Equipment:
- textbook: L.A. Efrosinina, M.I. Omorokova “Literary reading” 4th grade, part 2 “Ventana-Count” 2005;
- cards with the names of essay authors and titles;
- cards with a picture of a child;
- poster with a picture of a child;
- exhibition of regulatory documents;
- lists of literary reading lesson objectives;
- assignments for group work;
- portrait of Yu.Ya.Yakovlev.
I. Mobilizing stage.
Guys, imagine that you have a wonderful crystal ball in your hands. From the light falling from the windows, it shimmers with all the colors of the rainbow (students “turn” the imaginary crystal ball in their hands).
Let your knowledge and skills also brightly illuminate your work in the classroom!
Are there anyone who wants to take the “Protective Sheet” today? (for guys who, for good reasons, cannot actively work)
II. Updating previously acquired knowledge.
1. Speech warm-up.
Text on the board:
Well done if you're reading.
a lot of different books!
Read this phrase: as you exhale; while inhaling (choral reading).
Compose the intended score, i.e. indicate pauses, main words, lowering or raising the voice (1 student works at the board with an explanation).
A buzzing choral reading from a composed score.
Demonstrative reading from the score (2-3 students listen).
Let's evaluate the guys' reading.
2. Determining the topic of the lesson.
If you guess what the numbers under the words in this text mean, you will be able to determine the topic of the lesson (by correlating the numbers and the serial numbers of the letters in the words, the word “essay” is obtained).
Yes, today we will work on an essay by Yu.Ya. Yakovlev (a portrait of the author and the word “essay” opens).
3. - Guys, what is an “essay”? (statements from 1-2 students are heard)
Let's check! Where was the trap? (V. Kataev "Son of the Regiment")
Why? (this is a story)
Let's check the guys at the board! (students’ work at the board is checked and evaluated)
III. Working on new material.
1. - Choose a word so that it can complete all three of these sentences!
On the desk:
Everyone has _______.
I have _________________!
Do you know your ____________?
That's right, that word is "rights."
Today we will get acquainted with Yu. Yakovlev’s essay “The Right to Life” and expand the concept of “right” for ourselves.
2. Definition of lesson objectives.
Look at p. 128 of the textbook and think about what goals will be achieved in the lesson? Use goal-setting sheets (list of possible goals for a literary reading lesson:
Listen to the "music of words"
Explore the world through books
Develop your speech
Create something new;
3-4 students are listened to).
3.- Yuri Yakovlevich Yakovlev is a Russian writer, beloved by more than one generation of children and youth. "There are houses in the world to which people come without an invitation. They come, as they say, for a glimpse, when they are sad and lonely. The work of a writer is such a house. My home is my books, and my heroes are the people for whom the reader crosses the threshold of my Houses". That's what Yuri Yakovlev said.
4. - I suggest you listen to Yu. Yakovlev’s essay “The Right to Life” (reading of the text by the teacher).
Checking primary perception:
Did you like the essay?
Who is this essay about? (after the students answer “About children!” a poster with a picture of a child is hung)
Try to name the topic of the essay (3-4 answer options are heard, the correct answer is: children's rights).
Determine the text type? (reasoning)
5. - Read the essay yourself, and then I suggest you complete the tasks in groups (each group is given its own card:
- 1 group: Find in the text the name of the official document on the rights of the child. Prove that this text is an essay.
- Group 2: What rights of the child does the author name in the text?
- Group 3: Find historical facts which are now a violation of children's rights.
- Group 4: Choose the words the author uses to call the child).
Let's check the work in groups! (representatives of each group defend their answer; after the answer of representatives of group 1, the words “Convention on the Rights of the Child” are hung near the poster with the image of a boy in the form of a framing ring).
6.- Now focus your gaze on the reading field and answer the questions (frontal conversation):
What does it mean - “a person is happy”?
Try to give examples of when a person needs protection?
Why is it easier for an adult to stand up for himself than for a child?
Find the difference between the words “child” and “foolish baby”?
Explain the expression: "centered in the mother."
Can you name the idea for this essay? (3-4 students are listened to)
That's right, every child has the right to life!
7.- Find meaningful word in 1 paragraph (rights)
Find the meaningful word in paragraph 2 (defense)
Read the text again to yourself, and after reading, please put any sign you want between these two words and justify your choice (on the board the words “rights” and “protection” are written with a gap).
What sign will you put between these words? (sign "=")
I agree with you, this is an equal sign!
Physical education minute
Let `s have some rest.
Imagine that you are puppets, i.e. dolls on strings. Follow my commands! Hands up, bend over, crouch down. Again.
I don’t want you to be such dolls in life - puppets and you can be manipulated.
8. - What is the main document that protects you, children? ("Convention on the Rights of the Child"; brochure on display)
Let's look up the meaning of this word in the dictionary:
A convention is an international agreement on any issue.
And these documents also protect you: “Declaration of Human Rights”, “Family Code”, “Constitution Russian Federation"(brochures are displayed).
The Convention is a complex document, let's look at why it has such power.
The Convention is based on 4 essential principles.
Look at this photo (photo of children different nationalities; with different skin colors). Do you think these children have the same need for protection? (1-2 answers are heard)
Of course it's the same. This is the first principle of the Convention on the Rights of the Child: “States parties to the Convention respect and ensure all rights of every child, regardless of race, color, language, religion or nationality.”
The second principle of the Convention is: “The best interests of the child.”
“States Parties undertake to provide the child with such protection and care as is necessary for his or her well-being.”
Third principle: “Right to life, survival and development.”
The fourth principle of the Convention is: “Respect for the views of children.”
“The child has the right to freely express his views on all matters affecting him.”
9. - Here you are - children (attention is drawn to the poster with the image of a child).
I use arrows to depict problems that can harm you.
What is the Convention for you? (2-3 answers from students are listened to; the correct answer is emphasized - “Defense!”)
How do you propose to portray it?
(circle around the child)
This symbol of protecting children's rights helped us compile Yu. Yakovlev's essay and the Convention document itself.
10.- And at school your rights are protected by a social teacher.
(watching a video message from a school social educator to students, containing an introduction, a list of functional responsibilities and an indication of location).
IV. Result:
1.- You have cardboard men. They do not have their own opinions, feelings, they do not know what they want to be (all students have cards with a picture of a child).
Let's bring them to life! Do you think that if all people followed the Convention, these documents, the world would be calmer?
What qualities must a person have in order to comply with all laws? (answers from 3-4 students are listened to)
Select the qualities you think you need and mark them with a plus (the card lists: kindness, hard work, honesty, justice, tolerance, courage, perseverance, resourcefulness, diligence, curiosity).
Who's going to the podium? (those who wish to submit their answer with an explanation at the board)
These qualities determine such an important personality quality as philanthropy! (a card with the word “philanthropy” is hung under the symbol of child protection)
Right; - clarity; - expressiveness; - conveying meaning; - conveying feelings; - response logic; - creation).
3.- Why did Yu. Yakovlev share this essay with us? (several answer options are heard)
Now let's stand in a circle! I want to tell you a wonderful poem!
Only you were born,
Your first right:
get it to be proud of
personal name.It's very difficult on your own
live alone in the world!
The right to live with mom and dad
Always use it guys.There is also such a right -
remember, think and create
and others your thoughts
donate if you want.If you have a fever, your whole body aches
And there’s no time for playing at all,
Then call a doctor for help
also the right of children.To make friends with science,
With a book in a small hand
Use your right to study
In your native language.When I grew up, I took books
And I went to first grade.
All the kids go to school -
We have this right.Whether you are weak or strong
White, black - it doesn't matter.
You were born to be happy
This right is given to everyone!
Yakovlev Alexander Sergeevich
Yakovlev Alexander Sergeevich
The purpose of life
Yakovlev Alexander Sergeevich
Publisher's abstract: The third edition of the memoirs of aircraft designer A. S. Yakovlev has been supplemented with new materials on the development of Soviet aviation in last years, about the activities of the design bureau headed by the author, as well as new memories of meetings with party and state leaders, scientists, and famous military leaders.
Instead of a preface
About this book
Childhood
The beginning of the way
"Working people - build an air fleet!"
A dream come true
Confession
Aeroclub named after Kosarev
Successes of our aviators
Lessons from Spain
War is on the doorstep
In Nazi Germany
First fighter
In the People's Commissariat
German designers
Hitler and the Nazis
Start of the war
It's time for severe trials
Moscow on the defensive
Evacuation
In the East
The Great Break
Air supremacy
Yak-3 - light fighter
Frontline pilots
"Normandy"
Opponents and allies
Constructor and war
Victory of Soviet technical thought
The Age of Jet Aviation
"Flying Car"
All is well that ends well
Memories
Wings of the Motherland
World Championship
A new plane is born
Rocket and plane
Two exhibitions
Domodedovo
The purpose of life
Glossary of some aviation terms found in the book
Notes
Instead of a preface
In the book "The Purpose of Life" Alexander Sergeevich Yakovlev talks about his creative path designer and public figure, the author, with deep knowledge of the matter, sets out the main, most characteristic stages of the development of domestic aviation.
Such turning points in the history of the Soviet aviation industry as the period of the first five-year plan, when a powerful domestic aviation industry was created, the end of the 30s, when it was possible to carry out a radical restructuring that ensured the qualitative superiority of Soviet aviation in the Patriotic War, and, finally, were analyzed with great depth. , transition to jet aviation.
The advantage of the book is that the author does not hide the difficulties encountered along the way, but paints a picture of overcoming these difficulties in both peaceful and military conditions. It has great importance for education younger generation, which should know at what cost the greatest efforts of the party and the people were forged industrial and military power our Motherland.
The author conveys the romance of design work, as if revealing creative laboratory creators new technology, their constant search new, a struggle not only with the forces of nature, but also with the force of human inertia, routine and conservatism. The reader will learn a lot about the pains of creativity and the joys of technical victories, will get acquainted with the most prominent scientists, designers, test pilots and front-line pilots, figures in domestic and foreign aviation.
I don’t know of another book in our literature where the process of design innovation was outlined with such force.
The book by A. S. Yakovlev has great historical and documentary value. I believe that with the publication of this book, historians of Soviet science and technology will generally receive meaningful, reliable factual and educational material.
Simplicity and vividness of presentation, bright, exciting episodes, captivating with their truthfulness - all this will certainly arouse interest in the book wide range readers.
Twice Hero
general designer S. ILYUSHIN
About this book
In the fall of 1934, test pilot Yulian Piontkovsky and I were purged at an open party meeting of the Menzhinsky Aviation Plant in Moscow.
The meeting took place in a large hangar, adapted for a club. The hangar was full. And despite the fact that there were well-known workmates around us, everyone we met every day in the factory workshops, at the airfield, in the design bureau, the feeling of excitement did not leave us for a minute.
One after another, party members and candidates - workers, mechanics, engineers - came out onto the stage to the presidium of the meeting.
Suddenly there was a loud noise in the hall, applause was heard, heads turned to front door. I also turned around and saw the tall, stooped figure of a man in a light light coat, with an embroidered skullcap on his head. He was led to the front row and seated in an empty seat next to me. I was so filled with anticipation of what was coming that at first I did not realize who my neighbor was. And only when he, smiling welcomingly, extended his hand to me as if he were an acquaintance, although we had met for the first time, I saw that it was Alexey Maksimovich Gorky. You can imagine my surprise.
This was the time when Alexey Maksimovich, having returned from Sorrento to Moscow, went to factories, construction sites, met with workers, scientists, pioneers, and pilots. Gorky appeared in workshops, at meetings, looked closely at people, was interested in everything, wanted to know everything, go everywhere, see everything with his own eyes. And then, unexpectedly for everyone, he arrived at a party meeting of our aircraft plant.
Alexey Maksimovich was breathing heavily and smoking all the time. Before he has time to finish smoking one cigarette, he takes out another and lights a cigarette from the first.
And are you going through a cleanse today? I nodded my head.
Are you worried?
I'm very worried, Alexey Maksimovich.
At this time, Yulian Piontkovsky stood on the podium and talked about his life, about how he, being a mechanic mechanic in one of the aviation detachments in 1917, became eager to become a pilot, learned to fly himself, then entered an aviation school, went to front, became an instructor at a pilot school and finally a test pilot...
Any questions? - asked the chairman.
We know, we know! - swept through the hall to applause.
Do you know him? - Gorky asked, pointing his gaze at Piontkovsky.
Well, this is my friend.
Well, you see how they greet him, and don’t worry,” said Alexey Maksimovich, applauding along with others.
I don’t know whether it was because Alexey Maksimovich became interested in my biography, told at this party meeting, or because he generally advocated writing books by “experienced people,” but after a while he invited me to write an essay on my life - “The Formation of the Soviet engineer" for the almanac "The Year Seventeen" he founded.
I still remember the significant meeting with Gorky, which served as the first impetus for the creation of the book.
I took up the task more than once, but the intense design work did not allow this, especially during the war and in the post-war years. I wrote something down, and thus accumulated material for future book. It turned out that he really began to carry out Gorky’s instructions only many years later. I had to write in fits and starts, during rest hours, after work.
In 1957, on the advice of the writer Valentin Kataev, I published several episodes in the magazine "Yunost" about the first steps of an aircraft designer. I received many letters from readers who asked me to continue my stories.
As a result, in 1958 and 1964, Detgiz published a book for young people, “Stories of an Aircraft Designer.” Again there were many responses from young and old. I was advised to describe in more detail the events of the military and post-war years, depicting our victories not only at the front, but also in design bureaus, factories, talk about meetings with interesting people.
Over the course of 50 years of work in aviation, I witnessed the development of the Soviet air fleet.
How can one not remember that back in 1927, pilot Semyon Shestakov, on one of the first A.N. Tupolev aircraft, ANT-4(1), flew from Moscow to the United States of America with intermediate stops for more than a month! In 1937, the crews of Valery Chkalov and Mikhail Gromov flew from Moscow to America via the North Pole without landing on ANT-25 aircraft in just 63 hours. And now the IL-62 turbojet aircraft makes a flight from Moscow to the USA in only 10 hours of flight time.
Our pilots on domestic airliners paved the world's longest intercontinental route between the USSR and Cuba and make non-stop flights to Havana. Soviet light and heavy jet aircraft and helicopters set a number of outstanding international aviation records for speed, altitude, payload and flight range. Our scientists and designers have reached great heights in the field of aviation science and technology. This allows our country to develop not only civil aviation transport, but, given the complexity of the international situation, to constantly improve the Air Force.
The exploits of Soviet cosmonauts, scientists, designers, engineers, and workers who created artificial satellites Earths, rockets and spaceships. The astronauts were raised in our aviation family. Most of them came to cosmonaut school with blue buttonholes of military pilots. I was pleased to listen to their stories about how they learned to fly Yaks. Aviation instilled in them courage and courage, endurance and quick orientation, and the ability to find a way out of difficult situations. Not only pilots left aviation either spaceships, but also many engineers and rocket scientists.
The most difficult test for aviation was the Great Patriotic War when fates were decided...
1. Speech warm-up
Text on the board:
Well done if you're reading.
2 0 1
a lot of different books!
3 0 1 1
Read this phrase: as you exhale; while inhaling (choral reading).
2 .-If you guess what the numbers under the words in this text mean, you will be able to determine the topic of the Knowledge lesson (by correlating the numbers and the serial numbers of the letters in the words, the word “essay” is obtained).
Yes, today we will work on an essay by Yu.Ya. Yakovlev (a portrait of the author and the word “essay” opens).
3 . - Guys, what is an “essay”? (statements from 1-2 students are heard)
Very good
- Promoting the topic.
1 . -Choose a word so that it can complete all three of these sentences!
On the desk:
Everyone has _______.
I have _________________!
Do you know your ___________?
That's right, that word is “rights.”
Today we will get acquainted with an essay by Yu. Yakovlev"The right to live"and let’s expand the concept of “law” for ourselves.
3. -Yuri Yakovlevich Yakovlev – Russian writer, beloved by more than one generation of children and youth. “There are houses in the world where people come without an invitation. They come, as they say, for the light, when they are sad and lonely. A writer’s work is such a home. My home is my books, and my heroes are the people for whom the reader crosses the threshold of my house.” That's what Yuri Yakovlev said.
4. -I suggest you listen to Yu. Yakovlev’s essay “The Right to Life” (reading by the teacher).
Did you like the essay?
Who is this essay about? (after the students answer “About children!” a poster is hungwith a picture of a child)
Try to name the topic of the essay (3-4 student options are heard, the correct answer is: children's rights).
What document protects you?
“Convention on the Rights of the Child” in the form of a framing ring).
6.(- Now focus your gaze on the field
reading i)
answer the questions (frontal conversation):
What does “a person is happy” mean?
Try to give examples of when a person needs protection?
Why is it easier for an adult to stand up for himself than for a child?
Find the difference between the words “child” and “foolish baby”?
Explain the expression: “centered in the mother.”
Can you name the idea for this essay? (3-4 students are listened to)
Right, every child has the right to life!
7.- Find the significant word in paragraph 1 (rights)
Find the meaningful word in paragraph 2 (defense)
Read the text again to yourself, and after reading, please put any sign you want between these two words and justify your choice (on the board the words “rights” and “protection” are written with a gap).
What sign do you propose to put between these words?
I agree with you, this is an equal sign!
Physical education minute.
Stand up please. Let `s have some rest.
Imagine that you are puppets, i.e. dolls on strings. Follow my commands! Hands up, bend over, crouch down. Again.
I don’t want you to be such dolls in life - puppets and you can be manipulated.
6. - What is the main document that protects you, children? (“Convention on the Rights of the Child”; brochure on display)
- IN explanatory dictionary I found the meaning of this word
Convention – an international agreement on any issue.
And these documents also protect you: “Declaration of Human Rights”, “Family Code”, “Constitution of the Russian Federation” (brochures are on display).
The Convention is a complex document, let's look at why it has such power.
The Convention is based on 4 essential principles.
Look at this photograph (photos of children of differentnationalities; with different skin colors). Do you think these children have the same need for protection? (1-2 answers are heard)
Of course it's the same. This is what it's all about first principle of the Convention on the Rights of the Child: “States parties to the Convention respect and ensure all rights of every child, regardless of race, color, language, religion, nationality.”
Second Principle of the Convention: “The best provision of the child”.
“States Parties undertake to provide the child with such protection and care as is necessary for his or her well-being.”
Third principle: “Right to life, survival and development.”
Fourth Principle of the Convention: “Respect for the views of children.”
“The child has the right to freely express his views on all matters affecting him.”
7. - Here you are - children (attention is drawn to the poster with the image of a child).
I use arrows to depict problems that can harm you.
What is the convention for you? (2-3 student answers are listened to; the correct one is emphasized - “Defense!”)
How do you propose to portray it?
(around)
This symbol of children's rights protectionhelped us compile Yu. Yakovlev’s essay and the Convention document itself.
8 .- And at school your rights are protected by a social teacher.
IV. RESULT:
1 .-You have cardboard men. They do not have their own opinions, feelings, they do not know what they want to be (all students have cards with a picture of a child).
Let's bring them to life! Do you think that if all people followed the Convention, these documents, the world would be calmer?
What qualities must a person have in order to comply with all laws? (answers from 3-4 students are listened to)
Select the qualities you think you need and mark them with a plus (the card lists: kindness, hard work, honesty, justice, tolerance, courage, perseverance, resourcefulness, diligence, curiosity).
Who's going to the podium? (those who wish to submit their answer with an explanation at the board)
Only you were born,
Your first right:
get it to be proud of
personal name.
It's very difficult on your own
live alone in the world!
The right to live with mom and dad
Always use it guys.
There is also such a right -
remember, think and create
and others your thoughts
donate if you want.
If you have a fever, your whole body aches
And there’s no time for playing at all,
Then call a doctor for help
also the right of children.
To make friends with science,
With a book in a small hand
Use your right to study
In your native language.
When I grew up, I took books
And I went to first grade.
All the kids go to school -
We have this right.
Whether you are weak or strong
White, black - it doesn't matter.
You were born to be happy
This is given to everyone.
That's all.
It happened.
Sooner or later this had to happen, but Yakovlev did not think it would happen so early.
However, is it too early? Six years ago, Stalin announced to him that he, Alexander Yakovlev, was appointed Deputy People's Commissar of the Aviation Industry, and his heart then sang with joy that by the age of 33 he had achieved such a rise. He, a young, one might say, aspiring aircraft designer, found himself involved in a circle of people close to Comrade Stalin!
...The car shook on the potholes of the Moscow pavements that had not yet been put in order after the war, but Alexander Sergeevich did not feel these tremors. The blow of fate was so strong, its consequences could be unpredictable, and anxiety was increasingly pressing in my chest.
Finally, the car stopped near the People's Commissar's house, Yakovlev released the driver with a silent nod and began to slowly climb up to his third floor.
Was it really only six years ago that Stalin shook his hand, bidding him farewell to long and fruitful work? However, it seemed to him that it would last for a long time. Near Stalin, Yakovlev knew this well, people did not stay long, but he believed in himself, in his star and believed (devoutly believed!) that the leader would appreciate his boundless love and his talent as a designer and leader.
The wife opened the door and gasped:
- Sasha, what’s wrong with you? You have no face!
Alexander Sergeevich silently dismissed his wife and went to his office.
On the desk stood a strictly framed card that he, Yakovlev, loved so much. This photograph was taken before the war at the Tushino airfield. Then Stalin mingled with the crowd of athletes and, before the photographer pressed the shutter, he saw Yakovlev and waved his hand invitingly. Yakovlev immediately found himself next to the leader, and he put his hand on his shoulder, thereby distinguishing him from hundreds of other participants in the air parade. Alexander Sergeevich felt this hand on his shoulder all these years. And today he did not feel her weight on his shoulder.
The wife, breaking the routine for years, entered her husband’s office and, wrapped in a warm robe (four o’clock in the morning!), asked:
- So what happened, Sasha? Don't hide, tell me.
And Yakovlev, also breaking the order of never talking about what happened in the Kremlin, said:
– Stalin accepted my resignation.
Ekaterina Matveevna groaned quietly:
- What will happen now? How did this happen?
Yakovlev waved his hand in annoyance, making it clear that he had already said a lot and he needed to be left alone.
He sat in a darkened office and looked at the “trump” phone - the one that only called from the Kremlin. Will he call now? And there was a case when Joseph Vissarionovich even called him on a landline phone. Then, during the conversation, the leader asked him some questions, which he, Yakovlev, refused to answer. Stalin was surprised then and asked why the author of the plane hesitated with the answers. I had to say that the data Comrade Stalin was asking about was secret, and he had no right to talk about it over an open telephone line. It was then, or rather, the next day, that the Kremlin “turntable” was installed for him.
Where did he go wrong?
Maybe it all started with the arrest of Minister Alexei Ivanovich Shakhurin? Absurd, unexpected, literally stunning everyone. Moreover, his arrest occurred almost immediately after the victory (1946!), to which the aircraft industry made a very worthy contribution. And Shakhurin, by all accounts, a protégé of the Boss (as the leader was respectfully called in the Kremlin corridors), led the People's Commissariat throughout the war - from the forties.
Yakovlev believed that he knew Alexei Ivanovich well. After all, he and Shakhurin were appointed by one order to lead the People's Commissariat - Shakhurin as People's Commissar, and he, Yakovlev, as Deputy People's Commissar. January 11, 1940. Six years side by side - under Stalin’s watchful eye. The entire war. And then, like thunder...
However, Yakovlev could not say to himself that the thunder that thundered over his boss’s head was completely unexpected. Over six years of work in the most upper floors power, he became an experienced apparatchik, a “courtier,” as he himself said, and by some smallest signs, by the way the Boss greeted his entourage, how often he invited (or, conversely, did not invite) someone to dinner at his dacha, as someone’s name often flashed in award decrees, he learned to guess the change in the leader’s attitude towards his subordinates.
But why was only one people’s commissar, or rather minister, “taken” from the aviation industry in a new way? Why didn’t the “domino principle” work when deputies, executives, and plant directors followed the boss? This was surprising: after all, no one else in the People’s Commissariat fell under the punishing sword of the Organs? And since Shakhurin was accused of supplying supposedly low-quality aircraft to the front, it was logical to assume that his first deputy, Pyotr Vasilyevich Dementyev, who was precisely responsible for mass production, would follow him. But he, to the surprise of many, sat. True, he fell out of favor, but survived. Bye. And, at least, he could not count on becoming a minister. I wish I could survive, not end up in the Lubyanka basements, and not think about the ministerial chair. Little was hiding (that’s what Stalin called Dementiev).
And Yakovlev? Did he think about career growth? Who can say that now? In his book “The Purpose of Life,” Alexander Sergeevich claims that no. Moreover, Yakovlev writes that when discussing the candidacy of a new minister with Stalin, he himself proposed to Comrade Stalin the candidacy of a “third-party” person - Mikhail Vasilyevich Khrunichev, who once worked as Deputy People's Commissar of the Aviation Industry and was responsible for supplying the industry.
We have no reason not to believe Yakovlev, although, knowing his determination, ambition and managerial talents, we can fully assume that in his soul he could cherish the dream of reaching the brightest peaks in his career. Although, how to calculate: what is higher in the Soviet table of ranks - to be a successful creator of aircraft or a high-ranking official, which, in essence, is a minister? The answer seems to be on the surface - an aircraft designer works for eternity, and ministers come and go. But, we emphasize, we cannot discount our hero’s ambition and fanatical devotion to Comrade Stalin. Today it is difficult for us to imagine how powerful an influence this extraordinary politician, a man of indomitable will, who also possessed unlimited power, had on his subordinates. His colleagues considered working on the same team with this man, attending his after-hours feasts at his dacha in Volynskoe, and carrying out his instructions as the highest honor, and Yakovlev was no exception.
All these years, working next to Stalin, he felt his support, and it inspired him. The fact that he is still in the leader’s field of vision was indicated by the fact that quite recently, on January 15, 1945, he was appointed first deputy people’s commissar of the aviation industry. This obliged me a lot and said a lot: the prospects were exciting.
The arrest of Minister Shakhurin accelerated events, and it was then that Yakovlev made the very move whose consequences he was thinking about while looking at the “trump” phone. He wrote a letter to Stalin.
Alexander Sergeevich thought for a long time about its content. In it he wrote that to combine creative work It is unusually difficult for an aviation designer with the administrative position of Deputy Minister and he would like to focus on one thing, meaning the management of the design bureau he created, thus leaving it up to the leader to decide what to focus on.
The right to live
Alexandra Kaplunova (Laverel)
Chapter 1. Start of the game.
Today has come the day that I have been waiting for my entire adult life. I was one of thirteen girls who were brought into the ceremony hall. The quiet and monotonous whisper created by the templars was supposed to have a calming effect, but for me, on the contrary, it only increased my excitement. The flickering flames of numerous candles placed directly on the floor brought out spots of light from the surrounding darkness. The floor was marked with incomprehensible symbols that were strictly forbidden to step on.
I tried hard to suppress my fear, although its smell permeated everything around here. Stone walls They were pressing, as if making it difficult to even breathe. I stole a glance at the other girls and was somewhat surprised by their indifference. Not a shadow of fear, they were confident in every step... Although, if you think about it, it was not so surprising... After all long years we were prepared for this day, grown like plants, trained to be worthy. They tried to make fanatical victims out of us, to instill the awareness that we are the Chosen Ones. We were forbidden to communicate with each other, and I didn’t even know the names of those who were destined for the same fate as me. Only one day everything changed for me...
I was still a very little girl and unquestioningly believed in what I was taught. But one day a group of boys snuck into the modest cell, curious to look at one of the Chosen Ones. That's when our secret friendship began. Despite all the drill, strict rules and ascetic lifestyle, something mischievous always glimmered in my soul, some inner fire that did not allow me to finally become an obedient sheep... Secret friendship was exactly what allowed me to preserve my inner core.
There were times when there was a desire to escape, to get away from the fate that was in store for him, but the love for the friends he had made and the world that was outside the walls of the temple ultimately restrained him from this act. I didn’t want to endanger my loved ones, I didn’t want to bring the disfavor of the gods on our world. That's how I lived to this day.
The day when the masters of this world had to come for their prey. Behind us. Every two hundred years they, these gods, the Creators, came up with new entertainment. This time they announced their idea twenty years ahead of schedule. And they demanded 13 innocent girls. We were selected that same night. Barely born, we were taken from our families.
I have thought more than once that perhaps it is not without reason that our world is surrounded by wastelands inhabited by incredible monsters hungry for human flesh... Why is everything arranged this way and not otherwise? And is there really nothing there, beyond these wastelands? But there was no one to ask, and the books contained only laudatory speeches in honor of the Creators.
I continued to stand where they left me, unable to take even a step, from the sudden surge of horror. I realized they were getting closer. Suddenly I felt weak. I fell to my knees and out of the corner of my eye I noticed that the other girls repeated this movement, and two or three, it seemed, were already unconscious and just lying on the stone floor.
A cloudy veil covered my eyes.
I hated this day all my short life, realizing that it had not yet come, but with all my soul I was trying to erase it from my memory. And now this hatred began to warm from within, driving away weakness, although not too actively.
In an instant, all the candles went out, but only to light up again with an even light. And now their flame shone not red, but bright scarlet. An even reddish light spread across the floor and walls.
The next moment, a wave of suffocating pain came, it seemed that all the air had disappeared, all that was left was to try to breathe in bewilderment, plunging even deeper into fear. With naughty fingers, I tried to tear the collar of my robe, it seemed that he was strangling me. But the fabric was very dense and did not want to give in.
Through the fog in my head, I began to realize that I was suffocating, the blood was roaring in my ears, with every push a dull pain echoing in my head.
"Is this really the end? What nonsense..?" “I thought distantly, not understanding why all this was needed. Anger replaced fear.
The next moment, I suddenly realized that I was breathing completely calmly. Despite the fact that my breathing didn’t even stop. No raw, burning pain in the lungs, not even shortness of breath.
“What was that? Illusion?"
I was finally able to see clearly. Looking back, I was horrified. Two of the girls tore their chests, trying to relieve the illusory pain. They screamed, went crazy, their sanity left them. All that remained was the desire to end this by any means. I realized with a shudder that just a second ago I was almost ready for the same thing. Anything to end quickly.
I rushed to help them, to calm them down, to explain that they were imagining all this, that there was no pain, that they could breathe calmly. But something held him in place. An unknown force made me numb. My body didn't belong to me now. I couldn’t not only move, but even just blink without the permission of the unknown owner.
The next stage of this hellish performance was the intermission. It was as if someone had lowered the curtain on four of those who had not yet gone completely crazy and coped with the pain. This curtain did not affect me.
I watched in horror as from this shadow wall, surrounding its victims, bloody pieces of fabric fly out one after another. One after another... And another scream. An unbearable cry of despair, pain, horror. And I couldn’t even look away.
The shadows dissipated, leaving only shapeless bodies, torn to pieces and mutilated beyond recognition. No. Not bodies. Pieces of flesh. And I had to watch.
If someone or something had not restrained me and my body, my entire organism, I would have immediately parted with what I ate for today’s dinner. But they continued to hold me. Me and five others, out of the thirteen who were brought here. Into this horror. Into this hellish farce, without even properly explaining why we are.
Tears were already coming to my eyes, but I closed my eyes, holding them back. The numbness began to subside. I lifted it with effort right hand, bringing it closer to her face, feeling incredible resistance, as if she were stirring almost frozen molasses with her bare hands. After a few more seconds of looking around her in a daze, I began to rise to my feet.
“How much can you already pretend to be the weakest. Cockroaches. Those with whom you can play, as if with soulless dolls! I don’t...”
I'll allow it! - The last word came out of my mouth already out loud. And quite loudly, although my voice was clearly hoarse.
And only now I realized that besides the templars and us, the victims, there were four more here. Tall silhouettes could be seen in the calm candlelight.
Now I was standing on my feet and breathing heavily; getting up and overcoming someone else’s strength was incredibly difficult. It was like I had climbed up an endless staircase. The muscles all over my body ached, my back and lower back ached from pain. The breathing was noisy, especially in the silence that followed.
Enough. - It came out of my lips before I realized what I was saying.
