I’m involved in a short term 4 session Adar session at
my synagogue. The theme is ‘joy’ in
preparation for Pesach. 6-8 people; a
good way to get to know people. The leader
asked us to do an art project, to make a Purim mask. Purin is a little nuts holiday that’s right
now.
I love little art projects, who doesn’t? I have not a bit of talent but here’s my
mask. I used it as an opportunity to
reflect on the current world. It makes
sense starting at the top working down.
The top symbol, the blue and yellow stripes? The Ukrainian flag, of course. Which is everywhere. We all support the Ukrainians, right? Who are being violently and cruelly attacked
by Russia. Big missiles and tanks and everything. What could possibly be good about that? Yes, show the blue and yellow flag and the
sunflower.
But then, I thought, what do I really know about Ukraine? In the spirit of Pesach (the four questions
asked by the child), ‘What does this mean to YOU?’ To me personally? I know that many Ukrainians were involved in
the Holocaust and not in a good way. That
was before.
But keeping on that before theme. Though, I tend not to emphasize it, my
maternal grandmother’s (Betty Cohen) family came from Ukraine. Her parents as a very young married
couple. I don’t know much about them,
Edward was maybe from Odessa and he went to Kiev and courted Sonia who was
living with her grandparents. Together
they traveled ‘on an older couple’s Canadian passport’ to America around
1890. The story is that he took the name
‘Cohen’ when he emigrated because it sounded like a good Jewish name to have. Story doesn’t exactly make sense but it’s all
I have.
The next part of the mask shows my general
bewilderment about Ukraine. Surely it’s
more than a handsome president and a nice looking flag. What do I really know about it? Descending down the mask, you can see my
recognition of the complexity. Could be
dark. And maybe, life was not good there
for my Jewish ancestors. Pogroms and
violence. They probably weren’t
considered really Ukrainian by the rest of the population. I had a running conversation with my Baltic
professor this last quarter. Why were the Jews counted separately from the
Latvians? He never did quite understand
what I was asking. From an assimilationist
20th century perspective, if Jews could be Americans, why weren’t
Jews Latvians in the same century?
So, back to my Ukrainian mask. I have to acknowledge that dark things exist
in my view of the Ukraine. Which leads
to so many questions that have no answers.
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