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« Lifelife goes on, because there is work and there is hope.

LifeIt also goes because there are books that give hope.”

G.N. Troepolsky

November 29, 2015 - 110 years of Gavriil Troepolsky, author of the world famous novel “White Bim Black Ear.”

The famous Russian writer Gavriil Nikolaevich Troepolsky lived a long life, remaining a caring, brave and honest person, a man of active goodness. G. Troepolsky introduced the reader to real people of different characters, morals, and quirks. Gabriel Nikolaevich often used stories from his own life in his works, successfully combining real events and fiction. “I am for writing about everything... If you write only about good, then for evil it is a godsend, a brilliance; if you write only about happiness, then people will stop seeing the unhappy, they won’t notice,” the writer said.

G. N. Troepolsky wrote several books: “Chernozem”, “Candidate of Sciences”, “Prokhor X VII and others”, “Stories”.

The story “White Bim Black Ear” brought the writer the USSR State Prize in 1975. G. N. Troepolsky was awarded the Italian prize in the field of children's and youth literature - "Bancarellino". The book was published in many countries and was translated into many languages. In American colleges, “White Bim Black Ear” is included in the compulsory literature program.

Director Stanislav Rostotsky shot a wonderful two-part film with Vyacheslav Tikhonov in the title role. A touching lyrical film story about the fate of a dog losing its beloved owner, about the attitude of people towards “lesser brothers”, made many people cry over the fate of Bim.

In 1998, a monument to the dog White Bim Black Ear was unveiled in Voronezh. One of the streets in Voronezh is named after the writer. One of the city's libraries also bears his name.

More details about the fate of the writer can be read in the book of the Voronezh writer M. Fedorov “Chernozem Man”. This is a documentary novel based on the memories of the writer’s relatives, friends and acquaintances, archival materials and publications. The book also talks about the fate a priest from the outback - Father Nikolai Troepolsky, executed in 1931 for resisting collectivization. It also included a story about the case of Nikolai Troepolsky, “Father of the Writer. Case No...." The writer M.I. Fedorov was personally acquainted with G. Troepolsky and considers him one of those people who guided him through life and helped him not to deviate from his goal - to become a writer.

Zotov, S. A man of good // Our contemporary. - 2013. - No. 12. - P. 275-277.

Perova, E. Biography of Gabriel of Troepolsky // Moscow. - 2013. - No. 1. - P. 213-215.

Statements by G. N. Troepolsky

“You have to live in such a way that you are not afraid to sell your parrot to the biggest gossip in town.”

“You can say stupid things, but not in a solemn tone”

“So warm friendship and devotion became happiness, because each understood each other and each did not demand from the other more than what he could give. This is the basis, the salt of friendship."

“Not a single dog in the world considers ordinary devotion to be something unusual. But people have come up with the idea of ​​extolling this feeling of a dog as a feat only because not all of them, and not very often, have such devotion to a friend and loyalty to duty that this is the root of life, the natural basis of the being itself, when the nobility of the soul is a self-evident state.”

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Troepolsky Gabriel Nikolaevich (1905 - 1995)
Russian writer. Aphorisms, quotes - Troepolsky G.N. Biography.
"White Bim Black Ear", 1971 *) Reader friend! Forgive me for sometimes writing one or two satirical pictures in a lyrical and optimistic story about a dog. Don’t accuse someone of violating the laws of creativity, because every writer has his own “laws.” Don’t blame me, dear, for mixing genres, for life itself is a mixture: good and evil, happiness and unhappiness, laughter and grief, truth and lies live side by side, and so close to each other that sometimes it is difficult to distinguish one from the other. It would be worse for me if you suddenly noticed a half-truth in me. She looks like a half-empty barrel. But there is no point in proving the difference between a half-empty and half-full barrel. I am for writing about everything, and not about the same thing. The latter is harmful. Think about it! If you write only about good, then for evil it is a godsend, a brilliance; if you write only about happiness, then people will stop seeing the unhappy and in the end will not notice them; if you write only about the seriously beautiful, then people will stop laughing at the ugly. And in the silence of the passing autumn, enveloped in its gentle slumber, in the days of short-lived oblivion of the coming winter, you begin to understand: only truth, only honor, only a clear conscience, and about all this - the word. A word to little people who will later become adults, a word to adults who have not forgotten that they were once children. Not a single dog in the world considers ordinary devotion to be something unusual. But people came up with the idea of ​​extolling this feeling of a dog as a feat only because not all of them, and not so often, possess devotion to a friend and loyalty to duty so much that this is the root of life, the natural basis of the being itself, when the nobility of the soul is a self-evident state. Warm friendship and devotion became happiness, because each understood each other and each did not demand from the other more than what he could give. This is the basis, the salt of friendship. Bim firmly understood: if you scratch the door, the doors will definitely be opened for you and they exist so that everyone can enter: ask and they will let you in. From a dog's point of view, this was already a firm belief. But Bim didn’t know, he didn’t know and couldn’t know how many disappointments and troubles there would be later from such naive gullibility, he didn’t know and couldn’t know that there are doors that don’t open, no matter how much you scratch at them. Still, even a dog’s life can be a dog’s life, for it lives under the hypnosis of three “pillars”: “impossible”, “back”, “good”. Conscience... No one can ever get away from it unless it looks like a perfectly straight twig: one that can be bent into an arc and, when released at will, can be straightened as you please. Kindness, boundless trust and affection - feelings are always irresistible, if sycophancy has not rubbed in between them, which can then, gradually, turn everything into false - kindness, trust, and affection. This is a terrible quality - sycophancy. And a lie can be as sacred as the truth... So a mother sings a cheerful song to a hopelessly ill child and smiles. Life is going. It goes because there is hope, without which despair would kill life. Friendship and trust are not bought or sold. The reproach of the dead is the most terrible reproach, because from them one cannot expect either forgiveness, regret, or pity for the repentant sinner who has committed evil. __________ *) Text "White Bim Black Ear" - in the Maxim Moshkov Library There is a flower standing on the ground, a tiny drop of blue sky, such a simple and frank harbinger of joy and happiness to whom it is due and available. But for everyone, both happy and unhappy, he is now the adornment of life. This is how it is among us humans: there are modest people with a pure heart, “inconspicuous” and “small”, but with a huge soul. They decorate life, containing all the best that exists in humanity - kindness, simplicity, trust. So a snowdrop seems like a drop of heaven on earth... Bim is sleeping. And he sees a dream: he kicks his legs - he runs in his sleep. This one doesn't care about snowdrops: he sees blue only as gray (that's how a dog's vision works). Nature has created a kind of denigrator of reality. Go and convince him, dear friend, so that he can see from a human point of view. Even if you cut off the head, you will see it your own way. Nature creates according to a stable law: the need for one in the other, from the simplest to the highly developed life, everywhere - this law... The past is like a dream... Isn't the present a dream? Time is unstoppable, unstoppable and inexorable. Everything is in time and movement. And the one who seeks only stable peace is already all in the past, whether he is a young guardian of himself or an elderly one - age does not matter. O restless man! Glory to you forever, who thinks, who suffers for the sake of the future! Not every dog ​​can be bought for bait. Even the toilet rumbles in response to a bad tenant. - (pre-house committee Paltitych) Bim noticed long ago that people were exchanging some kind of pieces of paper that smelled like something you couldn’t tell. Some, though still clean, smell of bread, sausage, and the store in general, but most smell of many hands. People love them, these pieces of paper, they hide them in their pocket or on the table, like the owner. Although Bim did not understand anything in these matters, he easily understood: as soon as the owner gave the driver a piece of paper, they became friends. What difference does it make - I gave a ruble for a small “business”, or twenty for a big one, or a thousand for a big one? It's still a shame. It's like you're selling your conscience for little things. Of course, Bim is lower than a person, so he will never guess about it. Bim doesn’t understand that these pieces of paper and conscience are sometimes directly dependent. I felt sorry for killing the game. It's probably old age. It’s so nice all around, and suddenly there’s a dead bird... Split personality in long-term solitude is to some extent inevitable. For centuries, a dog saved a person from this. There was a directive from the leadership of the hunters' society about the destruction of magpies as harmful birds, and all hunters killed magpies with a clear conscience. There was a similar attitude about hawk birds. They were also killed. And about wolves. These were destroyed almost completely. But suddenly, in the new installation, the kite and magpie are declared useful birds, not enemies of birds: it is prohibited to destroy them. The strictest order for destruction was replaced by the strictest order for prohibition. Now the only bird left to be destroyed, declared outlaw, is the hooded crow. She allegedly destroys bird nests (which, however, the magpie was also categorically accused of). But no one is responsible for the poisoning of birds in steppe and forest-steppe regions with pesticides. Saving forests and fields from pests, we destroyed birds, and by destroying them, we destroyed... Forests. Was it really the gray crow, the eternal orderly and companion of human society, who was to blame? What can you do if dogs understand people, but people do not always understand dogs or even each other. Bim had treated children specially before, but now he was finally convinced that little people were all good, but big people were different and sometimes bad. He, of course, could not know that little people later become big and also different, but it’s not a dog’s business to argue how and why little good people grow into big bad people. Bravery is always combined with pride and self-esteem - even in a ferret. If there were no hope at all, not a single drop on earth, then all people would die of despair. There is not a single person on earth who has heard a dog die. Dogs die silently. The woman stroked Bim on the back. She understood everything: someone she loved had left forever, and it was scary, terribly difficult to see her off forever, it was like burying a living person. These were tears of hope, happy tears, I tell you, the best tears in the world, no worse than tears of joy in meetings and happiness. Reversing cause and effect is always a very advantageous method of proof. It’s amazing how both sides can be right when one tells a half-truth and the other does not know the other half of the truth. Slander, although short, has strong legs. People sold Bim's good name for money. Well, at least Bim didn’t know this, just as he didn’t know that other people could sell their honor, loyalty and heart for those pieces of paper. Thank goodness for the dog who doesn’t know this! A Scotch terrier, for example, take him: he pretends that his brick head is full of different ideas (beard! long mustache and eyebrows! philosopher!), but in reality he is stupid, commands, swears at his owner day after day, like nervously ill, feints incessantly. What's the point? Yes, none! One appearance. And inside there is fluff or complete emptiness. O great courage and long-suffering of a dog! What forces created you so powerful and indestructible that even in your dying hour you move your body forward? At least little by little, but forward. Forward, to where there may be trust and kindness for an unfortunate, lonely, forgotten dog with a pure heart.

(Source: “Aphorisms from around the world. Encyclopedia of wisdom.” www.foxdesign.ru)

. Academician 2011.

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Troepolsky Gavriil Nikolaevich (16 (29).11.1905), born in the village. Novospasovka, now Gribanovsky district, Voronezh region. Russian Soviet writer. He worked as a rural teacher and agronomist. Published since 1937, systematically since 1953. In the cycle of satirical stories “From the Notes of an Agronomist” (1953; script for the film “Land and People”, 1955), he was one of the founders of a new approach to depicting rural life, marked by truthfulness and problematic nature. He also published the satirical story “Candidate of Sciences” (1958), the novel “Chernozem” (books 1−2, 1958 - 1961) about the Soviet village of the 1920s, the journalistic essay “About rivers, soils and other things” (1965), the play “The Lodgers” (1971), etc. New facets of Troepolsky’s talent were revealed in the lyrical story “In the Reeds” (1963) and the story “White Bim Black Ear” (1971; USSR State Prize, 1975), which raises complex moral issues. Troepolsky's works have been translated into the languages ​​of the peoples of the USSR and foreign languages. Awarded the Order of the Red Banner of Labor.

Lit.: Skobelev V., Gavriil Troepolsky, M., 1969; Borisova I., In search of a friend, “New World”, 1971, No. 8; Dedkov I., “There are two wills in the field...”. Prose by G. Troepolsky, “Our Contemporary”, 1975, No. 11; Russian Soviet prose writers. Biobibliographic index, vol. 5, M., 1968.

Troepolsky Gavriil Nikolaevich (16 (29).11.1905) - Soviet, Russian writer. Gabriel Nikolaevich was born in the village of Novospasovka, today Voronezh region, Gribanovsky district. He worked in a rural school as a teacher, then as an agronomist.

Troepolsky began publishing his works in 1937, and since 1953 he has systematically appeared in various publications.

In the satirical stories “From the Notes of an Agronomist” (1953) and the script for the film “Earth and People” (1955), Troepolsky acted as one of the founders of a new approach to depicting rural life, which noted truthfulness and problematic nature.

He also published in 1958 the satirical story “Candidate of Sciences” and the novel “Chernozem” (books 1−2, 1958 - 1961), which tells about a Soviet village in the 20s. The journalistic essay “About Rivers, Soils and Other Things” was published in 1965, and the play “The Guests” was published in 1971.

Gabriel Nikolaevich was able to reveal new facets of his talent in the lyrical story “In the Reeds” (1963) and the story “White Bim Black Ear” (1971; USSR State Prize, 1975), which raised complex moral problems. Over the years, Treopolsky’s works have been translated into many foreign languages, as well as into the languages ​​of the peoples of the countries of the USSR. Gabriel Nikolaevich was awarded the Order of the Red Banner of Labor. Since 1967 he was a member of the board of the USSR, and since 1975 a member of the board of the joint venture of the RSFSR.

In 1995, on June 30, Gabriel Nikolaevich passed away. His grave is located at the Comintern Cemetery in Voronezh.

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Brief biography of Gabriel Troepolsky

Gavriil Nikolaevich Troepolsky is a Soviet-Russian writer of the 20th century. The most famous work is “White Bim Black Ear”. Born on November 16 (29), 1905 in the village of Novo-Spasskoye. The writer's father was a clergyman. The boy studied at the Novokhoperskaya gymnasium for the first three grades, then transferred to the Novogolskaya school for two years and returned to the gymnasium again. After receiving secondary education, Troepolsky entered the agricultural school of Borisoglebsk district. After his studies, he taught in rural areas for several years. While teaching, he wrote from time to time. The well-known writer Nikandorov at that time, having read his works, said that he definitely needed to write.

Troepolsky began working in his main specialty in the spring of 1931. During this period, he got a job as an agronomist at an experimental station in the Voronezh region, where he was first a junior researcher and then a manager. Soon he was transferred to the Ostrogozhsky stronghold of the same station, where he worked until 1954. After this, he was appointed head of the Ostrogozhsky cultivar department. There he was engaged in the selection of millet and kept a diary of scientific work, which contained all the materials of his observations and selections. This is how the series “From the Notes of an Agronomist” appeared. This man devoted almost a quarter of a century to agronomy, and only in the 1950s did he begin to engage in literary activities professionally. Around the same period, he moved to Voronezh.

He also had achievements made in his youth. For example, in 1921 he tried to describe the beauty of his native land, and decades later these lines were included in the novel “Chernozem”. At the very beginning of his creative activity, the writer published under the pseudonym Lirvag. The publication of Troepolsky's first full-fledged story dates back to 1937. In 1963, the story “In the Reeds” appeared, which was favorably received by critics. In the same year, the essay “On Rivers, Soils and Other Things” was published. In 1971, a story was published that widely glorified the writer. The story “White Bim Black Ear” turned out to be so successful that it was translated into 20 or more languages. The writer died in June 1995 in the city of Voronezh.