The road Kiev √ ChNPP was not easy that day. High powers grieved us without diffidence: put obstacles on the way √ like traffic jams, something unknown falling from the sky and reminding that even the luxurious car was only the means of transportation which could be broken in inappropriate time. In brief, we were very late. At check point Dityatki one of the workers told us that a lot of people were waiting for us. Supposition that they would not start without us was improbable and that is why not very comforting. To save some minutes we ▒flied▓ to ChNPP to by-pass of Chernobyl.

Really, it seemed that we were waited for. When seeing planca running with camera towards administrational building, a woman asked ⌠Do you shoot? You are late! Follow me quickly!■ And now we are following Irina Kovbych through corridors. ⌠Change your clothes!■. Without understanding we obediently take off our jackets and put on white smocks and hats given by smiling girls. ■Now quickly to BPC √ 1! Quickly! You know the way, not a first time!■ Running after planca I repeat like a spell ⌠And I am here first time┘BCP √ 1┘.golden corridor┘.I am first time here!■.■ The question■ Can you just imagine how lucky we are?■ I just nod with funny √ idiotic expression.

After next turn the door with inscription ⌠BCP √ 1■ opened. The room was filled with several tens of people in white. It looked like a consultation of doctors. Surprising was only the place and amount tripods with cameras. All lenses were directed to small screen with white-black static picture. While I was looking at great amount of buttons at control panel and plates with names under them, planca, by some miracle, squeezed into the rows of people like him √ in white and with cameras at the other side of the hall. I was still observing people with cameras arguing about best perspective and pushing aside each other. Honorable guests came into the hall. And all started.

It turned out that we were the witnesses of historic event √ extraction of the last fuel assemblage from the reactor (will have story for grandchildren). The sound from loud speakers ⌠The beginning of nuclear √ dangerous action is announced┘■ It sounded a bit bombast, but on the other hand √ solemnly and striking. I had a desire to whisper ⌠mummy■ and hide my head somewhere. In a few minutes the first block of ChNPP became nuclear-safe!

From rows of honorable guests one man came in front. As we were informed, he took part in this block launching. It was big man with gorgeous moustache, big palms and kind expression. He didn▓t look like nuclear worker. He reminded me one of the characters Janny Rotary▓s poems √ a baker whose hands smell of bread. He had white hat on which also looked like cook hat. He made a short speech which associated in my mind with ⌠I am tired, I go■. He said so: I was when the first cassette of the block was input, and now I am here √ a witness of the last one▓s extraction. That is all. Thank you for attention. Hesitating for a second, he went to the raw of honorable guests. After operators shooted changed white-black picture, guests were interviewed. But as it was announced in evening news, operators, except NTN channel, didn▓t understand which cassette, where and why did they extract and what did it mean.

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