As they say, children are the flowers of life. Our children are the flowers of life! Santa Claus is coming to you
The 1st All-Russian Contest of Diaries of Adoptive Families “Our Stories” of the Timchenko Charitable Foundation has come to an end. The laureates of the competition, together with their families, will come to Moscow for the awards ceremony, which will take place tomorrow, November 24, at the State Historical Museum.
432 works from different regions of the Russian Federation were submitted for consideration by the jury.
We present the story that won the Grand Prix of the competition — the story of Irina Larionova from Novosibirsk. Irina and her husband Vasily have 2 adopted sons.
"Well, how do you like me?"
For the first time I realized how you can drown in the eyes ..... This day was six years ago, but like yesterday! We arrived at the shelter on December 29 - everyone is in a hurry, New Year's Eve. The kid was warned that “aunt Ira and uncle Vasya” were coming, because he had just turned 5 years old, just a couple of weeks ago. And now he is waiting, we are driving along a broken winter road from Novosibirsk to the region, we drive up - our knees are trembling: how will we see you? how will you meet? what will he say? happy or not?
We go. We were greeted cordially, as if they were our own, we go to the stairs, we go up (the stairs with a bend - the upper landing is not visible), I raise my head and almost the package with the gifts does not fall out of my hands. So many eyes! Finally, I see HIM - that's when I drowned in my eyes, as in space. There was no one around, just me and the baby.
And now, when I have both failures and victories, I immediately remember that moment.
We are going home: he is in the back seat, pressed into the chair (although he already knew us well), quiet, quiet. And around everything sparkles from white snow: fields, road, crowns of trees, roofs of village houses ... The road is long - about two hours along the highway - and all the way we drove in silence, looked into each other's eyes.
We went up to the apartment, unwrapped ourselves from winter clothes. The kid in the huge apartment, like a mouse, cringed, in the eyes of the question: well, how am I? How can I be here?
For three months they didn’t stick to each other at all, they lived like they were glued: my dad and I set the coffee table and visited our baby, in his little children’s world, full of fears, pain, despair, cold and hunger. And slowly that world was leaving, letting go of the baby: our eyes shone, and we began to sing, and dance, and learn to play: yes, yes, just play, even elementary, with cars, we didn’t know how before.
He became liberated, and there was a need for the help of specialists - psychologists. Our first assistants were psychologists from the Solar Circle. How many hours did we spend with them! The kid learned to live in another world: without pain and cold, without screams and quarrels: in a world where there is mom and dad (we became mom and dad on the second day and then wept into the pillow with joy all night).
From him I learned to love "just like that"
So we went hand in hand, making every step together, intertwined like a cord: it seems not very powerful, but not to break. There have been so many moments in life when the spirit is captured either by happiness or by despair: there was everything. And most importantly, people along the way came across sincere, not indifferent, and in care, and everywhere.
After all, there are a million questions, and you will not always find the answer alone. We are still friends with everyone we met along the way.
Our kid is so sociable, friendly, talented and sincere.
Next to him, the whole world became kinder and happier. A year later, almost our entire district knew us, he managed to chat with everyone. We will sit on all the benches and we will not deprive all the grandmothers of attention, we got to know everyone with the guys.
For the first time I met a man who loves the whole world, loves just like that: sincerely, from the bottom of his heart, and we adults had a lot to learn from him!!! The little man, who saw only pain and fear, loved life in all its manifestations, he loves people, and, surprisingly, EVERYONE.
Santa Claus is coming to you
New Year. Ordered Santa Claus home for Sasha. Dressed up. The Christmas tree was prepared and gifts: we are sitting, waiting, there is no and no our Grandfather. All eyes have already been overlooked, but they didn’t tell the kid about the surprise: he is languishing in a suit, waiting for something, but he doesn’t know what yet.
What to do, Santa Claus did not come, embarrassment, but we are not lost, we take out gifts, eat sweets, play! The kid did not understand what the parents were up to, what they wanted from him?
Two days pass, everyone is at home on the couch, we are not waiting for guests, and suddenly a phone call: Santa Claus is coming to you !!! The stairs are already going to the apartment! What to do, we don’t have time to put on a suit for Sasha, it’s good that something was left in the bins from the gifts. The doorbell rings, I open it, quickly hide the gifts in Grandfather's bag, go into the room and ... The child has a stupor, he saw Santa Claus for the first time at the age of six. Scared. It stands, as if not a boy, but a wooden Pinocchio.
Grandfather to him and songs, and dances, and a show with balls. Well, fifteen minutes later our Pinocchio came to life. Here it came to poetry, and to a photo with Grandfather. True, when Santa Claus decided to shake the baby in his arms, Sasha again became Pinocchio. Grandfather holds him in his arms, and Sanka stretched out his arms like sticks parallel in front of him, and froze. Santa Claus was sensitive, he let go of our guy’s hands and again let’s dance in circles. Sanka thawed again.
Grandfather left, and we sat quietly for a long time and did not believe what it was. And then our baby then class up to the third on all the Christmas trees touched Santa Claus, looked into his eyes - he was looking for that very, REAL, who came home.
Thank you human teacher!
Days fly and years, you do not notice them in the bustle. And, it seems, your baby is still quite a son, but you look - no!
It will be 11 years soon, and six years of our life has passed like one day. And now I remember his first solo appearance on stage. Dress rehearsal: there are a lot of people in the hall, Sanka comes out, sings something or tries to sing, I prompt from the audience, the vocal teacher too. Everyone was asleep. He descends from the stage, but we cannot take the microphone from his hands - he grabbed it so hard! With difficulty, the microphone was returned, and he stood like that for half an hour with interlocked handles. And again, thanks to an excellent vocal teacher: the guy sang, got involved, and we are so happy to hear from our son: “singing is my life!”
LIFE! JOY! HAPPINESS! GOOD! WARM! PARTICIPATION - such simple words, we hear and say them every day, but how much they mean for those who need them, those whose lives depend on them. I so experience every moment of our family’s life and understand: if there weren’t so many kind and truly sympathetic people around, we wouldn’t achieve such results, how much harder and more confusing our path would be.
We go with the boys along the road, and there is a kitten, dirty, unhappy, and, of course: “Mom! oh mom!" You understand: you can’t leave without a kitten, and you take, and carry, and wash, and feed, and all because you can’t refuse your children mercy and compassion!
For me, there is nothing more important in the world than the happy and calm eyes of my children: yes, yes, because I saw their eyes differently: full of tears, resentment, disappointment ... Everything can be given for our children not to remember that when - something was different. And so you run and fly, and jump, and try to make your children joyful every day, so that they believe that happiness can be created with your own hands: albeit small, imperceptible to others, but important and common for you and your loved ones.
We try to teach this to our children, that's why every day is so important for us, that's why we are strong when we are together, when we are hand in hand.
Second
How much pain was in my heart when the eldest son said: "I will not have a family, but there will be a dog or a boy from an orphanage." Here are the years of orphanage!
There are many roads in our life, and we go, choosing our own path. And there are many days in our life: they flash, they fly by, but there are those that remain with us forever.
There was another day and the eyes of a second child: she came to the orphanage for the long-awaited second son and while she was waiting ... in general, she left with a completely different one.
The first time - hugs, but also grinding, of course. Adult boy - 11 years old. Wow. It was different. Only love helps, and also help: psychologists, guardianship. The path is difficult but joyful.
I remember everyone who helped us
And how many memories! And joint holidays with the same children, and mutual assistance of foster parents. Go to the park together, arrange competitions, drink tea - it would seem that simple joys, but for us these are common joys, because we went through so much together ... It's so nice and so necessary to see the smiles of people, those who are happy for you, understand you without words, and rejoices, and grieves with you!
So the days that I want to talk about come up in my memory: you start talking and don’t stop, and all because every day with our children is like the first.
I sent my sons to the summer camp - I thought I would not survive the day of separation. Survived three. Rushed, and the children are happy! They didn’t even remember that the phones were turned off! My husband and I thought: let's take a break in the summer for at least a month, the boys are on vacation, but no! Empty in the house without them and lonely.
Parent's day at summer camp. Heat. The children are all excited about the holiday. How can parents boast of success. We watch with dad, and the heart stops. So it's not all in vain. All sleepless nights, and tears, and anxieties are not in vain. And before the eyes of the faces of people who are always there and helped.
"Mom, let's get a kitten!"
There are a lot of animals in the house, we live in a private house: three dogs, two cats, birds, turtles, but here we go with the boys along the road, and there is a kitten, such a small one, dirty, unhappy, hungry, and, of course: “Mom! oh mom!" You understand: you can’t leave without a kitten, and you take, and carry, and wash, and feed, and all because you can’t refuse your children mercy and compassion!
I can’t find words to tell everything and convey those feelings of us, parents, and our children.
We all try to be happy and go to this land of happiness together. Someone is faster, someone is slower, someone is successful, someone is not very good, but we all want the same thing - health and happiness for our children, relatives and ourselves.
And so you run and fly, and jump, and try to make your children joyful every day, so that they believe that happiness can be created with your own hands: albeit small, imperceptible to others, but important and common for you and your loved ones.
My husband and I know for sure that we were not mistaken in becoming parents - foster parents, although, frankly, we are RELATIVE!
I am proud when I hear “mom, mom” and I want to go forward, fly!
And fireworks are bursting in the heart from tenderness and love for their children!
September 1 - every time your heart skips a beat when you take your child to school, even if not by the hand, but side by side "shoulder to shoulder"!
We say children are the flowers of life! How accurate is this comparison? Children are work every day, these are mistakes, these are successes, these are tears and laughter, these are torn pants, deuces and fives, holidays, ... you can’t list everything! Children are just life, life itself. It happens that we quarrel so that “feathers fly”, and then we sit on the sofa, hug, cuddle - well, much more dear!
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There are so many worries and troubles with children. Sometimes you think: they would have grown up as soon as possible, let them live their own lives ... And they grow up, and suddenly you realize how little you appreciated the precious childhood time allotted to you. The further you go, the more you realize that this is perhaps the main truth about children: they grow up very quickly. It often seems to young parents that the way it is now will always be. Eternal screams at night, eternal "on the handles", eternal games with cars, sobs during separation and the same tale for the hundredth time. I so want it to change as soon as possible. So that he would rather grow up, learn, be able to do it himself ...
So it will be: he will grow up and be able to do it himself, and very quickly. After all, we are busy, we have work, relationships, a creative life, but just business, and we live the childhood of our children in fragments. A year and a half at the beginning, then half an hour in the evening, half a day on the day off and two weeks on vacation. If we count the “hockey time” of our parenting, is that much going on? And how much of it we spent on reproaches, notations, on “leave me alone”, “wait” and “go do your homework better” ...
In this topic, I want to offer young parents ten commandments, tips that I would like them to use in raising their children. The author of these ten commandments, Janusz Korczak, is an outstanding Polish teacher, writer, doctor and public figure.
So that the publication is not boring and moralizing, I will add a photo of children on the topic "Children in nature with a bunch of flowers." Maybe some ideas for photo dolls for a contest on the same theme, which is currently running on our favorite site!
"TEN COMMANDMENTS FOR PARENTS"
1. Don't expect your child to be like you or the way you want. Help him become not you, but himself.
2. Do not ask your child to pay for everything you have done for him. You gave him life, how can he thank you? 
He will give life to another, that to a third, and this is an irreversible law of gratitude. 
3. Do not take out your grievances on the child, so that in old age you do not eat the bitter bread of loneliness. For what you sow, that will come up.
4. Don't look down on his problems. Life is given to everyone according to their strength and, be sure, it is no less difficult for him than for you, and maybe more, because he has no experience.
5. Do not humiliate!
6. Do not forget that the most important meetings of a person are his meetings with children. Pay more attention to them - we can never know who we meet in a child. 
7. Don't beat yourself up if you can't do something for your child. Be ashamed if you can, but you don't. Remember, not enough is done for a child if everything is not done.
8. A child is not a tyrant who takes over your whole life, not only the fruit of flesh and blood. This is the precious cup that Life has given you for keeping and developing the creative fire in it. This is the liberated love of a mother and father, who will grow not “ours”, “their own” child, but a living soul given for careful preservation. 
9. Know how to love someone else's child. Never do to someone else what you would not like to be done to yours. 
10. Love your child in any way - untalented, unlucky, adult. Communicating with him - rejoice, because the child is a holiday that is still with you.
I really want parents to understand their child's childhood as a short and valuable gift - a time when you can be with him, take care, please, hug, listen, be a guard for him, create a supply of "kisses" for life ahead.
Don't rush time. Wash your undershirts and buy locomotives. Enjoy.
Children are the flowers of life
Anastasia Raevskaya
Children are the flowers of life
No wonder they say so
No need for extra charisma here,
All children are our flowering garden.
Here are the seeds, ordinary, simple,
They are unremarkable
But we can grow all such talents,
Which we could be proud of.
With love, tremulous and tender,
We will plant a new sprout
And we will grow with him, of course,
Beautiful fiery flower.
Let's add some patience
And, of course, kindness
And we won't leave it unattended
Your favorite flowers.
We will give them a smile
Carry your warmth for them,
All by calling we are people,
We are destined to do good.
And here we see the results
Here are our first shoots
I know that I am a counselor
And all of them, my flowers!
Children are the flowers of life
They are a flowering garden
Childhood is in our thoughts
And everyone is happy to remember.
Counselor - the profession of a bird,
Do not learn it in books
You just need to fall in love with children,
Give them your heart.
Give them love and affection
Warm the warmth of your hands
Open them a new fairy tale,
Protect from troubles and separations. 
Thank you for watching and reading to the end.
Children are the flowers of life
Children are the flowers of life
The expression was formed on the basis of the phrase “children are the living flowers of the earth” from the story “Former People” (1897) by the writer Maxim Gorky (pseudonym of Alexei Maksimovich Peshkov, 1868-1936).
Encyclopedic Dictionary of winged words and expressions. - M.: "Lokid-Press". Vadim Serov. 2003 .
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Exist., Number of synonyms: 1 children (26) ASIS Synonym Dictionary. V.N. Trishin. 2013 ... Synonym dictionary
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Nasibullina Raushania Adgamovna, primary school teacher
MOU "Gymnasium No. 2" named after Baki Urmanche, Nizhnekamsk
Children are the flowers of life.
Children are the flowers of life. These are delicate flowers, carefully cultivated by parents, bringing harmony, happiness, joy, new sensations and desires to the family. We, primary school teachers, are trusted by parents to grow these flowers. Every father, every mother wishes that the sprout of his flower would put down reliable roots, be covered with green leaves and bloom to the joy of everyone around. How to justify the hopes and aspirations of parents? After all, no flower is similar to another, all are different. The teacher begins the search... He selects the necessary theoretical material, studies the individual characteristics of each child, prepares fertile ground, creates a suitable psychological atmosphere, and the warmth of the soul and the light of his radiant eyes, laid down by nature, should be enough for everyone.
It seems that everything is ready ... And what about the ways, directions of education and upbringing? Which of them to choose? The educational system is undergoing great changes today. The teacher is given the opportunity to use new technologies in teaching, choose variable textbooks, and create author's programs. The teacher himself can use the most successful technologies, methods and teaching methods aimed at achieving the main goal: the maximum development in each person of his genetically determined capabilities and abilities, the formation of rational critical thinking, in accordance with natural inclinations and intellectual abilities, arming him with knowledge of modern science and technology and technologies to achieve the maximum socio-economic and moral effect. Therefore, today a teacher should not only have in-depth knowledge, but also have communicative qualities, empathy, strive for partnerships with their students, be able to use a variety of tools and techniques, innovative technologies in their activities, own the technique of research work, its organization and analysis. This means that the teacher must constantly improve, develop, learn. Only then it is possible to bring up a creative, searching and finding, self-fulfilling and competitive, developed personality.
First graders are an unread book, largely unfinished, full of secrets and surprises. The most important task of a primary school teacher is to find the key to every secret of the child's soul, to be ready to meet with his every surprise. Such a task can be solved only through an individual approach, through the determination of the individual trajectory of the student's development. Therefore, it is not by chance that the methodical theme "Development of the creative abilities of the individual through the implementation of an individual approach to the child" was chosen.
Before starting work, it is necessary to study the character of the child, relationships in the family and with friends, interests, in our gymnasium it is necessary to take into account knowledge of the Tatar language. Parents are my active assistants in this activity, we are united - the school and the family. "The development of the child's personality together with the family" is a methodological theme in educational work. I receive information about the child through questionnaires and individual conversations with parents, visiting the family. The older generation also comes to the rescue: grandparents. Only then can I determine the individual trajectory of the child's development. Taking into account the capabilities of the student, his creative potential, existing knowledge and even a small, but my own life experience, I make cards for individual work in all subjects. In my work I use the program “Creating a situation for choosing a learning task in a lesson”, developed by scientists from the Moscow Institute for Advanced Training of Teachers. I shared my experience of working on this program at the August conference of educators of the Nizhnekamsk municipal district.
In my lessons I teach children objective self- and mutual evaluation. At the same time, the child not only names the mark, but also analyzes it, reviews the answer of a friend. Such work teaches the student responsibility, forms arbitrary attention, activates, develops the skills of a full answer.
Communication with parents, grandparents is very close. They are happy to attend open lessons and extracurricular activities, the most memorable were: “I love my grandmother”, “What you see in the nest, you will see in flight”, “Praise the handsthat smell like bread."
I can’t imagine my life without self-education, advanced training courses, which not only answer the questions that arise in the process of education and upbringing, but also give new strength, inspiration in a difficult but beloved job.
Am I satisfied with the results of my work? Yes, because my students are disciplined, active, responsible, hardworking, respectful of others, love to learn, discover the unknown, learn new things, and I, peering into their smiling, joyful, happy faces, reveal the secrets of their souls, reveal the inclinations. I realize: my delicate flowers have found reliable roots, unfolded and stretched leaves, formed the first buds. Soon, very soon they will begin to open, delighting the world with their bright petals ...
