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NEWSLETTER
(No. 2/2006
– February 2006)
Editor: Fran Bock
A Trip to Volkovskby Emma Tait Background I live in Getting There and Getting Around To get into I flew to General Observations There are very few
places to eat, let alone have a meal.
Apart from the hotel, I saw no other restaurant, although there were
some places for snacks. However,
there were lots of drinking opportunities – and quite a lot of alcohol
drinking on the streets, especially in As a tourist, one is not
aware of Belarus being a Soviet-style dictatorship, Uniformed police were not in great evidence
(I saw more in Vilnius) and although conscription is mandatory for young men,
I did not see more than a couple of soldiers.
It felt a safe place to be in.
There are few advertising billboards, but fair amount of graffiti
(‘tags’ rather than slogans) Mobile phones were much
in evidence, mainly used by the young.
People dressed in a variety of styles – smart, casual and
poor. Many wore stylish shoes. I subsequently learnt that it is important
to Belarusians to look good, and people spend quite
a lot of their income on clothes. The Jewish Dimension
The
Synagogue in In the small town of One of the very few
buildings that remains from before the war, when the
Lufftwaffe used the town for bombing practice, is
marked as having been built in 1932.
Then it was a Jewish bakery. A local inhabitant, born
in 1943, showed me a low wall, at the back of the pavement, near the central
square and market, behind which was a garden and house. The wall had been the back of the Jewish
cemetery. Around the corner was a
piece of open waste ground, overlooked by a railway line, and with a few other
buildings on the perimeter. There were
overgrown graves and no upstanding headstones. I was told most of the headstones had been
used for road building. There were two
broken/smashed mausoleums that had been used as a fireplace with bottles and
rubbish on a tomb stone.
Smashed
mausoleum in Volkovsk Jewish Cemetery Goats were wandering
about feeding, and blackbirds helping themselves. There was Hebrew/Yiddish script on some
stones but many were badly worn.
The Volkovsk
history museum might acknowledge its Jewish past but it was closed on the day
I went as the town was in the middle of celebrating being founded 1,000 years
ago. The nearby
All the houses were
wooden within small plots of land in which some grew vegetables, e.g. pumpkins, others
had a summer/cook house, an outside toilet, well/pump or store of timber.
Well outside
Pieski House Yet many houses had a TV
aerial attached, so presumably there is electricity. There was a wooden mill,
white as a result of being painted with lime to protect it from mildew; but
what might have been a waterfall is now a pretty stagnant stream. There was a smelly general food store. Villagers looked out to check the
strangers; stray dogs also looked wary.
My impression was that the village had been livelier in the
1880’s when my great great grandfather had
run a tavern there. We got directions to the
Jewish cemetery from an elderly local man.
Between a couple of house, there was an
opening to a very large field, and mound near the entrance. Nearby, we saw part of a grave headstone
with Hebrew/Yiddish engraved. The area
looked even more neglected than Volkovsk. Too depressing to wander around the field
that appeared to have so little exposed.
I had been in the heart
of the Jewish Pale. There was little
remaining of that time. The existence
of Jews in that area seems best acknowledged and recognised
in the history books – certainly not in the places where they had
lived. However, I did learn from my interpreter that my great grandfather’s name of Shif was more likely to have been Shifron; and my great grandmothers’ would have been Leven rather than Lev. Emma Tait Copyright © 2006 |
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