Word: vasya
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Serious-minded Vasya (David Morris) and easygoing Abram (Eric Dressier) inhabit a squalid, one-room municipal apartment borrowed from an uproarious poet who has gone to the farms to develop his muscles. Each unknown to the other, they marry-or "register"-on the same day, return with their wives. The congestion is further complicated by the return of the poet with huge biceps. He, however, heroically surrenders his hovel, expecting it to become a "collective Soviet paradise...
...Vasya's wife Ludmilla (Beatrice De Neergaard) is a plump, "undeveloped" peasant who cannot join the Party because she insists on retaining such "bourgeois knickknacks" as a canary, sofa pillows, curtains, rubber plants. She also has "medieval notions" about making men comfortable. Abram's wife Tonya (Fraye Gilbert), on the other hand, catechizes her husband on "ideology," hounds him with a book when he is hungry. The couples inevitably end by quarreling with their mates, longing for a rearrangement. When the poet learns what has happened to his collective paradise, he mutters bitterly, "Sabotage!" The rearrangement is effected...
...sent it to Moscow. There it found its way to Soviet School No. 25 and there last week alert New York Herald Tribune Correspondent Ralph W. Barnes found poring over it a sandy-haired twelve-year-old with a great name. The youngster was Vassily ("Vasya") Iosifovich Stalin, in a neat blue double-breasted jacket and a red tie. Close-cropped fair hair, pale face and lively eyes marked Vasya for the son of his late blonde, plump mother rather than of his father, Russia's blue-black-haired Steel...
...keen nose has Correspondent Barnes for the family that Dictator Stalin so scrupulously keeps out of sight. Two years ago, comparatively new to Moscow, he flushed Stalin's second wife, Vasya's mother, Nadya Alliluieva, young, shy and serious, in an industrial school studying to become manager of a synthetic silk factory. When she died last November of peritonitis, appendicitis or poison (she was supposed to have tasted everything prepared for her husband several hours before he ate it), she arose from public anonymity in a magnificent Moscow funeral. Last week Correspondent Barnes stood at the door...
Dazzled by permission to write a love lyric for the imaginary newspaper Zamoisk Spooler, imaginary Poet Vasya Gribakin submits to his editor this synopsis of what he proposes to write...