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Volodya, sunk into the water

Not all Germans know the Russian saying "how to sink into the water." But even if those phrases who occupied the village of Volovchik of the Lipetsk region that day were aware of this phrase, they would hardly have begun to look for a cheeky boy in the well. It is autumn in the yard, the water in the well is icy. The walls are narrow, rather you break the bones than you get out. In a word, the common German sense prompted the fascists that a teenager who had defiantly stolen an automaton from under his nose was hiding in some kind of hut or shed. And they searched the houses, looked under the beds, searched in the attics and cellars.

And Volodya Shcheglov just sunk into the water - hung on a well crane. The boy's calculation was simple: battles are taking place on the Kursk Douga, the village of Volovchik changed hands many times a week. So, the forces of the armies are still approximately equal. And therefore, ours are about to go on the offensive and liberate their native village, and then Volodya too.
And the boy firmly squeezed the neck of an old well crane, as if it was a firebird.

The boy understood everything correctly: our troops did indeed release Volovchik that very day. The error came out only in one: no one guessed to look into the well. And Volodka was hanging on a crane of his last strength. My hands were numb, my body was stiff, my head was buzzing, I was terribly hungry, but I was afraid to shout at the boy. So it hung up until late at night, until the mother found her almost unfeeling son.

Volodya miraculously stayed healthy. I spent the night at home, and in the morning, barely awake, the first thing I grabbed with such difficulty was a machine gun. Critically inspected - acting? Weapon It turned out to be in perfect order, so it was not a shame to go into the army. And no matter how inconsolable the mother persuaded him to stay, the boy ran off to our fighters, who had not yet had time to go far. True, the boy was very afraid that they would not take him because of his young age. Hoping for tall, I assigned myself two years.

They believed him and accepted him. So Volodya Scheglov became the named son of the regiment as part of the famous cavalry division of Major-General Lev Mikhailovich Dovator. By that time, this division had already become famous for its desperate courage in the battle of Moscow, good rumor and respect followed her everywhere. Lev Mikhailovich himself died heroically in 1941, and now the cavalrymen cherished the memory of their commander.

Volodya from early childhood dreamed of becoming a telephone operator and asked to teach him this business. The boy turned out to be extremely capable: he quickly figured out the equipment, was not afraid, it seemed, nothing in the world. He received and transmitted messages in all conditions, during the most brutal battles. And he never made a mistake.

Until the end of the war, the son of the regiment did not part with his named fathers. With them he freed Warsaw, crossed the Oder and reached Berlin. And the news of our victory was heard on the phone, as it should be in his specialty.

On that great day, the cook prepared an unprecedented festive dish - omelette.

Volodya, sunk into the water Vladimir Yakovlevich Shcheglov, who was awarded the Order of the Red Star and many medals for courage, returned to his native Volovchik only a few years after the Victory: he served for three more years in Warsaw. And although the former fellow soldiers invited him to different cities to settle there, the young man firmly decided to serve his village, where his mother, sisters and grandmother lived. The times were difficult, the collective farm desperately lacked male hands - only one fourth of the men returned home to Volovchik. But Vladimir Yakovlevich was not afraid of any work. In less than a working day, a hectare of rye was mowed with an oblique hook!

It would seem that the natural intelligence, intelligence, energy themselves indicated the path to the institute. However, the young man chose the profession of a carpenter and did not part with it 55 years. In Volovchik, almost all the houses and buildings owe their birth to Vladimir Yakovlevich, who for many years headed the rural construction team.

One could argue: did all the houses were built by the same brigade? Of course not. But the villagers respected the former son of the regiment immensely and greatly appreciated his advice. And they also knew that Vladimir Yakovlevich would not spare himself for the sake of others. In the Volovskiy Krai still talk history about how once in winter two boys played on a frozen pond and fell through the ice. They did not even have time to shout, immediately went under the water. But by some miracle, Vladimir Yakovlevich noticed them from the window. As he was - in a shirt, he jumped out of the house, ran almost a kilometer, immediately dived for the guys. He pulled both, and then he was very sick.

He lived a long life. While he could, every year on the eve of Victory Day he traveled to Moscow, met with the "fathers". Only forces remained less. Old age slowly took its own, but Vladimir Yakovlevich did not grieve. He knew that he had done everything he dreamed of. And until the last day he loved an omelet.

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  1. parusnik
    parusnik 20 August 2015 07: 47
    However, the young man chose the profession of a carpenter and did not part with it for 55 years. In Volovchik, almost all houses and buildings owe their birth to Vladimir Yakovlevich... He fought for the sake of life on Earth, and then claimed life .. pleased people with the works of his hands ..
    1. Mister X
      Mister X 20 August 2015 08: 36
      Sophia knows about the hero of this story not by hearsay: Vladimir Yakovlevich Shcheglov is her compatriot.

      I read in the "Golden Key" another story by this author, about another of his fellow countrymen:
      about a boy who, during the Second World War, organized among the pioneers of Yelets and Yelets district to collect money for the construction of a tank column and for the plane "Yelets Pioneer".
      1. Sofia
        20 August 2015 09: 10
        That's right! Thank you for reading and remember, very nice! I will write about that boy too, I can’t find his photo yet. And Shcheglov is the great-grandfather of my friend's schoolboy.
    2. Monster_Fat
      Monster_Fat 20 August 2015 10: 15
      It is curious how ordinary people who live an ordinary, inconspicuous life and leave it with dignity say about themselves in our people: "We are like grass in a field. We are the salt of the Russian land" ... But the Chinese talk about themselves in a slightly different way : "We are like clouds, like the wind ..."
  2. Shiva83483
    Shiva83483 20 August 2015 07: 48
    To make nails out of these people ... on such Vovchiks, Sashki, Vanka, Petka-stood, and Motherland will stand ... Eternal memory to grandfathers ... ETERNAL !!!!!!!!!!!!! hi
    1. anip
      anip 20 August 2015 09: 14
      Quote: Shiva83483
      Make nails out of these people ...

      No, it’s better to make good feature films about such people. From their childhood to their old age. And show on all TV channels. I feel a good film would have turned out about Vladimir Yakovlevich. And the title would be the title of this article.
      But alas ... It’s better for us to shoot anything Mikhalkov.
      1. parusnik
        parusnik 20 August 2015 16: 35
        And Fedya Bondarchuk ... and not only ... now you can count good directors on the fingers ...
  3. Human
    Human 20 August 2015 07: 54
    Everlasting memory. A life worthy of respect and example for the younger generation.
  4. Vitamin72
    Vitamin72 20 August 2015 11: 44
    bow to the earth to such people !!!! And eternal memory !!!
  5. tovarisch
    tovarisch 20 August 2015 17: 19
    Thank you, Sophia Milyutinskaya, for talking about such a person as Vladimir Yakovlevich Shcheglov!
  6. KOMA
    KOMA 20 August 2015 19: 54
    A real man!
  7. rubber duck
    rubber duck 20 August 2015 23: 19
    Do not consider it boring, but I do not see the Order of the "Red Star". Maybe you were wrong?
    1. Sofia
      21 August 2015 12: 22
      Maybe it was wrong. Indeed, by the time I learned this story, Shcheglova was not alive. I was told about him by his great-grandchildren. But they claimed that there is an order.
  8. Russian jacket
    Russian jacket 21 August 2015 04: 43
    A MAN with a capital letter ... Glory ... soldier