Oksy tell me about the Ukraine. That's one of the promise land to me.
I really don't know much other than what I grew up learning and I've never properly been there as an adult. My family has a bit of a rough history with that place so it was never somewhere my mother wanted to go to and I always wanted to wait until I had children so we could experience it together.
My grandparents left in the late '30s because all of their German friends were basically being slaughtered in the Ukraine. I'd have to go read up on it again but I'm pretty sure it was the poor Russians and Ukrainians being resentful of any Germans who had created wealth so they just started to massacre them. My grandparents told me some really sick shit about it all.
And even though my family isn't German, they were still considered "kulak" which basically means wealthy in Ukrainian because they owned quite a bit of property and spoke out on behalf of their German friends. So although they weren't targeted for execution, they were given a really hard time for not agreeing with what was going on.
So then the government started a famine by ruining and stealing crops and finally the Ukrainians started to pull German kids from their families to give to other families who wanted them even though those families couldn't even feed the kids, and they'd ship the parents off on boat trips in the ocean to basically die. They came after the kids of one of my grandparent's friends and another of their friend's was raped pretty badly and left to die so my grandparents said fuck it, bribed to get their German friends with kids "deported" in their care and bought their way into Canada for all of them. They picked my hometown because at that time it was divided into two smaller towns and one of the names had the Anglo name of one of the Germans in it. So that's how we all ended up in that shithole.
That's all I know really. My mom said my grandparents rarely talked about it until grandkids started to appear on the scene and that's when they started to open up more and really pushed us to go to Ukrainian school and learn about the culture. For some reason the stuff that happened in the Ukraine and Russia at that time aren't really focused on in history, I guess because WW2 started soon after, but hundreds of thousands of Germans were slaughtered. And my grandparents were always really embarrassed to be Ukrainian until they became too old to care any more. My aunt said that they always felt guilty that they only could help their friends with kids get out because realistically the ones who stayed in the Ukraine most likely died. So it's all just a bit of a mess. I go through phases where I try to learn more about it but now that my mom's passed away too it's hard to piece things together from my family's place in it all.
But I will definitely take my son there when he's old enough to understand and we'll go see where my grandparents lived. I want to give him some perspective for when he's learning about the Holocaust in school so he knows that Germans were also persecuted during that time in history in as well. You never hear much about that.