A childhood scorched by war. Children-heroes Lusya Gerasimenko biography in Belarusian

In one of the halls of the Museum of the Great Patriotic War, which is located in Minsk, her portrait hangs.
She did not derail enemy trains, did not blow up fuel tanks, did not shoot at the Nazis ...

She was still a little pioneer. Her name was Lucy Gerasimenko.
But everything she did brought closer the day of our victory over the fascist invaders.
About her, the glorious Belarusian pioneer, our story.

Falling asleep, Lucy reminded her father:
- Daddy, don't forget to wake me up early. Let's go on foot. I will pick flowers. Two bouquets - for you and mom.
- Good good. Sleep, - Nikolai Evstafievich straightened the sheet and, kissing his daughter, turned off the light.

Minsk did not sleep. Through the open window, the warm June wind brought music, laughter, the sound of passing trams.

Nikolai Evstafievich had to prepare documents on checking the work of the party organization of the plant. Myasnikov. On Monday, the bureau of the district committee. He grabbed the folder and went to the kitchen. My wife was in charge there: tomorrow the whole family was going to visit the country. June 22 - opening of the Minsk Lake.

Well, I have everything ready, - said Tatyana Danilovna. - Are you still going to work?
- I'll sit a little. Go, have a rest... - Nikolay Evstafievich has opened a folder.

The Gerasimenko family did not manage to visit the opening of the lake.

In the morning, when they had already left the house, a motorcyclist overtook them:
- Comrade Gerasimenko! Nikolai Evstafievich! You are urgently summoned to the district committee.
- Why? - Nikolai Evstafievich was surprised. - After all, today is Sunday?
I don't know the reason for the call. The motorcyclist pulled his goggles over his eyes. - Goodbye.
- Folder, what about the lake? There were tears in Lucy's eyes.
- I'll be back soon, daughter, and we'll still have time.

But Nikolai Evstafievich returned home only late at night. Lyusya and Tatyana Danilovna were in the yard, where almost all the tenants of their house had gathered. The people were talking quietly. Everyone was stunned, crushed by the terrible news: "Hitler's Germany attacked the USSR." And, although it was calm in Minsk so far, everyone knew: there, on the border, heavy battles were going on, there they were fighting, sons, husbands, brothers were dying, loved ones were dying there.

FROM special attention Both adults and children reacted to the old woman Praskovya Nikolaevna. Her son, whom everyone called Petya, was the commander of the Red Army and served in the Brest Fortress, and there, as they said on the radio, there were fierce battles. And, perhaps, right now, when they are talking peacefully, Pyotr Ivanovich is raising fighters to attack.

Lucy! - quietly called Nikolai Evstafyevich. - Tell your mother that I went home.

Soon the whole family, without lighting a fire, was having dinner in the kitchen. She ate in silence. Even Lucy, who loved to talk with her father about what worried her, quieted down, somehow one day she became serious and thoughtful beyond her years.

Here's what, mother, - Nikolai Evstafyevich said, getting up from the table, - prepare what you and Lucy need, and you need to evacuate.

Mom cried a little. Lucy asked:
- Now, mom, I probably won’t go to the camp?
- We will defeat the Nazis, daughter, then we will send you to the best camp.
- To Artek?
- Of course, in Artek. Help your mom here. Maybe tomorrow the car will give you a ride outside Minsk. I have to go. I will spend the night in the district committee.

Knocked the door. Nikolai Evstafievich could be heard going down the stairs. Soon everything was quiet.

Somewhere on the outskirts of Minsk, anti-aircraft guns rumbled, the dark sky was cut through by beams of searchlights.
Lyusya and her mother went down to the bomb shelter.

The next day, the radio repeated these words endlessly. And in the air over Minsk, our fighters fought with fascist aircraft. The fighting continued throughout the night and into the next day.

The Gerasimenko family was unable to evacuate.

The city was occupied by the Nazis.
The dark days of fascist captivity have come. They dragged on for a long time. The day seemed like a month, the month seemed like a year.

Minsk is unrecognisable. Many buildings were destroyed and burned down. Around are mountains of broken bricks, ruins, huge craters from bombs and shells.

The city died out, quieted down, but did not submit.
Fuel tanks are blown up.
The enemy trains are flying downhill.
Shots are fired from the ruins.
Prisoners of war are escaping from the camps.
Leaflets appear on poles, fences, walls of surviving houses...
Adults, old people and children rose to fight against the hated enemy.

Already at the very beginning of the occupation, an underground city committee of the party began to operate in Minsk. It was headed by Isai Pavlovich Kazinets - He will win, as the people called him.

One of the underground groups was led by Nikolai Evstafievich Gerasimenko.

... That year in September there were warm days. It had just rained a little and the dust had settled. The air became a little cleaner. Nikolai Evstafievich opened the window. There was a breath of freshness and smell from a recently extinguished conflagration. A Nazi patrol appeared on the street - soldiers with machine guns on their chests. Hands on triggers. Here they met an old woman. Surrounded. They climb into the basket, and one points the machine gun and shouts:
- Pook! Bunch!

The old woman crosses herself in fright, and the Germans, leaving, cackle.

The slightly lisping voice of an old woman reaches Nikolai Evstafievich:
- Herods! Murderers!

“It’s time,” Nikolai Evstafyevich thinks and calls Lucy:
- Daughter! Good time! Didn't forget anything?
- No, folder!
- Good. And you, mother, prepare tea. In which case - a holiday with us. We celebrate your angel's day.

Lucy goes out into the yard. He sits down on the steps and lays out his toys: dolls, roly-poly, multi-colored shreds. What does she care about the fact that boys appeared at the other end of the yard, and adults pass by. From the outside it may seem that, apart from these toys, nothing interests the girl.

But it's not. Lucy closely follows everything that happens around. She is not just playing, she is on duty.

Here an acquaintance of their family, Uncle Sasha, Alexander Nikiforovich Dementiev, appeared. He works at a factory with his father.
- On the machines repaired by us, the Nazis will not go further than the grave, - Uncle Sasha once said to Lyusya's mother, - we make salvage, Tatyana Danilovna.

But dad did not say if there should be Uncle Sasha.
How are you, Lucy? - asked Alexander Nikiforovich!
- Nothing, - the girl got up. - And at home ... - But before Lucy had time to say that there was no one in the apartment, Uncle Sasha interrupted:
- I need my mother, maybe she will buy flour.

It was the password.
-She is at home…

An unfamiliar aunt came up. Stopped.
- Girl, mom is not going to buy flour?
- Is going to. Go to twenty-three...

Then again aunt, uncle ...

“Eight - it seems that's all,” Lucy sighed with relief and began to undo her right pigtail.

The girl knew that her father was watching her from the window. And she tells him: there is no one, mind your own business. But if Lucy takes hold of the left pigtail, then there is danger: strangers, strangers in the yard - be careful!

But while there is no one, and she diligently braids her right pigtail.

And in the apartment of Gerasimenko there was a meeting of the underground movement. The communists decided how best to fight the fascists. Let the invaders know no rest day or night. Let them know that Minsk residents cannot be forced to their knees...

Voices were heard in the courtyard. Nikolai Evstafievich looked out the window: Lucy was not at the steps. She stood in the middle of the courtyard, surrounded by girls and boys, and held her right pigtail in her hands. She turned her head and their eyes met.

Nikolai Evstafievich nodded: well done, they say. The meeting continued, and Lucy and her girlfriends played classes.

That, comrades, is perhaps all. So, to arrange the production of leaflets - once, to prepare documents for prisoners of war - two, to supply them with weapons - three ... - But Nikolai Evstafievich had not had time to finish, when an innocent children's song was heard.
- Baba sowed peas: jump-jump, jump-jump.
- Wife! Quickly, everything that is on the table. - And noticing the surprised look of Alexander Nikiforovich Dementyev, he explained: - The Nazis appeared in the yard. Lucy gives a signal. You should not worry - we are celebrating, as they say now, the day of the angel Tatyana Danilovna ...

And so it was every time when underground meetings were held in Gerasimenko's apartment or leaflets were printed.
Every day it became more difficult to conduct underground work. The Nazis were raging: raids and arrests were incessantly carried out. It was difficult for an adult to walk through the city without being searched. And if you are carrying some kind of bundle or a bag in your hands - unfolded, they will dig everything.

Lucy has become indispensable assistant. She performed a variety of tasks for her father.

Either she took leaflets or medicines to an agreed place, then she passed reports, then she pasted leaflets on poles, fences, walls of houses. Everything is simple and complex at the same time. One careless step, only one, and - death. Do not expect mercy from the Nazis ... Lucy understood this very well. And not only understood - she saw with her own eyes.

Somehow before October holiday the girls in the yard whispered:

In the Central Square, the Germans hanged the partisans. One, they say, is still a boy.

And no one noticed how Lucy's face turned pale, and the fists clenched by themselves ...

In the evening, Lucy heard dad say to mom:

They hanged Olga Shcherbatsevich and her son Volodya. She treated the wounded prisoners of war, and then, together with her son, transported them to the partisans ... A traitor betrayed.

Lucy understood that this could happen to her, she understood, and nevertheless she went to carry out new tasks of the underground. So it was necessary, it was necessary to defeat the hated fascists. You just have to be careful. Her mother and father warn her about this endlessly. Lucy agrees, but silently adds: "And resourcefulness." How she leads the guards of the factory where her father and uncle Sasha work.

Previously, they themselves carried leaflets to the plant. Then the Nazis began to conduct an intensive search of everyone who went to the factory. It was dangerous to take risks.

What should we do? - Father said to Alexander Nikiforovich the next day, when he came for him. - What? After all, after the leaflets, people perked up! ..

But the adults didn't come up with anything. Invented by Lucy. Sometimes she brought lunch to her father's factory. Lunch is not so hot - porridge there or potatoes in a saucepan. Although the guards were used to Luce, they searched her quite thoroughly almost every time.

So it was this time. The policeman contemptuously spat out his cigarette butt and asked:
- What are you carrying?
“Dinner for my father, uncle,” Lucy replied calmly. - Look. - And she opened the basket: - There is porridge in a saucepan, but here are some breads. There is nothing more.

There really was nothing else in the basket.

The policeman fumbled in his pockets - except for two colored pieces of glass, he also found nothing.
- So go! he said rudely. - Hang out here all sorts.

Lucy sighed with relief and went to the workshop where her father worked.
The break has just begun. Nikolai Evstafievich was surprised: after all, today he took lunch with him.

What happened, Lucy? he asked excitedly.
- Nothing. She brought porridge, - and added quietly: - At the bottom of the pan ...

At the bottom of the pan, wrapped in cellophane paper, was a packet of leaflets. And no matter what the Nazis did later, leaflets regularly appeared at the plant.

And Alexander Nikiforovich at each meeting, as if in jest, said:

Tasty, daughter, porridge and hearty. Highly! Half a saucepan, and almost the entire plant is full. It also falls to others ... Indeed, you are our breadwinner.

Courage, resourcefulness more than once rescued Lucy. And not only her, but also those people to whom she handed over leaflets, documents, weapons.

One evening her father told her.

Tomorrow, daughter, you will take these documents and leaflets to Alexander Nikiforovich. He will be waiting for you on the bridge at 3 pm. He won't be able to visit us.

And here Lucy is walking along the embankment. Then it turns to Krasnoarmeyskaya street. So closer. You can already see the bridge. Now she will meet Alexander Nikiforovich and will pass everything on. And here he goes. Lyusya quickens her pace, but then she notices: a fascist patrol is walking behind Alexander Nikiforovich at fifty paces.

What to do? Now they will meet. She will not be able to convey - this is clear. The Nazis will notice and immediately arrest. And not to transfer - it is impossible. After all, people need these documents. What to do? What? My heart is beating wildly, plans are ripening in my head one after another. But they are not real at all... Yeah... Lucy puts the basket on the ground: her pigtail is unraveled. Left. You have to braid her. It's not good when a girl is sloppy.

Alexander Nikiforovich understood: danger. You can't stop. Passes by her and at the same time hears a whisper:
- At the Factory, the third tree ... the third tree.

“Factory, the third tree,” Alexander Nikiforovich repeated mentally and walked on.

Then, on Factory Street, he without any difficulty finds a third tree - a low curly lime tree, and under it documents and leaflets buried in the ground.

On the same day, as it was decided by the underground committee, the captured Red Army soldiers, having received the documents, freely left Minsk and went to the partisan detachment.

So it went day after day, week after week, month after month, until the provocateur betrayed the Gerasimenko family. It happened on December 26, 1942...

For the third day already, Grigory Smolyar, secretary of the underground district party committee operating in the ghetto area, was escaping the chase. In the apartment where he lived, the Nazis ambushed, but the old neighbor managed to warn him. I had to return. But where to go? There is also a safe house - in the Chervensky market area, but soon 9 o'clock is a police hour. Don't have time! There was only one thing left - to climb into the basement of some ruined house and pass the time there until morning. Not the first time. True, it’s cold, it’s December outside, but what can you do.

The second night also had to while away in the basement. In the safe house he was counting on, he was in danger. This was indicated by a prearranged signal - there were no flowers on the windowsill.

Something needs to be done, something needs to be done.

There was another address - Nemiga street, house 25, apartment 23. Ask: "Does Lucy live here?" But he was warned: this address is for the most extreme case, when there is no way out. Smolyar had no other choice.

The door was opened by a short girl with pigtails,
- Who do you want? she asked.
Does Lucy live here?
- Yes, it's me, come in, - Lucy smiled. - Only now there is no one. - Mom went to the city, and dad is at work.
- Nothing ... I'll rest a little, but I would like to shave, - and Grigory pointed to his beard.

Lucy quickly warmed up the water and prepared a razor. For three days, Grigory Smolyar was thoroughly overgrown. Soon Nikolai Evstafievich returned.

Ah, Comrade Modest! Hello! Then they had supper, and Lucy walked in the yard. But she was not just walking around: it was necessary to find out if any of the neighbors had aroused suspicion in the arrival of Comrade Modest. People, familiar and unfamiliar, passed by Lucy, and no one asked anything. So it's all right. It's been quite some time - you can return home.

Grigory Smolyar had to live for several days at Gerasimenko's apartment. During this time, he wrote several leaflets, which were immediately typed on a typewriter and, with the help of Lucy, sent to their destination - to the ghetto. Prepared two materials for the underground newspaper Zvezda. Lucy was also able to send them to the address.

Thanks to Luce, he was also able to contact members of the underground district committee.

On the fourth day of Grigory Smolyar's stay at Gerasimenko's apartment, a joyful Lucy entered the room in the evening.
- Here, - she held out the package. - Dad handed it over. Tomorrow at the sentinel market you will meet with one person ...

Grigory opened the package - there were German documents in his name. Looking at her, short, blond, with large blue eyes, he admired: how much endurance, courage and energy this eleven-year-old girl has.

He wanted to hug her and say: “You don’t know, Lucy, what a heroine you are!” But he restrained himself and said simply:
- Thank you, Lucy!

... At night there was a terrible knock on the door. Grigory jumped out of bed, snatched a pistol from under the pillow.
- Pass this to Nikolai or his comrades. There are documents, leaflets ... Leave through the window, - Tatyana Danilovna said in a whisper.
- And you?..
- Go away, uncle! Lucy's voice was heard. - They'll be breaking in soon!

... After some time, pushing with the butts of machine guns, the Nazis took Tatyana Danilovna and Lyusya out into the yard. The girl was almost naked. Holding her close, her mother wrapped her handkerchief carefully around her.

Behind them one Hitlerite carried typewriter, the other - a radio, and the third, in civilian clothes, finely trembling with his feet, ran up to a long, bespectacled officer, said something, and then handed it to him ... In the light of a flashlight, Lucy saw a tie. Her pioneer tie, the very one that counselor Nina Antonovna tied for her.

Lucy rushed to the officer:
- Give it back, bastard!

But she didn’t have time ... With a blow of his boot, the fascist knocked Lucy down.
- Partisan! the German shouted and ordered something in German.
Mother and daughter pushed into the car ...

Grigory Smolyar saw all this, he saw it and could not do anything. One against two dozen Nazis is also a warrior, but only if in his hands is not a pistol, in which there are seven cartridges, but a machine gun ...

Tatyana Danilovna and Lyusya were thrown into the 88th cell, where there were already more than 50 women.

These were the wives, relatives and friends of the Minsk underground.

The women moved to make room in the corner. - Sit down, - said a short black-haired woman, - there is no truth in the legs.

To keep warm, Lucy snuggled up to her mother.
- Why you? one of the neighbors asked.
“We entered the city without a pass,” Lucy answered.

Mom smiled slightly - the daughter remembered well her father's order: the less they know in prison what you are sitting for, the better. The Gestapo can also send a provocateur.

A few days later, Tatyana Danilovna was summoned for interrogation. Lucy tried to rush after her mother, but the escort roughly pushed her away. The girl fell to the cement floor. A woman approached her, whom everyone respectfully called Nadezhda Timofeevna Tsvetkova. She was the wife of the underground communist Pyotr Mikhailovich Tsvetkov.

Calm down, daughter, - Nadezhda Timofeevna said quietly, - calm down. No need…

These were Lucy's first and last tears in prison. She never cried again.

Two hours passed. They seemed like an eternity to Luce. Finally, the door opened - Tatyana Danilovna was brought in. She leaned against the wall. The clothes were torn - bloody marks of beatings are visible on the body.

Lucy rushed to her mother and helped her sit up. Nobody asked about anything. The women silently made room on the bunk.

Soon the door opened again:
- Lyudmila Gerasimenko, for interrogation! At first, Lucy did not understand that they were calling her.
- Lucy, you! - prompted Nadezhda Timofeevna.
- Oh my God! If only she could stand it, Tatyana Danilovna whispered.

She was led along a dark long corridor and pushed through a door. The rays of the bright winter sun hurt my eyes.
“Come closer, girl,” a very gentle voice was heard. - Don't worry.

At the window stood a short man in civilian clothes. He carefully looked at Lucy, as if studying her.
- Why are you so rude. Sit down here, - the man pointed to a chair. - Here's some candy. Take it. And he pushed a beautiful box towards her.

The girl looked at the candy, then at the man.

How much hatred was in her eyes. The man somehow cringed, sat down at the table and asked:
- Tell me, who gave you the typewriter?
- We bought it before the war.
- Where is the radio from?
- He's broken. Only a box...
- And who came to you? - Many.

The man revived.
- Give me names, surnames. And tell me what they did for you.
- Alik, Katya, Anya ... we played with dolls. Alika's surname is Shurpo, and Katya ...
- I'm not asking about them! the man yelled. "Which adult?" Call the adults!
- Adults?.. The adults didn't come.
- You're lying!

The man jumped out from behind the table and started punching her in the face.
- Answer! Answer! Answer!

But she was silent. She was also silent when the Gestapo, beating her with a whip, tore out her hair, trampled underfoot.

... She entered the cell, barely moving her legs, but with her head held high, and smiling slightly. Everyone saw that this smile was not easy for her.

Tatyana Danilovna and Lyusya were summoned for interrogation almost every day and almost every time they were terribly beaten. And after one interrogation, Lusya was brought into the cell almost unconscious. They took it in and threw it on the floor. The women carefully laid her on the bunk. Everything inside was on fire. I was very thirsty. I really wanted to eat. At least a small piece of bread. Very small. The arrested were hardly fed - a day they gave ten spoons of some kind of gruel ...

And I really wanted to sleep. The cell of the arrested is packed to the brim. They spent the nights half-sitting, leaning against one another.

Only the weak and sick lay on the bunk.

From here, dear ones, we all have one road - to the gallows, - as if through a dream, Lucy heard someone's hot whisper. - One ...

No, there was another - you need to tell the Nazis about what you know. You will live, eat, sleep, admire the blue sky, sunbathe in the sun, pick flowers. And how Lucy loved to collect them! In early spring, in the forest clearings, snowdrops look at you with blue eyes, and closer to summer, the whole meadow is dotted with bluebells ...

I don’t want flowers, the girl’s chapped lips whisper. - I do not want! Don't need them. Let dad and his friends be free. And if they are there, fascist trains will take off into the air, shots will be heard at night. Minsk will live and fight.
“Probably delusional,” someone leans over Lucy and strokes her hair, which has been parched with blood.

Lusya wants to raise her head and shout that she is not delirious, but for some reason her head is very heavy, and her body burns terribly.

Once, when Lyusya was being taken for another interrogation, the arrested men were being driven down the corridor. Among them, the girl hardly recognized Alexander Nikiforovich Dementyev. Coming up with him, Lucy whispered:
- When you see dad, tell me that mom and I didn’t say anything ...

A few days after the meeting with Alexander Nikiforovich, Luce and Tatyana Danilovna were ordered to pack their things. They were taken to the prison yard. shone brightly Winter sun. It was very cold. But neither Lucy nor mother noticed the cold. They were led to a black covered car - the "crow", as it was called. So they're going to be shot.

Herods! Have pity on the child! shouted Tatyana Danilovna. Other detainees also became agitated.
- Schnel! Shnel! - the Nazis yelled, driving people into the car with rifle butts.

The girl grabbed the handrails, slowly climbed the iron ladder and stepped into the car ...
This is how Lucy Gerasimenko died.

, cool guide

Equipment:

Music - Shostakovich "Symphony No. 7" (Leningradskaya)
Portraits of pioneers - heroes
carnations
Hero books.

During the classes

During the Great Patriotic War, when the homeland was seized by enemies, they began to establish their own rules, dictate how to live, kill, rob, burn their homes, take them captive to a foreign land, all as one stood up to defend their country.
There were a lot of children among those who defended the Motherland.
We want to remind you of their names:

Lenya Golikov
- Marat Kazei
- Vitya Korobkov
- Valya Kotik
- Zina Portnova
- Tolya Shumov
- Borya Tsarikov
- Lucy Gerasimenko
- Volodya Shcherbatsevich
- Vasya Korobko
- Shura Kober
- Victor Khomenko
- Vasya Shishkovsky
- Volodya Dubinin and many many others.

Lucy Gerasimenko

She did not derail enemy fuel tanks, did not shoot at the Nazis. She was still small. Her name was Lucy Gerasimenko. But everything she did brought closer the day of our victory over the fascist invaders ..
Lucy became an indispensable assistant to the underground. She carried out various assignments: either she took leaflets or medicines to a conditional place, then she handed over reports, then she pasted leaflets on fence posts, walls of houses. Everything is simple and complex at the same time. One careless step and death. Do not expect mercy from the Nazis ...
Once in October, they whispered: in the central square, the Germans hanged partisans. One is just a boy. It was Vodya Shcherbatsevich. He was hanged along with his mother, she treated prisoners of war, and then, together with her son, transported them to the partisans.
Issued by a traitor.
Lucy was cautious, resourceful, courageous. So it went day after day ... until the provocateur betrayed their family to the Germans. It happened on December 26, 1942. An eleven-year-old girl was shot by the Nazis.

Volodya Shcherbatsevich

Julia mentioned the name of Volodya Shcherbatsevich.
I want to tell you a little about his life.
He lived in Minsk. His father died in the Finnish war. Mom was a doctor.
When the Nazis came, they nursed the wounded soldiers and transported them to the partisans. Several times Volodya was wounded. His friends helped him.
Once, using forged documents, they took a whole truck with prisoners of war to the partisans. The release of prisoners of war was the main task for everyone.
In September, round-ups suddenly began, and many more wounded, who had escaped from captivity, were hiding in the houses of the Minchi ...
They were betrayed by his own, he was a traitor. Volodya was arrested by the police.
... Interrogations, torture. The whole body hurts, shivering, there is no strength to rise from the cold stone floor. But he did not tell the Nazis anything.
On October 26, 1941, the Nazis hanged Volodya and his mother. But not for one day the Nazis did not feel like masters in Minsk. Explosions thundered, shots - then heroes - underground workers fought with the invaders.
Everything that became known about the young patriot Volodya Shcherbatsevich is the result of a long and persistent work of the search group "Podvig" from school No. 30 in Minsk.

Vitya Khomenko and Shura Kober

Ukraine. Nikolaev is a port city.

The Nazis posted orders:

For appearing on the street after 10 pm - execution.
- for possession of weapons - execution.
- for sheltering prisoners of war - execution.
- for helping the partisans - Execution.
- for possession of a radio receiver - execution.

Once he met his teacher, she brought him to the head of the underground organization "Nikolaev Center". There he met Shura Kober, they became friends. They were assigned to be connected.

Vitya has a father- participant civil war- died of old wounds in 1927, when he was 1 year old. Mother raised children alone

Meticulous, smart, he knew German well. Vitya brought a lot of valuable information. Which were blurted out by German officers.
Once the connection with Moscow was cut off, the underground radio sensor deteriorated. Friends were sent to the front line with secret reports. The road there, not one hundred kilometers. We've arrived. They were airlifted to Moscow.
We returned back with a radio operator. There in the center, at the headquarters of the partisan movement, they learned to read a map. Shoot at the target, jump with a parachute.
Once a traitor, provocateurs, made his way to their underground organization. On a cold November night in 1942, Shura was arrested.
On December 5, 1942, 8 adults and 2 children were hanged in the market square of the city.
5 schools bear the name of Vitya, 12 of Shura. They were posthumously awarded the Order of the Patriotic War of the 1st degree. There is a monument in the square - bright and simple. It was built with funds raised by schoolchildren from all over Ukraine.

I will tell you about Tolya Shumov.

He lived in the Moscow region, in the village of Ostashevo. Every morning, together with his friends Vitya Vishnyakov, Volodya Kolyadov, Yura Sukhnev, Tolya went to build a military road.
He signed up with friends in a volunteer fighter battalion. The guys learned to shoot from a rifle, a machine gun, throw grenades, disguise themselves, and walk with a compass. The front was getting closer and closer to Moscow, there were heavy battles, not far from the village there was a battle. The guys “took an oath to each other: “We will defend our Motherland from the Nazis to the last drop of blood. If one of us falls into the hands of enemies, even death will not force us to betray each other and our comrades. Our cause is right. The doctor will be broken. Victory will be ours". The fighter battalion defended the left bank of the Ruza River. The battle went on for two days. Later they are recruited by scouts.
Tolya Shumov, with a group of partisans, mines roads, blows up ammunition depots, disables telephone communications.
On November 30, 1941, policeman Kirillin and a whole detachment of Gestapo men caught a scout on the way from the village. You can't get far in the snow. The forest is far away. The SS men tortured him for a long time, I demand to know where the partisan detachment is located, turnout. In the detachment, anxiety; Will the boy survive? If at least one turnout fails or arrests begin, it means that he could not stand it. Not a single fascist approached the detachment, not a single turnout failed, did not betray the partisans, survived!
For courage and courage in the fight against the Nazis, scout Tolya Shumov was posthumously awarded the Order of Lenin. One of the ships of the Navy was named after Toli Shumov.
The list of heroes can go on and on. We told you about a few guys. They were our peers. Some are older, some of the same age. Their life, their feat, their human qualities will always be an example for us.
The guys put carnations to the portraits of heroes

She did not derail enemy trains, did not blow up fuel tanks, did not shoot at the Nazis ...

She was still small, a pioneer. Her name was Lucy Gerasimenko.

But everything she did brought closer the day of our victory over the fascist invaders.

About her, the glorious Belarusian pioneer, our story.

* * *

Falling asleep, Lucy reminded her father:

Folder, don't forget: Wake me up early. Let's go on foot. I will pick flowers. Two bouquets - for you and mom.

Good good. Sleep, - Nikolai Evstafievich straightened the sheet and, kissing his daughter, turned off the light.

Minsk did not sleep. Through the open window, the warm June wind brought music, laughter, the sound of passing trams.

Nikolai Evstafievich had to prepare documents on checking the work of the party organization of the plant. Myasnikov. On Monday, the bureau of the district committee. He grabbed the folder and went to the kitchen. My wife was in charge there: tomorrow the whole family was going to visit the country. June 22 - opening of the Minsk Lake.

Well, I have everything ready, - said Tatyana Danilovna. - Are you still going to work?

I'll sit a little. Go rest… - Nikolai Evstafievich opened the folder.

The Gerasimenko family did not manage to visit the opening of the lake.

In the morning, when they had already left the house, a motorcyclist overtook them:

Comrade Gerasimenko! Nikolai Evstafievich! You are urgently summoned to the district committee.

Why? - Nikolai Evstafievich was surprised. - It's Sunday, isn't it?

I don't know the reason for the call. The motorcyclist pulled his goggles over his eyes. - Goodbye.

Folder, what about the lake? There were tears in Lucy's eyes.

I'll be back soon, my daughter, and we'll still have time.

But Nikolai Evstafievich returned home only late at night. Lyusya and Tatyana Danilovna were in the yard, where almost all the tenants of their house had gathered. The people were talking quietly. Everyone was stunned, crushed by the terrible news: "Hitler's Germany attacked the USSR." And, although it was calm in Minsk so far, everyone knew: there, on the border, heavy fighting was going on, there were fighting, sons, husbands, brothers were dying, loved ones were dying there.

Both adults and children paid special attention to the old woman Praskovya Nikolaevna. Her son, whom everyone called Petya, was the commander of the Red Army and served in the Brest Fortress, and there, as they said on the radio, there were fierce battles. And, perhaps, right now, when they are talking peacefully, Pyotr Ivanovich is raising fighters to attack.

Lucy! - quietly called Nikolai Evstafyevich. - Tell your mom I'm going home.

Soon the whole family, without lighting a fire, was having dinner in the kitchen. She ate in silence. Even Lucy, who loved to talk with her father about what worried her, quieted down, somehow in one day she became serious and thoughtful beyond her years.

Here's what, mother, - Nikolai Evstafyevich said, getting up from the table, - prepare what you and Lucy need, and you need to evacuate.

Mom cried a little. Lucy asked:

Now, mother, I probably won’t go to the camp?

We will defeat the Nazis, daughter, then we will send you to the best camp.

To Artek?

Of course, in Artek. Help your mom here. Maybe tomorrow the car will give you a ride outside Minsk. I have to go. I will spend the night in the district committee.

Knocked the door. Nikolai Evstafievich could be heard going down the stairs. Soon everything was quiet.

Citizens, air raid alert! Air Alert!

Somewhere on the outskirts of Minsk, anti-aircraft guns rumbled, the dark sky was cut through by beams of searchlights.

Lyusya and her mother went down to the bomb shelter.

The next day, the radio repeated these words endlessly. And in the air over Minsk, our fighters fought with fascist aircraft. The fighting continued throughout the night and into the next day.

The Gerasimenko family was unable to evacuate.

The city was occupied by the Nazis.

The dark days of fascist captivity have come. They dragged on for a long time. The day seemed like a month, the month seemed like a year.

* * *

Minsk is unrecognisable. Many buildings were destroyed and burned down. Around are mountains of broken bricks, ruins, huge craters from bombs and shells.

The city died out, quieted down, but did not submit.

Fuel tanks are blown up.

The enemy trains are flying downhill.

Shots are fired from the ruins.

Prisoners of war are escaping from the camps.

Leaflets appear on poles, fences, walls of surviving houses...

Adults, old people and children rose to fight against the hated enemy.

Already at the very beginning of the occupation, an underground city committee of the party began to operate in Minsk. It was headed by Isai Pavlovich Kazinets - He will win, as the people called him.

One of the underground groups was led by Nikolai Evstafievich Gerasimenko.

* * *

... That year in September there were warm days. It had just rained a little and the dust was nailed down. The air became a little cleaner. Nikolai Evstafievich opened the window. There was a breath of freshness and smell from a recently extinguished conflagration. A Nazi patrol appeared on the street - soldiers with machine guns on their chests. Hands on triggers. Here they met an old woman. Surrounded. They climb into the basket, and one points the machine gun and shouts:

Bunch! Bunch!

The old woman crosses herself in fright, and the Germans, leaving, cackle.

The slightly lisping voice of an old woman reaches Nikolai Evstafievich:

Herods! Murderers!

“It’s time,” Nikolai Evstafyevich thinks and calls Lucy:

Daughter! Good time! Didn't forget anything?

No folder!

Good. And you, mother, prepare tea. In which case - a holiday with us. We celebrate your angel's day.

Lucy goes out into the yard. He sits down on the steps and lays out his toys: dolls, roly-poly, multi-colored shreds. What does she care about the fact that boys appeared at the other end of the yard, and adults pass by. From the outside it may seem that, apart from these toys, nothing interests the girl.

But it's not. Lucy closely follows everything that happens around. She is not just playing, she is on duty.

Here an acquaintance of their family, Uncle Sasha, Alexander Nikiforovich Dementiev, appeared. He works at a factory with his father.

On our repaired machines

List of pioneers - heroes of the Great Patriotic War

Yuta Bondarovskaya

Wherever the blue-eyed girl Yuta went, her red tie was invariably with her ...

In the summer of 1941, she came from Leningrad for a vacation to a village near Pskov. Here overtook Utah formidable news: war! Here she saw the enemy. Utah began to help the partisans. First she was a messenger, then a scout. Disguised as a beggar boy, she collected information from the villages: where the headquarters of the Nazis were, how they were guarded, how many machine guns.

Returning from the task, she immediately tied a red tie. And as if strength was added! Utah supported the tired fighters with a sonorous pioneer song, a story about her native Leningrad ...

And how happy everyone was, how the partisans congratulated Yuta when a message came to the detachment: the blockade had been broken! Leningrad survived, Leningrad won! On that day and blue eyes Yuta and her red tie shone like never before.

But the land was still groaning under the enemy yoke, and the detachment, together with units of the Red Army, left to help the partisans of Estonia. In one of the battles - near the Estonian farm Rostov - Yuta Bondarovskaya, a little heroine big war, a pioneer who did not part with her red tie, died a heroic death. The Motherland awarded her heroic daughter posthumously with the medal "Partisan of the Patriotic War" 1st class, the Order of the Patriotic War 1st class.

Valya Kotik

He was born on February 11, 1930 in the village of Khmelevka, Shepetovsky district, Khmelnitsky region. He studied at school number 4 in the city of Shepetovka, was a recognized leader of the pioneers, his peers.

When the Nazis broke into Shepetovka, Valya Kotik and his friends decided to fight the enemy. The guys collected weapons at the battlefield, which the partisans then transported to the detachment in a wagon of hay.

Having looked closely at the boy, the communists entrusted Valya to be a liaison and intelligence officer in their underground organization. He learned the location of enemy posts, the order of the changing of the guard.

The Nazis planned a punitive operation against the partisans, and Valya, having tracked down the Nazi officer who led the punishers, killed him ...

When arrests began in the city, Valya, along with his mother and brother Viktor, went to the partisans. The pioneer, who had just turned fourteen years old, fought shoulder to shoulder with adults, liberating his native land. On his account - six enemy echelons blown up on the way to the front. Valya Kotik was awarded the Order of the Patriotic War, 1st class, and the medal "Partisan of the Patriotic War," 2nd class.

Valya Kotik died as a hero, and the Motherland posthumously honored him with the title of Hero of the Soviet Union. In front of the school where this brave pioneer studied, a monument was erected to him. And today the pioneers salute the hero.

Marat Kazei

The war fell on the Belarusian land. The Nazis broke into the village where Marat lived with his mother, Anna Aleksandrovna Kazya. In the fall, Marat no longer had to go to school in the fifth grade. The Nazis turned the school building into their barracks. The enemy was furious.

Anna Alexandrovna Kazei was captured for her connection with the partisans, and soon Marat found out that his mother had been hanged in Minsk. The boy's heart was filled with anger and hatred for the enemy. Together with his sister, a Komsomol member Ada, pioneer Marat Kazei went to the partisans in the Stankovsky forest. He became a scout at the headquarters of the partisan brigade. Penetrated into enemy garrisons and delivered valuable information to the command. Using this information, the partisans developed a daring operation and defeated the fascist garrison in the city of Dzerzhinsk ...

Marat took part in the battles and invariably showed courage, fearlessness, together with experienced demolition men, he mined the railway.

Marat died in battle. He fought to the last bullet, and when he had only one grenade left, he let the enemies get closer and blew them up ... and himself.

For courage and bravery pioneer Marat Kazei was awarded the title of Hero of the Soviet Union. A monument to the young hero was erected in the city of Minsk.

Zina Portnova

The war found the Leningrad pioneer Zina Portnova in the village of Zuya, where she came for the holidays - this is not far from the Obol station in the Vitebsk region. In Obol, an underground Komsomol youth organization "Young Avengers" was created, and Zina was elected a member of its committee. She participated in daring operations against the enemy, in sabotage, distributed leaflets, and conducted reconnaissance on the instructions of the partisan detachment.

It was December 1943. Zina was returning from a mission. In the village of Mostishche, a traitor betrayed her. The Nazis seized the young partisan and tortured her. The answer to the enemy was Zina's silence, her contempt and hatred, her determination to fight to the end. During one of the interrogations, choosing the moment, Zina grabbed a pistol from the table and fired at the Gestapo at point-blank range.

The officer who ran into the shot was also killed on the spot. Zina tried to escape, but the Nazis overtook her...

The brave young pioneer was brutally tortured, but until the last minute she remained steadfast, courageous, unbending. And the Motherland posthumously noted her feat with her highest title - the title of Hero of the Soviet Union.

Galya Komleva

When the war began, and the Nazis were approaching Leningrad, for underground work in the village of Tarnovichi - in the south of the Leningrad region - Anna Petrovna Semenova, a school counselor, was left. To communicate with the partisans, she picked up her most reliable pioneers, and the first among them was Galina Komleva. Cheerful, brave, inquisitive girl for her six school years was awarded six times with books with the signature: "For excellent study"

The young messenger brought assignments from the partisans to her leader, and she forwarded her reports to the detachment along with bread, potatoes, products, which were obtained with great difficulty. Once, when a messenger from the partisan detachment did not arrive at the meeting point on time, Galya, half-frozen, herself made her way to the detachment, handed over a report and, having warmed up a little, hurried back, carrying a new task to the underground.

Together with Komsomol member Tasya Yakovleva, Galya wrote leaflets and scattered them around the village at night. The Nazis tracked down and captured the young underground workers. They were kept in the Gestapo for two months. After being severely beaten, they threw him into a cell, and in the morning they took him out again for interrogation. Galya did not say anything to the enemy, she did not betray anyone. The young patriot was shot.

The Motherland marked the feat of Gali Komleva with the Order of the Patriotic War of the 1st degree

Kostya Kravchuk

On June 11, 1944, units leaving for the front lined up on the central square of Kyiv. And before this battle formation, they read the Decree of the Presidium of the Supreme Soviet of the USSR on awarding the pioneer Kostya Kravchuk with the Order of the Red Banner for saving and preserving two combat banners of rifle regiments during the occupation of the city of Kyiv ...

Retreating from Kyiv, two wounded soldiers entrusted banners to Kostya. And Kostya promised to keep them.

At first I buried it in the garden under a pear tree: it was thought that ours would soon return. But the war dragged on, and, having dug up the banners, Kostya kept them in a barn until he remembered an old, abandoned well outside the city, near the Dnieper. Wrapping his priceless treasure in sacking, covering it with straw, at dawn he got out of the house and with a canvas bag over his shoulder led a cow to a distant forest. And there, looking around, he hid the bundle in the well, covered it with branches, dry grass, turf ...

And throughout the long occupation, not a pioneer of his difficult guard at the banner, although he fell into a round-up, and even fled from the train in which the people of Kiev were driven to Germany.

When Kyiv was liberated, Kostya, in a white shirt with a red tie, came to the military commandant of the city and unfurled the banners in front of the seen and yet amazed fighters.

On June 11, 1944, the newly formed units leaving for the front were given replacements rescued by Kostya.

Lara Mikheenko

For the operation of reconnaissance and explosion of the railway. bridge over the Drissa River, a Leningrad schoolgirl Larisa Mikheenko was presented with a government award. But the Motherland did not have time to present the award to her brave daughter ...

The war cut the girl off hometown: in the summer she went on vacation to the Pustoshkinsky district, but failed to return - the village was occupied by the Nazis. The pioneer dreamed of breaking out of Hitler's slavery, making her way to her own. And one night with two older friends left the village.

At the headquarters of the 6th Kalinin brigade, the commander, Major P. V. Ryndin, at first turned out to accept "so small": well, what kind of partisans are they! But how much even its very young citizens can do for the Motherland! The girls were able to do what they couldn't strong men. Dressed in rags, Lara walked around the villages, finding out where and how the guns were located, sentries were placed, what German cars were moving along the highway, what kind of trains and with what cargo they came to the Pustoshka station.

She also participated in military operations ...

The young partisan, betrayed by a traitor in the village of Ignatovo, was shot by the Nazis. In the Decree on awarding Larisa Mikheenko with the Order of the Patriotic War of the 1st degree, there is a bitter word: "Posthumously."

During the Great Patriotic War, when the homeland was seized by enemies, they began to establish their own rules, dictate how to live, kill, rob, burn their homes, take them captive to a foreign land, all as one stood up to defend their country.

There were a lot of children among those who defended the Motherland.

Here are their names:

Lenya Golikov , Kostya Kravchuk , Valya Kotik , Nadya Bogdanova , Viktor Khomenko , Nina Kukoverova , Vasily Korobko
Alexander Borodulin, Volodya Dubinin , Yuta Bondarovskaya, Galya Komleva , Sasha Kovalev , Marat Kazei
Zina Portnova, Lucy Gerasimenko, Lara Mikheenko
and many others.

Lenya Golikov

He grew up as an ordinary village boy. When the German invaders occupied his native village of Lukino, in the Leningrad region, Lenya collected several rifles on the battlefield, got two bags of grenades from the Nazis to hand them over to the partisans. And he himself remained in the partisan detachment. Fought on an equal footing with adults. On August 15, 1942, a young partisan blew up a German car carrying an important Nazi general. The briefcase contained military documents. They were urgently sent to Moscow. After some time, a radiogram came from Moscow, it said that it was necessary to present to the the highest award all those who captured such important documents. In Moscow, of course, they did not know that they were captured by one Lenya Golikov, who was only fourteen years old. So the pioneer Lenya Golikov became a hero of the Soviet Union.

Kostya Kravchuk

On June 11, 1944, units leaving for the front lined up on the central square of Kyiv. And before this battle formation, they read the Decree of the Presidium of the Supreme Soviet of the USSR on awarding the pioneer Kostya Kravchuk with the Order of the Red Banner for saving and preserving two combat banners of rifle regiments during the occupation of the city of Kyiv ... Retreating from Kyiv, two wounded soldiers entrusted Kostya with banners. And Kostya promised to keep them. At first I buried it in the garden under a pear tree: it was thought that ours would soon return. But the war dragged on, and, having dug up the banners, Kostya kept them in a barn until he remembered an old, abandoned well outside the city, near the Dnieper. Wrapping his priceless treasure in sacking, covering it with straw, at dawn he got out of the house and with a canvas bag over his shoulder led a cow to a distant forest. And there, looking around, he hid the bundle in the well, covered it with branches, dry grass, turf ... And throughout the long occupation, the pioneer carried his hard guard at the banner, although he fell into a round-up, and even fled from the train in which the people of Kiev were driven to Germany . When Kyiv was liberated, Kostya, in a white shirt with a red tie, came to the military commandant of the city and unfurled the banners in front of the seen and yet amazed fighters. On June 11, 1944, the newly formed units that went to the front were handed the banners saved by Kostya.

Valya Kotik

Nadia Bogdanova

She was executed twice by the Nazis, and fighting friends for many years considered Nadya dead. She even erected a monument. It's hard to believe, but when she became a scout in the partisan detachment of `Uncle Vanya` Dyachkov, she was not yet ten years old. Small, thin, she, pretending to be a beggar, wandered among the Nazis. Everything, noticing, everything, remembering, brought the most valuable information to the detachment. And then, together with partisan fighters, she blew up the fascist headquarters, derailed a train with military equipment, and mined objects.
The first time she was captured when, together with Vanya Zvontsov, she hung out a red flag on November 7, 1941 in Vitebsk, occupied by the enemy. They were seized, beaten with ramrods, tortured, and when they brought them to the ditch to shoot, she no longer had any strength left - she fell into the ditch, for a moment, ahead of the bullet. Vanya died, and the partisans found Nadya alive in the ditch...
The second time she was captured at the end of the 43rd. And again torture: she was doused in the cold ice water, burned a five-pointed star on the back. Considering the scout dead, the Nazis, when the partisans attacked Karasevo, abandoned her. Came out of her, paralyzed and almost blind, the locals. After the war in Odessa, Academician V.P. Filatov restored Nadia's sight.
After 15 years, she heard on the radio how the head of intelligence of the 6th detachment Slesarenko - her commander - said that the soldiers of their dead comrades would never forget, and named Nadya Bogdanova among them, who saved his life, wounded ...
Only then did she show up, only then did people learn about what an amazing fate she was, Nadya Bogdanova, who was awarded the Order of the Red Banner, the Order of the Patriotic War of the 1st degree, and medals.

Viktor Khomenko

Pioneer Vitya Khomenko passed his heroic path of struggle against the fascists in the underground organization "Nikolaev Center". ... At school, in German, Vitya was "excellent", and the underground instructed the pioneer to get a job in the officer's canteen. He washed dishes, sometimes served the officers in the hall and listened to their conversations. In drunken arguments, the fascists blurted out information that was of great interest to the "Nikolaev Center". The officers began to send the quick, smart boy on errands, and soon made him a messenger at the headquarters. It could not even occur to them that the underground workers were the first to read the most secret packages at the turnout ... Together with Shura Kober, Vitya received the task to cross the front line in order to establish contact with Moscow. In Moscow, at the headquarters of the partisan movement, they reported on the situation and told about what they had observed on the way. Returning to Nikolaev, the guys delivered a radio transmitter, explosives, and weapons to the underground workers. Again, fighting without fear or hesitation. On December 5, 1942, ten underground workers were captured by the Nazis and executed. Among them are two boys - Shura Kober and Vitya Khomenko. They lived as heroes and died as heroes. The Order of the Patriotic War of the 1st degree - posthumously - was awarded by the Motherland to her fearless son. The name of Vitya Khomenko is the school where he studied.

Nina Kukoverova

Every summer, mother took Nina and her younger brother and sister from Leningrad to the village of Nechepert, where there is clean air, soft grass, where honey and fresh milk ... Roar, explosions, flames and smoke hit this quiet region in the fourteenth summer of the pioneer Nina Kukoverova . War! From the first days of the arrival of the Nazis, Nina became a partisan intelligence officer. Everything that she saw around, she remembered, reported to the detachment. A punitive detachment is located in the village of Gory, all approaches are blocked, even the most experienced scouts cannot get through. Nina volunteered to go. She walked a dozen and a half kilometers on a snow-covered plain, a field. The Nazis did not pay attention to the chilled, tired girl with a bag, and nothing escaped her attention - neither the headquarters, nor the fuel depot, nor the location of the sentries. And when at night the partisan detachment set out on a campaign, Nina walked next to the commander as a scout, as a guide. Fascist warehouses flew into the air that night, the headquarters flared up, punishers fell, struck down by furious fire. More than once, Nina, a pioneer, was awarded the medal “Partisan of the Patriotic War”, I degree, on combat missions. The young heroine is dead. But the memory of the daughter of Russia is alive. She was posthumously awarded the Order of the Patriotic War, 1st class. Nina Kukoverova is forever enrolled in her pioneer team.

Vasily Korobko

Chernihiv region. The front came close to the village of Pogoreltsy. On the outskirts, covering the retreat of our units, the company held the defense. The boy brought the cartridges to the fighters. His name was Vasya Korobko. Night. Vasya sneaks up to the school building occupied by the Nazis. He sneaks into the pioneer room, takes out the pioneer banner and hides it securely. Outskirts of the village. Under the bridge - Vasya. He pulls out the iron brackets, saws the piles, and at dawn from the shelter he watches the bridge collapse under the weight of the fascist armored personnel carrier. The partisans were convinced that Vasya could be trusted, and they entrusted him with a serious task: to become a scout in the enemy's lair. At the headquarters of the Nazis, he heats stoves, chop wood, and he looks closely, remembers, and transmits information to the partisans. The punishers, who planned to exterminate the partisans, forced the boy to lead them into the forest. But Vasya led the Nazis to an ambush of the police. The Nazis, mistaking them for partisans in the dark, opened furious fire, killed all the policemen and themselves suffered heavy losses. Together with the partisans, Vasya destroyed nine echelons, hundreds of Nazis. In one of the battles, he was hit by an enemy bullet. The Motherland awarded her little hero, who lived a short but such a bright life, with the Orders of Lenin, the Red Banner, the Order of the Patriotic War of the 1st degree, and the medal "Partisan of the Patriotic War" of the 1st degree.

Alexander Borodulin

There was a war. Above the village where Sasha lived, enemy bombers hooted angrily. The native land was trampled by an enemy boot. Sasha Borodulin, a pioneer with the warm heart of a young Leninist, could not put up with this. He decided to fight the Nazis. Got a rifle. Having killed a fascist motorcyclist, he took the first military trophy - a real German machine gun. Day after day he fought his unequal battle. And then he met the partisans. Sasha became a full-fledged fighter of the detachment. Together with the partisans, he went on reconnaissance. More than once he went on the most dangerous missions. Many destroyed enemy vehicles and soldiers were on his account. For the performance of dangerous tasks, for the courage, resourcefulness and courage shown, Sasha Borodulin was awarded the Order of the Red Banner in the winter of 1941. Punishers tracked down the partisans. For three days the detachment left them, twice escaped from the encirclement, but the enemy ring closed again. Then the commander called in volunteers to cover the retreat of the detachment. Sasha stepped forward first. Five took the fight. One by one they died. Sasha was left alone. It was still possible to retreat - the forest was nearby, but every minute that delayed the enemy was so dear to the detachment, and Sasha fought to the end. He, allowing the Nazis to close a ring around him, grabbed a grenade and blew them up and himself.

Volodya Dubinin

Vladimir Dubinin was born on August 29, 1927. The boy spent all his childhood in Kerch. His father was a hereditary sailor, in 1919, as part of a partisan detachment, he fought with the White Guards.
The boy was only fourteen years old when the Patriotic War broke out. His father volunteered for the Navy, and Volodya stayed with his mother in Kerch. In the first months of the war, fascist troops were already approaching Kerch. The inhabitants of the city were actively preparing for the underground struggle. With the capture of Kerch, the partisans went to the Starokarantinsky underground quarries near the city. Already on November 7, 1941, an underground partisan fortress appeared in the deep bowels. It was from here that the people's avengers made their bold attacks.
The persistent and courageous boy made sure that he was accepted into the partisans. The young scout operated in the Kletsky and Serafimovsky regions. The partisans loved Volodya, for them he was a common son. With his friends Tolya Kovalev and Vanya Gritsenko, Volodya Dubinin went to intelligence. Young scouts delivered valuable information about the location of enemy units, the number of German troops, etc. The partisans, based on this data, planned their combat operations. In December 1941, intelligence helped the detachment to give a worthy rebuff to the punishers. In the galleries during the battle, Volodya Dubinin brought ammunition to the soldiers, and then replaced a seriously wounded soldier. Legends were told about the guy: how he led a detachment of fascists who were looking for partisans by the nose; how he knew how to slip unnoticed past enemy posts; as he could accurately remember the number of several Nazi units that were located in different places, Volodya was small in stature, so he could get out through very narrow manholes. Thanks to Volodya's information, Soviet artillery suppressed the points of the German division, which rushed to Stalingrad. For this he was awarded the Order of the Red Star.
The Nazis tried to destroy the partisans: they walled up and mined all the entrances to the quarry. In these terrible days Volodya Dubinin showed great courage and resourcefulness. The boy organized a group of young pioneer scouts. The guys got out through secret passages to the surface and collected the information necessary for the partisans. Once Volodya learned that the Germans decided to flood the quarries with water. The partisans managed to build dams out of stone.
The boy knew the location of absolutely all exits to the surface. When Kerch was liberated in January 1942, and the sappers began to clear the area around the quarries, Volodya volunteered to help them. On January 4, a young partisan, helping a sapper, died himself, blown up by a German mine.
The boy was buried in a partisan mass grave, not far from the same quarries.

Yuta Bondarovskaya

The war caught Yuta on vacation with her grandmother. Yesterday she was playing carelessly with her friends, and today circumstances have demanded that she take up arms. Yuta was a liaison, and then a scout in a partisan detachment that operated in the Pskov region. Disguised as a beggar boy, the fragile girl wandered around the enemy rear, memorizing the location of military equipment, guard posts, headquarters, communication centers. Adults would never be able to deceive the enemy's vigilance so cleverly. In 1944, in a battle near the Estonian farm, Yuta Bondarovskaya died a heroic death along with her older comrades. Utah was posthumously awarded the Order of the Patriotic War, 1st Class, and the Partisan of the Patriotic War, 1st Class.

Galya Komleva

In the Luga district of the Leningrad region, the memory of the brave young partisan Gali Komleva is honored. She, like many of her peers during the war years, was a scout, supplied the partisans with important information. The Nazis tracked down Komleva, grabbed her, threw her into a cell. Two months of continuous interrogations, beatings, bullying. Gali was required to give the names of partisan liaisons. But the torture did not break the girl, she did not utter a word. Galya Komleva was mercilessly shot. She was posthumously awarded the Order of the Patriotic War, 1st class.

Sasha Kovalev

He was a graduate of the Solovetsky Jung School. Sasha Kovalev received his first order, the Order of the Red Star, for the fact that the engines of his torpedo boat No. 209 of the Northern Fleet never failed during 20 combat sorties at sea. The second award, posthumous, - the Order of the Patriotic War of the 1st degree - was awarded to the young sailor for a feat that an adult has the right to be proud of. This was in May 1944. Attacking a fascist transport ship, Kovalev's boat received a collector hole from a shell fragment. Boiling water was pouring out of the torn casing, the engine could stall at any minute. Then Kovalev closed the hole with his body. Other sailors arrived to help him, the boat kept moving. But Sasha died. He was 15 years old.

Marat Kazei

The authors are sculptor S. Selikhanov, architect
V. Volchek. The monument depicts the last battle of the hero.
In one hand, Marat still holds an already useless machine gun, in which there are no more cartridges left, the other has already been raised above his head, bringing for the last throw at the hated fascists approaching him.
In Soviet times, the monument was very famous.
Near it, they were accepted as pioneers, solemn rulers were held, wreaths and flowers were laid, and inspired poems were read.

Zina Portnova

The war found the Leningrad pioneer Zina Portnova in the village of Zuya, where she came for the holidays - this is not far from the Obol station in the Vitebsk region. In Obol, an underground Komsomol youth organization `Young Avengers` was created, and Zina was elected a member of its committee. She participated in daring operations against the enemy, in sabotage, distributed leaflets, conducted reconnaissance on the instructions of the partisan detachment ... It was December 1943. Zina was returning from a mission. In the village of Mostishche, a traitor betrayed her. The Nazis seized the young partisan and tortured her. The answer to the enemy was Zina's silence, her contempt and hatred, her determination to fight to the end. During one of the interrogations, choosing the moment, Zina grabbed a pistol from the table and fired at the Gestapo at point-blank range. The officer who ran into the shot was also killed on the spot. Zina tried to escape, but the Nazis overtook her... The brave young pioneer was brutally tortured, but until the last minute she remained steadfast, courageous, unbending. And the Motherland posthumously noted her feat with her highest title - the title of Hero of the Soviet Union.

Lucy Gerasimenko

She did not derail enemy fuel tanks, did not shoot at the Nazis. She was still small. Her name was Lucy Gerasimenko. But everything she did brought the day of our victory over the fascist invaders closer. Lusya became an indispensable assistant to the underground. She carried out various assignments: either she took leaflets or medicines to a conditional place, then she handed over reports, then she pasted leaflets on fence posts, walls of houses. Everything is simple and complex at the same time. One careless step and death. Expect no mercy from the Nazis Once in October, they whispered: in the central square, the Germans hanged partisans. One is just a boy. It was Vodya Shcherbatsevich. He was hanged along with his mother, she treated prisoners of war, and then, together with her son, transported them to the partisans. Issued by a traitor. Lucy was cautious, resourceful, courageous. So it went day after day, until the provocateur betrayed their family to the Germans. It happened on December 26, 1942. An eleven-year-old girl was shot by the Nazis.

Lara Mikheenko

For the operation of reconnaissance and explosion railway bridge Across the Drissa River, after the war, a Leningrad schoolgirl Larisa Mikheenko was presented to the government award. But the Motherland could not present the award to her brave daughter: in the Decree on awarding Larisa with the Order of the Patriotic War of the 1st degree there is a bitter word: `Posthumously`...
The war cut off the girl from her hometown: in the summer she went on vacation to her uncle in the Pustoshkinsky district of the Pskov region, but she could not return - the Nazis occupied the village. Lara's uncle agreed to serve the occupying authorities, and was appointed local headman. His old mother and pioneer niece, who condemned him for this, were evicted from his uncle's house and sent to live in a bathhouse.
The pioneer dreamed of breaking out of Hitler's slavery, making her way to her own. Together with a friend, they decided to go to the local partisan detachment.
At the headquarters of the 6th Kalinin brigade, the commander, Major P. V. Ryndin, at first refused to accept `so small`: well, what kind of partisans are they!
But how much even its very young citizens can do for the Motherland! The girls were able to do what strong men could not. Dressed in rags, Lara walked around the villages, finding out where and how the guns were located, sentries were placed, which German cars were moving along the highway, what kind of trains and with what cargo they came to the Pustoshka station. She also participated in military operations.
At the beginning of November 1943, Larisa and two other partisans went on reconnaissance to the village of Ignatovo and stopped at the house of a trusted person. Larisa remained outside for observation. Enemies suddenly appeared (as it turned out later, one of the local residents handed over the partisan turnout). Larisa managed to warn the men inside, but was captured. In the ensuing unequal battle both partisans were killed. Larisa was brought to the hut for interrogation. Lara had a hand-held fragmentation grenade in her coat, which she decided to use. However, the grenade thrown by the girl did not explode...
On November 4, 1943, Larisa Dorofeevna Mikheenko, after interrogation, accompanied by torture and humiliation, was shot.