David Shenderovich Dusia Biography

Most often, it is a boring, posthumous thing, aimed at making an object on the tablets of history ... But my hero, praise Allah, is alive, well and does not old at all - lives in a monreal, raises children, builds houses and sells them. Nothing heroic. And yet, by right of the old friendship, I hasten to share the history of his life with the world until Hollywood reached it ...

His name is Ali al-Musaui. He was born in Baghdad, and his grandfather was “Alem”, which in Arabic means “scientist of the Qur'an” in Russian-theologian. The genealogical tree of this grandfather carefully branches to Hussein, the grandson of that same Mohammed, so in the title is a pure truth. Ali says: forty -three generations, like one penny! I give, he says, a tooth for a lifting.

Moreover, it says - in good Russian. Where does the relative of the Prophet have such an unexpected wealth, you will find out, "if you go where I will lead you." And at the same time you will understand what this amazing biography has to do with all of us. I assure you: to everyone! Actually, Ali could state the story of his life independently in five languages, but joyfully referred to dyslexia and drank from written work.

A talented person will not miss the opportunity to flood ... And most importantly, what the word dug up: Dyslexia! Well, dyslexia is so dyslexia. That's what is our journalist brother to record. This book was done like this: Ali came to Moscow, and we sat in some good place; Ali ordered food, not trusting this important part of the meeting to a person who did not know how to distinguish Lebanese cuisine from Persian, and I took out a recorder or notebook and, having waited for the moment, began to ask questions, from the answers to which Ali went on free swimming.

And he did the right thing: the most interesting is opened in free swimming! So, listen and do not say that you have not heard ... Grandfather Ali was born in Baghdad in the early sixties of the past, the twentieth century. The father of his mother, Nausei Yusef, was a native of En-Snif. The name, eloquent for the Arabs, does not say anything to the wrong hearing; Meanwhile, it was this city in the south of Iraq, in the Euphrates Valley - the spiritual center of the Shiites, and the birth here almost automatically indicates belonging to one of the branches of Islam ...

It happens funny, twisting the binoculars with a strong optics, suddenly detect details that have merged into a indistinguishable landscape yesterday. Shiites, Sunnis ... We heard these words recently, but what is there, behind the words? You are tormented to understand, and not forbid. We would have to figure out Rurikovich, to learn how to distinguish his own Ivanov from Vasiliev.

But here is a turn of the wheel, and in someone else's landscape centuries of passions and rivers of blood, which is not visible, which is not visible ... and the vector of fate sometimes determines the actions of people long before your birth; Looking back at family traditions, you can see the point at which your kind of river turned there, and not here. Here, say, a century ago, at the end of the Russian Empire, the hoop “Pale of Settlement” burst, and the huge Jewish family of my great-grandfather-Bindyuzhnik-thirteen children!

At the beginning of the two thousandths, in Buenos Aires, in a thick city telephone book, I dug up the fourteen of my namesakes: Isaac Shenderovich, Pablo Shenderovich, Pedro Shenderovich ... And with a cold, I realized that Pedro could be me! But the coin fell differently, and now - fate was wandering around the world of Pushkin’s fellow countryman, not Borges. So my friend Ali would have no chance to live his current life if the same century ago, in the year, his grandfather’s aunt, secretly from Rodney, did not take little Nausef's little Nausef instead of a madrasah to a secular school.

And turned the fate of the family! Traditional Arab clothing, men's dress, was tucked in trousers around the corner in front of the school; On the way back, along the same angle, the little Nausef again acquired the outlines of the student of the madrasah ... The secret lasted several years, but they were enough that the knowledge that was not provided for by the Koran began to enter the small smart head ...

- People are divided into those who do not read books, read different books and read the same one and the same - sitting in the Moscow restaurant, quoted by the grandfather of Yusephi, quoted the grandfather of Yusefi Yusehi Citizen of Canada Ali al-Musaui. Grandfather began to read - different books. He read them eagerly and really, and when King Faisal, the first, young Nausef, for the difference in his studies, received a watch from the king and a nominal scholarship!

He continued to study and studied for decades, having received a pedagogical and legal education. A native of an orthodox family, Nausef, headed the Ministry of Education of Iraq and taught at a rural school when he fell out of disgrace with the new authorities; He was one of the country's leading lawyers and a member of the Central Committee of the Social Democratic Party of Iraq ...

He died in a year, introducing a family into an intelligent estate. Ali recalls how grandfather instead of fairy tales told him some stories. Many years later, Ali learned in these stories of the Tolstoy “Holstomer”, the short stories of Zweig, the stories of Gorky and Chekhov ... In their house there was a real cult of the book - not one, many! And the relatives of Naji Yusef, all up to one, so until the end of days and remained religious orthodox.And all their descendants still read the same book ...

And the grandfather from his father called Ahmed al-Musaui “in our opinion,“ Moses, ”jokes Ali. His family also went back to the prophet - only Ahmed did not find a aunt who would take him to a secular school in time; By the young age of Ali, his father’s father was a “said”, a bearer of black turban and secret knowledge, a major religious nobility. When, a boy, Ali drove to the old Ahmed, they went to the En-Nedzhef, to the golden mausoleum of the practical namesake, and the sick and lepers fled after them, and ran forward, and substituted the sick parts of the body, and prayed:-Spit, spit!

Said’s spitting was to cure all diseases from those who have read one book all their lives, and grandfather Ahmed regularly spit to the right and left. Little Ali could no longer do this. After Tolstoy, Zweig and Chekhov, you don’t have much to sleep on people ... Fourteen centuries are long, on the day of the death of Hussein, the grandson of the Prophet, Shiites beat themselves with chains.

The spectacle is not for the faint of heart: they really beat, in the blood, and they also sob the truly ... “They just now found out, probably ...” the descendant of the deceased, citizen of Quebec Ali Al-Musaui thinks aloud. Iraq was sewn by King Faisal of the three former Turkish provinces: the bass, who was ruled by Shiites, Baghdad, controlled by the Sunni, and Kurdistan.

The king was a large spotlight: Shiites with Sunnis were at war for many centuries, and the Kurds are not arabs at all, with all the ensuing consequences. The minefield of “friendship of the peoples”, so familiar to us from the Stalinsky cross -cut of the Caucasian borders, was laid down under Iraq initially - and could not explode ... Or maybe Faisal was not a spotlight, but simply thought to share and rule, Allah knows him, but what happened happened.

It happened, however, much later. And we will take a look at the forties in the forties, which in Baghdad were not at all fatal, but quite prosperous liberal, at least by Asian standards. The imperial influence of England was melting, and the leads rolled here about the victories of the USSR ... They knew nothing about the Gulag in Iraq - they knew about the victory over Hitler, the socialism and the power of workers and peasants: the Soviet Union was a bright horizon for the working people and advanced offspring of clergy.

The son of Said Ahmed and forty -second knee of the prophet Mohammed, the future father of Ali went to study at the university, contrary to the will of his father, of course, hit the left student environment and quickly became a leader in it. Vera easily changes the pole, but the Messianic feeling will not give a gap to temperament! His name was Hussein, and turned to him in Baghdad - Hussein Abu Ali Hussein, Father Ali, when my friend Ali was not yet in nature: the name of the future son was predetermined.

For fourteen centuries, the older boys of the clan was called alternately by Hussein and Ali, in memory of the son-in-law and grandson of the Prophet ... But traditions broke down about the class struggle: the son of Saida abandoned the prestigious religious surname and took another, freedom-loving: ar-rads, in honor of ancestor living in the ninth century! Ar-Radi, the poet and philosopher, was alive in the wall thereby Garun al-Rashid; He was still a philanthropist this Garun.

The future father of Ali took the name of the ancestor-poet and the party pseudonym Salyam Adil “Peace and Justice”-this is how these words have translated and are still translated. He taught in Baghdad until he was expelled from work and put him for communist propaganda, but until then he managed to make the main thing: to get acquainted with Ali's mother ...

He was her tutor in mathematics “She still does not understand anything in mathematics,” my friend Ali laughs. But until old age, Ali's mother remained a solid -stumpled Marxist - so sagitized her in the year young Salyam Adil! Sagitized - and got up. The future grandfather Ali, the same Nalesi Yusef, consent did not give the girl only sixteen, but the stubborn Salyam said that he would wait five years and gave her a ring.

It was then that he was imprisoned, and just for this period. Times were serious. In response to the creation of the left Israel in Iraq, they hung three main communists on the square, so five years of prison issued by young salam Adil can be considered a variety of pedagogy. The bride, who had not learned mathematics, began to go to prison under the guise of a sister - and became a coherent underground.

At the underground work, after the rebellious son of Black Said, they were released and spent a honeymoon. Comrade Salyam Adil was a member of the Central Committee by then. In the year, he headed the Iraqi Communist Party.

The secret, across the Iranian border, traveling to Moscow, for the XX City of the CPSU, was their deferred wedding journey ... Talking the tragic story of the life of the Iraqi communist Salyam Adil, I catch myself on complex feelings: too long ago, a response to communist rhythics became - a grin.For our generation, “glorious youth of the seventies”, this grin was a protective reaction to Soviet pathos: Brezhnev with his senile Politburo, “Masisi Tits”, peppy fake voices of all the radio windows, the arrogant tribe of the liberated secretaries, “Koms”, which was open and made a career, stupid sitting at meetings in support Some African god who hung a sickle and hammer ...-This is what the word "communism" was for us.

But this vinegar was once wine. We still found people who paid their lives for a naive and desperate attempt to overcome social gravity. We remember honest communists! On the edge of my memory is an old man in a skullcap, returning from the Stalinist camps, and starting from the Tsar’s camps: the senior comrade of my party grandmother. Next to him is the grandmother herself, a member of the CPSU B since the year, attributed to himself in his youth a couple of years in order to quickly join the ranks, then not yet shameful.

She shook her head: what we did, what we did! At the cost of mistakes was life, and if only its own ... But the energy of error was powerful, and the error was sincere. Each fate has its own dates and its own trajectory, and in the middle of the fifties young Salyam Adil, under the secret banner of Lenin, dreamed of freeing Iraq from the Middle Ages.

But the real Middle Ages had Iraq - ahead. In the year, the military overthrew the king of Faisal. These military were left convictions, and it happens. Their leader was called Karim Kassem. Not to build; The coups unleash the evolutionary joint of time, and then - as it turns out. It turned out as always, that is, it hurts very much. At first-a sharp field and persecution of nationalists-baisists, then-a rollback in the opposite direction; Everything flew into the reverse even more rapidly ...

Baas was deciphered as "the party of the Arab national socialist revival." The power of this Oxymoron - national and socialist in one bottle - has already experienced Germany x. In Iraq, the beginning of fascist horror fell on the sixties. Mass repressions began immediately after the return coup: five thousand people were thrown into prisons and were under torture, and those who recently cursed King Faisal could be delayed to appreciate his comparative vegetarianism ...

Grandfather Nausef fell into the camp. Ali's father, communist Salyam Adil, given to the traitor, was captured and a few weeks later he died under torture. He was not forty. Ali's mother learned about her husband’s death on the radio: she studied at the Higher Party School in Moscow. She turned gray on this day. I turned gray at once because of this news-and out of fear for my son, whose fate was not known.

Ali was the third year. In recent months before the arrest, his father lived underground, in the family of the Iraqi communist, and when they came for them, the wife of this man told that Ali is her son: that’s why the boy survived. They were all thrown into the camp, but not shot. Ali Baasists were looking for Baghdad all over to torture and kill in front of his father: the East is not so much thin as the traditional ...

They arranged a “Palace of the End” in the Royal Palace in Baghdad in those years. Little Ali spent several weeks there, “adopted” with a brave Iraqi communist. Then the Baasists still spent that the son of Adil Salyam was in the camp ... My friend Ali was born into a shirt: they managed to take him out of the “Palace of the end” in a basket of linen, like little Vito Corleone in the second part of the great cinema.

They took it out - and hid a couple of years in Baghdad.