05.08.2020
History begins in the family: Dialogue of Generations - 2020
International project “History begins in the family: Dialogue of generations” to be launched for the third time.
International project “History begins in the family: Dialogue of generations” to be launched for the third time.
During World War II many families were forced to resettle and head to the West leaving behind all their belongings. It was an exhausting travel in goods wagons. Zofia Mazur was a victim of the process.
I don’t know where my dad went. He wasn’t at home for almost a week. When German soldiers left the village he came back and his friend told him: “Don’t show the dog!” But how to hide a dog, where?!
The story of Stanisław Iwach and his family that travelled all the way to Wysoka, Poland from the Tarnopol voivodship in the Eastern Borderlands. The story is presented by an elderly social activist in his eighties.
A story of Lidia, a daughter, and Natalia, granddaughter about their mother and grand-mother Anna Fokina, who have been forcibly moved to Germany and worked there on a plant as ostarbeiters.
The war began when Nadiia was not even a one year old, but the worst memories are connected with the post-war times, the famine of 1946-1947.
My great-granny didn’t know that in February 1943 her sister Motia, all her family including two children – Slavik and Valia – were killed by the SS officers.
Zofia Listosz was born in 1951, after the end of the war. In the interview, she spoke about the difficult life under the occupation, which her family and her dearest experienced. She also spoke about discovering history.
Mykola Pavlish wrote a story of his life in five school notebooks. His parents found these diaries in the old grandfather’s office. Stories, written by grandfather in his notebooks, are interesting and humanized, containing the information about historical events, specific people’s names and adventures. Such oral stories usually allow you to immerse yourself in not only your family history but also into the history of your homeland. I personally did not know my grandfather, because I was born a year after his death, but my father Oleh Pavlish told me this story.