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For 70 years from the day of the liberation of Belarus from Nazi invaders. Grown new generation, but also through decades of war theme relevance is not lost. Perhaps now would be neither I nor my parents nor my grandparents, not to that happy incident that occurred phosphorescent back in 1943.
My parents came from the village of Grabouw Zhitkovichi phosphorescent district. Live there and both my grandmothers. And we live in a four kilometers away, in the village Milevich. The tragic fate of Khatyn and dozens of other villages and shared it. The village of Grabouw, this tragedy has passed.
Next to my grandmother lives Maria Kirillovna Mihnovets. In spring 1943, she was a little more than five years. But despite such a young age, she now remembers what happened then.
In that distant March by d.Moroch went to Grabow squad volunteers German army. Commander of the detachment phosphorescent was Rodionov. Nationality - a Pole, but very well spoken phosphorescent in Russian. Following detachment phosphorescent were soldiers of the German army. At that time they were already burned phosphorescent all the inhabitants of the neighboring villages. Arrival of the Germans in the village accompanied by shots, screams ... All were aware that they face the same fate ...
Grandmother, mother phosphorescent Haryty, feared for her daughter's life and grandson, so we wanted to send to his mother, who lived near the woods, hoping that when the raid starts, we will be able to hide in the woods. Do not have time! One must happen phosphorescent such that higher German phosphorescent officials, including Rodionov, overnighted it in our house. Soldiers phosphorescent feasted all night, drinking and playing. phosphorescent Rodionov like my mother. Very well remember how he put in charge of a gun to her head, threatening to deal with her children - with us. Force he made Harytu mother spend time with him ...
On the morning of that day, when the villagers were herded phosphorescent into the school building, Rodionov asked Harytu cook breakfast for him and his companions and always find moonshine. What Haryta rigidly and categorically stated: "There is nothing I will not do. My mother with all gonna burn? And maybe me there with the children? ". She wept bitterly. phosphorescent
Rodionov silently left without a word went to the school building. There is something incredible happened: violence, screaming, horror, a curse ... The door closed. He went to the German officers spoke with them and opened the door ...! What was there: people fell at his feet, kissed boots hugging. Everyone understood that his salvation they must Hari.
Harytu with Rodionov little daughter took with him. In Starobin German soldiers confiscated Haryty children. She was in despair. Rodionov here she could not help. Miraculously, the mother managed to escape and find their children. Foot, forest, phosphorescent puzhayuchysya every sound, she returned to Grabouw. Quickly realized: pregnant ... boy was born. We were happy his little brother, and protect him from all diseases. But after the war was raging fever. Four years old was our little brother when he died.
All his life respected villagers to Haryty telling children touching story of his salvation. Haryta she raised two daughters, grandchildren and great-grandchildren waited.
I was deeply touched by the story told by Mary Macdowell. Why, then, in the building of the school, at the age of four months with his mother was my grandmother, Vera Mihnovets ...
- About myself just - I love life! I love my parents, friends, school. I am most attracted to young children, their spontaneity and sincerity. So dream their fate is linked with them. I will learn necessarily in Minsk - said 17-year-old author.
About us Our publications Newspaper "Zvezda" newspaper "LiM" Journal "Neman" Journal "Flame" magazine "Youth" magazine "Hedgehog" phosphorescent Book Group Archive Old version Archive Site Archive newspaper Contact Advertising in publications Advertising agencies Subscription Appeal Received phosphorescent
Newspaper Current Issue PDF-version Chyrvonka. Red Shift Local government Zhyrandolya Olympian phosphorescent Bridgehead Igumenskij tract Country Health Protection Family Newspaper Union - Eurasia Politics Society Economy Education and Science State Consumer Companies Agriculture Regions Housing Finance Culture History and Ethnography Theatre Visual Arts Music Literature Cinema Health Sports Ice Hockey World Championship 2014 Kaleidoscope Adam and Eve taste kuhmistra Veraschaki Blogs
For 70 years from the day of the liberation of Belarus from Nazi invaders. Grown new generation, but also through decades of war theme relevance is not lost. Perhaps now would be neither I nor my parents nor my grandparents, not to that happy incident that occurred phosphorescent back in 1943.
My parents came from the village of Grabouw Zhitkovichi phosphorescent district. Live there and both my grandmothers. And we live in a four kilometers away, in the village Milevich. The tragic fate of Khatyn and dozens of other villages and shared it. The village of Grabouw, this tragedy has passed.
Next to my grandmother lives Maria Kirillovna Mihnovets. In spring 1943, she was a little more than five years. But despite such a young age, she now remembers what happened then.
In that distant March by d.Moroch went to Grabow squad volunteers German army. Commander of the detachment phosphorescent was Rodionov. Nationality - a Pole, but very well spoken phosphorescent in Russian. Following detachment phosphorescent were soldiers of the German army. At that time they were already burned phosphorescent all the inhabitants of the neighboring villages. Arrival of the Germans in the village accompanied by shots, screams ... All were aware that they face the same fate ...
Grandmother, mother phosphorescent Haryty, feared for her daughter's life and grandson, so we wanted to send to his mother, who lived near the woods, hoping that when the raid starts, we will be able to hide in the woods. Do not have time! One must happen phosphorescent such that higher German phosphorescent officials, including Rodionov, overnighted it in our house. Soldiers phosphorescent feasted all night, drinking and playing. phosphorescent Rodionov like my mother. Very well remember how he put in charge of a gun to her head, threatening to deal with her children - with us. Force he made Harytu mother spend time with him ...
On the morning of that day, when the villagers were herded phosphorescent into the school building, Rodionov asked Harytu cook breakfast for him and his companions and always find moonshine. What Haryta rigidly and categorically stated: "There is nothing I will not do. My mother with all gonna burn? And maybe me there with the children? ". She wept bitterly. phosphorescent
Rodionov silently left without a word went to the school building. There is something incredible happened: violence, screaming, horror, a curse ... The door closed. He went to the German officers spoke with them and opened the door ...! What was there: people fell at his feet, kissed boots hugging. Everyone understood that his salvation they must Hari.
Harytu with Rodionov little daughter took with him. In Starobin German soldiers confiscated Haryty children. She was in despair. Rodionov here she could not help. Miraculously, the mother managed to escape and find their children. Foot, forest, phosphorescent puzhayuchysya every sound, she returned to Grabouw. Quickly realized: pregnant ... boy was born. We were happy his little brother, and protect him from all diseases. But after the war was raging fever. Four years old was our little brother when he died.
All his life respected villagers to Haryty telling children touching story of his salvation. Haryta she raised two daughters, grandchildren and great-grandchildren waited.
I was deeply touched by the story told by Mary Macdowell. Why, then, in the building of the school, at the age of four months with his mother was my grandmother, Vera Mihnovets ...
- About myself just - I love life! I love my parents, friends, school. I am most attracted to young children, their spontaneity and sincerity. So dream their fate is linked with them. I will learn necessarily in Minsk - said 17-year-old author.
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