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DATE=3/22/2000
TYPE=BACKGROUND REPORT
TITLE=RUSSIA / ELECTION / LIFE IN SIBERIA
NUMBER=5-45970
BYLINE=EVE CONANT
DATELINE=RAZVEDCHIK, KEMEROVO
CONTENT=
PART THREE IN THREE PART SERIES
VOICED AT:
///  EDS:  THIS IS THE THIRD OF THREE REPORTS FROM 
SIBERIA IN ADVANCE OF RUSSIA'S PRESIDENTIAL ELECTION 
SUNDAY, MARCH 26TH  ///
INTRO:  The Siberian region of Kemerovo (KEM-er-ova) 
is at the heart of Russia's mining industry.  But coal 
mines are closing and living standards have hit an all 
time low.  In the final part of a series about 
Siberia, V-O-A Correspondent Eve Conant visited the 
mining village of Razvedchik where families say they 
have learned to rely on themselves,  not  the Kremlin, 
to survive. 
TEXT:  The village of Razvedchik, which in Russian 
means "spy," is actually named for a team of 
geologists who came here three decades ago to research 
the region's coal deposits.  The Pervomaisky mine 
looms in the distance over the small wooden cottages 
nestled together in this snowy field.  On the other 
side of the village is a deep forest of tall spruce 
and pine trees dusted with snow.
A building near the village store is covered with 
hand-written banners advertising itself as the 
village's voting station.  But the miners, their wives 
and families who live here say they have little hope 
their lives will change much after presidential 
elections March 26th. 
The son of one of those first geologists is 41-year 
old Nikolai Zimini who has worked at the Pervomaiskaya 
mine for almost half his life. 
///  ZIMINI ACT ONE - IN RUSSIAN - FADE UNDER 
TRANSLATION  /// 
      I'll just live, be patient.  In general, we 
      Russians are all patient.  No other country is 
      like this.  They don't pay us for years and 
      we're quiet while other people would be 
      striking.
            /// END ACT ///
Nikolai -- or Kolya as his family calls him -- says he 
and the other miners are afraid to strike because they 
will simply lose their jobs.  Any illusions they once 
had that the Kremlin will come to their aid have long 
since disappeared.
///  ZIMINI ACT TWO - IN RUSSIAN - FADE  UNDER 
TRANSLATION  /// 
      There is so much written in the newspapers -- 
      who we need to vote for, which politicians have 
      sold out, and so on.  No  one cares what the 
      people really think. They just put whomever they 
      want to in power.
            ///  END ACT  /// 
///  OPT  ///   Kolya and his wife Olya live in a 
small two-room cottage.  Inside their kitchen is a 
long trench filled with seedlings.  As soon as the 
snow outside melts -- and it is now more than one-and-
a-half meters deep -- they will plant their garden.
///  OPT  //  ACT HUSBAND AND WIFE TALKING - FADE 
UNDER  /// 
///  OPT  ///   They finish each other's sentences to 
explain that here in Razvedchik, it does  not  matter 
who will be president.  They say, "in the countryside, 
nothing  will change." 
///  OPT  ///   Kolya says he cannot save money, that 
his salary is used up each month on food to feed the 
children and themselves.  He says, "my two boys ask 
for apples and candy -- they want everything but we 
only have kopeks."  
///  OPT  ///   They laugh when asked how much his 
wife Olya earns as a cleaning woman at a nearby 
hospital. 
///  OPT  //  ACT - REACTION AND LAUGHING  ///
///  OPT  ///   The answer is 280 rubles, less than 
ten dollars each month.   ///  END OPT  /// 
   ///  NAT SOUND WALKING IN SNOW - FADE UNDER  ///
The path to neighbor Ludmilla Krupina's house is 
filled so high with snow that a person walks above the 
fences that surround each cottage, the pointy wooden 
tips poking just above the packed, icy snow.
///  OPT  //  ACT - DOGS BARKING / WALKING UP STAIRS 
AND OPENING DOOR  ///  
///  OPT  ///   Ludmilla -- also in her 40's -- walks 
up to her porch and runs her hand above the door frame 
to find her house key.  Kolya and Olya are visiting 
her.  They say they all keep their keys outside, and 
that if anyone tried to rob them they would eventually 
be caught since everyone knows everyone anyway. 
///  OPT  ///   In the windowsills of her wooden 
cottage are more potted seedlings, warming in the sun 
in white plastic cups marked "peppers, Moldovan 
tomatoes, parsley and dill." 
///  OPT  //  KRUPINA ACT ONE - IN RUSSIAN - FADE 
UNDER TRANSLATION  ///  
      We salt and pickle everything from our gardens. 
      We can grow cabbage, carrots and potatoes-this 
      is what we live on.
            ///  END ACT  ///
///  OPT  ///   Everything she serves is homemade.  
One of the many treats here are pine nuts, which 
locals gather in the forest and then roast into 
handfuls of dark brown nuts smelling of spruce.   ///  
END OPT  ///
            ///  SOUND POURING WATER  ///
Ludmilla prepares tea in her kitchen.  She says she 
hopes the elections will bring change and that she 
will vote for Acting President Vladimir Putin.  
///  KRUPINA ACT TWO - IN RUSSIAN - FADE UNDER 
TRANSLATION  ///  
      (Sighs)  We hope Putin will fulfill our wishes, 
      but we're afraid.  This is how we voted for 
      Yeltsin, with our souls and with hope.  But it 
      all turned out so bad.  But I guess we have  no  
      other choice.  Whether or  not  he'll do 
      anything for us I don't know.  Well, so what?  
      If he can't, we'll wait four years for the next 
      elections.  But I won't vote to return to 
      communism.
            ///  END ACT  ///
"We are free now," she says. "But what has changed is 
that we don't expect the government to protect us -- 
we rely on ourselves."  Kolya and Olga, who are 
drinking tea with her, nod in agreement as she 
continues.
///  OPT  //  KRUPINA ACT THREE - IN RUSSIAN - FADE 
UNDER TRANSLATION  ///
      It even seems like we have fewer friends.  
      Before we would have tea and candies and visit 
      each other almost every day.  Now we don't have 
      money for those little things.  It costs money 
      to have guests over, to open our table.  But we 
      won't give up. 
            ///  END ACT  //  END OPT   ///
It is almost 6 o'clock in the evening and Kolya gets 
up to leave for his shift at the coal mine.  He will 
work until three in the morning and then come home to 
sleep.  He throws on his boots, jacket, and fur hat 
and races out the door.  The sun is setting, casting a 
pale pink, pink light over the cottages -- each 
covered in a meter or more of snow.  The coal mine is 
just a short walk away. He says he will work the rest 
of his life there, and expects his two sons to do the 
same.  "No one gets out of here," he says.  (Signed)
NEB/EC/JWH/KL
22-Mar-2000 10:31 AM EDT (22-Mar-2000 1531 UTC)
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Source: Voice of America
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