Military letters triangles read. Scenario class hour "Letters from the front" methodological development (grade 8) on the topic

There are fewer and fewer who can tell what they thought they saw the soldier preparing for an attack or leaving the battle.

Now, in order to recreate the atmosphere of the unforgettable days of the Great Patriotic War, we often turn to the documents of those years. And the most reliable and frank of them are letters from front-line soldiers to their home...

Front-line letters - they were written in the heat and cold by the hard-working hands of soldiers who did not release weapons. These documents keep the hot breath of battle and are not subject to time. They are the thread that connects our generation with those distant years of the war of 1941-1945.

Front-line letters are special documents. Many of them are simple, unsophisticated, almost in each of them there is one phrase: "Alive, healthy, I wish you the same." For those waiting for news from the front, the letter itself meant so much: alive! And when the funeral came, the letters became a sacred relic of the family of the deceased.

Written hastily, in the intervals between battles, in trenches, dugouts by the light of an oil lamp, on the beds of front-line medical battalions. They are written on postal forms, on sheets torn from a school notebook or notepad, or even simply on gray wrapping paper. The pencil has worn out, the ink has faded... Yellowed, read out, drenched in tears... One must see how carefully they are stored... The front-line letter came without a stamp, without an envelope. Sometimes the front triangle found the addressee several months after its departure.

Among the writers of the letters are the most different ages and professions, miscellaneous life experience. The war tore them away from peaceful life, from peaceful labor and made them soldiers. Many of them were just starting their lives, being in a happy time - the time of youth, others put on soldier's overcoats, having a long life and work path and experience behind them.

But all of them have one thing in common: the letters express ardent love for their home, for their fathers and mothers, children, wives, brothers and sisters. Being in the face of death, the soldiers tried to encourage those who worked in the rear, enduring all the hardships of wartime.

The letters are full of caring attention to the details of the life of loved ones, contain all sorts of advice and instructions. All these everyday "little things" that are full of letters from front-line soldiers specifically recreate the harsh atmosphere of the difficult war years.

Old paper stubbornly rolls over folds that were pressed through more than sixty years ago. Faded ink, faded printing ink on postcards. Letters from the front are still carefully kept in many families. Each triangle has its own story: happy or sad. It also happened that sometimes news from the front that a loved one was alive and well came after a terrible official envelope. But mothers and wives believed: the funeral came by mistake. And they waited - for years, decades.

Letters from the front are documents of great moral force that cannot leave anyone indifferent at any age. They arouse interest in the history of their family, in family archives, and, therefore, in the history of the Fatherland. In the lines smelling of gunpowder - the breath of war, the rudeness of harsh trench everyday life, the tenderness of a soldier's heart, faith in Victory ...

Excerpts from the front-line letters of Alexander Ilyich Vozhegov,
who went to the front from the Pashiya station in January 1942,
to his wife Koinova Zinaida Georgievna

2.05.42. … “Recently I have been in Leningrad region, from the front 10 - 15 km. One of these days we will be moved closer, and we will enter the battle. Our direction to Staraya Russa. When we were leaving in winter, German planes flew at us and started bombing. And imagine that many were killed and wounded. Well, that's not a problem, there's a lot more to come. We live in the forest, we sleep where we have to…”.

19.05.42. … “I didn’t write for a long time. We moved from place to place. And you yourself know that we, like nomadic people, are here today and there tomorrow. We live all the time in the forest and sleep under the tree or make booths. The weather is not very good here, it’s true, it’s become warmer, but it’s raining all the time, and the roads here are dirty everywhere and everywhere, and there’s a swamp all around ... ”.

02/28/43. ... “Greetings from the city of Vyshny Volochok! Today I finished my studies. On March 1 we will have a state exam, on March 2 we will go to the army headquarters, and there will be a disbandment of everyone in different directions. After graduation, I will have the rank of senior lieutenant, and the position held may be a company commander and deputy battalion commander, but I studied to be a company commander. I am glad that you and your daughter are healthy, and I would be happy to look at you now, at least with one eye, and I would be pleased ... ".

04/20/43. ... “After studying, on March 18 I arrived in my regiment, accepted a company and was there for two days, I saw the city of Staraya Russa. On March 20, we were removed from the front and sent to rest, and on March 21 we set off. By railway traveled 20 days. We are 80 km from Voronezh. We live in a village where there are no civilians. Clay and brick houses. There are no floors, no forest. Around the field. For three nights we spent the night in one hut, which has neither windows nor doors. But today we must move on ... ".

07/13/43. …“The time is about one in the morning. Time to check your units. Now the 8th night has already passed, as I have not slept a single one. You can only sleep from 8 in the morning, and even then you don’t have to. Yesterday I went to the bath. Bath, you know what? The water was heated on the street, and washed under a bush ... ".

07/22/43. ... “I hasten to drop a few words about the fact that I went into battle, took one village, killed many Germans and, most importantly, captured 15 people. Of these, 7 were wounded and 8 were unharmed. And when he brought these prisoners, the regiment commander kissed me 15 times and said that well done, Vozhegov, you alone completed the task for me and therefore, he says, I will definitely reward you. And now I am reporting that I was wounded by a shrapnel in my left leg, but not very much. So I walk, but I'm wounded in left hand, in the palm of a more serious bullet, well, nothing, the hand will be whole. Now I am in my medical battalion, but they will probably send me to a hospital somewhere…”.

10/30/43. ... “I got into my division, but only in another regiment. On the 28th, he accepted a company and immediately went to the front line and stayed there for two days. We were removed from this sector of the front and transferred to another direction. Today is the 30th. Should enter the battle on the 1st of November. What will happen, I do not know, but I think to stay alive. I am writing a letter in the forest on a pebble. For those fights, I was awarded the Order of the Red Banner, so the award is big. Our happiness is ahead, and we must see all the deeds ... ".

Letters from the front are documentary witnesses of the war. Simple, unsophisticated lines, full of love for life, they remind us that we must not forget in the hustle and bustle of everyday life. Letters from the front are living lines of the war, they are a voice from afar, a voice that resonates in our hearts.

« For whom is the war harder?
A strange conversation: for whom is the war harder - for us or for the Germans? For all reasons, it seems to us. How much land has been taken away from us, how many people have been forced into captivity...

And with grubs, whatever you say, he - apparently - is better. Valka Sokolsky, the gunner of the second gun, has his own opinion: “But still, I think that the war is more painful for him, Fritz. We are what? We protect our own, where can we go. And he, a German, for some such need, accepts death on the Don? Or the same Italian. For how many kilometers from their Frau and Kinders!
No, whatever you say, but this war is harder for him, more hopeless».
July 1942, Bryansk Front

«… You know, dad, I'm happy that in the cause of the great war of liberation, I also contribute my share of suffering. Imagine that after the war I will be able to honestly, calmly look into the eyes of a person, I will be able to proudly say that I also saved the joyful life of my little sister. But the future belongs to us. I protect and defend this life with my blood…»
Corporal of the medical service Menshikova A.F.

«… I know that you are very interested and worried about the question of the war. I answer you, yes, you yourself hear on the radio and read in the newspapers that our Red Army has launched a counteroffensive and is chasing the accursed enemy, clearing our land of the monster, daily liberating hundreds of villages, liberating cities ... And if the enemy flees, therefore, he is weak , and since we beat him, therefore, we are strong. Soon this day will come when the radio will tell us: “The enemy is defeated, fascism is destroyed ...” Soon, mom, all of us - your children will gather in our house to you and celebrate our victory ... K»
Junior technician-lieutenant Petropavlovsky N.V.

«… I managed to read several books that came to hand, including Dostoevsky. I remember, near Bolkhov, together with others, I fled to the shelter from the attackers German aircraft and picked up a few books along the way. I read selected works of A.K. Tolstoy with great pleasure and regretted that I had not come across these wonderful poems earlier.
When I was a civilian, sometimes it was so hard at the plant that I thought: you’ll be lost, you won’t endure it. But now you can see that it was all flowers, well, but berries ...
And here spring comes, however, timidly: it thaws during the day, then snow, and again everything is forged. We rejoice in the spring - since it is spring, it means that it will be warm and the soldier will feel better!
Junior lieutenant, artilleryman Champalov I.N.

«… You consider me dead, but I am alive. In 1941, in the autumn, I was seriously wounded and taken prisoner by the Germans. Was captured, then fled. Now I'm back in the Red Army, but now I'm still a fighter, not a commander, everything is fine.
I am happy that I have the opportunity to write to you. There will be time, I will write in detail…»
Private Khudorozhkov E.N.

Mobile field hospital tents. Near the walls of a log house covered with straw, there are ambulances that have just arrived from the medical battalions and medical sanatoriums ... The rays of the cold sun are pouring into the small windows of the operating room. A dressing table with a man on it. Guardsman Poplavsky lost a lot of blood, his life hangs in the balance... Sisters and doctors move silently. In the hand of a tall, chubby sister is a glass ampoule, from which is a thin rubber tube with a needle at the end. A little more and the eyes of the wounded man revived. He looked at his sister in surprise. And she took a businesslike glance at the empty ampoule and took out a sheet of paper folded in four from the drawer. She read quietly: “Dear comrade, I gave my blood, because I know that it will be needed at the front. It doesn't matter who you are, a soldier or an officer, your life is needed by the Motherland. Take my blood and get well soon, dear. Tosya Ivanova. The guardsman got up a little, took the sheet of paper with a weak hand and carefully put it in his breast pocket.
Junior lieutenant, commander of the sanitary platoon Vernikov S.M.

« We are in Berlin!
A great event has taken place. Centuries will survive this day - May 2, 1945. Our grandchildren and great-grandchildren will proudly remember this beautiful may day. The motherland will lovingly pass on from generation to generation the names of heroes-heroes. People in all languages ​​will inscribe the names of the winners. Years will pass, wounds will heal, and the people will never forget the people who hoisted the scarlet banner - the Banner of Victory - over the capital of Germany.
Our descendants will open the solemn book of victories and see in it the names of the heroes brought out in golden letters, who brought freedom and happiness, tranquility and peace to mankind.…” — leaflet published in Berlin
Captain, commander of the rifle battalion Neustroev S.A.

*According to the book "Living Lines of War"

The best essays are posted on the school website. We thank the guys and their leaders - teachers of the Russian language and literature Pechur A.A. and Sopochkin E.V.

Hello soldier!

Wherever you serve: tank, air, ground forces, I am glad that you serve and defend our Motherland!

An army of boys makes men: it tempers character and will.

You are doing the right thing - you are defending the Motherland from enemies. Now there are conflicts in Iraq, the conflict in Syria has recently ended. But not only from wars it is necessary to protect people. In recent years, Russia has experienced 24 terrorist act! And this is even scarier! And naturally, our army is taking measures on this issue, so that people live without fear and risk.

By sacrificing your lives, you soldiers are saving ours!

Every man should go serve his country. The time will come, and I will go to serve for the good of the Motherland.

Dear soldier, wherever you are, I'm proud of you! And I will do everything to make the country proud of me in the future!

Yengovatov Eugene, 6th grade.

Hello dear soldier!

Many years have passed since the Great Patriotic War. From 1941 to 1945 you defended our country and ourselves.

We are very grateful to you for everything, because you gave your life for us.

Many soldiers went to war with pride, because they went to defend their homeland. You went into battle and gave your life for us to live.

Today, there are few of you, veterans, left alive, and we need to make sure that you live as long as possible, because you are our pride!

In our country, alas, there are many such people who would like to master the last thing you have. They probably have no soul or conscience. You were ready to tear everyone for Russia, and now they are trying to rob you to the bone…

Dear soldier, I am very grateful to you for all your exploits and deeds. Thank you for the world and for our life!

Dvoeglazova Valeria, 6th grade.

Hello soldier!

Hello defender of the motherland!

I am writing this letter to you, to the one who is ready to give his life for the Motherland. You fought against the Nazis and could not stand the battle, or maybe ... you survived and now on May 9 you go to the parade and, flashing medals in the sun, you go, remembering the war. You saved us from the invaders and paved the way to better world. I thank you, soldier! And remember, you are alive in our hearts and always will be. I am proud of people like you, and know that you did not give your life in vain!

You are a man with a capital letter!

You are a real hero!

Probably, no one loves the Motherland as much as the person who gave his life for it!

I really want people not to forget about the feat of ordinary soldiers, about the feat that many will never be able to accomplish, about the feat thanks to which we live and live freely!

Lusevich Anastasia, 6th grade.

Dear soldier, hello!

A 6th grade student Alisher Bazarkulov is writing to you.

And first of all, I want to thank you for being me. For the fact that we, Russian people, live in a relatively calm time and do not see the horror that you once saw. And if it were not for your courage in wartime, then we would now be slaves to the Germans and our state would not exist. But on May 9, 1945, a miracle happened: it was announced throughout the country that victory was ours.

Thank you and your comrades for this!

Thanks to you, our Fatherland does not depend on other peoples, and we live in peace.

I would like every person on Earth to understand the importance of this victory and be able to appreciate the work that you, soldiers, have invested in it!

Bazarkulov Alisher, 6th grade.

Dear soldier!

A lot of time has passed since the war, but people remember you - the defenders of the Motherland! You gave your lives for ours. I really appreciate your fighting spirit, your courage in this difficult battle. And I really want to say thank you, looking into your eyes.

It's a pity that you can't celebrate Victory Day with us.

I want the current soldiers on duty to be as brave and strong as you!

Thank you very much, soldier! We will remember you all our lives with your greatest feat!

Titlyanova Ekaterina, 6th grade.

Dear soldiers!

I wish you all to be invincible and physically strong, so that one year of service will fly by unnoticed. More cheerful emotions for you in the harsh everyday life of the army, less duty, so that you have enough strength if the enemy suddenly attacks us. I want you to be like the soldiers who defended our country during the Great Patriotic War. Now the country's enemies have changed: they are terrorists, marauders, and so on. But the goal for the defenders of the Motherland is still the same - the well-being of Russia. Therefore, soldier, I wish you to be hardy and brave. Serve calmly!

Egorov Vlad, 6th grade.

Dear soldier!

My letter is a thank you!

Thank you very much, soldier, for fighting, fighting, getting injured, but not giving up. When I grow up, I also want to be in the military.

Most of all, I want to be like a soldier of the Great Patriotic War with my inner qualities. After all, they defended our country when there was no longer any strength, there was no food, and friends and loved ones were dying right before our eyes. But the damned fascists were defeated. And this is thanks to the fortitude and courage of the Russian people!

I am sure that the same soldiers are serving in the army now. And they are up to the task of protecting our vast and beautiful Russia.

Soldier, hold on! And then, I know that no matter who attacks us, you will not lose, you will not surrender and you will always be devoted to your country and people!

Latyshev Vyacheslav, 6th grade.

Hello soldier!

I want to tell you one story.

There lived in one city a boy who wanted to become a soldier. And one morning he decided to write you a letter. He took a piece of paper, a pen, an envelope, and went to his room.

“Hello, uncle soldier!

I'm glad to admit to you that I want, like you,

Surrender to the motherland!

And I want to fight

Learn to ride in a tank.

Shave your head like you

Compete with the generals!

I want to wear a tunic

Look into the mirror.

And, proud of myself, I will shout:

My motherland! You are my Motherland!

I'm with you forever

My motherland!"

He put the letter in an envelope, sealed it and signed it. And began to wait for an answer. Soldier, answer the kid.

Dimitrienko Ilya, 7th grade.

Dear soldier!

I often wonder what a real soldier should be? What should it mean for the motherland?

In my thoughts I want to find the answer.

In my concept, a soldier should have the following qualities: responsibility, loyalty, justice. Every soldier should proudly carry out his service. The soldier is the defender of the fatherland, our lives. Risking his life, he gives us a calm, quiet, peaceful life. It gives you the opportunity to go to school, walk in parks, enjoy the silence, breathe fresh air. Tell me, is this not about our time, but about the military? No, I will answer you! Thanks to our soldiers, we live in peacetime. Praise and honor to our defenders!

And let every young person remember: the Motherland needs his protection!

Serve, soldier!

Burmina Elena, 7th grade.

Hello my distant unknown friend!

My name is Lena, I'm in the 5th grade.

My dad says that every citizen of Russia should serve in the army to defend their country. Time teaches a lot. Each soldier becomes a real man. You guard my peace so that I can live, go to school, grow up. You protect this land because we have to live on it!

Most importantly, I want to wish you to return healthy and tell your and other people's children that it is an honor to serve in the army!

You are a real soldier, because you are already serving. I believe that our army is very strong, powerful and can repulse any enemy, whatever it may be. I am proud that my dad also served in the army and received a letter of thanks.

And you serve faithfully and honestly and know that they are waiting for you at home, they believe in you!!!

Absalyamova Elena, 5b

Hello soldier!

I would like to ask you, how is the service, soldier's life?

Everyday training takes a lot of time and effort, but this is the strength of a soldier! Can you brag about your accomplishments? It is imperative to get along with your comrades, because, as you know, one is not a warrior in the field.

Write letters to your loved ones more often, they are waiting for you, they believe in you.

The whole country knows that the service of a soldier is very difficult, but the Motherland needs defenders and just real men!

I wish you good health, good mood and success in the service!

Makhnutina Daria, 5b grade.

Hello, dear, respected soldier!

We were taught about the war in school. It was difficult and scary. All the soldiers had to endure many difficult trials. They starved, froze, were seriously injured. Fought for life. They had to overcome their own fear to win!

Many memories remain in the soldier's memory, orders and other awards have been preserved. They are strong,

brave, brave soldiers!

Our generation is very proud of them, because these soldiers won the Great Patriotic War! I want to be proud of you, our current defenders!

Khvostitskaya Olga, 7th grade.

Letter to a soldier in 1941.

Dear soldier!

Dear fellow soldier and my comrade-in-arms!

It is difficult to put into words what I want to write, but I am writing, although you are not around right now. More than 70 years have passed since those memorable days when one of the largest battles of the Great Patriotic War unfolded here in Novorossiysk. We did our best to defend the city from the hated enemy, but we survived and won!

The war did not bend the will of the Soviet people and our comrades, valor and fearlessness led them to victory! Many died in this battle, and today I often think about it! Long memory to them!

A person with a fighting spirit appreciates the achievements of others.

May good times come all over the Earth, because in fact life goes on, and for some it is just beginning!

Cheban Anzhelika, 5b grade

Hello soldier!

It's good when soldiers like you, who are strong in spirit, serve in the army. You know that this is a difficult time for you. You joined the army, you are far from home, and it is very difficult for you during this period of your life. I want to wish you, soldier, to serve honestly, not to be afraid of the army.

My great-grandfather died in the Great Patriotic War, giving his life for the Motherland. I am very proud of him and want to be like him! There is no war now, but the army needs real defenders, not squishy ones. You have to prepare for military service: go in for sports, go to sports clubs, which is what I do. I believe that if you are a real man, you should wear tarpaulin boots, eat porridge, temper your body, become strong and strong-willed!

I'm in the 10th grade and I'm going to join the army soon. Maybe the army will help me break through in life!?

Happy service to you, soldier! Know that your friends, relatives and loved ones are always waiting for you.

Zhuzha Pavel, 10th grade.

Hello soldier!

Now you are a real man! He became more enduring, stronger, more courageous, stricter. Previously, February 23 was just an excuse for you to receive a gift, a congratulation, a postcard. I wanted to grow up as soon as possible so that they would not say: you did not serve, this is not your holiday.

Everyone wants to try to serve in the army, but in fact it is difficult there.

I also want to grow up and serve in the army. They can teach you a lot in the army that they won't teach you at school. And if there is a war, do you want to defend your Motherland, but you “mowed it down” from the army at one time? Without military training, you can die immediately, because of one unprepared person, you can lose a friend, a company, an army, and maybe an entire country?

Therefore, serve, soldier, and do not regret anything!

Vereshchagin Nikita, 7th grade.

Hello, my distant, unfamiliar soldier!

I want to talk about our country - Russia. Today, our state is one of the most progressively developing, producing modern military products. I believe that we have the best aviation on the planet.

And now about the army. Every citizen of the Russian Federation must serve, valiantly and honestly fulfill his military duty to the state and its people. But there is one of the main problems of our army - hazing. To avoid this, we must learn to be kind, merciful, just.

All men served in my family. My dad served in rocket troops, grandfathers - in missile and tank.

We live on the territory of a great power and must faithfully and honestly serve, work and study for the good of our Motherland!

Grushchak Denis, 5b grade.

Hello, unknown soldier!

I don't know you, and probably never will, but I would really like to meet you.

I would like you to tell me and my classmates how you are served, is it difficult for you at a distance from home, friends and loved ones?

What do you think about when you go to bed?

My grandfather told me that earlier, in order for a boy to become a good soldier, he was taught difficulties from childhood, tempered his character. You are probably also strong and brave, because I think that only a strong and brave person can protect our country.

Thank you, unfamiliar soldier, for your courage and strength, for protecting my life, for the fact that I sleep peacefully at night.

Take care, soldier!

Maleva Alina, 5b grade.

A small selection of front-line letters that touch to the core. They are imbued with love and longing for loved ones who were far from each other and who understood that this dear news could be the last.

“Hello, dear son of Tolya! June 22 marks one year since I haven't seen you. I miss you so much, I think about you often. You are already five years old, that's how big you are. Grow up, son, be smart, love your brother, teach him. I'll be back soon. Here we will drive out all the Nazis, and I will return. I kiss you hard. Your dad".
From a letter from an unknown soldier

“My girl, prepare yourself for parting. Ahead of 1942. Live, like me, in the hope of meeting.
“Hello, Verusinka and little son Edinka! Verushechka, don't be sad. Get ready for winter. Buy your son felt boots and sew him a fur coat. Love you. Alexei".
From the letters of Alexei Rogov, squadron commander of the air regiment. Hero Title Soviet Union received posthumously

“Wounded in the right leg. They did an operation, they pulled out a fragment. The wound is light - I already go to the dressing myself. I hope that it will heal soon and again I will beat the German reptile. For our exhausted Soviet people, for you, my relatives.
Guard Sergeant Andrey Gadenov. November 10, 1942

Soldier Boris Ruchiov

“Not far from the place where we stand, there is a camp. Annihilation camp. You must have read in the newspapers about the camp at Maidansk. So this camp is several times superior to the Maidan one. Six million people were killed there. Chambers in which people were suffocated with gas; ovens for burning corpses; the ditches into which the corpses were dumped, or rather, were stacked with German accuracy - one row of heads in one direction, the other in the other. Ditches filled to the brim with blood. And in everything and everywhere this devilish German accuracy.
Perhaps not everyone in the rear believes the descriptions of these countless horrors. Indeed, it is hard to believe that people who look like us could reach such inhuman cruelty. But when you see all this, you ask yourself the question: who are these creatures who wanted to exterminate humanity? Are these people? Of course they are not people! The end of these horrors will soon come, there will be retribution.
Boris Ruchev. March 7, 1945

“... There is little free time. A lot to learn on the go. But do not despair. We will win. Mom, dad and grandma, don't worry about me. Do not Cry. Everything is fine. Your son Kolya.
Nikolay Dronov. Died near Kerch in 1942

Heroes of the Soviet Union senior sergeant Zakir Asfandiyarov and sergeant Veniamin Permyakov read a letter from home

“In the days when you, dear Alexander Konstantinovich, not sparing your life, defend every meter of Soviet territory, we vow to study “good” and “excellent”, to be disciplined, to help the front. Only you, dear defenders of the Motherland, smash the enemy hated by the entire Soviet people.
Schoolchildren's letter to their teacher Alexander Benevolensky to the front

“Hello, my dear and forever beloved by me guys! An hour ago, in the dugout, I recalled the battle results, my relatives and friends. The door opened - and together with the puffs of cold air, the postman entered the dugout. He gives me a letter written in a child's handwriting, I open the envelope with excitement. My comrades asked me to read your letter aloud, which I did. We are all happy that our little comrades remember us and send us their pioneer greetings.
Your kind words, your wishes are very dear to us. They keep us warm. For four months now, I have been with my comrades on this sector of the front. We arrived here in the days when the enemy, having gathered all his forces, was trying to capture the city. Hundreds of planes were flying over us, dropping hundreds of bombs every day. The city was covered in the smoke of conflagrations, houses, factories, timber piles, gas tanks were burning, what was created by the many years of work of the people of our Motherland was burning.
The enemy spared nothing. But we managed to fulfill Stalin’s order and the command of the Motherland: “Not a step back!” We survived, although at times it was very difficult, especially on days when thick ice was on the Volga and people had to deliver food and ammunition to us under artillery and mortar fire .
The fact that Stalingrad was defended is the merit not only of the soldiers, but of the entire Soviet people, it is the merit of the rear, which uninterruptedly forged weapons for us, sent equipment and ammunition. Remember, guys, there will be a holiday on our street ...
Master knowledge, study firmly the Russian language and literature, geography and history, military affairs and German. We promise you to fulfill our tasks, and you will cope with your tasks perfectly. If we do this, we will defeat the enemy. With front-line greetings, A. Benevolensky.
The answer of the teacher A. Benevolensky

Sometimes letters were delayed for several weeks or even months and arrived after the funeral. Then the whole family waited and hoped that the funeral had come by mistake, that their son, brother, husband and father were alive and he would definitely return home.
Thanks to letters from the front, relatives and friends were not only able to convey the news to the front, some of them decided to take a bold step.

“I often remember your lessons, Mikhail Petrovich. I remember how I trembled and trembled at every sound of your voice ... "
From a letter from 16-year-old Sonya Stepina former teacher mathematician Mikhail Yeskin

The correspondence of young people became constant. They fell in love with each other. In 1944, Mikhail and Sonya got married.

The family of a Soviet soldier writes a letter to the front, 1942

Front-line letters - fate, love and hope"
Goals:
- expand children's knowledge about war;
- to give an idea of ​​the meaning of letters from the time of the Great Patriotic War;
- to cultivate respect for the defenders of the Motherland;
- to develop patriotic feelings and experience in the moral behavior of the individual, inducing interest in the history of their country, small homeland;
- to contribute to the formation of pupils' ideas about the letters of the war years, as an integral part of the history of our country and our people;
- to instill in children love for the Motherland, pride in the military and labor exploits of compatriots, respect for war veterans living nearby
Equipment: a stack of letters, a computer, a multimedia projector, a screen, a presentation “Towards the Great Victory. Letters from the war years
During the classes

I. Organizational moment.
slide 1.
(There is a stack of soldiers' letters on the desk).
- Soldier's letters. Now they, preserved, have become family heirlooms. They should be framed on the wall, in the most prominent place: read, young people, remember and be proud of your grandfathers, and maybe great-grandfathers - not only years, many decades have passed.
II. Self-determination of activities
- Guys, what are we going to talk about in class?
- Formulate a topic class hour.
Slide 2. (classroom topic)
III. Main part.
Slide 3.
It has been 70 years since the end of the Second World War, but its echoes still reach us. These are the graves of unknown soldiers, shells and fragments left on the battlefields, trenches and craters from the explosions of shells and bombs - these are wounds on the ground. This is the memory of the surviving participants in the battles and the memory of those who forged our victory, providing the army with everything necessary.
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Video of the song "Front Letters" (gr. Fidget)
1. How many letters from soldiers
Since that last war
Until now, addressees
Never delivered
Maybe there is no addressee
And there is no writer.
So who is he looking for?
triangular envelope
chorus
triangular tall tale
Impossible reality
In the three dooms of the sky
Bullet stray square dance
triangular tale
A story in a few lines
"Like, I'm fighting for my conscience ..
Listen to your mother, son."
One of such monuments of the war is the soldiers' letters - “triangles”, sometimes written on a simple piece of paper. These precious messages from the battlefields from relatives and friends.
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Parting with the family There is no such family that would not be affected by the war. As they were waiting for letters from the front, small yellow triangles were a guarantee that the person who sent them: husband, son, brother, beloved is alive and well, which means that there is hope to see him alive. It was so scary when letters stopped coming from the front, which means that a person was missing or killed.
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Soldiers are writing
Soldier's letters...
Triangles yellowed from time to time with field mail stamps... What a salvation they were during the war, having flown news to this day, like greetings from a distant military time. Written to the whistle of bullets, they are extremely sincere and all the more dear to us. How much joy the long-awaited, triple-folded notebook sheet brought to families, in which sometimes there are only two words: “I am alive.” Unfortunately, it often happened the other way around.
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Letters from the front Letters from the front... It seems that even today they still smell of gunpowder and smoke. They are infinitely precious, these yellowed leaves, which we touch with such excitement and caution. Time itself determined their fate - to be a historical value.
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Even death receded, at least for a few days,
Where the soldiers' letters went their own way.
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Letters from the front, as historical documents, have a number of features.
1. A fighter sending a message home did not even think that, decades later, strangers would read and study his message. Therefore, he wrote simply, frankly, sometimes unpretentiously, conveying numerous greetings to relatives and friends. The soldier was interested in the smallest everyday details of the rear life, about which he yearned so much.
2. Many letters are very short and restrained. They were written in between battles, on the eve of the battle. Several lines of such a letter end with the phrase: "I'm leaving for battle."
3. Being at war, the soldier sought in his letter to reassure and cheer up his relatives. Therefore, the letters are full of optimism, hope for a return, faith in Victory.
4. Front-line soldiers wrote modestly about their exploits, as if they were taken for granted.
5. It is no secret that the letters were viewed by military censors. Lines containing important information, military data, were crossed out, painted over with black ink. The front triangle was stamped "Viewed by military censorship."
- How do you understand the word "censorship"?
(Censorship - a system of state supervision of the press and the media - from explanatory dictionary S.I. Ozhegov) Slide 10.
There was not a person at the front who would not miss his home. It is no coincidence that almost all letters begin with an appeal to relatives and friends: “dear mother”, “my relatives”, “my dear children”, “beloved Masha”, etc. As a rule, in the letters of the fighters there are short stories about the war. They sent poems, photographs, clippings from leaflets to relatives. Since the letters were written directly from the battlefield, “from the front line”, as the war went on, the front-line soldiers increasingly indicated the places where the battle was going on. Usually with just one line: “I am writing from Prussia”, “they defended the Oder”, “greetings from Belarus”.
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Audio recording of letters Listening to letters Slide
12. Letters to the front! The soldiers were eagerly awaiting them. Letters from a distant home warmed their hearts. In the lull between the battles, the front-line soldiers read and reread the lines written by a dear and close person, remembering their wives, children, loved ones ...
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Letters to the front. Listening
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Each triangle has its own story: happy or sad. It also happened that sometimes news from the front that a loved one was alive and well came after a terrible official envelope. But mothers and wives believed: the funeral came by mistake. And they waited - for years, decades.
IV. Reflection
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Many years have passed since then. But as before, sharp soldier's triangles, like fragments of shells, stir up the wounds of front-line soldiers, remind the young: without these letters, there would also be no victory.
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And today we will try to learn how to fold soldier's triangles the way soldiers folded during the war years. Such “triangles” were not glued, but folded in a special way. Before writing a letter, it was necessary to fold a triangle from a blank sheet. During the war, everyone knew how to do this, even small children, who sometimes, while playing, folded a “letter” from a piece of newspaper and “sent” a folder to the front.
“... I wrote everything that is necessary,
And I'll see - I'll tell you.
And now a letter from a soldier
I'll make a triangle.
The first corner is the most important,
I will turn this corner
So that with victory and glory
We have ended the war.
I will fold the edges of the second -
Here comes the corner
To return me healthy
On the paternal threshold.
Well, the third, well, the third
In your honor I will lay down soon,
To meet you as before
And call yours.
So fly with a hot hello
On the sacred porch
Triangular, no brand
Front letter!
First of all, the address was signed and the reverse side was outlined with a dotted line or a line along the edge. This back should be left blank for postal workers to mark, or to record that the hero has died and the letter is returned to the addressee. After that, the sheet unfolded, and a letter was written. The text on the sheet was placed in such a way that all empty spaces were filled, except for the address and reverse triangular surfaces of the sheet. During the war years, letters - triangles connected the front and rear. I believe that today letters will bind entire generations. Soldiers gave their lives for the happiness of other people, for you and me. You got triangles, write on them the words with which you wanted to address those who defended the Motherland, or maybe one of you will draw your congratulations. Let your words of sincere gratitude become a small part of the unrequited debt of the living to the fallen, grateful descendants to those who preserved their homeland and freedom for them.
V. Summary
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- Today you got acquainted with front-line letters. What do you think is the significance of letters from the war years?
- The war ended in May 1945. May 9 is considered a great holiday.
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moment of silence
Let's honor with a minute of silence those who will never be with us, who gave their lives for the sake of a peaceful sky. If we remember all the dead and dedicate a minute of silence to each of them, then the population of the entire Earth will be silent for THIRTY YEARS!
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Our class hour has come to an end. I want to end it with these words:
A darkened leaf is folded into a triangle,
It has a bitter summer, and alarms,
In it is the sadness of retreat in that desperate year.
The autumn wind is breaking and the team: forward!
I ask you: keep the soldiers' letters
They are both simple and sometimes sad,
They have so much hope and eternal meaning.
I ask you: keep the soldiers' letters,
The disturbing memory of human kindness!
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- Thank you for your work.