In order for children to develop logical thinking, there is a desire to understand the essence of objects and phenomena, the ability to analyze and draw conclusions correctly, as well as a careful and careful attitude to nature, a fairy tale about plants composed by a child with some help from parents works very well. So you can teach how to build an associative series, and fantasy in children develops especially quickly.
Start
Of course, the child should already have created a certain base of rules characteristic of fairy tales. This is always accompanied by reading. Before writing, you need compulsory observations on walks, stories about the characteristics of various plants: whether it is useful or harmful, it is a wild-growing plant or a cultivated, ornamental, medicinal or edible plant. The tale of plants usually begins in the same way as other tales: "Once upon a time ..." or "In one faraway country ..." - and this choice can be entrusted to the child.
Next, you need to jointly decide what kind of story it will be - scary, adventurous, kind or just informative. This decision will determine the choice of the protagonist. Although a fairy tale about plants will be composed, the presence of the main character is required. It can be a tree, and a bush, and a flower, and a berry, but the presence of a person is quite appropriate. For example: “Once upon a time there was an old woman at the edge of the forest in her rickety hut. She wandered around the forest for days and days gathering various herbs, berries and flowers. These were not simple plants, but healing ones. People often came to the old woman from the village for help: she and he’ll cure a cold, and he will reduce the bruises for the children. "
Intrigue
However, the fairy tale about plants will not be interesting if no action appears in it. For example: “Once an old woman found a tall beautiful bush, with flowers unprecedented. Petals are orange, with bent tips. And as if in freckles everything is spotted. It grew lonely.” Girls will probably choose a fairy tale about a wild plant with beautiful flowers. They still do not know that their beloved "locust" or "tiger lily" is called a lanceolate lily, and she came to the cottages and lawns just from the wild.
Such a fairy tale about a wild plant that has been domesticated will awaken curiosity and equip it with knowledge. Surely the lily in children's history was bewitched, and the old woman will have to fight to ensure that the bulb of this plant takes root in her garden. You can think of how other plants helped wild lilies to enter their collective, how harmful insects prevented this, which were sent, for example, by the evil kikimora forest, and how good insects helped defeat the evil ones. And you get a fairy tale about a wild and cultivated plant at the same time. It is necessary to clarify how the lily has changed, good year after year thanks to new conditions: the flowers have become larger and brighter, and the bush is taller and denser.
Little fairy tales about plants
You can do this right on walks, because there are always plants under your feet that a child must learn from an early age. It will turn out both informative and interesting. For example, a fairy tale about medicinal plants may well begin with plantain, the first remedy for bruises and cones, abrasions and scratches. One boy, who recognized this plant, and then composed a fairy tale about plantain, even tried to cure a broken wheel by a toy car with such a green leaf.
And you can continue it about everyone’s favorite daisy - also a useful plant, but the tale about it usually turns out to be sad. After all, it’s not in vain that they are guessing on the petals of a daisy about a narrowed one - he loves or does not love. And the flower has one lonely yellowish middle, which is immediately thrown away. And there was such a lovely plant, which delighted the look. A short fairy tale about plants must be taught in relation to nature.
For schoolchildren
Such an essay is planned for a lesson in the course "The World Around". Every student should come up with a fairy tale about a plant (Grade 2). This is not so simple for those who in early childhood did not read enough books, and while walking their parents did not pay attention to the events constantly happening around. The tale of a cultivated plant is most often similar to the truth.
You can talk about the apple tree, which, thanks to the good magician, began to bear fruit, different in size and taste. To do this, parents need to take an interest in Michurin's work, for example. And see the pictures where the same tree on one branch grows large and round red apples, on the other - oval yellow, on the third - pears in general. Already miracles! To come up with a fairy tale about a plant is very simple if you are interested in the topic.
Language development
It was in old times in the Russian people the saying - "tea". This is not a drink, but a replacement for the terms "most likely," "apparently" or "perhaps." Even from here a fairy tale about a plant can be composed. This, of course, is Ivan tea. How could such a strange name appear in a flower wonderfully adorning all of our July fields?
Once upon a time there lived a handsome guy in one village - Ivan. And his shirts were all very beautiful: pink and crimson, scarlet and red. Here he puts on, used to, his raspberry-colored shirt, so he goes out to the edge of the walk. Among greenery it is far visible. That's why one or the other resident of the village said, putting his hand to his forehead: “What is this? Ah, this is Ivan, tea, he goes there again!” Many, many years have passed, and the children and grandchildren of Ivan have become old, and the people repeat everything: "What is it? Ah, Ivan, tea." Because universally beautiful raspberry flowers that the people call it - Ivan tea have grown everywhere. And botanists call this plant fireweed.
Poisonous but useful
Throughout the wastelands and fences, one can see lush bushes with bright yellow flowers. It is in Greek - chelidonia, and in Russian - celandine. The plant is very useful, but you can’t eat it, because you can poison yourself. The tale of this grass can be thought up as very interesting, even short, even long. For example, once there was a young lady. Okay, tall, with a good face, but with a terrible character.
She once offended a hungry old woman, did not allow her to pick a sweet apple in her garden. And she didn’t break off a piece of her pie at her request. The old woman was not evil, but was fair. “You can’t deceive people with such a beautiful and clean face,” she said, “if the soul is so black and callous!”
Retribution
And then the whole face and the whole body of the young lady were covered with sores - eels. And everyone who met on the way turned away to laugh at her ugliness. She hid in her chambers for a long time, but none of the doctors could cure her. The girl cried and gradually realized that now people relate to her as she used to relate to all people, but did not know how to fix the situation.
But the old woman returned after some time. In her hands she carried not lilies, not roses, not even poppies, but some kind of grass with small yellow flowers. The young lady warmly welcomed the guest, fed, watered and for the past she asked for forgiveness. Then the old woman began to break the stems brought and grease the sores with the dark juice that appeared on the broken ends of the plant, saying: “I had a clean soul, and so it became a clean body!”. The girl washed her face and saw that all the sores had disappeared! Since then, this plant has been called celandine, and its grateful young lady scattered seeds everywhere.
Marigold
Who has not seen how marigold calendula flowers burn brightly on a flower bed! But this plant also has its own wonderful story. Once on earth the time was cold and dark, when the winds were piercing, and the snowflakes were so sharp that they wounded the skin if a blizzard blew into the face.
And many people caught a cold, fell ill. The children coughed, it was painful to swallow even water or milk. And there was no salvation from the cold. Loud cries stood everywhere, but spring did not come.
Asters
Even the stars in the sky heard how hard it is for people to live. But they could not help, and did not want to. They are far away and they are indifferent. But there was one aster among them (the aster - this is the star), who wanted to help. She fell from the sky and flew down to hit the ground, scattering into thousands and millions of small pieces that fell right into the snow - seeds. From this fall, from the terrible noise and roar, even spring woke up.
The seeds sprouted and lit up with marvelous flowers, which they called calendula. Everyone knows that they are from the family of stellar, that is - astro. And the stars are always so magical that practically all diseases on earth are treated: a sore throat, cough, and wounds. People have since grown calendula throughout the earth and call these flowers affectionately - marigolds.
Field and Forest Plants
Around every, even the largest city, there are always fields and forests, it’s easy to get to them for a long time. Therefore, people love city parks, where almost all plants gather, for which only a forest or field can be considered a home. When parents take the baby for a walk, his attention should be paid to literally all manifestations of life: what weather, where the breeze blew from, where it is better to warm the sun, why there is a shadow, where grasshoppers live, when butterflies appear and so on. Only under such conditions will the child’s imagination develop, and by the second grade of the school he will be able to independently compose fairy tales about plants and animals.
For example, any meadow in the park can be presented to the child as magical. Smart and talking plants grow on any of them. They even know how to play the ball using a drop of dew, and the wind throws it from the bell to the daisy, from the yarrow to St. John's wort. Living in the clearing is interesting and fun. The paths are always framed by dandelions and plantain, which suffer from careless running around more than others, but they cannot be trampled completely. About their vitality would have turned out many interesting tales.
Forget-me-not
Parents put ancient legends, epics, even songs at the heart of most children's stories for school lessons. For example, the fact that the name of the forget-me-not flower from all the languages ​​of the Earth, including Japanese and Arabic, is translated in the same way ("don’t forget me!") Will certainly cause children's interest. Here you can retell the ancient Greek myth about the appearance of this plant, and even then your own story may well appear.
The touching name of forget-me-not already disposes to the composition. For example, a man leaves for war and asks his family not to forget him. And he breaks the blue flower that will lie among the pages of his favorite book until his return. And if a person doesn’t return, the forget-me-not will turn into tears, because every clearing, every clearing, every meadow will remind of this person.
Bell
Bells are also called the same in all languages, only the words sound differently, but the meaning remains. There is a legend that the church bell appeared in Italy in 1500 not at all by chance. His prototype is a flower that the bishop of Campania liked (this is an Italian province) so much that he even seemed to hear a ringing. Returning from a walk, he ordered a copper bell.
This story may well become the basis for a fairy tale about plants. For example, a bell calls everyone for advice to help children lost in the forest. You can still compose a fairy tale about a coachman freezing in the steppe, who saw blue flowers in a dream and realized that you need to tie sonorous bells on a horse harness, then you won’t get lost and get out of the way even in a snowstorm. Tales about plants for children are very important. They need to be told so that the child understands how the narrative is built.
Apple tree
The tale of plants must be life-affirming. For example, about a young apple tree that bloomed for the first time. Ah, what beautiful flowers she has! In this snow-white-pink veil, she is a spilled bride! The apple tree is happy, even a little proud, although all the plants around bloom and smell, since spring is such a season. But the apple tree is now the most beautiful of all. And suddenly! What kind of misfortune is this? A breeze blew and carried off the petal. Then one more, and more!
And now - the apple tree litter the last of its curls and cries. What peduncles have become plain ... Gray, large, ugly nodules ... But time went on and on. The apple tree, of course, did not forget the lost outfit, but life took its toll, and on the branches, something every day poured so heavy that even it became hard to keep. Turns out it's the fruits! Large, glossy, bright they grew by the fall. And how joyfully people looked at this tree trimmed in fruits! And even when the apples were picked up, and it became easy for the branches again, even when the last leaves fell off the apple tree, she was no longer upset, because she understood: spring would come, put on a snow-white veil again, then the apples would ripen red ... Everything will be good -ro-sho!