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Kurbatova, Christina |
Такие красивые, такие молодые,навсегда. Меня ещё не было,когда произошла эта трагедия. Помню,мама,рассказывала,её однокл... |
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author Катя |
Chernykh, Dmitry |
Черных Дмитрий Я познакомился с Дмитрием в 1980 году перед поступлением в институт в Туле. После поступления мы жили на квартирах по ра... |
15/12/22 14:18 more... |
author Соловьев Игорь |
Borisova, Elena |
Борисова Елена Мы с Леной жили в одном подьезде, учились в одной школе - 512. Она было старше меня на два года, но мы дружили. Ходили д... |
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author Елена |
Zakharov, Pavel |
Помню Павла Помню Павла, учились вместе на военной кафедре МИФИ. |
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author Михаил |
Deveen, Andre |
Я одноклассник Андрея. Хочу сказать, что это не так, что у Андрея не было друзей в школе. Я был его другом. И хотя наши ... |
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author Олег |
Rozgon, Svetlana |
Written by родители, подруга | |||||||||||||||
Вторник, 03 Июль 2007 | |||||||||||||||
Age — 20; Russia, Volokolamsk.
Here entire short life passes before my eyes. How our Sveta grew up a bright, happy, and sociable child. She always had a lot of friends and girlfriends around her, and yet she always wanted to achieve things on her own. She liked sketching and sculpting, but most of all she loved playing various acting roles. Her mother and I always said: “What an actress we have here!” When she finished high school she entered the Volokolamsk technical school of economics and law. She acted in the folk theater at the regional ‘House of Culture’, and played the lead in the drama ‘Hey anybody!’ Sveta had everything still ahead of her, and yet she always tried to take as much from life as she could, as if she felt she that would not succeed for very long… When Sveta graduated from technical school, she entered the institute in Moscow. She was what they called ‘a live wire’ – a girl always happy and full of life, though she never forgot about us and her little brother, Yuri. She worked and studied, hoping someday to make it on her own. She always said: “Papa, there’s a musical in Moscow where an airplane lands on the stage. I dream about going to this musical.” And so arrived October 23rd, 2002. I was at home with Yuri while Sveta’s mother was in the hospital. Yuri and I saw the news report about the theater being captured, and we immediately knew that our Sveta was there. We tried to call her, but no one would answer. In the morning we got through to Sveta’s friend Alexey, and he told us that Sveta and her girlfriend were in the theater. Sveta had asked Alexey not to tell us: even at such a time she was worrying about us. During the night of October SVETA, OUR LOVED ONE, OUR DEAR, we WILL REMEMBER and LOVE YOU FOREVER!!! Written by her father
Between two souls. And there are eyes, whose bright light Were with we for so long. The blessed warmth Heals the spirit From useless tears about, Whose gaze is already extinguished. - Emily Bronte In two days she would have been 21… Terrible nights and days – this is what fate gave her on the eve of her ‘American’ coming of age. Presents, prepared by her friends and loved ones, remain forever But how beautiful it all began! October 28th, Sveta was an unusual person. Her optimism in life could be envied, and was something to be studied. So that something would never happen in real life, she faced everything courageously. Sveta was the life of any party. Not everyone could talk to a stranger on public transport, but she could. Sveta did not just talk She got her unusually beautiful eyes from her mother… Eyes in which you could drown, as if in the ocean. At times you would look in her eyes and it seemed that your head would begin to spin. A blue abyss. Eyes that wanted to look into over and over again… Not everyone is given to love life as Sveta did. Sveta lived in the proper sense of the word. Each day she lived as if it were the last. She tried to succeed at EVERYTHING, but there was a long that she never managed… It is very hard to come to peace with the fact that life has taken such remarkable people from us. You look for familiar features in every passerby. It seems that some other day will dawn and once again her resounded laughter will issue forth. Sveta’s laughter… My dear girlfriend, you are alive in my heart and you will live there forever!!! Written by Galina Kobernyuk, her girlfriend. This is a poem dedicated to Svetlana Views: 10345 |
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