Vladimir Zheleznikov: Good morning to good people. Good people - good morning! Good morning good people reader's diary
The story is told from the perspective of the protagonist, the boy Tolya.
The boy Tolya Nashchokov lived in Simferopol with his mother Katya. Tolya's mother was the youngest in his class, the boy loved her very much and took care of her. He knew his father only from photographs - he died at the front very young. Today Tolya has a holiday - Uncle Nikolai came to visit, who studied with the boy's father, and during the war he flew heavy bombers with him.
Katya forbade her son to miss classes, so Tolya came home after the guest arrived. Even from the hallway, he heard the conversation of his mother and uncle Nikolai. He persuaded Katya to move to him in Moscow, in a new, recently allocated apartment. Tolya was delighted: he really wanted to live with his uncle Nikolai and is proud that he flies on the IL-18 passenger liner.
Katya was in no hurry to agree - at first she wanted to ask her son. Tolya was about to say that he agreed, but did not have time - the room started talking about his father. Uncle Nikolai did not understand why he sunk into Katya's soul so much, because they had known each other for only six months. But for Katya, the whole life fit in these six months.
They are remembered forever. He was kind, strong and very honest.
Angry, Uncle Nikolai declared that Lieutenant Nashchokov did not die, but surrendered without resistance. He learned about this from recently found fascist documents.
Katya got angry and said that Uncle Nikolai should not come to them anymore. Tolya was also offended by his father. He wanted to expel the guest, but was afraid to burst into tears and left the apartment unnoticed.
When Tolya returned home, Uncle Nikolai was gone. Mom cried and said that they were leaving for Gurzuf, where her father, Tolin's grandfather, had been waiting for them for a long time.
Two weeks later, Katya began to get ready for the journey. Tolya's best friend, Lyoshka, brought a letter from Uncle Nikolai, which he intercepted from the postman. At the sight of the letter, the boy almost burst into tears and told Lyoshka about everything. He advised his friend not to give a damn about Uncle Nikolai - he was and is not. But Tolya liked Uncle Nikolai so much!... In the evening, Katya put an unopened letter in an envelope and sent it back to Moscow.
Having reached Alushta by bus, Katya and her son boarded a steamboat. In the Gurzuf Bay, their grandfather was already waiting for them, who once served as a cook on a ship, and now works as a cook in a cheburechnaya. It turned out that the captain of the ship, Kostya, was an old acquaintance of his grandfather.
Grandfather lived in a private house, and Tolya was put to sleep in the yard under a flowering peach tree. In the morning, their neighbor Maria Semenovna Volokhina came to meet them. Seeing that Katya is a beauty, the neighbor purred that “men are affectionate at the resorts,” and a beautiful woman will not be lost here. Katya did not like these hints.
After breakfast, mother and son wandered around the red-hot Gurzuf for a long time.
I was silent and my mother was silent. It seemed to me that my mother wanted to torture herself and me.
Tolya "thought that mother looked like a wounded bird."
On the same day, grandfather arranged for Katya to work in a sanatorium in her specialty - a nurse. He forced his daughter to confess that she came here because of a quarrel with Nikolai. Grandfather admitted that Tolya's father really survived and remained in a foreign country.
The boy was terribly upset that his own grandfather considers his father a traitor. He began to argue, and then jumped out into the street and ran away. Tolya decided that his grandfather hates him because of his resemblance to his father, and this resemblance does not allow his mother to forget about her husband. He went to the pier, intending to leave and settle with a friend of Lyosha.
On the pier, the boy met an acquaintance, Captain Kostya, and asked him to take him to Alushta for free. The captain took Tolya on board and quickly found out why he went on the run. Kostya said that three sons of his grandfather died in the war - they defended the Crimea, fought together with the captain. Then he reminded Tolya about his mother and persuaded him to return. At the Gurzuf pier, the alarmed grandfather was already waiting for the boy.
Gradually, Tolya got used to the new city. He met his neighbor Volokhin, who worked as a physical education teacher in a sanatorium, and he began to let the boy into the territory to play tennis with vacationers.
One day, Maria Semyonovna again appeared to Katya and offered to earn extra money. She rented out rooms to vacationers. There were still places in her house, but the police would not register such a number of people. The enterprising Volokhina suggested that Katya register extra vacationers on her square, and settle with a neighbor, and promised to pay for it. Katya refused "gift money", which angered Maria Semyonovna.
In retaliation, the Volokhins spread throughout the district that Katya's husband was a traitor who voluntarily surrendered to the Nazis, and Tolya was no longer allowed into the territory of the sanatorium. Only Captain Kostya stood up for the Nashchokovs - somehow he almost beat a nasty neighbor.
Katya had already begun to regret that she had come to Gurzuf when Tolya received a letter from Leshka. The envelope contained an unopened letter from Czechoslovakia - several yellowed pages and a note from an old Czech. During the war, he lost his address and searched for Katya for several years in order to give her the last letter from her husband.
Pilot Karp Nashchokov was shot down over Czechoslovakia, spent ten days in the Gestapo, then ended up in a concentration camp. The Czech comrades helped Karp to escape and sent him to the partisan detachment. Soon the partisans blew up the railway bridge, through which the Germans "carried oil from Romania to Germany."
The next day, the Nazis came to the village, which was under the protection of partisans, and arrested all the children. If in three days the partisans do not hand over the man who blew up the bridge, the children will be shot. If it becomes known that the locals did it, the children will still be shot, so Karp took all the blame. Lieutenant Nashchokov wrote this letter before his execution and asked the old Czech to pass it on to his beloved wife.
When you receive this letter, then tell everyone how I died. The main thing is to find my comrades in the regiment, let them remember me.
Grandfather read the letter all evening, blew his nose, and then took it and left for a “walk”. After that, they stopped gossiping about Katya. Tolya decided to write a letter to his father, and send it to Lyoshka - a friend can, he will understand.
The next day, Tolya swam in the warm sea, thought about Uncle Kostya, and finally decided to become a naval pilot. Returning from the beach, the boy saw a well-dressed mother - she was going to the Yalta military registration and enlistment office to look for her father's friends. Kostya was waiting for Katya on the pier.
On the embankment, Tolya met a detachment of Artek people. They walked in formation, and then, at the command of the leader, they shouted: “Good morning to everyone!” After this meeting, Tolya's mood became "so calm and a little sad, but good."
Vladimir Karpovich Zheleznikov
good people good morning
HUMAN HELP
It was a warm sunny autumn. The Carpathians stood in a whitish haze. My motorcycle, rattling the engine, flew towards this haze. The wind tore the skirts of the jacket, but I kept squeezing the gas and squeezing it out.
I went to visit my aunt Magda. I wanted to learn something new about Vasil. He has been in the army for three months now. I was going to Aunt Magda for a long time - things got in the way. And now, when he was going, he squeezed out the gas. But the motorcycle is old, captured, from the war. How much can you get out of this?
A man was standing at the turn onto the mountain road. He must have been waiting for the bus.
I slowed down and shouted:
Comrade, please! I'll take you to the village.
The man looked around, and I recognized Fyodor Motryuk. He was still the same: a long, thin face with a sharp chin, yellow evil eyes.
So, how are the Jehovah's brothers doing? I asked. - Didn't their god come to them?
Motryuk opened his mouth, but said nothing. He was like a beast and, if he could, he would have thrown himself into a fight. And I started the engine and drove on. To Aunt Magda. I was driving and recalling a story that happened ten years ago in the village of Pilnik.
I then worked as an instructor in the district committee of the Komsomol. I ended up in Transcarpathia during the war. I was wounded here, rested in the hospital, and when I recovered, I was demobilized. And I stayed in Transcarpathia.
There was a lot of work to organize schools. Previously, in many villages, children did not study at all. Especially in the mountains. They lived in poverty. The fight against religious prejudices was also very important. And now we have a pass in the Carpathians with this, not everything is safe. And then… Jehovah's brothers especially hindered us.
Once I arrived in the village of Pilnik. There they accepted the guys as pioneers.
The guys stood in the school hall, about ten people. Adults also came here - men, women, old people.
The children of the Jehovists did not come, - said the director of the school. - Only Vasil, the son of Aunt Magda. Motryuk, they say, threatened that if one of the children of Jehovah's Witnesses became a pioneer, then Jehovah would demand a sacrifice.
What is Vasil? I asked.
The one on the far right.
Vasil had a thin face, black hair, and large sad eyes. All the guys were in light dresses, and he alone was in a dark shirt.
After being admitted to the pioneers, the guys showed an amateur concert, and then the movie was supposed to begin. I stood in the front and smoked. And suddenly I see: Vasil went to the exit.
Vasil, - I called out to him. - Aren't you going to stay in the cinema?
Vasil cast a frightened glance at me and said:
Why? It can be seen that small children are waiting for you at home?
Neither. He smiled a little and shot me a wary glance again.
Can I visit you? Who do you live with?
With mom. - Vasil was silent. - Come in if you want.
We left the school and walked to Vasil's house. They walked in silence. I felt that Vasil was worried and wanted to say something. I stopped and lit a match to light it. By the light of the match, he looked at the boy.
And he made up his mind.
Don't come to us, he said. - My mother is a Jehovist.
Are you also a Jehovist?
Yes, Vasily answered quietly.
Why did you join the pioneers?
I wanted like everyone else. Pioneers arrange fees, help collective farmers. We went to the theater in the city.
Do you think, - I asked, - your mother will pull me into her faith?
Vasil was silent. And we went forward again.
I wanted to see Vasil's mother. For a long time I was getting close to these Jehovists, but nothing worked out for me. Motryuk, the leader of the Jehovists, firmly held them in his hands. And then I firmly decided to talk to Vasil's mother. “Since Vasil decided to join the pioneers, it means that his mother is more conscious than others,” I thought. But it turned out not to be so.
Here, - said Vasil and stopped. It was clear that he was afraid.
Don't be afraid, Vasil, - I said. - Let's not get lost!
He opened the door to the room, and the dim light of the lamp fell on him. Jehovists did not use electric light. A woman was sitting at the table, her handkerchief was tied so low that it covered her forehead. She looked at Vasil and suddenly screamed, rushed to meet her son, fell on her knees in front of him and spoke quickly. She pointed to the tie, but every time she pulled her hand away - she was afraid to touch it.
I came out of the darkness and said:
Good afternoon, Aunt Magda. Receive guests.
The woman looked at me in fear. She got up from her knees, bent her head low so that I could not see her face, and went into a dark corner. I didn't extract a word from Aunt Magda. I talked about Vasil, about how he will study, about what a new good life begins ...
"Good morning to good people!", a summary of which is given in this article, is a famous story by the Russian children's writer and playwright Vladimir Karpovich Zheleznikov. For the first time he saw the light in 1961 in the capital's Children's State Publishing House.
about the author
In addition to the story "Good people - good morning!" (a brief summary allows you to get acquainted with the plot in detail), Zheleznikov wrote several dozen more popular books for children and adolescents.
The writer was born in Vitebsk in 1925. After the war he moved to Moscow. He tried himself at the artillery school, then at the Faculty of Law, but in the end in 1957 he graduated from the Gorky Literary Institute. He worked in the children's illustrated magazine "Murzilka".
In addition to working on books, he wrote scripts, many of his works were filmed. So, in 1965, the family film by Ilya Fraz "Traveling with Luggage" was released, based on the story of the same name by Zheleznikov. His most famous film adaptations are the comedy of the same Ilya Frez "The Eccentric from the Fifth" B "and the drama of Rolan Bykov" Scarecrow ". Zheleznikov also has a story of the same name.
In recent years, he has moved away from the teenage theme in his scripts. In 2000, together with Galina Arbuzova and Stanislav Govorukhin, he took part in the work on the script for the historical film "Russian Riot" by Alexander Proshkin based on Pushkin's story "The Captain's Daughter". In 2004, he became one of the authors of the script for Andrei Proshkina's drama "Moth Games".
Zheleznikov died in 2015. He was 90 years old.
The narration in the story "Good morning to good people!", A summary of which is in this article, is conducted on behalf of the boy Tolya Nashchokov.
The main character lives in Simferopol with his mother Katya. He did not remember his father, he saw only in photographs - he died at the front. The story begins with the fact that Tolya is preparing for the holiday - Uncle Nikolai comes to him, who studied with his father, and flew bombers with his father during the war.
The boy wanted to skip classes, but his mother strictly forbade him. Therefore, he returned home after the guest arrived. From the hallway, he heard Uncle Nikolai persuading his mother to go to Moscow with him. Tolya rejoices at such a prospect, because he is not averse to living with this courageous person.
However, Katya is in no hurry to agree - she wants to consult with her son. Even the summary of "Good people - good morning!" Zheleznikova allows you to feel the experiences of the boy. He is about to run into the room and say that he agrees, but then the conversation turns to his father. Uncle Nikolai wonders why he is so important to Katya, because they have known each other for only six months. But Katya insists that her whole life fit into this time.
The truth about Tolya's father
From the summary and description of "Good people - good morning!" we learn that an angry Nikolai says that in fact officer Nashchokov did not die. He shamefully surrendered to the Germans as a prisoner. This, according to him, became known quite recently from the documents of the Nazis.
In response, Katya declares that she does not want Nikolai to come to them anymore. Tolya also gets upset because of her father and runs away from the apartment so as not to burst into tears.
Returning home, he learns from his mother that they are going to leave for Gurzuf, to Tolya's grandfather.
On the road
In a summary of "Good people - good morning!" describes how the Nashchokovs are going on the road. On the eve of departure, Tolya's friend, Lesha, brings a letter from Uncle Nikolai. Then Tolya confesses everything to him, and Leshka convinces him not to give a damn about this Nikolai, since he speaks like that about his father. On the same day, Tolya's mother sends an unopened letter back to Moscow.
According to the summary of the story "Good people - good morning!" you can learn more about the storyline. In Gurzuf, their grandfather is waiting for them, who once worked as a cook on a ship, and now a cook in a pastry shop. And the captain of the ship, on which Tolya sailed with his mother, is his good friend.
Grandpa's life
Grandfather's main characters settle in a private house. Tolya is put to sleep right in the yard. According to the summary "Good morning to good people!" Zheleznyakov, you can trace the emergence of new characters. So, in the morning, a neighbor comes to meet the Nashchokovs. Her name is Maria Semyonovna.
The neighbor begins to hint at the beauty of Tolya's mother, promising that such a woman will definitely not disappear at the resort. She doesn't like such assumptions.
Katya quickly finds herself a job. She gets a job as a nurse in a sanatorium. Grandpa inquires about the true reasons for their arrival. Having learned about the quarrel with Nikolai, he says that he always admitted that Tolin's father could remain alive abroad.
Tolya runs away
Even in a very brief content "Good people - good morning!" an episode of Tolya's quarrel with his grandfather is given because he suspected his father of betrayal. He jumps out of the house and runs to the pier. He wants to return to his friend Leshka.
On the pier, he meets a familiar captain and asks to take him to Alushta. The captain takes him on board and finds out why he ran away from home. Tolya learns that his grandfather's three sons died in the war. At the end, the captain reminds him of his mother and persuades him to return.
Tolya does just that. Gradually, he gets used to the new city. Volokhin's neighbor, who works as a physical education teacher in a sanatorium, lets him play on the tennis courts.
Scandal with neighbors
At this time, Tolin's mother spoils relations with others. Maria Semyonovna offers her to earn extra money. She rents rooms to vacationers, but she has much more space than the police can prescribe. She offers Katya to register vacationers at her place, and to settle at a neighbor's. Katya refuses such earnings, then a neighbor spreads the news throughout the district that Tolya's father is a traitor who voluntarily surrendered to the Nazis.
Suddenly, Tolya receives a letter from Leshka. In it, he finds an unopened envelope from Czechoslovakia. This is a note from an old Czech who, during the war, lost the address of Tolya's mother, and then searched for her for many years in order to convey the last letter from her husband.
The truth about Tolin's father
So the truth about Katya's husband is revealed. In a summary of "Good people - good morning!" on the brief and in this article this story is described in detail. It turns out that Lieutenant Karp Nashchokov was shot down by enemy aircraft over the territory of Czechoslovakia. He spent 10 days in the Gestapo, then was sent to a concentration camp.
Thanks to his Czech comrades, he escaped to freedom and joined the local partisan detachment. It was this detachment that carried out many acts of sabotage against the Nazis, for example, they managed to blow up the railway bridge, with the help of which the Nazis transported oil to Germany from Romania. This was a large part of their income.
In the morning, the Nazis showed up in the village, next to which the partisan detachment was located. They arrest all the children. The Germans announce an ultimatum, if within three days the partisans do not give up the person who blew up the bridge, all the children will be shot. Karp Nashchokov makes a brave decision - he takes all the blame. The letter that his family receives after so many years, he wrote on the eve of the death penalty. He asked an old Czech who happened to be nearby to convey this message to his wife.
It was important for him that his wife told everyone how he died. And also Nashchokov asks to find his comrades in the regiment so that they remember him with a kind word.
Grandfather could not tear himself away from the letter all evening, and then, upset, went for a walk. Gossip about Katya immediately stopped.
Soon, when Tolya was swimming in the local sea, he once again remembered Uncle Kostya. At that moment, he firmly decided to become a naval pilot. On the way back from the beach, he meets his mother, who goes to the Yalta draft board to find his father's friends. Captain Kostya is already waiting for her at the pier.
Soon, Tolya meets a detachment of Artek residents, at the command of the leader, they wish everyone good morning. The soul of the protagonist becomes lighter.
Zheleznikov Vladimir
good people good morning
Vladimir Karpovich Zheleznikov
good people good morning
The book of the famous children's writer, laureate of the State Prize of the USSR, includes the stories "The Life and Adventures of an Eccentric", "The Last Parade", "Scarecrow" and others. What happens to the heroes of the stories can happen to any modern schoolchild. And yet they can teach their peers to pay attention to people, to the environment. The author depicts adolescents in such life situations when they have to make a decision, make a choice to recognize evil and indifference, that is, it shows how children are tempered morally, learn to serve goodness and justice.
Published in connection with the 60th anniversary of the writer.
For middle age.
Today we have a holiday. My mother and I always have a holiday when Uncle Nikolai, an old friend of my father, arrives. They have studied once at school, sat on the same desk and fought against the Nazis: they flew heavy bombers.
I never saw my dad. He was at the front when I was born. I have only seen him in photographs. They hung in our apartment. One, large, in the dining room above the sofa on which I slept. On it, dad was in military uniform, with shoulder straps of a senior lieutenant. And two other photographs, quite ordinary, civilian ones, hung in my mother's room. Dad there is a boy of about eighteen, but for some reason mom loved these daddy's photos the most.
Dad often dreamed of me at night. And maybe because I didn't know him, he looked like Uncle Nikolai.
Uncle Nikolai's plane arrived at nine o'clock in the morning. I wanted to meet him, but my mother did not allow me, she said that it was impossible to leave the lessons. And she tied a new scarf around her head to go to the airfield. It was an extraordinary scarf. It's not about the material. I don't know much about materials. And the fact that dogs of different breeds were painted on the scarf: shepherd dogs, shaggy terriers, spitz, great danes. So many dogs can be seen at once only at the exhibition.
In the center of the scarf was a huge bulldog. His mouth was open, and for some reason notes flew out of it. Music Bulldog. Great bulldog. Mom bought this scarf a long time ago, but she never wore it. And then I put it on. One might have thought that she was specially saving for the arrival of Uncle Nikolai. She tied the ends of the handkerchief at the back of her neck, they barely reached out, and immediately became like a girl. I don’t know about anyone, but I liked that my mother looked like a girl. I think it's very nice when a mother is so young. She was the youngest mother in our class. And one girl from our school, I myself heard, asked her mother to make herself such a coat as my mother had. Funny. Moreover, my mother's coat is old. I don't even remember when she sewed it. This year, his sleeves were frayed, and my mother tucked them in. "Short sleeves are in fashion now," she said. And the scarf suits her very well. He even made a new coat. In general, I do not pay any attention to things. I am ready to walk for ten years in the same uniform, only so that my mother dresses more beautifully. I liked it when she bought herself new clothes.
At the corner of the street, we parted ways. Mom hurried to the airfield, and I went to school. Five steps later I looked back, and my mother looked back. We always, when parting, having walked a little, look back. Surprisingly, we look around almost at the same time. Let's look at each other and move on. And today I looked back again and from a distance I saw a bulldog on the very top of my mother's head. Oh, how I liked him, that bulldog! Music Bulldog. I immediately came up with a name for him: Jazz.
I barely waited for the end of classes and rushed home. He pulled out the key - my mother and I have separate keys and slowly opened the door.
My heart was pounding. Go to Moscow with Uncle Nikolai! I secretly dreamed about it for a long time. To go to Moscow and live there together, never parting: me, my mother and uncle Nikolai. Walk with him by the hand to the envy of all the boys, seeing him off on another flight. And then tell how he flies on the passenger turboprop liner Il-18. At an altitude of six thousand meters, above the clouds. Is this not life? But my mother replied:
I did not decide yet. We need to talk to Tolya.
"Oh, my God, she hasn't decided yet!" I protested. "Well, of course, I agree."
Right, I'm funny. Why did he stick in your memory so much? - This is Uncle Nikolai talking about my father. I was about to enter, but then I stopped. - It's been so many years. You only knew him for six months.
They are remembered forever. He was kind, strong and very honest. Once we swam with him to Adalary, in the Gurzuf Bay. They climbed a rock, and I dropped the beads into the sea. He jumped into the water without hesitation, and the rock was twenty meters high. Bold.
Well, it's just childishness, - said Uncle Nikolai.
And he was a boy, and he died a boy. At twenty-three.
You idealize him. He was ordinary, like all of us. By the way, he liked to brag.
You're evil, said my mother. I didn't even know you were evil.
I'm telling the truth, and it's unpleasant for you, - answered Uncle Nikolai. - You don’t know, but he didn’t die on the plane, as you were told. He was taken prisoner.
Why didn't you tell me about this before?
I recently found out myself. Found new documents, fascist. And it was written there that the Soviet pilot, Senior Lieutenant Nashchokov, surrendered without resistance. And you say you're brave. Maybe he was a coward.
Shut up! Mom shouted. - Shut up now! You can't think of him like that!
I don’t think, but I guess, - answered Uncle Nikolai. - Well, calm down, it's long gone and has nothing to do with us.
It has. The Nazis wrote, but you believed? Since you think so of him, you have no reason to come to us. You won't understand me and Tolya.
I had to go in and kick out Uncle Nikolai for his words about dad. I had to go in and say something to him to make him roll out of our apartment. But I couldn’t, I was afraid that when I saw my mother and him, I would just burst into tears from resentment. Before Uncle Nikolai could answer my mother, I ran out of the house.
It was warm outside. Spring began. Near the entrance stood familiar guys, but I turned away from them. My biggest fear was that they had seen Uncle Nikolai and would start asking me questions about him. I walked and walked and kept thinking about Uncle Nikolai and could not figure out why he said such a bad thing about dad. After all, he knew that my mom and I love dad. Finally I returned home. Mom sat at the table and scratched the tablecloth with her fingernail.
I did not know what to do, and took my mother's handkerchief in my hands. Began to consider it. On the very corner was a small eared dog. Not thoroughbred, ordinary mongrel. And the artist regretted the colors for him: he was gray with black spots. The dog put his face on his paws and closed his eyes. A sad dog, not like Jazz the bulldog. I felt sorry for him, and I decided to come up with a name for him too. I named him Foundling. I don't know why, but it seemed to me that this name suits him. He was somehow random and lonely on this scarf.
