Academic life in Minsk was busy. We were doing well in exams. I have letters written to the Gulag to father. He saved few. I carried these letters as well as mothers letters to father all the way from Gulag to Tashkent, to Krakow and finally New York. These letters were written in 1940 to June 1941.
In Minsk, we found two friends from Lida. A fellow
student from
Gymnasium, Calka Orzechowski, and a young woman from Wilno, Bunia.
Bunia
was a seamstress. Before the 1939 war begun, Bunia was our family
seamstress.
The seamstress, at that time, was hired for a week or longer to work in
the customer’s home. Bunia’s family lived in Vilna.
Her father and her
brother were employed in a factory, producing the radios
“ELECTRIT”. When
the Soviets left Vilna, they dismantled the factory and took along all
the important equipment, the material and the specialists in the field
of production. These workers were given special privileges in
Minsk.
They were provided with good housing and were able to shop in a special
store, where only the privileged were allowed to shop. These special
stores
had more and better articles, and were closed to outsiders. Each large
factory had this kind of store. Salaries in the Soviet Union were low
and
not enough to feed and to dress a family. The incentive to work in a
factory
was the possibility to buy food and clothing in the special stores.
Years
later, in Tashkent, father got a position as doctor in a factory, and
it
helped us tremendously. Bunia was not much older than I was.
She
visited us in the dormitory and we became friends. We wrote letters to
father often. It was, however, an agreement that he did not write to
us,
only to mother. We did not want anyone to know that Father was in a
Gulag
as a political prisoner. The family of a political prisoner was always
in danger of persecution. Mother was right to get us out from Lida. In
Minsk our life was the normal life of a student in the Soviet Union.
The
University was free and we were getting a small stipend. We were, also,
able to have meals in the cafeteria. If one can call this a stable,
normal
life, it was as long as it lasted. Mother received a permit to visit
father
in the Gulag. It was a big accomplishment. She was supposed to be in
Minsk
on June 26. She never made it.