is the beginning, in 1966 the orchestra was touring in siberia, i don’t know, in novosibirsk, in severdlovsknd part opens with evgeniy grishman’s paraphrases on the theme of a belarusian song, why shouldn’t we sing? presenter vladimir shelikhin announces and adds that the flute solo is performed by the author evgeniy grishman. applause from the audience, boris raisky comes out with the conductor's baton and waves it. and at this time grishman is rushing around behind the scenes in search of his flute, he cannot find it. the first chord sounds, grishman rushes out of the stage, grabs the flute from the orchestral musician yura kondratenko, and of course, brilliantly performs this piece, applause, that’s it, zhenya goes backstage and starts looking for his flute, has searched everything backstage, there is no flute anywhere. where he could have left it, the concert ended, the musicians come out, zhenya, what, where is the flute, dear flute, zhenya remembers, says, oh, i put it on some polished shiny table, what a polished table, suddenly zhenya looks around, looks around with these white-sight