And there is fishing, nightingales, fragrant hay, and the sky is black, thick like velvet. Again, the Vorotnya River, swim - I don’t want to, village kids, mischievous, free. In a word, Kolka puffed and puffed over his textbooks all year. Not everything worked out, however, but my father praised me and patted me on the shoulder.
School ended... With the explosions of bombs, the glow of fires, the alarmed screams of women accompanying their men to the front - this is how Kolya Khrushchev's vacation began. My father was escorted to the front (he died near Rzhev in 1942), my mother grinded blanks for bombs at the Hammer and Sickle plant from morning to night, and often stayed from night to morning. Kolya suffered for a week and went to get a job. The workers took the cards and gave them out. Never mind that due to his short stature he could not reach the handles of the machine. What's the use of empty boxes? Not everything worked out right away, but he tried, oh, how hard he tried. He didn’t ask to go to the front: he couldn’t deceive the military commissar like other tall, healthy boys. He wasn’t exactly tall: about forty meters with a stool, as they say. I didn’t really grieve - there was no time for that: what a plan. Moreover, at night, lighters on the roofs had to be extinguished. Until the victory, Kolka Khrushchev, a boy from the Rogozhskaya outpost, worked at the Hammer and Sickle plant, was even awarded an order, then studied at the Federal Educational Institution, served in the army, got married, and had children.
And there was no need to fight! Perhaps only on the labor front.
And so life flowed on, like the Vorotnya River, over the bright pebbles, in which he did not have a chance to fish in the summer of 1941.
I didn’t notice how I earned a pension, raised my sons, and buried my wife.
But he doesn’t sit idle. And Nikolai Vasilyevich Khrushchev came to our school as a building worker. He can do everything: cut locks, fix desks, hang a board, install a faucet.
Small, thin, with a shabby brown briefcase, where everything is tidy, put away, a nut and a washer are laid out in boxes, he walks slowly around the school, and has time everywhere. Women teachers are not overjoyed: the doors don’t creak, the boards don’t crack, and the daredevil boys have quieted down. It turns out that Nikolai Vasilyevich organized a brigade and began to teach everyone the peasant business.
Nikolai Vasilyevich is not only skilled with a hammer and a screwdriver. He also played the button accordion, sang ditties and told us about his happy childhood. Yes, yes, happy! After all, his merit lies in the fact that our valiant fighters drove away the filthy fascist evil spirits from their native land.
Now Nikolai Vasilyevich is 82 years old. He is a frequent visitor to our school: he comes to the Rodina Museum, talks about his wartime childhood, and plays the button accordion. In the summer he gardens in the village.
It’s hard to say that we took patronage over him. He knows how to do everything and loves to do it himself. We are just friends with him and want to be as hardworking, conscientious and responsible as our dear Uncle Kolya.
Yulia BUNINA, 8th grade student at school No. 2087
Memory of the Heart
Perhaps there is no more terrible and difficult test for a person than war. Books and films... They can only bring us a little closer to the events of that time, but they will never fully convey the horror that our ancestors experienced. And what a pity that people still have not learned to resolve conflicts peacefully, dooming a huge number of innocent lives to death and suffering!
The lucky ones are those who managed to survive the grief of war and retain strength, faith in goodness and, most importantly, the desire to live. Such is the veteran whom I met this year: while taking part in the activities of the school museum, I met a wonderful person - Mikhail Mikhailovich Krupennikov. This acquaintance made me look at many things differently: the value of friendship, family, human life. I was amazed that Mikhail Mikhailovich, who experienced so many difficulties, who saw so many terrible things on his way, managed to maintain such an amazing love of life and good spirits, which I can only envy. Probably, after going through such a difficult path, you begin to truly appreciate life.
Thanks to the autobiographical stories of Mikhail Mikhailovich, the events of the war years became closer and clearer to me. I listened to the veteran, and it seemed to me that everything he was talking about happened yesterday...
Mikhail Mikhailovich was born in 1926. He remembers Moscow with cobblestone streets, low wooden buildings, and boys playing with a rag ball and shooting with a slingshot. In 1941, Mikhail Mikhailovich was only fifteen years old when, sitting in his room, he heard on the radio: the war had begun. The boys then grew up early, so Krupennikov went to work: his aunt got him a job at the Podemnik plant (now the plant is called Stankoliniya), where Mikhail Mikhailovich sawed out rifle stocks. Then the enterprise was evacuated to Tashkent, and Krupennikov got a job hemming felt boots for soldiers. What awaited Mikhail Mikhailovich next was general education, simple packing of things, a farewell, tears from his relatives, a recruiting station...
Krupennikov went through a difficult military path: he liberated Belarus, passed through East Prussia and reached Berlin, in the north-eastern part of which, as a signalman, he heard in his headphones: “On land, on water, in the air, the fighting has stopped. The war is over."
From the stories of Mikhail Mikhailovich, I especially remember one incident - an amazing example of comradely mutual assistance, without which people would not have been able to survive in the war. The incident occurred with Mikhail Mikhailovich on the border with Poland, during a night crossing across the Narew River. The width of the river was approximately a kilometer. A small bridge remains over the river. Mikhail Mikhailovich recalls: “The Germans did not bomb this bridge from the air. On the other side of the river we took a bridgehead, and the infantry had to cross the river. I was short and walked last. While the rockets are shining from the German side, the bridge is visible. The gun is on my shoulder. It’s like a rocket has gone out, it’s dark in your eyes, you can’t see the bridge. Suddenly my right leg went under the bridge and I fell, catching myself on a wooden beam. The river current was very strong. And what do you think is in my head right away? Family! I have 200 rounds of ammunition. And the Tatar was following me. He helped me get out and told me to go, tapping the rifle butt in front of me. That's how I passed. When we crossed over, all the cells on the shore were occupied. The river bank was very steep. Suddenly I saw that the sand on the shore behind me had collapsed. And my Tatar ended up under the sand. I knew he was there. We, the infantrymen, had a small shovel, and I helped him dig himself out. I hit him on the helmet, the Tatar came to his senses. At that moment I thought: “He saved me on the water, and I saved him on land.” Later, when we reached the trench, the Tatar disappeared, I never saw him again.”
This story made me think about how fragile human life is, especially in war. How amazing it is that a person’s fate is decided by some chance, by luck! What did people think about when they were on the border of life and death? About loved ones, loved ones, about family! I think, largely due to the fact that people went into battle with thoughts of protecting their loved ones, our people were able to win.
Mikhail Mikhailovich donated to the school museum a belt with which he went through his entire military journey, and a booklet containing his own poems and stories. As a member of the museum, I am working to ensure that Krupennikov’s work is published. When conducting excursions at school, I always talk about the fate of this amazing man, who together with our people defended the freedom of the Motherland, the right to life, the right to the happiness of children and grandchildren - to our happiness.
Sofia LUKANOVA, 10th grade student at school No. 1222
And let us not forget these years...
The war years are getting further and further away from us. Seventy years have already passed since Victory Day - the greatest day in the life of our great-grandfathers, but the memory of those who, at the cost of their own lives, brought this day closer and won our peaceful present, will not fade.
I want to tell you about my great-grandfather Nikolai Fedorovich Kosov. He was born in 1906 in Kyiv into a working-class family. After completing his military service in the Red Army, my great-grandfather studied at a leather technical school and received a specialty as a technologist of leather and fur raw materials.
For almost ten pre-war years, he worked at the Darnitsky meat processing plant and by the beginning of the war he held the position of production manager. Peaceful profession, peaceful life... And suddenly war!
Since the beginning of the Great Patriotic War, Nikolai Fedorovich was in the active army. He had the rank of senior lieutenant, he knew how to lead people, he knew chemistry well as a technologist, so his great-grandfather was appointed head of the chemical protection service of the 339th airfield maintenance battalion, and on August 5, 1941 - head of the group for supporting the combat work of bomber regiments with incendiary substances at the "Ostraya Mogila" airfield in the Lugansk region. (Today, this earth is once again restless!)
The airfield was subjected to massive systematic bombing by the Nazis. But, despite the mortal danger, our soldiers worked around the clock: they dropped tons of incendiary substances onto the Dnieper crossings so that the enemy would not pass through the Dnieper. In addition, the great-grandfather was ordered to remove fourteen carriages of aviation chemical bombs located at the airfield from enemy attack. For three days without sleep or rest, under continuous enemy fire, personnel worked under the leadership of Senior Lieutenant Kosov. How difficult it was for him and his comrades! After all, they could die at any moment! But the combat mission was completed.
Our family keeps an award sheet with a brief summary of my great-grandfather’s personal military feat, for which he was awarded the Order of the Red Star. The commander characterizes Nikolai Kosov as a courageous and courageous fighter, a responsible and experienced specialist, a competent mentor and an authoritative leader.
The war was going on, and my great-grandfather’s military journey continued. In 1942-1943 he took part in the battle for the Caucasus. Nazi Germany, Romania and Slovakia wanted to conquer the Caucasus, since it was the main source of oil for the entire territory of the USSR. However, the enemy’s plans were destroyed thanks to the heroic efforts of the command and soldiers of the Red Army, among whom was Nikolai Kosov, who was awarded the medal “For the Defense of the Caucasus” for his courage and heroism. My great-grandfather completed his military service in 1956 with the rank of major, having among his military awards two Orders of the Red Star and medals.
Unfortunately, I did not know my great-grandfather; he died long before I was born. But, studying family archives about my great-grandfather’s military and post-war journey and listening to my grandfather’s memories of his father, I understand that his life story served as an example for my grandfather and determined his profession. My grandfather Nikolai Yuryevich is a professional military man, a retired colonel, who devoted his entire life to serving the Fatherland.
I am proud of my family's history and its heroes. Most Russian families have their own heroes who defeated fascism. They all fulfilled their duty to the end and showed courage and bravery. And we must do everything possible to preserve their memory and preserve peace in honor of this memory.
Egor IVANOV, 7th grade student at school No. 1359
And keeping those days in my memory...
This year marks a significant date - the 70th anniversary of Victory in the Great Patriotic War. War is a terrible word, it is the most difficult test for everyone. War brings pain and loss, cruelty and destruction, grief, death, suffering. Children are the most defenseless at this time. Their childhood is irretrievably gone, replaced by losses and deprivations. Children who survived the war will never forget it...
We were thinking about the recklessness of war at the student council, and our classmate remembered her neighbor Vera Vasilyevna Sudnikova. This year she will turn 89 years old; her childhood was during the difficult war years. She saw the harsh face of war, looked into its merciless eyes. Vera Vasilievna is a very sociable, cheerful person. We decided to meet her and talk.
During our visit, Vera Vasilievna told us the story of her life. Many years have passed since the end of the war, but it is very difficult for her to remember this terrible time.
“...It was a sunny summer day. My girlfriends and younger children and I were playing in the yard. The adults were not at home when the start of the war was announced on the radio. I will never forget how people from our village, having heard the news about the beginning of the war, went out into the street. Old people, women and children were crying. Soon our mother came from the field, and my sister and brother and I surrounded her and began vying with each other to talk about the fact that the war had begun. This is how we first felt what great grief was. In our village, we heard less and less joyful laughter, more and more crying and bitter tears, because every day we all accompanied someone to the front. Subpoenas arrived, and the men went to the front. My father, Vasily Vasilyevich Martynov, volunteered for the front at the end of August 1941. Very soon, only women, old people and children remained in our village. And this year there was a very good harvest, and all the worries fell on the shoulders of women and teenagers. We threshed grain, dug potatoes, carried sacks of beets. At the end of October, teenagers also began to be drafted. I was among them. I had just turned 15 years old, my sister was 11 years old, and my younger brother was 8 years old. Me, the eldest, and several other girls from our and neighboring villages were taken to dig trenches.
As I remember now, they brought us to the village of Lebedyan, which is on the border with the Oryol region. It was very difficult for us girls: we had never left so far from our home. We were assigned to homes. Every day from morning to evening we went into the field to dig anti-tank trenches 3 meters wide and 1.5 meters deep. Almost every day German reconnaissance planes flew over us, and it’s good that they didn’t bomb. And we slept wherever we had to: some in the barn, and some just on the grass in the garden. This Lebedyan is etched in my memory by the fact that there was very little water in this village. There was one well for everyone, and it filled up when a strong wind blew, and the rest of the time it was empty. I remember these long lines for water with cans, cans, buckets, people stocked up on water for future use until the next windy day. The time was hot and windless. We came from the field after work, and there was no water. Sometimes, when we had some strength left, we went to a spring that was located nearby. This place, where there was always water, was guarded by sentries so that no one could contaminate the water. They were very afraid of fascist provocations. We dug trenches for more than a month, and finally we were sent home, although not for long. So we, children and teenagers, did everything we could for the future Victory. Oh, how we waited for it and hoped that the war was about to end, but it just lasted and lasted! All this time, mother and younger children, and all the women and old people of our village, tried to bring victory closer with their feasible work. We plowed, sowed, harvested and handed everything over to the front, leaving a small part for ourselves just to survive until spring. Fortunately, the Germans did not reach our place, and we survived. True, almost no one returned from the front..."
Our visit did not last very long, since Vera Vasilievna quickly got tired, and the memories were difficult. Vera Vasilievna refused the offer of help around the house, explaining that she has many relatives and they help her and look after her. We decided to thank her for her hospitality and gave her a blanket and a soft pillow for her feet. The next time we tried not to talk about the war years at all, it was so difficult not only for Vera Vasilyevna, but also for us.
Historians can scrupulously count the number of divisions that took part in a particular battle, the number of burned villages, destroyed cities... But they cannot tell what they felt, what they thought, what our grandfathers and great-grandfathers dreamed of, those who are on their shoulders endured all the hardships of that terrible, but GREAT war. What can you, living in the 21st century, tell your friends, your children, and all of humanity?
Today our loved ones, Vera Vasilievna’s peers, are the last witnesses of those tragic days. We must preserve their memories as pieces of history that are inseparable from what happened before we were born.
Let's preserve the memory and pass it on to future generations.
Anastasia KOZHEVNIKOVA, 8th grade student at school No. 2110 “MOK Maryino”
The results of the Olympiad participants, students in grades 1-11, are taken into account when calculating the school rankings.
To calculate the ranking of schools, only the results of the Main Stage of the Olympiad are used. Achievements of participants in nominations, in the Final Prize Game and in competitions do not affect the ranking of schools. The results are transferred to calculate the ranking of schools automatically after the publication of the final results of the Main Stage. To link the results to the school, the school’s login in the Statgrad system, specified by the participant during registration, is used.
As in previous seasons, to calculate the ranking of schools, 1 diploma per parallel with the maximum result is taken into account.
Namely:
Next, we quote an excerpt from the rules (Block 6) for calculating school ratings in 2017. Please note that a school receives the maximum coefficient if it has at least 4 awarded participants in different parallels (teams or individual), of which at least 2 are winners. It does not matter how many schoolchildren take part in the Olympics from each parallel. The quantity does not affect the result.
The results of students’ participation in the city Olympiads “Museums” are taken into account. Parks. Estates" and "The connection between generations will not be interrupted." The rating points of educational organizations are multiplied by a coefficient calculated depending on the level of performance (in total for both Olympiads):
Heroes are alive as long as we remember them. We remember their great feat. A memorable event took place in the Hall of Fame of the Central Museum of the Great Patriotic War on Poklonnaya Hill - the meta-subject Olympiad “The connection of generations will not be interrupted.” It was attended by schoolchildren from grades 5 to 11 and students from colleges subordinate to the Moscow Department of Education.
Igor PAVLOV, Deputy Head of the Moscow Department of Education:
– It’s not for nothing that this meta-subject Olympiad has the motto “The connection between generations will not be interrupted.” Because it is the continuity of connections between generations that is the key to stability, success and prosperity of our Motherland. When the older generation passes on its experience to the younger generation, already living in the information world. And due to such continuity, we become one nation, one people. And as long as we are united, we are invincible.
The event has been held by the City Methodological Center and the Center for Teaching Excellence for the fourth year. Each time the number of participants increases. This year, more than 14 thousand children met veterans of the Great Patriotic War, the Armed Forces, law enforcement agencies, and pedagogical work and prepared an essay about their military path, as well as about significant events that changed their lives.
Lyubov, winner of the meta-subject Olympiad “The connection between generations will not be interrupted 2017”:
– I wrote about my great-grandfather Rostislav Nikolaevich Dubrovin, who went through the war and died in 2000. My great-grandfather was a sapper, he cleared mines on roads and died as a result of injury; when he cleared mines in a swampy area after the war, he was stunned and therefore he often lost consciousness after the war.
The ceremony was attended by honored guests - war and labor veterans. All of them today spoke with particular trepidation and pride about how important it is to hold such events among the younger generation. And they never stopped thanking the organizers, because the most important thing for them, as heroes, is to preserve the memory of the great victory.
Alexander LITVINTSEV, WWII veteran:
– This is a very important topic especially for the younger generation, since we must remember who took part in this war, what he did for this war, and most importantly, remember those who did not return from this war. We are now conducting lessons on courage with schoolchildren and sometimes you ask a 4th grade student - what did this war give you? And he answers - life! And this is for us the most basic response of the little man, he realized that this cruel war gave him life.
Hundreds of winners and thousands of prize-winners of the Olympiad received diplomas and memorable gifts on this day. The main goal of the event - introducing children to patriotism and preserving the historical heritage of the country - was achieved. According to the organizers of the holiday, as long as there is such a huge response and interest in their history among young people, the connection between generations will never be interrupted.
Requirements for the design of an essay by a participant in the Moscow Meta-Subject
Olympiad “The connection between generations will not be interrupted”
1. The essay is accepted as a file in pdf format containing printed text and
inserted images.
2. A4 sheet format, portrait orientation, Times New Roman font, size 14,
interval 1.5, left margin – 20 mm; right margin – 10 mm; top margin – 10 mm; bottom field –
3. The volume of the essay is up to 2 pages of printed text. Minor is allowed
exceeding the size of the essay. Inserted images (maximum 3) can enlarge
number of pages of work.
4. The file with the text of the essay and photographs is saved in .pdf format. Size
The resulting file should not exceed 5 megabytes.
Below I offer several examples of how others did essays. By the way, these essays are winners!
“The connection between generations will not be interrupted!”
It has been a good tradition in the thirty-year history of our school to meet with veterans of the Great Patriotic War, Afghan and Chechen events, home front workers and even those who are called “children of war.”
If you knew how they are received by the students and teachers of the school! They prepare concert numbers, souvenirs, draw posters, postcards... The school blossoms from the admiring glances of children, “trembles” from stormy enthusiastic applause; no one hides tears of gratitude to such amazing people.
After one of these meetings, we, 10th grade students, approached a very modest man - a guest of the school - Vladislav Nikolaevich Motyzhenkov. Here's what we learned about this man.
Vladislav Nikolaevich was born in 1938 into the family of a builder. The mother was involved in raising the children. The life of an ordinary family was the same as the life of most families in our country.
The fateful date - June 22, 1941 - radically turned his life upside down. In the summer of 1941, my father was mobilized to the front, leaving my 70-year-old grandfather as the eldest. Little Vladik was 3 years old when the war began, but from childhood he still retained the taste of bread with the addition of quinoa, cake, linden leaves... But everyone lived like that, no one complained, the main thing was the dream of victory, the dream of a peaceful life. Vladislav grew up, studied, worked on a collective farm in the summer, and was drafted into the army as a construction corps. Thus began another and very important milestone in the life of our hero. He forever remembered November 10, 1957, the day of conscription, and December 5 of the same year, when he took the oath and remained faithful to it until the end.
Studying at the regimental sergeant school and long-term service in the town of Tuchkovo near Moscow strengthened his character and instilled a love for the army, with which Motyzhenkov V.N. tied his fate.
Vladislav studied a lot, listened to the advice and instructions of his elders. How useful these life lessons were to him when he became a teacher himself! How many young people did he help choose a path in life and instill a love for the profession of military construction.
Russia is famous for its teachers,
The disciples bring glory to her.
Among the graduates are Motyzhenkova V.N. heads of large construction departments, Vladislav Nikolaevich’s special pride is Army General N.P. Abroskin, head of the Federal Special Construction Service of the Russian Federation.
The connection between generations will not be interrupted! After being transferred to the reserve, Motyzhenkova V.N. maintains contact with the Armed Forces, actively participates in the work of the Council of Military Service Veterans under the Spetsstroy of the Russian Federation, and assists the military registration and enlistment office during the preparation of young people for conscription into the army.
Motyzhenkov V.N. - a wonderful family man. His daughters saw how carefully their father treated his mother and his wife’s mother (their fathers passed away early) and, having become adults, they keep the warmth of the family hearth, cherish their parents and family traditions.
The best platoon commander of the Federal Service for Special Construction of the Russian Federation, deputy company commander for political affairs, company commander, for ten years - Glavspetsstroy, awarded the awards of the Motherland, including the title of "excellent student of military construction." President of the Russian Federation V.V. Putin highly appreciated the activities of the Russian Spetsstroy team, noting the worthy contribution of the Federal Special Construction Service to strengthening the economic and defense power of our state. Motyzhenkov V.N. – a worthy veteran of Spetsstroy of Russia, who has done a lot for the successful activities of his team.
Vladislav Nikolaevich is a frequent guest at schools in our Solntsevsky district of the Western district of Moscow. This is a very modest person. He doesn't pretend to be a hero or boast about his awards. He faithfully serves his Motherland, loves people endlessly and tactfully teaches this to the younger generation. We are glad to make our new acquaintance and gladly offered to help in systematizing his archival documents, photographs, and in creating a personal website. Vladislav Nikolaevich asked to teach him how to communicate on the Odnoklassniki social network and use Skype. We willingly took on the role of teachers. It’s a pleasure to communicate with such a “student”.
Heroes are the best people of their country; and not only those who accomplished a military feat, but something important, necessary for the country, its well-being and culture, for the life of every compatriot
THE CONNECTION OF GENERATIONS WILL NOT BE BREAKED - an essay about the combat path of veterans “The connection of generations will not be interrupted”
