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Пятница, 21 Ноября 2008

Age 30, from the city of Reutov, Moscow District, Russia.

 A leading specialist in children protection services in the Perovo region of Moscow, Irina Viktorovna Bogdanova died tragically in her 31st year of life.

Irina Viktorovna completed the Moscow State Academy of Applied Biotechnology as a chemical technology engineer.  Since childhood, however, Irina dreamed of fighting against crime, and started her career with the Interior Ministry in the Perovo region.  For six years she worked as chief inspector of youth-related crimes, ending her service with a rank of captain of police.

In March of 2001, Irina Viktorovna arrived at the Perovo department children and youth protection.  Her colleagues at work remember her as a responsive, kind, and humble person, who put her soul into every job.

During her short time at the department, Irina Viktorovna managed to accomplish quite a lot, assisting relationships between children and their parents, and she participated in all the regional events.  Her relatives, friends, teachers, and work colleagues will remember her always.

Valentina Ivanovna Kuznetsova, biology teacher at School #1: “We all remember Ira – a well-raised girl, bright and with a argumentative nature.  She was a good organizer of her fellow students and came up with interesting ideas for debates.  She was elected chairman of the student council, and they were not mistaken in their choice – she took charge of all important matters and new undertakings.  Irochka was captain of the school basketball team, a silver medal winner in this sport for the Moscow region.  She was on the basketball team at Reutov.  Her warm, affable smile always won over whomever she was talking to, and this is how we’ll always remember her…  Let grateful memory shine upon her name.”

“I went to school with Ira for ten years,” recalls Natalya Zhukova.  “She was not just a good and diligent student, but a loyal friend.  Irina would come to your aid at a difficult time and help you find your way out any difficult situation.  We never argued, as girlfriends often do.  There was never a reason.  Irina was a girl with the kindest of hearts, and didn’t like conflicts.  She always had good relations with the teachers and her classmates.  She was warm and respectful towards her parents, and worried about their health and all their problems.  She shared their joys and sorrows, and always tried to help them.  One still hates to believe she is gone.”

Irina Nadezhda Chvanova, former trainer and presently director of the Child and Youth Sport School:  “Irina Bogdanova studied at our school from 1981 to 1989.  She was in the girls’ group that was born in 1972.  She was an amazingly active, capable, and responsible girl.  She managed everything: she studied well in school, and never missed her training at the Sport School.  There wasn’t anyone who didn’t love her.  Very sincere, she was always the heart of the group.  The whole basketball team, which she played on until graduation, revolved around her.  Perhaps Irina’s most remarkable quality was her sincerity and love of every living thing.  The girl was always trying to help others.  On holidays or birthdays the basketball team arranged tea parties.  Irina brought to the table tasty things that she’d baked herself.  Her team always had the highest ratings and was the silver prize winner for middle school girls in the Moscow district.”

Raisa Aleksandrovna, her mother: “Irina was my hope, and my joy.  She had a bright future, but then this tragedy.  Until the very end I trusted that my daughter was alive.  Even when I knew the truth.  I have lived all these years without her in suffering, in torment night and day.  Let grateful memory shine upon her name!”

 

A poem dedicated to Irina Bogdanova can be read here.


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