Maria mikh. Kaverzneva Maria Mikhailovna
Maria Mikhailovna
This is the third time I’m resting and receiving treatment at the “Comprehensive Center for Social Services of the Population” of the Mariinsky Municipal District, in the day care department.
I first appeared here in the Year of the Teacher, I was invited as a veteran of teaching work. This honor was given to teachers and kindergarten workers that year. The ten-day stay for invited pensioners was free, as was transportation of pensioners to the building where the day care department is located. At 9 and 14 o'clock we had breakfast and lunch, and after lunch they took us home.
The medical worker measured our blood pressure and did exercises with us before breakfast, gave us vitamins, and after breakfast she carried out medical procedures in the medical office. They were prescribed by a doctor. The day was full of different things. Some went for treatment, others worked out on exercise equipment in the gym or were in the living room.
In our free time from treatment, we had fun: we played sports in the gym, went on excursions with a cultural organizer, and she played various games with us. We listened to lectures on psychology, took therapeutic sessions on self-regulation, met with employees of the City Library named after. V. A. Chivilikhin and with artists from amateur groups, read their poems aloud, held an exhibition of their knitting and embroidery works. We learned new songs and remembered the songs of our youth. The Mariinsk poetess and musician, Muzyka L.I., was relaxing with us; she played the button accordion, and we sang and danced. Our trip to the church was interesting, and then we stopped at the Chebulinsky Museum of Local Lore. My painting exhibition took place there.
It turned out that among us, vacationing at the pensioners' center, there was a very talented singer - Maria Mikhailovna Petrova. Despite her advanced age, she sang and danced. I learned that Maria Mikhailovna attends the amateur creative group “Wonderful Age”. He often speaks to vacationers in the day care department.
And this year, 2014, is the third time I’ve listened to the wonderful singing of retired singers. There are funny songs, and when sad songs are sung, Maria Mikhailovna’s eyes fill with tears.
At my request, the cultural organizer organized a meeting with her for a conversation. Maria Mikhailovna was very similar in height and appearance to my mother, Ekaterina Mikhailovna, so I wanted to find out about the life path of this small and talented woman.
We met. I was touched by her story about her childhood during the difficult war years. And the reason for her tears during the fun became clear to me. Difficult trials befell her since childhood.
Maria Mikhailovna Petrova was born on April 25, 1935 in the village of Polomoshnoye, Yashkinsky district. In the family of Mikhail Mikhailovich Petrov and Alexandra Stepanovna Izotova, this was the fifth child. The family now had two sons and three daughters. Five prosperous years of life passed after the birth of Mary.
From the story of Maria Mikhailovna: “When the Great Patriotic War began, I was five years old. I remember well how in the morning the chairman of the village council came to us together with NKVD workers. Dad was arrested and taken away. We don’t know when he was shot. They repressed him, shot him, eventually acquitted him, dad was not guilty, and rehabilitated him. What have we gone through without our father?!
I remember well the day when NKVD workers took my dad away from home. As soon as the gate slammed shut, my mother pushed us girls out the gate and kicked us out of the house. She shouted after them: “Take the children with you! I do not need them! I have nothing to feed them!” Her two sons, our brothers, remained at home. And she sternly told us: “Get out of here! And don't come back! Come back, I’ll cut off everyone’s heads!”
And off we went. We don’t know where to go. I was five years old, Gali was seven years old. And Lena was a little older than Gali. We went to the river, sat down on the bank, and hugged each other. We sat there hungry until the evening. And in the evening the wife of the chairman of the village council passed by and took us to the village council.
In the morning we were taken to the children's reception center, it was located at the Tutalskaya station. We lived here for a month. The older sister Lena was sent to an orphanage in the Tomsk region. Galya and I were taken to the Hungarian district, Chany station, to the Klyuchevskoy orphanage. It is near the Karachi resort. Our life was not the same as it was for the holidaymakers.
Life in this orphanage was terrible. There were no clothes or shoes. The dresses were all in patches. There was no food, we were very hungry. We were sent to pick quinoa, bunches, and herbs that could be eaten. They made a thin soup from them. On the collective farm field in the fall, we picked green cabbage leaves, dragged them to the river, rinsed them in water, then chopped the leaves. Prepared for the winter. All the children were starving, many were swollen from hunger and died. We ran to the cemetery, and there were graves, graves, in rows, and in all the graves lay orphanage children. We were scolded and beaten for running there.
The director of the orphanage was Anastasia Georgievna Gendysh. She was a very cruel woman. Together with the teacher Iraida Emelyanovna, she beat the children very hard and tried to hit them on the head for minor offenses. But the teacher Valentina Antonovna never beat us, she was a kind woman.
The war with the Nazis ended, and after Victory Day we didn’t get any better at living in the orphanage. The children grew up, their patched clothes were passed on by inheritance to the younger ones. So we lived in this orphanage for nine years. I turned 14 years old, and Valentina Antonovna was assigned to take Galya and me home.
The dresses had patches, but they gave me another one without holes, almost new. There are boots on my feet, the sole of one of them came off, so I screwed it to the boot with wire. They sent us home because we had already grown to a certain age. You can't keep him in the orphanage anymore.
We arrived at our station at two o'clock in the morning on August 26th. They didn't wait until morning. Even though I was little—I was five years old when they took us to the orphanage—I remembered the way. We walked along the sleepers. In the morning I brought the teacher and Galya to our house for two owners. From the side of our gate we could see the river. They entered the house from that side.
Mom was against the fact that we were sent home, shouting: “Take them back!” I don't need them." The teacher began to cry and tried to persuade my mother not to kick us out. But she couldn’t be taken to an orphanage; we grew up. She would have been fired from her job. Valentina Anatolyevna lived with us for nine days, persuading my mother to leave us at home.
She had to leave, she left an envelope with her address in case our mother kicked us out, we would come to live with her. That's what we decided on. The teacher left, my mother kicked us out of the gate the next day, shouting: “Leave home, go to Yurga, look for work!”
My sister and I went to Yurga. There is no money to pay for crossing the river. People said that we were from an orphanage, so they didn’t take money from us. In Yurga they went from house to house, looked for work, and got jobs as nannies. They got the job done. The owners were different: bad and greedy, but there were also good ones. Previously, women went to work two months after giving birth, so those who did not have assistants nearby hired nannies.
But in the spring, I persuaded my sister to go to the collective farm, earn workdays in order to get bread for the winter. The owner asked me to hang out with her son, but we went home. And she had no one to leave the child with, so she brought him to us. The boy lived with us for weeks. Mom hung out with him. And we got a job on a collective farm.
And our working life began. I worked as a plow cleaner. The tractor driver plowed the ground on the tractor, and I sat on the seat of the plow, cleaning it when it became clogged with earth. There were no normal shoes. I wrapped up footcloths and put on galoshes on top. They were drowning in the mud.
Then they put me to work as a calf shepherd, and I also worked as a milkmaid. She worked hard milking the cows, since at that time they were milking 25 cows by hand. I got married, my husband and I left for Mariinsk. And here she worked as a night nanny in a school with delayed development of children, and from there she retired.”
I listened to Maria Mikhailovna’s story and thought: “But how many other such difficult fates have there been among children from families in which parents were repressed?! Many years later it turned out that they were not guilty and were rehabilitated. But the children whose fathers died on the fronts of the Great Patriotic War in the fight against the fascist invaders also experienced a difficult life.”
And in old age, these children, already pensioners, now have the opportunity to warm their souls in the “Comprehensive Center for Social Services for the Population”, in the day care department, where all employees are happy to see them and work with them.
In the photo is Maria Mikhailovna.
On May 19 (6), 2012, in Argentina, in the city of Buenos Aires, Maria Mikhailovna Bauman (nee Borel), the granddaughter of the founder of the Volunteer Army, Infantry General Mikhail Vasilyevich Alekseev, died.
Her parents are staff captain L.-Gv. His Majesty's Ulan Regiment Mikhail Konstantinovich Borel (1895-1978) and Vera Mikhailovna (1899-1992), the youngest daughter of General Alekseev, knew each other from the Volunteer Army, and got married in exile, in 1921.
The Borel family lived in Belgrade, the capital of Yugoslavia, where little Masha was born on November 16, 1927. “In every Russian family,- Maria Mikhailovna joked, - There must be your own Masha!..”
During the Second World War, when the Reds began to approach Yugoslavia, the Borel family, along with numerous relatives, was forced to leave for Germany - there was no other way for evacuation, and the relatives of General M.V. remained in Belgrade. Alekseev was unsafe...
First, Maria Mikhailovna ended up in Berlin with her parents, then in Poznan, in the western part of Poland. But even from there they soon had to retreat through Germany, closer to the Swiss border, where the end of the war found the family.
Until 1947, Maria Mikhailovna, her parents and relatives were in the French occupation zone, then they moved near Munich to a camp for displaced persons organized by the Americans. Only in February 1949 did the opportunity open up to leave from there for distant Argentina, where the entire large family arrived on March 1 of the same year.
Life in Argentina was very difficult at first: the first days they lived in an immigration house, then the family was sheltered by a Russian officer who had a small house of his own. Only later, when father, older brother and Maria Mikhailovna herself managed to find work in a new country for them, life returned to normal.
In Argentina, Maria Mikhailovna worked in a German company. She married Alexander Vladimirovich Borel, the son of a Russian white emigrant. The husband, Alexander Vladimirovich, was a doctor and worked in a laboratory. Alexander Vladimirovich and Maria Mikhailovna had two daughters - Vera and Elizaveta...
To all these biographical facts, it is necessary to add that all her life, until her death, Maria Mikhailovna was rooting for the Russian Cause with her soul and carried out active social work.
The author of these lines had the opportunity to meet Maria Mikhailovna Bauman back in the mid-nineties of the last century. This personal acquaintance left a deep mark then, resulting in extensive correspondence, close cooperation and the friendship that, regardless of age, arises between people who are very close in spirit and ideological views...
Then, in the mid-1990s, the general atmosphere in Russia Abroad began to change greatly. Alas, not for the better. The last White Warriors passed away from life, and most of their descendants “went into everyday life”; membership in White organizations that continued the ideological struggle against communism and its legacy became, to put it mildly, very “unfashionable” among the emigrants... They began to talk about the continuation of the White struggle as an “irrelevant” matter... Games of agreement and reconciliation with heirs of the Bolshevik regime, the “Red Cadets” movement was born - a new change of leadership, and a few years later - preparations for the treacherous “unification” of the Russian Orthodox Church Outside of Russia with the Moscow Patriarchate...
In these conditions of the beginning of the spiritual, physical and ideological-political dying of the Russian emigration, very few dared to defend the traditions and principles on which the Russian White military emigration stood for more than 70 years.
But Maria Mikhailovna was always proud of the fact that her grandfather stood at the origins of the White struggle, emphasizing that her father was a participant in the White movement and was a member of the Russian All-Military Union. Whenever possible, she herself took part in the affairs of the EMRO.
The granddaughter of the founder of the Volunteer Army wholeheartedly supported what was carried out by the Chairman of the EMRO, Lieutenant V.V. Granitov transferred the White work to the Native Land and actively contributed to this process, sending like-minded people in Russia books on the history and ideology of the White movement, so rare in the 1990s, and unique materials about the Russian emigration.
“My deeply respected grandfather,- Maria Mikhailovna wrote in one of her letters to members of the EMRO in Russia, - of blessed memory, General Mikhail Vasilyevich Alekseev, in 1917, said and wrote in his letters to his wife: “We must light a torch so that there is at least one bright point in the darkness that has engulfed Russia” and also - “We must not be afraid to dare!”
I am happy to know that the lighted torch by General M.V. Alekseev, a great Russian patriot, burning with fiery love for Russia, has not faded away, but, thanks to... the continuers of his work, like you... - it flares up and gains strength. Praying to the Lord for the revival of our dear Motherland and following the example of my grandfather, I dare to say: “Russia, rise from the darkness that has enveloped you! Let the covenants of the Lord - faith in God, a sense of honor, duty and the search for truth - again become your guides! And, if you follow this path, then, as predicted by the great Russian saints, you will shine throughout the whole world with a bright light in unshakable power and glory!”
To all of you, dear and deeply respected compatriots, I sincerely wish you strength, health, energy and good spirits to carry the banner of White Russia to the victorious end with the help of God...”
While maintaining contacts with members of the EMRO in Russia and helping them whenever possible, Maria Mikhailovna at the same time disapproved of the idea of transferring relics and archival materials of emigration to museums and archives of the Russian Federation. The granddaughter of the founder of the Volunteer Army considered such a transfer to be premature and inconsistent with the political situation in the homeland (we note here that the archive of General Alekseev was taken to the Russian Federation against her wishes and opinion).
Her fundamentally irreconcilable position towards the heirs of the communist regime very often came into sharp conflict with the desires of the “reconciling and agreeing” emigrant masses around her. She - a small, fragile woman - with the firmness of her position, seemed to set an example for those who were indifferent, retreated and adapted. But among these indifferent, retreating and adapting people there were many men who once wore shoulder straps - cadet or even officer!..
Is it any wonder that at a critical moment for the entire Orthodox Church of the so-called “unification”, Maria Mikhailovna found herself among the faithful children of the ROCOR who did not support the Kremlin-Lubyanka political scam?..
Maria Mikhailovna also took the tragedy of her second homeland - Serbia - close to her heart. In one of her letters, in May 1999, she wrote:
“The Serbian tragedy, the tragedy of the Slavic Orthodox people, is experienced by all of us Russians, especially those born in Serbia, incredibly, painfully. I am incredibly outraged by the endless lies and disinformation of Western countries. After all, the territory of Kosovo has belonged to Serbia since the 7th century. There are many ancient Orthodox monasteries and churches, as well as historical Serbian monuments - not a single Albanian one! Satanists commit not only genocide, but ritual destruction. The reasons lie much, much deeper than protecting the Albanians...
Sometimes another thought comes to mind: under the guise of protecting the “defenseless,” is World War 3 being started!? The same forces that are destroying all foundations throughout the world!”
Maria Mikhailovna was the real granddaughter of the Supreme Leader of the Volunteer Army and sacredly honored the memory of her grandfather, jealously protecting her from attacks from enemies and ill-wishers.
Thanks to her ebullient energy, in 2000 a voluminous book, supplied with a large number of documents, by Vera Mikhailovna Alekseeva-Borel “Forty years in the ranks of the Russian Imperial Army: General M.V.” was published in Russia. Alekseev" is a unique work dedicated to the life of General Alekseev, the history of the Russian Imperial Army and the White movement.
The death of Maria Mikhailovna Bauman is a great loss for the Russian emigration in Buenos Aires, for all her relatives and friends in Argentina and Russia.
On behalf of the Russian General Military Union and on my own behalf, I express sincere condolences to the daughters of Maria Mikhailovna, Vera Alexandrovna and Elizaveta Alexandrovna, her grandchildren and granddaughters - Sofia, Alexandra, Nikolai, Marina, Alexander, brother Mikhail, all the relatives, friends and friends of the deceased.
Everlasting memory!
I.B. Ivanov, Chairman of the EMRO
Kaverzneva Maria Mikhailovna (1932-2012)
Kaverzneva Maria Mikhailovna was born on October 19, 1932 on Arbat in Moscow. In 1956 she graduated from the First Moscow Medical Institute named after. I.M. Sechenov. From 1956 to 1967 worked at the Central Institute of Hematology and Blood Transfusion. In 1965 she defended her Ph.D. thesis. In 1967, she came to work in the oncohematology department of the Moscow Regional Scientific Research Clinical Institute, created by academician N.N. Blokhin. Already a well-known specialist in the field of oncohematology, candidate of medical sciences, Maria Mikhailovna was the first to lay the foundations for modern treatment of the most severe oncological disease - Hodgkin's lymphoma. I used everything new and progressive in my work. Her recommendations were highly valued and quickly became a guide in the work of doctors. Thanks to painstaking work, this disease has now been studied, successfully diagnosed and treated. Life continues not only in cured sick women, but also in the children of these patients, who were able to be born thanks to the dedicated work of scientists. For many years, the authority of M.M. Kaverzneva. in the treatment of Hodgkin's lymphoma was undeniable.
Maria Mikhailovna is a worthy heir to the largest merchant families in Russia, patrons of the arts and benefactors. She is the great-great-granddaughter of the Morozovs: Maria Feodorovna and Timofey Savvich; great-granddaughter of the Krestovnikovs: Yulia Timofeevna and Grigory Alexandrovich; granddaughter of the Stakheevs: Sofia Grigorievna and Dmitry Ivanovich. The oncohematology department, where Maria Mikhailovna worked for many years, was located in the Staro-Ekaterininskaya hospital, which was built by the Morozovs. A representative of a noble family put a large family archive in order. Many books published over the past decades about the Morozovs, Krestovnikovs and Stakheevs contain photographs kindly provided to the authors by the generous Maria Mikhailovna. Visitors to the unique Museum of Russian Entrepreneurs, Patrons and Philanthropists see in the halls original exhibits, photographs, personal belongings, portraits of intellectuals who laid the foundations of Russian culture, science and education. This became possible thanks to the help of their worthy descendants, including Maria Mikhailovna Kaverzneva. Always friendly, she willingly shared memories of her family and friends. Local historians from our school visited her on March 23, 1998. She showed valuable family heirlooms. The silver-bound book “The Krestovnikov Family Chronicle” was written in 1903. She donated many photographs to the school museum. Maria Mikhailovna died on February 7, 2012 in Moscow. She was buried at the Vostryakovsky cemetery.
The works of Maria Mikhailovna Kaverzneva in the field of hematology, her contribution to the treatment of the most complex cancer disease, her kindness and generosity should not be forgotten!
Photos:
1 Portrait of Maria Mikhailovna Kaverzneva (1932-2012)
2.,3,4 Portraits of the Morozovs, Krestlovnikovs and Stakheevs
5 Staro-Ekaterininskaya Hospital. Shchepkina street
6. Maria Mikhailovna Kaverzneva and student of school No. 1861 “Zagorye” Palkina Ekaterina. Photo March 23, 1998.
Maria Mikh (founder of the RED LINE dance school) told Geometria about what she will never do, what kind of music she wants to create and where she dreams of going for a whole year.
Masha, what place does dancing occupy in your life?
Dancing has always been and will always come first for me. I have been dancing since I was three years old, like many, I started with the classics of folk and pop dances. Our whole family is creative, my mother is also a choreographer. Already at the age of twelve I began teaching younger groups. I can't imagine my life without dancing!
Do you have any favorite dance styles?
She started her dance career with hip-hop. And this is still one of my favorite destinations! I love hop, house, strip, funk and a lot of other things, too long to list. I want to develop in all directions and discover something new.
How did the RED LINE dance school come about?
My brother and I were just starting to dance hop and house. We constantly went to classes and festivals, since there were no such destinations in our city. First, they opened a club at the college where I studied. There were more and more people wanting to dance and we started thinking about renting a separate room for our own studio. My brother and I opened a dance school in 2010. We changed several locations and eventually settled here, on Pyatnitskaya. They put their soul into the arrangement and now we have a full-fledged studio with two halls, changing rooms and a shower. It turned out very cozy. Why RED LINE? In fact, the name appeared accidentally and quite impulsively. My brother loves the color red and somehow wanted to combine it with the pulse line. In general, this is how RED LINE came out. A lot happens unexpectedly and I'm glad about it.
Are you going to any master classes now?
I try, but it doesn't always work out. This, of course, upsets me. Our guys just returned from the largest festival, Respect my talent, in St. Petersburg. Our guys passed the selection and for the first time in the history of Kirov hop made it into the top battle bracket. You always need to move forward; one reward does not solve anything. I am inspired to create by music and the emotions that students give. I have long dreamed of going to the Broadway dance center in New York for at least a year. This will be an unrealistic upgrade for me.
Do you have a large coaching staff?
Teachers are the basis of our studio; my brother and I are very picky in this regard. Especially my brother. He and I are perfectionists and always try to bring everything to the ideal. Many people forget that not every great performer can be a great coach. And vice versa. We don't have a very large coaching staff, but those who teach in our studio definitely know how to do it. We have a main team, Red Line Girls, for coaches and dancers, a second concert group, Red Line Beginners, and a mixed team for girls and boys, the Red Line Fam. We teach you not just to repeat movements to music, but to achieve high results in dancing as quickly as possible. Of course, I teach at school myself, I couldn’t do it without it! Our teachers and I are putting on performances and are now actively preparing for the reporting concert in May.
How do you feel about criticism and competition?
Healthy criticism is always good. Criticism gives a dancer growth! I’ll say this about competitors - there aren’t many full-fledged studios with decent coaching staff in the city. At the same time, each studio is good in something of its own. Yes, one way or another, we compete with each other. But this is an absolutely healthy environment for further development, because each of the studios has its own niche and its own students.
Do you have any creative projects in your plans?
For now, all my thoughts and efforts are aimed at preparing for the reporting concert, so there is not much time left for collaboration. We recently worked on creating images of funny aliens for a party in honor of the seventh anniversary of the Geometria portal. I am happy when I manage to take part in such events.
What do you prefer to do in your free time?
When I have free hours, I knit, dye, practice vocals, play games... There are so many interesting things around! I'm hooked on Verber in books, I want to read all his works. I am happy to devote time to another of my brainchild – my own atelier. It all started with the fact that I studied sewing and design in order to sew costumes for the entire cast of dancers.
Are you now making more than just dance costumes?
That's right. I sew everything: from ballroom and gymnastics costumes to evening dresses and hop clothes. In order to keep abreast of current trends, of course, you need to follow fashion. This is the only way to come up with something unusual; not everyone needs classics. Basically, I work on orders myself. I have an assistant Nastya, if there are a lot of orders, she is on hand. I like small, painstaking work with rhinestones and beads, I like to work on interesting sketches. It happens that there is some kind of fatigue and no inspiration. Then your favorite music comes to the rescue. A few tracks and I'm ready to create again! I’m planning to launch the “M13” clothing line soon. I think many will appreciate it.
How does your day usually go?
I often work at night, so getting up early is a real problem for me. In the morning, my cat and I stretch lazily, and then she asks for food. I still have to get out of bed. The day and evening are usually very busy: training interspersed with tailoring. Sometimes you manage to go to the movies with friends if you don’t have to go perform again at night.
Is sport on your schedule?
There are so many workouts in my life that you could say I live for sports. The muscles are in constant tone, so there is no point in going to the gym. I eat whenever I have to, I don’t always have time. By the way, I am indifferent to sweets.
Do you have some kind of “I will never...” principle?
I will never say anything about others behind their back. I am against hypocrisy, so if I don’t like something, I’ll say it straight. But not many are ready to hear the truth.
So far my schedule does not allow me to escape from the city. I dream of finding time for a full vacation to enjoy the sea and sun. The most important goal now is to hold a reporting concert on May 26 at the Cosmos cultural center. We are keeping the topic secret for now. The preparation is intense, but it’s so nice to see the efforts of the whole team. I am glad that thanks to dancing we are developing our city and making it a little better.
