(329 words) Probably there is not a single family in Russia that would not be touched by the cold wing of the Great Patriotic War. At the front or in the rear, our ancestors tried beyond their strength and did the impossible to provide us with a cloudless life. Many of them sacrificed themselves in the name of their homeland.
There were no front-line soldiers in my family. My paternal great-grandmother was an orphaned teenager when the war broke out. She worked in the rear for wear, in the blazing heat of dragging milk on a cart with a bull. It was doubly difficult for her, since even before the war the girl had lost both legs, and instead of her lower legs she had prostheses. But, despite her disability, she did not stand aside, she had to work for the sake of victory along with everyone. Her future husband was too young to call, but actively participated in the partisan struggle. My maternal great-grandfather was an artist, so he did not go to the front, but remained as an employee of the ideological front. He worked in a theater. Someone might think that the artists were messing around while others were fighting. But I think that their contribution to the victory is also invaluable. It was the “ideological front” that raised the fighting and working spirit of the people, helped those who fought in the rear and on the front line not to give up. Great-grandfather, along with his great-grandmother, his wife, raised children, made every effort so that they did not need anything and grew up as good people. In my opinion, in difficult wartime, this is also a kind of feat.
Regardless of the nature of the battle, be it the front, the rear or ideological propaganda, the contribution of each family to the overall victory cannot be overestimated. I am proud of my grandmother, who put years of youth on hard work in the rear. I am proud of my grandfather, who worked tirelessly in the theater to maintain the courage of fellow citizens, and brought at least a little fun and joy into the difficult life of wartime. Looking back more than half a century ago, on what our families had to go through, I understand that many of our “problems” today are not comparable with real difficulties. And instead of giving up, we should keep in mind the example of courage and courage of the generation of victors - heroes who are always with us in our hearts.
