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Our next home was on the corner of 41’Pop Bogomil’ street and ‘Maria Luiza’ boulevard, rented again. The apartment was on the fourth floor. The whole burden in moving the house fell on my mother because my father had undergone a leg operation. She was very devoted to our belongings, and very tidy and meticulous on top of that. When we had to move every single object was carefully wrapped. Just imagine what it meant to move from one place to another. And she had difficulties to part with her belongings.
On ‘Bogomil’ we lived only for a while because at that time my father had problems with the heart and couldn’t climb the stairs to the fourth floor and, despite the nuisance of moving, we had to change our home again. The new one was on 2 ‘Makriopolska’ – our last home before the internment during the Holocaust. We lived on the second floor and we had a tenant again. Our tenants were usually boys from Vidin who studied in Sofia. The apartment was furnished modestly. We used to have a massive stable wardrobe. When we were moving house once the porters couldn’t take it down the stairs. They had to tie it with ropes and to suspend it from the window. The rope broke but the wardrobe fell on its legs and was absolutely unharmed.
In the room we had a big extending table, which we sold during the internment and we slept in beds with paintings on the boards. In the kitchen we had a sofa, a cupboard and a table with several stools. On ‘Bratya Miladinovi’ we had a built-in fireplace, something like a tile stove on firewood. The wood was provided at the right time and there came some people to cut them in pieces. On ‘Makriopolska’ I remember that we already used coal, which means that we were using the Pernik-type stove, which I still keep, for heating.
On ‘Bogomil’ we lived only for a while because at that time my father had problems with the heart and couldn’t climb the stairs to the fourth floor and, despite the nuisance of moving, we had to change our home again. The new one was on 2 ‘Makriopolska’ – our last home before the internment during the Holocaust. We lived on the second floor and we had a tenant again. Our tenants were usually boys from Vidin who studied in Sofia. The apartment was furnished modestly. We used to have a massive stable wardrobe. When we were moving house once the porters couldn’t take it down the stairs. They had to tie it with ropes and to suspend it from the window. The rope broke but the wardrobe fell on its legs and was absolutely unharmed.
In the room we had a big extending table, which we sold during the internment and we slept in beds with paintings on the boards. In the kitchen we had a sofa, a cupboard and a table with several stools. On ‘Bratya Miladinovi’ we had a built-in fireplace, something like a tile stove on firewood. The wood was provided at the right time and there came some people to cut them in pieces. On ‘Makriopolska’ I remember that we already used coal, which means that we were using the Pernik-type stove, which I still keep, for heating.
Location
Bulgaria
Interview
Reyna Lidgi