Yesterday was Day 1 of my 5 photos, 5 stories challenge and you met some of Kinga’s bears. Today I’m introducing Kinga herself- a shy 5 year old, with all the exuberance a child can bring to a willing playmate.
I should pause here to thank Minerva, Nin, Elaine and Viveka for nominating me for this challenge. I know you’ll enjoy their company and the stories they have to share. As the name suggests, I will be posting 5 photos, accompanied by 5 stories, on 5 consecutive days.
What does it say about this family when Hubert (Kinga’s dad), who works full time and also is building a home for his family, has taken the time to make this playhouse/slide before their house is even complete? Well- they like fresh air, that’s for certain, and are planning to make the most of a Polish summer. The single storey, but spacious, home now has a bathroom fitted, and the family will move in soon to make that final push to completion.
Dad’s father, Bołeslaw Szustakiewicz, owned a good-sized parcel of land, which he farmed with the help of his sons and daughters. It was one of Dad’s jobs, as a boy, to take the cows to a stream, before they settled for the night. After his father died, the land was divided between the surviving children. Dad, torn from his home during the war, was no longer a part of the inheritance. Returning to his homeland some 64 years later, it is wonderful to see how that land has been used. My Polish family have introduced me to a new way of living.
My cousin Jadwiga is Bołeslaw’s granddaughter. She inherited a sizeable plot, on which she and Andrzej built their own home, and a lovely garden. Daughter Ania (Kinga’s mum) has lived, with her family, in an extension of her parents home while Hubert has been building, in the grounds. It’s now their turn to reap the benefits of all that hard work. As well as raising a family, in her spare time Ania designs and makes children’s shoes. Tomorrow we might look at some, and I’ll tell you more about the land and its new owners.
Now it’s time to nominate! I’m offering this to Viv in France, not with any conviction that she will take up the challenge, but Viv does post her brilliant poems very regularly and I’d love you to read them. The back story to this post is My personal A- Z of Poland. Hopefully see you tomorrow?