How to sing of the immense expanses what words to find in order to tell about the pale steppe beauty about the sincere generosity of my people about its age-old wisdom and kindness?
…According to an ancient legend in immemorial times the great Kazakh steppe was stroken by an unprecedented drought Степи Казахстана - топик people hunger and death. There remained nothing living in the steppe everything around was dead. A lonely traveler who lost his way could neither slake his thirst satisfy his hunger. Only in one hearth fire hardly gleamed a sure sign of life. An emaciated old man welcomed Степи Казахстана - топик the guest with kind words and offered him the rests of a thin soup.
The stranger was astonished by his action because the old man welcomed him as the dearest guest giving him his last food thereby dooming himself to sure death. But being a stranger in this steppe he Степи Казахстана - топик couldn t know that the old man couldn t act otherwise couldn t break the sacred law of hospitality.
Yes it s legend but what a deep meaning is concealed in it what a selfless goodness and unselfishness it goes about…
The steppe is the keeper of age-old Степи Казахстана - топик folk customs the treasury of wisdom of all generations which lived here. The steppe does never disclose its secrets to the weak unimaginated ungifted it always tries its sons with severe snouw-storms biting merciless winds heavy showering heat thirst endless distances.
In the boundless steppes one often comes Степи Казахстана - топик across dzhantak a leguminous plant (Alhagi) which endures intense heat of about 60 C and sand-storms because the length of its roots reaches 40 m.In order to live in the steppe and not be a stranger in it the man must also take here deep roots which will give Степи Казахстана - топик him strength and faith.
…The Kazakh people will never forget how the ancient town Otrar which long months resisted the iron hordes of the bloody Genghiz-Khan was seized. A traitor the son of a man respected by everyone opened the town s gates. But how could Степи Казахстана - топик a viper be born from a falcon? As it turned out he has been taken far away from his native town as a boy and returned as a grown man not remembering his kinship not knowing its customs.
The steppe is our great teacher. Since olden days our fate is shaped in Степи Казахстана - топик our native land. If Your land where You have barefoot run all over every nook isn t dear toYou if You don t honour the laws of Your people and don t love Your home then You live for nothing on earth: Your heart will shrivel Степи Казахстана - топик You soul will become callous and Your land will never reward You with its bounties beauty and abundance.
Dear reader open this album and You will see boundless blue distances floods of rivers and lakes snow-white mountain peaks blooming gardens and tilled fileds You will hear the dombra Степи Казахстана - топик s low melodies about the beauty of the Kazakhstan steppe about the kindness and generosity of my people.
Ученика 10 А Класса Торопчанина Андрея