сочинение "My Motherland"

By Zhigareva Elena

Form 8

My Motherland

Russia… What do you imagine when you hear this word? Someone imagines a great country that occupies the largest part of the continent, the others think about the largest exporter of oil, another people imagine huge industrial cities with factories. I imagine a small village, which is located in the heart of the Chuvash Republic.

If you are just passing this village by transport, you can notice nothing extraordinary, but if you take a closer look, you’ll never want to go away. The nature is wonderful there. Clear air which every citizen dreams about and the hills and the forest in the background of the blue almost transparent sky, seem to be fabulous. There are a lot of lakes and rivers, where you can fish, go boating or just swim. There are a lot of mushrooms and different kind of berries in our forests. Walking along the paths you can collect a bunch of beautiful flowers or just watch and take pictures of other ones which are in Red Book.

Children like to get together and go to the nearest river to swim in a hot day or lay in the sun. In the evenings you can make a fire by river and bake the potatoes with bacon or cook fish soup. In winter children ski, skate, toboggan, play snowballs, make snowmen or build a snow fortress, or take a big horse sleigh, the whole crowds brag them up to the hill and then laugh and go down through the village…

I love my home village. Everyone knows you, your parents and grandparents. It seems that the villagers are members of a big family. And I would like to invite everybody to visit our village.