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dissatisfied often, say that I do not appreciate your work'.
Actually in political reports he often did not report about my conversations, even at all about at what was present.
And having only caught on it once when we in a company had a commissioner and asked fighters what
conversations were conducted and those unanimously pointed to my conversations. The commissioner was
surprised why he about my conversations is not present in political reports and gave a reprimand to the political
leader. It also was an incitement which forced him, of the political leader, to meet and not to evade from the truth
at least in political reports concerning me. Concerning another it is certain, as the shadow of the truth was not
there.
So often he reported that he led (itself) such and such discussions and information though he in general seldom
talks to fighters on political subjects and is even bad to read can.
But not I talk about it. He, so also hid these newspapers or liquidated. Left: canned food (bank), tomatoes, to a
box of matches (incomplete), newspapers, papers (part); by stealing writingbook sheets of white paper and the
whole notebook, besides a mug, but any book, behind an exception 'About writers': Lermontov, Mayakovsky,
M. AndersenNeksa and Wanda Vasilevskaya. 'Lenin about literature', 'Conversations with the beginning author',
'Crocodiles', 'Sparks' which much I got too disappeared.
I have a small suspicion on Kukailo and the lieutenant Chernykh which could not remain indifferent in this case,
but a leading role for the political leader because canned food and other things brightly testifies to it. Besides, the
lieutenant Solomkin told me what ink at the political leader, newspapers were taken away by Chernykh, and the
political leader gave books to the foreman who closed them in a box. Here and all history.
At night before it, after several days of requests, I managed to try to persuade the lieutenant to let off me on old
positions. However, when I already moved on foot and was almost already at the purpose, my hopes failed
suddenly. To me the assistant to the company commander met and ordered to return. More
lieutenant Golikov does not let me. And I from hands would pull out a compass, would take away by force what
got at the cost of the life, under firing literary material for what I fight now at the front for literature.
For the first time here I openly wrote down because I got rid of oppression of the political leader who specified to
me how to write the diary what to write in it!

09.30.1942

Did not manage to finish yesterday. The platoon commander together with the company commander came to the
observation post. It appears, all company move here.
At night newcomers dug to themselves trenches, shot with a mortar at night. Released terribly many mines ours
took the offensive, and we maintained them. Today we will probably leave from here. The company commander
and the political leader believe that in the Oak Ravine. It was fought this night off Germans.
The political leader and company commander too softly talk to me. However, the political leader did not fail to
scold me for a mug which became dusty during firing night, for Korneev's cartridges that were spread out from
above a trench today. Smile to me, and said company commander to the political leader that 'Gelfanda it is
necessary in party'.
They are very puzzled with arrival of new replenishment especially as among them there are two more Jews what
more than once spoke to me the political leader and company commander about: 'From them one well digs
trenches. He too your nation and you will be able to release together now a fighting leaf', the political leader said.
However, the platoon commander and the staff sergeant with me are impudent and haughty. Now again sent me
to the observation post. I asked for permission to put things and to prepare for a way, but the platoon commander
told 'Immediately go on the observation post! I order! Also, you will stand late!'.
And Gorshkov did not stand today at all. He invented fashion to put instead of himself fighters, saying: 'I
especially for it taught the person. Teach him as I then you will be able to put for yourself. He my sergeant will
be!', and he is indulged in this case. Here that offensively.
Kukailo still here and now squad leader. 'Over me now began to scoff so as earlier over you', he said to me today.
Books and things, it appears, somewhere is in a company. Kukailo's kettle together with underwear transferred to