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"Children of Eurasia" collect stories about children of war

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The stories of their peers, whose childhood fell on the years of the war, continue to be studied by "Children of Eurasia".


Among the collected material are research works about pioneer heroes, as well as memoirs of young home front workers.

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 the same. The dramatic story of the young defender of the Brest Fortress Petya Klypa, stories about the exploits of pioneer heroes - all this was collected by the guys from the rehabilitation center "Adeli" (Izhevsk, Russia). 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 on an equal basis with adults in collective farms and factories became real revelations about a difficult childhood.

“There were no more than 20 students in the senior classes, and in the secondary school the three of us studied from the village. Only three ... The rest did not go, because there was nothing, they worked so that there was something to eat. (From the memoirs of N.M. Plotnikova.)

“Early in the morning the children put on their sandals and went back to work. Cow Dawn, next to which I worked, met me every morning. Until 1943, the turning point, we were together. I, like everyone around, believed in the cherished Victory. Zorka suddenly died, but left the calf behind. The bull was naughty and wayward and was not given into the hands. He did not want to work, did not give in to commands and rushed around the field, obeyed only me. I named him Dawn." (From the memoirs of L.P. Batokhina.)

“We started working early in childhood, because we were born in the war. There were only old people, women and children in the village. We get up in the morning, they pick us up early, they put us on a horse, and until they take us off the horse, we can’t get off. At five or six years old, how do you get off? In the sixth grade, I was completely responsible for the entire household. At three o'clock in the morning I get up, heat the stove, bake bread, boil potatoes, drink and feed everyone, give hay, milk a cow, then go to school. Tired a lot." (From the memoirs of M.V. Kasimova.)

“I was little, I was two and a half years old when the war began. Father was immediately taken to the front. I missed him very much and constantly asked my mother: “Where is my aunt?” Fathers used to be called fathers. And so every mother's day began with a question to which my soul demanded an immediate answer. Soon she got tired of this, put me on a cart and took me to the house where we saw off my father. I searched everything - both the house and the yard, but I did not find my son. Then I again ran to my mother and with the same force began to elicit the answer. Mom had nowhere to go, and she said that my father was taken away in an airplane. I looked into the sky, saw a cornflower flying over the village and shouted: “Mom! Mommy! There the aunt is flying! There's my aunt! Mom, hurry up the ladder!” (From the memoirs of A.I. Zotov.)

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's and Youth Media "Sunflower", which will be held from September 11 to 13 in Izhevsk.

You can get acquainted with them here.

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