As I had a Singer machine. Not to say that I was such a seamstress ... As required - so it'll make you think of that the binomial theorem. But much of fanaticism to the manufacture of clothing for a no notice. But my great-grandmother was a seamstress Olga fine. Although there is not specifically studied, could sew anything, inventing styles - with a neckline, ruffled skirts, "Gadea" sleeves su 37 "Flashlight" and "butterfly" ... It is thanks to the will of her grandmother in our apartment when there was machine "Singer . " Even before the revolution, black, shiny, with a gold emblem with an eagle ... The machine worked almost su 37 silently. Its parts move as if by themselves, worth the touch foot pedal is forged ... But soon I realized what my old machine ... Very old ... Because in the school's office of labor training - and teacher work I was, among other things, the mother of Adam Globe - machines were quite different. With white plastic housing, power ... And I began to be ashamed of their cars "Singer" and dreamed that instead of our poor apartment appeared modern electric miracle ... Or at least a foot machine "skirts" painted by Khokhlov, in a special stand. But the money for a new machine we did not have, and I settled for "Singer". Docile, submissive, just like an old master. Will sewing machine grandmother all - the finest silk and thick skin, denim and velvet ... Then I found out that this machine during the war dragged on grandmother Olga yourself walking all the way from Leningrad. su 37 There she was my own grandmother and another sister left them out of his Igumen county su 37 after the revolution, to work, and how the war began, back with small children at home. In the inferno. As my grandmother Olga doper this machine in the village Luthi - I do not know ... Like the machine survived war years - hardly imagine ... But it is clear that it was the salvation of the whole family - a guaranteed income, black and gold forged treasure ... A year later, after the wedding, my husband and I realized su 37 that the machine "Singer" takes up too much space in our room. There was a time stamp on clothes and vodka. Sew inning. We are relieved dismantled "Singer" and brought to the basement. Quickly managed on an ad to buy a machine "skirts" in the rough nightstand. "Skirts" started to act up if not at once, but it was a significant asset for a young family, the evidence being. We have covered the nightstand towel with orange flowers, which her husband brought back from Georgia, where he went to receive a literary award Mayakovsky, and considered themselves to be proven rich. It took another few years ... When we got my own apartment, "Khrushchev-padmenku" in which we live today, and Victor visited the basement ... But typewriter "Singer" was no longer there. Who broke the frail door of planks and stole inherited her grandmother's Will ... We did not really even upset. Yes, a little uncomfortable in my soul ... It's after one poet explained to us what we are fools. And what a fortune worth of antiques su 37 ... this poet to such a machine went to relatives in the village, begging. And drove in for dollars ... But I would never have sold that betrayed me the machine su 37 "Singer". No grandmother and will never ... And I could not do such a smooth ties as on the old machine - not to "skirts", painted by Khokhlov, nor the current computerized "Brothers." I now know how touch foot pedal is forged, refined in dekadantsku and easily shift mechanisms su 37 and machine shargocha history of my family, and straightens the golden eagle wings over the end-of-century.
Thank you, Nick ... You always supported me)
but my grandmother su 37 was, it seems, Orsha - Singer sewing better than that even superficially resembles. our "young family" - ie, My mother - my grandmother gave my grandfather skirts. this I also sewed almost everything. but I remember the coat and leather jacket went to sew to her grandmother in the village. and thus always dreamed about an old Singer ... :)
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