Postcard to Poline from Aron April 16, 1914 A
Postcard from Aron to Poline April 16, 1914
March 8, 2018
Letter to Poline from Aron April 12, 1914 envelope A
Letter from Aron to Poline April 12, 1914
March 8, 2018

Letter from Aron to Poline April 14, 1914

Letter to Poline from Aron April 14, 1914 envelope A

Letter to Poline from Aron
April 14, 1914
Blue envelope
Kishinev to Paris
Rue Vieille du Temple 41

Tuesday April 14/27, 1914

I am alive and healthy and I wish you the same. It’s 12:00 now, midnight, and I am sitting here writing a letter to you. When I received a letter from you yesterday, I thought that now the moment has arrived of which I have been thinking all these long years. It appears to be that the life has no point, and I don’t know why I should fight and for what. I didn’t know before 1:00 whats’ going on with me, and I read your letter at 6:00pm. I thought that instead it is going to be ‘something’. I don’t have any energy to write. I am going to be with you soon, and I consulted my mother. I have been consulting her often recently and we came to a conclusion that we only have to work hard about what I notified you at 1:00am. I find that I shouldn’t be afraid of the life because it’s not a man who is afraid of his life. I am kind of sure that it’s going to be better everywhere. I don’t have to be like a rabbit Before arriving to you, I was different. When I will come to you, I will die and resurrect and begin my life again and it’s going to be better. I received your card today and I am very thankful to you because that card made me feel better. I am half of that person who used to be that when I started working towards this direction, but I can’t think about it any longer. I am begging you not to think about anything. Let it go, and when I come we will talk about it. I gave them a note yesterday that I want to quit the job but everybody in the store and the house was upset about it. And everybody from a little child to an adult person looked at what happened to me and I have to take it in. My uncle, he’s a scoundrel. What I think, what I want. If I wanted a rest, they are going to give it to me, but I told them I don’t need anything. I want to rest. I don’t want to stay here. Boris, luckily, quit today, and they are going to America. And I also have to quit. And they found my actions not fair. It is very late now because Shika was here, talk to me and asked why I was leaving. They are still trying to hold me here and I was afraid to do a promise to stay here until the 25th of April and he paid for several days. And, my lovely, my dear, I think in the beginning of May I am going abroad. To my dear lifelong friend, I sent fifteen rubles to you. I am very concerned about your pain. As soon as you receive the money and all my letters, respond. Did you get the newspapers? Once I put a note in the newspaper. Did you receive that one? I can’t write too much now. I am nervous and my handwriting is bad. Please don’t worry. Our future will be good.

Be healthy and happy. A big hug. It’s not enough to see you. I hug you and I bite you the way that I think you feeling it while reading this letter I sent a letter on 12/25. Please tell me if you received that letter. One more time I kiss you and I bite you. Please write to me every day. I am crying now.

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