Motherland is an essential part of us. This is the world we live in. For me the word «Motherland» means first of all the place where I spent my early childhood - a small village not far from Vladimir.
I recall this place with its picturesque nature, wide fields and thick forests. I enjoyed living there. It was fun to splash in puddles in summer. We, children, felt happy to watch the first snow, falling down in winter, to listen to the birds in May. Yes, I had a careless childhood.
When, now I think about my early childhood it seems to me that every day was bright and sunny, at that happy time. I recall my grandmother`s wrinkled face, her kind hardworking hands. For me this place, my grandmother, my friends are my Motherland.
I have recently visited this place. My grandmother is not living there any longer. I could see only five old houses. Two very old women are still living there. I felt the heartache that one can feel when he/she says «Good-bye» to something or someone very dear and close. At the moment I swore the oath to return to that place when I grow up, when I become a well-educated person. I swore the oath to do my best to return the village to live. I don`t know how I will do it, but I will do it.
I don`t understand people who leave their Motherland looking for happiness abroad.
I remember the words of, Vladimir Putin, our future president (I am sure of that): «A loving son will never leave his sick mother.» He meant our Motherland. I am a loving daughter and I will never, leave my small Motherland. Believe me!

Done by Anastasia Volgina
School №21, Form 6
Teacher N. V. Gornostaeva
The town of Kovrov, the Vladimir area