«Широкая Масленица»

25 февраля 2020 года для учащихся 2 «А» МАОУ «Экономического лицея» в БИЦ имени академика Д.С. Лихачева состоялся фольклорный праздник «Широкая Масленица»

Окунуться в атмосферу «Масленицы», почувствовать себя на фольклорном празднике, имеющим исторические корни, учащиеся приняли участие в интерактивной викторине.

Из электронной презентации ребята узнали об истории праздника Масленицы на Руси, а так же о традициях и обычаях празднования.

К празднику была подготовлена книжно-иллюстрированная выставка «Народное творчество».

Ученик МБУ ДО ДШИ №3 имени М. И. Глинки  Бондаренко Александр исполнил русскую народную песню «Как под яблонькой» (обработка Андреева В. Иорданский А.) и «Песенка про чибиса». В исполнении преподавателя Петрочук И.С. прозвучали  такие песни, как русская народная «Светит месяц» и вариации на тему цыганской песни «Мар дяндя».

По завершении праздника ребята водили хоровод вокруг чучела «Масленицы» и угощались блинами.

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  5. “I ain’t a-talking ‘bout how big ya cock is, boy. I am talking ‘bout ya, weight. Your height.” His dad says. “I kinda figured on how big you are down there. That’s obvious. It makes me proud of you. My son. Of what I created, along with ya mother.”

  6. I used my teeth to strip off daddy’s black sheer socks. I placed them in my mouth and washed them with my saliva. I swallowed every single sweat and stink from these socks. It takes so well. I rolled them into a ball and stuck them into my jockstrap where my small dick and balls were.

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