Six Days in Leningrad

Six Days in Leningrad

by Paullina Simons

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ISBN-13: 9780732298807
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers Australia
Publication date: 09/20/2016
Pages: 432
Sales rank: 1,046,732
Product dimensions: 6.10(w) x 9.10(h) x 1.30(d)

About the Author

Paullina Simons was born in Leningrad in 1963. As a child she emigrated to Queens, New York, and attended colleges in Long Island. Then she moved to England and attended Essex University, before returning to America. She lives in New York with her husband and children.

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Six Days in Leningrad 4.5 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 2 reviews.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
"Who said memory is kind? Memory is merciless. My father was right. 'All the things you want to remember, Paullina, I want to forget'." This is the personal story of Paullina Simons and her father going back to Leningrad prior to her writing The Bronze Horseman. It's the first time she had been back. While memory is a powerful thing, it's the differences between memory and reality that cause the most emotions, the most reactions. The memory of a child versus the reality of a grown woman is vastly different. "These three things:the smell of Shepelevo, the smell of the Metro and the taste of creme brulee ice cream. The essence of my childhood in Russia."  Through this memoir, PS has given us a glimpse into her life, her relationship with her father (I chuckled quite a few times at their exchanges because they are so typically father to daughter comments), her memories as a child and the stark reality of her visit as an adult. She has given us a wonderful account of her six days trying to reconcile her memories and the lives of those still in Leningrad with the life she now lives in America. Some guilt, some appreication, some saddness.  We are also given her personal impressions of visting and experiencing some of the sites related to the seige and liberation of Leningrad that her family survived. Just like the magic she created with her words in TBH, the way in which she describes her experiences at the Diorama and mass burial site is nothing short of heartbreaking and vivid that you cannot help but be right there with her and feel the emotions she is feeling. Anyone who carries the story, emotions and love of Tatiana & Alexander with them, will no doubt love this book as well.
Honolulubelle More than 1 year ago
Favorite Quotes: In my opinion four people were responsible for bringing down the Berlin Wall and Communism: Ronald Reagan, Margaret Thatcher, Pope John Paul II, and my father. My dad picked some cherries off the cherry tree and ate them. He gave me five. That was my lunch. Gratefully I popped them in my mouth. There were exquisitely sour. When I mentioned this, my dad glared at me, as if I had insulted his cooking. You don’t understand, Paullina. All the things you want to remember. I want desperately to forget. As I stood at the foot of the stairs, the faded black and white details of my memory turned to color. Shepelovo had always been a myth to me, but Fifth Soviet was reality, then and now. I trudged up the stairs and became seven years old again. Go into the woods, do your business. You’ll feel much better… Stop it, you fool. You will have to go in the woods in the end. Go now and end your misery – and ours. You haven’t stopped talking about a bathroom… Go now. Russia was like a hard dream from which I could not wake up. My Review: Reading memoirs is a rare occurrence for me, however, in an effort to expand my horizons and keep those neurons firing, including this genre has been on my goal list. Having read Ms. Simon’s breathtaking and heartbreaking tome of Lone Star last year, I knew this talented author to be a storyteller of the highest order and surmised that if I were to indulge in someone scratching through the muck and emotional detritus of their own story, hers would be the one to select. I can happily boast – I chose wisely. Ms. Simon’s wrote of her 1998 return visit to the areas of her childhood in St. Petersburg/Leningrad Russia with her father, after leaving at age ten in the 70s. Her revelations and experiences were life altering for her, and eye opening and mind-bending for me. As a self-indulgent American, I had no idea that opportunities and living conditions had remained so stark and limited. I had never considered that a major superpower would view refrigerators, toilets, and running water as conveniences and luxuries or that their populous could shrug at those issues or would consider cleaning their ancient toilets as being a completely unnecessary task. Ms. Simon’s writing was heaving with colorful insights and entertaining observations of not only the people and places of her travels, but also how the current observations of those people and places collided with her childhood memories of the same. Bonuses included amusing tidbits of her personal exasperation as due to the lack of road signs, indoor plumbing, or eateries, she was often lost, always hungry, frequently suffering from the need to relieve herself, and meeting countless men named Viktor. I enjoyed her personal pictures and found myself Googling the areas she mentioned as I devoured her emotive and transformative tale. Despite the often archaic, dire, and bleak conditions she found, she imparted her narrative with loving care and respect for their experience. I feasted on this meaty tome like a binge dieter hitting the buffet line. I want to read everything this talented scribe has ever written.