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    PLACE BIRCH!

    We, the adults, very often tell the children the correct phrases about nature, and sometimes they do it in their eyes, from which the children's souls shudder.

    Once I was in a forest with a group of neighbor children. We were sitting in a forest clearing and to the sweet pain in our chest rejoiced over the charms of nature. A large jamb of wild geese appeared high in the sky. He walked in a straight line, pushing his own way with a sharp chest. Suddenly the forest silence was violated by shots, but the jamb continued its way as if nothing had happened. And only one bird broke the order, quickly waved its wings, began to descend lower and lower and fell behind the lake, in the reeds. With bated breath, we followed her with sad looks until the end. A few minutes later a man appeared from the reeds - he was holding a bloody bird by the neck. ..

    Somewhere I read from Sukhomlinsky that the one who loves, protects nature and everything alive, will never become a traitor to the Motherland, will not be on the bad road, does not offend a person, does not humiliate his dignity. Hence, fostering love for nature, we bring up love and devotion to motherland, at the same time, kindness, decency.

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    I have known Lidia Nikolayevna Khoroshurin for many years and I never cease to admire her constant careful and careful dialogue with nature. LN Khoroshurina, a teacher, understood, respected, loved, and cherished nature handed over to many young people and her sons Alexander and Victor, cadets of the Kaliningrad Military Aviation Technical College, who have become worthy sons of our Motherland. I remember how they had planted birch trees by their boys.

    I. Kondratenko, Moscow

    IN THE FOREST WALK

    Now they talk a lot about the importance of developing children's interest and love for nature. I think that many things parents can do for themselves. Unfortunately, they are not always on top.

    Here's the boy all night in the yard holding a kitten in his hands, stroking it and telling everyone who stops: "Take a kitten! Look at what a fluffy, real Siberian. It's not my fault that I have a deuce. "

    The child can not throw the kitten out of the house. He understands that he needs care, good treatment. How touching and even self-sacrificing are often children in relation to animals! It's bad if the parents do not share these feelings.

    Or take a walk in the forest, the zoo. What the child will take out of it depends on the parents.

    . .. Early summer morning. The whole forest is ringing. Teach your son or daughter to distinguish the voices of even a few birds you know yourself. And if there are binoculars - very good. Hover it on the bird, show the child its coloring, observe its habits. Maybe the parents themselves will look in the magazine "Young Naturalist" or "Forest Newspaper" V. Bianchi. There, by the way, there are drawings of different tracks of birds. Forest discoveries will teach a child to preserve nature.

    I. Ivanter, head of the biological circle,

    , Moscow

    MAP IN THE CHILDREN'S ROOM

    Walking with a small son through the village, we introduced him to nature, the collective farm economy. Sasha very early received an idea about the village, its inhabitants, agricultural work. In time, he and others visited neighboring cities, then Cheboksary, Kazan, Kuibyshev and Ulyanovsk regions, Krasnodar and Stavropol regions.

    And in the children's room we hung up a map. On it were found the places that visited, remembered what they saw. The little son could tell about the Museum of Lenin, about the brave commander Vasily Ivanovich Chapayev, about many cities. I saw it develops speech, memory.

    I also introduced my son to a map of minerals. The game, who more quickly and more will find oil, brown and coal deposits on the map, liked Sasha. Preparing for her, the son studied for hours on the map.

    The political map of the world also carried away the boy. Sasha immediately found on it the Soviet Union, the capital of our homeland - Moscow. During the World Festival of Youth and Students, we marked with flags the countries that sent their representatives to Moscow.

    Together with his son they often viewed the maps of the Great Patriotic War. I told him about the offensive of our army.

    When Sasha went to school, all the teachers marked his development, ingenuity. And it all started with a card in the children's room.

    I. Russanov, Ibresi village, Chuvash ASSR

    FROM THE FATHER IN THE LEGACY OF

    I taught at the vocational school, Lena Levasheva was my student. The seventeen-year-old girl chose the profession of the controller OT K. She first attracted attention with her first composition. Her judgments differed in depth, did not contain anything stencilled, erased. Even if she wrote like everyone else, on a given topic, in words the independence of thought was felt in some way, the living soul could be guessed. I was interested: who are Lena's parents? We met and I wanted to tell about Lena's father, Leonid Grigorevich Levashev. Why specifically about the father? I will reply with the words of Nikolai Mikhailovich Karamzin: "Without good fathers, there is no good education. .."

    Leonid Grigorievich Levashev is an engineer, he manages the design office, he himself says: "Technician".The circle of his interests is so wide that another humanist can not keep up. He generously shares with his son and daughter everything that lives himself.

    Children grew up, and Leonid Grigoryevich thought about how to bring up in them, "in his words," the sense of the Fatherland "... Leonid Grigorievich believes: the great feeling of the Fatherland will not grow stronger if a person does not leave his native land,will not touch her shrines.

    In 1980, when the 600th anniversary of the Battle of Kulikovo was celebrated, Leonid Grigorievich and his son Dima undertook to collect materials on this historic event. Soon so much has accumulated, that they decided to make an album. Agreed on vacation to go to the site of the Battle of Kulikovo, visit the Old Simonov Monastery, where the buried Resettlement. From the field of Kulikov interest moved on - to the Battle of Poltava, to Borodino. Finally - to the battle with the fascists on the Kursk Bulge. Leonid Grigorievich saw how events of distant history revived for his son, and he was happy with his idea with the album of four great battles for the Motherland.

    I saw this interesting album. He was very lovingly decorated by the senior and younger Levashovs. It contains maps, diagrams, drawings, photographs.

    In the Levashev family they like to travel. By car, they traveled around the Crimea and the Caucasus, studied their Belgorod region well.

    Lena is now married, her daughter Anyuta is growing up, besides, the young mother is studying at the institute, with free time, of course, is taut. But the hours of communication with her parents are still the most desired for her, as for Dima.

    G. Kyanganova, teacher, Belgorod

    THE MONUMENT TO LENIN

    My son and I walked to the Revolution Square. And from afar they noticed an elderly man with an uncovered gray head at the monument to Vladimir Lenin. The man did not just stand - he played the accordion. So solemnly and severely did the melody of one of Ilyich's favorite songs over the city square.

    Who is this person? However, probably, it is not so important. The main thing is that people will always worship the best human qualities, personified by Vladimir Ilyich Lenin: mind, great heart, humanity.

    . .. Let's go on in silence. On the corner of the street selling flowers.

    - Let's buy flowers for grandfather Lenin, - my son asked me.

    He himself put the bouquet, neatly spread out each flower.

    Since then, the son constantly brings flowers to the monument to Vladimir Lenin. ..

    Over the years we become more reserved in expressing our best feelings. I do not know whether it's dignity or weakness. Only I am grateful to that unfamiliar gray-haired man in moments of high emotion that my son understood.

    M. Tkano, engineer, Voroshilovgrad

    NOBODY FORGOT

    Once upon a time I learned from a newspaper article that I was disturbed by the story of the girl Alena from the besieged Leningrad. Her mother worked in the factory, during a break she went to visit her daughter, brought her a precious ration of bread, but Alena refused to eat."I want an apple," she said softly every time.

    Every day the child became weaker. Once in the shop where my mother worked, someone brought an apple for Alena. How it was obtained at that time is hard to imagine. Mother flew home like on wings, but was late. ..

    Was buried Alena at Piskarevsky cemetery. After the war, for many years people saw a gray-haired woman - the mother of a dead girl - at a common grave. A woman was laying a red apple on white snow. And for a long time she stood in silence. This is the story. ..

    When we had a second daughter, we called her Alyona. Our little girl grew up, went to first grade, and I told her about the girl Alena from the besieged Leningrad."Dad," her daughter said softly, "I want to take that apple to Alena."

    We went to the Piskarevskoye cemetery. With excitement they walked along the concrete paths of the majestic memorial of eternal glory and grief. On the snow-covered stone with the inscription "1943 year" my Alena put a red apple.

    Now Alena is studying in the fifth grade. Recently, we again visited Piskarevsky cemetery. Upon learning of

    's fate from the besieged Leningrad, the daughter felt what disasters the war brought to the people of our country, and joined the high sense of the words: "Nobody is forgotten and nothing is forgotten."

    V. Kolesnik, Leningrad

    ON BICYCLE - THE FAMILY

    It all started with the fact that my dad bought a road bike and began to travel on it first in our Gorky region. And then they bought a bicycle for my mother, they began to travel together. Their first trip was a one-day trip to Lake Svetloyar. On that day, my parents drove 126 kilometers. My brother Denis and I stayed at home and tried to do everything that mom and dad recorded on a huge sheet of paper. I was then nine years old, Denis - eight.

    When we bought a bicycle for Denis, we went to travel with the whole family( although I'm on the trunk of my father).They made a number of one-day and two-day hikes in the Gorky region. But one day my father said: "I want to go to Central Asia. .." And he began to prepare. ..

    My brother and I also wanted to participate in a long journey. Finally, my parents took us on a long trip. Our way lay through Smolensk in the Pushkin Mountains, Pskov, Novgorod, Valdai, Kalinin. By that time Denis and I had bicycles "Tourist".

    You probably ask why we need such hikes. Well, first, of course, to become strong, hardy, healthy. We learned how to quickly light a fire, correctly put up a tent. But the main thing is that we learn a lot about our Motherland, see how people live and work.

    And how wonderful it is to travel by bicycle with the whole family, all together! Before we go on a trip, we prepare for it for a long time: we train, we study the route on maps and books. And only then we go on the road.

    Katya Momot, fifth grader, Gorky

    DEDUSHKIN EXAMPLE

    In our family, grandfather for Jura and Zhenya is an unshakable authority: And not only because grandfather is a jack of all trades, a great connoisseur of fairy tales, an entertainer of all kinds of games. All this goes to the background when Kolya's grandfather takes out of the treasured casket the order and medals, from the closet - the frontier front cap and again begins the story about his border service.

    Our grandfather went through a difficult military road. Now the colonel is retired, but he works: teaches, prepares young cadres.

    On May, 9th and Day of the frontier guard guys wait with impatience. Zhenya and Yura with their grandfather these days are sure to be in Red Square, laying flowers at the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier. Then - a festive walk around Moscow, stories or reading books about wartime and, of course, a home contest, which the children themselves prepare.

    I see that all these conversations, meetings, evenings, stories do not pass for children without a trace. Our children are thinking about what it means to preserve peace on Earth, how to make sure that all people live well.

    All grandfathers and grandmothers want to say: "Do not hesitate to talk with your grandchildren about your military and work matters. Let the guys equal you! "

    In the summer we went with my niece to Gelendzhik. During the war in this maritime city there were fierce battles. Now this city is handsome. Only a monument to the dead reminds of the war. For a long time I thought about whether to lead Zhenya to the Eternal Flame, because she is a little girl, still a preschooler. But all the same I made up my mind. We went to the obelisk, laid flowers. Zhenya saw how people honor those who died defending their Motherland. The girl fell silent, straightened up. I went back serious, I asked a lot of questions, and I answered her, she told me about how our country fought against the fascists.

    Then we once again came to the Eternal Flame, already at the request of Zhenya. I think such experiences give birth to a beautiful, bright feeling in the child's soul - love of the Motherland.

    L. Terekhova, kindergarten teacher, Moscow

    NEXT TO THE SOUL

    I grew up in a simple village family. From a young age my mother took me to the field. I remember, I did not go to school yet, but already I had a sickle in my hands, I was stinging rye. Becoming a mother, and her daughter to work accustomed. Natasha loves digging with me in the garden, growing flowers. While I'm at work, she cooks dinner.

    Natasha is studying from the first grade without triples. The family archive contains her laudable sheets, gratitude, letters of thanks to me.

    My father worked on the railway. As a child, he took me to various places. And about that, where he went, where he visited, what he saw, always told. I listened to him and also dreamed of becoming a railroader to travel everywhere. I connected my life with transport.

    I love my troubled profession, the eighteenth year I work in one place. I am a mentor of youth, I am a volunteer squad. But, despite the busyness, I always find time for my daughter - and watch movies with her, and walk in the woods. Half of the country, probably, we already traveled with her. By myself I know: what a person receives as a child, remains with him for life.

    M. Myrtysiuk, Senior Receiver of the Brest-East Station

    OUR MOSCOW TRIPS

    Unfortunately, many people do not know the history of their region, city or district, they are not interested in historical monuments. It seems to me that this interest should be instilled in the child from childhood, as soon as possible.

    Our walks around Moscow began when my son Yurik was three or four years old. At first it was a small hike in our Babushkinsky district. I told my son that our street was named after the famous pilot Mikhail Babushkin. Then we visited the district park, where the bust was set up for the pilot. Several days Yurik drew planes, glued them, and on Sunday he himself called to the park and at the monument to Babushkin, next to someone else's flowers, put his modest gift - a paper airplane with five-pointed stars on the wings.

    We early began to read to the son of Pushkin's fairy tale. And here is our new journey - to the monument to Alexander Pushkin. I remember, probably, my son's story that many people at this famous monument to the poet read his poems, and began to recite: "Spruce grows in front of the palace. .."

    Every year on the birthday of Lenin, my son and I areat the monument to Vladimir Ilyich in our district and at the Lenin Mausoleum. With Red Square we got acquainted gradually. At first they just walked, watched the change of the guard, listened to the battle of the chimes. Then we visited the Eternal Flame, on the territory of the Kremlin. All that Yura saw, he, as a rule, drew.

    I think, before acquaint the child with the monuments of our history, culture, we need to prepare him for this, to interest him. Before going to the Armed Forces Museum, Yura and I read children's books about Soviet soldiers, interesting publications in newspapers and magazines, and then, again, gradually, on topics, got acquainted with the museum. Now we are preparing to understand the exposition telling about the Great Patriotic War. We have already read many books about the war. Grandmother and grandfather, who know the war firsthand, also told a lot to his grandson.

    If in the preschool age to try to lay interest in the children's history, culture and unobtrusively support it, then I think that this will enrich their life very much.

    L. Tarasova, Moscow