Notes From a Life — Angelika

Small fragments of a life, told exactly as the world looked in that moment. Childhood memories from Soviet-era Estonia, in English, Estonian, Russian and Finnish.

Why These Notes Exist

The room says what a face cannot. These memories were never written down because I wanted to preserve them. They were written because they refused to disappear. Over time they became small fragments of life that someone else might recognize as their own. They are told exactly as the world looked in that moment. The rest belongs to the reader. — Angelika

The stories

The Estonian Flag Is Red

“Do you promise you’ll remember for the rest of your life what the Estonian flag looks like?” the adults asked, pointing at the red flag on the wall.

Sugar Coupons

“Go next door and get the sugar coupons,” my mother said.

Dad Came to Pick Me Up

“Your dad came to pick you up,” the teacher said, while pushing food into my mouth.

She Can Stay Here

“She can stay here,” the police officer said.

She Was Really Going to Die

“She’s really going to die. Let’s untie her,” I said to my friend.

Sky Blue

“Give me your wages, and we’ll buy your brother a motorcycle,” said my mother.

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