Cunicia - the village where Old Believers of Moldova store and is supported by traditions of ancestors and, it is necessary to recognise, at them is to that to learn. Today ours расказ about village Kunicha in which lives 5 thousand inhabitants. Driving to this village, you at first are surprised small, not on-moldavski, to quantity of two-storeyed houses; then mentally you applaud wide, quite city prospectus - the main rural street, and further simply you look round, you look, silently, on the parties and you absorb atmosphere reigning here.
Are glad you to welcome. Stop Cunicia. Transport does not go further.
You leave, and completely not city морозец to bones scolds after a long seat about an automobile oven. Now flies a wind, whistles, strives to get under clothes, there, where heat rests have still remained. The doggie - the small small dog at once supported in the impulses by numerous rural relatives barks in a court yard. Has begun. Now, while in the house we will not come, will not calm down. However, the author has the right to pass boring details …
So, we already in heat, in the house of one of local celebrities - writer Simeon Pridorozhnogo. By the way, from Simeon Vasilevicha's stories, in village to its literary works concern easy, it is for nothing, that in the books of fellows villager describes, moreover and it is far not always from the pleasant party. To Simeon Vasilevichu goes and it is old and млад, besides not only local, rural, often come from Kishinev, professors of the Russian universities, journalists, TV men favour.
But among the in Cunicia is famous люд the labour: here, one neighbour the tractor the hands has collected, the second - the treasure searched so, that ancient burial places has opened, the third - still any feat has made. The Kunichansky young growth in general is talented - among natives will find not only writers, public figures, generals and doctors of sciences, there was even one member of group of cosmonauts is to you not if only that! And here who would have ever expected it at local люда is a question. There can be a belief? Village old believe. But, probably, not only. Easier, if to think, ancestors of these people differed the big vital force, a core which it has not allowed to refuse own belief, has forced to leave all further, in малоосвоенные the earths, and there already to slave away, create the life practically from zero. Those times remained only in rare manuscripts, and the core in people remained. And business not in the one who and сколькими fingers has got used осенять itself(himself) a cross who and in what clothes comes on church service. Business in strong spirit. Before this close acquaintance has taken place, for me Old Believers were something strange, unusual, strange, were perceived as absolutely other people. Has arrived, has lived, it was convinced - same, as well as all of us. With the same problems, pleasures, quarrels and примирениями. Yes, go to church, yes is more often, it is more чтут than tradition. But there is in them still something. That pushed our mistress who because of us passed church services to bypass all house - whether in the afternoon, at night, - and to light gone out was лампадки. And it is not important, that has got tired, that visitors till midnight occupied with conversations, and since morning already, even before sunrise, will call-will lift economic affairs. Simply conscience at the person so is arranged - unruly, несусветная, forcing every day and hour to care of well-being of a family and the house. And a family rather big - the husband, three son, the daughter, grandsons. All children already adult, but how so, without a parent eye? And the husband though also the writer, yes too demands supervision. Here and turns. And rare free minutes will sit down near to visitors, and suddenly will read the verses devoted to it favourite spouse. And live: it basically on an equipment, it - on sincere and spiritual.
By the way, we have got to village very successfully: Christmas Christmas Eve. First, beautifully, all in snow, only smokes from pipes are beaten out. Secondly, the people on holidays do not hasten anywhere, on houses yes on visitors sit, conversations talk. Thirdly, customs managed to be peeped. For example, колядок at Old Believers is not present, boys on village go, owners отсыпают glorify the Christ with spiritual songs, for it of sweets it. One more interesting ceremony - arrangement. Do not confuse to courtship, it separately. Arrangement is when parents and relatives of the groom come to parents of the bride. Officially get acquainted, обговаривают festival details, can, and a dowry. If I have understood all correctly, wedding after that is equal in two weeks. It is no more, not less. To get married the young go to old believe church. At it the history. Sacred the Flora and Monastery have once combined church without a uniform nail and when the hearing about approaching check has reached, it is literally for a night on a plate have disassembled and in wood have hidden. There have come quiet times - have transferred to village and have combined again. The church has been rescued, the spiritual life has again found the centre.
And live куничане till now: storing the belief, the customs and ceremonies, the language. Women as hens-brood hens, preserve the families against all misfortunes; muzhiks, sedately stroking long beards of hands, resolve the половинкам care and caress. Children try to be pulled out from under guardianship, scatter from family nests, leave in other places, but it outwardly. Кунича for all life remains for them the centre.
Nadejda Degtiareva, photo by Valerii Corcimari, for NOTVIP.