To village to the grandmother: how were children in the USSR

The majority of Soviet children and could not dream about to go on holidays to foreign resorts, but many of them spent summers with my grandmother in the village, and it became an exciting adventure, which then long remember and tell their friends.

The peculiarity of the Soviet period – even if the child was not of my own "cottage" on nature he still fell. Many parents were relatives willing to take the child on vacation. But this vacation had to be prepared.

The vortex of shortage in nature

At the time of total deficit of the child was collected very carefully, with him on the trip went a Luggage, which was certainly "urban Goodies". Depending on the family's capacity this could be a regular cooked sausage or rare in those years – smoked, condensed milk, chocolates, buckwheat, coffee, sugar and much more.

All easily explained – in the village these products are difficult to get, and to thank the "receiving party" for hospitality was considered a matter of honor. Well, closer to the fall along with Chad rested in the opposite direction went the gifts of nature: pickles, jams, vegetables, fruit.

At the same time, rural shops sometimes delighted residents imported the unprecedented abundance: near calico coats or quilted jacket it was possible to detect, for example, imported jeans or branded shoes.

Even small, children's size, which at the time was exceptionally rare. So quite often urban children in whose parents passed on to rural relatives some money, was by the end of summer equipped the envy of urban peers.

"How to work and burst"

This is rude, but true proverb could not be better reflects the situation in the village of the Soviet era. At a time when the usual sausage and cheese in the village was considered a delicacy, which it was necessary to go to Moscow, people came out of the situation as best they could.

Many villagers kept a large sum of subsistence farming, raised chickens, ducks, rabbits, pigs or goats, definitely "planted a garden", and, of course, potatoes, and large quantities for future use.

Urban children quickly assigned to the case: they were allocated their area of work (for example, weeding the garden and collecting Colorado beetles of potato leaves), and the children playfully to learn the skills on the ground. Some over the summer he possessed and it really is unprecedented for the citizens skills: learning to milk a cow or chop wood.

In every yard will certainly grow apples, cherries, currants, gooseberries, and other fruit-trees and shrubs – for the joy of children. A bowl of fresh milk with personally collected raspberries has become for many children, the Union symbol of a happy village summer.

"In the summer I walk, I dance in the summer, in the village of rest, do not go to school".

During the late socialism of the village was still crowded: there was work, and full of life. Accordingly, children born a lot. Often "local" in summer have come into conflict with "the city", but sooner or later everyone joined in one big childish band and stayed until late in the evening on the streets of the village, filling the neighborhood fervent cries.

Supervision by adults is almost completely absent, but especially rowdy boys someone's grandmother could under case "move" a bunch of nettles.

A real adventure was Hiking in the woods for berries and mushrooms, fishing, trips "into the night" – all taught urban children interact with wildlife, orienteering and many other useful things.

Even children who came to the village, learned a lot of team games, which at that time was already almost forgotten in the city.

In addition to the well-known "trickle", "cops and robbers" or solochek, they learned to play cricket, "Canary" or "geese". All these mobile entertainment as it brought together local and visiting boys and girls.

"In our village, today's hit-parade!"

"Cultural entertainment" village of the Soviet era was a unique phenomenon with unique characteristics. Older children and teenagers from the town was included in his head. In fact entertainment there were two movie and dancing on the weekends. Movies are usually spun at a local club, and the kids certainly penetrated there, even at late evening sessions.

Instead of popcorn – a bag of sunflower seeds in hand, instead of special effects – film break. At that time movies were recorded on the bobbin, they should be changed, but the projectionist did not always have time to do it, if not confused film. Then in the hall began to stir, whistling and hooting, and, of course, children rustled more adults.

After the movie, the dancing began – the audience just moved to the walls and rows of chairs, and danced to tapes. That's the whole dance floor. For children special chic had to manage to jump diskach" with adults, although they tried to send him on his way – and the head of the club, and the most conscious inhabitants, and sometimes the Chairman of the collective farm.

And of course each village had their "bikers" on old Russian motorcycles or mopeds. Envy city boys they raced roaring through the neighborhood. Make friends with the owner of the "iron horse" and to help him with the repair is considered very prestigious, and a lot of guys over the summer and mastered the basics of car mechanics.

In the village there were many things that modern kids and could not dream. For example, it was almost impossible to call my parents phone number was only "important people" (in the administration, the foreman, and the local policeman). So the little citizens wrote by hand letters home and sent them by mail. The house key placed under the Mat at the front door, and, to be sure, left a note in plain sight: "a key under the Mat".

Every guest could find in the village a shelter, and the children saw how complete strangers allowed to sleep in the hut, trying to treat with something tasty. There were many good, and many complications. But still, there's more good, and it was seen by those who came to visit her grandmother in the village.published


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