The greatest national holiday in our
country is Victory Day. On the 9th of
May, 1945, the Soviet Army and its
allies completely defeated the German
fascists and the Second World War
and the Great Patriotic War ended.
Victory day. I personally have quite
contradictory feelings about this
event. On the one hand, I feel patriotic
and proud of my Motherland, which
managed to protect its independence.
On the other hand, though, I fell sorry
for soldiers and civils, who sacrificed
their lives in order to protect the
not only the country, but its new
generations. 70 years have passed
since the day.
Thanks his and other simple soldiers
daily feat of arms fascism was defeated!
We bow our thanks the simple
soldier, but the real hero! I`m proud of
my great-grandfather. He fought so
that I was able to realize my dream
into reality. My great-grandfather,
Semchenko Alexey Zakharovich was a
veteran of World War II.
At that time he was only 12 years old.
He lived in a village occupied by the
Nazis. His father’s relationship with
the guerrillas shot by the Germans,
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