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Thoughts On What’s Happening…

SCOTUS decisions … I do not even want to talk about it. During my escort shift on Saturday, we talked about what happened last week, and the verdict was unanimous: we don’t know what was worse; every day was just new craziness. However, I think that the end of affirmative action is the worst. I don’t know what universities will do. I do not know how in the world these judges could think it was a great idea… How were they thinking?!

… upon returning from Finland, I started to go to the beach each time I worked from home. Same as last summer, it is a most satisfying relaxation, even if for a very short time. Most days, the Park District Day Camp is out there. Each time, I pass a large group of eight-nine-year-olds playing in the sand, splashing in the water, building castles, hugging and piggy-backing, all skin colors mixed – a perfect emblem of Rogers Park. I hope these beach memories will stay with them for the rest of their lives…

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So, the recent events didn’t bring Ukraine back to the front pages… They brought Russia to the focus of attention. Since the start of the war, I have become used to the adverse reaction to the fact that I am Russian. These reactions subsided through the last year, but on Saturday, I had it again: “You are dangerous; what are you guys doing?” I replied to the effect that “it’s them, not us,” because I do not want to be associated with the fight between two evils. Maybe I am not expressing it clearly, but I would be instead blamed for Russian aggression toward Ukraine than the mutiny and what’s not. I am sad that people focus more on Russian internal affairs than the war. 

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We had heavy rain for most of the weekend, but especially today, and our gym flooded again! Less damage that time, but still…

And working on the book – lots of tedious tiny things…

June Books

The Confidant – a book about Anna Marie Rosenberg. Amazing woman and an amazing book; how could I never hear about her?! I loved this review of this book on Goodreads, so I am copying it here instead of writing my own 🙂

Early 20th Century America was a place of change and opportunity. Within the first 50 years, US citizens were a party of industrialisation, the depression, two world wars, and the cold war. What is not so well known is the part Anna Rosenberg, a Jewish-Hungarian immigrant, facilitated and negotiated to help shape the America we know today.

Anna Rosenberg, a 5’3″ pocket rocket, with little more than a high school education, rose to the inner sanctum of the White House during these pivotal years, ‘You don’t have to be like a man to succeed. If you know your stuff, you’ll be alright.’ Anna began as a negotiator between the fast-forming unions of the early 20th Century and capitalist corporates. Her unique sense of mediation, so that both sides could win, as opposed to brute force, won all-around trust. This skill base was leveraged to bring about the greatest mobilisation of troops and factory workers when the US entered WW II – including the negotiation to desegregate and include African Americans. She further pushed for the use of women in the war effort, ‘The morale of the nation depends upon its women.’ Despite being the first person to be awarded the Presidential Medal of Freedom, her credibility was attacked during McCarthyism. Still, throughout this ordeal, she held her head high and stayed true.

‘The Confidante’ not only details the life of this amazing woman. it also offers a robust summary of these transformational years in American history. It is astounding just how pivotal Anna Rosenberg, who is so little recognised today, was. Often stories of inspiring, historical women figures, are about the struggle they suffered in breaking into a ‘man’s world’. Anna’s story is different. Anna only saw advantages to being a woman within her place of work, ‘Men will talk more freely to a woman than to another man, and when men talk freely nine times out of ten misunderstandings vanish’. She ultimately just wanted to be herself and if that meant she could make a difference, then she worked hard at doing so.

Christopher Gorham has done a fantastic job delivering a short history of American politics in the early 20th Century and Anna Rosenberg’s pivotal, and unbelievably integral role within this. ‘The Confidnate’ is both an inspiring and illuminating book, well worth a read for so many reasons.

Moscow Excursion by P.Travers

I have mixed feelings about that book. On the one hand, it seems shallow, like “Look how weird these people are,” without any interest in finding what’s behind that behavior. Sometimes it feels like Travers purposefully wants to mount all this weirdness, making it Kafkian (although it is possible that she didn’t even have to overexaggerate that much.) On the other hand, possibly as a result of that sliding on the surface, she noticed things that were rarely noticed by foreign visitors.
Many details are painfully recognizable to me from my short encounter with the Intourst business, like trying to get out of the way to provide better food for foreigners only to still have it miserable, the lectures about economic achievements, the very bad English of the tour guides, “let’s go” and making sure the tourists are never left unattended. Overall – interesting. I learned something new :). And probably, I shouldn’t have expected an analytical essay. After all, these texts were originally produced as letters to a friend, talking about these “on the surface” impressions.

Without Children

Read it because the author was featured on WBEZ Reset. I think that the topic of normalizing women not having children is one worth discussing. For me, it is obvious that every woman has a right not to want children for whatever reason. It does not matter whether she has a medical condition or she is in a tough financial situation, or she simply does not want children. That’s her right. And I feel annoyed with all these discussions about what economic stimulus should be introduced to convince women to have more babies.

At first, the book sounded promising since it was discussing just that: leave women alone! But then it diverted to “many women take part in raising a child, not only her biological mother,” and went to the point that each woman should contribute to society by helping to raise babies.

Small Home Improvement

Did you ever think that a small rolling desk would be so useful in the kitchen?! Boris was hesitant to get this one (he uses it for work when he needs peace and quiet and the house is occupied by our granddaughters, but I told him if he gets it, I know very well how I am going to use it!

Yes, I know that people these days do everything from their phones, but I still prefer to consult my recipes using a bigger screen!

Artists Of The Wall 2023

There are at least two people I know who can tell the story of the Artists of the Wall annual event better than I do. The only thing I can say is that I love this annual celebration of people’s creativity, and I really really liked a lot of this season’s works.

Last Wednesday, when I visited my mom, I went to see the new paintings, and I think I took pictures of all of them – you can see them here.

And here are some of y favorites:

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ODS

Last night at the Open Door Shelter was one of these, which brought joy and endless satisfaction. When I arrived, two of the residents told me right away that they wanted to cook with me and asked how they could help. Luckily, this time there were several dishes that could be started at the same time, so there were four of us standing around the table and doing something, and three more just standing by and chatting. And one girl said: you know, it reminds me how it was at home when we were all cooking together! And I told her that that’s exactly how it felt for me!

Another girl asked me whether I minded making a TikTok video of us cooking, and I said I do not mind at all, and we had fun filming different stages of the process.

The staff joined us; there were many simple steps that I could delegate to any of the interested parties. It was great to see how in contrast to previous times, most of the youth hurried to package and put away the remaining unused ingredients and clean the cooking surfaces. I almost lost hope I would ever see such an attitude again!

And everybody liked what we made! No, we didn’t sit for a meal together; this is still months apart, even if things will keep going the way they are going now. But we talked! We talked while cooking, and we talked after. I had some really deep and thoughtful conversations, and I hope to keep developing these relationships.

Before I left, I checked how many meatballs were left – not more than a third of what we made, and most of the mashed potatoes were gone, too. I like when people like what I cook!

A girl who already finished eating asked another one, who just started: do you like it? And after hearing “yes,” continued: then say thank you! The second girl looked embarrassed: she didn’t even think about that option 🙂

I left reluctantly at 8 PM, and we made plans for my next visit, and we also decided to try to go to the movies in the park after the holiday.

… and I know very well that one good day does not really mean that everything will be good next time, but I still feel like “the day is not wasted.”

This Week In Chicago

Although I arrived on Saturday and, technically speaking, could attend the Pride Parade, it was not on my mental list, so I ended up not going there. Instead, I tried to catch up with tons of little things and was petty successful with that.

Some Pride in Rogers Park:

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Morning In Helsinki

Just a couple of pictures taken on the way to the ferry in Helsinki – it’s amazing when the sun is so bright at 6 AM!

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When the mutiny in Russia started, I had some hopes. The hopes were that they would be busy killing each other or at least weakening each other, and meanwhile, Ukraine would be able to advance more. Unfortunately, it didn’t happen, meaning they didn’t destroy each other, at least at first glance.

Boris said that at least Ukraine will return to the front pages of the news. To our deepest regrets, it didn’t happen either. Instead, Russia returned to the front pages. I listen to what Biden had said about not interfering, and I understand, but…

Tallinn At Midsummer – The Rest Of The Pictures

Once we discovered the oldest cafe in Tallinn, we stop there each time we visit.

Two kinds of Rhubarb pies and sea buckthorn pie
Vana Tallinn coffe
Round two – Chocalate to go
Marzipan Museum
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Learning English At School

I started the series about an elementary school in the Soviet Union by
stating that across the country, all schools were almost the same in terms of what they taught and how did the schedule look like. However, there was something special about the school I attended – it was a “specialized English school with several subjects taught in English.”
The overall quality of foreign language teaching in the Soviet Union was poor, and Soviet people were notorious for not being able to communicate in any foreign language,
In our school, things were better, although far from perfect.

In all ordinary schools, students started to learn a foreign language in the 5th grade, while we started in the second grade. More importantly, for English lessons, classes of 35 + students were divided into three groups, so we had more interactive instructions.
In the second grade, we had English three times a week (which meant that we had five periods instead of four on these days). At least once a week, we had lessons in “lingo rooms,” where our desks were equipped with headsets to listen to the tapes recorded by the native speakers and practice pronunciation.

I should have my second-grade English notebooks somewhere, but I could not find them, so here are my third-grade ones. We did a lot of writing and reading but also a lot of oral practice, so by the end of the eighth grade, my English was fluent (I lost some during High School and got it back in the 90s when I started interacting with foreigners.

I think that by the fith grade, we had English every

In the upper grades, we used to joke that they were educating us to become spies, and we could not imagine how close to reality these jokes were.

My historical posts are being published in random order. Please refer to the page Hettie’s timeline to find where exactly each post belongs and what was before and after.