1976, Frankfurt Germany.
Day after day passes; my dad is still at work (in the United States really). I ask for him everyday. The ladies mothering me are so fantastic at feeding me, making sure I am well fed and teaching me new things everyday. I go from being two years old, to three years old, to three years old to four years old. Daily routines are somewhat the same with variations.
Zefa, one of the ladies caring for us is our favorite! She spends more fun time with us, makes silly faces and noises and is super fun; Benny Tatiana and I love her he best. Zefa teaches us to speak like they do and somehow they stopped sounding so silly when they spoke, because it made sense now, especially because we were now speaking with the same languages. (German, Russian and French)
Zefa became mama, and the other ladies were our friends who cared for us. So many days passed without my dad. We barely left the property because everything was brought to us; sometimes Zefa would bring Tatiana and I to town though; these were especially fun trips because she enjoyed getting the beer/cola drinks off the street carts and would let us sip from it. We usually always would get a fresh sweet treat from somewhere too.
In the extended version of this story, there will be extensive day to day happenings around the house with us kids and the woman caring for us.
For this version, we will fast forward to Benny at two years old and Tatiana and Tyra at four years old — 1979.
July 27th, Benny has his 2nd birthday celebration.
August 21st, Tatiana and Tyra have their 4th birthday celebration. Both of these birthdays were so much fun; Verna Lee (dad’s biological sister) always traveled to see them on special days and holidays.
Tyra became especially close to Verna Lee.
Tatiana was always looking at Tatiana’s best interest first.
Benny was a bit hyper, and was OK with anyone who gave him attention.
more to come….