The war is not a female face. "" The war is not a female face "(according to the novel of the same name with Aleksievich)

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The novel votes S. Aleksievich was investigated. "The war is not a female face." A comparative analysis of the context was carried out with the memories of the participants of the Stalingrad battle of Zoe Alexandrovna Troitskoy - a resident of the city of Kamyshin to the events of the Great Patriotic War and now. It was revealed that in the work there is a new understanding of the problem of personality in the literature, an in-depth interest in the inner world of a woman. In the field of view of the writer, the mental state of a person, pre-ending huge shocks, and it helps to comprehend what happened to the society as a whole. Facts of the biography of individual heroines merge into one most difficult life intricate. Consumer research makes it possible to conclude that the "romance of votes" can be called a synthetic biography, as it represents the process of accumulating a woman experience belonging to a separate person and the whole era, the author stopped at such evidentity evidence that objectively talk about the subjective perception of terrible The events of the war, allow you to create a holistic picture of what is happening.

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5. Popova Z.D. Language and national consciousness. Questions of theory and methodology / ZD POV, I.A. Sterlin. - Voronezh, 2002. - p.26.

Every year the events of the Great Patriotic War are distinguished from us, now living, and, thinking about what had to survive Soviet people, you understand: each of them is a hero. In 1983, the book "The war is not a female face" was written. Two years she lasted in the publisher. Only representatives of censorship did not blame the journalist. Roman votes "The war is not a female face" was published in 1985. After that, the book has been reprinted more than once in other countries.

The purpose of this work is to study the work of Svetlana Aleksievich "The war is not a female face" in the aspect of conforming the interpretation of the events of the Stalingrad battle from the point of view of other eyewitnesses. The material of the study was the memories of Zoe Alexandrovna Troitskoy - veteran of the Great Patriotic War.

Svetlana Aleksievich devoted the "novel of the votes" of the exploits of the Russian woman. The author itself determines the genre of the work as a documentary prose. The book was based on over 200 women's stories. This determines the relevance of the problem, since the work is evidence of the Epoch who has played a decisive role in the life of the country. The scientific novelty of the theme is due to a small degree of studied creativity of the writer.

The work can be called a synthetic biography, as it represents the process of accumulating a woman experience belonging to a separate personality and the whole epoch.

"Four tormenting years I am going by baked kilometers of someone else's pain and memory," collecting the stories of female Frontovikov: physicians, snipers, flyers, shooters, tankers. In war, there was no such specialty that would not be given to them. Aleksievich on the pages of the stories takes an interview with the participants of the war, so everyone is the history of heroes. Those who fought and survived in this war. Svetlana listened, noting: "All of them: both words, and silence - for me the text." Making records in notepads, Aleksievich decided that it would not be for the front-line, guessing and adding. Let them say ...

Svetlana Aleksievich tried a large story to reduce to one person to understand something. But even in the space of a single human soul, everything became not only not clearer, but even more incomprehensible than in big history: "There can be one heart for hatred, and the second is for love. The person has one. " And women fragile, gentle - are they created for war?

With each chapter, with each story you begin to think differently. All that surrounds us is the little things. Another thing is important: to see your children happy, hear their laughter. Fall and wake up next to your loved one and know that he is near. See the sun, sky, peaceful sky.

The work is a new understanding of the problem of personality in the literature, an in-depth interest in the inner world of a woman. In the field of view of the author's mental state of a person who has undergone huge shocks, and it helps to comprehend what happened with the society as a whole. Facts of the biography of individual heroines merge into one most difficult life intricate. Proof of which is the comparative analysis of the context with the memories of the participants of the Stalingrad battle of Zoe Alexandrovna Troitskaya - residents of the city of Kamyshin.

Zoya Alexandrovna says that he decided to go to the front volunteer: "In the military registration and enlistment office, gymnasts, belts and pilots were given, and the shoes were their own. We immediately dressed us, took bags that parents were collected, and gathered in the park ... ". Compare, as I tell about sending to the front of the heroine of the novel votes Maria Ivanovna Morozova: "They came to the draft board, we were immediately introduced into one door, and they brought them to another: I worked such a beautiful braid, from there I had already left without a braid. .. Moved in a soldamest ... and the dress was taken away. I did not have time to mom neither dress nor a spit away. She very much asked something from me, something left for her. Immediately we were dressed in gymnasters, pilots, gave storms and was loaded into the commodity composition, on a straw. But the straw is fresh, she still smelled. "

"Began to say goodbye, the ferry came up, we were moved there all. Our parents remained on the steep coast. And we swam on the shore. We were sent to the shore. And we are on this left shore on foot to the very Red Yar. This is just the village opposite Stalingrad "(according to memories of Z. Tyutsky).

In the book S. Aleksievich continues the story of the heroine Elena Ivanovna Babina: "From Kamyshin, where we took the oath, on the left bank of the Volga went walking to the Kapustina Yara itself. There was a spare regiment. " Dry details. Comparing the memories of Z. Troitskaya with the events of the novel votes, we understand that the author, contrary to numerous critics, in this case, mitigates the difficulties of the movement of the transition: "Our junction, our bags are visible on the bulls, because the horses were at the front. And this is the first our test, because many have been in different shoes, the boots did not have everyone: who has shoes, who have boots, hashi. Many legs are fined. Someone lagged behind us, someone drove away by car. Well, in general, got - twenty kilometers went on foot. And here in the cabbage tire part to the lords, and part of the 138 division was sent. Ludnikov commanded Ivan Ilyich there. "

The girls were trained in just a few days. "In the Red Yar, ten days taught links. Rome Roma was, and Valya, I and Zina became telephonist telephones "(according to the memories of Troitsky). Aleksievich stops the choice on the memories of Mary Ivanovna Morozova, who entered into themselves all the details of entering the military life: "began to learn. We studied the charters, ... disguise on the ground, chemical protection. ... with closed eyes learned to collect and disassemble the sniper, determine the speed of the wind, the movement of the target, the distance to the target, the cells to dig, crawl in Plastanski. "

The first meeting with death each had his own, but one unites them: the fear that settled in the heart forever, that and your life can be easily converged: "I had a curious case-first, so to speak, meeting with German. We walked for water to the Volga: there they did the cut. Run rather far behind the bowlers. It was my turn. I ran, and here began shelling by tracing bullets. Scary, of course, the buzz was here. Up to half succeed, and there is a funnel from the bomb. Began shelling. I jumped there, and there the German was dead and I jumped out of the funnel. I forgot about the water. Rather, run "(according to the memories of Trinity).

Compare with the memories of the ordinary signaling of Nina Alekseevna Semenova: "We arrived to Stalingrad ... There are mortal battles. The most deadly place ... Water and land were red ... And with one bank of the Volga, we need to cross the other. ... I wanted to leave in the reserve, but I raised such a roar ... In the first battle, the officers faced me from Bruzier, I turned my head to see everything to see. Some curiosity was, children's curiosity ... naive! The commander shouts: "Private Semenova! Private Semenova, you went crazy! This mother ... kill!" I could not understand this: how can I kill me if I just arrived at the front? I have not yet knew what kind of death is ordinary and unintelligible. It does not elap it, you can't persuade. We brought the national militia in the old one-grandfather. Old men and boys. They were given two grenades and sent them without a rifle, the rifle had to be mined in battle. After the fight, there was no one ... all killed ... ".

Claudia Grigorievna Krohin, Senior Sergeant, Sniper: "We clutched, and I watch. And here I see: one German raised. I clicked, and it fell. And so, you know, I have been swirling all, my bare all. I cried. When the targets shot - nothing, and here: how did I kill a person? .. ".

Forceing herself, they brought victory, the road to which began from Stalingrad: "At that time, the German surrender was preparing, ultimatums were presented, and began to put our banners, built on the wreckage of the department store. Commander arrived - Chuiks. In the division began to ride. And on February 2, the rally was made and danced, sang, and hugged, and shouted, and fired, and kissed, oh, so drank the guys. Of course, we didn't drink very much, but the fact is that all this was a piece of victory. It has already been hope that the Germans will not go, as they have planned, to the Urals. We faith was in a victory, in what we will win "(Trinity). And this feeling of each participant of the war is one: "I just remember: I shone - Victory! All day stood a cry ... Victory! Victory! Brothers! We won ... And we were happy! Happy !! " .

There is in the book string book that it was no longer a description of combat operations, but the life of a person in war, any trifle of life. After all, these non-trimmed girls were ready for a feat, but not to life in war. Did they assume that they would have to wind up the ports, wearing two boots - three sizes more, crawl in Plastanski, dig the trenches ...

Women in this book are strong, courageous, honest, but above all, we need a world. How much had to overcome, how difficult it is to continue our life path with these memories. We are sincerely proud of everyone, about whom this work is not written about the book. The study allows us to conclude that the "romance of votes" can be called a synthetic biography, as it represents the process of accumulating the woman's experience belonging to a separate person and the whole epoch, the author stopped at such evidence of eyewitnesses who objectively talk about the subjective perception of terrible events of war allow you to create a holistic picture of what is happening.

Reviewers:

Brysina E.V., D.Fil.n., Professor, Head of the Department of General and Slavic-Russian Linguistics of the Volgograd Social Pedagogical University, Volgograd;

Aleshchenko E.I., D. Fil., Professor of the Department of General and Slavic-Russian Linguistics of the Volgograd Social and Pedagogical University, Volgograd

Bibliographic reference

Latkin T.V. On the question of determining the genre of the work of Svetlana Aleksievich "The war is not a female face" // Modern problems of science and education. - 2015. - № 2-1.;
URL: http://science-education.ru/ru/article/view?id\u003d20682 (Date of handling: 02/02/2020). We bring to your attention the magazines publishing in the publishing house "Academy of Natural Science"

The writing

Fifty-seven years ago, our country was illuminated by the Light of Victory, victory in the Great Patriotic War. It was not easy for sale. For many years, the Soviet people walked the trips of the war, walked to save their homeland and all of humanity from the fascist oppression.
Each Russian person is the road to this victory, and probably, therefore, the topic of the Great Patriotic War not only does not lose its relevance, but every year finds all new and new incarnations in Russian literature. In his books, font writers trust us all personally experienced on Fire overhead strokes, in front-line trenches, in partisan detachments, in fascist shoes - all this is reflected in their poses and novels. "Cursed and killed", "Oberton" V. Astafieva, "Badge" V. Bykov, "Blockada" M. Kuraeva and many others - a return to the "Kroshevo" of war, in the nightmarish and inhuman pages of our history.
But there is another topic that deserves special attention - the theme of a difficult share of a woman in war. This topic is devoted to such a story as "and dawns here are quiet ..." B. Vasilyeva, "Love me, soldier" V. Bykov. But the novel of the Belarusian writer-journalist S. Aleksievich "The War is not a female person" produces a special and indelible impression.
Unlike other writers S. Aleksievich Heroes of his book made not fictional characters, but real women. The understanding, the availability of the novel and its extraordinary external clarity, the apparent simpleness of his form relate to the advantages of this wonderful book. Her novel is deprived of the plot, it is built in the form of a conversation, in the form of memories. For a long four years, the writer went "burned kilometers of someone else's pain and memory," the hundreds of stories of nurses, flyers, partisans, paratroopers, who, with tears, remembered terrible years with tears.
One of the chapters of the novel called "I don't want to remember ..." tells about those feelings that live in the hearts of these women to this day, which I would like to forget, but there is no possibility. Fear on a par with a true sense of patriotism lived in the hearts of girls. So describes one of the women's first shot: "We clutched, and I watched. And here I see: one German raised. I clicked, and it fell. And so, you know, I have been swirling all, my bare all. I cried. When the targets shot - nothing, and here: how did I kill a person? "
Sliste and memories of women about hunger when they were forced to kill their horses, so as not to die. In the chapter "It was not me" One of the heroines, a nurse, recalls his first meeting with the fascists: "I have bandaged the wounded, next to the fascist, I thought he was dead ... And he was wounded, he wanted to kill me. I felt like someone pushed me out, and turned to him. I managed to knock the machine with the machine. I did not kill him, but did not bandage, left. He had a wound in the stomach. "
War is primarily death. Reading the memories of women about the death of our fighters, whose husbands, sons, fathers, or brothers, is terribly done: "It is impossible to get used to death. To death ... Three days we were with wounded. They are healthy, strong men. They did not want to die. They all the time asked to drink, and it was impossible to drink, wound in the stomach. They died in our eyes, one by one, and we could not help them anything. "
All we know about a woman fits in the concept of "mercy". There are other words: "sister", "wife", "girlfriend" and the highest - "mother". But mercy in their content is present as the essence, as an appointment as the final meaning. A woman gives life, a woman protects life, the concept of "woman" and "life" is synonyms. Roman S. Aleksievich is another page of history, presented to readers after a long year of forced silence. This is another terrible truth about the war. In conclusion, I would like to bring the phrase of another heroine of the book "The war is not a female face": "A woman in war ... This is something that has no human words about."

The war is not a female face

Burns and spinning planet,

Over our homeland smoke,

And, it means that we need one victory,

One at all, we will not stand at the price.

B. Okudzhava.

Yes! He burned and spinning the planet. In this war, we lost millions of lives that we remember and pray. Here were all: children, women, old men and men who can keep the weapon, ready for everything, just to protect their edge, their loved ones. War. Just five letters: in-oh-nh, and how much they say. Fire, grief, flour, death. That's what war is.

Under guns, the main adult population of the Great Country was delivered. These are damages and builders, scientists and cultural figures. Those who could do a lot for the prosperity of the country, but the duty called. And stood on defending the fatherland and old and small.

Shoulders to the shoulder on the battlefields were men and women, whose debt was to keep the hearth, give birth and raise children. But they were forced to kill. And be killed. How painfully hurts! Woman and war are unnatural, but it was so. They killed to save children, mothers, their loved ones.

About war is written a lot. I want to tell about the book that shook me. This story Boris Vasilyeva "And the dawns here are quiet ...". Peaceful name, but what a terrible tragedy opens to us. There is a story about girls, still little who knew about life, but courageous and persistent. They are Zenitchitsy in the rear of our front. All quietly, peacefully. But suddenly the meeting with the Germans changes everything, and they go track the enemy and enter the saboteurs in the fight, not for life, but to death. The girls had to kill the enemy, a strong, dangerous, experienced, merciless.

There are only five of them. He led by the foreman Fedot Evgrafovich Vaskov, who, at his request, sent non-drinking. He asked for men, but sent girls. And so he commands them. He is 32 years old, but for the subordinates he "Slame Poek." Little-class, knows and knows how much.

And girls? What are they? What are they present? What do you know about life? All girls are different, with their difficult fate.

Rita Ojanina is a young mother, early married Lieutenant, who gave birth to a son and widowed in the early days of the war. Silent. Strict. Never smiles. Her task is to take revenge on her husband. By sending a son to a mother sick, who lived near, goes to the front. The soul is broken between the debt and love for a small son, to which she taper runs at night. It is she, returning from the sorry, almost stumbled upon the Germans.

The full opposite of her opposite is Evgeny Komelkova, although nobody calls her. For all she is Zhenka, Zhenya, beauty. "Redhead, high, whitewasher. And the eyes are green, round, like a saucer. " Germans shot the Germans. She managed to hide. Very artistic, always in a men's lens. Girlfriends are loved for courage, greasiness, recklessness. It remains naughty, throwing its unbearable pain deep in the heart. She also has a goal - to take revenge for the death of mom, dad, grandmother and a small brother.

And Galya fourth lived in an orphanage, she all gave her: and the name, and the surname. And dreamed of a girl about a beautiful life, about parents. Fantasized. He lived in his unreal, invented world. No, she did not lie, she believed in what he dreamed of. And suddenly the war that opens her "unzyatest face." The world collapses. She was frightened. And who would not be frightened? Who accuses this fragile little girl in fear? Me not. And Galya donated, but did not break. This fear must justify everything. She is a girl. And in front of her enemies who killed her girlfriend Sonya.

Sonechka Gurwich. Amateur poetry Alexander Blok. The same dreamer. And at the front does not part with the torus of poems. Very worried about the life of parents who remained in the occupation. They are Jews. And Sonya did not know that they were no longer alive. Worried for his friend, the same dreamer fighting on another front. Dreamed of happiness, thought about life after the war. And I met with a ruthless killer, who was noted in the girl's heart knife for the very handle. Fascist came to kill someone else's land. He does not feel sorry for him.

And at this time Lisa Brichkin sinks in a swamp. I was very rushing, I wanted to help bring, but stumbled. What saw she in her short life besides labor, forest, sick mother? Nothing. I really wanted to learn, go to the city, learn a new life. But her dreams destroyed the war. I liked Lisa my business, home, a high sense of debt and responsibility. And if it were not for war? Whatever become? How many kids gave birth? But did not have time. And I want to tell about it with the words of the Songrelkov song:

I became Ivoy, I became a herbushka,

Cranberry in other people's Tuesahs ...

And as I wanted to become a cravlor,

Milly fly in heaven.

To be his loved woman

Babies to give birth to gold ...

Only the war has breeded with Karelianchina -

There is no longer me alive.

Very sorry! Eternal memory!

How many girls are so many fate. All different. But they are united by one thing: Maiden's life dismissed, broke the war. Zenitchitsy, having received the order not to miss the enemy to the railway, the price of his own life was performed. All died. Killed in heroic. And they went to intelligence, not knowing the number of enemy, almost unarmed. The task was executed. The enemy stopped. What a price! How to live! As in different ways died. Everyone wants to send songs about each.

Zhenka! What an incendiary fire! Here it is drawn in front of the enemy, depicting a forestry brigade. And herself trembles all from the inside, but he holds the brand. Here guides the Germans from the wounded rita of oxygen. Screaming, swears, laughs, sings and shoots the enemy. She knows that he will die, but saves a girlfriend. This is heroism, courage, nobility. Death is in vain? Of course not. But very, very sorry to Zhenya.

And rita? Lies wounded, realizing that he will not survive. He shoots himself in the temple. Is this weakness? Not! There is no thousand times! What did she think before bringing the gun to the temple? Of course, about a son, the fate of which was presented by Fedot Evgrafovich Vaskov.

Nothing said about the foreman, and he is hero. As he could, defended the girls. He taught to escape from the German bullets. But war is war. The enemy was advantaged in numbers and skill. And yet Fedot managed to defeat the monsters one. Here he is a Russian modest man, warrior, defender. He revenged for his girls. How he shouted the Germans at the time of their captivity! And cried from grief. Brought a senior prisoners to his. And only then allowed himself to lose consciousness. Debt is executed. And the word, given Rita, also kept. Her son raised, learned and brought her mother's grave and girls. Put a monument. And now everyone knows that in this quiet place, the war was also walking and people.

Reading the story, the younger generation will learn about the terrible war, which they did not know. Will appreciate the world that gave them great-grandfather and grandfathers.

S. Alksievich - the artistic and documentary cycle "The war is not a female face ...".

"When for the first time in the history of the woman appeared in the army?

Already in the IV century BC in Athens and Sparta in the Greek troops fought women. Later they participated in the campaigns of Alexander Macedon. Russian historian Nikolai Karamzin wrote about our ancestors: "Slavs sometimes went to war with fathers and spouses, not afraid of death: So, in the siege of Constantinople in 626, many female corpses were found between killed Slavs. Mother, raising children, prepared them to be warriors. "

And in a new time?

For the first time - in England in the 1560-1650 began to form hospitals in which women soldiers served.

What happened in the XX century?

The beginning of the century ... In the first world war in England, women had already been taken to the royal air force, the royal auxiliary building was formed and the Women's Legion of Motor Transport - in the amount of 100 thousand people.

In Russia, Germany, France, many women also began to serve in military hospitals and sanitary trains.

And during World War II, the world witnessed a female phenomenon. Women served in all kinds of troops in many countries of the world: in the English army - 225 thousand, in American - 450-500 thousand, in German - 500 thousand ...

About a million women fought in the Soviet Army. They traded all military specialties, including the most "male." Even a language problem arose: the words "Tanker", "Infantryman", "Avtomatik" did not exist until the female kind, because a woman had never done this work. Women's words were born there, in war ...

From the conversation with the historian. "

"All we know about a woman is best noted in the word" mercy ". There are other words - sister, wife, friend and the highest - mother. But isn't it present in their content and mercy as the essence, as appointment, as the final meaning? Woman gives life, woman protects life, woman and life - synonyms.

At the most terrible war of the XX century, a woman had to become a soldier. She not only saved, tied out the wounded, but also shot from the sniper, bombed, undermined the bridges, went to intelligence, took the language. Woman killed. She killed the enemy, who wrapped with unprecedented cruelty on her land, on her house, on her children. "It's not a female share - to kill," says one of the heroines of this book, inspireing all the horror and all the brutal necessity of what happened.

Another will be broken on the walls of the defeated Reichstag: "I, Sofya Kuntsevich, came to Berlin to kill the war." That was the greatest sacrifice brought by them to the Altar of Victory. And the immortal feat, the whole depth of which we will comprehend from the years of peaceful life, "the book S. Aleksievich is so begins.

In it, she talks about women who have passed the Great Patriotic War, who served radio players, snipers, chefs, sinstructors, nurses, doctors. All they had different characters, fate, their own life story. United everyone, perhaps, one thing: a common impulse to the salvation of the Motherland, the desire to honestly fulfill their duty. Ordinary girls, sometimes very young, without thinking, went to the front. This is how the war began to nurse Lily Mikhailovna Budko: "The first day of war ... We are on dancing in the evening. We are sixteen years old. We went to the company, we spend together one, then the other ... And after two days of these guys, cadets of the tank school, which we were accompanied from the dances, brought cripples in the bandages. It was horror ... And I told my mother that I would go to the front. "

Having passed six months, and sometimes three-month courses, they, yesterday's schoolgirls, became nurses, radiors, sappers, snipers. However, they have not been able to fight yet. And they had often their own, books, romantic ideas about the war. Therefore, it was difficult for them at the front, especially in the first days and months. "I still remember my first wounded. I remember the face ... he had an open fracture of the middle third of the thigh. Imagine, sticking the bone, fragmentary wound, everything is turned out. I knew theoretically what to do, but when I ... it saw it, I became bad, "recalls Sophia Konstantininovna Dubnyakova, Sannaster, Senior Sergeant.

It was very difficult for them to get used to death, to what had to kill. Here is an excerpt from the story of Claudia Grigorievna Krochina, senior sergeant, sniper. "We lay down and I watch. And I see: one German raised. I clicked, and it fell. And so, you know, I have been swirling all, I broke my whole. "

But the story of the girl-gunners. "I was a machine gunner. I killed so much ... After the war, I was afraid to give birth for a long time. Gave birth when calmed down. Seven years old ... "

Olga Yakovlevna Omelchenko was an Sannaster rifle company. At first she worked in the hospital, began to regularly hand over her blood for the wounded. Then he met there with a young officer, who also poured her blood. But he, unfortunately, soon died. Then she went to the front, participated in a hand-to-hand combat, saw the wounded eyes with frowned eyes, with spelling belly. Olga Yakovlevna still can not forget these terrible paintings.

The war demanded from girls not only courage, skills, snorkens - she demanded sacrifice, readiness for a feat. So, Fecla Fedorovna jets during the war years was in partisans. In one of the battles, she wiffed both legs - they had to amputate them, it suffered several operations. Then he returned to his homeland, learned to go on prostheses. To carry bandages and medicines in the forest, to the wounded, the underground worker Maria Savitska had to go through police posts. Then she rubbed her three-month baby Salt - the child enjoed crying, she explained it with a typhoid, and she was missed. The monstrous in his hopeless cruelty painting the murder of his infant baby. Mother Radist had to drown his crying child, because because of him was subjected to the deadly danger of the whole detachment.

And what happened to them after the war? How did the country and surrounding people treated their heroins, yesterday's front-line? Often others met their gossip, unfair reproaches. "I reached Berlin with the army. Returned to his village with two orders of glory and medals.

He lived for three days, and on the fourth mother raises me from bed and says: "Daughter, I gathered you a nodule. Leave ... Go ... You have two younger sisters grow. Who will get married? Everyone knows that you were on the front for four years, with men ... "," says one of the heroines Aleksievich.

Heavy steel postwar years: the Soviet system did not change his attitude towards the people of the winner. "Many of us believed ... We thought that after the war everything would change ... Stalin would believe in his people. But another war did not end, and the echelons have already gone to Magadan. Echelons with winners ... arrested those who were in captivity, survived in German camps who were taken to the Germans to work - all who saw Europe. Could tell how people live there. Without communists. What are there at home and what roads. About the fact that there is no collective farm ... After the victory, everyone silenced. Silent and afraid, as before the war ... "

Thus, on the most terrible war, a woman had to become a soldier. And sacrifice your youth and beauty, family, loved ones. It was the greatest victim and the greatest feat. The feat in the name of Victory, in the name of love, in the name of the Motherland.

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What is the feat of a woman in war? What role was the woman played during the Great Patriotic War? It is for these questions that the writer S.A. Elksievich is trying to answer his text.

Revealing the female's female problem in the war, the author relies on its reasoning, life facts. On the one hand, a woman first is a mother, she gives life. But during the Great Patriotic War, she had to become a soldier. She killed the enemy, protecting his home and children. The immortality of the degree of the Russian Soviet woman is still comprehended. Explaining the heroic actions of women, Aleksievich uses the quote L.N. Tolstoy, who wrote about the "hidden heat of patriotism."

The writer amazes the fact that yesterday's schoolgirls, students voluntarily went to the front, making the choice between life and death, and this choice was simple as a breath. With the help of rhetorical issues, the author emphasizes that the people whose woman dragged his wounded and someone else's wounded soldier in a hard hour, it's impossible to win. S. Alksievich calls us to holy to women, low to them to the ground.

The copyright position is expressed directly: the feat of women in the war is that she passionately wanted to give all his strength to save the Motherland. She fought on a par with men: saved the wounded, pulling them out of the battlefield, undermined the bridges, went to intelligence, killed a cruel enemy.

Let us turn to literary examples. In the story B.L.Vasiliev "And the dawns here are quiet" talks about the feat of the five girls - Zenitchits. Each of them had their own score to the fascists. Husband Rita Osyanina, border guard, died on the first day of war. Leaving a little son on the care of a mother, a young woman went to the front to defend their homeland. The relatives of the Komelkova, as a family of Komostava, were shot, and the girl saw the shot from the basement, where Estonian was covered. Dudomovka Galka Fourth ascribed a year, fake the document to go fight. Zenitchitsy became and Sonya Gurvich, who went to the front with a student bench, and Lisa Brichkin, who dreamed of happiness in the deaf forest edge. Girls are dying in an unequal duel with sixteen German saboteurs. Each of them could become a mother, but a thread that could connect them with the future was interrupted, in this and there are anti-sest and tragedy of war.

We give another example. In the story of V. Babyov "his battalion" Sannictor Veretennikova Vera Commissan from the army as unsuitable for the building service, as the child is waiting for the civic husband to lieutenant Samokhin, but she refuses to obey the military order, wants to be near his beloved. Voloshin battalion must take a height well-strengthened height. Reverers are afraid to go to the attack. Faith drives them out of the swamp and makes go forward. She had to endure the death of the father of his future child, but she herself would die and not becoming a mother.

We concluded that the feat of women during the war of war is immortal. They were ready to give their lives for the sake of salvation of the Motherland, participated in the battles, saved the wounded.

Updated: 2017-09-24

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