Scenario of the event dedicated to Independence Day and Knowledge Day

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Scenario of the event dedicated to Independence Day and Knowledge Day
Scenario of the event dedicated to Independence Day and Knowledge Day.
Leader 1: Istiklal is such a beautiful name,
Sweet like bread, sweet like soul.
The globe sent a fiery greeting
Hello my Uzbek, happy independence!
Leader 2: Hello, my school is a holy place
Hello teachers, vocational lesson
Hello my friends, welcome to me
Classmate live with confidence
1st presenter: Greetings, dear guests who are contributing to the development of our Motherland known to the world today.
2nd presenter: Hello, dear teachers who spend their precious moments of their lives for students to learn.
Leader 1: Greetings, my dear brothers and sisters who follow all the joys of the world.
2nd presenter: Greetings, ladies and gentlemen of the first bell ceremony
1st presenter: Today we have a special shukuh in our hearts
 Leader 2: The last bells that excited our hearts yesterday are leading us to the first bell today.
Beginner 1:
The network of circles is a teacher for you
The best praise is for you, teacher
The percentage of schools you have is small
The climax of the song you sang is special
The bloom of the flowers you planted is special.
Our heart is a teacher for you,
The best praise is for you, teacher.
2nd presenter: Hello, motherland, land of mornings
There is no end to your description.
A sacred song dedicated to you
Together: This is the national anthem of the Uzbek people.
(The anthem of the Republic of Uzbekistan is performed by the students)
1st host: Dear guests, who are sharing our joyous evening with us, welcome once again, I hope you will not regret the precious moments you have reserved for us.
Leader 1 We are proud of your visit.
What the poet said in his description.
The joy of the world is complete
It cannot be better than friends.
2nd host: Thank you for your warm comments, we are bowing with our hands on our chests.
2nd presenter: My heavenly place is the most beautiful of the beautiful
You are alone, my Uzbekistan
My great place that has been around for centuries
You are a flower on the edge of heaven, my country.
Leader 1: You are the cradle of my great wise ancestors
You are the door to the key to progress
You are the song of the artist
My country is the achievement of the children of the winner.
Student 1: Homeland is your name,
I always sing.
Childish duty justified
I will be faithful to you.
Student 2: Independence is a great blessing,
My grandfather's dream.
In the prayer of my mothers,
Mangu, the remnants of mavo.
3rd student: My motherland, your gardens are beautiful,
May your independence be eternal.
You are beloved, great,
You are the only one, holy Motherland.
Student 4: You are great, holy,
Mother - Uzbekistan.
Good luck to you
Don't ever be sad
2nd presenter: Dear friends, which can you say is the dear place where our most innocent moments were spent?
Leader 1: Of course, our school is our favorite.
Hello my bright abode,
Hello dear friends.
Hello fellow books
It will all come to fruition.
Student 1: My school is a happy place.
Qadrdon is a mother's abode.
You hurt my heart
A holy, loving abode.
Student 2: We have been waiting for you.
First call.
We came to the school
A lesson to take.
3rd student: Ziya is in the garden,
I picked the best flowers.
I grew up in your arms
You, I have matured.
Leader 2: We invite our little brothers and sisters to this great dargah. Thank you.
                         We invite you to the circle, brother
May your joy be filled with you
 I am a flawless angel in the world
I am your future big brother
Leader 2: I think it's time to end our happy moments today
Leader 1: Of course, that means our event dedicated to the Day of Knowledge and Independence Day has come to an end.
1st leader: Call me, sister.
      Let your music shake everything.
                        To the gallows that you have longed for and longed for
                        Let the teachers start us
2st leader: Call me, sister.
                         How we waited for this sas
                        Take us to our class,
                         May his bright voice cheer you up.
1st leader: Call me, sister.
                         Let your music shake everything.
                         To the gallows that you have longed for and longed for
                         Let the teachers start us
2st leader: Call me, sister.
                        How we waited for this sas
                        Take us to our class,
                        May his bright voice cheer you up.

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