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What to tell children about the Victory?

the Victory Day are an awe of soul and conscience. I cannot treat this day as to just output with shish kebabs at the dacha. Though at the dacha where look - to these a holiday and comes to an end. to Tell

about war, about what we were told in the childhood and that is shown now it is necessary. When with children you speak about this war - just you explain something or you give them stories of grandmothers and grandfathers, - it is always sick and close to heart. I do not know why so. Probably, somewhere remains of the Soviet education. Or so my country sits in my conscience. To me it is especially painful for it in days of celebration of the Great Victory.

When I asked the people who were simply living at this time and even if not being at war “that it was - the Victory?“ - I was always answered: “It was all“. And without set of words, emotions. In general they told about war somehow almost without emotions. But and such words that the soul turned over.

... My grandmother Lida went 17 - to work as the summer girl. Her are a daughter of the victim of political repression and the shot father - took to count money in factory cash desk. She said that when did reports on money, sometimes till the morning recalculated all sums if the divergence though on kopek turned out.

In the mornings it took the younger brother, the uncle Borja, and they went to the wood, collected wild strawberry. And then sold for kopeks to soldiers at the station. It was necessary to live somehow. The uncle Borja said that he asked then more him not to take in the wood, it is better all house will wash up. To it was years 5. The great-grandmother Olya him the pregnant woman was when the great-grandfather Petya was arrested and shot on January 1, 1938.

The grandmother`s elder brother died at bombardment of their echelon on the way on the front. To it was not 20 - ti years.

Still she told about echelons with Estonians and Latvians who were carried through Tchebarkul (The Chelyabinsk Region, it from there). As they starved and cried that they to them gave though something to eat. Carried in tovarnik. She told me about it somewhere in the middle of 80 - x. I did not understand it is well as it could be? And about the great-grandfather of the victim of political repression told too. It was just her life...

And still she told that she got acquainted with the evacuated girl is more senior than it whether from Moscow, whether from St. Petersburg. That taught the rural girl to do a hair and to sew. Brought together her somehow on dances yes so dressed up and decorated that the grandfather just did not recognize her.

The grandfather in 16 went to work to shop in Tchebarkul. It has a certificate of reception No. 1. In general not especially about war told. Worked. Did details for aircraft engines. It was hungry. Very hungrily. First wars them were rescued by an opportunity to take the rejected bread from a bakery. Then and this bread began to sell and distribute. And in families not on one - two children were. Our great-grandmothers...

When I the first time found the grandmother`s and grandfather`s medals “For Valorous Work in the Great Patriotic War of 1941 - 1945“, was even surprised - veterans have always so many medals. And at mine only on one. These medals lay always together. And they never put on them. Though, perhaps, also put on, but I for some reason do not remember it.

In Kaslyakh the grandfather Vitya (the father`s father) was not released on the front. It had a factory reservation. In war they buried the senior daughter Olya. In a class it was knocked, the inflammation went. Carried to hospital to Sverdlovsk. There speak: late... The grandmother Zoya collected the church books stored in a family with rich salaries (the great-grandfather was a head of church choir) and carried away in church. There exchanged on kulechek buckwheat and oil. My father was born in 1946, and all life he was called “unplanned“.

The grandfather of the husband was contused. Decided that died. When carried to bury, approached to say goodbye to it the fellow countryman saw that that is living. The grandfather returned from war, but did not hear all life on one ear. The grandfather`s medals - the first that gets the daughter on May 9. And the grandmother remained with five children in the village. From hunger they were rescued left the grandfather a separator and a bull.

The second grandfather in war was killed near Leningrad. The father of the husband was 4 years old.

The hostess of the apartment on which I lived the student Maria Ignatyevna, told about war quietly and somehow tenderly. As waited. As a log dragged off the only time in life. At the front (regular officer), she has a husband on hands two little daughters and sick mother. The strongest on emotions that she told, it as the husband from war returned. It worked in a savings bank. He entered their room, was bent to it through a window, grabbed in an armful and told: “Manyunechka you mine!“ Speaks, it was a shame to it. But it is happy, probably, as never in life.

... Prepared somehow documents on stories of library of the Ural polytechnical institute (now URFA) in the years of war. A lot of things learned. As accepted funds of other libraries - the postponed books were measured on kilometers. As wrote explanatory for one - two-minute delay from - for the sick child. As worked to 10 - ti evenings. As closed in a reading room the student in the winter for the night - and again wrote explanatory. As employees of library listened to scientific lectures about the last achievements of science and technology and learned foreign languages. As the sister of my kaslinsky grandfather Tan worked in bibliographic department.

In each family the history of the Victory. I can and has to leave mine to the children. Thanks to them, our family and not native grandfathers and grandmothers.

Few years ago drove the car in the evening and towards the column of military equipment went to Victory Day parade rehearsal. When carried T - 34, at me tears for some reason gathered in the eyes.