“Love her in love, in labour, and in fight, As if she were a song at heaven’s portal… Love her with all your heart and all your might, And with her glory we shall be immortal.” – From the poem Love Ukraine by Volodymyr Sosiura (1944)
1938, a young soldier photographed in a photo studio with, likely, his sisters or maybe his sister and fiancee. What is the story of this photo? Is he being enlisted now to go to war? Is he back on holiday or perhaps he has just returned from war? The two ladies seem to be proud of the young man. He has protected their country, he is the pride of the family.
“The soul is placed in the body like a rough diamond, and must be polished, or the luster of it will never appear.” – Daniel Defoe
“And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything.” – Shakespeare
“My dear mother often told us about the times when she, her younger sister and their mother stayed alone after their father did not return from the war. Young women at the time were supposed to be married early so to ensure their own fortune and the fortune of their family. But Nora, my mother, aspired to go to university and eventually became a doctor. At the same time, my grandma would tell us that Nora remained a strong support at home during her studies too and once she became a doctor she would stay nearby in order to serve their community. This […]
“For a long time this was my favourite photo of our family because it reminded me of the moment it was taken. My mother was holding me tight. I felt safe and protected and could never imagine anything bad happening to me. I wish I could turn back time to feel the warmth of my parents, to be able to play with my brother and sister in our garden again.”
“I grew up in a small town but my aunt promised me that when I turn 16, she would take me to the Opera in Budapest. I couldn’t wait! Aunt Lili was a seamstress and she would get orders from Budapest as well. She knew the latest fashion trends and her studio was a paradise filled with beautiful fabrics. For my 16th birthday, she made this lovely black velvet dress for me to wear at the Opera. My grandson later made this photo of me on his computer and now this lovely dress is waiting for my sweet granddaughter to turn 16 too.”
“I grew up in a small town but my aunt promised me that when I turn 16, she would take me to the Opera in Budapest. I couldn’t wait! Aunt Lili was a seamstress and she would get orders from Budapest as well. She knew the latest fashion trends and her studio was a paradise filled with beautiful fabrics. For my 16th birthday, she made this lovely black velvet dress for me to wear at the Opera. My grandson later made this photo of me on his computer and now this lovely dress is waiting for my sweet granddaughter to turn 16 too.”
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