Meetings with Writers - Beloevskaya Central Regional Library named after F

Meetings with Writers - Beloevskaya Central Regional Library named after  F
Meetings with Writers - Beloevskaya Central Regional Library named after F

Extracurricular activity

Scenario of a creative meeting with the writer E.S. Naumova

Participants : students in grades 7-8, teachers, librarians.

annotation ... The event is held in the form of a creative meeting in the library named after A.S. Pushkin. Pupils get acquainted with an interesting person: the Vyatka writer E.S. Naumova. In advance, students conduct research work (studying the biography and work of the writer, preparing literary composition). During the meeting, the author answers questions, reads his poems.

Theme : "Who wants to understand the poet, must go to the country of the poet" (Goethe).

Target : education of spirituality, patriotism, citizenship; familiarizing schoolchildren with beauty; development of links between generations.

Tasks : introduce students to art world writer E.S. Naumova, to involve them in creative research work; develop communicative literacy of students, their Creative skills; shape aesthetic taste and educate on this basis an aesthetic and moral personality;

The event is built on the basis of metasubject technology. The teacher creates conditions for the realization of the natural inclinations inherent in the child, organizes the activities of students, becomes an assistant and participant in the educational process. In the process of preparation and participation in the event, children learn to creatively represent their thoughts, learn to cooperate, learn the ability to correlate their activities with the activities of others, independently acquire knowledge, if necessary, resorting to the help of a teacher and other students.

Planned results:

1) subject:

understanding literature as special way knowledge of life,

the formation of the need for dialogue with the text, the ability to co-create with the writer in the process of reading perception,

preparing students for creative work;

the ability to plan ways to achieve goals,

mastering different types of speech activity and the basics of the culture of oral and written speech,

formation of information culture child's personality,

skill building creative activity,

the ability to work in a group, the ability to effectively cooperate and engage in dialogue, participate in collective discussion; possession of self-presentation skills; development of skills to give a reasoned assessment;

3) personal:

introduction to moral and ethical values ​​through communication with interesting and famous people,

shaping emotional sphere through the "living" of the text.

Equipment:

- exhibition of books by E. Naumova,

- presentation for literary composition;

- multimedia projector.

Event structure:

1. Organization of reception in the library named after A.S. Pushkin (Kirov).

2. Exhibition of books by E. Naumova.

4. Creative conversation with the writer.

5. Presentation of commemorative copies of books signed by E. Naumova.

Content of the event.

The created work is a biography of the soul.

E. Naumova.

1. Reception in the library named after A.S. Pushkin.

2. Exhibition of books by E. Naumova.

3. Literary composition about the life and work of E. Naumova.

(In preparation for the event, the students worked in groups, were offered tasks: to get acquainted with the creative biography of the writer, pick up poems for literary composition and memorize them, compose a script with the teacher and create a presentation)

Students recite poetry by heart.

Lead 1. Good afternoon, dear guests, dear guys! Today we have a wonderful day. And he is wonderful because an extraordinary meeting awaits us! Meeting the amazing creative person, able to see the miracle in the simplest and most extraordinary phenomena, objects - Elena Naumova!

Lead 2. Elena Stanislavovna Naumova was born in Kirov region, in the village of Vakhrushi, Slobodsky district, in the family of a musician and an employee. Big role, in addition to parents, grandmother and godmother played in the upbringing of the future poet.

By virtue of his profession, my father was forced to travel most of the time. But, despite being busy, it was he who, having read the first poems of his daughter, immediately saw her byethical giftedness, musicalnostbcontainness, sincerity of her poems.

Lead 1. NSlaterliterary club "Youth" dalopportunity for talentedda girl to believe in herself and present her poemsreaders. And take pThe decision to enter the Literary Institute was then helped by a young writer, and nowfamous TV presenter "Clever and clever ", MGIMO professor Yuri Vyazemsky, who saw the lyrea gift from Elena Naumova.

Elena enters - first by correspondence, and then transferred to the full-time department of the Literary Institute. A. M. Gorky. But does the Literary Institute make its students poets and writers? Rather, it helps to hone skills, because the gift of speech and a clear awareness of her path came to Elena much earlier.

In 1989, a fourth-year student of the Literary Institute, Elena Naumova, was admitted to the Writers' Union at the IX All-Union Meeting of Young WritersTHE USSR.

Lead 2. 1990 was a milestone: the institute is over, and we need to look for a foothold. Elena returns to her small homeland, to Vyatka. Works in regional periodicals, does he organizetera-journalistic studio "Children's patterns "at the Kirov Regional Palace of Children and Youth Creativity and,of course he continues to write.

Lead 1. Elena Naumova has a wide range of readers. The name of the poetess from Vyatka has long been discovered by poetry lovers, language teachers, students and schoolchildren. Her poems, stories and stories are published not only in Vyatka, but also in a hundredpersonal publications: in the almanacs "Istoki", "POETRY", "Evening Album", "Russian soul", in the magazines "October", "Moscow", "Our contemporary ”,“ North ”, on the pages“ Literary newspaper", And also come out in separate collections.

Lead 2. Elena Naumova becomes a laureate of the Kirov literary prizes named after Leonid Dyakonov, Ovid Lyubovikova, All-Russian prize named afterNikolay Zabolotsky. In 2005 and 2008 she is the winner of the annual Moscow International1st Contemporary Poetry Competition "Golden feather ".

Leading 1. C B 2008, the story of Elena Naumova "Graycat on a white cloud "was butmined by the famous critic and literary critic Pavel Basinsky onNSremy " Yasnaya Polyana"Named after Leo Tolstoy. And Elena Naumova becomes a finalist for the Ivan Bunin Prize.

Elena Stanislavovna Naumova enjoys authority among her brethrenNSabout the pen. But also the respect of colleagues, and the love of readers, and the attention of literarycriticsshe is not reassured, but only encouraged to doubt, searches, introspection and high exactingness to her works.

Lead 2. 2011. Lyrics by E. Naumova set to music talented musician Evgeny Schekalev, who recorded the song "Girl and Rain" together with Valentina Tolkunova.

Spring 2013. The collection of poems "Tokens" is published.

Lead 1. Tartistry of Marina Tsvetaeva is especially frequent« comes to life ”in the imagination of Elena Naumova. Tsvetaeva's poems help not to despair,ndo not give up creative suffering and joys. Elena finds a sense of kinship withvoice, intonationMarieus Tsvetaeva. There are direct initiations.

When the singing stops

On the threshold of cold weather

And the time comes

Rowan fruits-

Far away with the last wedge

The parting cry melts away ...

Noblewoman rowan

It burns with rubies.

Than the downpours will be angrier

Whipping at random and at random

The sweeter and more reddened

Rowan bunch.

Lead 2. A special uplifting role in creative biography E. Naumova syGRala Junna Moritz is an amazing poet, whose letters Elena Stanislaouta keeps both a relic and a sign great friendship"Singing heart". Yunna Moritz was able to professionally evaluate the poems of Elena Naumova and presentednerepiska, friendly communication. In the preface to the collection of poemsniy "Through the foliage "she writes:" ... Elena Naumova is a poet from those who liveAweigh -like foliage, trembling in the wind of life - like foliage, birds of joyand the sorrows singher soul - as in foliage, her poems are frank and quivering - asfoliage, and in the bestits lines are the excitement of foliage, which is in constantYan movementAweigh"

Of course it's autumn

Of course autumn

I'm all the dearest.

April mile

Through drops

And February.

The leaf burns out.

Shivers and melts.

Last page.

And a quiet angel

Soars over everything.

Saved and clean.

Lead 1. Poetess"Opens" to readers the sources of his creativity:« God, love, work. " Only about itselfthe mainyou can speak in verse, and the poet spiritualizes the fusion of "suffering and labor" and endows his lyrics with the ability« be born, live, breathe. "

My lyrics are not so bad.

They are without silver and gilding.

Without bright tinsel and husks ...

From God, from love and from work

Born. They breathe and live.

And they will live long in this world.

My poems are suffering and labor.

My poems, open, like children.

Leading 2 ... The poem is very touching"For the crane." It is about a tragic connection, a person living on earth, with the sky, with the breath of the earth.

Maybe I'm that crane

Never, never get caught.

God, how defenseless the earth is,

How beautiful

Especially in May.

I can hear her breathing.

I feel every exhalation and inhalation.

A high sky calling

Tireless, especially in May.

But the more furious is the cry of the crane,

The more painful the wings are cut

The more desperately the earth holds

All juices, herbs, dust ...

Cling to the wedge of cranes

And flap your wings at random.

But again I stay on the ground

And I look into the skies and cry.

Lead 1. Naumova's lyrics natural world which describes different phenomena... One gets the impression that the poetess looks at him through the eyes of an artist, strives to create a picture that the reader will see and feel.

Trees

Do terrible winds blow,

Or the heat will torment the gardens,

They are not at enmity with each other.

Because of the land, because of the water.

Surrounding all of us with care,

They carry warmth over the centuries.

Why only offend them

Big and the strong man?!

***

How many sad branches in October!

They are silent, remembering spring.

They only shudder quietly at dawn.

And under my window there is one like that.

Washed up by rain, naked

Before people, before an indifferent world.

She's already prickly like winter

Frosty. And yet beautiful.

***

In winter, the trees are stricter and wiser

No unnecessary jewelry, no shine.

No March glasses. No fancy.

Without the bird's mindless crackle.

Everything is cleanliness and austerity in December.

Everything - graphics, mysterious signs ...

And the harmony of light lines at dawn.

And in the quietest twilight, and in the darkness.

***

The recitals are over.

Larks fly away

But…

Despite the cold whirlwind

Crumbling bread

And yellow millet.

In the snow, like a small dawn,

This scarlet bird -

Not in vain.

Somewhere in the middle of January

Let's celebrate the birthday of the bullfinch.

Icicle

How she flew swiftly

Way down,

breaking out of the winter shackles!

Like her silver body

It cracked loudly and easily!

Blue melting ice

Light streams flowed,

Helping little blades of grass

Get out of the ground.

Lead 2. Elena Naumova's poems help readers “listen” to life, love its “best that happens on this day”, admire the miracle of snow in July, the art of Dymkovo toys, see POETRY in life, believe in a dream.

Where are you in a hurry, friend?

There is a snowball on the street.

Look how he goes

You follow his flight.

At first he flew like a midge.

Then, like a snow swallowtail.

What can be the case

When winter is white!

Ah, snow is a furry wondrous beast,

Floats over the city like a shadow.

And this is the best, believe me

What happens on this day.

Lead 1. Elena Naumova deeply feels life. By using artistic word she conveys her reflections on its course, on the difficulties that every person faces on a daily basis.

Only in this way: through suffering and joy are born good books... And good books change a person, make him look at the world in a different way.

Perhaps a meeting with the books of Elena Naumova will change you and your life for the better!

A conversation with my son about a star (the poem is given in an abbreviation)

Once my son told me in secret:

I'll get a star from the sky in - on this one.

Whether with a net, crocheted, or with another object-

You will see, I will get this star.

Lead 2. Believe in a dream, light stars in the sky and read wonderful books Elena Naumova!

4. Creative conversation with the writer.

A special place in the lyrics of Elena Naumova is occupied by poems about the war. The fact is that Elena's mother went to the front as a fifteen-year-old girl, after she lost two siblings. This theme is dedicated to one of the most heartfelt poems "A funeral was held for families."

The poet recited her favorite poems with inspiration. Pupils listened to it attentively, asked questions of interest to them about life and work, received capacious, meaningful answers.

5. Presentation of commemorative copies of books.

At the end of the event, commemorative copies of books with the author's autograph were handed over, photographs were taken.

List of information sources.

    Through the foliage: poetry / ES Naumova; comp. M. V. Karpova; artist M.V. Naumov. - Kirov: [b. and.], 2004.

    Gray cat on a white cloud: a story / ES Naumova; [foreword E.O. Galitskikh; artist M. V. Naumov]. - Kirov: ORMA, 2008.

    Fern flower: poems, tales, stories, stories / E.S. Naumova. - foreword E.O. Galitskikh. - Kirov: O-Brief, 2009.

    ru.wikipedia.org

    chitbiblioteka.ru

    pushkin-vyatka.ru


REPORTAGE.
Creative meeting with the writer N. Bichekhvost "From Stalingrad to Luxembourg ..."

February 10, 2015 in the Volgograd OUNB them. M. Gorky hosted the first event of the project "Literary and local history educational program", timed to the Year of Literature, which involves a series of meetings between readers and Volgograd writers.

The first creative meeting was timed to coincide with the next anniversary of the Battle of Stalingrad.

The guest was a local historian, publicist, senior counselor of justice Nikolai Fedorovich Bichekhvost.

At the meeting, Nikolai Fedorovich spoke about his new story - "From Stalingrad to Luxembourg ..." Patriotic War... The author told about the hardest military and post-war past of our country on the example of the fate of his parents who went through the millstones of the war, but not broken, did not lose their fortitude, about their love and loyalty.

All the work of Nikolai Fedorovich is permeated with the spirit of patriotism, in him
the main idea is traced - so that they do not forget, remember those who laid down their lives for the future of those living today!

Nikolai Fedorovich told about himself, about the history of his family. Its natural
charm, kindness, sincere openness, genuine interest in their work
literally from the very first minutes of the meeting, they endeared all those present.
The author conveyed his thoughts and creative ideas in an easily accessible way to the audience.

He was born on the Novokievsky farm in the Stalingrad region, graduated from high school,
served in the Armed Forces. Graduated from the Saratov Law Office in 1973
Institute named after D.I. Kurskiy. He began his service in the prosecutor's office
investigator of the prosecutor's office of the Mikhailovsky district of the Ryazan region, held
various positions in the prosecutor's office of the Volgograd region, including was
Prosecutor of the Dzerzhinsky District of Volgograd. And off we go, day and night, in slush and blizzard and bad weather to the places of grave crimes, investigation of criminal cases of premeditated murders, participation in court proceedings, consideration of complaints from residents about infringement of their rights and violations of the law. This is how his formation as a lawyer began. He saw everyone's grief, tried as best he could to ease the pain of death, loss of loved ones, small children ...

He graduated from the service as a senior assistant to the prosecutor of the Volgograd region, dedicated to relations with the media and the public. The profession is harsh and leaves an indelible mark on the life of every professional, but there were also worthy, respectable people, experienced mentors, whom he recalls to this day kind word.

Special mention should be made of great love, memory and deep tenderness for their
parents, family, to a difficult past, sincere desire not to lose
heard from father and mother. Nikolai Fedorovich remembered his father's testament forever and
carries through life to this day: "Children, never lose heart ...".

Actually, for the sake of this, his research and writing activity about our great and forgotten fellow countrymen and compatriots ...

Currently, Nikolai Fedorovich Bichekhvost is engaged in historical and archival
research on the personalities of the Volga-Don Territory, previously known in Russian Empire, Europe, America and Asia in the military, civil and spiritual fields.

He published essays about them in federal and local magazines, scientific collections of local lore, regional and city newspapers, published a documentary and art collection "Links, links, Holy Russia!" Published by historical narratives"Star of Ataman Denisov", "Secrets of Old Archives". At the Volgograd State Television and Radio Company, TRV hosted an author's television program "Secrets of Old Archives" and "The Eye of the Sovereign".

The creative meeting in "Gorkovka" was held in a sincere, warm atmosphere.
Nikolai Fedorovich cited several cases from his prosecutor's practice.
Some stories are sad, but there were also entertaining, even funny, that
aroused sincere interest and smiles from the audience.
The event was attended by students of the Volgograd Technical College
and admirers of the writer's work. The guests, especially young people, listened attentively to an interesting storyteller who managed to win over and captivate with a wonderful story.

After the meeting, everyone had a wonderful opportunity to get acquainted with the exhibition of the author's works, which are kept in the Volgograd OUNB named after M. Gorky.

At the end of the creative meeting, Nikolai Fedorovich thanked all those present
for a warm welcome and wished the younger generation:

“Life goes on, it has many beautiful colors. And I am writing about an amazing, mysterious past and no less fascinating today... Read classics, read modern literature, books - the best helpers and advisers in life ... "

Everyone could ask Nikolai Fedorovich questions, get autographs, and
also take a photo for memory.

The granddaughter of the story about Brychnichev - responded to me!

My correspondence with the granddaughter of the story "I. Stalin's friend and foe I. Brihnichev" about an outstanding fellow countryman Ionna Bryhnichev - dear Mila.
.................................

I remember being very impressed and attracted by this powerful personality! Dear Mila! Now my computer is junk, a number of sites do not work, so I decided to go here. To contact me, you can go to my page in Odnoklassniki (working), on Prose ru, there is the above article.
Please write - I am very glad to meet you!
With warm respect, Nikolay Bichekhvost,

Nikolay, your news as a gift!
I wrote to you so long ago, there was no answer, I thought I was bothering you. In general, it was on emotions. And I deleted my "message". I'm not on Odnoklassniki. And I don't know how to connect myself. If I manage to communicate somewhere, I will be very glad. By the way, I'm still on Twitter under the same name (my maiden name)). On Mile - [email protected]
I will try to "google" your article)).
Nikolay, I am immensely grateful to you for my grandfather and for the fact that you responded. If we communicate, I will be very, very happy!
Sincerely. Mila)))

Nikolay
Dear Mila! Thank you for such a warm, responsive letter!
You know, after all, an essay about your grandfather is in my literary creation was one of the first. And I am grateful to his, your grandfather, spirit, that he encouraged me to such a painstaking and exciting work!
Then I wrote many dozens of such essays, almost all of them are on display. server Proza ru, on my page. But THIS essay still warms my soul.
For 4 years I conducted (according to my essays) such a program on Volgograd TV "Secrets of Old Archives". I also proposed your grandfather's candidacy for 15 minutes. the film, but the director did not pull, because it was very difficult for him to imagine on TV this difficult truth-lover, philosopher, with multifaceted views .. and who managed to RESIST AND EXPERIENCE everything WORTHY troubled times, cataclysms and power in Russia. It's just that in the process of working on this essay, I was "sick" with this spiritualized person, and the director, alas ...

Dear Mila, I wonder if there are any family heirlooms about your grandfather? On a number of my essays on the Internet, they also wrote to me, asked for help from relatives, colleagues and other people. And at meetings with readers, I usually talk about this connection and MEMORY of generations, and young people open their mouths listening to such things ... You can read about me on PROSA ru the article "A little about myself".
When I have mastered THIS page, I will send you an article about your grandfather and myself. So we met! My cousin, and this year, God forbid, we will go with my wife to them. The world is small ... Thank you for your attention! Sincerely,..

Nikolay, thanks again for everything.
To my surprise, your first message and my reply have disappeared from this page. I don’t know what will happen next. Apparently something is wrong in our correspondence? I do not understand. But I am very glad that the dialogue has begun. Hope we will support. All the best to you and your family.

Nikolay

Mila, don't worry, please!
Everything has been preserved on my page. The failure may be due to sudden changes in the weather.
Yes, if possible, what kind of children and grandchildren continued, and where and by whom, the family of the respected Jonah Brichnichev. If my question is not correct, then, of course, skip it!)))
Sincerely,..

Nikolay, I am left - a granddaughter.
And my nephew i.e. grandfather's great-grandson. He has two children.
His daughter is interested in family chronicles. Initially, she brought articles. After all, there are very unflattering investigations. But I read everything that comes across with trepidation. From grandfather remained dear to heart"seeds". So he called the quarters of paper, where he wrote down the thoughts of great people, aphorisms, his poems, etc. At every meeting he gave each pack of such seeds))) I saw my grandfather last time in January 1967 We came with my husband to say goodbye before a business trip to Africa. He blessed us. Soon he was gone ... That's it - in short. If there is interest, maybe I will remember my "seeds" about my grandfather.
I am really very warm and good at your words.
See you live))

© Copyright: Nikolay Bichekhvost, 2018
Certificate of publication No. 218110700926

Reviews
Write a review
Hello Nikolay! I congratulate you on such a result of your work! It's so wonderful that your granddaughter came to you! Me too similar case was. Imagine, relatives responded to my stories. Now we maintain the warmest relationship!
Well-being to you!
Best regards, Galina.

/ Light, lyrical music sounds in the background/

Librarian: Once upon a time french writer Antoine de Saint - Exupery wisely remarked: "The greatest luxury is the luxury of human communication."

Indeed, words of wisdom! We just have to find

confirmation of them in life!

Communication with a talented person is a double luxury.

The main thing is to see, notice him and say “thank you” to him in time for the generosity of the soul, for the ability to give his talent disinterestedly, for the fact that he lives in the world and does good.

As a rule, the amazing is always near ...

And remember, the Russian poet V. Mayakovsky has these lines: he will plow the ground, write poetry ... The same can be said about Vladimir Vladimirovich Korovkin, a farmer from the village of Kalinovka. He writes poetry and even in free time performs them to the accordion as songs. Today Vladimir Vladimirovich is a guest of this creative meeting. Let's greet him and give him the floor.

/ guest performance…/

Librarian: When I met Vladimir Vladimirovich (and this happened at a literary seminar in Zheleznogorsk), I was very touched by his work. I decided for myself that someday I would organize his meeting with the students of our school. And now this hour has come ...

What does the local poet, bard write about? About a lot ... But at the heart of each of his things is a real, not a fictional life.

Our schoolchildren did not remain indifferent either. They wanted to take part in a creative meeting and read poems they liked.

/ Poems are heard /

ETERNAL

No one can paint a picture of the sky

Where clouds can fly like birds.

No one can find the words to the song

When the sun goes to sleep in a haystack.

Nobody can make the silence scream.

When the night covers the earth, burying the crimson.

No one can forbid loving Selena,

When the luminary sleeps in fragrant hay.

Where everyone wants to fly, these are our souls.

And after dawn the sunset will come again:

It has always been, is and will be!

* * *

The moon is like a slice of orange

Leaned over my village.

Sunset red stripe

Carries the night beyond the horizon

They sail silently in the sky

Somewhere a heron for the night.

A little breeze plays with foliage,

And a quiet someone's laughter is heard.

There, on a neighbor's bench,

In the lilac, hiding from the eyes-

He and she are having a conversation.

They don't care what time it is!

* * *

Light - light room.

White - white night.

The owl bursts into laughter.

The dream flies away.

Marvelous, marvelous side by side,

It is worth stretching out your palm.

And when it touches it will settle down

Gently on the white chest.

Will go around, calming down,

Echo, from the laughter of the owl.

Will lull in the palm of your hand

Tenderness, whispering with his lips.

With him we fly away into the invisible,

Carrying with me.

Delicate, wondrous, sweet,

Do not extinguish the fire at night!

* * *

Sleep tired of the day at home.

The breeze sways the foliage slightly

The smell of hay is in the meadow.

The pond is a quiet water surface.

Willows bowed low to the water,

Quails in the fields call to sleep

The dew fell on the fat grass.

If there is a paradise on our earth,

He is here, where my family and my home are.

And where the bird of paradise sings

And she is called the nightingale.

Librarian: The soulful, lyrical poems of Vladimir Vladimirovich always resonate with the events of what he has experienced and seen. And this is not surprising. He traveled a lot around the world, saw a lot. From childhood I dreamed of the sea. In 1969 he graduated with honors from the Odessa Maritime School. He sailed, his ways - the roads ran through the Middle East, Egypt, Syria, Lebanon, Turkey. Then service in Soviet army... After his dismissal, he studied at the naval school in the city of Murmansk ... male friendship... And, probably, it is no coincidence that he devoted many of his poems to this topic.

Do not be sorry, do not be sorry

That time has passed quickly.

Re-harness your "horses"

Now there's little use

Don't be sorry, don't be sorry.

That our years have flown away.

After all, we are still all those

That's just, however, turned gray.

And let the old woman grumble about life.

Like, your time has flown by,

And we will answer: we will live!

Let's empty the glasses with you

Re-harness your "horses"

We will be after the crossing!

SORRY ANDRYUKHA

Excuse me Andryukha, I'm sorry.

For my awards on my chest.

That you are not destined to wear yours,

You are lying - killed for a long time.

Sorry, Andryukha, sorry,

Don't blame me for walking in the sun

And you lie under a grave stone

Forever young, young

How many years have passed, Andryukha, do not blame

I got married, my relatives also have children

Everything is going on in a known sequence.

Sorry, Andryukha ... I'm not talking about that.

We remember you, your friends:

Borka is red, Kolka, and so am I.

We always have a toast for four:

For you Andryukha, and for the three of us.

Sorry Andryukha, sorry.

Hops are walking in my head, we are not alone

On this day, we will be hopping to drebedan

We remember both Chechnya and Afghan.

Forgive me, Andryukha, forgive me.

Fate has different measures.

It's not my fault that I'm alive

And that you are not next to me!

A fresh wound is always more painful

Sorry, Andryukha, us, friends!

That we live in a white world without you:

Borka is red, Kolka, and I ...

* * *

The rain outside the window walks with the wind

The weather is nowhere.

I do not light a light in the house,

Although it's high time

The clock struck exactly midnight

What else can we do !?

Don't be sad, pour some wine

It's time to sleep, but here's the trouble:

I just need to forget -

Faces and eyes float

And I, like a wounded bird,

I scream in the pitch darkness

I see the faces of the killed guys

In a pitch-black dream

In a pitch-black dream.

We went to the caravan together,

We shared the water by sips

And we disappeared without a trace,

And flew away to the clouds

Stormy weather rustles

Shadows walk in the corners.

Someone invented night dreams.

But I can't sleep at night ...

MISSING PERSON

I am not on the list that I was killed,

But there I am not alive either.

I cannot find peace ...

I am between heaven and earth.

I should have lost my mind.

But he didn’t come down.

I had to go into oblivion,

But he didn’t leave.

I'm between heaven and earth

I’m not dead and not alive.

They don't send me to hell or heaven,

And on earth they are waiting all the time.

I am an eternal wanderer, bitterness, pain,

Hope, faith and love

I am someone's son and someone's brother,

The missing soldier.

I'm not dead and not alive

Neither flesh nor spirit: I am the pain of the heart!

You can't mourn me.

The earth did not accept me.

I cannot be buried!

After all, I can still be.

I am between heaven and earth.

I’m not dead and not alive.

I am the wait, I am the pain

Someone's hope and love!

Librarian: Many verses show that the author has gone through a lot, gained a lot in his army life.

And yet the call native land turned out to be stronger. Vladimir Vladimirovich returned to small homeland, in Kalinovka, and in 1979 he graduated from the Kalinovsky agricultural technical school, department of mechanization. Now he is busy with farming, working in the field ... And in his spare time he writes poetry. Apparently, it is no coincidence that so many of his poems are dedicated to winter nature: frosty clear days, snow, favorite animals - horses, Russian sleighs and the starry sky.

* * *

I also want snow

I also want winter.

I also want to run -

Sanhok lungs and,

To make the flakes fly

Snow, right in your face.

To howl blizzards

Noticing the porch!

To make the wind curl

The mane is the luxury of a horse,

He raged in the open,

A rider into the distance beckoning!

To make your cheeks burn

Blood flowed like wine!

So that with a song in a blizzard

And, all night - shaking!

And falling asleep in bed

The run would continue:

That flickering firs,

T about unthinkable neg.

And waking up in the morning,

With a keen gaze out the window:

The horse is rested;

And the village was in the snowdrifts.

And again through the crisp snow,

The wind - the horse cuts the tablecloth of the fields.

And again I will give myself up with him,

A rider of painted trump cards!

* * *

Behind that lime tree,

Sunset with yellowness.

Soft feather bed

The clouds are lying.

The night is gloomy.

The glitter of stars is rare;

The cowray snorts, -

Late pulls the cart.

Quacks with dismay

Drain drake.

Behind the pond the dog groans

Like groovy.

Conquered by the slumber

Sleeps, calming down,

Forest and green foliage,

Whispering half asleep.

The night has covered with darkness

Linden and sunset.

Every time in time

The roosters are screaming.

So they crow

Tomorrow is my day.

Everything in it will be bright

And the shadow will disappear.

* * *

Behind the wall the wind howls

Behind the wall is the rumble of winter.

In a fence, a maned horse.

In a manger, grass hay.

It smells of the sun, sultry wind.

It smells like morning dew.

Summer, knocked down by the roots,

A horse is chewing in a manger with hay!

Librarian: V. V. Korovkin's poems were often published in the newspaper "District News", some of them were published in the international almanac "Slavic Bells", they are also in our school guide "Small corner great Russia". We are attracted to them by sincerity, warmth, sincerity, deep philosophical meaning.

* * *

Why does it pull so sadly,

The same sadness is tearing my soul up ?!

Autumn withers underfoot

There is a cry in the sky - I'll be back!

My October smokes with foliage.

And the bonfires are burning,

Over my head

What's troubling, explain to me

Stale Russia ?!

On the temples, splashing gray hair,

A trail left by sadness.

Beats under the heart with pain, pain

Not to exhale, but to inhale,

Feather grass expanse,

Yes, someone's heavy sigh.

The alarm sounds in my soul.

Fall - fall, fall - fall

My song is falling leaves.

* * *

On a knurled track - it's so simple

It goes beyond the horizon in threads.

Own land! Fearless and easy!

On the track rolled forward!

It's dangerous to roll on your own land,

To roll on someone else's rut.

And it rolls, and it seems to be smooth,

But the track was not rolled by me!

And on their own land - even on the sidelines,

Leave a track behind me!

I will leave it without punctures, with a line!

I'll leave my track behind me!

Native

Everything is lovely to me

Perhaps because it cannot be returned

Gone? But the heart keeps fresh

My memories are the essence!

Our garden, where apple and plum trees

And the willows are old around

And the pond is covered in algae of mud,

And a multi-colored meadow nearby!

My old people are dear to me, old women

By taking care of my own kindness.

And you are not just a guest for them, but the best,

Of all the guests: both "before" and "after" and "then".

Hospitality and warmth - sincere,

Are written on the faces of old people ...

And to tears, speech caresses the ear

With such a familiar dialect!

Everything that I'm apart from is sweet to me

And it is not from the pink that the soul trembles in dreams.

And from what I live with, in fact:

The roots of my family escape I, with the memory of the nodes!

Librarian:

Reading poetry, you always wonder: is it possible to understand the reasons that caused the author's feelings, which subsequently poured into the lyrics.

- What can awaken the inspiration sleeping inside each person, the joyful feelings of unity with nature?

- Of course.

Deep inner experience and human tragedy?

- Yes!

Love and understanding?

- Undoubtedly.

All this is in the verses of V.V. Korovkin. His heart is not closed to love for people, for his native land, for his beloved woman ... It responds to the voice of poetry and sounds in lyric lines. And from the mouth of the author himself, the poems just come to life. Therefore, we will ask the author to read the lyric poems, because only he can convey to us their intonation and mood.

We are happy to give the floor to the author - a talented and interesting person.

* * *

Burning fire on the glass

The last ray of sunset.

Come darling to me

I spoke once.

But now, I’m not saying.

I am burning in the evening fire.

Although I still love

With your old love.

Come on darling with you

Let's forget our quarrels.

Nothing is eternal under the Moon…

How stupid are those strife!

And let everything burn in flames

Evening fire -

Resentment, bitterness and life,

That don't go in vain.

Met a woman

The evening is in full swing and melting

Smoke expensive cigarettes

I really like the woman

The one that sits opposite.

Thin, fragile, sweet,

Lips caress the glass.

The vein in my neck is throbbing

I would give everything for her.

Champagne flows like a river.

Drink to good friends

We are making speeches at the table.

I'm all about her and about her.

Thin, fragile, sweet,

Lips caress the glass.

How I envy him!

I'd better kiss them!

The hall is in the twilight, everyone is dancing

As if in a dream I go to her.

Stop deceiving each other:

I see that she likes me.

Thin, fragile, sweet

Shakes his hand.

The vein in my neck is throbbing

The blues saxophone leads.

We danced a lot more

Said a lot without words

And for dessert they ordered with her

Fruit, wine and love!

Fragile, tender, sweet

Drunk from kisses.

Time has suddenly disappeared somewhere -

She is next to me!

Librarian: I must say that at the beginning of its creative path Vladimir Vladimirovich was engaged only in versification, later started pick up melodies.

Today, the author has dozens of songs of his own composition. Several years ago, a friend from Volgograd, having become acquainted with the work of V.V. Korovkina, offered to transfer several of his cassettes for the Grushinsky festival of bard songs. One of the recordings sounded over the "Mayak". So can we ask a distinguished guest to perform this song now?

Librarian: Nothing in life is accidental. Everything has its roots, origins ... Now I would like to ask my first question:

- Where did you get all this?

/ The attendees ask questions/

They say that a person who lives where he was born can rightfully be called happy.

Do you regret that you live in Kalinovka, and not somewhere in Egypt?

What would you wish young people? Etc.

Librarian: Today, within the walls of our school library, lyric poems and songs to the words of Vladimir Vladimirovich Korovkin sounded. Kind, smart, deep words and feelings.

It remains to add: "lyros", translated from Greek - "soul".

As is the soul, so are the verses ... A poet lives in each of us ... You just need to notice this.

Thank you for being with us. Accept from all those present and those who prepared this meeting a memorable souvenir. This photograph with the landscape of our area was submitted for a competition on the Internet and took an honorable 2nd place there.

We all wish you new creative successes!

Low bow and thanks for everything! Until next time, friends.

On April 24, 2017, a landing party landed in the city of Nazarovo, or rather, the so-called "literary landing". Notable writers arrived in our city and spoke to readers in the Central City Library. This is not the first time such meetings have been held. The members of the creative landing were:

Orlov Daniel(St. Petersburg) - writer, publisher, laureate of the N.V. Gogol, President of the Foundation for Assistance to Authors and Publishers literary works"RUSSIAN TEXT", chairman of the organizing committee Of the Great Festival Malaya Proza. Author of the story "Northern Fortress" (2006), the collection of stories "Office-Zen" (2010), the novel "Long Note" (2012), "Sasha hears the planes" (2013).

Senchin Roman(Moscow) - writer, laureate of the Russian government prize, literary award"Yasnaya Polyana". Published by Eksmo Publishing House. One of the most published writers in Russia. He worked as deputy editor-in-chief of the newspaper Literaturnaya Rossiya.

Belokhvostova Julia(Moscow) - poet, specialist in Old Russian literature. Organizer of poetry evenings "At the Red Piano" in Tretyakov Gallery(2009-2012). author poetry collection"Spring does not suit me." Participant of all-Russian and international literary festivals.

Meeting with writers in the library is always a celebration. And meeting with writers whose books are popular with readers is doubly a holiday, because such impressions are usually remembered for a lifetime. For residents of the city, not spoiled by such meetings, it was a real event!

The meeting took place in a surprisingly warm atmosphere. With genuine interest and attention, we listened to "living" writers, their stories about their work, and asked them questions. Our readers were interested in everything: where they were born and studied, their favorite book in childhood, what talents there are, when they began to publish their books, what character traits they value in people, who is the favorite poet, what prize is the most unexpected and most expensive, the youngest part of the audience was interested in how become a writer, where you can turn to publish your works ...

Introduction to contemporary literature it is always beautiful, and the contact with the beautiful is always great. The meeting with the writers brought all those present at the meeting a lot of positive emotions and became surprising for many and interesting discovery! As a result of this wonderful meeting, everyone was satisfied: both the guests and the audience, who were lucky enough to meet a real writer! The event ended with an autograph as a souvenir.

For the residents of our city, this meeting will be remembered for a long time and will serve as a good incentive to read books contemporary writers that have not yet been read by them. And all those who did not attend this meeting, the subscription department of the Central City Library invites for new books donated by our guests!

The seven wonders of the world were created by people in antiquity. But there is another wonder of the world, no less amazing. It is familiar to each of us, but we are so used to this creation of mankind that we rarely think about its value. And this miracle is always at hand and, like a real friend, is ready to come to the rescue at any moment. Teach, advise, encourage, tell. This miracle is a book.

June 19 best readers from all over the Kudymkarsky district gathered in the Kudymkarsky district house of culture for a literary picnic called "The book gives inspiration." The holiday program was very varied. Funny Games, including Komi-Perm, correspondence interactive excursion on the ethnopark "Treasured treasure", master class postcard "Day of Donation", book exhibitions... While guests from all over the area were arriving, it was possible to take part in various interactive platforms before the opening of the holiday. The location of the village of Peshnigort was not chosen in vain, because there are legends about this village about the "treasured treasure" and it is there that the Permian Komi writer, poet, playwright, folklorist Vasily Vasilyevich Klimov lives. Unfortunately, due to health reasons, he could not attend, but librarians prepared a presentation about him. Absentee acquaintance also passed with the Perm writer Vladimir Vinichenko.

S. Ya. Marshak said: “Literature also needs talented readers as are talented writers. It is on them, on these sensitive, possessing creative imagination readers and the author counts when he strains all his mental strength in search of the right word. " The main purpose of the Literary Picnic is to meet the readers with the writers.

So this time, too, Gulyaeva Lyudmila Petrovna, a Permian Komi writer and poetess, kindly agreed to come. The meeting took place in a surprisingly warm atmosphere. They listened with genuine interest and attention to the "living" writer, her stories about her work, and asked questions. Our readers were interested in a lot of things, how to become a writer, where you can turn to publish your works, who can correct the text, etc. For young readers, this meeting will be remembered for a long time and will serve as a good incentive to read books by Permian Komi writers that they have not yet read. An introduction to Permian Komi literature is always wonderful, and contact with beauty is always great. The meeting with the writers brought all those present at the meeting a lot of positive emotions and became an amazing and interesting discovery for many! As a result of this wonderful meeting, everyone was satisfied. Not without autographs for memory.

The event ended with the performance "Sister and Brother" puppet theater on wheels Kudymkar. All young readers received not only positive emotions, but also books as a gift.

The organizers of this holiday are the MU Department of Culture of Youth Policy and Sports of the Kudymkarsky District, Beloyevskaya Central district library them. F.F. Pavlenkova, Beloevsk Children's Library.

Taking this opportunity, we would like to sincerely thank the staff of the UIA "Kudymkarsky District House of Culture", we are grateful to you for not sparing time and effort and directing your talent to achieve the success of our holiday.

N.V. Plotnikova, bibliographer of the Beloevsk Children's Library

Literary Picnic - 2017

For active young readers of the Kudymkarsky district on June 16, 2017, as part of the anniversary events, a LITERARY PICNIC "CHILDREN'S BOOK FIREWORKS" was held.

On this beautiful sunny day, young readers and librarians met interesting people, took part in master classes, and had the opportunity to purchase literature, which was provided by the bookselling organization "Lira" LLC. The climax creative meetings with writers Fyodor Vostrikov (Perm), Vasily Kozlov (Kudymkar) and Vera Melekhina (Kochevo) began.

Leaders children's reading(librarians and teachers), invited guests and writers took part in the discussion event: “ Open microphone»On the topic" Problems of Literature Development and the State of Children's Reading ", during which the following issues were discussed:

The state of the book collections of libraries; literature of Perm writers; local history literature in the Permian Komi language.

Solution to the problem: getting children to read.

At the master classes, young readers made bright bookmarks - emoticons and a book man from paper. Specialists of the ethnocultural center of Kudymkar together with the children made an eco-frame and taught them how to play the Pelians.

All those present were delighted with the area for the photo session "Merry Adventures in the Land of Reading". The guys happily posed with various photo booths with a reading theme. Books from the Fireworks of Children's Books exhibition were in great demand.

Volunteers, students of the Beloyevskaya secondary school, actively participated in the picnic.

All participants received a lot of positive emotions, each child received a gift, and best gift- this is a book.

We express our gratitude to the administration of the MAOU "Beloyevskaya general education boarding school for students with disabilities", on the basis of which the event was held, MKU "Beloyevskiy SKDTs", GKBUK "Komi-Permyak ethnocultural center", the Department of ethnocultural development of the Ministry of Komi-Permyak district Perm Territory.

T. D. Epina, head. Beloevskaya Central Children's Hospital

About native - in native

The library today is not only a storage of books, but also a cultural, spiritual center that plays an important role in the processes national revival promoting history and culture native land, the formation national identity and patriotism. Creative meetings with interesting people have become traditional in the Beloevsk Children's Library. Over the past few years, many Perm Komi writers have visited us: Vera Melekhina, Vasily Kozlov, Viktor Rychkov, Nina Tomskaya, Elena Konshina and others. Conversations that are held live with the author broaden the horizons of schoolchildren and successfully influence the formation of national identity.

On October 21, the Beloevsk Children's Library was visited by Vasily Grigorievich Kolchurin, a master of words with a unique gift to catch even in sad and sad things kind, light and funny. Students of the 9th grade gathered at the meeting, despite the fact that they do not study the Permian Komi language, the atmosphere of live communication with the writer left no one indifferent. The poet-prose writer is so simple and open, he told a little about himself, introduced him to creativity. He called to love your native language, to respect and honor the traditions of our ancestors, so that when you visit foreign places, “you don’t fall face down in the mud, but with feeling and dignity you can defend your native nation”. The hour passed quickly. And then there was a photo for memory.

We think that children will remember this meeting for a long time and will serve as a good incentive for reading V.G. Kolchurin, which have not yet been read by them.

Plotnikova N.V., librarian of the Beloyev Central Children's Library

"Meeting with creative people"

March 29, in days school holidays, in the Beloyevsk Central Children's Library, a creative workshop "The joy of meeting interesting people" was held with the deputy. Irina Dultseva, editor-in-chief of the Parma newspaper. This event was attended by teachers primary grades, philologists, history teachers and of English language... Irina Leonidovna presented a supplement to the district newspaper "Parma" called "Parma ru", which is a 24-page glossy publication in the Permian Komi language.

The application in color version was published in 2015 with the support of the Ministry of Affairs of the Komi-Permyak District, according to the Parma ru project, which was headed by Irina Leonidovna herself. A new issue was released in February 2016.

The magazine opened not only new names to all those present, but also returned to the past and reminded readers of the classics, from whose works novice writers should learn. Irina Leonidovna, detailed all the headings, shared with what interesting people she had to meet when creating the magazine.

Everyone liked the design of the magazine, its “deep symbolism”, which reflects the passage of time, life itself, and the birds symbolizing the seasons. The first issue of the cover in the style of ethnofuturism was designed by the artist and illustrator Polina Rychkova. The second edition was designed by the children of the Yurlinsky children's art school, pleasantly surprising with original drawings, also in the style of ethnofuturism.

We are currently working on the next spring release, which we look forward to. And we wish creative team professional success, new successful projects, optimism and good spirits!

T. D. Epina, head. Beloevskaya Central Children's Hospital.

Literary picnic

The year 2015, proclaimed the Year of Literature in Russia, is drawing to a close. On December 16, on the basis of the Kuva country camp, the Literary Picnic event entitled "Writers Living Nearby" was held. The organizers were the Department of Culture, Youth Policy and Sports of the Kudymkarsky Administration municipal district", MKU" Beloevskaya Central Settlement Library named after F.F. Pavlenkova ", Beloevsk Central Children's Library. More than 100 participants from all over the region gathered for the holiday. Among them were the best readers, librarians, philologists.

The head of the administration of the Kudymkarsky municipal district Klimov Valery Anatolyevich addressed the audience with a welcoming speech. In his speech, he noted that such events should be held not only in the Year of Literature, but become a tradition.

The head of the Beloevsk Central Children's Library Tatyana Dmitrievna Epina was awarded with a letter of gratitude from the Governor of the Perm Territory "For the results achieved in the implementation of socially significant projects and long-term conscientious work".

After a fascinating journey through the fabulous “Gazha Yag” park, the participants split into two audiences. Adults were expected by a master class "Children and money" from Eduard Matveyev, general director investment company "Custom Capital", the author of two books, useful economic fairy tales "Forest Exchange" and "Dima and Sovenok"

V assembly hall children were collected by Andrey Zelenin, a Perm writer, author of more than 25 books. His literary baggage contains fairy tales, stories, poems, riddles and many non-fictional stories with whom he introduced the children.

We could not but invite the Permian Komi writers to this meeting. Lyubov Kosova also introduced her work by reading works in her native language.

This event was the final point in the Year of Literature. The holiday was a success, no one was left without a gift. The children were presented with books by Andrey Zelenin. Those interested could also purchase books by other authors. Leaving, everyone thanked for organizing this holiday and for the invitation.

Let's hope that the upcoming Year of Cinema will be just as interesting, bright and creative.

You are the Komi Territory - a drop of Russia

The Beloevsk Children's Library hosted a month of attracting readers "You are the Komi Territory - a drop of Russia", dedicated to the 90th anniversary of the Komi-Permyak District.

The reading room hosted a local history exhibition dedicated to the native language "Native language is an inexhaustible source", which presents books about the Permian Komi language, about the district's writers and poets, and fiction.

A lesson in their native language "We read Komi books, learn a lot of new things" was held with primary school students, where children were introduced to the novelties of Permian Komi literature, with the magazine "Sizimok". We got acquainted in absentia with the Komi - Perm writers and poets, drew attention to the book illustrators.

On February 16, a meeting with the Permian Komi poet and writer Vasily Vasilyevich Kozlov took place in the library. The meeting was attended by students studying the Komi - Permian language.

At the beginning of the meeting, Vasily Vasilyevich briefly told about himself, his books of poetry and prose for children. A teacher by training, working at school No. 3 as a teacher of Russian language and literature, he quickly found a common language with the children.

Among other things, he drew the attention of children to how important it is in our time to understand and know their native language, and also invited children to try their hand at the literary field and send their works to the children's magazine "Sizimok".

The writer introduced him to his works in a playful way. He learned tongue twisters in the Permian Komi language with the children, made riddles, suggested choosing antonyms in poetic form.

Pupil 4 "b" class Nikita Konshin read a poem by Vasily Vasilyevich, for which he received a prize - a book.

Children studied with pleasure, as a result, their vocabulary was replenished with new words in the Permian Komi language. In the "Guest Book of Honor" Vasily Vasilyevich left wishes for people to love their language, to preserve the traditions of their native people.

Epina T.D. Head of the Beloevskaya Children's Library

DAY OF POETRY


Any book starts with a writer. His fantasy makes us sad, happy, reasoning, thinking. We can agree with him or argue. It is very good when there is an opportunity to meet with a writer, to get to know a person who knows how to revive his thoughts and dreams. Creative meetings for children are especially interesting. The guys listen carefully, ask many interesting and sometimes unexpected questions.

Meetings with writers and poets have become a good tradition in the Beloyevsk Children's Library. Many famous children's writers of our region were guests here. And the library is always open to meet new authors.

On March 21, a meeting with Mikhail Khoroshev took place, timed to coincide with world day poetry. For connoisseurs and connoisseurs of the poetry of our region, this name is quite famous. You can meet his work by opening the collections "Inva", "Native corners", "A drop of dew" and others. And in 2010, Mikhail Khoroshev's book "Nostalgia of the Soul" was published. The famous Permian Komi poet Stepan Ivanovich Karavaev said: "I am not Russian, but a Russian", on one of the first pages of the book there is this statement, followed by the poem "I am a Komi - Perm", this speaks of a sense of patriotism, love for their land and native language.

“... I am proud to belong
to the ancient family ...
... Yes, I am a Russian.
And the Komi-Perm. "
Despite the fact that the children were after classes, they listened with great interest to the work of the author, got acquainted with his biography, asked various questions.
On the day of poetry, according to tradition, poetry should be sung. Children came to the meeting prepared. They recited poems by their favorite authors - Pushkin, Lermontov, Bunin.
But most of all, Maria Karavaeva, a 5th grade student, was surprised by her performance, who presented Anna Istomina's poem "Cockroach". I would like to note that Masha is the only one who read the poem in the Permian Komi language.
At the end of the meeting, Mikhail Khoroshev, according to the established tradition, left his wishes for the readers of our library in the book of honored guests.
The need for such events, today, is very urgent. I would like to acquaint the younger generation with creators, professionals who masterfully speak Russian and Permian Komi words.
Plotnikova N.V., librarian of the Beloevskaya Central Children's Library.

FEBRUARY 17 -

DAY OF KOMI-PERMYATSKY LANGUAGE

February 12 in Beloyevskaya high school there was a meeting with the Permian Komi writers Vera Melekhina and Nina Tomskaya, timed to coincide with the Permian Komi language day, which is celebrated on February 17. For connoisseurs and connoisseurs of the native language and literature, these names are known. Their works have been repeatedly published in collections and newspapers. The meeting took place in a warm and friendly atmosphere.

The employees of the children's library prepared a presentation about the work of Vera Petrovna Melekhina, after which the author herself appeared before the audience and told what inspired her to become a writer and poet. But first, she thanked everyone for the fact that she was given the opportunity to speak the Permian Komi language. Everyone listened with great pleasure to the clear, expressive speech. It was also interesting for those who did not understand the Permian Komi language and often asked those sitting next to them, what was she talking about? Vera Petrovna said that she began writing poetry from childhood, but she was embarrassed to show her works, she was afraid of criticism. In the extracurricular classes conducted by Vasily Ivanovich Isaev, stories were well received, which the teacher read to the class, thereby driving the novice author into the paint. She gained self-confidence after meeting with Alexander Shadrin. As she confessed: “I showed him my works, he said simply:“ I like it ”. Perhaps, out of great modesty, the author of many poems does not like being called a poetess, says that she does not deserve such a title, but she has to argue with her, especially since she published the book Olanlon Passaz, which is read in one breath. Each piece gives an opportunity to feel the smell of nature, the warmth of a family home, love for loved ones ...

Nina Nikolaevna Tomskaya told the children: “I started writing late. Before and not
thought about creativity when she worked as a nurse in a hospital. But after retiring,
began to describe life stories... I decided to show one of them to Vera Petrovna,
having received positive feedback, I decided to send it to the newspaper. " Now the works of this
the author can be periodically seen on the pages of the Parma and Kama Kytshyn newspapers.
The most memorable moment for children was the story they heard from Nina Nikolaevna
"Pyatak", which she read. At the end of the meeting, the children wished to be photographed
with wonderful people and proudly posed in front of the lens, standing next to