Abstract: CHERISH THE SUN, PEOPLE. (By Leonid Gurunts. Pravda, May 3, p. 3. Complete text:) Yerevan-The Third Congress of Moldavian Writers was under way in Kishinev. took part in that congress. love the unique literature of the Moldavian people and had learned from books to love sunny Moldavia, a region unfamiliar to with its generous nature, abundant vineyards and the Kodry, with luxuriant orchards and well-built cities. ... And the more have learned about this republic and its people and the more discover its essence, the greater my impression that Moldavia is like my Armenia. ... But it seems that am not the only one who has that idea. The Azerbaidzhani writer Yusif Azimzade, a friend of my youth, found that Moldavian villages resemble the Azerbaidzhani kishlaks [mountain villages], ... I don't know how much Moldavia resembles Armenia or Azerbaidzhan, but it is certainly like Uzbekistan, we were assured by Nazir Safarov, sweeping the broad expanses of Moldavia with enamored eyes. ... Greeting the congress, the Estonian writer Aadu Hint remarked with a smile: ... have not only tasted Moldavian wine here, but also the strength of our love and friendship born of October. ... It must have been a miracle that prompted our northern friend, the novelist Aadu Hint, to discover features in southern and sunny Moldavia that related it to Estonia. ... The congress had already ended. It was time to go our separate ways, but not all the guests hastened to leave. was in no hurry either. ... Ivan Konstantinovich Sviridov, former Chief of Staff of the 295th Kherson Rifle Division, which holds the Order of Lenin, Order of the Red Banner and the Order of Suvorov and which forced the Dniester, had promised to show me the places where Georgy Tamrazovich Akopyants, a fearless Soviet soldier and son of the Armenian people who later became a Hero of the Soviet Union, had fought. ... The canvas-top car sped through the vineyards and orchards of the Dniester steppe. ... VOL. XX, NO. 18 THE CURRENT DIGEST OF THE SOVIET PRESS PAGE 23 ... Ivan Konstantinovich left the car now and then to show me the places where the fighting had been especially stubborn. It was even hard to imagine that this soil, so abundantly fertile, well kept and peaceful, could once have been scarred by trenches and the traces of shells and aerial bombs. ... We visited the Dniester and saw the banks and the spot at which the river had been forced. And drove into the nearby village of Sherpen. ... Collective farmers crowded around our car. Many of them remembered this combat commander. They embraced him and shook his hand. ... Sviridov spoke to the collective farmers: ... Do you remember the battalian commander from Armenia, the first to break through to your village? ... Several voices answered at once: ... remember, we remember. How could we forget him? A mountain eagle! ... jotted down the names of the collective farmers who remembered Akopyants. ... Returning to Kishinev, learned that Yusif Azimzade had not been idle either. He had at last found the women who had saved the life of the pilot Rizayev, who had been shot down in Moldavia. ... Some months before, during the ten-day festival of Moldavian literature in Azerbaidzhan, a man with traces of severe burns on his face had approached the Moldavian writers and told them his story. It was Masut Rizayev, the former pilot. He had been shot down over Kishinev and, splashed with gasoline, had been burned. The Moldavian women who ran to his aid had dragged him from the burning plane and had given him first aid. ... The pilot could remember neither the name of the village nor the names of the collective farm women who had saved his life. ... Yusif Azimzade found these women more than 20 years later. He could go in peace now. He had joyous news for the pilot Rizayev. ... Our Uzbek friend Nazir Safarov had evidently settled in Kishinev for good. He had fought in Moldavia himself and kept a diary and now, leafing the yellowed pages of his notes, he was traveling through the country, recalling the places where he had fought. He took me along on one of his trips. ... Come with me, he urged. You won't regret ... Indeed did not regret it. It was an interesting trip. Safarov drove to the village of Neguritsi Vyk, where he had fought and where Hero of the Soviet Union Narzi Radzhabov, a glorious son of the Uzbek people and a machine gunner, about whom Safarov was writing a book, had died the death of the brave. In Kishinev the writer found Lyubov Yakovlevna Mileka, a native of Neguritsi Vyk, who had been picked by our units when she was only nine years old. Narzi Radzhabov had pulled her from the ruins of the house in which the entire Mileka family had perished. Mileka now works as a lathe operator at a furniture factory in Kishinev. ... After the war, not a single house remained intact on the Truth Collective Farm in the village of Neguritsi Vyk. Now the village is completely rebuilt. ... In the yard of collective farmer Gheorghe Russu saw a spreading mulberry tree, the kind called shorkov here.
Publication Year: 1968
Publication Date: 1968-05-22
Language: en
Type: article
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