedly, because God likes it.

The old man: You are wise and worthy parents, Tomniță!

Author: Autumn put the load down and turned to leave.

Autumn: Health, Uncle!

The old man: No, Toamno, please come into my house and be a guest of honor. I'd like to show you something.

Autumn: Okay, Uncle, if you say mate.

Author: The old man pulled the latch on a door, opened it and invited the girl to enter. Autumn stepped on the
threshold and was stunned.

Autumn: Uncle, well, this is the Garden of Heaven!

The old man: Take everything your heart desires, co-pilot, because you deserve it. You're a really good girl.

Autumn: It would be enough for me to fill my pitcher.

The old man: Fill it, my girl, and drink as much as your heart desires.

Autumn: Thank you, Uncle. This water seems to be female. It cooled me down and gave me strength. I'm
looking forward to going home.

The old man: Take this basket, Toamno, too. I have put the fruits of my trees here for you.

Autumn: Uncle, what luck that the incident got in my way.

The old man: Not the incident, my girl, but your heart and your good word. Goodbye, Autumn, goodbye!

Author: Autumn opened its doors and set off. He remembered not asking the old man his name. He returned, but
neither the house nor the enchanted garden was behind him.

Autumn: What does this mean?

The wind: That means an old man has gotten in your way, good luck!

Autumn: But who are you?

The wind: I am the wind you wanted to see.

Autumn: Wind, please, go in search of the Rain.

The wind: My younger brothers take care of this, look at the sky!

Author: The girl raises her head. The sky was surrounded by heavy, heavy rain.

Autumn: Thank you, Uncle Good luck! Thank you!

Author: The first drops of rain fell on the ground.

This is how Autumn, Rain and Wind became friends, and since then they have been together forever.
Student II:

Autumn has arrived and now,

We're waiting for the frost to fall

The wind is blowing harder and harder

Where should we hide?

Where? Where?

Wind:

I sing even though I don't have a string

Because I'm a great musician

And I teach you what a range is.

The dance "Rain"

Rain:

How good it is, dear children,

I rained through the plains,

Through orchards with large fruits

And through vineyards.

But I didn't work like that

I alone

Guess who helped me

Are the rich fruits brought?

Students: The sun!

Sun: Hello, friends!
I bathe with golden rays
Vineyards, orchards, many plains
The fruits sweeten them,
The grapes cheer up.
And now, big surprise!
On this holiday
The daughters of Autumn are also present!
September: Good to see you, friends! It's September. The sun caresses me with its faint rays, as if it were saying
goodbye.
The leaves on the trees turn yellow and are carried away by the wind. The walnuts take off their clothes and fall
down, hiding from the eyes of the gatherers. If they remain sneaked among the leaves, in the spring they sprout
and also become a nutcracker.

With my arrival, the swallows go to the warm countries and everyone eagerly drinks honey-sweet must.
My people call me Răpciune - associated with the cooling of time, once Vinițel - which indicates the harvesting
of grapes and the squeezing of wine.

Student I: September is here again

The grapes were ripe alive
The carts are big and full
Climb to households.
Hardworking people everywhere
Fruit-gathering gathers
Dividing into work
And singing willingly.
October: And I'm October!
The mornings scare everyone with chills. The first frost falls, that's why my people call me Brumărel. The
insects fall asleep. And heaven seems to gather all the sadness, turning it into tears. It starts to rain for days on
end. "Shepherd's rain," he is told.
But who do I see?
You know ?! Among the yellow leaves
An ant looks at the sun
Wiping his nose with a handkerchief
She says overwhelmed, sad.

Ant: Sun, when did you shrink?

Dear birds, where did you go?
Heavens, you're upset ...
You leaves, when did you fall?
Uff! I'm kind of guessing
But I'm afraid to say it!
And I still hope in myself,
That maybe it's not like that!

The sun: Run, ant, and hide

That there will be no more good days.
You worked all summer
Take shelter in a hurry
(The ant enters his house. The Cricket appears. The Cricket knocks on the ant's window. She leaves the house
angrily)
Ant: Who's knocking on my shutter again?
The cricket: I am, dear ant, I am your neighbor.
Ant: Why are you knocking on my window, neighbor?
Cricket: I want a bean, ant, don't be upset!
Ant: I remember, this summer,
When I put supplies in the pantry,
You sang, you sang all day.
Tell me, are you okay now?
Cricket: But, ant, my song,
He always accompanied you to work.
Me with my little violin,
I made your job easier.
Life without a song is ugly,
The work is more enjoyable,
Leave me at home and listen to me!
Ant: Go, sing and beg elsewhere.
Get out of my window.
(The cricket leaves angrily towards "Autumn"
Cricket: Cri, cri, cri,
Gray autumn
I did not believe
You will come again
Before Christmas,
That I could gather too
A grain as small as it is,
Not to ask for a loan
At my neighbor's ant,
Because he never gives me,
And then it fills the whole world
That I went and asked him…
But from now on it's over.
Cry, cry, cry,
Gray autumn,
I'm very small and upset!
Autumn: Stop crying,
Tiny and cute!
I liked your song
And I'd love to hear from you again.
If you want you can stay with me,
Be my guest, as well as you like.
Cricket: Done, I've got my bow ready.
Tomorrow at three-thirty
I introduce myself and give a concert.

November: Don't be upset with Brumărel, my dear ones, because if I enter November in the calendar, you can
count that there is nothing left until the winter. December is knocking impatiently on the door.
My people also call me Brumar or Promorar. Brumar - from the frost, Promorar- from the promoroaca.

Student II: Over the forest, over the grass

A white haze fell.
Leaf red, yellowish
He ascends to heaven.
On the gusts of wind
He sits on the ground.
He goes up and down again
Waving always wandering.
Free, but withered
It's Tricked Fall.

Presenter I
Do you know anything ?!
In the pantry gathered
I recommend ripe vegetables
Is it hard to guess
What season has it arrived?

Presenter II
I know! The autumn!
I really like vegetables
I know all their names
What they give me is a fortune:
Vitamins and power!
Cucumbers, tomatoes, peppers
Green onions if you want
Radishes, carrots and spinach
Cabbage, potatoes, I like them all!

Student I: On a plot towards the forest,

I planted some vegetables,
There is no other garden in the world
Better than her.
Student II: We dig it with a shovel,
We water it with the sprinkler
No matter how small the plant
It grows big, delicious.

Student I: But see what happened!

There is a lot of noise in the garden
Everyone talks no one listens
It gathers from seedlings
Various vegetables.
And they quarrel
That I don't know who it is
Tasty, great.

Tomato: Listen here, smile,

I want it to be known by now
That in the vegetable garden
I'm the most wanted.
I'm chubby and I'm fine,
I also have many vitamins.
Red and juicy,
Of all, I'm tastier!

Cabbage: Yes, put your appetite on anyone!

She's not as beautiful as me!
That I'm more bent,
Green, created, arranged.
No one is as proud as I am
When I turn among the vegetables.

Carrot: You're still arguing in vain,

That you still don't match me.
I'm frail and musty,
On top and tasty.
And I have a lot of vitamins
Good for anyone.

Onion: Don't brag anymore!

When I show up, cry.
She's not as beautiful as me
Mottled and handsome
I make the soup tastier.

Potato: Without me there would be no soup,

There is no word!
I'm not that pretty,
But they are known to be tasty.
Aside, set aside,
That I don't have time to sit idle!

Parsley: I am also green

And my name is parsley
And, as anyone knows,
I'm rich in vitamins,
I don't talk anymore,
Without me no soup,
No soup is tasty,
I'm good at any meal!

Presenter I
Only together all
Make wonderful soups.
Quiet! And up in the soup,
That there is no time to talk.

Presenter II
And not so much the quarrel,
For the children are hungry.
And you remember
Just a few words:
So that you may all grow strong,
Eat small vegetables!

Presenter I
On this holiday
Foxes have arrived,
Deer, hedgehog,
Bunnies and mice

Presenter II
Let us tell ourselves:
What is autumn for them?
Let's ask Aricica first.

Hedgehog: For me, dear autumn,

I can say she's my mother,
And the loaded barns,
They are full of ripe apples.
I will eat all winter,
Autumn, from your fruit.

Presenter I
But do you, Mouse, like Autumn?

Mouse: I like cold autumn,

When the leaf turns yellow,
It covers the whole earth
And the cat can't see me.

Presenter II
Fox-redhead
What can you say about Autumn?

Fox:
I like autumn because it's beautiful
Let us be healthy
And next year
Let's have a good time.
Presenter I
Short-tailed bunny,
Do you like Autumn in the meadow?

Bunny: Yes, Tomniţă, I'm sorry, I like,

I don't gnaw on my tree teeth ...
I also have sweet carrots,
And cabbage to chicken.

Autumn: When you are among the immortals,

Forget the harder days
And you don't even notice how time is
It's as if the wind is blowing.
Come on, come to me
Let me give you some bunches,
Apples, pears and quinces
And a hazelnut tree.
That I'm going away soon
And I leave you healthy
Thanks for the honor
And I kiss you on departure.

Students: Dear autumn, thank you for the abundant fruits, for the beautiful flowers, for the sunny days, for the
golden forests ...
And we are waiting for you next year!

The song "Autumn Waltz"

1. And it's autumn again

It's autumn in my heart too,
The famous forest
It's already changing color.
Chorus:
And leaves from trees
They fall smoothly beside us
A range of many colors!
And leaves from trees
They fall smoothly beside us
A range of many colors.

2. And the clouds like smoke

I float like a boat on the wave,
Dusk falls
Noises echoing on the hill.

3. Slow down
Mistress in her house,
Water the earth
What a wash of bad heat.