SOne of the most remarkable events of the last week became celebration of Lag-ba-Omer. By the forces of the program "Youth leadership" organized departure on a nature. The place was chosen beforehand, in 19 kms from Almaty on a coast of picturesque lake. Second year the members of a community gathered here. Reached under their own steam, but already here has worked mutual rescue, those, who had personal vehicle offered the help to rests.

Weather was kind to the young tourists, and nature was good as never. Glades, full of scarlet poppies which, by bright spots were scattered everywhere, tens small fires. And it was very symbolical, as the fire is one of the basic attributes of a holiday Lag-ba-Omer. And it was, and real, but before was necessary to collect brushwood. Therefore, hardly having settled down by camp, everybody started to search dry branches. Even the kids took part in this most interesting employment. Especially tried Artem Rjevsky, Lisa and Nastya Trokhimchuk, Yura Tzatsin, Zhenya Chugaynova and Xenia Archakova.

The youth beforehand put themselves out, that the rest on fresh air was especially pleasant and remembered. The coordinator of Community programs Vika Mishura prepared questions to quiz on a theme of a holiday. The correct answers were awarded by small prizes.

Here on the glade spontaneously arisen sports city: balls, skipping rope, badminton- everything was used.

Having worked up an appetite on fresh air, all together amicably laid the large common table, which main decoration became shashlik, prepared by skilful hands of a married couple: Natasha and Volodya Trokhimchuk. To fry it helped them: Chuganov’s family, brothers Wiser. For what to all of them, great thanks!

Among youth has appeared birthday man. Asanov Abdulla was 25 years old this day. In his address the warmest congratulations and wishes sounded. Everybody liked the holiday very much. We were leaving in good mood, The joint rest has pulled together everybody even more.

… And only nature, seeing off us home, has begun to cry with fine warm tears.

Olga Drobnokhod