Π’ΠΎΠΏΠΈΠΊ ΠΠ±ΡΡΠ°ΠΈ ΠΈ ΡΡΠ°Π΄ΠΈΡΠΈΠΈ ΠΏΠΎΠ·Π½Π°ΠΊΠΎΠΌΠΈΡ Π²Π°Ρ Ρ Π½Π΅ΠΊΠΎΡΠΎΡΡΠΌΠΈ Π°Π½Π³Π»ΠΈΠΉΡΠΊΠΈΠΌΠΈ ΡΡΠ°Π΄ΠΈΡΠΈΡΠΌΠΈ, ΠΊΠΎΡΠΎΡΡΠ΅ ΡΡΡΠ΅ΡΡΠ²ΡΡΡ Π΄ΠΎ ΡΠΈΡ
ΠΏΠΎΡ. ΠΠ°ΠΏΡΠΈΠΌΠ΅Ρ, ΠΊΠ°ΠΊ ΠΈ Ρ Π½Π°Ρ, Π² ΠΠ½Π³Π»ΠΈΠΈ Π³ΠΎΠ²ΠΎΡΡΡ ΠΏΡΠΎ ΡΠ΅Π»ΠΎΠ²Π΅ΠΊΠ° Π² ΠΏΠ»ΠΎΡ
ΠΎΠΌ Π½Π°ΡΡΡΠΎΠ΅Π½ΠΈΠΈ: “ΠΡΡΠ°Π» Π½Π΅ Ρ ΡΠΎΠΉ Π½ΠΎΠ³ΠΈ”. ΠΡΠ΅Π²Π½ΠΈΠ΅ Π±ΡΠΈΡΠ°Π½ΡΡ Π²Π΅ΡΠΈΠ»ΠΈ, ΡΡΠΎ Π»Π΅Π²Π°Ρ ΡΡΠΎΡΠΎΠ½Π° ΡΠ²ΡΠ·Π°Π½Π° Ρ Π½Π΅ΠΏΡΠΈΡΡΠ½ΠΎΡΡΡΠΌΠΈ, Π° “Π²ΡΡΠ°ΡΡ Ρ Π»Π΅Π²ΠΎΠΉ Π½ΠΎΠ³ΠΈ” – Π½Π΅ ΠΏΡΠ΅Π΄Π²Π΅ΡΠ°Π΅Ρ Π½ΠΈΡΠ΅Π³ΠΎ Ρ
ΠΎΡΠΎΡΠ΅Π³ΠΎ Π² ΡΠ΅ΡΠ΅Π½ΠΈΠ΅ Π΄Π½Ρ.
Π‘Π»Π΅Π΄ΡΡΡΠ°Ρ ΡΡΠ°Π΄ΠΈΡΠΈΡ β Π·Π°Π΄ΡΠ²Π°ΡΡ ΡΠ²Π΅ΡΠΈ Π½Π° ΠΈΠΌΠ΅Π½ΠΈΠ½Π½ΠΎΠΌ ΡΠΎΡΡΠ΅ ΡΠ²ΡΠ·Π°Π½Π° Ρ ΠΈΡΡΠΎΡΠΈΠ΅ΠΉ ΠΡΠ΅Π²Π½Π΅ΠΉ ΠΡΠ΅ΡΠΈΠΈ. Π‘ΠΎΠ³Π»Π°ΡΠ½ΠΎ Π»Π΅Π³Π΅Π½Π΄Π΅, Π³ΡΠ΅ΠΊΠΈ ΡΡΠ°Π²ΠΈΠ»ΠΈ ΡΠΎΠ½ΠΊΠΈΠ΅ Π²ΠΎΡΠΊΠΎΠ²ΡΠ΅ ΡΠ²Π΅ΡΠΈ Π½Π° ΠΊΡΡΠ³Π»ΡΠ΅, ΠΊΠ°ΠΊ Π»ΡΠ½Π°, ΠΌΠ΅Π΄ΠΎΠ²ΡΠ΅ ΠΏΠΈΡΠΎΠ³ΠΈ, ΠΊΠΎΡΠΎΡΡΠ΅ ΠΎΠ½ΠΈ ΠΏΡΠΈΠ½ΠΎΡΠΈΠ»ΠΈ Π² Π΄Π°Ρ Π² Π΄Π΅Π½Ρ ΡΠΎΠΆΠ΄Π΅Π½ΠΈΠ΅ ΠΏΠΎΡΠΈΡΠ°Π΅ΠΌΠΎΠΉ ΠΈ Π»ΡΠ±ΠΈΠΌΠΎΠΉ ΠΈΠΌΠΈ Π±ΠΎΠ³ΠΈΠ½Π΅ ΠΡΠ½Ρ ΠΡΡΠ΅ΠΌΠΈΠ΄Π΅. Π‘ΡΠΈΡΠ°Π»ΠΎΡΡ, ΡΡΠΎ Π΄ΡΠΌ, ΠΈΡΡ ΠΎΠ΄ΡΡΠΈΠΉ ΠΎΡ Π·Π°Π΄ΡΠ²Π°Π΅ΠΌΡΡ Π½Π° ΠΏΡΠ°Π·Π΄Π½ΠΈΡΠ½ΠΎΠΌ ΡΠΎΡΡΠ΅ ΡΠ²Π΅ΡΠ΅ΠΉ, ΡΠ½ΠΎΡΠΈΡ ΠΆΠ΅Π»Π°Π½ΠΈΠ΅ ΡΠ΅Π»ΠΎΠ²Π΅ΠΊΠ°, ΠΎΡΠΌΠ΅ΡΠ°ΡΡΠ΅Π³ΠΎ Π΄Π΅Π½Ρ ΡΠΎΠΆΠ΄Π΅Π½ΠΈΠ΅, ΠΏΡΡΠΌΠΎ Π½Π° Π½Π΅Π±Π΅ΡΠ°.
ΠΡΠ΅ ΠΎΠ΄Π½Π° ΡΡΠ°Π΄ΠΈΡΠΈΡ – ΠΊΠ°ΠΆΠ΄ΡΠΉ Π³ΠΎΠ΄ 5 Π½ΠΎΡΠ±ΡΡ Π² ΠΠ΅Π»ΠΈΠΊΠΎΠ±ΡΠΈΡΠ°Π½ΠΈΠΈ ΠΎΡΠΌΠ΅ΡΠ°ΡΡ ΠΠΎΡΡ ΠΠ°Ρ Π€ΠΎΠΊΡΠ°. ΠΠ΅Π±ΠΎ ΠΠΎΠ½Π΄ΠΎΠ½Π° ΠΈ Π΄ΡΡΠ³ΠΈΡ ΠΊΡΡΠΏΠ½ΡΡ Π³ΠΎΡΠΎΠ΄ΠΎΠ² ΠΎΡΠ²Π΅ΡΠ°Π΅ΡΡΡ ΡΠ΅ΠΉΠ΅ΡΠ²Π΅ΡΠΊΠ°ΠΌΠΈ, ΠΏΠΎΠ²ΡΡΠ΄Ρ Π²Π·ΡΡΠ²Π°ΡΡ ΠΏΠ΅ΡΠ°ΡΠ΄Ρ. ΠΠ»Π°Π²Π½ΠΎΠ΅ Π΄Π΅ΠΉΡΡΠ²ΠΎ – ΡΠΆΠΈΠ³Π°Π½ΠΈΠ΅ Π½Π° ΠΊΠΎΡΡΡΠ΅ ΡΡΡΠ΅Π»Π° ΠΠ°Ρ Π€ΠΎΠΊΡΠ°, ΡΠ΅Π»ΠΎΠ²Π΅ΠΊΠ°, Ρ ΠΎΡΠ΅Π²ΡΠ΅Π³ΠΎ Π²Π·ΠΎΡΠ²Π°ΡΡ Π·Π΄Π°Π½ΠΈΠ΅ Π°Π½Π³Π»ΠΈΠΉΡΠΊΠΎΠ³ΠΎ ΠΠ°ΡΠ»Π°ΠΌΠ΅Π½ΡΠ° Π² 1605. ΠΠ½ Π±ΡΠ» ΡΡ Π²Π°ΡΠ΅Π½ Π½Π° ΠΌΠ΅ΡΡΠ΅ ΠΈ ΠΊΠ°Π·Π½Π΅Π½. Π‘ ΡΠ΅Ρ ΠΏΠΎΡ ΠΊΠ°ΠΆΠ΄ΡΠΉ Π³ΠΎΠ΄ ΡΠΎΠ»ΠΎΠΌΠ΅Π½Π½ΠΎΠ΅ ΡΡΡΠ΅Π»ΠΎ ΠΠ°Ρ Π€ΠΎΠΊΡΠ° ΡΠΆΠΈΠ³Π°Π΅ΡΡΡ Π½Π° ΠΊΠΎΡΡΡΠ°Ρ , Π° Π°Π½Π³Π»ΠΈΡΠ°Π½Π΅ ΠΏΡΠ°Π·Π΄Π½ΡΡΡ Π½Π΅ΡΠ΄Π°Π²ΡΠ΅Π΅ΡΡ ΠΏΠΎΠΊΡΡΠ΅Π½ΠΈΠ΅ Π½Π° ΠΎΠ΄Π½Ρ ΠΈΠ· ΡΠ²ΠΎΠΈΡ Π΄ΠΎΡΡΠΎΠΏΡΠΈΠΌΠ΅ΡΠ°ΡΠ΅Π»ΡΠ½ΠΎΡΡΠ΅ΠΉ.
There are many customs and traditions in England. And I would like to tell you some of them. First tradition is called “Wrong side of the bed”. When people are bad tempered we say that they must have got out of bed on the wrong side. Originally, it was meant quite literally. People belive that the way they rose in the morning affected their behavior throughout the day. The wrong side of the bed was the left side. The left always was linked with evil.
The second custom is called “Blowing out the candles”. The custom of having candles on birthday cakes goes back to the ancient Greeks. Worshippers of Artemis, goddess of the moon and hunting, used to place honey cakes on the altars of her temples on her birthday. The cakes were round like the full moon. This custom was next recorded in the middleages when German peasants lit tapers on birthday cakes, the number lit indicating the person’s age, plus an extra one to represent the light of life. From earliest days burning tapers had been endued with mystical significance and it was believed that when blown out they had the power to grant a secret wish and ensure a happy year ahead.
And the last tradition I would like to tell you is called “The 5th of November”. On the 5th of November in almost every town and village in England you will see fire burning, fireworks, cracking and lighting up the sky. You will see too small groups of children pulling round in a home made cart, a figure that looks something like a man but consists of an old suit of clothes, stuffed with straw. The children will sing: “Remember, remember the 5th of November; Gun powder, treason and plot”. And they will ask passers-by for “a penny for the Guy” Butthe children with “the Guy” are not likely to know who or what day they are celebrating. They have done this more or less every 5th of November since 1605. At that time James the First was on the throne. He was hated with many people especialy the Roman catholics against whom many sever laws had been passed. A number of catholics chief of whom was Robert Catesby determined to kill the King and his ministers by blowing up the house of Parliament with gunpowder. To help them in this, they got Guy Fawkes, a soldier of fortune, who would do the actual work. The day fixed for attempt was the 5th of November, the day on which the Parliament was to open. But one of the conspirators had several friends in the Parliament, and he didn’t want them to die. So he wrote a letter to Lord Monteagle begging him to make some excuse to be absent from parliament if he valued his life. Lord Monteagle took the letter hurriedly to the King. Guards were sent at once to examine the cellars of the house of Parliament. And there they found Guy Fawkes about to fire a trail of gunpowder. He was tortured and hanged, Catesby was killed, resisting arrest in his own house. In memory of that day bonfires are still lighted, fireworks shoot across the November sky and figures of Guy Fawkes are burnt in the streets.