How I got into the nomenclature ... Choice of profession

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How I got into the nomenclature ... Choice of profession
School graduation day


On the wave of your memory. The publication of the material "Expedition to the Ancestors" was liked by many readers, including those who are directly involved in the work of the site. So our artist A. Sheps, who is well known for his drawings of military equipment both on our website and in many magazines, wanted to share his memories. They seemed to me very, very interesting, and I think that the VO readership will also consider them as such. And just today we will get acquainted with his first story about the past ...
V. Shpakovsky

After leaving school, every young person faces the question of where to go to study further. I studied well at school, the average score of the certificate was 4,75. For admission to the university, this was more than enough, subject to the successful passing of the entrance exams. There were three institutions of higher education in my hometown of Velikie Luki. Agricultural Institute, Institute of Physical Education. Lesgaft and a branch of the Leningrad Institute of Railway Engineers. Considering that in agriculture I am “not boom-boom”, the athlete is also not so hot, LIIZhT was the best option. Firstly, the first year I studied at "home grubs" in my hometown. Further 4 years of study took place in Leningrad. Secondly, the institute absolutely provided students with a hostel, while my classmates, who entered the universities of Moscow and Leningrad, were forced to rent apartments for the first year. Thirdly, the level of knowledge given by the teachers of the institute was highly valued. Textbooks on theoretical mechanics, strength of materials and building materials, and other disciplines written by LIIZhTA teachers were used in many other universities of the country. And fourthly, engineers with a diploma from a railway institute received distribution to fairly large cities where the relevant organizations and enterprises of the Ministry of Railways were stationed. In addition, the salary of a specialist in the Ministry of Railways was higher than that of a corresponding specialist in city organizations. There were other perks, which I will discuss later.




The building of secondary school No. 3 - now the Gymnasium. Sofia Kovalevskaya

Now about the choice of specialty. After eight years, I transferred to secondary school No. 3 in our city. It was considered elite, the children of city officials studied there. The teaching staff was strong. Numbers tell about the level of training. Of the 25 people in our class, I think 18 people entered the university. And two of them went to the Leningrad State University for a mekhmat. My friend's mother was a math teacher. She put in a good word for us, and we ended up in a class that had the best mathematics and physics teachers in the city. In addition to studying, we also studied optional in these subjects. I also loved to draw and for several years I went to study at the art studio at the House of Culture of the Lenin Komsomol.

The choice of specialty was quite simple. Mathematics, physics, drawing - well, of course, PGS (industrial and civil engineering, architecture department). In early July, I submitted documents and signed up for paid preparatory courses. Not because he doubted his abilities, but to get to know the teachers and understand the requirements for the exams. Which, by the way, helped to successfully pass the exams. I took physics to the teacher who taught our courses. I got an A in physics. I wrote the essay for four. Knowing his weakness in punctuation marks, he wrote in short chopped phrases. I got a B in math writing. At home I double-checked everything - everything is done correctly. The next day I went to the admissions office. They promised to figure it out and give an answer at the oral exam. Which also passed on a four. The math teacher told me:Young man, do not be discouraged - you have already entered. We had a big dropout in your specialty in the first two exams. We lowered the grades in the last exams so that the average passing score was acceptable". Of course, I did not believe him very much, but a few days later I found myself on the list of applicants.


The building of the PGUPS branch (LIIZhTA)

There were 308 people in the PGS-25 group. 10 guys and 15 girls. And on the first of September, we together went to the collective farm for 1 month in the Loknyansky district of the Pskov region, the May 1 collective farm. 60 km from Velikiye Luki to Lokni, 15 km to the central estate and another 5 km to the village where we were supposed to live. The girls were settled by 5 people to retired grandmothers. And we all went to the building of the former collective farm administration, in which a family of a husband, wife, two children of primary school age and a grandfather lived. The room consisted of a vestibule and two large rooms separated by a Russian stove. The owners were sleeping behind the stove, children and children were on the stove. Well, we are on mattresses stuffed with straw on the floor. And then an incident happened to me. I was not warned that in addition to the sheets, pillowcases and blankets, you need to take a mattress topper. Thank God, there was an old sofa 1,5 m long in the room - I slept on it. True, his springs stuck out so that he had to be pressed in between them. I put the pillow on the bench in front of the sofa. The girls were assigned to harvest potatoes behind the harvester. We were sent to rake straw into stacks after grain harvesters. We were given a horse with a cart, well in the group was Vitya Fedorov, who knew how to harness a horse. The rest of the group just watched the process. The horse turned out to be with character.

She walked slowly - and there was no way to make her run faster. Bread was brought to the village once a week. Tea, sugar and other delights in a shop on the central estate 5 km from the village. A calf was slaughtered for us, a field with potatoes was allocated - dig as much as you like, and every day we took a 25-liter can of milk from the farm. If the grannies spoiled the girls with differences, then our hostess prepared 2 large cast irons. Thinner meat potatoes are the first, and thicker ones are the second. Milk for dessert. True, she made sour cream from milk for the first. After two weeks, this monotonous diet began to bother me. The headman of the group rented fishing rods from a local grandfather, dug up worms. We went to the big lake to fish. But they caught two scavengers, and that's it. Grandfather said:Try it on a small lake". But there the approaches are painfully bad - a swamp. We went together with Kostya Ovchinnikov after work. They found a fallen thick tree, somehow crawled onto it. And then it began. The roach grabbed an almost bare hook. How many they missed, they did not count, but in an hour and a half they dragged more than three dozen large roaches. The ear turned out to be rich. When the calf was eaten, the next was the ram. We never mastered the potato field, although we tried very hard.

Another adventure. The collective farm herd in our village was grazed by two shepherds. I drank one from my paycheck. The foreman came and said:Comrade students, we need to allocate a person for a couple of days, replace the shepherd until he comes out of a corkscrew". They cast lots - this share did not pass me by. The Jewish shepherd is cool. The process is quite interesting. The meadows are divided into sections by fences made of concrete poles and steel wire. There are passages between them. During the day cows are driven from one area to the next. Until they get fed up. After dinner, the cows lie down to rest and chew their cud. There were three bulls in the herd. Red melancholy, but the main one. He allowed himself to be stroked, scratched behind the ear and did not mind my presence. The second black, healthy, tried to stay away from the first. He didn’t like me very much, and only my grandfather’s whip did not allow him to lift me up on his horns. I tried to stay away from him. When the herd went to rest, my grandfather and I sat on a boulder and talked about life. On the second day, cars began to take potatoes from our village to the central farm, and the cows were grazing right on the site next to the road. Grandfather asked me to drive them away from the road so that they would not foolishly fall under the wheels. I drove them away, but lost my vigilance. I just turned around - a black bull was rushing at me. How I jumped over the wire partitions, I don't know. Make me repeat it later - it would hardly work. The bull overcame one such fence, but got confused in the next, and even his grandfather whipped him with a whip. The next day, an assistant came out, and my saga ended there. But when, on the second day of grazing, the cows were slowly driven to the farm for milking, they witnessed a rodeo. From another village, a herd of bulls, about fifty, were brought from a calf barn. They had to be driven into the calf and tied in the stalls. This task was assigned to the students. And so, when most of them were tied up, a freedom-loving bull was caught. Escaped from the paddock and rushed into the meadows. The guys behind him - he is from them. After 40 minutes of running around, he finally gave up, and they kicked him into the calf. But both the bull and the students had a pink tie behind their shoulders. One day I worked with Vitya Fedorov in Lokna on a flax threshing machine. Our collective farm threshed its flax for seeds. Dusty work is about it. Just washed off. Dust in ears, nose, teeth, everywhere.

We washed on weekends in a bathhouse that was heated in black. Water had to be drawn from the well. The owner heated the bath. The main thing when washing is not to touch the walls. The village had several abandoned plots with gardens. So we had apples and plums for dessert. Of all the charms of civilization in the village, there was electricity in the houses and one pole with a 40 W lantern in the central square. And another dispatching telephone from the foreman. Conveniences, of course, in the yard in the form of a play closet. After two and a half weeks, the girls were taken to another village to harvest potatoes in the fields around. We agreed with the foreman that the day before departure they would be brought to our village, and we would celebrate the completion of the work. There were three guys in the group after serving in the army, they went to the store and brought, in my opinion, a box of some kind of wine. The hostess organized a meal. The village carpenter played the harmonica, they poured him and the owner and the hostess. The most interesting thing is that on the mattresses on the floor, where every morning the guys swore “for tightness”, 2 times more people slept - and nothing, it’s normal.

The day before the end of our “quest”, the collective farm bus had an accident. Therefore, early in the morning we were loaded onto an onboard car and taken with a breeze to Velikiye Luki. Those who did not get enough sleep at night slept in the car.

The study began, but more on that next time.

To be continued ...
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  1. +14
    February 26 2023
    It is necessary to open a new section "Memories and reflections, well, or biographies of not very famous people.
    1. +8
      February 26 2023
      Quote: ee2100
      It is necessary to open a new section "Memories and reflections, well, or biographies of not very famous people.

      Yeah, oral history - like Drabkin's. The truth is very abstract from the subject of the publication ..
    2. +12
      February 26 2023
      Memories and reflections, well, or biographies of not very famous people.
      And what! Such a sound idea! good I read this story, I myself remembered my young years, how I lived a village life, how, after entering the state farm, a month was hurricane laughing winked To many "zoomers-boomers" such a life would seem like hell, akin to a post-apocalypse ... belay And I personally for fun all this was)))
      1. +3
        February 26 2023
        The cadets were taken out for potatoes, me and a colleague, who from the "village", were assigned as helmsmen to a collective farm about seven kilometers from the collective farm estate where they placed the rest. Lived with him free-mouth only visited a couple of times, zhrachka from the belly, nearby Moscow students picked carrots smile
        1. +2
          February 27 2023
          nearby Moscow students were picking carrots
          alas, there were no students with us .. And we ourselves were also cadets (not the military). Enough local females feel We, consisting of about ten people, arrived a day before the main race, to prepare cabins there, arrange racks and other preparatory activities. And now, having plowed for a day, we perform the process of washing at street washbasins. And behind the fence were local nymphs. they saw us - "ah-ah-ah-ah .. urban. Wait a minute, our guys will get to you ...".
          And yet, yes, there was an attempt in the evening, so to speak, to reconnaissance in battle of our location. They fought back with little blood. angry smile And the next day .. the next day, 300+ young and cheerful organisms arrived ... and ... right there in the evening, according to the results of intelligence performed by locals, a kind of "cleansing" of the settlement was carried out, in parallel with explanatory work among the local a particularly greyhound contingent on the topic - "although we are green, but future sailors. And sailors (even beginners) are better to bypass a mile" bully Well, in a little over a month, our kodla already controlled all the villages with a radius of 5 km))) They even carried out punitive expeditions, when in one village ours were beaten at a disco. We loaded into two KAMAZ vehicles on an extended base (who managed to fit in) and swooped down when the locals were celebrating their victory ... I don’t remember how to continue. They just chased with various weapons for inflicting non-fatal beatings in the dark after the locals. Some were saved only by good knowledge of the area. For nefig hi
        2. 0
          March 1 2023
          So how is it? did Moscow students pick up carrots? wassat
    3. +7
      February 26 2023
      You didn’t understand the essence, probably the author decided to repent. “- Forgive me, people! smile
      1. +4
        February 26 2023
        Forgive me, people!
        well, sssss .. we will wait for the continuation)) Where the crooked narrative will lead what
        1. +5
          February 26 2023
          Where the curve of the story will lead
          We know where. "It's not my fault, he came himself!" (c) And again: "I was taught like that ... Everyone was taught. But why did you turn out to be the first student" (c) smile
      2. +1
        March 2 2023
        The Jewish shepherd is cool.

        Uh-eeeeee ..., my friend, so you, it turns out, are from "OUR"!
  2. +13
    February 26 2023
    She was considered elite, she studied children of city officials. The teaching staff was strong. Numbers tell about the level of training. Of the 25 people in our class, I think 18 people entered the university


    The main thing here is not the teaching staff, but "the children of city officials." It is strange that not all 25 did laughing
    1. +5
      February 26 2023
      The main thing here is not the teaching staff
      Our family lived in the house where officials lived, though for some reason not only officials lived and studied in the same school, they were also considered elite because of the teaching staff. Yes, I went to kindergarten, with the children of officials, but not some ended up in another school, not in an elite one, on their territory, where they lived. smile
      1. +2
        February 26 2023
        Quote: parusnik
        Our family lived in the house where the officials lived, though for some reason not only the officials lived and studied in the same school,

        Well, after all ... And my family lived in the house, the neighbor was a welder, on the contrary - a house painter ... And the apartment - 82 squares.
    2. +1
      February 26 2023
      Quote: dauria


      The main thing here is not the teaching staff, but "the children of city officials." It is strange that not all 25 did

      Yeah, there were so many city officials that their children, miraculously, one year of birth, was enough for a whole class. laughing
      1. +1
        February 26 2023
        Quote: Krasnoyarsk
        Yeah, there were so many city officials that their children, miraculously, one year of birth, was enough for a whole class.

        Estimate, our blacksmith refused a two-room apartment. In 52 squares.
        1. 0
          March 1 2023
          Quote: Mordvin 3
          Estimate, our blacksmith refused a two-room apartment. In 52 squares.

          I'm not so smart as to be able to "estimate" how your acquaintance blacksmith correlates with the number of children of officials who ended up in the same class. recourse
  3. +13
    February 26 2023
    It is necessary to open a new section "Memories and reflections, well, or biographies of not very famous people."
    So it has been open for a long time. Here, who just didn’t write about anything.
  4. +6
    February 26 2023
    The study began, but more on that next time.
    In the course of the story, the author will not soon fall into the nomenclature. Heavy and thorny, his path was.
    1. +6
      February 26 2023
      Instructor of the district committee of the Komsomol, salary of 120 rubles - as an option to start a party career. Some students were offered, sometimes they agreed. 70s.
  5. +4
    February 26 2023
    Why do we need this information and how does it relate to military review ???
    1. -1
      February 26 2023
      Quote: Million
      Why do we need this information and how does it relate to military review ???

      I don't understand why we do this either. If someone is interested in such topics - fiction is a dime a dozen. Few? Women's novels to help.
  6. +7
    February 26 2023
    Respect to the author! I immediately remember my student life. Here I tried to attach material to VO that I wrote on the 30th anniversary of my graduation, but since it was posted on prose.ru (and not by me), it was rejected.
  7. +7
    February 26 2023
    There is no one else to write about or nothing else on VO?
    1. +3
      February 26 2023
      Come on, sergeant, don't argue with generals and marshals!
    2. +3
      February 26 2023
      Quote: Sergeant
      There is no one else to write about or nothing else on VO?

      You encroach on the sacred - bread and butter at Shpakovskoko. A-ya-yay!
  8. +8
    February 26 2023
    About riding in a body with a breeze. 1968. Our group of 9 classics was returning from a hike in the Altai mountains. We still have to stomp and stomp to the base. Here is a ride, Lawn 51st. There were 16 of us with things in the body. We drove as we rushed along the swaying road, we flew from side to side in the back, as soon as we didn’t fall out at all. After 10 minutes of such horror, they knocked on the cab and landed. ditch, the unconscious crew sleeps. If only we could fly away with them!
    1. +2
      February 26 2023
      We are 16 people with things in the back.
      Somewhere since 1965, the carriage of passengers in a body without seats has already been banned. But this is Altai, you can do it there. You are lucky, you got off in time.
      1. 0
        February 27 2023
        Quote: Aviator_
        But this is Altai, you can do it there.
        angry Well, if Altai, then there is no law there? wink
        clause 22 of the SDA allows the transportation of people in the back of a cargo vehicle, subject to a number of conditions.
        I think that for 9th graders the transitions were planned so as not to exhaust the children.
        My dad was a tourism instructor in the Altai Mountains, in the summer months he led groups in the mid-70s.

        Regarding collecting straw on the field after combines, it sounds strange. Since the 60s, stackers have been installed on self-propelled combines, these stacks have raked tractors and laid stacks of straw with a haystack tractor.
        1. +1
          February 27 2023
          Well, if Altai, then there is no law there?
          The strictness of Russian laws is mitigated by the non-mandatory nature of their application on the ground. Again, the drivers were drunk. In 1979, in Karelia, we were also lucky that the drunken ensign, who was going to take us to the lake for free, was stopped by traffic cops, although only the VAI can stop him. So the violations on both sides were compensated.
        2. +1
          February 28 2023
          Quote: Lynx2000
          Regarding collecting straw on the field after combines, it sounds strange.

          For a person who has never been to the village, and writing about something is not at all strange. Sometimes they don't write like that.
  9. +6
    February 26 2023
    "Nomenklatura" is the same as "establishment" in the West. The only difference is that our own ...... oil and gas fields interfere with us, like the "oil curse", and not just our establishment.

    By the way, the term came from the "party nomenklatura", which, according to the charter of the CPSU, could not exist. For there all positions were elected and under reporting meetings.

    In short, "a country of slaves, a country of masters", a fantastic and surreal society ... Someday historians will study it as a unique incident.
    1. +4
      February 26 2023
      Quote: ivan2022
      "Nomenclature"

      Yes. A friend had a grandfather, the head of all public catering, cut through the Volga, and lived in a one-room apartment-Khrushchev.
    2. 0
      February 28 2023
      Quote: ivan2022

      In short, "a country of slaves, a country of masters", a fantastic and surreal society ... Someday historians will study it as a unique incident.

      Before you write this, you yourself should understand how it really was. Only it is necessary to delve into not according to Svanidze, Pozner and similar scribblers.
      No one claims that everything was smooth in the USSR. But name me at least one country. where everything is smooth.
      1. -2
        March 1 2023
        Quote: Krasnoyarsk
        Only it is necessary to delve into not according to Svanidze, Pozner and similar scribblers.
        No one claims that everything was smooth in the USSR. But name me at least one country. where everything is smooth.

        It is necessary to delve into Posner! You have to delve into everything. And finally, to delve into why everything was not going smoothly in the USSR? Or is it not interesting?
        The Empire thought that things were not going smoothly because of tsarism. In the USSR, they thought that from Bolshevism. (This is just about Pozner and Svanidze) ..
        We lived to the 21st century and realized that this is because we are Russians. Because both monarchies and capitalism and socialism already exist and people live not badly ... Where we are not.
        .Yes, but they learned this simplest thing a bit late, before they had to rebuild their brains, and not look for "who is to blame for us and what to do with them" and not try all this in a row for a hundred years, eventually left with nothing.
        They themselves did not understand - now other peoples of the former USSR, in fact, have already begun to decide what the Russians are to blame for and what to do with them. So that !
        1. 0
          March 1 2023
          Quote: ort
          It is necessary to delve into Posner!

          You have already understood. Then delve into another one - A. Parshev "Why Russia is not America", it may help. Though... not likely...
          1. 0
            March 8 2023
            I read Parsheva, I read ... "All is well, beautiful Marquise," all the way through. Good luck!
            Have the Chinese driven you out of Krasnoyarsk yet? Then you are welcome to the European part of Russia .... But I warn you in advance, it’s tight with housing, somehow settle yourself.
  10. +1
    February 27 2023
    ..and. write more honestly. even more honestly. in promotion through the ranks, increasing ranks, payments, additional payments, bonuses, additional bonuses, other (federal, local, corporate,), admissions to a particular job, secret, other (federal , local, corporate,), benefits (federal, local, corporate, etc.). nomenclature, colloquial name for low-ranking diplomats,

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