Deadline

Old woman Anna lies motionless, without opening her eyes; it has almost frozen, but life still glimmers. The daughters understand this by raising a piece of a broken mirror to their lips. It fogs up, which means mom is still alive. However, Varvara, one of Anna’s daughters, believes it is possible to mourn, to “voice her back,” which she selflessly does first at the bedside, then at the table, “wherever it is more convenient.” At this time, my daughter Lucy is sewing a funeral dress tailored in the city. The sewing machine chirps to the rhythm of Varvara’s sobs.

Anna is the mother of five children, two of her sons died, the first, born one for God, the other for the soar. Varvara came to say goodbye to her mother from the regional center, Lyusya and Ilya from nearby provincial towns.

Anna can't wait for Tanya from distant Kyiv. And next to her in the village was always her son Mikhail, along with his wife and daughter. Gathering around the old woman on the morning of the next day after her arrival, the children, seeing their mother revived, do not know how to react to her strange revival.

“Mikhail and Ilya, having brought vodka, now did not know what to do: everything else seemed trivial to them in comparison, they toiled, as if passing through every minute.” Huddled in the barn, they get drunk with almost no snacks, except for the food that Mikhail’s little daughter Ninka carries for them. This causes legitimate female anger, but the first glasses of vodka give men a feeling of genuine celebration. After all, the mother is alive. Ignoring the girl collecting empty and unfinished bottles, they no longer understand what thought they want to drown out this time, maybe it’s fear. “The fear from the knowledge that the mother is about to die is not like all the previous fears that befall them in life, because this fear is the most terrible, it comes from death... It seemed that death had already noticed them all in the face and had already won't forget again."

Having gotten thoroughly drunk and feeling the next day as if they had been put through a meat grinder, Mikhail and Ilya are thoroughly hungover the next day. “How can you not drink?” says Mikhail. “Laziness, second, even for a week, it’s still possible. And if you don’t drink at all until your death? Just think, there’s nothing ahead. It’s all the same thing. How many ropes are holding us and at work and at home, you can’t help but groan, you should have done so much and didn’t do it, you should, should, should, should, and the further you go, the more you should - let it all go to waste. He did what he needed to do. And what he didn’t do, he shouldn’t have done, and he did the right thing in what he didn’t do.” This does not mean that Mikhail and Ilya do not know how to work and have never known any other joy than from drunkenness. In the village where they all once lived together, there was a common work - “friendly, inveterate, loud, with a discord of saws and axes, with the desperate hooting of fallen timber, echoing in the soul with enthusiastic anxiety with the obligatory banter with each other. Such work happens. Once during the firewood harvesting season - in the spring, so that they have time to dry over the summer, yellow pine logs with thin silky skin, pleasant to the eye, are placed in neat woodpiles." These Sundays are organized for oneself, one family helps another, which is still possible. But the collective farm in the village is falling apart, people are leaving for the city, there is no one to feed and raise livestock.

Remembering her former life, the city dweller Lyusya with great warmth and joy imagines her beloved horse Igrenka, on which “slam a mosquito, he will fall down,” which in the end happened: the horse died. Igren carried a lot, but couldn’t handle it. Wandering around the village through the fields and arable land, Lucy realizes that she does not choose where to go, that she is being guided by some outsider who lives in these places and professes her power. ...It seemed that life had returned back, because she, Lucy, had forgotten something here, had lost something very valuable and necessary for her, without which she could not...

While the children drink and indulge in memories, the old woman Anna, having eaten the children's semolina porridge specially cooked for her, cheers up even more and goes out onto the porch. She is visited by her long-awaited friend Mironikha. “Oti-moti! Are you, old lady, in any way alive? - says Mironikha. - Why is death not taking you?

Anna grieves that among the children gathered at her bedside there is no Tatyana, Tanchora, as she calls her. Tanchora was not like any of the sisters. She stood, as it were, between them with her special character, soft and joyful, human. Without waiting for her daughter, the old woman decides to die. “She had nothing more to do in this world and there was no point in postponing death. While the guys are here, let them bury them, carry them out, as is customary among people, so that they don’t have to return to this concern another time. Then, you see, Tanchora will come too.. . The old woman thought about death many times and knew her as herself. In recent years they became friends, the old woman often talked to her, and death, sitting somewhere on the side, listened to her reasonable whisper and sighed knowingly. They agreed that the old woman would leave at night, first she will fall asleep, like all people, so as not to frighten death with her open eyes, then she will quietly snuggle, take away her short worldly sleep and give her eternal peace.” This is how it all turns out.

Eighty-year-old Anna is dying, but is still alive. Daughters know this from the foggy mirror held up to their mother’s lips. The eldest daughter, Varvara, considers it possible to begin the funeral service for her mother. First, she wails at her mother’s bedside, and then goes to the table to cry. There, the second daughter, Lucy, is sewing a mourning dress, which she cut in the city.

Anna had three daughters and two sons, and two more of her sons died. She always lived with her youngest son Mikhail in the village; the rest of the children came to say goodbye to her from the city where they now lived. The old woman was only waiting for her daughter Tanya, who lived in Kyiv. Everyone gathered at the table, the brothers began to drink, not knowing what else to do with themselves, the sisters joined them. Towards nightfall they checked whether the mother was still alive.

The whole next day passed in the usual troubles. The children did not know what to do with themselves, waiting for the time when their mother would breathe her last breath. We bought a little white one at the store so that it would be enough. Ilya and Mikhail sat down to drink again.

Sometimes consciousness returned to the old woman. She moved her eyes and made some kind of sounds escaping from her chest. The children, gathered around their mother, languished in anticipation of death, felt sorry for their mother and themselves, and “not believing themselves, they wanted it to end quickly.”

But the old woman little by little came to life, recognized the children near her and even asked for thin semolina porridge. I began to remember my children one by one, I was glad that I saw them all before they died, I was worried about their fate, I wanted to see everyone happy. Only the youngest, Tanya, still did not go. And the old woman came to life next to her children, became cheerful, and started talking. She began to complain about Mikhail - when he drinks, neither his wife nor his mother can live from him.

And the next morning Anna saw it. She was even able to sit up on the bed and asked to call her friend Mironikha. Only Tanya still didn’t go, and the old woman was afraid that she wouldn’t wait. She understood that she was no longer living her own life, that God had given her something extra - to see her children. And the children seem to be languishing in anticipation, the sisters are busy with ordinary everyday activities, sometimes quarrel over something they cannot share, and the brothers drink. Mikhail even expresses the idea that it would be better for his mother to die, since everyone has already arrived. Lyusya also doesn’t know how long she will have to stay here, leaving all her work at home. We decided to go to the forest to pick mushrooms. Wandering through the fields and arable lands, Lucy remembers something dear, long forgotten, realizing that she left something very important here...

Finally I met Mironikha. Several more days passed in conversations and memories, unnecessary, extra days. Now the children began to get ready for the journey - it was time to leave. But Tanya never arrived. And the mother decided that it was time for her to die, so that the children would not come again, since everyone was here now. She died at night.

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Deadline

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Brief summary of the story.

Old woman Anna lies motionless, without opening her eyes; it has almost frozen, but life still glimmers. The daughters understand this by raising a piece of a broken mirror to their lips. It fogs up, which means mom is still alive. However, Varvara, one of Anna’s daughters, believes it is possible to mourn, to “voice her back,” which she selflessly does first at the bedside, then at the table, “wherever it’s more convenient.” At this time, my daughter Lucy is sewing a funeral dress tailored in the city. The sewing machine chirps to the rhythm of Varvara’s sobs.

Anna is the mother of five children, two of her sons died, the first, born one for God, the other for the soar. Varvara came to say goodbye to her mother from the regional center, Lyusya and Ilya from nearby provincial towns.

Anna can't wait for Tanya from distant Kyiv. And next to her in the village was always her son Mikhail, along with his wife and daughter. Gathering around the old woman on the morning of the next day after her arrival, the children, seeing their mother revived, do not know how to react to her strange revival.

“Mikhail and Ilya, having brought vodka, now did not know what to do: everything else seemed trivial to them in comparison, they toiled, as if passing through every minute.” Huddled in the barn, they get drunk with almost no snacks, except for the food that Mikhail’s little daughter Ninka carries for them. This causes legitimate female anger, but the first glasses of vodka give men a feeling of genuine celebration. After all, the mother is alive. Ignoring the girl collecting empty and unfinished bottles, they no longer understand what thought they want to drown out this time, maybe it’s fear. “The fear from the knowledge that the mother is about to die is not like all the previous fears that befall them in life, because this fear is the most terrible, it comes from death... It seemed that death had already noticed them all in the face and would no longer will forget."

Having gotten thoroughly drunk and feeling the next day “as if they had been put through a meat grinder,” Mikhail and Ilya are thoroughly hungover the next day. “How can you not drink? - says Mikhail. - Day, two, even a week - it’s still possible. What if you don’t drink at all until your death? Just think, there is nothing ahead. It's all the same thing. There are so many ropes that hold us both at work and at home that we can’t groan, so much you should have done and didn’t do, you should, should, should, should, and the further you go, the more you should - let it all go to waste. And he drank, as soon as he was released, he did everything that was necessary. And what he didn’t do, he shouldn’t have done, and he did the right thing in what he didn’t do.” This does not mean that Mikhail and Ilya do not know how to work and have never known any other joy than from drunkenness. In the village where they all once lived together, there was a common work - “friendly, inveterate, loud, with a discord of saws and axes, with the desperate hooting of fallen timber, echoing in the soul with enthusiastic anxiety with the obligatory banter with each other. Such work happens once during the firewood harvesting season - in the spring, so that the yellow pine logs with thin silky skin, pleasant to the eye, have time to dry over the summer, are placed in neat woodpiles.” These Sundays are organized for oneself, one family helps another, which is still possible. But the collective farm in the village is falling apart, people are leaving for the city, there is no one to feed and raise livestock.

Remembering her former life, the city dweller Lyusya with great warmth and joy imagines her beloved horse Igrenka, on which “slam a mosquito, and it will fall down,” which in the end happened: the horse died. Igren carried a lot, but couldn’t handle it. Wandering around the village through the fields and arable land, Lucy realizes that she does not choose where to go, that she is being guided by some outsider who lives in these places and professes her power. ...It seemed that life had returned back, because she, Lucy, had forgotten something here, had lost something very valuable and necessary for her, without which she could not...

While the children drink and indulge in memories, the old woman Anna, having eaten the children's semolina porridge specially cooked for her, cheers up even more and goes out onto the porch. She is visited by her long-awaited friend Mironikha. “Ochi-mochi! Are you, old lady, alive? - says Mironikha. “Why doesn’t death take you?.. I’m going to her funeral, I think she was kind enough to console me, but she’s still a tut.”

Anna grieves that among the children gathered at her bedside there is no Tatyana, Tanchora, as she calls her. Tanchora was not like any of the sisters. She stood, as it were, between them with her special character, soft and joyful, human. Without waiting for her daughter, the old woman decides to die. “She had nothing more to do in this world and there was no point in postponing death. While the guys are here, let them bury them, carry them out as is customary among people, so that they don’t have to return to this concern another time. Then, you see, Tanchora will come too... The old woman thought about death many times and knew it as herself. In recent years they had become friends, the old woman often talked to her, and Death, sitting somewhere on the sidelines, listened to her reasonable whisper and sighed knowingly. They agreed that the old woman would go away at night, first fall asleep, like all people, so as not to frighten death with open eyes, then she would quietly snuggle, take her short worldly sleep away and give her eternal peace.” This is how it all turns out.

Analysis of the story “The Deadline”.

The plot of the work is simple: the old woman Anna is dying, she is waiting for the arrival of her children. She has 5 children in total, only her son Mikhail lives with her mother, her eldest daughter Varvara lives in the regional city, Lyusya and Ilya live in the regional city, her youngest daughter Tanya lives far away. Old Anna is an ideal hero of a passing national character, she experienced: war, her husband’s grievances, raising children, but managed to preserve her soul: “No one will be you instead of you.” She does not envy anyone, she believes that everyone has their own share of grief and joy, and she dies because she has lived out her share of life. He is not afraid of death, but perceives it as part of fate and life: “once I was a blade of grass, but will become a flower.” She hears the gospel.

In this work, the author poses the problem of generations. Children have become different, this can be seen in their attitude towards death: they cannot take death for granted, the anticipation of death is occupied with rituals. Varvara teaches crying, Lyusya sews black dress, and the sons drink a box of vodka in the bathhouse, they do not feel the scale of the losses. On the first day, an illusion of the clan was created in the house, on the second the children felt guilty and their memory began to awaken, nature reminded them of childhood, on the third day the clan broke up, everyone left. When everyone has left the house, the mother dies, we can say that she dies alone and abandoned by everyone, such is the memory and gratitude of the children. The old woman considers herself to blame for the fact that the children grew up differently. They have become envious, strive for material accumulation, have become detached from the earth, cut off from their roots. Old woman Anna does not like the city; she believes that a woman is a state creature. She looks to see if she is like others, but the woman can see that she had a mother and grandmother. Many Russian writers addressed the problem of continuity of generations, for example: I. S. Turgenev in the novel “Fathers and Sons.” In my opinion, the work is still relevant today, since children should always remember and respect their parents, their home, and remember their roots.

There is still a glimmer of life in Grandma Anna, frozen and lying motionless with her eyes closed. Having raised a broken mirror to her lips, the daughters realized this. It has fogged up, which means her mother is still alive. But one of Anna’s daughters thinks that she can already cry for her mother, to echo her, and she begins to do this, first at the pastel, then at the table, it’s more comfortable there.. At the same time, daughter Lyusya is sewing a dress for mourning, which was once created in the city... Varvara is crying, and the sewing machine is knocking to the rhythm of her sobs. The sewing machine is knocking to the rhythm of Varvara’s sobs.
Anna has five children. Her first two sons died. One is born for God, the other for soaring. Varvara came to say goodbye to her mother from the regional center, Lyusya and Ilya from nearby small towns. Anna was really looking forward to Tanya from Kiev, which is far away. Son Mikhail with his wife and daughter were always next to her in the village. Children, having gathered in the morning the next day, after After they arrived, they surrounded their mother and saw her suddenly come to life, they didn’t know how to behave. Ilya and Mikhail brought vodka and didn’t know what to do now, everything else seems nonsense to them now, compared to this. They suffered, as if they were letting everything pass through themselves. They got drunk without drinking, except for the food that Mikhail’s daughter brought them Nina. The women argue, but from the first glasses of vodka the men felt a sense of celebration. After all, the mother is alive. They do not react to their daughter and do not understand what to drown out. Perhaps the fear, which is not like other fears, comes from the knowledge that the mother may be about to die, because it is not like other fears. Death is felt from this fear. This fear is worse than all fears. It seems that death remembered them all by sight and will not forget. Ilya and Mikhail began to be thoroughly hungover the next day. They felt like they had been put through a meat grinder. Mikhail began to say that you can drink even for a week, but you can not drink until your death. After all, there is nothing ahead, everything is the same. There are so many things that hold us back everywhere, both home and work, everywhere we all have to. They should be there, they should be here. Everything would be in vain. And when you drink, you immediately become free, everything is done as it should be. And if something didn’t happen, but that’s okay, then it shouldn’t have been done. But this does not mean that Mikhail and Ilya only know how to drink and don’t know anything else. They know how to work and find other joys in life.. . In the village in which they all lived together, they had a common job. They all sawed wood together, cheerfully and amicably. You could hear the hooting of the fallen forest, which echoed loudly in the soul, while sawing they made fun of each other. This work happens only once a season, more precisely in the spring, so that the pine logs have time to dry out over the summer. Then the logs, dried and beautiful, are put into woodpiles. All this work is arranged for themselves, families help each other, but this can be done at present. But there is no one to feed and raise the livestock, since the collective farm is falling apart, people are leaving for the cities. Lucy, the one who left for the city warmly and joyfully portrays the horse Igrenka, who is very weak; if you kill a mosquito on him, he will die, which is what happened. The horse worked a lot, but couldn’t do it anymore. Lucy walks around the village through the field and arable land and knows that she didn’t choose where to go, but some outside force that lives in these places shows her where to go. And it seems that everything has turned back, because she, Lucy, is here again, as if she had forgotten something and lost something that she really needed, that was very significant for her. While everyone was drinking and reminiscing, Grandma Anna ate semolina porridge, which was specially prepared for her, became even more cheerful and went out onto the porch. Her friend Mironikha visited her.
She was glad that the old woman was alive and began to make fun of her. Mironikha said that she was going to the wake, but she turned out to be alive, apparently death had not come for her yet. Anna is worried that among the children gathered around her bed there is no Tatyana, whom she calls Tanchora. This daughter was not like anyone else. She was somehow between them with her own character, gentle and cheerful, human. Without waiting for her daughter, the grandmother decided to die. There is no need to delay death anymore, since she has no more business in this world. Since the children have gathered here, then let them bury him and see him off as they should, so that next time they don’t have to return to this matter.. Then maybe Tanchora too will arrive. The old woman thought about death more than once and knew her very closely. In recent years they became friends, the old woman often had conversations with her, and death sat nearby, understood and sighed, listening to her whisper. Death and the old woman agreed that she would die at night. Like all people, she would go to bed, fall asleep with her eyes closed, and death would quietly press against her, take her short worldly sleep and give her an eternal one. That's how it all turned out.

Please note that this is only summary literary work "Deadline". Many things are missing from this summary. important points and quotes.

Grigory Efimovich Rasputin

"Deadline"

Old woman Anna lies motionless, without opening her eyes; it has almost frozen, but life still glimmers. The daughters understand this by raising a piece of a broken mirror to their lips. It fogs up, which means mom is still alive. However, Varvara, one of Anna’s daughters, believes it is possible to mourn, to “voice her back,” which she selflessly does first at the bedside, then at the table, “wherever it’s more convenient.” At this time, my daughter Lucy is sewing a funeral dress tailored in the city. The sewing machine chirps to the rhythm of Varvara’s sobs.

Anna is the mother of five children, two of her sons died, the first, born one for God, the other for the soar. Varvara came to say goodbye to her mother from the regional center, Lyusya and Ilya from nearby provincial towns.

Anna can't wait for Tanya from distant Kyiv. And next to her in the village was always her son Mikhail, along with his wife and daughter. Gathering around the old woman on the morning of the next day after her arrival, the children, seeing their mother revived, do not know how to react to her strange revival.

“Mikhail and Ilya, having brought vodka, now did not know what to do: everything else seemed trivial to them in comparison, they toiled, as if passing through every minute.” Huddled in the barn, they get drunk with almost no snacks, except for the food that Mikhail’s little daughter Ninka carries for them. This causes legitimate female anger, but the first glasses of vodka give men a feeling of genuine celebration. After all, the mother is alive. Ignoring the girl collecting empty and unfinished bottles, they no longer understand what thought they want to drown out this time, maybe it’s fear. “The fear from the knowledge that the mother is about to die is not like all the previous fears that befall them in life, because this fear is the most terrible, it comes from death... It seemed that death had already noticed them all in the face and would no longer will forget."

Having gotten thoroughly drunk and feeling the next day “as if they had been put through a meat grinder,” Mikhail and Ilya are thoroughly hungover the next day. “How can you not drink? - says Mikhail. - Day, two, even a week - it’s still possible. What if you don’t drink at all until your death? Just think, there is nothing ahead. It's all the same thing. There are so many ropes that hold us both at work and at home that it’s impossible to groan, so much you should have done and didn’t do, you should, should, should, should, and the further you go, the more you should - let it all go to waste. And he drank, as soon as he was released, he did everything that was necessary. And what he didn’t do, he shouldn’t have done, and he did the right thing in what he didn’t do.” This does not mean that Mikhail and Ilya do not know how to work and have never known any other joy than from drunkenness. In the village where they all once lived together, there was a common work - “friendly, inveterate, loud, with a discord of saws and axes, with the desperate hooting of fallen timber, echoing in the soul with enthusiastic anxiety with the obligatory banter with each other. Such work happens once during the firewood harvesting season - in the spring, so that the yellow pine logs with thin silky skin, pleasant to the eye, have time to dry over the summer, are placed in neat woodpiles.” These Sundays are organized for oneself, one family helps another, which is still possible. But the collective farm in the village is falling apart, people are leaving for the city, there is no one to feed and raise livestock.

Remembering her former life, the city dweller Lyusya with great warmth and joy imagines her beloved horse Igrenka, on which “slam a mosquito, and it will fall down,” which in the end happened: the horse died. Igren carried a lot, but couldn’t handle it. Wandering around the village through the fields and arable land, Lucy realizes that she does not choose where to go, that she is being guided by some outsider who lives in these places and professes her power. ...It seemed that life had returned back, because she, Lucy, had forgotten something here, had lost something very valuable and necessary for her, without which she could not...

While the children drink and indulge in memories, the old woman Anna, having eaten the children's semolina porridge specially cooked for her, cheers up even more and goes out onto the porch. She is visited by her long-awaited friend Mironikha. “Ochi-mochi! Are you, old lady, alive? - says Mironikha. “Why doesn’t death take you?.. I’m going to her funeral, I think she was kind enough to console me, but she’s still a tut.”

Anna grieves that among the children gathered at her bedside there is no Tatyana, Tanchora, as she calls her. Tanchora was not like any of the sisters. She stood, as it were, between them with her special character, soft and joyful, human. Without waiting for her daughter, the old woman decides to die. “She had nothing more to do in this world and there was no point in postponing death. While the guys are here, let them bury them, carry them out as is customary among people, so that they don’t have to return to this concern another time. Then, you see, Tanchora will come too... The old woman thought about death many times and knew it as herself. In recent years they had become friends, the old woman often talked to her, and Death, sitting somewhere on the side, listened to her reasonable whisper and sighed knowingly. They agreed that the old woman would go away at night, first fall asleep, like all people, so as not to frighten death with her open eyes, then she would quietly snuggle, remove her short worldly sleep and give her eternal peace.” This is how it all turns out.

Grigory Rasputin's story "The Deadline" begins with how all the children of the main character Anna came to her when she became very ill. Anna was the mother of five children, two sons (firstborns) died, and the rest were born for God and for a bet. Gathered at their mother’s bed, the children see her lying motionless, almost frozen, but still alive. The daughters realized this when they brought the glass to the main character. One of Anna’s daughters, Varya, came from the regional center, Lyusya and Ilya came from provincial towns. The heroine is also waiting for her daughter Tanya, who lives in Kyiv, and her son Mikhail lives in the same village with her.

All the children have gathered, except Tanya. The next day they were perplexed when they saw their mother perk up. Ilya and Mikhail settled down in the barn, where they got drunk with vodka, without having a snack at all, without eating at the expense of the food that Mikhail’s daughter Nina brought. With their behavior, the boys make the girls angry, but the first piles give the men joy that their mother is alive. Afterwards, Ilya and Mikhail no longer understand why they are drinking, most likely out of fear that their mother might die. And all this time little Nina is cleaning up the bottles after them. So the guys get completely drunk and go to bed. The next morning, the brothers feel unwell and begin to suffer from a hangover. In fact, Mikhail and Ilya did not fall for the bottle so often, but on the contrary, they loved to work. Since childhood, all Anna's children loved to work together and help each other, as well as their village. Meanwhile, Lyusya begins to remember her childhood and her beloved horse Igrenok, who was weak, which led to his death. The horse worked hard and benefited Lucy's family. Walking around the outskirts of her village, she realized that she was not walking on her own, but some force was pulling her, trying to show her what she had lost here and what she couldn’t live without. All this time Varvara sat and grieved for her mother who had not died.