I DREAM TO REBUILD SOUL OF MY NATION
I live in not so big country in the center of Europe. Europe is beginning from Atlantic ocean at the West and ended before Ural mountains at the East. And in the middle of this way my place is situated. My country is old, but my country is young: we have great history in the past, but for last 300 years we were under Russia and our independence is 20 years only. But our freedom and independence is more on the paper than in people mind: most of us speak Russian language.
You can say: that is not important what language to speak. But language form the soul of nation. If you want to assimilate little country, the first step is: stop national education, make kids to study on the language of occupants and make all official papers on the language of occupants. The second step is: kill or isolate active clever people trying to defend national idea. The third step: wait for 3-4 generations.
All this steps made Russia in my country. And now we (active clever people, grandsons of those who was killed or isolate) try to return the soul of nation – Belorussian language – to upbuild our culture.
How to do it? The first step is: to show that people speaking Belorussian have no horns, hooves and tails, but have activity, positive, education, knowledge and great energy to change our life. And I try speak Belorussian any places I go even all people there speak Russian (and I know another people doing this better than me, I love them).
The second step is: if kids understand Belorussian in the childhood, they will never afraid to live in Belorussian (not Russian) country. And I am writing stories and poems for kids, and my own kids speak Belorussian from their born and people around them smile and try to answer Belorussian words.
And the third step is to have power. Real power. And we go to the streets to electors, because it is time for my country to make a CHOICE – to be Lukashenko's dictatorship or not to be.
Have our people great force to change their life? I hope. I don’t know. But I do my steps: one, two, three. Belorussians! Let’s do this together!