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If you were a child in 60, 70, or 80, looking back, it’s hard to believe that we managed to live to this day.


In childhood, we drove cars without seat belts and airbags.

Riding in a cart drawn by a horse on a warm summer day was an ineffable pleasure. Our cots were painted in bright colors with high lead content. There were no secret lids on the medicine bottles, the doors were often not locked, and the cabinets were never locked.

We drank water from a column on the corner, not from plastic bottles.

No one could have imagined riding a bike in a helmet. Horror.

For hours we were making carts and scooters from boards and bearings from the landfill, and when we first flew from the mountain, we remembered that we had forgotten to attach the brakes.

After we drove into the thorny bushes several times, we dealt with this problem. We left the house in the morning and played all day, returning when the street lights were lit, where they were. All day no one could find out where we are. There were no mobile phones! It is hard to imagine.

We cut arms and legs, broke bones and beat out teeth, and no one sued anyone. Happened all.

Only we were to blame, and no one else. Remember? We fought to the blood and went bruised, getting used to not paying attention to it.

We ate cakes, ice cream, drank lemonade, but no one got fat, because we rushed and played all the time. Several people drank from one bottle, and no one died of it. We did not have gaming consoles, computers, 165 satellite TV channels, CDs, cell phones, the Internet, we rushed to watch a cartoon with the whole crowd in the nearest house: there were no video players either!

But we had friends. We left the house and found them. We rode greats, made matches on spring streams, sat on a bench, on a fence or in a schoolyard and chatted about what we wanted.

When we needed someone, we knocked on the door, rang the bell, or just stopped by and saw them. Remember? Without demand! Yourself!

Alone in this cruel and dangerous world! Without security! How did we survive?

We invented games with sticks and cans, we stole apples in the gardens and ate cherries with stones, and the bones did not germinate in our stomach.

Everyone has ever signed up for football, hockey or volleyball, but not all were in the team. Those who did not fall learned to cope with frustration. Some students were not as clever as others, so they remained for the second year. Benchmarks and exams were not subdivided into 10 levels, and grades included theoretically 5 points, and 3 points in fact.

At recess, we poured water on each other from old reusable syringes!

Our actions were our own. We were ready for the consequences.

Hiding was not for anyone. The concept that you can pay off the cops or retreat from the army, almost did not exist. Parents of those years usually took the side of the law - can you imagine !?

This generation has created a huge number of people who can risk, solve problems and create something that was not there before, simply did not exist.

We had freedom of choice, the right to risk and failure, responsibility, and somehow we just learned how to use it all. If you are one of this generation, I congratulate you. We were lucky that our childhood and youth ended before the government bought freedom from young people in exchange for “commercials”, “mobile phones”, a factory of stars and cool crackers ...

With their general consent ... For their own good ...

In fact, there are not seven wonders of the world in the world, but much more. Simply, we are accustomed to them and sometimes do not even notice. Well, isn't that a miracle the first Soviet aftershave tool? Remember? Pieces of the newspaper?

And such a miracle as tuning the car "Moskvich-412"? Remember?

5-penny coins around the perimeter of the windshield, fur wheel, epoxy handle gearbox with a rose and, of course, a police cap on the rear window.

And the gum from the pants - it's also a miracle! After all, she keeps both panties and tights and mittens perfectly!

Pie with jam - well, isn't it a miracle? You can never guess which side of the jam will come out!

Another inexplicable miracle - please raise your hands, those who had a normal teacher of labor ... and not an alien?

And such a miracle, like a string bag with meat behind a window leaf? Remember: getting to get - dumplings fell!

But this wonderful mother’s divorce: “I’m buying you now, but this is for your birthday” ?!

Or this magic grandmother phrase goodbye: "Just return the banks!"

Do you remember the Dnepr refrigerator, with such a handle? It's a one-armed bandit! Pull the handle - banks fall out.

And by the way, what is still lying in the refrigerators on the side door?

No, not eggs. And not ketchup. On the side door there are ... medicines!

Free medicine is also a miracle. The doctor is one, and the queue two - one for coupons, and the second by appointment. And the third was also - “I will only ask!”

Yes, how many more of them, these wonders of the world ...

A small window from the kitchen to the bathroom - what is there to watch, explain?

Shoe spoon-horse ...

Tooth powder - brushes both teeth and silver ...

Manneken Pis on the toilet door ...

TV "Ruby" - you take passatizhi and tyn-tyn-tyn!

Anchorage ... remember?

Milk in triangular packs!

And you say: "Seven Wonders of the World!"

We used to do a lot of things such that now it would not even come to mind. Moreover, if you today at least once do what you did all the time, they will not understand you, but they can accept you as a madman.

Well, for example, remember, machines with soda water. There was still a faceted glass - one for all. Today, no one would even think of drinking from a common glass! (Today it will be stolen five seconds after installing the machine, exactly three seconds before the machine itself is dragged off ...) And before that, everyone drank from these glasses ...

The usual thing! And no one was afraid to catch some infection ... By the way, these glasses were used for their business by local drunks. And imagine, just imagine this - they RETURNED the glass on the place! Do not believe? And then it was - a common thing!

And people hanging a sheet on the wall, turning off the lights and mumbling something under their breath in the dark? Sect? Not! Earlier in each house there was a ceremony, which was called - hold your breath - filmstrip! Remember this miracle ?! Who is running the projector of filmstrips now?

Smoke brings down, acrid smell throughout the apartment. This tablet with the letters. What do you think? Indian great priest Aramonetrigal? In fact, it is you-gi. Millions of Soviet children burned postcards to mothers on 8 Martha: “Mommy, congratulations on International Women's Day. I wish you a peaceful sky above your head, and a bicycle for your son. ”

And everyone was sitting in the bathroom, and on the lowered toilet seat, and in the dark - and the luminaries there were only a red lantern ... Guess? .. They printed photos. All our life in these black-and-white photographs printed by our own hands, and not by the soulless uncle of Kodak. Well, you remember.

Yes, we were like that, but we became like that:

1. By mistake, you type your system access password in the microwave.

2. You have a list of 15 numbers to contact your family, which consists of 3 people.

3. You send an e-mail to your colleague that is sitting in the next room.

4. You have lost contact with your friends or family because they do not have an email address.

5. After work, you go back home and answer the phone as if you were still at work.

7. You fall into a state of panic if you left the house without a mobile phone, and you return for it.

8. You wake up in the morning and the first thing you do is connect to the Internet, even before you drink coffee.

9. You tilt your head to the side to smile: -)

10. Now you are reading this text, you agree with him and smile.

11. Worse: you already know to whom you will forward this message.

12. You are too passionate to notice that the 6 number is not in this list.

13. It took you only a second to run through the message again and make sure that the 6 numbers really aren't there.
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  1. Civil
    Civil 23 October 2013 07: 38
    -176 qualifying.
    Each generation writes similar posts, and the author is already annoying that they are all pushing for their exclusivity and are looking for cheap popularity ...
    1. Alexander Romanov
      Alexander Romanov 23 October 2013 07: 58
      81
      12 and 13 about point 6 in color laughing
      But the author turned down about reusable syringes. I don’t know, maybe his parents were doctors and had no problems with them. We had simple spray guns from under glue or (rarely) shampoo.
      And they rode off the hills in wheelchairs, which they had previously stolen in a neighboring yard. So there was more rumble and dust when falling. Especially if five people got into it at the same time. wassat
      1. Storm
        Storm 23 October 2013 08: 52
        61
        Yes it was, it was all :)
        And syringes and shampoos. Where did they take the syringes - I don’t know, but they got it.
        Well, and also the famous "sifa" - a game of tags with a rag, with which the board was wiped off. The teachers also played it, but as a rule by accident: D
        1. revnagan
          revnagan 23 October 2013 12: 19
          29
          Quote: Sturm
          Where did they take the syringes - I don’t know, but they got it.

          I’ll tell you where they took it. I don’t read it with squeamish. In the rubbish dump near the city hospital. Right next to Esmarch’s pit. Yes, there are all sorts of fingers, offal, arms and legs. Nearby is a morgue. Still on the same rubbish one could find beautiful tubes from droppers, needles to them. Rinse the tubes in the school toilet and weave little devils, fish and other hand-made things from them. Sometimes scalpels, clamps, surgical knives and other terribly wonderful devices come across. And no AIDS, and other trippers.
          1. Starfish
            Starfish 23 October 2013 12: 31
            18
            In the trash near the city hospital

            favorite garbage. laughing they collected medicine bottles there. set them up - and shot from slingshots
            1. little man
              little man 23 October 2013 13: 06
              25
              That's for sure. His favorite pastime was slingshot and lead smelting.
              1. nov_tech.vrn
                nov_tech.vrn 23 October 2013 14: 00
                18
                the manufacture of scarecrows and self-propelled guns, the bolts that were stuffed with gray from matches ...
                1. dddym
                  dddym 23 October 2013 18: 00
                  +8
                  I personally launched rockets from tubes from an iron bed :)) I achieved amazing results, by the way - rockets flew exactly and almost where I wanted with an error of 2-3 meter :) and there were probably small shells from every house :)
                2. Shaman 21101973
                  Shaman 21101973 23 October 2013 18: 03
                  12
                  I want to add.
                  Paper impregnated with a solution of celite. (Nitrate diluted in water with added sugar).
                  Hydroperite with fixer.
                  Magnesium with potassium permanganate, etc. .. etc ...
                  I recall my wonderful childhood (80 g.):
                  Take a vial of dichlorvos, fill it with a matchbox (volume) a mixture of magnesium with potassium permanganate inside the vial, then shove the nitrate paper (very tight so that everything) closes everything back with a metal cap, wick, insert it into a metal pipe of suitable diameter .. Well Of course the pipe stood upright. We set fire to the wick .... Everything was very cool ... In the morning, a local police officer came to our house. After his arrival, it was not very ..... :)
                  1. I am
                    I am 23 October 2013 20: 18
                    +9
                    The bottle from dichlorvos was still very suitable for a carbide gun, only carbide I rarely came across .....
                    1. Shaman 21101973
                      Shaman 21101973 23 October 2013 20: 59
                      +5
                      Buddy
                      In our house there was a housing office and, accordingly, plumbers ......
                      Here from them we took carbite and
              2. dddym
                dddym 23 October 2013 17: 56
                +4
                lead is poison! :))) True, no one died ... :))
            2. Yashka Gorobets
              Yashka Gorobets 23 October 2013 15: 21
              21
              And in the garbage dump near the telephone exchange, wire trimming was collected, then all sorts of little men were twisted from them. And there was another topic, healthy pieces of rubber were thrown at the factory, then the whole yard with rubber balls went around.
              P.S. Milk from a triangle and rye bread are the most delicious food on a plate, I still remember this taste.
              1. dddym
                dddym 23 October 2013 18: 01
                +8
                wires - bicycles decorated :)
                1. kazssr
                  kazssr 23 October 2013 19: 20
                  +6
                  exactly we did it too oh my childhood
                2. Raven1972
                  Raven1972 28 October 2013 15: 45
                  +1
                  And the ratchets on the wheel of two clothes pegs and a couple of postcards? good hi
          2. alicante11
            alicante11 23 October 2013 16: 38
            +4
            Where did they take the syringes - I don’t know, but they got it.


            Each of the families of our relatives had such a boiler with glass syringes and a few more "salute" in the wall box. Although, maybe because my mother and grandmother were nurses :). And the sprinklers were made from glue and a pen.
          3. dddym
            dddym 23 October 2013 17: 52
            0
            ooo dropper - it's cool !!! Then it was used to carry alcohol to stadiums :)
          4. igor67
            igor67 23 October 2013 19: 42
            +5
            Quote: revnagan
            Quote: Sturm
            Where did they take the syringes - I don’t know, but they got it.

            I’ll tell you where they took it. I don’t read it with squeamish. In the rubbish dump near the city hospital. Right next to Esmarch’s pit. Yes, there are all sorts of fingers, offal, arms and legs. Nearby is a morgue. Still on the same rubbish one could find beautiful tubes from droppers, needles to them. Rinse the tubes in the school toilet and weave little devils, fish and other hand-made things from them. Sometimes scalpels, clamps, surgical knives and other terribly wonderful devices come across. And no AIDS, and other trippers.

            We also had a garbage dump near the morgue, only syringes from there, and also expired ampoules with medicine, then they were thrown into the fire and they exploded, also bicycles from ferrous metal, and a garbage can of a military unit, broken badges of shoulder straps, and when the soldiers came from teachings we exchanged cartridges for jam, we arranged fireworks in the evenings, after films with Goiko Mitic we got carried away with Indian "themes", tomogavki with broken knives, arrows from dry wormwood, on bikes to the river, and now it's hard to tear your son off the computer
            1. igor67
              igor67 24 October 2013 11: 39
              +2
              Yes, I also remembered that my grandfather was the director of the field crop school and took a horse with a cart to bring potatoes, there weren’t any cars then, but traction laughing
          5. Lyokhin63
            Lyokhin63 25 October 2013 23: 30
            0
            Ah ha ha))) You sniffed like a dead mouse smells?)) Fingers, offal))) Not well, we also solemnly buried at the city hospital under the operating mosol, but now I understand that this dog brought, not from the operating room threw out)))
          6. OffenroR
            OffenroR 27 October 2013 23: 47
            0
            SHO for discrimination belay And about the "children" 60s again "forgotten"? recourse
        2. RBLip
          RBLip 23 October 2013 12: 54
          14
          Quote: Sturm
          And syringes and shampoos.

          only syringes to school. Tubes from under the shampoo on duty at the entrance to the school seized. And the girls fought back, pouring water into bottles from under the mother’s spirits. and you can also pour water into a balloon or item No. 2 and at a break throw it out of the window into the courtyard. preferably on the third floor. conversation with the director is guaranteed. oh, golden was the time!
          1. Jin
            Jin 23 October 2013 14: 35
            10
            Quote: RBLip
            . and you can also pour water into a balloon or item No. 2 and at a break throw it out of the window into the courtyard


            We called it "Kapitoshka")))
          2. 505506
            505506 29 October 2013 08: 32
            0
            Is such a product familiar? In the pocket is a plastic bottle of glue (a bottle with a sharp nose), on the nose-nipple hose (about a meter and a half), at the tip of the hose is a writing unit from a ballpoint pen, but without a ball (it was knocked out by a sewing needle). So the bottle is in your pocket , the hose is passed under the clothes, and the tip is hidden behind the button of the uniform suit, the scope is checked out, and ... You approach the victim, hand in your pocket, start a conversation (lull vigilance), choose the moment, click on the bottle, run away joyfully.
            1. 505506
              505506 29 October 2013 09: 27
              0
              Of course, pour water into the bottle!
        3. rolik
          rolik 23 October 2013 15: 16
          14
          Quote: Sturm
          Yes it was, it was all :)

          And the elastic from the underwear was perfect for creating a homemade gun, it is such a wooden gun consisting of a rectangular piece of wood, a wooden clothespin was attached on top, and the elastic from the underwear was attached to the front of the gun, the elastic was stretched, fixed with a clothespin, and a small, wooden cube was placed under the elastic. Click on the clothespin, the gum shoots and the cube flies to the target. What battles were arranged in the sheds)))))
          And soda from street vending machines))))) And "nausea" pies with minced fish inside. For the most part, they were normal, but sometimes they came across sour, that was a shame)))))
          And when I came with my parents to my relatives in Novorossiysk)))) that’s where I was walking around! Corn sticks and Pepsi-cola)))))) The very thing is bliss when you are 7-10 years old and in the yard 78-80s. years)))))
          1. shark
            shark 23 October 2013 18: 13
            +4
            And we were digging pipes under the wires at construction sites. Such greenish plastic ones. We bought all knitting needles in the next department store. A piece of parallel and all-pneumatic weapons)))) done. Poor pigeons)))))
        4. Jin
          Jin 23 October 2013 21: 52
          +5
          Quote: Sturm
          Yes it was, it was all :)


          Remember the "blotters" in your notebooks? So))) You moisten the blotter with water, carefully, otherwise it will "creep" right away, you unscrew the light bulb (a little usually), for example, at a labor lesson, at recess, and carefully screw it between the lamp base and the socket. From heating, that (blotter) dries up, showing its dielectric "paper" properties, the light goes out, the lesson is disrupted))) Only because of the exceptional hemorrhoids and unstable effect, and a couple of lyuly from teachers, the fashion for this soon departed ... BUT FIG ONE, REMEMBERED BLOTTER! MADE IN USSR)))
          1. RBLip
            RBLip 24 October 2013 12: 14
            +2
            Quote: Jin
            BLOTTER! MADE IN USSR)))

            normal topic smile but with the disruption of lessons is too difficult. we had a call to the lesson given by the attendant using a plug (that is, a regular outlet is attached to the wall, the plug is inserted, the contact closes, the bell rings) so. at a break in the canteen, you rub the plug, two middle prongs and the handle down, adjust the size for any outlet in the classroom, wait until the attendant leaves, insert the rest of the plug, the contact closes, the bell rings constantly, because it is impossible to pull out without the pliers; ole! the lessons are frustrated because the bell is so nasty and loud that even the screams of the teachers are not heard.
      2. mirag2
        mirag2 23 October 2013 08: 56
        -29 qualifying.
        This is the structure of human psychology — what used to be good — people remember, and the bad is forgotten. After 20 years, the generation of today's teenagers will remember a bunch of all the beautiful from this time.
        And at 70 I was also a child and walked until night, and all night long, and it seemed there weren’t maniacs — but now I remembered them — they were. And even an investigator came to our school and talked about this.
        Yes, there was rubbish too. And the clothes were terrible and there was always a crush for all kinds of shoes — normal, Polish, Romanian, German. And you won’t buy oranges. And tangerines. And trimmed meat in the store, because you had to throw all your cool meat to anyone .
        Even the hops-sunel in the store was not to buy.
        What can I say, they didn’t think about people. A person could live on a small amount of money, but at the same time dressing in clothes made with us (like the cheapest samopal now), and eat something. True, the milk was normal.
        A potato! Cabbage! Vegetables, terrible rubbish, and ripe and generally.
        So not everything was cloudless. Although there was one good thing, confidence in the future. And the army is on the level. And the rest is all bullshit.
        There, download old films about "Experts" - look at the lawlessness in housing and communal services, speculators, etc. - you will be horrified.
        1. seller trucks
          seller trucks 23 October 2013 10: 06
          45
          Quote: mirag2
          So not everything was cloudless.


          you are banal down to the level of the stomach, the author correctly writes, free medicine, education, trips from trade unions to boarding houses, sanatoriums and children's camps, no requisitions in schools, additional electives, I managed to earn 10 rubles in the 216 class (my mother received 86 rubles ) after school, staying and shifting the flooring at school, and there was nothing in the stores, but everything was more expensive on the market than in the store, they were outraged, but they bought. And you about sausage scraps ...
          1. Starfish
            Starfish 23 October 2013 10: 12
            10
            I managed to earn 10 rubles in the 216th grade

            where did they pay so much?
            I was a teenager every summer for a month humped at a brick factory - more than 80 rubles didn’t work, and even then on the molding, where it’s quite hard to work
            1. seller trucks
              seller trucks 23 October 2013 10: 35
              +2
              Quote: Starfish
              where did they pay so much?


              at the school was formed a cooperative "Putko" by the name of a labor teacher, where he earned, fuck, this is the end of the 80s, the peak of cooperatives. I also remembered a story from school, my first commercial experience: I hadn’t smoked yet, I warmed up my friend with two Mild Seven cigarettes, changed to an imported fountain pen, a classmate, referring to the fact that he collects them (pens), changed them for several foreign magazines, in the evening a friend begged me for 25 rubles, oh, how. I quietly began to sell imported cigarettes and beer, so I had my own money for personal needs in the 9-10th grade
              1. washi
                washi 23 October 2013 14: 03
                +8
                Quote: seller trucks
                Quote: Starfish
                where did they pay so much?


                at the school was formed a cooperative "Putko" by the name of a labor teacher, where he earned, fuck, this is the end of the 80s, the peak of cooperatives. I also remembered a story from school, my first commercial experience: I hadn’t smoked yet, I warmed up my friend with two Mild Seven cigarettes, changed to an imported fountain pen, a classmate, referring to the fact that he collects them (pens), changed them for several foreign magazines, in the evening a friend begged me for 25 rubles, oh, how. I quietly began to sell imported cigarettes and beer, so I had my own money for personal needs in the 9-10th grade

                Well, these are new times and a new growth, when it has become hard to earn money. Buy Sell. This is not a worthy occupation for a RUSSIAN man. Trade is Asians and Angles.
            2. rexby63
              rexby63 23 October 2013 10: 38
              11
              In summer, I earned 150 on forest plantations a month. In high school, you could plow or harvest in a state farm and earn even more than 216 rubles, but it was difficult to work there. Not everyone can do it
              1. Starfish
                Starfish 23 October 2013 10: 51
                +3
                and in our country it was still possible to get a job at the leshoz, but only the little one worked there - they paid pennies on weeding the Christmas trees. and on the brick a guide from the director to the master was a crook. clearly cheated.
                and of course there was a collective farm - but in our district center there was only a board and a fattening farm. field offices in neighboring villages were
            3. Son
              Son 23 October 2013 11: 03
              16
              On a collective farm, harvesting, during the 1975 vacation, I bought a Vostok motorcycle.
              1. Jin
                Jin 23 October 2013 14: 42
                +8
                Quote: Son
                bought a motorcycle "Vostok".


                not "Sunrise" ??? I remember Minsk, Voskhod, IZhi Planet (especially Sport, with the Japanese Mikuni carburetor, my father had it) with Jupiter ... well, Ural with Dnepr ... Java "(bench, chasing, bike, stump))))" Chizet "(Chiza))) ... I don't remember" Vostok "... maybe I just don't know, don't promise hi
                1. rolik
                  rolik 23 October 2013 18: 28
                  +6
                  Quote: Jin
                  I remember Minsk

                  We called him "macaque"))))
                  1. Jin
                    Jin 23 October 2013 21: 59
                    +4
                    Quote: rolik
                    We called him "macaque"))))


                    They also called him "Goat", but not in a bad sense ... then it was associated with an animal, and not with a "modern" and not with the thieves' concept of the meaning of the word))) hi
                    1. Armata
                      Armata 24 October 2013 10: 27
                      +5
                      Quote: Jin
                      he was called "Goat", but not in a bad sense ... then it was associated with an animal, and not with a "modern" and not with a thieves' concept of the meaning of the word)))
                      We called the goat Cheset. Personally, I remember another "Kovrovets". Although he rode Psin (Planet Sport) himself. And then there was "Tula", although a rare motorcycle.
                      1. Jin
                        Jin 26 October 2013 15: 14
                        +1
                        Quote: Mechanic
                        Personally, I remember another "Kovrovets". Although he rode Psin (Planet Sport) himself. And then there was "Tula", although a rare motorcycle.


                        Kovrovets, yes there was such a thing!))) Tula, really a rare thing was, I did not even remember))) Such thick wide wheels, "design" with an off-road vehicle, I remember, I remember!)
                2. slas
                  slas 23 October 2013 22: 56
                  +2
                  Quote: Jin
                  I don't remember "Vostok" ... maybe I just don't know, don't promise

                  Yes, there was no such mark. The boy was mistaken)))
                  1. Alex 241
                    Alex 241 23 October 2013 23: 00
                    +6
                    Here it is, the Soviet Rise.
                    1. Apollo
                      Apollo 23 October 2013 23: 06
                      +4
                      Quote: Alex 241
                      Here it is, the Soviet Rise.


                      1. Apollo
                        Apollo 23 October 2013 23: 13
                        +3
                        The legendary Ural is more alive than all the living.
                    2. Jin
                      Jin 24 October 2013 00: 15
                      +2
                      Here it is, the Soviet Rise.

                      Sanya, hello !!! He (Voskhod) had a disease ... the fourth, in my opinion, started to fly out, the brain box fell in short, as far as I know the owners, everyone collided)
                      1. Alex 241
                        Alex 241 24 October 2013 00: 18
                        +2
                        Hi Zhenya, I’ve visited Voskhod several times, and Verkhovina6sport, Minsk, Java-634 (cherry) Java638-1-04, assembled it with my own hands, the engine from 634 stood, unkillable.
                    3. Berserk
                      Berserk 26 October 2013 13: 04
                      +1
                      Damn, guys, warmed up the soul. The older brother had Izh-Planet. Then Planet 3. Then Planet Sport in my opinion. We were taken to the museum of the Izhevsk Motor Plant at school. I’ll tell you, I have never seen such bikes anywhere else. 12 cylinder sports unit. I also remember the pre-war. Probably the exposition was gone in the 90s.
                    4. 505506
                      505506 29 October 2013 09: 31
                      0
                      We called him "Voskhonda"
                  2. Jin
                    Jin 24 October 2013 00: 11
                    +3
                    Something seemed to me like that, okay, the main thing is that everyone understood everything)
                3. EdwardTich68
                  EdwardTich68 24 October 2013 02: 32
                  +1
                  There was "Vostok", as if it was, in the village of my grandmother I saw a lot of them at the club.
                4. rexby63
                  rexby63 30 October 2013 13: 46
                  0
                  "Sunrise", "Sunrise". But it cost, in my opinion, 150 rubles more expensive than "Minsk". Therefore, I went to Minsk, there was not enough money. But on the other hand, it was light, it could be carried out of any swamp by hand. Not literally. And Chizet is "Czech Zbroevka", the Czechoslovak defense industry produced
              2. dddym
                dddym 23 October 2013 18: 36
                +2
                these are construction teams - I got 2 p on the cross ties for 600 months. The truth is of course difficult - the sleepers are heavy and creosote is horrible as it burned the skin.
            4. grafrozow
              grafrozow 23 October 2013 11: 05
              +3
              Quote: Starfish

              where did they pay so much?
              I was a teenager every summer for a month humped at a brick factory - more than 80 rubles didn’t work, and even then on the molding, where it’s quite hard to work
              After the 8th grade, during the holidays, I worked as a field worker on a geophysical expedition, breakdown of profiles, electrical exploration-140 rubles a month, this was in 1974, in labor records.
            5. Alez
              Alez 23 October 2013 11: 21
              20
              I worked as a teenager 14-16 years old (90-92) in two brick factories, one mechanized (all on moving cradles) came out 80-90 rubles, and manual production, when the brick was carried on horse-drawn carts and laid out barracks. He received more than my dad at the hand factory (director of a successful enterprise -160 rubles) 180-220 rubles. Processing, Ural and child labor. He gave money to his mother, he could not really buy anything, and it was not needed, and he did not bother. All were well-fed, healthy. There used to be problems to buy something, now the problem is to earn something to buy something. Everyone forgets that the USSR gave apartments for free, now the huts are given to banks for working out as slaves. Now show me a teenager of 14-16 years old who earns himself. Who has confidence in the future ??????????????????????
              1. Starfish
                Starfish 23 October 2013 11: 25
                +5
                I worked as a teenager 14-16 years old (90-92) in two brick factories, one mechanized (all on moving cradles) came out 80-90 rubles

                and worked on this one. and earned the same amount. but all the same, all the boys thought that they were cheating on us there laughing
              2. Berserk
                Berserk 26 October 2013 13: 06
                0
                Ural! Yes Yes!
            6. washi
              washi 23 October 2013 13: 58
              +5
              Quote: Starfish
              I managed to earn 10 rubles in the 216th grade

              where did they pay so much?
              I was a teenager every summer for a month humped at a brick factory - more than 80 rubles didn’t work, and even then on the molding, where it’s quite hard to work

              We worked at the Labor and Rest Camp at the state farm. For a month we received (as advanced workers) 23 rubles each (this is after grade 8)
              After the ninth, they worked at a construction site - field trip after the CPC. For two months - about 250 rubles (subject to the legislation on the reduced working day for minors). Familiar for all the summer holidays settled in road workers. Got 500 with a trifle.
            7. Jipo
              Jipo 23 October 2013 15: 07
              +2
              On potatoes in 90g. received 270 p., he was still a student.
            8. rolik
              rolik 23 October 2013 15: 25
              +9
              Quote: Starfish
              I managed to earn 10 rubles in the 216th grade

              This is not a record)))) I'm in the 8th grade, due to a terrible connection-acquaintance. During the summer holidays I went to work at the plant. The first week I kicked the sticks, then they put them on the transfer of tracks in the cart and back (this is for atmospheric drying of the boards). And then he got into the divisional brigade. I earned there in 2 months (scary to think) 563 rubles !!! With this money I bought a tape recorder, the Nota prefix, winter sneakers at a flea market. And in August, when my father and I went to rest in Alushta, to the sanatorium of the Ministry of the Forest Industry, I also lent my father 80 scars to buy Raffle jeans, an off-site shop (auto shop) was selling them in Alushta. And there is still))) It was in the 84th year, I remember this year very well. Because I met in Alushta with a young lady from Sverdlovsk))))) Well, of course, a tape recorder, it's now in my garage, it works)))
            9. Berserk
              Berserk 26 October 2013 12: 58
              0
              Yes lan - really. For the summer of 86-87, specifically July - August, I earned 280 rubles. The brother worked in a railway communication distance. Recommended - taken. I went with a fitter, helped to fix damage on the lines, to calls - for malfunctions of telephone sets, just set up phones in apartments, climbed attics, roofs. He was even on a business trip - for a week to a sponsored collective farm on a seeder for 600 keme from Izhevsk. He lived there in a hostel for business travelers, men from all over the country, and even two Bulgarians. Balkan. And nothing - did not disappear. He returned from there in general at a passing kamaz. I bought a TV for a salary. Black and white but high quality. And he dressed in the 10th grade completely, right down to winter shoes. Yes, there was a special ticket, I don’t remember the form number. Like the sixth. In short, allowed to ride a locomotive. By anyone. Shunting or another. Communication lines along the roads were reinforced, pillars rickety (digging in the anchor, and a winch) ... How could I imagine that when I returned from the fleet in the 91st year, I would see the last summer of this country?
          2. grafrozow
            grafrozow 23 October 2013 11: 00
            11
            Quote: seller trucks
            And you about sausage scraps ...
            ++++++ I shake your hand.
          3. Uncle
            Uncle 23 October 2013 12: 52
            -7
            Quote: seller trucks
            you are banal down to the level of the stomach

            The path to a man’s heart lies through his stomach. smile To yours including.
        2. Vasilenko Vladimir
          Vasilenko Vladimir 23 October 2013 10: 30
          16
          Quote: mirag2
          And at 70 I was also a child and walked until night, and all night long, and it seemed there weren’t maniacs — but now I remembered them — they were. And even an investigator came to our school and talked about this.

          there is a small one, at that time it was an out of the ordinary phenomenon, I remember in the late 80s a child was stolen for ransom, we had the whole city on our ears, in the disco in our school the boy was cut an emergency for the whole city (not the smallest in Union), all school management removed.
          Quote: mirag2
          the clothes were terrible and there was always a stampede behind all the shoes-normal-Polish, Romanian, German
          Again, there is a small difference, if you bought an expensive thing, then its quality corresponded to the price
          Quote: mirag2
          And you won’t buy oranges. And tangerines. And trimmed meat in the store, because everyone has already scattered all their cool meat.

          from the fact that now you can buy strawberries at any time of the year for some reason I don’t want to buy it, it’s not strawberries
          Quote: mirag2
          A potato! Cabbage! Vegetables-terrible rubbish-and ripe and generally

          you’ll forgive me where you lived in general, you didn’t have rotten potatoes, I don’t know how you got it, but if there wasn’t anything in the store
          1. rolik
            rolik 23 October 2013 18: 19
            +6
            Quote: Vasilenko Vladimir
            from the fact that now you can buy strawberries at any time of the year for some reason I don’t want to buy it, it’s not strawberries

            I burst strawberries from my grandmother in the garden)))) And now yes, this is not strawberry, it is a product of long-term storage in a chamber filled with inert gas (so that rot does not begin), the same apples and so on, so on, so on.
            1. Vasilenko Vladimir
              Vasilenko Vladimir 23 October 2013 18: 51
              +9
              Quote: rolik
              long-term storage in a chamber filled with inert gas

              Mom bought a couple of apples this winter, one thing was left, so it’s bastard, even by April it didn’t rot
        3. Corsair
          Corsair 23 October 2013 10: 48
          +9
          Quote: mirag2
          So not everything was cloudless.

          Again, WHERE HOW ... My childhood, which came in the 70s, and my youth in the 80s, were held in the Donetsk region. Ukraine - a fertile land, which was such before the arrival of the "humpbacked uncle", who destroyed EVERYTHING and EVERYTHING ...

          I don’t know by what "category" the supply of the mining region was made, but against the background of the rest of Ukraine (in general, it also did not live in poverty), it looked just like a socialist oasis.
          1. Shuriken
            Shuriken 23 October 2013 13: 10
            +6
            I support you, fellow countryman! I myself am from Dzerzhinsk, and the years are the same. And so it was. And now it hurts to tears to see this oasis, finished off by "nezalezhnikamy", lying in ruins ...
          2. Berserk
            Berserk 26 October 2013 13: 09
            0
            AND! I went to my relatives in Donetsk. To Gorlovka, to Mikhailovka and to himself. A bunch of relatives there. There has been no contact for 20 years.
        4. grafrozow
          grafrozow 23 October 2013 10: 57
          18
          Quote: mirag2
          This is the structure of human psychology — what used to be good — people remember, and the bad is forgotten. After 20 years, the generation of today's teenagers will remember a bunch of all the beautiful from this time.
          Dear, read the author again, he does not write about the Communist Party, about the Komsomol, about the pioneers .... He writes about our life, I’m 1959, I remember scooters with bearings, dousing and even self-propelled guns, I wanted to shoot and feel like a hero, and when parents gave 10 kopecks. they bought ice cream for the whole yard, and you didn’t eat it alone, ate it all. For the author - +++++++++ Until now, real friends, those from childhood, are not our fault that the USSR is gone, but where if you weren’t Russia, Ukraine, Belarus, Kazakhstan .. we are all from OUR CHILDHOOD, but disgusting enough before, but this is not about that, but about our childhood friendship, which has been preserved for the whole LIFE !!! Do you have many new real friends? You can call at 3 a.m. and just ask, how are you, they haven’t talked for a long time ... I can, and they can.
          1. vober
            vober 23 October 2013 12: 00
            10
            Well, yes, they made the self-propelled guns from a bent copper tube with a flattened end and a nail with an elastic band. Stuffed with sulfur from matches, the babahal was very loud. At my classmate, he worked in his pocket during the lesson - he was kicked out of class.
            Fruit ice cream cost 7 kopecks., Kvass from a barrel 3 kopecks per glass.
            They used glasses in vending machines with lemonade, but I washed it with my hands, as my parents advised.
            In general, independence in children at that time was much greater and, accordingly, responsibility. But parents in the 50-60s warned of the dangers of communicating with unfamiliar adults.
            1. RBLip
              RBLip 23 October 2013 13: 09
              +6
              Quote: vober
              Well, yes, they made the self-propelled guns from a bent copper tube with a flattened end and a nail with an elastic band. Stuffed with sulfur from matches, the babahal was very loud. At my classmate, he worked in his pocket during the lesson - he was kicked out of class.

              there is such a thing! and two or three more packs of caps on a brick and one more brick on top! and in the summer they made rackets. you buy saltpeter in the store "a thousand little things" (there was still a lot of multi-colored electrical tape for tuning), you soak old newspapers, dry them, you can find foil in rolls behind a dairy plant in a dump, you wrap these newspapers in this foil, make a small wick, throw ... and the secret of the "racket" flight is guaranteed!
              1. rolik
                rolik 23 October 2013 18: 24
                +2
                Quote: RBLip
                ! and in the summer they made racquets

                They also did it)))) they only took gunpowder, which they dug up in a landfill, and there they found cartridges from three-rulers and shells from small guns. They say during the intervention there were military depots at the Entente, ours blew them up)))) and the echo already reached 70-80))))
                1. Revolver
                  Revolver 23 October 2013 21: 48
                  +8
                  And no one fired a validolite rocket from a chimney?
                  A package from under validol is taken (an aluminum ampoule with an aluminum screw cap, plastic ones were not good, they stopped producing somewhere in the early 1980s when they switched to flat plastic packaging with foil). Stuffed with smoke plastic (table tennis balls cut into small pieces are best, but protractors and squares were fine too). A hole of about 1 mm in diameter is drilled in the bottom in the center (necessarily!), If there is no drill, then it was possible to dig with a nail, aluminum is soft. The smoke chamber is set on fire, and at that moment when it starts to flare up, the lid is screwed very quickly (important! It can burn, or even jerk in your hands, I saw how it happened to one kid, it didn’t seem enough) is screwed up and put on the guide from the corner. If the hole was drilled exactly in the center, it flew about 50 meters or even more, leaving behind a smoky and luxuriously smelly trail, and hissed, almost like a Soyuz when launched on TV. And if you drill it crookedly, then it walked along an unpredictable trajectory and pretty quickly stuck into the ground. The packaging withstood 1-2, rarely 3 starts, after which the thread was finally torn off.
                  Since both grandfather and grandmother were active users of validol, I did not suffer from lack of packaging, and there was no need to look for rubbish, and there were enough broken tennis balls, and protractors were cheap - something like 7 cents, and the buzz from the rocket was much more than poisonous pink ice cream with artificial strawberry flavor.
                  Anyway, then the sun was shining brighter, and the grass was greener, and ice cream tastier. This is not a fiction, but such a perception - with age, all feelings become dull.
            2. alone
              alone 23 October 2013 22: 29
              +3
              worked three years during the holidays winery vodka factory .... there were times of gold!
          2. rolik
            rolik 23 October 2013 18: 21
            +6
            Quote: grafrozow
            and when parents gave 10 kopecks. for ice cream, bought the whole yard

            Gasoline was cheaper than soda from a street vending machine, gas 2 kopecks. - sweet soda 3 kopecks)))) Emirates have a rest))))
        5. DEfindER
          DEfindER 23 October 2013 11: 44
          14
          Quote: mirag2
          What can I say, they didn’t think about people

          If you are on the shortage, then the shortage of food began with the advent of a humpback, while there was plenty of evidence that tons of food were rotting in warehouses, people still remember how they dumped spoiled sausages on landfills, it's like a bad dream for them. And due to the shortage of equipment, clothes, shoes or furniture, I’ll say that things are even worse now - now it’s very difficult to find high-quality and inexpensive equipment, the same with clothes and shoes, all this Chinese hell breaks down in a month, inexpensive furniture falls apart faster, Chinese screwdrivers grind in 2 applications, you have to use Soviet ones. Yes, it used to be there were queues for TVs, but on the other hand it was a TV made by us and for us, and not by the Chinese who are most important to save on production.

          I would also like to add my recollection to the article, in the courtyard we have a small lake, which I would now say it’s even cleaner than before, but before that we didn’t climb out of it, the bottom was knee-deep, and my legs were cut into glass, and they were torn apart by carags, but no one was sick of anything, and still they went swimming every day, and not only the children. And on the shore they burned a bonfire and fried shells, and still melted lead by pouring various molds. Now no one has entered this lake for 20 years already ..
          1. Starfish
            Starfish 23 October 2013 11: 48
            +8
            If you are on the shortage, then the shortage of food began with the advent of a humpback, while there was plenty of evidence that tons of food were rotting in warehouses, people still remember how they dumped spoiled sausages on landfills, it's like a bad dream for them. AND

            I agree that the workers of our RaIPO went home so much goods that some until the early 2000s paid with kalymshchikov Soviet vodka.
          2. dddym
            dddym 23 October 2013 18: 45
            +6
            I don’t remember the queues for the televisions; well, at least kill, in our tsum in the Kemerovo department of televisions there were no queues there! Television was taken mainly on credit. But it was possible to get a loan only when you repay the old one and by the decision of the labor collective. Usually, once every six months, a loan could be taken without any problems if not a drunkard and morally stable.
            1. Vasilenko Vladimir
              Vasilenko Vladimir 23 October 2013 18: 48
              0
              Quote: dddym
              I don’t remember the queues for the TVs, well, at least kill

              were, but it's already 90-91 year
            2. Revolver
              Revolver 23 October 2013 22: 33
              0
              Quote: dddym
              I do not remember the queues for the TVs, well, at least kill

              I will not kill. And the queues were a little more difficult. "Rainbow" produced by the Kozitsky plant stood free - pay and take, but they were reluctant to take, there were rumors that they would explode. But for “Rubies”, which were better (there were rumors that they seemed to be either with a “Toshibovskaya” or with a “Hitachevskaya” tube), and cheaper (the screen was a couple of centimeters smaller) there really was a queue.
              1. dddym
                dddym 24 October 2013 00: 04
                +1
                you messed up for years. Foreign pipes appeared on televisions during the barter era. that is, already in the 90s. And our tubes were no worse, moreover, the color of our picture tube was even better. The only drawback of our TVs is that they did not receive the Pal signal, and if they did, the image was black and white. And besides, our TVs were heavy to a greater extent because of the case of pure wood! Then there was a bike that the Japanese gave a guarantee for 20 years, but remembering our "Izumrud" kinescope sat down completely 35 years after the purchase, they changed the lamps mainly on the line scan and soldered several tracks, where they fell off the PCB.
            3. Ustas
              Ustas 27 October 2013 08: 02
              0
              Quote: dddym
              I don’t remember the queues for the televisions; well, at least kill, in our tsum in the Kemerovo department of televisions there were no queues there!

              And there was also a videotape recorder "Electronics VM-12". Year 83, however.
        6. Luger
          Luger 23 October 2013 12: 40
          10
          I myself am from the 70-80s, but I wonder where are we all so wonderful as the author of this article writes? We are the ones from the 70-80s who are giving bribes, taking bribes, chasing after super profits, or how can we not get enough? We are rude, we are pouring mud on each other, we are otmazyvaya our relatives, spit on the laws, violate the rules of the road, and a lot of what else ... THIS IS ALL WE CHILDREN 70-80X !!!! I hope our grandchildren will be better, because when children look at us, they will not learn anything good.
          Py.Sy. This is not a comment, comment by mirag2 sorry.
        7. RBLip
          RBLip 23 October 2013 12: 56
          +4
          Quote: mirag2
          Yes, there was rubbish too. And the clothes were terrible and there was always a crush for all kinds of shoes — normal, Polish, Romanian, German. And you won’t buy oranges. And tangerines. And trimmed meat in the store, because you had to throw all your cool meat to anyone .
          Even the hops-sunel in the store was not to buy.
          What can I say, they didn’t think about people. A person could live on a small amount of money, but at the same time dressing in clothes made with us (like the cheapest samopal now), and eat something. True, the milk was normal.
          A potato! Cabbage! Vegetables, terrible rubbish, and ripe and generally.
          So not everything was cloudless. Although there was one good thing, confidence in the future. And the army is on the level. And the rest is all bullshit.

          yeahhhh. you had a difficult childhood. we didn’t hammer such a head like that.
        8. washi
          washi 23 October 2013 13: 48
          11
          Quote: mirag2
          Yes, there was rubbish too. And the clothes were terrible and there was always a crush for all kinds of shoes — normal, Polish, Romanian, German. And you won’t buy oranges. And tangerines. And trimmed meat in the store, because you had to throw all your cool meat to anyone .
          Even the hops-sunel in the store was not to buy.
          What can I say, they didn’t think about people. A person could live on a small amount of money, but at the same time dressing in clothes made with us (like the cheapest samopal now), and eat something. True, the milk was normal.
          A potato! Cabbage! Vegetables, terrible rubbish, and ripe and generally.
          So not everything was cloudless. Although there was one good thing, confidence in the future. And the army is on the level. And the rest is all bullshit.
          There, download old films about "Experts" - look at the lawlessness in housing and communal services, speculators, etc. - you will be horrified.

          What country did you live in? Yes, there were no "branded" clothes, but there were a lot of fabrics. There are a lot of patterns in magazines (not inferior to foreign ones, or even superior to Western fashion trends) as much as you like. You want it yourself, you want a studio. Take the initiative, work with your head, hands and dress as you want.
          Products? This depended on the local bosses. Yeltsin Sverdlovsk Region I planted it on cards, and in Tomsk they built a poultry farm and there was nowhere to put chicken. Vegetables? Yes, there were problems due to imperfect storage. Even in the Army this was bad. But in the fall, EVERYTHING was sold. Buy, make blanks. The counters may have been empty, but the refrigerators were always full. Everything was in the markets. Before Gorbachev perestroika, it was not much higher than store prices. And there were also farms at subsidiary enterprises, or sponsored. There were personal sites (summer residences, Michurinsky (everywhere they are called differently))
          Hmeli-suneli and a bunch of other sauces (before Ketchup) were on store shelves even in the hungry time (I personally liked "Yuzhny").
          Your problem is that you treated and treat the State as a CONSUMER. And it is necessary as an accomplice. We ALL participate in government activities. Someone is engaged in criticism, someone is working out other people's money, someone is earning his own for his family, someone is thinking about how to survive alone against the whole Anglican system.
          And the lawlessness in trade began after the Khrushchev reforms, which (including) abolished the control of the KGB over the party apparatus.
          1. zadorin1974
            zadorin1974 23 October 2013 14: 05
            +8
            I don’t know how anyone lives, and in our family my wife still covers everyone. Especially I will. Buying a normal lump and unloading is a little expensive, and not everything that sells is right here and sews uniforms or coveralls or something else with my sons clothes and besides, not because of lack of money (normal fabric is not bad), but because of our tastes and figures. And as a child, we really didn’t bother, as we had school pants rolled up in a disco and on the street (though we bought for a year 2-3 pants, they themselves were sutured or embroidered well, and torn too fellow ).
          2. rolik
            rolik 23 October 2013 20: 23
            +7
            Quote: Vasya
            What country did you live in?

            The right question)))) I was little, 5-6 years old, my grandmother bought capelin and blue whiting for cats and dogs only, people didn’t eat this fish, it was considered weedy. But now they crack and do not frown. Liver sausage was bought only for dogs; now, among other sausages, it’s on the counter and they’re buying it. The only thing that was not was the bright packaging. They were packed in gray paper, but it was definitely environmentally friendly, but with bright packages inside which chemical rubbish, the counters are now littered. As they say, it is not the external but the internal content that is important)))) So then the content was, now (mostly) the external, and the internal content is a bit.
        9. alicante11
          alicante11 23 October 2013 16: 42
          +4
          This is the structure of human psychology — what used to be good — people remember, and the bad is forgotten. After 20 years, the generation of today's teenagers will remember a bunch of all the beautiful from this time.


          They will not have the most important thing that we had - confidence in the future. Of course, this confidence deceived us. But how she is lacking now.
        10. mirag2
          mirag2 23 October 2013 18: 03
          +1
          Well, I’m very glad that my memories caused such a polemic.
          For the sake of the stomach! But what if you go to work for the sake of an idea? FOR YOUR STOMACH. FOR THE MEDICINES — moreover, imported (so far).
          Maybe in your city even fresh meat was-it fell off the bone itself-I didn’t have any friends or relatives in the trade and I didn’t see such meat then. And 200 r. for a month, too, did not earn. There were always those who lived better and who lived worse. I lived worse then. Although there were motorcycles and branded clothes, but they cost so much, oh. I remember jeans for 200 rubles.
          I’m not saying that happiness is in jeans; I’m saying that, like all sorts, too, God forbid, how many.
          Although the prostitutes were hiding, they didn’t climb onto the tracks. But they were! And the addicts were. And the drunks are horrible.
          I’m very glad that I see that the amount of drunkard is falling right in front of my eyes.
          Yes, I'm talking about sausage scraps, because I ate them then!
        11. dddym
          dddym 23 October 2013 18: 31
          +4
          Do not forget to add - a series of murders was then considered something incredible, now the phrase serial killer is ordinary. If you recall the connoisseurs, then they used in their films the most high-profile almost sensational cases. Which are for the most part uninteresting to the current detective.
          Vegetables were frozen, that's for sure - but who ate vegetables from stores? Although I’m probably wrong, I ate but very little. About suneli hops - in any market you go to the barbecue and this your suneli hops is free of charge as a seasoning for barbecue. As for the shoes of all kinds of clothes, well, they didn’t go along with the gabban, although it could be done in dolce - again, the market, money was spent with almost everyone except drunks, and if a person wanted he went to the huckster and bought a company. Well, yes - more expensive than in the store - but what has changed ??? Is it all cheaper in relation to salary? Tangerines and scarcity, but not for the worker - at the plant you could buy tangerines and oranges - do not remember such tables of orders? and again in the market you could buy a bald dash if necessary.
        12. Lyokhin63
          Lyokhin63 23 October 2013 21: 01
          +5
          mirag2 (2)
          Theme about childhood and you about to eat ...
          My daughter, I’m sure, will also remember about the puppies found in the garages, about the stable in the forest, about the bungee in the yard and much more than she shared with us. She also has a childhood and all sorts of gadgets-internet-pipes occupy 10th place in it. And your fetishes of a robber’s clothes (clothes from the Chinese market - sausages in a test at school for 20 re), she will remember last.
        13. mirag2
          mirag2 24 October 2013 06: 51
          -2
          I just won’t enter in any way. Well, I lived in Soviet times worse than most of those present here, but what is my fault?
          Why did I get so many minuses?
          Due to the fact that I did not eat fresh meat from the market at that time?
          Ha-ha!
          Or because the USSR did not produce normal shoes?
          Original ....
          1. alicante11
            alicante11 24 October 2013 13: 32
            +5
            Yes, no one ate fresh meat in Soviet times (and even now it does not eat, even the oligarchy), if they themselves did not keep the boar. And if they did, then if this is the "fresh meat" once a year on occasion of his sudden death under the butcher's knife, I also remember the homemade blood sausage, which I could not stand. Why are you hooked on meat? There was meat in stores. And not frozen 10 times as now and not pumped up for weight with water and without the inclusion of "soy additives". Yes, with bones, but you could buy as much as needed. And not a piece for soup, as it is now (if not a bouillon cube at all).
            There were normal shoes in the USSR. You try to play as much "football" with all sorts of cans in adidas sneakers as we played with "Sovdepov" sneakers on the way home from school. They will die in two weeks, and my classmates even managed to give these sneakers to their younger brothers. Yes, they didn't look that "cool". But we didn't even need it. We, thank God, did not have party nomenclature in the class of children.
            You are minus because you are fixated on grub and rags. But even God is with him, it’s your business, who has enough mind for that. But only after all, and now far from all (and actually quite few people) are available sneakers from a sports boutique or a crab canteen for breakfast daily. And most of them are satisfied with crosses from the Chinese flea market and crab sticks from fishmeal. So what's the difference? Is that a handful of oligarchs and effective managers living very well? So then the party nomenclature and farce fat. But most of the people did not live better than today.
      3. Lapotnik
        Lapotnik 23 October 2013 10: 49
        17
        In winter - a piece of linoleum and a bunch of people on it - who is standing, who is sitting, who is a swallow)))

        Super spray guns equipped with a barrel in the form of a handle)
      4. Pharao7766
        Pharao7766 23 October 2013 11: 10
        +7
        And in winter, if of course I forgot the sled or didn’t find them under the nearest bush, we rode on a wire box for hitchcraft or in a crowd in an abandoned refrigerator (capacity did not matter). fellow
      5. Far East
        Far East 23 October 2013 13: 35
        +9
        Guys, whatever you want, but I would not mind the "IRON CURTAIN" I had a Vidic when I was 8 years old I don’t remember how old I’m gum, and all the hassle is from Japan, and everyday life!. This is why we didn’t live in poverty. I do not know how it is everywhere, but two years later I flew on vacation in the town of KOVROV was everywhere in the USSR. so sho I conclude. in what .... ope I live right now. hi
      6. cdrt
        cdrt 23 October 2013 15: 07
        +3
        The child himself 70s, 80s.
        Article SUPER! Thanks to the author good
      7. dddym
        dddym 23 October 2013 17: 49
        +1
        squirted from syringes - absolutely for sure!
      8. shark
        shark 23 October 2013 18: 10
        +2
        And the big rubber bulb for washing was especially chic ... She also had a white plastic tip. I beat it far away))))) Thank you to the author. You read and do not believe that such an abyss separates my present "I" and my "I" sample 1980. Perhaps then I was happy and calm about my future.
      9. I am
        I am 23 October 2013 20: 15
        +2
        There were syringes !!! I begged them in the garrison medical unit. And not BU and not from the trash, although others probably had from the trash)))))) It was a fun time. And then I got a red water gun, the only one !!!! And I poured glue into it, it was a shame !!!!!
      10. se-ma
        se-ma 24 October 2013 00: 09
        +1
        A tube was taken from under the glue, filled with water, a spare part was inserted from the handle and forward with a cry of cheers!
      11. grapefruit
        grapefruit 27 October 2013 21: 38
        0
        That's right - the sprayers were homemade. Find a scalpel - luck is akin to winning the lottery (Medtech was not in every city). They also handed over the waste paper ... Cramming into the pile of newspapers several capacitors-launchers from fluorescent lamps (already burnt from repeated charging from the mains and sparking from short-circuit) - the art is more abruptly smugglers ....
      12. bvi1965
        bvi1965 15 October 2014 17: 27
        0
        And we were digging at the factory for defective ones; just at the side was a factory of plastic bottles.
    2. domokl
      domokl 23 October 2013 08: 02
      49
      I don’t understand skepticism. The author writes an article about what is dear to him. More precisely, he expresses the opinion of a fairly large group of people.
      And, in fact, makes a completely clear hint, I want back to the USSR.
      1. Alexander Romanov
        Alexander Romanov 23 October 2013 08: 08
        28
        Quote: domokl
        I do not understand skepticism

        Well, the person didn’t live then, that’s why he doesn’t understand the reason for playing games with tin cans.
        Sasha hi
        1. Civil
          Civil 23 October 2013 08: 35
          +2
          Quote: Alexander Romanov
          Quote: domokl
          I do not understand skepticism

          Well, the person didn’t live then, that’s why he doesn’t understand the reason for playing games with tin cans.
          Sasha hi

          He lived perfectly at that time, it’s just that the entire Internet is littered with similar texts, it was already so tired up to impossibility :-) it was especially great when the Cubans came to our camp, for the first time in my life I saw blacks :-)
        2. Vasilenko Vladimir
          Vasilenko Vladimir 23 October 2013 11: 11
          +7
          Quote: Alexander Romanov
          does not understand what kaif games with cans.

          laughter laughter, but these games were useful oh no less, they developed and made you think, and most importantly THINK, we had a 4x4 cube with cells half a meter in the yard, we played catch-ups on it and now we would have recognized it as dangerous, and most importantly, no one has ever fallen from neg, although God forbid we were spinning on it. I once went to work past the school, and there was a physical education lesson, and it became terrible, neither the teacher nor the children can jump in length
          1. Alexander Romanov
            Alexander Romanov 23 October 2013 11: 26
            +9
            Quote: Vasilenko Vladimir
            we played catch-ups on it and now we would have recognized it as dangerous,

            And we had a pipe in the yard. This is a stretched cable from a poplar to a swing. To ride it you had to climb the poplar, almost to the very top, and then down the pipe along the cable shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, something like that. And no one crashed and everything was in front of parents.
            1. Vasilenko Vladimir
              Vasilenko Vladimir 23 October 2013 11: 30
              11
              the main thing is that the children (we, our parents) THINKED how to make the game more interesting, built some creepy structures on trees, everyone probably remembered about carbide bottles, and from a tennis ball you could make a great smoke, and from a celluloid comb and foil from chocolates rocket that flew.
            2. Armata
              Armata 24 October 2013 10: 41
              +1
              Quote: Alexander Romanov
              And we had a pipe in the yard. This is a stretched cable from a poplar to a swing. To ride it you had to climb the poplar, almost to the very top, and then down the pipe along the cable shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, something like that. And no one crashed and everything was in front of parents.
              And we had a kindergarten in the yard. After school, they played sifu on the veranda and played on garages. And so nothing happened, although from the roof of the veranda jumped without hesitation. The baker is generally a legend, all the boys probably played in it. The difference was only in the markup. Someone from an ordinary to a general, someone from a slave to a king.
      2. Apollo
        Apollo 23 October 2013 08: 10
        14
        Quote: domokl
        And, in fact, makes a completely clear hint, I want back to the USSR.



        1. silver_roman
          silver_roman 23 October 2013 15: 12
          +4
          I still keep a dozen Turbo collections (turbos) crying
      3. SHILO
        SHILO 23 October 2013 08: 51
        -4
        domokl
        And, in fact, makes a completely clear hint, I want back to the USSR.


        Or maybe everything is even easier?
        1. magadanets
          magadanets 23 October 2013 09: 40
          17
          And it’s youth here. It’s not about that. There were no telephones, computers, vidiks, they came home late ... But they could make anything from a trolley to a homemade machine. Brains worked, we developed, we talked. We knew the price of friendship, we knew what is good, what is bad. Any invader wouldn’t be greeted if he decided to attack us. I can’t be happy for the current generation of children ... They don’t know which side to take ...
          1. Andrey Yuryevich
            Andrey Yuryevich 23 October 2013 11: 01
            12
            a childhood friend from Achinsk comes to me, we drink a kilogram and begin to remember childhood interrupting each other! grew up in the same yard as a two-quartile, at one desk at the school, in general, relatives, now he is retired, an aircraft technician, but always the same when meeting smilehow they played Indians and cabbage in the garden was torn out of bows (our fathers flogged us together), like cherry ripe girls shot white tubes from their dresses, enough memories until the morning !!! Soon he will come to me again, in his childhood in the Urals ...
          2. grafrozow
            grafrozow 23 October 2013 11: 11
            +9
            Quote: magadanets
            They knew the price of friendship, they knew what was good, what was bad. Any invader wouldn’t be happy if he decided to attack us. I can’t be happy for the current generation of children ... They don’t know which side to take ...
            That's for sure ... a lot now 10 times on the horizontal bar will make a coup lift, is our youth? The Pepsi Cola generation is a bitter truth.
            1. Berserk
              Berserk 26 October 2013 13: 20
              0
              Well, not everything was lost. Just now in St. Petersburg, a lot of young guys on the horizontal bars spins. It has become fashionable.
          3. rolik
            rolik 23 October 2013 18: 40
            +3
            Quote: magadanets
            And it’s youth here. It’s not about that. There were no telephones, computers, vidiks, they came home late ... But they could make anything from a trolley to a homemade machine. Brains worked, we developed, we talked. We knew the price of friendship, we knew what is good, what is bad. Any invader would not have been greeted if he had decided to attack us

            And still, youth and childhood can be returned quite well))))
        2. Ingvar 72
          Ingvar 72 23 October 2013 09: 44
          20
          Quote: SHILO
          Or maybe everything is even easier?

          No, youth has nothing to do with it. Remember the eyes of people at that time. Man to man was a brother and comrade, and then there were no strangers children. A foreign man for documenting someone's bull could kick his ears and take him to his parents. And now man is wolf to man.
          1. SHILO
            SHILO 23 October 2013 10: 04
            +4
            Ingvar. The fact is that after all I agree with everything and my memories are similar, and the USSR I tend to idealize no less than those present!

            I just have a cynical habit of wondering: Why ?.
            1. Ingvar 72
              Ingvar 72 23 October 2013 10: 42
              +4
              Quote: SHILO
              I just have a cynical habit of wondering: Why?

              I also have one, primarily looking for cons. Pluses are always in sight.
            2. 4952915
              4952915 23 October 2013 15: 26
              +1
              You have to choose one thing - either "similar memories" or "wondering" - this is mutually exclusive. Either the memories are not the same, or you very much doubt these memories)))
        3. riding
          riding 23 October 2013 11: 14
          12
          This explanation came from Dontsova’s cheap novels, and off and on went with the liberals: they say, old people remember their childhood, and they are longing. And everything is more complicated, and the telediv Lolita suddenly publicly admits that she will raise her children in the Soviet way, as they once raised her. People remember another country, and yearn for past relationships, in their attitude, in a sense of pride and confidence ...
          1. Gari
            Gari 23 October 2013 12: 18
            11
            Quote: koni
            People remember another country, and yearn for past relationships, in their attitude, in a sense of pride and confidence ...

            Bravo I have nothing to add, everything is correctly said
            We knew what awaited us tomorrow
            we knew that our police were protecting us,
            our Army Won the Great War and we were all proud of it, and we were sure that it would always protect us,
            We won the sport
            We were proud to be the first in space!
            We had Yura Gagarin!
        4. I am
          I am 23 October 2013 20: 29
          +5
          I’m still young, but I also want to. It was just life, and now survival!
          1. SHILO
            SHILO 24 October 2013 22: 59
            0
            And you Stasia + for being young and what you want! wink
      4. Gari
        Gari 23 October 2013 10: 40
        17
        Quote: domokl
        I don’t understand skepticism. The author writes an article about what is dear to him. More precisely, he expresses the opinion of a fairly large group of people.

        All this was expensive - the Horizon TV, which showed two channels, a ZIL refrigerator, was noisy like a ZIL truck, a grandfather transistor, a closet on the balcony with granny reserves, it was possible to feed all neighbors in case of war, neighbors who are always joyful and sad were nearby, as a child I cut my leg very hard, so the neighbors themselves provided first aid, they drove them to the hospital themselves by car, my grandfather and grandmother had already operated on me, the house was in the hospital, and the house was 6 entrance 5 storeys and of how many nationalities.
        Here was the Union, the Union of Man.
        1. In the reeds
          In the reeds 23 October 2013 14: 25
          +9
          When we went to the state farm garden for early cherries, the watchman appeared after 15 minutes. It always seemed to me that he was sitting behind the bushes and waiting for us to be full ...
    3. Andrey Yuryevich
      Andrey Yuryevich 23 October 2013 09: 44
      +9
      Kindness must be in the world
      It should be everywhere
      Kindness must be at home
      At work, in the yard.
      People need to be kinder
      Do not swear ever.
      After all, the most important thing in the world
      In this world - kindness!

      Well, who does not understand
      This general kindness
      They need to pour in their pants
      Nuts, nails and bolts.
      Fasten them to the battery,
      Pour boiling water in your face
      Until your arms get tired
      Beat their head against the porch!

      Put out the goby in hand
      Hammer in the groin
      And they need to break their legs
      In forty-six places!
      Do not let the legs grow together
      Make them walk
      And lighted firecrackers
      Punch them in the mouth!
      To jug them tore
      Into the smallest pieces ...

      This is all love in the name !!!
      All in the name of kindness !!!
      laughing
      1. Kahlan amnell
        Kahlan amnell 23 October 2013 10: 55
        0
        Good is stronger than Evil.
        Good will always defeat Evil!
        And then Good will bring Evil to its knees and brutally kill!
        Because Good is stronger than Evil!
        laughing
    4. Sosed74
      Sosed74 23 October 2013 15: 53
      -13 qualifying.
      Quote: Civil
      Each generation writes similar posts, and the author is already annoying that they are all pushing for their exclusivity and are looking for cheap popularity ...

      Why are you - Drilling ??? Well, ka on *** - encroached on the holy !!! On understand - milk in triangular bags! On the rubber band from cowards!
      Here, most members of the forum were born in these years - and how they were born WOODEN - so WOODEN will end. After 30 - DO NOT REDUCE A MAN - Fact!
      You need to live here NOW - and not in the 70s.
      And here it would be - To Nostalgia - To remind and Reply - AND WHO SAME ABOUT **** AL THE USSR? ARE NOT THEY ??? Isn’t their generation plundered the whole country ??? Is it not because of THEM that our generation lives in such ******* ???
      You had everything - and you are ALL ABOUT ****! And right now, sit like women and let snot - while you and we still have because of you. For that matter - this is YOUR GENERATION - the 70s-80s grew rotten. And all this Rot appeared in the 90s - only $$$$ smelled. And who couldn’t get to the baboons - he preferred to sit and keep his tongue in *****, so as not to bang. So with the tacit consent of the majority, the whole country was stolen. And everyone was ***. All the Snickers wanted. Yes Pampers.
      The wolves either fell from the wolves or became Millionaires / dera - Sheep and Sheep are sitting right now and NOISE as if - how good it was.
      Oh, someone-and-not you howl here-about the good of the USSR. There was no sense from you then, and right now there is no sense. From a woman - accustomed to whining and stinging.
      Because of you, your generation, half of Russia right now on a needle with a jamb sits on a bubble. If it didn’t depend on you, don’t whine.
      Nothing ever depends on you, everything is done by itself. What uncle says - it will be so. Sheep - with knowledge of the device of rubber bands from underpants. WOODEN.
      1. Luger
        Luger 23 October 2013 16: 13
        0
        Well, I already wrote about the same thing, only above, and not so emotionally, no use saying anything, everything will be as it was.
        1. Sosed74
          Sosed74 23 October 2013 16: 29
          -9
          Yes - it is useless to procrastinate, to say something. It is what it is.
          And then there is THAT THE GENERATION of the 70s and 80s grew by THIES, DOGGERS, HOOGERS and a SCAM, which they themselves SOLD, Stole the MOTHERLAND !!! all that gave them.
          I am glad that neither I understand this. Moreover, you are from THIS generation. This speaks of you as a direct, open and honest person. I respect you.
          1. kaktus
            kaktus 23 October 2013 19: 37
            +2
            who calls names - it’s so called crying
          2. 4952915
            4952915 29 October 2013 17: 17
            0
            Unfortunately, you are partially right. I remember very well the mass insanity of the late 80s - everyone suddenly shouted in chorus how bad we live, how disgustingly bad everything is and let's urgently destroy everything. To my great pride, even then I realized that this was not so - I tried to argue, to prove something, to explain something to my friends, I scribbled abusive letters in the editorial offices of various "lights" and "youths". And now friends often remember - how can it be, then you alone realized that this is to the collapse of the country and the destruction of the people. No matter how much you say now that people have paralyzed their brains as a result of a deliberate special operation of traitors (led by Gorbachev and Yakovlev), but why the hell did our generation turn out to be so malleable to such a vile and primitive lie ?! In short, the glorious great-grandfathers of the great great-grandchildren are filthy ... (C).
      2. Vasilenko Vladimir
        Vasilenko Vladimir 23 October 2013 16: 20
        +2
        wife did not give you today? !!!
        the problem is not in the rubber band from the cowards, but in the turning between people, such as you look at the incident and start to look for an iPhone to take such a moment, instead of running to help
        1. Sosed74
          Sosed74 23 October 2013 16: 25
          -6
          And you personally in the 90s what you were looking for - bottles with carbide ??? Or to you precisely - it was already 35-40 years old at that moment and you took the most active part in the sacking of the Motherland !!!
          We managed to steal a lot ??? Well, you see, I know how to find a common language with my own kind. With Turning, you are OK! For anyone grabbed at the time not a frail piece of cake. Oh, the cottage was definitely wiped off on the left and stolen building materials - this is MINIMUM.
          1. Vasilenko Vladimir
            Vasilenko Vladimir 23 October 2013 16: 29
            +1
            in the 90s I studied at the institute, worked at the end I created my own enterprise
        2. rolik
          rolik 23 October 2013 18: 47
          +4
          Quote: Vasilenko Vladimir
          wife did not give you today? !!!

          As for my wife and other young ladies in relation to him, I very much doubt it. I do not doubt only one thing, here is a "person" who really wants to grab, steal, but ... either it does not work (due to certain mental limitations), or is not allowed to the trough.
          Actually something like this.
          1. Sosed74
            Sosed74 23 October 2013 20: 06
            -3
            Quote: rolik
            "man" who really wants to grab, steal

            You show me in Russia such a person - who DOES NOT WANT !!! wassat
            It seems like the whole country is stealing and grabbing. The watchman - sleep a bag of cement *** and that’s okay, but a deputy of a billion - and that’s good. Each that is, to the best of their ability.
            And it began and continues - read above - with wonderfully brought up wonderful boys born in the 70s and 80s.
            Fucked up! wassat
            1. dddym
              dddym 24 October 2013 00: 21
              +4
              I don’t want to grab it — I want to work and get a salary for which I can move around the country almost freely (note in the constitution that’s written) and not get on credit to go to the sea or worse - to Moscow, to feed my family with ONE work, at the same time, every weekend to get out into the countryside, eat barbecue with wine, swim on any shore of any reservoir and not look for a place to swim for 10 km from the city, I want to go mushrooming without fear that a policeman will come out and legally extort from you money for not mushrooms they come in size, I want to go around on a hot day near the house, drink some water from a hose that pours grass near the house and asphalt, I want 20 copecks that are fried before your eyes, in which there is enough meat to eat for the whole day, I want to eat in the student cafeteria at 8 cents. I want food coupons for 96 cop. on which it was possible to overeat so that the figs crawl to the workplace.
            2. Berserk
              Berserk 26 October 2013 13: 27
              +1
              Do not judge by yourself. I don’t want to. Although about prosrali country - I agree. We were not scared. They didn’t know what we were changing for. They did not understand what was happening. They believed the newspapers and telly. Well, they can’t lie there! Today's youth, its healthy part will be stronger here. More critical. it’s a pity - to many in general on the drum - what is happening to the country.
            3. Ustas
              Ustas 27 October 2013 09: 41
              +1
              Quote: Sosed74
              You show me in Russia such a person - who DOES NOT WANT !!! It seems like the whole country is stealing and grabbing.

              Do not measure all with one arshin.
              In life, he never took a stranger.
    5. Shaman 21101973
      Shaman 21101973 23 October 2013 18: 34
      +4
      RESPECTED.
      Well, the problem and the question of "Fathers and Sons" has always been and still is (Russian literature. IV Turgenev) :).
      The country was different. Such is childhood.
      And I am very happy and proud that I was born and raised in this country.
      I completely agree in almost everything with the author of this article (and judging by the comments, and I'm not alone).
      But you think. Who won during the years of the Second World War., And subsequently restored the country after it.?
      This is the generation that was born in the 20s and 40s of the last century.
      These were Wrestlers. Times were such .... And childhood.
      And now. Unfortunately ....
      What is proud of, whom to set as an example, on what you need to focus on, where is the truth ????
      And what can you say and tell about your childhood?
      1. Sosed74
        Sosed74 23 October 2013 19: 55
        -2
        Quote: Shaman 21101973
        And what can you say and tell about your childhood?

        As a mother, she worked for a penny and the children ate bread with pasta. Yes, they wore cast-offs. As at age 14, I was already working so that there was at least some kind of money.
        So far These are THORES and *******
        Quote: Vasilenko Vladimir
        at the end he created his own enterprise

        plundered the country in pieces. All that was created over decades was stolen *****, and then opened up business. And still they are fattening - Hucksters - Speculators. Traders heavier *** in the hands of not holding.
        You see - while the whole country put its teeth on the shelf - they graduated from institutes - and then the enterprises squeezed. You might think - he built something from 0. Bankrupt - yes for nothing they raped.
    6. starshina78
      starshina78 23 October 2013 20: 24
      +4
      This is not cheap popularity, but a statement of facts and comparison with today's life! Who dares now to have a lock on the front door of the apartment, consisting of a rope, tied in turn to a hook, for which, as in a fairy tale: "You pull the rope, the door will open!" And we had such a lock in the apartment where we lived with five neighbors in the early sixties. To lock an apartment for the night is just to pull the string inside. And the key under the rug by the door is not a fiction, but a fact! Everyone knew and no one would come under any circumstances. The district policeman knew everyone in his precinct by name, knew the whole story of everyone's misconduct, could grab the ear, bring home so that the father could figure it out with the help of the "belt transmission of glances from father to son", and everyone knew him, greeted him (we had Grigorych, short, wearing glasses, always in boots and with a block of awards on his jacket - a front-line soldier). And how many games did we have: tag, hide and seek, Cossacks - robbers, king of the hill, standard, in a bank, bouncers, in a siskin, blind man's buff, hockey were played on the playground built by our parents on a subbotnik from materials that were donated at the factory ( boards, nails, a cube of concrete), on the same subbotniks, parents built playgrounds, planted flowers in flower beds in the courtyards (each courtyard tried to make its courtyard more beautiful than the other in order to win the city courtyard competition). Having matured, the games changed to bruises, dominoes, cards, and things got more serious, for example, they made gunpowder, made bombs from magnesium, cerium, since it was possible to take at least a few kilograms of it at the factory! Yes, there was a lot in that life, why so not enough now! And there is not enough trust, kindness, friendship, solidarity of neighbors, mutual assistance!
    7. Selevc
      Selevc 23 October 2013 21: 24
      +8
      Quote: Civil
      Each generation writes similar posts, and the author is already annoying that they are all pushing for their exclusivity and are looking for cheap popularity ...

      It can be written by a person who did not live in the Soviet Union - and who does not know the taste of fresh white bread-brick with a crispy crust - the pleasure is only 20 kopecks., The taste of real fruit ice cream, the taste of soda with natural syrup from a siphon and not the chemistry of which is now overwhelmed supermarkets ... TASTE OF PRESENT LIFE - and not a virtual fake in which we all live now ...

      People who did not live under the USSR should not even read this article - they still won’t understand ... Telling them about our happy childhood is like trying to put in words the portrait of Mona Lisa to a person who has never seen her !!! :)))
    8. Gennady1973
      Gennady1973 23 October 2013 21: 50
      +1
      Civil. You shouldn’t be so. the author is right, if not 100 percent, but 90 for sure. I’ll not notice the way it was.
    9. Dnepropetrovsk
      Dnepropetrovsk 24 October 2013 00: 00
      +1
      I still have a tablet where I burned the image of a lion cub))).
    10. Siberian German
      Siberian German 27 October 2013 05: 30
      0
      I agree with you - but I am pleased to read it because it is my childhood and remembering it my soul is resting
  2. Lech from our city
    Lech from our city 23 October 2013 07: 39
    15
    Yes, as I recall, the golden time was - only all sorts of meetings were very annoying (I wanted to drive the ball with the boys to the street)
    1. Starfish
      Starfish 23 October 2013 10: 09
      11
      the meetings were annoying, but I still remember the demonstrations we were sent to, but how fun it was to bring a needle and pop balls from girls.
      grew up in the village - so from morning to evening it was impossible to play. only after you finish your duties in the garden, then help your friends. and only then to the river, from the river, as soon as it gets dark, again into the garden - only someone else's - "drive the goat" laughing
      and a bunch of free sections - almost everything went over. pioneer camp with mosquitoes and toothpaste on a sleeping face
      childhood was good in the USSR
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      2. Proud.
        Proud. 23 October 2013 11: 13
        +4
        Quote: Starfish
        but I still remember the demonstrations we were sent to, but how fun it was to bring the needle and pop the balls with the girls.

        Well, yes, it was fun. Nobody perceived, for the most part, as a heavy duty:
      3. grafrozow
        grafrozow 23 October 2013 11: 15
        +8
        Quote: Starfish
        pioneer camp with mosquitoes and toothpaste on a sleeping face
        childhood was good in the USSR
        And at the end of the shift, a huge bonfire and vows to remember each other ...
      4. Jin
        Jin 23 October 2013 18: 10
        +5
        Quote: Starfish
        pioneer camp with mosquitoes and toothpaste on a sleeping face
        childhood was good in the USSR


        It was))) especially "April Fool's Day" in the pioneer camp ... in general a breakaway ... it's stupid for me, an adult, in fact, an uncle, to write such crap, but, damn it, I would give a lot to be there, at least for a day. ...)))
  3. Valery Neonov
    Valery Neonov 23 October 2013 07: 40
    42
    ++++. And WE lived in the GREAT STATE-USSR!
    1. alekseyal
      alekseyal 23 October 2013 07: 56
      34
      Our homeland of the USSR!

      1. alekseyal
        alekseyal 23 October 2013 11: 27
        22
        Who is to blame for the collapse of our homeland?
        1. silver_roman
          silver_roman 23 October 2013 15: 14
          +7
          unfortunately the list of persons is much longer! But this is one of the most important, scum and bastard!
          1. alone
            alone 23 October 2013 22: 31
            +3
            smiling viper. joyful to him.
  4. Apollo
    Apollo 23 October 2013 07: 43
    20
    Good morning everybody hi

    There are no words ........... it’s better to lay out a video instead of words, it is not possible to write anything ........... !!!
    Videos in the subject.


  5. 528Obrp
    528Obrp 23 October 2013 07: 43
    33
    And then there were the scarecrows who fired "shot", the game of knives, homemade rockets and pyrotechnics from matchstick "sulfur" and gunpowder stolen from their father .... and in fact they are alive!
    And the neighbor is a front-line soldier without a leg, who played the accordion on the HOLIDAY of May 9!
    1. sergey32
      sergey32 23 October 2013 08: 06
      22
      A slingshot of lilacs. He taught his boy how to do it. And a constant desire to blow something up. Once the guys stole a propane cylinder at the welder’s construction site, dragged it into the field, covered it with dry brushwood, set it on fire, lay it down, waited twenty minutes, there was no result. They added firewood, they just ran away, as it was, in the glass village with a shaker. A police UAZ arrived, turned around, of course we were not there anymore.
      1. Akhtuba73
        Akhtuba73 23 October 2013 08: 32
        28
        Filmstrips, a burner, scrap collection, political information on Tuesdays ... with the military instructor we made a shooting range in the basement, the rest of the teachers at the teachers' council forced him to kick us out for the rest of the lessons ... an incredible (by now) sense of security and strength of the country throughout the world. When Brezhnev (3rd grade) died, the girls cried, were afraid that the war would begin. The words of my grandfather, when I, like a monkey, saw trees - If you fall, I’ll fall. The gates in the yard hockey, made of garbage cans, the goalkeeper was always lying in the food bends ...
        God, how old I am!
        1. sergey32
          sergey32 23 October 2013 09: 20
          +9
          Come on, old! I’m just starting to live at forty, the children have grown up, it has become a little easier. All the best, hopefully ahead!
          1. Akhtuba73
            Akhtuba73 23 October 2013 16: 54
            +2
            sergey32
            I don’t understand anything ... to you (can you?) Or 32 (judging by the nickname) or 81 (again by nickname - year of birth), but where does it come from 40? with request
            Although you're right, I didn’t put it that way ... not old, but long-living! With a 4-year-old daughter nifig stark you do not feel. May God grant her later with the same enthusiasm to recall her childhood.
            1. sergey32
              sergey32 23 October 2013 17: 26
              +2
              32 region of Bryansk, where I’ve lived for 18 years. My children from 8 to 17. I hope their childhood is also good, although we had slightly different interests. Now I’m thinking that I would mercilessly beat my children if they did what we were doing.
              1. Akhtuba73
                Akhtuba73 23 October 2013 18: 43
                +1
                Quote: sergey32
                32 region of Bryansk,

                Well, not one secret in the world is less ...
                Quote: sergey32
                I would thrash my children mercilessly if they did what we were doing.

                Once with a cousin (still that kid) they dabbled with might and main matches in the barn, and for a long time it was famously. Grandma spotted. Considering that the sheds of the whole street are wall to wall, there are wooden houses next to it, the summer heat is on the street ... I still have cold skin from the awareness of a possible disaster ... but the woman and grandfather were not even poured, but there was a conversation.
        2. Borz
          Borz 23 October 2013 11: 42
          +8
          And we used wire boxes (bottles for bottles) stolen in the backyard of the dairy store to play hockey as a goal - it's hard to score a goal, and the score in the game was not space.
          And how terrible the punishment for bad behavior or poor performance at school seemed - “calling the (pioneer) detachment that was guilty to the council!” Eh! Golden childhood, how far away you are now!
      2. In the reeds
        In the reeds 23 October 2013 15: 01
        +6
        They fought to the blood, but no one would ever dare to get a knife from his pocket ...
    2. v.lyamkin
      v.lyamkin 23 October 2013 08: 52
      +7
      He stopped playing match pyrotechnics after the bolt whistled around his ear. Then I realized what could be worse.
    3. kazssr
      kazssr 23 October 2013 10: 36
      +4
      and carbide in a champagne bottle with water. hi am
    4. Jin
      Jin 23 October 2013 18: 23
      +3
      Quote: 528Obrp
      And there were also scarecrows who shot "shot"


      good I lived 85-90 in Mongolia, there were many of our, Soviet specialists (our parents), well, and we, their children ... we made scarecrows from brass or copper pipes and bent nails, with a tourniquet ... all this was charged "gray" from matches, well ... the Mongols, they are wild, like zebras galloping, there is a flash, roar all the cases laughing the truth is no harm, except that for the shooter (but I don’t remember such cases), you will fill in a lot of sulfur, already turned into a grenade, pull off the nail and throw this "scarecrow"))) ...
  6. DimychDV
    DimychDV 23 October 2013 07: 44
    19
    It was possible to take not 5 kg (NOT MORE, OTHERWISE THE PRISON !!!), but how much would you take? And no one demanded that the teacher necessarily unload the tanker with the MANDATORY following the walkers !!! disinfected water. And it was possible to run barefoot at least all summer, including in a pioneer camp.
  7. Hleb
    Hleb 23 October 2013 07: 44
    26
    he was with everyone
    1. George
      George 23 October 2013 07: 48
      18
      Quote: Gleb
      he was with everyone

      I still have it.
      1. d1m1drol
        d1m1drol 23 October 2013 09: 55
        +3
        Moreover, it costs in the HALL !!! True in the corner) There is no place on the balcony .. but I can’t throw it out .. memory!
        1. Jin
          Jin 23 October 2013 14: 20
          +2
          Quote: d1m1drol
          Moreover, it costs in the HALL !!! True in the corner) There is no place on the balcony .. but I can’t throw it out .. memory!


          colleague, do not believe me, I still have monica on it laughing
          1. Akhtuba73
            Akhtuba73 23 October 2013 18: 48
            +2
            Quote: Jin
            Monica are

            such good monics ... in glass which is also tasty, come on? the appetite has really broken ...
            1. Jin
              Jin 23 October 2013 22: 04
              +1
              Quote: Akhtuba73
              such good monics ... in glass which is also tasty, come on? the appetite has really broken ...


              laughing Yes, a good colleague drinks
              1. Alex 241
                Alex 241 23 October 2013 22: 06
                +1
                Hi Zhen, Dewars or Teachers? Or passport scotch tape?
                1. Jin
                  Jin 24 October 2013 00: 22
                  +1
                  Quote: Alex 241
                  Hi Zhen, Dewars or Teachers? Or passport scotch tape?


                  Sanka, once again a huge hello! "Passport", San, you are absolutely right! smile
                  1. Alex 241
                    Alex 241 24 October 2013 00: 37
                    +3
                    With this moonshine, Zhenya Hochma was escorting people like that through the CDA (business aviation center) where the CDA is duty free there, the whole office knows about it, in short, I ordered this moonshine to me, dear mother, I put this wealth in the trunk and went home. and as usual in these cases, I go out to open the garage, a patrol car appears, the time is two in the morning, well, naturally they accepted me, but there were no excursions, we just checked the documents. And lastly: Will we look at the trunk? I open the trunk and see how a valiant police officer falls into a hypnotic trance of what he saw. After a minute, swallowing frantically, he squeezed out: “Why so much?” To which I calmly say: I drink.
                    1. svp67
                      svp67 24 October 2013 00: 40
                      +1
                      Quote: Alex 241
                      I am drinking.

                      hi
                      belay
                      laughing
                      1. Alex 241
                        Alex 241 24 October 2013 00: 43
                        +1
                        Hi Seryozha, lyrical mood, I remembered. laughing
                      2. svp67
                        svp67 24 October 2013 10: 23
                        +1
                        Quote: Alex 241
                        Hi Seryozha, lyrical mood, I remembered.

                        everything happens in the army and post-army life. One thing I can say is that the army is a "school of INTERESTING and FUNNY life", and sometimes "VERY FUNNY" ...
                  2. Jin
                    Jin 24 October 2013 09: 26
                    +1
                    Quote: Alex 241
                    To which I calmly: Drink.


                    good laughing Brought the poor fellow to a coma, probably)))
            2. Akhtuba73
              Akhtuba73 23 October 2013 22: 49
              +1
              Damn happy for you, I swear my cocked hat! drinks
              1. Jin
                Jin 24 October 2013 00: 21
                +1
                Quote: Akhtuba73
                Damn happy for you, I swear my cocked hat! drinks


                Thank you, but the photo is about three weeks old ... so what smile , but nonetheless drinks
        2. kazssr
          kazssr 23 October 2013 19: 24
          +1
          and in the green bottle you have, aa drinks
          1. Jin
            Jin 23 October 2013 22: 07
            +1
            Quote: kazssr
            and in the green bottle you have, aa


            laughing "Passport tape", colleague drinks Fair? For me, rum is better with cola than whiskey, I love it more, in this combination good
    2. plut-k
      plut-k 23 October 2013 12: 16
      +3
      the same garbage
    3. RBLip
      RBLip 23 October 2013 13: 31
      +1
      and with my parents. and the mother-in-law is standing.
    4. Jin
      Jin 23 October 2013 14: 17
      +1
      Quote: GEORGE
      I still have it.


      And I have)))
  8. Alexander Romanov
    Alexander Romanov 23 October 2013 08: 01
    +5
    Quote: Gleb
    he was with everyone

    I did not have sad
    1. Hleb
      Hleb 23 October 2013 08: 04
      20
      I did not have

      what was it like
      1. Uncle lee
        Uncle lee 23 October 2013 08: 16
        11
        I had a makeshift. Dad made, with chiseled legs, from ash. good
      2. Alexander Romanov
        Alexander Romanov 23 October 2013 08: 45
        +5
        Quote: Gleb
        what was it like

        No, I had one, then they’ve bought better, but it’s closer to 90
        1. Hleb
          Hleb 23 October 2013 08: 50
          +4
          So you didn’t feed guests and celebrate holidays at your place? wink or for the new year, parents took away a desk from the child?
          (humor san)
          1. Alexander Romanov
            Alexander Romanov 23 October 2013 09: 46
            +3
            Quote: Gleb
            or for the new year, parents took away a desk from the child?

            There was another in the hall, and this one was mine, there I constantly closed the diary with the key wassat
        2. seller trucks
          seller trucks 23 October 2013 11: 16
          +4
          Quote: Alexander Romanov
          No, I had one, then they’ve bought better, but it’s closer to 90



          I had a second table like this, the first one was with my elder brother, he used tartar salt in chemistry, he poured it, put it on the table, I don’t know what happened there at three in the morning, cotton, a chip table, the whole house on his ears, and fraternized through the window and kitchen gardens , two days did not appear.
      3. d1m1drol
        d1m1drol 23 October 2013 09: 57
        0
        In the kitchen, such a life of his age ... true white marble color. But the floors are parquet ... this is a symbol of the era)
      4. Altona
        Altona 23 October 2013 10: 44
        +2
        I still have ...
      5. RBLip
        RBLip 23 October 2013 13: 32
        +1
        and on this, a friend and I played ping pong in the winter ... smile
      6. Jin
        Jin 23 October 2013 14: 22
        0
        Quote: Gleb
        what was it like


        And that was, Mlyn laughing +
    2. George
      George 23 October 2013 08: 54
      +3
      Quote: Alexander Romanov
      I did not have

      Alexander hi
      I have two. Need it?
      1. Alexander Romanov
        Alexander Romanov 23 October 2013 09: 01
        +4
        Quote: GEORGE
        I have two. Need it?

        But I still have four 25 ruble notes tongue Then I’ll take a photo, I’ll highlight wealth laughing
        1. Andrey Yuryevich
          Andrey Yuryevich 23 October 2013 09: 52
          +2
          and I have a rupe with my grandfather! even two! wink
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        3. In the reeds
          In the reeds 23 October 2013 15: 13
          +3
          And I have a 1-ruble iron wallet in 1964. Already twenty years ...
          1. Akhtuba73
            Akhtuba73 23 October 2013 18: 53
            +2
            Quote: In the reeds
            And I have a 1-ruble iron wallet in 1964. Already twenty years ...

            And I have the right red chervonets. Gayts, that the older ones immediately forget why they stopped, memories, nostalgia, conversations ... but they are less and less, and the young do not care
            1. Misantrop
              Misantrop 23 October 2013 23: 34
              +2
              Quote: Akhtuba73
              And I have the right red chervonets.
              I have a threefold in my passport. The same green one. When asked: "Why?", I answer: "Stash!" The reaction is the same lol
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          3. Semen Semyonitch
            Semen Semyonitch 23 October 2013 19: 55
            +3
            And I keep a penny in the pocket of my outfit (which I hadn’t been wearing for about thirty years). When my son came in with his first finger, he showed him how to use it. After that, the son respected the old money. And the new ones are only suitable for kindling)))
        4. Tersky
          Tersky 24 October 2013 11: 28
          +1
          Quote: Alexander Romanov
          But I still have four 25 ruble notes

          Hello Sasha! I have a steward, I change to four quarters or two fifty laughing(no commission)
  9. Toporkoff
    Toporkoff 23 October 2013 10: 19
    +2
    I have 2)
  • Uncle lee
    Uncle lee 23 October 2013 07: 44
    20
    And for what minus the article? Apparently from someone who has not experienced all this fellow
    1. Alexander Romanov
      Alexander Romanov 23 October 2013 08: 02
      22
      Quote: Uncle Lee
      Apparently from someone who has not experienced all this

      Yes, no, apparently the boys were fumbling from the neighboring courtyard, here it was inspired by sadness from someone wassat
  • sergerz
    sergerz 23 October 2013 07: 45
    21
    Only after such a childhood, after climbing mountains, swimming in rivers, traveling through forests, could they defend the country somewhere on the Chinese border in the 70-80s.
  • domokl
    domokl 23 October 2013 07: 46
    27
    And even earlier, the trees were large. But in general, everything is correct. We from people, social beings, stopped in individuals. From the people to the electorate.
    They themselves turned, no one drove into this life ... belay
    1. nurlangali
      nurlangali 23 October 2013 09: 41
      +3
      Quote: domokl
      And even earlier the trees were big

      Aha and the snow is whiter, the sun is lighter laughing
      1. avg
        avg 23 October 2013 11: 47
        +2
        Aha and the snow is whiter, the sun is lighter

        So really - it was. smile
        1. Starfish
          Starfish 23 October 2013 11: 50
          +7
          Aha and the snow is whiter, the sun is lighter

          and I remember the rains were warm, and now even in the very heat for some reason it’s cold
    2. Shuriken
      Shuriken 23 October 2013 13: 28
      +4
      No, it’s not true, they drove us away! Why didn’t they turn from the post-war years to the mid-80s, and then, well, they themselves became like that?
  • Sergeant
    Sergeant 23 October 2013 07: 54
    16
    Article +!
    Swept through the waves of memory .. Nostalgia .. smile
    Now some problems, fuss, instability ...
    Somehow, the current "progress" is not particularly happy ... sad
    1. Andrey Yuryevich
      Andrey Yuryevich 23 October 2013 09: 58
      14
      and I had a feeling of regret ... that the Ukrainian air defense did not shoot down the plane flying from Foros, with a humpbacked ... now the whole world would be different, and they would be friends with Cuba, and Iraq and Libya would be intact, and we would not eat GMOs with palm oil, and chickens cooked from antibiotics during their lifetime ... and "rubies" would already be plasma ... oh, would-would-be ... crying
  • George
    George 23 October 2013 07: 56
    22
    What about war games?
    Who just did not have to be: and an Indian, and a musketeer and grandfather, undermining the Fritz tank.
    And all seriously, with melee, gunfights and dragging of the wounded.
    And the soldiers?
    They asked who had one or two figures, and having melted the lead, they cast themselves the future army.
    Ehh, there were times.
    1. 528Obrp
      528Obrp 23 October 2013 08: 01
      11
      And what slingshots did! The ball from the bearing punched the wall of the can. Bintukha!
      And a pack of small hot peppers on the dance floor!
      1. grafrozow
        grafrozow 23 October 2013 11: 24
        +3
        Quote: 528Obrp
        And a pack of small hot peppers on the dance floor!
        And wrap the film in foil and set it on fire, and how much joy ...
        1. Jin
          Jin 23 October 2013 14: 49
          +3
          Quote: grafrozow
          And wrap the film in foil and set it on fire, and how much joy ...


          We have broken balls from table tennis (ping-pong) went to this thing! They were Vietnamese !!! Oh, and smoked, but you can’t confuse the scumbag with anything !!!
          1. navy33
            navy33 23 October 2013 23: 19
            +3
            I welcome, and even the smoke from the big tumblers was deaf!
    2. Ingvar 72
      Ingvar 72 23 October 2013 09: 53
      +5
      Quote: GEORGE
      What about war games?

      A spray bottle of shampoo and whiteness?
      1. d1m1drol
        d1m1drol 23 October 2013 10: 01
        +5
        Well, I don’t know .. I’m a child of the 80s .. but everything is mine! Nostalgia almost to tears almost =))
    3. Gari
      Gari 23 October 2013 10: 28
      18
      Quote: GEORGE
      Who just did not have to be: and an Indian, and a musketeer and grandfather, undermining the Fritz tank.

      As soon as they watched, “Three Musketeers,” so immediately all the musketeers became, and whoever was a cardinal’s guard, made swords and forth, showed a film about the Indians, the next day everything was with bows and arrows, and my older brother made such a bow from dry bamboo with fishing line, and arrows from bicycle spokes, damn it was a terrible weapon, I didn’t know where the arrow was flying, I just heard where it stuck, and they played war all over the yard and hid all day in the basements, and they drove football, and most importantly hockey, as they liked , because our USSR team was always the Champion, all they had clubs, and this was in the southern town where there wasn’t snow, but no one was fighting with each other, with other yards, districts, and what nationality you were — but they were almost of all nationalities:
      Armenians, Russians, Georgians, Azerbaijanis, Jews, Greeks .....
      1. Ptah
        Ptah 23 October 2013 11: 28
        10
        Quote: Gari
        As soon as they watched, “Three Musketeers,” so at once all the musketeers became, and whoever was a cardinal’s guardsman made swords and go,

        A "hilt" from an empty plastic can from under the "Malva".

        And after the movie about moonshiners, the older boys drove away from the store an almost full barrel with kvass.
        They drove off into the park in the far corner. They thought of removing it from the "gun carriage" and digging it into the ground under the hatch. Of course, they charged it with yeast and waited three days. But they did not wait - the cops found on the tracks from the wheels.
        The boys who came to the buffet were registered with the children's narcologist, and the mash ...
        They probably drank Braga ... laughing wassat drinks
        1. Starfish
          Starfish 23 October 2013 11: 45
          +1
          A "hilt" from an empty plastic can from under the "Malva".

          and Malva by chance is not a washing paste?
          1. Ptah
            Ptah 23 October 2013 11: 52
            +6
            Quote: Starfish
            Malva by chance - not a washing paste?

            Yes, pasta. And not just washing. Rather universal. And great to wash, and stir in a glass for soap bubbles.
      2. Jin
        Jin 23 October 2013 14: 51
        +4
        Quote: Gari
        As soon as they watched, “Three Musketeers,” so at once all the musketeers became, and whoever was a cardinal’s guardsman made swords and forth, they showed a film about the Indians, all the next day all with bows and arrows


        + smile Yes, about Robin Hood, do not forget!
    4. grafrozow
      grafrozow 23 October 2013 11: 22
      +3
      Quote: GEORGE
      And the soldiers?
      They asked who had one or two figures, and having melted the lead, they cast themselves the future army.
      Ehh, there were times.
      Grandfather drove along the street and exchanged for rags, but the soldiers were tin, then they painted them themselves, who will be more beautiful.
  • Bigriver
    Bigriver 23 October 2013 07: 59
    19
    Yeah ...
    Every Monday at 18 p.m. - to the library winked You bring it, and every book smells different, and each one had a new unknown world.
    Defa films with Goiko Mitic! Here was an event every time.laughing angry laughing
    The movement was in our childhood, probably many times more. Constantly some circles: tourism, volleyball, historical. I remember going even to YDP (Young friend of the border guard) laughing
    And in the year 75, with his comrade (photo), he hit the front page of the district newspaper KDVO.
    1. grafrozow
      grafrozow 23 October 2013 11: 29
      +4
      Quote: BigRiver
      Defa films with Goiko Mitic! Here was an event every time
      Faithful friend's hand of the Indians, Osceola, and Fantomas? All the walls and fences were painted, and my mother drew the whole ass to me with a belt, I used her nylon stockings, I scared the neighboring girls Fantomas.
  • v.lyamkin
    v.lyamkin 23 October 2013 08: 02
    15
    Article class. Of course, only for those who lived in those days. And for youth, a tip: do not perceive it as a moral and that we, the older generation, think: But it was, and now ... Or, we were ...., and now. Simple facts, and not always positive, for example, a common glass in a soda machine. No one says that it was better than one-time now. Just then nobody thought about it. But simply: it was so. If not interested, then just don't read it. And if you're interested, then just read it.
    From myself, I want to add to the big list: when I was thirsty in the river during the heat, we drank water from the river, using a T-shirt as a filter.
    1. Uncle lee
      Uncle lee 23 October 2013 08: 12
      15
      And I just dived deeper, the water is cooler there smile
  • mak210
    mak210 23 October 2013 08: 06
    14
    About a teacher of labor - I had a Trudovik at school, just like that! He had a titanium plate in his head and he pounded it with a chisel! The sound was awesome!

    And there were also legendary shops: on Neglinka, on Tishinka, on Voikovskaya, on Leninsky. And, of course, "Bird" on Kalitnikovskaya on weekends. Fishing line - Klinskaya, telescopes - Polotsk, hooks - Kulebyakin. Three-piece bamboo fishing rods are a childhood dream that never came true as unnecessary, as it turned out later. Note on the door: "Key under the rug."

    I knew how to light a fire with one match, even in the rain, and I was proud of this skill, and I could even have no matches at all. They dismantled the Kalash blindfolded during the NVP lessons, which were led by a front-line colonel, and fired at the TRP badge in the school dash-bomb shelter from small cars, the cartridges were collected and handed over somewhere, almost to the KGB. We dragged stoves on fishing, which released a jet of gasoline from the safety valve and had to be properly oriented, slept on the ground on a piece of polyethylene for the country. And "Zarnitsa"? Does anyone remember?

    Now who needs it? Children do not boast - they will not understand what it is about.

    Maybe they just got old?
    1. v.lyamkin
      v.lyamkin 23 October 2013 08: 29
      +7
      And we NVPshnik coached the school team in volleyball and for us members of the team there was no limit on ammunition when shooting in a school shooting gallery. He gave everyone a cardboard box (I don’t remember the amount, but there was enough shooting).
      1. STALGRAD76
        STALGRAD76 23 October 2013 09: 46
        +6
        And I painted the tables in the class of NVP, the teacher closed me in a dash (the basement of the school) with a small pen and two packs, the cartridge oh and shot, and from the knee and standing, cowboyly .... and it was like my son now, 12 years ., imagine it closed in the basement with weapons of horror, or maybe not? hz ?????
        1. Gari
          Gari 23 October 2013 11: 03
          13
          Quote: STALGRAD76
          And I painted the tables in the class of NVP, the teacher closed me in a dash (the basement of the school) with a small pen and two packs, the cartridge oh and shot, and from the knee and standing, cowboyly .... and it was like my son now, 12 years ., imagine it closed in the basement with weapons of horror, or maybe not? hz ?????
        2. tolyasik0577
          tolyasik0577 23 October 2013 12: 23
          +2
          for sure. I went to Dosaaf. shot from a small-bore pistol. every day 50 shocks. and constantly competed in competitions. and two months ago I decided to triple ..... Well, with something, at least. went to the shooting range. 30 rounds-800 rubles. from oak collapsed what? !!!
      2. tolyasik0577
        tolyasik0577 23 October 2013 12: 26
        +1
        cartridges - "target", sports and hunting. 50 pieces-box. there is a plastic cassette. sleeves are brass, shiny. type a full cassette. and then the boys beg. smile
      3. revnagan
        revnagan 23 October 2013 12: 39
        +1
        Quote: v.lyamkin
        for us, the members of the national team did not have a limit on ammunition when firing at a school shooting range. He gave everyone a cardboard box (I don’t remember the amount, but there was enough shooting).

        50 pieces, if memory serves. About 5 years ago I accidentally dug up at myself. Since 1985, I threw it away, out of harm's way.
        1. v.lyamkin
          v.lyamkin 24 October 2013 06: 30
          0
          Thank. It also spun in my head that 50 pcs. But there was no certainty.
      4. Berserk
        Berserk 26 October 2013 13: 43
        0
        And we remember, our letekha drove out in November for exercises from class to the street. And we, with sapper shovels, in school uniforms, dug trenches for shooting while lying in the frozen sand of a pit for jumping on the sports ground. I remember I got five for disguising the parapet with snow. Nobody caught a cold. Now for such lawlessness they would have fired the fuck of a teacher. And we had fun. And his wife was a beauty. Economic geography led. All high school students are dry))))
    2. tolyasik0577
      tolyasik0577 23 October 2013 12: 29
      +7
      no, not old. ask any kid before you want to be in the army. and what will he answer? ... and now? ...
  • 528Obrp
    528Obrp 23 October 2013 08: 11
    +6
    Quote: mak210
    Telescopes - Polotsk

    And self-made, from spectacle lenses.
    I did it myself. So the whole yard on the moon was going to see in the evenings
  • Soldier
    Soldier 23 October 2013 08: 12
    10
    And also a game of ,, baker ,, and ,, siskin ,, (young people don’t understand what I'm talking about now), the film, “In the special attention zone”, after which everyone wanted to become paratroopers, and we stormed the Ferris wheel in the park and any construction site was a chic obstacle course. Sandwiches with real sausage that our parents sucked us in when we went out for a walk (we knew that we won’t return anyway until evening). By the way, the slide projector is in working order, I need to remember my childhood somehow smile
    1. 528Obrp
      528Obrp 23 October 2013 08: 21
      +8
      Quote: Armeec
      And also a game of ,, baker ,, and ,, siskin ,, (now the youth do not understand what I'm talking about), the film, “In the zone of special attention,” after which everyone wanted to become the paratroopers


      The baker is from 9 am to ....! And Treasures of the Burning Rocks? 10 kopecks each. I begged my mother for a whole week yes
    2. v.lyamkin
      v.lyamkin 23 October 2013 08: 30
      +6
      In siskin, sclech, bast shoe, etc. etc. I don’t even remember all the names.
    3. Andrey Yuryevich
      Andrey Yuryevich 23 October 2013 10: 04
      14
      oo oo oo !!!! sausage !!! Yes!!! when the mother from work entered the house, from the aroma of the sausage "doctor's" cat sausage !!! yelling good obscenities! I was ready to turn out fur inside for a piece! delicious food !!! and no matter where it was made, it was equally tasty everywhere! smile
      1. seller trucks
        seller trucks 23 October 2013 12: 17
        +4
        Quote: Andrey Yurievich
        goodies !!! and no matter where it was made, it was equally tasty everywhere!


        (+) GOST was a great thing, and now you buy "Doctor's" for 350 rubles, which is doubtful with the inscription TU. I also remember my mother from Alushta brought a huge bread "Karavai" with a cut on top, with milk from a reusable glass bottle with a white foil lid
        1. Berserk
          Berserk 26 October 2013 13: 45
          0
          And under the cap - cream !!!
      2. tolyasik0577
        tolyasik0577 23 October 2013 12: 17
        +5
        yeah, here the other day I remembered how I want to bite a bunch of fresh loaves. still warm, crispy. everything is in packages and chopped recourse Although the village is still found. I’ll go to my father, I’ll definitely buy it and I’ll crack on the way smile
        1. Gordeich
          Gordeich 23 October 2013 19: 58
          +7
          Quote: tolyasik0577
          here the other day I remembered how I want to gnaw a slice of a fresh loaf


          When I came from bread, I never delivered a whole bun — from the one edge I’m pounding everything; I’ll shake it and feed the pigeons.

          Good article and comments are good and times were good.
        2. v.lyamkin
          v.lyamkin 24 October 2013 06: 32
          +1
          And near us there was a bakery with a sprodeen bakery. So you go there - and the smell ... They roll out a gurney with freshly baked bread still hot. 500 meters to the house. Go to the fridge and grind hot bread immediately. Lyapota.
  • Cthulhu
    Cthulhu 23 October 2013 08: 14
    13
    Thank you for your all-day energy boost and good mood. good
    ... and instead of matches, a boat made of pine bark in a spring stream and whose forward .... eh recourse
    1. grafrozow
      grafrozow 23 October 2013 11: 33
      +1
      Quote: Cthulhu
      ..and instead of matches, a boat made of pine bark in a spring stream and whose forward .... eh
      And barefoot through the puddles, whose spray will fly away.
    2. Vasilenko Vladimir
      Vasilenko Vladimir 23 October 2013 11: 35
      +3
      Quote: Cthulhu
      instead of matches, a boat made of pine bark in a spring stream and whose forward ....

      and we made from maple seeds
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    4. 4952915
      4952915 23 October 2013 15: 29
      +1
      They also made keel from pieces of tin, sails from cellophane, and the boats themselves turned on asphalt)))
      1. ded10041948
        ded10041948 27 October 2013 01: 02
        0
        And we made a keel from a safety razor. He also held normally.
  • wasps
    wasps 23 October 2013 08: 15
    10
    Super! Article plus ... as if plunged into childhood ...)
    1. Gari
      Gari 23 October 2013 10: 52
      +8
      Quote: vespe
      Super! Article plus ... as if plunged into childhood ...)

      And whoever forgets this is a welcome to the pioneers as it was all solemn.
      1. tolyasik0577
        tolyasik0577 23 October 2013 12: 14
        +7
        still would. I was received on April 22. Do you understand what day it was ... wink
        1. Gari
          Gari 23 October 2013 14: 12
          +1
          Quote: tolyasik0577
          still would. I was received on April 22. Do you understand what day it was ...

          How not to understand me on this day, moreover, at the Museum of the Revolution
          1. Akhtuba73
            Akhtuba73 23 October 2013 19: 01
            +3
            Quote: Gari



            Quote: tolyasik0577 still. I was received on April 22. You understand what day it was ... How not to understand me on this day, moreover, in the Museum of the Revolution

            Znachitstsa were excellent pupils ... and we, every chantrop, were accepted only before the summer holidays, and then after we swept out the entire treadmill at the stadium ...
            1. Gari
              Gari 23 October 2013 19: 41
              0
              Quote: Akhtuba73
              Znachitstsa honors students were ...

              Yes, he was an excellent student and was even round, especially in the elementary grades, but his exemplary behavior never differed either in school or in the yard.
              . Respected, believe me. In sports only
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    2. little man
      little man 23 October 2013 13: 20
      +2
      I recommend visiting the Izmailovsky Opening Day. Super flea market! Pleasure from the article. You can even hear a real gramophone. Better to visit on the weekend.
  • an-servas2013
    an-servas2013 23 October 2013 08: 19
    +9
    Yes, that's right, but there was happiness !!!
    And how they drove pigeons, ran along the roofs of 3-5 story houses, now it's scary to think, that's all
    from morning till night, either football, or hockey, basketball, tennis, etc. Everyone was rattling around on guitars. And mind you, it never occurred to anyone to demand money or pay for it.
    And friendship was nevertheless stronger insisted on something other than profit.
    But still, where did the guys come from whose sacred money is not from those times.
    For the older generation, people who are now 70-80 years old, who have protected us and wished for a better life for us, to give higher education, dreaming of a bright future, it never occurred to me to measure everything with money, but how did it happen. Remember the times when they said, well, when the times of starvation are over, otherwise I’m tired of everything all over with bags, I stumble over bags of flour, sugar, cereals, carcasses
    1. Andrey Yuryevich
      Andrey Yuryevich 23 October 2013 10: 06
      +3
      exactly ! we had a lot of things, but we were HAPPY !!!
  • borisjdin1957
    borisjdin1957 23 October 2013 08: 22
    16
    from the Don.
    And yet! Many of us live a second life, with 91g.
    1. Landwarrior
      Landwarrior 23 October 2013 09: 10
      +9
      Quote: borisjdin1957
      Many of us live a second life, with 91g.

      To the point, comrade! hi The 91st divided life into BEFORE and AFTER.
    2. Andrey Yuryevich
      Andrey Yuryevich 23 October 2013 10: 08
      +5
      yeah ... and I won’t say that the second is better ...
  • Strashila
    Strashila 23 October 2013 08: 23
    19
    "Milk in triangular bags!" ... no better, cream in a glass bottle closed with a foil lid ... press on the center ... remove ... and ... actually lick butter on it ... and then drink a warm one a bun or biscuit bought at the school cafeteria.
    1. v.lyamkin
      v.lyamkin 23 October 2013 08: 46
      11
      I remember when the UHF television appeared, the grown-up daughters molested: Let's buy a UHF antenna. I sent them to the bathhouse, said that there are a dozen meter channels, a dozen radio stations. And in my childhood there was one television channel and one radio station. The younger one made big eyes and asks: Dad, what were you doing all the time?
    2. In the reeds
      In the reeds 23 October 2013 16: 10
      +8
      We had no rivers in the north of Crimea, but there were a lot of canals from the Dnieper and there were enough artificial spills for swimming and fish farming. There we spent the morning on summer vacation, our entire international Soviet "gang". They walked home far after "lunch". On the right side at the entrance to the village there was a bakery. I never saw the face of this woman, I saw only hands, it was high. When she saw our not dry hair, we didn't have to ask for anything ... Two "bricks" of the freshest bread appeared on the windowsill. Then I realized that there is nothing in the world tastier than hot bread
  • Landwarrior
    Landwarrior 23 October 2013 08: 26
    10
    Oh childhood crying
    The main threat then was that when Dad came out of service, he would pull the belt in the ass .... But only if he finds out laughing Therefore, they fooled as they could wassat
    Operation "Green Elephant" ... May month, garrison school, warmth, learning is not hunting .... They lit a picrine stick in the wardrobe. laughing There were no lessons that day, the instigators were not found out, so in the evening all the boys (including me and my brother) in our small family were flattered by the fathers who had returned from service. laughing
    And the missiles from the sleeve from "Vladimirov" ... laughing And the destruction of ammunition with the collection of cartridges ... laughing
    It was fun...
  • Forget
    Forget 23 October 2013 08: 28
    +8
    Yes that's right. And we also made bows, slingshots. They drank water directly from the river. We played football, volleyball, hockey, and also played musketeers with swords that we made of Christmas trees which we threw out after the New Year.
  • Ascetic
    Ascetic 23 October 2013 08: 31
    22
    At home, there was a TV on its feet, I remember my father periodically tapped it with his fist to improve image quality



    And there was radiolocationwhich, to this day, is more precisely at the dacha in working condition.



    And of course the dream of any teenager is the Electronica tape recorder with a wooden panel, which was terribly expensive (two monthly salaries of an ordinary engineer). A Beatle hairstyle, a denim firm, adidas sneakers and a mafon on the shoulder with Bonnie M. The first guy in the area ... bully



    But this is probably done all more than once




    1. Hleb
      Hleb 23 October 2013 08: 57
      14
      then this device here
    2. Alexander Romanov
      Alexander Romanov 23 October 2013 09: 03
      +2
      Quote: Ascetic
      denim firm, adidas sneakers and mafon on the shoulder with Bonnie

      Until gopniks are caught and jeans are removed with sneakers laughing
      1. Semen Semyonitch
        Semen Semyonitch 23 October 2013 09: 16
        +8
        Maybe it was. But with portable Electronics, they went all over the 200th city. There were disassemblies, the whole tape recorder was glued on electrical tape, matches-plugs, without a lid and handle, but stayed with us and played, dog)))
      2. Ascetic
        Ascetic 23 October 2013 09: 26
        +5
        Quote: Alexander Romanov
        Until gopniks are caught and jeans are removed with sneakers


        Well, if you wander in a disco in your area, there could be problems.
        1. Andrey Yuryevich
          Andrey Yuryevich 23 October 2013 10: 12
          +5
          there will be nothing, no money, no problems ... and the finger will come down in a week ... laughing
    3. Goodmen
      Goodmen 23 October 2013 09: 30
      +8
      Quote: Ascetic
      But this is probably done all more than once


      And the cassettes periodically "chewed" - the same little pleasant experience, as well as rewinding with a pencil)))))

      It was a golden time! Wild nostalgia for him!
    4. grafrozow
      grafrozow 23 October 2013 11: 38
      +2
      Quote: Ascetic
      And of course the dream of any teenager is the "Electronics" tape recorder with a wooden panel, which was terribly expensive (two monthly salaries of an ordinary engineer).
      The "Nota" prefix and V. Vysotsky's recordings through the record receiver. Yes, louder.
    5. Ptah
      Ptah 23 October 2013 11: 49
      +7
      Quote: Ascetic
      But this is probably done all more than once

      There was a case. Only a standard pencil was rotated in the cassette. Needed either a felt-tip pen. Better Czechoslovak, his "cranking ability" is increased. Or twirl it on your finger, holding it with your other hand so that it doesn't fly off.
      But he showed such a monster to his sons, so they did not understand why he needed it.
      1. Alex 241
        Alex 241 23 October 2013 13: 13
        13
        And here it is! It's cool! How I wanted this machine! It was so beautiful at the military store. So I decided somehow! When the seller, my mom’s girlfriend Aunt Nina, was distracted, I just sat down and went. I drove up to the door and asked the officer who came in: Uncle, please open the door. And here I am racing and the devil is not my brother! Aunt Nina finally caught on, but I couldn’t catch up ... That’s how I became the youngest offender in our military town. But I still need a car bought. The truth, the debriefing with his father was cool. Now when we are going to remember m with a laugh.
    6. v.lyamkin
      v.lyamkin 23 October 2013 11: 50
      +2
      Radiola one-on-one like ours: Riga (now we can say that the import is Riga)
    7. Valery Neonov
      Valery Neonov 23 October 2013 12: 21
      +2
      And of course the dream of any teenager is the "Electronics" tape recorder with a wooden panel, which was terribly expensive (two monthly salaries of an ordinary engineer)- my first magician, "Electronics 322", cost 226 rubles! good
    8. revnagan
      revnagan 23 October 2013 12: 44
      +1
      Quote: Ascetic
      But this is probably done all more than once

      But what to do if the rewind does not pull? By the way, the radiol is also working, it sounds terrible, wheezing, popping. For so many years all the electrolyte in the condensers has been rising.
      1. Jin
        Jin 24 October 2013 09: 32
        +2
        Quote: revnagan
        But what if the rewind does not pull?


        try to pull up the "pasik" !!! One of the first steps! In a modern way, as a "computer restart" laughing, if it does not help, then most likely to change the motor)))
  • 528Obrp
    528Obrp 23 October 2013 08: 31
    13
    But seriously, we had a childhood. Is our! And no one took it from us, we did not have Pepsi, but we were free, carefree and cheerful. Looking back, you understand that what happened to see, try and experience us, is very expensive and not everyone can be given!
  • kostik1301
    kostik1301 23 October 2013 08: 33
    10
    Yes, our childhood In the USSR, it’s not a forgotten time, you can’t even compare it with modern times .................
    1. Andrey Yuryevich
      Andrey Yuryevich 23 October 2013 10: 15
      +7
      and parents drove to the sea every year, from the Urals, they could afford without problems ... and now the sixth has gone a dozen, and has not been since childhood anymore.
  • MIKHAN
    MIKHAN 23 October 2013 08: 33
    10
    Yes there was a time ... machine guns from a picket fence, scarecrows, shigans ... always blew up something. Always with bumps torn by elbows ..))) The scars are still on the elbows and legs .. heh heh .. Section mugs (a photos this whole mystery was ...) Plus article!
  • Cthulhu
    Cthulhu 23 October 2013 08: 34
    +6
    Quote: Gleb
    I did not have

    what was it like


    We had just that laughing Banquet, with varnish, which I scorched when I soldered winter marmyshki. Oh, and they kicked my ass for it laughing Books appeared after the Olympics. I bought from a friend of my parents that year in 82.
  • saber
    saber 23 October 2013 08: 38
    +8
    I tried to teach the local kids how to play the jar - to no avail ... and the car owners reared up ...
    1. Support
      Support 23 October 2013 09: 06
      +7
      And we also made clubs from discarded Christmas trees: we folded the thin top, tied the string with twine (rope), made a net on the semicircle, and played hockey with the ball. And the sticks were thrown into the wheel is large (back), so that it would brake sharply. It happened, they fell into the front .... And on July 7, everyone necessarily poured water on each other and strangers, and no one was angry, everyone was cheerfully perceived. They even managed to make a mixture of red phosphorus and berthollet salt (from the chemical room of the spiral) and blew it up (threw it). Or you’ll sprinkle it in the stairwell and everyone will jump when they advance.
  • baraban
    baraban 23 October 2013 08: 41
    11
    Each generation has its own childhood)) When in the 70s I started listening to rock, my father screamed at me - Turn off this clapper! He listened to Zykina, Bernes, etc. but it was funny to me how you can listen to this)))
    And so everything is true. The author writes .. and a burner and a red lamp in the bathroom))
    1. Hleb
      Hleb 23 October 2013 08: 56
      +5
      it was adolescence, youth, but the mother similarly raised a cry for acceptance and hey si di si))
      1. Jin
        Jin 23 October 2013 14: 59
        +3
        Quote: Gleb
        but mom similarly raised a cry for acceptance and hey si di si))


        By the way, I remembered POSTERS !!! Iron Maiden, Kiss ... well, Mlyn’s memory, right now I don’t remember all the exotic ...
        1. Far East
          Far East 23 October 2013 15: 07
          +1
          Quote: Jin
          By the way, I remembered POSTERS !!! Iron Maiden, Kiss ... well, Mlyn’s memory, right now I don’t remember all the exotic ...

          and I have all these posters in a garage in a conspicuous place and the super Kenwood combo is huge at 110 volts. It is Japan with four decks for a cassette, a turntable, and the first sit. Yes, and I myself love the good old ROCK & ROLL! Oh, I would give everything, sho would go back. hi
    2. Cthulhu
      Cthulhu 23 October 2013 08: 56
      +8
      And what is most interesting, now we ourselves are shouting at our children listening to modern pop music, while we ourselves are listening to Bernes, Trofim, Lube laughing
      And they also played coinage with a ball against the wall of the district committee of the garage, from where we were constantly chased by a policeman uncle on weekdays, and on weekends in a harness and boots he drove like a boy with us into this ball laughing
  • Z.A.M.
    Z.A.M. 23 October 2013 08: 58
    +8
    Briefly - article good
    Really
    Quote: Cthulhu
    Thank you for your all-day energy boost and good mood.


    Thanks to the author.
    1. Gari
      Gari 23 October 2013 10: 56
      +3
      Quote: Z.A.M.
      Thanks to the author.

      Thanks to the author, only the mood fell, I thought I could hold out until Friday, but now I’m thinking how to hold out until the evening - today I need to drink.
  • Semen Semyonitch
    Semen Semyonitch 23 October 2013 09: 02
    10
    Did you ride bicycles for the whole day to the river? Through the whole city. Showdowns with boys from other areas. Do you know the "Square" with Shepchinok? Why do you know your "Square", when the "Puck" from Ogorodka is with us))) Immediately, memories flooded ... Thanks to the author drinks It’s just that people were kinder, more sympathetic. Everyone in the house knew each other (saw off and met the whole yard) who whose godfather, brother-in-law, brother-in-law ... Lotto in the yard. Then, under the table, I collected two kopecks with three-ruble dust in the dust, and if I’m lucky, I’ve got twenty cents))) Take a walk)))
  • andruha70
    andruha70 23 October 2013 09: 03
    +9
    here you go ... villain. I mean the author, moreover, in a good sense of the word (if this is possible at all ... smile ) Well, why did he write this? eh, all day, down the drain ... went to uncork a bottle of cognac-25 summer exposure (held for the new year) crying eeehhh, oh well, his nah ... I’ll pump up tomorrow and the second ... (thrifty I ... repeat ) The new year will wait. wink
  • zol
    zol 23 October 2013 09: 09
    +8
    Scarecrow of two bolts and nuts, seasoned with match sulfur, explosions of a bottle of champagne with carbide, stolen from welders. Bows with arrows with tin tips, football in summer and hockey in the winter from morning to evening, self-arrows from a stick with an elastic band from a medical tourniquet, as well as slingshots used to bottle them.
    1. Hleb
      Hleb 23 October 2013 09: 11
      +5
      standard set of soviet child. of kazakhstan for sure. only we used cans from dichlorvos under carbide, and we put on cartridges with arrows (there was a shooting range near)
      1. Galinanp
        Galinanp 23 October 2013 10: 19
        +3
        Gleb (1) Today, 09:11 ↑ New
        standard set of soviet child. of kazakhstan for sure. only we used cans from dichlorvos under carbide, and we put on cartridges with arrows (there was a shooting range near)

        And we courtyard boys, except for "grenades" - bottles with carbide filled with water, was our great achievement "atomic bomb". A pile of carbide poured into a puddle and covered with a metal sink thrown out by someone. The torch had to be brought to the drain holes and had time to run away. We all went through this, without exception, since it was certification - confirmation of the title of a kid. The effect was colossal; the car wash took off to about the second floor. But even after each explosion, they shook off the adults in full.
      2. e3tozy
        e3tozy 24 October 2013 22: 53
        0
        Right Only carbide we had a 5 liter can of tomato paste. That was the bombardment. Shoes from constant football in rags, slingshots, machine guns from chairs, notes by girls and in the winter from a slide on one cardboard 10-15 people, where hands, legs, and laughter! I bow to the author, thanks to the forum users!
      3. Marek Rozny
        Marek Rozny 29 October 2013 13: 39
        0
        in Orenburg, too, the carbide theme was always relevant in the yards))) and now I can’t imagine where we all took it in such quantities))))
    2. v.lyamkin
      v.lyamkin 23 October 2013 11: 52
      +2
      You are prudent: champagne bottles. We poured carbide into the usual 0,5 liters. Sometimes exploded.
  • SPLV
    SPLV 23 October 2013 09: 10
    16
    And most importantly - there was pride in the homeland and confidence in the future! And every kid knew that we are the greatest country in the world.
    1. Gari
      Gari 23 October 2013 11: 00
      +8
      Quote: SPLV
      And most importantly - there was pride in the homeland and confidence in the future! And every kid knew that we are the greatest country in the world.

      We were the USSR !!!
      1. SlavaP
        SlavaP 23 October 2013 22: 26
        +2
        Why were you?
        If it is on the site - it means in the Union.
  • an-servas2013
    an-servas2013 23 October 2013 09: 13
    16
    Thanks for the article, that's right. We lived poorly, but there was happiness.
    Because childhood was crazy, drove pigeons, ran along the roofs of high-rise buildings, now it’s scary to even think. Played football from morning to night, hockey. We were chattering on guitars and, interestingly, no one was demanding money; there was just interest. A disinterested friendship.
    The older generation, our parents, protected us, tried their best to educate us so that we were well fed and shod. They won the Second World War, sent a person in space, built a society in which they were all equal, there was a common Russian language. Language of international communication.
    They praise and honor.
    What have we done?
    They destroyed the Great Country, plundered the people's property, who could do what and how much, corruption and banditry flourish. Now every "independent" country is trying to cross out everything that was
    , each country has its own official language, its money, all worship the American dollar, internecine wars. As it becomes uncomfortable. I am ashamed.
    This is our generation.
    Sorry started for health, finished for peace.
    All well-being, and that distant happiness.

    Best regards, Sergei
    1. andruha70
      andruha70 23 October 2013 10: 45
      +7
      Thanks for the article, that's right. We lived poorly, but there was happiness.
      is it poor? what are you talking about ? fool 1987 ... I am 17 years old ... stereo-tape recorder-Jupiter, class 2 ... color TV-rainbow-with touch buttons, jeans-f.u.s. , riefl, wrangler, adidas sneakers, air ticket-Samarkand-Moscow-53 rubles ... for a minute-more than 3000km ... tongue train-samarkand-moscow-coupe-40 rub. reserved seat-27 rubles. kilograms of tomatoes-12 kopecks, a kilogram of watermelons-8 kopecks. tongue in Moscow, a kilo of oranges and bananas-2 rubles. and a sandwich with black (and red) caviar is 11 kopecks tongue plus a glass of forfeit or cola-20 kopecks ... note-mom accountant-receives 200 rubles. father-gas-electric-welder-280 rubles. I myself am a student of STU-get-75rub. student ... tongue and you say, poorly ... yes, you, take it, and mentally, remove all "food chemistry" from all your super-duper-hyper markets, and you yourself will understand, the choice will be even less than in the USSR ...
      1. Alexander Romanov
        Alexander Romanov 23 October 2013 11: 05
        0
        Quote: andruha70
        denim jeans , riefl, wrangler, adidas sneakers,

        The FUS was sold in the store, and the second raiffle or wrangler could only be bought at the flea market and the adidas were there, too, for the fifty dollars.
        1. andruha70
          andruha70 23 October 2013 17: 41
          0
          The FUS was sold in the store, and the second raiffle or wrangler could only be bought at the flea market and the adidas were there, too, for the fifty dollars.
          Nah, we have all these pants in the store sold tongue But at the flea market, they were sold, such, blue, with three-line firmware, now I do not remember the name. but on adidas, your farcers, were bent ... belay their gos.tsena-30 rubles was. from the underground, it was necessary to add 5-10 rubles. wink
      2. an-servas2013
        an-servas2013 23 October 2013 11: 25
        +7
        Of course, I apologize. It seems that I didn’t fall into the wrong period of time about which you
        say, but living poorly doesn’t mean bad, my childhood is 50-60 years, restoration of agriculture and industrialization are still ruin. Many still lived in barracks, Khrushchev’s reform of money, corn, lines for cotton products, wage 70-100r
        but what was surprisingly not starving, everyone was full, every year lowering prices and improving the well-being of the whole people, and not of individuals.
        And already a generation that is 45-55 years old today ... Yes, everything is taken from you.
        Probably we argue a little differently. Ideological cuisine is gradually changing.
        and we got what we deserve.
        1. andruha70
          andruha70 23 October 2013 17: 58
          +4
          Of course, I apologize. It seems that I didn’t fall into the wrong period of time about which you
          say, but living poorly doesn’t mean bad, my childhood is 50-60 years, restoration of agriculture and industrialization are still ruin.
          and you — and no need to apologize — YOU — my parents generation. hi this-We-must apologize to you for shitting such a COUNTRY. fool but I’m an optimist ... it’s not yet evening ... we’ll restore ... to an even greater extent ... angry
    2. 4952915
      4952915 23 October 2013 15: 31
      +2
      Everything is correct. I remembered - in some book about a stranger to Stalin there was an epigraph (not literally, but the essence is this) "Dedicated to the greatest generation who saved children, but lost grandchildren." Just in the subject.
  • zol
    zol 23 October 2013 09: 14
    14
    Quote: SPLV
    And most importantly - there was pride in the homeland and confidence in the future! And every kid knew that we are the greatest country in the world.

    This is exactly when they asked me what nationality I used to say with pride and with complete honesty that I was Soviet.
  • vladsolo56
    vladsolo56 23 October 2013 09: 15
    21
    Why do many people think that this is nostalgia and only, nostalgia just for childhood, youth? No, think, we were different, the world around us was different. Relations between people were much simpler and warmer. Well, now find at least one that leaves the house and puts the key to the apartment under the mat, or for cash? The world was different, and we lost this world, and in vain those who allegedly are tired of such memories are in vain. For me, let them be as large as possible, so that new generations read, and understand why they were deprived of false democrats, what kind of freedom they were brought. the more often we recall the less illusions our children and grandchildren will have regarding democracy.
    1. Hleb
      Hleb 23 October 2013 09: 21
      +5
      Yes, no one separates only childhood. The theme is dedicated to children and children remember bright moments. What else to remember to the child. You were older, you take more widely.
      and by the way I remember how the door leaving propped up with a flask or gas cylinder))
      1. lewerlin53rus
        lewerlin53rus 23 October 2013 12: 11
        +8
        Quote: Gleb
        leaving door propped up with a flask or gas bottle))

        In our villages, the door was propped up with a broom. If it is propped up, then the owners of the house are not present and no one was perishing. And gas cylinders were at the gates. the car passed and changed to full. That would have disappeared from someone, this did not happen
    2. Ascetic
      Ascetic 23 October 2013 09: 31
      18
      Quote: vladsolo56
      No, think, we were different, the world around us was different. Relations between people were much simpler and warmer.


      The girls still knew how to blush with shame, and the boys dreamed of becoming astronauts.
  • lewerlin53rus
    lewerlin53rus 23 October 2013 09: 15
    15
    Yeah, and I also remember carbide, stitched in the plumbing cabin (the scar on the chin from the exploded bottle still causes a nostalgia attack), arson, five scarecrows, potassium permanganate with silverfish, popular yard games: bank, siskin, ears, etc. d. And also trips to the collective farm for potatoes:
    (I'm on the right) and much more that the current generation can no longer understand.
    And the Uzor-1 burner is brand new now. He cried out to his neighbor when he helped him renovate the house and saw him in old rubbish. I will now teach my youngest to needlework
  • Aubert
    Aubert 23 October 2013 09: 16
    +8
    Quote: domokl
    And, in fact, makes a completely clear hint, I want back to the USSR.

    I also want to!!!
    1. 528Obrp
      528Obrp 23 October 2013 09: 35
      16
      Quote: Aubert
      I also want to!!!

      And I want, not back, but forward! IN USSR
      1. revnagan
        revnagan 23 October 2013 12: 50
        +2
        Quote: 528Obrp
        And I want, not back, but forward! IN USSR

        I'm with you!
        1. VikDok
          VikDok 23 October 2013 19: 58
          +1
          There are many of us who want to!
  • Oldmen1973
    Oldmen1973 23 October 2013 09: 28
    11
    And I spent all my childhood in a closed military town in the steppes of Kazakhstan. This determined my future fate. We played mainly on the territory of the division, I especially liked the sports town of the Higher School of Management. There were only three obstacle courses !!! When I was three months old a bate (he was a warrant officer in the army) gave a two-room apartment, four years after the birth of my sister, a bate was offered a three-room apartment. He refused because there was nothing to furnish her with. In a year or two I saved up some money, I took part of it at the mutual assistance counter (there was one who in the subject knows what a miraculous phenomenon this is). As a result, at the beginning of the 80th, housewarming was celebrated in three rubles !!! (this is in contrast to the words of our leaders, who praise the current program for providing housing for servicemen and saying that this did not happen before. It was, gentlemen, it was. You simply do not know about this or you specifically hide !!!)
    And how did you and your father prepare for the Olympics in Moscow !!!! How many badges were collected and hung on the carpet hanging in the hall !!!! And now .... On TV and on the Internet, you only hear and read: why this Olympics, how much dough was boiled, how many times the torch went out, etc. etc.
    And last but not least, a game in which you had to knock down a can standing on a brick with a stick, we called a "baker". In Altai, where my grandparents lived, she (the game) was called - "king". smile
    1. Anubis Gorynych
      Anubis Gorynych 23 October 2013 12: 14
      +2
      I have a wife from Kazakh Kurchatov, my father built rocket mines for him while he served there for a year! And you from which military town?
      1. Oldmen1973
        Oldmen1973 23 October 2013 14: 17
        +1
        Town Stepnoy (Derzhavinsk-1) Turgai region.
    2. Proud.
      Proud. 23 October 2013 13: 53
      +1
      Quote: Oldmen1973
      And last but not least, a game in which you had to knock down a can standing on a brick with a stick, we called a "baker".

      Ha ... We also lived in Kazakhstan, in a military town. And this game was also called "baker".
      1. Oldmen1973
        Oldmen1973 23 October 2013 14: 18
        +1
        That's how compatriots meet. And they say that the Earth is very large. wink
      2. Akhtuba73
        Akhtuba73 23 October 2013 19: 13
        +2
        Quote: Be proud.
        Ha ... We also lived in Kazakhstan, in a military town. And this game was also called "baker".

        Dzerzhinsk, Gorky region
        On my street this game was a "king", and a cousin, a 20-minute walk away, was already a "baker". And what did you want, THE COUNTRY IS ONE !!!!
      3. vitamin ky
        vitamin ky 25 October 2013 02: 31
        0
        Cities -Sary -Ozek, Balkhash. Jambul 1970 -1979 YEARS bully
  • Nickanor
    Nickanor 23 October 2013 09: 30
    +4
    My childhood was in the 80s - early 90s. However, most of the described here was present. Good article! Respect!
  • OCD
    OCD 23 October 2013 09: 32
    +4
    Article +. It was a good time. Carefree. In any case, there was not so much negativity that surrounds children on all sides now (media, school ......).
  • Galinanp
    Galinanp 23 October 2013 09: 38
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    And there were also brothers in our courtyard to play war games, set fire, crossbows with a clothespin and an elastic band, ammunition-peas or small pebbles, walk alone through the dark basement from the entrance to the entrance, or in winter jump from the roof of a high garage into a snowdrift, if you are afraid, you Not a kid, as far as I remember there was. A fight before the first blood, they do not beat him, even if the most important enemy from the next quarter entered the brazenly through our yard, but he and his girl should not be touched. Some of the guys from the house take out a piece of bread with anointed jam, "give me a bite" and the boys turn to "bite", the one who has bitten a lot gets a tough rebuke, because someone may not have enough. boy's affairs, the menacing cry of pensioners from the yard: "They ran away from school to play the fool! March to school!" Parental reproaches: "Your neighbors are making remarks to you, shame on you!" Another world, another planet.
  • Semen Semyonitch
    Semen Semyonitch 23 October 2013 09: 44
    +5
    Do you fry the batteries with salt in a frying pan? What just did not think of)))
    1. andruha70
      andruha70 23 October 2013 11: 16
      +2
      Do you fry the batteries with salt in a frying pan?
      laughing Nah, at first it was necessary ... to fuck on the floor eleven times, so that they become round-angled laughing but then, when after that, they stopped working, they had to fry. lol
      1. Semen Semyonitch
        Semen Semyonitch 23 October 2013 19: 49
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        Quote: andruha70
        Do you fry the batteries with salt in a frying pan?
        laughing Nah, at first it was necessary ... to fuck on the floor eleven times, so that they become round-angled laughing but then, when after that, they stopped working, they had to fry. lol

        Chop batteries)))
  • erofich
    erofich 23 October 2013 09: 45
    +5
    They were just friends, but now I don’t want to talk.
  • Anubis Gorynych
    Anubis Gorynych 23 October 2013 09: 51
    11
    Yes! In Soviet childhood, there were a lot of sections at the state expense (as we envied those who were 1-2 years older - they already knew more, knew how and got access to adult sections), traveling all over the country, where everyone really considered themselves brothers; wonderful soldiers, lots of outdoor games, a bunch of board games, cheap and affordable! Human movies and cartoons! What about books? Real paper books and magazines, home, rural (I was born in the district center), city and school libraries! They were written in line for literature. Not because it was not enough, but there were a lot of people reading. Before the waste paper goes to recycling, it was taken home! A large number of still alive and in their right minds of WWII veterans, from whom we heard a lot of things ... We come from the USSR. He is gone and will never be again. It will not be because we must take into account his mistakes and take from there the very best in order to create a new one. Let's create. Here we will free the Motherland from the occupier and create! As for the new generations ... So they need to teach their experience so that they are interested. There are precedents. They themselves ask about it, they themselves want to plunge into our childhood and youth. Yes, you remember how our fathers and grandfathers told us about their childhood. Have we always been interested? But somehow the most important thing was conveyed to us, which now prompts us to question them again and again. We come from childhood ... And it is in the USSR !!!
    1. tolyasik0577
      tolyasik0577 23 October 2013 11: 57
      +7
      Yeah. father always said, I had skates on twists (he survived the war as a child in the occupation), and now you have everything - Learn only. and indeed, everything was. skis in the section were given, balls with knitwear of 10 pieces. etc. and now we bring 3-6 thousand to school to buy equipment. PI ... TS !!!
  • Goodmen
    Goodmen 23 October 2013 09: 57
    +8
    And in Izmailovsky Park in the local cinema, cartoons were shown for FREE !!! Come - look!
    And at five or six years old we walked alone in the yard.
    And ice cream for 10, 15, 20, 40 cents)))

    And rightly they say here - a sense of security. We felt like a part of a great country. Strongly not sure that today's young people have something like that.
    1. tolyasik0577
      tolyasik0577 23 October 2013 11: 49
      +4
      I wanted to join the army as a child, made shoulder straps for myself from cardboard, cut a pestle from a board. and now ask the boys, they want? I doubt it.
  • ReifA
    ReifA 23 October 2013 09: 57
    +5
    Found a little while. I got an october, I did not have time to become a pioneer. He dragged tables to the 3rd floor at the school, allowed to take 3 books from the library as a gift. I took about the Second World War, the history of the Middle Ages for the 7th, and astronomy for the 10th :-) I myself was in the 5th.