Shopping Bags Now and Then, or My Memory About Setka-Avos'ka.
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It’s like when you smell some fragrance, your memory immediately serves you with a situation from your past, where you smelt the same smell. Or you see some thing or item that reminds you of your previous experience…. Or, as it happened with the shopping bags in my local County Market grocery shop, it gave me a chain of associations.
Sometimes you think, how come that people don’t feel the coming tornado in a sudden smell of rain. Little hints can give you far leading warnings if you have stuff to compare with. There is a saying that we learn from our mistakes. There is a better saying that we should learn from somebody else’s mistakes. Why do we act sometimes and don’t think that the same actions didn’t work right for somebody previously? Why do we have to go the same way as somebody else went and didn’t succeed? Do we really have to err where we can just use someone else’s example? Do we need a tornado come and ruin the house to understand that the green skies gave us a clear hint beforehand?
Okay, may be enough of philosophizing and back to our shopping bags. My favorite convenient reliable paper shopping bags with strong handles became handless.
What is next? Here comes my flash-back.
“Setka-avos’ka” is a reality of socialistic times. It is a knitted “shopping” capacity to transport products. People went shopping with their own “setka”. The convenience of it consisted in its compact manner, one could carry it in a pocket (crumpled in a lump, so to say) and take it out when a lucky chance comes. Under “lucky chance” I mean the situation when a grocery shop (or a shoe shop, or a clothes shop) puts out for selling SOMETHING! And you get into a line and have in your pocket a capacity to carry the product! In those happy socialistic times, when there were no rich people (what a comfort for envious!) there was one thing in abundance and the thing was “deficit”. It was a name for products, any products from meat and cheese to shoes and boots, to kids clothes. Apart from regular scarce set of essentials you wouldn’t find much variety on the counters. And if yes, chance is that you would get it wrapped in a harsh brown paper, another reality of a socialistic service.
Setka-avos’ka was just the right thing for shopping needs, because you wouldn't like to carry everything in your hands, right? You were not getting any bags in the soviet shops, oh no.
“Setka” means “small net”. “Avos’ka” derives from an untranslatable Russian word “avos”, approximately meaning “perhaps”, “let’s hope”, “on the off-chance"
You can make your own shopping bags if you are into it. Important is that you yourself chose to make them, not because you have to!
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Vladimir, sure you remember those shopping nets, don't you?
mostbag, thank you for the link. I will check it for sure.
Actually, my hub was meant to carry a wider meaning, I might even say, it had some political hints.
Another interesting hub--setkas are ingenious--like our modern version of expandable bags. I hear your voice and love the descriptions you use to describe a time of need and how setkas represent a sense of hopefulness.
I can imagine the smile on the faces of those who go home with their setkas full of stuff.
I've been seeing those net bags around lately - let's hope they aren't the same as a 'green sky'. Nice hub ReuVera!
Angeline, hi, nice to hear from you, my friend! I remember as a guilt the happiest face of my three-year-old son when a neighbor gave him a Russian honey cookie (pryanik). We waited in a line for an hour to buy those cookies and they ran out of them just in front of our turn. My son was sobbing in my hands from ruined anticipations. He was not hungry by any means, we never were, it was just that we lacked something extra from the sense of freedom of choices. My neighbor was lucky to get two pounds(they wouldn't let you buy more)of honey pryaniks wrapped in brown paper sack in her "setka"; she shared a pryanik and my kid was soooo happy! This situation was one of the last straws that formed my decision to emigrate. Life in general gives us enough challenges to deal with, we don't want to face the government created hardships to struggle through in order just to survive.
Madame X, thank you for your comment. I strongly hope they are not! There is a difference between "we use them because we chose to" and "because we have no other choice".














Vladimir Uhri says:
5 months ago
Wow, you stired my memory.