As a yarn of yarn, the lifetime is curled, where the subterranean depths are flickered …
When everything wakes and thrives, THE Feimaņu parish albino Bauska celebrates his life anniversary on May 8 - ninetieth birthday. His life has passed through the wings of the wind, as the ball of yarn is curled, now only to remind him of his life story.
The albino was born on May 8, 1931 in Silaiana parish “Leinakolna” Vaichuku Onufria and Jezupatas family as the youngest daughter of four children. The albino had three more older sisters, Pauline, Bronieislava, Helen. His father worked with agriculture, tumour cereals and flax, was a real liner. Before the war, he had gone to Spain to invest his earned funds on his farm. A large Ria was built where flax was processed to obtain flax. When the college times came, the ria was privatised and fired to build the grain. During the war, in 1944, his father was heavily ill with pneumonia, and during the war, the medicine and medical aid were not, and at the age of 56, he left for eternity, leaving all the agricultural work on the shoulders of women.
The albino's mother Jezupata was a great weaver, a glove and a stockman, and all known as a chuckle handman. When the house was done, she sat on the bench at the stalls and knocked in a few moments, shaking her back as she ran through the canvas gap. As a child, she was watched with curiosity by a little girl, feeling that her skills would be useful to her. During the war and post-war years, when the family had poor clothes, Momma wiped the wool canvas and made her dresses out of it so that she would be properly dressed for the school.
The albino's childhood wasn't easy, and the rose, like all the children of the countryside, had to rise early and go out. In its albino's memory, it is with natural observation, the singing of folk songs, but it is also unforgettable that cattle business, constant fear of snakes, and other shepherds. The smell of the various meadows and marshes, the smell of grass, hay and woodstrawberries, is memorable from childhood.
In 1939/1940, the girl started her schooling at a local Silapian 7-year-old school. War years, changing power, learning at school were not simple, often school closed, then training continued.
When the albino's father died, she was 13. The older sister had been married to a chuckle, a beasty man, a parish-blessed blacksmith. He was the first advisor and assistant in the Vaichuku family after his father's death. There was one woman in the family, but all the countryside had to be done. The albino was the one who handled the land with two horses. When she had to sit, the neighbor showed her how to do it and told her daughters to try something better. The albino was best because the seed fell into the ground just as it had to. In the war and post-war years, the albino was in the place of the boy, because the heavy ground was on her fragile shoulders.
By the time of the war, the albino remembered that in 1944, when the Hitlerian troops stepped back, the Germans arrived in the courtyard and wanted to burn the living house and shoot the family, they had already burned the mills. Thanks to her mother's stunning, she ran home and carried milk, meat, butter and other products. The Germans took everything and hurried back as the Russian army doomed. As far as they could not escape, the Soviet army was attacked in Sylans and the Germans fell into battle. God himself protected the family from the cold nails of death.
In 1949, the family was shielded by people who did not show them as bowls.
In some high schools, the albino has not gone, completed 7 classes and sent to Riga to learn a position, as the stitching and fabric skills would always be useful. The girl did not finish her training and had to return home because her mother was sick and had no care for her farm work.
The albino started working in the colhose “right” about the farm worker, but after a few years he was recruited as a accountant and a cashier. By working in rural works, it was necessary to assist in the cultivation of grain. The head of the “Imanta” car was a young, handsome boy named John Bauska, the parish known as a good mechanic and also a musician of green logs. He worked as a mechanical workshop manager for a long period of years, taking care of the agricultural technique. He had a great deal of consent from the girls, but despite this, he had his own albino in his heart. He appreciated the girl's chuckle, her smile and the boy's heart beating faster. Yani called the army for three years and sent to the remote Camchatka. There was a letter of letters over three years. In 1957 they married and three children were born in their family – Andris, Nelly and Peter. John Bauska was a good man and a housekeeper, a good father and grandfather for his children and grandchildren, a chuckle and talented master of his post, rewarded with many medals of honest work. In 2005, he went eternity.
The albino enjoyed the horses from childhood. For the last fifteen years of his retirement, she worked as a poster in the post office. Every day, during winter or summer, a horse was delivered with a horse and pension for pensioners. John John, like a real master, made a “safe” on two wheels to make it easier for a horse to drag. He said, “Women, i made you a carriage, go like a queen!”
The albino always liked to sing, with a sound of sound and good musical hearing. The song was received from his father's brother's wife, Francisco Vaichukas. She sang in the church and, as the funeral tradition existed in Latgale, sang psalms on the eve of the funeral. Francis also took the new albino and taught him to sing in the funeral and neighborhood funeral. The albino has memories of retired relatives and relatives, a childhood that will always be pale, although there is no lack of pregnancy. In her life she often had to sing in both wedding and various honors, as well as funeral. The albino was also singing FOR several years IN Feimaņu parish folklore together “Owel.”
The Bauska family met 8 grandchildren and 10 grandchildren. Children and professions were educated. Son Andris was a businessman, a car-service owner, unfortunately prematurely gone. Daughter Nelly, with her spouse Andris Kischenko, is a professional pirate of “chiefs”, living IN THE parish OF Maltas. The youngest son Peter is the head of the Central Criminal Police Department. The home of the mother is the place where her mother is always expecting and her blessing.
The albino is a very optimistic and active, thoughtful and loving mother and grandmother. Life has not been easy, but she never complained about life, is smiling, all helpful.
As a hollow thread for the entire albino life, a deep divine, fair treatment of every person and every living creature, mutual help and a work of work that goes hand-in-hand with responsibility and duty of duty. And today we will say sincerely to the anniversary:
“Thank you for your life, a great deal of life, the most valuable gold in your years.”
Inara Reinica, amateur theatre “yours” manager
