THERE IS A CITY

Once a year on August 1st Warsaw’s residents pay homage to the fallen heroes who fought for freedom in the 1944 Warsaw Uprising. The largest rebellion against German Nazi occupation during WW II, it cost over 200 000 lives and destruction of the capital.

Mój latający dywan / My Flying Carpet

Dedicated to tkmorin and my international readers.

Shortly  after my announcement of a long break in writing my blog, I have received a new  award nomination from tkmorin, a creator of a brilliant blog on the subject of history of Canada.

What a wonderful coincidence: thank you, friend! As before, after the nomination by Stephanie and by Marcela, I haven’t had time to implement the necessary procedure required in such situation. However, I’ve decided to thank you in a different, rather unusual way.

I’m extending to you, tkmorin, a virtual invitation to Poland with a photo showing the Poland Travel Guide Polska / Poland with my favourite wooden Polish birds perching on top of the book.

I am truly happy to be a member of the blogger’s society. It means so much to me for a reason completely inconceivable to citizens of the free world. For a long time I lived in a communist state, practically without open borders. Many years ago meeting people from other lands in Poland was almost a miracle for a humble citizen, and talking to them—hard or quite impossible due to our poor knowledge of foreign languages. This has been changing slowly at first, and recently much more quickly. In spite of this change, however,  I continue to be amazed that I am able to  ‘talk’ to so many people all over the world, from each continent (excluding Antarctica), from over 60 countries , and that they are reading my blog. So this blog at wordpress.com is like a magic carpet from a beautiful tale. You can see a part of it below under the title A Whole New World:

Of course I am not a beautiful, young princess, but sometimes I feel like a girl flying through the skies, gazing at the following people (in the alphabetical order, with the exception of tkmorin) :

tkmorin

Agroekonomija from Serbia

Andrzej from Poland

Bente from Norway

Cheyenne from US

Chris from Indonesia

Elisabeth from France

Jan from Belgium

Joseph from India

Katy from Czech Republic

Martha from Italy

Marsha from US

Micheline from  Canada

Ralph from Spain

Maria and Tim from US

Marcela from US

Uzoma from Nigeria

Rebecca from Canada

Przemysław from Poland

Sigoese from Indonesia

Stephanie from US

Razca from Romania

Wendy from US

Virginia from US

Volfee from Poland …

It’s a never-ending list; I have to stop!

Once more: so long, everybody!

Wanda

Uciec i powrócić / To Flee and To Come Back

Dedicated to Virginia who has shown interest in my native city  (Poznan, Poland)

To piękne i dziwne miasto / A beautiful and strange town

Częściowo zniszczone / Partially devastated

Stopniowo odnawiane / Gradually restored

Bałam się go jako dziecko / Daunting when I was a child

Teraz się nim cieszę / Now much enjoyed

Często je odwiedzam / I often visit it

Czasem ono odwiedza mnie we snach /

Sometimes it visits me in my dreams

Kapliczki … / Roadside shrines

…spotyka się na polskich drogach.  Zobaczysz tu więcej budynków, przypominających świątynki, a także posągów i krzyży, niż się spodziewasz.

… are found along country roads in Poland. One can see more buildings resembling small chapels, statues of saints and crosses than one would expect.