Elżbieta Dziuk-Renik
I went to Kazakhstan to meet the descendants of Poles deported to the steppes – to the lands that are part of the area defined in the Polish historical narrative as Sybir.
I wanted to see the villages that their fathers and grandfathers had founded years ago. I wanted to feel the atmosphere of these old settlements. I wanted to see the clay huts that were built over time and which replaced the simple dugouts made years ago by the ancestors of the current inhabitants. I went to smell the steppe herbs drying in these huts and the smoke curling out the chimneys at dusk.
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