Text: Marja-Terttu Komulainen
Translation: Sirkka-Liisa Leinonen
When I think about the role of photographs in my family home, it seems they were part of our everyday life. Compared to the present time, families were less mobile and often lived in the same locality for a long time. When relatives from further away came to visit, old photos were an important topic of discussion.
We have been told that when the people living close to the state border were told to pack up and leave their homes in the war time, many only had time to grab a few important objects, such as the family photo album. Sometimes house fires occurred even at other times, and the loss of photographs was felt to be an especially great loss.
When I was doing practical training as a student in the 1970s, I remembered that some of my paternal relatives lived nearby. I knew they lived on a farm, but I had only ever seen one them, my grandmother’s sister. With the straightforwardness of youth, I found their phone number in the directory and called them.
My call was answered by the lady of the house, who assumed me to be someone else and did not sound very friendly. But when it turned out I was a young relative and not the girlfriend of one of their workmen, I received a warm welcome, and we together laughed about the misunderstanding.
When I went to visit them, there were many members of the family present. We looked at the old photographs together, and they gave me a picture of my father as a young man dressed in a military uniform.
When my father later passed away, some of these relatives attended his funeral. Afterwards, my father’s cousins spent some time looking at the old albums. With their heads close together, involved in lively discussion, they exchanged thoughts and used a pen with green ink to mark the persons whom they knew by name. They recognized the people in a picture taken in the 1920s and knew where the old-fashioned motor car was going.
The oldest members of the family as well as our own parents and grandparents have already passed away. We think about them with gratitude and blessing. But there is still something that we, the current elders of our families, can do. We can collect and record important family information.
When our youngest child started pre-school, I did not remain resting on my laurels. I took out the photo albums I had already bought – one for each of our children. I then took our photographs and divided them into piles by the year when they were taken. I tried to choose the best shots of each child. My husband had done some preparatory work by writing down on the backside of each picture who the people in the picture were and where and when the picture had been taken. In this way I can give each of our children leaving home a collection of pictures where they are the principal character.
Vanhustenviikon teemana on tänä vuonna ”Yhdessä luontoon – joka iän oikeus”. Viikon mittaan luontoteemaan syvennytään erilaisista näkökulmista, kuten lähiluonto ja ulkoilu. Esillä on myös muita tärkeitä teemoja ravitsemuksesta kulttuurin merkitykseen. Monen aiheen kohdalla herää kysymys, miten nämä asiat tällä hetkellä toteutuvat ikäihmisten elämässä.
Ekaluokkalaisen Liinun syksyyn mahtuu niin iloja kuin suruja. Kutkuttavaa jännitystä tuo salapoliisitehtävä tädin ja isoveljen kanssa.
Tämän vuoden ajankohtaiskirjassa käsitellään omakohtaista uskoa ja sen vaikutuksia ihmisen elämään ja toimintaan.
Miten selvitä, jos tulee satutetuksi ja jätetyksi?
Voiko seurustelu alkaa ihan noin vain, yllättäen?
Entä mitä tapahtuu siinä välissä?
Kiinnostava matkakertomus seurojen järjestämisestä ja uskovaisten elämästä Afrikassa.
Jännittävä hevoskirja herättelee pohtimaan, minkä varaan elämää kannattaa rakentaa.