remains of soviet life

My Scholarship entry - A 'place' I have visited

KYRGYZSTAN | Friday, 11 January 2013 | Views [500] | View Larger Image

My grandfather sleeping. Every time I enter a silent room where my grandfather is sleeping, my heart misses a beat, and I bend closer to check if he is still breathing. I can only be peaceful when he resumes is reassuring snore.

My grandmother prepares everything in bulk, in this image the winter supply of handmade noodles is in progress. She spends a day and 44 eggs to make enough of a pasta stockpile to last all winter. She has a true squirrel nature, and the basement is stocked with enough preserves, pickled watermelon, compotes and other produce to last at least 6 years. When she kills a chicken, she automatically places it at the back of the freezer for later, and instead chooses an elderly specimen, which has been in frozen for a long time. On one of my first visits, I discovered a chicken that had been in the freezer for 5 years.

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My Scholarship entry - A 'place' I have visited

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