in belarus, the process of fodder harvesting continues, with special attention to compliance with technology and the condition of fodder storage. the food security of the country directly depends on this. this was discussed at a seminar in the shklovsky district with the participation of the governor of the mogilev region. anatoly isachenko studied the experience of forage harvesting, using the example of a beef farm. agro here uses the method of alternating crops, sunflower and corn. this allows you to balance the diet of cows in terms of sugar and protein, as a result of an increase in inflation. they sell 40 tons instead of 28. isn't that the result. look here 28 and 40 12 tons, there are 12 tons a day for 30 days. under 400, half a thousand tons almost adds milk, and this is not a little more than half a million rubles for just one farm. this is a clear example of how food production should really be done. naturally, livestock production from

love to madness will show the premiere of the new fantastic ballet giselle in a big stop, and the naive girl giselle and her love, which turned out to be stronger than death, new reading of the chief abolitionist of the bolshoi theater igor kolb will be presented today to catch the last preparation and see the love triangle. on the planes. it was possible even at the weekend the theater held an open rehearsal as part of the weekend action, in the bolshoi theater. i revised again. the clavier saw the fragment. adana has unused music by sda albert and giselle for the first act. and i thought that all the same, i, uh, not just like that, but the main one hurts mister and i realized what was needed. use never used music in the performance the composer kuznetsov orchestrated this small fragment in the first act as well. uh, not only did i have to endure as a person who brought in, but i will have my own premiere in

the premiere. the development of olympic education as well as the involvement of students in sports was discussed during the dialogue platform at the belarusian state agrarian technical university in the audience gathered students, as well as famous belarusian athletes.

a piece of heaven on earth is very good here. breathing here, it hurts. it's quiet here well, i find myself living hamster belarusians, and the leaves are cunning. when i moved here to live in the village, there was still dedushkin's cousin fyodor kirillovich sachkov, and he always spoke, whether it was crooked or serious. so i

took it as a joke. rai is also remembered by the countess sachkovskaya. yes, cyril is the whole countess, you see, i say knee-deep hands in manure. the countess is digging in the mud in the beds. the village of satkovichi, the locals call it satskovichi, the beautiful village is located on a green meadow, once there were a lot of people here. geese, lots of livestock. she was pulled out. how beautiful and even it was here in childhood, when we ran barefoot along these trampled paths after the rain and drove the

wheel in front of us. it was such happiness vert bliss. our village sachkovichi and sachkovichi belong to the greek village council. before these lands belonged to queen bonnie, the first mention in the village of suchkovichi was in 1528, when the queen was sforza handed over these lands to stefan sachkovsky and at a time when people were cultivating the land , nobility was given immediately and not all decided these live in swamps, because the swamp was considered the fifth element and they were very afraid of it. well, stepan sachkovsky was not afraid and got these lands. and this is where it started. here is sachkovsky. as for the lands themselves, then, of course, they were probably more fertile, because periodically the river developed naturally in the spring. this gave the land some kind of fertility. well, in the swamps, of

course, there was a lot of all kinds of vegetation and the polyureshuks knew their land well, their lands used this land well in their life land in the swamps and fed and treated with particular popularity. it was used here until the 20th century. air, it was actively collected and handed over to the purveyors. of course, the village of sachkovichi experienced good times when count sachkovsky was in charge here, because it was the golden age, there were no warriors at that time, but nevertheless. this, of course, was also a very difficult time, as for life in the leshuks, i now know that in the woodland, in some places, ore was mined in some em mel, but the village of sachkovichi lived due to fishing and fish. there was a lot in the river and there was enough of it for everyone, and watering was caught and sold on boats at the market in the city of pinsk. the

front of the first world war passed through our village, even the trenches are still visible in some places outside the village. and at that time, people, in order to protect themselves from shells, inserted crosses near their houses. and when i was still here, well, as a teenager, i was always surprised. i thought that crosses were only put up at the crossroads. and in our village there is another house where there was a cross at the entrance to the courtyard. now our village. i am i believe that it is simply being revived and all the inhabitants, to the best of their ability and ability, are trying to embellish their yard, and i believe that this is a piece of paradise on belarusian soil in the belarusian woodland. somewhere in 2000, in our village there were 47 households and 78 residents, but today. this is only 26 households and 43 inhabitants, but nevertheless it cannot be said that the village is dying. no, she lives, lives for those who return to their native places, lives at the expense of people who buy empty plots and houses here and equip the village. here

there are no young people, because there is a village near the city, and now i understand, because the passports to the villagers appeared only to be issued in 73 in belarus, therefore, the parents. how could we strive for the children to go to live in the city, because in the city, of course, life was much easier than in the countryside, so my parents left, the future then still quite young, they left for the city not because it was bad there from the fact that it was easier to live in the city, get a job and earn a salary. maybe it was hard to live, but it was easier than when everything was done on the collective farm. i do not know when people survived until now, despite the fact that there is technology, however, those people who keep cattle cows, there are birds. they don't have any days off, they don't have holidays. they work all the time and never complain. it's hard that something is missing. that is, there is not

enough meat, which means that two wild boars will keep not enough. poster three cows will keep and so on. hmm, the polybug wo n't complain too much, but will try to live decently. in polishchuks well, people are like that, well, i’m cunning in my mind, very hardworking, sympathetic and, on the principle of someone else’s, i won’t take it, but i won’t give up my own decent people, when i was growing up, because no one had castles. there were just sticks on a string. you came to the house. if it is closed on a stick, then no one is at home. no one had a clue to close the houses were closed at home. she just had such interesting keys on the latch and the key lay, either upstairs or hiding somewhere under the wheel, but they didn’t hide it anywhere, because , well, just parting was decency, high culture. as old people say hello to us

, they will definitely bow to you, that is, uh, polishuks treat with respect to those whom they met on their way, children are taught this. when the river developed here, the water reached the very threshold of the house and my favorite pastime was to take leaky cats and walk around them. that's how small crucian carp got there on the grass. for what from my mother i got it great, because she understood the pressure in her hands today, which means i went to the water. it was a dangerous river to overflow. well, great. here it would be just the sea, that 's all, therefore, there was water, there was a lot of fish, there were a lot of people who loved to go fishing, my brothers. this is because we all lived here, they loved to go fishing, they took me to carry cats with them. our ancestors

rode horses to these territories, swam during the flood of the river in boats, and thanks to our children, we go fishing on an atv . great breeze, wonderful weather . catch a fish now. catch a fish , we'll catch it. wow, well hurry up. here i am not yet i told you, but you don't believe me. when i caught it once, do you remember what a huge bream no one caught there, only i caught vova, here he is, here he is, here he is, here

he is, but, i say, you have to wait until i tell you they wait now oh for now i'll take it. and where did i get such agility from? and how can i do this? come on, come on, he's handsome. take a picture, let go, don't forget to kiss. maybe it's a girl. quiet, quiet, quiet, quiet, quiet, but so carefully. carefully, carefully, now we will let you go, we just kiss. this is how it lives. that's the kind of fishing we have caught, kissed and released the weather is wonderful. oh what a beauty, what a beauty. this is polissya. this is nature. oh how great. it's good after

work. here's how to relax, feed the fish , admire the nature of the clouds. and the fountain gurgles. complete idyll paradise place fortunately, i returned to this village every day. i can remember those happy days of childhood, even of youth, because we came here to visit relatives. this house, which i was born in, did not have a fence. it was just that there was such a wire so that the cattle would not go into the yard there and what a green onion there was. there was a huge sado of geese, which i was very afraid of, because the ganders were chasing each piece guarding their herd, and therefore everything comes close, and also pulls out and screams . i had to run home. i could not

wait for the evening when these geese finally leave the servant or go to the pond and go to swim, yes, in the family. hello brother dug up bulba dug up, right? vadimka who could have thought that i would come? here is already such an adult to this hut, something the hut will stand still. oh what a house what house seemed? something mansions are high. look how small the hut is, or the hut is shrinking, or whether we grew up or it turned out to be so big. i remember how it is a cat. my mother brought me from the city. i had whooping cough and when i had an attack, when they opened it. this is what i coughed and the air, this healing air, and immediately stopped in the city to say, but in the city they could not cure, they said only rural air. well, this is the window. the little one seemed so big to me. i was little and this

the porch on which she sat. it seems to me that such a big door is everything as i was sitting, what a tiddly little i would be in this stump, i guess. of course, not now. e such houses, as there were houses before, were covered, er, with a charm, well, our house was small with reeds. this is how he is, this is how he is. and there was bread attached to it. by the way, she was everything. it was under one roof. childhood memories are sometimes so very interesting , touching, it seemed like an unusual old lilac bush. and for me, it's my whole life. i remember how i am here through the collective farm field. we went through picking cornflowers from this

side, from this side there was corn or vice versa for another year. and now, i am now looking at this siren and thinking, and why was he so afraid of him, i rushed past. it seemed to me faster than a dog, because i was very afraid of this bush, when you scared me here, a little dog, i always ran past it, but now this taste is dear to me. how is the memory? i didn't have a grandmother. unfortunately, they died early, but mom's aunt's older sister was here, who took here to the village for years. i have girlfriends here. i still remember them with warmth, we played the wheel here. this is how they rode. here along the path there were no better toys in the world than both from the wheel. the main task was to beg him somewhere from his parents or from his grandfather. i remember my childhood, then

they laughed at the villagers in the city at their speech. um, why did i try to speak russian very clearly, because here in the village, sochkovichi, the local dialect is such a dialect. it is not belarusian, it is ukrainian polish. well, some kind of local here is such an adverb. but we left for the city in 1960. i was five years old. after finishing school. i entered the finnish pedagogical school and worked as an educator in the baranovichi region, also in a very beautiful village, i specially left away from my parents from parental care. i wanted to be independent and mature. i think i did the right thing. then, when i returned here to the city, i already had two small children, but i entered the institute. graduated from the institute and 29 i was a kindergarten teacher, and i worked as a kindergarten teacher until i retired. their life is full of creativity and

dedication, what about the musical? yes, i have a passion for writing and songs, but i don’t consider myself a composer. i am the author of music at the studio, the movie begins, you can just work without work. it was impossible there, because you were intercepted, and the life and professional development of figures of the belarusian culture went to work in minsk as a construction technician for architecture. i didn't prepare anything for company with him went. well, at school i was an excellent student, but somehow i drew something so that i put a documentary biographical project on footage of life, wooden architecture. it

starts with a gate and ends with a star. david for sure. well, you are ready, malt spirits, to give some song of your own. , even as the local press assures - this is the pearl of the western together we will go to the most beautiful interesting places in belarus, the white ladies and the black monk settled, who guard the castle from uninvited bones. it feels like i 'm in a real salt cave, although actually. here everything is done in order

to achieve such an effect, we will introduce you to local entertainment and attractions for years and by the age when the girl got married, her collection should have had about 400 dolls. see in the program the route was built on belarus 24 tv channel. when i moved here to live in the village, there was still dedushkin's cousin fyodor kirillovich is alive . he played the clarinet, the clarinet sang in his

human voice without him. here, not a single wedding was done for him, they were recorded in advance. it was a high-ranking man who, if he had already promised someone. here's something, let's say, on september 15 there will be a wedding, for no money. nobody could outbid him. this is also a distinctive part of the polishchuk. that's it. eh, from this area from the village of sachkovichi the music of his clarinet. i remember for the rest of my life i always said, whether seriously. so i perceived. the countess sachkovskaya also remembers this as a joke of paradise. yes, countess, you see, i say hands in manure knee-deep, the countess digs dirt in the beds, and then years passed somehow his daughter showed me showed me a document confirming it. about the fact that, yes, count ochkovsky, this is our direct relative , great-great-great-great-great-great-great-grandfather,

who had a letter written to him that he was exactly grafchkovsky, therefore. now i have now become graphic. you know, when i first time years ago, the children went to egypt and the first excursion, uh, around hurghada was and when we got on the bus, we entered there were different russians. basically, my age was such, you mean ether, than that of the polesie cranes, because there is no such beauty anywhere. wherever you go. look, what a beauty, and i was drawn here for years, and i returned here as a completely different person, an adult with a different direction, with other thoughts, with other ideas. and now the problem is who to go to the city or me or my husband for

groceries. it's a whole problem. you feel so comfortable here that in the city just suffocate. i returned to my native village and to build a business, we just bought a house here, and we had a dacha here and started gardening. it was all very funny, of course, because we absolutely didn’t know how and didn’t know anything, but we studied very diligently, but then when problems appeared with the collapse of the soviet union purely material problems, children are students, and we began to think what to do to make it some salary support. we had greenhouses here. when we decided to go into floriculture, the idea belonged, of course, to he said this to my husband valery vladimirovich, but come on and we will try it like the poles, to which i answered him, right? are you, are you

going to be a carnation in the market? he laughed and said no, and aunt heard us talking, which was so quiet we stood on her porch in poland wind and canada starts like this, if you don’t have one, you have to start, who is percy of that lecture. in 2008, we created a farm and came up with a sonorous name for the woodland branch, as our husband said, we will decorate the land. this is his phrase says, well, my wife grew tomatoes , cucumbers, now we will decorate the land. and at that time in pinsk there was no such production in general in the brest region e. well, now this is our largest farm in the republic. this is pelargonium ampelous pelargonium a beautiful flower, especially for those areas where the owners are rare or very busy, in any drought the owner will wait for a flowering form,

then you just need to work with it a little. we are engaged in the cultivation of flower crops for landscaping, this is about 47 titles. there are also perennials and also ornamental shrubs and conifers . tui are spherical thuja and emeralds, then the brabant started. we had a hectare of land we were given when we created a farm, then we were given another 10 hectares, then we took it and realized that we are expanding today. we already have more than 40 hectares of land, well, which needs to be developed. my kitty, run, run, run, we're just quick, quick, quick , quick. well my good my. yes, my kitty

purrs. found on the voice comes will find where anything, only a voice will be heard. when we started the business, we worked only together and our family, that is, the children helped in everything. today already because i have good helpers. i have a wonderful team that i can rely on, which can even work without me. so nikolaevna why are you here yourself? why can lena put lena here? i am a farmer, not the one who just sits in an office somewhere, i am always in the field, probably, with all the workers they do all the work. if there aren't enough people it means that i am engaged in watering and when the crops are all only janus is an assistant, really. the complexity

of the farmer's work is not a standardized working day. i can not tell. how long is our working day? we know for sure. what time does it start. it usually starts at dawn. we still have an unplowed field for business. that's just not to be afraid, well , you have to work, that is, first you need to work. well, the police are put not only by our beautiful nature and kind inventive people, but also, of course, there is a kitchen belarusian cuisine. and if you are inclined to field cuisine, well, there dishes are very tasty, nutritious and very simple. uh, since there is no variety of spices, as in the east in belarus and on the playlist, all the more so , the simplest spices are used. this is coriander bay leaf pepper. well, dill of course, salt. that's the feeling of the holiday created by all the families in the woods, yes, and in

every village. this is when favorite family meals were prepared. these were pies and various kulebyaki, there and everything else. and, of course, sausages. mom always says pigs for the holiday - this is has always been, and as a rule, holidays, family holidays and others have always cooked, potato sausage. we were very much looking forward to it. it used to be a favorite dish with my sister. we loved it and love it very much. my children and grandchildren, of course, this dish. i always cook, it is eaten in one sitting. for tomorrow, as a rule, there is nothing left and grandmother cook more. well, my grandmother always has no time. but you nonetheless. i am doing my best. it is very simple to cook dishes, potatoes are used, ordinary potatoes, which are cut like this, i already prepared in advance. eh, it's being cut. well, how to fry such a medium-sized straw , not very thin, but not very large. this is for the convenience of the filling. we cut the meat not

very large. and refuels that's it. spices in a mortar the small intestine is taken, it is called pork casings and stretched. like this on a ring. everything is very simple. this is how it turns out. for the rural viewer, this is not a novelty. appetizing pierce like this so that the air came out. and 40 minutes she was in the oven turned out. at

our table was always covered with a tablecloth. i have a towel. we have a very close-knit family, and all our successes and failures are all in common, if something went wrong with us, we never say that we listened to you. this. you did wrong. you did it wrong, that is, none of this. there are no scandals in the family, nothing. well burned out burned out says nothing. thank god for taking the money. that's all. i think this is the success of any business. especially for a family business, i know how to survive here. i know how it is here behave. i know who to turn to for help. i know who needs my help.

this road, when i am going now, i think could i ever be a barefoot girl who loved to run barefoot very much to think that i would manage such a large farm, that i would work on the land, that i would love my homeland so much that i will love this village of mine, the most beautiful village on earth, the most beautiful village of nadesie. this is my homeland. this is my love. this is my life and i'm happy that i'll live here here where i was born where i was born there and came in handy. it's about me. what will happen to the climb after many years? i think that polissya will exist and, probably, be reborn, and life will be life without a key here. this is a rich area here. i think it will breathe easily and freely.

let's start the morning together. my morning always starts with a hearty breakfast, because it is very important for athletes to prepare themselves for a hard training day. sounds great let's do some exercises and lightly. leaning forward, stretching the back surface and get useful tips to be always in good shape, but a full breakfast. this is a prerequisite. if you want the day to pass in a cheerful and fruitful atmosphere. i am always in favor of having a big good and

very full tomorrow morning, so buckwheat noodles are super and remember to eat such a pepper you can drink it down. no, watch the breakfast of champions project on tv channel belarus 24. to accept the hand of rejection in front of our ducts, which created and passed down from generation to generation a whole layer of national culture, we set off for an expedition along the kutkas of our ukraine with this was disbanded to fill its fill of far away, who swam from 331 km to eight. we are in place at the volosovichok of the chashevarsky district, what is written even at night, the water and the palsy on the beard left the snake of the most left-handed kolos, we don’t sit in it and tied it from the carcass, we will give the second traditions a new life, you need to believe. i a yesterday look at the project

on pirataminule on our tv channel. belarus is not a chain forest. blockade rivers and lakes nekronotaya nature from what is not maxim to tear from the neck and eshe, belarus - it's people. we we open them for you. we bring the traditions of peace and calm down at once, change our views on sounding and robing - this is the light of yakmahalepshu. belarusians are so formidable ali their venomous one love of the burly earth belarus 20

hello, let's sum up the results of this day, the weather in the houses of belarusians is getting better batteries are getting warmer in minsk and brest, mogilev and vitebsk are next in line but the europeans are literally getting ready.