Cristina Dumitrache is only twelve and “nothing but skin and bones that you might think the wind would blow away.” Nevertheless, she fills a number of responsible adult roles. She is earning one of more than 120,000 children who have to struggle through life in the economically weakest country in Europe on their own while their parents away from them money.
Moldova (Moldova or Moldavia) is an independent only since 1991 Country. Before, it was a Soviet republic. The small country (34,000 square kilometers, 3.
6 million inhabitants) is bordered on the west by Romania and is surrounded in all other directions from the Ukraine, one lies with because of a large strip of land across the river Dniester in the dispute. Since the duration plight of the country offers its residents no perspective, a quarter of them moved abroad for a living. From there they remit money home, can earn as the home remained three quarters
The author Liliana Corobca, born in 1975 in Moldova, denounces in her novel “The first horizon of my life” (Translation:.
Ernest Wichner ) the dismal conditions under which the left-behind children live, many with relatives, not a few completely on its own. The book comes with no sentimentality therefore, rather strings expressive episodes together, the partly dramatic horror to exciting, sometimes delicate and tell poetic scenes and reflect. Untouched this report omits a “Kinderland” (the Romanian title) away from the problems of anyone of our youth.
Cristina’s mother cared for the offspring of an Italian family in Italy, the father ruined in a contaminated mine of northern Russia its Health.
While still a parent or the grandmother can provide advice and assistance with most other children in the village and supply the household, Cristina and her two siblings live without any caregiver in the house of her family: “We belong to no one.”
household, garden and barn to keep in good shape is difficult enough for a young girl. Dog, cat, pig, is a contentious Hahn and ten chickens are to be supplied. Earlier, the family kept goats. Because the stubborn animals can hardly be milked by children, parents gave them to relatives. The retaliate now from time to time with some milk and cheese as charitable gifts to the three children.
It is much more complex, which Cristina (6) provides for their brothers Marcel (3) and Dan. Them is they nurturer, harsh disciplinarian and fortified protector. This is not without conflict with them and with themselves. In order to meet each must divide them up. In constant need of a consolation, the other something to eat, small wounds are to be treated to settle disputes over toys or an apple. If the two filthy storm into the house, she has just cleaned on knees, she would like to “flat carry on.” But before it strikes with the broom, she noticed how the brothers arms protectively over her head hold, pauses, then speaks softly to them and explain to them why she’s angry. That she could control herself and educate the younger generation as a teacher “in the spirit of meekness” is capable of it makes you proud.
From various sides threaten the hull family dangers, and it is not only fights among boys , Ownership nothing of the fittest apply much. The neighbor steals their play sand for its construction, drunken fathers abuse their kids, parents donate their offspring for claws on ( “If I bring nothing … beats me my mother”). At night, the children fear that someone could enter her house and the money that the parents send them to rob from the hideout. As much as possible, the rowdy girls defended the brothers, suggests attackers to flight, is willing to “armed to the teeth” protectively on their behalf (with a small hammer to Nüsseaufklopfen, a knife for slaughtering pigs and violets). In an emergency, help magic, witchcraft and rituals, but in turn generate irrational fears.
Cristina is an idealized figure. It behaves just always exemplary. Pragmatic, without any self-pity, she braces her daily duties. For their homework they knapst from some time for reading or watching TV none. She even gives neglected boys and girls from the village a kind of asylum, they can play in their home, feeding her “canine appetite” with soaked bread and sugar, gives them with clothes. Her mother has always helped poorer fellow human beings, and now it is to practice her charity. “See?” She leads her brothers in mind, there is nothing to whine, other children are finally much worse than them. While Cristina is often even feel like crying. After all, she is still a child who longs for comfort, tenderness and happiness. But when the Great they have to take responsibility.
is crying only at “eight o’clock”. If forced to prematurity narrator about good and evil “thoughts”, civilization and nature, the “place of happiness” philosophizes, it leaves the limits of their child’s roll in action and becomes the voice of the committed writer. Thus the narrative situation is unfortunately brittle. In the first ten pages provides us with a omniscient narrator in the third person in a few scenes, the protagonist and their environment before before with “Dear parents!” abruptly Cristinas letter begins. But as he from the beginning, clean, serious diction never acts in his childish and taught never epistolary content, but rather more like the look of a mature adult comes to the subsequent one hundred seventy pages to his childhood, the question arises about the meaning of the letter form , The continuation of the detached narration of the beginning would have effect and message of the rich impressions novel not diminish.
In addition, the children every week the phone with her mother. The little ones cost the happiness of the contact to the full. He brings more than words, such as when Mama heals with a loud kiss a “aches and pains” to which the handset was laid. Only the question of when finally return home, the parents, ensures sadness. All not do in the summer in his home village holiday, just Cristinas parents. You want to save travel costs and expect the foreseeable death of confused old grandmother is they already call home soon.
In her daydreams versa Cristina in the past better childhood with his father and mother back. When she was seven years old, she took with her father for a walk through meadows and forests to the summit of a mountain. She had pointed the finger to where seen from below the horizon ran. She wanted to go up to “the line separating the sky from the earth.” it is only above, but is a different horizon in the distance. But Cristina had “taken the first horizon of my life.” There she is happy and has gained strength and confidence for the many horizons that will bring their uncertain future.