Love Assadova biography

Eduard Arkadievich poet, an honorary citizen of the city of Sevastopol was born on September 7 in the Turkmen city of Merv now Mary. Father - Assadov Arkady Grigoryevich, graduated from Tomsk University, during the Civil War - a commissioner, commander of the 1st company of the 2nd Infantry Regiment, in peacetime he worked as a teacher at school. Mother - Asadova Kurdova Lidia Ivanovna, teacher.

Granddaughter - Assadova Kristina Arkadyevna, in the year, the father of Edward died, and Lidia Ivanovna moved with her son to Sverdlovsk now Yekaterinburg, where the grandfather of the future poet lived, Ivan Kalustovich Kurdov, whom Eduard Arkadievich calls his "historical grandfather" with a good smile. Living in Astrakhan, Ivan Kalustovich for a year served as a correspondent secretary with Nikolai Gavrilovich Chernyshevsky after his return from the Vilyui exile and was forever imbued with his high philosophical ideas.

In the year, on the advice of Chernyshevsky, he entered Kazan University, where he met student Vladimir Ulyanov and after him joined the revolutionary student movement, participated in organizing illegal student libraries. Subsequently, having graduated from the University of Natural Faculty, he worked in the Urals with a zemstvo doctor, and from a year - the head of the medical department of the province.

The depth and extraordinary thinking of Ivan Kalustovich had a huge impact on the formation of the character and worldview of the grandson, the education of his will and courage, on his faith in conscience and kindness, hot love for people. The worker of the Urals, Sverdlovsk, where Eduard Asadov spent his childhood and adolescence, became the second homeland for the future poet, and he wrote his first verses at the age of eight.

Over the years, he traveled around almost the entire Urals, especially often in the city of Serov, where his uncle lived. He forever fell in love with the strict and even severe nature of this region and its inhabitants. All these bright and vivid impressions will subsequently find a reflection in many verses and poems of Eduard Assadov: “Forest River”, “Date with childhood”, “Poem about first tenderness”, etc.

The theater attracted him no less than poetry - he studied at school, he was engaged in the drama circle in the Palace of Pioneers, the director of the Sverdlovsk Radio Leonid Konstantinovich Dikovsky. In the year, Lydia Ivanovna as an experienced teacher was transferred to work in Moscow. Here Eduard continued to write poetry - about the school, about recent events in Spain, about hiking forest campaigns, about friendship, about dreams.

He read and re -read his beloved poets: Pushkin, Lermontov, Nekrasov, Petefi, Blok, Yesenin, whom he still considers his creative teachers. When the war began, he, without waiting for the call, came to the district committee of the Komsomol with a request to send him as a volunteer to the front. This request was satisfied. He was sent to Moscow, where the first units of the famous guards mortars were formed.

He was appointed gunner of guns in the 3rd division of the 4th Guards Artillery mortar regiment. After a month and a half of intensive study, the division in which Assadov served was sent to Leningrad, becoming a separate guards articular division. Having produced the first salvo on the enemy on September 19, the division fought in the most difficult sections of the Volkhov Front.

In addition to the position of the gunner, he studied and mastered the duties of other calculation numbers in a short time. In the spring of the year, in one of the battles in the village of Novye, the gun commander sergeant M. Assadov was seriously wounded, together with the sanitary designer Vasily Boyko, he took the sergeant out of the car, helped to bandage and, not expecting the orders of the direct commander, took the command of the combat installation, while performing the duties of the gunner.

Standing near the combat vehicle, Eduard took the shells of throat shells brought by soldiers, installed on the guides and fixed it with fixers. A German bomber emerged from the clouds. Turning around, he began to dive. The bomb fell meters from the combat vehicle of Sergeant Asadov. The loader Nikolai Boykov, who carried the shell on his shoulder, did not have time to fulfill the command “Lie down!

The left hand was torn off with a fragment of the shell. Having gathered all the will and strength, the soldier, swaying, stood 5 meters from the installation. Another second -two would poke in the ground, and then there would be nothing alive for tens of meters around. Earth, with one jump, jumped to Boykov and picked up a shell falling from his shoulder. There was nowhere to charge him - the combat vehicle was burning, thick smoke fell from the cab.

Knowing that one of the gas tanks was under the seat in the cab, he carefully lowered the shell to the ground and rushed to help the driver Vasily Safonov fight fire. The fire was defeated. Despite the burnt hands, abandoning hospitalization, Assadov continued to fulfill the combat mission. Since then, he has fulfilled two duties: the gun and gunner commander. And in short breaks between battles he continued to write poetry.

Some of them are a “letter from the front”, “on the original line”, “in the dugout” entered the first book of his poems.At that time, the guards mortar units experienced an acute shortage of officer personnel. The best junior commanders with combat experience were sent to military schools by order of the command. So in the fall of the year, Eduard Assadov was urgently sent to the 2nd Omsk Guards Artminometing School.

For 6 months of study, it was necessary to undergo a two -year training course. We studied day and night, an hour a day. In May of the year, having successfully passed the exams and received the title of lieutenant and a letter for excellent successes in state final exams, he received 15 thirteen objects and only two “good”, Eduard Asadov arrived to the North Caucasus Front.

As the head of the communications head of the Division of the 50th Guards Artminometer Regiment of the 2nd Guards Army, he took part in the battles under the Stanza of the Crimean. Soon was the appointment to the 4th Ukrainian Front. He first served as an assistant to the commander of the battery of the guards mortars, and when the battalion commander Turchchenko near Sevastopol “went to increase” was appointed commander of the battery.

When the offensive of the 2nd Guards Army under the Armenian began, the “gate” turned out to be the most dangerous and difficult place for this period through the Turkish shaft, which the enemy beat continuously. It was extremely difficult to transport artillery to the gunners through the "gate". Major Khlyzov, the commander of the division, entrusted this heavier plot to Lieutenant Asadov, given his experience and courage.

Assadov calculated that shells fall into the "gate" exactly every three minutes. He made a risky but only possible decision: to slip with cars in these brief intervals between breaks. Having adjusted the car to the “gate”, after the next break, without waiting for even while the dust and smoke settled, he ordered the driver to turn on the maximum speed and rush forward.

Breaking through the “gate”, the lieutenant took another, empty car, returned back and, standing in front of the “gate”, again waited for the break and again repeated the throw through the “gate”, only in the reverse order. Then he again moved into the car with ammunition, again drove up to the aisle and thus spent the next car through the smoke and dust of the gap. In total, on that day, he made more than 20 such shots in one direction and the same amount to the other after the liberation of Perekop the troops of the 4th Ukrainian Front moved to the Crimea.

2 weeks before approaching Sevastopol, Lieutenant Asadov accepted the command of the battery. At the end of April, they occupied the village of Mamashai. It was ordered to place 2 batteries of guards mortars on the hill and in the hollow near the village of Belbek, in the immediate vicinity of the enemy. The terrain was visible through and through. For several nights, under continuous shelling, installations were prepared for battle.

After the first salvo on the battery, the enemy’s squalling collapsed. The main blow from the ground and from the air fell on the battery of Assadov, which was practically broken by the morning of May 3. However, many shells survived, while upstairs, on the battery of Ulyanov, there was a sharp lack of shells.

It was decided to transfer the surviving missile shells to Ulyanov’s battery to give a decisive volley before the assault on the enemy’s fortifications. At dawn, Lieutenant Asadov and the driver V. Akulov led the car loaded upward upward upwards upward the terrestrial units of the enemy immediately noticed a moving machine: ruptures of heavy shells now and then shake the ground.

When they got out on the plateau, they were also spotted from the air. Two "Junkers", emerging from the clouds, made a circle over the car - the machine gun queue obliquely sewn the upper part of the cab, and soon a bomb fell very close nearby. The motor worked with interruptions, the riddled machine moved slowly. The heaviest section of the road began. The lieutenant jumped out of the cab and went ahead, showing the driver the path among stones and funnels.

When the battery of Ulyanov was already not far, the rumble of smoke and flame shot up nearby - Lieutenant Asadov was seriously wounded and lost his vision forever. By starting years, the commander of the 2nd Guards Army, Lieutenant General I. Strelbitsky, in his book about Eduard Assadov, "people for you, people will write about his feat:" Eduard Assadov made an amazing feat.

Flight through death on an old cargo machine, on the enemy, under the continuous artillery and artillery and artillery. Under the bombing, it is a feat of traveling almost for the sake of saving the comrades - this is a feat of any doctor confidently that a person who has received such a wound is very much like to survive, but he was not only able to move. I have already seen a task brilliantly.It was necessary to believe in himself again, mobilize all the forces and will, to be able to love life again, to love to tell about it in their poems in all the variety of colors.

In the hospital between operations, he continued to write poetry. In order to impartially appreciate their dignity, and no professional poet read his poems then, he decided to send them to Korney Chukovsky, whom he knew not only as an author of funny children's books, but also as a tough and merciless critic. A few days later the answer came. According to Eduard Arkadyevich, "perhaps only his surname and date remained from the verses sent to him, almost every line was equipped with the lengthy comments of Chukovsky." The most unexpected for him was the conclusion: "