Supyan Tsugaev Biography

We could not pass by such an anniversary. I picked up the epithets for Said Edisultanovich for a long time. Pathos, and besides, Said himself will reject it. But it is not customary to consider the living in us legends. Previously - and then, even then, by virtue of his modesty, he was in the shadow of some of his colleagues, and now only people of the older generation will remember him ...

But the epithet “interesting” as applied to Said Shaipov comes to mind right away. Although for 70 years, he did not lose the clarity of the mind, his memory practically does not give failures, and any art critic would envy him with cultural knowledge. In addition, he, an interesting storyteller, is completely exciting the interlocutor. Communicating with me, Said recalled his life path, along which one could trace the historical segment of the tragic fate of the Chechen people.

We also talked about the Vainyn ensemble, the soloist of the chorakogo, he worked for many years, about the state of affairs in modern culture, about the outstanding figures of the Chechen culture, many of whom, alas, are no longer with us ... Sultan Shaipov, G. I once again became convinced when Said Shaipov went into distant memories of his childhood. It would seem how much in his long life was both happy and tragic, and Said’s memory returns at a time when, among other children, he bathes in a small rivulet, climbs trees, runs with other children's amusements in the picturesque surroundings of the village of Hidi-Khutor of the Kurchaloevsky district.

It was a happy time for Said. Nothing then foreshadowed trouble. Even the beginning of the war did not scare the boy - he had no doubt that “our country” would win soon. But the country of little Said did not consider it to be its own, however, and the entire Chechen people. This became clear on February 23, when all the farmers under machine guns were loaded into commodity wagons and sent to cold Siberia, and the farm itself was burned to the ground.

Said Salamat's mother was very fasting, and a multi -day road in a cold carriage finally undermined her health - in the first winter she died. She was not even thirty years old. Said carried the memory of his mother through his whole life. Having later become a singer, he performed a lot of songs, many of which were forgotten, but his song about the mother “Nana” is recalled by middle and older people at once, because Said Shaipov sang her with incredible sensuality.

But the death of the mother was not the last trouble that came to their small semi -basement hut built by the father. It was in her, exactly a year after the death of his mother, that Said Edisolt's father died. Apparently, after the death of his wife, his life thread broke off. With the death of parents, the childhood of Said finally ended. He was only eleven years old when he was responsible for the seven -year -old sister of Maidat and four -year -old brother Leid.

There were no close relatives nearby - in the first years of deportation, everyone was randomly scattered on different settlements. To feed his younger sister and brother, Said took on any work. Somehow he went to the collective farm field to dig a little potatoes under the snow. During this occupation, Said found the foreman and was greatly beaten with a whip.

The arguments that the children are hungry, and the frozen potatoes are not suitable for anything, then they did not take into account. It was further impossible to stay in the village of Kuropatkino Kokchetav region. It was difficult for adults to feed themselves, and here children. And with the first signs of spring, Said and his brother and sister went in search of their happiness to the regional center.

Kokchetav was a small but beautiful city standing on the shore of Lake Kop and, mainly built up with small wooden houses, under the porch of one of which children got a night. At night, the cold was terrible. The children were very chilled, and Said's younger brother began to whimper. Here, fate, considering that considerable trials fell to the share of children, decided to merge: the house that liked the children, by the will of the chance, was the house-museum of Kuibyshev, a prominent Soviet political figure, whose director was his sister Elena Vladimirovna.

She heard children's crying. Children were immediately extracted from under the porch, warmed, washed, fed. We can say that the meeting with this amazing woman was fateful. For more than two years, Said lived with his brother and sister in the house-museum, and all this time Elena Vladimirovna took care of children, took care of them, and was able to some extent with her spiritual warmth to compensate for the lack of parents.

Often her older sister Nadezhda Vladimirovna came to her from Samara. She brought various sweets to the children, fiddled with them for a long time. Yes, one must be a very compassionate person to leave to live in a house-museum, and, in fact, in a small, two-room house of three children of a different nationality, moreover, “disgraced” and religion. This meant to doom yourself on a certain discomfort - after all, guests often came to Elena Vladimirovna.

And since one room was given to the Chechen children, one can imagine in what tightness the hostess of the museum house with guests had to communicate.And the guests were almost all prominent, from the heights of our time, even seeming historical personalities not always, however, positive. And with Anastas Ivanovich Mikoyan - at that time the deputy. In a broken Russian language, the boy asked an influential Soviet official: “Why did he bring us here?

Mom died, my father died, I want to go to the Caucasus. ” Said recalls how Mikoyan, saddle, stroked his head. You will definitely come back home, but you will grow up a big one - you will understand a lot yourself, ”he said only. It was a year. Now it is customary to blame all political figures of that period. Yes, the time was terrible, especially for deported peoples.

And was the period from the year was easier and understandable for the Chechen people? But now and then, moral people who honestly fulfill their professional duties worked in the state system. Surely this, judging by the sisters, was Valerian Vladimirovich Kuibyshev, who died ten years earlier. Children had to be given to the orphanage. The years spent by Said in an orphanage were the next courses of a university called life.

But again, he was lucky with teachers and educators. For the artist, this is very important - because the audience very subtly feel falsity. ” And in that orphanage, educators were not only competent teachers, but also kind and humane people who put the whole soul into children. They primarily instilled in children a sense of kindness. And to Chechen children, the attitude of educators was, according to Said, even more sensitive - they understood how difficult trials fell on the entire Chechen people, and even at these three children ...

So far, although almost sixty years, Said remembers the names of his teachers and educators. Even then, participating in amateur performances, Said managed to prove himself well, becoming the first voice of the choir. The middle of x. Four years of stay in the orphanage flew by unnoticed. Said planned to connect his further life with a worthy working profession.

He even graduated from the Karaganda Construction School, having received the specialty "Plaster-Retler". This period of his life Said Shaipova coincided with the rehabilitation of the Chechen people. The need to revive this team was also due to the political moment - the decision of the top leadership of the USSR to return Chechens and Ingush to the historical homeland.

The ensemble team, according to party leaders, was supposed to “streamline and cultivate” the emotions of people, to raise as a whole the cultural level of the Vainakh people, who became on a par with other peoples of the Soviet Union. Although it is clear that from this line in the year Vainakhov was not knocked out by the lack of culture, but by the political games of individual characters.

If the Chechen-Ingush State Song and Dance Ensemble was recreated not without a political decision in the year, then it was created in a year exclusively from creative motives. Interest in Vainakh culture then in the country was high. It is not without reason that many prominent Soviet ethnographers, writers and composers came to Chechen-Ingushetia in search of material for their scientific and creative research.

For example, back in Moscow, a collection of “30 processing of Chechen folk melodies” was published in Moscow. The successes of the Chechen-Ingush State Ensemble of Songs and Dance are rooted in folk art. So in the year of Moscow, an all -Union contest of performers on folk instruments was held at the Kremlin Theater. The first place was taken by the Gudermes Chergsi, the harmonist from Gudermes from Gudermes at that time.

The second was the Chechen harmonicomar Dimaev. He lost only to the many -minded Dombrist Jambulu Dzhabaev - the folk Akyn of Kazakhstan. It was a great success of the Chechen culture, which at that time was at a high level. It is appropriate to recall the names of people who have made a significant contribution to the Chechen culture at that time: a harmonist from Achha-Martan, Esitu Ganukaev, the harmonists of Junid Dikaev from s.

Berdykel, the father of the famous poet Magomed Dikaev, Abdulhamid Dimaev - older brother Umar Dimaev, Ilyas Bachiyurtovsky - teachers of many subsequently known harmonists, Barza Ezerkhanov from Herzel and other musicians. All of them subsequently shone in the ensemble and brought a lot of glory to their republic and people. It was at that time that the legendary Mahmoud Esambaev danced in the team.

It is difficult to disagree with this. Returning to the recreated ensemble of songs and dance, I must say that the competition in it was huge. In addition to creative motivation, the influx of people was also facilitated by the announcement that the artists were the first to return home. For Said, who slept and saw native mountains, rivers, gardens, it was a powerful incentive.

He admitted to me that he even cried from longing for his homeland. I did not want to write this - maybe Said will be ashamed of his sentimentality. Then he thought: let those for whom the homeland is an empty phrase, who sells it for the opportunity to be a second -grade person in a foreign land, who constantly hacks it, instead of pouring the sleeves, to make it prosperous.After all, the prosperous countries, which I look at Pyatit, did it with their own hands by its inhabitants, not Martians who, on the occasion of those who flew to Earth, show their new technologies.

However, I was distracted. He wanted to become a builder, but became a singer. As they say, you cannot run away from fate.