"Phone call". A touching story by Sergei Georgiev

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Alyosha entered the telephone booth and dialed Slavkin’s number. Busy...
Having nothing else to do, Alyosha began to look at the numbers carelessly written and scratched on the inside wall of the booth.
But this one, away from everyone else, is written neatly. Without knowing why, Alyosha suddenly dialed this strange number.
“I’m listening,” the telephone receiver suddenly spoke in a quiet, hoarse voice. - I’m listening, who’s talking?
It was still possible, without saying a word, to quickly press the lever, but Alyosha unexpectedly said to himself:
- It's me...
The invisible man was not surprised at all, quite the contrary. His voice somehow immediately warmed up and became louder.
- Hello, baby! I'm very glad you called. I was waiting for your call, baby... You're in a hurry as always, right?..
Alyosha didn’t know what to answer. That person, of course, mistook him for someone else; he had to immediately tell him about it and apologize.
- How are you doing at school?
“At school... it’s fine...” muttered Alyosha.
The interlocutor apparently felt something; his voice again became as hoarse.
- You're probably going to the pool now? Or to the studio? You're running, right? Well, run! Thanks for calling. I wait every day, you know.
The whole next day Alyosha thought about the man who was really looking forward to a call from some “baby”.
And Alyosha decided to call again to apologize.
The phone was picked up immediately.
- Hello, baby! Thank you for not forgetting your grandfather! Maybe you can come by sometime? You know, I hardly go out... My wounds, damn them!
“Wounds?..” Alyosha was horrified.
- I told you, baby. You really were still just a little kid, you probably forgot everything? I was wounded when I was still flying on Ilyukha the Humpbacked. Yes, you called, and it makes me feel better. I'm feeling really good.
Alyosha suddenly realized that he simply could not tell this old, battle-wounded man that he was talking to a deceiver.
In the evening, Alyosha casually and casually asked his father:
- Dad, what is “Ilyukha the Humpbacked”?
- “Ilyukha the Humpbacked”? This is the kind of plane that was used during the war - the Il-2 attack aircraft. The Germans were terribly afraid of it, they called it the “Black Death”.
– And if my grandfather had not died in the war, would we often go to see him?
Father squeezed Alyosha's hand.
- If only my father were alive...
He didn't say anything else, big and strong man. And Alyosha thought that the grandfather of this unknown “baby” could also have died. But the “baby” is amazingly, simply incredibly lucky in life!
And you just need to call that person.
The old man's voice was almost cheerful.
- Well, now every day is a holiday! What's up, baby?
- Fine! – Alyosha answered unexpectedly for himself. – How are you, please tell me.
The old man was very surprised. Apparently, he’s not used to anyone being interested in his affairs.
- Yes, everything is still the same for me. Things are old people's things.
-Did you see tanks during the war?
- Tanks? I covered them from the air. Eh, baby, it happened once...
The old man’s hoarse voice became ringing, young and cheerful, and it began to seem that old man sits in an empty old man's apartment, and a combat pilot controls his formidable plane. And the battle is all around, on the ground and in the sky. And far below, a tiny tank, like a bug, is heading towards the enemy. And only he, the pilot of the formidable Ilyukha-Humpbacked, can still save this little one from a direct hit...
Uncle Volodya, Alyoshka’s neighbor from the ninth floor, worked in the police. Coming to him in the evening, Alyosha confusedly told everything, and the next day the neighbor brought Alyosha a small piece of paper with his address and last name.
An old pilot lived not very far away, six stops by bus. When Alyosha approached his house, he became thoughtful. After all, the old pilot still thinks that he talks to his grandson every day. Maybe, having learned the truth, he won’t even want to talk!.. We should probably at least warn him first...
Alyosha went into the telephone booth and dialed the number.
“Is that you?” the boy heard a familiar voice on the phone. – I immediately realized that it was you... Are you calling from that machine downstairs?.. Get up, I opened the door. Let's meet, grandson...
Essay based on the text by Georgieva S.
(Alyosha entered...)
IN this test author S. Georgiev raises the problem of attention to people of the older generation. Alyosha, the hero of the passage, accidentally dialed someone else’s phone number “neatly” written on the inside wall of the telephone booth. The room belonged to an old man, a participant in the Great Patriotic War. After communicating with the boy, the old man’s “husky” voice became “ringing, young and cheerful.”
The author's position is not difficult to determine: older people need attention from their children and grandchildren, to show interest in what they have done in life. They deserve to be treated with care and respect, as they have done a lot for people.
I share the author's point of view. Indeed, in our time, practically no one needs older people. We, the younger generation, forget about them. Sometimes going to the movies with friends or working out is more important to us. And they are patiently waiting for our arrival.
As an example, I would like to give the example of L. N. Tolstoy’s fable “ old grandfather and granddaughters." The husband and wife treated grandfather with disdain: they assigned him a place behind the stove and did not allow him to sit at the table. Their son, looking at them, began to make a wooden tub from which he would feed his parents in old age. The husband and wife realized that their behavior was setting a bad example for their son, and they changed their behavior.
Another example is K. Paustovsky’s story “Telegram”. Katerina Petrovna lives alone in the village, Nastya, her daughter, lives in the city. The old woman did not see her daughter for three years. When the daughter came to her mother, it was already too late; Katerina Petrovna died.
I am sincerely grateful to the author of the text for once again making me think about the problem of attention to older people.

Essay Alyosha entered the telephone booth and dialed Slavkin’s number. Busy... Having nothing else to do, Alyosha began to look at the numbers carelessly written and scratched on the inside wall of the booth. But this one, away from everyone else, is written neatly. Without knowing why, Alyosha suddenly dialed this strange number. “I’m listening,” the telephone receiver suddenly spoke in a quiet, hoarse voice. - I’m listening, who’s talking? It was still possible, without saying a word, to quickly press the lever, but Alyosha unexpectedly said to himself: “It’s me...” The invisible man was not surprised at all, quite the contrary. His voice somehow immediately warmed up and became louder. - Hello, baby! I'm very glad you called. I was waiting for your call, baby... You're in a hurry as always, right? ... Alyosha didn’t know what to answer. That person, of course, mistook him for someone else; he had to immediately tell him about it and apologize. - How are you doing at school? “At school... it’s fine...” muttered Alyosha. The interlocutor apparently felt something; his voice again became as hoarse. - You're probably going to the pool now? Or to the studio? You're running, right? Well, run! Thanks for calling. I wait every day, you know. The whole next day Alyosha thought about the man who was really looking forward to a call from some “baby”. And Alyosha decided to call again to apologize. The phone was picked up immediately. - Hello, baby! Thank you for not forgetting your grandfather! Maybe you can come by sometime? You know, I hardly go out... My wounds, damn them! - Wounds? ... - Alyosha was horrified. - I told you, baby. You really were still just a little kid, you probably forgot everything? I was wounded when I was still flying on Ilyukha the Humpbacked. Yes, you called, and it makes me feel better. I'm feeling really good. Alyosha suddenly realized that he simply could not tell this old, battle-wounded man that he was talking to a deceiver. In the evening, Alyosha, as if by chance, casually asked his father: - Dad, what is “Ilyukha the Humpbacked”? - “Ilyukha the Humpbacked”? This is the plane that was used during the war - the Il-2 attack aircraft. The Germans were terribly afraid of it and called it the “Black Death.” - And if my grandfather had not died in the war, would we often go to see him? Father squeezed Alyosha's hand. - If only my father were alive... He said nothing more, a big and strong man. And Alyosha thought that the grandfather of this unknown “baby” could also have died. But the “baby” is amazingly, simply incredibly lucky in life! And you just need to call that person. The old man's voice was almost cheerful. - Well, now every day is a holiday! What's up, baby? - Fine! - Alyosha answered unexpectedly for himself. - How about you, please tell me. The old man was very surprised. Apparently, he’s not used to anyone being interested in his affairs. - Yes, everything is still the same for me. Things are old people's things. -Have you seen tanks during the war? - Tanks? I covered them from the air. Eh, baby, it was once... The old man’s hoarse voice became clear, young and cheerful, and it began to seem as if it was not an old man sitting in an empty old man’s apartment, but a combat pilot flying his formidable plane. And the battle is all around, on the ground and in the sky. And far below, a tiny tank, like a bug, is heading towards the enemy. And only he, the pilot of the formidable Ilyukha the Humpbacked, can still save this little one from a direct hit... Uncle Volodya, Alyoshka’s neighbor from the ninth floor, worked in the police. Coming to him in the evening, Alyosha confusedly told everything, and the next day the neighbor brought Alyosha a small piece of paper with his address and last name. An old pilot lived not very far away, six stops by bus. When Alyosha approached his house, he became thoughtful. After all, the old pilot still thinks that he talks to his grandson every day. Maybe, having learned the truth, he won’t even want to talk! ... We should probably at least warn you first... Alyosha went into the telephone booth and dialed the number. - It's you? ... - the boy heard a familiar voice on the phone. - I immediately realized that it was you... Are you calling from that machine downstairs? ... Get up, I opened the door. Let's meet, grandson...

Sometimes a person needs so little to be happy! A phone call, a couple of phrases, a little sincere interest... But we often ignore the needs of our loved ones, causing them to suffer unbearably. Today's story by Sergei Georgiev is exactly about this. About an old pilot, forgotten and of no use to anyone. And about his new grandson...

But this one, away from everyone else, is written neatly. Without knowing why, Alyosha suddenly dialed this strange number.

It was still possible, without saying a word, to quickly press the lever, but Alyosha unexpectedly said to himself:

- It's me…

The invisible man was not surprised at all, quite the contrary. His voice somehow immediately warmed up and became louder.

- Hello, baby! I'm very glad you called. I was waiting for your call, baby... You're in a hurry as always, right?..

Alyosha didn’t know what to answer. That person, of course, mistook him for someone else; he had to immediately tell him about it and apologize.

- How are you doing at school?

“At school... it’s fine...” muttered Alyosha.

The interlocutor apparently felt something; his voice again became as hoarse.

- You're probably going to the pool now? Or to the studio? You're running, right? Well, run! Thanks for calling. I wait every day, you know.

The whole next day Alyosha thought about the man who was really looking forward to a call from some “baby”.

And Alyosha decided to call again to apologize.

The phone was picked up immediately.

- Hello, baby! Thank you for not forgetting your grandfather! Maybe you can come by sometime? You know, I hardly go out... My wounds, damn them!

“Wounds?..” Alyosha was horrified.

- I told you, baby. You really were still just a little kid, you probably forgot everything? I was wounded when I was still flying on Ilyukha the Humpbacked. Yes, you called, and it makes me feel better. I'm feeling really good.

Alyosha suddenly realized that he simply could not tell this old, battle-wounded man that he was talking to a deceiver.

In the evening, Alyosha casually and casually asked his father:

- Dad, what is “Ilyukha the Humpbacked”?

- “Ilyukha the Humpbacked”? This is the plane that was used during the war - the Il-2 attack aircraft. The Germans were terribly afraid of it and called it “the Black Death.”

– And if my grandfather had not died in the war, would we often go to see him?

Father squeezed Alyosha's hand.

- If only my father were alive...

He said nothing more, a big and strong man. And Alyosha thought that the grandfather of this unknown “baby” could also have died.

But the “baby” is amazingly, simply incredibly lucky in life!

And you just need to call that person.

- Well, now every day is a holiday! What's up, baby?

- Fine! – Alyosha answered unexpectedly for himself. – How are you, please tell me.

The old man was very surprised. Apparently, he’s not used to anyone being interested in his affairs.

- Yes, everything is still the same for me. Things are old people's things.

-Did you see tanks during the war?

- Tanks? I covered them from the air. Eh, baby, it happened once...

And the battle is all around, on the ground and in the sky. And far below, a tiny tank, like a bug, is heading towards the enemy. And only he, the pilot of the formidable Ilyukha-Humpbacked, can still save this little one from a direct hit...

Uncle Volodya, Alyoshka’s neighbor from the ninth floor, worked in the police. Coming to him in the evening, Alyosha confusedly told everything, and the next day the neighbor brought Alyosha a small piece of paper with his address and last name.

An old pilot lived not very far away, six stops by bus. When Alyosha approached his house, he became thoughtful. After all, the old pilot still thinks that he talks to his grandson every day.

Maybe, having learned the truth, he won’t even want to talk!.. We should probably at least warn him first...

Alyosha went into the telephone booth and dialed the number.

“Is that you?” the boy heard a familiar voice on the phone. – I immediately realized that it was you... Are you calling from that machine downstairs?.. Get up, I opened the door. Let's meet, grandson...

Original text

Alyosha entered the telephone booth and dialed Slavkin’s number. ">Busy...
Having nothing else to do, Alyosha began to look at the numbers carelessly written and scratched on the inside wall of the booth.
But this one, away from everyone else, is written neatly. Without knowing why, Alyosha suddenly dialed this strange number.
“I’m listening,” the telephone receiver suddenly spoke in a quiet, hoarse voice. - I’m listening, who’s talking?
It was still possible, without saying a word, to quickly press the lever, but Alyosha unexpectedly said to himself:
- It's me...
The invisible man was not surprised at all, quite the contrary. His voice somehow immediately warmed up and became louder.
- Hello, baby! I'm very glad you called. I was waiting for your call, baby... You're in a hurry as always, right?..
Alyosha didn’t know what to answer. That person, of course, mistook him for someone else; he had to immediately tell him about it and apologize.
- How are you doing at school?
“At school... it’s fine...” muttered Alyosha.
The interlocutor apparently felt something; his voice again became as hoarse.
- You're probably going to the pool now? Or to the studio? You're running, right? Well, run! Thanks for calling. I wait every day, you know.
The whole next day Alyosha thought about the man who was really looking forward to a call from some “baby”.
And Alyosha decided to call again to apologize.
The phone was picked up immediately.
- Hello, baby! Thank you for not forgetting your grandfather! Maybe you can come by sometime? You know, I hardly go out... My wounds, damn them!
“Wounds?..” Alyosha was horrified.
- I told you, baby. You really were still just a little kid, you probably forgot everything? I was wounded when I was still flying on Ilyukha the Humpbacked. Yes, you called, and it makes me feel better. I'm feeling really good.
Alyosha suddenly realized that he simply could not tell this old, battle-wounded man that he was talking to a deceiver.
In the evening, Alyosha casually and casually asked his father:
- Dad, what is “Ilyukha the Humpbacked”?
- “Ilyukha the Humpbacked”? This is the kind of plane that was used during the war - the Il-2 attack aircraft. The Germans were terribly afraid of it, they called it the “Black Death”.
– And if my grandfather had not died in the war, would we often go to see him?
Father squeezed Alyosha's hand.
- If only my father were alive...
He said nothing more, a big and strong man. And Alyosha thought that the grandfather of this unknown “baby” could also have died. But the “baby” is amazingly, simply incredibly lucky in life!
And you just need to call that person.
The old man's voice was almost cheerful.
- Well, now every day is a holiday! What's up, baby?
- Fine! – Alyosha answered unexpectedly for himself. – How are you, please tell me.
The old man was very surprised. Apparently, he’s not used to anyone being interested in his affairs.
- Yes, everything is still the same for me. Things are old people's things.
-Did you see tanks during the war?
- Tanks? I covered them from the air. Eh, baby, it happened once...
The old man’s hoarse voice became clear, young and cheerful, and it began to seem that it was not an elderly man sitting in an empty old man’s apartment, but a combat pilot flying his formidable plane. And the battle is all around, on the ground and in the sky. And far below, a tiny tank, like a bug, is heading towards the enemy. And only he, the pilot of the formidable Ilyukha-Humpbacked, can still save this little one from a direct hit...
Uncle Volodya, Alyoshka’s neighbor from the ninth floor, worked in the police. Coming to him in the evening, Alyosha confusedly told everything, and the next day the neighbor brought Alyosha a small piece of paper with his address and last name.
An old pilot lived not very far away, six stops by bus. When Alyosha approached his house, he became thoughtful. After all, the old pilot still thinks that he talks to his grandson every day. Maybe, having learned the truth, he won’t even want to talk!.. We should probably at least warn him first...
Alyosha went into the telephone booth and dialed the number.
“Is that you?” the boy heard a familiar voice on the phone. – I immediately realized that it was you... Are you calling from that machine downstairs?.. Get up, I opened the door. Let's get acquainted, ap">grandson...

Composition

With the onset of old age, people often feel lonely, they lack warmth and love. The elderly especially need attention, support and care. It is precisely how we should treat older people that the writer S.G. makes us think about. Georgiev.
The author examines the problem using an example from Alyosha’s life. The boy, calling an unfamiliar number, contacted the old man, who was waiting to hear from his grandson. S.G. Georgiev emphasizes that at first “the receiver spoke in a quiet, hoarse voice,” and after Alyosha’s answer, the voice “somehow immediately warmed up, became louder.” We understand how dear it is to an old man that he is remembered and cared for. His words are filled with quiet joy, he thanks for such an attitude. The boy realizes the need to support the unfamiliar old man, whom his own grandson forgot. The writer, without a doubt, approves of the hero’s action, who decided to visit his grandfather.
S.G. Georgiev leads the reader to the conclusion that we need to be attentive to older people and not forget about them.
I agree with the author's point of view. Grandchildren and children should surround the elderly with care and love, because they have done so much for us, and we should be grateful to them for that.
To prove the validity of all of the above, I will give the following literary example. Let's remember Ernest Hemingway's story "The Old Man and the Sea", which describes the touching relationship between a boy and an old man, Santiago. The boy does not leave the lonely old man, despite his parents' prohibitions. He takes care of Santiago and supports him in difficult moments of life. The boy loves the old man, feels pity for him, wants to help and treats Santiago with tenderness, warmth and respect.
I will give one more literary argument that shows the good attitude of the granddaughter towards her grandmother. Varya values her dear old lady Anisya; she trusts her personal secrets only to her grandmother, does not neglect her advice, and pays enough attention to her. The girl is grateful to her grandmother for helping her recover.
In conclusion, I would like to emphasize once again that older people especially need our support and attention. They have done so much for their descendants, we need to provide them with a calm, happy old age.

(300 words, published unchanged)

Alyosha entered the telephone booth and dialed Slavkin’s number. Busy...
Having nothing else to do, Alyosha began to look at the numbers carelessly written and scratched on the inside wall of the booth.
But this one, away from everyone else, is written neatly. Without knowing why, Alyosha suddenly dialed this strange number.
“I’m listening,” the telephone receiver suddenly spoke in a quiet, hoarse voice. - I’m listening, who’s talking?
It was still possible, without saying a word, to quickly press the lever, but Alyosha unexpectedly said to himself:
- It's me...
The invisible man was not surprised at all, quite the contrary. His voice somehow immediately warmed up and became louder.
- Hello, baby! I'm very glad you called. I was waiting for your call, baby... You're in a hurry as always, right?..
Alyosha didn’t know what to answer. That person, of course, mistook him for someone else; he had to immediately tell him about it and apologize.
- How are you doing at school?
“At school... it’s fine...” muttered Alyosha.
The interlocutor apparently felt something; his voice again became as hoarse.
- You're probably going to the pool now? Or to the studio? You're running, right? Well, run! Thanks for calling. I wait every day, you know.
The whole next day Alyosha thought about the man who was really looking forward to a call from some “baby”.
And Alyosha decided to call again to apologize.
The phone was picked up immediately.
- Hello, baby! Thank you for not forgetting your grandfather! Maybe you can come by sometime? You know, I hardly go out... My wounds, damn them!
“Wounds?..” Alyosha was horrified.
- I told you, baby. You really were still just a little kid, you probably forgot everything? I was wounded when I was still flying on Ilyukha the Humpbacked. Yes, you called, and it makes me feel better. I'm feeling really good.
Alyosha suddenly realized that he simply could not tell this old, battle-wounded man that he was talking to a deceiver.
In the evening, Alyosha casually and casually asked his father:
- Dad, what is “Ilyukha the Humpbacked”?
- “Ilyukha the Humpbacked”? This is the kind of plane that was used during the war - the Il-2 attack aircraft. The Germans were terribly afraid of it, they called it the “Black Death”.
– And if my grandfather had not died in the war, would we often go to see him?
Father squeezed Alyosha's hand.
- If only my father were alive...
He said nothing more, a big and strong man. And Alyosha thought that the grandfather of this unknown “baby” could also have died. But the “baby” is amazingly, simply incredibly lucky in life!
And you just need to call that person.
The old man's voice was almost cheerful.
- Well, now every day is a holiday! What's up, baby?
- Fine! – Alyosha answered unexpectedly for himself. – How are you, please tell me.
The old man was very surprised. Apparently, he’s not used to anyone being interested in his affairs.
- Yes, everything is still the same for me. Things are old people's things.
-Did you see tanks during the war?
- Tanks? I covered them from the air. Eh, baby, it happened once...
The old man’s hoarse voice became clear, young and cheerful, and it began to seem that it was not an elderly man sitting in an empty old man’s apartment, but a combat pilot flying his formidable plane. And the battle is all around, on the ground and in the sky. And far below, a tiny tank, like a bug, is heading towards the enemy. And only he, the pilot of the formidable Ilyukha-Humpbacked, can still save this little one from a direct hit...
Uncle Volodya, Alyoshka’s neighbor from the ninth floor, worked in the police. Coming to him in the evening, Alyosha confusedly told everything, and the next day the neighbor brought Alyosha a small piece of paper with his address and last name.
An old pilot lived not very far away, six stops by bus. When Alyosha approached his house, he became thoughtful. After all, the old pilot still thinks that he talks to his grandson every day. Maybe, having learned the truth, he won’t even want to talk!.. We should probably at least warn him first...
Alyosha went into the telephone booth and dialed the number.
“Is that you?” the boy heard a familiar voice on the phone. – I immediately realized that it was you... Are you calling from that machine downstairs?.. Get up, I opened the door. Let's meet, grandson...

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The text proposed for analysis raises the problem of attitudes towards older people. After all, we so often deprive old people of attention and indifferently perceive their life’s hardships.

This problem belongs to the category of moral ones. For the purpose of illustrating it, S.G. Georgiev gives the example of an elderly veteran, forgotten by his children and grandchildren. The writer draws the reader’s attention to the trepidation with which the old man awaits a call from his loved ones. He mistakes Alyosha for his grandson and touchingly addresses him: “Hello, baby!” The veteran needs attention and simple communication, but his family has forgotten the old man. At the same time, Alyosha’s sensitive attitude towards to a stranger worthy of respect. The child calls the veteran every day and asks about his affairs: “How are you, please tell me.” The ability to sympathize is a skill acquired in the family. We can see this from the example of Alyosha’s father, who painfully remembers his own father and mourns his death in the war: "If only my father were alive..." This simple phrase eloquently expresses a reverent, loving attitude towards the deceased father.

S.G. Georgiev condemns the indifferent attitude towards older people. The writer encourages the reader to take care of the elderly.

The works of many Russian classics are devoted to the problem of attitude towards older people. One striking example is the story of K.G. Paustovsky "Telegram". The author tells about the fate of Katerina Petrovna, abandoned by her daughter Nastya. The work very subtly describes experiences elderly woman, her melancholy and deep loneliness.

Criteria

1 of 1 K1 Formulation of source text problems
3 of 3 K2