varvara dmitrievna koromeleva, children's doctor.n the thirty-ninth year, 2 years later the war began, what did the child remember about that war, poverty, hunger and cold, explosions and bombings, and also a bed in a dugout, where the three of them slept with their mother and brother, slept on the same bed, only the brother in the opposite direction, and mother and mother in this direction, and then came world, she went to school, studied... excellent, from childhood she dreamed of being a children's doctor, after school she entered the chisinau medical institute, the faculty of pediatrics. this is how she walked towards her dream, cheerfully, uncompromisingly, with a child. in your arms with real komsomol enthusiasm, that’s what you are handsome guys, look at us, we have hiccups, and what about hikaems? today's parents cannot imagine how to come to the village with a ten-month-old child; there are no kindergartens ; for 40 beds, 20 adults, 20 children, i ’m saying now, i think this is nothing surprising, it’s the way it’s supposed