FIFTEEN
        years ago today Lenin shook the world. As leader of the Bolsheviks he
        seized power over one-sixth of the globe and installed a dictatorship of
        the working class for the first time in history. 
        For
        many years he had worked out every detail of his scheme. In the Reading
        Room of the British Museum in London his keen brain had penetrated the
        secrets of all the revolutions which had taken place. The late Mr. Silyn
        Roberts remembered having seen him at work there, but he little realised
        that the Asiatic-looking Russian with the narrow eyes sitting next to
        him in the Reading Room would one day be master over the Union of Soviet
        Socialist Republics.
        There
        are probably many Welsh students who frequented the British Museum who
        saw him preparing his philosophy and his plans of action which were to
        lead to the first proletarian revolution, but remained unaware that
        their fellow-student was one of the great figures of history.
        “If
        only Lenin had lived!” is the cry which one hears on all sides in
        Russia today, for he aroused the love of the peasants by his practical
        nature and by his New Economic Policy in 1921, which restored freedom of
        trade and abandoned Socialism in the villages.
        In
        the towns Lenin is worshipped by millions, who cherish his photograph
        just as they cherished the icon. Thousands swarm each day in the vast
        Red Square in Moscow, where in a red marble mausoleum his embalmed body
        lies for all to see. There the maker of the Russian Revolution fifteen
        years ago can be seen motionless in a glass coffin guarded by two Red
        soldiers, who are almost as still as the corpse they defend. Workers,
        peasants, children with red kerchiefs shuffle past in the semidarkness,
        not whispering a word as they concentrate their looks on the dead Lenin.
        Almost
        as striking a personality as the Bolshevik leader himself is his widow,
        who received me in the Commissariat of Education in Moscow. She bravely
        accompanied her husband throughout all his exiles, in Siberia, in
        London, in Switzerland, and elsewhere, and helped him in his studies and
        in his plans.
        She
        is a typical example of the driving power which wives of great men have
        inspired in their husbands. Like Lenin, who came from a petty noble
        stock, she was not a working-class woman, although her whole life was
        devoted to the workers. They had no children, but Lenin’s widow is
        devoted to the care of the children of the Soviet Union and she is known
        as “ Russia’s Mother.”
        Since
        Lenin died, in January, 1924, she has spent most of her time in
        improving the education in the Soviet Union. She has, however, been
        associated with the opposition to Stalin, and her real relations with
        the present dictator are not so cordial as they are stated to be in the
        official press.
        The
        anecdote is whispered in Moscow that Stalin and she had a quarrel.
        Suddenly Stalin lost his temper, turned to her and shouted: “Look
        here, old woman, if you do not behave I’ll appoint another widow to
        Lenin!”
        It
        would be better, therefore, I thought, as I mounted the stone steps to
        her room not to talk about politics, but about education. I was brought
        into a very small, very bare office, whose only decoration was a large
        photograph of Lenin.
        I
        recognised at the table the woman whose image I had seen reproduced all
        over Russia. Over 6o years of age, she had greyish white hair, which was
        brushed tightly back over her head, and she wore a very simple check
        dress. Her manners indicated a person in whom kindness and courtesy were
        natural. Her smile was full of sympathy, and she made an impression upon
        me of complete unselfishness, of hard work, self-sacrifice, and absolute
        absence of care for worldly comfort. Her facial features were irregular,
        for she had big overhanging eyelids and her lips were slightly twisted.
        For
        an hour she talked in clear, simple Russian of the educational aims of
        the Communists. She laid tremendous stress upon production and upon the
        necessity of increasing production. She mentioned the word
        “production” in the same tone as a Welsh minister might mention God
        or religion.
        The
        children must learn everything about production, she stated. They must
        be able to understand machines, and in the way she said “machines” I
        saw the worship of technical things which is typical of Russia today.
        She told me that in order that the children might be able to learn about
        machines and factories a new system of education, called “polytechnical
        education,” had been introduced, by which each school was attached to
        a factory. The pupils were to visit the factory frequently and thus
        become acquainted with the processes of production.
        As
        she spoke I wondered whether she was not laying too much stress upon the
        material and the technical in Russia and whether there were not other
        things, such as liberty and literature and religious freedom, which were
        infinitely more important.
        Lenin’s
        widow then described the great advances which have been made in
        education in Russia. There was a wave of enthusiasm among the workers to
        study, and in some factories, she said, nearly all the workers attended
        evening class after the day’s work was done. Factory workers would go
        out to the villages to teach the peasants how to read and write—and
        illiteracy was disappearing. Some people of 8o years of age were now
        intent on studying the alphabet. Libraries had been spread right
        throughout Russia.
        She
        suddenly grew excited as she told me of a letter she had received from a
        German teacher asking her whether it was true that the Communists wished
        to take the children away from the parents and place them in
        children’s towns. No, she exclaimed; this was certainly not true. The
        child should have relations with its family, because it must learn about
        life, about factories, about workers.
        Her
        idea was to have large communal houses in which one whole floor would be
        devoted to the children during the daytime. There they would be under
        the care of trained psychologists. At night, however, the child would
        sleep in the apartment of its parents.
        Lenin’s
        widow was enthusiastic about the way women were entering more into the
        factories and becoming active workers, and praised the mothers of Russia
        because they were now nearly all at work in some branch of production.
        When
        I left her I felt that I had been face to face with a great personality,
        but I doubted whether a system of education which had no place for
        freedom of thought would succeed in raising a generation of truly
        educated men who would think for themselves.
         
        November 7th, 1932.