Dad was ill, and she was dragging our big family-she and I had four sisters-one. Every time my heart contracted when I saw my mother's pale, tired face. She tried not to show how hard it was for her, she smiled, but I felt something. And then in my head sat the thought: I need to find a job. You must find a job. And then Mom will be a little easier. She will feel that I can take care of her ... Almost since birth, my sisters, my mother and my father lived in Dneprodzerzhinsk. Our district was sonorous called BAM. Although he had nothing to do with the Baikal-Amur Main Line ... We lived there until 1992. And then the most turbulent time began, when everything changed. We moved, I went to another school. Mom and Dad had a hard time. They both worked at the chemical plant, the production then almost stopped, the salary was delayed, and sometimes it was simply not paid for months, and the parents struggled to get everything we needed. In 1993, my father was hit by a car ... He then did a lot of surgeries, because the leg bone was folded incorrectly. Mom was always in the hospital. I was carrying the transfer, I fed my father, I took care of him - my mother graduated from the medical institute and only by the will of circumstances was at the factory. But after all, she could become an excellent doctor ... Since my mother spent most of the time in the hospital, my sisters and I were left to ourselves. But none of us whimpered or complained. On the contrary, we tried to help my mother - they did everything themselves at home, went to get food, cleaned up ... And they waited very much when the pope would return. In his absence, everything has changed so dramatically in our life.
It became empty, uncomfortable ...
And now my father is at home! But he was very weak and for a long time recovered (later he got a disability of the third group). There was no question of any return to the plant. But my mother said: "Nothing, we will live ...". She disappeared at work from morning till night, but the money still was not enough catastrophically. It was very necessary that someone else in the family came to the rescue. Of the four sisters, I'm second in age. The oldest then did not have the opportunity to work - she had already entered a sports technical school (she did gymnastics), and she always went to school. I remained ... But I was only eleven years old. What kind of work could I do? As soon as I just hinted at this, they waved at me: "Here's another idea! Grow up at first a little! "But in the summer I still managed to get into the park. There they recruited children to weed the beds, clean the leaves, and another swing had to be wiped. Money paid very modest, but for three summer months still managed to earn a little. How then I was happy! I remember, I took home my first labor money and imagined how I would give them to my mother, and she and my dad would see that I was already big, I could take care of my family ... My parents were really very happy. But not so much money, how much my desire to help them ... And I, seeing their radiant eyes, strengthened in the thought that I should continue to look for money and contribute to the family budget. The next time the work has turned out to be much more serious than weeding the beds in the park, the seller on the market.
How did the little girl get a salesman?
Firstly, I looked older than my years. In addition, it was very serious. It is clear that no one would put a stupid child behind a counter. And you could rely on me. Besides, I did not have to pay as much as an adult. My salary was incomparably more modest. I was selling tomato paste, pasta. Started exactly at eight in the morning.
What about the school?
I had to sometimes skip. But I had clear priorities: I thought that it was more important to help the family than to sit in class. Was not it scary to trade? All the same business with money had. And if they had been cheated? I considered it very good. Fear on me induced only the inspectors. Therefore, I chose a place near the main office, so that in case the inspection comes up, right there with innocent eyes say that I replace the excommunicated saleswoman. Next it was necessary to run to the office in a bullet and bring out some kind woman from there who would agree to confirm my version. After the market, I changed a lot of different jobs ... Somehow I got a dishwasher in the bar "Dune". My sister had already worked there before me, so, one might say, was taken under patronage. The bar opened at three o'clock in the afternoon, so you did not even have to run away from school. I came there, had time to do my homework, and then got up to the sink. The bar was small, only seven to eight tables, but there was enough dirty dishes. Tired very much. But here after all a secret of a new organism: I will return from work, slightly I will translate spirit and - to walk ...
A salary for what was spent?
For food. Sometimes I bought pantyhose. Even less often - cosmetics. And the disco left some kopecks. On clothes, the truth, earnings did not suffice. On the day I received five hryvnia, if very lucky, then seven. This is about one dollar by today's standards. And thirty dollars a month is not particularly clear. The question with the wardrobe was solved thanks to the machine "Singer *. My mother constantly changed our old clothes, lengthened her pants, made inserts, and spread her dresses. And since our mother is a great master, all her alterations had a very decent look.
Attention to the boys used?
No! What there! I have not had any novels before seventeen! I got a nanny place when I was already of age. One summer they met one family. They had a child with whom we immediately became friends, and his parents offered me a nanny place. I've been looking after that baby for a long time and have been very attached to it, and then worked in several other families. And my child decided to start it at that time, it coincided with the graduation of the school. I spent so much time with other people's children that I was persistently overcome by the thought: I want mine. And when I was eighteen, I met the father of my first daughter Sonya and soon became pregnant. What happiness it was! My tummy was a little neat. Everyone said: "Boy! One hundred percent boy! "And I wanted a girl! She grew up with girls, she knew how to communicate with them. And she was very worried: what will I do if my son is born? I remember watching the football match "Ukraine-Armenia" and, as it sometimes happens with pregnant women, accurately predicted the outcome of the game. Suddenly in the abdomen began this, well, just a storm! At that moment, I quite clearly understood: there will be a boy, and he is definitely a football player. Upset terribly! It was six months pregnant. About what I have a daughter, I learned only two weeks before the birth ... I split with Sonya's father when she was very small. But I always knew: no matter how life has developed, I can raise my daughter myself. We will not be lost. Both parents and sisters - my reliable rear - will always support.
And how did you get into VIA Gr?
A friend of mine was a big fan of this group. And I was heard during the pregnancy "Try it number five", sometimes even absolutely crazy thoughts appeared: "That would be with them to speak! ..". And after that I did. That's how I ended up in the big world of stars.