

My grandma is half-russian half German, but never had the chance to grow up in the Ussr. She was born in Poland in 1933. Its a very complex history, and just that you know my grandma is a commie too. Her half-sister did though. So I do think about it a lot not just because of my Marxists affinity but also because of the family history that still is very much uncertain.
Also my mother (grandmas daughter) grew up right next to the GDR, they also watched a lot of GDR TV Illegally. When I moved to Belgium (we had to leave Germany due to poverty and neo-Nazi attacks on us, im half Italian). I ended up having teachers from the former soviet union even former Olympians. All of them were kind to me, in comparison to my elitist German teachers who only cared about those Germans who’s grandparents/great-grandparents were actual nazis
So I think about it the soviet union in a historical, a Marxist and a sort of family related sense, and hopefully imagine how our lives could have been better if my grandmother and mother had the same chances as her sister and cousins/nephews did.


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