Everything Begins In Childhood

Everything Begins In Childhood
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Author vividly recounts his early years as a Jewish boy growing up among his many relatives in Soviet Uzbekistan in the 1960s and ‘70s. Each chapter carries us back to that childhood world, full of discoveries and events. The book allows us to feel the atmosphere in which the little Bucharan Jewish boy lived, first in the large Uzbek city of Tashkent and later in industrial, multiethnic Chirchik. Valery Yuabov’s book has drawn attention and received high praise. “… it grips the reader from the first pages. The impressions of his childhood are bright and three-dimensional… The book urges us to think about life. It allows us to imagine that terrible time when the ruling Communist ideology perverted the fates of millions of people…” That’s how the historian Dr. David Ochildeyev, an honored scholar of Uzbekistan, wrote about V. Yuabov’s book Everything Begins in Childhood.

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Valery Yuabov. Everything Begins In Childhood

Chapter 1. 6 Korotky Lane (Short Lane)

Chapter 2. Hospital

Chapter 3. Old Town

Chapter 4. A Little Mouse from a Little Hole

Chapter 5. Happy Birthday, Little Redhead!

Chapter 6. “Earthquake, earthquake!”

Chapter 7. Coal

Chapter 8. A Very Good Day

Chapter 9. Macaroni

Chapter 10. We shouldn’t live like this any longer

Chapter 11. We have moved!!!

Chapter 12. Guncha

Chapter 13. “Our Neighbor Is a Greek Woman…”

Chapter 14. The First School Bell

Chapter 15. The Dugout

Chapter 16. Dog Eaters

Chapter 17. A Gulp of Life

Chapter 18. With a Forelock

Chapter 19. The Residents of Our Building Gossip, Laugh and Cry

Chapter 20. We Don’t Give a … Spit

Chapter 21. Sunday Delights

Chapter 22. Once in the Evening

Chapter 23. My Father Is Also a Teacher

Chapter 24. In the Old House

Chapter 25. “Just Look at Her!”

Chapter 26. The Maybug

Chapter 27. The Best Place in the City of Tashkent

Chapter 28. Kupik

Chapter 29. The New Nickname

Chapter 30. Kosher Chickens

Chapter 31. The Battle Near the Old Fortress

Chapter 32. A Wedding Is a Serious Affair

Chapter 33. The Long-Awaited Day

Chapter 34. Hammom

Chapter 35. The Cousins

Chapter 36. We’ll Go Visit Grandpa Tomorrow

Chapter 37. Little Musicians and GooPoo

Chapter 38. The Cold Morning

Chapter 39. Parting with Grandpa Hanan

Chapter 40. “Just Let Him Try It!”

Chapter 41. How the Bottle Was Buried

Chapter 42. The Order

Chapter 43. The Officer’s Son

Chapter 44. “Dev Borin”

Chapter 45. Dayenu!

Chapter 46. Little Jew

Chapter 47. Boolk-Boolk, or the Day of Delicious Food

Chapter 48. Tadpoles

Chapter 49. Soldier’s Lake

Chapter 50. The Teke Carpet and Other Treasures

Chapter 51. A Merry Night Under the Apricot Tree

Chapter 52. It’s Sweeter from Someone Else’s Tree

Chapter 53. “To Keep You Apart…”

Chapter 54. “A Spring by the Name of Larisa”

Chapter 55. “Child in Time” and Children of Our Time

Chapter 56. The Torture

Chapter 57. The Star of David

Chapter 58. Our Friends the Musheyevs

Chapter 59. Father and Daughter

Chapter 60. Something Has Changed

Chapter 61. Hebrew Lessons

Chapter 62. Farewell to My Childhood

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"Vale-e-ya-a!" I heard as I went out into the courtyard. I could see my two-year-old cousin Yura's little round face in a window across the yard. Although he was standing on his tiptoes on the windowsill, his head hardly reached the fortochka (a small hinged windowpane in the upper corner of the window). He couldn’t yet pronounce the letter “r” so he when he said my name “Valera,” it came out rather comically as “Valeya.”

"Vale-e-ya-a, my mama is beating me up!" he shouted mournfully.

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It was pitch dark as the sparse streetlights flickered dimly. There was that special stillness that one felt only at night. It was intensified by the rustling of leaves, the peaceful buzz of cicadas, and the sounds made by the tires of rare passing cars.

The Turkmen Bazaar was on the other side of the streetcar track. The huge market, which stretched for hundreds of meters, was silent now. It would come back to life at sunrise.

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