Sleeveless Victoria 5 "b" class

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Social studies teacher: Gushchina L.A. Completed by a student of grade 5B: Sleeveless Victoria. Project on social studies " Letter to a friend " .

subject: “Letter to a friend”. goal: “Tell a friend about your homeland”. task: 1) “Show the greatness and beauty of their homeland”. 2) “Introduce the sights of the city”. Hypothesis: “If a friend visits our town, he will learn a lot of interesting things.”

Yuryuzan in summer.

River and mountains.

View from the lighthouse.

Rafting on the Yuryuzan River.

Cross-country skiing on our beach.

Maslenitsa.

Obelisk of Yuryuzan

Fighter pilot Dmitry Syrtsov. Deputy Commander of the 866th Fighter Aviation Regiment, Major. Hero of the Soviet Union. Born November 8, 1913, Yuryuzan, Russian empire Died November 29, 1985 (age 72), Moscow, USSR

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Hello dear friend! You have long been interested in my homeland, in which I was born and live. Homeland… These words are familiar to us from early childhood. For me, this is a tiny piece of land, which is also on geographical map you won't find. But it was here that we were born, took the first steps into a great life, with eyes full of surprise, got acquainted with the world around us, met our first true friends, learned the joy of victories and the bitterness of defeats. And wherever we are, wherever fate throws us, we will always remember with special patience, with great warmth, the small courtyard, and the birch at the gate, and the narrow street. Here are our roots, here are our loved ones, from here we stepped into a great life.

Nature… it is very beautiful in my city, regardless of the seasons. In summer, people like to go to our peculiar attraction - the beach. The forest... There are a lot of berries, mushrooms, and also animals in it. Our area is surrounded on all sides by forests and mountains. I want to tell you about another such significant attraction. This is a lighthouse. Lighthouse - for a long time, the Lighthouse in our city is called sheer, pointed rocks that pile up above the river near the northwestern outskirts of the city. The mountain served as a natural beacon for the rafting of the plant's products along the river. Sometimes bonfires were lit here. The rafting continued until 1891. Now it is one of the favorite vacation spots of the Yuryuzans.From these rocks you can see the Yuryuzan River. You can swim along the river. What do people in my city do?

The coldest time of the year is Winter, the time of snowstorms and burning frosts. Winter is a time of fun and holidays, people meet the long-awaitedNew Year . Our ice town is one of the most visited places for people to spend their free time. Every year we have different ski competitions. It's beautiful in the forest in winter!

Spring... There are also many holidays in spring. One of them is Shrovetide.Shrovetide is a very fun holiday. Since ancient times, people have been celebrating it with festivities. The holiday is dedicated to the departure of winter and the arrival of spring. This holiday lasts for a whole week. But the most solemn day is Sunday. On Sunday, people communicate, congratulate each other on the holiday, eat (eat) pancakes, and most importantly, they burn the effigy of the Maslenitsa. It is believed that when an effigy burns down, all troubles and failures burn with it.

The month of May in my city is very sunny. On one of these days, namely May 9, an event is held for all people. An obelisk dedicated to war heroes is another attraction.During the Great Patriotic War, hundreds of Yuryuzans went to the front, and many of them never returned to their father's house. In memory of them, in 1975, a memorial obelisk was built in the city. Its author was the sculptor and artist A. M. Chernetsov.

Ten years later, in honor of the 40th anniversary of the Great Victory, a stele was erected next to the memorial. The names of the fallen heroes were immortalized on it. Be sure to visit the memorial and honor the memory of those to whom we owe the destruction of the fascist plague.

Fighter pilot Dmitry Syrtsov, mortar gunner Boris Malakhov, artilleryman Ivan Kukarin were awarded the title of Hero of the Soviet Union for their exploits on the fronts. Hundreds of Yuryuzans were awarded orders and medals for bravery and courage in battles with the Nazi invaders.

This small church appeared in Yuryuzan thanks to the efforts of the village priest Father Peter (Nazarov). The territory of the hospital town on the western outskirts near the main building of the Yuryuzan Municipal Hospital was chosen as the construction site. Having obtained permission from the city administration, Father Peter, accustomed to rural labor from childhood, took up an ax and a saw many times. And then a cozy building of a small church with a gilded dome rose on the territory of the hospital town, which was crowned with an Orthodox cross. And next to it is a bell tower with a hipped roof, also topped with a cross. On November 2, 2003, the consecration of the new church took place.

In 2017, Yuryuzani Secondary School No. 1 will celebrate its 100th anniversary. Valentina Petrovna Ivanova, who headed this educational institution from 1981 to 1992 and from 1998 to 2011, spoke on the pages of the Avangard newspaper about how the school took its first steps, about teachers and students who are its pride.On January 28, 1917, Zayonchkovsky, the director of public schools in the Ufa province, arrived in the industrial village of Yuryuzan. He was present at the line, visited the lessons and made an entry about this in the Visitation Book, which has been kept in the school museum for almost 100 years. Zaionchkovsky found "the first steps of the work of the school quite satisfactory."

A horseshoe, a symbol of our city, has recently appeared in our city, for happiness and good luck. She is very beautiful.On this note, I end my letter. I would like to believe that now you have an idea about my town. I invite you to my hometown. Together we will wander through my favorite places. And you will see for yourself how beautiful he is. Goodbye.

Hello Anton. It's been half a year since you moved to another city. A lot has changed in the class since you left. Three new students have joined our class since September 1st. Two girls and one boy. One girl is engaged in ballet, the other goes to a music school. But the main acquisition of our class is Sergey, he plays football very well. So now our team has become stronger. Next time you come, we will definitely play together.

And recently, our class was sick, even in the hospital. We visited her with the whole class. After 2 weeks, she was cured and allowed to return to work.

At the beginning of September, there was a "Exercise with a Star" at the school. She was led by an Olympic champion. And the basketball court on the street was repaired, the backboards and rings were painted.

Come back soon, we miss you guys.

Letter to a friend - composition (impression)

Hello Mishka! I am extremely glad that you passed all the exams perfectly and summer holidays spend at a health camp. Everything is fine with me: I still make music, perform at competitions and concerts.

I can't wait to tell you how my classmates and I visited the city amusement park yesterday. It attracts with its extreme rides, sports grounds and green spaces. The square is designed for visitors who want to actively spend time and “tickle their nerves”.

More recently, a high-rise, rope complex “Len to Stump” was opened there. This is a unique combination of difficult obstacles at height. Stretched along the trees cable car with barriers of various levels of difficulty.

First, we were given protective gear. Professional instructors brought us up to date and monitored compliance with all safety rules.

At the start, I was seized with anxiety, and I was tormented by doubts - can I really not resist and be the first to leave the race? But I pulled myself together and managed to pass the track from start to finish. I even overcame the "path of the brave" stage - moving on a roller in the air. It was the most breathtaking experience.

You can’t even imagine, but moving along the obstacle course of ingenious combinations of ropes, logs and boards, I felt like a conqueror of heights, a rock climber and just a clever boy. In this park, I got a lot of impressions, joy, adrenaline and positive emotions. I felt energized and ready for action. For me, it was not only an excellent workout for all muscle groups, but also a way to cope with the fear of heights, develop determination and the will to win.

After an energetic time spent, I had an enviable appetite. The park provided an opportunity to enjoy delicious meals. I liked the cherry pies, orange juice and chocolate ice cream.

I returned home with a pleasant fatigue in my body, but happy. It was one of my best days!

I am looking forward to your letter. Your friend Nikita.

Essay on personal impressions in the form of a letter Grade 5

Hello mommy! I'm fine. I feel fine. The road was easy. We have already reached the camp. It's just a huge area. It's very beautiful here, I love it!

We arrived 3 days ago. Traveling by train is very interesting, I liked watching nature. Buses were waiting for us at the pyrope, which took us to the camp in 15 minutes. I was very surprised, I imagined him completely different. There is a large territory here, everything is emptied by a fence, there are such tall, tall pines all around. The smell is just amazing, you want to breathe and breathe.

In the camp, counselors were waiting for us, who immediately took us to their detachments. We were settled in small houses. I was impressed by what I saw. At home, like in American films, I thought there were no such things in Russia. Our house has two floors, and each has 4 rooms, each room has 3 beds. I checked in with Oleg Sidorov and Petya Ivanov - you saw them.

In the evening we went to dinner. It was simply indescribable. Delicious! Cutlet with puree - the taste is excellent. And there was also apple juice and Tula gingerbread.

After dinner we went to bed. That Day I was very tired and therefore fell asleep without hind legs.

The next morning started with a workout. But it was not a simple exercise, like at school, but a disco exercise, I really liked it.

After the games, we were given a plan for a month. Our first task in the camp was to come up with a name for the detachment and chants. We thought about this task for a very long time, all the options were very interesting. In the end, we decided to be "dolphins" because we live near the sea. And we also composed this song: “The dolphin always swims forward - we know that! Together we will play as a team and we have never lost!”

Now it remains for us to come up with a dance and perform tomorrow at the concert "Review of the teams of the Zvezdochka camp." I hope we all crush! We are the strength!

The camp is good! Thanks for letting me in here. I really like everything! Hope you get this letter soon! I love you very much! Your son Pashka!

Letter from Misha

Dear friend, how long have we not seen each other! I received your letter a week ago, it made me very happy. Now I have a free minute, I decided to answer you.

This summer I spend at the dacha with my parents and younger sister. We rarely go to the city. But I'm not drawn to it. The country house is very good. The weather is great, very hot. Our whole family goes to the river every day to swim and sunbathe. We spend a lot of time on the beach. In such weather, all summer residents are there. Mom bought me and my sister each an air mattress, and I also bought flippers. I can swim very fast in them. Once I even wanted to swim from one coast to another, but my father did not allow me. I will definitely do it next year.
My sister and I have one entertainment. On Wednesdays we always go fishing together. The night before, my sister always prepares food for us to take with us. And I dig worms and take fish food with me. We get up very early to go fishing. It is still damp and cool outside at this time of the day, so you have to dress warmly. Going back, we are already taking off our windbreakers.

We always go fishing to the same place. This is our favorite lake with reeds and ducks. This year there are a lot of little ducklings. We feed them with bread, which remains with us after breakfast. The fish that I catch, we take to my mother. If a large fish is caught, then mom cooks it for us for lunch. And if it’s small, then it gives it to the neighbor’s cat Vaska. He is very happy with our catch.

The days are flying by. It's been a month of vacation. I'm starting to miss school and my classmates a little. It would be faster to see everyone, find out how they spent the summer.

Write to me what's new with you, how your brother Artem is doing. I'm very interested in what's going on with you.

Goodbye. See you in the autumn at roll call.

Your bear.

Short essay for grade 5

My dear friend!

I never wrote you letters, and most likely you will be surprised to receive this letter. I hope that no distance will interfere with our communication.

I'm sorry we had to part ways, but I'm happy for you. New horizons are opening before you. "Big ship - big swimming!". You should know that no matter what happens in life, you can always count on me.

Of course, I am sure that we will meet. You can always come to our city, and I will be very happy if you stay with me. I often remember our conversations. You know, I'm proud of our friendship and appreciate it. I am very glad that I have you and I want to thank you for your friendship.

Write to me. I miss you.

Your sincere friend.

A letter about one of the successfully spent evenings or days in the family (with relatives, friends) at school in a club, etc.

Option 6

Hello, Misha! I hope that you have not forgotten our promise - to tell each other in a letter about who and how they spend their time. In a week I will go to the post office again, I hope that you have not forgotten, and I will find your letter in my mailbox. Otherwise, at the beginning of autumn, someone will get hit in the neck. Yes, yes, I mean exactly you.

Getting down to business - at first everything went in the most boring way. All I did was relax, read a book a couple of times. But at some point, my cousin Yulia came to me. In general, she is older than me, but she communicates with me almost on an equal footing. In fact, of the two of us, the sister was the "starter", but I'm not complaining. On the contrary, it is very interesting with her. Once she also lived in this city, and therefore showed me a bunch interesting places. I didn't even think we could do something like this. You knew that if you go a little deeper into the artificial "forest", then next to a fallen pine tree (where there is a large anthill) you can find a bunch of pieces of iron. We don't usually go there because the ants don't bite, but if you take mom's hairspray (after all, it's better to ask permission) and put on high boots, then everything is in order. There is even an old and abandoned car there. No idea how she got there and why no one noticed her before, but the fact remains. We even dragged some of the scrap metal to the collection point a couple of times. For a whole chocolate bar, but it doesn't matter.

And then we went to the cinema. Repeatedly. It was fun. Then we visited the library. I think they dragged me with them only out of boredom, but then I met the librarian and made a plan of what I would like to read later. In general, everything went well. After that, we somehow fed the birds and rode bicycles. Unfortunately, Julia went back, but those were fun days. I have no idea what I'll do next, but I'll think of something. I am looking forward to your letter. Your friend is Sergei.

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Hello dear friend!
You have long been interested in my homeland, that is, the city in which I was born and live. But before embarking on this topic, I would like to reflect on what, in my opinion, lies in this painfully familiar, but very capacious word. Homeland... Fatherland... Fatherland... These words are familiar to us from early childhood. But what is this - Motherland? If you look in the explanatory dictionary, you can find an explanation for this word, simple and understandable. Motherland is the country in which a person was born.
Where does it begin? Speaking dry geographical language, we would call extreme points of her country, the parallels and meridians between which she spread her expanses. But in fact, my Fatherland begins from the smallest: from the courtyard next to my stepfather's house, from the birch at the gate, from the school bench, from my native street, from a town, village or small village dear to my heart. This is a tiny piece of land, which you will not find on a geographical map. But it was here that we were born, took the first steps into a great life, with eyes full of surprise, got acquainted with the world around us, met our first true friends, learned the joy of victories and the bitterness of defeats. And the word “motherland”, which we found in the explanatory dictionary, becomes more weighty, more significant, more native. Not for nothing that “motherland” and “native” came from the same root. And wherever we are, wherever fate throws us, we will always remember with special trepidation, with great warmth, the small courtyard, and the birch at the gate, and the narrow street. Here are our roots, here are our loved ones, from here we stepped into a great life. I remember the words of V. Lazarev:
I don't just live.
I am like a river
Starting in a lost far away...
My “lost far away” is a town called Novomichurinsk. Someone, looking at him, can say: "... a provincial outback, gray and dirty ...". But I love him. I like to wander along its friendly green streets, meet familiar faces, enjoy the clean air. And if you knew how beautiful my hometown is in different times of the year! In summer it is covered in lush greenery, in bright colors of flowerbeds and meadows, in sunny gilding. And in autumn... Multi-colored maples, yellow lindens, still green poplars, brownish oaks... In Novomichurinsk, autumn is not a "dreary time", but a wonderful time of the year, simply "glamorous". In winter, Novomichurinsk is filled with magic and poetry. When you look out the window or go out into the street, the mood always immediately rises from the view, sparkling and creaky snow and trees covered with silver hoarfrost. And, of course, spring… A sea of ​​light, greenery, flowers and aromas. White-trunked birches, fragile willows, tender willows adorn themselves with luxurious catkins. The trees are dressed in light green dresses. Apple trees, pears, cherries, plums put on their wedding dress ... Novomichurinsk is fragrant, immersed in emerald greenery, flowering lindens, aromas of gardens.
And in the most ordinary outfit
You are sweet, Motherland, to tears.
To your face blond strands
Your beloved birches.
But not only nature decorates my city. My city is glorious, first of all, for its people and power units. Ryazanskaya GRES became the largest power plant in the European part of Russia, so many foreign delegations came here
You are such that you will not find more beautiful,
At least go around the whole earth three times.
You are like the sea, no, like our heart,
Forever with us, Motherland, in the chest!
But along with pride for the native city, notes of sadness and regret are born that all its property is drowning in piles of garbage, that the inhabitants of Novomichurinsk do not always treat it in a businesslike manner. The trees planted long ago have almost all survived to this day, and the small lime trees planted there recently have already been broken. I love to admire the gray-haired giants, walking along the quiet streets, and how painful it becomes for me when, instead of the lush crowns of trees, I often see only stumps. Through the fault of people, the water in the Pronya River has become dirty, the springs that once surrounded my city have disappeared, the former beauty and grandeur are fading.
I would like to tell my peers, and the growing kids, and the adult population about our city and its problems, to generate in their souls love for their native land, pride in it, a desire to help it and make our Novomichurinsk even more beautiful.
On this note, I end my letter. I would like to believe that now you have an idea about my town. I invite you to my hometown. let's wander together to my favorite places. And you will see for yourself how beautiful he is. Goodbye.
May 15, 2008 Olya

Sahakyan Valeria. Veydelevskaya School, Veydelevka, Belgorod region, Russia
Essay on English language with the translation. Nomination Documents, letters, resumes.

A letter to an English friend about my hometown

83 Pervomaiskaya Street
Veidelevka
309720 Belgorod region
Russia

Thank you for your kind letter. I was glad to receive it.

You ask me to tell you a few things about my hometown. My hometown is Veidelevka. It boarders the Rovenki district in the south-east. It is situated in the South-East of Belgorod region. The coat of arms of my hometown is three wild peonies (called vorontsy). They are very rare flowers that you can find in the Red Book rarity. My hometown is 83 years old. The settlement Veidelevka was named in honor of Vedel who inherited the land in 1742.

Though Veidelevka is not very big, it has some landmarks. Here you can see a new school, the Monument to an Unknown Soldier, a local museum, a new Palace of Culture, the Alley of Glory, the Central Park.

I would recommend you to see my hometown in spring, because only in spring you will see wild peonies. I am sure you will love them. They are charming.

As for me, I like my hometown. It is a great settlement. It is always clean. It has very kind people. I'm proud that I'm from Veidelevka.

Well, I can't think of any more to say, so I'll finish now.

Looking forward to hearing from you.

83 Pervomayskaya Street
Veydelevka
309720 Belgorod region
Russia

Dear Ann,

Thank you for the letter I received 2 weeks ago, it's time for me to answer. I should have written much earlier, but I had so much to do.

You ask me to tell about my small homeland. My hometown is Veydelevka. It borders on the village of Rovenki in the southeast. It is located in the southeast of the Belgorod region. The coat of arms of my hometown is 3 wild peonies (Ravens). They are rare flowers and are listed in the Red Book. My hometown is 83 years old. The village of Veydelevka was named after Vedel, who inherited the land in 1742.

Although Veydelevka is not very big, it has some sights. Here you can see the new school, the monument to the Unknown Soldier, the new museum, the new Palace of Culture, the Walk of Fame, the Central Park.

As for me, I love my hometown. He is magnificent. Always clean. The people are very kind. I am proud that I am from Veydelevka,

Well, nothing else comes to mind, so I'm done.

I look forward to an answer.

Best wishes,

Hello dear friend!

You have long been interested in my homeland, that is, the city in which I was born and live. But before embarking on this topic, I would like to reflect on what, in my opinion, lies in this painfully familiar, but very capacious word. Homeland... Fatherland... Fatherland... These words are familiar to us from early childhood. But what is this - Motherland? If you look in the explanatory dictionary, you can find an explanation for this word, simple and understandable. Motherland is the country in which a person was born.

Where does it begin? Speaking in a dry geographical language, we would name the extreme points of our country, the parallels and meridians between which it spread its expanses. But in fact, my Fatherland begins from the smallest: from the courtyard next to my stepfather's house, from the birch at the gate, from the school bench, from my native street, from a town, village or small village dear to my heart. This is a tiny piece of land, which you will not find on a geographical map. But it was here that we were born, took the first steps into a great life, with eyes full of surprise, got acquainted with the world around us, met our first true friends, learned the joy of victories and the bitterness of defeats. And the word “motherland”, which we found in the explanatory dictionary, becomes more weighty, more significant, more native. Not for nothing that “motherland” and “native” came from the same root. And wherever we are, wherever fate throws us, we will always remember with special trepidation, with great warmth, the small courtyard, and the birch at the gate, and the narrow street. Here are our roots, here are our loved ones, from here we stepped into a great life. I remember the words of V. Lazarev:

I don't just live.

I am like a river

Starting in a lost far away...

My “lost far away” is a town called Novomichurinsk. Someone, looking at him, can say: "... a provincial outback, gray and dirty ...". But I love him. I like to wander along its friendly green streets, meet familiar faces, enjoy the clean air. And if you knew how beautiful my hometown is at different times of the year! In summer it is covered in lush greenery, in bright colors of flowerbeds and meadows, in sunny gilding. And in autumn... Multi-colored maples, yellow lindens, still green poplars, brownish oaks... In Novomichurinsk, autumn is not a "dreary time", but a wonderful time of the year, simply "glamorous". In winter, Novomichurinsk is filled with magic and poetry. When you look out the window or go out into the street, the mood always immediately rises from the view, sparkling and creaky snow and trees covered with silver hoarfrost. And, of course, spring… A sea of ​​light, greenery, flowers and aromas. White-trunked birches, fragile willows, tender willows adorn themselves with luxurious catkins. The trees are dressed in light green dresses. Apple trees, pears, cherries, plums put on their wedding dress ... Novomichurinsk is fragrant, immersed in emerald greenery, flowering lindens, aromas of gardens.

And in the most ordinary outfit

You are sweet, Motherland, to tears.

To your face blond strands

Your beloved birches.

But not only nature decorates my city. My city is glorious, first of all, for its people and power units. Ryazanskaya GRES became the largest power plant in the European part of Russia, so many foreign delegations came here

You are such that you will not find more beautiful,

At least go around the whole earth three times.

You are like the sea, no, like our heart,

Forever with us, Motherland, in the chest!

But along with pride for the native city, notes of sadness and regret are born that all its property is drowning in piles of garbage, that the inhabitants of Novomichurinsk do not always treat it in a businesslike manner. The trees planted long ago have almost all survived to this day, and the small lime trees planted there recently have already been broken. I love to admire the gray-haired giants, walking along the quiet streets, and how painful it becomes for me when, instead of the lush crowns of trees, I often see only stumps. Through the fault of people, the water in the Pronya River has become dirty, the springs that once surrounded my city have disappeared, the former beauty and grandeur are fading.

I would like to tell my peers, and the growing kids, and the adult population about our city and its problems, to generate in their souls love for their native land, pride in it, a desire to help it and make our Novomichurinsk even more beautiful.

On this note, I end my letter. I would like to believe that now you have an idea about my town. I invite you to my hometown. let's wander together to my favorite places. And you will see for yourself how beautiful he is. Goodbye.