Victory Day

It is such a wonderful day today. Sunny and warm, the only thing that spoils is that I have to work on my exams. From my kitchen window where I sit with my PC, I see apple tree blossom and hear birds. In the middle of the day I go to Facebook and find the links to Military Parade in Moscow. Suddenly it is not just a nice day in May. It is Victory day.

Yesterday I was walking, and noticed that many houses had Norwegian flags high. Why? It is still a week till the National Day. But it made me think how little it means to me.

And here is Victory Day, and I write in my status. “all Soviet kids, today is Victory Day, don’t forget! (like I did:/). We are the winners, whatever that means”. I know that for many of my friends it has as little meaning as Norwegian flag for me. But I am touched. Because I am a Soviet Child. And other Soviet kids all over the world are touched too. Though…we could be just going around, working, studying, eating, laughing, making love…but something stops us, because it is 9th of May. Because we, humans, are cultural animals, not just animals. And this is culture – this is our past, our memory, our symbols. This is why it is important and we can spend hours in discussion about important of Victory Day, instead of just forgetting it, and eating, studying and making love.

It is just politics, we say. It is just history. But don’t say it to a Soviet child. Our generation is still touched by that war. My both grandfathers were in that war. And today my city is full of veterans who put on their medals only for this day. They are fewer each year, but they are still there. And they say: “we fought so that you can live now!” Well, modern youth doesn’t think too much over it, and just walks away to buy another beer. In the evening there is an open-air disco on the main square, so this sounds more fun than military parade. Still I have reverence for those people because they went through war. And I am grateful that no one in my family died in that war. Because my country lost some 20 million people then.

Why am I so touched today? I don’t see veterans, I don’t here the traditional tunes of Victory Day – so I go to youtube and find some of them. And tears come to my eyes. Today these songs have different meaning for me: they are not about war and veterans. They are about my home country, and my home city, my people, my past, my memories. It reminds me of Victory Day when I was 17 and I was on the main square with my friends. It reminds me that I understand those drunk folks in my city more than folks here, who are nice, but their Norwegian flags awake no feelings in me, and their joy about National day and victories in ski championship brings a little ironical smile on my face. I cannot share their joy. I am not mean. But for me ski means nothing. Just like Victory day means for them.

In the end, this is all just symbols. Ski, flags, date of May 9, songs, medals…but they are so important for us. They make us what we are. They are part of our identity. So how can we stay unemotional about them? Today I am more emotional than yesterday or tomorrow.
(But maybe I just miss home too much now)

And this video makes me cry too. And it is all about the same...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=518XP8prwZo