Afonshin biography

The service of the native land happens strange: they do not make noise about a person, he does not solve great state affairs, but his act and his being itself - everyone knows. Vladimir Makaryevsky district of the Nizhny Novgorod province on October 29, as a child, the boy listened to the stories of his grandmother - the former serf. Here, at the legendary Lake Svetlayar, he absorbed the entire poetry of the nature and the history of these places.

The future writer in Vladimir in elementary school in the city began his studies after graduation, the labor biography of the young teacher began. Sergey Vasilievich worked in many schools in the Semenovsky district, was engaged in public work, participated in the organization of the collective farm, and worked as the responsible secretary of the Kovreninsky district newspaper.

He met Anna Vasilievna Grishina, who became his wife and assistant in all endeavors. In September, the school was small, the students came from nearby villages, and brought children from the Afonshin river by boat. Each lesson began with a bike or a fairy tale about nature. In the city of Afonshin went to the front. He fought in the top group as a rector - a volunteer, demobilized from the war from the Latvian year of Dundag in the city of Latvia He was awarded the Order of the "Red Star" and the medal "For Military Merit".

We find a brief story about the combat path of S. Afonshin in his autobiographical notes “Man from Neolithic” 2, p. The photo “I went to the war“ suitable untrained ”, so I returned home. He served in the topographic group at the artillery headquarters, went with the elders to bind the batteries and the serif of goals on the enemy side. And he earned the medal “For Military Merit” and the Order of the “Red Star”.

The first award sheet was filled on the medal "For Courage". But someone at the top struck and awarded "for military merits." It was in the forty -third year, then there were rifles for awards. And at the very beginning of the forty -fourth, they gave me the Order of the “Red Star” instead of the “Order of Glory”, which was asked in the award sheet. But I was not offended.

And her look, it seems to me, is more noble. Order of the first years of the Red Army. But I got the medal harder. We were on a set of goals. Between us and the Germans, it managed to be a large stone - a valun, a little smaller bath. I did not know then that it was applied to our topographic map and has its own coordinates. And my bosses knew and decided to become attached to him.

And they say to me: - Give you that stone to us! And to give, it means to run up to him or crawl, where as possible, raise the rail1 and count to five until they count on Menzule2. And here I am, where there was a run, where crawling, I got to this huge - Kamnya and lifted the rack. And he counted not up to five, but to fifteen, so that it was more reliable. So that they would not send me there again.

Then I got an overlap for this. He just managed to count and ran back, as caught around the mines, one after another. Okay, that the drainage ditch turned up, and I dived into it and crawled. It was before the war that the collective farmers drained their haymaking. On this ditch, I got out to my own, but behind them. Also, they rushed out of the mortar, they climbed into an empty trench and fell silent.

And they already started to stagnate about me, they thought, dumped me there by the stone. And I came out alive to them, only from behind. The next day, they filled the award sheet on the medal "For Courage". There were a lot of such "stones" on my topographic path. And in the forty -fourth I was awarded the Order of the Red Star. Even with the hearing aid, Afonshin put his palm to his ear, asked the interlocutor.

And at home a blow was waiting for him - from the complication after the cold, his only daughter Dean died. But life continued. Returning to the village of Chernovezye, Sergey Vasilievich immediately took up the teacher's work, began to write and cooperate with newspapers. Afonshin began to publish his works in district and then regional newspapers: Lenin Way G.

Semenov, Borskaya Pravda, Gorky Pravda. One of the main hobbies of Sergei Vasilievich was a hunt. He preferred to go for hares with hounds, he went to the bear more than once. He loved to fish, photographed a lot, was well oriented in the forest, knew all the mushroom and berry places.

The fellow villagers considered him an eccentric, few people accepted his writing seriously, but as a teacher, an avid hunter and fisherman respected him. He lived a photo in Chernovezerier until G. when the school was closed, as there was no one to teach, he moved to live in the village of Rustai. Here he was elected a deputy of the village council, appointed public inspector of nature protection.

In the year, S. Afonshin finished pedagogical activity, began to write seriously. In the 70s, his first books were published: the book of fairy tales “Solar Tree” and a collection of Zavolzh legends “At the Blue Svetlair”. Afonshin was admitted to the Union of Writers. Photos in just 10 years of writing, he published 9 books. The photo in the early 80s S. Afonshin became seriously ill and on February 1, G.

was buried by Sergey Vasilyevich in his homeland, in the village of Vladimir, at the Blue Svetlair, the legendary City of Kitezh. Photo often real recognition comes to a person only after his death. The words of Sergei Vasilyevich turned out to be prophetic: "They will talk about me, but late, I will not live."Every year, admirers of his talent come to his grave, poets devote their poems to him.

The famous Nizhny Novgorod poet Yuri Adrianov called Afonhin "the last resident of the city of Kitezh." A book was published by S. Afonshin’s anniversary: ​​Afonshin S. Shamshurin; Photography, design of V. Novgorod: Dyatlovs Mountains, the photo here is most presented the work of a wonderful Russian writer. The publication contains rich illustrative material: copyright photographs by S.

Afonshin, photographs of commemorative places related to his name, and various documents. In connection with the theme of our manual, in addition to the cited passage from the autobiographical story “Man from Neolithic”, the first -published story “The Short Tale of the Long Winter”, the work created by Athoshin after he returned to the Kerzhensky forests from the war, is of particular interest.

Sholokhov, “Matryonin Court” by A. Solzhenitsyn, “Usyatnik helmet” by E. Nosov, “Shepherd and shepherd” by V. Astafyev; The story “Russian character” A. these are truly folk legends, it is the literature of the deep, soil, hidden meaning, enduring value ”V. Shamshurin 2, p. We give an excerpt from this work. Together winter, they hide from people deserter and “founding”, an enemy spy from among our captured soldiers.

Wild meat was stocked for the whole winter, from the meat of boiled, fried and steamed, they yearn for bread, eat, native, added! The cricket in the corner occurs occasionally, but does not please. The deck of cards to shreds is disheveled, two books are read out to the holes. And it’s scary that they began to resist each other, in the hearts of unprepared and irritability.

Everyone thinks about his own, but he is silent about something. It suddenly began with them after their soldiers' children covered in the forest on a slaughter. For a long time, the deserter could not fall asleep that night, he rushed off on his side on his side, he was angry at the founding and muttered aloud: - Yes, history! Grishka cracked at the soldier orphans.

Stole and gobbled up! Tea, and now it has come to Elokhova, then the woman will be delighted.