Paul Goble
Staunton, May 14 – More than most people suspect, memoirs,
novels and films about a nation’s struggles often play a defining, even
revolutionary role not only in uniting its members to achieve their common
goals but also and perhaps even more important in presenting their case to the
broader world in ways more forceful and effective than any academic study.
No one Jewish or not can think about the Holocaust
without remembering The Diary of Anne
Frank. No one Armenian or not can think about 1915 without recalling Franz
Werfel’s The Forty Days of Musa Dagh.
And no one Ukrainian or not can think about Stalin’s terror famine there
without recollecting Vasyl Barka’s The
Yellow Prince.
Not every nation is fortunate enough to have such a work.
Fortunately, the Crimean Tatars do, and it is especially important that that
book, Lily Hyde’s Dream Land, published in English in 2008, has today been
released in a Ukrainian edition in advance of the 70th anniversary this
Sunday of the deportation of the Crimean Tatars from their homeland.
Since its original publication in London, Hyde’s novel
has been published in French (Naïve Livres, 2011) and in Crimean Tatar (Tezis,
2013). The Ukrainian edition, being
issued thanks to the support of Ukrainian politician and diplomat Igor Ostash,
will now ensure that it reaches a broader audience in the country the Crimean
Tatars now call their own.
Today’s presentation in Kyiv of the translation is
supported by the Ukrainian culture ministry, the Kyiv city administration, the
Millie Mejlis, the Crimean Tatar community of Kyiv, the British Ukrainian
Society and the Duliby Publishing House which has released it.
In the novel, Lily Hyde, a British
freelance journalist based in Ukraine, tells the story of the return of the
Crimean Tatars to their homeland in the early 1990s from the perspective of
Safi, a 12-year-old girl who comes back with her parents, brother, and
grandfather to her family’s now destroyed village in Crimea from their exile in
Uzbekistan.
While Safi’s grandfather provides
background on the tragedies the Crimean Tatars have suffered over the last
century, including Stalin’s deportation of the entire nation to Central Asia on
May 18, 1944, this novel is especially powerful because it considers their
situation now through the eyes of a girl who must wrestle with the question of
where is her real home is.
Like most young people, Safi is more
focused on the challenges posed by her immediate surroundings than on larger
political questions. Will she be able to make friends in a new place? Why do
her new neighbors dislike her family so much? What possessed her parents to
move from their sunny and large house in Samarkand to what is little more than
a hovel in Crimea?
Over the course of the book, she
does make new friends, not only among other Crimean Tatars but also among
Ukrainians and Russians. She discovers that none of these communities has had
an easy time of it in the last century. And she watches as her father and
mother build a house and open a teahouse to earn money to finish it.
After school – and going to school
is so important for her that she misleads her parents as to why the Russian bus
driver won’t drop her off where he is supposed to – Safi wanders in the
mountains where she discovers both places of beauty that remind her of what
Crimea could be and a Karaim cemetery that undercuts her conviction that the
Tatars were in Crimea first.
Each of her experiences is set off
by a story from her beloved grandfather, who was among those deported by Stalin
more than half a century earlier. He tells her both about the heroes and
victims among the Crimean Tatars and also about those among that nation who
were taken in by the Nazis or the Soviets and behaved badly.
One of Safi’s grandfather’s most
disturbing stories concerns the decision of the Soviet secret police to drown
the residents of several Crimean Tatars they had originally missed when
carrying out Stalin’s plan to exile all the Crimean Tatars from their homeland
lest the Kremlin dictator find out about this mistake and exile or execute the
NKVD men.
Hyde says in an afterward that she
learned of this and other details from conversations with Crimean Tatars and
that there is no documentation about the drowning. In fact, that is not quite
so. The Munich Institute for the Study of the USSR reported it in 1958, and in
1992, the Moscow Institute of Ethnography documented it in a volume on the
Crimean Tatar movement.
In the course of the novel, tensions
build between the Crimean Tatars who are building houses without permits from
the Ukrainian authorities, on the one hand, and Ukrainian and Russian residents
of the peninsula who resent the return of these hardworking and totally
committed competitors, on the other.
Finally, in the climactic scene, an
unruly mob brings up a bulldozer to destroy the house Safi’s family has built.
She throws herself in front of the bulldozer, not in time to save the house or
to prevent herself from being seriously injured, but in a manner that forces
the local authorities to decide that they must give her family at least permission
to remain and build.
Safi thus becomes a hero, although
she does not immediately understand why that should be so, and she feels about
herself, as she sometimes feels about her grandfather and his stories, that
they are “telling him” rather than he is “telling them,” a gain in
self-knowledge that both recognize is an indication that she and her people are
growing up.
In the course of the book, her
grandfather begins each of his stories about the past of the Crimean Tatar
nation with the words, “Bir zamanda bar eken, bir zamanda yoke ken” – in
English, “Sometime it was and sometime it wasn’t at all.” But at the end, he
tells Safi she must not focus on his stories of the past, however important,
but must write her own for the future.
Safi’s life as recounted in Lily
Hyde’s remarkable novel beyond any question means that the Crimean Tatars now
are becoming more conscious of the complexities of their own past and present
and thus well on their way to making her Dream Land ever more real for
her, her people, for us, and now for Ukrainians as well.
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