I’ll start my story with the fact that I’m a girl, and my hobby is searching for antiquities. Many people don’t understand me, but these people simply didn’t experience what I experience from my hobby: the joy of discoveries, fresh air and always certain adventures.
I became interested in searching relatively recently, after I came across Evgeniy Khrustalev’s channel on YouTube. After his video, it is simply impossible to remain indifferent to this hobby.
I have not yet purchased my own metal detector due to financial difficulties, but as a girl, my friend, who purchased it only for the purpose of detecting metal, cannot refuse to rent the device. And once again, having borrowed a metal detector from my friend, I went to do my favorite thing. So far I have not had any field searches. I am looking on the outskirts of my village, fortunately it was founded in 1820. This time I decided to walk through the places where quite good houses had previously stood, but in the early 2000s the owners began to dismantle them and leave our village, since we had no work and the village was going to collapse. I wandered along an abandoned street for a long time until I heard the treasured signal, I began to dig up the ground and came across boards, apparently they were floors. I tried to lift them with a shovel, since they were half rotten, but since I am a fragile girl, I did not have the strength to do this. I had to go home for help from my older brother. After grumbling a little about distracting him from important matters, he took a crowbar and lazily wandered after me, where I was already flying impatiently. Arriving at the place, the brother used a crowbar to break part of the board and the sound of breaking glass was heard. Having sat down, I had already scattered the fragments of boards to the sides, I saw a liter jar broken into smithereens, the neck with a rusted lid was lying separately, and in it, apparently, a hole had been made with a knife, and all this was mixed with a bunch of Soviet coins and paper banknotes. I rushed to hug my brother with joy. Having carefully collected all the coins, we went home.
At home, having examined my finds, I counted 50 coins in denominations from 10 kopecks to the ruble since 1961. to 1980, and among them are two anniversary rubles, one with the image of V.I. Lenin, and the second in honor of the Olympic Games in Moscow, as well as several paper copies.
It turned out that the find I found was someone’s piggy bank, which was destined to be opened by me.
Sent by Natalya
