Poems for newborns and young children have accompanied child care for many centuries. Modern poets also write poems for newborns and little ones. In the article you will find folk and modern poems for bathing, changing clothes, feeding, waking up, putting to bed, and playing with a child.
For a long time, it has been customary to accompany all actions in caring for babies with songs, nurseries, nursery rhymes, sayings, and rhymes. The rhythm and rhyme of a poem or song, their words, the variety of intonations in the mother’s speech (exclamation, question, surprise, disappointment, joy, admiration, etc.) create very favorable conditions for the successful development of the child, give the baby a feeling of comfort, warmth, safety, form the prerequisites for successful speech acquisition. Such poems and songs are very important and necessary for the intellectual development of an infant or young child.
There are a huge number of folk songs, games, nursery rhymes, pesters, and lullabies. You can read about them in the articles “Lullabies for Babies”, “Pestushki”, “Rhyme Songs”. And today I want to share my collection of folk and modern poems for newborns and small children. You can say them to your baby while bathing him, dressing him, putting him to bed, etc.
Hedgehog tailor
In the forest tailor's workshop, By the stump where wheatgrass grew, A hedgehog worked day and day for the benefit of all animals. They say he was grumpy, but he was sensitive to goodness: He sewed a fur coat for a bear cub, for a marten and a beaver.
And even for a hare, they say, And for his godmother he sewed a gray outfit for the summer and a white one for winter. He delivered the order on time and everyone was happy. He once displeased just one fox.
The fox asked to sew a coat according to the pattern, so that no one from the forest public would recognize her.
The hedgehog gave up sewing and grumbled into his mustache all day. He knew that the beast could not survive from the cunning of the fox.
The fox left, wagging its tail, trembling with rage, boastfully declaring that it would soon eat the hedgehog.
The tailor knew how to wield a needle, but from then on he always carried all the needles with him, so that no trouble would happen.
Why is the fox red?
A long time ago, the fox was as white as the very first snow.
She knew how to pretend to be a snowdrift on a winter day, - No one knew where the snow stump was, and where the fox was sitting.
Everyone in the forest was afraid of her, she was reputed to be shameless, and autumn decided to turn the white fox red.
“You’ll be more visible in the snow,” Autumn said sternly, “I’ll help the timid hares as much as I can!”
You will be red as fire, But don’t touch the little ones!
The fox answered: “Now I am the brightest animal in the forest.”
It doesn’t suit me to chase mice, I’ll start my whole life again. Let me be left without ears if I break my word.
Let the mouse immediately grab me, Let the hare tear me to pieces! - But from her, like from fire, both the mouse and the hare run away.
What poems are suitable for little ones?
- It is simple poems with frequently repeated simple syllables and words that are most suitable for a child’s first perception and help the baby’s speech development. Without them, speech development is delayed in the future, the child speaks worse and begins to speak later. The result of reading such poems for newborns and children is not immediately noticeable. But in a year you will see how significantly your baby is ahead of his peers who did not have such verbal communication with his mother!
- Nowadays more attention is paid to ready-made audio recordings of children's poems on disks or on the Internet. But research convincingly proves that a baby at an early age needs, first of all, not technical progress, but his mother’s voice, her warmth and affection, and emotional contact with her. Even a tiny baby can already distinguish a mother’s voice from the voices of other people and different sounds! And it is this voice that causes the child’s maximum activity - visual, auditory, motor.
About the beaver
The sky is frowning in the morning, It's damp in the beaver's house. The ceiling is leaking, the wind is blowing into the hut. The rain filled the pot, two buckets and a tub. Thunder shoots over the beaver. He lies in bed and mumbles to himself that on a dry, fine day he will cover up the cracks.
It became quiet and light, the sun blossomed in the sky. The ray made its way into the old house and warmed the beaver with warmth. He sits in his house, scratches his ear with his paw, and insists that there is no need for him to start repairs if everything is dry.
After all, above him the rain is not yet dripping from the ceiling. But again he is under an umbrella, Hiding from the drops, Telling himself that on a dry, fine day He will cover up the cracks... And again it is light in the forest, The sun has blossomed in the sky. And the whole beaver village laughs at the lazy man.
Sly snail
For the time being, the snail lived without a home, without a corner, and had neither a hole nor a warm hollow.
In the rains, the green cloak of branches served as her hut, but the snail invited the Builder - the ant.
And so the hut was erected and the fence was hewn. The shutters have fine carvings and an intricate pattern.
The house is equipped with a stove, The house has an important appearance... And the golden dandelion looks like a sunflower.
The hostess invited the Tit and the Blackbird to visit, and meanwhile the bee moved into the house forever.
You cannot evict a bee by court, An order is not an order to it. The snail is building a new house, special, to order.
The house was made simply, without carvings, According to the starling's drawings: Without windows, without a chimney, and even without a porch.
The snail carries its cunning little house on its hump, so that no one can take away this new hut.
bunny tail
Once upon a time the hare had a tail, as rough as a broom. But one day, under a bush in the forest, he met a wolf.
And the wolf wandered without a tail, with a short pompom, and, apparently, for good reason, he greeted the hare with a bow.
He grinned: “Hey, scythe, with a tail you look like a fox!” Give it to me and I’ll pick it up, otherwise I’ll take it away without asking!
And he growled at the hare so much that the hare immediately became angry. “I don’t want,” he shouted, “to exchange my tail for your pom-pom!”
Then the wolf grabs the hare by the neck: “Oh, don’t you want to change the tail?!” Then I will eat you and your tail under the bush right now!
The little hare was both stupid and small, hid under a snag and voluntarily gave up his tail, and with it all his courage.
He expected his tail to become long, But a year and a week passed, And the tail never grew, It remained short.
The scythe is ready to run headlong, As soon as he senses a wolf, the noise of the bushes frightens him, any fir tree frightens him.
It’s not for nothing that since then he has become silent and hides somewhere more remote, - Everyone says that the gray wolf has decided to change his ears!
Fairy tales in verse
Part 1
Good Doctor Aibolit! He is sitting under a tree.
Come to him for treatment: a cow, a wolf, a bug, a worm, and a bear!
Good Doctor Aibolit will heal everyone!
Part 2
And the fox came to Aibolit: “Oh, I was bitten by a wasp!”
And the watchdog came to Aibolit: “A chicken pecked me on the nose! “And the hare came running
And she screamed: “Ay, ah! My bunny got hit by a tram! My bunny, my boy, got hit by a tram! He ran along the path, And his legs were cut, And now he is sick and lame, My little bunny!”
And Aibolit said: “It doesn’t matter! Give it here! I’ll sew him new legs, He’ll run along the path again.” And they brought him a bunny, so sick and lame, and the doctor sewed on his legs. And the bunny jumps again. And with him the mother hare also went to dance. And she laughs and shouts: “Well, thank you, Aibolit!”
Part 3
Suddenly, from somewhere, a jackal galloped up on a mare: “Here is a telegram from Hippopotamus!”
“Come, doctor, to Africa as soon as possible and save, doctor, our babies!”
"What's happened? Are your children really sick?
"Yes Yes Yes! They have tonsillitis, scarlet fever, cholera, diphtheria, appendicitis, malaria and bronchitis!
Come quickly, Good Doctor Aibolit!”
“Okay, okay, I’ll run and help your children. But where do you live? On the mountain or in the swamp?
“We live in Zanzibar, In the Kalahari and the Sahara, On Mount Fernando Po, Where Hippo-po walks Along the wide Limpopo.
Part 4
And Aibolit stood up and Aibolit ran. He runs through fields, through forests, through meadows. And Aibolit repeats just one word: “Limpopo, Limpopo, Limpopo!”
And in his face the wind, and snow, and hail: “Hey, Aibolit, come back! “And Aibolit fell and lay in the snow: “I can’t go further.”
And now shaggy wolves run out to him from behind the tree:
“Sit down, Aibolit, on horseback, we’ll get you there quickly!”
And Aibolit galloped forward and kept repeating just one word: “Limpopo, Limpopo, Limpopo!”
Part 5
But here in front of them is the sea - Raging, noisy in the open space. And a high wave is moving in the sea, Now it will swallow Aibolit.
“Oh” if I drown, if I go to the bottom. What will happen to them, to the sick, to my forest animals?
But then a whale swims out: “Sit on me, Aibolit, And, like a big steamship, I’ll take you forward!”
And Aibolit sat on the whale and repeated only one word: “Limpopo, Limpopo, Limpopo!”
Part 6
And the mountains stand in front of him on the way, And he begins to crawl through the mountains, And the mountains get higher, and the mountains get steeper, And the mountains go under the very clouds!
“Oh, if I don’t get there, if I disappear on the way, what will happen to them, to the sick, to my forest animals?
And now eagles flew from a high cliff to Aibolit: “Sit down, Aibolit, on horseback, We’ll get you there quickly!”
And Aibolit sat on the eagle and repeated only one word: “Limpopo, Limpopo, Limpopo!”
Part 7
And in Africa, And in Africa, On the black Limpopo, Sad Hippopo sits and cries in Africa.
He is in Africa, he is in Africa sitting under a palm tree and looking at the sea from Africa without rest: Isn’t Doctor Aibolit on the boat?
And Elephants and Rhinoceroses prowl along the road And they say angrily: “Why is there no Aibolit?”
And there are hippos nearby
They grabbed their tummies: Their tummies hurt, the hippos.
And then the ostriches squeal like piglets. Oh, it’s a pity, a pity, a pity for the poor ostriches!
And they have measles, and diphtheria, and smallpox, and bronchitis, and they have a headache, and their throat hurts.
They lie and rave: “Well, why isn’t he coming, why isn’t he coming, Doctor Aibolit?”
And a toothy shark snoozes nearby, a toothy shark lies in the sun.
Oh, her little ones, the poor baby sharks, their teeth have been hurting for twelve days now!
And the poor grasshopper's shoulder is dislocated;
He doesn’t jump, he doesn’t gallop, But he cries bitterly and bitterly And he calls the doctor: “Oh, where is the good doctor? When will he come?
Part 8
But look, some bird is rushing closer and closer through the air. Look, Aibolit is sitting on a bird, waving his hat and shouting loudly: “Long live dear Africa!”
And all the kids are glad and happy: “I’ve arrived, I’ve arrived! Hooray! Hooray!"
And the bird circles above them, And the bird lands on the ground. And Aibolit runs to the hippos, And pats them on the tummies, And gives everyone a chocolate bar in order, And sets and sets thermometers for them!
And he runs to the striped tiger cubs, And to the poor humpbacked Sick camels,
And treats everyone with gogol, everyone with gogol, Gogol-mogol, Gogol-mogol, Gogol-mogol.
For ten nights Aibolit does not eat, does not drink, and does not sleep. For ten nights in a row He treats unfortunate animals and sets and sets thermometers for them.
Greedy squirrel
One day a squirrel stocked up on food for the winter and put everything away as best she could in the pantry in her house. The house may be cramped, but no one in the forest is so rich!
The house is filled to the ceiling with nuts and raspberries, And there is no corner left for a hammock with a feather bed.
One of the cones, as luck would have it, blocked the squirrel’s entrance to the hollow. The squirrel sat down on a twig and almost cried out of frustration.
And then the old crossbill came, her neighbor in the dacha. He said timidly: “Lend me at least a nut before winter... I’m sick and I want to eat, Otherwise I won’t make it to the doctor...
And the squirrel snorted in response: “I don’t have nuts, no!” I won’t give you anything, you take care of yourself...
The old man walked away from the squirrel. And then night came in the forest.
And the squirrel is scared of the bitch, The trees rustled, And the squirrel gallops to the old man, To the five-story spruce tree.
She is upset to the point of tears: “Let me warm up, crossbill.”
And the crossbill booms: “My house is small.” Go home, neighbor. Take care of yourself and don’t knock on the window, maybe you’ll gain more intelligence and a little kindness!
How to remember the words of children's poems and nursery rhymes?
People often ask what to do if you can’t remember the words of poems or songs? • Firstly, you can make sentences on your own, as was the case before. After all, our ancestors did not memorize these nursery rhymes and poems, but were born as a “living word” here and now in communication with the baby. They always mentioned the baby's name. • Secondly, all the poems do not need to be memorized! You can choose from the proposed verses that you like and that your baby will like. For young children, repetition and recognition of poetic lines day after day is very important. • Thirdly, you can write the words of nursery rhymes and poems on a piece of paper with an adhesive strip (such stacks of sticky notes are sold in any stationery store) and attach it to the wall. But: you absolutely cannot attach anything to the wall with pins or buttons! Serious injuries to children still occur when that pin or button accidentally falls and gets caught in their hands! Safety comes first, and if it is observed, then communication with the baby will be joyful and will bring both you and the baby a sea of positive emotions! It is very convenient to use reusable adhesive pads to attach cards with verses to the wall, door, or furniture wall in a place convenient for you. When necessary, you can always unpin the leaflet.
And here my introduction ends and your creativity and your joy from communicating with the baby begins!
