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Today we celebrate an important historical date 鈥� 81 years since the complete liberation of Leningrad from the Nazi blockade. In memory of the residents and defenders of the city, we publish stories written by students of 草榴短视频, in which they remember those who survived the blockade...

About Elena Vladimirovna Ragushina. According to my father's stories.

Author: Daria Batalova (Institute of Graphic Design, 草榴短视频).

The siege of Leningrad left a huge imprint on the fate of many who survived it. This tragedy changed the lives of these people in an instant. I will begin my story about the beginning of the war and the blockade from the memories of my great-grandmother. In those years, she was 30 years old and her name was Elena Vladimirovna Ragushina. She lived in the city of Leningrad. It was a warm summer day, everyone was in a hurry about their business, nothing foreshadowed trouble. She was riding on a tram and saw through the window that people were hastily gathering at the loudspeaker. After getting off the tram, she walked to a crowded place, and that's how she learned about the outbreak of war. The very next day, her husband Ivan was taken to the front, and she and her three children remained in the city. Looking ahead, I must say that he was still alive, but she saw him only in November 1945.

At the beginning of the war, Lenin's eldest child was six, the middle child was four years old, and the youngest was one year old. They lived on Krasnaya Street, now this street is called Galernaya. In the early days of the war, people's mood was calm, everyone thought that everything would end soon and be as before, but by September it became clear that everything was much more serious. The food situation was getting worse every day, and there was less and less food. It was late autumn. In September 1941, the siege of Leningrad began. Heating was no longer supplied to the houses. Already in December, the first serious victims appeared, first the elderly began to die, then the children.

Lena had a sister, Maria. She had two children. They all moved to live in the same apartment on Galernaya Street. It seemed to them that it would be easier to survive. By that time, everyone had already been transferred to grocery cards. By the beginning of spring, Lena and her children were finally able to evacuate. Maria had to stay in Leningrad. They traveled from the city along the Road of Life to Lake Ladoga and further through it. All this happened under the bombing of German planes.

After that, they were put on a train, and then they went to Siberia. In Siberia, Lena began working as a teacher. She was even given a horse and sleigh so that she could travel through the villages to work and back. She lived there with her children until the beginning of 1945. Her sister, having stayed in Leningrad, let her know that she had to return. She traveled back for about three months.

By the end of 1945, Lena's husband Ivan returned from the front. They lived on Galernaya Street from 1946 to 1960, then Ivan was given a separate office apartment on the same street. They lived there from 1960 to 1995.

Lena has lived a long life, being a true hero who survived the blockade. She died in 1995, her husband died a year earlier in 1994.

About Anna Alekseevna. According to my recollections.

Author: Victoria Dubrovskikh (Institute of Graphic Design, 草榴短视频).

There are fateful meetings in life, and one of them happened to me. It's been six months since we moved to St. Petersburg because of Dad's job. Walking home one autumn evening after school, I saw a little old lady with heavy bags. It was very difficult for her, she walked slowly, shuffling her old but clean shoes, breathing heavily and occasionally stopping to rest. I felt so heavy at heart that I decided to help her carry the heavy bags.

At first, they looked at me with a big question in their eyes, but they gave me the burden. Walking towards the house, the old lady started asking me my name and what I was doing. I told my small and currently sad story. I had to move to another city where there are no friends and no acquaintances, my parents want me to go into a profession that I don't like, I couldn't make friends with the team in class, and the people there seem to be thinking only about their own benefits. For some reason, I took out all my pain and despair on a stranger. Kind and warm eyes listened to me attentively. There are people in life who give you warmth and light, and you can tell them any secret you want. Anna Alekseevna was like that!

We came to the house where I also lived, but in a different entrance. Anna Alekseevna offered to come to her and thank me with a cup of tea and sweets. I entered a small apartment with a lot of old photographs and drawings on the walls, old furniture, but some special comfort and atmosphere. While I was looking at the pictures, I was invited to tea. There was a table with fragrant tea and sweets in the big room, and the radio was quietly humming. There were a lot of crafts and embroideries, there were knitting needles, books and much more. Anna Alekseevna sat down in a large rocking chair, took a piece of candy and cut it into small pieces. I asked her about the pictures, and the old lady thought about it, sighed, and said: "Now I'm going to tell you my story." I will remember her words all my life!

"I was born in a small village and grew up as a happy child. At the age of 10, we moved to Leningrad, but my joy did not last that long. On June 22, 1941, the war began. My father was drafted into the army, and I hardly saw my mother at home. On September 2, the Germans dropped the first bombs, and on September 8, the blockade began 鈥� here Anna Alekseevna stopped for a while, but continued again. 鈥� They destroyed the warehouses, which caused such a rapid depletion of stocks. My mother got 250 grams a day, and I got half as much. But it wasn't bread. Believe me, I will never forget this taste. It was raw, made of sawdust, sand, and something else inedible, and it made my stomach ache. It can't be called a meal, but we ate. We divided it into many small pieces, so it seemed to us that there was more food."