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There are different things you can post on 8th of March as a part of the Womenās day, and there was one that tortured me for years. Iāve never read anything as interesting, powerful, sad and happy all at the same time: women at the Second World War. In this case it might be quite specific - Soviet women, during The Great Patriotic War, as we call it. It sounded interesting at first, but turned into a horrible emotional rollercoaster that haunted me for several years, until today I decided to translate it from Russian.Ā
Here will be quotes from women war veterans, some men too, about their experience. After all, there is not so much information about what it was like to be a woman at war.
āWeāve been driving for days. Went out with the girls at a somewhat station to collect water. Looked around and gasped: one after the other, soldiers were marching: girls only. Singing. Waving at us: with kerchiefs, forage-caps. It became clear: there are not enough men, they are all in the soil. Or captured. Now we were replacing themā¦ Mother wrote me a prayer. I put it into my medallion. Perhaps it helped - I came back home. I was kissing that medallion before each battleā¦ā
āOnce during the night, a whole company was conducting reconnaissance on our regimentās territory. It retreated by dawn, but a moan was heard coming from the neutral line. āDonāt go, theyāll kill youā, the soldiers tried to stop me, āLook, the sun is risingā. I didnāt listen, I crawled there. Found a wounded man, was dragging him back for eight hours, tying his hand to mine with a belt. Dragged him back alive. When the commander found out, he gave me five days of arrest out of spontaneous rage because of my absence without leave. But his deputy reacted differently: āShe deserves a medalā. I was awarded at nineteen, with the Medal of Courage. At nineteen, I turned grey. At nineteen, in my last battle, I got shot at both lungs, with the second bullet going through two of my vertebrae. My legs got paralysedā¦ And I was considered deadā¦At nineteenā¦I have a granddaughter of the same age now. I look at her and canāt believe it. A child!ā
Combat medic Iraida Grekova, Oct 1941 | Š”Š°Š½ŠøŠ½ŃŃŃŃŠŗŃŠ¾Ń ŠŃŠ°ŠøŠ“Š° ŠŃŠµŠŗŠ¾Š²Š°, Š¾ŠŗŃŃŠ±ŃŃ 1941 Š³. by Olga
Via Flickr:
Born 1923, Medals āFor the defense of Moscowā, āFor Courageā. Š”Š°Š½ŠøŠ½ŃŃŃŃŠŗŃŠ¾Ń 6-Š³Š¾ ŃŃŃ. ŠæŠ¾Š»ŠŗŠ°, 4-Š¹ ŠŠ¾ŃŠŗ. ŃŃŃ. Š“ŠøŠ²ŠøŠ·ŠøŠø
Tonightās Parting Thought ā¦
Just breathe.
If youāre struggling tonight or looking for a sign ā this is it!
You donāt have to struggle alone. We are here.
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