Abramtseva Biography Presentation

He loved birches and cosmea and Pinezhsky tedder, and he pulled him on his own threshold the day by day. Here the heart was resting and hurting, looking for an answer again to the question: where are we going? So what, tell me, is it? The earth is stingy, forest and hayfields. Are we heroes for an hour? Oh really? And the Motherland asked to protect the indifferent from the heart in her chest.

And he got up. He beat the word point blank! He, as at the front, was again a fighter! And, going out on the Abramovsky Ugric, I feel the wind hits in the face!

Tatyana Bechina 3. The house where F. Abramov was born 4. A leap year. Fedya is the youngest. Due to poor shoes, the father caught a cold and was sent to the hospital in Karpogory, 50 km from Verkola. From there, he no longer returned: the eldest of the children - Michael, rode behind his father in the Rasputitsa, off -road. He was then 15 years old. It was a year.

In grade 3, he was given a prize for good studies: matters for trousers and chintz on a shirt. At that time, it was good help to the family. But the first student, the first student, was not accepted in the first -time seven -year student in the district: first of all they took all the children of the poor, red partisans, and he was considered the son of middle peasants.

According to the writer himself, "it was a terrible, bitter resentment for a child for whom everything is learning." In the 7th grade, Fedor, among other students, received a premium for good studies. In grade 9 and 10, he, an excellent student, received a scholarship named after Pushkin, which was awarded the best student of the school for success in his studies and for knowledge of the poet’s work.

The only shelter is the bodies of the dead comrades. They distributed in advance who would crawl behind whom. Abramov hit the second ten, he did not crawl to the fence of several meters - both legs interrupted with bullets. On that day, several people survived from the platoon. The tired fighter, stumbling near Fedor Abramov, accidentally spilled water from the bowler on his face, - the "dead man" moaned.

The writer himself considered this case the writer himself, a miracle that happened to him. In that terrible winter, in an unheated room, the wounded lay in clothes, in hats, in mittens, covered on top with two mattresses. These mattresses helped many of them survive. The car in front, with blockade children, went under the ice. The car that walked behind, with the wounded, also remained at the bottom of Lake Ladoga.

And the one in which Fedor Abramov rode, reached the Great Earth. And he considered it another miracle in his life. And he worked, burning himself without a trace: since July, Fyodor returns to the army for himself and in July in the non -combat units: to return to.