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Letters from
Poland

Poland will forever remain my second home.

It sheltered us in the first months after Russia's full-scale invasion.

We lived there for 3 months, and it was a small, precious life of rebuilding, warmed by the love of our Polish family, marked by tears and filled with whispered plans on how to carry on...

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Eyes: The Mirror of Tragedy

If you’ve survived a great tragedy, people will always look at you in a special way. Mostly, they’ll see you as a victim...

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Two weeks in Polish school

My mom and I were endlessly scrolling through the news and sobbing. Sometimes swearing and crying...

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PESEL. Part 1

I thought about how each action and word we choose today becomes part of a larger picture of the trial ...

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PESEL. Part 2

I had a folder containing the names of 300 people, and I was heading to an unfamiliar address along foreign streets in a country ...

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Children in a War Emigration

Platon, already dressed and standing by the door, suddenly collapsed to the floor, screaming as he tore off his sneakers.

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Children in a War Emigration. Part 2

All I knew was that he didn’t speak Polish or English and that when he’s nervous, he’s impulsive and could end up in trouble.

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