What I read to the 6th class
Saturday, September 21st, 2013 at 7:00 pm by Saltanat KubanychbekovnaAfter Jumabai ata died I read his "Spring on the jailoo" to the 6th class on Monday, from his blog, printed on a clean page. Then I asked: what does the radio smell of? Silence. Then a boy said "dust". Then a girl said "batteries". The grandfather's radio in the poem has never smelled the grass, of course.
That is a good lesson in the poem, and in the history of the radio in Irad.
I printed "For those who left" too. I did not read it aloud. Some of the children knew why.
Saltanat eje, thank you. Grandfather would have laughed about the batteries. He was prouder of the batteries than of the poem.