Once I finished, I went to the family room and our close friend, Miep, is here to take us to where we are staying. Miep said we are staying at dad’s office, so we need head out the door and run through the streets as quick as we can. As we get there we go through this door that leads us to the secret annex. It is not that bad, but I wish we could talk and do anything we want without having to stay quiet. Mom assigned us our rooms and we put our stuff away and cleaned the place up.
When we arive there We all say our goodbyes to our grandpa “ Bye Grandpa ” When we walk in Everywhere long lines!! I turn to my mom and say “ do we really have to go threw all of these lines”!! She replies “ Yes honey”. Hhhhhhhhhhhh!! The first line we go threw is the one that you have to weigh the luggage and that line was the longest I swear we stood in that line for like Half an hour!
My family was moving to Oregon for my Papa’s job. Papa works as a trader which meant we moved a lot. But once we get to Oregon, Papa plans to find a new job. Anyway, on with the story. First we had to pack only the important stuff in the wagon.
I thought to myself this is it, this move is going to happen. There was no turning back. The realtor called Thursday the 19th, two hours after our home was posted online, to let me know that he had scheduled two showings for the following. They would have come the same day, but we wanted to have at least a 48 hour notification so we could get everyone ready including the cat and dog to leave the house for a while. He called again Friday night to let me know that one of the couples that looked at the house earlier in the day would like to come back the following day while it was light out because they were unable to see the back yard.
******** I had spent the rest of the day helping the girls clean up the house and outside, before I finally plowed into my bed that night. I was so tired I instantly fell asleep. I didn’t even hear the footsteps slowly creeping up the stairs. I remember some of my dream from that night. I was in a field, and all the girls were there, they were wearing flower dresses, like the one at my last foster parents house.
I talked to the Captain and he instructed me into truck with all my kit. We drove for about two hours south-east before we arrived in Connaught. It was much smaller and was only for the best of the best at shooting. At Connaught the rank “Private” was replaced with “Rifleman”. I went through a similar routine with being issued kit and placed in a semi-permanent
I heard my mom talking to my dad. He tells her, “voy a ir para el norte(US) con un coyote(a person who brings people to the US illegally) que cobra barato,” I see her hugging him really tight. My dad comes to my sister and I and tells us that he will be back later, to not worry because he’s just going to see how “el norte” is, then might take us there later. My sister, my mom, and I understood why he wanted to go to The United States, he wants a better life for us. Next morning, my dad wasn’t there with us, it felt lonely, as if part of my heart was not there with me.
For 8 months, the family struggled through with temporary jobs desperately hoping that their exit visas would be approved. At that time, various exit visas were denied for other Soviet Jews who wished to immigrate. In May 1979, they were granted their official exit visas and were allowed to leave the country for the United States. The father is now a mathematics professor at the University of Maryland and the mother is now a researcher at NASA. The little boy was 6 when he was brought to this very land and is forever thankful that his father moved them here and that the United States would accept them.
Since we had a long and boring morning, my dad and I decided to head back home and rest for the night shift of hunting. When we returned home, I undressed from all my orange clothing and took a long nap. I woke up to eat lunch, which was some warm homemade soup that my mother had made my dad and I to eat for lunch. After lunch, we were ready to head out
Once we got there, we had to go through security, get our car checked and get special stickers put on. Then we had to go to the housing building and complete paperwork and get the keys to our house. Last, we had to call the movers and ask them if they can bring us our furniture and clothes. They told us that we called a little too late and if we would have called them 20 minutes earlier, they would have. They then told us that we couldn’t get our belongings until March 10th.