I like my country.

As soon as I have heard a composition theme, in a head there were thoughts: "Oh, to write about stories of Kurlovo, about its founder …” But then has thought that "Kurlovo" or "History of Kurlovo”. The theme sounds absolutely differently.

It was an unusually hot summer day. The sun shone too much brightly, that made passers-by squint and hide in the shadows in a search of the saving coolness. It seemed that only one man was completely satisfied with such weather: he nestled on a park bench under an old tree sipping mineral water from a bottle. The man was watching people around him with a great interest. He realized that a lot had changed since his childhood, even the city itself.

"I LOVE MY BIRTHPLACE"

            I'd like to tell you about the town where I was born and has grown up. Some people do not value the place where they live and wish to move to the capital rushing to the well-to-do and comfortable life. As for me, I enjoy my town Vladimir, its shadow by-streets, white stone cathedrals, monuments of the past. My town is located on the high left bank of the Klyazma river. It is buried in the verdure ofthe trees with the golden cupolas of the churches. You can see a lot of interesting things when you go along the small streets and big wide boulevards. Every street, every turning, every house hide a mystery which you want to guess. You see, they tell you about the fates of the citizens in my ancient town of Vladimir.

I LOVE MY BIRTHPLACE

            Motherland. It is an extremely warm and kind heart word. Every person finds his own meaning in the word "motherland”. For some people it is the place where he was born, for the other people it is the land of ancestors, for the third it is the place where he was formed  as a personality, had the first idea about kindness and harm, learned to enjoy the nature and people, felt his importance, unique position in the life.

            What is the notion of "motherland” connected for me with? It provokes different associations, images, recollection.

         I enjoy travelling.  What a pleasure is to take a train and to rush into the unknown. So I found myself in a small village of Nekludovo. The village seems to be nothing remarkable (so is throughout Russia, and the name it dims down).

Let me first tell you some words about the history of my native town. Vladimir was founded by the Russian Prince Vladimir Monomakh on the banks of the Kliazma river. The city of Vladimir really blossomed in the 12th century during the reign of Prince Andrey Bogolubsky, who strengthened its independence, welcomed architects, icon-painters, jewellers from other countries, built new palaces and churches so magnificent that travelers compaired them with the ones in the "mother of all Russian cities"- Kiev. Until the middle of 14th century the city had been an administrative, cultural and religious center for North-Eastern Russia. During the Mongol invasion in the 13th century Vladimir was besieged, looted and almost totally destroyed. But thanks to the deeds of the local population the city was restored and now the city is a capital of the Vladimir province.

Birthplace… this word means something special for every person. Some people think that the motherland is the country where a man was born; others think that it is a native town, village or even a home. But what combines all people is that the definition ‘birthplace’ is associated with something warm, bright and close. To my mind, the birthplace is at first my native village, where I have lived for all my life.

My name is Yaroslav. I am 14. I am the pupil of the 8^th form. My school number is 21. It is situated in Mir Street. I have been living in Vladimir since my birthday. I am a very happy boy. I have got a mother, a father, two grannies and my elder brother. They all love me and of course I love them, too.

What do I love my Motherland for? Anyone can find an answer to this question, but everyone answers it in his own way.

My Motherland is Russia which is renowned for its beauty of  nature. In my opinion Russia is the most picturesque corner of the world. Endless lands expand here. I think Russia has all the diversity and charm that  nature can give. There are many wonderful, picturesque rivers, running for hundreds of kilometres, high hills and mountains, and endless forests. What else can one see here? There are lots of amazingly beautiful places. Vast green meadows and fields with flowers, pine woods  and mixed forests of birch trees and groves of oaks. There are many forest lakes, too. In our forests, where it is so quiet, calm and magic  , you can hear a nightingale and other birds singing. But it is not always so quiet in a wood. When a strong wind rises or a storm begins, forests make noises like a great ocean, and trees crack and even bend to the earth. You can see all kinds of beauty of nature in Russia.