| (1968 year) |
This story is about my hero. His name is Vladimir Povstjanoj and he is my grandfather. He is very kind and equitable. He did many good deeds during his life, and once he saved my life.
I was 2 years old. My mother, my grandfather and I were walking near construction. My mother couldn’t hold in the perambulator, and it dove into a deep hole. When the perambulator was at the brink my grandfather jumped and caught it. That’s how my grandfather saved my life.
When I grow up and hear this story, I was shocked. I knew that he was a very good man, but I didn’t know that he was a real hero.
Also my grandfather was true and responsive. He helped people in disputes, and he could help everyone who asked him, that’s why I think that he was a real hero.
My grandfather died 27 September 2007 year. He was a good man, and we will always remember him.
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