music: "Blue carriage" (B. Shainsky) by: KENOTRON/ETS/SCENE'98 (c) Evgeny Borisov. Staritsa. Frost and steel. The New Year is already approaching. And I remember what happened a year ago. And there was such a thing that I couldn’t forget these The wonderful New Year's days are still a long way off. Coal we unloaded for our home plant. Right in the morning the master gave orders - tion: "For unloading coal. Car from Kemerovo Arrived." Well, I dressed as best I could. Master fu- I gave out the file, the rest was from my overalls - yes. Made something like a costume loader. Of course, I was not alone. Ten wh- catchers were collected from all over the plant. GATHERED we went to arm ourselves. Where can I get a sledgehammer? meme, where is the shovel, where can we get hold of a crowbar. We got ready. Let's go. We're driving in an old UAZ van, shaking we sit down, soar over the benches like Burevestni- ki. Crowbars roll across the floor and our legs, rumble. And the climate in the van is just right. As the weather forecasters say, it's frosty and windy: comes through fromall the cracks. We've finally arrived. I got out. I looked around. That's right: railway. station. The train with our carriage near the pack the house is worth it. We approach the carriage. We drop the hooks, We open the hatches in the bottom of the car. At least one a crumb fell out of there. I looked in the inside of the car, and there is a pure mixture of coal with ice. There’s nothing to do, just grab the crowbar and let’s go maybe, otherwise it was already starting to freeze... No, not very pure mixture, snow inclusions come across... Others are also warming up. Who's next to me It's hammering from below. Who climbed into the carriage and beat I'll meet you later. The main thing here is at least some Just punch a hole to the hatch and it will work there. And my colleague in the shop, a person slightly harmful, already singing in my ear: - Work, work. This is not your memoir- your ry to write. Working. Don't freeze. And freeze I've already stopped. Warm up little by little chal. They hammered, hammered. They hammered, hammered. They continued to make a hole from the top to the hatch. Then second. Third. And so on by the number of hatches. Te- now everyone has already climbed into the carriage and on top Bim. The coal falls down on its own. There it is tractor-excavator, our factory one, warmed up Pushes him aside. Then there was lunch. So easy. In pairs Sandwiches with canned meat and a glass of lemon nada. There was vodka too. I put the glass down I took thirty grams for company. By- chewed, sat, chatted and went back to the gon.Still, the guys are wrong. Keep warm better work and not vodka. More reliable. In I didn't feel any frost while I was working. Even my feet have warmed up in my tattered winter- them Boots. And the frost was fifteen degrees tsat. After lunch we are doing quite well let's go. We broke through the frozen bark from above, and underneath the coal is unfrozen, warm... Until In the evening the carriage was half empty. It was day one. 30 DECEMBER. 31 DECEMBER. Day two. The easy life is over. Unmixed We raked out the coal yesterday, there is some left only frozen crust along the bottom and sides. DolBim. That's what I'm thinking. But in America coal is not unloaded in winter. It's only us... Maybe this attraction is worth it arrange for those who are greedy for Russian exotica foreigners. "Unloading coal in conditions Russian winter". An American comes and gives each of our loaders gets 50 bucks, which- Would raise them to work, and goes along with Use them to chisel coal. And after work he treats them all with our vodka (for whiskey our men they'll just wince). He has impressions child for life. January 2. Day three. I almost froze. Coal left in the car there was not much elk, mostly two blocks in the corner lah. We finished off what was left on Board elk and huddled near the rock. I should stand there nowhere. They wield crowbars and sledgehammers. Well, a crowbar is nothing, but a sledgehammer of that look di will fly offBroken pen. And she flew away. Ho- it’s good to hit the side of the carriage, and not on the forehead of the box mu-anything. I walked and walked, and then I got out wagon with a shovel and became derailed Remove coal from under the wheels. Removed. Cleared the way. Then he stood and looked out of the hatch The last blocks are rolling out. We drove back happy. We already had don't care about the shaking and frosty drafts from all the cracks. The main thing is that they did the job. And then I remembered one phrase Abandoned by one of us on the first day: “In our country, coal is mined twice. Once in a mine, another time in a carriage." ------------------------------------------ (c) Alexander Mikhailov. Tver. FALCON AND HIS APPLE Nikolai has been living near Moscow for a long time. But I have never been to the Great Hall of Moscow which conservatory, only in the Small Hall. Today, while passing by, he saw a poster. Favorite Second Symphony by Gustav Mahler performed by a world celebrity. And he re- wanted to go. Nikolai has been drawn to music since childhood. Sleep- I started not very consciously. I liked the extract play sounds from musicaltoys. Was at he has a wooden xylophone and an accordion, which he stretched so much when he walked with ma- mine during the holiday demonstration that she fell apart. Invited friends to visit Zhenya and Olya. He gave his wife an accordion, a different one, Olya sat down on the floor at the five-ruble piano, and he picked up a plastic flute with About the broken end. I liked her compact ness. The trio worked out, although he didn't know then this word, and music as such, howl, of course, it didn’t work out. Having seen the funeral orchestra, I decided to depict smash the timpani, taking two lids in your hands pots. One day, instead of kindergarten, he spent day at Grandma's sister's. She was stretching Kolya played his son's accordion, and Kolya played on an instrument like a piano. Of course It was hard to call it a game. It is unlikely that his singing was euphonious either. Sang the song "Russia, Russia, Russia" my homeland," but I heard the discontent of my mothers: - It's better not to sing. And you have no hearing and you live not in Russia, but in Siberia. He, however, did not understand why Siberia is not Russia, although later I was faced with the fact that that the SiBiryans separate Siberia and Russia. Although his mother thought that he did not have rumor, but when it was time to go to the first class, she decided to send him to music new school for violin. He came to enroll with Grandma. First, children and adults filled or the hall, and Kolya was afraid of how he would sing in public, but then everyone was asked come out, and the children were called one by one and asked to sing something. He sang "That Birch then the mountain ash, the willow bush over the river, the edge dear, forever beloved, where will you find more coy." He was not accepted into the music school, which he was not upset about. Much later I thought it might be for the better, violent Training could push away from serious mu- languages And from the fifth grade he stretched himself first to opera, and then to symphony what kind of music. Graduation from school coincided with moving from Siberia near Leningrad and he got opportunity to visit the wonderful Leningrad Rada Philharmonic with its bright hall, in where you could not only listen to music ku, which he usually already knew from notes, but also to observe the listeners, especially if I sat by the columns so I could see the whole hall. It was interesting to watch people listening to music. Although he himself he perceived music very closely and in some some moments from overflowing feelings ho- wanted to “conduct”, that is, simply wave your arms to the beat of the music, but still it seemed like a pose to him when he saw people (especially in photographs) captured by mu- language so loud that it seemed that they somewhere very far from the bustle of the world. Someone I was just sleeping. The Philharmonic gave him an acquaintance with two interesting people. Oneof which There was a piano given by the mother to the Future weddingBe. When Kolya was visiting the owner of the Anino, I tried it with the help of a tutorial learn at least the minimum skill of gaming army, but things didn’t work out. And it was a shame that Often this skill is given to people who music is essentially not needed or needed, but in a very primitive version. One of these he met a man in the army. In the army, Nikolai really lacked music - ki, once even in a dream I dreamed of his love- Beamy symphony. During night duty he listened to classics on Mayak, in the afternoon this could not be done, since the co-workers live bait, when the classics sounded, caught other my station. Nikolai was offended that he had there is so much symphonic music in my head that I can sing, but I can’t play the guitar can't find even the simplest melody, but Sasha has nothing but simple songs knows, but he can play the guitar, apparently. "I walked through the forest, sang songs, the nightingale told me on: sat down, I wanted to catch him, flew away, ... mother." Suddenly, on the guitar under his hand, learned Tchaikovsky's Neapolitan dance. Falcon and suddenly “Swan Lake”. But he's for sang to this music, and everything became clear: "My dear BaB-ka, lift it higher I'll shove an aluminum skirt up your ass pipe..." Before the army, Sasha Sokol was a driver and carpenter. Always sleepy. Firsthe has time, vi- My lip is swollen due to climate change the side on which he slept, from this He looked funny in the morning. He came straight to the army printing house from the hospital. Despite his illness there, The “young” was forced to wash the floors. He's right there in exchange for the cured disease he received his legs some sores. That's why it's his first time It was necessary to lubricate them every morning. He waited until nine o'clock in the morning, when everything was printing houses got to work and only Then he started slowly, as he generally did That's it, take care of your feet. But the law Having learned this occupation, he was not in a hurry to get to work, but sat silently for a long time on the Barrel with spent font - gart Vasya KiBitkin to him: - Sokol, could you at least tell us? Something better than sitting like that. Or he will ask: - Falcon, what are you thinking about? - Nothing - It doesn’t happen that way. - Yes, I’m telling you, about nothing. It seemed that his thoughts were limited what he looks at. The fly is crawling, why? she, like her mother, crawls. They hired him as a driver, but their car Well, he saw a van for a field printing house once a year, during exercises, so it At first they put on Pick up a newspaper, but he made so many mistakes that it was pointless but then edit everything. And they placed him chatter He coped well with this, and in the summer, during the exercise, I was dismantling my car, which I saw her for the first time, thenit turned out a lot of unnecessary details. According to him, in his entire life he has not I haven't read a single book. Quite artistic chen. He depicted what he saw in their faces. Some kind of woman: “And I keep laughing, laughing.” Other guy: "Why are you looking at me like that." Otherwise turns the car key with a graceful movement: - This is the key to a lady's heart. Or cackle with the Tatar equivalent famous Russian fence word: "Kut-kut-kutak." He owned obscenities and once even gave out a phrase in which three were used at once derivatives from the word x... Even Vasya KiBit- Kin, who himself skillfully swears, could not resist: - Well, Falcon, you give it. Nikolai never swore in the army, and when, imitating the Falcon, he repeated it the word: “I screwed up”, without noticing it, then The falcon jumped for joy: - Ivanov swore! Winter. Stars overhead. Nikolay and So- count go to the barracks. Suddenly Sasha is somewhere fails. It turns out that he suddenly crouched down to scare his companion. They go to the dining room in formation. Nikolay in GuBu a flying fly poked, well at least there was a mouth closed. Nikolai spits for a long time, and Sa- Sha laughs at his disgust. Came to dining room On the third, muddy, as always, jelly. The falcon drank, something got into him from jelly, licked it and pulled it out. Cockroach. Now it's his turn to spit. Nikolai walks with him through the garrison. Sasha just nowreceived the letter, opened it, etc. Tal. - What do they write, I suppose Nadka got married, did Vanka start drinking? - Nikolai asked, taking ceiling names, although what ceiling, sky need them. - Exactly, did you read my letter? is it? Kolya sewed collars over kilos meter, it will still be picked soon. Sasha person leisurely century. He sat down to sew on the hem little boy, putting his tunic on his chest laziness. Slowly, I carefully sewed small stitches. Sewed on. A curse was heard. I sewed it on he is not only a collar worker, but also a gym- stitch to the Trousers. For a long time Kolya asked him to make a shelf for typesetting materials. Falcon agreed but I didn’t do everything. I had to use ma- terial stimulus. Before Sasha's night while on duty, Nikolai promised him a ruble, if Will the shelf be ready by morning? To the arrival soldier from the barracks unsightly shelf Was ready. Vasya then reproached Sokol for a long time this ruble. After all, the shelf was not needed Kolya personally. And a soldier’s salary is 2 rubles 80 kopecks After work Nikolai sits with Sokol in editors. He took his book about cars le, often carries it with him, but before studying it it doesn't work out, but Sasha somehow I found out that besides this book, not a single one I haven't read the books. They sit at tables opposite each other. Kolya is listening to the radio and chatting under table with your foot. Sasha is typing something on the pi- shusheytypewriter. Gives to a colleague: "Kolka kicks and sticks out from Beetho- Vienna and Chopin, but I don’t care about Chopin... needed." In Sokol's hometown, there is a girl named Lyuba. Primary school teacher. Almost every I wrote letters to her the other day. One day Sasha would I had no time, I asked Kolya to sit on the horse- believe that it will stick together better. Letter beloved! He has envelopes with the reverse filled out address and a sprawling signature that would be nicknamed I didn’t ask for it. But this did not stop Vasya from using them. use by crossing out the address. Sasha once received a letter from his Lyu- Bashi, read it and asked Vasya KiBitkin read it out loud in front of all the soldiers. She wrote about Chekhov and similar high-minded she asked for some matters of little concern to him, to smoke less, as it reflects on potency. In conclusion, she expressed hope I hope he doesn’t let her colleagues read her letters live bait, like other soldiers, what is she talking about I had to hear. It is this confidence that she This irritation caused him irritation and forced him to la to make the letter public, although with her others he did not introduce us to the messages. Men and women tend to mutually new distrust. Hence his indignation address of different girls. I was indignant that one on, when he lay on her and did his thing she told him how it happened for her went with another man. Went on vacation and came back angry Love. - Cheater. With a Cockroach inI went to the cinema. All. It's over with Lyubka. Vasya: - Yes, marry her, Falcon. - No, Vasya, never. One day Sasha came home from duty, and Vasya gives him a telegram: “Sasha, I’m going out... husband, I'm sorry. LuBa". I read it and said: - That's what I thought. After this, KiBitkin explained what it was There was a joke arranged with the help of friends signalmen. Lyuba bombarded Sokol with letters, sent a false telegram about his illness mother. They didn't let me go. Then she's closer to “demBelyu”, she rolled up herself. Across the country well. On the eve of her arrival, Sasha assured that doesn’t want to know her, but on the day of her arrival she sat on his lap, and they kissed fell. From time to time their quarrels resume foxed One day Sasha and other soldiers were digging neighbor's garden. For this she put a soldier - there's moonshine there. Phone call. Nikolay picked up the phone. Some woman asks for Sasha, Allegedly his wife Lyuba is at the station, lying on bench, she feels bad. Kolya calls Sasha. Pos- glacial sends the bride away. Nikolai raised turns to the phone and says that Sasha asks for forgiveness. Woman: - Forgive me, she needs a husband. They weren't painted yet. But peace reigned again, and Sa- sha, as a driver, is later than everyone else, so in their armies had several honeymoons - tsev. They spent the night in the photo lab. One of the soldiers on dutynoticed that often the lights turned on and off. - Probably couldn’t get there in the dark. In the army, Nikolai heard the definition weddings: "The ceremonial entry into ex- plutation." Soldiers in the army are often concerned about the topic sex, once they even decided to cross their tits the count's cat and brought by the clerks cat To admire cat sex in lack of own. But cat with cat did not want to mate. Since childhood, Nikolai wondered why people have such a dirty attitude towards the process creating a new person. And a dirty look He has never been to Pregnant women characteristic It was surprising even as a child how Ba- Bushka said about a pregnant woman: "I sinned." To the weddings with their vulgar veils at Niko- barking too There was an aesthetic dislike, so Moreover, at the age of nine he visited the What a wedding for your uncle. The vulgarity of the smell wine, uncle's drunken friend, sitting on veranda next to Kolya and suddenly without any connection with your drunken chatter suddenly hitting Kolya's head against the wall. Yes, and it was still unclear that it was love two, and suddenly he gets a bunch of loads relatives. However, this question is not yet before him. stood. Well, Sokol and his Lyuba are their proB- Lems, he cares little about their fate. A year after the army, Nikolai was in Ufa and decided to visit Falcon. He didn't do it on purpose I would have gone so far, but heflew on a sa- flying from another city and was forced to use the capital of Bashkiria as a transfer point. Street name he wants I remembered well - envelopes of soldiers' letters home lay in plain sight until they were taken to the army postman - but here is the house and apartment - Tiru forgot. I decided to try to find tee. I went and asked. There's a teenager at one entrance REPORTED: - I'm Sasha Sokol. I already wanted to stop searching. In essence why does he need the Falcon? Simply, if ended up in this city where there can be more will never happen, it would be worth looking at life of a former colleague. Oddly enough, still found the Falcon in the house of the Barracks pa. In the corridor, happy Lyubka was washing the floors, and in the room Sasha caressed the sleeping woman in the stroller daughter: - Olya the shit, I'm stuck. Falcon's appearance of a colleague whom I haven’t seen it for a year, it wasn’t surprising at all. - I look out the window, Ivanov is walking towards our home. Lyuba came and set the table. Sasha syg- ral on Bayan. Lyuba said that at first the daughter's roar prevented the husband from sleeping, but then he got used to it and began to calmly go about his business my favorite thing is sleep. Sasha again played the Bayan, then sat down to play in the house but, but a neighbor came, and Nikolai had a reason to say goodbye to these boring people - mi. He left, confident that he would never again won't see them. It's been since thentwenty years. Involuntarily compares the hall with the Lening-hall Radsky Philharmonic. And Moscow ka- looks gloomy and uncomfortable. Mahler's second symphony. Symphony, which Paradise always seemed like a copy of his soul. Then Are there so many lovers of brilliant composition? torus, or people came to an outstanding di- conductor. Or maybe show yourself. The people are not probably a lot and you come across acquaintances TV and newspaper faces. Still, it’s better to listen to the recording, you can Don't be distracted from the music itself. Performing your favorite symphony does not produce lo impressions on him. Either the situation inappropriate, or the interpretation is not understood liked it. But the girl sitting next to me very interested. She didn't portray inspiration on his face, but it was felt that she liked music. It would be nice to be with her to tell the truth, some girls don't very willing to talk to strangers people. There is something elusive in her features oriental, even Japanese, although she is clearly Russian. There is nothing vulgar in her appearance - th. The face is not very beautiful, rather a little funny, but there's something very attractive, probably because a person's state of mind imposes imprint on his appearance. He spoke to the girl. She turned out to be a sociable person and did not look with admiration intimidation of all men. It turned out that she's a regularthis hall and even managed meet the bassoonist of the famous orchestra Kester, who during the concert converted attention to the girl sitting nearby and, vi- Dimo, I felt her sincere interest in music. After all, women often portray spiritual listening to music. - Probably, parents are also people of art - twa. - No, they have nothing to do with it. The intermission was not enough for conversation, so how there were many common themes, and they continued the conversation, leaving the conservatory and walking around the center of Moscow. Looks like this girl will change him a lot life. Previously, she and her parents lived in another terrain, but then Thanks to the persistent These mothers moved to the Moscow region, so that the daughter can study without living in the school hostels. Mentally Nikolai thanked her parents - lei for the amazing creation of their love. Our birth does not depend on us. Death, of course, also does not depend on us, and he knew a case when a young father died Ren, died in full creation and screamed doctors that he doesn’t want to die. But in death at least something spontaneous, natural. Christmas knowledge, of course, too, instinct, biology, but After all, the conception of a child can be controlled vat. By parents. From the Future itself Nothing depends on Benka. There's something about Bid- The new thing is that the birth of an intelligent person sometimes depends on the whim of a narrow-minded woman or men. Him aloneacquaintance, big- he lover of women, nevertheless, offended the very fact that it appeared as a result of co- Itusa - an acquaintance loves scientific words. Many parents feel that they are giving birth They are raising a child for themselves. Although this is a bigger problem cheating. And it is no coincidence that sometimes children are very far from their parents. Nikolai saw and external features of parents in their appearance and some other signs in oneself that say, that he is the son of his parents, but still he Was completely different. Olga decided to introduce him to her parents. And here they are at the village station, where she lives. A crowd of people got off the train, returning from work from Moscow. How- wife meets a drunk man at platform in words: - You are the worst on this platform. Knows the value of her husband. It won't increase, but it won't will downplay. We passed a strange church, with wooden ny dome. - This is our Buratino church. Previously in this building there was a kindergarten with the same name I mean, that’s what people call the church. Here At first there was a very young priest, but he went to Israel. But here is a wooden two-story house. Call. He'll probably see the same ones now lovely parents like their daughter. We entered. Yes, it's a small world. Unsurprised Falcon and his Lu- Bah. Still, I am a block from an apple tree and sometimes very falls far. It would probably have been different then, in the army.perceived the love vicissitudes of these people, on which Olga’s appearance depended. Maybe It was on Kolino duty that they conceived Ol- gu, which means he was behind the wall at that moment ment. And I also remembered the men's army mischief when Vasya KiBitkin held Niko- barking, and Falcon (all three - one call) pulled off his pants and pulled his man's dignity, immediately ostentatiously rinsed putting his hand in the washbasin. Without suspecting it- yes, that he touched the source of his Bu- future grandchildren. ------------------------------------------
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