Olga Anokhina: “Miracles on New Year's Eve. Stories of New Year's miracles New Year's love story

First-grader Sasha sat alone at the desk of an empty classroom and drew an illustration for the fairy tale “Morozko.” It was dark outside the window. “They’re not coming for you again,” the after-school teacher said irritably, “your parents don’t love you!” Every day the very last one is taken away. Sasha remained silent. He is already tired of explaining that his parents love him very much, they just work on the other side of the city. And you know how to travel on a bus during rush hour... Finally, my mother came. - Look what I drew! - Sasha rushed to his mother. “Okay, son, we’ll see at home,” said the mother, looking guiltily at the teacher, “get ready quickly, you and I still have to go get Vanya.” - Happy New Year to you! - Vanya’s mother said to the teacher, and all three of them went home. On the way, Sasha asked: “Will this attacker come soon?” - Soon, son, tomorrow. - Will Santa Claus come to us? - asked the youngest son. - Necessarily! - Mom answered. - Real? - Vanya asked incredulously. - What gifts will he give us? - Which ones do you want? - asked my mother, who was also tormented by the question of children's gifts. “We already have plenty of toys,” said Sasha judiciously. “There’s even a snow scooter,” Vanya confirmed. “I want some kind of miracle,” the elder said dreamily. “There are no miracles,” the younger one suddenly declared, “even the fake Santa Claus comes to us.” In kindergarten, the teacher from Sonya’s group dressed up as Father Frost, and the nanny dressed up as Snow Maiden. - And at home last year, dad put on a Santa Claus beard. I thought we wouldn’t find out,” Sasha picked up. - We’re not fools, right, mom? - Vanya ran forward to see his mother’s eyes. “No, of course,” the mother laughed, hugging the boys, “you are the smartest, bravest and most skillful!” In the evening, when the brothers were already in bed, dad came. I went to my sons and kissed each one. The boys fell asleep. With the hope that a miracle will happen tomorrow. In the morning the children saw a decorated Christmas tree. It was fluffy and very beautiful: balls, icicles, lights. But there was nothing miraculous about her. Regular Christmas tree. Not even real, but synthetic. Four-year-old Vanya knew that a long time ago, when his brother Sasha was very little, and he himself was not even there, mom and dad bought an artificial Christmas tree and agreed that they would decorate it every year. Mom loved to tell everyone that this way they would save the entire spruce forest. Sasha and Vanya walked around the Christmas tree, but did not find any miracles anywhere. Then my mother ordered me to tidy up my toys and not scatter them anymore, because guests would come in the evening. And she disappeared into the kitchen for a long time: she made Olivier salad and baked eclairs. The boys tidied up their toys, ate salad, and tried the cakes: as always, they turned out very tasty. Dad and I went to the store and brought a whole bunch of sweets, tangerines and even a pineapple that looked like a palm tree. But the miracle still did not happen. In the evening, guests came: Sasha’s classmate Semyon with his parents, neighbors on the landing Aunt Marina and Uncle Kolya with his daughter Varya. A little later my mother came best friend Aunt Natasha. One. Because she didn’t have a husband, and her daughter Lera suddenly fell ill and stayed at home with her grandmother. “Can you imagine,” Aunt Natasha said to her mother, “somewhere I managed to catch chickenpox - and this is under New Year! Now she’s sitting at home, all in green, because of the quarantine, she can’t go anywhere. “My boys have already had chickenpox, they are not afraid, but I don’t know about Semyon and Varya,” mother said sympathetically, “it’s a pity, Vanya is waiting for her.” - That's right, we can't infect other children, and I feel sorry for Lerka. So I won't be long. I'll celebrate the New Year and go home! Eh! No personal life! - Aunt Natasha exclaimed with feeling, looking at herself in the mirror. - Yes, I almost forgot! - Mom’s friend caught herself. - Do you mind if my brother and his daughter come? His wife is in the maternity hospital, I gave him your address, why should they be bored at home? “Okay,” my mother nodded and went to put more plates on the table. Then the parents showed the children a staged fairy tale about Father Frost and the Snow Maiden, who brought gifts to the children. And the scary Baba Yaga with a real broom and the goblin in dad’s old hat tried to steal them. Then Baba Yaga finally corrected herself and stopped plotting. The goblin retreated back into the forest, or, more precisely, went to the table with snacks. Snow Maiden Aunt Marina sang a funny song, and Father Frost, Uncle Kolya, gave gifts to all the children. Then the children were fed. And they left it in the nursery. - Please come to the table! Let's spend Old year“, - my mother invited the guests, unhooking her hooked nose and washing off Baba Yaga’s makeup. When there were only five minutes left until the New Year, the doorbell rang. - ABOUT! Another Santa Claus! And even with the Snow Maiden! - Dad exclaimed, opening the door. - Let's go quickly, the president is already speaking! - he pushed the Snow Maiden into the room with the children, and Father Frost - towards the adult table. Uncle Kolya handed the new guest a glass of champagne. - Happy New Year 2011! - the president finished his speech on TV. The guests raised their glasses in unison: - Happy New Year! The guest who arrived last and did not have time to undress exclaimed in amazement: “What about 2011?” - but because of the crystal clinking of glasses, no one heard him. The girl entered the children's room. She took off her blue fur coat and found herself in blue dress. She stood for a while, taking in the surroundings. Sasha and Semyon were playing table hockey and excitedly shouted: - Transfer! - Goal! - Puck! Varya was playing with a doll that had recently been given to her. She swaddled the baby, put a cap on him and put him to bed, rocking him in her arms. Vanya lay on the floor and thoughtfully rolled the car. He was sad. “Still, miracles don’t happen,” thought the boy. The new girl approached Vanya. I picked up a car lying on the floor without a wheel. She pushed him towards the boy. The car started moving, falling on its side, then stopped, somehow miraculously she had a missing wheel. She rushed at high speed around the perimeter of the room and dashed to a stop near Vanya. The boy looked at the car in surprise, then at the girl. - Who are you? - he asked. “My name is Angelina,” the girl answered, “and what do you have?” - she asked, pointing to the wound on Vanya’s finger. “Pete the mouse bit me when I was cleaning his cage,” said Vanya. Angelina took Vanya’s hand, ran her palm over the wounded finger, and the wound disappeared. - How do you do it? - Sasha, who saw everything, became interested. “It’s just,” the girl answered, “do you want me to cut your teeth too?” And two weeks ago Sasha lost two whole milk teeth, and another one was loose. Now he felt uncomfortable biting and saying some words. Angelina held her hand near Sasha’s face - her teeth immediately grew. Even better than before - Sasha deliberately looked in the mirror. - What are you, a sorceress? - Vanya asked. - How did you get here? - asked Sasha? - What else can you do? - Varya asked. - No, I’m not a sorceress, just a simple Snow Maiden. Grandfather Frost and I hurried to visit the children for the holiday at the House of Pioneers. And for some reason they came to you. Grandfather Afanasy probably mixed something up again. -Who is grandfather Afanasy? - asked Sasha. “My grandfather, he works as Santa Claus,” the extraordinary girl patiently explained. - And I help him. - Who are the pioneers? - Varya asked. - These are children. “They wear red ties,” Semyon said, “but they haven’t been around for twenty years.” - That's what I'm saying, grandpa got something mixed up. There must be very few toys where we were going. I spent a whole year specially learning how to make them appear in children. And you don’t seem to need this at all - you have so many of them,” Angelina waved her hand around the room. - What else can you do? - Varya repeated the question. “I don’t know,” the little sorceress said uncertainly. “Try to make sure Lera is here,” Vanya asked timidly, “otherwise it’s boring for her to be sick alone.” - Okay, let's try! - Angelina spun around in place, clapped her hands - and Lera immediately appeared in front of the guys in her night pajamas. The girl's face and hands were mottled with green spots. - One minute! - Angelina exclaimed, drew a circle with her palm over Lera - and the green spots disappeared, and the pajamas turned into an elegant dress. - Great! - Vanya said admiringly. - Class! - Sasha and Semyon said in unison. - Wonderful! - Varya exclaimed. But Lera didn’t say anything. She looked around in fear. But when I saw my friends around, I was very happy. Angelina herself was delighted with the small miracle created for her. - Well, who else has any wishes? - she asked. “My dad really wants to be a boss, he’s tired of sharpening and sharpening parts on a machine,” said Semyon. - And my dad is bald! - Varya suddenly exclaimed. - And they tease him at work! “I don’t even have a dad,” Lera said sadly. Varya thought and said: “And I want a brother.” Mom wants it too. But for some reason the doctors won’t allow her... Father Frost named Afanasy finally realized that he was in a completely different year to where he was going on a mission with his Snow Maiden-Angelina. While Afanasy was figuring out how to get out of this situation more skillfully, he even began to sweat... It’s inconvenient to just get up and leave. I don't want to offend the owners. The hostess is just heading towards him. - You should take off your clothes, it’s hot! “You see, I got here by accident,” Santa Claus tried to explain. “Yes, okay, I know everything about you,” said the hostess, “undress, make yourself at home, Andryusha!” Help Santa Claus undress! - she called her husband and ran into the kitchen to look at the goose in the oven. Natasha, her best friend, came next: - Nastya, what is this? an interesting man dressed as Santa Claus? He looks like Sean Connery, only younger... Nastya looked at her friend in bewilderment: - Isn’t this yours? cousin whose wife is in the maternity hospital? The friend looked at Nastya in amazement, then both women, without saying a word, ran into the room. “I tried to explain to the hostess that I was there by mistake, but she quickly left,” Father Frost Afanasy told the guests. Without a fur coat or hat, in a worn vest, Father Frost looked very homely. He really looked like the English actor Sean Connery, only younger. - Actually, my granddaughter and I were supposed to end up in the year 1985. The children there have very few toys. We were specially trained for the eighties, but again something went wrong in the program. And here we are. We’ll leave soon,” Afanasy looked at his watch, “the next time travel session will begin in half an hour.” In the meantime, let me eat a little more salad, it turned out extraordinary! - Of course, eat, enjoy! - Nastya fussed, moving Afanasia’s salad bowl with Olivier salad. The other guests looked at Afanasy in silence, trying to digest what they heard. At this time, the mobile phone in the pocket of Igor, Semyon’s father, rang. Igor looked at the phone with caution and brought it to his ear. His eyes widened. - Isn't this a joke? Yes, today is not the first of April. Thank you... - Igor looked around everyone, stunned, and stopped at his wife’s face: - No, miracles do happen... I was just informed that I have been appointed director of our plant... - Oh! Let's drink to this! - exclaimed the owner, - from turners to director, this is cool! Before Andrey had time to pour, the TV attracted everyone’s attention. “... a small addition to my congratulations,” the president said from the screen, “The Prime Minister and I thought about it, and I decided to do New Year's gift to all working parents. After all, it’s a real disgrace when a child is the last to be taken away from kindergarten or after school! Therefore, starting from the New Year, all parents with small or medium-sized children will have their working day reduced by two hours! - We agreed only to cut back for mothers! - the Prime Minister interrupted him, - who will work if everyone starts leaving two hours earlier? “But I already promised, it’s inconvenient to cancel,” the president objected embarrassedly. “Okay, let’s do it this way: moms get a shortened working day, and dads who are active only,” the Prime Minister clarified, “we’ll give Lada Kalinas!” What a good car! I checked it myself. “And lastly,” the president shook his finger at someone, “it is unacceptable that along with a reduction in the working day, mothers’ salaries should be cut.” Parents should have enough money for textbooks, ice cream, and toys! The shocked guests silently looked at the blue screen, where again, as if nothing had happened, the usual Galkin-Petrosyan jokes were made. At this time, Nikolai’s bald head began to stir and, like a cartoon, blond hair quickly began to grow. - A-ah! - Nikolai screamed in horror, clutching his head. The hair kept growing and growing. Curling into large rings, they had already reached the shoulders and snaked down the back. Suddenly the amazing growth stopped. It's like someone invisible cut my hair long curls, and Nikolai’s head was left with a neat, but quite masculine hairstyle. - Angelina is having fun! - said Afanasy. Everyone rushed to the nursery. They will never forget what their parents saw there. Lera and Vanya fed the Firebird from their palms. Cheburashka and the crocodile Gena took turns riding the Little Humpbacked Horse. The Shrek family was sitting on the floor. The greenish kids excitedly played table hockey, and their colorful parents cheered for them no less enthusiastically. Sasha and Semyon rode on Emelina’s stove, a compact one - no bigger than a stool. Emelya himself competed with Angelina in creating miracles. And Varya... Varya held a one-year-old child on her lap and sang a song to him. - Mother! - the girl screamed excitedly when she saw her parents. - Here's my brother! Aunt Marina grabbed the baby and pressed her to her chest, for some reason immediately and unconditionally believing in a miracle. - Angelina, granddaughter! - called Santa Claus, already dressed in his usual red fur coat. - It is time. The horses neigh under the window. Everyone rushed to the window. There really was a sleigh with a magnificent three. The children handed Santa Claus a bag with their toys. - Take them to 1985! - said Sasha. - Let the children rejoice there too! “It’s a funny situation,” Andrey noted, “when your own children send gifts to your childhood!” “Happiness and good luck to you,” said Santa Claus Afanasy, who looked like Sean Connery, only younger, saying goodbye to everyone. “I’ll come see you later,” he whispered in Aunt Natasha’s ear. Having seen off the extraordinary guests, the adults sat down at the table. The children returned to the nursery. The Shrek family was no longer there. Emeli too. But in the aquarium, the pike he had forgotten was hiding and winking slyly.

New Year's Eve preparatory group. Scenario

Scenario for the New Year's holiday in the preparatory group “Miracles in New Year's Eve»

Target: bring the joy of meeting fairy-tale characters during the event. Create a festive atmosphere.
Tasks:
- strengthen children's understanding of New Year's holiday;
- develop auditory perception, imaginative thinking, creative
imagination;
- promote development emotional sphere;
- activate preschoolers’ vocabulary, improve skills
artistic reading;
- instill skills of a culture of behavior, interaction with heroes
holiday and comrades;
- cultivate a desire to please loved ones with poems, songs, and dances.
Characters: Presenter, Koschey, Nasty, Santa Claus
Children: Winter, Karabas Barabas, Alarm Clock, Snowflakes, Stars, Robbers, Bogatyrs, Malvina, Pinocchio, Minute Arrows.

Presenter: With blizzard, wind and frost
Winter holiday coming towards us.
And, of course, Santa Claus to us
He will bring gifts to everyone!
Tell dads, moms,
What kind of holiday awaits us all?
Answer amicably, loudly,
We are meeting…
All guests: New Year!

1. Entrance “New Year”

Presenter: The New Year is coming!
Everyone is waiting for him today
And in this festive hall of ours
Friends are rushing to the carnival.
(Clock chime)

Alarm clock - Clock: The magic clock opens the ball
Our New Year's fabulous
Wonderful carnival
Why is it wonderful?

Presenter: Because on New Year's
Little people are waiting for miracles!

1.So let’s begin the most joyful holiday:
He has arrived, he is standing at the door.
Let's salute our heroes,
Let's welcome our guests!

2. Set aside worries for a while
And forget your sorrows for an hour.
On a wonderful day, New Year's Eve
We sincerely congratulate you all.

3. May your wishes come true,
And may everyone find happiness!
May it be with good luck and without delay
The New Year will come to you with a smile!

Presenter:
Happy New Year
Who came to us in this hall!
Let's start, let's start
(all) New Year's carnival!

The song “New Year is coming through the white snow!”

4. She was going to visit us for a holiday all year long,
Green beauty of the forests.
Then I quietly dressed up in this room
And now her outfit is ready.

Presenter:“Hurry up and light up the Christmas tree
Smile with lights"
Let's clap our hands together - 1,2,3.
Shine Christmas tree!

Children: 1, 2, 3 - the Christmas tree is on fire!
(garlands are lit)

5. We admire the Christmas tree together,
It gives us a delicate aroma.
And the most best holiday New Year,
Comes with her to kindergarten.

6. A holiday comes to every home
With a green tree,
With a frosty creak outside the window,
Comes with a ringing song.

Round dance "Christmas tree - needle"

Presenter: Children, take your seats and get ready for New Year's miracles.
(children sit down, the ringing of bells is heard)

Presenter: Zimushka is coming to us on an ice sled.
The ringing bells swing on them.
I hear them from all sides.
Louder, louder the chime.
From your distant lands
She comes to visit us herself
Guest is invited winter.

(Winter enters the hall)

Winter: Appeared after autumn
I'm on the calendar.
I am the best holiday for you
I'll give it to you for joy!
I land with white snow
She wrapped it up herself.
Guys, guess what?
Well, who am I?

Children: Winter!

Child: We love you, winter girl,
Your frost and ice,
And the snow is fluffy on the branches,
And a sled and a skating rink.

Child: All night in the forest you decorated the Christmas trees -
The needles now sparkle with silver.
And in the dance, like light feathers,
Snowflakes swirl in white dresses.
(girls run out - snowflakes, dance with Winter)

Dance of Snowflakes and Winter.

Presenter: Children really like you, winter beauty.
We will sing a more cheerful song for you and your guests!

Song “Zimushka-winter” with bells
(Winter sets with the children)

The time has come for us to hit the road,
IN fairy world at least take a peek.
To the music, Santa Claus comes in with a bag, there is an alarm clock in the bag)

Santa Claus comes out with a bag: How the clearing spreads out!
The snow lies like white fluff.
It’s too early for me to go to kindergarten,
And the clearing beckons you to lie down. (Yawns)
I guess I'll lie down here,
Let me take a nap for an hour or two,
But I’ll set the alarm clock, (takes the Alarm Clock out of the bag and places it on a tree stump)
Wake me up, my friend. (The alarm clock nods its head)
Santa Claus puts his staff in front of the tree, goes behind the tree, falls asleep and snores loudly. Then he quietly leaves the hall. Crows - boys - fly into the clearing.

(Music sounds, a Crow flies into the clearing)

Crows fly out (2)
Raven: Nightmare, nightmare!
Trouble! Trouble! We got here by force!
Let's see what's going on here?

2 Raven: (listening) Santa Claus overslept the New Year
I lost my magic staff. (points to staff)
Snores! Here comes Santa Claus,
Even my nose was red!

Raven: Threw away his staff and snores
So that the whole forest is shaking!
Whoever you want, come
Take the magic staff.
(listens)

2 Raven: We waited! Someone is coming
He's having a strange conversation.
I’d rather hide behind a spruce tree,
Let me see what kind of animal it is.
(The crows are hiding behind the Christmas tree. Leshy comes into the clearing)
Koschey looks in the mirror, combs his “hair”)

Leshy's exit.
Goblin: Soon it will be New Year,
People will dress up.
Look, I'm dressing up,
I'll be a groom for Baba Yaga.
And he makes me laugh!
Yes, plenty of fun!
I'll grab the stick in the forehead,
There will be a lesson for her!

(The goblin grabs the magic staff)
Alarm clock:
It's not good to take other people's things, Leshy!

Goblin: Get out of here, otherwise I'll break all the arrows! (The clock is running away)
Host: Better look, Leshy, what kind of stick you grabbed.
This is Santa Claus's magic staff!

Goblin: Well, the staff. And what? What difference does it make to me what to heat up Baba Yaga with? Idea! Yes, with this staff I can do such things! And-them! Now I’ll conjure something for myself.
You still won’t get any gifts from Grandfather. I'll do something nasty to him now. (waves his staff) Rustling-mushara-slashing!
(The phonogram of the song “And I’m a little byaka” sounds. Nasty enters)

Exit Nasty.

Goblin: Oh! I've just finished focusing! Hey, you Miracle Yudo! Who are you?

Nasty: Hello! We've arrived. He cast a spell himself, and now he’s still asking. I am disgusting, personally.

Goblin: Well, well... Yes, that's the staff! With him we will arrange a holiday for ourselves, which is necessary.
The real Zlydnin New Year!

Nasty: What kind of Zlydnin New Year is this? I haven't heard of this.

Goblin: Eh, young and green. This means that we will gather all the evil and bad fairy tale characters and celebrate the New Year with close friends.

Together: People will have fun
It will be Zlydnin's New Year!

Goblin: Let's start celebrating right now! I also have the corresponding game! Come out, whoever you want, I’m very cuddly today.

Game "Opanki" (around the Christmas tree)

Nasty: Yes, of course your game Leshy is good!
Goblin: Now is the time to invite someone to our holiday.
Nasty: Who will make us happy?

Goblin: Well, of course, Karabas.
The most evil and disgusting. We will have a wonderful holiday.
Shushara-mushara-scat,
Karabas, come here!

Exit Karabas
Goblin: Here he is, our Karabas.

Karabas: I’m very glad to see you!
It's so cold outside,
But I delivered the gift.
Come on, dolls, move, (addresses Malvina and Buratino)
And look, don't shake!
Smile now,
Read the poems for us! (threatens the dolls with a whip)

Pinocchio: I am a wooden boy
In a striped cap.
I was created for the joy of people,
The key to happiness is in my hand.

Malvina: I am a beautiful doll.
You know me.
I'm teaching Pinocchio
Write from "A" to "Z".

Karabas: I order you
Dance for our joy!

Dance of the Dolls

Karabas: They broke again. Let's go to the workshop, I'll fix you up! (At the end, the dolls are taken away by Karabas.
Leshy and Nastiness follow him out of the hall: Let's go, let's go, let's conjure someone else!
The alarm clock runs out and dances!

Alarm clock: Arrows, minutes, hurry to me
And wake up Santa Claus soon!

Song and Dance “We are Minutes”

Santa Claus wakes up, comes out from behind the tree, looks for his staff.
Santa Claus (shaking his head): Oh, I'm an old fool, with a hole in my head! Left the magic staff unattended. A-ya-yay! Well, well, I missed it myself, I’ll find it myself.
Come on, Stars, hurry up.
Show Santa Claus the path to the staff.

Dance of the Stars. At the end of the dance, Santa Claus follows the stars into the corridor.

Leading: Guys, I really hope that Santa Claus will soon find his magic staff and return to us. In the meantime... (Muck and Koschey enter the hall)

Nasty: Give me the staff here. My turn to do magic has come.
Would you like to see a surprise?
Overseas robbers are visiting!

Dance of the robbers.

Leading: Well, that’s it, this is already too much! Some kind of disgrace has been created here! It's time to call the Bogatyrs for help! Hey, heroes!

The heroes enter the hall.
Dance "Heroic Strength"

Bogatyr: Let’s fight, heroes, with the Robbers! Attack! (they pretend to fight, the robbers run away shouting “save yourself who can”

Bogatyr: I am an epic hero, I have a big fist.
For me, Zmey Gorynych is a fire-breathing worm.

Bogatyr: I will pull the mighty oak out of the ground with one hand.
But today I’m not violent, on holidays I have a day off.

The hero addresses Leshy and Nasty:
Everyone, gotcha, gentlemen,
Santa Claus is coming here.
He got angry with you
It will turn into ice floes now.

Leading: Guys, I think it's time to call Santa Claus. Let him come quickly and restore order here. Let's call him together with a song.

Song and dance “Father Frost and felt boots”
The voice of Santa Claus can be heard from afar.

Father Frost: Wow! I'm coming, I'm coming, guys.

Nasty and Leshy got scared and hid behind the tree.
Santa Claus enters.

Father Frost: Hello, kids!
Both girls and boys!
Happy New Year! Happy New Year!
Congratulations to all the guests.
I visited you a year ago,
I'm glad to see everyone again.
They grew up and became big,
Did you recognize me?

The children answer.

Father Frost: Well done, you made Santa Claus happy.
Something bad happened to me, guys. Someone stole my magic staff. Have you seen them by any chance?

The children answer. Santa Claus turns around and goes behind the tree.

Father Frost: Ah, there you are! So you decided to ruin the holiday for the guys and me? Will not work. Come on, stop fooling around. Give me the magic staff!

Goblin: I wouldn't make so much noise if I were you, grandpa. But, after all, we can get angry. We need to be on good terms. Now, if you play with us, you’ll win against us... (winks at Nasty and Baba Yaga) Then we’ll see. Come on kids, who's on my team?

Father Frost: Who's on my team?

Game “Carry the snowball in a spoon” (Koshchei’s team must win)

Father Frost: It's not interesting to play with you. You are cheating. Let's do it this way: I'll tell you three riddles. If you guess them, the staff is yours, and if not, then you give the staff to me. Agreed?

Goblin: Agreed. But it’s a piece of cake for us to guess the riddles
Nasty: Make your own riddles. We'll crack them like nuts now!

Father Frost: The first riddle. A hundred clothes and all without fasteners.

Goblin: Well, I made a wish! Who doesn't know this? That's it, Nasty. She has put a bunch of rags on herself, but not a single one has buttons, because she is a slob and dirty.

Father Frost: But this is wrong. This is cabbage.
The second riddle.
Ela-ate oak, oak.
Broke a tooth, tooth.

Nasty: Well, it's simple. This is Baba Yaga. Yesterday she missed a good fellow, so she began to gnaw the oak tree out of hunger. Now she walks around toothless.

Father Frost: And you haven't solved this riddle. What is this, children?
Children: It's a saw.

Nasty: Give me the third riddle.

Father Frost: The grandfather is sitting, dressed in a fur coat. Whoever undresses him sheds tears.

Nasty: So this is Leshy!

Father Frost: No, that's not right. You haven't solved a single riddle. The answer to this riddle is onions. Any child knows about this. So hand over the staff as agreed.

Nasty: Oh, it's hilarious! And where did you, old man, see that it was possible to come to an agreement with evil spirits? (They laugh at Santa Claus and tease him).

Father Frost: So, you don’t want to be honest. OK. Look, Leshy, here come the lumberjacks. Now they will cut down your forest and build a new Happy Mall in this place.

Goblin: Where? Oh, it can't be! Oh-oh! (pretends that his heart hurts) Koschey turns to where Santa Claus is pointing. Santa Claus takes her staff away from her.

Father Frost: The winds are violent, fly,
Catch the forest evil spirits,
Spin it, spin it,
Take it away from here.
(The evil spirits spin and run away)

Father Frost: Well, now, order!
In multi-colored, New Year's
Holiday lights
We congratulate you today
To all the friends gathered. (The lights on the tree light up)
Happy New Year! With new happiness!
WITH new joy for all!
Let them ring under this tree
Songs, music and laughter!

ROUND DANCE “Santa Claus”

Father Frost: Oh my legs are tired
Well, I’ll sit down, sit down,
Yes, I'll take a little nap.

Presenter: No no no! It's not time to sleep.
Time to play with us!

Game with Santa Claus “We will hang the balloons”
Father Frost: You had great fun
They amused me.
A year later at the appointed time
I will be with you again.

Leading: What are you, Santa Claus, saying goodbye to us? Did you happen to forget about the gifts?

Father Frost: Oh, I forgot, I forgot! Sclerosis has completely overcome me.
(casts a spell) Ice flakes, snowflakes,
Icicles, snowball.
Come to this hall
My magic bag!

Nasty enters the hall, leading a magic bag. Santa Claus unties him. Leshy sits in the bag, finishing his candy.

Leading: Look, guys, Leshy ate all the candies.

Father Frost: Wait. Something is wrong here. Guys, Leshy couldn’t eat all the candies. Now let's check - I'll make him dance.

Santa Claus knocks his staff three times on the floor. Music is playing. The goblin resists, but begins to dance. Gifts fall out of the bosom.

Goblin: Forgive me, Santa Claus. I won't do it anymore.

Father Frost: Well, quickly admit it, where did all the gifts go?

Goblin: I hid it under the tree.

Father Frost: So get it quickly
And show it to the guys!

The goblin takes out and shows the gift.

Father Frost: Good for you guys
But it's time for me to leave.
This holiday is New Year's
I will never forget.

Goblin: Learn, grow,
Nasty: And let the New Year
Success and joy
It will bring it to you! (Santa Claus, Leshy and Nasty leave)

Leading: We really don't want to say goodbye
We will all miss you
What a pity that we have to part,
We'll sing for you in last time.

Song “New Year is coming through the white snow”

Leading: The old year is ending
Good good year.
We won't be sad
After all, the New One is coming to us...
Please accept my wishes,
It’s impossible without them
Be happy and healthy!
Happy New Year to you, friends!

Children leave the hall to the music.

New Year's snowflakes

Miracles on New Year's Eve...

Marina Menshchikova-Golubeva

© Marina Menshchikova-Golubeva, 2016

ISBN 978-5-4483-5841-8

Created in the intellectual publishing system Ridero

Suzanne spent a long time delving into desk, but I couldn’t find what I was looking for.

- Crap! What a day this is! - the girl exclaimed angrily and loudly slammed the door of the desk - And where could this envelope have fallen?!

Suddenly the doorbell of the apartment rang. The girl went to the door and, looking through the peephole, opened it. My friend Natasha stood on the threshold.

- Hello, Susie! Happy New Year to you! – Natasha said, brushing snow off her coat.

- Hello. Come in...” Suzanne said absentmindedly.

- Susie, this is actually what I’m talking about... while undressing, my friend started talking.

- On what? – Suzanne asked without looking at her friend and removed a red strand of hair from her face.

- About the New Year. Who are you going to celebrate with?

“Natasha, firstly, there are still almost two weeks until the New Year, and secondly...” Suzanne fell silent.

– What’s second? Oh, well, yes... you’ve already celebrated the holiday with your beloved Kostya two times in a row, and this time it will be the same,” Natashka answered for Suzanna.

- No. Kostya and I are no more.

- What? – my friend asked, not believing her ears.

- Natasha, I’m sorry, but... when you came, I was looking for an envelope in which there were photos of Kostya in all his glory with another girl... I shoved this envelope somewhere and now I’m trying to find it in order to throw these photos at his impudent face! He lied to me all this time about his love! Natasha...

Suzanna sat down on the sofa and began to cry, Natasha, sitting down next to her, hugged her.

- Susie... how is that possible? What a bastard! Moreover, you must take revenge on him! Necessarily! You will celebrate the New Year with us, friends. We'll introduce you to someone... Eventually, Kostya is not the only man in the world!

- Natasha, I don’t want to. Sorry. I’m not in the mood at all and then I already decided where I’ll celebrate this New Year. – Suzanne said, wiping away tears.

- And where is?

- I will go to the village.

- Where to, excuse me? To the village?

- Yes. You heard right. I have a house in the village, from my grandmother. I haven't been there for ten years, since she passed away. I want to be there alone and think everything over.

– How do parents look at this?

- Fine. Besides, they decided to celebrate the New Year in Spain, by the sea,” Susie answered with a smile.

The girl received an unusual name - Suzanne - in honor of her maternal grandmother, who was German, and came to the Russian outback out of great love for Susie's grandfather. Then they had a daughter, who was simply named Katya. Katya then grew up beautiful girl and her classmate Vlad, with whom she studied to become doctors, fell in love with her. Of course there was a wedding and, as a consequence, the birth of her – Suzanne. Every summer Susie was brought to visit her grandparents in the village. There she spent all her summer time and enjoyed nature. Her grandmother even taught her how to milk a cow... At first her parents worked in a hospital, they lived as poor as everyone else, and then the girl’s father opened his own clinic and after a while things went uphill. They bought a luxury apartment in the city center, and on her twentieth birthday, Suzanne received the keys to her first car as a gift. After graduating from university and becoming a certified financier, the girl got a job at a bank and, thanks to her father’s connections in the right circles, within a year, Suzanne was the calving manager at the bank. But despite this, the girl did not become arrogant and lived as usual, made friends with simple poor girls, helped her grandparents financially and still could not pass by an abandoned kitten or puppy. Unlike the “golden youth”, she did not go to parties and always tried to spend time usefully. At the bank, her colleague Kostya hit on her and she fell in love.

Two weeks before the New Year passed quickly, one might say they flew by. Susie was driving her brand new car, a black Volzwagen Passad, and was very worried. Some feeling of surprise haunted the girl. There were 50 km left to the village, when suddenly the car stopped. Susie understood what was going on, because she had bought it quite recently and, moreover, straight from the salon. The girl got out of the car. It was bitterly cold outside and snow was falling in large flakes - real winter had come - flashed through the girl’s head. She walked around the car and looked around. Not a soul around. Only snowy forest, flying snow and, moreover, it was already very dark. Susie raised her hands to her mouth and breathed warmth on them, then got back into the car. The girl picked up her cell phone and wanted to call, but the phone flashed and went out, the battery ran out.

– This was not enough yet! “Susie threw the phone on the seat next to her and laid her head on the steering wheel in despair. “That’s it, Suzanna Vladislavovna, this is your punishment for a rash act.” There was no need to move around at night!

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“The lights from the garland on the New Year tree doubled in Svetlana’s eyes, which were clouded with tears. Not believing her luck, she looked at the broad-shouldered man sitting at the table. “I was sure that I had lost you forever...”

“One of my clients told this New Year’s story with a happy ending just before Christmas. “Remember, Olga Mikhailovna, you recommended to me a ritual with a kitchen hatchet for meat? - Svetlana smiled. - Well, the one where on New Year’s Eve at exactly twelve on the threshold front door you need to hit with the butt of an ax and say your desires: “Happiness come, health come, love come...” You said that everything you say will come to you. next year. When you first recommended this ritual to me, I was promoted. And the second time, thanks to him, I found a groom... But I didn’t even think that the ritual could work real miracles.”

I knew Sveta’s fiance Volodya. The story of their acquaintance was not entirely ordinary. The woman then excitedly told me how the enchanted hatchet helped her. She lived alone with her seven-year-old son Vitya. The boy did not know his father at all, and his mother did not want to know. But the older Victor became, the more clearly Svetlana understood that her son needed a caring father, and she herself needed loving husband. But how to find one? Svetlana is an interesting woman, even beautiful, with bright facial features, dark curly hair and a slender, fit figure. She had no shortage of suitors, but these fans just didn’t suit her. I couldn't find one mutual language with his son, the second turned out to be a lazy person, the third a drunkard... Sveta had already given up all hope of finding a worthy contender, and Vitya, meanwhile, increasingly asked questions: why does everyone have a dad, but he doesn’t?

It was then that Sveta remembered about the magic hatchet and performed the necessary ritual on New Year’s Eve. On the first of January, he and his son went to ride a hill. Their apartment was located on the outskirts of the city, next to a forest and a river. And although the adults watched with caution as their children screamed and rolled down the mountain straight to the river, there were no accidents. When mother and son went for a walk, it was a sunny but frosty day. Vitka slid down the sled twenty times, and Sveta resolutely called the boy home - she was very cold. “Mommy, last time, that’s all!” - Vitka shouted, forcefully accelerated the sled and flew down the mountain. It’s not clear how, but the sled, which had never reached the frozen river before, flew too hard this time. The boy drove straight onto the ice, jumped off the sled and jumped on the spot several times, choking with delight. Sveta screamed terribly, because in the place where Vitka was jumping, the ice began to crack. Continuing to scream, she ran down, seeing how the ice floes were moving apart, realizing that she would not make it in time... And at that time, a tall man appeared at the foot of the mountain, as if out of nowhere. In three leaps he reached the river and, at the last second, coming to the aid of the startled boy, he sharply pulled him by the hand, and together they fell head over heels to the safe bank. The sled disappeared into the pool with a disgusting squelch. This is how Sveta and Volodya met. Soon they began dating, then living together, and by the next New Year they were already thinking about marriage. But on December 25, Volodya left the apartment to buy a Christmas tree, but never returned...

Sveta first tried calling him on his mobile phone, then called hospitals, then morgues... Volodya disappeared without a trace. The police only nodded at her sympathetically: they say, everything is clear, the man left, he doesn’t want to see her anymore... Svetlana couldn’t get through to me, although, as we later realized, my phone was on... My son pestered my mother with the question: “Where is daddy gone? Sveta grew stronger and came up with stories. On December 31, a woman covered New Year's table, drank juice with Vitya and, having put him to bed, began to impatiently wait for midnight.

The clock struck twelve. Shaking with sobs, the woman took out the treasured hatchet, opened the door and, hitting the threshold, began to whisper: “Come, my love, come back, Volodenka, come, come back.” And suddenly she froze. Because through the joyful screams of walking neighbors, explosions of firecrackers and firecrackers, I heard a piercing telephone call. “They called me, Olga Mikhailovna, from the hospital,” said Sveta. - It turned out that Volodya, going out to get the tree, tripped, fell and lost consciousness. And I woke up in the hospital and didn’t remember anything, not even my name. He had no documents or mobile phone with him, at least at the moment when the ambulance took him. Doctors said that the amnesia was temporary and his memory could return at any time. Suddenly".

When on the TV that was working in the hospital lobby, the TV presenters began to congratulate each other on the New Year, something clicked inside Volodya. He vividly remembered how we celebrated our engagement, clinking glasses loudly, then me, my phone number... He also remembered what date he went to get the Christmas tree. He immediately ran out to the nurse’s room, begging for a phone number. And so he was found... Maybe, of course, this is just an ordinary coincidence? But now I will keep this hatchet all my life. What if there’s still some trouble, and you’ll have to knock on the threshold again...” 2

The New Year was already sweeping across the country. We were waiting for his approach with some special trepidation, excitement, with our whole house.

This upcoming New Year has been special for us. We celebrated the half-century anniversary of our home and our families living in it. According to established tradition, we tried to be together on this day.

This has been the case since the first New Year's Eve, which we celebrated without having time to unpack our suitcases and arrange the furniture. Everything went according to plan.
This was how it should have been this time too. Decorated the Christmas tree in retro style, with a big red five-pointed star at the top. The apartment was filled with the smell of pine needles. Life is changing. We change too, but the smell of spruce remains the same as 50 years ago.
In the dim light of a candle, looking through old photographs of that time, they waited for the president's speech and the striking of the chimes.

Someone quietly said: “I wish I could visit that distant past, at least for a moment!” I had a premonition of something unusual, out of the ordinary. There are miracles on New Year's Eve.

Here one of those sitting jumps up from his seat, looking at his watch and says: “There is still time,” and disappears behind the door. Returns with a strange object. “My grandson made something, he’s an electronics engineer.

Look what an unusual sparkling thing it is” - and put it under the tree. “I was warned, don’t touch me, grandfather, otherwise you’ll end up in a fairy tale. He is mastering nanotechnology with us, a smart guy. This thing is called a nanoflight.

And I think, don’t touch anything, let it lie under the tree. Suddenly something really happens.” The incredible happened here.

The object sparkled with many multi-colored lights, emitting a strange glow. We watched with bated breath at what was happening.

The smell emanating from him mixed with spruce, causing slight dizziness. Fog clouded my eyes. I seemed to float somewhere, feeling the presence of all my neighbors nearby. Then everything became quiet.
- What is this?
- Our street?
- I hear a voice, but this is our house, but it’s kind of strange. Remember! This is what it looked like when we moved in. Exactly...

A gas car drives up to the house, young people flash by unloading furniture: an iron bed, a homemade chest of drawers and a table!

Someone says in a whisper: “Valya, look, it’s you and your husband. I remember what you were like then - this is exactly you. And who is this? ABOUT! Yes, it’s Lyusya - look, it’s definitely her with her little son in her arms.”

This is how we got to know all the new residents of our house. Yes, what we were like then: young, beautiful and nimble.

Now they are no longer the same: they have matured, turned gray and gone bald. And our house has changed too. Then I begin to understand what happened. Someone must have accidentally pressed the button on this thing—the “nanoplane.” So she fulfilled our dream, moved us, like a “time machine,” back to the past.

And we found ourselves in the 60s of the last century. This year we moved from communal rooms to separate apartments, albeit with stove heating. But they were very happy.

Our house was new, and we were its new residents. Since this happened on December 31, 196.., we celebrated the New Year together. Since then, the house has become home to us.

He witnessed everything that happened in him: grief and joy. He cordially opened his doors, welcoming the newlyweds, a baby in the arms of young parents.

There were more and more of them every year. I heard the infectious laughter of children and endured the pranks of teenagers. He saw off those who left this world on their last journey. He was an integral part of our life.

We took care of it: painted it, repaired it, and arranged the area around it. Most of the residents of our building worked at LDK. The work was not easy, in cold workshops, in three shifts, with one day off. It’s good that the school and kindergarten were nearby.

IN Hard time neighbors always came to each other's aid. They supported us morally and financially, and they could look after the children.

The friendship between families grew stronger and remained, regardless of place of work or education. We often celebrated anniversaries and just holidays together. They tried to avoid conflicts.

During the card system, coupons were exchanged. This was very important. We stood in line at the store next to our neighbors. And how glad we were when reconstruction came to the house.

We installed steam heating, built a bathroom and toilet.
Time moves inexorably forward. Over the 50 years we have lived in this house, there has been a change of generations. The first residents grew up with children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren.

With the help of miracles and magic, we have visited the past. It's time to go back before the chimes ring.

Celebrate the New Year, look through the remaining photos.

And once again, sitting at the table, plunge into the past. Listen to the memories of those sitting next to you and remember those who are no longer with us.
Raise your glasses!
Happy New Year..!