A. S. Bakirov, "My Pomegranate"

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It was early on a may morning, 1946. In one of Andijan yard houses, the then Uzbek SSR, short clay house with a whitewashed wall, tandoor (clay oven for national bake cakes and samosas) in a corner of the yard, planted saplings of pomegranate, apricot and sweet cherry, the whole family was busy with their usual activities, as well as the children of the family in question. In other words – picture transmission beautiful Oriental flavor of Central Asian inhabitants.

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Five-year Abidjan, found near the embers of the tandoor, dirtying her fingers, walked over to the freshly whitewashed wall and began to draw. He drew his grenades, unlike their peers, not just one line, as only children can, and lively, rounded and beautiful that could be seen even to the naked eye. Before he could finish "his work" from the house came the boy's mother. Seeing WHAT he did with the wall and his clothes, she began to scold. The boy's father, engaged in farming, also broke away from their business. At this point, went into the yard of uncle Abidjan, who also lived in the house. Unlike his brother and daughter-in-law, he first noticed the wall and dirty clothes of the child, and SAW the first picture of his nephew - the future artist Abid Bakirova. For a moment he silently and thoughtfully looked at the events, seeing the figure of a small boy he went up to her brother and said, "do Not scold the child. Look at WHAT he did, and HOW! Yes this is the work of the artist! You'll see, he'll grow up to be a famous artist!" Uncle picked up favorite nephew, who under the pressure of parents started to cry, smearing her wet with tears face, with lighting from the embers with her hands, looked him in the eye and said, "don't cry. When you grow up, you become an artist, you will definitely become a famous painter. I'll give you the pencils and the album, are you going to do." Uncle noticed the talent little nephew at the age of five was the name of Abbas Bakirov. The very well-known and beloved by the people, people's artist of the USSR Abbas Bakirov.