Moscow

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Grandpa tells war stories. I come twice a week for about 3 hours, to clean the rooms and eat grandmas soup, and every time grandpa tells war stories. Stories of the Great Patriotic War they fight, the time, when he was 11,12. And of cause, he fighted it all alone, a young boy against the great army and of cause Stalin himself congratulated him after his victory.
And every time the story changes a bit, but its ok. Grandma prepares the soup in the small kitchen and laments the new times, all is expensive and bad, and during soviet time they had so much and now so less, and do I want to have more sour cream in the soup?
Of cause they are not really my grandparents but as I see them twice a week I stopped named them by given name and patronymic name and just call them “babushka and dedushka”, as they also stopped to call me by my family name and staret to ay “Gretka”. I don’t like to be named “Gretka”, but if baba and deda do it, its ok, its worse that the other volunteers says “Gretka” or -even worse- “Gretchka”, as “gretchka” is something really ugly to eat. I mean “mannaya kasha” is great, but “gretchnevaya kasha” is really bad. When I arrive at my main work, the orphanage, in the morning, I always get a portion kasha for breakfast and I always hope for mannaya and not gretchnevaya. But of cause, I also have to eat the ugly gretchnevaya as the kids are looking, and I have to say “thank you, very tasty” to the cook as I have to act as a good role model for the kids (and no one asked me if I want to be any role model for anyone). The kids teached me some bad words I am not allowed to say in public, and of cause we did not learn any of these words in school.
My Russian teacher at school was one of the old times, she learned during GDR-time and her art of teaching is still very GDR-like, students that are not participate have to stay in the corridor. She spoke about Leningrad and that se found her first love there, things, 7th grade students are really interested in.
My mom still uses the term “Leningrad” to speak about the “Paris of the East”, and also some of the teachers at university uses this name, even 30 years after the renaming. I would love to go there, the two times I was there I was a bit to young (1992) or it was just for a day (2006 and 2007).
I know my university has a partner university there and I may apply for a summer course but as I already applied for a summer course in Novosibirsk (and that sounds much cooler than Piter) I think I am going to Siberia. Maybe they wont have beautiful palaces there but as it is a few kilometres more away than Piter, and I think I will get some culture there, too. I would also like to go back to Moscow once, but as babushka is dead and dedushka is dead, too, and even the orphanage was moved to an other place it wont be the same as 2006-2007. I was again in Moscow in 2015, for a course at Poushkine institute, and when I went to Vychino I hardly found my way back to our old students hostel, the forrest behind the students hostel went away for brand-new skyscrapers, the open markets went away for shopping malls, even the street dogs went away, where did they went? In the tim of the Voluntary service there were street dogs everywhere, some joined us the way from the metro station till the apartment block, some just lay lazily in the sun, and some were fed by the babushkas around. And now, no more street dogs in Vychino no more babushkas giving them food. Of cause there were babushkas, feeding birds and stray cats.

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Grandpa tells war stories. I come twice a week for about 3 hours, to clean the rooms and eat grandmas soup, and every time grandpa tells war stories. Stories of the Great Patriotic War they fight, the time, when he was 11,12. And of cause, he fighted it all alone, a young boy against the great army and of cause Stalin himself congratulated him after his victory.
And every time the story changes a bit, but its ok. Grandma prepares the soup in the small kitchen and laments the new times, all is expensive and bad, and during soviet time they had so much and now so less, and do I want to have more sour cream in the soup?
Of cause they are not really my grandparents but as I see them twice a week I stopped named them by given name and patronymic name and just call them “babushka and dedushka”, as they also stopped to call me by my family name and staret to ay “Gretka”. I don’t like to be named “Gretka”, but if baba and deda do it, its ok, its worse that the other volunteers says “Gretka” or -even worse- “Gretchka”, as “gretchka” is something really ugly to eat. I mean “mannaya kasha” is great, but “gretchnevaya kasha” is really bad. When I arrive at my main work, the orphanage, in the morning, I always get a portion kasha for breakfast and I always hope for mannaya and not gretchnevaya. But of cause, I also have to eat the ugly gretchnevaya as the kids are looking, and I have to say “thank you, very tasty” to the cook as I have to act as a good role model for the kids (and no one asked me if I want to be any role model for anyone). The kids teached me some bad words I am not allowed to say in public, and of cause we did not learn any of these words in school.
My Russian teacher at school was one of the old times, she learned during GDR-time and her art of teaching is still very GDR-like, students that are not participate have to stay in the corridor. She spoke about Leningrad and that se found her first love there, things, 7th grade students are really interested in.
My mom still uses the term “Leningrad” to speak about the “Paris of the East”, and also some of the teachers at university uses this name, even 30 years after the renaming. I would love to go there, the two times I was there I was a bit to young (1992) or it was just for a day (2006 and 2007).
I know my university has a partner university there and I may apply for a summer course but as I already applied for a summer course in Novosibirsk (and that sounds much cooler than Piter) I think I am going to Siberia. Maybe they wont have beautiful palaces there but as it is a few kilometres more away than Piter, and I think I will get some culture there, too. I would also like to go back to Moscow once, but as babushka is dead and dedushka is dead, too, and even the orphanage was moved to an other place it wont be the same as 2006-2007. I was again in Moscow in 2015, for a course at Poushkine institute, and when I went to Vychino I hardly found my way back to our old students hostel, the forrest behind the students hostel went away for brand-new skyscrapers, the open markets went away for shopping malls, even the street dogs went away, where did they went? In the tim of the Voluntary service there were street dogs everywhere, some joined us the way from the metro station till the apartment block, some just lay lazily in the sun, and some were fed by the babushkas around. And now, no more street dogs in Vychino no more babushkas giving them food. Of cause there were babushkas, feeding birds and stray cats.


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