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Imi
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Paradoxically, in a country founded on the principles of communist internationalism, our informants continually highlighted individual differences. Equally paradoxically, most of these besieged citizens discovered in this catastrophe that they belonged, indeed, to the "world of nations." [...] This fact suggests a reconsideration of the degree to which Soviet ideology affected human behavior.
From: Conclusion
— Feb 17, 2018 07:51AM
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Imi
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Right now I am keeping a diary, it is a diary of perestroika. But in fifty years this diary will acquire a different meaning. And that's exactly what happened here. Many things that no one attributed any significance to in those days now have acquired great value.
Interview in 1995 with Ol'ga Il'inichna Markhaeva, museum researcher
— Feb 17, 2018 02:42AM
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Interview in 1995 with Ol'ga Il'inichna Markhaeva, museum researcher
Imi
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...one count of indictment in the Leningrad Affair was that Leningrad was collecting a "military arsenal," and that it was being collected at the Museum of the Defense of Leningrad. It's an absurd indictment, but in those days you could claim anything [...] And people believed, or pretended to believe, because of fear. People were afraid.
Interview in 1995 with Ol'ga Il'inichna Markhaeva, museum researcher
— Feb 17, 2018 02:42AM
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Interview in 1995 with Ol'ga Il'inichna Markhaeva, museum researcher
Imi
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Leningrad definitely had to perform it—after all it was the Leningrad Symphony. Well this, of course, took a great deal of work. [...] While they tried to hold of a score, there was a search for musicians. This was already the summer of 1942. They would find out which units the musicians were in and send out a dispatch that so-and-so was needed to perform the Leningrad Symphony.
Kseniia Makianovna Matus
— Feb 16, 2018 09:44AM
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Kseniia Makianovna Matus
Imi
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...in the concert hall there were only the ghosts of listeners, and on the stage the ghosts of performers. Because the men who played the brass instruments couldn't hold them in their hands---they were beginning to freeze. [...] But when [Eliasberg] started to conduct, his hands shook. And I had this feeling that he was a bird that had been shot, and any moment he would plummet.
Kseniia Makianovna Matus
— Feb 16, 2018 09:42AM
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Kseniia Makianovna Matus
Imi
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One day, I remember, I felt worn out, [...] but I went out because someone had to bring water. To walk as far as the Priazhka was unthinkable. And that day there was big snowfall and I collected snow [...] and my aunt decided to make soup out of bread crumbs. And, you know, it turned into such a tragedy for us, it was such a pity, [...] it turned out to be absolutely inedible.
Natal'ia Vladimirovna Stroganova
— Feb 16, 2018 02:56AM
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Natal'ia Vladimirovna Stroganova
Imi
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No one talked about the leaders, and in general, that theme was forbidden. Of course, the people didn't like Zhdanov, because he was a "fat cat," the only fat cat we saw. Our lower-level leaders—Andreev, Popkov, Voznesenkii, whom Stalin had executed (he accused them of wanting to make Leningrad an autonomous city)—they were a little better. Andreev was a very good man.
Ol'ga Nikolaevna Grechina
— Feb 16, 2018 02:06AM
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Ol'ga Nikolaevna Grechina
Imi
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Can I describe everything as it really was?! Probably not. Because ti was nonetheless someone else's grief. [...] But perhaps it is the most valuable thing that I can leave people in memory of that time and of myself. After all, now, already, almost no one living in Leningrad after the war knows or wants to know about the Siege.
From the memoirs of Ol'ga Nikolaevna Grechina
— Feb 15, 2018 11:03PM
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From the memoirs of Ol'ga Nikolaevna Grechina
Imi
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Two or three times per year I would have to give a lecture on the blockade. [...] But I maintained strict self-control of the "veteran reporter." I knew that if the wall within me that held the physical memory of the blockade were to collapse, I could not go on.
From the memoirs of Ol'ga Nikolaevna Grechina
— Feb 15, 2018 10:53PM
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From the memoirs of Ol'ga Nikolaevna Grechina
Imi
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First, he fell to his knees, and then he collapsed onto his back and lay on the pavement. I was terrified. I started to beg the passerby to help get him home, I promised them bread, but the people passed by, unconcerned, not glancing at him.
From the memoirs of Sof'ia Nikolaevna Buriakova
— Feb 15, 2018 10:45PM
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From the memoirs of Sof'ia Nikolaevna Buriakova
Imi
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What played the decisive role was the feeling of civic patriotism, the realization patriotic duty—at the cost of lives and deprivations to defend the freedom and independence of our fatherland.
From the memoirs of Sof'ia Nikolaevna Buriakova
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From the memoirs of Sof'ia Nikolaevna Buriakova
Imi
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Medical personnel did not only have to admit, cure, and look after the wounded, but just as important, they had to keep up [the patients'] morale. To bolster their will to live, to get well.
From the memoirs of Valentina Nikolaevna Gorokhova
— Feb 15, 2018 10:42PM
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From the memoirs of Valentina Nikolaevna Gorokhova
Imi
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Under such conditions—cold, hunger, and darkness—one needed not only to survive, but to work, to accept the arriving wounded, make a diagnosis [...] And there was such an effort, such a recognition of duty, of the necessity of superhuman labor, that no one complained. Everyone knew that our work would return the wounded to action, would help us achieve victory over the enemy.
Valentina Nikolaevna Gorokhova
— Feb 15, 2018 10:37PM
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Valentina Nikolaevna Gorokhova
Imi
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We lived a stone's throw from the Finland Station, and it was precisely via the Filand Station that the evacuation took place. [...] [People] waiting for a long time, sometimes several days, and sometimes they never managed to leave. Or even worse, having squeezed themselves into an overcrowded railway car, they would die there, never having made it even to the "Road of Life.
Vera Vladimirovna Miliutina
— Feb 15, 2018 10:27PM
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Vera Vladimirovna Miliutina
Imi
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"The heroism of our women would have become apparent then only if it had been possible to speak about the cannibalism, [...] about everything we experienced and that killed our souls forever. . . . Now those in Leningrad who survived are considered heroes. But remember how they were persecuted because they would not leave? For some reason it is impossible to tell the whole truth. . . ."
— Feb 14, 2018 11:45PM
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Imi
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This is her point of view: if a person has a dependent, then the latter has a responsibility to die, and if he doesn't die because you share your ration with him, then that is not only stupid, it is a superfluous luxury. [...] For—a young life is needed by the government, but an old one is not.
From the diaries of Vera Sergeevna Kostrovitskaia
— Feb 12, 2018 11:38AM
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From the diaries of Vera Sergeevna Kostrovitskaia
Imi
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The one who could still play lay on his back, he was so thin that you could only measure his length; not his volume. Alongside him on the cot lay his trumpet. Sometimes he would sit up and bring the instrument to his lips. It was the only thing that he could give his comrades in place of heat, fire, and bread.—It was nonetheless courage.
From the diaries of Vera Sergeevna Kostrovitskaia
— Feb 12, 2018 11:36AM
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From the diaries of Vera Sergeevna Kostrovitskaia
