If I were Russian… Essay from the winner of the Scholarship!
I’d come straight to the point because Russians don’t like to beat around the bush and don’t like empty and meaningless words. I would only talk if I really cared and I’d stop doing small talk all the time.
I’d try to look as pretty as most Russian women – even though that’s not an easy task. Anyway, they are so breathtakingly feminine in any season of the year that I would definitely give it a try!
I’d have a serious look on my face. Russia seems to be an extremely serious nation. It is rare to see a person smiling in the street or on public transport. Russians might look depressed and unhappy but that is definitely not the case. It’s just that they keep their feelings to themselves as part of their privacy. When with friends and family I’d be warm and affectionate like a real Russian.
I’d end up being somewhat superstitious. If I were a Russian woman, I would read horoscopes, listen to fortune tellers and interpret my dreams. There are so many superstitions in Russian culture that it would be impossible not to believe in them.
I’d love soup even more and would eat it twice a day. Soup – be it Borsch (beetroot and beef soup), Shchi (cabbage soup) or sour Shchi (with sauerkraut instead of cabbage), Solyanka (spicy soup made from pickled cucumbers and either beef or fish), Okroshka (cold soup for hot summer days made of raw vegetables and kvass) plays an important role in Russian cuisine. The recipes have been passed on from generation to generation. I’d always eat soup as a first course – no matter if at home or in a restaurant.
I’d often eat pancakes with almost everything. Nothing is more delicious than Russian blini and I’d eat them all the time with almost everything on them: different kinds of jam, sour cream, honey, butter, fish, cheese, mince, and caviar. And during the Russians pancake week Maslenitsa I’d have different pancakes literally every day.
I’d break my coffee habit and drink a lot of tea instead. I’d have a samovar and have tea at any time of the day. I’d drink it without milk but sweet with sugar, honey or homemade jam in it.
I’d be very hospitable. I’d treat my guests like kings and offer them the very best.
I’d always take off my shoes when entering a house. Russians wouldn’t possibly walk into a house without taking their shoes off.
I’d be on my dacha as often and much as possible. I’d love to spend time on my dacha – a country-side house with a small piece of land. Of course not to chill but to work because a dacha is no place for laziness or relaxation. I’d work in the garden, plant vegetables, pick apples and berries, make jam and keep my dacha cozy and clean.