Anastasia by alessandro

Anastasia

This is my aunt. During World War 2 she was taken away by the Germans to work somewhere in a factory in Czechoslovakia. Like many Slavic girls the Germans sterilised her, so she had no children of her own. But my own brother and I and our cousins and sister felt her love and care. After liberation from German captivity, most of the prisoners could not get home, because they were considered unreliable. My aunt was sent to the Baltics. But from there she managed to get home. Again because being a prisoner of the Germans was considered a stain on her biography, she was not able to get an education.
But in a way she was a little luckier than my grandmother. My grandmother and her 5 children ended up in German-occupied territory. The Germans took away the cow, and after a while they burned down the house, so they had to live in a dugout for a few years.
But neither my aunt nor my grandmother ever lived with hatred towards Germans and other people. They were able to forgive and understood that not all Germans were to blame for their suffering.
A lovely photo of your aunt, and a history being repeated once again unfortunately.
May 9th, 2022  
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