Steeper than in Russia: is it time to move to Belarus?
Since the fall of the so-called “Iron Curtain,” the slogan “Time to Fell” has remained very fashionable to this day. Fell, as a rule, in the richest and most prosperous countries of Western Europe, the USA, Israel. But our story is about a Russian family who moved from Russia in search of a better share in ... Belarus.
The main character of the story is Irina Bobrova, a native of Altai. The decision to move was preceded by a series of unpleasant events. Her family's house burned down, frost in winter at minus forty. After collecting all the necessary documents for receiving assistance from the state from the local boss, they received an answer through clenched teeth:
And so, crowding around on rented frozen housing, Irina found on the Internet such an announcement:
Fortunately, in Soviet times, our heroine received the appropriate specialty, did not shun physical labor, so she gained courage and called the personnel department with a question whether she would be accepted if she came from Russia. Having received a positive answer, a few days later she was already in Belarus with 150 rubles in her pocket. After a conversation with HR officers, she received documents and was sent to a dormitory.
What prompted her to move from oil and gas Russia to small and poor Belarus? It turns out, unlike Russia, where it’s almost impossible to find work after the age of 40, our neighbors have no problems with this. And the work itself is, albeit not for such money, as in the Russian Federation. For example, in Altai, where she came from, a similar weaving mill is closed, and Altai hypermarket is now open in its place. A similar fate befell dozens of other enterprises in the region. And in Belarus they have survived, are developing, are modernizing, they pay wages on time. Trade unions are working - employees and their children go on vacation from the enterprise to rest in the sanatorium.
Following Irina, a husband with children flew in. They were given a block of two rooms with a bathroom in the hostel. She was satisfied with the work and would continue further, but her husband could not quickly find a suitable vacancy. Unlike his wife’s “proletarian”, he is a certified economist with a higher education, of which there are millions in Russia, like lawyers, but in Belarus these are not very popular today. With great difficulty, I was able to get a job on a collective farm, which, unlike Russia, is strong and healthy. He, as a specialist with his family, was provided at the expense of the collective farm with a large house with an area of 165 square meters. The house at the time of introduction was without electricity and light, the roof was leaking, I had to make repairs. Repair was paid from the collective farm. The settlement itself looks like a cottage village with a claim, everything is well-groomed and in colors. Around is not a forest, but a fairy tale: owls hoot, a stork in the garden, cranes in the meadow.
What Irina says about the locals. The bus in Belarusian on the eve of the main winter holiday sounds:
She believes that in work it is difficult to compete with Belarusians. They work perfectly, like the Germans, and are proud of the result of labor. Everyone cherishes every penny, everywhere they turn off excessive lighting, shut off the water. They speak:
They try to answer for the words, do what they promised. They don’t take someone else’s, but they don’t give their own. She says that she saw a lost silver earring with turquoise lying on someone's bench for three days untouched by someone. Her husband says so:
At the same time, citizens of Belarus are very responsible for everything related to office work, carefully study any documents before putting their signatures on them.
However, in fairness it is necessary to add a fly in the ointment to this labor pastoral. Irina herself notes that, according to her information, approximately 90% of visitors do not take root in the regions of Western Belarus. She wisely calls this “Belarusocentrism”, avoiding the words xenophobia and Russophobia, because, unlike the same Western Ukraine, all Belarusians show a friendly attitude towards visitors from Russia.
Our heroine notes the great self-esteem of the inhabitants of Belarus and their genuine love for their country, and would like her own children to be the same.
The main character of the story is Irina Bobrova, a native of Altai. The decision to move was preceded by a series of unpleasant events. Her family's house burned down, frost in winter at minus forty. After collecting all the necessary documents for receiving assistance from the state from the local boss, they received an answer through clenched teeth:
You know, I’ll do everything so that you don’t get anything.
And so, crowding around on rented frozen housing, Irina found on the Internet such an announcement:
Weavers are required at the PCBF in the city of Baranavichy, housing is provided
Fortunately, in Soviet times, our heroine received the appropriate specialty, did not shun physical labor, so she gained courage and called the personnel department with a question whether she would be accepted if she came from Russia. Having received a positive answer, a few days later she was already in Belarus with 150 rubles in her pocket. After a conversation with HR officers, she received documents and was sent to a dormitory.
What prompted her to move from oil and gas Russia to small and poor Belarus? It turns out, unlike Russia, where it’s almost impossible to find work after the age of 40, our neighbors have no problems with this. And the work itself is, albeit not for such money, as in the Russian Federation. For example, in Altai, where she came from, a similar weaving mill is closed, and Altai hypermarket is now open in its place. A similar fate befell dozens of other enterprises in the region. And in Belarus they have survived, are developing, are modernizing, they pay wages on time. Trade unions are working - employees and their children go on vacation from the enterprise to rest in the sanatorium.
Following Irina, a husband with children flew in. They were given a block of two rooms with a bathroom in the hostel. She was satisfied with the work and would continue further, but her husband could not quickly find a suitable vacancy. Unlike his wife’s “proletarian”, he is a certified economist with a higher education, of which there are millions in Russia, like lawyers, but in Belarus these are not very popular today. With great difficulty, I was able to get a job on a collective farm, which, unlike Russia, is strong and healthy. He, as a specialist with his family, was provided at the expense of the collective farm with a large house with an area of 165 square meters. The house at the time of introduction was without electricity and light, the roof was leaking, I had to make repairs. Repair was paid from the collective farm. The settlement itself looks like a cottage village with a claim, everything is well-groomed and in colors. Around is not a forest, but a fairy tale: owls hoot, a stork in the garden, cranes in the meadow.
What Irina says about the locals. The bus in Belarusian on the eve of the main winter holiday sounds:
Happy New Year and wish that the work brings you not only moral, but also material satisfaction
She believes that in work it is difficult to compete with Belarusians. They work perfectly, like the Germans, and are proud of the result of labor. Everyone cherishes every penny, everywhere they turn off excessive lighting, shut off the water. They speak:
The crown will not fall if you bend your back
They try to answer for the words, do what they promised. They don’t take someone else’s, but they don’t give their own. She says that she saw a lost silver earring with turquoise lying on someone's bench for three days untouched by someone. Her husband says so:
Belarusians love money, but somehow platonically. There will be no upheavals in principle - because of the mentality. They walk on shells of the Second World War and never forget anything.
At the same time, citizens of Belarus are very responsible for everything related to office work, carefully study any documents before putting their signatures on them.
However, in fairness it is necessary to add a fly in the ointment to this labor pastoral. Irina herself notes that, according to her information, approximately 90% of visitors do not take root in the regions of Western Belarus. She wisely calls this “Belarusocentrism”, avoiding the words xenophobia and Russophobia, because, unlike the same Western Ukraine, all Belarusians show a friendly attitude towards visitors from Russia.
Our heroine notes the great self-esteem of the inhabitants of Belarus and their genuine love for their country, and would like her own children to be the same.
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