There he Grandma…

There he Grandma at me – fire! More , the “probable” Seventy-nine years old, alone in the village, all the farm on it does Not believe in God nor in hell, no matter How much we tried to persuade her to move to us – in any! “What, – speaks, – you have to do? To lie on the couch, telewizory to watch, but the gasoline smell!” Here so emphatically described she’s our lifestyle And we are lagging behind But to the village to her trying to get often the Nature, fresh air and countless rustic dishes for every taste in the Evenings, under the dim light of a lamp (“savings should be in everything!”) grandma told stories No stories there was no smell… She told me my life With the horrors of the great Patriotic war… She lived in those years in Volhynia the Pope is Polish, mother is Ukrainian… In 1943 she was only eight years the Content of her stories is not for the faint of heart Is she has seen… I do not dare to pass During the Volyn massacre killed along with other victims of UPA by her mother, father, little brother-twins, two years old… she was saved only because a neighbor, seeing in the village of “they”, caught playing on the streets, and fled with them into the they Returned at , the escaped from the hands of the roar of a neighbor and rushed to your house… it’s Amazing how quietly she now talks about what he saw then: a mother, a father… bloodstained house, little brother on the floor, trampled by the boots… Then the long years of ordeal in communities, houses of contempt… In the end, good Russian nurse, which itself was barely sixteen years old, took the in the Soviet Union, where raised as his own daughter Since grandma and renounced God did not go to Church, not praying, not holding icons of the Mother of my braids pulled when she was baptized in company with a girlfriend “What is he, your Boh? Where is he?” – angrily shouted it to her, slapping the cheeks swinging About my christening and the christening of my daughter, she, of course, not even told, even though lot of time has passed And here’s a Wake-up call – grandma badly, fell ill quite her Neighbor called my mom and We flew to her with all haste, who took a leave of absence, who is released we Went to her house, a neighbor opened – looked at grandma, and I immediately understood that that ALL will Not stand it anymore with this bed were on Duty by turns, She was always strong and tough And death was accepted as well – without complaint, without tears but still trying to command us But here it was and she nearly fainted to lose consciousness Lies , then look – his eyes rolled back, body goes limp This fear down, I can’t tell On the cheeks clap – slowly, as from a deep sleep, wakes up… Once it was my turn to be on duty the was calm, as grandma suddenly woke up, Give me a drink… a Voice so quite it didn’t listen I Went for water, returned, and grandma is unconscious! I have it on the cheeks clapped, and shook, and water squirted in the face – nothing! I loudly roared! The whole family ran! Running around like chickens crazy, and doing that nobody knows “Breathe.” the father shouted we All began to awake, and calling, And then began to tremble eyelashes, made grandma a deep breath and awoke! She looked at us, and as a cry in the voice! And only laments: “o my Lord! Forgive me! Lord!” Only in the , she calmed down, and eyes like she was enlightened, was so shiny she Ordered us to dress her in the best dress which my mother (“Tutovka! For the duster five thousand !”) bought her last birthday we Washed her, dressed Laid on the bed she Called us, and said: – I will not tell you what I this night have seen… I will Say one thing – it is all there… And my mother and father, and Mitka with Heart out there, running around, laughing! And HE Long ago, I waited And waited And will wait for you And I to meet you I’ll be there. do not be afraid, my children There is no fear and love and grace And then… then the evil people do, not him I’m Leaving with a light heart, and forbid you to cry those were her Last words she Died two hours later we still it with the whole family, and my daughter and I this story before, like, grow up…


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