In the process of labor, a person sees a lot of changes, because he himself produces them.

Work in the application to clay gives especially many changes in the subject, which we get in modeling. A figure appears, crumpled - you can do another. Again I did not like the third one. In the figure, we change the proportions, remove the parts. ..

So - the clay Why did I stick to the clay, and not to the other plastic? Plasticine, dough, bread. .. You can use them, if there is no clay. But plasticine - it's still not that

that clay. When stamping immediately reveals a significant difference. First, the clay dries up - and at once it is like a finished work. Secondly, the clay acquires the hardness of the stone, albeit very fragile. Third, the clay can be painted, while it absorbs the paint and becomes the color that you want to get. Fourth * clay very much. And you can mold large shapes, even very large ones. And in this sense it is preferable to any plastics( we mentioned the dough), which are between clay and plasticine. And quite a romantic argument: according to the biblical legend, God made Adam out of clay, not plasticine. .. So long live clay

First you need to get the clay. Often it is black - nothing, then you can color it. And the usual - orange - is even better, but you can still color it. Dig with the baby pit deeper, and at the bottom - there is clay. So we have in the chernozem Bolshoy Ryaboy. And maybe, as we have in the country near Moscow, clay - just under your feet.

Clay is made, for example, a nest for birds. There are added branches and straw or hay. Katya saw the nests in the trees. The birds did not shun us and were not afraid. We attached nests of clay with straws and twigs of vines to three-legged powerful branches of apple trees.,

Birds settled in them no worse than in the nesting boxes. After all, the bird can use an empty hollow. And why the nest? But because it is a concern for our lesser brothers. Straight and it feels that birds are grateful to us, - so joyfully they yurkaet there and settle. And because at the same time it is the protection of apple trees from insect larvae - the birds clean the garden. The child is happy because his work has directly benefited God's creatures, and not just "dazzled and thrown out."An important thing in the upbringing of creativity and kindness.

Clay candles can be molded from clay. Grottoes are different with windows. It's simple, you do not even need samples or book reproductions. And in the grotto put a candle bar, which are many in different stores such as "Ikei".Or we'll make the candles ourselves. Add to the "infrastructure" grotto pebbles, and before that we will collect them on the road. Any pebbles go to business: a soft limestone, strong on a tooth a granite - all will fit. And more stone - a cobblestone with a kilogram - put in the base, on it and put a candleball, and around will be a lot of smaller stones. Pebbles can be varnished - they start ble

c.m.no to stone, n not like tinsel. I'm not preaching art here. And that beauty - useless, only to admire, and applied to use, - a child can create himself.

Drawing. .. Ballpoint pen( only for the ball to roll well inside the rod), with simple or colored pencils( preferably with soft slates).All means are good, except dangerous. Paints are especially important.

At first the child draws lines, separate and side by side, paints the space. No, it's not stingy. These are exercises, training. The hand becomes firmer, the lines are even. Here appear in the "drawing" corners. And then circles, spirals. I sometimes let it go by itself. And sometimes I start to draw corners, circles, spirals. I'm not saying: do as I do. Katya sees for herself, quickly copies the movements and self-develops further. Drawing teachers have their own techniques. Draw a contour of a fish, and the child draws scales. Probably, it is possible and so. But you can give freedom to creativity. It's just better to do in the family at home. After all, in the developing children's circle the teacher gives the child his skills - and this is somewhat hampered by his self-development. Let and so and so will be. We take Katya to the development center "Rainbow".They teach crafts. Of cones make dwarfs. His beard is made of cotton wool, his legs are thorns, plasticine balls instead of eyes. I act differently. We are going to collect cones. They brought home. What would I do? Katia says:

- Let's do the tree. ..

- And how?

- Just. ..

And Katya connects( I only help to translate the idea) three lumps together, heads up. He puts them as a tripod. Then he makes another tripod and puts it on the first one. The tree has not turned out yet. I tell you: maybe I can take a smaller bump. Sopit, binds small cones, puts them on the first tripod. Happened. But even smaller ones are not found in our catch. I offer my services: let's cut one cone into four parts along.

- I do not know how.

- Well, maybe I. ..

- Come on. ..

I'm doing the cut, but I'm stopping. Katia guesses about my idea:

Do not need to end.

I accept her offer and make a second cut too, not to a shock. This unfinished knob Katia puts on the top of the structure. .. Hooray, Christmas tree.

Creativity of the child - the leading beginning. ..

And putting from matches of letters, houses, animals, birds - it's entirely Katino's invention( of course, of course, she invented the whole bicycle, but herself).From the age of two, Katya is happy that matches are dangerous. And when in three years she reached for matches, Lena and I tensed. Katia reassured:

- I do not have matches lit up.

And began to make letters out of them. We helped. They broke several matches. They went into the matter of building letters. In all this it is important that the GENERATOR of IDEAS is a CHILD, and parents only help in the selection of technical means, and only.

Matches, pencils, pebbles, paints?. . Colors Gouache, watercolor, oil. .. I help to dilute the paint, I'm learning to take it "a little bit" with the tip of the brush, well, maybe I'll advise holding the brush like a pencil. .And what lines to draw, how to draw patterns, how to portray your favorite animals - it's Katya decides for herself. ..

Drawing is more interesting where you can not. .. On the walls, on the doors, "on the floor. .. It is impossible - if the main thing for adultsdead object - the floor, the wall, the door, and you can - if for the parents the main thing is the living creativity of the child. The space under the window in the kitchen is space with the stars, the moon, among the stars the doll Lusya, the separate tail of Gela( and she's a rottweiler, and you know, the tail is seperatein space, like the tail of a comet.) Creativity is contagious So, instead of the words "let's do it", I just start doing it. I sit down, soak the brush, without saying a word, I make gouache and draw the first line under the windowsill. .. Katya can not let me createmy will. She creates her will. Requires brush, paint. And I'm like Tom Sawyer: I ate an apple and the fence was painted.

Alena, a midwife who became a relative, is a good psychologist( not only a good medical worker).And then, when taking birth, and now, when we continue to communicate with her

and consult her. She told us once: a child should be able to be alone. Alena did not read Jean Piaget and Leo Vygotsky, but expressed similar thoughts at the level of everyday common sense. Piaget spoke of the autistic thinking of the child. There is no one, but the child speaks as if to himself. According to Piaget, this autism is a deepening into oneself. Vygotsky also interpreted this as a dialogue of the child with himself. Alena advised: give the child the opportunity to self-develop. And we give Katya such an opportunity.

But not only monologues. Netnet, and dialogues. We stimulate Katya's stories about the various subjects she has seen. And here:

- You know the tale of a silly mole. When the boy planted the mole in the pelvis, and then released. .. and the mole all digs and does not want to leave.

- Once we are with my mother. ..

We are writing poetry for Katya. Katya loves a cat. Our cat does not have a nickname. Cat and cat. But Katya does not like a soul in a cat. And then at the age of two, Katya received a gift in the form of a poem. All we will not give, but the two couplets turned out quite decent. So. ..

The cat thinks: "Whoever's Attaching to my cats."

Jump with a run on the sofa Imurlybka gives you.

Katya learned this poem, and when we go to rhythmic gymnastics, I start:

Cat thinks:. ..

Katya continues:

Who's there

Clings to my cats.

She herself begins to poem herself:

What is that, what's the sound? The hammer knocks - tuktuk.

It's your own. But with all my help. ..

Our kitty is lying quietly. Suddenly a rat stirred.

Ears pierced ears: Above her giggled frogs.

We are recording animated cartoons. Always there is a cassette on that place where the previous record has come to an end. And once on our screen, Russian cartoon, Katya runs to us:

- Record.

Or even puts it on record. In general, we try to record from the very beginning, if we manage to track down the necessary on TV programs. Russian cartoons are better in aesthetics and morality. That includes. .. I do not know what is called, who is the director, but I see - well, I foresee - it will end well. I was not mistaken. According to the style of our film. Katya defines our films in style."It's filth" - an American cartoon. No, Mark Twain is our grandfather, Astrid Lindgren is our grandmother. A cartoon in which only the lips move, and the eyes are empty, dead, still - it's not ours.

Kakto we recorded from the middle of one cartoon. In it, a kind penguin asked the "penguin," the fat and awkward one our penguin had done a lot of service, to hold his egg while he caught the fish for food. Caught, brought a penguin. And that, it turns out, dropped the egg of our penguin, and it sank into the sea. But fear repelled the remnants of conscience from the penguin, and he gave our penguin instead of his egg a prepared stone, like an egg. When all the hatched penguins and grown up, our penguin with the stone went with all the sea and drowned with the stone - he saved his "unmarried penguin."

Katya, who constantly cares about saving the ladybirds, frogs and other animals, cries. These tears of Katya - the best praise to the director and artists. Praise to us and Lena, because the selection of cartoons we carry out.

But we want Katia to do more intense moral self-development. We have little ready-made cartoons and written fairy tales."Black Chicken" and "White Poodle"."Thumbelina" and "Cinderella". .. All this, of course, is ours. But this is out-of-date material. They do not have everything we need. In addition, we need to make a fairy tale ourselves together with Katya, a fairy tale that is needed for her, a fairy tale for her and in fact

about her. It is important, and it is most important that the context of the fairy tale includes our own experiences.

Here is one of them. It is called "EVERYTHING, BUT NO IT IS."

There was a girl who was called Katya. .. Nuda, also, kakiteba. You're not the only Katya in the world. There is also Katya. So. This Katya was a whimsical girl. Toys scattered, my mother refused to help. I want this toy - and the whole store was so roar that all people were throwing to buy what they needed. And they looked only at Katya. And they thought: what kind of girl is this, beautiful, like the Goldilocks, and she has good mom and dad, and she cries. And one day, when Yulia, the daughter of Nadya's mother's friend, came to visit her, Katya did not let her play with a ball - it was a ball for artistic gymnastics. But that's why Yulka wanted to play with them.

Katya woke up one day. She thought it was at home. And in fact everything was like at home. Only in the house wonders began directly. She had to think about the doll she was begging the pope to buy it at the store - and the doll is right next to her. I wanted a marmalade, similar to a long crocodile greenskin - and the crocodile himself crawls into her mouth. And a large, large hairy monkey hugs Katya. Such a toy in the store was, but my mother could not buy, because the monkey was too expensive. Katya shouted:

- Mom, come here, see what kind of monkey, I wanted this, you did not buy it, but I have it.

But my mother did not respond. Then Katya called dad:

- Dad, look, what monkey, my mother did not want to buy it, and she came to me herself.

But Dad kudato went. He is silent, but usually he immediately responds. Katya in one room, in the other - no one. There are a lot of toys. But there are no people. And even dad and mom do not. Katya went into the kitchen. There are a lot of all yummy. Opened the refrigerator, took chupachups. Then she cut off a piece of ham. I clicked again:

- Mom. Dad. Woman. Esya.

But the answer was complete silence. Katya was completely frightened. It turned out that there is EVERYTHING, BUT NO.Katya was frightened and began to cry. She did not want any more toys. And my mother and father, and even Yoska and my grandmother, disappeared somewhere. And so bitterly Katya cried, that she did not notice how she fell asleep.

I woke up. There is no big shaggy monkey, and there are no dolls. And marmaladekrokodilchikov not. But he hears how in the kitchen

quietly says something to the TV.This mother is preparing oatmeal. And Dad is sitting at the computer, finishing the article. Katya felt better from her heart. I do not need big toys, even if mom and dad are at home. Katya told her mother about what she had experienced. Mom embraced Katya and said: "Yes, and sometimes I got on such an island and also called for home soon."Katya hugged Mama, kissed her father, called her on the phone and called Yulka. And then the grandmother and Eska came. And all at once fell into place. Katya with tears in her eyes said:

- Let everything be at home, and let it be nothing, even your favorite toys.

- Well, absolutely nothing - it's you who exaggerated, - Dad entered into the conversation.- The most favorite toys that you play - let them stay;but only it would be more - that's not necessary.

After this fairy tale Katya came up to us and said:

- I have so many toys, and children in our village are few. Let's take them.

And what, dear adults. When everything is there, but no one, do you like it? But if you deal with accumulation, if all people are either enemies or "accomplices", this is also "everything is there, but there is nobody". .. There is something to think about

I will decide to offer my parents and children attention one more together with Katya composed fairy tale. About the ant and caterpillar. In Krylov's fable "Dragonfly and the Ant", the Ant is edifying and cold. And once we saw Katya with an ant crawling on three buns, and Katya( at that time she was two and a half) wept - she felt sorry for the ant. And in four and a half we remembered this and began to compose a fairy tale. Well, here it is. .. "ANTS AND GOOSENICA."

An ant was playing. One day he quickly crawled over a straw, could not resist, fell off her and hurt himself heavily. Solominkato was very high. And he was hurt three legs. Of six. .. So now he could crawl only very slowly. He was afraid: if he crawls quickly, he will fall again and hurt the other legs. And all his relatives were already at home. And now he drags himself barely and mourns: he'll get home home late. And none of his family can help him.

Suddenly he saw a caterpillar near the caterpillar. She was big, and she had as many as seventeen legs. In fact, there should be eighteen of them. But one leg was damaged by a juggler. It was a long time ago, she was hurt, but now she has recovered.

The caterpillar saw our ant and remembered how bad it was. And she sympathized with the ant.

- Where are you creeping? Asked the ant caterpillar.

- Yes, I just can not get to the house. .. - the ant replied sadly, and his voice trembled.

Caterpillar said:

- Let's get acquainted. .. My name is Mohnhatka. And how are you?

- And me. .. I can now be called Trinozhek. .. - continued to worry about an ant.

- You will recover, do not worry. Now let me help you. I remember how hard it was for me to feel the horn of a beetle on my leg.

- Yes, - said the ant, - you had only one leg damaged from eighteen, and I have three. .. and six. ..

- Well, I'll live on your seventeen legs home. Sit on me.

The ant crawled to her on his back and clung to the villi. The caterpillar quickly crawled. At home in an anthill he was met by brothers and sisters. Zaohali, zahali. They thanked the kind Mohnatka. We treated her and invited him to visit us again. But soon the time came when she had to become a cocoon. And in order to wrap up, she needed exactly that leg, which wounded the stag. The caterpillar crawled over to the ants. I explained what was the matter, and then recovered Trinozhek asked his brothers to help her. They crammed the caterpillar from all sides, began to roll it, and it wrapped up its threads. When the cocoon was ready, the whole group of ants pulled him to the branch and fixed it. Time passed, and now a beautiful big butterfly flew out of the cocoon. She sat down by the anthill,waving wings and soared. Spinning a little over an anthill, thanked her friend Trinozhek and all the other ants and flew high into the sky. And all the ants admired her.

It's also about morality, about mutual help, a fairy tale. Katya lets it through herself, through tears even."Mohnatka" and "Trinozhek" - proposed by her. The butterfly flew into the sky, and the ants admired it - this is also it. Creativity and kindness - let them stand side by side in working with the child

Do you like parents when they prohibit you?

- What other stupid questions, of course, do not like. .. - you will say

Well, so the child does not like. But you forbid many things to children and prescribe many things. With disobedience, punish.

With an outline, a slap, standing in a corner, depriving something nice, like sweet for dessert.

We will sharply notice to ourselves that the CHILD CAN NOT PUNCH YOU. .. NO PUNCH, NO STANDING IN THE CORNER, OR WITHOUT THE SALMON OF THE SWEET DESSERT.WRONG ARE. .

But we'll figure out the reasons. .. Why are you punishing him? You think that this is for his own good. Well, I'm older, you think, and therefore more than a child, I know what is possible and what is not, so you need to lead it for its own good.

Yes, in some ways, you agree, are more advanced. You, for example, better tie shoelaces on shoes. But the child also has advantages in the knowledge of the world. A child is sharper, for example, enjoying life. I already quoted Katya's phrase: "Thank you, Sunny, that you have risen. .."

Of course, and it's more pleasant for me, if the day is fine, but with all the fact that I wrote several books on psychology, I could not put it like thisyour admiration of the universe. ..

So give the child the due and do not brag about the fact that you tie your shoelaces faster and tighter than he does.

The child is an experimenter. But not all at once turns out. And we want everything at once. Well, let him spoil a few hundred sheets of paper, break several dozen pencils. .. Give me a lot of paint boxes."If you suffer for a long time, something will come out."But after all, the missiles flew not immediately and not immediately in the direction in which it was planned. This is only in Shakespeare's drafts( and even this is a mystery).When Katya made a hill of cocoa with a lot of sugar and almost no room for water and milk, my mother started, and I mumbled something disapproving. And Katya to us:

- Well, then I'll do as usual. ..

The child is a person already from a small age. He wants to decide for himself. And does not want to decide for him. He does a lot of imitation, and as soon as he understands the principle, he pronounces his shameless "I myself."But you really want to point out its inadequacy, point to its place in the family hierarchy. His "I myself" lo is clear. And why do you want to specify it for you? You say that you want to teach him, but in fact you want to rise and rise against his background. .. It's so easy to do it. .. I always ask myself why I want more: to teach or self-exalt * If the second,then I refuse such self-elevation.

And I try to self-exalt myself over my yesterday's "I"( today the phrases are more refined than yesterday).And Katya gives me the opportunity to make trial and error. I wait patiently when she takes her handles from the cup handle with the "hot" tea and from the saucer and asks: "You" Before that, I show how I pour tea • in a saucer( it is clear that it is no longer hot) and prevent splashing. Well, slower will self-study of the child. .. By?tolerate. ..

Parents often ask themselves the question: