I was born in Kishinev (Moldova) but my parents were Germans. My grandmother first applied to come back to Germany before the 70-ies, but we only managed to get all the papers sorted out with the German authorities in 1979. We were first located in a “camp” – terrible experience I tell you… something similar to where many refugees are now living.
I used to work in a factory for 15 years and i am a taxi driver now since almost 11 years. I am a very hard-working man, I only sleep 4 hours a day.. I have so many clients I have to drive to various places in Heidelberg and surroundings. I like my job, it is very diverse, I earn a lot of money, much more than a person sitting in an office 8 hours a day.
You speak fluent Russian?
Thank you. My parents were smart enough (smiling -ed.). In Moldova back in the 60-ies/70-ies my parents had a choice to send me to a Moldovan school or a Russian one. Russian was the choice! You know, as a child you pick up languages on the streets, you do not need to go to school to learn your mother tongue.
Do you still feel yourself a bit Moldovan?
Hard question… my father was buried there…so I still go back once every 5 years…and it is always a huge pity to look at the country where everything is falling a part… Me Moldovan? I can’t say…