Letters about information

THE BOOK HELPS TO GROW

In the pre-war years, a boy lived in the village of Zayukove who lost his parents early and yet did not feel like an orphan: Murzabek took care of Nurbi. From him heard the grandson of the tradition of antiquity. Nurbi loved the music of the native Kabardian language, reached for the reading, received first books from grandfather's hands.

Uncle Kharabi was at Nurbi's. In 1942, he finished school and went to the front with his classmates. He gave his books at farewell to a well-read person by the years( by that time Nurbi had finished third grade) to his nephew: "Save your grandfather and books."

The boy thought: Uncle left for a short while, will break the fascists and come home. But the village broke into the enemy. They burned the house. He remembered Nurbi, how the books he had given his uncle burned. Something was saved - at nights Nurbi instilled books under the apple tree.

Now Nurbi Khudinovich Zhilyaev is a teacher of the Russian language and literature of the 4th high school in the village of Zayukovo of the Kabardino-Balkarian ASSR.All his life he collected books. And now for twenty years, as the doors of the teacher's house of Zhilyaev have been opened for all fellow villagers who like to read. Rescued once books formed the basis of the public library named after Kharabi Zhilyaev. There are several thousand volumes in its fund.

For many years the young villagers gather in the house of Zhilyaev. They helped their teacher and in collecting materials for the local history book, over which he worked.

It happens that book lovers come to Nurbi Khudinovich from other regions, and everyone receives a kind advice from the owner - an experienced book reader, hears the warm word of the hostess Taisiya Moiseyevna - she is also a teacher. The teacher was the daughter of the same Kharabi, who was brought up in the house and whose name the library was named, - Rosa.

All the children of Zhilyaev passed through the school of education: Arsen, Madina, Ruslan. Schoolchildren helped their parents compose catalogs, card indexes, interlace books, attracted peers to this work, participated in the creation of a local history museum in their native village. For many years the museum was also in Zhilyaev's house, by the way. Now the village council allocated a special room for him.

Every Zhilyaev has a sense of unity with our multinational culture. Here is how Madina wrote in one of the school works: "My dad is a Kabardian, my mother is an Ossetian. A friend's father is a Tatar, his mother is Russian. In Dushanbe, there is another girlfriend who has a Tajik father and an Ossetian mother. Each of us knows two or three languages, but we correspond in Russian, because we love this language very much and consider it our own. If I am asked what kind of nationality I am, I will proudly answer: "Soviet!"

L. Chubaroy, Moscow

RADIO NEED ALL

I'll tell everything in order and you'll understand why I started writing about this. .. From another citya fourteen-year-old niece came to visit me. She studies in the eighth grade and even in a music school. She really wanted to buy records. Has bought or purchased. I asked her:

- Do you listen to radio, Natasha, because the program has a lot of interesting for you music and other programs?

Natasha replied that they do not have a radio at home. I was very surprised, and the girl explained to me that they have a stereo harvester, but it is rarely included. How can it be so - to deprive a teenager of such an interlocutor at his age?

Then I was convinced that many families do not keep an ordinary loudspeaker in the apartment. This, in my opinion, great impoverishes the lives of children. .. The opportunity to introduce a small child to his native language, with the right speech, to hear tales and poems performed by the masters of the word is missing. Of course, the technology is moving forward, stereo combines, tape recorders, and VCRs have appeared, but the radio still has not lost its importance for children and adults.

N. Eremicheva, Moscow

SONG SALES

I was always very worried that I can not give my children more time and attention than I would like. Of course, we read fairy tales, poems, watch cartoons, go to the puppet theater. But this is not often. Yes, and children are different in age, in terms of interests: a daughter is five years old, her son is a third year old.

And now, quite unexpectedly for myself, I made a small discovery, found the interest that united both children. Since recently, we began to sing songs before going to sleep. At first they were lullabies, then I began to sing to them "grown-ups" unnoticed. At first they only listened, then they began to sing along with me. Especially they were fond of "Eaglet", "Victory Day", "Alyosha", "Near the village of Kryukovo", "A young Cossack is walking around the Don".

What is interesting - the children not only sing and listen, but also ask to explain the meaning of a word or event. The son, for example, asks what war is, Motherland. My daughter wants to know how the Soviet soldiers drove the fascists from our land, liberated other countries.

I sing and tell the children about the heroism of the Soviet soldiers, the whole people, about courage and fortitude, about the need to protect their Motherland. The fact that without peace it is not possible to build a house, raise a child, do not feed the hungry. And about many other things. After all, there is no such event that would not be reflected in the song. I realized that the song is the source of knowledge and feelings, and while children are attracted to the song, we must not miss the opportunity to expand their horizons. I believe that these knowledge is valuable and that based on emotions, go through the heart. And again: the songs brought me closer to the guys.

O. Khodakovskaya, Khmelnitsky

AGAINST WAR

. .. In this family they like to listen to the song "The Blue Handkerchief" performed by Claudia Shulzhenko. It's a favorite record of Grandfather, a participant of the Great Patriotic War. The granddaughter listens to the words of the song, the "grandfather's song" falls into the soul. ..

. .. During his trip to Leningrad, his father brought his son to the Piskarevskoye cemetery. He told me how many years in a row someone brought lollipops to the grave of a boy who died during the blockade from hunger: before his death the boy raved about candy. The son was shocked by this, history. The terrible face of the war suddenly opened to him.

The current rising generation has grown under a peaceful sky. But children should know about the war. Our memory is a curse to the war, because destruction, suffering, death are associated with the war. We must give our children a hatred for war, respect for those who defended peace on earth.

Children live with feelings. Therefore, we must strive to ensure that everything that children learn about the war, worried them, evoked empathy. Then you can count on the fact that the children will understand and share the feelings of people who survived the war.

V. Kuprov, teacher, Ryazan

PLAYING TO THE FAIRYDALE

I want to share one of my ideas - how can you set up a theater with children? I helped in this case.

Once in our house the light suddenly turned off. The children played in the room, I was in the kitchen, but rushed to them. Nothing is visible, even scary. She took out the flashlight, turned it on - it was more fun. Dima rejoiced, grabbed it and let's jump. And my own self suddenly broke out: "Suddenly a little mosquito is flying from somewhere, and a small flashlight is burning in his hand. .." My boys are very fond of this book of KI Chukovsky, they know the poems by heart.

- And let me, - I suggested, - Lena( her four years) will be a Fly, Dima( to him six) - a Komarik, and I - a Spider.

And now our Fly found a money, bought a samovar,

invited us to tea. Here, Dima and I were in turn "cockroaches", then "bukachechkami."There was also the Butterfly-beauty who was treated and treated, and she flirted, turned away. ..

We played a fairy tale. The light has already appeared, but the children demand: "Mala, let's start from the very beginning!" So we accidentally became actors. Playing a fairy tale was very fond of children.

Another time, the children themselves invented something of their own, yes so ingenious!"And if," I thought, "to make simple costumes and decorating imagery, then fantasy will work as well!"

L. Volodina, Perm

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I'm sixty, and I have two pretty grandsons of nine and elevenyears. Once on vacation, I decided to introduce them to the world of art. In the city where they live, there is a drama theater and a puppet theater. But boys are indifferent to them. Then I suggested that they be not spectators, but artists, arrange their puppet theater. For a long time we were preparing dolls. Grandchildren learned a lot: molded, sewed, painted, built. And learned a lot.

Parents, coming from work, were happy and also included in our affairs. In the evenings, the audience came to us. How they laughed, how they applauded at our performances!

I again spend my next vacation with my grandchildren. We have a new game. ..

V. Dushkin, Stupino, Moscow Region

HOBBIES DIVIDED

GUYS For many years Valery Krekshin, a military man, collected newspapers from different times. His home collection has more than three and a half thousand exhibits. Newspaper editions of times of revolution and civil war, the Great Patriotic War and the post-war period are presented.

Like every real collector, Valery always willingly shares his knowledge, the joy of discoveries and discoveries with other people. At such meetings, the most attentive and grateful listeners are the children. It was the children who suggested Valery Vasilyevich to create in the 147th school of Kharkov, where his daughters study, the Pioneer Press Museum. Long and stubborn searches of the first issues of Pioneer's Truth, Young Lenin, Zorky, and Pioneer began. If you look at where the exhibits were sent from, you can safely say that the school museum was helped to create the entire country.

Thanks to Valery Vasilievich, the children joined in an interesting business, and at the same time became active subscribers and readers of pioneer newspapers and magazines.

S. Abarbarchuk, Kiev

LET THE CHILDREN DANCE

We have two children. Alenushka moved to the ninth grade, Dima - in the fourth. Alenka is already engaged in the ensemble of ballroom dancing for the fifth year. He also infected his younger brother with his enthusiasm. The ensemble "Horizon" at the Palace of Culture "Metalist" they visit together.

First we treated children without enthusiasm. They thought: in business - and well. But, faced with the work of the team, they appreciated the beneficial influence of the dances on the children. The children became more organized, more organized, pulled themselves up externally and internally, began to appreciate and save time.

Now our children do not face hypodynamia. In ballroom dances, a positive emotional charge is also added to a variety of physical exertion: beautiful music, plastic movements. And the most amazing thing is that the children work in the ensemble before the seventh sweat, not because they are forced to do it, but simply by themselves they want to achieve special expressiveness, such as it should. The guys love their team, they are happy with the successful performance of their comrades, encourage each other, learn not to lose heart, to endure failures and achieve victory.

Constant communication between boys and girls during the dance is also beneficial for children: the girls are holding with dignity, the boys are chivalrously guarding them. It was the dances that taught our son good manners. Dima always gives way to a woman, when she leaves the transport, she gives her hand to her mother, her sister, her classmate.

We share with the children the trouble, the excitement associated with the contest performances of the ensemble: here and the preparation of costumes, and pre-trip fees, and many other concerns. Contacts are being established, our relations with children are strengthening. This is very important. ..

Family of Sukachev, Kharkov

THE SON OF THE DOG

The son has long asked to take a puppy to the house. But I categorically refused him, referred to neighbors, convinced that the dog needs a complex care. If I honestly admit, it was all about me: since childhood I have been dislike, even disgust, for dogs and cats. I was told that they are a source of dirt, infection. And I could not help it.

Once, after returning from the delivery of correspondence( son and daughter, schoolchildren, help me in the work at the post office), the son took out of the net a tiny kitten. With enthusiasm he began to tell: the driver was driving at a great speed, but noticing the puppy on the road, he braked and saved his life. I could not object to my son's desire to help a small abandoned creature.

And now the children faithfully take care of Druzhk, with a willingness and ease to rise at night, to change his bedding, feed him from the bottle. I see that this is true compassion and sincere care. Without a Friend, the life of my children would be much poorer. I look at the happy face of my son. How long he went to his happiness! My son was waiting for this day for eight years. ..

M.A.Sanovoy, Tashkent

LOVE TO ORLOVSKY

During the war, in 1942, Oryol trotters were taken to our Kemerovo region. Hardly placed them in unsuitable premises. And the next year, despite the hard times, for the handsome Oryol built good stables. The horses were so good that they admired everything from small to large. Especially the boys. They helped adults take care of horses.

There are now more than two hundred Oryol trotters in Trochsche. Contain their families. A small equestrian section is opened, where the children are taught riding. For classes, we also bought horses of the Budenny breed. Schoolchildren prepare their own food, put things in order in the stable, take care of their horses.

In the Kazakh folk epic, a horse under the legendary nickname Tulpar is a winged horse. Tulparov of the Don and the oldest Akhalteke breed are grown at the Lugovsk stud farm in the Dzhambul region. This plant was created half a century ago on the initiative of Marshal of the Soviet Union S. Budyonny. And what is interesting is that in the children's and youth school at the stud farm they gladly bring their sons' sons to study the art of riding. They dream of seeing them as dashing, brave riders.

N. Navrotsky, Kemerovo region