Works about the war for younger students. War and children in the works of Soviet writers

Story 1. Vitka

Vitka - the boy is hot and heavy on the arm - in his father, silent - in his mother. Lived in Moscow. My father drank shamelessly, was rowdy, and lived poorly with his mother. It used to be that he was returning from work, he could be heard halfway down the street from his house. Not only his own, but in addition to Vitka, there was also Galka, a younger sister-weather and older brother Tolik, but the neighboring children from the yard molted. Don't get drunk. The mother of the neighbors in the communal apartment was waiting for her husband to fall asleep. She endured like a woman, as best she could. Children are common, after all. Jackdaw fiercely hated her father for cruelty to her and her mother - he beat both, the brothers perceived such a life as a normal state of affairs. In neighboring families, a similar thing was observed, although less often.
Every summer, his mother sent Vitka and Galka to the village of Verzilovo, near Kashira, to visit their grandparents. In early July 1941, Vitka turned eleven. They knew that the war had begun, and my father had gone to the front. And in early August, a funeral came to him: He died a heroic death in an unequal battle with the Nazi invaders. Grandmother, having learned about grief, sat down to lament: “My orphans! The kids are unhappy." The brother and sister returned home and found their grandmother in tears:
- Grandma, what happened?! they shouted out loud.
Your dad is dead! My orphans! Grandma said.
- Thank God! Galka sighed.
- Stupid! - the grandmother barked and slapped her on the back of the head.
Vitka silently climbed onto the stove. fell asleep. And in the morning I woke up with a firm conviction: "We must avenge our father." And he told his sister about his decision. They agreed that they would leave the next evening, when grandparents would fall asleep. In the night, unnoticed, will reach railway station, that eleven kilometers from the village, he will sit on some military train, and there the business is to get to the front. And he will take revenge. At the same time, Vitka furiously clenched his fists.
Collections have begun. During the day I washed in a barrel, cut my nails, otherwise “how is it - the soldier’s dirty claws will tear his boots” - this Galka thought up. With an old grandfather's penknife, Vitka shaved his whiskey, this is for solidity, so that they would not be mistaken for a kid at the front. Jackdaw collected a bag: a loaf of bread, a couple boiled eggs, fat clothes, sugar head. And as the old people fell asleep, she put a jug of milk on the table for the future warrior. Vitka did not approve of the milk. He demanded an ostogram. Jackdaw waved her apron, as her mother used to at her father, but immediately pressed it to her eyes and burst into tears, as usual. Crossed as best she could. We kissed goodbye. It’s supposed to scream, it’s impossible - grandma and grandpa will wake up. Vitka put a bag on his shoulders and shadowed the door. Jackdaw stood still, waved her white handkerchief into the darkness...
A day later, Vitka was removed from the train. Managed to drive thirty kilometers from the station.
At home, grandfather used a belt with a buckle to walk around a soft spot, saying:
- Here are those for grandmother's tears, here are those for my sciatica, here are those for Galka and for her bruises on her ass, here are those for her mother, who received a funeral for her husband. You are her helpers and joy in life, and what are you thinking, you bastard!
- Grandfather, why does Galka have bruises on his ass? - Through tears, not pain, but resentment that they caught, asked Vitka.
- Duc, asked her where you ran! Oh, stubborn girl, what a donkey!
After the first failure, Vitka ran to the front three more times with the same outcome. Until I saw the Germans in my native village.

Story 2. Germans in the village

From mid-November close explosions of shells were already audible. Fascist planes flew by. They hit mainly in strategic places, in Kashira.
In the twentieth of November, a rumor spread through the village: "The Germans are coming, they are already in Venevo." Venevo is a town thirty kilometers from Verzilovo, where Vitka and Galka live. Mother in Moscow with her older brother at a military plant make shells for the front. And the younger ones at least help their grandparents. There are many things to do in the village. All summer they dug bomb shelters and trenches. They worked in the field - they collected hay and knitted it into sheaves. They dug pits in which they hid bread, flour, cereals - millet, rye - everything that they received for workdays and grew in their gardens. And as the Germans began to approach, so the grandfather and other villagers drove the cattle - sheep, pigs and cows to Kashira. Only the horses did not have time to drive away. Grandfather Dimitry personally "hid" a herd of 30 heads in the forest.
Once Vitka and Galka were sitting with other children on the porch of the house. Suddenly a tankette rides. Caught up with the porch, a man in an unfamiliar military uniform took out a gun. The guys, as if on command, fell to the ground and covered their heads with their hands. At the same time, enemy planes took off. The man from the tankette shot into the sky. In his hands was a rocket launcher. Apparently, he made it clear to the pilot that his people were here. The planes were flying towards Kashira. The tanker left. Not far away there was a powerful explosion of a bomb thrown from an airplane:
- Wow! The bomb has dropped! - the boys shouted, - let's run, let's see what kind of funnel it turned out!
Then Vitkina-Galkin's grandmother, Anna Rodionovna, came running:
- Hey, what did you think? - and drove everyone into a bomb shelter dug behind a neighboring garden.
There were twenty people there. Waiting out the raid, the women agreed to arrange " Kindergarten". Away from sin, so that children do not run on their own and do not jump on unexploded mines and shells. We decided to take the children to one house every morning and leave everyone there under the supervision of the village teacher.
A few days later the Germans came to the village. They were divided into houses. Grandma Vitka and Galka drove onto the stove, which was standing in the middle of the hut, and pulled the curtain. Has entered tall man in officer uniform.
- Rousseau soldier? - He asked to the stove, pulled back the curtain.
From there, two pairs of eyes narrowed in hatred stared at him.
- There are Russo children! Vitka yelled.
Grandmother hurriedly drew the curtain and stood between the officer and the stove with a warlike air.
- I-I! Gut! The officer said and left.
A few minutes later, German soldiers entered the house. They brought hay and spread it all over the house, then they stored all their weapons at the door and ... lay down to sleep.
Grandma Anna did not sleep at night. She was afraid to breathe. And she kept looking at the soldiers - that's what they are, the Germans, like ordinary people... And then he sees - Vitka's legs hung from the stove. The boy quietly got down, went to the door, grabbed all the weapons and left the house. Anna barely restrained herself from screaming. She crept between the sleeping soldiers, darted out the door, out of the house through the gate. Vitka, bending down to the ground from the weight of the weapon, was heading towards the forest with a quick step. Grandma ran after him. Caught up, grabbed by the shoulders, shook:
- What are you doing?! After all, they will put everyone under a machine gun, they won’t regret it, they won’t look that “Russo’s children”! - she mimicked Vitka, snatched the weapon from him and dragged him home. Vitka was ordered to stay outside.
The weapon was returned to its place. Anna woke Galka, putting her finger to her lips, showed - be silent, they say. They quickly got out and ran to the bomb shelter, where they sat for the next four days.
These days there were fights. Grandfather Dimitri remained in the house. German soldiers returned in between actions and not all of them were alive. The dead were brought with them, loaded into a large car, the car was leaving.
Once grandfather heard wild cries, looked out the window. A German soldier was carrying a wounded man. He had a huge wound on his head. The blood left a black stream behind the people. The soldier brought the wounded man to the "corpse cart", threw him inside and fired. The screams stopped.
On the fourth day after the battle, two returned German soldiers without an officer. Grandfather Dimitri watched them from the stove. They washed, sat down at the table, took out biscuits and some canned food. Then a hefty fellow entered the hut - blond and red-cheeked. In the village they said that he was a Finn by nationality. The fascist pulled grandfather by the collar from the oven and began to shout, showing with his hands that he needed round bread. Grandpa throws up his hands, they say, there is nothing. He pulled out a revolver and put it to his grandfather's head. At that moment, a German officer entered the hut. Realizing what was happening, the officer gave out a long tirade in his own language and swung at the Finn. The soldier flew out of the house like a bullet. And grandfather climbed back onto the stove.
On the fifth day, Soviet soldiers entered the village. But for a long time the villagers watched the Katyusha volleys and heard explosions. The Germans were not seen again. But the whole war was still ahead.

Story 3. The whole war is ahead

After the German unit left the village, people gradually left the bomb shelters. They saw something terrible. No, the houses stood still, the villagers, even those who did not hide, were alive, but the former fields turned into one continuous hole from the funnels. The suffocating smell of death hung in the air. The ground was littered with shells and the decaying corpses of soldiers. Soviet soldiers.
On the hillock, at the highest point of the village, the inhabitants made a mass grave. Someone said that three "ours" tried to knock out a German machine gunner from the Hillock, who had settled there the day before the capture of the village. Two soldiers were killed on the approaches by machine-gun fire. Only the third managed to get close to the height from the side of the forest, but he also died. He shot at the fascist while receiving bullets in himself. All three were buried there. The monument was built. They died defending every village, every house...
The women brought home animals that had survived the bombardment from Kashira, restored the destroyed sheds and the barn. Gradually began to return to ordinary life.
The neighborhood was "infected" with iron sickness. Weapons were scattered everywhere, which the village boys were very interested in. Everyone was eager to find out what it consists of and how it works. Of particular danger were unexploded shells and mines. To prevent misfortune, the villagers sent their children and grandchildren to a "kindergarten" while working. But…
This happened already in the spring, when the sun broke out, when the trees and bushes turned green, and the first grass began to break through, hiding the bloody horror of the earth. The fields had to be leveled and plowed for sowing. The oldest children, who were already eleven or twelve years old, were taken from the "kindergarten" to field work. Three friends - Vitka, Zhenya and Kolka were following horses with a plow when a whole mine was found on the way. Curiosity took over caution. The boys pulled the mine out of the ground and tried to dismantle it. Nothing happened. Then they dragged her into the barn until the adults could see. Zhenya, the eldest of all, suggested:
- And let's hit it with a stone to open this lid. But here's the thing, if there's an explosion, you fall. And I will run to the "kindergarten" for help.
So they did. They slammed a stone on a mine. There was a deafening explosion. Vitka and Kolka fell to the ground, and Zhenya ran...
The next day Zhenya and Kolya were buried. Vitka was wounded in the hand and survived.

Oh, war, what have you done, vile:

our yards became quiet,

our boys raised their heads -

they have matured,

barely loomed on the threshold

and left, after the soldier - the soldier ...

Goodbye boys!

Boys

No, don't hide, be tall

spare no bullets or grenades

and don't spare yourself

And still

try to go back.

Bulat Okudzhava

Voronkova L.F. Girl from the city

The story "The Girl from the City", written in the harsh year of 1943, still touches the hearts of children and adults. All the best in a person is most clearly manifested in the years of severe trials. This is confirmed by the story of the little refugee Valentinka, who found herself among strangers in an unfamiliar village.

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Gaidar A.P. The Tale of the Military Secret, of Malchish-Kibalchish and his firm word

A heroic tale by a wonderful children's writer. Everything is embodied in Malchish-Kibalchish best features our boys who dream of accomplishing a real feat in the name of the Motherland.

The presence of this work in the list dedicated to the Great Patriotic War is debatable, because it means Civil War(1918-1921), the enemies are "bourgeois", not fascists... But this is a fairy tale-parable! About perseverance, loyalty, courage ...

"The trouble came from where they did not expect it. The damned Bourgeois attacked from behind the Black Mountains. Bullets are already whistling again, shells are already exploding again. Our detachments are fighting with the bourgeois, and messengers are rushing to call for help from the distant Red Army ..."

The Great Victory would not have been won if there were not such big and small heroes. Didn't the fate of the pioneer heroes repeat the fate of Malchish-Kibalchish?

The text by A. Gaidar in the proposed source is accompanied by drawings by V. Losin.

If we recall the film "The Tale of the Malchish-Kibalchish", which older generation watched in childhood, then it reproduced a direct parallel with the Great Patriotic War, so this tale was remembered ...

So read on and judge for yourself!

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Kassil L. Youngest Son Street

The Tale of the Life and Death of the Young Partisan Volodya Dubinin- Hero of the Great Patriotic War.

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Kataev V. Son of the regiment

The orphan boy Vanya Solntsev, by the will of fate, ended up in military unit to the scouts. His stubborn nature a pure soul and boyish courage were able to overcome the resistance of the harsh military people and helped him stay at the front, become the son of a regiment.

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Mikhalkov S. True story for children

Despite the well-known ideological orientation, "A True Story for Children" - good work about the war, capable of conveying to modern children what our country endured at that terrible time. The poem covers the events of 1941 - 1945. This resource is a scanned page books (Children's literature, M., 1969) with drawings by N. Kochergin.

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Oseeva V.A. Vasek Trubachev and his comrades

The heroes of the trilogy "Vasek Trubachev and his comrades" lived, studied, played pranks, made friends and quarreled several decades ago, but the more interesting it is to travel in a "time machine" and look into their world. But the cloudless time of childhood for Trubachev and his friends turned out to be too short: it was cut short by the Great Patriotic War.

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Paustovsky K. G. Adventures of a rhinoceros beetle

The soldier carried with him in his travel bag a rhinoceros beetle, which his son gave him as a keepsake before leaving for the front. This beetle became a good comrade to the soldier in military life. They went through a lot together, both have something to remember.

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Platonov A. Nikita

The story is named after the main character. little boy Nikita. Writer Andrey Platonov was one of those who forever remembered what he was like in childhood - and not everyone remembers this. Probably, Platonov was never told in his childhood: you are not yet grown up, this is not in your mind. Therefore, he tells us about small people, and respects them as big ones. And they also respect themselves in his stories, they even see that they, perhaps, are the most important people on earth here ...

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Platonov A. Flower on the ground

The world is wide, it contains a lot of interesting things. Small man makes discoveries every day. The hero of the story "A Flower on the Ground" suddenly looked at an ordinary flower with completely different eyes. The grandfather helped his grandson to see the holy worker in the flower.

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Simonov K. Son of an artilleryman

The ballad by K.Simonov is based on real events. The poetic narrative about Major Deev and Lyonka is remembered from the first reading, it is written so simply, clearly and impressively.

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Yakovlev Y. Girls from Vasilyevsky Island

Yuri Yakovlev in his stories reveals to children the whole truth of life as it is, not hiding from solving problems behind the external fascination of the plot. Book "Girls from Vasilevsky Island" - a story about little Tanya Savicheva, who died of starvation, was written on the basis of her surviving notes. (Go to the next section (grades 5-7)

HOW TO TELL CHILDREN ABOUT WAR?

Books help us preserve the memory of the war and its heroes. You can introduce children to such works from a young age. school age. But reading books about the war is not entertainment, it is serious work, intellectual and spiritual, in many ways difficult and difficult, especially for children. However, this work cannot be dispensed with ... Before you start reading books about the war, it is worth talking with the child about history, presenting the main facts in an accessible form, telling that the soldiers defended their homes and their families from cruel invaders, while showing courage and heroism. Books can be read together, or you can leave the child alone with the chosen book and discuss when he himself is ready for this.

As they say in the book of Svetlana Aleksievich “War has no female face":" If you do not forget the war, there is a lot of hatred. And if the war is forgotten, a new one begins.”

LIST OF BOOKS ABOUT THE WAR FOR PRESCHOOL AND JUNIOR SCHOOL AGE

* Voronkova L. A girl from the city (The story of an orphan girl who ended up in a foreign village during the war years and found new family and house) - link

* Kassil L. Street younger son(A story dedicated to tragic fate Volodya Dubinin, a young partisan - hero of the Great Patriotic War.) - link

* Kataev V. The son of the regiment (The story of the orphan boy Van Solntsev, who ended up in a military unit with scouts and became the son of the regiment.) - link

* Oseeva V. A. Vasek Trubachev and his comrades (A work about the fate of the boy Vasya Trubachev and his friends, whose peaceful childhood was cut short by the war.) - link

* Simonov K. The son of an artilleryman (A ballad about Major Deev and Lyonka, the son of his friend, based on real events.) -link

* Yakovlev Y. Girls from Vasilyevsky Island (A piercing story about a girl Tanya Savicheva, who died with her whole family from starvation in besieged Leningrad, written on the basis of her diary.) - link

* Markusha A. I am a soldier, and you are a soldier

LIST OF BOOKS ABOUT THE WAR FOR PUPILS 5-7 GRADES

* Sobolev A. Quiet post (The story of the courage and heroism of yesterday's schoolchildren during the Great Patriotic War.) -link

FROM A LIST OF BOOKS ABOUT THE WAR FOR STUDENTS OF GRADES 8-9

* Adamovich A., Granin D. Blockade book (Documentary chronicle, which is based on the testimonies of Leningraders who survived the blockade.) - link

* Aitmatov Ch. early cranes(A story about the fate of teenagers during the Great Patriotic War, their life in a distant Kyrgyz village, the trials and joys that fell to their lot.) - link

* Baklanov G. Forever - nineteen (The story of the young lieutenants of the Great Patriotic War, their tragically short front-line path.) - link

* Polevoy B. The story of a real person (The story of the Soviet pilot Meresyev, who was shot down in battle and seriously injured, but again, in spite of everything, returned to combat formation.) - link

* Tvardovsky A. Vasily Terkin (A deeply truthful and humorous poem in which an immortal image of a Soviet fighter is created.) -link

* Sholokhov M. The fate of man (The story of the tragic fate common man, warped by war, and strength of character, courage and compassion.) - link

students high school already quite ready to learn about the most tragic pages Great Patriotic War. Reading such books can be combined with watching war films, both Soviet and modern.

LIST OF BOOKS ABOUT THE WAR FOR PUPILS OF 10-11 GRADES

Tinchurin Ramil Ildusovich

A project about the remarkable works of domestic authors about heroes - peers who brought Victory Day closer in 1945

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Municipal educational institution

average comprehensive school s.Kobylkino

Kamensky district

Competition creative works"Victory far and near"

Nomination "Best Project"

Project "Children of War in Literature"

(based on works of Russian literature)

1. Introduction… ………………………………………………………………..3-6

• Relevance of the chosen topic……………………………………..3-4
• Hypothesis……………………………………………………………….4
• Problem……………………………………………………………... 4
• The purpose of the project………………………………………………………….4
• Tasks……………………………………………………………………5
• Object of study………………………………………………...5
• Research methods……………………………………………….. 5
• The novelty of the project……………………………………………………...5
• Practical significance…………………………………………...5-6
• Project product………………………………………………………..6

1. Main part

Chapter 1.

Analysis of works about the feat of young anti-fascist heroes.......... 6

1.1. Children of the blockade.

(According to the novel by V. Dubrovin “Boys in forty-one”)…….... 6-7

1. Young scout.

(According to the story of V. Bogomolov "Ivan")……………………….. 7-8

1. Brave Yolka.

(According to the story by S. Baruzdin “Her name is Yolka”)………………….. 8- 9

1. Conclusion……………………………………………………………9-10

Chapter 2

Studying the level of awareness of classmates about exploits

Young heroes of the war…………………………………………………....

1. The results of the survey……………………………………… 10-11
2. Conclusion………………………………………………………….....11

1. Conclusion ……………………………………………………………..11
2. Bibliography…………………………………………………...11
3. Application ……………………………………………………………....13-14

1. Introduction

Their silhouettes are almost invisible
In marches, their voice is not noticeable at all -

Children of the Great and terrible war.
Maybe heroes, but, in essence, children.
In May, the birch trees are fresh and slender,
The sun shines for everyone...
Pure sacrifice for a dirty war
Living children, dead children.

Sergey Afonin

Relevance of the chosen topic

The problem of reading is recognized in modern world both national and state. The downward trend in interest in reading in Russia is an alarming phenomenon for a country in which reading has always been an extremely important activity.

In order to preserve and improve reading competence

students, our class, together with their parents, is working on the project “ family reading».

All 7th grade students read one piece of fiction per week from the recommended list of works for the project.

This year marks the 72nd anniversary of Great Victory above terrible war humanity. In the run-up to this date, many activities are planned and carried out in our school and in the classroom: view documentaries, meeting with participants in military battles, competitions for reciting poems and reading books about the war. Material about the Great Patriotic War very interested in me and my classmates.

We read a lot about the project interesting books about our peers - contemporaries. But it is equally important to know about the fate of those of my peers who gave us a happy and bright future. The exploits of children in war deserve no less respect than the exploits of adults.The heroic history of our Motherland, the biographies of boys and girls in red ties, many of whom gave their lives for the peaceful, happy childhood of their current peers, should be known to each of us today.

Discovering the heroic pages of literature, I became deeply interested in the feat of the brave "children of war." This prompted me to take part in the competition of creative works "Victory far and near."

Hypothesis

• The writers' works depict the truth about the heroic fate of my peers during the Great Patriotic War. Today's schoolchildren read little about the war, do not know about the exploits of their peers.

Problem

• For modern children and adolescents, the Great Patriotic War is a distant history. Reading children's literature about the war will help us to realize the importance of preserving the memory of the present and future generations about the history of the Fatherland, to instill a sense of patriotism and love for the Motherland using the example of the heroic deeds of the "children of war".

Objective of the project

• Expand your knowledge about the heroic past of the young participants in the Great Patriotic War, comprehend the origins of heroism, moral strength, devotion to the Motherland of little heroes by reading works of Russian literature. Find out if my peers know about the exploits of young anti-fascist heroes.
• Tasks:

1. Explore fiction on this topic.
2. Analyze the character, actions of the heroes, follow their fate.
3. Find out the similarities or differences in the reasons that prompted the little heroes to come out in defense of the Motherland.
4. Reveal author's attitude to what is being depicted.
5. Give your opinion on the work.
6. Find out what modern schoolchildren know about the young heroes of the Great Patriotic War.
7. Get your classmates interested in reading books about the war.

Object of study -works of art about the feat of my peers in the war:

1. Viktor Dubrovin. The story "Boys in forty-one"
2. Vladimir Bogomolov. The story of Ivan.
3. Sergei Baruzdin. The story "Her name is Yolka."

Research methods:

1. Analysis of fiction.
2. Comparative method.
3. descriptive method.
4. Questioning.

Project novelty is that, taking part in the Family Reading project and reading books about peers, we are obliged to find out the names of our peers-liberators, who at the cost of their lives won the Victory for the sake of our happy future. Now it is necessary to involve the younger generation in reading works about the war.

Practical significance of the projectis that the results of my work can be used in the lessons on the discussion of books on the project "Family Reading", at the reader's conference; an excerpt from O. Gromova's story "Sugar Child" was chosen for reading on municipal stage reading competition " Live classic". The list of works about the war will be recommended to my classmates for independent reading.

Project product

"About children-heroes".

II. Main part

Chapter 1. Analysis of works about the exploits of young anti-fascist heroes.

1. Blockade children.

(According to the story of Viktor Dubrovin "Boys in forty-one")

This is a story about young Leningraders who remained in the besieged city during the Great Patriotic War. Careless and mischievous at the beginning of the story, the heroes go through great trials that made them, perhaps, grow up early, but not lose heart.
The story is told on behalf of the boy Volodya. His sister Galya and the dog Pirat were sent to the Urals along with an old mother's friend. The rest of the family remained in Leningrad. Here he remained best friend Volodya - Zhenya, who was a great inventor.
Autobiographical story about childhood in besieged Leningrad. Leningrad boys live for themselves, make friends, quarrel, reconcile, study ... And suddenly a war breaks into their lives. Of course, they want to beat the Nazis, fight for their city, for their homeland, they present themselves as pilots, glorious heroes. For them, war is an exciting adventure, the boys do not yet suspect that it will bring hunger, cold, pain of loss, and their life will never be the same.

The story tells not only about the children of the blockade, but also about the fact that you always need to remain human, appreciate what you have, be friends for real, admit your mistakes, be able to forgive and ask for forgiveness and never lose hope. Such books not only help to learn historical facts, but also bring up respect for veterans, for our history.

1. Junior Scout

(According to the story of Vladimir Bogomolov "Ivan")

The protagonist of the story by V. O. Bogomolov is the boy Ivan. He comes from Gomel. His father and sister died. Ivan had to go through a lot: he was in the partisans, and in Trostyanets - in the death camp.

And the hero made a decision - to take revenge on the enemy, to become useful to our army.

Ivan is still just a boy: he plays like his peers, collects knives, arming himself with binoculars, like a real commander. He would like to remain a child, but he has to face death every day.

Ivan lives for a long time in the territory occupied by the Germans, walks around the villages, towns and collects information for the headquarters about the strength of the enemy and his weapons. He sees everything, remembers everything. And the information he gets is very valuable.

Reading about the boy's stay behind enemy lines, you understand that it is hard and scary for him: he is alone, dangerous situations arise daily, and there is no one to ask for advice. How courageous do you need to be? strong-willed person- after all, I had to rely only on myself. Even the brave Kholin, in a conversation with Galtsev, said: “You have been fighting for the third year? .. And I am the third ... And in the eyes of death - like Ivan! - we may not have looked in ... Behind you is a battalion, regiment, an entire army ... And he is alone - a Child!

Kholin, Galtsev, Katasonich are Ivan's adult friends partisan detachment. They treat him like a father, with tenderness, they are ready to do everything for him, because they understand how dangerous the work that the boy does for the army headquarters is.

1. Brave Yolka.

(According to the story by Sergei Baruzdin "Her name is Yolka")

The main character of the story by S. Baruzdin - Yolka - at the beginning of the work is 13 years old. She lives in a village near Moscow with the beautiful name of Seryozhki. Yolka has a large family, his father was convicted "for an attempt on public property." As the chairman of the collective farm, he distributed to people potatoes that were stuck in the frost. Yolka was expelled from the pioneers for this, but in spite of everyone she wore a pioneer tie and wanted to join the Komsomol.

Time passed, and Yolka's father was released from prison. But the war began. Yolka heard a message about the German offensive on the country on the radio. All the men, including her father, were taken to the war. In autumn they dug trenches and built defensive lines. Hundreds of enemy planes flew to Moscow, at night the air shuddered from the roar of machines. The entire native Yolkin village was destroyed by German shells.

The war changed the girl. Instead of a cheerful, mischievous tomboy, she became “silent, withdrawn, as if she had been replaced. Not a smile. No glibness. And outwardly unrecognizable: a grimy face, a scarf pulled over her forehead, a tattered coat, high rubber boots. Hands are red, weather-beaten, with pimples. It's from water. Is this a tree? Christmas tree. Herringbone. Christmas tree-stick ... Is she? She is".

One day Yolka was called to the headquarters. She was entrusted with a responsible task - to transmit information to the other side of the Nara. Through the icy river, Yolka began to walk to a foreign, already German shore, and then returned back. Yolka's father was a detachment commander, he was located in a nearby forest and passed important information through his daughter. The Nazis were preparing to force the Nara River. The Christmas tree was supposed to convey the words of her father about the mining of the bridge over Nara. She had to go through the Germans. She courageously walked several kilometers, but then they grabbed her and locked her in the cellar. Then Yolka was taken out and forced to walk across the bridge. A column of German armored vehicles followed her. The girl bravely walked along the bridge, and when she reached the shore, a strong explosion sounded. She quickly ran to her people, because she had to convey urgent information, her back and chest were on fire. Then a German shell exploded next to the Christmas tree ... The brave girl died. She was only fifteen years old. Her friend, Lenka, also did not return from the war, he was buried in mass grave in distant Hungary.

1. Conclusion

Having read works of art about the exploits of my peers in the war, I would like to note that the writers each expressed their own ideas in their own way. artistic look to what is happening.

After analyzing the images of the main characters, I noticed a lot in common between them. This is not accidental, since the fates of many "children of war" are similar. Before the war they were ordinaryboys and girls. But a harsh hour has come - they showed how huge a child's heart can become when a sacred love for the Motherland and hatred for enemies flare up in it.little heroes great war everywhere they fought alongside their fathers and older brothers. At the forefront, on warships, in Brest Fortress, in the Kerch catacombs. These are the lines of the history of our Motherland and the biographies of its little citizens - ordinary boys and girls.

The young heroes of the stories have an "iron" character, they equally hate the Nazis, avenge their relatives;cherish the title of pioneers,all die the death of the brave, they are posthumously awarded a high award, the streets of our cities are named after them, schools, ships bear their names ...

Books about the war are like a monument to the dead. They solve one of the problems of education - they teach the younger generation love for the Motherland, perseverance in trials, they teach high morality on the example of fathers and grandfathers. Their importance is growing more and more in connection with the great relevance of the theme of war and peace in our days.

Chapter 2. Studying the level of awareness of classmates about the exploits of young war heroes.

2.1. Survey results.

I decided to find out what my classmates know about their peers who fought on an equal footing with adults, what they generally know about the war, about children who were direct participants or witnesses of those terrible days. I decided to find out if my peers read literature about the war. Are they interested in this topic? To this end We did a survey in class. The children were asked the following questions:
1. Do you read books about the Great Patriotic War?

1. Name a book about the war that made a particularly strong impression on you.
2. Do you know the heroes of the war, your peers?
3. Name the authors of works of art who wrote about the war.

After conducting a survey, we found out that my classmates know military literature not good enough. Only 2 people out of 19 (Alsu Kachaeva and Sultania Akzhigitova) read books about the war, 3 students know some of the pioneer war heroes; only one reader could name a book about the war, which caused a strong impression, 3 students named the authors of works of fiction about the war. And then I decided to eliminate these gaps in their knowledge and recommend that the guys read books about young heroes. Hold a reader's conference in order to draw attention to the book, form a collective reader's opinion, instill patriotic qualities in children, a sense of compassion and respect for people who have survived terrible years wars.

Conclusion

A study conducted on the knowledge of students of the 7th grade of works about the war, about the heroic deeds of children showed that not all of my classmates are interested in the heroes of the war. "Heroes" of our time, unfortunately, are fictional, virtual characters from the computer world. By participating in our family project, my classmates get to know new characters.

The reading level of children is on the rise.

I will try to satisfy the readership of my peers by offering them a list of fiction about the war.

III. Conclusion

Each of us learns about the war in different ways: someone heard the story of a veteran, someone watched a movie, and someone read a book by a front-line writer ...

The works of fiction I read about the feat of brave little heroes expanded my understanding of the war, returned me to the difficult but heroic events of the war years, helped me see these events through the eyes of my peers, go through severe trials with them and know the joy of a feat in the name of Victory. Written on the "hot pursuit" of events, books about the war are a kind of bridge connecting generations. For us, these books are important, because it is with their help that we can compose complete picture wars, including historical facts and everyday details. Strength artistic word so great that it makes the past come to life, to end up in a terrible hell of inhuman suffering, helps to feel what befell the participants in the war. From the content of what I read, I extracted the main moral lesson: stories teach goodness, humanity, justice.

I will try to "reach out to the hearts" of my classmates, to interest them in military works, so that stories and stories about the war become their reference books

IV. Bibliography

1. Baruzdin S.A. Her name is Yolka: a story. - M .: Det.lit., 1985.

2. Brinsky A.P. The girl from Maryina grove: a war story. - M.: Det.lit., 1973.

3. Children of wartime / Comp. E. Maksimova. - 2nd ed., additional - M .: Politizdat, 1988.

4. There is a people's war. Poems about the Great Patriotic War / comp. N.I. Gorbachev. - M.: Det.lit., 2002.

5. Forever in the memory of the people. - M .: Young Guard, 1975.

6. Nadezhdina N.A. Partisan Lara: a story. - M.: Det.lit., 1988.

7. Pecherskaya A.N. Children-heroes of the Great Patriotic War: stories. - M.: Bustard-Plus, 2005.

8. Hour of courage: poems and stories. – M.: Ed.Oniks, 2008.

Internet resources

1. Large e-library http://www.big-library.info/

V. Appendix

"About children-heroes"

for middle-aged children

1. Avramenko A.I. The story "Messengers from captivity".
2. Baruzdin S.A. The story "Her name is Yolka."
3. Bogomolov V.O. The story of Ivan.
4. Brinsky A.P. The story "The Girl from Maryina Grove".
5. Vereiskaya E.N. The story of the three girls.
6. Vishnev P.P. Yoongi's story.
7. Voronkova L.F. The story of a girl from the city.
8. Dubrovin V.B. The story "Boys in forty-one".
9. Zharikov A.D. Collection of short stories "Young partisans".
10. Ilyina E.Ya. The story of the fourth height.
11. Kassil L.A., Polyanovsky M.L. The story "Street of the youngest son."
12. Kataev V.P. The story "Son of the Regiment".
13. Korolkov Yu.M. The stories "Lenya Golikov", "Marat Kazei", "Valya Kotik", "Zina Portnova".
14. Kosmodemyanskaya L.T. The story of Zoya and Shura.
15. Krapivin V.P. The story "Shadow of the caravel".
16. Likhanov A.A. The stories "My General", "Steep Mountains", "Music", "Wooden Horses".
17. Nadezhdina N.A. The story "Partisan Lara".
18. Naidich M.Ya. The story "Overcoat for growth."
19. Suvorina E.I. The story "Vitya Korobkov".
20. Yakovlev Yu.Ya. The tale "How Seryozha went to war", the story "Girls from Vasilyevsky Island".
21. Kozlov V. "Vitka from Chapaevskaya Street"
22. Rudny V. "Children of Captain Granin"
23. Sobolev A. "Quiet post"
24. Alekseev S. "Stories about the war"
25. Balter B. "Goodbye boys!"
26. Bogomolov V. "Zosya"
27. Mityaev A. "Letter from the front"

Stories about the Great Patriotic War by Vladimir Bogomolov

Vladimir Bogomolov. Extraordinary morning

Grandfather went up to his grandson's bed, tickled his cheek with his grayish mustache and said cheerfully:

- Well, Ivanka, get up! It's time to get up!

The boy quickly opened his eyes and saw that his grandfather was dressed unusually: instead of the usual dark suit, he was wearing a military tunic. Vanya immediately recognized this tunic - grandfather was photographed in it in May 1945 on the last day of the war in Berlin. On the tunic there are green epaulettes with a small green star on a narrow red stripe, and medals on beautiful multi-colored ribbons lightly jingle above the pocket.

On the photograph, grandfather is very similar, only his mustache is completely black-black, and a thick wavy forelock peeked out from under the visor of his cap.

- Ivan the Bogatyr, get up! Get ready for a hike! grandfather hummed merrily in his ear.

“Is today already Sunday?” Vanya asked. - Are we going to the circus?

- Yes. Today is Sunday, - grandfather pointed to a sheet of the calendar. But Sunday is special.

The boy looked at the calendar: "What is special Sunday?" he thought. On the calendar sheet, the name of the month, the number was printed in red ink. As always. “Maybe today is Victory Day? But this holiday happens in the spring, in May, and now it’s still winter ... Why is grandfather in military uniform?

- Yes, you have a good look, - said grandfather and lifted Vanya in his arms, brought him to the calendar and asked:

Do you see what month it is? And he answered himself:

— month of February. And the number? Second. And what happened on that day, many, many years ago, in 1943? Forgot? Oh, Ivan - a soldier's grandson! I told you, and more than once. And last year, and the year before ... Well, remember? ..

“No,” Vanya admitted honestly. “I was very young then.

Grandfather lowered his grandson to the floor, squatted down and pointed to a polished yellow medal, which hung on his tunic first after two silver ones - "For Courage" and "For Military Merit". Soldiers with rifles were minted on the circle of the medal. They went on the attack under an unfurled banner. Airplanes were flying over them, and tanks were rushing to the side. At the top, near the very edge, it was ousted: "For the defense of Stalingrad."

I remember, I remember! Vanya shouted with delight. - On this day, you defeated the Nazis on the Volga ...

Grandfather smoothed his mustache and, pleased, boomed:

- Well done for remembering! Didn't forget, that is. So today we will go with you to the places where the fighting took place, where we stopped the Nazis and from where they drove us to Berlin itself!

Let's go, reader, and we will follow our grandfather, and remember those days when the fate of our country, our Motherland was decided near the city on the Volga.

Grandfather and grandson walked through the winter sunny city. The snow crunched underfoot. Loud trams whizzed by. Trolleybuses rustled heavily with large tires. Cars rushed by one by one... Tall poplars and wide maples nodded amiably to pedestrians with snow-covered branches... sun bunnies bounced off the blue windows of new houses and briskly jumped from floor to floor.

Coming out to the wide Railway Station Square, grandfather and the boy stopped at a snow-covered flower bed.

Above the station building, a tall spire with a golden star rose into the blue sky.

Grandfather took out a cigarette case, lit a cigarette, looked around the railway station, the square, new houses, and again the events of the distant war years were remembered to him ... a junior reserve lieutenant, a veteran soldier.

The Great Patriotic War was on.

Hitler forced other countries, his allies, to participate in the war against us.

The enemy was strong and dangerous.

We had to temporarily retreat to our troops. We had to temporarily give our lands to the enemy - the Baltic states, Moldova, Ukraine, Belarus ...

The Nazis wanted to take Moscow. We were already looking at the capital through binoculars ... The day of the parade was appointed ...

Yes, Soviet soldiers defeated enemy troops near Moscow in the winter of 1941.

Having suffered a defeat near Moscow, Hitler ordered his generals in the summer of 1942 to break through to the Volga and capture the city of Stalingrad.

Access to the Volga and the capture of Stalingrad could ensure the successful advance of the Nazi troops to the Caucasus, to its oil wealth.

In addition, the capture of Stalingrad would divide the front of our armies in two, cut off the central regions from the south, and, most importantly, would enable the Nazis to bypass Moscow from the east and take it.

Having transferred 90 divisions to the south, all the reserves, creating an advantage in manpower and equipment, the fascist generals in mid-July 1942 broke through the defenses of our Southwestern Front and moved towards Stalingrad.

The Soviet command did everything to detain the enemy.

Two reserve armies were urgently allocated. They stood in the way of the Nazis.

The Stalingrad Front was created between the Volga and the Don.

Women, children, the elderly were evacuated from the city. Defensive structures were built around the city. They stood in the way of fascist tanks steel hedgehogs and gouges.

At each factory, workers created battalions of volunteer militias. During the day they assembled tanks, made shells, and after the shift they prepared to defend the city.

The fascist generals received an order to wipe out the city on the Volga.

And on a sunny day on August 23, 1942, thousands of planes with black crosses hit Stalingrad.

Wave after wave came "Junkers" and "Heinkels", dropping hundreds of bombs on residential areas of the city. Buildings collapsed, huge pillars of fire rose to the sky. The whole city was shrouded in smoke - the glow of burning Stalingrad could be seen for tens of kilometers.

After the raid, the fascist generals reported to Hitler: the city has been destroyed!

And they received an order: take Stalingrad!

The Nazis managed to break through to the outskirts of the city, to the tractor factory and to the Oak ravine. But there they were met by battalions of volunteer workers, Chekists, anti-aircraft gunners and cadets of a military school.

The battle went on all day and all night. The Nazis did not enter the city.

Vladimir Bogomolov. Fedoseev Battalion

Enemy soldiers managed to break through to the railway station of the city.

There were fierce battles at the station for fourteen days. The soldiers of the battalion of Senior Lieutenant Fedoseev fought to the death, repulsing more and more enemy attacks.

Our command kept in touch with Fedoseev's battalion, first by telephone, and when the Nazis surrounded the station, then by radio.

But Fedoseev did not answer the call signs of the headquarters. They called him all day, but he was silent. It was decided that all the soldiers of the battalion were killed. Morning came, and over the broken roof of one of the houses they saw a red banner fluttering. This means that the Fedoseyevites are alive and continue to fight the enemy!

The army commander, General Chuikov, ordered that the order be delivered to Senior Lieutenant Fedoseev, so that he and the soldiers retreated to new positions.

Sergeant Smirnov was sent as a messenger. The sergeant somehow got to the ruins of the station and found out that only ten people remained from the battalion. The commander, Senior Lieutenant Fedoseev, also died.

The messenger asks: “Why are you silent? Why don't you answer the calls of the headquarters?

It turned out that the projectile broke the radio. The radio operator was killed.

The fighters began to wait for the night to retreat to new positions. And at this time, the Nazis again launched an attack.

Tanks in front, and machine gunners behind them.

The Fedoseyevites lay down in the ruins.

The enemy soldiers are advancing.

Getting closer. Nearer.

Fedoseevtsy are silent.

The Nazis decided that all our soldiers had died ... And, rising to their full height, they rushed to the station.

- Fire! - the command was distributed.

Machine guns and machine guns fired.

Molotov cocktails flew into the tanks.

One tank caught fire, another stalled, a third stopped, a fourth turned back, followed by fascist submachine gunners...

The fighters took advantage of the panic of the enemy, removed the banner pierced by fragments and went to their cellars to their new positions.

The Nazis paid dearly for the station.

In mid-September, the Nazi troops intensified their attacks again.

They managed to break into the city center. There were battles for every street, for every house, for every floor...

From the station, grandfather and grandson went to the Volga embankment.

Let's go after them.

Near the house where they stopped, a tank turret is mounted on a gray square pedestal.

Here, during the battles for the city, the headquarters of the main, central, crossing was located.

To the right and left of this place, trenches stretched along the entire Volga coast. Here our troops defended the approaches to the Volga, from here they repulsed enemy attacks.

Such monuments - a green tank tower on a pedestal - stand along our entire line of defense.

Here the soldiers-Stalingraders took an oath: "Not a step back!" Further, to the Volga, they did not let the enemy in - they protected the approaches to crossings across the river. Our troops received reinforcements from the other side.

There were several crossings across the Volga, but the Nazis were especially fierce near the central one.

Vladimir Bogomolov. Flight "Swallows"

Enemy bombers hovered over the Volga day and night.

They chased not only tugs, self-propelled guns, but also fishing boats, small rafts - sometimes the wounded were transported to them.

But the rivermen of the city and the sailors of the Volga flotilla, in spite of everything, delivered the goods.

Once upon a time there was...

Sergeant Smirnov is summoned to the command post and given the task: to get to the other side and tell the head of the rear of the army that the troops will hold out at the central crossing for the night, and in the morning there will be nothing to repel enemy attacks. Ammunition needs to be delivered urgently.

Somehow, the sergeant got to the head of the rear, handed over the order of the commander, General Chuikov.

The fighters quickly loaded a large barge and began to wait for the launch.

They wait and think: “A powerful tugboat will come, pick up a barge and quickly throw it across the Volga.”

The fighters are looking - an old steamer is plopping, and it is somehow inappropriately named - "Swallow". The noise from it is such that plug your ears, and the speed is like that of a turtle. "Well, they think - you can't get to the middle of the river on this one."

But the barge commander tried to reassure the fighters:

- Don't look that the little steamer is slow. He transported more than one barge like ours. The team at the "Swallow" is fighting.

Suitable "Swallow" to the barge. The fighters are watching, but there are only three teams on it: a captain, a mechanic and a girl.

Before the steamboat had time to approach the barge, the girl, the daughter of the mechanic Grigoriev - Irina, deftly hooked the hook of the cable and shouted:

- Let's get a few people on the longboat, you will help fight off the Nazis!

Sergeant Smirnov and two fighters jumped onto the deck, and the "Swallow" dragged the barge.

As soon as they reached the reach, German reconnaissance aircraft circled in the air, rockets hung on parachutes over the crossing.

It became as bright as day.

Bombers swooped in behind the scouts and began to dive first onto a barge, then onto a longboat.

Fighters from rifles hit the planes, bombers almost touch the pipes, the masts of the longboat with their wings. To the right and left along the sides are columns of water from bomb explosions. After each explosion, the fighters look around anxiously: “Is that all. Got it?!" They look - the barge is moving towards the shore.

The captain of the Swallow, Vasily Ivanovich Krainov, an old Volgar, know the steering wheel turns left and right, maneuvers - takes the longboat away from direct hits. And all - forward, to the shore.

German mortars noticed the steamboat and the barge and also began to fire.

Mines howl flying by, splashing into the water, shrapnel whistling.

One mine hit the barge.

The fire started. The flames ran across the deck.

What to do? Break the rope? The fire is about to get close to the boxes with shells. But the captain of the longboat turned the helm sharply, and ... The Lastochka went to approach the burning barge.

Somehow they moored to the high side, grabbed hooks, fire extinguishers, buckets of sand - and onto the barge.

The first is Irina, followed by the fighters. Fall asleep fire on deck. They knock him off the boxes. And no one thinks that any box can explode every minute.

The fighters threw off their overcoats, pea jackets, they cover the flames with them. Fire burns hands and faces. Stuffy. Smoke. Breathing is difficult.

But the fighters and the Lastochka team turned out to be stronger than the fire. The ammunition was salvaged and brought to shore.

All the longboats and boats of the Volga flotilla had so many such flights that they could not be counted. Heroic flights.

Soon in the city on the Volga, where there was a central crossing, a monument to all rivermen-heroes will be erected.

Vladimir Bogomolov. 58 days on fire

From the central crossing to Lenin Square, the main square of the city, very close.

Even from a distance, passers-by from the wall of the house, which overlooks the square, notice a soldier in a helmet. The soldier looks attentively and seriously, as if asking not to forget about those who fought here, on the square.

Before the war, few people knew this house - only those who lived in it. Now this house is famous!

Pavlov's House! Soldier's House!

This house was then the only surviving house on the square, not far from the crossing.

The Nazis managed to capture him.

Having placed machine guns and mortars on the floors, the enemy soldiers began to fire at our positions.

The commander of the regiment Elin called scouts - Sergeant Yakov Pavlov and fighters: Sasha Alexandrov, Vasily Glushchenko and Nikolai Chernogolov.

"Here's what, guys," said the colonel, "go visit the Fritz at night." Find out how many of them are there, how best to get to them and whether it is possible to knock them out of there.

This house is a very important object in a strategic sense. Whoever owns it keeps the entire Volga region under fire ...

At night at that time the streets were as dark as a cave. The Nazi soldiers were very afraid of the dark. Every now and then they fired flares into the night sky. And as soon as they notice any movement on our part, something suspicious, they immediately open a hurricane of fire.

On such a disturbing night, Sergeant Pavlov and his comrades went on reconnaissance. Where bent over, and where they crawled in a plastunsky way, they reached the extreme wall of this house.

Lie down, not breathing. Listen.

The Nazis in the house are talking, smoking, shooting from rocket launchers.

Pavlov crawled up to the entrance and hid. He hears someone coming up from the basement.

The sergeant prepared a grenade. Then a rocket lit up the sky, and the scout saw an old woman at the entrance. And she saw the fighter, was delighted.

Pavlov quietly asks:

— What are you doing here?

“We didn’t have time to leave for the Volga. There are several families here. The Germans drove us into the basement.

- Clear. Are there many Germans in the house?

- In those entrances we do not know, but in ours there are twenty people.

- Thank you, mother. Hide quickly in the basement. Tell the rest: do not go out to anyone. We are going to arrange a small fireworks display for the Fritz.

Pavlov returned to his comrades and reported on the situation.

- Let's act!

Scouts crawled up to the house from two sides, got used to it and threw a grenade at the window frames.

One after another, there were powerful explosions. A flame erupted. It smelled of burning.

The fascists, dumbfounded by the unexpected attack, jumped out of the entrances, jumped out of the windows - and to their own.

- Fire on the enemy! commanded by Pavlov.

The scouts opened fire with machine guns.

- Behind me! Take the floors!

On the second floor, the fighters threw a few more grenades. The enemies thought that a whole battalion had attacked them. The Nazis abandoned everything and rushed in all directions.

The scouts examined the floors in all the entrances, made sure that not a single living fascist was left in the house - and Pavlov gave the command to take up defense. The Nazis decided to recapture the house.

For a whole hour they shelled the house with cannons and mortars.

The firing is over.

The Nazis decided that the battalion of Russian soldiers could not stand it and retreated to their own.

German submachine gunners again moved to the house.

- Do not shoot without a command! Sergeant Pavlov told the soldiers.

Here are the machine gunners at the very house.

Well-aimed turns of the Pavlovites mowed down the enemies.

The Nazis retreated again.

And again, mines and shells rained down on the house.

It seemed to the Nazis that nothing living could remain there.

But as soon as the enemy submachine gunners rose and went on the attack, they were met by well-aimed bullets and scout grenades.

For two days the Nazis stormed the house, but they could not take it.

The Nazis realized that they had lost an important object from where they could fire on the Volga and all our positions on the shore, and decided to knock out of the house at all costs Soviet soldiers. Fresh forces were thrown up - a whole regiment.

But our command also strengthened the garrison of scouts. Machine gunners, armor-piercers, machine gunners came to the aid of Sergeant Pavlov and his soldiers.

For 58 days, Soviet soldiers defended this home-line.

You can get to the Krasny Oktyabr plant by trolley bus along Lenina Avenue.

Vanya perched at the window and every time they drove past the tank towers on pedestals, he joyfully shook his grandfather and shouted: “More! One more!.. Again!.. Look, grandfather! Look!.."

- I see, granddaughter! I see! This is the front line of our defense. Here the fighters fought to the death, and the fascist troops could not break through further.

The trolleybus stopped.

“Next stop is Red October!” the driver announced.

- Our granddaughter! Get ready to leave.

Factories of Stalingrad.

In their workshops, the workers of the city stood at the machines in two or three shifts - they cooked steel, assembled and repaired tanks and guns put out of action by the enemy, and made ammunition.

Militia workers went from the shops to fight the enemy for native city, for the native plant.

Steelworkers and rolling mills, assemblers, turners and locksmiths became soldiers.

Having beaten off the attacks of the enemy, the workers again returned to their machines. Factories continued to operate.

Hundreds of brave workers became famous defending their native city, native plant, and among them - the first female steelworker Olga Kuzminichna Kovaleva.

Vladimir Bogomolov. Olga Kovaleva

The enemy is one and a half kilometers from the tractor plant, in the village of Meliorativny.

A detachment of militiamen received the task of dislodging the Germans from the village.

The battle began at the village, on the outskirts of it.

The militias went on the attack. Among them was the squad leader, Olga Kovaleva.

The Nazis opened heavy fire on the attackers from machine guns and mortars ...

I had to lay down.

The militias clung to the ground, they can not raise their heads. Look - the Germans went on the attack. Here they go around.

At this time, the chain of fighters reported that the commander of the detachment had died.

And then Olga Kovaleva decided to raise the fighters in a counterattack. She stood up to her full height and shouted:

Follow me, comrades! Let's not let the enemy to our factory! To our city!!!

The workers heard the call of Olga Kovaleva, got up and rushed towards the enemy.

- For the native plant! For our city! For the Motherland! Hooray!..

The Nazis were driven out of the village.

Many militias were killed in that battle. died

and Olga Kuzminichna Kovaleva.

In honor of the militia heroes, monuments were erected at the factory gates.

On the marble slabs are the names of those who gave their lives in battles for the city, for their native factory.

Workers go to the factory and swear to the fallen to work in such a way as not to disgrace their military honor.

They return from the shift - they mentally report what has been done during the working day.

A real T-34 tank is installed at the tractor factory at the central entrance.

Such combat vehicles were produced here in the war.

When the enemy approached the city, the tanks were heading straight from the assembly line into battle.

Quite a few heroic deeds committed Soviet tankers in the days great battle on the Volga.