Time heals everything, they say. When a person dies, the pain of losing a loved one decreases over the years. And for some, as the child gets older, he or she outgrows it. But there are people whose sorrow about sing a loved one is not forgotten, but deepens and deepens day by day. The absence of this person, between us, is always felt. One of these teachers is Professor Bekmurod Yuldashev, a leading linguist, Doctor of Philology.

    Usually, when it comes to education, there are direct disputes about its quality and effectiveness. It`s natural. After all, the essence of education is to provide a harmoniously developed generation, youth, which is the decisive force of tomorrow, to have comprehensive knowledge and intellectual potential for the development of our country, for the benefit of our people. An educated person educates, he can teach only when he is educated. This is also true. Schoolchildren and students are not interested in knowledge, they are lazy, most of them cannot master the sciences, we simply deceive ourselves with indifferent questions. Is this a student or a teacher?

     A real teacher loves his science, his country and his students. When we think about it, we remember Bekmurod Yuldashev, a teacher who devoted half a century of his life to the science of his native language...

    The truth is that the selfless, passionate teacher passed away at the age of 70. This is a real loss for linguistics. “One of the pillars of linguistics is crumbling,” told one teacher who heard the cold news. That man was right. God bless the teacher. I can't help but remember one incident with them. I was still in school. As a district winner of the annual Olympiad in my native language and literature, I participated in the regional stage in grades 9-10-11 for three years in a row. We came to Samarkand to participate in the 11th grade again. As in previous years, the regional Olympiad was held by Professor Bekmurod Yuldashev in the field of native language and literature. According to the results of the two-day Olympiad, I took the honorable first place. At the award ceremony, the teacher presented a certificate of honor and told: “Girl, come this year to study at Samarkand State University, at the Faculty of Uzbek Philology.” I said yes for joy. The teacher told, "Promise me." I promised the teacher. Although my dream was to study in the capital Tashkent, I did not break my promise to the teacher. I applied to the Samarkand State University at the Faculty of Uzbek Philology, and, fortunately, I was lucky to be a student. I would like to describe the joys of that day. I would like to see the teacher as soon as classes start. Finally the teacher entered the classroom. I wanted him to catch my eye as soon as possible to show that I had kept my word. But the teacher started from afar, and we were all very pleased to hear how they congratulate us on student happiness. Listening attentively to every word, I thought that so many students could not see me. But suddenly he said: “You know, some of you are Olympiad champions, some of you are “famous” students (my teacher often used this word).” Everyone looked at each other and wanted to know who they were talking about. The teacher called my first and last name by mistake (the teacher memorized the name of each student, which is a rare memory). Master spoke so highly of me that he involuntarily fell in love with them. From that day on, I decided to hold on to my teacher's skirts.

    Each of the teacher's lessons was different, different from each other, and most importantly, there was silence so that a fly could be heard during the lesson. What do you think is the reason that students stay focused during the lesson at this level? Of course, a great source of knowledge, acting, and most importantly, to hear the truth about the native language, its past, present and future, could attract the attention of every student and graduate. This is a worthy deed, and it should all end there. If there were more such dedicated teachers, science education would be more advanced. It is clear that each meaningful lesson of Professor Bekmurod Yuldashev is engraved in the memory of students, masters and teachers for life. His students, who are still learning from the teacher, still share their impressions and knowledge with him.

I must say that my teacher's family is also an exemplary, respectable family in the area. Every time I visit a scientist, I admire the beauty of the courtyard, cleanliness, the smell of flowers and the warm smile of my teacher. I witnessed many times that he was a loving father in the family and a beloved grandfather of his grandchildren. I will never forget the hugs that I received from my children. Master, may your future be prosperous, and may your kindness and nobility be passed on to my children, O God.

    I don't want to remember the day I lost my teacher. I remember my grandmother's words: "I hope if you want my teacher's mood to be happy, my advice is to keep working." I nodded in agreement. In fact, all the efforts, intentions and actions of the teacher were to contribute to the development of our native language, Uzbek linguistics. Not a day or an hour passed without a contribution to this noble cause. The words of the teacher, which did not attract the attention of the audience, are reminiscent of the situation of a hunter who closes his eyes and shoots into the sky. The goal of the hunter is not to shoot, but to aim at the prey. To do this, the word must be like an arrow shot at a target. This requires the correct use of words while knowing their meaning. Towards the end of our lives, the teacher forced us, the students, to search incessantly, as if in a hurry somewhere. At first glance, they seemed harsh, but they valued truth and justice above all else. They liked to be rude to people, pretending they didn't care. They did this not because they wanted to look good or bad, but because they were very devoted to science.

    I remember when I taught computational linguistics at the university. The Master was not indifferent to any of His disciples. The idea of ​​the great Roman orator Mark Tullius Cicero “Speech without passion is nothing, and the speaker is nobody” can be taken as the basis of the work of a teacher. In the process of revealing the topic and introducing it into the minds of students, very few people come to them. They were poor teachers with fire in their hearts and fire in their hands, thank you.

    The Uzbek hero Abdulla Aripov wrote this in one of his quartets.

    The poet was asked: "Are you a happy person?"

    Your people know everyone.

    The poet replied, I have a desire -

    I want to be called a teacher.

    Bekmurod Yuldashev loved the teaching profession and was proud that he was a teacher. I remember our student years. When the teacher started the lesson, all attention was focused on the lesson. Each of their lessons was like a literary script. Especially in 2004-2005, in the course of basic analysis in computational linguistics, a newcomer to linguistics, we felt as if we were watching an actor's theater performed by a teacher. Such examples explained the axiom of "falsehood", that we could admire the altitude of the voice, which can be polished in different manner. He had a unique way of putting a topic in our minds. He was known as a teacher who mastered communicative competencies and was able to apply them in practice.

    There are teachers who give the impression that an hour in class equals one day, and there are teachers who don't know how much you listen to their lectures or how time passes. It seems that Bekmurod Yuldashev was not a teacher, but a doctor who started treatment in the classroom. This is a characteristic of dedicated teachers who love their subject and love their profession.

    The teacher did not forget that the knowledge and skills, skills and competencies of the educator influence the minds and thinking of the next generation - our youth, the future of our country. Self-improvement begins with work on the word, which is a criterion that determines the art of oratory, the culture of preaching, in a word, the skill of a teacher. In fact, Professor Bekmurod Yuldashev will forever remain in our memory as such a purposeful, inquisitive teacher and scientist-encyclopedist.

May the Lord bless all our great teachers and make the future life prosperous!

Umida RASHIDOVA,

Samarkand State University

Head of the Department of Preschool Education, Associate Professor.