With love in the heart!

Valentina Ivanovna Bakhareva was born in the pre-war year. A native of the Krasnodar Territory, a year before the war, she, along with her parents, Ivan Illarionovich and Alexandra Ulyanovna Ilyushin, was sent to Siberia, who came here on the call of their parents who had left to develop land in the Krasnoyarsk Territory, the village of Lagirka. The family had already been Nina's older sister since 1932 and Ivan's older brother since 1933.

They got on horses. With them they carried the necessary equipment: forks, axes, shovels. First built dugouts and settled down by their family. Several families lived in the village. The Ilyushin family quickly joined the general works: the construction of houses, the agricultural development of fields.

The nature of the new place was very rich, like the whole of Siberia. Along the small rivulets grew red and black currants, cherry, hawthorn, raspberry-dried and surrendered. Strawberries were taken in buckets, dried in a Russian oven. Soon the Great Patriotic War began and his father, Ivan Illarionovich, was taken to the front. In 1945, after a serious injury, he returned home.

In the family, Sister Taisia ​​was born. All three brothers of the Ilyushins were taken to the front, but Uncle Valentina Ivanovna Mikhail disappeared without a trace, and Uncle Stepan settled after the war in Kazakhstan. Military childhood was heavy, hungry. After the threshing of the grain, there remained chaff, which was not allowed to be taken-the cattle were kept in the winter, but there was nothing for the people.

When the mother managed to bake bread from the grass and chaff, little Valya, breaking down, said: "Mom, and here is kolko." In the spring, a lot of children ran to the forest to collect cabbage, pestles, and litter. In the garden grown onions, potatoes. In the war years, the fields plowed on bulls, and sometimes on cows. Mother, Alexandra Ulyanovna, worked on the collective farm- she drove grain on horseback to the zapotnopkt.

Clothing in public in those years was very modest, woven from flax, which was grown on the fields with their own hands. After the war, the mother went to the collective farm to take care of the sheep. If the offspring are good and survive, they give a premium.

After graduation from elementary school, little Valya passed a transfer exam with her classmates and moved to the fifth grade. To study was to be in the village of Chulskaya MTS, for 21 kilometers. Lived in boarding school. On weekends we went home, my mother cooked for a week food: frosted koloboks from mashed potatoes, soups, baked bread, when bacon was a piece, so that you could eat during the week, warming your meager supply once a day on the stove.

In severe frosts, the chairman of the kolkhoz singled out a horse on which the children in turn rode, and someone ran after them not to freeze, then changed. The director of the school, Bakharev Vasily Mitrofanovich, was very strict, he taught geography. Teacher of the German language - Erika Karlovna Zelikh - a great soul man. After the end of the 8th grade, Valya and her best friends Galina Kazakova, Zinaida Semenovna Bricun went to enter the Minusinsk Pedagogical School for primary school teachers.

Parents collected on the road in plywood suitcases simple everyday needs: wooden spoons, clothes. And so, in quilted jackets, canvas shoes, the girls went to reach their cherished dream. All three did. Valentina studied with pleasure. Since the first summer scholarship, already a student Valya, she bought her shoes. After the distribution, Valentina went to the Ermakovsky district, the Salba state farm. Here the school director Ivan Kuzmich greeted her warmly.

He was an amazingly kind man. The first greeted everyone and found a common language with everyone. For a year Valentina Ivanovna learned a lot. From the first days she was involved in her social work, she was the leader. In her free time, Valentina Ivanovna went to visit her sister Nina in the Tyukhtepsky district, where fate brought her and Bakharev Gennady Mikhailovich. Harmonist, chauffeur, young beauties with huge, the colors of the sky blue eyes, quickly entered the heart of a young girl and soon became her husband.

By that time, Valentina Ivanovna fell in love with the collective and did not want to leave school.But as it was customary: the thread behind the needle ... at first the Cranberry, then the Central. ... Two moons - in the dark sky star And in the cold night river. Very windy, very late, And the hand is good in hand. ... It's still remembered. And believe me, the coals have not cooled down. There, where we lit a fire. And when the coal turns black, And pushes the porch with ash, This charcoal in a submissive hand Draws your face.

I.A. Goff In the new place of residence, the northern nature was captivated by its endless sandstones and pine forests. And how many berries! And how many mushrooms! Once near the house, Valentina Ivanovna picked up a bucket of ripe cowberry from one stump.

Where is this you can still meet? ... Already in September, red cranberries are strewn with handfuls of emerald moss. On the eve of the cold weather, the birch trees sink, The plaid is golden spread at the feet. G. Nebarakovskaya Here, in the village of Central, passed the creative age of Valentina Ivanovna. Working as a primary school teacher, she managed to do public affairs, and especially liked to sing.

The soul lay more Russian folk songs and songs from the repertoire of Valentina Tolkunova. Often sang on stage, the lines of many songs still live in her soul: "Russia, Russia, Russia is my homeland"! The directors of the school at that time were Ryzhakov Yuri Karpovich, Georgy Fyodorovich Lutkevich (at that time a wonderful choir was created in the school), Albina Alexandrovna Zaporoschenko and others. From the teachers of Plotnikov Anatoly Fodeevich, he taught mathematics, physics, astronomy, wonderfully played the balalaika.

Plotnikova Vera Petrovna, Nebarakovskaya Galina Vasilievna taught children Russian language and literature. In primary classes, Alisa Dmitrievna Medvedeva taught. At school, then, there were many talented teachers. In the young family of Bakharevs two sons were born: Alexander and Yuri. At home, as at work, they did not sit idly by. They kept livestock: cows, pigs, geese, chickens.

In the summer they drove the whole family for a mowing - for the village Friendly by car, and then by boat on the river. They put up tents, drove in with small sons and each put their feasible work into the common peasant business. In shops at that time, you could buy everything. But the hardening, obtained with the milk of his mother, made itself felt. Without rural labor, Valentina Ivanovna did not imagine her life.

With her husband Bakharev Gennady Mikhailovich, Valentina Ivanovna lived for 50 years, but unfortunately, the next day after the golden wedding, he died, suffered from a stroke. ... "We met without joy, we parted without sorrow" - I think that this is not about us. Do you remember the evening?

We were silent, Only the glow of the eyes spoke. We used to get everything with you: There were water, pipes and lights ... And words? What a small thing! Let them stay in their souls. ... Star quays sailed, And in your hand, my hand ... "They met without joy, parted without sorrow" - It's not about us for sure. G. Nebarakovskaya Life in the Central went on as usual, it connects much expensive with this settlement.

But the greatest joy for Valentina Ivanovna is her beloved grandson Val. ... Morning is early. My granddaughter Smiling in a dream. It will be a hundred "why" for a minute "give" to me. ... Wake up, look in the window, My favorite "Why"! See - the sun smiled? Smile and you to him! G. Nebarakovskaya Today the Bakharev family lives in White Yar.

Valentina Ivanovna is engaged in public work, since her active life position does not allow her to sit at home with her arms folded. In her native village of Lagirka Valentina Ivanovna has not been since 1955. There is a big dream to go to your native places, once again to come into contact with childhood, to sit at the grave of your beloved parents. ... I love you, with all my heart, our Central settlement.

They wrote about you that you are not a mainline. Before the restructuring in the Friendly Flown aircraft, Fly whenever you want and no worries. Now we have rebuilt, another life has come. Wherever you want to go, the hassle will not be small, I look in the mail box, no letters, no newspapers.

How we will live further, I do not know the answer. I love you with all my heart, I'm betrayed and true, Our village is Central, love for you is immense. AA Ershova. Polina Mongolina, Masha Zabolotnaya, Ksenia Ostroukhova Head of the Department: S.V.Vysotina School forestry "Edelweiss", Bely Yar village, Verhneket district, Tomsk region. -Valentina Ivanovna Bakhareva with grandson Valentine for the third year visits the club of communication "Grandmothers and grandchildren" in the regional house of creativity.

Not indifferent, active, creative person, she is the first assistant to the leaders of the club. Valentina Ivanovna helps to compose scenarios of thematic evenings and events. As a teacher with a long history, she easily finds a common language with children who love Valentina Ivanovna, listen with pleasure to her memories of hard childhood and post-war years, about work. Her spiritual fervor does not make anyone bored: she will pick up the song and dance in the dance and play any role in the scene. Bezrukova Elena Petrovna - the head of the club "Grandmothers and grandchildren".