Tales

Казки англійською для дітей: до мови через захоплюючі історії

https://sites.google.com/pnu.edu.ua/storyreadingmom - саме тут ви зможете віднайти безліч казок для дошкільнят, як українською так і англійською мовою.

Вивчення англійської мови в дитячому віці - не тільки складний і досить трудомісткий, але і піддається змінам процес. Сьогодні фахівці наполягають на різнобічної подачі мовних аспектів, вибірці кращих моментів з різних методик, посібників і технік. У сучасному розмаїтті навчальних матеріалів казки англійською мовою для дітей як і раніше зберігають актуальність.

Казка - це цілий лінгвістичний пласт, що включає не тільки лексичний і граматичний, але й культурний аспект. Читаючи й аналізуючи тексти жанру fairy tale, можна повною мірою перейнятися не тільки мовними особливостями, але й англійськими традиціями та особливостями менталітету. Саме тому казки по-англійськи можуть пропонуватися до вивчення не тільки школярам і дошкільнятам, але і дорослим учням.

Англійські казки: інтерес, кругозір, користь

Включення казок в програму навчання залишається актуальним для більшості сучасних методик. Їх використання абсолютно виправдано завдяки наступним перевагам:

Залученість і мотивація. Дітям цікавіше вивчати матеріал, викладений у формі казки, завдяки чому вони самі прагнуть прочитати і зрозуміти текст.

Ерудиція і кругозір. Читаючи англійські дитячі казки, дитина одночасно вивчає особливості і традиції інших народів і країн, вчиться розрізняти та відчувати нюанси різних мов, що дозволяє розвинути лінгвістичні здібності і поповнити запас знань.

Вивчення кількох мовних аспектів відразу. Казки для дітей на англійській мові дозволяють в ненав'язливій формі опанувати граматикою і лексикою, вивчити часові форми і побудова пропозицій, розширити словниковий запас.

Розвиток посидючості і концентрації уваги. Над вивченням і перекладом цікавого сюжету діти готові проводити набагато більше часу, ніж над нудним текстом, що вимагає такої ж обробки.

The Fox and The Crane

It was long, long ago when the Fox and the Crane were close friends. One fine day the Fox invited the Crane to dinner with her and said to him:

«Come, buddy! Come, my dear! I'll treat you heartily!"

And so the Crane came to the Fox for the dinner party. The Fox had cooked semolina for the dinner and smeared it over the plate. Then she it served and treated her guest.

"Help yourself to tasty dinner, my dear godfather. That was me who cooked it!"

The Crane went peck-peck with his beak, knocked and knocked but couldn't pick even a bit of fare. The Fox kept licking the cereal until she had eaten it all.

When there's no cereal at all, the Fox said,

«Don't feel offended, buddy. There's nothing more to treat you".

"And thanks hereon, dear," the Crane said, "now it's your turn to visit me".

Next day the Fox came, and the Crane made okroshka and poured in into a tall pitcher with a narrow neck and treated the fox.

"Help yourself to tasty dinner, my dear godmother. Honestly, there's nothing more to entertain you".

The Fox spinned around the pitcher and licked it and sniffed it but couldn't extract even a drop of the soup. Her head wouldn't fit the pitcher at all.

Meanwhile the Crane sucked the soup with his long bill. When everything had been eaten, he said to the Fox,

«Don't feel offended, dear. There's nothing more to treat you".

The Fox got very angry as she hoped to be full up for the whole week along. So she left empty-handed.

And that was a tit for tat! So, the Fox and the Crane hadn't been friends anymore since then.

Казка The Money 

In a nursery where a number of toys lay scattered about, a money-box stood on the top of a very high wardrobe. It was made of clay in the shape of a pig, and had been bought of the potter. In the back of the pig was a slit, and this slit had been enlarged with a knife, so that dollars, or crown pieces, might slip through; and, indeed there were two in the box, besides a number of pence. The money-pig was stuffed so full that it could no longer rattle, which is the highest state of perfection to which a money-pig can attain. There he stood upon the cupboard, high and lofty, looking down upon everything else in the room. He knew very well that he had enough inside him to buy up all the other toys, and this gave him a very good opinion of his own value. The rest thought of this fact also, although they did not express it, for there were so many other things to talk about. A large doll, still handsome, though rather old, for her neck had been mended, lay inside one of the drawers which was partly open. She called out to the others, "Let us have a game at being men and women, that is something worth playing at."

Upon this there was a great uproar; even the engravings, which hung in frames on the wall, turned round in their excitement, and showed that they had a wrong side to them, although they had not the least intention to expose themselves in this way, or to object to the game. It was late at night, but as the moon shone through the windows, they had light at a cheap rate. And as the game was now to begin, all were invited to take part in it, even the children's wagon, which certainly belonged to the coarser playthings. "Each has its own value," said the wagon; "we cannot all be noblemen; there must be some to do the work."

The money-pig was the only one who received a written invitation. He stood so high that they were afraid he would not accept a verbal message. But in his reply, he said, if he had to take a part, he must enjoy the sport from his own home; they were to arrange for him to do so; and so they did. The little toy theatre was therefore put up in such a way that the money-pig could look directly into it. Some wanted to begin with a comedy, and afterwards to have a tea party and a discussion for mental improvement, but they commenced with the latter first. The rocking-horse spoke of training and races; the wagon of railways and steam power, for these subjects belonged to each of their professions, and it was right they should talk of them. The clock talked politics--"tick, tick;" he professed to know what was the time of day, but there was a whisper that he did not go correctly. The bamboo cane stood by, looking stiff and proud: he was vain of his brass ferrule and silver top, and on the sofa lay two worked cushions, pretty but stupid. When the play at the little theatre began, the rest sat and looked on; they were requested to applaud and stamp, or crack, when they felt gratified with what they saw. But the riding-whip said he never cracked for old people, only for the young who were not yet married. "I crack for everybody," said the cracker.

"Yes, and a fine noise you make," thought the audience, as the play went on.

It was not worth much, but it was very well played, and all the characters turned their painted sides to the audience, for they were made only to be seen on one side. The acting was wonderful, excepting that sometimes they came out beyond the lamps, because the wires were a little too long. The doll, whose neck had been darned, was so excited that the place in her neck burst, and the money-pig declared he must do something for one of the players, as they had all pleased him so much. So he made up his mind to remember one of them in his will, as the one to be buried with him in the family vault, whenever that event should happen. They all enjoyed the comedy so much, that they gave up all thoughts of the tea party, and only carried out their idea of intellectual amusement, which they called playing at men and women; and there was nothing wrong about it, for it was only play. All the while, each one thought most of himself, or of what the money-pig could be thinking. His thoughts were on, as he supposed, a very distant time--of making his will, and of his burial, and of when it might all come to pass. Certainly sooner than he expected--for all at once down he came from the top of the press, fell on the ground, and was broken to pieces. Then the pennies hopped and danced about in the most amusing manner. The little ones twirled round like tops, and the large ones rolled away as far as they could, especially the one great silver crown piece who had often to go out into the world, and now he had his wish as well as all the rest of the money. The pieces of the money-pig were thrown into the dust-bin, and the next day there stood a new money-pig on the cupboard, but it had not a farthing in its inside yet, and therefore, like the old one, it could not rattle. This was the beginning with him, and we will make it the end of our story.

Казка The Boy Who Cried Wolf 

A shepherd-boy, who watched a flock of sheep near a village, brought out the villagers three or four times by crying out, "Wolf! Wolf!" and when his neighbors came to help him, laughed at them for their pains.

The Wolf, however, did truly come at last. The Shepherd-boy, now really alarmed, shouted in an agony of terror: "Pray, do come and help me; the Wolf is killing the sheep"; but no one paid any heed to his cries, nor rendered any assistance. The Wolf, having no cause of fear, at his leisure lacerated or destroyed the whole flock.

There is no believing a liar, even when he speaks the truth.

Казка The Lion and the Mouse англійською мовою

Once when a Lion was asleep a little Mouse began running up and down upon him; this soon wakened the Lion, who placed his huge paw upon him, and opened his big jaws to swallow him. "Pardon, O King," cried the little Mouse: "forgive me this time, I shall never forget it: who knows but what I may be able to do you a turn some of these days?" The Lion was so tickled at the idea of the Mouse being able to help him, that he lifted up his paw and let him go.

Some time after the Lion was caught in a trap, and the hunters who desired to carry him alive to the King, tied him to a tree while they went in search of a waggon to carry him on. Just then the little Mouse happened to pass by, and seeing the sad plight in which the Lion was, went up to him and soon gnawed away the ropes that bound the King of the Beasts. "Was I not right?" said the little Mouse.