Visiting Santa Claus

2024 Author: Seth Attwood | [email protected]. Last modified: 2023-12-16 15:55

Oh, Frost, White nose, We don't know you.

And you, Santa Claus, We are glad to meet you.

Oh, Frost, Blue nose, Singing the song

And you in a round dance

We invite the children.

Oh, Frost, Red nose, Hit harder in your palms

And we have more fun

Legs will dance.

(Belarusian rhyme for children 3-5 years old)

Another year passed unnoticed. He was rich in various events, both good deeds and not so much. For me, it was a year of creativity, new books, work with publishers, correspondence with the reader and, in general, a positive movement. Probably, this was the case for everyone, because everything in the world is relative, and the points of view of people do not coincide, which means that the concept of positive is different for everyone.

I am a writer and I try to be objective, at least in terms of the historical presentation of the material. Of course, I work in the genre of historical miniatures and the novelist's techniques are no exception for me, but I respect my reader too much to indulge in fantasies that have no reality underneath.

The trouble of many peoples is precisely that their life is directed to other, not characteristic of them channels. An invented history cannot help such peoples in difficult times, for everything that we have ever done will be deposited in the gene pool of our descendants and they will become the main respondents for the deeds of the past.

It seems to others that ignorance of history does not solve anything in life and success depends on hard work, luck and elementary cheating. This is a vicious circle, gentlemen. The time will come when the people will find themselves in a difficult situation and wish to rely on the experience of their ancestors, which is invisibly present next to us. And now the salutary ledge of the rock sweeps by, for which there is an opportunity to grasp. The man stretches out his hand and the moment of salvation has come! But the hand clings to anything in space, but not the salutary granite: a hornet's nest, a heap of garbage, dust and rot, an abandoned nest, that is, everything that unscrupulous historians stole into one place. This is a falsification of the history of the people, ascribing to them facts, events and heroes that never existed.

Never, do you hear, never, a person who has not tried to make pots, will not become a potter the first time. Experience or genius required. However, genius is a consequence of experience in generations, so experience is primary.

I mentally imagine my reader. It is different: these are serious men and women-ladies, there are also advanced kids, old people who are wise in life. I especially enjoy communicating with grandmothers. And no need to laugh, it is the mayor of Kiev, Leonid Chernovetskiy, who suffered from the experience of communicating with Kiev grandmothers, but every lively granny raises me to new achievements, and in other cases even drives me into a corner with her judgments. I give you my word to write an instructive story about the grandmothers of the Russian sovereigns who played an important role in our state, and their pies were enjoyed with delight by the brave soldiers and ambassadors to the Russian sovereign. I know of cases when the grandmothers of other tsars, did not consider it shameful to pat a crowned grandson by the ear, or even threaten with a dry finger sitting on the throne: “Oh, I’ll give it to you!”. And the Great Sovereign fearfully pulled his head into his shoulders, covered with rich barmas. There was such an old woman in the royal chambers and the oncoming courtyards and other ranks, breaking the hat in front of her, in spite of the antiquity of the family and its glory.

In general, in my opinion, the importance of grandmothers in the world is underestimated. I think that behind the great deeds of sovereigns, historians do not notice the most important thing: they are the most ordinary people and love their grandmothers no less than us.

However, New Year is coming soon and it is not connected entirely with grandmothers. Of course, the grandmothers will set the table, and the quickest will also rush to the forest on skis behind a Christmas tree (which you can't do for your grandchildren, if your parents didn't notice), but, on this holiday, the main place is given to grandfather, without whom a fairy tale is not a fairy tale and a Christmas tree not a tree.

Of course, friend reader, we will talk about New Year's Santa Claus, an old mare and a merry fellow.

I see, I see how my reader cheered up when he imagined this colorful figure with a bag full of gifts! It seems to me that in spite of your years, you never became an adult, my friend, do you all believe in fairy tales and teach your descendants the same? As soon as I introduce the satisfied faces of the hospitable owners, who have drunk the New Year's grandfather in gloss, I laugh.

You won't believe it, but I witnessed a fight between a policeman and Santa Claus, who was beating the law enforcement officer with his staff, and the audience gathered around unanimously cheered for his grandfather, and the children helped him in every possible way, throwing snowballs at his opponent. Do you know how the scuffle ended? The adults dragged the cop to the police station, and the grandfather and the Snow Maiden played a wonderful performance right in the middle of the street, in which the arrival of Santa Claus was interfered with by an evil spirit who dressed in a police uniform.

Yeees! There were always enough fools in Russia. Father Frost is forbidden in Ukraine, and prices for him are only growing. And no Saint Nicholas can replace a mischievous Russian grandfather for children.

By the way, I know the continuation of the story with this fight. The militia officer was locked up in jail until he was completely sober. Do you know what the monkey house was called in Russia? COLD !!! So don't believe in the power of this grandfather!

It is funny and sad at the same time!!! It reminded me of a case from history, when a certain German, who worked on a sideline in the Russian Academy of Sciences, filed a lawsuit against Lomonosov for a fight committed by Mikhailo Vasilyevich. Everything would be fine: fights of that time between academicians are not rare, but the subject of the lawsuit caused Homeric laughter in Russia: the great Russian scientist broke the German's nose !!!

By the way, the Arkhangelsk peasant Mikhailo, Father Frost, respected. I even wrote a treatise about him.

In the meantime, I want to ask readers a question:

- You, foolish children, which of the three brothers, did you deign to pump up to the brim last year?

Ah, here are the astonished faces! What are the brothers, the author? Helen, you haven’t smoked for an hour?

Ahaha!!! Not! I have neither smoked nor smoked, I am sober and with full memory. But you, my friend, do not know our history at all, since you think that Santa Claus is one person.

So sit back and listen. You can drink some tea with aromas. Just don't eat henbane, my friend. Fraught!

Atropine and scopolamine, which block the synopsis of the parasympathetic nerves, are considered the poisonous beginning of the henbane plants - the nightshade family.

The whole plant is considered poisonous.

Bleached poisoning is possible either when eating young sweet sprouts (April-May), or when eating seeds.

The leaves contain alkaloids of the atropine group: hyoscyamine (isomer of atropine), atropine, scopolamine (traces), hyoscerol, hyoscipicrin, hyocyresin, methylesculin. The maximum content of alkaloids in the leaves is during flowering. The raw materials contain proteins, gum, sugar, calcium oxalate, fatty oil and traces of essential oil. The seeds contain from 14% to 34% (according to various sources) of essential oil, which includes oleic, linoleic and other acids.

Atropine is a substance with psychotropic, neurotoxic (anticholinolytic) action. A lethal dose for adults is 100 mg, for children (up to 10 years old) - about 10 ml.

It is rapidly absorbed through the mucous membranes and skin, hydrolyzed in the liver. It is excreted in the urine about 13% unchanged within 14 hours.

Truncated? Then be conscious and listen!

We all know who Frost Red Nose is. It is him that we most often see on the streets of our cities and on numerous New Year's "trees".

But not everyone knows that Frost Red Nose is only one of the three brothers, the youngest. And then there is Frost Blue nose - the middle brother and Frost White nose - the elder.

They not only have different noses, but also their fur coats - Red's nose is red, Blue's is blue, and White's is white. But sometimes Frost White nose is also dressed in a black fur coat embroidered with silver … The latter is not a brother to them, but a significant face among the Slavic peoples. He is their father.

For quite a long time, Morozy Ivanovichi and the New Year tree existed separately. Their unification took place in the second half of the 19th century, when the first attempts to create an original “Christmas grandfather” who would give gifts to Russian children are noted in the urban environment of Russia.

I got acquainted with many works related to the appearance of Santa Claus, including the theme of his Stalinist origin. Everything written is nothing more than a rewriting of the same version, which was replicated in very recent times. My conclusion is sad: not a single researcher has seriously dealt with this person, and the new studies of pseudo-Russian Slavs, who dressed themselves in Perun's clothes, are nothing more than the most common speculations and a desire to create a new religion on the ancient roots of paganism, which never existed on Rus.

The pantheon of Slavic gods is no different from Christianity, it's just that in the latter they are called by different names and positions. Polytheism never existed in Russia, and the only God of the Slavs was called Svarog. All the rest can be considered as modern saints and saints who, in their essence, are also responsible for the areas of work entrusted to them: someone for the harvest, someone for the rain, and someone for love. The same Perun, this is just the god-assistant of Svarog.

However, we will not delve into the history of the Slavs, especially since Christianity is just a continuation of their faith, and Christ, the son of a Russian princess, married to the emperor of Byzantium. Therefore, ancient Christianity is the original Russian religion, overturned by the powerful of this world beyond recognition, in order to please their mercantile interests. I wrote this in other miniatures, telling the reader who is actually hidden under the image of Christ the Savior.

So, to start the study, we have some starting points: Morozov are three brothers, they are all children of one father named Ivan, who wore a black fur coat. They have truly royal capabilities, fabulously rich, ride three horses (which is typical only for Russia), they have different fur coats and they are directly related to the New Year.

Needless to say, but when we were in law enforcement agencies, my colleagues and I did not use such signs to get criminals out of oblivion, sometimes on circumstantial evidence. And here it is just expanse, especially since the Russian people describe the wonderful grandfather in the smallest detail and the idea of him in each of us, despite the differences in upbringing, perception of the world and education, are the same. This is not surprising, because the tale is a lie, but there is a hint in it, a lesson for a good fellow (or a girl, not to mention my beloved grannies).

A Skype meeting with retired law enforcement officers from Russia, Ukraine, Belarus and Serbia outlined the main task of the search: to bring Santa Claus Red Nose, or rather himself and his brothers, to clear and icy water. The operational investigative group began to search. Considering that Commissioner Qatar, the author of this miniature, is a purely Russian person, unlike his French colleague, Commissioner Magre, he did not light pipes, but gruffed a pickled cucumber pulled out of a barrel on his teeth. Consciousness cleared up instantly (whoever tried cucumbers from a barrel of ice will understand me) and dripping a fragrant pickle onto the keyboard, I started analyzing operational data for the future development of a cunning grandfather! Realizing that the Morozy Ivanovichs could exist in Russia either in winter or in a cellar, I decided to investigate the winter months

December is not the 12th month of the outgoing year. In its name there is a number "deca", which means 10. So January is the month of 11, and February is 12.

Everything is logical, we got the date of the New Year, which existed before the Peter's reform. That is, March 1, the beginning of spring. It seemed possible to clap your hands and announce all three grandfathers, with different noses, the months of winter. And who, then, is this Ivan, and even in a black fur coat? Where to attach it? I wonder who could have been the father of Morozov?

The Skype light flashed and the contented face of the Serbian retired prosecutor Neibosha Ruzic appeared on the screen. From his first words, I understood what a great investigator the law enforcement agencies of Serbia lost by sending this golden man into retirement. I must say that the Serbs are the most inhibited of the Slavs. Slavic Balts! While Neibosha was pronouncing the first phrase, I destroyed the plate of cucumbers and set to work on the second, but with soaked apples (I have wonderful pickled apples, the recipe is usual, but for 60 liters, I add three liters of honey to the barrel and Antonovka becomes the food of the gods).

New Year's verse from the Serbian prosecutor, which he dug up in the archive of the 17th century !!!

Lep and Dobar DEDA Mraz

Ima lean for us.

"KhvAla, molim," - BUDI pAzhљiv

And on a pitaњa sleep!

Unclear?

Beginning tips.

"Whisper!" - said Tsar Ivan Vasilyevich in the famous film. “LepOta,” they say in Serbia. Lep pass is a beautiful dog. Lepa's wife is a beautiful woman. LEPO TIME - good (beautiful) weather. So what is our Santa Claus? - right, handsome.

DObar koњ is a good horse. Dobra kњiga is a good book. Goodness is a good question. And our Santa Claus? He is also good, kind.

Is “pitaњe” = a question? Not food or food? No, I am not confusing anything. Try to build another line of associations - testing, a searching look and even … torture. Here is the word "pitage" - from this family, it means "question". What, good fellow, are you trying to do it, or are you cheating on it?

Bow … Apparently, once they gave a gift and bowed - the gift was made from the heart. And they did not just bow to each other, but sincere greetings with a valuable gift. So, a bow is a gift.

Praise - thank you, Molim - please (or, as they often say now - contact us, welcome another time). This is the alphabet of Serbian politeness.

Serbian pAzhљiv, Russian polite - very consonant, only the word “pAzhљiv” contains not formal, but just informal attention and care. PAjњa = care, attention.

SnalAzhiv … wherever you climb, wherever you stray - find yourself, be resourceful. SnalAzhљiv = resourceful … Let Morash be snalAzhљiv! - Be resourceful, you have to be resourceful!

My God, what a complicated and foreign language for the Russian ear !!! You can't figure it out without crayfish and vodka. By the way, vodka and Belarusian bison will also not interfere: after an hour of the feast, all fraternal peoples will express their thoughts in four "foreign" languages at once. It's not stuffed fish to choke on and confuse Yiddish with Hebrew, here is a rookery and a generic umbilical cord.

Ay, thank you, dear man, that's just a shame that the Serbian grandfather turned out to be older than the Russian, because we are taught that he appeared in Russia only at the end of the 19th century.

And here is a Serb with his rhyme from the 17th century. Would you see this happy face, they say, how I made you, a Great Russian?

You are naughty, brother, your shish is weak against Russian horseradish! Vaughn plays the city of Kostroma on Skype. As Andrei Bocharov felt, my weakness, the prosecutor's office investigator and Neiboshi's colleague on the procedural code.

The beard and hair are thick, gray, and silvery. The symbolic meaning is power, happiness, prosperity and wealth.

The shirt and trousers are white, linen, decorated with white geometric patterns - a symbol of purity.

Fur coat - long, embroidered with silver (eight-pointed stars, jibs, another traditional ornament), trimmed with swan down or white fur.

The hat is embroidered with silver and pearls. Trim with swan down or white fur.

Mittens - embroidered with silver - a symbol of purity and holiness of everything that he gives from his hands.

Belt - white with an ornament - a symbol of the connection between ancestors and descendants.

Boots - embroidered with silver.

The staff is twisted, silvery-white.

Interesting reader, I see only one, in front of me is the Russian tsar in his everyday attire and with a staff, or did you also see it? Wonderful things! Three kings at once and the fourth is their father!

Wait, restless, Belarus, in the person of Sergei Popov, the KGB's important investigator, has turned on. Well, now hold on, grandfather!

My guesses are correct, Belarusian Santa Claus, wears exclusively white robes and a Monomakh hat. He is the king, do not go to the fortune-teller. Moreover, all Slavs have known for a long time, except for Russian, where it appeared in the 19th century. Everything is simple: the Romanov rule banned it as a memory of ancient Russia, with which the usurpers of the power of the Russian-Horde tsars, the Romanovs, fought in every way. It was this memory that interfered with their legend about the right to the Russian throne. We carefully examined the descriptions of all the clothes of Santa Claus that Serbs, Little Russians, Russians and Belorussians, Macedonians have. Yes, these are the clothes of the tsar and this is indicated, apart from other circumstantial evidence, direct evidence: the presence of the tsar's belt, which in the pre-Romanov reign girded the tsar, which was a mandatory step at the coronation. By the way, the same thing happened in Byzantium. The belt itself is also interesting. Its ornament has not changed for centuries. We found pre-revolutionary photographs of the belt. On all of them the sayings of the Psalter are written in the form of Arabic arabesques. That's the ornament!

Now these photos are being dealt with, but one thing can be said - the value of the belt during the coronation is great and meant the connection between the king and his ancestors. Well, and who were the ancestors of the Russian tsars, read in other miniatures.

Comparing the received operational information, the investigation put forward a version that it is necessary to look in the Russian history of the tsar, who established the celebration of the New Year on March 1. What the devil is not joking, and suddenly there is information about him, as about the reformer Peter.

The first break in the naturally established order of life of the ancient Russian tribes can be attributed to the introduction in the X century into his worldview of Christian ideology, or, more simply, the Baptism of Rus. Together with Christianity, the Julian calendar was adopted, which was used in Byzantium. New chronology, began to lead from the creation of the world, and its new year began on the first of March.

In the Old Russian state, the calendar was known under the name "Peaceful circle", "Church circle", indict and "Great indiction".

In Russia, there were several different calendar styles associated with the fact that the Byzantine calendar counted the year from September 1, and the Eastern Slavs, when adopting Christianity, preserved the ancient beginning of the year in March.

Chronology that uses the Byzantine start of the year is called the September style. The chronology in which the year begins in March of the following year (that is, six months later than the Byzantine beginning of the year) is called the March style. The chronology using the March year, which begins six months earlier than the Byzantine, is called Ultramart. Until the beginning of the XII century, the March style prevailed in Russia, and in the XII-XIII centuries the Ultramart style began to be widely used. Since 1492, the September year became predominant, supplanting both of the March ones.

We found a person who introduced the Julian calendar in Russia, and at the end of his life accepted the schema. Without going into details, I will name this Russian Tsar and Grand Duke, who for the first time in the history of Russia united the ecclesiastical and secular authorities in his person, who wore a black robe at the end of his life.

Ivan Kalita, prince-caliph, ruler-priest, king of the Russian Land! The man who founded in Italy a city of his own name, for which he is known in the Russian army-horde Batu or Batya Khan. This city is now known as the Vatican and was founded as the western capital of the Russian tsars and the western spiritual center of Christianity. What is there now has nothing to do with Christianity. This is Judaism veiled under it. One of the sects of Jews who accept the teachings of Christ in a perverted form. This is a symbiosis of Khazar Judaism and Christianity. It was this Russian tsar who adopted the Ultramart Julian calendar in Russia, as the most adapted to the way of life in Russia.

Tsar Ivan had four sons. The eldest of them, Simeon the Proud, left to rule in the Vatican, left few memories to his father and in Russia. I wrote about him and his father. Look in my thumbnails. Known in the west as the White Pope. According to legend, he is terribly proud and power-hungry. He brought vassal Europe into complete submission and punished mercilessly for the slightest offense. All the data of historians about him, complete fiction and he was buried in Crete.

The middle son of Ivan Kalita is Daniil Ivanovich. Little is known about him, but one thing is certain - he ruled Blue Russia. This was the name of the principalities of Serpukhov and Borovskoe. It is only known that he died early, and his patrimony passed to his fourth son, Andrei Ivanovich.

But of the other three, Tsar Ivan Ivanovich Krasny is best known.

It was he who continued the work of his father and established a calendar throughout Russia, which operated at the daddy in the Vatican.

Meet the reader - Santa Claus Red Nose, the youngest of three brothers, who comes for the New Year. Tsar of the Russian Land Ivan Ivanovich Red!

Well, now, listen, what was the name of each of these three tsars in the family (we do not count Andrei Ivanovich).

Simeon was called Snow (isn't that why his nose was white?), Daniel was Begging, and Ivan was Sekoy.

Now look at the names of the winter months among the Slavs: December-Snezhen, January-Prosinets, and February-Szechen. Are such children's names given by the months of birth? Do you know the reader that in ancient Russia the birth of children was prescribed precisely in the spring? With the beginning of the New Year in March-April-May, when nature flourished. By the way, most Russian princes celebrate winter and spring birthdays. True, Ivan was born on March 30, but his brother Andrei in February. It seems that after Daniel's death his nickname became somehow Ivan's nickname.

There is an interesting decree from this King. He orders to reward his citizens with gifts for the New Year and to rejoice at the arrival of the New Year. As for me, there would be more such kings.

OK it's all over Now. How many times have I filed files and sent them to state bureaucratic instances. Some gathered dust for years, others appeared in court in a matter of days. The course of these processes is still not clear to me. However, I guess a lot, the same human factor, the same self-interest. Envy and other vices. But now I feel satisfaction from my work and the work of the virtual OSG. We showed the world the King of Peas, King Berendey, and now we have brought Santa Claus into the beams of the searchlights.

The Frost Blue nose cools the lazy, they have a blue nose in the frost, and the Frost Red nose warms up the hardworking - in the frost such cheeks burn.

Well, and Frost White nose does not spare anyone. If someone meets him, he is unlikely to return home alive. So this is the fate. Death White nose freezes. Frost The white nose is rarely mentioned in folklore. He is very harsh for children's fairy tales. Death-Marena is his companion, not his granddaughter-Snow Maiden.

But his other two brothers - Frost Blue Nose and Frost Red Nose - are frequent guests in folk tales and songs!

My dear reader!

So our last year with you ends. The year in which we pinned our hopes, aspirations, desires. Something happened, something not.

Another thing is important, we lived it and it became an epic.

You read this miniature and learned a lot. Perhaps what has been said does not correspond to your idea of Santa Claus. It doesn't matter, because he is still a fabulous character, which means that everyone sees him in his own way.

However, I want to ask you one thing: continue to believe in Santa Claus and do not tell your grandchildren about what you now know. Let them stay longer in the Russian fairy tale, and let your childhood never end. Look at the snow through the eyes of a child, three your nose is red, put on a red fur coat, felt boots and throw a bag with gifts on your back. May the morning awakening of your little children be filled with happiness and joy, and the crunch of candy wrappers will remind you of a distant childhood, when you could still enjoy an ordinary candy hanging on a Christmas tree like an incredible miracle. Remember the time when the skates found under the tree were dearer to you than your values today. For the joy of the child, shoot a firecracker and clap your hands with your child heartily, for his hard work, memorizing a rhyme about Santa Claus. He deserves it, if only because these rhymes, oh, how difficult are given in childhood.

Guys, we are all potential Santa Clauses and it depends on us whether the fairy tale of our family will come true.

As much as I do not like grandmothers, Santa Claus is still better.

A Feast in Winter

Among the snow and transparent ice floes, The painted tower rose.

Bloody glows ruby.

Smoke billows above him.

High porch with a canopy

Skate with a carved head

Looks beyond the sleepy forest

And protects his peace.

The frozen dwelling creaks

Frost in silver on the windows.

The wind whistles in the stove taps….

Everything is as it should be in December.

There are painted koshes, The shafts are directed upward.

They have stirrup girths.

Harness the edge of the moon.

In stalls, covered with a blanket, Oryol stat trotters

Freezing ice like green fodder

They chew from the mowing by the river.

Magic light flickers in the windows

Mica is covered with carvings

Frosty air - a healing spirit

Buzzing over a chilled pipe.

The courtyard man carries supplies

From the immense storerooms.

Jam, apples, sausages….

The barrels are rolled with a herd of intoxicated.

The girl took the embroidery frame in her hands

And in a flash of snowflakes a round dance

Buried in prophetic mirrors

Black eyebrows smooth stroke.

Benches along the walls and a table set.

Gourmets settled down behind him.

Among the dishes and cups poured with ice, Blizzards and snowstorms are walking.

Master in the throne of lapis lazuli.

With a gray shaggy beard, In a caftan embroidered with stars, In a fur coat, expensive.

The voice of the lord rumbles

And the rings are playing with stones

Light emitting many-sided

The table cup is raised.

The guests and the squad are feasting

Frost crackles over the feast.

By the chilled fireplace

The hummock collapsed, sparkling.

They commanded to dance the blizzards

And a terrible, intoxicating storm

Crazy snows whirled, Squatting down the dance floor.

Fooling around, buffoons are jumping.

The court jester is in a drunken frenzy.

Dwarfs, witches, gnomes, crumbs, They laugh in a crowd in front of the Sultan.

The connecting rod bear steals peas

And dances "lady" easily

And the Month grieves on a chain

The Month is waiting for its hour.

A merry feast is buzzing

A free feast rustles like a mountain

Boyar and fellow self-will

Cold water is added.

Initial people crave gifts

From the loud king:

Ranks, boyars, gold, yarn, In the first decade of January.

Monarch with a sleek hand

Throws stars into the bright hall

And behind a gold coin

The hunchback Karlushka ran.

Oval end table

They carried it from the tsar's pens.

The disgraced drank it to the bottom

And they carried away by the arms.

Kid with a red shirt

Stingy and reliable in words.

Swung his ax over the chopping block

And the head rolled.

The place of the disgraced is empty.

For the sake of the mint people, Honor by honor is brought to the king

Under the arms of the bar, the governor.

The master kisses the king's hand, Frozen bearded man.

And by the grace of the king, boyar, With joy he set off at a gallop.

Great fun reigns

To a feast at the half-god.

Guests celebrate housewarming

The frozen palace.

What kind of riotous hilarity?

Who is the Great Prince at the table?

To whom a cruel hangover

Is this strange house cooking !?

To whom are evil blizzards obedient?

Whom are the storms trusting?

Who are the subordinate districts

Are yasak carrying suitcases?

Poems are not talkative prose.

I wish everyone knew!

Running errands for Frost, The reader has visited!