Я начал писать рассказы очень давно

Я начал писать рассказы очень давно. Все писатели получают письма от читателей. Получал письма и я. Об одном письме я хочу рассказать вам. Десять лет назад я написал рассказ о своём друге, который погиб в 1941 году. Скоро я получил письмо. Написала его Антонина Ивановна Бочарникова. ОМ писала: «В газете «Советская Россия» я прочитала ваш рассказ о друге- Потом увидела фамилию:. Бочарников. Вы не Володя? Мой сын Володя родился в 1923 году, учился в школе. В 1941 году, когда началась война, он пошёл на фронт. Сначала я получала его письма. Они приходили не часго, но я понимала: война. А потом… потом письма перестали приходить… И теперь я ничего не знаю о своём сыне: погиб он или нет? Где погиб? Когда? Все эти годы я ждала его, думала, что он вернётся, и сейчас жду и буду ждать. Теперь вы понимаете, почему я спросила вас: вы не Володя?»Я очень волновался, когда писал ответ в Белгород, где жила Антонина Ивановна. Я понимал, как она ждёт это письмо. В письме я написал, что я—другой человек, а не её сын.Я рассказал ей о своей жизни и работе. Когда я писал, я думал, как грустно будет ей читать это письмо. Ведь Антонина Ивановна ждала письма, которое должен был написать её сын. Я написал: «Дорогая Антонина Ивановна», а потом подумал и написал ещё: «Дорогая мама».Теперь у меня две матери. Антонина Ивановна часто пишет мне, рассказывает о своей жизни, а я отвечаю ей.

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I started writing stories for a very long time. All writers get letters from readers. I have received letters and I. one letter I want to tell you. Ten years ago, I wrote a story about his friend who died in the year 1941. Soon I received the letter. Wrote his Antonina Ivanovna Bočarnikova. OM wrote: "in the newspaper" Soviet Russia ", I read your story about each other-then I saw last name:. Bocharnikov. You're not Volodya? My son Volodya was born in 1923, the year studied at the school. In the year 1941, when the war began, he went to the front. First I received his letter. They came not časgo, but I understood: the war. And then ... then the letters stopped coming. And now I know nothing about her son: he died or not? Where died? When? All these years I was waiting for him, thought he was back, and now I am waiting and will wait. Now you understand why I asked you: you're not Volodya? " I was very worried when he wrote the answer in Belgorod, where lived Antonina Ivanovna. I understood how she waits for this letter. In a letter I wrote that I was another person, not her son. I told her about her life and work. When I wrote, I thought how sad it will be reading this letter. After all, Antonina Ivanovna was waiting for a letter that had to write her son. I wrote: "Dear Antonina Ivanovna, and then thought, and even wrote:" Dear Mama. "now I have two mothers. Antonina Ivanovna often writes me, talks about her life, and I answer it.

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I started writing stories for a long time. All writers get letters from readers. I receive letters. A letter I want to tell you. Ten years ago I wrote a story about his friend, who died in 1941. Soon I received a letter. He wrote his Antonina Ivanovna Bocharnikova. OM wrote: "The newspaper" Soviet Russia ", I read your story about druge- Then he saw the name :. Bocharnikov. You do not Volodya? My son Vladimir was born in 1923, studied at the school. In 1941, when war broke out, he went to the front. First, I received his letter. They came not chasgo, but I knew: war. And then ... then the letters stopped coming ... And now I do not know anything about his son: he was killed or not? Where died? When? All these years I have waited for him, thinking that he will come back, and now I wait and wait. Now you understand why I asked you, you do not Volodya, "I was very worried when he wrote the answer in Belgorod, where Antonina Ivanovna lived?. I knew how she expects this letter. In the letter I wrote that I am a different person, not the syn.Ya told her about her life and work. When I was writing, I thought, how sad it would be to read this letter. After all, Antonina Ivanovna waited for letters, which had to write her son. I wrote: "Dear Antonina Ivanovna," and then I thought and wrote again: "Dear Mama" .Now I have two mothers. Antonina Ivanovna often writes to me, he tells about his life, and I say to her.

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i began to write stories for a long time. all the writers receive letters from readers. receive a letter, and i. one letter, i want to tell you. ten years ago, i wrote a story about her friend, who died in 1941. soon, i received a letter. wrote it бочарникова antonina ivanovna. om wrote: "in the newspaper" soviet russia "i read your story about his friend, then i saw the name:. бочарников. you"re not here? my son vladimir was born in 1923, in school. in 1941, when the war began, he went to the front. first, i received his letter. they came not часго, but i understand: war. and then... then the letters stopped coming, and... now i don"t know anything about your son, did he die or not? where"s dead? when? all these years i"ve been waiting for him, thinking that he will come back, and now waiting and waiting. now you know why i asked you here? »я very worried when i wrote a response in the belgorod, where lived antonina ivanovna. i understood how she was waiting for this letter. in the letter, i wrote that i was another man, not her сын.я told her about her life and work. when i write, i thought, how sad it will be read this letter. antonina ivanovna waited for a letter, which was supposed to write to her son. i wrote: "dear antonina ивановна», then i thought and wrote:" dear мама».теперь i have two mothers. antonina ivanovna often writes to me, tells the story of my life, and i said to her.