“Eurasia Kids” continue to collect stories about the children of war

“Eurasia Kids” continue to collect stories about the children of war
The stories of their peers, whose childhood fell on the years of the war, continue to be studied by the Children of Eurasia. Among the collected material are research works about the heroes-pioneers, as well as the memories of young workers of the rear.


In 1941, the war broke into the lives of children of different nationalities, but everyone had one homeland, and the desire to defeat the enemy was also united. The dramatic story of the young defender of the Brest fortress Petit Klypa, stories about the exploits of the pioneers – the hero – all this was gathered by the guys from the rehabilitation center “Adele” (Izhevsk). But not only military exploits were performed by peers of modern boys and girls during the war. The living stories of those who worked in the rear along with adults in collective farms and factories became real revelations about a difficult childhood.


“In high school there were no more than twenty students, and in high school we were three from the village. Just three… The rest did not go because there was nothing, worked to eat something. ” (From the memoirs of N. M. Plotnikova).


“Early in the morning, the children put on their shoes and went to work again. Zorka’s cow, next to which I worked, met me every morning. Until 1943, the turning point, she and I were together. I, like everyone around me, believed in a cherished victory. Zorka suddenly died, but left the calf. The goby was naughty and wayward, and was not given in his hands. He did not want to work, did not succumb to the teams and rushed around the field, listened only to me. I called it Dawn. ” (from the memoirs of L.P. Batokhina)


“We started working early in childhood, because we were born in the war. In the village there were only old people, women and children. In the morning we get up, we get up early, they put us on the horse, and until we get off the horse, we can’t get off. At 5-6, how are you getting off? In 6 class, I was completely on the whole farm. At three in the morning I get up, I drown the stove, I cook bread, I cook all the potatoes, I drink, feed everyone, I give hay, I serve a cow, then I go to school. Tired very much. (From the memoirs of M.V. Kasimova)


“I was little, I was 2.5 years old when the war began. Father was immediately taken to the front. I missed him very much and constantly drank out at my mother’s: “Where is my aunt?” Previously, fathers were called aunts. And so, every mother’s day began with a question that my soul demanded an immediate answer to. Soon she was tired of this, put me on a cart and drove me to the house from where we escorted my father. I searched everything, and the house, and the yard, but I never found the aunt. Then I ran to my mother again and began to exert the answer with the same strength. Mom had nowhere to go, and she said that my father was taken away on an airplane. I looked into the sky, saw a corn man flying over the village, and shouted: “Mom! Mummy! There’s a tad flying! There’s my aunt! Mom, get the ladder! ” (from the memoirs of A.I. Zotov)


The stories about the children of the war collected by the participants of the project “Children of Eurasia” will be told at the XV International Festival of Children and Youth Media “Sunflower,” which will be held from September 11 to 13 in Izhevsk.

Alena Selezneva

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