Report of the Colorado Cockroach. Ostrovsky. End of story
Hello, my dear lovers of Ukrainian stories in my presentation! Immediately I confess that I did not fulfill my promise given after visiting Shepetovka.
Yes, many liked that museum of Nikolai Ostrovsky, which I visited and which even impressed me.
Report of the Colorado Cockroach. Visiting Mykola Ostrovsky.
And he said in a temper, that we have another museum, and, after striking a chitin with his paw, promised to show it to you.
Where is the road paved with our good intentions? That's right, in the trap "Masha." Or under the slippers. Something like this happened.
In general, I went to the town of Boyarka. This is a suburb city in 10 km from Kiev. Half an hour by train.
What is famous for this city? Yes, nothing. Boyarka (before 1957, Budaivka) was founded in the 15 century. And nothing in this place never happened. The only thing, probably, that somehow was previously reflected in the history of this place - 1921 the year when Komsomol members saved frozen Kiev.
This event was devoted to as many as three monuments. Nikolay Ostrovsky, Pavel Korchagin and a steam locomotive. There were no more monuments in Boyarka.
The engine, I'm sorry, did not go to shoot, being just a bit dumbfounded from what he saw. With the rest I will tell you now.
Indeed, Shepetovka is not for you Boyarka. Shepetivka far from Kiev, the power is there, everyone does not lick everyone.
Therefore, in Shepetovka there is something about which I had the pleasure to tell you.
And in Boyarka there. In Boyarka, people prefer to conform to what they say in Kiev, the benefit is near. Yes, now many people will arrange for me according to the old memory, they will say that you, Tarakan, are screwing us up for normality, but what is there?
And here is the fact that I myself am frantic. Because, unlike many of my compatriots, I understand the essence of things. And the head is not only eating.
I'll start, as in the theater, with a hanger.
Nice house, right? Built a long time ago. If you look closely, you can see the date: 1911 year.
Beautiful and functional house, and, if you read the sign, you get a noble way. Historically confirmed, by the way.
Yes, since the construction of this building has always been home to orphans. Here they lived, grew, studied. More than a hundred years, with a little, of course, an exception.
Yes, you can talk a lot on what reptiles were the Soviet Bolsheviks. Beasts. They drank the blood of the babies and so on according to Solzhenitsyn. But in the summer of 1941, the pupils were taken out of here. And the house after the war was rebuilt.
But this was not the reason for the commemorative plaque with a bas-relief. Not saved children's lives, nor a reborn home. The reason was that in November-December 1918 of the year, Yevgeny Konovalets himself, the commander of the corps of "sichovyh archers", stood here.
Yeah, I, too, immediately had a question: where did the children go?
Well, knowing how thin and soulful the man was Konovalets, I do not have two opinions. Sure, they were thrown out onto the street. For orphans are orphans, and the cause of the great and free Ukraine demanded sacrifices. And Konovalets brought them, and very actively.
Well, yes, who else will we have such boards? Of course, this is the same Konovalets, who bungled together with his godfather, Onikov Melnikov. Former ensign of the Austro-Hungarian army, colonel of the UNR army, head of the Ukrainian military organization, head of the Ukrainian Nationalists' wire, co-founder and head of the OUN. In 30 I graduated from a reconnaissance school in Leipzig, met Hitler several times, made some plans ...
In general, I hurt everyone so much that in 1938, someone Pavel Anatolyevich Sudoplatov (yes, the same one) sent him to hell.
Well, here we are pouring barylephs like this now ... With a snout on the board - here comes the baryleph.
And this is how the place looked literally 10 years ago:
Yes, the house is the same, the tree is the same, but ... There is a monument! One of the three in the town! Pavel Korchagin as a collective image of the Komsomol members who saved Kiev from freezing cold by the fierce winter of 1921.
This is a joke today, and even those we have, chattering our teeth sometimes. And then to remain without wood and coal - to remain without heat and food, as it were. Serious thing. By the way, the main thing was not even to chop wood, as I was told at the museum. The main thing was to deliver them for these unfortunate 10 kilometers. Given the record for the amount of snow in the winter and frost - a very difficult task.
As you see, Korchagin was de-communized (although there wasn’t really any communist in 1921) and ... No, everything is fine with him. For now at least. At the cost of great efforts, he was removed from the entrance to the boarding school and moved to where Ostrovsky’s museum was. So Pavka is intact. Here he is:
This is today's day. Yes, to be honest, lamb with paint enough. Pour regularly, but just as regularly and wash the monument. And what do poor heads do? Do not steam paint the same paint?
The fact is that the third monument, to Nikolai Ostrovsky himself, was unknown (well, as always with us) in 2014.
I asked the museum: why did it bother you? They mumbled me with downcast eyes, that there is no evidence that he worked here, and he was honored by the power of the Bolsheviks ... Mortal boredom. But at least it's good to look at your eyes.
Well, yes, and what about the museum? Here with this?
And now there is no more the literary-memorial museum of N. A. Ostrovsky. Everything. Now in its place is the Boyarka Museum of Local Lore.
And this “museum” is engaged in preserving historical and cultural values. The museum collection includes more than 9000 items of the main and scientific support funds.
God, forgive me for saying this, but this, if I may say so, “museum”, looks more like a storage shed. It is a shed, however, you will see everything now.
When this place was a literary memorial of Ostrovsky, then its two rooms were enough to hold everything. Even the spirit of this stubborn and undefeated person.
And now it is a warehouse warehouse trash-and-extorting nature. I don’t know where they got all this cultural exposition, but the fact that they went to the huts didn’t go to my grandmother! don't go to my grandmother, she also has a phonograph!
I did not find anything valuable, anything interesting in this regional disgrace. I was surprised that somehow the map of defense of Kiev in the Great Patriotic War survived. Just amazing even.
But the exhibition of modern heroism is yes ... Do not think about it, it was collected, as I was told, by volunteers who rode in ATO. All three. And both members. There were no more candidates for such worthy roles in Boyarka.
Well, you understand the depth and steepness of the museum.
More to show in this antique shop is nothing, to be honest. I admit, five hundred years of local history have passed by. Without leaving a trace, alas.
But I thought the way I would join in Shepetovka ... No, Kiev is not like that. Too close to power - too bad.
But I also want to say about the ray of light in our deep darkness.
What do you think, and where is that which made up the Ostrovsky Museum? His stuff, letters, drafts, books? Think where there is a monument? But they did not guess. The museum was closed, redeveloped according to instructions from above about enlightening the boyars in terms of their glorious history, and?
And yes, all things and papers of Ostrovsky are intact. Packed and are in the archive. What for? Well, you know that we, on the one hand, are a stupid people, on the other, are not all fools. What if tomorrow comes? And in this tomorrow someone will come, and roar threateningly: Sha! Where is everyone? Where are the values, where is the historical heritage?
So here it is, do not you please, everything is folded, described and sealed! Everything is whole, at any moment everything will be returned back.
Now most of these my readers will say that there is still a difference between pragmatism and political prostitution. Well, yes, I agree, there is. But this case is one of those times when prostitution will disappear. In the absence of the best, bright and other things. It will do.
In general, of course, it upset me all this. And not the fact of the dead monument and museum, no. There is a more sad thing in terms of the Ukrainian head.
Here they smashed one monument and removed the second one. That killed the literary memorial. In return, what? But it’s scary not even that they broke, but that there’s nothing to give in return. In total, and nakropali that the founder of the OUN kids drove out of the orphanage to frost and the headquarters in their house arranged.
And this is for all 500 years of history ...
Take care of your story. Do not let museums make laboratories, but void from history. A nard who does not remember the past has no future. So he said ... oh, well, that is not a Ukrainian said. And it would be quite sick.
Yes, many liked that museum of Nikolai Ostrovsky, which I visited and which even impressed me.
Report of the Colorado Cockroach. Visiting Mykola Ostrovsky.
And he said in a temper, that we have another museum, and, after striking a chitin with his paw, promised to show it to you.
Where is the road paved with our good intentions? That's right, in the trap "Masha." Or under the slippers. Something like this happened.
In general, I went to the town of Boyarka. This is a suburb city in 10 km from Kiev. Half an hour by train.
What is famous for this city? Yes, nothing. Boyarka (before 1957, Budaivka) was founded in the 15 century. And nothing in this place never happened. The only thing, probably, that somehow was previously reflected in the history of this place - 1921 the year when Komsomol members saved frozen Kiev.
This event was devoted to as many as three monuments. Nikolay Ostrovsky, Pavel Korchagin and a steam locomotive. There were no more monuments in Boyarka.
The engine, I'm sorry, did not go to shoot, being just a bit dumbfounded from what he saw. With the rest I will tell you now.
Indeed, Shepetovka is not for you Boyarka. Shepetivka far from Kiev, the power is there, everyone does not lick everyone.
Therefore, in Shepetovka there is something about which I had the pleasure to tell you.
And in Boyarka there. In Boyarka, people prefer to conform to what they say in Kiev, the benefit is near. Yes, now many people will arrange for me according to the old memory, they will say that you, Tarakan, are screwing us up for normality, but what is there?
And here is the fact that I myself am frantic. Because, unlike many of my compatriots, I understand the essence of things. And the head is not only eating.
I'll start, as in the theater, with a hanger.
Nice house, right? Built a long time ago. If you look closely, you can see the date: 1911 year.
Beautiful and functional house, and, if you read the sign, you get a noble way. Historically confirmed, by the way.
Yes, since the construction of this building has always been home to orphans. Here they lived, grew, studied. More than a hundred years, with a little, of course, an exception.
Yes, you can talk a lot on what reptiles were the Soviet Bolsheviks. Beasts. They drank the blood of the babies and so on according to Solzhenitsyn. But in the summer of 1941, the pupils were taken out of here. And the house after the war was rebuilt.
But this was not the reason for the commemorative plaque with a bas-relief. Not saved children's lives, nor a reborn home. The reason was that in November-December 1918 of the year, Yevgeny Konovalets himself, the commander of the corps of "sichovyh archers", stood here.
Yeah, I, too, immediately had a question: where did the children go?
Well, knowing how thin and soulful the man was Konovalets, I do not have two opinions. Sure, they were thrown out onto the street. For orphans are orphans, and the cause of the great and free Ukraine demanded sacrifices. And Konovalets brought them, and very actively.
Well, yes, who else will we have such boards? Of course, this is the same Konovalets, who bungled together with his godfather, Onikov Melnikov. Former ensign of the Austro-Hungarian army, colonel of the UNR army, head of the Ukrainian military organization, head of the Ukrainian Nationalists' wire, co-founder and head of the OUN. In 30 I graduated from a reconnaissance school in Leipzig, met Hitler several times, made some plans ...
In general, I hurt everyone so much that in 1938, someone Pavel Anatolyevich Sudoplatov (yes, the same one) sent him to hell.
Well, here we are pouring barylephs like this now ... With a snout on the board - here comes the baryleph.
And this is how the place looked literally 10 years ago:
Yes, the house is the same, the tree is the same, but ... There is a monument! One of the three in the town! Pavel Korchagin as a collective image of the Komsomol members who saved Kiev from freezing cold by the fierce winter of 1921.
This is a joke today, and even those we have, chattering our teeth sometimes. And then to remain without wood and coal - to remain without heat and food, as it were. Serious thing. By the way, the main thing was not even to chop wood, as I was told at the museum. The main thing was to deliver them for these unfortunate 10 kilometers. Given the record for the amount of snow in the winter and frost - a very difficult task.
As you see, Korchagin was de-communized (although there wasn’t really any communist in 1921) and ... No, everything is fine with him. For now at least. At the cost of great efforts, he was removed from the entrance to the boarding school and moved to where Ostrovsky’s museum was. So Pavka is intact. Here he is:
This is today's day. Yes, to be honest, lamb with paint enough. Pour regularly, but just as regularly and wash the monument. And what do poor heads do? Do not steam paint the same paint?
The fact is that the third monument, to Nikolai Ostrovsky himself, was unknown (well, as always with us) in 2014.
I asked the museum: why did it bother you? They mumbled me with downcast eyes, that there is no evidence that he worked here, and he was honored by the power of the Bolsheviks ... Mortal boredom. But at least it's good to look at your eyes.
Well, yes, and what about the museum? Here with this?
And now there is no more the literary-memorial museum of N. A. Ostrovsky. Everything. Now in its place is the Boyarka Museum of Local Lore.
And this “museum” is engaged in preserving historical and cultural values. The museum collection includes more than 9000 items of the main and scientific support funds.
God, forgive me for saying this, but this, if I may say so, “museum”, looks more like a storage shed. It is a shed, however, you will see everything now.
When this place was a literary memorial of Ostrovsky, then its two rooms were enough to hold everything. Even the spirit of this stubborn and undefeated person.
And now it is a warehouse warehouse trash-and-extorting nature. I don’t know where they got all this cultural exposition, but the fact that they went to the huts didn’t go to my grandmother! don't go to my grandmother, she also has a phonograph!
I did not find anything valuable, anything interesting in this regional disgrace. I was surprised that somehow the map of defense of Kiev in the Great Patriotic War survived. Just amazing even.
But the exhibition of modern heroism is yes ... Do not think about it, it was collected, as I was told, by volunteers who rode in ATO. All three. And both members. There were no more candidates for such worthy roles in Boyarka.
Well, you understand the depth and steepness of the museum.
More to show in this antique shop is nothing, to be honest. I admit, five hundred years of local history have passed by. Without leaving a trace, alas.
But I thought the way I would join in Shepetovka ... No, Kiev is not like that. Too close to power - too bad.
But I also want to say about the ray of light in our deep darkness.
What do you think, and where is that which made up the Ostrovsky Museum? His stuff, letters, drafts, books? Think where there is a monument? But they did not guess. The museum was closed, redeveloped according to instructions from above about enlightening the boyars in terms of their glorious history, and?
And yes, all things and papers of Ostrovsky are intact. Packed and are in the archive. What for? Well, you know that we, on the one hand, are a stupid people, on the other, are not all fools. What if tomorrow comes? And in this tomorrow someone will come, and roar threateningly: Sha! Where is everyone? Where are the values, where is the historical heritage?
So here it is, do not you please, everything is folded, described and sealed! Everything is whole, at any moment everything will be returned back.
Now most of these my readers will say that there is still a difference between pragmatism and political prostitution. Well, yes, I agree, there is. But this case is one of those times when prostitution will disappear. In the absence of the best, bright and other things. It will do.
In general, of course, it upset me all this. And not the fact of the dead monument and museum, no. There is a more sad thing in terms of the Ukrainian head.
Here they smashed one monument and removed the second one. That killed the literary memorial. In return, what? But it’s scary not even that they broke, but that there’s nothing to give in return. In total, and nakropali that the founder of the OUN kids drove out of the orphanage to frost and the headquarters in their house arranged.
And this is for all 500 years of history ...
Take care of your story. Do not let museums make laboratories, but void from history. A nard who does not remember the past has no future. So he said ... oh, well, that is not a Ukrainian said. And it would be quite sick.
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