NAVRUZ is a holiday of sophistication

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Scenario for a play for educational institutions.  

Key participants:

Spring is a girl.

Navruzjon is a young man.

The farmer grandfather is a young man.

An old willow tree is a young one.

Boychechak is a girl.

Lolahon is a girl.

Turnaxon is a girl.

The stork is a young man.

The swallow is a girl.

Тin different episodes:

The crows that take the winter are a boy and a girl.

 

The stage will be decorated in accordance with the spring holiday. The walls are painted with a picture of different flowers. Poems and inscriptions dedicated to Navruz are written in prominent places. Paper toys in the form of cranes, swallows, storks and nightingales, which are spring birds, are hung on the ceiling. Until the guests are seated, a melody (for example, the song "When spring comes, when the crimson opens") is sung.

As a starter, a girl in the image of Baha'i enters the stage. He wore a long flowered shirt and a wreath on his head. He bows and greets as he puts his hand on his chest.

 

Bahoroy: - Hello dear guests! I sincerely congratulate you on Navruz. May the great holiday bring blessings to our country. I wish you all a long life, happiness and eternal well-being.

 

Beauty season begins in spring,

The first morning of the year is the original in the universe.

Happy Navruz forever,

Blessed is the human race!

 

To start today's celebration and congratulations to the esteemed Rustam Usmanov (everyone says the name of the leader of his team, the elder).

 

The leader who made the congratulatory speech can also speak about the holiday competition in the following context:

 

“It has long been known that various contests and competitions have been held on the occasion of Navruz. "The best Navruz dishes", "The best embroiderer", "The best artist who painted the image of Navruz" and so on. Competitions in wrestling, tug-of-war, hand-to-hand combat, running, chess, stone-lifting, pole vaulting and other sports were also held on the occasion of this holiday. We also welcome such winners today.

(Тthe organizer may state the terms of the competition, organizational work and other opinions. The winners will be announced at the end of the art part.).

 

Bahoroy: - The girls wear flowery scarves,

Make eye contact.

The floor wears a new shirt,

If it is Navruz, it is Navruz.

Charming girls, cockroaches,

Never write a free wing,

Happy holiday to my free people

Come Navruz, come Navruz!

 

Now we invite the dearest guest to our circle - Navruz. We all said, “Hello, Navruz! Welcome to our circle! ” we say. Where did we start, one, two, three…

 

All in unison:

- Hello, Navruz! Welcome to our circle!

 

A young man in the image of Navruz, wearing a bekasam (or other fabric) and a doppia on his head, enters the stage with his hands on his chest.

 

Navruzjon: - People and people,

Almonds grown in the garden!

The grief of winter is gone from my heart,

All Navruz has arrived!

Play the bell,

Dancer, ayla hirom.

This holiday season,

Get some rest.

Happy spring holiday, which has covered the world with unique flowers, dear ones! This spring is not just a season, but it is the spring of every human life. I see spring freshness on all faces!

 

Bahoroy: - Navruzjon, do you know the wonderful people who will always come to work and celebrate this day as a labor holiday?

 

Navruzjon: - First of all, my grandfather is a farmer! Here they are visiting!

 

Bahoroy and Navruzjon accompanied:

 

"Assalamu alaykum, my grandfather is a farmer!"

My generous endless radiant garden!

Did you shave your head for Labor Day?

I bow to you, my world!

 

A young man in a peasant suit enters the circle carrying a ketmon (or other work tool) and greets the guests with his hand on his chest.

 

The farmer said:

A farmer and a pair of oxen,

Our share will be whole,

If it is Navruz, it is Navruz.

O Allah, take care of yourself,

No bad eye to touch.

The spirits of my grandmothers rejoice,

If it is Navruz, it is Navruz.

Yes, dear ones, Navruz is a holiday of kindness.

On this day, whoever intends, will surely achieve. If you listen to the prayers of the great and the small, they will ask the Creator, "Bless the farm." After all, everyone's livelihood is behind that farming.

 

Bahoroy: - Agriculture is a source of food not only for humans, but also for birds and animals. Yes, lo and behold, the birds are flying, ur-re!

 

Navruzjon: - Along with birds, flowers are coming too! Behind them, Tol leans on a cane. Now the real celebration begins, ur-re!

 

Bahoroy: - They are the ambassadors of spring! Every year they bring blessings to the land, to this country! Oh, welcome to our circle! Welcome! (Applause)

 

Under the sounds of music singing the spring season, Tol Buva, Boychechak, Lolakhan, Laylakboy, Turnakhon, Kaldirgoch enter the circle in their unique costumes. They bow to the audience and greet them.

 

Bahoroy: - Welcome, guests!

Dear souls to me!

 

Guests in unison:

"Thank you, spring!"

All the best to you!

 

Boychechak: - Spring, Spring!

Your face is so beautiful!

When you come to the country -

The world is rich in beauty!

I am also your ambassador,

What can I say?

 

Lolaxon: - I am Lola, Lola!

I am a beautiful girl.

Fascinated by my beauty,

the world will grow younger with me!

Tulips in the mountains,

Have fun, guys!

 

Laylakboy: - I flew, I traveled the country,

I felt a lot in the sky.

A world in itself,

shines - Uzbekistan!

 

Turnaxon: - I flew to Kur-ye, kur-ye,

It was as if I had embraced the sky.

Take a look at the world,

Celebrating Navruz.

 

Swallow: - On the holiday of Mercy,

I have seen kindness.

In the spring,

I have reached my goal.

I miss you again,

Coexistence with Navruz.

To our friendship

All they do is lust.

In people's homes,

In my habit of building.

Fortunately for people,

My happiness too.

 

Bahoroy: - The old man who saw a lot,

Tell me, Grandpa,

What holiday is Navruz?

We will definitely know!

 

The old man straightened his turban and said with a weight: - I am called an old willow,

example wise old man.

I'm looking for the truth,

I speak of wisdom.

Although my body is old,

All I know is a fairy who doesn't know!

My branches every Navruz,

The leaf makes the eye.

Getting started,

My horns are in ketmondasta!

My friend is a farmer,

We are one body, one soul!

 

The farmer patted Grandpa Tol on the shoulder and said, "The old man doesn't know what he knows."

What they say is true. Grandfather Tol, who had seen many, said a wise thought. The greater your past - the greater your future. This applies not only to humanity, but also to the holidays familiar with nature. Let's say it's interesting to talk about the history of Navruz!

 

Baharoy: - Speaking for those who know, and for others

It's fun to listen, isn't it, Laylakboy?

 

Laylakboy: - He learned by asking what he did not know - a scientist!

What does our wise grandfather say?

 

Grandfather Tal: - Shall I tell you about the history of Navruz? In this ancient world we are witnessing a lot of old trees. Yes, there is a lot to talk about. You know, Shams means the sun. The ancient year of Shamsia, which derives from this word, is marked by the annual movement of the sun. You know that on March 21, day and night will be equal. Our great ancestors celebrated this day as a New Year's holiday. Really, Farmer Grandpa?

 

The farmer said, "Well done to you, Grandpa!" Many works have been inherited from the scholars who lived here. Immortal works of our great ancestors, such as Abu Rayhan Beruni, Abu Ali ibn Sino, Abulqasim Firdavsi, Umar Khayyam, Mirzo Ulugbek, Mir Alisher Navoi, Zahiriddin Muhammad Babur, contain wise thoughts about the holiday of Navruz. In the poetry of poets, in the oral tradition of the people, this holiday is sung separately.

 

Tal Buva: - Umar Khayyam writes in Navruznama that whoever celebrates Navruz with joy and happiness, his life will be full of joy and peace throughout the year.

 

Boychechak: - According to Abu Ali ibn Sina, who painted with plants, during Navruz, the blood in the human body circulates normally and the face shines. A person who eats Navruz food is alert and healthy.

 

Baha'i: Abu Ali ibn Sina recommended that sumalak be consumed by cooling it with water.

 

Lolahon: - Abu Rayhan Beruni Baba also wrote many wise thoughts about Navruz. Whoever eats sweets that morning, his life will be sweet all year round. Whoever eats three tablespoons of honey will be cured of many diseases.

 

Turnakhon: - Remember the poetic wishes of Alisher Navoi:

The value of every night is deadly,

Happy Navruz every day.

 

Swallow: - What is the meaning of this poetic wish? Vijir-vijir, vijir-vijir…

 

Grandfather Tal: - It means that every night should be as good, blessed and peaceful as the night of honor. Let every day be a new day. May these wishes of Navruz be answered, my dear children!

Navruzjon: - It seems that the world is bright when the father of the country Islam Karimov praises us every year and expresses his words. Even the grandfather wears a green robe, and blue tulips gleam on his chest! Then know that Navruz has come to this land! The Feast of Nature becomes a celebration of society. Sumalak, halim and other dishes are cooked. Blue somsa, mint dumplings and other spring dishes add flavor to the table.

 

Swallow: - Who knows my brother?

 

Grandmother: - My branches are a place for sparrows, crows, hawks and other birds. Why don't you show up, swallow?

 

The farmer said, "This man's brother is on our porch!" People are also used to swallows.

 

Swallow: - We have a long history of living with people, isn't it?

 

Farmer grandfather: - Of course, my swallow! Can you tell your friends about it?

 

Swallow: - Tell me, I'll tell you. In ancient times, our ancestors did good to people and fought with snakes. Since then, it has been customary for us to build people's houses, porches. When we live together, we observe the wonderful qualities in them. During Navruz, they become kind, consequential and kind to each other. By visiting the luminaries, they get information about the condition of the patients. Generosity is shown to the widows. We too share in the joy of the people. These days, the pleasant smell of sumac is intoxicating. May I tell you the poem "Sumalak"? Vijir-vijir…

 

Turnahon: - Ur-re, while listening to poetry!

 

Lolahon: - Come on, my dear!

 

Swallow: - Girls have curly hair,

The cook is an excellent angel.

Turns the kaffir,

Sumalak in the stomach.

My grandfather gathered firewood,

My grandmother harvested wheat.

Sumalak today,

Our joy is over!

 

Boychechak: - I also want to write a poem.

 

Navruzjon: - Tell me about it!

 

Boychechak: - Grandmothers rubbed their eyes,

They say, "Long live peace!"

Those who saw the flower,

Evil is the sight! ”

 

Turnaxon: - Boychechak, let me ask you something

may I?

 

Boychechak: - Please.

 

Turnahon: Are you related to Chamomile?

 

Boychechak: - Chamomile will be my sister. It is no coincidence that the two of us, as a symbol of acquaintance, rubbed into the eyes of the grandmothers and wished them well. Only, my sister is as scary as an almond. Spring is coming…

 

Turnahon: - Well, don't mention it.

 

Grandmother Tol: - You are right, Boychechagim! I like that they look you in the eye and do you a favor.

 

Boychechak: - And from your branches girls make wreaths on their heads. That's when my heart breaks!

 

Turnahon: - There is a great wisdom in what Boychechak said. The tragedy of mankind is war. There are a lot of peace-loving people. Unfortunately, we get angry when we watch from the high sky that some kind of war has broken out here and there in the world. I am relieved to see that their minds are reconciled to the dignity of Navruz.

 

Lolakhan: - Do people who are angry with each other get along on Navruz?

 

Dehkan bobo: - There is a wonderful Uzbek proverb: "One day forty days will be blessed where there is a quarrel". Those who commit adultery forget their anger on Navruz.

 

Lolahon: - Then I will be even more open when I see them picking flowers from our chamanzor and giving them to each other.

 

At that moment the sound of music is heard in a sad tone. Everyone looks around anxiously.

 

Bahoroy: - For some reason, the orphan is crying, I'm getting cold. Wow, who are these guys?

 

Everyone walks to one side of the stage in amazement. Two crows come in, flapping their wings.

 

The crows sing:

- We are crows, crows, crows,

We will satisfy you from time to time.

This winter it snowed in the mountains,

Not a stain left in nature!

 

Grandpa laughed and said, "Oh, these are my old darlings, too!" My horns are also a place for birds to signal the winter. Well, guys, we said goodbye to you when…

 

The crow said, "Grandpa, Grandpa!"

Be on your tongue, grandpa!

From your sweet words,

All sarmast, lol, grandpa!

A place to embrace,

What you do is beautiful!

When winter comes again,

See you soon!

 

The baby crow: - Atay, we have a reason to go back.

 

Grandfather Tol: - Well?

 

The child crow said: - You said that it is enough to remember the dark night to appreciate the light, isn't it, Grandpa Tol?

 

Widow: Of course. So do you have to remember that now, Crow?

 

The baby crow: - Looking back as we fly to the cold lands, you are talking. It was heard in our ears; It's about Navruz.

 

Grandpa Tol: Well, do you want to say something?

 

The crow: - In what year did we see the ban on celebrating Navruz? In those days, only red flags were hung everywhere. Navruz became a great joy when we heard about the independence of Uzbekistan. These days should be appreciated! ..

 

Grandfather Tal: - I heard a song. Yeah, what were his words like? Yes, I remembered: "Take away your sorrows, let's just remember the happy days!" The wrath of the past is gone. You don’t have to remember much about him. If you speak of goodness, the garden of goodness will grow. Every year in the early spring there is a month of landscaping. They also take care of my twigs and plant them in many places.

 

Swallow: - From ancient times the people of this country have a wonderful tradition; When a son is born in the family, at least fifteen or twenty trees are planted for him. Until the child grows up, the trees will grow tall. You see, there is enough wood for his building!

 

Navruzjon: - A country with many trees will be rich!

 

Laylakvoy: - It will be a great place for birds!

 

Turnaxon: - Everything will be beautiful!

 

The baby crow: - That's right, kag-kag…

 

The girl is a crow (pushing his partner):

- Hey, don't knock, don't let it snow again…

 

The crow said, "Then will we go on our way?"

 

The little crow said, "Well, we've gone to the cold lands." (flutters its wings) goodbye friends, see you in the fall, kag-qag-qag…

 

Grandfather Tol: - May your roads be safe. Goodbye, dear birds, see you in the golden autumn.

 

Turnakhon: - Grandfather Tol, admire the breadth of your heart!

 

Grandmother Tal: - It is heartwarming to see these birds flapping their wings in autumn. It reminds me of winter, snow, and finally New Year's Eve. Then let the cold weather come, but never the cold! ..

 

Turnakhon: - Let's fly, build, build, Navruz is coming, hit, hit! We fly in the skies and witness many things on earth. There is a saying that goes, "Wisdom is the world to those who seek it." In Uzbekistan, rich in treasures of wisdom, Navruz is celebrated with a special charm.

 

Bahoroy: - What is the benefit of the holiday?

 

Navruzjon: - Of course, singing and dancing!

 

Swallow: - Shall we dance with a wheel? (He flutters his wings as he prepares to fly). If only we had a song like a melody!

 

Behind the scenes, melodies, songs are played and all dances are performed.

 

It is worthwhile to invite various artists to the holiday and listen to songs and melodies glorifying Navruz.

 

Bahoroy and Navruzjon will lead the round together.

 

Guests attending the celebration will be given the floor to congratulate.

 

The program can also be structured as follows for colorful performances of songs and dances on stage:

 

Bahoroy: - International friendship has always been cherished on this land. Today, the visit of representatives of different nationalities adds to our interest.

 

Navruzjon: Please.

 

They move to the edge of the stage. The art program continues.

 

  1. A young man in a Kazakh dress plays a drum (or thirsty) and says goodbye.

 

  1. A girl in a Tajik national costume raises a jug and dances to songs such as "Aya duxtor shumo tannozi khushroi" and "Pamir qizi".

 

  1. A Tatar song is played and a boy and a girl in the national costume of that nation dance.

 

  1. An Azerbaijani tune is played and a boy and a girl in the same national costume dance.

 

  1. A girl in a Kyrgyz dress plays the kobyz.

 

  1. A boy and a girl in Russian costumes waltz to Russian music.

 

  1. Young men and women in coats and long dresses and stuffed hats dance to "Yelpissa" or another Turkmen song.

 

  1. A girl with an Indian spot dances in an Indian dress.

 

  1. Samples from the art of English, French, German and other peoples will also be shown, adding more interest to the circle.

 

Then they line up on the stage and congratulate everyone on Navruz in different languages.

 

Turnaxon (Pushing the stork): "Look, stork, there are no boundaries in our blue sky!"

 

Laylakboy: - Do you know how much power Roy destroys the borders on the ground?

 

Swallow: - I know, I know! For example, the sun is equal to everyone! Oymomo also shines at night despite the border! Spring also shares its existence with everyone! Today the whole world celebrates Navruz!

 

Grandfather Tol: - You are right, Swallow! Turnaxon wants to talk about another divine power…

 

Swallow: - Good-bye, good-bye…

 

Grandfather Tal: - This is an eternal friendship between all peoples, nations and peoples! This friendship knows no bounds. Uzbekistan keeps pace with the world! The doors of the world are open to the people of this heavenly country. See how delighted we were in the various costumes of the young men and women who visited our circle today.

 

Bahoroy: - Let's dance together!

 

Widow: - Although you call me - old grandpa,

Here's to dancing - Grandpa!

All the fun in the world,

Long live our happiness!

 

Dehkan bobo, Navruzjon, Bahoroy, birds and flowers accompanied:

 

- Welcome to our circle, let's laugh and play,

Let's celebrate together forever!

Let the spring of happiness smile in our world,

Long live Navruz - in Uzbekistan!

"Lazgi", "Dilxiroj", "Andijan polka" will be sung and all of them will dance together.

The stage closes.

 

Wave Eshbek

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