On October 15, 2009, a literary party “Travel to Childhood” devoted to 85th anniversary of birthday of well-known Kazakh writer Berdibek Sokpakbaev was held in ethno hall of the National Academic Library of the Republic of Kazakhstan. The author's works – novel “Dead Don't Come Back”, stories “My Name Is Kozha”, “Travel to Childhood”, “Champion”, “I Will Come Back”, short stories “Where Are You, Gaukhar”, “Ayazhan” and many others – are dedicated basically to children. But readers of different ages love them.
Among those who came to meet heroes of Berdibek Sokpakbaev's books were known writer Akim Tarazi, teachers and students of college JSC “Financial Academy”, Musical school №2, students of the Eurasian National University by name of L.N.Gumilev, students of school №37 by name of S.Maulenov.
In opening speech, scientific secretary of NAB RK Isakanova G.B. read a message from Berdibek Sokpakbaev's daughter – Samal Berdibekovna. “I express my great gratitude to the National Academic Library of the Republic of Kazakhstan. Your library is one of few libraries conducting literary party devoted to memory of my father – children's writer Berdibek Sokpakbaev. My father glorified his nation by various works. Film “My Name Is Kozha” won a main prize as a children's film. I want to wish young generation to read more as life without books is poor. Young people should know their writers”.
At the literary party, electronic presentation of B.Sokpakbaev's life and creative works was conducted, students were reading monologues from books “Dead Don't Come Back”, “Dala Zhuldyzy”, “Kaidasyn, Gaukhar”, “Zhekpe-zhek”, a folk song “Eki Zhiren” was performed on kobyz, also there were shown some fragments from the film “My Name Is Kozha”. Guests could observe writer's works at the book exhibition “Balalar Adebietinin Baiteregi”.
Berdibek Sokpakbaev was born on 15 October, 1924, in Narynkol district, Almaty oblast, in a poor family. When he was 8, his mother died. He experienced many ordeals and worries: hard work, starvation.
Berdibek Sokpakbaev's books are autobiographical to a large extent. The writer told, “What is experienced in childhood is never forgotten. Impressions don't grow scanty and cold. They glimmer as heat under layer of ashes. You should blow away this layer and fire blazes up!..”
Unfortunately, the writer is not with us any more, but his books are left, and many readers will have happy chance to meet their heroes.
