The theme of the war in V. Zakrutkin’s novel “The Mother of Man”
The theme of the war of our people with the fascist invaders is devoted to Vitaly Zakrutkin’s book The Mother of Man, written almost immediately after the end of the Great Patriotic War. In his book, the author recreated the image of a simple Russian woman who overcame the terrible blows of fate.
In September 1941, the Nazi troops advanced far into the depths of Soviet territory. Many areas of Ukraine and Belarus were occupied. Remained on the territory occupied by the Germans and lost in the steppes of hamlets, where the young woman Maria, her husband Ivan and their son Vasyatka lived happily. But the war spares no one. Having seized previously peaceful and abundant land, the fascists
Terrible trials did not break this woman.
Further events will reveal the grandeur of the soul of Mary, who has become truly the Mother of man. Hungry, exhausted, she absolutely does not think of herself, saving the girl Sanya, mortally wounded by the fascists. Sanya replaced the deceased Vasyatka, became a part of that life of Mary, which trampled the fascist invaders. When a girl dies, Maria almost goes mad, not seeing the meaning of her future existence. And yet she finds the strength in herself to live. With great difficulty overcoming grief.
Experiencing a burning hatred of the fascists, Maria, after encountering a wounded young German, throws herself madly at him with pitchforks, wishing to avenge her son and her husband. But the German, defenseless boy cried: “Mom, Mom!” And the heart of a Russian woman trembled. The great humanism of a simple Russian soul is very simply and clearly shown by the author in this scene.
Maria felt her duty to the people who had been hijacked to Germany, so she started harvesting from the collective farm fields not only for herself, but also for those who might still
So this brave woman was met by Soviet troops with children. And when the first Soviet soldiers entered the burnt farm, Maria thought that she gave birth not only to her son, but to all the children of peace deprived of war…
V. Zakrutkin’s book sounds like a hymn to a Russian woman, a beautiful symbol of humanism, the life and immortality of the human race.
Civil and private, the joy of victory and the bitterness of irreplaceable loss, socially-pathetic and intimate lyrical intonations intertwine in these works is inseparable. And all of them – a confession about the trials of the soul in the war with blood and death, losses and the need to kill; all of them – a literary monument to an unknown soldier.