Clouds over the city stood up

"Everything was a stranger, in this city: the courtyard, and the school, and the sky above my head. Here it was white, slightly shaded by clouds, loose, and there, in Moscow, it was sunny and blue. "
Fifteen -year -old Seryozha Ostrovsky, the word is “evacuated”, but there is nothing to be done: in this distant Siberian city, he and his father were not of their own free will, behind the “window of 1942, there is a terrible war. If you do not want to, you have to master in a new place, go to a new school with new teachers and classmates and gradually grow new friends and enemies.
On behalf of the generation, fallen by the war, the writer Vladimir Amlinsky leads in his story a frank conversation about the time, about the people who brought victory, about the difficulties of growing up during the years of military deprivation, about friendship and love.
For senior school age