When we arrived here and walked into our rental apartment, we found what seemed like hundreds of these boxes stacked everywhere, just waiting for us.
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When we arrived here and walked into our rental apartment, we found what seemed like hundreds of these boxes stacked everywhere, just waiting for us.
I was the little parcel on the way, but we don’t know for sure whether I was conceived in Russia or in Austria.
We were the refuseniks. Then one day we got the official letter with our permission, but we had to leave within 2 weeks.
I remember asking my parents whether I could pack a suitcase full of toys...
So we started our life here with furniture from the garbage, but we had pots and pans, fine china, and every imaginable kitchen utensil!
These pots! Imagine, having to haul these heavy pots with us on the plane!
It reminds me of the weekends I spent with my grandparents in their Moscow apartment and how we’d have tea from it every morning.
Really, we are a new generation of immigrants. The earlier waves are the true immigrants. They knew they were never going back.
